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dailynnt · 25 days ago

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AURORA

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༘✩ Summary: A relationship that survived a breakup but could not be forgotten. Like the northern lights that appear only at certain moments, their feelings had their peaks and troughs, but always remained on the horizon. You meet your ex at some event. The feelings are still alive.

༘✩ Couple: Jeon Jungkook/ The Reader

༘✩Age restrictions: 18+

༘✩ Size: one shot

༘✩ Tags: ex to lovers, longing, smurt, cursing, sex, unprotected sex, detailed description of explicit scenes, alcohol

༘✩ Dedication: This work is dedicated to my beloved Armys. I wrote this work thinking of you. I hope this work resonates with you - @myjungkookthighs, @kelsyx33, @someoneelse0109, @mskookie, @kooccult, , @smokinghotstargirl , @curse-of-art, @rispwr, @kooko007

༘✩ From author: I have long dreamed of writing a story like this and here it is in one day. I tried my best for you and I really hope you will like the way I described the love that does not die, even if it seems that it is the end. Inspired by a song I found not so long ago and it immediately associated me with Jungkook💜❤️‍🔥💘 And I'll add another one, the lyrics of which are also here. Enjoy 🙏🏻🥰

You didn't expect to see him. You thought you would never see him again in your life. Certainly not here, among dozens of strangers, in a room flooded with soft light that resembled the glare of the northern lights. But he was here.

Your eyes meet and your heart skips a beat. He is approaching, accompanied by one of the organizers of the event you have come to. He keeps his eyes on you and you can't look away either. He seems to be the only one who could touch the strings of your soul, and they seem to be starting to pluck.

He approaches and stops a few steps away. He didn't expect to see you again either. Your last words had clearly created a great gulf between you that neither of you could cross.

He was not prepared for his heart to beat faster and his breath to become ragged, as if after a long run. But he couldn't show it, he had to control himself.

"Y/N would like to introduce you to one of our biggest sponsors. Jeon Jungkook." - He introduce Jungkook. "And Mr. Jeon, this is Y/N Y/L/N. She's a writer with whom our publishing house works." - Your eyes are greedy. You literally study each other, trying to find what has changed. And if anything has changed at all.

You look at him, waiting for him to behave. Will he pretend that you don't know each other? Or will he say that there is no need to introduce you? Because you used to be the whole world to each other.

"It's nice to meet you, Y/N." - Jungkook says. So he chooses not to be an acquaintance. Hmm, in fact, he is.

"Likewise." - You reply briefly and discreetly. Jungkook pulls your hand towards him and you put yours in his. An electric pulse goes through your whole body.

He has the same look in his eyes. The same movements you know. You used to know every detail about each other. And then you lost it.

This man in front of you was your ex-boyfriend. He was the man who made you feel like the world stopped when you were with him. He was your passion, your trusted friend, your lover. Everything between you was intense and pure, but like everything that burns brightly, it burned out. The breakup was hard and painful.

You felt your heart flutter at the familiar touch. It was more than physical contact - it was like coming home after a long journey. You didn't want it, but just like then, you couldn't shake this deep attachment. You tried to forget him, tried to let him go, but he was remained by you every day, in you every thought. And now, when your hand is back in his, you realized that you was never really ready to let go.

"I read your story. It's amazing. I'm not surprised why it's so successful." - Jungkook says, and you think you're going to fall through the floor. He's a great actor, you've always known that. But you're don’t. Even though your heart is burning with excitement and old feelings are bubbling to the surface, you think you have to go. You can't even let him be with you, because you'll lose all control.

But let's be honest, the walls you've been building for six months since the breakup has cracked. Just looking at him makes you want him to be yours again.

"I am sincerely grateful for your words. But to be honest, you don't strike me as someone who reads romance novels." - You can't contain your sarcasm. Jungkook laughs lightly, his husky voice vibrating, and this vibration ignite your bones.

"Actually, Mr. Jeon is a very creative person. He's a professional photographer." - The event organizer explains, not realizing how much these words can make your heart beat faster. Because you know his profession well.

Jungkook smiles, his eyes rest on you again, and his words sound as if he wants to share something more intimate.

"Yes, I often photograph couples." - He says, his voice softening as if he's immersed in his memories. "For me, photography is not just art, it's a way to feel emotions. Sometimes music, movies, or even novels can inspire moments that seem real only through the lens." - You can't help but smile. He's fended off your sarcastic attack, but the thing is, you doubt he could have read your novel.

Jungkook glances down at your red silk dress, which fits your figure perfectly, seductively emphasizing all the curves of your body. Curves that were once his territory. The curves he knows so well, the ones he's touched so many times

Jungkook holds his breath for a moment. He remembers how that delicate skin trembled under his fingers, how your breath grew deeper every time his hands traveled over your body. And now, looking at you, he feels an almost unbearable urge to run his fingertips over your collarbone again, to go lower, to run his hands around your waist, to put his hand on your lower back, where his touch always made you moan slightly.

His imagination shamelessly draws pictures of that red silk fabric slowly sliding off your body, revealing to him everything he remembers so well. His fingers involuntarily clench into a fist - the desire is too sharp, too real. He knows he has no right to touch you, knows that there is a gaping hole between you, created not only by hurt feelings but also by time.

But, damn it, how much he wants to reach out, to touch at least the ends of your hair, to run his fingers over your cheek, to feel the warmth of your skin again.

And then, when you finally catch his gaze, he quickly masks the thirst in his eyes with a barely noticeable smile. If only you knew what's going on in his head right now. If you knew that this evening is awakening in him what he has been trying to suppress for so long.

"Then I apologize for my hasty conclusions. I am sincerely grateful that you read my work." - You say and quickly add, because you can't stand Jungkook's company anymore. If he wants you to be strangers, you should stay strangers forever. "It was nice to meet you. Have a nice evening." - You say, giving the men a casual smile and walk away, barely able to keep yourself together. You don't let Jungkook know how much of an impact he has on you, even six months later.

After the breakup, your life turned into an endless marathon of forgetting, although in reality you were just trying not to remember. Your heart was cut like glass, and your mind was exhausted from trying to make yourself stronger. Every day you were learning a new role: a successful woman who was moving forward, even though your inner world was in ruins.

There was no shortage of men around. They came and went-attractive, confident, ready to give you everything you lacked. But each of them remained a shadow, and even the best moments with them felt empty compared to what you had with him. Those evenings when they spent together in bed, or just watching a movie in each other's arms, when there was no time, no space, nothing but your two hearts beating in unison.

You were trying to be "normal," trying to find your way and not think about him. If someone had told you six months ago that he would reappear in your life, you would have laughed, because you were sure that you would never let that happen again. You did everything you could to forget. You immersed yourself in work, wrote, traveled, had short-term meetings, but all of this was just a temporary escape from your own pain.

Over time, you thought, that you might actually be left alone, just to find myself again. You were no longer looking for someone who could give you back the feeling of the real connection that you had. It was your choice, your decision to try to relive this love that you couldn't forget.

But all fate decides. It's not interested in your plans or his plans. It has its own plan and it made sure that your paths crossed again. You are afraid that you won't be able to resist if Jungkook tries to make contact. You love him, but it's unlikely that you'll ever be together again.

The official event is over. You stay at the afterparty. When you enter the restaurant where the party is taking place, you feel a lot of stares. But you are not interested. You stayed after the event because you are excited. Because of the meeting with Jungkook, you can't get rid of the obsessive thoughts and feelings that want to find him and be with him until the morning.

You cautiously study the crowd around you. You don't find Jungkook. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you hope that he has already left, that your chance meeting was just a game of chance, and that's enough. But the part of you that never learned to forget him feels empty.

You stand at the bar, twirling your wine glass in your fingers, letting yourself relax. The atmosphere of an afterparty is lighter, more relaxed than an official event. People are laughing, the music is flowing with a soft rhythm, making your body sway slightly.

And then you feel it. A gaze. His gaze.

Like an echo of the past that won't let go. At first, you don't turn your head, don't give him that pleasure. But you can't stand it, and your eyes meet. You literally give him a second of your gaze, look away. This is enough for him. He comes closer, stands next to you. His perfume is a familiar scent that makes your pulse quicken. A scent that makes you almost crazy.

"Dancing?" - His voice is low, almost inaudible over the music, but it cuts to the core. You look up at him. His eyes are dark, deep, something has changed in them, but at the same time they are still the same. The eyes that looked at you with love and passion.

"I don't think that's a good idea." - You answer, sipping your wine so that he doesn't notice your excitement.

"Come on. It's just a dance." - He holds out his hand and you look at it. You hesitate, but the devil on your shoulder whispers: you want this. He wants this. Go. Go with him. It's just one night. And you make a choice. You put your hand in his.

He leads you to the dance floor. A slow, sensual melody fills the space between you. His hand on your waist is hot, his fingers gently squeezing the silk fabric of your dress. With his other hand, he holds your palm in his, gently but firmly.

You move to the music, his body almost touching yours. It's not just a dance - it's a dangerous game, a test of willpower. And you seem to have already lost. He has deprived you of all willpower.

You look into his eyes and try to understand what is in his mind. What does he want? Just to know what your life has become? Or does he want to try to cross the line? Jungkook's smile is mysterious. The hole from piercing on his lip stretches. You make a titanic effort not to look at his lips.

You dance, every movement a dangerous test. His hand slides to the small of your back and your breath hits you. He always touched you like this - confidently but slowly, as if he was savoring every moment.

But suddenly he leans a little closer, his lips dangerously close to your ear.

"It's... so familiar, isn't it?" - His voice is husky, and you know he feels the same way you do. It's an unrestrained desire to give in to the feelings that overwhelm you. You pull away and look up, catching his eyes. There, in their dark abyss, something forbidden flashes. Memories. A desire.

"It's in the past for me." - You lie. "The past should stay in the past." - You try to make your voice sound confident, but you don't seem to be succeeding. His hand presses lightly on your back.

"Do you really believe that?" - He asks. The silence between you says more than words. You are standing on the edge of an abyss where it is so easy to fall.

You don't know what to say. Your heart is pounding furiously in your chest, and your hands seem to remember what it feels like to touch it, to feel its warmth. You continue to move to the music, but now everything seems even slower, even more tense.

His fingers gently run down your back, a barely perceptible touch that leaves a pulsating trail. He leans in a little closer, his breath burning your skin.

"You say the past should stay where it is." - He smiles at the corner of his lips, as if he can read your thoughts. "But it seems to be catching up with us, Y/N."

You want to object, to say something prickly, but your body is treacherously drawn to him. His hand moves even lower down your back, almost on your buttocks. It makes you hold your breath. This is nothing. It's a game you've both played before. But didn't you know that things always go over the top with Jungkook?

You stop. He stops too. There are only a few centimeters between you, but it's enough to make every cell in your body burn.

"Jungkook..." - You whisper, not even knowing what you want to say. He looks at you, carefully, almost painfully slowly. His gaze slides across your face, lingers on your lips, and then meets yours again.

"Tell me I have to stop." - He whispers, leaning closer, barely touching your cheek with his nose. "I won't touch you unless you let me." - He says it quietly but confidently. And this is the cruelest thing. Because you don't know what will be worse for you - if he actually touches you or if he pulls away.

You want to tell him to stop. You really do. But instead, your fingers involuntarily clamp down on the fabric of his jacket, not allowing you to move away.

"I can't..." - You give up. So quickly, so foolishly. This admission was enough.

