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localcanadiancreature62 · 2 months ago

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Dipper and Mabel vs the Past au (title is a reference to an actual episode in the show) - Timestuck style au where instead of ending up in the time period where the Oregon Trail was being used in The Time Traveler's Pig,Dipper and Mabel end up 30 years into the past and end up uncovering secrets about their Grunkle Stan like WAYYYY earlier than they're supposed to (time travelers pig is s1,not what he seems is s2. they discover things Very Early in the timeline here). Mabel ends up with Ford,Dipper ends up with Stan. Now i know the usual portrayal of this au is "the kids being with their favorite grunkles" but i wanted to do something different cuz i LOVE exploring the dynamics of Dipper with Stan and Mabel with Ford sooo bad. I'm thinking this is set like... Paranoia Ford era aka the events culminating to Stan receiving the postcard,so basically Ford has literally just lost his best friend and also almost had his fucking tendons snapped and now he has to deal with a child who is apparently his great niece in the future while simultaneously protecting the child from Bill,Ford has a lot on his plate lmaooo.

Meanwhile Mullet Stan is down on his luck as he lives in his shitty rundown apartment while trying to avoid Rico due to owing him money that he currently doesn't have,he's miserable as ever and then a child with a hat as well as a striking resemblance to his brother suddenly appears in his car when he was out shoplifting groceries,having to take care of it when he can barely take care of himself. Angst and hurt/comfort + a few wholesome moments ensue. Ford finds himself getting attached to his young niece even when he's incredibly highstrung and feels that he can't trust anyone right now,seeing that such a bright and caring soul is worth trusting. Mabel eventually finds out about Bill after the bastard possesses Ford while she was trying to give him a better sleep schedule,and the girl makes it her mission to protect her other grunkle (like i said. they figure things out way early here) from that bastard after realizing that this pointy jerk wants to hurt him as evident from the fork stabbing and Ford's journal pages regarding him being tormented by Bill (bro the funniest thing is that Bill doesn't even appear yet in this current part of the timeline lmaoo. like dreamscapers happens WAYYY AFTER the time traveler's pig. so Mabel basically just saw a triangle dude that she knows nothing about and has never met and decided that she needs to fight for her life to protect Ford from him despite ALSO not knowing anything about her other grunkle either). Mabel helps Ford slowly get himself back together as Bill is biding his time to eventually get the portal started again one way or another,meaning that Bill is too busy planning things out to torment Ford,thus Mabel chooses self care for her Grunkle Ford and makes it his problem, trying to force Ford to get out of the house for groceries or at least give him a few minutes to touch grass rather than being cooped up in his dumb dork lab all day making him shower giving him a better sleep schedule and even making cupcakes for him so he can eat things besides moldy cheese or strange tasting alien cow milk (reference to that one real life journal 3 page with the weird cow). Ford is actually very shocked and touched by this gesture,because he has been spending weeks all by himself while being actively tortured without anyone by his side but now this girl suddenly makes his life a little brighter and he thanks her for that,despite him being strict snappy and moody most of the time due to being stressed from Bill and the portal (i can't really blame him for feeling that way. i too would feel my sanity slipping as the looming threat of the apocalypse going to be eventually caused by my former muse is getting nearer and nearer while said muse is also torturing me 24/7 all while juggling self care and research and taking care of a whole child to top it all off),bro is close to tears when he realizes that he's not alone after all and that he doesn't HAVE to be alone,and that he actually needs someone rather than not needing people like what he said,i.e "I don't need you. I don't need anyone!" and Mabel is right there to help him. Mabel ends up wearing 80s clothes as well as stops using her phone in public in order to not draw suspicion after Ford pointed out that people would get pretty confused by her glowing shoes and "advanced flip phone",meanwhile Ford tries to figure out how to find the time tape that the girl speaks of as he starts to study time travel and relearn the laws of time in order to help Mabel as he plans on possibly building a makeshift time machine to replace the tape in the case that they never find it.

So far Mabel is doing pretty well despite having to deal with her snappy Grunkle Ford and the fact that her Grunkle Stan was lying about her and Dipper being the only family he has left as well as the fact that she actively has to ignore every trick that Bill pulls on her including possession by using unicorn hair that is now a hair extension on her own hair (early discovery) while also trying to not die/get grievously injured at the hands of Bill or Bill possessed Ford and ALSO greatly missing her brother who is nowhere to be found as she can't find a way home to her time as she begins to experience literally disappearing very slowly as a result of a time paradox of her being in a time before she was even born,what fun! :D.

Dipper however,has worse problems to deal with than a demon triangle and a snappy Grunkle. He has to deal with being homeless and being even MORE anxious/guarded than he already was due to the fact that his Grunkle Stan's enemies could jump him any moment. He has to be Stan's accomplice in committing crimes like shoplifting or pickpocketing people for food and money. The fact that Stan is a criminal and that he has to commit crimes with the risk of getting caught or worse,killed by his Grunkle's old "friends" puts a lot of weight on the poor boy,and he was anxious as is with him generally being highstrung and now he has EVERY reason to be afraid due to him being a runaway criminal with Stan. Although having to live a hard life and commit difficult crimes even when it's wrong ended up toughening Dipper up,showing that dealing with the hard and fast life boosted his confidence tenfold. Dipper actually feels bad for his Grunkle Stan,even when the guy kept making fun of him back then (i.e Dipper vs manliness and the bottomless pit stories),as he had NO IDEA that his Grunkle lived like this before. So he makes sure to be as helpful and as less of a burden as possible,just to make his Grunkle Stan happy. Heck,he even becomes protective of his Grunkle despite his weak nerd arms and he has gotten injured for the grifter's sake multiple times such as the time he got a lot of scrapes and bruises from trying to rescue Stan from falling in a ditch as he ended up falling himself instead. Stan is glad to have a little buddy around him,especially when the kid is his future nephew and thus family,since he's been suffering all by himself for so long and he really appreciates the company. He really wishes that he could help Dipper regarding the whole time tape situation,but only Ford could know what to do as he's too dumb to understand time travel (Stan ur inferiority complex is showing). So he figures that the only way he could help is to just watch out for a weird looking tape measure with an hour glass symbol on it and steal it immediately from whoever has it (the time tape has actually ended up with Blendin after he used a spare time tape to look for the other one that the kids have [he needs to return those. he'll get in trouble for losing a single one],and he's been looking for the children for a while so that he could bring them back to their own time as their very presence in the 80s is a time anomaly and thus he wants to fix it before he gets in trouble with the time police).

Dipper ALSO forces Stan to take care of himself,although to a lesser extent than Mabel with Ford. He doesn't do any heavy duty self care work,but he more so reminds Stan to consider himself too whenever they have food or beds to share instead of just letting him have everything and sacrificing the little stability he already has for the kid. Dipper also tries to give them a better lifestyle at some point by convincing Stan to rent a house and also steal wads of cash from an ATM just to give him a taste of a normal life again since he feels bad for his Grunkle having to sleep in his car or a shitty apartment all the time,Stan literally cries from this gesture as he's so happy to have someone besides Ford finally care about him after 10 years of being alone. He discovers that he doesn't have to be alone and push people away despite wanting someone to care so bad,as Dipper is there to help him.

The two happily live in the rented house for a few weeks until they the landlord kicked them out for not paying rent and then they had to make a run for it. Sometimes,being with Dipper physically pains Stan because of how much he reminds him of Ford. He has the same bright curiosity and thirst for knowledge that his brother had,the same innocence and happiness that Ford had before everything happened. Stan missing Ford is so evident to the point of him occasionally calling the kid "Poindexter" because of how much the boy reminds him of his twin. Dipper finds out about Ford sooner or later because of this,plus he ends up discovering the old picture of Stan and Ford in front of the Stan o' War in his Grunkle's jacket.

He gets angry at the future old Stan for never telling him about his brother and that he had another Grunkle,but he soon realizes why after young Stan explains the whole ordeal he has with Ford regarding the science fair incident. Stan himself points that out too. "What the- You- You had a brother this whole time?!. How come your future self never told me about this?!. What other things is he hiding?. Ugh." "Well,kid. If i know myself,i wouldn't go around telling everyone about the drama i have with my brother y'know?. Especially when it still hurts *sniff*." "What?. What do you mean 'drama'?. Actually,is that the reason why you're living like this and you don't ask him for help?." "Uhh.. You see,my brother is a stubborn jerk. So stubborn that he decided to go to college instead of staying with me. And he let Dad kick me out because of what?. Breaking his dumb perpetual motion machine project?." Stan says in frustration as the resentment is oozing with his every word,as he still doesn't forgive Ford for what he did even with how much he misses him. "Oh.. That's awful. I don't really know the full scope of what happened between you two,but i can say that it's that bad considering that you ended up living on the streets soon after." "Ya think?. As far as i'm concerned,that nerd is living it up in a normal house with his dumb college money instead of sleeping out in a car all the damn time." "And kid,there's a reason why the older me didn't tell you anything. Whatever happens to us in the future,that bastard STILL didn't talk to me about our problems. As him- er me not talking about it means that the resentment is still simmering inside." "Ah,figures. I guess you really are Grunkle Stan instead of some random dumb hobo with how wise you are." "Can it Dippy. I wasn't the one crying over losing a hat yesterday." "Hey!. I- It's my signature accessory,i can't go without it" "Yeah yeah whatever". Also,Dipper and Mabel greatly miss the other. The kids' determination to get back to their twin no matter what cost reminds their respective Stans that they used to be like that too back then,always prioritizing their twin over everything else.

Mabel always makes little doodles of her and Dipper's adventures together in her new 80s scrapbook which Ford catches her doing,meanwhile Dipper rambles about how fun and supportive Mabel is to Stan whenever they have a break from being on the run. Stan feels conflicted over letting the boy constantly talk about how great his sister is when his own sibling is a good for nothing bastard but it also makes him think that maybe he and Ford can be like that again sometime whenever he finally gets the courage to call him or send a postcard to him,Ford on the other hand ignores Mabel's Dipper doodles and occasional rambles about her brother while making an excuse about him being "too busy" to hear about it despite the real reason being that he's too angry at Stan to keep being reminded of the fact that they used to be as close as his future niece and nephew. Both younger twins realize that they NEED to get their Grunkles to talk to each other since it's painful to see a set of siblings like them hate each other so much,especially when they're family, although Mabel is more insistent about it than Dipper due to the fact that Stan has bigger fish to fry than making up with his brother plus the girl is more optimistic than her brother who thinks that Stan and Ford's relationship is broken beyond repair and that there's no hope for them. But getting their Grunkles talk to each other is a job for another time,as they still have to find each other and also find the time tape as well as blend into the 80s until they get back.

