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xoxo-nikki-xoxo · 4 years ago

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Heart throbbier pt.1

Stefan Salvatore X Female reader

Requested by: Anonymous.

“can you write a Stefan Salvatore smut, where the reader is Klaus' adopted human daughter and everyone is downstairs and Stefan is fucking y/n, and since Stefan has a daddy kink, he hits a spot inside her, which makes her scream 'daddy!' then Klaus runs up to her room bashing the door open and finds Stefan in there and then it’s all Stefan and y/n vs the Mikaelsons since they don't like Stefan.”

Word Count: 2.4 K

Authors note I had a lot of fun writing his pt.1! I really enjoyed this prompt so much I’m going to write a pt.2 in Stefan’s point of view. I hope you guys enjoy is as much as I do! Also, as a side note I think this is one of the longest imagines I have ever posted. Sorry not sorry!

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Standing on your balcony you realized just how much of a beautiful night it was in New Orleans. The sounds of music and people talking downstairs echoed throughout the compound. But you could not bring yourself to attend the party your family was hosting tonight. All you could think about was you long distance boyfriend, Stefan Salvatore. It has been about half a year sense you father uprooted you again to move back to New Orleans.

Ever sense you started to walk, your life was a constant move. Your father, Klaus Mikaelson, constantly kept on your toes growing up. When you moved to Mystic falls, he had promised you a home there. That you could finally settle down, go to public school and be a normal human teenager. That changed though once you met a Stefan. It got worse when over time though, Klaus could never live a peaceful life. Wither he was trying to sire hybrids, dealing with his daggered siblings, or your “Favorite” when he tortured some of you newly found friends (Mystic falls gang) you had made at high school.

Sense Klaus had caught wind about Hayley and the baby you’ve been here ever sense. Sadly, though your father is not impressed with Stefan and you dating. In the words of your great father, he had exiled Stefan from ever stepping a foot onto New Orleans soil. If he had it, his way Stefan probably could never come to Louisiana.

Sighing you looked up at the sky watching as the stars twinkle. Maybe Stefan was watching the stars where he was at. You missed him so much the long distance was killing you. Even worse with an unaccepting family.

“You know, you look prettier when you smile” It was a voice you recognized oh so well.

Looking down a smile broke out on your face “What are you doing here? Stefan my da- “You whispered/yell at him.

“I’m here to see you. I thought tonight would be the perfect night to come visit you. You said it yourself, your family is distracted right now with the party they are throwing. *Jumps onto the balcony with you* They wont even know I was here. Ill be gone before the party ends” Stefan says smiling his hand goes to your cheek “Six months have been way to long” He says before kissing you.

“We’re going to get caught Stefan...” You whispered wrapping your arms around his neck.

“They won’t, the party so loud I bet no vampire or hybrid will be able to hear up here” he told you watching your eyes sparkle as you gaze up at him.

“I can’t believe you’re here” You whispered to him. You needed this. Him being here its what you needed. The distance, and stress was killing you inside.

“of course, I am” He whispered to you. He moved his hand to you cheek to cup it. “I missed touching your skin so much. I can’t put to words how much I missed you. Damon was begging me to shut up about you” His chuckle echoing throughout your ears.

“Oh my god, Damon! I miss everyone so much. Especially Caroline, did I tell you she writes letters to me keeping me “up to data” with the drama” You smile taking his hand from your cheek guiding him into your room.

“I’m not surprised, she fought hard trying to get your father to let you stay with her. “He comments, his eyes though focused on looking around your room. Artwork hung on your walls, pictures of family and your friends from Mystic falls.

“I never thought you would have kept this picture” he says grabbing the picture of him and you kissing during Christmas.

“of course, I did its one of my favorites on this wall” You commented wrapping your arms around him.” I’m still trying to wrap my brain around the fact you are here…even though you shouldn’t. I just have a bad feeling something terrible is going to happen Stefan” You said laying your head on his arm.

Smiling he wrapped his arms around you “Nothings going to happen, the only thing that will happen is me kissing my girlfriend” he says kissing you again. But this time the kiss has more need in it. You missed each other in more than one way. He was your first, ever sense that day you’ve both been addicted to each other.

One thing led to another and you ended up on your bed. Your hips straddling Stefan kissing him. Both of you topless as you were getting lost in each other euphoria’s. His hands were rested on your hips helping you as you grinded yourself down on him. Removing your hands from him you reach back taking your bra off letting your breast free.

A low groan can be heard coming from Stefan’s throat. “Fuck y/n” he moaned again opening his eyes to flip you over, so he was in the middle of your legs now. He had sat up starting to remove the remainder of both of your cloths. Then here you both where staring into each other’s eyes as his manhood was lined up to your perky hole.

“please Ste- “

“that’s not my name baby girl.”

“Daddy please…. I need you so badly” you whined spreading your legs further apart for him.

“your wish is my command my princess” he says and with that he plunges himself inside of you without a warning.

You missed all the feeling you were feeling right now. You could only do so much with only your fingers. But this was pure heaven the way he worked on you he knew everything. And with how good this felt you could tell he missed you just as much, or maybe even more.

“I missed this pussy so fucking much. I’m never going to leave you again you hear me. I’m going to find a way to rescue you from your family” He moans to you as his thrusts pick up some pace.

“AHHH DADDY don’t stop!” You moan out loudly, the sound of the bed banging against the wall echoing all the way down to the party, but you didn’t care anymore. All you could think about was Stefan and how he was making you feel. He was everywhere, his kiss traveling all around your body. The way his hips rammed into yours it was addicting like ecstasy.

“I’m close daddy” You moaned out pulling at the dirty blonde’s hair.

“Then cum with me baby” He whispered into your ear. He was throbbing inside you. As soon as your walls started to clench around him that when both of you cumed.

Panting you laid down on the bed covering up with a thin sheet as Stefan stood up putting his boxers on.

“Y/N?!” You could hear your father. Your worst nightmare was about to come true.

“Stefan you have to- “You tried to warn but it was to late. Your door flew off the hinges revealing your father, uncles, and aunt.

“Klaus wait I can explain” Stefan says trying to calm him down before everything escalates.

“well, surprising to see you here Stefan?” Klaus began. It was all a blur from there. Klaus had Stefan up against the wall, his forearm on his neck pushing him into the wall while holding his arm behind his back. Elijah was next to him.

“Dad don’t!” You yelled wrapping the sheet around your body as you stood up.

“Why should I? You blatantly disrespect me and your whole family! And as for Stefan he is good as dead Y/N! I have told you countless times that Stefan Salvatore is no good for you!” he yelled putting more pressure on to his neck.

“I should bring him downstairs and execute him in front of everyone. Make a display of what happens when people don’t take my threats seriously” Klaus spat out wrapping his forearm around Stefan’s neck to move him now so you can see him.

“Elijah please! Don’t let him do this to me!” You begged standing up trying to reason with him to convince Klaus to reconsider. But Rebekah held you back standing in your way of Stefan. Stefan was trying to wrestle his way out of Klaus hold, but sadly the hybrid was stronger.

“You know the consequence of your actions y/n, and the turmoil that him and his friends have caused this family. You’re lucky that he was still alive after the things he pulled. I have to agree with Niklaus on this “Elijah said not daring to look you into your eyes though.

“Well, we better get going so we are not holding the party up” Klaus says.

“Rebekah pleaseee… Don’t let him do this to me. You of all people should understand the pain and torture of having them kill someone you love. Please, don’t let them put me through the same pain. I cannot deal with the thought of him being dead because he loves the wrong girl… Please Rebekah save him for me” You pleaded grabbing ahold of your aunts arm as tears streamed down your face. You needed to save Stefan, he needed to be alive. Your words clicked inside of Rebekah’s head. She always says that girls need to stick together. Plus, you were right, she couldn’t let her baby niece feel the same pain her brothers had inflicted on her so many times throughout the thousand years they have been alive. Looking into her sweet nieces eyes she let you go turning to face her brothers.

With that she looked at Elijah first snaping his neck so he would be out of the situation. She could only deal with one brother at a time.

“What have you done Rebekah” Klaus spoke in a state of disbelief at her snaping Elijah’s neck.

“Nik! You can’t do this to her! Take it from the girl that loves to easily, Y/N will resent you for the rest of her human life if you kill Stefan. There has to be another way you can punish both without just murdering him!” Rebekah says standing in front of Klaus as he read his sister.

“what are they going to say if I don’t kill him. *gestures to the party going on downstairs*He blatantly chose not to listen to me when I said to stay away from my daughter” Klaus argues looking at Rebekah.

“Who cares what those people think Klaus! We are talking about your daughter boyfriend. You are the king of New Orléans! But you kill Stefan now you will lose your daughter with him. Shell hate and resent you” Rebekah yells out to him as she threw her hands up in the air. Klaus looked at you then, the tears that streamed down your face. Your heart racing, your body shaking at how scared you were. You feared Klaus in that moment, and that’s what broke him.

“Fine you win this one Rebekah. I will spare his life for Y/N. But I only have one condition” Klaus says still holding onto Stefan preventing him from moving.

“Y/N I love you” Stefan mouthed to you as he tried to break free of Klaus’s hold one more time.

“Anything if it keeps this pour girl from witnessing what I have far too many times” Rebekah says.