His lips touch your neck very lightly, causing a shiver to run through your body. You sigh, tilting your head as if to give him more access. And he does not refuse.

"Why do you still have this effect on me?" - You protest out loud. He was quiet, almost broken by his own feelings. He ran his fingers along your collarbone, causing your eyes to close.

"Because we never really let go of each other." - He said what you needed to hear. What you hadn't allowed yourself to admit for six months.

You inhale sharply, meeting his gaze. Deep, dark, full of desire. Another moment, and this thin line between temptation and prohibition disappear completely.

"Let's get out of here." - His voice sounded almost like an order, but you knew it was not just a desire. It was a need. Your shared need for each other.

You nodded, and he immediately took your hand, intertwining your fingers. You left the hall quickly, without looking back. The night city greeted you with cool air, but a fire burned inside you.

Jungkook opened the car door for you, and you got in, feeling your heart pounding madly in your chest. He quickly walked around the car, got behind the wheel, and in a moment you were already pulling out of the parking lot.

"Where are we going?" - You asked, even though the answer wasn't that important. Jungkook gave you a dark, hot, intoxicating look.

"To my place." - He answered. Your heart literally threatens to jump out of your chest. The sensation of butterflies in your stomach excites you to incredible emotions. He puts his tattooed hand on your thigh, as if to claim you. You can feel your underwear getting wet in anticipation of what will happen at Jungkook's house.

"This is crazy." - You say, barely audible. Jungkook smiled.

"And you like it." - He said, still smiling. You wanted to deny it, but why would you, when it's really true.

Jungkook closes the door behind you, and you immediately find yourself pressed against the wall. His lips are so demanding, so powerful over yours. Your insides tremble because it's all so familiar to you. It feels like the six months of separation just didn't happen.

Your hot breath mingled with his as he pulled away from you to take a breath. He was looking at your face. Your eyes were slightly squinted, your lips swollen from kissing, your skin burning from his touch. You were as beautiful as the first night he fell in love with you.

"Are we really going to do this?" - You asked. Your voice broke into a whisper as he ran his fingertips down your neck, along your collarbone, and even lower to the neckline of your dress.

"Yes..." - He says hoarsely, between kisses on your neck. "I should stop, shouldn't I?" - He asks your opinion. You want to moan as he bites your skin and then runs his tongue over the spot.

"Jungkook..." - You breathe out. You don't know if you're begging him to continue or to stop. He stops kissing your neck. Your faces are separated by a few centimeters.

"Last chance to say no, my love." - He says. Fuck, he called you "love," he called you that because he loved you, does he still love you? You ran your fingers along his jaw, gently but firmly.

"Do you want me to say it?" - You ask with a challenge. Let him decide too, you are not the only one responsible for your actions. He squeezes your buttocks with his hands.

"No." - Jungkook says confidently. You smile seductively, giving him the green light. But he's in no hurry to continue what he's started. You know he's waiting for the words.

"Fuck me, love." - You ask. Jungkook's cock twitches in his boxers when he hears those words. Fuck. How can you say that so easily? He's going crazy. He throws himself on your lips, pressing his strong body against yours. His tongue enters your mouth with authority and finds yours. Six months. Six fucking months he wanted you back. He dreamed that you would be in his hands like this. And he made a promise to himself that if he could get you back, he would never let you go again.

Your underwear is getting wet. You are so excited that you think you will burn with passion. Jungkook's tongue seems to be punishing you for being away for so long. His hands are squeezing the meat on your buttocks with good pressure. He picks you up in his arms, and you only cry out softly, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Jungkook puts you down on the floor in his bedroom, interrupting your unrestrained kisses. He lightly touches your silk shoulder and runs his finger under the strap of your dress. He sees your erect nipples through the fabric of your dress. One movement and the shoulder strap is on falling down. He does the same with the other strap. He pulls down the silk and it slides over your figure.

As the dress falls to the floor, gathering at your feet, a picture he literally imagined when he saw it at the party flashes before his eyes.

His cock hardens even more, because your naked body is a frenzy. It's his weakness. That's what makes him commit sin.

He takes your tits in his hands and squeezes it. He feels that you are real. That he is not dreaming about you, as he has been for the last six months. He bends down and eagerly sucks on your erect nipple. Oh, it's a rosebud on his tongue. It tastes so sweet. Jungkook plays with your nipple with his tongue. When he sucks harder, you feel pain, pain that brings pleasure and sweet agony. Jungkook massages the other breast in his hand, and then smoothly moves to the other breast to savor it as well.

You throw your head back and enjoy his actions. You're addicted to the way he crosses the line.

Your pussy is throbbing and you're wetter than ever. You haven't had intimate relations since you broke up with Jungkook, so now you're just going crazy with every move.

Jungkook pulls away from your chest and smiles. Out of the corner of your eye, you see his hard cock sticking out of his pants.

He comes close and puts one arm around your waist. You watch him closely. He leans in and you think he's going to kiss you. You even close your eyes, but when nothing happens, you open them to check where he is. He's right there, and he's wearing a cheeky, sly smile.

"Let's see how wet my girl is." - He suggests. His hand goes into your panties, instantly finding your excited clit. He presses his fingers on it and you forget how to breathe.

"Fuck. Honey, is this waterfall for me?" - He asks you, and you can't answer him because you're losing your mind to his movements on your clit. You moan, loud and seductive. Jungkook can't help but kiss you. He covers your lips with his own and kisses you deeply, hotly, while building up your orgasm with his fingers.

You moan into his lips. Jungkook plunges two fingers into your passage and wants to curse. He forgot how tight it is in here. He's angry, thinking that someone else could be in that pussy besides him. So his movements and kisses become rougher.

The pressure he creates with his fingers excites you even more. You like it, but it's not enough because it's not his cock.

Jungkook gently lays you down on the bed, which is so familiar. It has witnessed your love so many times. Jungkook pulls down your thong. He looks at your pussy with great greed, the thong sliding down your slender legs. When your underwear is in his hand, he is in no hurry to throw it away. He touches the fabric with his nose, inhaling your scent.

"This is what my love smells like." - He says. You blush. This is so damn intimate. Jungkook throws your thong somewhere near your dress at floor. You watching him.

He's still as handsome as ever. A slim, toned body where every muscle is visible when it moves. You know so well what those muscles are to the touch. Only he seems to have new tattoos on his right arm. You notice that the eye that was below the elbow is gone, and now there is a green ink mark that says "bulletproof" instead. Oh yes, it's really about him.

"Did you have sex with anyone after me?" - Jungkook distracts you from looking at his tattoos. You raise one eyebrow. Why would he want to know in the middle of your lovemaking?

"Why do you ask?" - You don't answer, but ask your own question. Jungkook takes off his pants and throws them somewhere else.

"Answer me." - He says with authority. And this word sounds more like an order. You resent this. Why do you have to talk to him about it? You, for example, know without a doubt that he has definitely fucked some girls.

"Does it matter to you?" - You ask, not listening to his order. It matters to him. He was your first man, and the thought of anyone touching your body, which is unprecedentedly his, pisses him off.

Jungkook takes off his boxers. You can see his cock, hard and erect, hitting his thighs. You salivate at the sight of it. Jungkook's nude figure drives you crazy. You dream of him entering you and finally destroying you and all your desires not to be with him.

Jungkook approaches you dangerously.

He grabs your ankle and pulls you to the edge of the bed with a sharp movement. You scream, not expecting him to do this. He sits you down on the edge of the bed and leans in almost touching you. His lips are near yours and his breath burns your skin.

"Answer me when I ask you questions. Because when I want to know something, it's important to me. So, will you tell me? Did some dickhead touch my pussy? Or at least your tits, which also belong to me?" - He speaks low and commanding. His voice echoes in your head. How does he have such power over you? Why are you so excited by these words? You want to tease him more. You know it could be dangerous, but you've always been a gambler.

"What would you do if I told you that dickhead were?" - You ask. Your words have an immediate effect on Jungkook. His eyebrows raise and his eyes darken with rage. He lifts you up, pulling on your arm. It doesn't hurt, but it's sharp. He presses you down and you feel his erect cock resting against your pussy.

"So you're saying you were?" - He asks, but his voice isn't as hard as he looks. "You promised you'd be mine alone. My little slut. You wouldn't let anyone fuck your pussy. You're lying to me." - He says, smiling defiantly.

"I didn't lie. I asked you what you would do if I was like you and found a free cock? Huh?" - You ask with the same audacity. Jungkook squeezes your buttocks.

"I'd wipe him off the face of the earth." - He says casually. "Because he touched something that's mine."

"I'm not yours." - You say. But what are you saying? You are his. Every cell of that body belongs to him. You can't be with other men because you've never met anyone who can compare to him.

"Mine." - He argues with a wide smile on his lips. It makes you angry, even though you agree with him. "You're still mine... that's why you're here now. No one can touch you like I can, no one can love you like I can, no one can fuck you like I can, no one can keep your secrets like I can. I will give you all of this, and I will never let you go." - The lump in your throat prevents you from breathing normally.

You hold back the tears that threaten to fall down. Let these words be true. Let him keep his promise. Because you want to be with him. Jungkook breaks into you with a kiss to assure you of his words. Two lonely tears drops melt between your hot kiss. Jungkook pulls away and you breathe heavily into his lips. He wipes away the tear tracks with his thumbs.

"I haven't had anyone." - You confess, your voice desperate. "I couldn't even bear a strange man touching my body. So you are right. I couldn't be with anyone else." - Jungkook smiles with satisfaction. He knew that.

Jungkook sits on the edge of the bed and invites you to sit on his lap. You climb on top, holding onto his shoulders. Jungkook's cock lies between you, and you look hopefully between your bodies. Jungkook touches your chin with two fingers and lifts it, forcing you to look at him.

"I need to stretch you first, baby. You haven't had sex in a long time." - Jungkook says with pleasure in his voice. You nod your head in agreement.

Jungkook puts one hand on your hip and moves the other to your pussy. He dips one finger into the passage and moves the top down, creating some friction. You sigh blissfully, closing your eyes. After a while, he plunges his other finger in. The pressure increases and you moan softly. And when Jungkook plunges his third finger in, you feel a slight discomfort. It's only his fingers, when he puts his cock in it will hurt.

Jungkook has stretched you properly, and then he invites you to ride him.

"Give me a good ride." - He asks you. You smile and get up to sit on his attractive cock. Jungkook puts his cock’s head against your entrance and presses. You slowly lower yourself and when his tip plunges into your passage, you almost immediately feel pain. You scream out in pain and he stops, but not for long. He gives you a few seconds and then pushes down on your hips, lowering you. You're in pain, and you bite your lip to hold back your screams.

Finally you are filled with his cock to the brim. You feel it twitching inside you.

"Fuckin' shit." - Jungkook curses. He holds back as best he can. He really forgot how tight you are.

You sit like this for no more than half a minute. In the meantime, Jungkook has been working on your clit to get you used to its length. You squeeze his shoulders. He kisses you and you want to get down to the real business.

You start moving on his hips, lifting yours. The first movements are accompanied by pain. But after a while it feels good. You squirm on his lap and let out strangled moans. Jungkook helps you by supporting your hips and admires his beloved's face. It eloquently shows pleasure.

"How do you like riding my cock? Huh, baby? Did you miss it?" - Jungkook asks playfully. His voice breaks because you're riding his cock so well.

