#mr puzzles my little meow meow

[dietplant1]

The master post for the AU is coming I swear, just taking a minute (I am in hell)

Have a Puzzle sneak peak for now,,,

[dietplant1]

I last played Infinity Nikki and honestly? It depends on how fashionable and patient you think he is

Mr Puzzles is isekaied into the last game you played, how screwed is he?

[hyunebunx]

saw the soft thoughts post and i hope i’m not late >.< please forgive my typos or grammatical errors love i just woke up 🥹

soooo imagine a lazy saturday morning with hyunjin where you both just wanted to sleep in and cuddle on your shared bet until late in the morning. apparently you had to force yourself to get up because you were getting hungry and hyunjin—being a clingy boyfriend—is sticking to you like glue, and be like “noooooo don’t go!!!” because he doesn’t want to get out of bed but you had to drag him up. he became a pouty baby while being clingyyyy maybe a backhug when you were cooking, a stolen kiss when you were about to eat, helping you wash the dishes but he put some soap bubbles on the tip of your nose, asked you to go out and the spend the rest of the day with him outside maybe stroll around the city, an art museum date, go to a café and watch him sketch/paint you~

ughh to be loved by an artist bro i’m still half asleep so i hope i’m making sense... anyway have a good one deni ! 😽🩷

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. genre: fluff and a loooot of kissing, you've been warned lol

﹙ʚɞ˚﹚. a/n: my love <3 this is the cutest idea ever!! thank you so so much for trusting me to write it hehe <3 listen, this got quite steamy in the middle, idk what happened i blacked out fgsdgkj can't help myself when it comes to this man apparently. anywayss, hope you'll enjoy it <333

Mornings spent sleeping in with the love of your life, all cuddle up and intertwined, were truly your absolute favorite, a blessing you didn’t take for granted. You were both busy people, with busy lives that accommodated one another like it was the most natural thing in the world, fitting together like the last two pieces needed to complete the puzzle which revealed your love story.

Hyunjin was a heavy sleeper, clinging to every thread, no matter how thin, that transported him to dreamland to rest a little more. Just five more minutes, that turned into ten, fifteen, which ended up stretching into half an hour on good days. On the bad ones, when he was more tired than usual, nothing could get Hyunjin out of bed before the afternoon rolled around. You understood – he needed his rest – but it didn’t make missing him and his bright smile any easier.

You never knew you could miss someone even while they were dozing off next to you, blissfully unaware of how your heart almost jumped out of your chest to slip under his shirt just to feel his beating, desperately searching for confirmation he felt the same. And he did, of course he did, how could he not when your name and sweet face were constantly spinning around in his mind like some sort of live wallpaper, making him unable to concentrate even on simple tasks?

Though right now, neither of you was sleeping, cuddling to Hyunjin’s chest with one leg over his lap as you caught him up on the latest work gossip. You’ve been awake for almost two hours now and for once, the universe seemed to be on your side as no sunray managed to peek through the small crack left in the curtains, allowing you to continue lying around in peace.

“Anyway, so the printer caught on fire and that was Kim’s last straw. She threw all the papers on the floor and then proceeded to plop down on them and cry. I felt so bad.”

Despite his empathetic nature, Hyunjin lets out a short laugh, voice still husky and laced with sleep as his fingers tangled in your hair. “How did she even manage to do that?”

“It wasn’t her fault.” You yawn, hiding your face in his chest briefly. “Jay used the printer last to scan pictures of his cat’s toe beans and I guess some fur got stuck in there and ruined everything.”

He slowly shakes his head, whistling. “See, that’s why I’m a dog person.”

Prompting your chin on his chest, you look at him with raised eyebrows. “Ok Mr. meows at cats because he wants to get into their good graces.”

“That was one time!”

You giggle and he joins soon after, staring deeply into your eyes until the laughter dies down and every thought leaves your mind like it wasn’t even there to begin with. Dark eyes dart between yours and your lips, subconsciously licking his plush bottom one and telling you exactly where his train of thought has stopped. Patience was not one of Hyunjin’s virtues, so the hand in your hair moves lower to cup the back of your neck, bringing you closer as you quickly adjust, both hands sprawling on his chest to help you lean down and finally connect your lips.

The kiss is slow, lips merging perfectly as neither of you is in any rush, content to take the time to taste each other. However, it quickly gets messy, tongues meeting and complicating the familiar dance, making it hot and breathy but oh so delicious. You’d be lying if you didn’t admit you’ve been waiting for this ever since he woke up, constantly thinking about his rosy lips and driving yourself crazy as whatever he was saying faded in and out of hazy memory.

Hyunjin kissed you like no other, like kissing was an art he invented just to practice on you. One he managed to master throughout the years of your relationship but couldn’t get enough of, obsessed with the idea of improving and finding another unexplored corner he could take over and claim as his own.

A cold hand slides easily under your top, gripping at your waist in an effort to bring you closer, almost causing your arms to give out. You break away from the kiss and Hyunjin whines, displeased but still helps you settle on top of him more comfortably, guiding your body as you straddle his hips.

This new position allows for better access to what you’re both desiring, with Hyunjin wasting no more time in bringing you back down again, capturing your lips. With both hands on exposed thighs, the shirt he gave you to sleep in barely covering anything, Hyunjin loses himself in the taste of you, licking into your mouth and lightly biting on your bottom lip as your hands move lower over his stomach, needing to discard him of the annoying clothing.

You make to pull away but his lips follow, causing him to sit up and move one of his hands on the small of your back for support, not allowing you to slip away from him. With a mind of their own, your hands quickly abandon his shirt and move around his shoulders, meeting at his nape to deepen the kiss and lick at his bottom lip which he appreciates by the groan he lets out.

You feel him everywhere, hands groping and squeezing every bit of your body in the exact way he knew you loved, turning you to putty into his hold. By now, his dark hair is a mess from all the pulling – your fingers needed something to anchor onto.

“Hyun.” You inhale deeply, his lips moving down your jaw, restless.

“Yeah, baby?” He mumbles, barely hearing you.

“Breakfast.” You gasp out as he lightly bites the skin, quick to soothe it with his tongue. “I’m hungry.” Mostly true, you’ve been lying here for hours after all, who wouldn’t be hungry? But also because you knew if you didn’t stop him now, neither of you would get to eat anything before dinner time rolls around.

Hyunjin pauses, hot breath fanning your neck as he slowly tilts his head to look at you, his wet and swollen lips distracting. He’s speechless for a moment, almost like he can’t believe you interrupted him, like a child whose favorite toy is abruptly taken away. When it clicks in his head you are actually serious, Hyunjin barely registers the way you peck his lips as he rolls his eyes.

“Wow, ok connoisseur of romance. What a way to ruin the moment.”

You giggle as he gently lays you down on your back, knowing he could never be truly upset, no matter what kind of stunt you pull. He was most likely thankful you said something, surely hungry himself.

Scooting towards the end of the bed, your feet barely get to touch the hardwood floor before Hyunjin’s arms circle your middle once again, pulling you to his warm chest without a word.

“No, don’t go!” He whines, burring his head in your shoulder in protest.

Your heart squeezes in your chest, pounding from all the love you carried for your other half, the man you couldn’t imagine life without.

“Baby.” You coo, softly running your fingers over his hands on your stomach in a way to coax him. “How am I supposed to cook us breakfast otherwise?”

Hyunjin sighs, squeezing you to his chest for two more heartbeats before releasing his hold and allowing you to stand up. When you turn to face him, one of his big hands has already brought yours to his lips to plant a feather like kiss on your knuckles.

“Don’t go without me.” He mumbles, pouting slightly, and you almost explode like a piñata, staining him with your love and adoration that will surely trap him in this apartment for days trying to get it out. Not like he’d ever mind if that were possible, proudly showing off and talking about your feelings for him to anyone who’d listen, right after talking their ear off about the love he holds for you.

So, that morning, you waddle together to the kitchen like two penguins with Hyunjin refusing to stop hugging you from behind even when you started cooking. And after that, spoon feeding you on the counter and forgetting all about his needs until you threatened to take away his cuddles.

He caved in immediately.

[pastafossa]

Pet loss below the cut.

Cato was my cat. That's the long and short of it.

From the first night I had him when he curled up against my neck to fall asleep with me, to his final night when he curled up on my chest to try and comfort me, there is not a single day I've been home that I haven't had my kitten chow with me. He was my tiny shadow, always trotting along after me or singing at me from around the house with that long Siamese wail or bringing me scores of socks he hid god knows where (although once he brought me an entire umbrella instead, which he was understandably proud of). He was by my pillow every night cuddled up against my arm, and we fit together like two puzzle pieces, like that little crook in my arm was designed for him, for his exact shape and size. He was with me through my health issues, through high school and college, through moving states, through covid, through tears, through the loss of other pets. He was there as I really learned to write, and there is not a single chapter of TRT that was written without his presence for at least a section of it even if it meant I had to stop editing or writing for a bit and just stare at the words instead because he wanted to be held NOW. And he even managed to hold off the cancer just long enough to walk with me through mom's hospital stay and her return home. I was his person, and he was my soul cat, a piece of me.

I was so torn last night. He was clearly in pain, dehydrated, wobbly, confused and restless, and couldn't get to the litter box. It had been really clear this week the moment was coming, that the cancer was going to take him soon. I'd had this big plan, to have it all happen at home in peace. He hated the vet, hated the stress, but it happened so fast, and I just... knew he couldn't wait for the vet's office to open so she could come here. He'd chosen his time and it was now.

I held him at the emergency vet when they gave him the sedative. I managed to choke out that silly singing tone that always made him happy, as I called him every last nickname he knew: my Cato-wato kitten chow, my Cato kins, my little Mr. meow meow, my sweet happy baby kitty. I made sure all he could see with those big beautiful blue eyes of his was me, as I petted his soft little ears and scratched his neck just the way he liked. And he actually managed to purr for me. He purred as he slipped away and the lights went out, and it was the last sound I ever got to hear from him.

I already miss you so, so much, my sweet old kitty, my Cato kitten chow. I'm sorry it couldn't be at home. But thank you for purring for me. Thank you for spending your journey with me. Thank you for the love you gave me. Thank you for the big meows and the headbonks and perching on my shoulder to interrupt with a breaking news story of Meow Meow. Thank you for the stealing of hundreds of my socks over 16 years and the way you always wanted to sit on me regardless of convenience or your own comfort. Thank you for letting me scoop you up for head smoochies, guarding me from nightmares, and solemnly supervising over 150 chapters of TRT. My soul cat, my baby kitty, my lovebug. I will always love and miss you. And one day I'll see you again.

[pof203]

Tiger & Bunny Week Day 3

Me in the World of Tiger & Bunny as a characer.

I'm not sure how I would describe such a situation, so I'll try the best why I can as a story. Well, here it goes.

It was night in Sternbild. By now, everyone has gone to bed, though, it's not strange for a car to be traveling through the streets at that time. However, one that comes to a darkened and quiet neighborhood on the Bronze Stage is a bit odd. A car comes driving in and stops in front of one of the empty houses that has a sign that says, "Rented".

A couple of houses down, Kotetsu Kabruagi, the hero formally known as Wild Tiger, was awakened by the sound of the car. Curious, he looked out his door up the street to the car and saw someone carrying something into the house. Kotetsu's curiosity got the better of him and went down to check on his new neighbor. But when he got closer… the neighbor vanished. So, Kotetsu thought he should check out this person's car. It looked like a muscle car that was almost all green. Kotetsu looked at the back of the car which had a very strange bumper sticker.on it. "I'm driving a car… because my broom is in the shop." Kotetsu was puzzled. Suddenly, he heard the sound of something dropping. Kotetsu hard it came from the steps of the house. When he looked he saw that the doorstep of the house… was a black cat. It stared at Kotetsu with its green eyes then looked down at the steps. On it was some kind of small box. Kotetsu takes a closer look at it and reads what is on it: "Salem's Spell: White Sage." Kotetsu wondered if the new neighbor dropped it. Wanting to be a good neighbor, Kotetsu picks it up.

"Thanks for picking it up," said a voice behind him. "I knew something like this would happen."

Kotetsu turns to see a man with messy dark brown hair, a thick beard, and brown eyes behind a pair of black square glasses. The man was also wearing a grey hoodie over a green shirt, brown pants, and shoes.

"I'm sorry. I just saw this and I thought someone should pick it up before you forget."

"And I'm thankful for that," said the man, taking the box of incense from Kotetsu. "By the way, good evening, I'm your new neighbor… I'm Lupin Stone."

"Lupin Stone? That's an unusual name."

"People themselves can be unusual."

Kotetsu was just confused about what this strange man said. Then, the cat on the doorstep begins to meow.

"I know, Midnight, I'll open the door soon," said Lupin. "Sorry. Neither of us like the cold very much."

"Yeah," said Kotetsu. "I know it's now April, but it still feels like winter hasn't fully left yet."

"Give it a while. Spring will fully set soon,... Kotetsu."

"How did you know my name?" Kotetsu was surprised.

"It's simple really... I saw you on TV, Wild Tiger."

"Oh." Kotetsu almost forgot that everyone knows his secret identiy now.

"I also know about what happened. Is there any chance that..."

"I'm not sure. The only person I know who lost his powers was Mr. Legend, but he died before anyone could learn if they would return or not."

"I see. That's a shame."

"I know... But I'm not too sad. Had plenty of good times with the other heroes and I still see them... Especially Bunny. He's even helping me with a new business I started, Wild Tiger: Anything Consultation Office."

"Really? What a coincidence. I have just opened up a business of my own on the Silver Stage. I hope you'll come a check out Speak in Spells."

Kotetsu was a little confused about that name until Midnight started meowing even more.

"Sorry, I'm keeping you two," apologized Kotetsu.

"That's alright," said Lupin. "Well, I hope to see you again more often, Wild Tiger."

With a small smile, Lupin makes his way to his new home, carrying the last of his boxes and was gone.

"What a strange man," Kotetsu, smiling to himself. "But he seems like a nice guy. I wonder how someone like him would be like in a city full of heroes."

Kotetsu nods and returns home.

Lupin's P.O.V.

Meanwhile, inside my new house. I turn on the lights. I'm now inside a small apartment. After setting down the last of the boxes with my stuff, I reach into my pocket and take out a sheet of paper. I take a good long look at it.

I look up from the lease to see... all my stuff already unpacked... Well, almost all of it.

"Damn," I said. "Even with magic, I'm still lazy."

I looks at the sofa where my familiar, Midnight a Jellicle Cat, was already sitting comfortably.

"It's your own fault," he said. "Was it not you who said that magic doesn't solve all problems?"

"I know," I groan. "Stung by what Merlin said."

"Well, you can finish unpacking by hand in the morning. It's almost the witching hour."

I check my phone. Sure enough, it was almost 3:00 AM.

"Alright," I said. "It's getting late and I've got a lot to do today."

I check my phone again and I groan in frustration. I had received 18 texts and 12 missed calls from my mother asking if I made it to Sternbild safe and sound. I guess it's understandable. I left the West Coast in such a huff after an argument with my family, especially my parents who wanted me to stay. My mother was crying and my father was yelling at the top of his lungs. But I left anyway.

"This is it," I said. "My first day on my own. I'll show them I can do it. I may still be a child on the inside, but I've got big ambitions."

And so, my life in Sternbild City begins.

Well, that's just about as much as I can do. I know it's not much, but I think I should try to keep this post as short as possible. Anyway, I hope you all like this story. This really makes me wish we had this V Residence things in America.

But I'm sure they will someday.

Let's believe HEROES

[niranutcake]

💕AAAAAA MY GOODNESS!!!💕

I'm so little! 😂 Look at how tiny I am! (*dies from a heart attack*)

I'm not that little btw but oh my goodness, you drew me so cuuuuteeeeeee! 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

2nd Group!

Lots of colorful ones in this one! :3

@entityarts @itz-miss-kamilyvision @untitled14360 @naetheartisticbutterfly @goofishh @fenicearts420 @jovialoddity @kuromipuzzles2000 @vextheallay @alien-star88 @niranutcake

[lacunasbalustrade]

hehe for the fandom ask, buddyfight 🤭

thanks for dropping this in!

blorbos by season:

S1: Rouga Aragami.

He is precious. I really want to know how he and Kyoya could communicate when they first met. Did Kyoya know his language? Did he speak English? Did he live in some poor part of Japan? (Unlikely, but still.)

He walks like he thinks he's all that and acts really weird sometimes, like when he lay on the floor with his back to the screen at Sengoku, but that's what makes him so very human.

S2: Sofia Sakharov

She is the unanswered question that haunts me at night. She eats her ethnic food and likes fuchsia and can use mysterious powers and induce possession in people, yet she lives with Kyoya and seems to know Rouga well and no one ever explicitly tells us the source of her powers.

I love puzzles and she is one.

S3; Zanya Kisaragi.