(i made this au forever ago. but i forgot to finish it until like November or show it to anyone until now 💀)

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paymechildsupport · 10 months ago

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I should have really been in bed five hours ago, but these leaks make me wanna commit heinous acts and I just gotta do something about this Sukuna pic cuz erm… just :3

He’s just so….. <3

EHEHEHHEHEHEHEH I don’t know what it is but the idea of having such a powerful, destructive man just down at my feet is so intoxicating jsjshdbdbdb

Just imagine his humongous form in your sheets in the latest hours of midnight— just an amalgamation of limbs on your bedspread

Drowsy and drunk off sleepiness, fighting off exhaustion in that soft cushiony state between consciousness with his big arms swallowing your much tinier body up, head on your chest

You’d absentmindedly run your fingers through his wolf hair, nails scraping his scalp in such a way to elicit tiny sounds of contentment

He in no way would be silent: bro will be sighing and huffing and even just purring occasionally,- exactly like an old cat or dog. You’d feel every noise vibrate, bouncing around in his large chest, pressed against your torso

The second you fall asleep and cease to shower him in affection he’d immediately get incredibly offended

He’d take it personally, and man’s can hold a NASTY GRUDGE (look what he’s doing to poor Yuji 😭)

He’d let out a rather audible, “hmph”, and make a show of pulling himself off of you, making sure he woke you up

“How dare you, pathetic mortal”

HE’D SULK

He’d be both very bluntly aggressive but also passive aggressive in every. Single. Thing.

He is entitled to your time, your attention, your affection, your every waking thought should be dedicated to him and him alone. He should be first priority over everything

JAJSJDBBDBS Y’know how in like superhero movies the villain sometimes has this really adorable cliché where they are this absolutely brutal, horrible monster whose committed numerous misdeeds but have a wife / spouse they treasure above all else? Like, they’ll be in the middle of explaining their plans of world domination when their wife all of a sudden calls out that dinner’s ready, — and then all of a sudden the villain is this esteemed gentleman who’s just really really excited to have some lasagna his darling wife made for dinner?? They really just wanna keep their spouse outta all the crime and such cuz they know they hate it and always get scolded for it.

yeah, that’s the only way I’ve been coping for these past leaks 🥶

Sukuna would be in the middle of nuking the map when all of a sudden you pull up

He’d be talking all high and mighty, saying how he’d obliterate and kill all of Yuji’s loved ones when suddenly he hears his name get called out and he’d just FREEZE.

“Quick, act like I didn’t just murder your closest kin like three minutes ago.”

”what? Why??”

“Because my spouse is here and they’ll actually skin me alive if they see me like this 😡—- hey honey ☺️ how’s it going..?”

Like tensing up, eyes bulging, lip quivering, sweating BULLETS, the most scared anyone’s ever seen him. Immediately dropping everything, disregarding the accumulating mass of cursed energy he’d been saving up for the past twenty minutes, to turn around and give you his best, most charming smile

You’d just walk up to him and like, grab him by the ear, yanking him down to your level to curse the ever living daylights outta him

“Stop going out and bullying teenagers 🤬 you miserable old man I swear—“

And he’d just stand there and TAKE IT. You’d scold him exactly like a disappointed mother, personally escorting him off the battlefield and profusely apologizing to Yuji for your husband’s actions

He’d just be all sad, walking away and dragging his feet, moping, back hunched, hand holding yours 😭🤏 and leaving an incredibly confused Yuji

And then you adopt Yuji and Sukuna stops being a grumpy old man and my boy gets his happily ever after and we all hug it out :3

#I NEED HIM #i need him so bad #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jjk oneshot #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna #sukuna x you #sukuna jjk #jjk fluff #sukuna fluff #jjk spoilers #This truly is my jujutsu Kaisen #he’s so silly #he’s so pretty

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hunnysnoops · 11 months ago

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Main Three + Craig with morbid/odd reader

“I want love to change my friends to enemies and tell me how it’s all my fault.”

Stan:

He lets you draw on him but instead of doodling you take a black marker and start to meticulously draw dotted lines and arrows like you’re a surgeon prepping him for cosmetic surgery.

While helping him with farm chores you go into detail about how you can compost and break down a corpse in soil, he just kinda nods along.

You give him tarot readings every week. He thought they were fake and just did it to entertain you until his week played out exactly like you said it would. When he realized he just froze up and went non verbal.

Stan- “Hey, do you have any spells to curse my dad?”

Met him when he was in his goth era.

The two of you were having a moment in the rain when you told him that he should’ve worn shoes with rubber soles in case he gets struck by lightning.

You started writing his eulogy when you were laying in bed together, bro was trying not to freak out. Just spam texted Kyle.

You’re date idea is taking him to an abandoned house.

You guys bonded over music. Now you help him write songs since you’re so used to writing poetry.

Reader- “You’re into music?”

Stan- “Yeah, I guess so.”

Reader- “Have you heard Carnival of the Animals, R. 125: Aquarium composed by Camille Saint-Saëns and performed by Philippe Entremont, Gaby Casadesus, and Yo-Yo Ma?”

Stan- “Can’t say I have.”

Kyle:

Has veiny arms so when the two of you are just chilling you’ll put your finger on one of the veins and start talking about what would happen if you severed it. He’s lowkey interested from a scientific standpoint.

You’ll straddle his hips and pull his lips back to look at his teeth, poking around in his mouth like a dentist. You’re inches apart.

Reader- “Wow, you have beautiful teeth.”

Kyle- “Thank you?”

He’s kinda fascinated by you but also repulsed by some of the things you do/say.

He came to your house and you were butchering your own meat, left right away.

You listen to The Cure together.

When you climb trees to look for birds and squirrels he’ll climb too to help you.

Will get mad annoyed after listening to you say incredibly out of pocket things while he’s trying to focus on something.

He’ll buy you little knickknacks that remind him of you.

Before he got to know you, he talked mad shit.

Sometimes gets super freaked out by your behaviour, you straight up give him the heebie-jeebies.

Reader- “So this is my collection of human teeth.”

Kyle- “All of those are yours, right?”

Reader- “Actually, none of them are mine.” 😁

Kyle- 😨

Kenny:

Sits through horror movies and weird foreign films with you. He didn’t like it at first but he came around and started sourcing out movies he’d think you like.

You took him to a Wicca ceremony and he had the time of his life.

You taught him how to make flower crowns and now he makes them all the time. He likes to give them to Karen.

When he sees something off-putting or creepy he will immediately take a picture and send it to you.

Reader- “Hey, it’s raining. Do you want to go look for earth worms and build a worm colosseum?”

Kenny- “Hell yeah.”

He likes to go for walks in the forest with you, you guys will look for bugs and pick them up or make them houses of leaves and twigs.

He’ll help you wash the skulls/bones you find.

Never really minded that you were weird, he approached you first because he thought you were hot.

He loves when you play with his hair and tie little braids into it.

You guys tried to recreate The Blair Witch Project but failed miserably when you actually got lost in the woods.

You’ll meet up at the graveyard and just sit in the grass while you talk about ghosts and ghouls. Sometimes you’ll walk around and stop at a specific grave and guess how they died.

Reader- “Would you rather be in Cannibal Holocaust or The Poughkeepsie Tapes?”

Kenny- “Erm, I gotta pick The Poughkeepsie Tapes.”

Craig:

Generally goes along with whatever you want to do.

Reader- “Can we go down to the riverbank to pickup fish heads and then eat out their eyes?”

Craig- “Yeah, sure.”

He’ll just watch you roll around in the mud or set little twig piles on fire, he won’t join in but he also won’t interfere.

You’ll talk to Stripe, not in the baby voice that people usually use to talk to animals but your tone will be dead serious like you’re talking to a grown adult.

The two of you will watch true crime documentaries together.

He’ll fuck up anyone who calls you weird or a freak.

When you’re out in public, you’ll point someone out and predict how they’re going to die.

There’s nothing you can do that’ll shock him, he’s unfazed by everything that you say.

Sometimes gets concerned with you around Stripe.

You’ll disappear for hours at a time and he’ll get worried, sending you a million texts then you’ll randomly show up at his door soaking wet or covered in dirt with no warning.

Craig- “Where have you been? You weren’t answering my texts.”

Reader- “I was meeting with a friend of mine who is alive.”

Craig- “Oh, that’s cool.”

Requests are open! I’m working through a couple right now. Thanks to the anon who requested this.

#kyle broflovski #kyle south park #south park #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #south park x reader #south park x y/n #stan marsh #craig tucker #sp craig #craig tucker x reader #stan marsh x reader #kenny mcormick x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #sp kyle #south park hcs #south park headcanons

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makethosenarratorsfight · 1 year ago

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UNRELIABLE NARRATORS; THE FINAL FINAL

Shen Qingqiu Propaganda:

The entire series is told from his POV and the story seems like a comedy. The side stories from other characters POVs make the story sound like a tragedy. He thought that Luo Binghe hated him and wanted him dead while everyone else knew that Binghe was in love with him.

the whole book he’s using his OWN interpretation of the world to explain literally everything, not knowing that his introduction into the world changed it so fundamentally that his prior knowledge of it is less than useless. he’s like “binghe is being sweet to me because binghe is sweet to people that wronged him before repaying their slight a thousandfold, and he only adds their acceptance of his sweetness to his tally of their sins!! i have to run away forever or he’ll tear my arms and legs off!!!!!!” and binghe in reality is like “wow the love of my life my beloved shizun is scared of me still :( i should act sweet and nonthreatening so he’s not scared of me :(“ and he literally doesn’t have this corrected until the end of the book. but even when that one thing is corrected he still is like “haha okay but these other six things-“ bro……. cucumber bro………….. you homosexualized the world just accept it

He examines the entire reality he's isekai-ed into as if it's still fictional and his inner monologue ignores any "character trait" of the people around him that doesn't fit into his perception of "canon" despite everything he's done to change reality from the canon of the novel he first read. He routinely mislabels his own emotions as well as making heteronormative assumptions about himself and the people around him before he finally realises he's in reciprocated gay love with a man. It's a book that benefits being read twice, so the second time around you can focus on the implications Shen Qingqiu blatantly misses.

Transmigrates into a novel he “hates,” assumes he’s doing a good job pretending to be the character whose body he got stuck in, assumes other characters will stick to their original paths. Lotta assumptions, lots of rationalizing, lots of incredible feats of misunderstanding/misinterpreting things. His internal narration is also hysterical.

Lemony Snicket Propaganda:

(I would like to preface this by saying that Lemony Snicket is the author's pen name, not a real person, and he exists as a character in-universe as well as being the one in-universe who writes the books!) I'd say he's unreliable because he spent time collecting information about the Baudelaire kids and then... wrote books about it. He has no idea what any of their dialogue actually was, what they were thinking, or even the whole plot, he's just doing research into the incidents and then filling in the gaps to make it a story. What ACTUALLY happened to the Baudelaires? Nobody really knows for sure

While the Baudelaire siblings are in potentially life threatening danger, he will randomly start talking about his own life and just leave the siblings hanging. For example, once Count Olaf was threatening to kill Violet, and then Lemony randomly began talking about how he met the love of his life at a costume party. This man CANNOT stay on topic. Usually when a new character is introduced, Lemony tells us right at the start that they’re either going to die or that the Baudelaire siblings will never see them again. Foreshadowing is not subtle in these books. CONSTANTLY emphasizes how miserable he feels while writing these books. At one point he admits that he had to put his pencil down and go cry for a while because of how sad it made him. Once he filled an entire page with nothing but the word “ever” to emphasize how dangerous it is to put forks in electrical outlets. He also repeated a paragraph about deja vu later on in the book to give the reader deja vu.