"Yeah..." - You answer in a long breath. It feels so good, it's pure ecstasy, it's euphoria. You're chasing an orgasm and he's taking you there.

"Let's make this reconciliation unforgettable." - Jungkook suggests. He takes over the initiative with his hands. He squeezes your thighs harder and pushes you deep and sharp. Your head is spinning from these movements. You bite your lips again, but Jungkook moves closer to you. "Don't hold back the moans I deserve." - He orders. You stop biting your lips, and now your loud moans fill the entire room.

Jungkook has found just the right spot. You feel like you're about to come. Your fingernails tear off the skin on his shoulders.

"Love..." - You call out to him. "I'm close."

Jungkook absorbs your expression with an absolutely lustful gaze. He speeds up his movements, but not so that he can come. He's definitely not done with you yet. You raise and lower your hips on Jungkook's lap to finally have the orgasm you've been waiting for.

When the knot in your lower abdomen is untied, you throw your head back and moan long and hard. Your velvety walls are squeezed by Jungkook's cock, and he jerks you upward to keep from cumming himself. You don't realize it right away. Only when you're on your knees, resting your pussy against Jungkook's abs, and you feel his hands on your buttocks.

"What a good girl. You have your first orgasm." - He counts.

Jungkook orders you to lie down on the pillows and spread your legs for him. He positions himself between your legs without sinking into you. He kisses you on the lips, filling your mouth with his tongue. Your tongues intertwine in a dance of love and passion. When you need air, Jungkook breaks the kiss. He goes down to your jaw, then your neck. He savored every inch of your skin, memorizing it again, as if he were discovering something long forgotten but painfully familiar.

He covered your body with kisses until he was in front of your pussy. The memory of his tongue on your clit makes you wet. Jungkook kisses your folds with a weightless kiss, and you're already trembling. He smiles out of the corner of his mouth.

"I forgot how sweet she is." - He comments. You lift your head to see him between your legs. He kisses the inside of your thighs, not wanting to leave an inch of skin on you that he hasn't kissed.

When he begins to lick your clit, making circular motions around your clit, you can't hold your head up. You fall back on the pillows. Your back arches unconsciously. Jungkook squeezes your buttocks and then sucks on your center. You moan again, and Jungkook thinks he'll never get tired of the sound. He's happy that he's the only one who hears these sounds.

You come on his tongue very quickly. Your swollen, excited clit didn't need much attention. You jerk on his tongue and Jungkook presses his tongue against your center to make sure you have your second orgasm of the night as long as possible.

You stop twitching and breathe heavily. Jungkook kneels down by your spread legs and you can see his beard glistening with your juice. He wipes his chin with his hand and comes closer to you.

"Is my baby satisfied?" - He asks. You are almost unable to speak. You smile and barely speak.

"It was just as fucking gorgeous as ever.” - Jungkook laughs heartily, and once again wants to kiss you. You taste your cum on his tongue. His kisses become slower, deeper.

"I've been waiting for this for so long..." - His voice was quiet, almost hoarse, when he broke away from your lips. You, too, had secretly dreamed that you would have the opportunity to be together again. And who knows how it all will worked out.

Jungkook plunged into you again. His cock entered you painlessly this time. You couldn't get enough, because this is what you will always need. You bent to meet his touch, feeling your bodies merging in a single rhythm.

Every movement was slow, as if he wanted to prolong this moment as long as possible.

Jungkook knew every curve of your body, every weakness that made you sigh and tremble. But this time it was different. Deeper. Stronger. It wasn't just desire. It was something more.

Your fingers tangled in his hair as your lips found each other again. He was everything to you that night - a fire that burned from the inside out, and a sea that enveloped you in its waves.

He took his time.

You didn't want it to end.

Your breaths mingle, hot and uneven, as his movements become stronger. He feels a wave of some new emotions, as if he is rediscovering a familiar body.

"You have no idea how much I..." - Jungkook stops, his lips barely touching yours. You open your eyes and stare into his handsome face. You notice beads of sweat on his face and a few loose strands of hair.

"How much what?" - Your voice sounds almost hoarse, and he smiles because he knows you're on the verge.

"How much I missed you." - He finally whispers. You don't have time to say anything because Jungkook is pushing you. You lie in his arms. Your legs are intertwined around his waist. He is deep inside you and this is the best moment of the whole year.

His movements are slow and deep at first, but with each new one he speeds up. He fucks you like never before, and you close your eyes, enjoying the sensation. You feel another orgasm coming over you. Jungkook's hips thrust fast and you choke on the sweetest orgasm of the night.

Jungkook comes after you, filling you to the brim with cum. He jerks inside you for a while and stops only when he releases himself with a whimper.

He collapses into the crook of your neck and you both breathe heavily. You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. His heavy breathing mingles with yours, and your heart hasn't yet returned to its normal rhythm. Your throat is dry, and you urgently need water.

Jungkook finally stands up and smiles at you with satisfaction. You reflexively do the same.

"You... water?" - Your voice breaks, and you're almost ashamed of how weak it sounds. Jungkook smiles slightly, realizing that you're asking him for water.

"Just a moment, my love." - He says and pecking on your lips. He gently pulls out of you. You try to sit up and cover yourself with the blanket you had sex on.

Jungkook puts on his boxers, finds a bottle of water on the table, unscrews the cap, and hands it to you. You take a few sips, trying to come to your senses. Jungkook sits down next to you, rests his hands on the bed on either side of your hips, and looks you straight in the eye.

"I don't want to let you go anymore." - He says clearly. You freeze.

"Jungkook..." - You want to say something, but you find yourself unceremoniously interrupted by him.

"I'm serious." - He interrupts. "I was an idiot for letting you leave back then. I thought it was for the best, that you and I would destroy each other if we stayed together. But you know what? It was even worse without you."

You look at him, feeling something hot squeezing your chest.

"I don't know if..." - If we should start again. You want to say. But he interrupts you again. The conversations during sex were frank, but now that you're back to reality, things are just as complicated as they were.

"I know." - His large hands gently wrap around yours. "And I'm going to do everything I can to make up for my mistakes. I don't want just one night, Y/N. I want everything. I want you. I want our future."

You see the sincerity in his dark eyes, and it almost scares you. You're afraid, even though you really want to start over.

"What if it doesn't work out again?" - You share your worries.

"I will make it work. Every day. Every time you doubt, I'll prove to you that I love you more than ever." - He leans in slowly, giving you a chance to stop him. But you don't. Your lips meet again, and this time the kiss is not so hot, not so hasty. It's deeper, more tender.

Like a hope.

Like a promise.

"Let's try again." - You agree. You look into his eyes, reading everything he didn't say out loud: fear, hope, devotion. Jungkook has never been a man to give up easily, and now he was proving it again.

Your fingers involuntarily squeeze his hand, as if checking to see if he is real, if this moment is real.

"Do you promise we will?"

He leans in even closer, his forehead touching yours.

"I promise." - He whispers. And this time you believe him.

Like the northern lights that appear only at certain moments, your feelings had their peaks and troughs, but they were always on the horizon. You could get lost in each other, disappear, losing light, but you came back, blooming with new colors.

Because your love is like the sky itself. Eternal. Unpredictable. And worth waiting for.

#jungkook x reader #ex to lovers #bts #bts jungkook #jungkook #jungkook x f!reader #jungkook smut #jungkook imagine #bts fanfction #jungkook fanfic #jungkook x you #jungkook fic #jungkook jeon #bts au

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venomhoundfanworks · 3 months ago

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Hazbin Hotel - Morning Routines

Kind of a part 2 to the Sleeping Habits Post??? While that one is about falling asleep with them, this one is about what its like to wake up with them. Same lineup; Alastor, Vox, and Lucifer. I... also might have accidentally started a Charlie one so I might be doing more parts to these (｡ŏ_ŏ)

Contents/WARNINGS: Gender neutral reader; NSFW in Vox's section; mostly just nuclear powered fluff; somebody PLEASE get Lucifer a doctor the man is so depressed (18+), MDNI, NSFW below the cut ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

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Alastor ₊˚ ‿︵୨୧

As gone over in my sleeping habits post, Alastor does not like sharing a bed normally. But if it does happen to be a blue moon and he actually stayed the whole night; it is a sight to behold in the morning.

Alastor's hair is naturally curly. Due to internalized racism (from you know, the 1920s), Alastor insists his hair must be straight and has a crazy hair routine to keep it that way. One of many reasons why his hair is so... gnarly looking.

Right after he wakes up in the mornings though, his bedhead breaks through the illusion. You get to see the glorious sight of Alastor's hair attempting to go back to its natural form. The edges of his locks are making small loops in all directions, and his face is framed in loose ringlets.

Unfortunately, this only lasts for about ten minutes at most before he goes to "fix" it.

Other then getting to see that beautiful sight, the mornings are the same regardless of if he stayed in the bed with you or not; You always get to wake up to his wonderful cooking.

Alastor has unfortunately had to take it upon himself to be the hotel chef. Charlie did try to do it for a little bit, but that resulted in more fires and ambiguous remains then anything. Vaggie and Husk can barely operate a microwave. Nifty is well... Nifty.

So Alastor pops into the hotel kitchen at around 7am to start cooking breakfast for the hotel. More 7:30 if his hair has been particularly unruly that day.

Alastor pokes fun at everyone over being their chef, but he really likes it actually. He will never admit that to anyone though. He finds the mornings relaxing because he gets to just cook, something that he enjoys and thats deeply nostalgic for him. It starts him off on the right foot for the day.

The only times it starts him on the wrong foot, is when Lucifer decides to get up at an ungodly hour (or straight up pull an all nighter), just so he can steal the kitchen and make the hotel breakfast instead.

Lucifer does this because he thinks he is a better chef then Alastor. Surely, Alastor's annoyance is proof of that! But Alastor is actually pissed off because his plans for the morning got set on fire by Lucifer's dumb ego.

Alastor really does go above and beyond as the chef by the way. For a cannibal, you would never expect how respectful he is of everyone's dietary preferences. If your a vegetarian, or even a vegan, Alastor won't blow you off. He will make something for everyone that still works for you, or just make you something special. He sees it less as you having a dietary restriction and more as a challenge of his skills.

Anyways, thanks to Alastor, mornings at the hotel are always extremely nice. Everyone comes down to eat together, hang out, and just be. Its a tranquil time and atmosphere that he has taken great care to cultivate. Sets him up perfectly mentally for his afternoon radio shows.

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Vox ₊˚ ‿︵୨୧

Vox always wakes up with a big sigh. He is very much that type of person whose first thought when waking up is, 'goddamn it, I woke up'. Hates leaving the bed but knows he has to.

At least Vox stops having those thoughts when you become apart of his life.

If your still in the bed when he wakes up, Vox is immediately comforted by your weight on his chest. He cant help but smile as his arms tighten around you. One of Vox's hands starts absentmindedly carding through your hair as he goes over everything he has to do that day in his head.

If your not in the bed when Vox wakes up, it completely fucks with his mind. His sleeping body does not register you moving or getting up at all. So from Vox's perspective, you were in his arms one second then... not. Vox will wake up to you not there and be super confused. He will legit start looking for you like a puppy.

Depending on your relationship status with him, Vox might even just assume that he dreamt/hallucinated the whole encounter with you. Only realizing that it actually happened upon outside evidence.

Operating on the assumption that you two are a thing; Vox now tries to keep his mornings flexible because of you. They used to be very regimented. Vox would wake up, get dressed, grab a coffee, then be right out the door to head to work. But now that your here, the mornings are much more relaxed.