I know he only appeared in like one episode this season, but he absolutely captured my heart. As I grow up I'm discovering just how hard it is to balance commitments. To make time for things you love even when you're tired and not doing well at them and being not relevant to the communities you're in for those things. He resonates so much for me.

Also, Akatsuki says he subsists on green tea? What the heck?

S4; Ku Teito

She is so young, and somehow on the police force. I like to wonder exactly how she got onto the trainee program. It's kinda nice to think that although everyone except Tasuku quit after hundred, the program directly resulted in more trainees! So sweet and thoughtful of Bushiroad.

ACE:

I'm just a disaster for Cosmoman and Mamoru. Making your own merchandise? He is an artist, a hero, and a chuuni all at the same time. His pride is incredible.

Scrunkly:

Kyoya is my scrunkly. I know he wants world dominion and all, but his chair legs are so short for a reason...... it's so his legs can reach the floor.

Headcanon that's also why he built his organ so high. It's so that there's no awkward looking up at the people he's trying to impress lolol.

Scrimblo Bimbo:

Suzuha Amanosuzu forever......she is a girl power queen. Instead of only thinking about losing....or winning.... she's more concerned about how her teammates develop. She's determined and generous and always such a wonderful representative of what authority should be like.

Glup Shitto:

Megumi Mamakari. You know she's a tuner? A tuner! She's not just an analyst, she's a buddyfighter, and she's smart enough to recognise Kiri in disguise as not Akatsuki, which is incredible considering half of the characters can't tell Death Sofia from Death Shido.....plus she's sarcastic. Best vibes.

Poor Little Meow Meow:

Raremaro Tafudonokimi is a poor little guy whose only problem was using strategically strong cards against overpowered opponents with meta cards.

Horse Plinko:

Doctor Gara is so fun to play around with. He trying to crack Bal's shell? It was such a pleasure to watch.

Eeby Deeby:

If there's any character that deserves to be sent to superhell in Buddyfight, I think it's Mr Magoroku, Shido's father. He spoiled his son to excessive degree, committed acts that would destroy the earth knowingly, and even tried to corrupt the buddy police in order to get into Kyoya's good books. He's quite irredeemable.

[dangermousie]

2020 End of Year Post - kdrama edition

You can find my 2020 cdrama post here: dangermousie.tumblr.com/post/638449659546845184/2020-end-of-year-post-cdrama-edition

This is only going to cover kdramas that aired in 2020; if it originally aired another year, it’s not on this list.

It’s been a pretty lackluster kdrama year. There are probably only 5 kdramas I truly loved and only three of them I was really obsessed over. Better luck in 2021!

DRAMAS WATCHED

(In order of liking from least to most as opposed to pure quality; I am including if I’ve seen enough to make up my mind; yes I realize that’s inaccurate, but that’s my list)

42 Born Again - so bad, so incoherent, so insane, I have no idea why the leads signed up for it (and unlike some of the other watchers, I think it was awful from the very start.) There is literally nothing about this drama that makes sense.

41 Love with Flaws - a bunch of people who should be tried under the Geneva Convention.

40 Sweet Munchies - Jung Il Woo proves his inability to pick a functional script.

39 Meow the Secret Boy - if you ever wanted to bang a cat, this drama is for you. Not being a furry, however...

38 Do Do Sol Sol La Sol - I lost braincells just typing out this title.

37 When I Was the Most Beautiful - the only way it’s not the dumbest, most pointless melo of 2020 is because Born Again considerately came out the same year.

36 Woman of 9.9 Billion - if you want to watch an artsy French movie about miserable people, but only badly made, boy do I have a drama for you.

35 Lies after Lies - screams after screams.

34 Backstreet Rookie - people were up in arms about various problematic plots. I am a survivor of many plots much more problematic but even I couldn’t survive how utterly boring and annoying this drama was and how utterly irritating the leads were. This has taken Ji Chang Wook off my top favorites into “should I even check his latest Lovestruck in the City? Probably not” territory almost single-handedly (Melt Me helped, to be fair.)

33 Men Are Men - boring is boring.

32 Dinner Mate - two beautiful boring people eat out a lot.

31 Was It Love - no it wasn’t.

30 Alice - Joo Won in the shower can make up for a multitude of sins but not plot nonsense of such magnitude. When you find yourself thinking it would be better if he hooked up with the alternate universe version of his mother because at least then something entertaining would happen, you know it’s bad.

29 More than Friends - started out OK, then made me hate basically everyone and kept going.

28 Start-Up - honestly, it’s probably more decent than its place here, but the toxic and batshit fandom for it (the worst this year) made me feel like breaking out in hives any time it’s even mentioned.

27 The Spies who Loved Me - how to take a good cast and waste it.

26 Private Lives - it was good but it never took off with its concept and spent more time on the incoherent plot than the OTP which was its one strength. It’s a decent drama but coming after Heartless City and My Beautiful Bride from the same writer, it’s a disappointment.

25 Record of Youth - as high as it is due to Park Bo Gum hard carrying this entire awful drama on his shoulders and doing it so well I finished it. Alas, while he is in one drama (and that drama is great), the rest of the characters and the entirety of the script are a pointless useless mess.

24 Do You Like Brahms - excellent first third, mediocre middle, and terrible last third. I don’t know what musical term applies to this? Diminuendo, I think.

23 I’ll Go to You When the Weather is Nice - nice and mellow but nothing much happens.

22 Forest - mainly for Park Hae Jin’s excellent and frequently naked bod.

21 The Ballot - I didn’t love it as much as everyone did but it was well-made.

20 Hyena - more romance and less weird law stuff would make it better.

19 365 Repeat the Year - surprisingly solid.

18 The Game Towards Zero - see 365.

17 When My Love Blooms - very old fashioned, very lovely.

16 Chocolate - also very old fashioned and very lovely but also with Yoon Kye Sang performing medical procedures bleeding and shirtless. MMM.

15 (tie) Secret Royal Inspector - a fun if run of the mill sageuk.

15 Find Me In Your Memory - best melo this year.

14 Mystic Pop Up Bar - surprisingly good even though I wasn’t planning to check it out.

13 Where Your Eyes Linger - came out of nowhere but was tender and hopeful and lovely.

12 Itaewon Class - Park Seo Joon hard carries a drama that is already excellent. Love it.

11 Psychopath Diary - Yoon Shi Yoon is such a treat in a hilarious, cynical, dark comedy.

10 Kairos - more like ouroboros.

9 Queen Love and War - in a year where sageuks are very rare, this was solid and surprisingly moving and shippy.

8 The King Eternal Monarch - people didn’t like it but I did. It’s no masterpiece and both the leads and the writers have better dramas, but it was a lovely romantic fairy tale for me.

7 Mr. Queen - sharp, hilarious, and some of my favorite actors.

6 Psycho But It’s OK - healing, sharp cinematography and even sharper chemistry.

5 Crash Landing on You - the last ep pissed me off so much this drama is dead to me but I loved it so much until then I can’t place it lower in good conscience.

4 Train - who knew I would go this hard for an OCN drama or that OCN would do romance so well? But this time-travel mystery romance is just incredible and I shipped the OTP and rooted for the characters and loved every last bit of it.

3 Run On - this is the drama Record of Youth wanted to be but failed. Smart and lived in, you feel like you are peeking at real people, but also even four episodes in, I am so invested in the main characters separately and together, and care for them so much, it’s a little frightening.

1 (tie) Tale of the Nine Tailed - my perfect fantasy romance. I liked it better than Goblin, yeah I said it.

1 Flower of Evil - all the tropes I love in one incredible package. I would rewatch episodes waiting for new ones trying to puzzle the story and to stay withdrawal but it works just as well on rewatch. Lee Jun Ki brings his trademark tortured intensity and for once, both his leading lady and his script back him up and are worthy of that. It’s perfect.

FAVORITE DRAMA

It’s a tie between Tale of the Nine Tailed and Flower of Evil but if I had to pick just one, FoE, because it had me seriously obsessed and guessing about the protagonist and gave me the narrative tropes I love so much and an OTP that statisfied all my hurt/comfort kinks and then some.

WORST DRAMA

Born Again - honestly, this is so bonkers it almost becomes good but alas...

FAVORITE MALE CHARACTER

Do Hyun Soo/Baek Hee Sung, Flower of Evil - he is so messed up, so on edge, so traumatized. Yet capable of so much warmth and caring even as he himself doesn’t realize his humanity. FoE is basically a story of a man pushed and punished by the world for his entire life who, because of one woman, finds a safe place and peace and slowly comes to life without realizing it, and watching his desperation to keep this small bit of normalcy is so heartbreaking and exciting all at once. Plus, you start the drama thinking he’s a psychopathic serial killer and end it (if you are me) thinking he must be protected at all costs and if anyone even looks at him wrong they must suffer, and that’s quite a change!

FAVORITE FEMALE CHARACTER

Nam Ji Ah, Tale of the Nine Tailed - she is so funny and tough and smart and loving and amazing that I will totally buy that a literal demi-god will do anything and everything for her and love her for literal eternity.

NEEDS TO BE MURDERED

Dad in Record of Youth - yes in a year with serial killers and supernatural demons, I picked a normal character from a mediocre drama. It’s his everyday awfulness to his family that hits so hard and I am sad he never got his comeuppance.

FAVORITE SHIP

Ji Ah x Yeon - a fearless reporter and an immortal demi-god who’s been hoping for his human beloved to reincarnate. A really rare set-up where the OTP is equally ride or die, so compatible and completely BAMF. I got why he waited for her for that long and then fell in love with her all over again. Perfection.

Runner up: Flower of Evil - he is so messed up he literally does not believe he is capable of love or empathy, but he falls in love with her anyway and so utterly she permeates his entire life. She is tough as nails and only believes what she sees and is the sole person who believes in him against the world. She loves him but he needs her. She needs him but he loves her. They are amazing.

FAVORITE SECONDARY OTP

Seo Dan x Gu Seung Jun, Crash Landing on You, North Korean x Conman were so good I shipped them harder than the main OTP and the end of that storyline pissed me off so much I dumped the drama and didn’t finish it for months (and it’s still dead to me.)

NOTP

Record of Youth - it started out and they didn’t have much chemistry but the dialogues were interesting and I thought the chemistry would grow. It didn’t and deteriorated, their dialogues became boring and relationship had zero development (about as much as the supposed female lead.) I think we were supposed to feel bad they broke up and they were going for a bittersweet open ending, instead I found myself happy about the break up of two incompatible, chemistry-less people and hoping for the love of God they never get back together.

FAVORITE SCENE

Yeon and the bridge of knives, Tale of the Nine Tailed - Yeon choosing to undergo the creeptastic bridge of knives for a chance to save Ji Ah, who at that point he is not aware is the reincarnation of his Joseon love because, as he says, he doesn’t care if she is or isn’t, it just would be more horrible to have her die than to undergo the horrific torture he is undergoing, and then the sequence with his catching her, her weeping over him and the fact that she is the original Joseon girl revealed and all the bandaging and his watching her sleep and all that loveliness, is everything for yours truly.

Runner up: Hyun Soo having that break-down at the cliff at the end of ep 15 of Flower of Evil as Ji Won desperately tries to convince him she is alive and he finally stumbles to her.

Runner runner up (it’s my list, I will do what I want): Do Won preparing to blow his brains out to give a chance to Seo Kyung to live in Train.

BIGGEST CRUSH

Seon-Gyeom, Run On. Yeah, I know. Im Siwan is tiny, delicate featured and has a runner’s build, none of which are things that normally appeal to me. But his character is so odd, so honest, so unflinching in pursuing what he thinks is right, so incapable of self-pity despite plenty of reasons for it, and so ridiculously attractive when he smiles, I don’t even care.

BEST SCENE STEALER CHARACTER

Kim Bum, TotNT - I started out being annoyed by him and ended up looking forward to his scenes and being distraught by his ending.

NEEDS A SEQUEL

Honestly, none. I was fine with all the endings. I wouldn’t mind seeing post-end life of Tale of the Nine Tailed characters or the OTP settling into their literal new world in Train, but I am good.

TROPE THAT NEEDS TO DIE

Time jump that solves all the problems off screen or alternatively years pass and everyone is frozen - something that kdramas need to learn and need to learn badly. See Record of Youth, Brahms and Start Up.

FAVORITE TROPE WE’VE SEEN A LOT OF

Men who are ride or die for their OTP - this was a great year for this - the male leads of four of my five dramas were beyond anything on that scale (only exception is Run On because it’s still too early to tell there.) Yes PLEASE.

BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENT

This was a banner year for that what with Start Up, Do You Like Brahms, Record of Youth, and Private Lives all starting out well and nosediving off the cliff but winner is Crash Landing on You. I loved it so much for bulk of its run but the last episode pissed me off so much I deleted all my files and called it a day.

BIGGEST GOOD SURPRISE

Flower of Evil - I had no expectations of this drama and wasn’t even planning on watching it despite liking both the lead actors because yet another “look at evil serial killer be evil” drama with no romance was not my thing. Luckily someone convinced me there might be some romance and I peeked curiously. Honestly, their promo campaign was the most misleading and dumbest thing ever.

Runner up Psycho but it’s OK - I have never liked Kim Soo Hyun in anything before and the drama premise seemed WTF but it was shockingly good and KSH totally blew me away.

Hardest Working Lead

Yoon Shi Yoon - he starred in two (!!!) dramas in 2020 playing three characters and not only were both these dramas awesome in a lackluster year, but if it wasn’t for the fact that I knew it was the same actor and the fact that the characters shared a face, I would have never believed that they were played by the same actor. So good!

2020 DRAMAS I HAVEN’T SEEN THAT I MOST WANT TO WATCH

None. Covid Year gave me PLENTY of time

BEST NON-2020 DRAMA I’VE WATCHED IN 2020

My Beautiful Bride and Deserving of the Name - I was obsessed with both of them and honestly, they were much better than the bulk of 2020 kdramas I watched.

MOST ANTICIPATED IN 2021

The Moon That Rises in the Day, Hong Chun Gi, Joseon Exorcist, Island,  Frightening Cohabitation, Snowdrop.

[blackwolfqueenzz]

My Daughter

🌻Class 1A🌻

🌻

Eboni flapped her little wings as All Might held her tiny hand tightly into his large one letting her fly beside him, closely.

"Look at my wings Daddy I'm flying" her wings fluttering as fast as they can. All might let out a laugh and watched his lite girl smiled ear to ear.

'Eboni's wings are slowly growing in. Maybe I should introduce Hawks to Eboni one day since they have similar wings, he could help her with he flying'

🌻Time Skip🌻

"Alright daughter Im going to be in the meeting and you'll be with you're uncle" All might said as they made their way to he Teacher's Office. Eboni skipped happily alongside her father.

All might opened the door seeing all the teachers chatting or at their desk doing work except Awaiza. Eboni walked to her father's desk and climbed on the chair while All might goes to a mini fridge with Eboni's drawing and baby pictures on it and grabs Eboni's favorite meal and drink, soba and dumplings and Apple juice.(An: I want to try Japanese soba sooo bad😩🙌🏾)

"Here you go princess eat up I have to go now you know wher-" All might fixed her hair and the helped her use the chopsticks correctly.

"I do Daddy don't worry" she munched on a dumpling.

"Alright young Eboni I have to go now. Have a wonderful day a d behave in Mr. Awaiza class" All might chuckled and kissed her forehead before going to the principal's office.

Eboni finished her snacks and drink and cleaning her mess on her father desk. She made her to the hallways and then she shifted into a black kitten with yellow eyes and walked to very familiar The 1-A door and starts meowing.

The door open, a girl with brown hair with pink cheeks and another girl who had pink skin and pink hair.

"Aww look how cute the kitten is"

"I know so cute" said pink cheeked girl.

"We should go to our desk ladies Mr. Awaiza about to start teaching" a blue hair boy with glasses instructed.

"Yes yes hey let's bring the kitten inside and show Mr. Awaiza he going to be soooo surprised!! He loves cats" the pink hair girl gently picked up the black kitten.

"Hey Mr. Awaiza look what was outside the classroom" the girls giggled at their bandaged teacher. Awaiza looked up from his desk and his full eyes widened, he grabbed the black kitten from his students.

"Everyone to your desks.....Eboni what are you doing here early I thought he'll bring you during the training exercise" he sighed, petting the kitten.

The class were puzzled as they watched their teacher having conversation with a cat. The kitten purred and meowed in return.

"What's going on I think Mr. Awaiza finally lost it" The pink hair girl whispered to a yellow hair boy with a black lightning on it. The boy laughed on the comment and then the whole class started to whisper and chat among themselves.

"Um......Mr. Awaiza you know you're talking to a cat" yellow hair boy waved his arms.

"I know that Denki..... Class this is Eboni Yagi All might's Daughter and my niece. She going to be staying with us for the afternoon, go on Eboni you can change now" Awaiza put the kitten on the desk. The classroom gasped as kitten shift into a young melanin girl. A green hair boy eyes widened. ' So this is Eboni Yagi All Might been talking about but wait they don't look like each other. I'll ask All might questions when see eachother again'

"Hi Mr. Caterpillar I missed you" Eboni hugged her uncle and he hugged her back.