#unreliable narrators #final final #polls #unreliable narrator battle #shen qingqiu #sqq #svsss #scum villain #scum villain self saving system #lemony snicket #a series of unfortunate events #asoue #asoue books #asoue netflix

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more-sonorous · 2 months ago

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It seems the people want my rant, since 100% of you answered yes to the poll— so here goes, and please don’t flame me too bad! I know uksies is beloved but after talking to @jackmkelly I gotta share my opinion

here goes

I really do not like Davey’s costume in uksies. I don’t despise all of it- I like the shape of his sleeves, the proper cut of his pants and the height of his collar, but I especially hate his color palette. Actually I sort of despise his color palette, or lack of one. Uksies colors Jack, Katherine, and Crutchie pretty well, and I’m only saying that because they manage to stand out splendidly against the mass of miserable, bland gray and black and white. In my opinion, they fucked Davey’s color palette up so incredibly hard— like WHY is Davey gray and brown like a background newsie? Why doesn’t he have any color at all?

(Take a moment to admire Ryan’s beauty and perfect Davey portrayal before rejoining me on my soapbox. Does this not look positively gray? It’s so *bland*.)

Okay so either I’m colorblind, or this is just the most boring, nondescript pallete known to man. why, even in act 2, is he still blending in with the background? You’d be hard pressed to spot bro in a group of newsies, which doesn’t make any sense because he’s co-leading a strike at this point.

in livesies (and also in 92sies), we see Davey’s personality journey in his costume. In livesies he adopts Jack’s signature blue, rolls his sleeves up and unbuttons his waistcoat to show that he’s truly grown into his position as leader. In 92sies, Davey’s silhouette also changes to mimic the casualty of Jack’s costume. The color symbolism in the film and in 92sies is really important to me and I think it shows off Dave’s journey as a character very well.

In uksies he just remains so boring and it makes me so angry because it’s literally blatant Davey erasure imho. Why doesn’t he get a smidge of Jack’s red? Or literally any other color? Just a necktie or some suspenders would suffice. Some sort of visible change. Why can’t he roll up his sleeves or unbutton his collar? I’ve seen people saying his color is green (I haven’t seen any physical green on his costume but I could be missing something. @make-friends-with-the-rats sent me a picture that looks fairly green but that disappears under the stage lighting, as you can see in the pics above) but idk. It just rubs me the wrong way that the only change we see is an unbuttoned vest.

Where’s the determination? Where’s the assimilation into the rest of the group? Ryan Kopel’s Davey is anxious, yeah, but he gets angry and frustrated in act 2. He has character growth that is not acknowledged in his costume.

Anyways, rant over. This has bothered me since I watched the bootleg. It’s probably not a big deal in the end but those are my thoughts lol. If you have a potential explanation for this choice pls do lmk

(Uksies lovers please do not flame me too hard, I love Ryan’s portrayal of Davey I just think they did bro dirty with the black and white fit. I have huge gripes with their costuming in general but this is the biggest offense to me. Again— love the production. It made serious strides and it was very well done. But this costume… :( )

#newsies #uksies #davey jacobs #costumes #color theory #sonorousyaps #newsies discourse #summoning all newsies tumblr users #drop your opinions down below #what do we think chat #this is davey erasure #that’s what I think #stop dressing Davey like a background newsie #that’s it #please don’t hate me

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yuukei-yikes · 1 year ago

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Long as hell text post under the cut my guys

me when i wake up and talk every day about the same shit. heart <3 i could talk for days abt jin and the misogyny he writes with. it's everywhere of course lol but out of the female characters takane's like…. the most tragic, in my opinion, because she's the only female character to have absolutely 0 backstory. yes, there's Some stuff, such as her illness, but truly takane does not have that much angst surrounding her illness. everything about her is rather about haruka. takane's moment is yuukei yesterday, but yuukei yesterday is entirely about both haruka and takane and their relationship. yes it's takane's pov, but it's ultimately still about… haruka, and how she feels about him.

back then in the fandom, pre over the dimension specifically, there was a take going around i remember pretty well. "people write haruka and takane like there's nothing more to them than being in love with each other" like the only time we'd see haruka and takane specifically (in fan content), they'd just be there to be shippy. i TOTALLY agreed with this sentiment and i always have, especially because i've always been obsessed with them as characters and i was overanalyzing every little thing (when otd came out i was over the moon bc i got so much stuff right btw. if u even care)

HOWEVER. if u think about it. pre over the dimension, with the manga having covered yuukei yesterday already and the next time takane (and haruka) appear as themselves in the manga is A LOT later in volume 10 (by that time, otd was already out) (also i'll get to takane in 2nd manga route in a second), so what we had at the time, for haruka and takane's backstory, was manga&novel yuukei yesterday and what we got from the anime. if you consider this… truly, at first the only thing to go off really was. just their relationship. that was all there was to both of them, because haruka was described from takane's pov, and everything we got from takane was how she felt for haruka. that was IT. for everything else u had to read between the lines like i was doing bc 10 years later i'd still be here talking about it teehee

of course there are also the songs. takane's songs set in time before she's ene are yuukei yesterday and of course headphone actor, one of the Best kagepro songs dont even come AT ME anyways headphone actor as a song touches THE OTHER BIG THING we were offered about takane at the time. okay, she isn't JUST in love with haruka. the other thing about takane is… she wants to SURVIVE!!!

i've talked about this LOADS of times i know (about this entire thing actually but i just like talking about also it's my blog) takane gets opening eyes because she's so determined to live. ratio + this from novel 2 headphone actor

which brings me to. ugh. second manga route. takane….would not…. KILL HERSELF…. second manga route WHY. we finally get to see Takane again in the manga and she's just so spectacularly NOT HERSELF it's crazy. takane since her INTRODUCTION is presented as "selfish" and how her want for attention from haruka or in general gets the best of her. that's ene. THAT'S ene!!! that's also why ENE stays with shintaro!!! it is FUNDAMENTAL to her character. we were given miserably little about her and in the most simplified way to put it, those things are: takane 1. is an attention whore<3 2. doesn't want to die. so tell me. how do you manage to get these 2 very simple things so incredibly WRONG in second manga route.

where in the world would takane get mad haruka got another friend. it makes NO sense!?!? bro haruka and shintaro ARE ALSO BEST FRIENDS IN THE MAIN ROUTE, where takane ACTUALLY HAS REASONS TO ACTIVELY REALLY DISLIKE SHINTARO, and she doesn't give a fuck that they're friends, why would she randomly care so much now when she has no reason to even dislike shintaro? so basically because she doesn't have ayano she gets jealous and wants haruka all to herself?? erm ok?? let's say that's true (it's not), even if she was jealous of shintaro her desire to be by haruka's side WILL be stronger, she would NEVER just turn around and leave. absolutely NOT. one of the stupidest things takane does is want haruka to look her way so bad she doesn't realize HE'S DYING ON HER. this bitch is so insanely self centered she would never in her life walk out on haruka just for having another friend. REAL takane walks in there with that stupid basket and be like Everyone look at me NOW<3

ok. first trait: attention whore: second manga route FAILS. second trait: doesn't want to die. wonder what second manga route will do. (looks into the camera) takane kills herself in second manga route.

dude you're crazy. you literally get EVERYTHING WRONG. it pisses me off. and not only does she kill herself but she does it because haruka DIED!?!?!?!?!? OH MY GOD. i hate it it's so fucking fake it's not HER THAT'S NOT TAKANE ENOMOTO THAT'S A SHIT CHARACTER JIN AND MAHIRO SATO DECIDED TO SUDDENLY WRITE INTO THE STORY i already put it in this post but let me attach it again

dear lord. anyways i've talked about that loads of times but i needed to include it in this talk cuz. yeah. i dont even HATE the rest of second manga route i just hate how takane is written specifically but since she's everything 2 me erm. you get my thumbs down!!! anyways having acknowledged second manga route we can move on.

back to main route discussion. so takane's backstory. not super deep, especially compared to other characters. yes her backstory is basically that she's sad because her boyfriend dies. but as ene there's so much more to unpack, right?! a character who will 100% accept a HALF DEATH because she's so determined not to die, but she's also mentioned to be tirelessly looking for her body because despite everything she's got HOPE? that's SUPER interesting, i love her!! what will she- *is obsessed with shintaro* ene's obsession with shintaro again ties in with everything else, desperate for attention, finds kinship with shintaro because she (or rather, ayano) decided he's compatible with her, but most importantly, he's doing badly and she wants to help him. takane isn't a person anymore, she's alive only as a technicality, so… she spends time with shintaro! but we ignore, it's TWO YEARS. and only in one of those she is with shintaro. we tend to overlook she spends the WHOLE TIME looking for her body in that other year. of course ene talks a lot about how much she loves her power, how much she loves being ene and not having to take care of her sick body but it's a REALITY that she wants to get it back. if she really didn't want it, why would she look for it and later get back into it when she does find it? but that's in between the lines. ene's obsession with shintaro is super interesting and you KNOW i love everything we know about takane be it her obsession with shintaro or her crush on haruka. i just wish there was....more.... like everyone else gets more! like HARUKA, a damn side character, gets more!!

haruka gets so SO much, he even bonds with SETO!! he gets a really well developed friendship with shintaro, he gets a very long detailed introduction scene with ayano with funny younger mekatrio shenanigans, he gets yuukei quartet hangout moments, he gets a GOOD RELATIONSHIP WITH KENJIROU (fundamental imo as he's very important both in general and haruka and takane's social circle back then) and not just all that, but super thoughtfully written feelings about his illness, views on life, wishes... and all takane's story gets is…. she's sick, but it's ok it's not deadly, HARUKA HOWEVER…. oh, HE'S the real delicate one….especially since she's in love with him ofcourse!! dont forget!! btw she's grumpy cuz of her illness. she wishes she just didn't need sleep. aaanywaaays did we mention it's not as important as haruka's illness and btw she's in love with him?

unlike haruka, takane gets no relationship with ayano, and all their interactions are talking about how in LOVE they are with haruka and shintaro. no relationship with kenjirou beyond comic relief of ugh useless ass teacher, even revealed later on she stays in the dark about kenjirou forcing them to participate in the festival ON PURPOSE and playing her like that so she would be determined and make haruka join. her dynamic to shintaro pre being ene is just pitiful, and if it wasn't for his behavior towards her shintaro would be…. erm normal?? yea he's cold to ayano but that vs the way he randomly treats takane without even knowing her. god. imagine kagepro where shintaro DIDN'T do that. he'd still be flawed and stuff like what was the need😭 like HUUHH. takane gets nothing!!!!! and if we're still on the shintaro subject, why she's the asshole for being a menace as ene? whatever. i support women's wrongs. bully him harder.

alright. later she's ene, bonds with the dan. wait!! look!! it's KANO!!! she has so much in common with him, to the point he chooses her to open up to and helps her get her body back!!! this is a GREAT character choice to pair her with and to develop a dynamic with!! uh. oh wait….. kano's just totally awful to her and then later leaves her to get her body back offscreen and on her own? (looks into the camera again)

to continue comparing haruka and takane. takane mentions grandma makes her lunch, grandpa is dead, and they're both SUPER worried about her illness. there's…. nothing about their personalities or their relationship to her. meanwhile, haruka mentions everything! he's all like my illness… when it killed my mother it was exactly when the doctors said it would. my dad is cold and a little strange and doesnt spend time at home. we have a live in helper who does chores. like that's already so much deeper!

u find out through another mention later on that takane's parents work overseas but you dont know ANYTHING else despite it being so specific. while haruka goes on about his relationship with his dad or rather lack of relationship, and there's even some stranger at home doing chores for him. and again HE GETS TO HAVE A CLOSE RELATIONSHIP WITH KENJIROU, heavily written as a father/son dynamic. man.

anyways…. this is kinda all over the place and it's something i talk about very often but teehee. wanted to do it again. i was thinking about it again because i realized i don't tend to draw haruka in a context outside being takane's boytoy. which i don't particularly care about because i know that's not all i see him as and i do see him as a deep character of his own and i like analyzing him just as much… it's just in art specifically he's just always there to be in love with her and nothing else. and i was like damn does that suck of me?? but you know what. i dont care<3 thanks for coming to my ted talk.