When you first move in, Vox's first order of business is to hire a personal chef. Don't get me wrong, Vox loves it when you cook for him. The guy absolutely melts when you do. But the reality is he loves it a little... too much. Which often results in no breakfast actually being had because Vox ends up dragging you back to the bedroom. Of course, that's if he doesn't end up fucking you right on the counter or kitchen table.

Look. Seeing you by the stove in an apron just does something to him, alright?

If you ever even asked Vox if he knew how to cook, the guy would probably bluescreen. The only thing he knows how to ""cook"" is 'takeout'. (image included) If he tried to boil an egg, he would burn the water.

So yeah. Vox takes initiative to get you two a chef. He doesn't want you to have to cook for him anyway; he wants it to be an act of love rather then an obligation. If you push Vox and say you want to cook for him, he will making heart eyes and be ready to marry you on the spot.

Seriously. Make him cute, homemade lunches for work. Vox will brag about them to everyone. Put adorable love notes in there and everything. The guy will be on his knees.

Regardless of who actually made the breakfast, Vox always has it with you. He may be a busy man, but he makes sure this is a time you get him exclusively. Vox lets you know of his schedule for the day (assuming Valentino doesnt set it on fire ofc) and when he plans on being home.

When Vox leaves for work he actually has a genuine smile on his face. Don't get me wrong, he still hates it and cant wait to get back home to you. But Vox doesn't feel that same crushing dread that he did before.

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It used to be so hard to get up for him. It wasn't uncommon for Lucifer to just wallow in bed for an entire day. But now that your here, everything has changed. Lucifer actually has a reason to get up in the mornings again. He used to just go back to sleep and pretend the world doesn't exist.

He is a morningbird by nature, so he often wakes up before you. However, Lucifer hates leaving your arms and the cozy bed. So one of two things happens depending on how he is feeling.

If Lucifer is feeling good, or just particularly lovey that morning; he will pull you extra close to him and start kissing all over you. You'll wake up to the wonderful feeling of fleeting kisses and his smile on your skin. No better way to start the day.

As soon as he notices your awake, Lucifer moves to place quick, chaste kisses all over your face. All while asking, "How are you feeling, Ducky?", "Did you sleep okay?", "Have any fun dreams?".

Lucifer looks at you with the most adoring look in his eyes, desperate to snuggle and feel your skin on his. He wants to listen to you talk about anything and everything.

After awhile of cuddling and pillow talk, you have to be the one to convince Lucifer to get up. He will playfully whine and try to keep you in the bed, but he won't keep it up for long. Lucifer also cant wait to make you a wonderful breakfast and talk more while he cooks too~

Lucifer is a chatterbox when he wants to be. Especially with someone he loves. He basically wants to imbibe your entire being; that includes getting to know every random thought you have and every dark corner of your mind.

But if Lucifer feels the weight of depression weighing him down that morning, he simply snuggles deeper into you when he wakes. His grip on you tightens, and he pulls the sheets tighter around you two. Like he is building a cocoon or trying to shield you both from the outside.

Sometimes you can tell as soon as he wakes up that he is in a bad state. Instead of kisses, you are woken up by the trembling of his small form. Shaking with unshed tears and fresh pain from old wounds.

Lucifer clings to you desperately; the grip of his claws threatening to break your skin. You have to physically force him away from you just so you can look him in the eyes. Even then, Lucifer whimpers and tries to hug you tighter in protest.

He will begin to plead with you. Saying things like "Don't leave me" or "Please stay". You kiss him gently and bring him into your chest as he finally begins to sob. You two stay there for a long time. Lucifer is extra clingy that day. Attached to you at the hip and always holding your hand in his. His heart rate picks up and he starts to get frantic if your fingers slip out of his.

Mornings with Lucifer are overall just very slow. Meandering. Lucifer's safe place has become the bed since the heights of his depression, so he is reluctant to leave it. Some dark part of him feels that the longer he can keep you in bed, the longer he wont have to say an inevitable 'goodbye'.

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My Masterlist for my Other Work: >>HERE<<

First part to this post, Sleeping Habits is: >>HERE<<

AO3 Archive Link: >>HERE<<

Its a super silly idea, but I love >>THIS POST<< by @/antiheroalastor where you find out Alastor has a extensive skincare routine.

Cute imagine by @/voxisdaddy where Vox has to cuddle you to fall asleep can be found >>HERE<<

Then something more spicy, >>HERE<< are some ADORABLE Lucifer aftercare headcanons by @/redr0sewrites. Rose writes the rambling, dorky, disaster Lucifer that I have envisioned in my head PERFECTLY.

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cynthiav06 · 9 months ago

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Question. do you think Percy should have stayed Single? Or ended up with somebody other than Annabeth? I Really think he should have stayed Single. Because I personally don't Like Percabeth, I don't Ship Percabeth and I don't Like Annabeth at all because of the way the Shippers act, or The way the characters themselves in Canon Act, like how Percy just does whatever Annabeth says, or how Percy is scared of Annabeth, Or how fans make it seem like Percy would become an Emo Edge Lord if something happened to Annabeth, Or How much she Belittles and Degrades him (I hate the nickname Seaweed brain), Especially since she acts like Percy cant do anything without her That moment when She and Reyna were talking about how ("Percy Couldn't find his way out of a Paper Bag without you")Made me SO mad it made me Dislike Annabeth even more and Dislike the Percabeth Ship as a Whole, I even hated when she Pretty much Restricted percy of using his powers You Know? "The sea doesn't like to be Restrained" well here it is.. being restrained...Exactly what it hates, and I hate how the Fandom makes Percabeth a Godly Ship saying they are the "It Couple" which they aren't and how They treat anyone who doesn't like Percabeth or Ships Percy with someone else other then Annabeth, but the one thing I HATE the most is how they make EVERYTHING percy Does Romantic for Annabeth like she's the only person who matters to him (Percy Only Remembering Annabeth (a Girl he's Known for only a couple years) Instead of The woman Who RAISED him by a goddess who isn't even the goddess of Love Made me SO MAD and Even when Annabeth made Percy remember when he was in the River Styx when it should have been his Mom made me mad) which is why I mostly believe that Percy Should have just stayed Single (I'm all for an Aromantic Percy) or At least Give him a Love interest who he can be Comfortable around and doesn't have to Constantly walk on Eggshells around her (I wished he Dated Rachel) or Hell Even make him Gay i've saw characters who have Better chemistry with Percy then Annabeth IMO but this all just my opinion.

You honestly don't know how long I could rant on this exact subject.

It's partly Annabeth's fault, and it's partly Rick's fault.

Anyone and everyone who has read the Pjo and HoO series should have noticed how illogical Percy's personality change was.

Percy Jackson, the hero of Olympus and the strongest demigod to ever live, sassy as can be, laid back but scary beyond measure if you cross him and an absolute menace to his enemies and loyal to death.

That's who he is, and Rick remembered that initially, and even till Son of Neptune then he just forgot how Percy someone he himself wrote to be this way is.

It's like Percy has no identity of his own, and he is only significant if he is with Annabeth. Like hello, he's the main character people, is the Fandom seriously going to degrade the main character, especially when the said mc is Percy Jackson???

Percy, despite his own issues, is and will always be foremost in helping people. He would be the first person to help keep the seven together. He would be the first to try and make a bond. He wouldn't have some stupid and illogical and totally ooc beef with Jason. Instead, he would help Jason be more sure of himself to stand up to Jupiter and for himself.

He would help Leo personally to bring back Calypso and they would both shit talk Olympians and how fickle their oaths are.

He would literally do anything to save Nico. Like hello, are you telling me that the boy who at 14 took it upon himself to bear the Great Prophecy, which he thought who end up killing him just to save Nico from that fate????? He would go absolutely madly feral to save Nico from the Giants.

If Piper and Reyna had their screws all properly fit they would see that Annabeth and literally everyone else would be all left to die if it wasn't for Percy. Percy gets himself out of everything by his own efforts and his own strategies. (Annabeth's rarely work). It's time the Fandom acknowledges that the best strategist in the verse is Percy, no questions asked and finally give him due credit for all HIS efforts.

Percy would never ever leave Sally unless it was for a quest, especially not when she was pregnant and absolutely not to go to college, something he hates especially when it concerns New Rome.

Here's a thing about Percabeth shippers they care about Annabeth's plans and her dreams, not Percy's. It is literally so out of character for Percy to want to live in New Rome a place that invests in a child army, a place that despises his father and wouldn't even build him a decent temple, a place so extremely cut off from the sea.

If Percy wanted to live in peace and grow old, he would do it in a place of his choosing close to his mother, Paul and Estelle, and close to the sea. But here's the thing about Percy.

I don't think people get this, but Percy can't just up and leave, nor would he want to. His damned fatal flaw is LOYALTY. He would never ever leave demigods or anyone helpless by leaving Camp Half Blood. Sure he would take less quests on but he would ALWAYS stick around and Rick did him so dirty by making all his thoughts revolve around Annabeth and insinuating he would let others suffer just fine to be with Annabeth.

Percy gave up immortality because he took Sally's teaching to heart as she did so too when she denied Poseidon's offer. He did it for himself for demigods it didn't have shit to do with Annabeth, but of course, he would look at her because she represents his life as a demigod.

Rick making Percy see Annabeth near the Styx and making him remember Annabeth instead of Sally is just him bullshitting. We all know Percy is a mama's boy, and he would do right by Sally always, so him giving a girl who he has known for barely long enough has no basis to it.

And Percabeth stans literally can't take a mention of a single alternate Percy pairing that alone is the biggest red flag. Because they know their ship is toxic and that Annabeth is the root of it.

For the PEOPLE IN THE BACK aka toxic stans:

Annabeth's fatal flaw is HUBRIS, and she is by nature controlling and condescending, and her character had the chance to GROW and CHANGE, and it would have been the most epic character growth sequel but she did not and she is CONTROLLING, DISMISSIVE , DEMEANING.

The newest Read Riordan entry literally has Annabeth saying that she needs to catch up to Percy cause he scores a better grade than her in school (even there Percy is smarter folks there you have it) and she literally says if she doesn't catch up Percy might start calling her SEAWEED BRAIN. So it is a demeaning nickname she gives Percy and continues calling him that even after knowing how Gabe similarly verbally abused Percy.

This is the fandom's IT couple? Wow. Percy literally is going against his own nature of being free and unrestrained like the sea because of Annabeth's controlling nature.

The worst of her behavior is when she blames Percy for his disappearance when she dismissed him when he was talking about his trauma induced by Gabe, her beyond toxic treatment of Rachel, especially when she unreasonably asked Percy to supress the use of the very power that got them out alive (she is scared naturally but she cannot force her own fear on Percy when he did nothing wrong).

So yeah, Percy Jackson with anyone but Annabeth. I am all for aromantic Percy, but personally, I find Perachel to be more appealing.

Trust me, I could rant about this for hours, especially how Rick butchered Percy's personality and made it full of Annabeth, especially how he threw Percy's insecurities and trauma and PTSD out of the gutter post tartarus.