Klaus nodded his head, ramming Stefan into the wall again. His hand grabbing onto Stefan’s face the other on his chest to keep him still. Staring into Stefan’s eyes he said “You will forget about ever loving my daughter. You will only know her as Klaus Mikaelson daughter and with that you know not to come near her. All the feeling of love and happiness with her you will now know as unpleasant and awkwardness. You will understand that you will never be enough for her. You don’t deserve her and never will. You will remember nothing about her whereabouts since she left. And when you return home you will tell everyone that you came to speek to me about past issues. But when it comes to y/n you said hi to her and that was it. You will return home and never look back.” Klaus says letting his face go as the compulsion takes control.

“Father no!” You yelled; Rebekah had to hold you again.

“Now my old friend, what do you think about my daughter” Klaus asks looking at him.

“She is a nice person, but she’s Klaus’s daughter.” He says with a hint of distaste in his voice.

“very good, now leave my house the way you came” Klaus says pointing to the balcony. Stefan nodded his head putting his shirt and shoes back on before he disappeared off the balcony.

“How could you?” You asked looking at Klaus as you were hysterical. “You might as well have killed him making him forget about me!” You screamed as the tears kept flowing down your face.

“Ill talk to you tomorrow morning. Better get some rest angel” Klaus says helping Elijah out of the room as he regained his composure.

Once your father and uncle left the room Rebekah had let you go. It pained her to see you so upset. You got dressed again once everything settled down. But you were numb inside.

“Ill stay with you for the rest of the night Y/N if you want. I don’t want to leave you alone while you are in this state” Rebekah says sitting down on the bed next to you as you just stared off into the balcony blankly.

“Do as you please… I just want this day to be over” You mumbled turning your back on her as you laid down curled up with a pillow that Stefan gave you.

“Well than, Im going to take that as an invitation to spend the night with you” Rebekah said moving closer to you. You turned to face her then wrapping your arms around her to cry into her shoulder.

“There there… we will fix this one way or the other” Rebekah whispered to you as she consulted you the rest of the night intel you had fallen asleep.

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dancingthesambaa · 3 years ago

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The Smell of Plum Blossom Tea Ch 2

Summary: Just like a butterfly wing, a single act of kindness can change the course of the future, it certainly did for MK as a black-furred monkey put out a hand towards him.

Rating: Teen and up

Chapter 2: What’s in a Name?

It was a week since Macaque had taken MK in and to the child it has been the best week of his life. When he woke up in the mornings he didn’t have to worry about there being no food as he smelt it as soon as he opened his eyes, he could play in the forest with all the monkeys as long as Mac was there and he even had clothes that fit him instead of the same stinky shirt on days end. Everything was just wonderful.

“MK, what should we do about school?”

Or at least it was, but as soon as the monkey demon asked that question, MK's whole body deflated. “Do I have to go to school?”

“Education is important shooting star,” he said as he diced up some plants. “It helps things we don’t know and things we want to know.”

“Okay, but it is really boring, I always lose all my stuff all the time, and the teacher always explains it so weirdly,” the child pouted.

“Everyone has a different method of teaching, so you may have a method of learning as well.”

“Oohh….what does method mean?”

“It’s just another word for way.”

“Oh okay,” MK then tilts his head, “so what are you doing anyways?”

“Well right now I’m cutting up some herbs so I can use to make medicine,” he explained in simple terms as he then picked up the diced up blue plant and placed it into a cauldron and began to stir it.

“I didn’t know you could make your own medicine from home!” He leaped up and tried to poke his head over the counter to watch, “I always thought that you get it at the doctor's office.”

“Well doctors actually get it from a lab where people make the medicine there, this space here is my own lab.” He gestured to the room that was filled with all types of different ingredients all placed in a package inside of one storage cabinet and in another was a cabinet filled with modern lab equipment.

“So you don’t have to be a doctor to make medicine?”

“Well for most yeah, but for me,” he grinned as he picks up MK with one hand and placed him on his hip as he continues to stir with his other “let’s just say that I have been doing this for a little over 500 years, so I have a tad bit more experience and knowledge than regular humans.”

“Can I try?!” He excitedly asked.

“Well I don’t know, sometimes it will be a bit too dangerous for you to even be In here, which by the way, do not enter this lab unless I am here,” he sternly told him.

“Okay, okay got it, but pleaseee.”

“I don’t know, think you can handle it,” he teased.

“I’m a big boy! I can handle anything!”

“Hmmmm,” he pretended to think before conceding, “Alright you persuaded me, so I’ll allow it this once,” he said as he put the spoon down, “so first we make sure we have our safety gear on.”

“Check! Check!” MK adjusted the goggles on his eyes and showed off his long sleeve jacket and gloves.

“Next, what you have to do is go slow and make large circles.”

“Slow and large circles, got it,” he then proceeded to pick up the spoon and do what he said as he stirred.

“Good job kiddo, but how bout we make that circle a little bit bigger,” he gently grabbed MK’s hand and made it a bit wider. Soon enough the medicine's previous light yellow had transformed into a dark green.

“Look, it changed colors!” MK pointed out.

“That’s the beauty of medicine kid,” Mac grinned as he set him down, “now all I have left to do is to let this simmer for a few hours and it will be ready to be bottled up.”

“That’s a lot of medicine, is that all for you?”

The demon shook his head, “no it’s actually for one of my regular clients. His students routinely injure themselves, sometimes in the dumbest of ways, so I usually make batches of this every month.” His ears then slightly twitch as he grinned, “speaking of students, MK come here. I have someone here for you to meet.”

“Who?” He tilted his head as the monkey put a lid on a pot, proceeded to put away both of their safety gear as they left the room.

“Hey old-timer, I know your hearing isn’t that bad!” A voice yelled from down below that MK could barely hear, “come grab me, I’m carrying too much shit to climb up!”

“Someone to help,” was all Macaque said before he leaped out of the open window and less than a few seconds later, returned with a short bluenette woman in his arms. “MK this is Yanyu,” he said. “Yanyu, this is MK.”

“Uhhh, he shuffled his feet awkwardly as he gave a slight wave, “hi.”

“Awww,” she cooed at him, “it’s nice to meet you MK. You're rocking a pretty cool shirt there.” She pointed to his solar system shirt, “it’s really far out man.”

There was a pause as MK stuttered out a thank you and Macaque put his face in his hands.

“That was terrible, I hope you know that,” he groaned.

“That’s what you say, I know my puns are rockin my world,” she smirked at the louder groans.

“Please stop, I beg you.”

“Then beg.”

“Are you human?” MK bluntly asked, which made the two pause.

“Strangely enough that isn’t the first time I was asked that, but yes I am fully human. Though a small percentage of me is most likely full of crazy,” she grinned widely.

“I think you have those backward,” he muttered and didn’t even flinch when she elbowed his stomach. “So your probably wondering why she’s here right?”

“Uhhh yeah,” he nodded.

“Well, I have come to the realization that despite my many years with humans, I have never actually taken care of a human child outside of giving them medication.”

“Which he means that he knows not a single thing about taking care of you tiny ones,” Yanyu butted in as she crossed her arms, “and this is where I come in.”

“Oh well that’s good...I think?” MK didn’t exactly know what she meant, but since they said it’s a good thing, he feels like he doesn’t have any complaints.

“Oh trust me, it will be,” she said as she put down the bag and it was filled with books when she opened it up. “I may be a big sister of five, but even I can admit that I don’t know everything, so I brought some parenting books, nutrition, school, and a lot more.”

He couldn’t help but deflate slightly at the last word, which the bluenette noticed.

“Don’t like school?”

“Not really, it's just that I can’t stay focused sometimes,” he admitted as he lowered his head.

“Hey now,” Mac kneeled and ruffled his head, “you don’t have to feel shame for being distracted sometimes.”

“Hmm, well if you have troubles with traditional school classrooms, then how about you try online schooling?” Yanyu said.

“Online school?” MK tilted his head.

“I didn’t know it was also available for the younger grades, I thought it was only for the college classes like you had,” he admitted as he used his feet to pick up one of the parenting books.

“Nah, it was incorporated for all years a few years back. It certainly helped a lot of students out and one of them being me,” she proudly pointed a finger to herself, “let me tell you, kid, it was the second-best decision to do online school. Made my life so much easier.”

“What was the first?” He curiously asked.

Yanyu walked over to Macaque and patted him on the shoulder, “begging this ol doc here to take me on as a student. It was the cheapest and most informative learning I ever had since high school.”

“Student? You were a teacher!” MK's eyes widened as he looked at the monkey demon.

“Kinda, though I did question my sanity during those times,” he said as he flipped through the pages.

“Oh shut up, if it wasn’t for me you would still know squat about technology.”

“I wasn’t that bad.”

“You were still using the Jiaguwen system when I first met you.”

He winced, “okay yeah you got me there.”

“Anywho, it’s gonna be a right pleasure working with you MK,” she held out a fist bump to him, “we’re gonna see a lot of each other.”

MK looked at the outstretched fist and gave a little grin as he fist-bumped her hand.

“Boom,” Yanyu made an exploding sound as she opened her fist when the two parted.

He looked at her strangely.

“Don’t worry Starbright, she’s just weird like that,” Mac patted his head.

“Hey!”

A few months have passed and MK has taken to online schooling like a fish to water. He found it much better to concentrate and while there were still a few issues over understanding the problem itself, he had the help of both Macaque and Yanyu. The last one herself was helping him with his writing.