#kagepro #kagerou project #takane enomoto #kagenalysis #my art

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plinfaaa · 3 months ago

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STRANGER THINGS SEXUALITY HEADCANONS BECAUSE ITS MY GOOD RIGHT 🗣️🗣️🗣️ + YAPPING!

I am so tired rn. I'm having a German exam on Friday and my ass is sitting here writing down shit for yall because WDYM I ACTUALLY HAVE PPL READING MY SHIT? TYSM FOR THAT BTW 🫶🫶🫶 THIS WILL ALSO BE A SHIT TON OF YAPPING BTW!

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Mike: Okay, so I guess atp we all know that this guy is just a closeted Homosexual. He tries so hard to hide the fact he's gay, he's failing miserably. And he is VERY confused by his feelings thorwards Will.

Will: Openly gay. I don't have to say anything else. We all know he is yearning for Mike. We all know he always had been.

Lucas: Bi. As a preteen he was kind of simping for a random basketball player. Later in life he realized that might've been a little more than just that.

Dustin: Straight Ally to bi-curious. He is pretty sure he is into girls but he prolly wouldn't say no to trying. ALSO CAN WE PLS APPRECIATE HIS AND SUZIES RELATIONSHIP? Bros live SO FAR away and try EVERYTHING to communicate with each other.

Eleven: I am actually SO TORN. I am 100% she is Asexual. Kissing, cuddling, holding hands, being cheesy is a 100% yes for her. But anything more is gross. Also I am a Lesbian El truther. Cuz Lesbian and Gay pairings are ALWAYS fun (Syd and Stan IANOWT). But also just because I personally think that she was just so incredibly attached to Mike, she didn't even rlly knew what love even means. Mike was the first boy her age she got to know. Ofc she had to be with him. Now the hard part. I am unsure wether Aromantic or Demiromantic El. I do belive in independent partnered El. BUT ELMAX. God they got me going FERAL. Either way she's on the spectrum!

Max: 100% Bi too. I love Lumax and Elmax, both is PERFECT. Max never thought about her sexuality much. She fell for Lucas, realized girls where cute too and just vibed with it. She and Robin probably had a talk about that when Robin outs herself. And they are very casual about it!

Suzie: Straight Ally! The sweetest and kindest soul. She will listen to everyone's pains and relationship struggles, sit there akwardly and then yap to cheer them up. She is probably bad with comforting. (Actually I just realized as I'm writing this that Autism makes sense for her! And now I'm HAPPY about that.)

Nancy: Bi panic in person. Her relationship with Steve was merely to fuck around (haha literally.) and be rebellious. Her relationship with Jonathan wad more and really serious. But you are on my blog and therefore you KNOW what I'm gonna scream for. RONANCE. After sorting things out with Jonathan, they both decided to part. She was akward around Steve but only because she started falling for his bestie. And god she loves Robin sm. She was so afraid of getting attached but SUPRISE SUPRISE. She did.

Jonathan: Straight Ally(???) I actually never thought much about him even tho from season 1-3 he was one of my ultimate favs. He just decided to be single for some time after Nancy and him broke up and he's happy about it. He goes back to California (after thinking about it for a long time because he wanted to be there for Will. But after Byler sorted it out he could leave peacefully.) Anyways, he and Argyle just keep vibin, he gets a photography job and maybe eventually after a break another girl.

Argyle: Pan. Oh GOD I LOVE HIM. I just know he and Jonathan did things when they were high. (Jonathan actually told Nancy and apologized like 500 times but she didn't mind a lot). He hooks up with random at times. Not in a bad way. He is a mindful person and makes sure everything is safe and protected. He has a few girlfriends from time to time. Some boyfriends here and there. Just happy to be there! He just wants someone who doesn't care about him being a stoner.

Steve: Bi panic in person #2. This man was convinced he was straight until he met Robin. She talked to much about herself that Steve probably realized at some point that guys are actually kind of hot. And some of his 'idols' where maybe small crushes. I am not OBSESSED with Steddie. But I don't hate them. I don't really care about them. But Steve will be happy, doesn't matter if a girl or guy!

Robin: Canon Lesbian. God I love the way she found out in rebel Robin. And over the time, when she grows closer with all of the party she eventually gets less closed up and pretty loose with the topic of her being a Lesbian. The second person she outed herself to was Nancy (under tears and sobs because she's so in love with her.) And then strangely enough Mike because she noticed the akward pining for Will and decided to talk some sense into him. Her first real crush and gay awakening was Tammy, which is canon. She liked Vicky in a way. It was a complicated in between after she met Nancy. But since she was with Jonathan, she tried to get rid off her thoughts with focusing on Vicky, But as the upside down got worse and she spend much more time with Nancy she was convinced she wanted her more. And luckily these feelings where mutual. Also rip Robin, you would love Chapell Roan and Billie Eillish.

Eddie: I think we all are convinced that he is gay. He cared about Chrissy but didn't know her close enough. He always liked boys and was okay with it. He immediately knew what Robin is and was honestly just vibing. He had a girlfriend (which made him realize he likes boys) and a secret boyfriend before. And once the party is so comfortable and Robin outed herself to all of them he followed to make her feel less akward which leads into everyone outing themselves. Because fruity people attract fruity people.

Vicky: I honestly don't know enough about her atp. I think she's Bi. Or maybe a little confused about all this esp when she met Robin? I like Rovicky. Not more than Ronance, but it's cute and I honestly only want Robin to be happy ):

Joyce: Straight Ally but like the biggest in history. She kissed Karen before (cuz I say so.) She always knew that Will was gay because of the way he interacted with Mike. She is so gentle and careful about it. Educating herself, asking questions if confortable. She just wants to protect. That's why she is also do incredibly nice to Robin, because she knew her parents won't give her unconditional love so someone has to.

Hopper: Straight Ally but very confused about everything. He doesn't get the whole lgbtq thing. But as soon as Will officially outed himself, Hopper made such an effort into educating himself to not say anything wrong. And when El outed herself he spit out a very smart sounding scientific definition and El giggled.

Murray: Gayest character in this show. Bro is like gayer than Will atp. He wanted Alexei. He loved him and sobbed for months straight. Thats it. A miserable sad gay man.

Special Guest: KAREN!!: I am very deep in this fandom since August 2023. ADHD does fun things and made me read too many things. And from all these times on Ao3, Tumblr, Pinterest or the part in Rebel Robin where Robin realized that everyone is just trying to fit into society and be perfect in a way, I've been growing VERY fond of the closeted Lesbian Karen headcanons. She liked girls so much, she know she did. And she decided to not embrace it or even try to. She just adapted into that sad tradwife life and decided to make everyone satisfied. She was very happy when Nancy brought home Robin and Mike brought Will. She is so proud of her children expressing themselves unlike her. Also how tf did she pick Ted? The laziest, stupidest and most gross mf ever???

So uhhh- Robin is projecting... If you have anything you want to see from me. If you want moodboards, drabbles, OS, headcanons or whatever, PLEASE REQUEST THEM. I'm so desperate. I do all Finn Wolfhard and Maya Hawke fandoms cuz that's my thing >:)

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yuurivoice · 3 months ago

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Several questions!

1.What were you up to before starting yuurivoice?

2.When did you realize that this was what you were going to do as a job going forward?

3.Any anxieties that you had when you started first started?

4. Do you enjoy (not in the sexual sense) making the NSFW audios, or is that just something that pays the bills? Like, if you didn’t have to make NSFW audios for Patreon, would you still do it for fun?

5. If they have,how do you think writing these stories has changed you as a person ?

Pre-YV I was just about done trying. I had an anime YouTube channel doing some video essay style stuff but it wasn't really popping off. I'd done some professional writing, but fell out of the space I'd built up my experience in and didn't feel like going back. No schooling. No job. Kinda at a dead end with no real shot at getting on my feet. Then Yuri on Ice happened, and it was off to the races.

So on to point 2, shit bro the first time I got commissioned I was like...well I better keep going. There was no "and I quit my real job to become a full time content creator!" moment, it was "i got off food stamps and didn't have to go to the food bank anymore". So my experience was much different, I was instead constantly anxious that everything would burn to the ground and dry up. I worked incredibly hard. Too hard. For a year, two years, three. I don't know when I finally felt safe. I don't know if I ever truly will, but I accepted that it was a real career and was my job moving forward when I finally was renting my own place with my own money.

That probably covers a bit of point 3, but I remember the fear that I wouldn't be able to pivot from Yuri On Ice content to other fandoms, and then from mostly fandom work to my own original characters. It was a scary leap at the time.

I enjoy making NSFW stuff when I don't have a dozen other things to worry about. If all I had to do was just post the smut, life would be a lot easier. Having to split a SFW to NSFW concept, make it a decent YouTube video, script it, record it, plus the smut, separate posts, schedule uploads, write the descriptions......you see what I'm saying? If I just had to moan for a bit and hit post I'd have a great time. Instead it feels like I have to run a goddamn gauntlet just to get one basic thing done. Needless to say, my passion really lies with the narrative work. I want to keep refining my process so I have less friction getting shit done.

As for how my writing and how these stories have changed me, I think there are a multitude of ways I've been impacted but it can be summed up with:

I spent my whole life feeling like I was out of place, inoperable, lazy, and all in all useless. My imagination and daydreaming was what carried me through abuse, heartache, grief, and every miserable thing that ever happened to me because if I didn't try to soothe myself and escape, I couldn't have made it. Writing became the only thing I felt I ever had a real talent for. Storytelling was the thing that made me feel like I was in the right place, doing the right thing.

The biggest change is that I've received all the confirmation I ever could have asked for, I've been afforded the opportunity prove myself and succeed. The confidence that has given me gave me the push to live, more and more. I've fought to better myself and keep going because I finally found my thing and every lie the world ever told me about myself has been undone. That's the big one.