"Wait Mr. Caterpillar why are you all covered up.....look like a Mummy" she giggled moving his hair out of his face.

"Well Mr. Mummy has boo-boos allover but I don't want you worry alright I'll get better soon" he said smiled.

The class was in shocked to see their teacher gloomy and forever tired demeanor change into loving and caring.

"Now enough of the chitchat class we have to talk over UA Sports Festival" his demeanor quickly to serious tone and turned to his students.

"Why would you us like that " the class yelled.

[jusvibbbin]

The Perfect Piece

Data x Reader Insert

You turned to look at the class. “See, was that so bad?” The class stared at the board and groaned. Your smile faltered and you looked back at the board. Maybe they weren’t ready for division. You checked the clock and the smile reappeared. Or maybe it’s because it’s 2:05 on a Friday. You decided to be merciful to the fourth grade class and let them out early. 

“Well maybe that was kind of difficult,” you chuckled. “Why don’t we spend one more weekend on multiplication and next Monday we’ll pick the division back up. Class dismissed!” The children shot up and grabbed their PADDs before running out the door. You shook your head and walked over to your desk. Might as well get some grading done and call it a day. You were just as ready to go home as the class. 

“Excuse me (Miss/Mister/Prof) (Y/L/N)?”

You looked up at none other than Lieutenant Commander Data. You felt your cheeks heat up slightly. The Commander had a reputation for talking for far too long and making situations unnecessarily awkward, but you found him cute and at times, quite funny. The two of you spoke very rarely; at holiday parties or on Picard Day, if he chose to accompany the ever-uncomfortable Captain. 

“Commander! What an unexpected surprise!” you smiled, standing from behind the desk to walk around and meet him in the middle of the classroom. 

“Is not every surprise unexpected?” Data queried, giving a slight smile to mirror your expression. You blinked and inwardly smacked yourself. Wow what an opener. You laugh it off, clearly embarrassed. 

“I suppose that’s true. To what do I owe the pleasure?” 

Data looked around the classroom at the decorations the various classes had made to give the classroom ‘lived-in’ feel, away from the sterile and by-the-book Starfleet look. 

“I wish to discuss your classroom.”

“What? Really?” you beamed, proud of the work your students had done.

Data nodded. “I would like to give my quarters more of a personal touch. I have observed that your classroom is decorated with the artwork of the children, regardless of if it is not well made.”

You choked on the air in your throat and started laughing.

“Mr. Data!! You can’t say that! It will discourage the children.” 

Data looked around the room and out into the adjacent corridor. He looked back at you and met your eyes. You took in how close the two of you were, but did nothing to widen the gap.

“I apologize if I offended you but I did not see any children present to hear my comment. I am only curious as to why you put it all up despite the varying quality.”

“Well…” you smiled at him, never breaking the eye contact he established. “It helps show the children that the room belongs to them as much as it does anyone else. I even put a piece up.” 

Data’s eyebrows raised at this. 

“Which one is yours?” There was almost an excitement behind his eyes but you shook away the thought. Data doesn’t have feelings like that. 

“You’ll have to guess.” you responded almost flirtatiously. Data flashed you a full smile and your knees nearly buckled. You placed a hand on the closest desk, hoping that your attempt to stabilize yourself looked more casual than it felt. 

Data began walking around the room, looking at the pieces on the walls, the shelves and hanging from the ceiling. You smiled, knowing yours was on the complete other side of the room. Data stopped walking and turned to look at you, smirking with something like confidence. Good God, how much time did his creator spend on his eyes? It must have taken…

“(Y/N)?” Data said, confusion laced in his voice as he looked at your glazed over eyes.

“Oh gosh, Data! I’m sorry I must have been somewhere else.” You chuckled awkwardly as you cursed yourself for being so infatuated with the one man who could not return your sentiments. 

“Which one did you pick?” you asked, desperate to get the conversation back on track. Data looked at you a moment longer before pointing at a painting hung up on the wall across from you. You grinned and shook your head.

“I thought you were the great Sherlock Holmes, Data!” You turned around and moved a desk into the corner behind you before standing on it. Data watched you quizzically as you took down a hanging model of a star made out of small spare parts from a broken replicator or a tricorder that you painted yellow. You stepped down from the desk and held it up to show him.

“I had not considered that your piece might also be objectively amateur,” Data said matter-of-factly. You laughed loudly and put a hand on your chest.

“Wow Data, you really know how to compliment someone! I know I’m not very good at art but it’s about having fun and being proud of what you make in the end.” 

“So you think that I should decorate my quarters with my own artwork?” 

You smiled at him and nodded as he continued to look at the star. 

“Why did you choose to make it out of spare parts and slightly sharp things? Is that not dangerous?” 

You looked at your model as you collected your words. “For starters, it’s very securely attached to the ceiling and no one sits under it. I made it this way to show that as stunning and beneficial as stars are, they’re also very volatile and powerful. Not a force to be reckoned with!”

Data held his hands out and you handed the model to him. You felt a sharp pain in your hand and looked down.

“If art is not your strong suit, perhaps I could teach-”

Data didn’t have a chance to finish his sentence as he looked up in time to see your eyes roll into the back of your head and he quickly caught you before you hit the ground. He set the model down on a desk and picked you up with both hands, gently cradling you against his chest before walking towards sickbay. He assessed you as he walked, looking for injury or signs of a heart attack or a brain aneurysm and finding none. He entered a turbolift as you came to.

“D-Data? What are you doing?!” you yelped, taking in your surroundings. His arms underneath you, pressing you into his hard chest. His eyes scanning your confused face, looking at you full of concern. I must be dreaming.

“You passed out in the classroom. I did not see a probable cause so I elected to carry you to sickbay and have Dr. Crusher examine you.” As he said all this you touched your right hand lightly to your left index finger. It felt wet and you remembered why you fainted.

“Data, we don’t have to go to sickbay,” you said as he strode out of the turbolift and into a busy corridor. You cheeks heated up and you added, “So you can put me down now!” 

Data looked at you again and shook his head. “I am sorry (Y/N) but unless you have an accurate cause, I insist you are seen by a medical professional. It is best not to participate in physical activity until you are cleared for it. I do not mind carrying you to sickbay. You are not heavy.” He continued walking and you sighed, although you secretly loved the attention and care he was putting into making sure you were alright. He would do that for anybody!

“Data if I can tell you why, will you put me down?” 

He stopped walking and looked at you, waiting.

You held up your slightly bloody finger, careful to not look at it. 

Data looked at the prick on your finger then at you as you stared at the ground. He gently set you on the ground and gingerly took your hand in both of his so he could inspect the wound. You thought you might pass out again at his touch and you swallowed hard. 

“This wound seems very superficial for you to have a head injury as a result.” Still holding your hand, he began walking back towards the turbolift. You were too starstruck to protest. He called for a deck number but you weren’t listening as you tried to form a sentence.

“I uh… I don’t like seeing blood. I’ve fainted every time since I was a kid.” You looked at your joined hands again and a small smile appeared on your lips.

Data’s eyes looked as though he was searching for something before saying, “Ah, vasovagal syncope.”

You nodded, slightly in awe of his processing ability. The turbolift doors opened and he led you down a couple of corridors before stopping at some quarters. These aren’t mine…

He pressed the control panel to the side of the doors and they swooshed open revealing a sparsely decorated room. There was a coffee table, a couch, a desk in the far corner with a huge computer and an orange tabby waiting by the replicator, meowing.

“I will feed you momentarily, Spot. First, I must attend to our guest.” Data led you to the couch and let go of your hand. You sat as he walked over to a storage cabinet and retrieved a medkit. He came back to you and used the dermal re-generator to mend the small cut on your finger. You looked at your finger and smiled at him gratefully. He set the medkit on the table and sat close besides you on the couch. 

“Thanks Data. I really appreciate you taking care of me in my hour of need.”

“(Y/N) only twenty minutes have passed since you fainted.”

You laughed and leaned into the back of his couch. “It’s an expression, Data!” His puzzled look turned into one of understanding, but he said nothing as he also leaned into the couch and angled himself to face you fully. You once again took in your close proximity, debating on moving away. And again, you didn’t. 

The two of you chatted for a little while about your work, about the new interpersonal subroutine he and Commander La Forge had created, about his pet, and then finally about art.

“So do you know what you might do with your room decor?” you asked with a smile, your mind still on what sort of things the subroutine had added. Maybe that’s why he wants his room decorated. Or why he took care of me today. You tried to expel that last thought from your mind.

Data was quiet for a moment, seemingly pondering what he was going to say. 

“I believe I already have the perfect piece.” He smiled sweetly at you and you looked around the room. 

“Where is it?” you asked, confused.

He leaned in so close that his mouth was nearly touching your ear before whispering flirtatiously, “Guess.”

[official-weasley]

Love, William (Bill Weasley x OC) - Chapter 1

Theodora Cork has everything she could wish for in the summer before her seventh year. She has Fred and George – her two best friends. She has a brother that supports her with whatever she wants to do with her life. She is an amazing Chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch team and she is going to spend the summer at the Burrow.

She also has the biggest crush on the twins' brother Bill but the only thing she has with him is an 8 year age difference. Something that doesn't stop Fred, George, and Charlie from getting endless ideas to bring them together.

A/N: I started this blog to write down all my story ideas for our freckled dragon boy but after two stories I decided to give Bill some love too! I wanted to try a different POV this time, so tell me what you think? I like the first-person POV more but this was fun and a bit challenging to write as well!

Also, this is the first time I didn't really stick with the time frame of events (when it comes to Quidditch and them being at the Burrow during summer). I tend to be a perfectionist when it comes to time and events and I wanted to get out of my comfort bubble a bit and see if I can endure changing things! Also, I felt like writing a really positive story full of fluff so I tried removing as many negative things from that timeline as possible.

I know I tormented our Charlie bean in the last two stories even if he got the happy and alternative ending so the next one about him will be nothing but pure fluff! 💙

I just wanted to see if I can write something about our dear eldest Weasley and because I had a rather emotional month it's sweet and might get you diabetes, so beware and I hope you enjoy it! 💙

WARNINGS: none other than Fred & George shenanigans and some Quidditch

Chapter 1 - George's Sacrifice

“She’s going to do it,” Fred whispered to his brother, lurking behind a corner.

“I told you, she’s perfect for the job,” George whispered back.

“Yeah, but she was protesting for 3 days.” Fred tried to defend himself.

“It’s a new product and we didn’t tell her what exactly it does. Of course, she was protesting.”

“We don’t even know what it does, George.” Fred tried rolling his eyes to keep the chuckle in his throat. They couldn’t risk getting caught.

“You know that she’ll murder us both if this goes wrong.” George didn’t dare to look at his twin. He knew that if they lock eyes they will start laughing.

“What are you two good-for-nothing rats sneaking around my office for?” The twins turned around to follow the voice. Their faces were pale and if they thought the whole situation was funny before, they definitely didn’t think so now.

“Theo, he’s on to us! Run!” They said in unison, trying to avoid eye contact with Filch, whose face was getting redder by the second.

“Done! What are you two shou...” The girl that joined them didn’t finish her sentence. She might’ve needed a second to realize there was one person too many standing in the circle.

“As we said...” Fred mumbled.

“Run!” George shouted, desperately trying to find something in his pocket.

Fred grabbed the girl’s hand before she could properly look at Filch who was now grinding his teeth together in anger. There was a loud crackling noise and when the trio turned around to see if Filch was following them the hallway was getting stuffed with dark grey smoke.

“Do you have the map, Fred?” George panted, his hands on his knees.

Fred, who was trying to see if Filch ran after them, shook his head. “Theodora has it.”

They both looked at her while she searched the inner pockets of her robes.

“Here it is!” She exclaimed.

They stuck their heads together, George sneaking a look around them just to be sure no one was watching. They took out their wands and tapped on the map while saying ‘we solemnly swear we are up to no good’.

The empty piece of parchment revealed the map seconds later.

“Right, where’s the nearest escape passage?” Theodora ran her finger through the map, the twins scanning it with their eyes.

“Around the corner,” Fred whispered.

“But Filch can already be there,” Theodora said, concerned. She pointed her finger at Filch’s name on the map. The footprints were getting closer to them. “Do you still have any smoke pastilles?”

“Just one more.” George’s hand already in his pocket as he was trying to find it, his tongue stuck out in concentration. “Got it!”

“Let’s go.” Fred waved his hand at his two friends after checking if the coast is clear.

The trio tip-toed around the corner, George ready to throw the pastille if needed. Theodora was clutching the map, following Filch’s every move. He was getting closer and it looked like they will meet right where they are supposed to enter the passage.

“He’s going to see us,” Theodora said through her teeth, trying to stop her jaw from shaking.

They did shenanigans like this all the time but Filch rarely got so close to catching them. He only did so 3 times since the twins invited her to tag along to one of their adventures as they called it. Fred and George took the blame each time but the last time they were caught, Snape got in their way and they couldn’t lie to McGonagall that Theodora had nothing to do with it.

She received a Howler from her mother every day for a week after that detention. Mrs. Weasley might be frightening with her screams but nothing compared to the promises what Theodora’s mother will make her do when she returns at the end of the school year.

Never-ending chores, no going out, no using magic even though she’s 17, and no avoiding visiting her grandma who always pinches her cheeks so hard that they hurt for days. And most importantly, no writing or receiving a single letter from her two best friends.

Right when they thought they got away and George was the last one to squeeze through the passage he heard Mrs. Norris meow and when he turned around to see if she was close, he saw Filch’s victorious grin.

“No matter what you do, just run straight to the Gryffindor Tower!” George shouted as another cracking sound filled their ears.

Fred and Theodora had no time to question what George was doing, as they heard Filch’s evil laugh and they started running through the tunnel as fast as their legs allowed them.

They didn’t stop nor turned around until they reached the Fat Lady Portrait, mumbled the password, and jumped through the hole. They ran up the stairs of the boy’s dormitories, ignoring the fact that the whole common room was staring at them. They burst through the door of Fred and George’s room and hid under the covers of Fred’s bed.

They didn’t move for solid five minutes. They barely even breathed, not daring to move a muscle. Once they were sure the coast was clear they came from under the covers and saw Lee Jordan staring at them with an amused look on his face.

Theodora and Fred were so busy making sure that Filch didn’t follow them that they failed to acknowledge Lee’s presence. The latter was sitting on his bed, a piece of parchment in his hands, his eyebrows now raised. The duo knew he was practicing his introduction speech for the Quidditch game tomorrow.

“What’s chasing you two?” He giggled.

“Prank gone wrong,” Fred explained. “Filch came back to his office while Theodora was still inside and he chased us.”

“George sacrificed himself for us so we could get away.” Theodora finished.

“Why didn’t you check the map to see if he was coming?” Lee asked puzzled.

“We forgot that Harry gave it to Theo and when we remembered she was already in his office,” Fred answered.

Fred and George gave the map to Harry Potter in his third year since they had it memorized. However, whenever Theodora was anxious about their plan, they asked Harry for the map back because they knew it made her feel better.

“Do you reckon George got caught?” Theodora was biting the inner side of her cheek.

“Didn’t you hear Filch laughing? Of course, he got caught.” Fred frowned.

This didn’t go according to his plan at all. Ever since he, his brother, and Theodora started to invent their own products together, they deemed Filch to be the perfect test subject. Usually, it was easy to get away but lately, Filch has been guarding his office more and they had less time to execute their plan.

Because they were caught, they won’t be able to see if their little experiment worked. George has learned a few years ago that Filch loves candy and what better gift than U-No-Poo in a box with a nice bow and a card that says You deserve it.

Fred and Theodora were getting more nervous by the minute. What was taking George so long? What was Filch doing to him?

One look at her friend and Theodora wanted to get up and investigate the situation when the door opened and George walked in.

“What happened?” The trio in the room asked in unison.

“I think it’s safe to say I am getting a Howler from mum tomorrow.” George sighed.

“We were hoping you got away,” Theodora said sadly.

“I was too slow with the smoke pastille and he grabbed my hand.” George started to explain. “He dragged me all the way to his office and threatened me to hang me by my feet. Luckily McGonagall saw us and demanded to know what was going on at once. Filch, of course, ratted us all out but because you two weren’t there,” George nodded to Theodora and his twin, “she only gave detention to me. One week in the kitchen.”

“That’s not bad at all!” Theodora clapped.

Detention in the kitchen was a piece of cake. They had to obey the elves and usually wash dishes or scrub the floors. It was better than cleaning toilets, something Fred and George had to do last month for releasing a Dungbomb in front of the Great Hall and it beat polishing trophies with Filch any day. Theodora knew a lot about that because of her cauldron disaster in Snape’s class at the beginning of the year.