“The girl is walking to the market by the river to get milk for her mother,” MK repeated to himself as he finished writing.

“Congratulations kid, you have finally graduated from Yoda writing to a regular language,” she gave him a little applause.

“Thank you, thank you you're too kind,” he also jumped out of his seat to give a mock bow.

“But for real kid, you have really approved with your writing,” she gave him a high five, “nice job.”

“I couldn’t have done it without you both,” he scratched the back of his neck.

“I know that you would have been just fine even without our help and I know your dad would agree.”

“Really!” Then MK realized what she said and backtracked as he flailed his arms about, “Wait dad?! I mean dad is kinda a big word and he just adopted me, so he probably doesn’t even see me as a son, more like a responsibility he has to take care-,” he was stopped by a hand gently covering his mouth.

“Whoa there little monkey easy, I can’t keep up that fast,” she lightly teased as she put her hand down, “now you want to tell me what that was all about?”

“Well,” he sat down and kicked his feet, “I-its just-I don’t really-.”

“Take your time,” the bluenette said.

“Well,” he twisted his hands “is it okay if someone-and I don’t mean me just someone I know-don’t call mom and dad, well, mom and dad.”

“Yeah,” she said easily.

“Wait really?” He was a little more than shocked at how easy she said that.

“Really. You, or my bad that person you know, don’t feel comfortable or don’t want to call their parents so that they don’t have to.”

“But they gave birth to me-I mean that person and they raised them, so shouldn’t they have that name?” He tried to insist but was shut down by her shaking her head.

“They don’t keep that name if they harm the child, no parent ever deserves that kind of title if they purposely try to bring harm to their child. It is wrong,” she stated.

“Oh...and what about those that do?” He shyly said, both knowing what he was implying but not saying it out loud.

“Then you say it when your ready,” Yanyu simply said.

“I don’t think it’s that easy?”

“No, but what is?”

MK just shrugged his shoulders.

“Now how about we put away this stuff for ten more minutes before we get into history,” she pushed away from the materials and made sure the laptop was charged up.

“Yes!” He fist-bumped the air as he then spotted the pencil on the ground and tried to pick it up with his feet.

Yanyu had to press her lips together to fight against the bubbling laugh in her throat as she watched MK struggle to pick the pencil with the socks on his feet.

“Oi bastard I need a little help ova here!” A rough voice yelled out as it was followed by a loud bang, which led to the eight year old flailing off his bed.

“How many times have I told you to stop that?” He heard Macaque's familiar voice being annoyed.

“Too many times to count,” another softer voice replied.

“But you think that gunna sticka?” The third voice laughed out loud. “That’s a laugh!”

MK slowly opened his door and crept quietly to the living room as the voices got louder.

“I guess it is too much to ask you to be quiet for once?” The monkey deadpanned.

“Now why would I do that?” The first voice said.

It was at this point that MK managed to poke his head into the living room and saw three different demons, he knows they are demons this time, and his da-Macaque.

There was one whose skin was dark brown, but lighter above the shoulders. The more he looked, the more he could see that they were actually feathers all along the body, and instead of hands, they had clawed bird-like feet and two large black wings protruding from the back.

Another one was softly glowing a light blue hue that matched the pale blue skin as the creature was gently floating just a smidge above the ground. They had almost a mushroom-shaped hat covering their eyes and dozens of dark blue and purple strings attached all around the bottom of the hat as they hung just above the demon feet.

The final one is something that MK could clearly tell what it was as he had seen a bunny before, though this one was way larger than the other bunnies he had ever seen. The demon had pure gray fur and large white fluffy paws, if he wasn’t so nervous right now he would ask to pet them.

“Well I was hoping that you would have kept it down for the kid that is currently living with me right now,” he cracked a smirk at their frozen faces.

“Huh?” They all said in unison.

“Speaking of kids, you can come out MK. Don’t worry bout them too much, they ain’t harmful, just insane.”

At the prompting MK slowly shuffled into the living room and he saw three heads swivel towards him.

“Uhhh hi,” he gave a little wave.

“You have a kid?!?” They all shouted either loudly or softly.

“It’s not that big of a shock,” he grumbled as he walked over to the child and threaded his fingers through his hair. “Sorry, these knuckleheads woke you up.”

“I know I have not been gone that long for you to have a chick without me knowin!” The female bird demon squawked as her feathers puffed up in indignation.

“Nah, adopted him a few months back.”

“And you didn’t tell us?!” The bunny huffed as they thumped his foot in agitation.

“Nope,” he grinned as he watched their growing frustration.

“There are times where you are the best of us and times you are the worst of us, I don’t know which one this falls under,” the mushroom head demon groaned as one of the strings was massaging the top of his head.

“Are they your friends?” MK loudly whispered to the monkey demon.

“I don’t claim these lunatics,” he bluntly said.

“I think you mean to say that we are your amazing, wonderful, fantastic friends that you hold dear,” the bunny demon pointed out as they put an arm around his shoulder.

“I was forced into this,” Macaque said as a wing wrapped around the two of them.

“Ah just admit that you have a soft fuzzy heart for us,” the bird demon grinned.

“Not even when my bones decay away.”

MK just blinked at the unprompted scene as he saw the glowing blue demon approach him.

“Sorry about my companions, they can be a little much sometimes,” he smiled softly to him.

“It’s fine, you're not the only ones who make a loud entrance,” he thought back to the times Yanyu would kick the door open when she walked in.

“I suppose not,” the demon then held out one of his arms to the child, making sure his tentacles were out of the way, “my name is Bohai little one.”

“I’m MK,” he smiled back and shook his hand.

“Oh, we’re doing introductions?! Well, I’m Daiyu chicky,” the female demon grinned or at least that's what he thought she was doing with her scarred beak.

“I’m Minsheng,” the bunny demon twitched their nose and gave a toothy grin, “you're so small that you remind me of my siblings when they were born.”

“How many siblings do you have?” He curiously asked.

“Pfft older or younger? I stopped counting after we reached the 200s,” they laughed.

His eyes widened, “over 200! That’s a lot of brothers and sisters.”

“Well, you know how bunnies are.”

Before MK could question that he felt two furry hands cover his ears.

“How about we don’t talk about that to a kid who has probably never had a crush before,” Macaque hissed to the bunny who had their hands held up.

“He’ll learn eventually.”

“But I would rather have that explained to him by literally anyone but you.”

“Fair enough.”

“Anyways,” the monkey took his hands off MK’s ears, “what were you screeching about earlier?”

“Oh well I got a bit nicked with some of dem cretins after a territory dispute you know how it is and,” Daiyu turned around and showed her back...which had a few knives sticking out of it. “I got a bit scratched up in the tussle.”

“At least you had the sense not to take it out,” he couldn’t help but sigh. “You at least win?”

“Who do ya think your talkin to?” She proudly puffed up her feathers.

“And people say I have too much pride, you damn vultures take the cake,” Macaque rolled his eyes as the two of them walked towards the infirmary room.

“You say that as if you never met Flicker before,” she chortled.

“Well there’s a stark difference between you two.”

“Wha that?”

“He actually has a brain.”

“Hey!” She attempted to pull his dangling fur, but he ducked away in time.

“Can I stay up a little longer!” The seven year old asked before the door could shut.

“Only for a little bit, but when I get back it’s straight to bed.” He answered back and then the door closed.

“Thank you!” He called out regardless as he fully knew that he could hear him.

“And that’s the whole lot of us kid, we're only half as insane as curly made us out to be '' Minsheng joked.

“Almost all of us,” the jellyfish demon said.

“Who you? Ha! Hate to break it to you, but the last time you lost your patience was when they didn’t make your starfish the way you wanted and you paralyzed the entire cooking staff.”

“You didn’t have to bring that up, but no not me,” he waved one of his tendrils. “I meant Ahmed.”

“I didn’t include him in the first place because that man does not even classify as insane,” he bluntly said. “He has the patience of a monk to deal with our brand of insanity which, in hindsight, is insane itself.”

“Whose Ahmed?” MK asked, “is he another friend of d-Mac?”

The two looked at each other before Baiyu spoke, “yeah, he’s a friend of Macaque.”

“Ouch, that’s a low blow for poor Med,” they grinned then winced as a tendril shocked their arm. “What? You know I’m right.”

“You know as well as I do that he can still hear you.”

“I’ve been craving death anyways,” they then turned back to the kid, “so you want to hear some crazy stories about your old man.”

Needless to say that Mac had tackled the bunny demon to the ground, with two violet glowing escrima sticks in hand, in the middle of their story on how the fierce monkey demon had to dance his way across a road of hot coal as he tried to outrun an angry herd of demon pheasant while wearing a rather beautiful kimono.

Macaque was reading out on the patio when his ears twitched as he heard a soft whimpering coming from MK’s room. He put the book on the table when he walked in and safely crept his way over his room and like many times before MK was crying in his sleep from a nightmare once more.

“It’s okay shooting star,” he gently began to thread his fingers through MK’s hair, “it's just a bad dream. You will be fine.”

At first, it didn't have any effect, but the longer he talked the softer the whimpers began to die down and the kid's eyes softly began to blink open.

“W-what's goin on?” He hoarsely said as he rubbed his eyes as he realized that he wasn’t dreaming anymore.

“You just had a bad dream kid,” he hummed as he continued stroking his hair.