Good questions! Thank you for asking! 💖✨️

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bubuslutty · 1 year ago

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40-something Moon Man ROCKS the Dancefloor! (REAL NOT CLICKBAIT!)

pairing: Marc Spector & Female Reader

word count: 4026

warnings: none

summary:

Marc Spector accidentally goes viral on TikTok after his uni student neighbour/friend drags him to the club with her.

a/n: i wrote this in a silly goofy mood and i love marc sooo much <3 Also I used Darling instead of Y/n cuz im funky like that.

“Please, Marc.” Darling begged the 40-something man while he tried to clean his flat.

“No.” Marc answered flatly, wearing a very washed-out and loose t-shirt and a pair of dark blue shorts. His hair, now longer was tied at the back of his head in a tiny man bun.

“Why??? We’ll have so much fun and you need a night out to dislodge the stick up your ass.” Darling groaned and fell on her knees in the kitchen, ready to hold onto his legs and beg if need be. Marc sighed and ignored the 19-year-old teenager on his kitchen floor as he cracked another window open and increased the volume of the radio on the window ledge, BBC Radio 1 playing a Central Cee song in the flat as he picked up stray books, papers, food wrappers, socks and random junk, a bin bag clutched in one hand and a laundry basket clutched in his other arm.

Marc finally got himself to start cleaning his flat, he read that it would help his mental health to live in a cleaner space. That’s why she was over, she was meant to help him clean so it wouldn’t be too overwhelming on his own, and motivate him to get on with cleaning so he finished faster and could escape her non-ending yapping sessions. But now, it seemed like she was more interested in annoying him, which is literally second nature now, a natural reaction she had to him, annoying the shit out of Marc.

I mean, he could literally kick her out, and scare her enough that she’ll leave him alone for good, he’s done it before, to other people. He’s tried, but she’s Steven’s friend and he can’t do that to him. And he knows deep down he actually enjoys her presence and would kill anyone that hurts her then himself. He cannot lie, the kid had a big heart and was incredibly kind and patient. He was a little jealous that her parents were able to make a girl like that because Marc knew he could never produce that level of goodness into the world. He can never come close. She was too good.

Marc dropped the basket on a chair and the trash bag on top of it, letting out a long sigh and putting his hands on his hips. “Why do you want me to go with you?”

Darling’s miserable puppy eyes immediately vanished and she got up from the floor, walking up to him with a huge grin on her face. “Well, first of all, you’re my friend, and I like hanging out with you.” Marc raised one brow and didn’t say anything.

“I found this club with great music and I really want to try it out,” Darling said shrugging.

“Why don’t you go with your friends? People your own age.” Marc asked, his arms now crossed over his chest. “People from my uni are… I never really enjoyed going out with them, sure, nothing terrible happened cuz we always stuck together but uh-” Darling tried to explain and Marc failed to understand why the hell she wanted him to go with her out of all people.

“I’ll just be in the way if I go with you. And I can always pick you up at the end of the night, you know?” Marc said and Darling frowned in confusion, “In the way of what?”

Marc almost laughed in disbelief but held it together, “Don’t you want a boyfriend? No one will get close to you if I’m with you.”

Darling looked unimpressed, “What boyfriend? You mean drunk finance bros with an Andrew Tate mentality? Plus, I don’t do hookups, I have anxiety, mate.” Marc was confused and Darling remembered he wasn’t as chronically online as she was, so he probably had no idea who the abomination of a man was.

“I just want the experience. I just want to dress up and dance all night without men I don’t know breathing down my neck.” Darling explained, picking lint up from her way too big t-shirt with a Pikachu plastered on the front, so she wouldn’t have to look at him in the eyes.

Marc understood and thought about it for a second before picking up the trash bag and walking to the area that was his kitchen and putting it on the floor, next to the bin. “You want me to be your bodyguard?”

Darling’s head snapped up, eyes wide, “No! I mean- Yeah, sure..”

Marc pondered over the thought and asked, “When?”

“This Friday.” Darling quickly answered, smiling big and all, excitement radiating off her in waves.

“Alright, but so you know, I don’t dance.” That’s also what Chad from High School Musical said but go off. Darling knew to keep her mouth shut instead of calling him out.

“Thank you. Thank you so much!” She squealed, jumping up and wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Alright, enough.” He grumbled even though he was smiling, and ripped her away with his hands on her shoulders. “You won’t regret this,” Darling promised and Marc just nodded, he’ll see about that.

“Now, do me a favour,” Marc said, turning around and picking up two trash bags in his hands. “Take out the trash.”

Darling groaned and Marc fixed her with a look and her shoulders slumped, taking the bags out of the door to put them downstairs.

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“How do I look? Be honest.” Darling asked, standing in the corridors as Marc locked his door and shoved the keys in his pockets, his black leather jacket held in his other hand.

Marc straightened his back and analysed her outfit from head to toe. She was wearing a sleeveless, backless sparkly blue top paired with jean shorts and white trainers. Simply put, she looked pretty and it surprised Marc a little, he didn’t know she was capable of wearing anything but washed-out old t-shirts with unhinged slogans on them. It was an addiction at this point, she loved buying the weirdest t-shirts she could find on the internet. She even bought him a t-shirt once that said “I lactate”. And swear to God, Marc almost killed her right then and there. It’s still ranked as one of her “biggest Ws” whatever the fuck that meant.

“Not ugly,” Marc answered flatly and Darling grinned, that was Marc’s way of saying she looked nice.

“And you look great, did Jake pick the clothes?” She asked, looking him over.

“No.” Marc lied and she giggled, because the one who dressed cunty every single time without fail, was Jake, and unfortunately, Marc didn’t possess the level of serve Jake did.

Marc was wearing a black short-sleeved button-up, unbuttoned at the top, where his David’s star necklace glinted against his tan chest, paired with black trousers and black shoes. Simple, clean. His hair was brushed back this time, but still, some curls fell over his forehead no matter how many times he ran his fingers through it.

“Let’s go,” Darling said after checking she had everything she needed in her small handbag.

The two decided to take the underground rather than Jake’s cab because it was faster than being stuck in traffic in central London. It was a bit busy and lots of people looked like they were heading to clubs and pubs for the night, dressed in all sorts of manner. Marc was honestly just looking around and taking everything in, he had never witnessed London’s nightlife like this, maybe saw some things from rooftops while tracking someone, but that didn’t count.

He saw an alarming amount of young men dressed in techs, standing in hoards. And girls wearing matching bodycon dresses. The underground station was hot, extremely loud and stinky. Darling was standing next to him, complaining about the prices that TFL charged. How ridiculously expensive the tube and trains were, even with a student oyster. He just hoped he wouldn’t get a nasty headache by the end of the night.

They hopped on the tube when it came, screeching to a stop, people spilling out of it in crowds. When they got in, they sat across each other as more people sat around them. And if it couldn’t get any louder, a man walked in with a big speaker resting on his shoulder and a cracked iPhone gripped in his other hand. “Bassline Junkie” blasted loudly as he sang along, and soon enough, a group of rowdy teenagers, around Darling’s age, started singing along too. Darling started laughing and Marc watched as the man started approaching them, goading the sitting people to get up and start singing with him. Darling got up and shouted the lyrics at some girls as they sang together. They somehow managed to drag Darling away from her seat, holding each other and singing loudly, multiple phones recording the scene. When they reached their stop, Marc got up and pulled Darling by the hand out of the tube before they missed it.

“BYE!” She shouted over her shoulder, laughing and breathing hard.

Marc let go of her hand and watched her put her hands on her knees, panting and straightening, fixing her hair and looking at Marc with bright eyes, “I’ve never done that before.”

He smiled a little, “Good job.”

“To the club!” Darling pointed in the direction of the gates, pulling Marc by his arm.

When they left the station, Darling let out a shuddering breathing, suddenly feeling very cold in the polluted crisp air of London. Marc noticed and frowned, “Don’t get sick.”

“Wow, thank you, Marc.” Darling rolled her eyes and started walking down the street, Marc following her behind. She turned around, walking backwards, “By the way, I have your jacket so I won’t get sick.”

“I’m not giving you my jacket, dipshit.” Marc said and Darling rolled her eyes, “Yeah, whatever you say.”

They spent 30 minutes trying to figure out where the hell that club was, bickering while following the map on Darling’s phone. At some point, she ended up locking arms with Marc after a rando whistled after her when she walked by and had to physically stop Marc from turning around and bashing the man’s face in.

When they finally reached the club, Darling was so excited and Marc had a hand wrapped around the back of her neck, guiding her through the crowds of people to the bar so they could get a drink in their system first and take in the place. “You’re paying, by the way,” Darling said over the loud music, taking a sip of her cocktail, this drink will probably be her first and last. She didn’t plan on throwing up on the pavement, and she wants to be able to remember tonight.

“You’re the one taking me out, aren’t you supposed to be paying?” Marc asked, leaning in so she could hear him over the music. “I’m paying for kebabs later. 50/50, yeah?” She said and he hummed.

He looked around and noticed how a lot of people were dressed, it faintly reminded him of the early 2000s with twists to fit today’s fashion trends. He could tell that this was the look Darling was going for, then he finally allowed himself to actually hear the music and was surprised when Flo Rida was blasting from the speakers, the floor vibrating under the weight of the bass.

“Come on, let’s dance,” Darling said after she finished her drink and dragged him on the dance floor, drink still in hand. Rihanna was now playing and Marc was a little mortified because he doesn’t remember the last time he danced in a club. Darling gave him encouraging nods while she practised a Just Dance routine without missing a beat as Marc nodded to the music, finishing his drink and trying not to laugh at her and failing miserably.

At some point Darling got rid of his empty glass for him and ran back, almost crashing face-first on his chest if he didn’t catch her. “THAT’S MY SONG!” She shouted over the music and Marc immediately recognised the beat. It was that Usher song that even the aliens from outer space could recognise, the one and only: “Yeah!”. Marc was a little confused because he was sure as hell she wasn’t even born when it came out.

“I WAS BORN TO SERVE CUNT AND SLAY THE CLUB!” She shrieked and Marc knew she must be out of her mind because there’s no way one drink made her say shit like that. He was dragged to the centre of the dance floor and Darling started busting moves he never saw her do, and Marc had to admit, she was a good dancer. But he was a great dancer.

He ran a hand through his curly hair and watched her dance with fire in her eyes. Marc smirked. Alright , if this is how this is going to go, then so be it. He popped another button open from the top of the shirt and rolled his neck, getting his muscles loose, nodding to the beat. Darling watched him as she bounced with the beat and honest to God, Marc started krumping. Krumping in the club.

Darling’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets and she screamed in delight, hyping him up with her whole body, “I knew you could do it!”

He was good. Really good.

So good in fact that the people around them started to notice and the space between them got bigger, creating a clear space where they could see Marc and Darling better. Darling didn’t even notice, her eyes glued to Marc who was absolutely destroying the dance floor. She didn’t even notice the phones pulled out to record the scene. And when it looked like Darling was starting to lose against Marc, a random girl squeezed herself through the crowd, handing Darling her drink and started dancing battling Marc. Darling was losing her mind, laughing and having the time of her life. The crowd hyped both the girl and Marc.