In a few minutes, they forgot all about George’s detention and were already making a plan to get revenge on Filch. It was getting late and as usual, Theodora fell asleep, kneeling beside Fred’s bed, her head on the mattress.

Because of how often that happened, as the twins and the girl were mostly in the boys’ dormitory, they made a blanket fortress years ago and whenever she fell asleep in their dorm, they simply let her sleep there. They didn’t get in detention for that yet and they didn’t know what else to do, since the boys weren’t allowed into girl’s dormitories to take her back.

—

Theodora woke up before everyone else the next morning. She was a bit disoriented – not knowing where she was. When she heard loud snoring she knew she was in the boys’ dorm. She uncovered herself, with a smile on her face, thankful for how good the twins were to her, and sneaked out.

With all the running and still smelling like smoke, she took a shower and changed her clothes before going down for early breakfast.

The twins were her best friends and she wouldn’t trade them for anyone in the world but sometimes, not having any girl friends, took its toll on her. That’s why she snuck to the Great Hall alone to have some peace and quiet whenever she got the chance.

“Are you nervous, Theo?” George sat down next to her, half an hour later.

“It’s Slytherins, I only have adrenaline in my veins.” She grinned.

“We better beat them today, I am craving a party.” Fred sat on her other side.

“Just direct all the bludgers into their direction so us Chasers can score as many goals as possible before Harry gets the Snitch.” Theodora’s grin turned into a mischievous smirk.

“Oh, you can bet we...”

George gulped, unable to finish his sentence as owls started to fly down to the tables, dropping letters and packages on plates and in student’s hands.

“I told you I’ll get a Howler.” George sighed, staring at the red envelope that started to shake the second it turned to him.

“Open it, George. You know it’s only going to get worse.” Fred said.

“She can’t say anything you didn’t hear before.” Theodora bit her lip, putting her hand on George’s back to comfort him.

Nobody can’t deny that the twins were famous for getting Howlers. By now, everybody knew the high-pitched furious voice that belonged to Molly Weasley. However, no matter how many of these they got, they were still nervous every time.

Both knew that their mum wouldn’t come up with a new punishment. It would be a miracle if she did because they were in detention so much that the most creative Ravenclaw would struggle to find a new way of getting them punished.

Mrs. Weasley tried and hoped through the years that her two sons would grow up and that one day before they finish school, she wouldn’t get a letter from their head of house at least for one week. So far, she was only so lucky once in their fourth year and it was only because they came down with the flu.

George grabbed the Howler and quickly opened it. It was like ripping off a bandage— it was better to do it quicker rather than slower.

“GEORGE WEASLEY, I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU GOT YOURSELF IN DETENTION AGAIN! YOU JUST FINISHED WITH ONE AND HERE WE ARE AGAIN! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED!

I CANNOT BELIEVE PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL ONLY GAVE YOU ONE WEEK WORTH OF DETENTION. THIS IS NOT PUNISHMENT ENOUGH FOR THROWING SOME SMOKE THINGS AT MR. FILCH!

YOU WILL APOLOGIZE TO THAT MAN AND SINCE NOTHING SEEMS TO SUFFICE WITH YOU, I AM TAKING YOUR QUIDDITCH PRIVILEGES AWAY FROM YOU!!!”

Half of the Gryffindor table gasped. They were wrong. She has never done that before.

“She can’t.” Fred banged the table with his fist.

“She probably means for the rest of the year.” Theodora tried staying optimistic.

“This is the last game of the year, Theo.” George buried his face in his hands.

“Indeed.” They all turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing behind them, her face full of disappointment.

“But the game’s today, professor,” Fred whined.

“How are we going to beat Slytherins with one Beater?” George followed his lead.

“There has to be something you can do, professor.” Theodora tried making puppy eyes. “We know how much you want us to win the cup against them.”

“As much as that is true, Miss Cork, I cannot stand between a student and their parent.” The professor furrowed her eyebrows before turning to Fred. “You will have to work for the two of you, Mr. Weasley.”

Before Fred could say anything back she walked away toward the teacher’s table.

“I can’t believe she would do this. Doesn’t she know how important Quidditch is!” George’s face was beginning to match his hair. He got red in the face every time he was mad.

“Well,” Theodora cleared her throat, “you have to give it to her. She finally found a punishment that you didn’t laugh off.”

George glared at his best friend but he knew she was right. There was nothing he could do except to hope that by some miracle Harry gets the Snitch as fast as he possibly can.

—

The second they got into the Quidditch tent their captain Oliver Wood started shouting at George almost as loudly as Mrs. Weasley’s Howler did.

“This is an outrage! Preposterous! How could you! Why do you always have to do this! Can’t you...just for once...stop pranking that old rat and focus on Quidditch!” George’s eyes were closed for most of the time Oliver was shouting at him – he didn’t want his saliva in his eyes.

He knew he was going to yell. It wasn’t the first time the twins missed practice or didn’t attend the game because of detention. He was disappointed to make Oliver so mad as he didn’t intend this to happen.

“I am sorry, Wood. I didn’t know this will...”

“Get...out...of...my...tent!” Oliver said through his teeth before George could say another word.

George stood up and did as he was told. He didn’t want to stand in the crowd full of Gryffindors who were angry at him so he decided to join his friend Lee at the commentator stand.

The second he came up, he heard his head of house sigh. He knew she was disappointed in him and he can’t recall when was the last time he was so upset about something he did wrong if he was ever this upset.

His team was counting on him, this was the last game of the year — the most important game. The game that could win them the house cup. Now it would be a miracle if they would win.

Madam Hooch’s whistle, the roar from other stands, and the voice coming from the microphone right next to his ear made him shake in his seat.

“And another goal for Gryffindor. Gryffindor’s Chaser Theodora Cork is on fire today!” Lee shouted into the microphone.

George looked at the scoring board. 30 – 20 for Gryffindor. It wasn’t a bad start. Theodora scored 2 out of 3 goals and George was proud. She was the best Chaser on their team.

“Due to an unfortunate event, George Weasley cannot be on the pitch today, leaving the Gryffindor team with only one Beater,” Lee commented as McGonagall, who was sitting right behind George, sighed again.

Theodora snatched the Quaffle from one of the Slytherin’s Chasers, flying as fast as her broom allowed her toward the Slytherin hoops.

“That’s another ten points for Gryffindor! I bet Slytherins are getting mad. This was the second time Cork took the Quaffle right before they scored!” Lee tried being biased but sometimes he needed a bit of a nudge from his head of house as he got too excited when Gryffindors scored a goal.

Despite the result being 70 – 30 for Gryffindor, George didn’t dare to get his hopes up.

“Slytherins’ two beaters started playing dirty. Potter spotted the Snitch and they are determined to knock him off his broom!”

All eyes were on Harry now. He was battling with the Slytherin’s Seeker for the Snitch and the Bludger that the two Beaters of the opposite team kept directing toward him was fast approaching.

“Slytherin scored!” Lee shouted less enthusiastically into the microphone. “70 – 40 for Gryffindor. Come on, Harry! You got this!”

George turned to Lee when he heard McGonagall clear her throat. He giggled when he saw her pursed lips, warning Lee to stay neutral by poking him with her opera glasses.

George turned his attention to his brother to see how he was doing. He was trying to catch up with the Slytherin Beaters and redirect the Bludger to their Seeker. He felt so helpless. If he wasn’t caught by Filch, he would be there next to Fred right now and they would free Harry of the stupid ball.

“And Cork stole the ball from the Slytherins again. They sure do have to grow a pair of eyes! She passed the ball to Angelina Johnson and...and...she scored!” Lee was now so excited that he stood up, almost throwing his microphone in the air.

George couldn’t deny that sitting next to Lee was rather amusing. He always listened to his commentary while on the pitch but seeing all of his reactions up close was something else.

“90 – 60 for Gryffindor now. We are still waiting to see who will win the battle for the Snitch!” Lee gripped the microphone tighter, getting nervous. They have been playing for an hour and a half.

“Potter dodged the Bludger twice now but will he be so lucky the third time?”

George couldn’t take his eyes off Harry. His hands in a fist, rooting for the boy to make them win the game.

“In the name of our house’s founder, this is unbelievable!” Lee roared, now standing up. “Fred Weasley managed to catch up to the Bludger and send it straight to the Slytherin Chaser who was just about to score. Angelina Johnson now has the Quaffle! Will she pass it to Cork or will she go to the hoops on her own?”

Lee was jumping in his seat while George didn’t know in which direction to look. He was watching Angelina flying towards the hoops, Theodora watching her back. He wanted to see how Fred was doing but also find Harry to see how close he was to catching the golden ball.

“And Johnson scores again! 100 to... Wait! Wait!” Lee was jumping up and down, trying to gather the words to express his excitement. “We won! We won! Potter caught the Snitch! Gryffindor wins!!!”

The crowd roared and as Lee let go of the microphone, George hugged him and they started jumping and cheering.

George turned around to see McGonagall trying hard to stay professional, clapping like mad at the surprise victory. Professor Flitwick, on the other hand, didn’t care if everyone saw he was cheering for Gryffindor as he was dancing in his seat, cupping his mouth, shouting Go, Gryffindor!

His brother has done some memorable things but George couldn’t recall ever being prouder of him than he was at that moment.

—

“Come on, Theo, just one date.” The boy smirked at Theodora who was half laying in one of the armchairs in the Gryffindor common room, trying to study for one of her final exams – Herbology.

“For a millionth time, no, John!” Theodora rolled her eyes. “And stop calling me Theo. Only my friends can call me that.”

“You mean the Weasleys.” John mocked and leaned closer to Theodora.

“Get away from me!” She tried pushing him but he didn’t move.

“Don’t you have someplace other to be, Connorey?” Fred grabbed John’s shoulders and pulled him away from his friend. “Didn’t she reject you like 5 times this week?”

“That has to be a new record!” George appeared next to his brother, smirking.

“And what’s your number?” John looked unamused.

“What? Getting rejected by Theodora?” Fred laughed and sat on one side of the armchair Theodora was sitting in.

“Zero,” George answered and sat on the other side.

They both leaned toward her and gently kissed her cheeks. She giggled, winking at John which only made him madder.

“You should know by now that Theo likes older guys.” George laughed.

Theodora punched him in the shoulder, making him fall off the armchair.

“I’ll wait years for you if needed be,” John said proudly and walked away.

“Thank Godric this is his last year at Hogwarts,” Theodora said with a disgusted expression.

“He just can’t get enough of you rejecting him.” Fred winked at her.

“We have a proposal for you.” George poked his head from the side of the armchair, finally getting up. He leaned on his arms.

“We only have 14 days to go and then we are free for the summer.” Fred copied his movement on the other side.

They were both looking up at Theodora with smug expressions on their faces.

“What are you up to?” She narrowed her eyes at the twins. She knew them well enough to know they were keeping a secret from her.

“We have been friends for how long now, Theo?” George asked.

“Since our second year when you accidentally threw the wrong ingredient into my cauldron instead of that Slytherin’s what his name was...” She rubbed her chin thinking.

“Allevry.” The twins said at the same time.

“Right,” Theodora said slowly. “I got detention in the kitchen and you two felt bad for getting me in trouble so you sneaked inside and helped me clean the dishes.” She giggled.

“And we haven’t looked back since.” Fred sighed dramatically.

“Oh, I have looked back plenty of times to see if Filch or Snape were after us.” Theodora teased.

“Our point being...” George tickled Theodora.

“You haven’t been at the Burrow since that year.” Fred finished his sentence.

“Are you inviting me to visit?” She gasped.

“We are inviting you to spend the summer at our home.” The twins said in unison.

“We have to develop at least 5 products this summer and we can’t do it without you.” George grinned.

“And Bill will be there.” Fred sang, winking at Theodora.

This time, he got pushed off the armchair.

Bill was Theodora’s first crush. After their second year, the twins invited her to spend a weekend at the Burrow. Their eldest brother came to visit as he got a few days off from work. The second Theodora saw him she was intrigued.

Back then, she was determined to be a Curse Breaker when finishing school and she loved the fact that Bill answered her every question. He spent most of that weekend talking about his job with her and by the looks of it he didn’t mind at all.

Of course, with the 8-year gap between them, she knew he was only being friendly and she was too young back then to even think twice about it but that didn’t stop her from daydreaming about him. As long as it stays in her head, she is doing nobody any harm.

It wasn’t even a day and the twins were on to her. They saw her blush around him and asking Bill questions he already gave her an answer to. They were teasing her up until her fourth year when she went out with a Hufflepuff boy two years above her.

“So?” Theodora tried acting unphased about what they have just told her, desperately hoping they couldn’t see her blush.

She hasn’t seen Bill since that summer but she couldn’t deny that he still popped into her mind here and there, wondering what he is doing and how is he.

“Oh, William will be crushed when he finds out you forgot all about him!���

If Fred wasn’t her friend, she would hex him on the spot for teasing her. Perhaps she should’ve said yes to going out with John, then they would have left her alone.

“It was a silly crush!” She frowned at them. “Forget about it or I will obliviate it out of you!”

“Right...” George giggled.

“Just a silly crush.” Fred followed.

“How come he’s going to be home?” Theodora cleared her throat, trying to act as casual as possible.

“The Weasley Quidditch Tournament is this summer and he’s taking a longer vacation to attend it,” Fred answered.

“Charlie’s coming too!” George said excitedly.

“Charlie’s coming?!” Theodora jumped in her seat.

She hasn’t seen the dragon lover ever since he left school. If it wasn’t for the twins, Charlie would be her favorite Weasley. He was an amazing Quidditch captain — way more chill than Oliver — and even though he was a Prefect he never deducted points from them when they got into trouble.

“Yeah, yeah. We know, he’s your favorite.” George playfully rolled his eyes.

The twins knew Charlie reminded Theodora of her older brother Eric who was an Auror in America. He was just as passionate about his job and they had a similar personality. When the twins introduced her to Charlie, she couldn’t stay away from him because she missed her brother so much that being around Charlie made it bearable.

“If Charlie’s coming, then count me in!”

“Honestly, George, do you feel a bit offended right now?” Fred looked at his twin.

“She will visit because of Charlie and not us.” George scoffed.

Theodora couldn’t stop chuckling. Them being dramatic was her favorite trait of theirs.

“Bill will be heartbroken.”

She stopped the second Fred said that and punched him in the shoulder again. She was ready to defend herself again when her brows came together.

“What did you remember?” George knew that look all too well.

“I can’t come.” Theodora sunk in her chair.

“What?”

“Why?” Fred followed his brother.

“Do you remember the Howlers I got from my mother, about me doing chores all summer?”

“Oh, that!” George swung his hand and nodded to Fred.

Theodora turned her head to Fred who pulled a letter from his back pocket. He gave it to her and she opened it at once.

Dear Fred and George,

I can’t deny that you made some good points in your letter. I appreciate that you took the responsibility for Theodora getting in trouble, however, she won’t get out of this so easily. Whether it was her fault or not, she simply can’t get away with how she was behaving.

I understand that this tournament of yours is very important so I will allow her to stay with you under the condition that she helps your mother around the house whenever needed.

I took the liberty to write to Molly and she assured me that there is plenty of work that is waiting for all three of you once the school is finished.

Keep yourself and my daughter out of trouble, will you?

Miranda Cork

“What in the bloody hell did you write to my mother that she is allowing me to spend the summer with you?” Theodora was staring at the letter with her mouth open.

Molly might be known for shouting at her sons but she was not nearly as strict as her mother. There was nothing in the world that could convince Mrs. Cork to change her mind. Theodora would know, she tried on many occasions over the years.

“It’s the Weasley charm.” Fred winked at her.

She wanted to punch him again but she was too excited to join them at the Burrow to do so. She couldn’t believe it! She didn’t care that she would have to help around the house. She would have her two best friends there to keep her company.

And she will be able to play Quidditch with the other Weasleys and bond with Charlie again. It suddenly seemed that the end of the school year couldn’t come fast enough.

Right, when she deemed the summer to come the best one in years, she felt her heart skipping a beat as Fred’s words came to mind again.

And Bill will be there.

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I need to make a proper post explaining my AU but until then here's a W.I.P that shows how Mr. Puzzles looks!

The AU takes 2.5 years after WOTFi '24, where Mr. Puzzles is freed from the facility after 2 years and the .5 is spent working as an assistant for an OC of mine, Kotone. It is a much healthier work environment than when he was doing everything himself, and I wanted to show that through his clothes. Still stylish but his outfit is less fancy/uptight and there is more color, giving his design a more loose or chilled-out feel.

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Love Is The Biggest Spell

A/N : Chapter three is here. Lingering feelings are getting too strong to handle as the dynamic of some relationships starts changing. Hope you like this chapter. Feedback and suggestions are always welcome.

Pairing : Warlock Tom Holland x half mortal reader

Summary : Witches are forbidden to fall in love with mortals. But what if your long lost love returns to you as a mortal, can you defy your heart? Any spell any magic seems useless in front of the magic of love. Let's join our lovers in their magical conquest beyond life and death as they fight for their love unraveling dark mysteries of the past along their way.