“Oh.”

“Want to talk about it?” He received a firm shake of his head, “that’s okay, do you want to lie back down, sing, water, or want me to give you a little shadow puppet show?”

“Shadow show please,” he muffled out as he gripped tighter onto the blanket.

“One show coming right up,” he used a shadow clone to bring back a lantern as the room began to softly glow. When all was set Macaque began his tale in a low voice, “There once was an old man who lived in a shack.” He used some of his shadows to show a picture of an elderly man and wooden shack, “he was nothing special, did nothing extraordinary, and his life was simply normal. Until one day he happens upon the most peculiar thing.”

He continued to tell the tale of the old man even when he, unknowingly, had wrapped his tail around his child’s hand and MK, who was slowly drifting off into a deep slumber, held a tight grip upon it.

MK was currently sitting on the edge of a large lake as he kicked his feet in the water. He was alone at the moment as the monkey demon was tending to the plants that he needs for various medicines. The lake itself was a beautiful view filled with lily pads, reeds standing tall in the crystal lake, fishes and herons swimming in the water. Though he was trying to guess what that large dark shape was, it was nothing he has ever seen before.

“Hmmm I don’t think it’s a fish...maybe a duck?” He leaned in to get a better look and noticed. “Or maybe a turtle!”

The shape shifted as it appeared to be getting bigger and bigger as MK now noticed that he had never seen a turtle with long arms and claws before. He then saw there was long string hair upon what he thinks is its head until suddenly it disappeared and was replaced with two beady eyes. His heart dropped when the creature opened its mouth to reveal countless rows of sharp, pointed teeth. Then it began to rapidly swim towards him.

MK, frightened, fell on his back as he tried to crawl away, but it failed as the creature burst out of the water and onto the ground merely a foot away from him.

He let out a piercing scream, “DDAAADDDDD!”

At the same time the creature, with his mouth wide, said “hi there human child!”

“What?” He abruptly stopped his screaming right as an ominous force suddenly filled up the area as MK then felt two familiar hands scoop him up and hold him close as the voice spoke almost lowly.

“What happe-oh it’s just you,” Macaque let the pressure go back to normal once he realized that there wasn’t a true threat that was trying to attack his kid.

“Bwahahaha,” the creature let out a bellowing laugh, “sorry sorry. I must have scared your youngin.”

“No!” MK instantly said, but then he wilted and nodded, “just a bit.”

“Sorry about that little child, I just get a bit excited when a new face comes around my lake and all,” the webbed creature gave a toothy grin. “I know I startled the pant off Minzhe when I first met him.”

“Your lake? You live here?” MK, after being let down, carefully tried to examine the waters closer.

“Right on the mark, since being a Shui Gui and all.”

“Shui Gui,” he drawled out as he thought about that familiar name.

“Or Kappa, our damn naming changes so often that at this point I just go with the flow.”

“Oh! I know what a Shui Gui is!” MK brightened as he began to tell what his...mom used to tell him. “Aren’t they vengeful demons that have drowned and are bent on dragging helpless victims underwater, drowning them and finally eating their...flesh to…to...” his face took on a look of horror as he realized what he just blurted out. “I am so sorry!”

Luckily though the two demons chuckled, or at least Macaque did as the Kappa was holding his stomach. Though this did make MK’s face flush in embarrassment, he should be glad that the demon wasn’t angry, but he didn’t find any humor in what he said.

“Well I’ll give you credit,” Kappa said as his laughter died down, “what you said was mostly true, except I’m not a demon, just a ghost.”

“And let’s be clear he hasn't eaten people since two-maybe three millenniums ago,” the monkey demon intruded as he knew what MK was gonna ask next.

“You humans have become much too stringy for my taste,” he joked, but it served the opposite purpose as the small child paled even further.

“And this is why your only friend is an adrenaline junkie who has a taste for his own death,” Mac deadpanned as he soothed MK down.

After his heart stopped thrumming in his ears the human managed to look up at his guardian and his eyes widened as he noticed that Macaque suddenly had three pairs of different colored ears: red, blue, and purple. “When did you get three ears?!”

“You just now noticed?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Did you have them all this time?!?!!”

“Not all the time, but I do when it’s quiet usually.”

“Cooolll!” He attempted to climb the monkey to get a better look, “Is this how you're able to hear things from so far away?”

“Yeah,” he lets him examine his ears as only his eye minuscule twitch when MK accidentally pulls it too hard. “Be careful now, only have three pairs of them you know.”

“Right, sorry.” He apologized as he became gentler with his touches. He couldn’t help but gently drag his fingers through the oddly pointed ears and he smiled, now he understood why some of Mac's clients called him the Six-Eared Macaque. He eventually got down and faced the spirit once more, who was just looking at the two of them with amusement. “I’m real sorry for screaming at you.”

“Water under the bridge young child,” he waved him off, “least you apologize for it. I know that half the ones in these woods won’t even say sorry for ramming into you.”

“There’s more of you?” He tried to look in the lake, but he was once again met with only fish and water.

“Me specifically no, but spirits, demons, and other whatnot. Oh yeah there's hundreds of them dwelling in this here forest.”

“Wowww,” his eyes sparkled, “so does that mean that we are all neighbors.”

It was stunned silence before the Shun Gui began laughing once more as he bends down, “PFFTHAHAHA!”

“Did I say something funny?” MK looked towards Mac who was pinching his nose once more.

“No, he’s just obnoxious, that’s all.”

“You know what I like you kid, yeah we’re all neighbors, man even Ping would get a laugh out of this,” the water spirit said after his laughter died down. “Welcome to the neighborhood MK!”

“Thanks...umm what’s your name again?” He embarrassedly asked as he realized that he never got a name throughout this whole interaction.

“Oh here we go,” Mac sighed as he got comfortable and plucked up a Ravenna grass and began to chew on it. He grimaced as he realized that he had plucked up a weed again.

“Eh, you can call me Kappa if you want, don’t care for the whole naming thing,” he shrugged as he got back in the lake and laid there.

“Why not?” He curiously followed him.

“Why should I?” He shot back with a grin.

“Huh?”

“Why should I care for my name? It’s my name and I can do whatever I want with it, so I just choose not to care.”

“But don’t you like your name,” he was very confused about how this conversation came about.

“Oh I do, but truth be told, most of the time I forget others' names, so one day I just thought ‘you know what, what if I just don't use my name all the time’ and I didn't,” he finger gunned at the blank face child.

“You're kinda weird,” he bluntly told Kappa.

“I’m sorry,” Mac spoke up in disbelief, “You met a trio of lunatic demons that are a hot mess in general, an insane human who likes to add too much ghost jalapeño to her food, one of my clients who have their organs outside of their body and this is where you draw the line of weird?”

“I just wanted to know his name!” He threw his hands up.

“Just whatever is fine,” he laughed.

“Well fine! Your name is Whatever now!” He said in a fit of frustration before he realized what he said, “wait! I didn’t mean-,”

“Pfthahaha!” The spirit once more threw his head back in laughter.

“...what is even happening,” MK deadpanned.

“Welcome to my life Starchild,” Mac said as he ruffled his hair.

“That’s an interesting one, alright Whatever it is then,” he gave him a toothy grin.

“Wha-no please no,” MK almost begged him. “I didn’t-,”

“Nope too late, I won’t respond to anything else but Whatever from you. Hope to see you around short stack, you really know how to bring a laugh to a vengeful spirit face,” he let out a bark of a laugh before diving down deep into the lake.

MK blinked for a few moments before turning to Macaque, “is he really gonna-,”

“Oh yeah he is only gonna respond by that name,” he cut him off, “called him a Kappa once to his face and that slimy frog hasn’t let go since.”

“...I think I want to go back home dad,” said MK as he leaned into his fur. “I think I’m done for the day.”

Macaque’s breath hitched as he then gave him a gentle smile and scooped him up in his arms. “Yeah, I think I am as well.” And with that, the two mentally exhausted people made their way back to their warm home.

MK, who proudly turned nine as of a few months ago, was playing in an arcade as his dad was grocery shopping. He stuck out his tongue as he attempted to repeatedly punch the monster in Monkey Mech, but he keeps getting beaten right before he can land the final punch. He mused up his short ponytail out of frustration that was held by a red ribbon, “Oh man! I swear this guy cheats, alright seventeen times the charm.”

“I thought it was the third time the charm?” He turns around at the voice and sees a pigtail girl around his age looking at him.

“It is, but I lost sixteen other times, so this time I will win,” he confidently said as he put another token in, and just like before he lost. “I almost had it!”

“Move over,” the girl pushed him aside and took over the controls, “let me show you how to really play.”

MK's jaw dropped when the Winner title popped up after she managed to land the final triple axel uppercut to the enemy. “How’d you do that?!”

“Oh just a lot of practice, and searching online, to find the right moves to slain the beast,” she bragged.

He went down on his knees and bowed to her, “oh teach me your ways oh wise one.”

“You may refer to me as Master Mei,” she deepened her voice to sound elderly, “and who shall I call my young student.”

“Call me MK,” he followed along with glee, he hasn’t played with a kid his age in so long.

“Well then let me show you the ways of Monkey Mech,” and with that the two proceeded to play the game, playfully pushing each other as they double battled in a co-op mode. It wasn’t until a few hours had passed, and they had long passed Monkey Mech and went into all the different kinds of games in the arcade when MK noticed the digital clock behind the counter.