#pjo headcanons #smart percy jackson #percy jackson is a strategic genius and i won't stop talkinb about it till everyone gets that #percabeth is not it #perachel is the best percy ship hands down #percy and annabeth #anti annabeth chase #percy jackson supremacy #anti percabeth #sally and percy #jason and percy #leo and percy #Percy and Nico #son of neptune #heroes of olympus #percy jackson and the olympians

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virginiaisforvampires · 11 months ago

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You seem to know these books in and out so at the risk of sounding like a troll, I wanted to ask looking for a genuine answer what specifically makes you think that Loustat is end game? When I read the books, it ended on a dance between Louis and Lestat from what I can remember and I do recall they said they loved each other during that dance, but I don't recall them agreeing to be companions again or anything in the last book. I interpreted it as not so much an "endgame" but more open-ended. I think a post I read either here or on another blog also implied they were monogamous during the PL series, I genuinely don't remember that. Wasn't Lestat still taken with David and trying to find Louis a "friend" at court? Maybe it wasn't David but wasn't there someone else Lestat was in love with during the court besides Louis that he turned? I might be remembering wrong...

Anon, monogamy is not a thing and will never be a thing with these relationships. Their love transcends human notions or restrictions. What makes Loustat endgame is not a frilly little human promise to be monogamous. No, what makes them endgame is the fact they are it for each other and when I say that, I mean in the sense that they would not survive each other. Their love is fatal. Monogamy has zero to do with any of that.

For one, their relationship was not left open-ended. Their endgame was set up in Prince Lestat and fully established in Prince Lestat And The Realms Of Atlantis when Louis finally made peace with himself and accepted Lestat’s invitation to be his consort. The definition of a consort is the spouse or companion of a ruling monarch. Loustat is shown to be a family unit with the addition of Viktor and Rose. It is their second chance at parenthood, coming full-circle after the tragedy with Claudia in which no one else shared that specific grief and guilt but them.

David fades to the background once Louis is at the Court. He is still around, acting as Lestat’s friend and brother and also Louis’ friend and brother. But no, I would not categorize Lestat as “still taken” with him. That relationship became strained, to put it simply, after the events of Merrick. It was vaguely hinted as to why by Lestat in Prince Lestat and if you know what happens to Louis in Merrick while under David’s care, you know what is happening there between the lines.

Trying to find Louis a friend? That would be Mitka aka Dmitri Fontayne. Mitka sent a letter from New Orleans in which he appeals to Lestat for help in ridding the territory of a group of rogue vampires. Those same vampires had also broken into Rue Royale and destroyed one of Louis’ paintings. Lestat, furious when anyone hurts Louis and wishing to help Mitka, takes off for New Orleans to destroy the rogues and meet up with him. When Lestat meets Mitka, he immediately clocks that he’s interested in the same books and authors as Louis and has the same intellectual thoughts as Louis, and Lestat says he wanted to tell him a great deal about Louis and knew Louis would love him. It was not a matter of Lestat “trying to find Louis a friend.” It was a matter of Lestat loving Louis enough to know his interests and likes/dislikes and knowing Louis would get along with him. It goes back to the fact Lestat always felt he was intellectually inferior to Louis. Lestat, who was kept illiterate by his family on purpose until vampirism granted him the ability to read and write, tells of a small moment in Blood Communion in which he lets it be known that Louis reads to him. Do you see the significance of that? In the past, Louis used books, like Gabrielle, to shut Lestat out. Now, Louis engages with Lestat about literature and actually shares his passions with Lestat. He reads to him. You see, that’s the sign of a truly bonded, heathy relationship. There is no jealousy, no competition, no threat to their love or what they mean to each other simply because they have friends.

You mentioned someone else Lestat was “in love with”? That would be his architect, Alain, and yes. Lestat turns him. However, that is not meant to replace Louis nor does it have any bearing on the fact Louis is still Lestat’s consort. Louis is still the one sharing blood with Lestat. Louis is still the one sleeping in their chambers with Lestat. Louis is still the one who knows what Lestat can’t confide to anyone else. Louis is the one whom Lestat says he is closer to than any other visible being in existence. Louis is the one Rhoshamandes abducts, because he wants Lestat to feel the same pain he felt when his beloved Benedict was allowed to end himself before the Court. He sends Lestat a box of ashes containing Louis’ emerald ring, and Lestat emotionally shuts down completely at that point. He literally says it’s as if he no longer has a heart once Louis is gone. He pitifully asks Gregory “Why didn’t he take me?” He would lay down his life if it meant protecting Louis.

That is why they are endgame, Anon. It has nothing to do with being monogamous or cheating or jealousy or any of that crap. It is because Louis is Lestat’s heart. Louis is Lestat’s home. They are finally at peace with themselves, fully sharing their lives (and blood) together in a reunion Lestat calls “enduring.” As both Sam and Jacob have reiterated, they are endgame. They are married by the end as blood spouses, eternal companions joined by a cord who always come home to each other. It’s not something we just “think.” It is literally what’s written in the books. They are feverishly and maniacally in love with each other and simply cannot exist without each other. Louis is Lestat’s person, and Anne was very clear about that.

If you are interested in more, allow me to link you my Loustat masterlist:

Loustat’s Transcendent Love

Louis Is Lestat’s Consort

Lestat Seeking Out Louis

Loustat’s Marriage

Loustat’s Implied Marriage & The Emerald Ring

Loustat Is Endgame

Loustat Is Not Toxic

Louis’ Love For Lestat

Loustat’s Journey To Acceptance

It Was Always Louis

Loustat: One Depends Upon The Other

Loustat Fights For Each Other

Prince Lestat Era Loustat

Louis Is Lestat’s Religion

Louis Is Lestat’s Home

Lestat’s Reaction When Louis Is Taken In Blood Communion

Lestat’s Reaction Upon Finding Louis In Blood Communion

Lestat’s Jealousy

Lestat’s Amazement

Lestat’s Strained Relationship With David

Why David Disappears In Prince Lestat Era

Lestat’s Reaction To Louis’ Suicide Attempt

Loustat’s Separation After Merrick

Lestat’s Love For Others

Loustat’s Family Unit

Blood Communion Dance Foreshadowed In 1x07

ETA:

Lestat’s Soulmate

Louis Wanted Lestat To Be His God

Lestat Feels He Failed In Protecting Louis

Louis Does Love Lestat

Why Lestat Loves Louis

“They’re each other’s endgame, aren’t they? In the books, they always come home to each other, and it’s kind of telling that that seems to be sort of, like, the end of a lot of the novels is Louis and Lestat being petty and in love, you know?”

— Jacob Anderson

#lestat de lioncourt #louis de pointe du lac #loustat #louis x lestat #lestat x louis #interview with the vampire #iwtv #interview with the vampire amc #iwtv amc #amc interview with the vampire #amc iwtv #iwtv 2022 #vampire chronicles #the vampire chronicles

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suki-daydreams · 1 year ago

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You're Glowing

IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED S2 THE HIDDEN INVENTORY ARC OF JUJUTSU KAISEN LEAVE RIGHT NOW !!

summary : a year after the failed mission with involving riko amanai, yu haibara died on a mission, and geto left gojo to pursue his dream of killing all non sorcerers. you along with gojo, nanami, utahime, and shoko try your best to cope with everything that's going on. gojo wants comfort, but he also wants to be alone. so, he should go be lonely with you.

tw : mentions of geto losing weight, mentions of the world 'kill', a gun is used in this

info : past arc gojo x reader, reader is a sorcerer, angst, comfort, fluff, gojo satoru x reader, teen gojo x reader, lonely gojo, reader ily, reader same age as gojo, soft gojo, cuddling, reader is also best friends with gojo, suguru, and shoko. reader is an ex assassin. angst to fluff

this is not a geto x reader! or gojo x reader x geto they are best friends - this is only a gojo x reader thank u <3

suki's notes : inspired by the song This Side of Paradise by Coyote Theory (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ ... i've been writing SO MUCH baker reader x gojo. needed to twist it up

this is really fucking loooong because of the buildup my bad y'all

enjoy ~

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You are the only person Gojo would allow himself to become vulnerable with.

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Nanami passed out exhausted on a hospital bed. Overwhelmed Shoko sitting on a chair. Utahime resting her head on a desk. Yaga rummaging through papers to file. And Gojo... is no where to be seen.

You are a 3rd year.

You had been trained to be an assassin since you were 6. Your whole life you had been killing people for those who are too weak or too much of a coward to do it, and you'd get paid A LOT.

But, you became a jujutsu sorcerer because you didn't want to be a murderer anymore. So, you started fresh as a first year at jujutsu high when you turned 15 to come to clean living and so you could protect non sorcerers. Hoping it would be enough for all the lives you've took.

You had thought, oh I got trained at a young age. I'm probably more experienced, I got this. Your first year went great, you made friends and many memories. Everything was going great! Until your second year and third year came around.

You were quick on your feet and silent too. There are very few people who are faster than you. You had heard of Toji, known as the sorcerer killer and many other names, he was one of the best assassins. And, he was one of the rare people who could sneak past you.

When Riko got assassinated, you were there with Geto.

Gojo told you to leave with Amanai immediately while he handled Toji. You trusted Satoru, but he was sleep deprived, exhausted from keeping his technique on for days and nights.

"He has a heavenly restriction!" You yelled to Satoru before leaving with Geto and Amanai. You escorted her until you and Geto were forbidden to walk any further. When she finally realized she wanted to live for herself. She was shot in the head. You registered what happened in less than a second.

You turned around to take action and leaped towards Toji, but he was fast. Too fast. The assassin had already come up behind you and hit you straight in the nape. Knocking you unconscious.

And when you woke up, everything was already over. You weren't quick enough. If you didn't let your guard down. Amanai would still be alive.

When Yu died, you were one of the firsts to find out- besides Shoko of course.

But, when Geto massacred the village, you were the first to find out.

It crushed you.

Because you were the first and only person Geto talked to about his change in morals.

"Y/n.." his voice was soft. You and him were grabbing a snack in the cafeteria after somehow managing to run into each other at the dorms past midnight.

"Yea?" You replied, grabbing a bag of chips.

"What do you think about.. non sorcerers?" He asked, you hummed.

"Well.." you said, "I don't know.. it's complicated."

"How so?"

"First of all, I don't blame them for not having cursed energy, that's just simply how you're born. It's genetics, passed down from generations. It's out of their control. But, when I was an assassin I just saw them as weak, they paid me to do the things they can't or because they're too much of a coward to do it, sounds pretty worthless- know what I mean?" you said, "but, sometimes as a sorcerer, I feel under appreciated? I don't know how to say it.."

You looked at him, "we save the world, we save non sorcerers, and they don't even know. They live everyday like usual while we place our lives on the line to defeat a curse.. to make sure a curse doesn't kill another innocent person. At least when I was an assassin, I was paid as a reward, but non sorcerers-"

"Curses comes from them." He said, you tilted your head.

"What?"

"Curses come from negative emotions, emotions from non sorcerers-"

"I would say they come from all humans, including sorcerers, not just non sorcerers, Suguru," you replied, he looked away mumbling a quiet 'whatever'. You reached up and put a hand on his shoulder making him flinch at your touch.

"Suguru, why are you asking me this?" You asked, he sighed and crouched down making you step back from his sudden change in position.

"I think.. I'm starting to hate them.. y/n," he whispered.

"What?"

"I said I think-"

"I heard you!!" You whispered yelled, "Suguru, you were the one who said that non sorcerers need protection, and we, the sorcerers, are here to protect them!"

"I know, I know..." he said, "but, that's changed."

You crouched down and looked at his features. He lost weight, he hasn't been eating, and hasn't been sleeping either. You were worried, something was bothering him. Something changed him. So, when he said that he hates non sorcerers, you knew that was the thing that was eating him up.