Warnings : 18+,mention of sex, light smut, mature content, language

Mini Playlist : Tick tock by Mabel.

Next day at your college you and Jane were standing in front of your lockers talking about some stuff whilst Tony dropped in. 

"Hey girls what's the tea?" 

"Jane over here was hit by a truck named Harrison yesterday and since then she has been gushing about his icy blue eyes, golden hair, perfect jawline and most probably on point dick game." You explained with a dramatic voice. 

"How can you not? Have you ever looked into his eyes? I just felt like I could drown in those ocean blue eyes." Jane gushed with dreamy eyes. 

"See?" you said proving your point. 

"I really wish I could meet him again." And as soon as those words rolled out of Jane's tongue your eyes were met with those familiar blue orbs with spects across the hall and right back at him you caught a glimpse of that luscious mop of brown hair and honey brown eyes walking right at your direction. Jane followed your gaze and turned around to look at the guy she was fantasizing about a few seconds ago. She thought she might faint, her legs felt wobbly. 

They walked making heads turn. It looked like one of those slow motion college movie scenes where the hero makes an entry and everyone is gaping at the hot and dashing newcomers, boys getting envious and girls going crazy. 

"Is today make a wish day? Then I would really like to be a billionaire." You joked. 

"Hi Jane nice to see you again." Harrison came up to her. Jane was dumbfounded.

"Jane, honey will you speak up?" you teased. 

"Please don't mind, she is a little out of order today." You joked. 

"Y/NN!!" 

"What?! you were the one being numb."

"Sorry I was lost in my thoughts."

"Of yours." You chuckled. Jane elbowed you hard. ''Ow!"

"Hi Y/N nice to see you again too." Tom greeted you with that ever adorable smile. Now it was your turn to get the jitters. 

"Yeah Hi" you said timidly. If you weren't to lie you yourself felt your heart flutter seeing Tom. You know it was wrong, so wrong you have a boyfriend who you love dearly but that smile that damned smile did things to you. 

They walked away to the principal’s office.You all went for your history class. After sometime Tom and Harrison walked in your class escorted by Professor Brown. 

"Students I would like to introduce you to our new transfer students. Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield." your jaws dropped seeing your new classmates. Tom and Harrison walked past you and took a seat at the back. The class started as Professor Brown made some announcements.

"So class as per your assignments are concerned you are going to work in pairs. And I'll be making the pairs."

"Boris and Lucy.." Mr Brown continued announcing the pairs. 

"Jane and Harrison." You and Jane exchanged glances amused. 

"Damn, you lucky bitch!!" You punched her arm lightly. Jane giggled, turning her head around shyly to glance at Harrison. He raised his eyes from his book and gave her a subtle wink, her face turning red.

"Next is Y/N.." Cole turned back towards you smiling. 

"And Tom." Mr Brown announced shocking you both. You looked at each other puzzled. 

"What?! but Sir we used to do projects together every time." Cole protested.

"Cole this time you do with Tony. Tom and Harrison have joined in the middle of the semester. It will be better if my best students help them through the assignment. Is it okay with you Y/N?"

"Yes sir it's absolutely fine with me." The class ended after sometime.

"Can't believe professor Brown would do that." Cole muttered.

"It's just an assignment, you will be fine. Tony isn't that bad a partner." You rubbed his shoulder comfortingly and then walked to the back where Tom was sitting. 

"So hello new partner! Let's get to work shall we?" Tom shut his notebook turning his attention to you. 

"Yeah sure." You took a seat in front of him. 

''We need to decide on the topic we will be doing our assignment, any suggestions?" 

"How about the witch trials?"

"You want to do the assignment on witch trials?" You were a little taken aback. 

"No, I was just suggesting we can do whatever you want to do." He said nervously. 

"No it's fine I had always wanted to do an assignment on that but unfortunately Cole never agreed upon doing that. Why do you want to do that?" 

"Umm I just feel that those witch trials were barbaric and many innocent women and men were killed." 

"You think that too?! That’s awesome! So what are we waiting for? C'mon let's get started” You pulled him by his hand and dragged him to the library. The mere touch of your hand on his sent electric impulses through his body he just followed you as if he were in a trance. You went to the history section of the library and pulled out the books you needed to take home for research. 

"Okay then we can go to my house. Oh sorry or you want to go to your house?" 

"Your house is fine."

"Here give me some, they seem heavy." Tom extended his hands to take a few books from you. 

"Yeah thanks." While you were walking to your home you tried have a conversation with him because you knew very little about him.

"As far as I remember you said you were done with your studies then what brings you in our history class?" 

"I said I was done studying in London, not completed, my family needed me back here for our business so I had to return."

"Okay."

"So you guys are brothers or something?"

"Oh no Harrison is my best friend, our fathers are business partners you see."

"Who are there in your family?"

"Mum,dad, three younger brothers and my lovely dog Tessa." 

"You have a dog?! Great! I have a cat!" You chirped. 

"Not to be rude but not a fan of cats."

"That's fine nobody's judging you."

"So what about your family?" he asked.

"Mom and dad. I'm their only daughter. My cousin sister and aunt live with us after their husbands passed away. We were the only ones they had as family."

"Sorry to hear that."

"It's okay we are past it.'' 

Reaching your house you rang the doorbell. Your sister opened the door. 

"You are early today." She remarked as she let you in. 

"Yeah have some research to do for an assignment."

"Oi why are you standing out there? come in!" You called out to Tom. Erica turned to see whom you have brought in with you and as she saw Tom a smirk formed on her face. 

"You finally dumped that dumbass?" She teased. You rolled your eyes. 

"Unfortunately no, Cole is still my boyfriend. This is Tom, he is a transfer student and my project partner." 

"And this is my very nosy cousin Erica." You introduced her to Tom. 

"If being concerned about your well being is nosy I have nothing to say. Nice to meet you by the way." She turned to Tom. 

"The pleasure is all mine." 

"Boy you don't know what you have signed up for she is a bit of a crackhead sometimes."

"Erica!!" 

"I think I can handle a little bit of crazy." he looked at you smiling. 

"That's enough for today, if you would excuse us we need to start working on our assignment." You slipped your hand in Tom's arm dragging him up the stairs. 

"Yeah sure unless the topic of the assignment is jumping on his bones."

"You're seriously unbelievable!" you glared at her ushering Tom to your room. 

"Sorry for my sister, she's a bit outspoken." You apologized. 

"It's okay she seems to be a fun person. And she should be in a happy mood at this time. How far is she by the way?"

"Five months can't wait to be an aunt you know."

"Though I really feel bad for them. That poor baby will never get to see his dad."

"What happened if I may ask." 

"Car accident he was returning from work on a rainy night. The car skidded and toppled on the road near the mystic forests; he was severely injured but couldn't make it to the hospital." there was a moment of silence in between you two. 

Your cat meowed at the doorway startling you both. 

"Madeleine, come here baby!" You cooed as she slowly walked to you and started growling as soon as she looked at Tom

"No bad kitty." You scolded her but she continued to pur at Tom. 

"Strange she never does that to anyone." You frowned picking her in your arms.

"I think she doesn't like me" 

"I'm sorry."

"It's ok the feeling is mutual dear." He brushes her fur and Madeleine jumps off your hands.

"Where did you buy this cat? Black cats with red eyes are really rare to find." 

"Oh no I didn't buy her. I found her toiling alone near the forest on my 21st birthday. She seemed a bit weak and hungry, I really felt bad and brought her home with me. And since then she's part of our family." 

"That was very generous of you. 'As always' he said that in his mind. 

"Thank you"

"Okay I'll just go and quickly freshen up you sit here for a while."

"Yeah sure." 

It was the perfect chance he thought to carry out his plan. The whole assignment thing was an excuse. The sole reason he came to your house was something else. He got up and went near your dressing table and stood in front of the mirror. He sucked in his index finger and then traced it on the edges of the mirror. Then he went downstairs and did the same in all the mirrors of your house casting a scrying spell on them. So that he can watch over you anytime. 

Madeleine was hovering in between his legs. He lifted her and she was still hissing at him. 

"I thought you were dead because familiars cannot stay alive without their masters." Madeleine purred again. Tom arched his brows amused. 

"Why am I here? You know it very well why am I here Madeleine." She purred. 

"You also know she doesn't belong here and I'm going to take her back to where she actually belongs, to her home."

He heard the unlocking of the bathroom door as Madeleine jumped from his arms and ran away. 

"Sorry for keeping you waiting" 

"It's okay." You both worked together doing a case study on various journals, articles and books you brought from the library. Tom left in the evening though he didn’t want to leave you but he had no other choice.

.......................................

"The power of persuasion always works doesn't it? Was quite easy to get into that Principal and that dumbass Professor's heads." Harrison remarked cockily. 

"Yeah at least now we can be near them and get our work done." Tom agreed.

"So how was your day?" 

"Quite insightful to be honest. Tom exhaled. 

"She has her familiar." 

"What! Madeleine is alive?" 

"Yup, she had been around her all these years protecting her against all possible threats. And keeping her existence hidden from us." 

"That sly cat!" 

"How was your day?"

"It was quite adventurous for me." 

"Don't tell me you did…" 

"No not yet but Jane is totally smitten by me." Harrison stated proudly.

"See Haz we just need Jane to get close to Y/N that's it. Nothing more than that." 

"Yeah, yeah I know and that is what I'm doing, apparently your lady love is having visions from her past life." 

"What?! really??" 

"Yes that is what Jane told me" he shrugged. 

"Now that's a good head start, now she just needs a little push and our work will be done."

"But Harrison please don't get involved with Jane in such a way that she or you have to regret later." he warned.

"I know but if she keeps throwing herself at me how do you expect me to control myself?" he said cockily. 

"Then try to control, you were the one giving me the lecture on that we shouldn't mingle with the mortals then what is this?" 

"Yeah what's the big deal anyways. I don't love her." he replied nonchalantly. 

"But what if she does Haz?"

"Once Jane finds out the truth she will hate me anyways. Let me have some fun dude."

Tom's phone dinged and his eyes lit up seeing the text. 

Y: Hey it's Y/N.. you reached home? 

He replied instantly. 

T: Just did. 

You didn't know what to say next , should you say goodnight? bye? Or just a smiling emoji with heart? no, no, no not heart. You wrote the text and everytime pressed backspace. 

T: You needed something? You were relieved that he texted something back. 

Y: Yeah actually just thinking of if we got something more than the library books I feel they are quite one sided we need to know both sides' stories to come to a conclusion. 

T: I got some books in my house which might be useful. I'll bring them tomorrow at your house. 

Y: Great! See you tomorrow then. Goodnight. 

T: Goodnight love. 

You blushed a little at the last text. 

Your life went through a smooth transition. You got to see more of Tom and Harrison as they became your regular customers at your cafe. You were spending more time with Tom than Cole. Though you both had your reasons Cole was busy training for the upcoming intercollege basketball tournament and you were busy with the project you took up. But you were happy with Tom. How much ever you wanted to go away something pulled you back towards him. He seemed a mystery to you, a mystery you were dying to solve. He intrigued you in many different ways that you couldn't describe. 

"Where did you even get these books? These are just so full of valuable information.'' you turned the pages.

"My mom is an antique curator she bought these from a woman back then."

"Thanks to your mom we are gonna nail this assignment!" You sat next to him at the table. 

''By the way our varsity basketball tryouts are going to happen tomorrow  you and Harrison can totally give it a shot.''

"I don't think I can. Plus your boyfriend seems to have a special dislike for me."

"Cole is just a little bit reserved around new people he will be fine and anyways our team sucks could use some new talents like you"

"Will you come to cheer for us?" 

"Why?" 

"Then I may give it a thought." 

"Maybe who knows?" you said cockily. Your faces were so close, his breath fanning your face. You zoned out looking into his eyes as your gaze dropped to his lips, it looked so tempting, you wondered how they would taste, feel in your mouth. Tom cleared his throat and you were snapped out of the daze moving away from him averting your gaze. Your cheeks heating up at the inappropriate thoughts you were having. The tension in the room was so thick that it could be cut through a knife.

"Uhh I must get going, it's already quite late." he said awkwardly breaking the silence.

"Yeah right." you agreed. Tom got up and you followed him to see him off. As you were passing by the fireplace something dropped from Tom's hand making a metal clinking sound and jumped right into the fire. 

"Oh shit! My ring!" Tom exclaimed. 

"Let me bring water to put out the fire." You offered. 

"No the ring is antique it will rust with slightest contact with water." That was the lamest reason you have ever heard. 

"then how do you wash your hands?"

"I take it off." You still weren't satisfied with the answer but decided not to argue. Taking a deep breath you looked at him furrowing your eyebrows. 

"Is it really that important to you?" 

"Yeah it's a family heirloom." 

"Okay I'll get that for you. But whatever you are about to see just don't freak out ok?" You bent down near the fireplace and were about to put your hand in the raging fire. 

"Wait! What are you doing?!" 

"Getting your ring dumbo! As we can't use water." you sassed.

"But that's fire you'll get burned."

"Trust me I'll be fine." You assured him and put your hand in the burning wood and retrieved his ring easily without a single burn on your hand. A wide smile spread across Tom's face, you passed the test unharmed. What more does he want? He is ready to look like an idiot in front of you to make you realize your true identity. When you turned around he quickly changed his facial expression, his mouth forming an 'o' pretending to be shocked at what you just did. 

"I know just don't tell anyone ok you will be the first one to know except my family."

"I have a condition" you shrugged 

"I have no sense towards anything hot that means fire. But actually I don't get burned either, which nobody is aware of, not even my mother because she is already so worried about me and I don't want her to get stressed out more. You'll be the first one to know. So your silence will be appreciated."

"My lips are sealed." Tom assured you, he was about to take the ring from you but you moved it away. 

"I wouldn't touch it if I were you. It's still hot I guess" You were inspecting the ring and frowned.

"Hey it's quite similar to the one I have." 

"You also have one?" 

"Yeah, see?" you extended your hand showing him your ring. He held your hand. 

"Where did you get this?!" he exclaimed, clutching on to your hand.

"Uh my mother gave it to me." You looked at him awkwardly. He let go of your hand. 

"Oh sorry!" 

"She brought it from the church, said that it's blessed and I should not take it off. Will kind of protect me from what I don't know." You rolled your eyes. 

"Your mother loves you."

"Yeah I know that is why I'm wearing this or else I wouldn't if anyone else asked me to." 

"I think you are being late, you should get going now."

''Yeah bye see you tomorrow during class." Tom left saying that.

………………… 

''I told you Amber would never do anything without any reason and that enchanted ring on Y/N's hand is the proof." 

"Amber was really way ahead of us. But if Y/N's mother gave her that do you think she knows about who Y/N really is?" 

"I believe Y/N's mother knows something that none of us know, she might also know what exactly happened that night before Amber disappeared."

Tom waved his hand across the mirror in his room and your room became clearly visible on it. He smiled like a child glancing at his ring. 

"Can't believe she's actually wearing our engagement ring."

Suddenly you and Cole stumbled into your room. His hands roaming around your body as you kissed frantically, teeth clashing, sloppy and messy kisses. You fumbled with the buttons of his shirt pushing him onto the bed and got up to straddle him around his hips. He sat up propping on his arms, your lips meeting again for a hot kiss, you kept grinding yourself on his crotch. He moaned in the kiss his hands went under your sweatshirt drawing lazy circles on your skin. You took the hint and pulled off your sweatshirt.

"Oh missed this view so much." Cole gasped. 

"Me too." You said biting your lips breathing heavily.

"Thank god your family is out of town."

"Yeah you should actually thank my uncle who got a heart attack so that is why they went to see him." You both giggled sealing your lips together, you couldn't get enough of each other as you grabbed on to each other. 

Tom clenched his jaws while Harrison had a grin plastered on his face as they saw you through the mirror. 

"Damn she really has a crazy sex drive. I don't remember Amber to be so aggressive." Harrison joked. Tom couldn't take it anymore, fuming from inside.

"A little impotence will not harm I guess.'' Tom mumbled something under his breath gazing at the mirror. 

"Mmmph" Cole pulled away from the kiss

"What happened?" You asked with concern. 

"I don't know but I can't get it up." 

"What??" You had a puzzled look in your eyes. 

"I can't get hard" 

"Oh" you got down his lap sitting beside him. 

"Sorry babe." 

"Hey it's okay, it happens sometimes in old age you know, performance issues. It's gonna be fine don't worry." You burst out laughing putting back your sweatshirt on.

"Seriously Y/N it's not funny." He grimaced. 

"Okay I'm sorry, let's cuddle?" You extended your arms pouting . He took them welcomingly. You both laid down. 

"You may be just tired with all the practise. You need rest."You both snuggled close to each other, he ran his fingers through your hair playing with them.

"Are you coming tomorrow?" 

"How can I not? Who else will cheer for my boyfriend huh?" 