Marc was smiling the whole time, his curls moving this and that way, now falling over his eyes, sticking to his forehead. His face was warm and his necklace kept constantly swinging as he ate up every single person who decided to battle him. In between songs, he kept being offered drinks while Darling kept complimenting his skills. She was proud to get him out of his shell and was genuinely so grateful that everything went as planned. But most importantly, she was proud of him.

Hours later, by the time they left the club, the two were walking down the streets, singing together to a Britney Spears song, arms linked and still warm and sweaty. Darling had Marc’s (Well, it was actually Jake’s) leather jacket draped over her shoulders, keeping her shielded from the cold wind. Meanwhile, Marc may as well unbutton his shirt all the way down and take it off because it was sticking to him and a huge, very generous chunk of his chest could be seen, still shining with drying sweat. His hair was a little crazy because no matter what he tried to do, it refused to stay still and he didn’t have anything to hold it with. But that’s alright, he looked very pretty and he had a great time to care about his hair at the moment.

The two made their way to the first kebab place they saw. “What do you want?” She asked, looking at the old and worn menu above the counter, on the wall. “A number 2.”

“Bossman, let me get two number 2s and two Coke Zero’s.” Darling said and the man nodded, “£22.98, please.” Darling reached for her purse. “I got it,” Marc said, digging in his pocket for notes before she had the chance to protest.

“I was going to pay.” She mumbled, rubbing her eyes, feeling tired.

“You can pay next time.” He said, patting her head.

“You always say that and you never let me.” She complained, leaning her weight against him, cheek squished against his warm arm. “Yeah, yeah.” Marc checked his phone for any notifications and scrolled a bit while waiting for their food to be done. When they got their food, they left the joint because there were literally no seats in there, you just collect your food and leave. Marc held the plastic bag in one hand and wrapped the other around Darling’s shoulder just in case she tripped, she didn’t drink much but she exhausted herself to the bone, and he didn’t want to end up in the ER looking after her.

“Do you want to eat in the tube?” He asked.

“No, I’ll get sick. Aren’t there any chairs anywhere?” She asked.

Marc hummed and looked around, spotting a park? A garden? It was really small and fenced, and in the middle, there was a big statue of a man Marc couldn’t recognise. He walked closer and saw that there was an empty bench inside. Perfect.

They got settled down, Marc unwrapped their food and Darling complained about the cold bench against her thighs. “Sit on the jacket.” He said, opening his Coke and taking a sip.

“But then my back will touch the bench.” She complained and Marc rolled his eyes.

“Just eat your food.” He said and they dug in.

They didn’t speak for a long time, both looking up at the dark sky. There were no stars to be seen due to the city lights, but they could see the moon and the clouds. It was as peaceful as London could get. When they were done, they collected the trash in the plastic bag but didn’t move, still sitting on the bench, looking at the moon together. “Uhm-” Marc spoke and Darling turned to look at him. As soon as she met his eyes, he snapped his mouth shut.

Darling didn’t say anything, just looked at him with an open expression, eyes heavy-lidded due to sleepiness. Marc licked his lower lip and parted his lips to speak but nothing came out. So instead, he opted for squeezing one of her knees in his warm hand, trying to make her understand what he was trying to say with his eyes.

He wanted to say thank you. He wanted to say that he appreciated her taking him out with her. He appreciated her patience and kindness. He appreciated how she never judged him for being himself. How she was brave and strong and didn’t get scared easily.

And Darling understood.

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It was around 12 in the afternoon the next day when Darling got a text message from one of her uni friends. She frowned in confusion, she usually never received any messages from them during the weekends. She put her spoon in her cereal bowl as she chewed, and paused the YouTube video she was watching on her laptop.

Darling opened the message. It was two messages actually, one of them read, “Is this you?” And the other was a link.

She suddenly felt scared as her finger hovered over the link, she was sure she had a good digital footprint. I mean, she had profiles where family and friends followed, and she also had separate accounts online where she caused havoc without revealing her identity. And she was sure there was no way anyone she knew in real life could find her accounts and link them to her. She was careful.

Darling opened the link and instead of loading in a browser tab, it opened the TikTok app. Now, what the hell is this?

At first, she didn’t know what she was looking at, but her brain caught on and she felt like screaming. It was a video of the day before, from the club. There she was dancing battling Marc in the middle of the circle. Her jaw was on the floor, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Then she looked at the likes and screamed because why did it have 2M likes?

Her finger pressed the comment section before she could think and was flooded with comments like “This is what I mean when I say I want to go to the club”, “Okay but why did he eat?”, “Where is this??”, “Get this man in a Step Up movie NOW”, “Goo Goo Ga Ga”.

Darling leapt off the bed laughing and scrambled out of her flat, phone in hand. She didn’t even bother to wear slippers and instead ran over next door, Steven’s door, knocking quickly. When the door didn’t open in a millisecond, she turned the doorknob and walked inside without bothering to shut the door properly behind her, “Marc, you have to see this!”

Marc was in bed, shirtless and wearing a pair of loose PJ bottoms, wearing his reading glasses as he read his book. Well, he wasn’t reading it now . He was looking at Darling with an annoyed expression. She ignored it and ran to him, but not without throwing a quick “Hi, Gus” to the tank. She dived knees first on his bed and he sighed, slamming his book shut and placing it on the bedside table.

“What do you want?”

“Look!” She held her phone in front of his face and he tried to comprehend what he was looking at. Darling saw the moment he realised what it was, he grabbed the phone with both hands, a look of horror plastered on his face. “All of London saw the video. You’re viral, Marc.”

“Delete it.” He said without ripping his eyes from the screen.

“What?” Darling frowned.

“Delete it. Right now.” He repeated.

“It’s not my video. I can’t delete it.” Darling said and Marc dropped the phone in his lap, gathering his head in his hands, groaning. He truly had fun, but he didn’t know how he felt about all of London seeing this video.

Darling picked up her phone again, “I’m going to send it to DuChamp, he’s going to love it.”

Marc screamed and ripped the phone away from her hands, scaring her. She got scared not because he had taken her phone but because she never heard the man scream before. “Give it back!” She said, trying to grab her phone but Marc didn’t let her. It was a struggle because not only Marc was stronger, way stronger, but he wasn’t wearing a t-shirt so she didn’t have any grip on him, except his shoulders and hair. But she knew if she even thought about pulling his hair he’d throw her out of the window. “I’m going to report the video so it can be taken down.” He said and Darling gasped, “You don’t even know how to do that! You never used TikTok in your life, boomer!”

“Watch me,” Marc said through gritted teeth as Darling struggled against him, then she somehow managed to wrap her arms around his free arm and threw herself down on the bed, back first and swung her legs up to wrap them around his head, choking him. Marc let out a surprised shout, his eyes sent 500 million invisible daggers to Darling. He threw the phone down on the floor, out of her reach and lifted her off the bed, her legs still wrapped around his neck and she screamed when he flipped them around and slammed her down on the bed, head first, WWE style.

The two kept wrestling and clawing at each other until Darling ended up in a headlock, Marc squishing her body on the bed with his whole weight, “Help!” She wheezed, clawing at him, trying to get away from him. “Quit it.” He hissed as she tried to kick him with the heel of her foot on his ass.

A cough startled the two out of their fight, both of them looked up and Marc froze.

“What are you…doing?” Layla asked, looking at Marc, then back down at Darling. She had her phone in her hand, and a big Tesco shopping bag in the other. God bless her heart, she brought her disaster of not-technically-divorced husband groceries.

“Oooh, is that the bad bitch you fumbled-”

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THE PERFECT (K)NIGHT - HUENING KAI - NSFW

Kai x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Warning list: Royalty AU! Knight Kai, Princess Reader, Taehyun as a character, insecure Kai, confident reader, mention of battle, injury, pet names (love, sweetheart), fluff, bro they are so in love it hurts my head, oblivious, praise, slight perv Kai, titty sucking, short handjob and fingering, haven’t proof read

Word count: 5,734

Summary: Kai was a knight, not any old night, he was your knight. He was the best in his regiment, known as the perfect knight. He was what all the other knights wanted to be. Partly because he was close to you, but also because he was incredible. You were a princess, the very thing Kai vowed to protect, Which he thought he did with perfection. Except he couldn’t protect you from himself on that one perfect night.

Authors note: This was not my original work for Kai’s birthday, I wrote this over night as a replacement, and I still hate it. So I am very sorry, I’ll make sure my next piece is better :3

His job was to ensure your safety. However, he was uncertain of whether he executed his duty flawlessly or failed miserably. He kept you away from all potential dangers except for himself.

Perhaps it would have been better if he had held back the night you ushered him to your room, claiming that someone had stolen something from you. He had entered, prepared to catch the thief, only for you to slide the shoulder of your nightgown down, possibly in an attempt to seduce him. "Kai~ it seems I wasn't entirely truthful," you tell him, taking a few gentle steps closer, but he remained still, waiting for an explanation. "You see, something was taken from me... but I don't want it back," you continue, now just a few steps away from Kai. He raises his hand and scratches the back of his neck. "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I don't quite follow. Why do you need my help if you don't want your stolen item back? And why wouldn't you want it back?" He questions you, unsure of what's going on in your head. You giggle and step so close to Kai that your chests press together. "I don't need your help, I just need you to hear the sentence I proposal," you giggle, causing Kai to nod and look down at you, trying to contain himself from making a move on you in the lack of distance between the two of you. "Sir Kai, I hereby find you guilty of stealing from me," you pout as you speak, but it's cute, so adorable that it takes a few seconds for Kai to process the words.

"I apologize, but I don't believe that's accurate, Your Highness. And I'm sure you don't even believe your own accusation," he says, eyebrows knitted together and nose scrunched in confusion. You chuckle at his expression and remind him, "I've told you before, please, call me by my name. I call you Kai, why can't you do the same for me?" You run your hand up his chest, causing him to shudder. He looks down and says, "I'd prefer not to. You know how it turned out last time," with a hint of bitterness in his voice, recalling past events.

"Come on Kai don't be so sour, call me by my name. We've been friends forever, it's only right" you cheer, running through the glowing fields of bright colour and life. Each new dash of colour is a new world for you to draw, to capture the essence of. You simply loved life. The way each flower was hugged by blades of grass, how each tree stood tall with the help of the ground grasping its roots, the way the sun rose with orange hues and went down with pink ones, it was perfect.

It was your favourite place to be, the flower fields. The scent of nature's sweet perfume surrounded you as petals blew behind you, like a trail leading Kai in your direction. He wasn't a bad runner, he's a knight after all, but it didn't mean he wanted to spend his days chasing you. His legs carry him towards you, not letting you stray far away from him, as part of his duty as your knight. "Fine~," he reluctantly agrees, hoping you'll stop running, to make his job more relaxing.

You halt all movement and snap your head in his direction. You wonder if he'd really just agreed, after so many years of using your title, was he really going to say it? Could he really bring himself to break the rules like that? Well, your interest only grew at the thought of your perfect knight breaking the rules for you. "Say it~ say my name~" you chant, walking up to him. As the distance between your faces grows smaller and smaller, he mumbles "(Y/N) I really think it's best we head back to the palace, it's almost time for your evening classes" he reminds you, but most importantly he said exactly what you wanted to hear. "My name sounds so perfect when you say it. Never let me down Kai, always say it" You flushed, the corners of your lips turning up into a bright smile, rushing back towards the palace, trusting that Kai will always use your name.