“Aww man, it’s getting late,” he pouted as he didn’t want to end, “I have to meet up with dad.”

“Awww,” Mei's shoulder slumped as they walked to the prize area, “that sucks.”

“Yeah,” he slumped his shoulder, as well as the two, looked through the prizes available, which did brighten the mood a bit as Mei left with a strange mutated stuffed dog that had three eyes, a few pieces of candy, and three bouncy balls, while MK was sucking on a swirly lollipop, pieces of chocolate in his pocket, and a sticky hand sling that he is slinging everywhere.

“So you like racing?” MK asked as they left the arcade, besides the Monkey Mech he noticed that Mei tended to go to the racing games more often.

“Yes! One day I will have my own motorcycle and I will be faster than anyone, even the Monkey King!” Mei declared.

“Even the Monkey King? Wow that is fast,” he said in awe, he read the story of the Journey to the West from the library. He was quickly enamored with the story the more he read and he soon began to idolize the great Monkey King. To think that such a being could ever exist in the first place was amazing! He did find it funny that the great Monkey King rival was named Macaque, it was hilarious to think that his dad could ever have powers to fight on equal standing with a god-like immortal. Grumpy? Sure! Easy annoyed? Oh yeah definitely, but scary? Ha! The scariest thing Dad has ever done was glare at his patients when they were being too noisy, but for some reason it always works as they shrink back in fear. He mentioned it to Yanyu and the demon gang one time and well-

“HAHAHAH/PFFTTTTT/SQUAK SQUAWK SQUAAAKK/SHEHEHEH,” Yanyu was rolling all over the floor as Minsheng was banging his feet, Daiyu was slamming the table with her wings, and Bohai was using all his tentacles to wrap himself.

-they burst out laughing when he mentioned this to them. He still hasn’t gotten a full answer for that one, all they told him was to wait.

“I wonder how far that can go?” Mei curiously asked as she watched the green sling attach itself on the top of the door that they were exiting.

“Not far, how high can your bouncy ball bounce?” He asked as he then watched her bounce the ball and saw it soar a bit high above their heads.

“Not that high either...how about we combine them,” she gave a mischievous grin as MK followed suit as he used his sticky sling and attached it to the ball.

“One,” Mei started.

“Two,” MK raised his hand in mid-air.

“Thr-”

“Ready to go kid.”

“AH!” They screamed and watched the sling and ball slip from his hand and instead of bouncing, it was thrown in Mac's face, who easily caught it.

“Not the first time I had something thrown at me,” he didn’t even blink at the outburst, though he did take a second glance at the other child next to his son, “though your new, made a friend Stardust.”

“Her name is Mei!” MK excitedly said though it didn’t look like Mei was paying attention to him at all as her focus was all on Macaque, or more specifically, his head.

“What?” The monkey demon raised an eyebrow.

“You have the longest hair I have ever seen,” her eyes sparkled as she instantly zoomed behind him and started to pull on his fur. “Can I braid it?!”

“It’s actually fur,” he corrected her.

“Can I still put it in a braid?”

“Sure.”

“Then I don’t care!” She happily proclaimed and pointed to one of the benches. “Sit.”

“...” he looked towards his kid who just shrugged his shoulders, “well I guess this is happening,” he sighed as he got a clone to take the rest of their groceries back home.

Needless to say that Mei very much enjoyed putting the demon fur in a messy, but still manageable, braid.

“You know if I had some Morning glories, they would look amazing in your hair,” she mused.

“You know their weeds right?” He pointed out.

“So? They look awesome.”

“You got me there.”

“There!” She proudly finished her creation with her green ribbon tied up at the end, “you have very fluffy hair.”

“Fur,” he once more corrected her.

“Eh fur, hair there the same thing,” she turned back from the monkey and to MK with a nervous smile, “you will definitely come back right? I haven’t finished playing all the arcade games with you.”

MK looks towards his dad with puppy dog eyes and Mei easily follows suit.

“You know those don’t work on me right,” he deadpanned and smirked at their hanging heads, “but yeah, I’ll drop him off from time to time.”

“Yes!” They both jump up in cheer, only for some of their candy to fall out and onto the floor.

“My babies!” MK rushed to pick up his pieces of semi-melted chocolate.

“Noooo!” Mei quickly began to grab as many of her jawbreakers as it rolled away.

Macaque watched them in amusement at their mad scramble to save their sugar fix.

#monkie kid #mk #six eared macaque #macaque #mei #lego monkie kid #PlumTeaAU

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jimlingss · 4 years ago

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Thank you, everyone, for your words of encouragement. In this short amount of time, I’ve been absolutely overwhelmed with messages of support. I want to reassure you all that I’m by no means as hurt as some of you think, or at least not after so much kindness. I’ve always encouraged all kinds of feedback!! From compliments to constructive criticism. And I’m (supposedly) an Adult™, so I can definitely take someone’s opinion.

Regardless, thank you to everyone who reached out to me. I want to respond to each and everyone of you under this post so I don’t flood other people’s dashes.

Anonymous said: about the anon who said your fics lack emotion, hmm i wouldn't quite agree tbh, i remember reading tears of a villian and deadass crying, it hurt me so much!! also, in "fall in hatred" their feeling are so well portrayed and i could understand why they acted a certain way! to conlclude, there is always some space for constructive criticism but your stories, are to me, something very attentively built and created, it's apparent that you completely enjoy writing, I can feel your enthusiasm!!

--to that anon; pls don't get this wrong way but it's just the way I see it and I've read quite a lot till now

nah deadass crying isn’t good enough anymore, anon. You have to be keening and violently sobbing until you’re brought into the ER for my fics to be considered to have emotion. lol I’m only kidding, thank you for the message.

peachiest-hun said: To that anon who said your work lacked emotions, I beg to differ! I have read Jungle Park so many times I know at exactly which chapter when the heavy angst starts happening and I read those parts when I just want to have a good cry (I still cry every. single. time)! Also Head Over Heels to Hell, The Colour of Our Voices, Love So Shallow (because I so relate with OC), and many more have given me the FEELS (happy and sad ones). 1/2

So what I'm trying to say is that Jimlingss is doing a great job in her craft. She does deliver emotions in her work and the reason I love it so much is that it's SUBTLE and not completely in your face. Sometimes emotions that are subtle and they hit you slowly, but powerfully it hurts even more for me. On another note, I'm loving Sugar and Coffee. In times of darkness which are often these days, I have something to look forward to every week to keep me motivated. So thank you Jimlinggs! 2./2

Istg Jungle Park is one of the most unexpectedly beloved fics on my blog but I love it hahaha I can’t believe you’ve read it to the point of knowing what chapter is what though. that’s an honour. There’s definitely stories of mine that are less subtle than others, but I’m glad that you enjoy the latter of them too :’) Thank you.

Anonymous said: This is my first time ever leaving a message on someone’s tumblr, but I just felt that I HAD to after reading that anon’s comment about your stories lacking emotion. I wholly disagree (in the nicest way possible, not throwing any shade at anyone). I’ve read all of your fics (for the past two years) and I look forward to when you release new material (the highlight of my Mondays right now after I come home from working at a clinic). Your stories have really lifted my mood during this pandemics an

Anonymous said: Sorry for that long tangent. Don’t even know if I made sense. You don’t have to respond to any of this, but you deserve to hear some positive words as well.

Oh my god. Did I just take your tumblr-message virginity? asdfghjkl I’m kidding. but thank you for reaching out to me. I can’t believe you’ve been around for such a long time and that I’m a part of your Monday routine :’)

Anonymous said: OK that ask about "constructive criticism" was def imo RUDE. You don't just anonymously go into someone's asks and bluntly tell an author that their fics "lack emotion". That is not the way to encourage someone to improve and continue to work hard. That's just flat out mean. That person clearly doesn't care about your feelings or the fact that you write and share your stories for FREE for us to enjoy. I love your stories and appreciate what you've shared with us. Thank you for your hard work ❤️

I like to give the benefit of the doubt to anons and anyone sending me a message online in general. God knows there were times I meant well but it was received wrongly. But anyway, my mind was more boggled than I was hurt, that’s one thing for sure.

joonie-mono said: + it was called love so shallow which genuinely made me see myself in a character, but my point was that your writing has a specific feel to it, it's made me laugh and cry (His Name personally killed me :] ) and that's my opinion. You and your writing are amazing and I'm sorry but that anon was just so wrong.

oof bringing out the evidence. be my attorney please.

Anonymous said: As someone who has read your entire masterlist (and going through it again) i will have to wholeheartedly disagree with that anon. The way you portray SO many emotions in your fics is *chefs kiss* and I honestly thought that the ones that “lack emotion” were meant to be that way, with an open ending, the idea that their love just started, soo.... yeah, I’ll have to disagree.