"No you are just so busy these days with your project with Tom. I thought.. " You cradled his face in your hands. 

"Hey nothing is more important than you to me, do you understand?" 

"Yes mam." he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. 

You rested your head over his chest, listening to his strong and steady heart beat lulling you to sleep. 

"Man that was savage! Where did your morales go suddenly? " Harrison chuckled.

"We need to severe her bonds with the mortal world." Tom said coldly gritting his teeth

………………………….. 

You had come to cheer for your boyfriend but your eyes were practically glued to that curly haired brunette the whole time. You were shamelessly staring at his chiseled body, rippling with muscles as sweat dripped off them. Never in your life have you had this strong urge to run your hand through someone's body. As for Harrison he looked no less than a Greek God. His tousled golden hair and perfectly sculpted body can take anyone's breath away. Both of them probably gave a hormonal outburst to each and every ovary present in the room watching the game. 

"You're staring." Jane smirked. 

"So are you." You quipped. 

"I don't have a boyfriend."

"It's-- it's a healthy kind of staring you know just appreciating the piece of art his body is nothing sexual." You clarified.

They gave a tough competition to the college team scoring goals after goals surprising each one of you with their skills. After the game got over you went to Cole who was a little upset and rubbed his shoulder comforting him, occasionally stealing glances of Tom who was surrounded by a swarm of girls which made you feel jealous for no reason. 

Harrison headed for the shower room to freshen up. 

"I'll be back." Jane said and went away.

Harrison was still in shower, when Jane came into the room. She walked into the shower. Her lips parted as she inhaled deeply, the site was a turn on for her. The water dripped down his hair softly. And the drops slowly made their way to his body and the perfect abs he had. The water defined his well, organized and obviously worked out body.

"Darling don't you think you are at the wrong place?" He turned grinning. 

"I'm one hundred percent sure that I'm at the right place." Jane said with a sultry voice. His eyes darkened with lust as he pushed her inside the shower. Her back hitting the cold wall. His lips brush her. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. In this minty moment, her senses have been seduced and she could no longer think straight. “Jane” he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. She smiles, her heart fluttering at his voice as she clasps her hands on either side of his face. Never before has her name ever felt so wonderful, she thinks, as she leans in for another… In an instant she pulled away and arched up into his broad chest, moaning in the contact of body heat against my own, before she drew back into his lips. 

"Are you sure about this?" Harrison asked rather breathlessly. Jane hummed in response.

"Words darling."

"Yes Haz I need you."

The next thing she knew, he had slammed his lips to hers and nearly knocked all wind from her lungs.

Jane hardly had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of her lips and, at her grant of access, delved inside her mouth. It was a very sloppy kiss, her arms reached up and tangled around his thick, strong neck. As water trickled down their bodies the dress Jane was wearing sticking to her body Harrison bunched up her dress his fingers went down to rubbing her clothed core eliciting a moan out of her, his other hand gently massaging her boobs. Harrison was already naked and Jane could feel his hard on brushing against her thigh. Harrison lifted her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands grasping onto his shoulders. 

Something raw, primal was in that moment as their senses were clouded with lust and desire. Their bodies craving for each other everything just felt so good. For a brief moment of time Tom's words buzzed in his mind but he couldn't care less. He knew it was wrong he had hated mortals all his life but when it comes to your carnal desires you can't think straight and being a satanic witch amplifies these feelings to another level. Her heart was pure filled with love for him but his was sinful full of darkness. He knows he is eventually going to break Jane's heart once Tom gets you back, he doesn't have to though but some things are better to be forbidden. It makes it more thrilling when you can't have something for a lifetime. 

"I love you." Jane said panting whilst Harrison put her down slowly. 

"Me too." he gave a tight lipped smile and then kissed her softly for one last time. 

.........................................

You were discussing something with Tony and Cole as Jane dropped in after sometime. 

"Hey guys what's up?" 

"Nothing, we are just planning to go clubbing tonight. It has been a long time since we went, need to loosen up a bit." 

"Great! Can Haz  join us?" 

"Haz?" You quirked your eyebrow and suddenly frowned, examining her up and down. 

''Why is your hair wet? And what happened to the dress you were wear…'' Jane gulped, your eyes shifted to Harrison, his hair was wet as well and a cocky grin on his face, you connected the dots immediately as you coughed, clearing your throat awkwardly. 

"Yeah Haz can totally join us, the more the merrier."

“And you too Tom, will be really happy if you come with us.

"Who am I to say no to you, love." Tom quipped.

'Love' never have you ever thought in your life that a single word can be such a turn on for you. Everytime a pet name rolled out of his tongue for you in that ridiculously seductive British accent it sent shivers down your spine. You just wished he keeps on calling you that again and again. Your eyes were fixated at him. You were feeling guilty and annoyed at the current predicament you have got yourself into. One side is your longtime boyfriend whom you were falling out of love slowly on the other side is a man whom you barely know but he has started to live in your mind rent free, he makes your mind go haywire. You felt a certain connection with him. You were startled out of your thoughts when Cole pulled you aside. 

"Why did you invite Tom?" he seethed.

"What is with you and Tom? He's a really good guy Cole, just relax."

"Seriously Y/N how can you be so naive? Don't you see? he's trying to woo you." 

"Am I sensing some male rivalry." You narrowed your eyes mischievously. Cole scoffed, rolling his eyes. 

"You know what life's gotten really boring for me with just one man in my life for the past 15 years. It will be fun to watch two men fighting for me. So best of luck" you joked.

Later in the evening you all met at the local club of the town. As you entered the club Jane pointed out.

"Seriously you have to wear that necklace with everything? It just kills the look girl." Jane remarked pointing to the antique necklace with an amber colored stone pendant on your neck. 

"What choice do I have?" You scoff. "My mom will kill me if I take this off and I've been wearing this since I was 5." You tucked the necklace inside the seam of your dress. 

Harrison and Tom joined in after sometime. 

“Hi darling” Harrison pecked Jane’s cheek.

“Hi babe.” The boys went away to order their drinks.

"Two bourbon neat." You ordered the bartender taking a seat at the bar. 

"So you guys are a thing now?" you quirked your eyebrow. 

"Mind telling me what were two upto today?'' 

"A lady never kisses and tells Y/N."

"Oh I see now things are like that huh?" you smirked.

“Hey no! It’s nothing like that. I’ll tell you everything later.”

"No need I'm not interested in your little sexcapade in the shower rooms anyways" you shrugged having a little sip of your drink. 

“So how’s it been with you and Cole lately?”

“We are good, just a little caught with personal stuff.” your eyes wandered off to Tom checking him out through the rim of the glass.

'' I know you and Cole have been together for all these years but are you really together?"

“What- what makes you say that?!”

“Honey you and Cole claim to be together but you both are so far from each other with no emotional attachment. You really don’t have any problem when he is flirting with other girls.” Jane pointed at his direction.

“Because I’m not a clingy or an over possessive girlfriend we are not engaged or married so let him live his life.” you reasoned.

"Then why aren’t you living yours? You know it's okay if you have started to have feelings for someone else. Y/N the more you try to resist it the more you'll get pulled towards it." you understood whom Jane was referring to and you were baffled at the confrontation. You can’t admit it, not yet because you yourself were confused with your lingering feelings towards Tom.

"You know what you're totally drunk, that is why you are blabbering all this bluff. I'm very happy with Cole and I'm gonna go and dance with my boyfriend." you finished your drink before making your way to the dancefloor. Jane tsked, shaking her head seeing your denial towards your true feelings. You danced to the song playing and smirked when you felt a familiar pair of hands around your waist. Cole turned you around, your hands went on to hold on to his shoulders. You were looking around the club when your eyes went to Tom staring at you. Tom was quite amused at your free spirited nature. You were a totally different person to him right now. A contrasting image of yourself with less inhibitions and raw emotions. Who didn't care much of the world. 

You winked at him, smiling mischievously. He averted his gaze from you flustered. You laughed internally.

Tick Tock starts playing… 

I don't need no other, I'm satisfied

Doing it on my own

Only takes one lover to change your vibe

Ain't that the way it go

"Hey Cole!" Some of his friends called out. 

"Come here man!"

"Yeah coming! Gotta go babe." He pecked your cheeks and left. You huffed on the way he ditched you. 

I don't need nobody, but you on replay

Caught in the memory

When you touch my body and you say my name

Giving me what I need (tick tock, tick tock, tick tock)

You felt a light tap on your shoulder.

"You know if you want I can fill in for your boyfriend. I'm not that bad a dancer."

"Wouldn’t be that bad I guess.” you looked at him with flirty eyes.

Every minute, so lost in it

Like you're in my bed

Every hour, give you power

I'm losing mine instead (tick tock, tick tock)

"You sure your boyfriend will not mind?" you looked at him occupied with some other girls annoying you. 

"Screw him." You said and pulled Tom dangerously close taking his hands and placing them on your waist. You rested your palms on his chest lightly holding on to his jacket. 

24/7 got you on my mind

Think about you all the time

My body wants you night and day

But my head is screaming, "go away" (tick tock, tick tock, tick tock)

You gazed in his hazel brown eyes the purple lights dancing on his face highlighting his features,the alcohol kicking in as you swayed to the beat. Your hands creeping up to his broad shoulders  as you nuzzled your head in the crook of his neck inhaling the intoxicating smell of his cologne. Your head was reeling as you felt so good a warmth creeping inside your heart. You didn't want to let go of him caring less of the fact that Cole is right there in the club with his friends. You felt like you were under some kind of spell. Tom held you close to him placing his hands on your back. Both of you lovedrunk. 

24/7 got you on my mind

Darling, I don't have the time

My body wants you night and day

I'm losing all control of me 

Song continues………. 

………………………… 

"Good for nothing you all are!" Agatha Layman yelled. Zendaya, Laura and Angourie flinched in fear.

"The only job you had was to keep an eye on Thomas that too you couldn't do!" 

"But mother I did everything you asked me to do." Zendaya stated.

"If you did what I had asked you to do then why am I getting to know now that Amber is alive!" 

"What!? That's not possible." Zendaya frowned in disbelief. 

"Yes my dear. She has returned in the form of a human though she has no recollection of her past life nor she has her powers."

"If she has returned and if Tom knows about her then he will do anything to bring her back here." Laura remarked. 

"No, no, no this can't happen. All these years of planning, plotting can't go to waste!'' Agatha paced across the room panicking. 

"The only dream I had was to see you as the high priestess of the coven. And take over this coven and lead the way according to the Dark lord's wishes." She cupped Zendaya's face. 

"Amber has to die and if you girls can't do that then I'll do it myself!"

"Mother, give us one last  chance we will not disappoint you this time." 

"Go then I want that half breed dead." Agatha ordered with a deep menacing voice.

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Meow p2

TV SHOW THE QUEENS GAMBIT

COUPLE BENNY WATTS X READER

RATING SMUT AF

“As my master asks so nicely” I smiled undoing his jeans pulling them quickly down his legs revealing his hard erection as he hadn't bothered with underwear today I licked my lips as I looked at him eagerly “Just relax master” I smiled gently kissing up his throbbing shaft he smirked biting his bottom lip and leaning his head against his chair relaxing into the comfy chair and pleasure of what I was doing to him, I smiled more kitten licking his head 

“Umm you're getting good at that '' He groans. I smirked, taking as much as I could gently sucking as my tongue toyed with his head “Uhh… Kitten. Come on… More!” He groans and I smiled slowly my sucking even more “Ummm kitten." He moans rolling his head against the chair his eyes often rolling back "Ouh oooohh kitten" he groans slightly shifting and sliding his bare feet on the floor his hands moving aloy from being gripped on me to gripped on the chair, to running across his black shirt, to fiddling with his chains, to playing with hair hair almost as if his hands and mouth was his way of expressing the pleasure he felt "uughhhhhh kitten, kitten!" He groans 

There was a knock at the door which puzzled me I didn't want to move or so anything frozen as it stopped knocking

"Wh- who is it?" Benny asked trying not to moan as I continued to gently suck 

"Mr lancet!" A voice called back

"Ohh fuck… that's my landlord" he whispered I smiled innocently and continued hard sucking and licking all over him "uummmm- I uhh give me a sec just got out the shower!" He yelled back

"Take your time" the man behind the door replied 

"Ummm I'm not sure I can kitten," he gasped quietly "not before he gets mad" I simply have him my most cute innocent eyes moving my head up and down "ummmmm kitten, stop. Master has to go do...master things" he warns "uhh just let me go and I'll come right back to my kitten I promise" 

I speed up pumping what I couldn't fit into my mouth

"Uhh uughhh… ughh okay! Your past the point of no return, uughhh make master cum kitten" he whispered biting hard on his bottom lip moving his hips and chest around the chair running his hands all over himself and me shutting his eyes in pleasure as he tries so hard not to be loud until his his bucked deep inside my mouth filling my mouth with his seed and collapsing against the chair "ummmm good girl kitten, now. Master has stuff to do" he says getting up pulling his pants up so I swallowed and wiped my mouth sitting in the chair nuzzling with it as he went to the door letting the older man in "sorry mr lancet, you uhhh caught me at a bad moment" Benny answered trying not to blush 

"It's no problem, the rents due Mr watts" he says 

"Course yeah, I'll grab it for you" Benny answered going to sort it out 

"Who is Young lady?' he asked 

"Oohh uhhh that's my… freind" Benny answered

"Does she have a name?"

"Y/n, Mr lancet, mr lancet y/n" Benny explained 

"Need I clarify about subletting Mr Watts?"

"Sub let- oohh no no no she doesn't live here. She just stays over some nights and hangs out every so often" 

"A believe the word your looking for is girlfriend"

"Yeah… she's my girlfriend" Benny blushed "I was uhh thinking about possibly adding her" he said rather quietly "you where thinking about it right y/n?"

"I was" I smiled

"Update me if you do" he says taking the rent and heading out so Benny quickly locked the door 

"cosy?" Benny asks coming over and I nodded he pulled me off the seat and sat down himself pulling me back to sit on his lap "Maybe I should let you live with me… Maybe I should keep you as my little pet” He smirked 

"Maybe you should," I smiled nuzzling close to him 

"Pass me my notebook kitty cat, I had a thought about the last tournament" he says so I passed him the book 

"Do you always get chess revolutions after you cum?"

"Usually yeah" he shrugs 

"Maybe I should make you cum more often then" I smiled 

"Well I wouldn't be apposed kitten" he smirked putting his book down having noted what he needed to wrapping his arms around me tighly so not an inch of us was apart 

"Meow" I smiled innocently rubbing my nose in his own he then did something that puzzled me he made a sound not to unlike a growling cat but it didn't sound right before giving my lips a kiss 

"What?"

"What the hell kinda noise was that?" I asked 

"... I thought I'd make like a sexy cat noise back to your meow. I thought I was on to something with that?'

"No Benny. You where not"

"Oh, why do you act like a cat? For sexy stuff? Is that a weird fetish or something?"

"You tell me I meow and lick you and you get a Bonner so" I shrug 

"I don't know there's something innocent and cute about calling you kitten and you meowing at me when you wanna play with me" he explained "do you like me being your master?"

"Very much master" I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck 

"Ummm say it again kitten" he smirked 

"I like my master very much" I smiled rubbing my nose on his own 

"Umm I like my kitten very much" he smirked pulling my lips to his aggressively kissing me I kissed back in our lustfull state for what felt like hours of making out on his chair "ummmm I wanna be inside you so bad kitten" he groans running his hand across the curve of my arse 

"Well why don't you?" I smiled giving his lips little kisses 

"You know why not, I don't have any protection. I wouldn't wanna get my kitten pregnant now would I?"

"But kitten wants masters cock inside her"

"Umm does she, next time I go out. I'll get some, I promise' he says 

I had borderline moved in with Benny at this point and I enjoyed it very much he was out doing something I wasn't sure what he hasn't said he was already gone when I got up so I had tidied up and sorted out until I heard the door open

"Aww good morning kitty cat" he smiled as he shut the door going over to the kitchen to put some bags down 

"Good morning Benny" I whine 

"What's the matter?"

"I got all sad when I got up and you weren't here" I whine cuddling him

"Awww I know, I'm sorry kitty cat. I had to get off early and I didn't want to wake you. I kinda hoped I'd be back before you woke up but shopping took longer then I thought" he explained going and getting off his jacket and hat and such "you know I don't like leaving without a good morning kiss kitty" he says so I smiled giving him a little kiss "and without something else I usually get in the morning" he smirked grinding his hips against me a little 

"Ohh?"

"Umm you've spoilt me kitten, every morning he gets excited thinking his Kitty's going to come play with him' he smirked leaning against the kitchen counter "uhh I've been hard all day for you kitten" he groans undoing his jeans exposing his rock hard erection 

"Would my master like his usual attention?"