And so, he never failed to address you by your name in private but always made sure to use your official title in public, particularly in the presence of His Majesty. However, one fated unfortunate mistake changed everything.

Kai was guarding the palace that evening, as the party lived on behind him. He overlooked the perimeter from the balcony carefully, determination to protect the kingdom he loved evident in his stance and gaze, nothing could distract him.

As if the world knew you were his only weakness you suddenly came running to him. "Kaiiii~" you cheered, heels clicking, dress flowing, hair bouncing. You stole his breath, you looked so stunning, a blue elegant ball gown hugging you so perfectly he swore he could see your body through it. Your hair bounced softly at each step you took closer to him, it must be soft. He'd caught himself daydreaming about running his hands through it, and that's when he realized he was being a pervert, so he squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to cleanse his brain and then gave his attention back to you.

Red-hot embarrassment climbs up his body at his thoughts of you. In an attempt to hide it, he let the smile that was already slipping onto his face turn into a wide grin, surely it looked natural. Fun fact, it did not! He should be concentrating, but now you were here, that had blown out the window. "What is it now?" He teased playfully, knowing you preferred it when he treated you like a friend and not a boss. "I was just coming to say that I wished you could join the party. It's a shame they shoved you out here... normally you'd be by my side. Don't you think that's where you belong?" You questioned, trying to hint at something, but you seemed to forget that Kai was oblivious. You wonder how he even got a job where perceptiveness was required when he couldn't even take a hint.

"I belong where I am sent (Y/N), you know this," he says, and that's when he hears your little brother gasp in surprise. Your brother rushes up to Kai's legs and pulls on them "Sir Kai, you have failed to address my sister correctly!" He complained, confused as to why a knight would ever break the rules. His Highness had never heard something so absurd... it was certainly a first. Kai flushes and goes to explain, but you quickly pull your brother away and out of sight. Hopefully, you could explain the situation to him and deter him from telling anyone

After two months had passed, he thought he had gotten away with it until he was called into the Throne room. Initially, he assumed it was for a new mission, but he was mistaken. It turned out to be something far different than what he had expected.

"His Majesty" Kai respectfully bows before the king and awaits his words. The king clears his throat and remarks "At least you still know how to address me, Sir Kai". It was then that Kai knew what had happened but decided to feign ignorance. "I apologize for my lack of understanding, but I'm not quite sure what Your Majesty is referring to. I always address people correctly, if I have failed to do so, please let me know of my shortcomings, and I will make sure the same mistake is not made again." Kai declared, so clearly that His Majesty had to think twice about what he was about to say.

"Sir Kai, I believe it was an unintentional error. As an honourable and chivalrous knight, I know you would not have meant it. However, my son overheard you addressing my daughter by her name instead of her title. I don't require an apology, but I do request that you refrain from doing it again. Failure to comply may result in your removal from your role as her knight. Kindly depart without any further conversation," commanded the King, and Kai respectfully bowed before departing.

Fuck!

The word utters through his brain again and again like a treacherous curse, compelling him to get as far away from the palace as he can. Admittedly, he didn't get very far... only to the knight's barracks, but that's probably for the best. His legs carry him in the direction of his room, where he knew Taehyun was resting after getting out of the hospital. Taehyun had been gone for a long time, and Kai was so glad he was back for this moment. He wouldn't be able to face it alone, he needed his friend by his side.

The knight sat there stretching his back out as Kai rushed through the door, closing it with a slam that shook the building. Stripping himself of his equipment he finally felt a bit lighter and collapsed onto the floor, groaning in pure frustration.

Taehyun knew Kai like the back of his hand and quickly clicked on that it was a noise of pain rather than a noise of joy. "Sir Kai?" He teased, patting his bed so Kai would get off the floor and get some rest. When Kai complied, it all came spilling out. "I'm so fucked. I called her Highness by her name, and His Highness overheard and then His Majesty found out. He knows thinks it was an accident, but it wasn't, he threatened to kick me off her service!!!" he groaned, speaking so fast his sentence might as have been one long word. Taehyun had to fight to decode it as Kai threw himself next to him.

The older patted the boy's back gently, in an attempt to calm him down so the next sentence wouldn't sound like nonsense. He chuckled "Where is the problem? I thought you hated being on her service. I thought you wanted to be on the front lines and fight for what the kingdom deserves, freedom. What happened to that?". Kai deadpans the ceiling as if it had just killed his family, but it truly wasn't capable of even breathing, let alone causing such harm. Realizing he's acting daft he groans again, partly at himself this time "I know, and I still want that, but I can't bare it..." he stops, but he doesn't continue, so Taehyun prompts him "Can't bare what?". Kai gasps as the truth finally dawned on him. He realizes why he threw out the rules for you, and why he gave up his original dream. Oh god, this is worse than he thought. Taehyun looks at the boy as tears threaten to slip from his eyes, but what was Taehyun meant to do, he had no clue why Kai started crying.

"Oh, Kai! What's wrong? Please talk to me... I won't tell anyone, you know I don't like the rumours around here anyways" Taehyun tells him, patting Kai's back as he looks up at Tae and sobs. "I- you can't tell anyone" Kai sobs, desperation plastered across his face and Taehyun nods, prompting Kai to continue "I fell in love with her". The confession makes him cry ten times harder and Taehyun holds the innocent male. Loving royalty when you are not feels like a crime, of the worst variety, so he can't imagine how Kai must really feel right now.

At that moment Kai decided he needed to be as far away from you as he could be, so he made a plan. Request a transfer to the front lines in a few months, and whilst he's away his feelings will wear off and he'll be able to do his job normally. When they ask him who will take his job, refer Taehyun because he will understand and needs a break anyway. But most importantly, Taehyun can protect you.

A few months later, Kai put his plan into action. When asked for the reason for his transfer he stated one of his true answers "As much as I do appreciate all the opportunities I get here. I would like to fight on the front lines for a while, it was my dream when I first signed up for the program as a young boy, and with His Majesty's permission I would like to fulfil my dream".

The king didn't even think it was strange, he was just amazed by how courageous Kai was, willingly going onto the front lines, dreaming of fighting for freedom.

When Taehyun found out, he thanked Kai, but he couldn't help the feeling of terror filling his stomach at the thought of Kai's innocence being broken by the sight of the front lines. He was sure Kai would come back a different man, but he'd be here for him when he did.

When Your Highness found out, it was already too late, Kai had gone that morning, and you'd found out in the evening when Taehyun was sent to accompany you on your evening walks. You questioned Taehyun the entire time.

"Your Sir Kai's friend, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am"

"You share a room?"

"Yes"

"Do you know why he left?"

"He got transferred."

"Did he say anything about how difficult I'd be?"

"Sir Kai never spoke about Her Highness".

"What do you mean? Kai never mentioned me?"

"Exactly what I say, Your Highness."

That's when Taehyun knew it. You were either a troublemaker who loved to break rules, or you loved Kai as well. And all because you didn't use his title. Oh, Taehyun you are so perceptive.

"Tell me seriously this time! Why did he leave?"

"I'm 100% serious. He got transferred."

"Where did he get transferred to?"

"The front lines"

"WHAT?!!" You bellowed; horror plastered across your face at the new information. Taehyun knew you'd react like this, and it only confirmed his theory, and even selected the correct option for him.

You were in love with Kai.

"I'm sorry you've only just found out Your Highness, but Sir Kai left to fulfil the original reason he joined the kingdom's military. He dreamed of fighting for freedom." He explained, urging you to continue walking so you do. "I know that. Kai always spoke about it. It was courageous, but now he's done it, I feel sick" you divulged, ignoring that Taehyun shouldn't know of your feelings. "I feel the same way, Your Highness. Though please don't forget that Sir Kai is the best knight in our regiment, and even got suggested for the rank of officer recently. He excels at all his missions and training and is the epitome of the perfect knight. I'm sure Your Highness is aware that his reputation proceeds him." Taehyun explains.

You hum and nod "I am aware. I enjoy keeping up with the achievements of our military and I've seen Kai's name a few times. Along with yours Sir Taehyun. You received an injury in battle that caused you to come off the front lines. That's why you've traded with Kai, no? A week before Kai gets called into the throne room, you come back, and only months later when you are finally ready for action again, Kai disappeared. Why wait so long, to the point you have recovered again?" You interrogated him. Taehyun sighed at your genius and explained "I have no intention of lying to Your Highness, so please hear me out. Sir Kai waited for me to recover so that I could take his position whilst he went to battle. He didn't want you to be appointed some, excuse my language, freak pervert.".

You expressed frustration, "He's clever and cunning, always one step ahead of me. It's alarming that he can maintain a facade in front of me while scheming like this." You quickened your pace as you both arrived at the palace. Taehyun hurried behind you, ensuring you made it to your room before he retired for the night. Unbeknownst to him, you were in a rush because Kai had already left and wouldn't return for some time, but now you knew his plan you could come up with your own plan to bring him back. Taehyun found your behaviour peculiar, but he could suddenly understand why Kai was drawn to you.

Kai came back after 5 months with a gash on his arm, but you were kept in the dark about it. All because your plan... had not worked. When you stormed into the throne room and accused Kai of scheming and explained his plan, your access to his regiment's records was revoked. As a result, you were unable to keep track of Kai's activities during those 5 months.

After recovering in the hospital, Kai returned to the barracks where he spoke with Taehyun about his experience. Taehyun was surprised to find that Kai didn't show any signs of trauma as he had expected. Instead, Kai was brimming with joy and seemed ecstatic.

When questioned, Kai rambled, "Tae, it's just as revolting as you described. It was truly awful and made me feel like throwing up when I arrived. However, as soon as I started fighting, I remembered the reason why I do what I do: to defend those who cannot defend themselves, to rescue families who long for better days, and to keep my loved ones safe. Taehyun, it was disgustingly perfect."

As Kai spoke, Taehyun couldn't help but give him a sceptical look. Kai was undeniably a unique specimen. Despite having stitches on his arm from a sword wound, he was still brimming with enthusiasm for the upcoming fight. Kai was definitely a force to be reckoned with.

Taehyun was instructed to keep Kai's return a secret, and he followed the rules accordingly. Despite the princess's persistent questioning, Taehyun remained tight-lipped, even though he was aware of the truth. How could he not be when every time he returned to the barracks Kai would blabber on about the fight.

When Kai finally graced your presence again it was at an award ceremony and Kai was being awarded for not only climbing to an officer rank, but then a commander rank, oh lord, what had Kai been up to? Then, just to top it off, an award for bravery in the face of battle. You applauded him enthusiastically from the royalties stands, and your father warned you "Stop clapping so enthusiastically for the commander, people will assume things". You didn't stop and your mother laughed, "darling, let her continue to clap! It's okay to be proud of her old knight".