"After Riko's death and now Yu's... seeing how they died for non sorcerers because they're weak and can't do anything for themselves-"

"Suguru, they can't see curses, they don't have cursed energy, they can't do anything-"

"Listen to me y/n," he said putting a hand on your shoulder, "if non sorcerers didn't exist. There would be less curses."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm trying to say.." then he stopped. What he wanted to say was, "I'm trying to say that I want to kill all non sorcerers."

But he couldn't bring himself to say it, not with you.

He cleared his throat, "I'm trying to say that, I still haven't recovered from their deaths. Riko and Yu dying for non sorcerers- and they don't even know. This enrages me. They don't know the sacrifices we make just to make sure they live another day."

"Oh, Suguru.." you said and hugged him making his eye's widened at your sudden action, "I'm sorry. Losing people is hard, but it makes you stronger, it makes you more of a fighter!" You said, pulling away with a big grin.

"You never let me finish my answer, so I'll just say it right now," you said, he nodded, "though, I do feel underappreciated.. at times... What keeps me going is seeing kids smile while playing with their friends at a playground. Families gathering around dinner tables to be together. Friends laughing with each other at the mall!" You said, then your eyes softened at him.

"Seeing them happy, seeing them smile is the reward, knowing that they live another day because I have strong friends who protect them, I am there to protect them as well. And in return, I get to live to see another day with my friends. The people I cherish the most," you said.

He stayed silent, his eye's stared into yours, you saw nothing. No change in expression, no change in his eyes, no change... in his heart..

"You know, I was planning on quitting this year," you said.

"Really?" He asked, you nodded.

"I was planning on quitting being a jujutsu sorcerer. I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to go to a normal school, get a normal job, live a normal life, but Satoru killing all the curses by himself? I couldn't bring myself to leave," you said, "he would be more busy and overwhelmed."

"That's why?"

"Yes! But, I also look forward to seeing everyone again after a mission. You and Gojo, keep me going, even when you guys aren't with me... know what I mean?" You asked, he nodded. "Plus, I swore to become a sorcerer because I've taken so many lives, and I feel like protecting innocent is the only way I can make up for it. Y'know?" You asked.

"You must really like Gojo if you stayed to be a sorcerer so he didn't bear the burden by himself."

You blushed, "... not just Gojo.. You, and Nanami, and Utahime."

He chuckled, "yeah, sure." He smiled but you didn't miss how it dropped quickly.

"Are you.. okay?" You asked, he cleared his throat then stood up making you follow his movements.

"Yes, thank you.. Y/n. For keeping me company," he said, "you promise not to tell anyone what I told you?" You smiled.

"I promise! If you need to talk to anyone, I'm always here for you. I always will be," you said cheerfully. He gave you a small smile before waving goodbye. You both parted in the opposite directions to return to your room.

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A couple days later, while you were just about to enter the gates of jujutsu high after returning from a mission, Yaga called you in an immediate hurry.

"Hello?-"

"Y/n- you need to see me as quick as possible... it's.... it's about Suguru," he said, you ran. You ran past the gates, past the forest, the hallways, to get to Yaga's office. You were scared.. did Suguru.. die? What happened? What did he do? Where is he?

You burst into his office to see Yaga pinching the bridge of his nose. He said nothing, but dropped down a file on his desk. You walked over and picked it up.

Your jaw dropped, your heart sank as tears brimmed your eyes.

"S-...Suguru.. did... this?"

"Yes."

Geto Suguru's residuals were traced all over a massacred village of 112 people. 112 people, including his parents. From this, we can conclude that Geto Suguru is the one that annihilated the village. Geto Suguru is expelled from Jujutsu High. He is to be killed on site or captured and executed at Jujutsu High.

"No, no, no, no, no," you said, your hands trembled and you dropped the file. Your hands immediately went to your hair and you yanked on the strands, "this isn't real. This.. isn't Suguru-"

"I'm afraid it is," Yaga said then sighed, "I don't know why he did this either."

Then it all hit you.

You knew.

You knew, but you were too dumb to see.

He told you.

You didn't see.

You didn't know.. at least.. then you didn't know.

"It's all my fault," you whispered. Yaga placed a hand on your shoulder.

"You-"

"Did you tell.. Satoru?" You asked cutting him off. He sighed and looked away. "Did you tell, Satoru?" You repeated firmly.

"No. Not yet. You're the first one who knows about this."

"Suguru.. why? Why?" You repeated and crouched down. The lump in your throat burned as you tried to blink your tears away.

No no no no no no no. This isn't happening. This isn't real. Wake up.

"I will tell him when he returns from his mission," Yaga said, "go get cleaned up. Go rest. Again, you're the first person I've told about this."

You didn't say anything. You just walked out.

This... is all my fault.

___

And, that's how you got here. Nanami passed out on a hospital bed in the corner of the room with a hot rag on his forehead. Shoko dozing off on a chair. Utahime sleeping at a desk. Yaga sitting at a table with stacks of papers while typing away on his laptop. You were on a sofa, staring at the ground.

Yaga informed you that he told Satoru about what Geto did. He also told you that Shoko had run into Geto in the city and she called Gojo. Gojo rushed to the city as quickly as possible to confront Geto. With that Geto bid goodbye. Gojo was supposed to kill Geto. But he couldn't.

He summoned all of you to the room you're in right now, you were just waiting for Gojo.

You couldn't bare to see Satoru. After all, you could've saved Suguru. You could've saved Satoru's best friend. You could've avoided all of this, if you never left Geto's side, to make sure he didn't feel alone, to make sure his ideals stayed the same.

You tried thinking of something else, so that your tears would just go away, but they wouldn't.

You killed the best friend of the man you loved.

The door slid opened and you stared at your feet. It was Satoru. You felt his gaze on you, but you didn't bother to look at him. You couldn't.

Yaga cleared his throat and stood up, waking Nanami, Utahime, and Shoko up from their slumber, "you all.. are aware what happened to Suguru and what he has done."

Everyone nodded.

"What do you guys think of this?" Yaga asked.

"Well, I think it was dumb how he wanted to become a cursed user," Shoko spoke up, you applauded her in your mind for being the first to talk.

"I don't know.. how I feel about this," Utahime said.

"If anyone has something bothering them talk to each other," Yaga said, your heart sank. "You only have each other, that's all you really need," he said, you tried to swallow the lump in your throat.

You hated crying in front of people. You hated being vulnerable. You were trained to bury it deep down or hide it from others.

"I don't know why Geto did this.. I don't know why he changed. But, if anyone of you have something that's bothering you, speak up right now."

"Why are you asking us this?" Nanami asked.

Yaga clenched his fist, "I don't want to lose anymore students. I don't want any of you to turn out like Suguru." He said, "so, if there's anything, tell me, or tell someone else, I don't care. Just don't.."

He sighed, slumping back in his chair.

Everyone's souls were crushed.

"I'll let you know when we have classes. Dismissed," Yaga said, everyone got up.

You pushed yourself off the couch, but your knees felt weak.

This is all my fault..

Then suddenly, all the tears you had been holding back... all the frustration you hid...

..had poured out.

You immediately fell to your knees. Everyone gasped as you collapsed. You were quick enough to catch yourself by planting your hands onto the floor.

Gojo's eyes widened.

"Y/n!!" Utahime yelled rushing over to you. You cried and wailed while clenching your fist.

"It's my fault!" You yelled.

Everyone stopped, then you sat up with tears running down your cheeks- eyes glued to the ground.

"Suguru... talked to me.. about hating non sorcerers," you whispered, as they stayed silent, "he asked me what I think of non sorcerers, I told him that sometimes I feel underappreciated, but seeing them smile with their loved one's is what keeps me going."

Utahime came to your side with a hand on your back, Shoko knelt down and pressed a hand to your forehead.

"You're burning up-"

"He then told me that... if there wasn't any non sorcerers.. there would be less curses. He told me that Riko's and Yu's death changed him," you spoke, "he said that, they died protecting the weak and it enraged him because non sorcerers don't know the sacrifices us sorcerers have to make."

"I... knew," you whispered, "he covered it up by saying that he just hasn't recovered from Amanai's and Yu's death and that's why his view on non sorcerers changed. But, I was too dumb to see that, I was so dumb and believed the lie... when he revealed his true self to me," you said, then looked up at Gojo.

"'Toru... I'm so sorry.. I could've saved your best friend, but I'm so stupid. I-" you covered your face in your hands and cried. Gojo kneeled down and pulled you into his chest.

"You are not responsible for his actions, Y/n," he whispered you sniffled into his chest.

"I could've done something. I could've changed his mind. I could've saved him, 'Toru-"

"Look at me," he said pulling away from you. He wiped your tears as you sniffled. "You couldn't have changed him, you couldn't have done anything, he chose how to live his life- people like that, you cannot change." He said then leaned forward.

"Why.. didn't you tell me?" He asked.

You wiped your nose, "he promised me not to tell anyone.."

Gojo smiled, it was a sad smile, but he tried to make it look as happy as possible, "you always keep your promises, come here," he said then embraced you once again.

Your phone began to vibrate making you pull away, you slipped it out of your pocket and your eye's widened, "it's... Geto.."

Everyone gasped and you answered it, "Suguru?"

"Hey Y/n," he said in a cheery voice, "I wanted to say goodbye to you before leaving, wanna meet up?"

You looked over at Yaga and he nodded, "uh- sure.."

"Great! I'll text you the details," he said, then he hung up. Your phone chimed with a message from Geto, he had sent you the location and time.

"What does it say?" Utahime said

"It's a park," you said, the held your phone up for everyone to see.

Bestie Suguru Blue Rose Park. At the bench by the lake at 4 pm. Don't be late

Yaga summoned you after you had gotten ready. You decided not to wear your jujutsu uniform but some oversized sweatpants and one of Satoru's hoodies with sneakers.

"Y/n, we are going with you," he said, you blinked at Gojo standing behind him.

"Uh-"

"We won't intervene, I'm just going to record your conversation. This machine only works within a certain radius. I'll just put a mic on you, it's strong enough to pick up Geto's voice, try not to talk too loud," he said, you relaxed.

"Stay hidden then," you said, he nodded.

"And... Y/n.." he said, you tilted your head, "you... are going to have to kill him," he said.

Your eyes widened as you stepped back.

Gojo jumped, "whoa, whoa, whoa," Gojo said standing in front of you, shielding you from Yaga's view. Yaga pinched the bridge of his nose again.

"Unfortunately, I have to report everything involving Geto to the higher ups, they demanded that Y/n kills him." Yaga said then sighed and held out a gun. You stared at it. "Y/n is the most capable of killing him."

"I..."

"Just take it, for protection.."

"You think he's gonna hurt me?" You asked, Yaga sighed.

"You never know."

You took it from his grasp and tucked it into your waistband making Gojo look at you.

When you were an assassin- you were one of the best at handling a gun. You had shot many people. In their heads, their hands, arms, legs, shoulder, torso, you name it. But shooting your best friend? Are you capable of doing that?

You tucked the mini microphone on your shirt underneath your Gojo's hoodie. Both you and Gojo sat in the backseat of Yaga's car as he drove you to a building by the park.

"Gojo and I are going to be in this building on the 4th floor near the window, but you won't be able to see us. If anything happens, we will run out," Yaga said, you nodded.