There are definitely stories of mine that are a bit looser on romance. Such as Kitchen Romance, The President’s Son, The Heiress’ Son, Arcadia, etc. But I have a loooot of fics that are quite emphasized in either despair/sadness or cute fluff.

ladyartemesia said: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I am here to disrespectfully disagree with anon who probably doesn’t write effing ANYTHING and has no idea what it takes to produce the content you do. I have followed for months and I’m still not through your masterlist BECAUSE reading your stories is a bloomin EMOTIONAL EVENT. When I read Brass and Strings, I LOST A WHOLE DAY. Like I was so into it, my DAY was gone. Anon is prolly salty there isn’t more smut I guess. That’s whatever for them. (Part 1)

It’s subtle, deep, meaningful, and incredible and you’re one of my favorite authors. I can’t FOR A SECOND let that comment go cause it’s RIDICULOUS. You’re literally so gifted. You don’t need to change a thing. Every artist, no matter their medium, should continue to improve. So in that sense I wish you all the growth in the world as you work towards the perfection of your craft. BUT SERIOUSLY you’re an incredible writer. That anon is loony. I’m so sorry you had to even read those crazy words.

As I answer these messages, it’s starting to feel like I’m the third party mediator of a dispute and all y’all are just HAMMERING it to this anon, LOL. I’m not sure if the anon is necessarily requesting for more smut but if they are, they might be happy this Friday (*COUGH spoiler for those actually reading my responses)

Anyway, you’re too kind. thank you. I am definitely not as hurt as I was earlier.

((and tbh you’re hilarious, you’re actually making me laugh irl))

krystle1990 said: Woah!! Ok first that Anon is absolutely crazy. I literally stalk your page for new work being put out! I probably blow up your notifications daily. I've never been disappointed in any of your work. You always give a heads up if it will take time for the characters to realize their feelings which I absolutely love. It always leaves me ready for the next part and I am glued to my phone with every update. You're amazing and I can't wait to see how you grow with your work. 💜😘

ASDFGHJKL PLEASEEE if it’s someone who’s worried about blowing up notifications, it’s me. To those who have notifications on I sincerely can’t fathom how often I blow up people’s phones. I digress, I always give out warnings to keep people patient since I know slow burn can be excruciating haha thank you for the message.

kigurumu said: Also just want to add that saying you have good intentions or "don't mean to be mean" does not cancel out whatever offensive thing you just said. IT WILL STILL RUDE. Not saying all negative feedback is bad. Criticism can be hard to take no matter how it's phrased, but telling a writer to be more like another writer is like telling them their style isn't good enough which is NOT helpful. Your writing is your own. If the anon wants to read fics that are like gukyi's, they can read gukyi's fics 🙄

Also I've been waiting until Sugar and Coffee is done so I can binge it all at once but avoiding spoilers from all the asks is so hard haha! I keep seeing all these good things about it and I'm SO tempted to just read it now but I've already waited this long so I don't wanna give up kfnrjrofvjskdh guess I'll reread your other fics in the meantime

The message was fine on its own but I think dragging in another writer at the end was definitely not ok. When will comparing writers end. But regardless, gukyi and I are cool with one another - i mean we wrote 100k together so it’s gonna have to take a reverse Zuko arc for us to be on bad terms lol

Anyway, oooh you’re one of those bingers. Can’t say I blame you cause I love binging myself, so it’s understandable for readers to wait till the series is over. and since you were so kind in following up your original message with two more and expressing so much appreciation for me :’), I’ll let you know that the finale of Sugar and Coffee will be posted by July 20th! by then, the entire series will be completed.

Anonymous said: Tbh i think that neither you nor that anon is wrong. Some people like it more romanticised and cheesy, some people dont. I believe that your stories are more on the realistic side of life. People (whom your characters represent) cant always be cheesy and passionate for love, there are other things in life! Maybe you're just the type who's too realistic for any hopeless romantic things like i am and it's fine. Not all writers can write dramatic romance

Tbh, I agree. It’s a matter of opinion and there’s no one wrong in the fight of opinions. As I’ve said many times on my blog, the cringe factor varies between person to person. What someone might think is fluffy is absolutely cringey to another. What someone might think is a good amount of fluff is not enough for someone else. I’ve written a lot. And I’ve made sure to add lots of variations between the amount of romance in my stories. Indeed, some are definitely more subtle and “realistic” while others are completely cheesy and makes me gag from the amount of sugar in it lol I just think the anon should take a look at more of my stories before coming up with such a conclusive opinion.

Anonymous said: I’ve been reading your fics for over a year now and religiously follow updates every week. Why? Because they make me feel something whether it be joy from fluff or grief from angst. I’ll remember a story of yours months after I first read it and return to it just to feel those emotions again. I understand that emotional responses are usually subjective but I think that anon needs to read your works again, because they sure are missing out.

I replied to that anon that they should check out more of my fics and then come back to tell me if they haven’t changed their minds, so I don’t know if they’re missing out or not lol

I don’t expect my stories to elicit emotional responses or fanatic feedback for everyone. God knows there’s been other people’s writing styles that just didn’t resonate with me no matter how hard I tried to read their stories. But all I ask is that people try. It’s fine if you give up halfway but at least try reading. That’s fair to ask, right?

#Anonymous #peachiest-hun #joonie-mono #ladyartemesia #krystle1990 #kigurumu

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illfoandillfie · 5 years ago

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pleaseee, A6 A49 and C48 with Roger

Ya’ll are really fucking killing me with all these angst prompts.

A6 - “You want to be with him/her/them, don’t you?” +A49 - “I can’t believe what you’ve done.” + C48 - “Because I care about you!”

600 followers celebration blurb prompts

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Roger called you at work. It wasn’t completely unusual,especially since he’d only returned from tour that morning. You figured he wasjust letting you know he’d got back safe, that he’d missed you and to ask whenyou’d be home. Instead, after the initial, “Hi love,” you got a, “will you behome late? I, umm, I need to talk to you about something.” It worried you. Hedidn’t sound like his usual happy self. There was no joke, no cheeky commentabout missing having you under him, no smile in his voice. And no one inhistory had ever said I need to talk with you and followed it withsomething good. The whole rest of the day you were distracted wondering whathad happened, what he’d done, to make him sound like that.

Whenyou finally did get home you found him in your bedroom, sitting on the bed withhis head in his hands.

“Honey?” you knelt next to him, rubbing your hand over his thigh as he lookedup. As soon as his eyes met yours you stopped, withdrawing your hand from him.You could tell he’d done something, hundreds of potential ideas rushing overeach other in your mind.

He swallowed and opened his mouth but before he could talk you cut him off.

“What did you do?”

“I fucked up, Y/N. I’m so fucking sorry.”

“What did you do?”

“You’ve gotta know I missed you so mu-”

“What the fuck did you do Roger?”

“There was this girl, a-a fan, found out which hotel we were in and came by thebar. I didn’t mean it to happen but I’d had a couple drinks and…other stuff andshe was there and she reminded me of you and…”

“You slept with her?”

“Yeah,” he spoke quietly, unable to meet your eye.

“How many times?”

“A few,”

“Do you have an exact number?” You didn’t know why it mattered so much, thenumber of times, but you were stuck on it, you had to know.

“No. She followed us round America though.”

“So it was a lot then?” your heart broke with every new detail but still youwent fishing for them. Desperate to know the full story, to know how badly he’dbetrayed you.

“Yeah. But there’s something else. She,” he cleared his throat, “she’spregnant. Says she wants to keep it.”

If you hadn’t already been kneeling on the floor you would have collapsed. Asit was you slumped forward, the wind knocked from you. Roger slid to his kneesnext to you.

“Love, I’m sorry, I really am. I don’t know what to do to make this right.Please, tell me what I can do.”

“Do you want to be with her?”

“What?”

“I mean, you want to be with her, don’t you? Be there for the baby,” yourbreath caught at the word but you pushed on, driven by anger and heartbreak, “Iknow you want to be a dad and I haven’t been ready for that.”

“No, love, that’s not…it’s not like that,”

“Stop calling me love.”

“Y/N, please, I will do anything to make it up to you.”

“Make it up to me?” you let out a hollow laugh, “Rog there’s no way to fixthis. This is the worst thing you’ve ever done. If it had been one night, two,I could have looked past it. I get it, touring isn’t easy, it’s hard being awayfrom the people you love, you’ve got girls begging you to fuck them everyfucking night. You were drunk or high or whatever. I get how it happens once. Idon’t understand how it kept happening though,” a sob threatened to escape butyou paused to breath, trying to maintain control.

Roger opened his mouth to speak again but you held up a finger and he fellsilent.

“You say she reminded you of me? Was that why you kept going back to her? Isthat meant to make me feel better about this? What, did you call her my namewhile you fucked her every night? Did you talk to her about me? Does she knowthat I was the one you were thinking of while you were inside her? How’d she compare? Did she suck your dick and call you daddy? Did she have bigger tits than me? Did she do the stuff I wont?”

“Love, I-”

“I told you to stop fucking calling me that. I can’t believe what you’ve done.I can’t fucking believe you’d think there was any way for me to forgive you forthis. What made you think I’d ever want to see you again after this?”

“Because I care about you. I love you,”

“I don’t think you do. This isn’t something you do to someone you love.” You lookedover at Roger, the tears in his eyes just fuelling your anger, “I want you toleave.”

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Comfort

Jungkook x Reader Genre; Fluff Word count: 4140 Summary

Jimin was your boyfriend, he didn’t tried to make any time for you at all. But little did you know he had a secret that you were about to discover. And you found comfort by your good friend Jungkook.

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“Jiminieee pleaseee??” begging him with your puppy eyes over the video call. You wanted to spend December with your boyfriend so bad, it has been so long since you last seen him, hugged him and kissed him. He has been really busy with the boys lately, and sure you can accept it that he is an artist and that he doesn’t have the time of the world for you, but you really wanted to see him after missing him for months. He promised you to look at his schedule and try to plan something for the both of you, it was kind of impossible.