"Very much so kitten" he smirked so I smiled 

"Meow" I giggled licking his nose he licked my nose back making me giggle before I moved to my knees trying to look as sexy as I could kissing up and down his shaft

"Uuuhhh uuummm Give master what he needs kitten" he groans I innocently giggled before taking as much of him as I could pumping what wouldn't fit swirling my tounge and sucking hard "uughhh uuuuhuhh ughh kitten! Uhhh I'm already close… ummmm thinking about your sexy mouth all day, throbbing with how much I've missed you kitten" he groans "kitten… do that thing master likes" he begs playing with my hair "you know what" he smirked so I hollow my cheeks and move my head back and forth sucking each time he was deep in my mouth "ooohhh yeah that's my girl" he groans "uuuuuhhh uuughhhhh uhh uuuummmm uuhh!" He groans in his desperation "fuck yes! Kitten!" He moaned pushing as deep in my mouth as he could filling me with his seed before he pulled out my mouth not even giving me time to lick him clean as he did his jeans back up "ummmm let me see" he growled

I innocently looked up at Benny my legs slightly apart my hand on my thigh gracing under my skirt to tease him more, opening my mouth letting him see his cum on my tounge "uuummm such a good little kitten okay. Go on swallow" he smirked so I swallowed every last drop "bedroom. Now" he orders picking me up to my feet pressing himself completely against me

"Why benny?" I giggled

"Because" he smirked getting something from his pocket "masters gonna fuck his kitten" he smirked showing the handful of condoms "go on pet. Master will be there in a minute" he smirked slapping my butt and pushing me towards the bedroom

"meow" I smiled wiggling my butt at him as I headed into the bedroom...

[tae-cup]

Welcome To Wonderland | JHS Oneshot

Inspired by: Anson Seabra’s “Welcome to Wonderland”

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Summary: You’ve spent the last five years down the rabbit hole, lost in his eyes, now, you only see him in your dreams. 

Warnings: N/A, ANGST, but also lots of fluff!

Word Count: 6.3k (honestly the most I’ve written, I don’t know how or why this got so long).

A/N: Should I make this a series??? I’m really tempted. stay safe, wash your hands, and please help me gain motivation to do life. 

Sneak Peak: “We all have to grow up some day, Hoseok. You can join me or stay here in your cruel little fantasy.”

Other: Masterlist

Dancing through a dream Underneath the stars Laughing 'til the morning comes Everyone that leaves has a heavy heart Oh, Wonderland I love 

“She’s criminally insane.” The doctor spoke to your mother, tapping her pen against the clipboard as if you couldn’t hear her. They stood outside the small room’s door, though it felt more like a jail cell. Your mother spoke in a hushed whisper, as if she didn’t want to admit that her perfect daughter was going insane. It wasn’t even your fault! 

“What do you mean?” Your mother’s voice was incredulous. 

“She’ll be here until she’s deemed stable.” You could almost hear the smile on the cruel doctor’s face. “Don’t worry, we’ll get those silly little illusions out of her head soon enough.” 

You cringed, hands going to your head. You shut your eyes, shaking your head violently. No, no, no, I don’t want you to take him away from me. Memories of the handsome Mad Hatter filled your mind. He would tip his hat and wink, smiling his signature smile. There was a hint of madness in his eyes, but it was always your kind of madness. 

Five years. They said you were gone for five hours. Five years, you were gone five years. Your insistence had them worried, but your screams as they pulled you away from the woods were what brought you to the institution for the criminally insane.

The light seemed so harsh compared to the magical land of wonderland. The sunlight beat you down in the pure white room, reflecting off every surface and making your eyes hurt. You shifted on the hard bed, throwing your forearm over your eyes in an attempt to escape your fate. 

You heard your mother’s heels clacking away farther down the hall. There was a rapping at the door. When you didn’t respond, the door slowly opened. The doctor filed into the room along with two other nurses. One nurse held a metal tray with a small plastic cup and a glass of water. The other had a needle filled with clear liquid. The doctor had a clipboard, her lips were pressed into a thin line, a displeased look on your face. You scrambled away, pulling your legs to your chest as you pushed yourself into the farthest corner of the bed. 

“Y/N.” The doctor dropped the kind tone she had with your mother. Her words were cold, calculating. “You have been diagnosed as criminally insane, thus, I will need to run some tests. These drugs are to help you sleep without those little...dreams of yours.” 

“NO!” You cried out, rocking back and forth slowly. “I don’t want them to go away, please.” 

The doctor sighed, tapping her clipboard with her pen. She stepped aside, gesturing to the other nurses. The one with the tray had blonde hair and a stern expression. The other nurse may have the needle, but you were more terrified of the one with the tray. Her face mimicked the queen of hearts in ways you never wanted to see again. The nurse with the needle had a warm smile, just like the cheshire cat. Subtly unsettling, but not entirely creepy. 

“Honey, these will help you sleep.” The blonde explained, a lack of emotion to her voice. It was unnerving. 

“And what’s that?” You shakily pointed to the needle. 

“Just a little something to take away the dreams.”

You tensed immediately. 

“I’m not taking that.” You said quickly, your eyes darted between the nurses and doctor. “I’ll take the pills, but I refuse the injection.” 

The doctor stared at you blankly. She had never had a patient who flat out refused medication and in such a firm way. This girl would look to be absolutely sane if it weren’t for those hallucinations. The woman finally conceded, dipping her head and shooing the cheshire cat nurse out of the room. You decided to refer to her as Cheshire in honor of your unlikely friend. 

 The other one would be referred to as Queenie in regards to the mad queen who gave you hell in wonderland, but was ultimately a force of good. You found that you missed even her, that fiery devil. 

You swallowed the two pills and then curled back up in your corner. Your hands went over your heart, frowning at the dull ache in your chest. 

~Welcome to Wonderland ~Look where you're at ~Maddest of hatters ~The Cheshire Cat ~Magical cabins and lovely white rabbits with clocks

5 years ago

“Mr. puffles?” You called out to the stubborn cat, blue dress swishing behind you. You bent down, not caring about the dirt as you searched the bushes. There was a quiet meow that sent you farther into the woods, away from the brilliant manor. There was a soft melody, a ringing in your ears. It was enticing, it called to you. 

You found yourself wandering deeper into the woods. You felt this pull, a tug, a push, to venture farther into the darkness. The sun was beginning to set. While usually you would feel anxious to be out in the woods alone as it got dark, you found yourself drawn in more. You felt perfectly safe like nothing would harm you. It was a silly notion, but you were known to follow your impulses. 

There was a rustle in the bushes and you saw the shadow of a cat’s tail before it slipped away. 

“Mr. Puffles?” You called again. The smallest meow came from your left. You raced after it, grasping the flowing ends of your dress in your hands. This was a hunt and you refused to trip unnecessarily. 

“Ugh! You tricky little fur demon.” You cursed, pursing your lips. As the woods fell silent, you turned in a half circle, realizing how dark it had gotten. Then you realized that the woods were massive and you could no longer see any feasible path. You turned in circles, chuckle madly to yourself. This must be some cruel trick; to lure you out on your curiosity and then leave you stranded. Somehow, you didn’t feel scared in the slightest. 

There was another rustle, but then it was followed by several others. You trekked slowly after the noises, careful of your flats that were your only footwear. 

“Hello?” You whispered. The noise still echoed loudly against the peaceful forest. You didn’t feel out of place in these woods. 

“Hello.” Your voice echoed, but it sounded more masculine. 

“Who are you?” You felt the hairs on the back of your neck raise. 

“Who are-” The voice said back, far away and distant. Then you heard the crackle of leaves behind you. You turned to see a tall man step out from behind a tree. “-you?” He said clearly. 

In his eyes you could only see darkness and perhaps something else. His hair was draped over one side of his face, the rest covered by a red velvet top hat. His suit jacket was also red velvet and his pants were a dark black. 

“Where did you come from? How did you get over there?” You cried, scrambling away from the intimidating man. He had a wide smile on his face and you couldn’t help thinking he looked extremely handsome. 

“Magic.” He splayed his white gloved fingers. There was a spark of mischief in his eyes. You wanted to step closer, examine him, but you stayed where you were. 

“What’s your name?” You bit your lip, looking around at your surroundings as the forest slowly gave away to the darkness. 

“Now, now, sweet rabbit, you’ll find out soon enough. First tell me yours.” 

“I’m-” 

You were cut off from speaking to the mysterious man when a voice called your name. You whipped around, eyes searching the forest. You were sure no one had followed you in or even seen you leave the manor. Your eyes narrowed suspiciously. There wasn’t something right about that voice, though you clearly could place it as your mother’s. Your mother would never dirty her dress to come out looking for you. 

“Do you know who that is?” The man tilted his head, a frown adorning his face. He looked puzzled, but there was something akin to fear that seemed to shake his body. He looked on the fritz, maybe a little crazy. My kind of crazy. You thought pleasantly to yourself. 

“No, well, yes.” You murmured. This man made you feel safe, whatever was out there, did not. Yes, he had just magically appeared, but once again, you felt that tug. You gave in this time, more scared of whatever was calling your name behind you. Something that isn’t your mother. You stepped closer, cringing as you heard the loud crack of twigs beneath your feet. The man looked amused at your attempts to stay quiet, though he eyed the treeline warily. 

“What do you mean, no and yes?” He raised an eyebrow. 

You stepped close enough that you were less than an arms reach away. Thoughts of your cat subsided and even thoughts of that thing acting as your mother drifted away. His eyes were like deep whirlpools of emotion with the glint of madness, insanity. You felt your breath taken away as you peered into his eyes. You could tell he was experiencing the same thing because he sharply inhaled. 

“I mean, mystery man,” You said quietly, suddenly looking behind you, sensing something watching, no, stalking, you. You gently grasped his sleeve and he automatically moved to let you in closer. He felt this inexplicable urge to protect you, to touch you. He had attraction to other people before, but never this intensely. “That thing, out there, may sound like my mother, but,” You gnawed at your bottom lip. “It is not my mother.”

He took in a deep breath. Those damn parasites always crawled through these woods. The man nodded, velvet hat shifting on top of his black hair. 

“Dream catchers.” He murmured, then he cursed as he saw a movement. He turned to you, grasping your hands tightly. He leaned in, breath fanning across your face. “Love, you and I need to run.”

Your heart beat quickened. “Run? Run where?” You whispered softly, already feeling adrenaline pumping through your veins as the crackling in the woods came closer. 

“Would you like to go on an adventure, rabbit?” He looked at you with such fondness that you found yourself nodding before you could think. “Good.” 

Then there was a loud howl a little ways away. The man’s eyes widened, intertwining your hands and taking off in the other direction. You held back a squeal as he dragged you along. Your legs pumped to exhaustion as you tried your best to keep up with his long legs. You studied him, taking your mind off the creature’s huffing behind you and the lungs struggling for breath inside you. 

The man had handsome features, truly beautiful. A sloped nose, high cheek bones, cupid’s bow shaped lips. His back is strong, legs long, body slim. Absolutely enchanting. You fought the blush creeping up your face. Now is not the time. 

“What’s-What’s your name.” You huffed, struggling for air. He only then seemed to notice your plight. He looked behind you before slowing down to a walk. He took a turn, ducking behind a rock. Then you noticed you were surrounded by a bunch of random stones all surrounding a hole in the ground. You craned your neck, seeing a never ending pit of darkness. The moonlight illuminated only a few feet inside and the dark seemed to go on and on. 

He sharply inhaled, tugging you to his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around you, trying to shrink your two figures behind the rock. There was a scampering sound and you hoped your heart wasn’t beating as loud as you thought it was. Blood rushed through your ears, chest rising and falling. You tried to calm your breathing. He glanced down at you worriedly as you clamped your hand over your mouth. The steps stopped and you heard a sniffing sound. After a few tense moments, it disappeared howling and scampering deeper into the forest. 

You let out a shaky breath and the man frowned at you. 

“Are you alright?” He gripped your shoulders tightly. 

“I’m...I’m okay.” Your voice was far too timid to properly convince him and you knew it. You cleared your throat. “What’s your name?” You asked firmly. 

“Hoseok.” The man, Hoseok, smiled widely. He didn’t seem out of breath whatsoever and you fought to keep from whining. It was so unfair that he was beautiful and fit. He was taller than you, your eye level coming up to his nose. 

“I’m Y/N.” You breathed, fingers curling in and out. “How did you find me? Why am I here?” 

“There hasn’t been a true visitor to these woods in years.” He chuckled. “And I brought you here, to the edge of your world and the start of mine,” He gestured to the hole in the ground. “Because you’re like me. You don’t belong in the above world and you haven’t for a long time.” 

You took a step back. He smiled painfully at you. 

“God, you’re here to murder me aren’t you?”

“If I wanted to murder you, I would have left you to the dream catchers and not saved you.” 

“Oh wow, that’s re-ensuring.” You grumbled. He chuckled at that. Hoseok then grasped your hands. 

“You said you wanted to go on an adventure. Join me, where you belong.” His voice was hushed, his words almost intimate. 

“And where do I belong?” 

“With me.” Then he cleared his throat when you flushed a bright red. “In wonderland.” He amended. 

“You’re insane.” 

“Only the best kind.” He started tugging you towards the hole. “I see it in your eyes too. Come.” His words were like a command. 

It wasn’t like you had anything to go back to. Your father wanted you to get married, your mother was a controlling witch. Your siblings were such good children, always following the rules and accomplishing great things. 

“Okay.” You relented. What harm could there be in a little fun? You bent and tied your dress ends around your legs to create some weird pants-dress-combo. 

He flashed you a winning smile. 

“Follow my lead.” He tipped his hat before stretching his arms and jumping backwards into the hole. You shrieked, scrambling to look over the edge. He laughed, then he disappeared, the scream cutting off abruptly. 

“Hoseok?!” You called, your voice bouncing off the walls of the hole. Silence. The wind whistled in your ears. You found yourself backing away from the hole, your fear taking over. Then you heard the low growl of something behind you. The dream catchers. You looked between the beast before you and the hole behind you. Only one held certain death. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” 

You took a few steps back and then leapt into the hole, your screams ripped away by the wind rushing past your ears. Suddenly the wind stopped and you felt yourself floating. Down down down to the ground like a soft caress. 

“Y/N, I got you.” 

You recognized that voice, drifting into the arms of someone waiting. The person is warm, the person is nice, the person is safe. Your eyes flew open. 

“Hoseok!” You cried, tears slipping out at the familiar face. You flung your arms around his neck and he stiffened suddenly before awkwardly patting your back. 

“Are you alright? You were gone for a while.” He set you down, now back to your usual weight. “We were scared you weren’t jumping.”

“It was only a few seconds.” You huffed, tilting your head in confusion. “And what do you mean we?” 

You stepped back and he chuckled, moving aside. “Welcome to the family, Y/N.” 

Five sets of eyes were on you. Five smiles widened at your sight. And five new people became your family. Another lingered in the background, white armor shining.

~Welcome to Wonderland ~Where should we go? ~There's a tea party along down the road ~Make an appearance and maybe they'll sing us a song 

Four Years Ago

“Hoseok!” You shouted, running around the house, throwing open any cupboards you saw. 

“What?” The mad hatter’s voice called from outside. You didn’t respond, furiously searching for the tea set you wanted to use for today’s daily tea party. You heard a huff of annoyance and a sly smile made its way onto your face. 

“What.” The voice was closer and you already knew he was standing in the doorway, probably leaning in the door frame with a wicked smile. 

“Did you see that tea set, the one with the cherry blossoms on them?” You said innocently. You turned around and, as always, he took your breath away. 

“Yeah, they’re over here.” He reached over you. If he noticed you gawking, he didn’t mention it. He was wearing that red velvet suit that he had been wearing when you first met him. It was still by far his most dashing look. You had seen him in every color of the rainbow, but red always suited him so well. He took down the set and placed it on a tray. You tried to take it from him, but he dodged easily. 

You gave a little shout, annoyed at his foolishness. “Hoseok! Just. Let. Me-” 

You struggled to grab the tray back, but he simply turned the other direction, marching out of the kitchen. He smiled and you pouted, following him sullenly. 

“Be patient, my little rabbit.” He set down the tray and you both went about setting out the cups and saucers. You had been living with Hoseok the past year and things had gone better than okay. From smoking with the caterpillar to escaping the rage of the Red Queen, you had your handful of adventures. You made an effort not to mention the Red Queen however. 

Hoseok always went cold, his gaze hardening, whenever you brought up his dear friend. 

“He wasn’t always this way, you know?” He looked away sadly. “Maybe he would have even come for tea if he could gain the sanity.” 

“What happened to him?”

Hoseok turned to you, thinking for a moment. “You know how things makes sense to you and I down here?”

You nodded. 

“Well, he wasn’t...he wasn’t meant to be down here. His truth, is up there.” He pointed to the ceiling, to your old world. “He accidentally fell in as a teenager and Wonderland doesn’t treat those from your world kindly. He’s been losing sanity for a while.” He sighed. “I’m surprised he held on for so long.” 

“So he’ll return to normal if he goes back to my world?”