Yaga gave you a gun, Yaga came with you by the higher ups command. But, also because he didn't want to lose another student as he said. He hid his feelings in his actions.

You fiddled with you fingers and Gojo rested a hand on your head, "you sure you're going to be okay?" He asked, you nodded. And, he pulled you into his chest once more before letting you go.

You gazed around the park and finally saw Suguru sitting on a bench. He didn't bother to turn around and greet you, you joined his side and sighed.

"So.. cursed user now?"

"Yep... I found how I wanted to live my life, that's all," he said.

"You killed... a lot of people.. Suguru."

"They were holding these two little girls captive. I had to do something, Y/n," he said, "wouldn't you have done the same thing?"

"I would've freed the two little girls without killing the whole village," you simply stated. He laughed.

"You wouldn't kill the whole village? I find it hard to believe that."

"How so?" You asked.

You knew why. Assassins don't wait, they take. Even if it means killing people who you weren't even assigned to kill. You had become a sorcerer but you haven't abandoned some of your assassin ways. You choose to act first with violence because that's simply how you were trained.

Shoot first, ask questions later. But, some people won't be able to answer because they'd be dead.

Geto did nothing but smile.

"I take it you brought guests with you?"

You gave him a small smile, "yes, but they won't intervene unless you try to hurt me or something."

"I would never."

"You also never said I couldn't bring anyone, so that's your fault," you said sticking out your tongue, you found it strange how you were able to joke with a murderer who was once your best friend right now.

He laughed, then you both stared at the lake.

It was glimmering in the suns golden light as kids by the park near you and him laughed while chasing each other around.

"I know you probably think you could've changed me or saved me, Y/n," he said, "but trust me, the Geto you knew died when Riko did."

You looked at him then looked back at the water, "it's weird.."

"What is?"

"I've known you for years, you're my best friend. Your presence feels so familiar to me, yet I feel like I don't know you at all," you said then looked up at him.

"I'm your best friend, huh?" He smiled, "I thought that would've changed already."

"It hasn't."

He sighed, "you know when you told me you were planning on quitting being a jujutsu sorcerer?" Your eye's widened.

oh no.. gojo is listening to this...

You cleared your throat, "yeah.. what about it?" You asked.

"Do you still feel that way?"

You laughed, "no, idiot! Who's going to protect all the non sorcerers when you try to kill them!"

"Well... Satoru.. duh," he said, you smiled.

"No.. I won't leave Satoru," you said then cleared your throat, "I don't want him to bear the burden of being the strongest all by himself," you whispered looking up at Suguru, "I'm not the strongest, but I just don't want Satoru to feel alone.." you said, Geto squinted his eyes at you.

"I mean your technique is pretty powerful and you're trained assassin, so you could come 2nd to him."

"No, then I'd take your spot," you said shoving him lightly, he chuckled.

"I'm not in this anymore, so go ahead," he said, then let out a deep breath, "he- Satoru told me that my dream is impossible. But I told him that- if I was him, my dream would be possible," he said, you stared at him, "if I had his power, my dream of eliminating all non sorcerers would become possible, isn't that right?" He asked

You sighed and leaned your head back, "I guess.."

"What?" He asked gazing at your bothered face.

"I really shouldn't be... saying this. But.. you're strong, Suguru. Your dream is possible with you being you, don't question your strength," you said, his eyes widened. "You and him were supposed to be the strongest... you think he left you behind, don't you?" You asked.

He sighed, "it's not what I think. It's what he did."

"Do you think he wanted to leave you behind?" You said, "he didn't intend to. But, when he was here with us we had so much fun and everything was normal."

"It's not that Y/n. He became the strongest and I grew to have a different ideals from him and decided to take action, that's all," he said, you sighed.

"You love Satoru, don't you?" He asked, you jumped with your eyes wide.

"Uh-"

"You're always covering for him even in our conversation just now. You stayed as a sorcerer so that you could help him, even if you exorcise just one or a few curses- you do it so Satoru doesn't get the mission and become more busy. You blamed yourself for not helping me when you had the chance because if you saved me- Satoru wouldn't have lost his best friend. Is that right?" He said looking you straight in the eye. Your hand twitched.

"Uh-"

"You don't need to admit it. I'm sure you've questioned your feelings for him a couple times- I'm sure you're questioning your feelings for him more right now, but everyone saw it, even Shoko," he said.

"Can we talk about something else?" You mumbled.

He let out a small laugh, "sure, anyways. I've pretty much said everything I wanted to say, is there anything you want to talk about?"

Then it hit you.

I have to kill him...

"Uh.. why did you want me to not tell anyone about the conversation we had that night?" You asked putting your hands in your pocket, you felt the handle of the gun and wrapped your hand around it.

Kill him.

"Because it would worry everyone. And, I knew you would keep the secret," he said. "You're the one I trust most."

Your heart sank.

Shoot him. You've done this so many times.

"It still doesn't make sense why you didn't tell anyone up until now. Why did you only tell me?" You asked.

Kill him, Y/n

He raised a brow, "are you stalling?"

Just kill him, Y/n.

"Damn..." you said leaning your head back, he raised a brow.

It began to rain with sunlight peaking through the clouds. Golden rain. The smell was nostalgic and this scenery is something you'll never forget. With the lake sparkling, rain hitting every surface in view, the golden light shining down on everything.

I can't do it..

"I'm supposed to kill you," you said, "I'm the one who's most capable of doing it." You took the gun out of your waist band and held it in your lap. He stared at the weapon then back at you. "An assassin like me would surely be capable of killing someone with no remorse or feelings."

"Or.. at least they thought I was the most capable..." you mumbled, then looked up at him, "unfortunately.. I can't kill my best friend," tossing the gun into the lake. No one was around anymore, they all left because of the sudden rain.

"I'm sorry, Suguru, I can't help but think that if I talked to you a little more and spent a little more time with you- you wouldn't have turned out like this," you said standing up, he followed your movements.

"I told you Y/n. I started realizing all of this when Riko died, you're a little too late now," he said, you gave him a sad smile.

"I guess we're enemies now."

"I guess so too," he said then held out his hand for you to shake. You smiled and engulfed him into a hug.

"Goodbye, Suguru... thank you for the best 3 years of my youth," you said, he wrapped his arms around you. You stayed like that for a while. Enjoying his presence because this would be the last time you would ever be in his arms again. Then you finally had the courage to let go.

"Thank you for saying goodbye to me and not leaving with nothing said," you giggled and gave him a sad smile.

"See you, Y/n."

"Goodbye, Suguru.."

With that. You both parted ways going in the opposite direction.

___

You walked back to Yaga and Gojo in the rain, but then you saw Shoko and Utahime standing behind them outside the building, they must've joined while you were talking with Suguru.

"Are you.. okay?" Utahime asked, you gave her a small smile while handing Yaga the mic that was once attached to your shirt.

"I don't know.. I want to go home."

The car ride back was silent almost deafening. But, it was a comfortable silence. Everyone was grieving, but you had each other. You hoped Nanami was doing well, he was the only one who wasn't there, yet you didn't have the energy to see him when you arrived at Jujutsu High.

Approaching Gojo on the stairs, you sat next to him and smiled, "how are you doing?" You asked, he shrugged.

"Fine, I guess.."

"You don't have to lie 'Toru," you said brushing his hair back. He looked at you making your heart skip a beat.

"Thank you.. for checking up on me," he said, but then looked back at the ground, "but, I kind of want to be alone right now."

You immediately pulled away from him, ignoring the ache in your heart, "of course, 'Toru," you said standing up.

"If you want to be lonely, you can always come be lonely with me," you said, "just come to my room if you want. You don't need to knock or anything." You said with a smile, he gave you a weak smile back. You turned on your heels and your grin that you had put on for Gojo dropped instantly.

The journey to your room felt like forever. You walked those hallways so many times with your friends, but by yourself- you never realized how long the hallways were. How many turns you had to take to get to the dorms.

Gojo was still sitting at the stairs leading to Jujutsu High, he didn't know long he was sitting there exactly, but it must've been a while. His legs were spread while he rested his cheek in the palm of his hand "how are you holding up?" Yaga asked, he scoffed and kicked a rock.

"Well, I'm here."

Yaga sighed, "do you want to quit being a sorcerer?"

Gojo sat up right, "no, surprisingly. I found how I want to live."

"And, how is that?" Yaga asked.

With a deep breath Gojo sighed, "I want to become a teacher at jujutsu high to make sure the next generation become strong intelligent sorcerers who reset the Jujutsu world. Instead of hiding like the higher ups."

"It's possible," Yaga said, Gojo threw his head back.

"I know it is. How long have I been sitting here?" Satoru asked, the sun had already set and when he sat on the stairs the sun was bright in the sky.

"More than two hours."

They stayed silent for a while until Yaga spoke up.

"... have you.. checked on Y/n?" He asked, Gojo's eyes widened.

And that's how Satoru found himself sprinting through the gates, the hallways of jujutsu high to your room. He totally forgot, he was so overwhelmed with everything else, he forgot about you.

He cursed at himself for pushing you away.

He stopped at his room to change into a fresh pair of pajamas then resumed running back to you. Once he made it in front of your door he let out a deep breath.

"Just come to my room if you want. You don't need to knock or anything."

He placed his hand on the knob and twisted it open. Your room was clean, neatly organized. He remember the time you told him that if your room was messy- you'd go insane. He shut the door quietly behind him.

There was moonlight peeking through your window and rested ontop of your body, bed, and parts of your room.

You were on your bed, curled in the fetal position with your head buried in the pillows. As he made his way over to your figure- he didn't miss how your jujutsu uniform was thrown in the trash. Your skirt sunk deep in the bag with your sweater barely hanging on the rim of the trashcan. You had thrown it away making him nervous.

Were you going to quit being a jujutsu sorcerer for real? He remembered Geto mentioning it in your conversation with him today.

He cleared his throat and diverted his attention back to you, "hey Y/n-"

"Ah!" you said sitting up at his voice. You wiped your tears away and flipped your tear-stained pillow to the dry side, "Toru! Hi! Sorry, I didn't hear you," you smiled, "is there something wrong?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Oh.. what is it?"

He pointed at square at your chest, "you trying to hide the fact that you were crying."

You shrugged, "I mean you scared me."

"So?" He said, then sighed wiping your wet cheeks, "just be yourself."

"I'm just not used to people seeing me cry," you smiled as he took off his sunglasses and placed them on your nightstand.

"You can cry around me, Y/n," he said, staring straight at you with those gorgeous blue irises. "Can I.. be lonely with you?" He asked, you gave him a small smile.

"Of course-"

He tackled you onto the bed, burying his face into your neck.

"Why didn't you give up being a sorcerer and live a normal life?" He asked, you leaned your head back and stared at the ceiling.

"I.. swore to myself that I would become a sorcerer to make up for all the lives I took," you said, "I also didn't want you to become more busy than you are now."

"Thanks for not leaving me," he said, you smiled slightly.

"How are you doing? Do you want to talk about anything?" You asked, he sighed.

"I think if I say anything, I'll just cry."

"Let it all out, 'Toru, it's just me and you anyways. There is no one else."

He looked up at you because of your words. The things he'd do for you. He'd give heaven to you, he'd move mountains for you, he'd do it all. Yet, he couldn't save you from the pain. If he just saved Geto, he could've saved you from the pain you're experiencing now.

He buried his face in your neck.

"I'm sorry, Y/n."

You buried your fingers in his white strands of hair, "for what, Toru?"