“But Jagiyaa, I don’t think I can make time, you know how busy we are in December every year” he sighs but tries to cheer you up with making funny faces the whole time. Seeing that you aren’t happy, Jimin couldn’t help but feel bad for you, knowing how long you have waited for him.

“Y/N ARE YOU COMING?” You almost jumped when your friend called you, forgetting that you promised to go shopping with Jamie.

“Bet you need to go, Jamie sounds angry y/n” he laughed at you, oh how shocked you where looking from Jamie her screaming. “Gotta kill her..” you murmerd “Ah sorry Jimin, I better go yeah, I miss you and love you” You blew a kiss to your screen. “Love you to jagiyaa~” as he also blew a kiss through the phone.

“Y/N FOR REAL ARE YOU COMING DOWN OR NAH?!” now even sound scary, brr scary girl is scary. “I’m here! Stop shouting please, MY EARS!” you half screamed back at your friend.

“But girl? This dress? Nah, here put this one on! You need to forget that Jimin guy, he never makes time for you, and you look sad..” You twirling in the dress, totally feeling it, not your friend since she made that clear already. She was right tho, you were sad since Jimin promised to make time for you. An idea popped into your head, you grabbed the dress Jamie was holding “JAMIE! Let’s go to the club tonight!” “Euh which one? That one huge bar? Were you almost fell of the stairs and was so drunk you couldn’t remember what happened? YEAH LET’S GO!” Knowing she would agree with you since she is a total party girl, and loves to laugh at you while you are being a drunk little kitten being lost.

Changing into the dress she told you to wear it, you look in the mirror. “Gosh Jamie’s got style” you laughed, looking absolutely stunning right now. “SEE I WAS RIGHT! That dress before was hideous y/n” You laughed at her, coming out of the dressing room, totally shining right now. Grabbed your heels and put them on now even looking perfect, not knowing your heels would fit with the dress. “Let’s go, MY TREAT! But you will treat me on some shots girl” she said, paying for our dresses. Putting the bags in the back of the taxi. First getting your stuff home then straight to the club.

Already half drunk, you tried to get to the bar to get something else. “Water! I want water! No more alcohol” half laughing and half hanging on the bar, about to fall but also not yet. You grab a bar stool to sit for a moment, sipping on your water to sober up a little bit. It never tasted this great. “Where is she?” you squint your eyes, looking for your friend. Eyes widen, not that you see your friend, but your boyfriend kissing some random girl. “Aish.. that shithead.. He is dead” you turn towards the bartender “You know, cheating boyfriends are the worst right? Give me some more whiskey, I need to forget this shit” The bartender just did what you asked, “You don’t deserve him, Noona, I told you that thousand times” You look up, hearing a familiar voice, “OH Jungkook! Stand still, OH I see you double, hah two Kookies, how funny” you laughed, almost falling from the bar stool, Jungkook holding you up. “Hey Kookie? You know?” now almost falling asleep “Hmm?” he looked at you, a bit confused. “You are so nice ok, remember that hmm? Yeah? I’ve always liked you, you know? But I like Jimin more but now.. now he is, aah I am gonna kill him” You pushed yourself away from Jungkook. Miserably failed since you fell flat on your face, knocked out.

Waking up, finding yourself in a room not familiar to you. Seeing your dress on the ground yo half screamed, but then realizing you actually have clothes on. “Ok but who but these on? It can’t be..” “Noona? Everything alright? You.. Well you screamed really loud” You sigh, seeing Jungkook standing in the doorway of the bedroom. “Oh thank god it was you.. I almost thought I was at some strangers place” placing your hand on your heart. He laughed “Ah no sorry, you haven’t been here yet right? You can look if you want, but don’t touch any stuff please, Namjoon did that last time, broke my favourite toy..” looking at the garbage, knowing it’s in there now instead of the shelf. “Ahaha I won’t Kookie” Starting to walk but still, how the hell did he get me in his clothes. You turn around “Oh, did you put this on me?” He just nodded, heading towards the kitchen, you walk straight towards him. He stopped you bumping against his back “Ah! Warn me before you stop walking please. But how like what? JUNGKOOK I WASN’T WEARING MY BRA! And you know I am also with Jimin!” talking about Jimin made you think of last night, though you hoped to forget it and put it aside. You slowly turned around, seeing a water can and glasses on the dining table. Pouring the water in the glass, not even looking at it, still thinking of last night. “NOONA! Stop watering my table!” he run towards you with a towel, drying up the table, grabbing the water can out of your hands. “And sorry, but i couldn’t let you sleep in that dress, I swear I didn’t look. Also i slept on the couch. Oh not to forget, Jamie brought you some clothes, it’s right besides the couch if you need it” You looked at the couch, seeing a blanket and a few cushions on it. You walk towards the couch sitting on it, drinking your water, putting it away on the table.

“Noona? What do you want for breakfast? I will make anything for you!” Hearing you don’t answer him he turns around to look at you. Out of nowhere you start crying like a little baby, realizing how much it hurt yesterday evening. Jungkook put everything down he held in his hands, and almost ran towards the couch grabbing you in his arms to comfort you. “Hey it’s ok, as I said you deserve better. Yeah Jimin is my hyung and yeah ofcourse I love him as my own brother. But when it comes to you, he just.. I don’t know, seems like an asshole?” you know he was trying to comfort you but it made you only cry harder and harder. “Aah shit sorry! I didn’t meant to make you cry even more” He looks around, not knowing what to do now. After crying like what seems like hours, even years. You look up to him, only few tears on your cheeks “Why are you always there for me when this kind of shit happens to me? Why do all the guys I date cheat on me? What did I do wrong in my life?” You asked, looking for answers you know that even Jungkook doesn’t have. Just looking at him made you feel at ease. He may be scared as hell now, not knowing what to do, but that was so adorable. “Ah how can he be so handsome” you murmerd, hoping he didn’t hear a thing. He cocked his head to the side “Shit you heard that right?” trying to get away from his arms, he just holds you tighter. “Yeah, and I am really liking that, you really think so?” You nodded, but really it just went to awkward silence. “I need to murder someone, can you excuse me Jungkook, can I come here again tonight after I murder Jimin?” You grabbed the bag besides the couch and walked towards the bathroom. Shocked not knowing how you got there in one try, and not even asking where it was, you just changed in your everyday clothes.

“Yeah I am coming, coming!” You heard Jimin walking to the front door, you waiting for him after you left Jungkook his house. Door wide open, Jimin smiling at you, not for long. You slap him right across the face, not even soft, but hard. “This is for cheating on me dick..” you said, seeing the girl you saw yesterday in his house now, looking shocked. “Wait cheating? I thought you told me you didn’t had a girlfriend Jimin?” She asked while grabbing all her stuff, walking towards us “Shit.. sorry” he looked at the both of you. Not even seeing the slightest bit of sorry on his face at all. “I see, you are not even sorry Jimin, you have a straight damn face! When you are sorry you are almost tearing up! I know you way to good” saying that straight to his face. The girl walks towards him and did the same as you did, slapping him hard in the face, put her arms around your shoulder. “Well byeee and have a shitty life, don’t ever lie to anyone ever again” She said while laughing at me, trying to cheer me up a bit. Confused I looked back at her, kinda liking this girl. Knowing she didn’t do this on purpose you could forgive her of course, since it isn’t her fault at all. “Bye Jimin, oh by the way, we are broken up now, understand that?” He just looked shocked. You turned away with the girl, and went to a food stall nearby. “So how long have you known him? Oh what is your name again?” Out of curiosity you asked her. “Seulgi! And you were y/n right? And euh yeah, kinda like two months i guess, not serious tho, just fooling around. And sorry, I really didn’t know he had a girlfriend” Sipping on your whiskey and eating tteokbokki was actually really nice. you nodded at her “Yeah you don’t have to apologize, I understand it it’s not your fault it’s his”. Phone buzzing in your pocket, you grab it not surprised Jungkook was calling you, and pick it up. “Noona, you don’t have to say anything, I heard it all personally, and haha haha it’s hyungs own fault. I feel kind of bad for both of you, but it’s just so funny!” you hear a laughing bunny over the phone, and smiled without noticing it, Seulgi raising a brow. “Are you ok y/n? Who is calling, your friend?” she asked, you nodded. “He is very supportive at all times, he has been there since day one that I was with Jimin and said I shouldn’t trust him, and he is right, right Kook?” you said half over the phone. her mouth formed a O shape, understanding that he is a real good friend to you. “I think it might be more, you were smiling just now, not normal smiling but you know, smiling when you see someone in love. Even if you don’t know the person at all, you just see it in their eyes” she whispered as soft as she could, blushing you slapped her arm slightly and putting one finger to your mouth, saying she should be quiet. “When are you coming? And I hope you are not drinking already” he asked changing the tone is his voice “Ah shit sorry, just one whiskey ok! I am out with that girl, Seulgi and she treated me to a drink. I’ll be at your place in forty minutes ok?” You looked at your glass, almost empty. “Yeah sure, I will make something for you, I am free anyways for a few days so do you want anything special?” “Surprise me Kookie! Thanks you are the best!” ending your call you talked with seulgi for a few more minutes, then took the taxi back to Jungkook’s apartment.