Kai approached the family to offer his respects, but he did not acknowledge your presence. You may feel slighted by his lack of attention, but it is important to understand that Kai has a specific role to fulfil, and it doesn't involve being by your side at the moment. That is why Taehyun is standing next to your chair, protecting you. This is his duty, not Kai's, and Kai has other responsibilities to attend to.

As the award ceremony came to a close and the party began you and Taehyun watched as Kai mingled with many other guests, it was a party no ordinary knight would've ever been able to attend. You tutted at yourself "Commander? What in the world did he do to climb the ranks that much?". Taehyun explained, "You'd be surprised if you saw him in a battle Your Highness, he's a beast, and stupidly brave". You nodded in agreement and went to walk towards him, but Taehyun grabbed your wrist and held you back "I'm sorry your highness, but I'm saying this in your best interest. If you'd like the commander to serve you again, It would be best not to approach him. I can explain outside?" He spoke under his breath, not looking at you. He was pretending he wasn't saying anything at all, his lips barely moved. From his behaviour, you ascertain that you were being watched and Taehyun knew. You walked outside and Taehyun pretended to be confused and followed after you.

"I'm sorry Your Highness, I shouldn't have grabbed you. But you shouldn't approach Kai this evening, at least not in there. His Majesty is watching to see whether you do. I overheard that if you do, Kai won't be taking back his old job, and I'll continue to serve you. I've known you long enough now to know some things about how you feel about Kai, so I am advising you not to if you want to be near him again" he spoke, a matter of fact. You hummed and nodded "Thank you Taehyun. You didn't need to do that, but you did, so thank you. Don't worry about grabbing me, I understand the situation. Is there any way you could instruct Kai to come to the gardens this evening?" Taehyun thinks for a moment and nods "I can do that. But if anyone finds out, I never played a part in this. Is that a deal your Highness?". You nod at Taehyun and smile, you owed this man a lot.

That night, you went to your room and put your plan into action. You changed out of your ball gown and into an evening dress and waited for midnight to approach. Once the clock struck twelve, you slipped out of your window and made your way down to the gardens, after locking your bedroom door so nobody could even check if you were in there. As you were running through the garden you catch sight of his broad silhouette leaning on the pillar of the flowery gazebo. You were unsure how to act after being apart for five months. You approached him from behind, a giddy excitement flourishing inside of you, and tapped his back, giggling, "Guess who~". He spun to you, eyes twinkling like the universe was stored in his gaze. "Your Highness" he greets you, but he doesn't bow, he'd long grown out of that habit when you were in private, that's what had got him in this mess in the first place. You’d think he’d be smarter this time around. You blush a bright red "C- commander" you stutter slightly, and slap a hand over your mouth. You had never, in your life, stuttered. You'd never do something so ridiculous, but Kai's return had made you act in such a silly way.

Kai ushered you into the gazebo "How have you been?" He asks, leaning against the seat as he waits for your response. Answer honestly or lie. "I've been well thank you. I've become top rank In all my classes like I wanted. How about you Commander?" You question, still trying out his new title. He chuckles at your use of it and says "I've been well, I won't talk about the battle with her Highness, it isn't appropriate. My arm is better now though!" He cheers, but your eyebrow shoots up. "Hmm, what happened to your arm?" You pester, eyes flicking to look at his arms but you can't see anything through his shirt, that was maybe a bit too tight on his ever-growing muscles. He smiled "Ah my bad, I assumed you would've known because you keep up to date with the military files. I suppose you missed my one." He chuckles, but there is a sad tinge to it. You shake your head "No, Kai, it's not that I missed your file, I would never do that. I had your regiments files restricted from my access" you explain, accidentally using his name in a rush, but for some reason, Kai felt a weight off his shoulders at the sound of it.

"I'll explain to you then. I got a gash on my arm during battle. I'm lucky it didn't get infected, or go too deep, I needed stitches but it's practically better now" he explains, waving his arm around as if to prove it. You tut "I can't believe you did that, I hope it was worth it. I understand but... It was a shock" You pouted at the mere thought of him running away again. He instantly clicked onto what you meant and didn't respond, it didn't need a response. They stayed there for another hour conversing until they returned to their respective rooms.

Without hesitation, Taehyun immediately implemented his own plan, reinstating Kai to his former job and setting them both on the right path. It seems you make everyone around you forget about the rules because Taehyun couldn't care less for your royal status when he knew you two were both in love with each other. That's how things played out, and despite staying friends until the night in your room, he never uttered your name.

"I know what happened last time Kai~ but it won't happen again~ just say it once for me?" You begged, pouting your lips as you ran your hands up his neck and hooked them around the back of it, hugging yourself to him. He was fighting with himself as your chest squished against his own. 'Don't touch her, don't touch her!' He chants internally, remembering he's just a commander at the end of the day, he had no rank compared to you.

"If I say it, will you tell me what I stole?" He challenged and you hummed in his ear, goosebumps shooting across his skin at the delicate sound against the hot air that fanned across his neck. This was the biggest challenge he'd been put through yet, and it was just a harmless person's presence. Kai should've been stronger than this, he knew he could've been, but you rendered him useless. Kai wouldn't be able to contain himself if this went on much longer.

"(Y/N)" he uttered. You replied with such a sultry voice, he nearly gave in, "Yes Kai?". His hands stammered up towards your hips and hesitated a second on whether to go through with his desires before he decided to retreat. "Can you tell me what I stole?" He requests, voice still successfully stable, though internally, he was stuttering and blubbering. You nodded swiftly, grasping his hands and leading them to your waist like he wanted to.

Then as you leant towards his face, you muttered each word. "You. Stole. My. Heart." and then your lips pressed together. Kai froze for a second, thoughts of how absolutely wrong it is swirling through his head and distorting his view of what was real. But one thought rang louder than the others: if it was so bad, why did it feel so good?

His lips moved against your soft ones, and when he squeezed your hips and a whimper slipped out of your lips and past his, he was gone. He'd lost control of himself.

You giggle as you escape his strong arms and run to lock your bedroom door, making a smirk spread across his face, pulling you towards him. "Kai~" you giggle in surprise as he kisses you harder than before and begins travelling down your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He looks at you in the eye and confesses "I love you." kissing your lips like they were his new addiction, "I love you so fucking much Your Highness." he admits, a kiss in between each word. You groan at him "Don't call me that, or I'll start calling you commander again!". He hums in understanding, "I love you, (Y/N)." You smile and admit, "I love you too, Kai."

Now with a mutual understanding, Your fingers light touch trails along Kai's tight shirt, quickly undoing each button and sliding your hands along his bare skin. He'd never get over how your delicate touch contrasted with the filthy words you let out... no princess is expected to act like this.

He slides the other thin strap off your shoulder and pulls the dress down your body, leaving you in your underwear. Kai never even thought he'd get to see you like this, he didn't even dream of it it was just that far out of reach. but here you were, standing in front of him with your body exposed to his hungry gaze. Everything felt unreal. It simply had to be a dream. You go to slide his top off, but he quickly pulls it back over his scarred arm.

It takes only a second for you to realize what he'd done and why he'd done it, "Kai, you don't need to feel insecure with me. I love you so much. I think you are perfect no matter what. Please let me see you. If you aren't ready, you can keep it on tonight. I won't mind, I want you comfortable." You reassure him, kissing his lips a few times as he thought about it. Whilst your eyes were closed and your lips on his, he pulled the shirt off, hoping you wouldn't even notice, but he was wrong. You pulled away from him and peeked at it, the scar went all along his arm, and your heart ached at the sight, not because it was ugly, but because he'd been in all that pain once upon a time. You leave gentle kisses all along it and whisper, "My strong Kai, my courageous Kai, my Honorable Kai, you are so perfect."

He chuckles and smiles at your words, pushing you back onto your bed and leaning over you. "God, you know just what to say don't you" he teases, going to lean on the arm but realizing he can't so you flip him over. He looks thankful and begins kissing your neck once again as you fumble with his buckle, desperate to undo his trousers and feel him for the first time.

Whilst your attention was elsewhere, he undid your bra and moved your hands so he could pull it off you. After he'd done what he wanted your hands instantly returned to his trousers, hovering over his lap to pull them down his legs. The second your chest was in front of him he grabbed at it, intrigued at how it moved at each touch he made, like a filthy pervert, but you didn't seem to mind, in fact, you seemed to love it. He moves his mouth over one of your tits and licks your nipple, fascinated at how you may react. A soft whine fell from your mouth and he did it again, fingers rolling your other nipple. You reached under Kai's boxers and finally grasped him, pre cum leaking from his tip as you rubbed your thumb over it, groans already falling from his mouth. "Hmm~ yare you that sensitive Kai" you giggle, leaving sloppy kisses on his neck as you pumped your hand up and down him, his pre cum making it easier to glide.

"How can I not be when the woman I love is touching me so well~" he teases and reminds you of his feelings, pulling your panties to the side to see if you were ready for him. His fingers prod into your slit, greeted by a pool of hot desire for him in the form of your slick coating his fingers, and he quickly realizes you have been ready for a while. "Are you ready yet love?" He asks, slipping his fingers into your hole and searching for you to struggle as you respond. "Y-yes! Kai ple-ease!" You stutter, whines interrupting your words. He loves making you stutter because he's the only person that had ever made you stutter and he's proud. proud he can make the princess, a woman who was trained to be so civilised she would never stutter, a stupid mess. He brings your hips forward and lines himself up with your hole. When you are ready he guides you down onto him, being patient as you get used to the feeling, it took everything he had not to brutally fuck into you straight away, the way you gripped his cock was just too heavenly. His hands find purchase on your waist as you begin to bounce causing a moan to slip from both of you.

As he grows more desperate he begins thrusting up into you and pushing you further down on his cock, causing the motion to slap together in the middle, forcing his cock into the sweet spongey bit of you that made you throw your head back and moan his name. "Kai feels -s good!", head falling onto his shoulder as your body grows so tired that you can't even keep yourself up as he uses you. "I know sweetheart- I feel it too-" he grunts, kissing your temple and he thrusting even faster than before. God, your not sure if you love fucking a commander, or hate it. You'll be bruised in the morning let's just say that.

As he fucks you, the best you can do is kiss, lick and bite his neck, using it as a way of keeping your moans in. Pressure builds up in your body and you want to scream but instead, you bite into Kai's shoulder and he seems to understand "Me too love, I'm nearly there" he whines, his pace becoming more frantic as he chases his high. The feeling of his hot seed plastering your walls has your own high crashing down on you and practically sobbing into Kai's shoulder. "Well done my love" he praises, rubbing your back as he lies you both down on your sheets. Kai's stamina training was the only thing keeping him going right now, and you didn't want to imagine how much longer he could go on if he wanted.

It takes you a few minutes but you recover, and by now Kai has you cleaned up, and both of you dressed and laying in bed. Your eyes lock onto his as you smile, "Kai, I love you-" you confess another time, worried you still haven't told him enough. He blushes, shy as if he hadn't just fucked you, "(Y/N), I love you too". A soft giggle fills the room, his following soon after.

Is there a world where a princess and a commander could live happily ever after? I'm not sure... but Kai and (Y/N) we're surely going to find out.

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