“That’s the theory. We’ve tried to convince him, but he was too far gone, screaming about ‘off with their heads!’ and painting roses red. Then he shunned us, saying if we ever came back to dethrone him, he’d have our heads.” He shook his head sadly. “What’s heartbreaking is that he was completely serious. If you looked him in the eye, you could see he’d gone completely insane.”

Wonderland was a scary place, but the way it worked made sense to you. You glanced anxiously at the clock that was always set three hours ahead. It was almost time for your guests to arrive. 

Yoongi, the Cheshire cat always arrived early in comparison to the Caterpillar known as Jin. Then the others would file in. Jungkook, the white rabbit, was always off about being late, despite being perfectly on time. Then Namjoon, the march hare would try his best to calm down the youngest. Jimin, the ever divine white queen, would arrive exactly on the dot. The usual commotion occured. Yoongi was grinning devilishly at Jungkook, fanning the fire of chaos. Jungkook was bouncing off the walls with energy, stammering about being late. Namjoon pressed a hand to Jungkook’s shoulder to calm him down and started giving a stern talking to to Yoongi. Jin hung back, either high or tired, one or the other. You chuckled at the madness, the ruckus feeling like home. 

You frowned at the clock. Your special guest should arrive any minute and you didn’t want to overwhelm him. It was a stupid idea, really, but nonetheless, he had replied ‘yes’. You ushered the boys into the backyard. They all settled into their usual spots. Hoseok at the head, your seat reserved to his right, Yoongi appearing in the spot to his left. Next to Yoongi, Jimin took his place and Jin sluggishly sat next to your empty spot. Usually, you would also sit, but you had more important matters to attend to. You knew that if Hoseok, or any of the others for that matter, had known of your plan, they would have stopped you. 

Namjoon took a place next to Jungkook beside Jin. 

“Rabbit?” Hoseok looked at you expectantly. It was a Wonderland rule that you can’t start the tea party until all members have sat. “The tea’s getting cold, what’s wrong?” 

You shifted uncomfortably. Should you tell them? You glanced behind you. Through the sliding glass doors you could see a figure walking to the door. The steps were slow and purposeful and you knew who it was. Your guest. You took a deep breath. 

“Sorry, hatty,” You mumbled. “But I have another guest.” 

“Another-” Jin started, suddenly pulled from his quiet state. 

“-Guest?” Jimin finished, a pretty smile on his face. 

The boys exchanged a look. Jungkook had stopped moving around restlessly and Jimin’s smile seemed forced. Even Hoseok looked perplexed. 

“Who is it, dear?” Hoseok finally asked. There was a loud knock on the door. You sheepishly rubbed your neck. 

“Ah! They’re here.” You rushed to the front door, slamming open the glass sliding doors harshly. 

You opened the door. 

The Red Queen stepped into your living room. 

Some might wonder why you called him the Red Queen. You could never explain why, it just made sense. That was Wonderland logic, after all. 

“Taehyung.” You dipped your head a little. You had actually met him before he went completely insane, just once. Now that he was standing in front of you, he didn’t seem insane at all. He seemed normal, in fact, maybe a little tired. He flashed you a small smile. 

“Thank you for inviting me, Y/N. It’s quite the honor.” His voice was deep and soothing. 

“They might be a little surprised, I didn’t tell them you’d come.” You and him had met once before. That’s when he was still sane. 

“You seem to be far from home.” A smug voice said behind you. You turned so fast you almost sprained your ankle. You studied the tall man in front of you, his lips pressed together to form a tight smile. Maybe even then, he was struggling with sanity. “What brings you to Wonderland? You certainly aren’t from around here.” 

You smiled, feeling at ease around him. 

“I’m from the other world, technically, but Wonderland is my home now.” You leaned against the railing, gazing up at the stars. The night sky was always fascinating in Wonderland; a plethora of colors painting a dark canvas. 

“Interesting.” He murmured, taking a place beside you. “People here refer to me as the Red Queen, but you can call me Taehyung.” He shifted to look at you and you tore your eyes away from the beautiful sky to view a beautiful man. 

“The Red Queen, hm?” You tilted your head a little. You remembered Hoseok’s warning. To stay away, he’s unstable, with the ability to be more insane than any other Wonderlandian. However, as you stood next to him, he didn’t seem threatening in the slightest. “I like Taehyung better.” 

He lets out a laughed, propping his elbow up on the railing and tracing the carvings with his finger. “You sound just like Hoseok.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Well, I live with Hoseok so I wouldn’t be surprised.” 

His eyes widened slightly. “So you’re the girl he won’t shut up about.” He laughed, scratching the back of his head. “If he’s told you anything about my sanity, he’s right.” 

You were taken aback. “What?”

“Yeah, it’s true.” He sighed, turning his attention to the sky. “Listen, you need to help me, if I’m ever past the point of sanity.” 

You nodded slowly at his words, wondering why he was seeking your help, but you knew you would do everything in your power to help him if he so needed it. 

Maybe it was already happening? To him, there were more colors than there actually were. To him, all the white roses were mocking him and needed to be painted red. To him, people looked better without their heads. 

There was an audible scraping of metal chairs through grass. Hoseok immediately went to you, tugging you away from Taehyung. 

“What do you think you’re doing?” He hissed in your ear. 

“Mending a bond that needs to be mended.” You shrugged. “Maybe you could convince him to go back.” 

Hoseok sighed, dropping your wrist. The others glanced around. Jungkook was shaking. 

“Y/N. You need to be more carefully. I thought I already went over how he won’t listen, it’s too late for him.” 

“I’ll go back.” 

Your hushed whispers stopped instantly. Taehyung shifted uncomfortably, smoothing his casual clothes down absentmindedly. 

“It’s my time.” Taehyung stepped forward. “But please let me have tea with you first.” 

“Hey! It was an accident!” Jimin cried, sending the table into hysterics. Taehyung had his signature boxy smile on and Hoseok felt his heart clench. It had been so long since they’d seen that. Still, you could tell something was different about the younger boy. He had this hollow sound to his laugh and some of his smiles seemed forced. 

“Taehyung.” You interrupted the conversation, cringing at how quickly the mood changed. No one had dared interact directly with him, or when they did, they would refer to him as ‘Queenie’. 

“Yeah?” His voice was soft. 

“Is something wrong?” 

There was a long pause. Then he let out a shaky breath and the table stalled, waiting for him to start. 

“Of course.” He mumbled. “I’m leaving behind my family.” His head sunk low. 

You frowned, heart beating out for him. You understood his feelings. You felt your heart cracking at the mere thought of leaving Hoseok and the others. You gently reached across the table, and it was a bit of a stretch, and intertwined your fingers. 

“I know, Tae, but this isn’t where you belong. You belong up there.” You looked up towards the sky. “It tears us apart to see you doing this to yourelf, please.” You whispered. 

He looked away, ashamed. “I’m fighting everyday. Is it so wrong to just want to be with you guys?”

“We belong to different worlds, Tae.” Hoseok stood and walked over, crouching beside the boy. “It’s time to go home.” 

Taehyung began sobbing, breaking down the facade of the immortal queen and Hoseok held him, wrapping him into a tight hug. You felt yourself coming undone as well, tears streaming down your face. No one could replace him, there would always be a hole. 

“I love you guys.” He whimpered. Then a bright light overtook your vision and he was gone. 

You were stunned, confusion twisting your features, your nose red and eyes puffy. 

“There is no way to leave wonderland, you have to truly be ready to let it go. That’s why I said it was too late for him.” Hoseok sighed, trying to ignore the lump in his throat. He was going to miss that kid. Then he went over to you and kissed your forehead. “Don’t cry, love, he’s where he belongs now.”

Three Years Ago

“How’d you sleep?” His voice was muffled from where his face was pressed into your back. 

“Good.” You croaked, having just woken up. You turned to face him. “But I slept even better with you.” 

Hoseok immediately reddened, burying his face into your neck. “Rabbit, you can’t do this to me, I just woke up.” He chuckled, the vibrations against your neck making you hum. 

It was a lazy morning. In Wonderland, Hoseok’s job was to make sure the daily tea parties were going smoothly, it was his business. The earliest client he had was supposed to be at 10 A.M. 

You glanced at the cuckoo clock on the wall, waiting for it’s ear piercing screech that notified you that it was time to get a move on. five minutes. 

You began to move, preparing yourself for the loss of his warmth. He groaned. 

“Wait.” He slurred, still drowsy. 

“Hatty, love, you need to get up in five minutes.” You brushed your hands through his hair. 

“I still have five minutes.” You felt him frown against your skin. With a chuckle you pull him away and caress his cheek with your hand. 

“I love you, you know that?” You kissed his nose. He laughed a little, moving to look you better in the eye. 

“I love you too, my little rabbit.” 

It was mornings like these that made you want to stay in Wonderland forever. Mornings like these made you wish to be nowhere else but in his arms. It was mornings like these that made Hoseok want to kiss you silly. He wanted to keep you by his side forever. You belonged here, with him. He didn’t know what he would do with himself if you left him, if anything happened to you. To put it simply, he was helplessly in love with you, and so were you with him. 

Lost in each other’s gaze, the soft morning sun shining through the curtains, you resisted the urge to kiss him again. You leaned in, he leaned in. You shut your eyes, he shut his. Then the cuckoo clock screeched its way through the quiet. 

With a groan, he rolled onto his back and you giggled. He sighed loudly. “Can’t we just get a new clock? It sounds like someone’s being murdered every morning.” He shivered and stood, the sheets shifting. You missed the warmth already. 

One Year Ago

“I don’t understand.” His voice was hollow. “Where are you going?”

You were walking down the dirt path looking up at the sky, searching for a fissure, a seam, any sign of the world above. 

“Hoseok.” You turned on your heel, almost bumping into his chest when he pulled to a sudden halt. “How did you find me? You said that you couldn’t leave unless you truly wanted to and even then if you tried to come back, you’d get lost, unable to come back.”

His smile was pained, hand reaching out to brush your cheek, but you took a step back. 

“Magic.” He murmured weakly. 

“Oh stop with your stupid magic.” You spat. Over the past two years things had changed drastically. A seed of doubt had been planted a year ago and now it had blossomed. “You’re a grown man, are you not?” 

“Yes.” His expression was blank and that was so much worse than anger or sadness. You crossed your arms. 

“I want to go back.”

His face dropped. “No, no, no. Y/N.” His voice shook. “Come on, let’s talk about this. You belong here, you’ll go insane, like Taehyung, if you go back now.”  He reached out, grasping your wrists before you could pull away. 

“Hoseok, how long have you been lying to me? Did you know?” 

“Know?” 

“This place is dying because of me. I don’t belong here, you used your ‘magic’ to trick me into feeling safe! Like a total creep!” You were in hysterics. “I’m going insane.”

“Join the club, rabbit.” His lips quirked into a small smile, but you could tell it was forced. “And I swear I didn’t do anything, who told you this?” 

“That doesn’t matter!” It was that damn white knight. “If you didn’t do anything, and if I belong here, why the hell do I feel like I’m going fucking insane!” You shouted, tugging at your hair. 

“That’s just a general side effect of Wonderland.” He stepped forward, you stepped back. It was like a cruel dance. 

“We all have to grow up some day, Hoseok. You can join me or stay here in your cruel little fantasy.” You said bitterly. 

You wanted to cry. This isn’t how you wanted it to end. You wanted to slip out while he was asleep, leaving him with good memories. He woke up when you accidentally bumped into the table in the dining room. You didn’t belong here, not anymore. The man you loved was standing here begging you to stay, but your gut was screaming at you to go. Something had changed in Wonderland and you were blaming it on yourself. The white knight had whispered dirty secrets and cruel words while Hoseok was unaware.

“I’m sorry.” You choked out. Then you saw light starting to take your body away. “Wait! Wait no! I’ve changed my mind!” You cried out, trying to stop the slow burn. Hoseok’s eyes widened. 

“No..No, this shouldn’t be able to happen. Wonderland should listen to your cries.” He rushed to you as you sank to the floor, begging yourself to stay in Wonderland, to stay with him. He held you as your body turned to golden dust. He stayed there, knowing this was the prophecy. This was what was supposed to happen, but he didn’t know it would be so soon. 

“Why is my time up, why is my time over with you?” He sobbed out in anguish. 

“You can see her again.” 

He stood, looking around for that stupid white knight. 

“You can bring her back, she can be with you. You just need to sacrifice something, something precious.” 

He watched the shining white armor appear out of thin air. Hoseok narrowed his eyes, swiping at the tears rolling down his face. 

“How?”

Present

His eyes were like galaxies. His smile is as bright as the day. His face is fading from memory. The pills washing away the details. Cured. You’re almost cured.

You opened your eyes. Cold light filtered through the tall and slim window in your room. It reminded you of a jail cell. You were propped against the door as the night before came reeling back to you. You had clawed and screamed at the door, begging not to be drugged up again. 

You don’t understand! I want to see him again, let me have these memories! You sobbed. 

The nurses smiled sweetly, like a parent listening to their child ramble on. 

You surveyed the claw marks on the door, almost proud of your work. Then you stood sluggishly. Every day you found less and less motivation to get up and move. You could barely remember his name. 

Then you saw movement out of the corner of your eye. You went to the window and peered out. There was someone out there, waving frantically. You tilted your head. He looked familiar, but you weren’t sure if you should trust him. 

“Y/N!” How does he know your name?

You wanted to turn back around and go to sleep, slipping into the serenity of your memories, trying desperately to make those touches real again. You started to turn away and the man started shouting louder. When you turned back around, he was gone. Great, now you were actually going insane. 

The door clicked open and you didn’t turn around. 

“Hurry up and just inject that stuff in me already.” You sighed, utterly defeated. 

“I’m not here to stick any needles in you.” 

Your eyes widened, turning around at the familiar voice. You just couldn’t put your finger on it. Who was he? 

“Who are you?!” You cried, scrambling across the room. The man looked oddly hurt. 

“See, this is why you’re not meant to be here. It’s making your mind fuzzy. I’m Taehyung, also known as the Red Queen.” 

What? 

“Why are you a queen when you’re a guy?” You tilted your head. 

“Oh, Rabbit, what did they do to you?” He sighed. “This used to make sense to you.” He grasped your arm. “Please, there’s someone here to see you.” 

“Who?” You narrowed your eyes. 

“Why don’t you just follow me?” He had this spark of mischief in his eyes and you couldn’t say no. 

Down the stairs, sneak around the corner, avoid the guards. Easy. Soon enough, you’re outside, the short gates that circle the gardens being the only thing separating you from freedom. 

“Taehyung?” You suddenly remembered. The boy seemed overjoyed and he nodded excitedly. 

“Yup! That’s me!” He glanced back at the building. “They took me there too. There’s something about that building...anyway!” 

He hurried ahead. “Wait here.” He said, jumping over the fence and running to the treeline. Then you saw him. 

As he stepped out, your breath caught in your throat, a strangled cry leaving. He was a beautiful as the day you left him, did he not age? He was possibly even more handsome. His eyes lit up when they saw you and you could see his glistening eyes. 

“Hoseok!” You flung out your arms and he ran to them. You sat down, divided by the tiny fence as he embraced you, tears slipping out. 

“I thought I lost you, oh god.” He managed to choke out, tears staining your white gown. 

“Your hat.” You pulled away, viewing his empty head. You had never seen him without it on except in bed. “What happened to it?”

He shot you a pained expression before shrugging nonchalantly. “Not sure.” 

You brushed his odd answer aside, too happy to see him again. Everything was flooding back to you, every touch, every whisper. 

“But how,” You caressed his face in your hands, fingers pushing back any stray hairs. “How did you get here?”

He pulled away, smirking and splaying his fingers like he did when you first met him. 

“Magic.” 

If this was a dream,

then at least I’ve got

memories for when morning comes.

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[maddieatethelastcookie]

I am always seeking friendship and always grateful when I find it.

It was a lovely Saturday today filled with all my usual Saturday activities: gym, haircare and facial, something relaxing, a walk and time with Mr Toby. I always appreciate these days because they help me feel refreshed and like I hit a reset button on the week. I know that tomorrow I will write a meal plan and overall schedule of the week and go shopping and make sure all my laundry is done, but Saturday is just a day to exist and enjoy existing.

I washed my hair and now it feels softer than its ever been and I went to the gym so I feel healthier than I have ever been and I started a jigsaw puzzle so I feel more mindful than I have ever been. See how Saturday feels like a beginning?

I also went for a walk with my mum. On our walk I took this photo but we also met a cat. It walked up to us meowing and I bent over and offered my hand so it rubbed its head on me and I gave it a little scratch behind the ears and we seemed content. It is funny how interactions like that make us feel special because an animal chose us to share some affection with. I am a very affectionate and compassionate person so I always seek close friendships and relationships because I enjoy that trust and closeness.

This Saturday has been a great day for nurturing relationships with my family and with myself and I think that is what Saturdays are all about.

Signing off for today