“You look better, do you feel so noona?” he smiled, noticing how relieved you are after taking care of that ass. You nodded “So what did you prepare for me?” you looked around not seeing anything at all. “Well I decided we could also eat pizza, so I ordered some, since I know you love pizza” he smiled with the biggest smile he has, almost looks like his eyes twinkled at how proud he is that he could remember you love pizza. taking your hand towards his head, trying to pet him on the head “Good Bunny” you said while smiling. You threw your stuff to the side of the couch were it was lying this morning. “Hey kook, can I stay here the night?” You looked at him while he is looking for a movie to watch. “Yeah sure, but don’t you need clothes?” “I will call Jamie, she can bring me some” grabbing your phone and texting Jamie, instead of calling. Since she never picks up but only reads her texts. You hear the bell ringing, Jungkook immediately ran towards the door to pick up the pizza’s that he ordered. Eating pizza and watching Dumbo the movie together with Jungkook, this is gonna be a whole movie night, since he promised to watch It together with you, and even more movies to come. Seeing you got a text from Jamie saying she is at the place, you walk slowly towards the door opening it and seeing your friend with two full bags “I didn’t know what to get you, so I almost grabbed your whole closet. Oh euh I must say, I can’t celebrate Christmas with you. My parents want me to be with the family, and since yours doesn’t live here, who are you gonna be with then?” She asked. “She will be with me if that’s fine!” You jumped from Jungkook’s voice behind you, not knowing he stood there “JEEZ JUNGKOOK! Don’t scare me like that! But yeah i’d like that” still grabbing your heart of the scarejump jungkook just did on you. “Well merry christmas y/n, I will see you on new years eve! Gotta go byee!” She waved at you both and got off in the taxi towards her parents. “Well now you come with me, back to the pizza and the movie’s, we have a lot to watch!” Jungkook grabbed you by the collar and literally dragged you to the couch. Grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around you, “Hey that is the only blanket I have, give me some to! I am cold, please noona?” Bunny eyes, there it is, he is trying to act cute. But you gave in anyways and shared the blanket with him.

While watching it, Jungkook knew you had a phobia for clowns, so he just laughed at you, while you tried to hide behind him. Fully clinging onto him being the scared little shit you were. The movie after It was a bit boring, and since you were already tired you fell asleep on his broad shoulder. You snore a little bit, not much, but it was enough for Jungkook to not focus on the movie anymore but to look at you. “Heh you are so weird” he picked you up and put you into the bed, and laid himself beside you, staring at your face before finally falling asleep himself.

Christmas eve came so fast, you had a large back with all types of games, bought for Jungkook. He loves his games, so that was the gift you thought he would like and appreciates. “Hey, girl are you in dreamland again?” Seulgi snapped her fingers in front of you. Ever since the break-up with Jimin, you two became close friends. You both helped each other to get presents. “sorry Seulgi what were you saying?” She sighed and rolled her eyes “Girl, you need to confess to Jungkook, I can see you absolutely love that boy, you can’t stop thinking of him!” you smacked her arm “Stop saying that, I know I need to confess ok, but not today I think” She grabbed something from her bag “Here, a mistletoe, hang it up somewhere in his place, you must kiss when you are underneath it. It might help you” she giggled looking at your funny face. “I don’t know, but thanks. I must go, before I get a call from Jungkook, I told him I would be at his place by now and I am not there yet” you waved at the taxi passing towards you, “Have fun y/n! And make him yours ok? Fighting!” “Thanks Seulgi! Fighting!”

You slammed the door shut with your leg as you came in, since all your hands are full, one bag all your stuff for the weekend and the other bag full of packed games. You put your own bag right beside the couch as usual. Hearing the shower, he must be showering, well duh he might be. You walked with the gift’s towards the tree, and layed the presents beside the other present, knowing he bought more also for his family and friends he will be giving them later on. Standing up, remembering about the mistletoe that Seulgi gave you, you looked around for a good place to hang it. “Ah above the couch! Or no.. not there it’s possible we won’t be sitting on the couch tonight ah where to put it?” you sighed “hang it on the lamp above the dining table?” you jumped into the air, onto the couch. “JUNGKOOK! I told you not to sneak up on me! And put some damn clothes on!” Seeing him in only his boxers. He laughed at you and walked towards his room. you grabbed the mistletoe you dropped while you jumped, and got towards the dining table, climbing on it. Trying to hang the mistletoe on in. “I bet he must know what I am up to” you whispered as soft as you could. “You ready noona? Let’s make dinner together, the turkey is right there” You looked at the counter, shocked at how big the turkey is “But Jungkook, we are the only ones who are eating, how the hell are we gonna eat that?” looking straight back at him, gosh he looks so gorgeous with his wet hair. Trying to shake off your thoughts “So what else are we gonna make? Cookie’s or what?” He nodded “I have a bunny cutter! Look!” He proudly held the cookie cutter into his hands, besides his face “Looks like me doesn’t it? It’s as cute as me!” You laughed at how dumb he just looked, comparing himself to an animal, it was cute yes you agreed.

After two and a half hours of baking cookies, making the stuffed turkey and some potatoes and A LOT side dishes. You absolutely loved tteokbokki, so it was a must that you should have it. Knowing you are sitting underneath the mistletoe, you still wanted to eat first, because you were hungry as a pig. “Ah it’s so good! I am such a good cook!” he slurped his beer, “Yah, I made all this together with you, don’t take all the credit” you laughed and threw a napkin to him, “Just eat your food boy” He smiled back at you and got back to his food. He is so quiet when he is eating stuff he is enjoying. You stopped eating and just looked at him, smiling how happy he looks with his food. Putting the dishes in the dishwasher, “How did you eat that whole turkey Jungkook? Seriously how? How big is your stomach?” He just rubbed his belly “But I am still hungry” he said while walking towards the dining table again. You remember the mistletoe again and walked towards him. “You know what this means huh y/n?” While he pointed towards it. You just looked at him, “We were sitting underneath it the whole time, so I need to kiss you now you know?” he smirked, you were about to say something, but Jungkook was quicker and kissed you full on the lips, not hesitating a bit. He turned you both around, grabbing you by the hips and put you on the table. You parted ways “But huh?” You looked at him not knowing what just happened. “So yeah, I kind of liked you for a long time, and I wanted to tell you but then you were with Jimin already so I kinda gave up” He pause for a moment “But after you broke up and was here often, even spent nights here, I had a bit hope. Not fully, until I saw you were looking for a place to hang the mistletoe” He looked away, being the shy Kookie you know. You grab his face with both your hands and let him look at you. “Don’t be so shy, it’s alright, and don’t give up. You have always been there for me Kookie, you where my shoulder to cry on, my confort, the one that I felt at ease with. I don’t like anyone else, I love you Jungkook, I love you and only you” You kissed him again on the lips.

“Jamie, where is the firework? I asked you to place it somewhere I could find it” Jungkook half in panic. “I don’t know! Ask your girlfriend, she put them away”, he looked around, not finding you around him anymore, as just a few seconds ago. “I have the firework! Jungkook? Why the panicked face?” You look at him not knowing what is going on, did they had a fight or what? “Oh thank god! I thought I lost my firework! So you put them away, noona I love you and thank you, but please could you let my firework stand were I placed it?” He sighed with relieve. you kissed him on the lips “It’s fine now right? And it’s not that important right? By the way, how is it with the boys?” You asked, curious if anything is still right between them and Jimin. “Yeah it’s fine, Jimin hasn’t been roaming around with any girls anymore and he just focuses on bangtan” You smile, knowing they still are friends, even if you hate Jimin by now. His friends mean the world to him, so you would understand he would still hang out with Jimin. “Hey Jungkook! You couldn’t let us out of this! We are one remember? You have to be with us going to the new year!” Namjoon screamed in the distance, you turned around seeing whole bangtan, even Jimin was there. “Ah you guys are here?” He looked at them, “Yeah new year is about to start, just a minute to go already!” Yoongi said, “Wait since when are you this happy?” Jamie questioned him and threw her arms around him. You looked at them in shock “Jamie?! Yoongi?! What happened between the two of you?” You half screamed. Yoongi gave Jamie a small kiss on her lips. “Well y/n, sorry I haven’t told you yet, but we just started a relationship!” She said happily, you smiled, seeing your best friend smiling like crazy. It has been a long time you have seen her like that. “Five.. Four.. Three.. Two.. ONE HAPPY NEW YEAR” You all screamed, giving each other new years greetings. Jimin came up to you “Happy new year, for good health and happiness. Sorry I was such a bad boyfriend, hope you will forgive me?” You smiled, final hearing some sincerity from Jimin in a while “Yeah ofcourse, but don’t hurt anyone else ok, or you are for real dead meat” “BUT I WON’T FORGIVE YOU” you heard a scream from behind you, and turned around “SEULGII!!” and you jumped into her arms “Happy new year bitch, love you!” She gave you a champagne bottle and turned to the other ones. You already gave everyone their greetings, except for Jungkook. You walked up towards your boyfriend who was working on the fireworks. Gave him a back hug “Happy new year my bunny boyfriend” He Turned around, grabbing you in his arms and lifting you up, walking away from the firework “Happy new year, my most beautiful princess” he smiled widely, kissing you on the moment his fireworks went off. ___________________

I had a real hard time writing it, until the ending just came to me. So I hope you all like it.

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