"I'm so sorry. I blame myself.. for not being there for Geto, if I didn't go on so many missions maybe he wouldn't have changed, maybe he wouldn't have-"

You didnt expect it.

HE didn't expect it but he choked on his own words and began to sob into your neck. Holding you so tight you could barely breathe.

"I'm so sorry."

You wrapped your arms around him, "Toru.. enough with these 'if I did this', 'if I did that'," you said, kissing his head. "I know it hurts, but you can't save everyone including the people closest to you. You heard what he said, he changed when Amanai died. You and I were both there, we couldn't do anything. So, it's not just your fault, it's mine too. Or maybe, it's none of our faults. Just don't take the blame by yourself, okay?"

You didn't care if you were letting yourself go and showering him with kisses. This is what he needed, this is what you needed. You let him cry into your neck a little more as tears rolled down your cheeks.

"This is out of our control. It was bound to happen. There's nothing we can do."

He pulled away suddenly and turned his face away from you to wipe his tears, you grabbed his wrists to stop his movements, "you can cry around me, Toru," you smiled, mocking him a bit. He laughed as you grinned.

For some reason everything felt alright with him by your side. Your room wasn't so cold anymore, there wasn't silence that slowly killed you, crying seemed better when he was there. You didn't feel so lonely anymore.

"Are you.. going to quit being a sorcerer?" He asked, joining your side in bed. You sighed.

"No.. I don't know yet. Why?"

"I have a dream, that I want you to be apart of," he said, you rolled onto your side and stared into blue eyes.

"I want to become a teacher at jujutsu high," he said.

You blinked, "why?"

"I want to raise the next generations to become strong intelligent sorcerers who fix the Jujutsu world. Instead of hiding like higher-up cowards," he said and looked you straight in the eye, "and I want you to do it with me."

Gojo grabbed your hand and began to intertwine your fingers together.

"You see.. Suguru's 'awakening' really showed me all the flaws in the structure of the jujutsu world as well as the higher ups leaving you to the task of killing Suguru proved my point, they're cowards. I don't want the next sorcerers to become like Suguru or those old geezers," he said then cupped your cheek, "I want the kids to turn out like you."

"I... love you, Y/n.." he said, your eyes widened, "I always have, since our first year."

"You're strong, capable, caring, reliable, sweet, smart, fierce, and selfless," he said then smiled, "kids like that don't sound so bad, huh?"

You couldn't help but bury yourself into his chest and cry a little more, "do you mean that?" You mumbled, he smiled and wrapped his arms around you as you looked up at him.

"I mean every word with my whole being," he said.

"I'll do it, Toru. I'll do it all with you, you're the only dream I seek," you said, then kissed his jaw, "I love you- mph!!"

He slammed his lips into yours and pushed you onto your back, pressing himself more and more into you while his hand cupped your cheek. Gojo pulled away to gasp for air and leaned his forehead against yours, "thank you for not leaving me. Thank you for making sure I don't bear the burden of being the strongest by myself. Thank you for tackling this dream with me," he said, "thank you, y/n. Thank you. There's so much happening right now."

Gojo pulled away to look you in the eye, "when I'm with you. I'm not so lonely anymore." He said, kissing your nose as the moonlight peeking from your window brushed against your facial features.

His stare made you squirm a bit, "stop staring. I probably look disgusting right now." Messy hair, tear stained cheeks, drool around your mouth, swollen puffy eyes.

But, even in your worst time, he always saw the best in you. He paid no attention to your messy hair, tear stained cheeks, drool, and swollen eyes.

He gazed at the moonlight lighting up your skin, your hair, your beautiful eyes, and glossy lips.

You sniffled as he cupped your cheek slowly and pressed a soft kiss to your lips before pulling away.

"Darling, you're glowing."

~ end

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Gege was asked, “since Gojo is aware of his good looks doesn’t he want a lover?” and Gege responded with, “I don’t see gojo being sincere to a particular woman” it was translated as, “I don’t see Gojo settling down with a particular women.” what he actually meant by that is- he doesn’t see Gojo letting himself become vulnerable with a women. but, I also 100% think Gojo would be a whore too yknow so this is all about you- being the only person in the world who Satoru would let himself become vulnerable with.

suki's notes :

I want this to have a part 2 of you and Gojo meeting Megumi and Tsumiki with headcanons of moments you and Gojo had gone through while raising Megumi and starting your journey as a teacher at jujutsu high

Sounds cute, right? (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *ヽ(◕ヮ◕ヽ)

anyways sorry this was long as hell. i hope this did NOT disappoint. I will be sad I worked on this all day T~T

but u CANNOT tell me this last part w/ u and gojo did not represent This Side of Paradise. read the lyrics ;3

hope y'all enjoyed it ! have a great night/day <3

EDIT :

SO MANY PEOPLE LOVED THIS- I THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA FLOP

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT I WORKED RLLY HARD ON THIS

THANK YOU

THERE WILL BE A PART 2 - you and gojo raising and meeting megumi and starting your journey as teachers :3

I DO NOT KNOW WHEN PART 2 IS COMING OUT - WORKING ON IT RN

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beelsari · 2 years ago

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Simeon resisting lust

First I want to say thank you all so much for the love on my other two short fics!! You can find them here it’s very encouraging and I have a lot of ideas in the work!!!

I’m also open to suggestions!!

On to this piece! Simeon is such a sweet pure angel, but you have corrupted his thoughts.

Lmk if you want a part 2 to this!!

TW: Very Suggestive, Borderline Smut

Simeon is one of the most important angels in the celestial realm. Being an angel means remaining innocent, free from impure thoughts and actions, something Simeon has never struggled with, until he met you. At first his simple crush was innocent, as he saw you as the true embodiment of an angel, pure and radiating innocence. He would let his imagination run wild with sweet dates and things you’d say to him that’d make his heart skip a beat. The innocence didnt last long. In class one day, Simeon was talking to Asmo, the farthest person from innocent in devildom. As they were talking before class, you walked in, as beautiful as always with a huge smile when you see both Asmo and Simeon. That smile melts Simeon, he swears there is nothing more perfect than you, from your soft gentle figure to your sweet loving personality, Simeon would do anything for you. As you got closer, Asmo pointed out to simeon how much tighter your shirt is today because mammon shrunk it in the dryer. Simeon immediately went rigid while looking at you. That was the first time he ever looked at you in an impure way, but it certainly was not the last. He stared at your soft chest poking out of your shirt due to its new size. The way your stomach and waist were restricted and imprinted beautifully in the shirt. His gaze moved to your soft lips in a smile just for him. He wondered how beautiful your lips would look in other places…. he shook his head, trying to rid of these dirty thoughts, but he was visibly flushed and could barely look at you. You get closer to him while putting your hand on his head, in an action to check if he’s sick “Simeon, are you feeling well?” You ask with worry. Simeon is so torn, you’re so innocent and wholesome checking up on him but all he can look at is the view down your shirt thats right in front of his eyes. You soft hand on him makes it so hard not to pull your body into his. What is he doing? He’s an angel for gods sake!! He can’t do this to you!! he raises his head and shuts his eyes “i-i’m okay MC, thank you-u!” He stutters out completely flushed. Asmo is smirking behind him, loving turning the great angel Simeon’s thoughts impure. For the rest of class Simeon can’t think about anything else but how soft and supple your thighs look while sitting on your chair. He subconsciously was wishing your skirt was much smaller to see other intimate places of you, but he’d never give in to that as he doesn’t want to ruin your innocence or his own for that matter. As the class is dismissed Simeon runs for the door, he has to get to the bathroom before anyone sees the massive bulge in his pants just from looking at your legs. He gets to the bathroom and locks the door, having to “deal” with himself. “Im so sorry MC I just can’t help it, you’re so irresistible” he moans to himself while pumping his cock in a stall. thank god no one else is in here to see the state he’s in. He finishes fast to an imagination of your face below him and quickly cleans up. For the rest of the day he feels guilty, like a dirty pervert, but also needy, he needs you so bad. He’s completely torn, what should he do??

#obey me #obey me x y/n #obey me! shall we date?#obey me dateables #obey me smut #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me simeon #shall we date simeon #simeon x you #simeon x mc #simeon smut #purgatory hall

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alcazarofthestars · 1 year ago

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Hello can I request yandere platonic fontaine with y/n that is like Kohaku from enstars by personality?

Of course! But I've only started playing enstars a few months ago, so my knowledge of his personality is a bit restricted and I'll be using the wiki... Sorry for being late, my practical exams are around the corner and then my end of semester tests come right after that....

Summary: After growing up as a very sheltered kid in the house of the hearth, you are trying to achieve your dream in Fontaine as a performer. But you have unfortunately managed to gain the interest of many famous figures and obsessive people in Fontaine...

Warning!: Yandere content (Obviously), bullying, ooc, insecurities, fighting, stalking, abuse(?), bad writing, disfiguration?, murder, harassing, taking pictures without consent, physically harming (not to the reader... kinda), manipulation, Fontaine cast girlbossing, gatekeeping, and gaslighting. (If any of those make you uncomfortable please leave.)

{~} So imagine this, you were born in a branch family of a rather noble family from Inazuma. But you were given up to Arlecchino by your parents because the main family isn't really welcoming of an heir of your gender in fear that the branch family will get any power against them. Even though the family was trying to modernize out of such beliefs, the current head of the family still firmly believes in it. So out of concern, your parents hid you for the first five years of your life until they gave you up to the house of the hearth.

{~} There in the orphanage you meet a pair of twins from Fontaine who aspire to be great magician and his assistant, the twins consist of one male and one female who introduced themselves as Lyney and Lynette. They were older than you by a few years and they would also love to put on a show for you! By this point you see them as your older siblings, and they also see you as their adorable younger sibling who has to be protected from the cruel world. But sadly, they go on a lot of missions outside of Snezhnaya... But don't worry, they always think about you during their missions and they bring back souvenirs from their travels!

{~} During your time at the orphanage, you've managed to meet Arlecchino herself. At first she scared you, but you soon warmed up to her! She became your parental figure during your stay at the house of the hearth after an event where she saved when you almost died. But she would never allow you out of the orphanage grounds unlike the other kids at the orphanage. You first thought it was because you were too young, but when you grew up she still didn't allow you to leave whether it's for missions or just walking around. Whenever you asked she would answer by saying, "It's for your safety. The world is a harsh place." or something similar to that...

{~} This made you grow up as a rather sheltered kid compared to most others your age. You learned about the outside world by books, newspapers, and gifts that were brought back by the others in the orphanage. You also have very little knowledge about fashion due to always wearing uniforms provided by the orphanage.

{~} One day, you were introduced to a new addition to the orphanage. He introduced himself as Freminet as he hid behind Arlecchino. She wanted you to welcome him to the orphanage because the two of you are the same age. At first he was rather shy and quiet around others, he still is but now he doesn't run away the moment someone goes near him. You would talk and hang out with him during the first few weeks of his stay, but he would always hide from you...

{~} This one time, you were walking around the orphanage in search of Freminet to play with you as usual. You did manage to find him, but he was surrounded by other kids that were all older than him. From what you heard from afar, they were talking about him. And not the nice type of talking, more like the harassing kind. So as a young kid with a naive mind you went up to the group and confronted them head on.

{~} ... It didn't go well. You ended up fighting with most of the kids while the others ran to find Arlecchino or because they were scared. After Arlecchino came, she sent all the kids (including you) to her office. In the end, after asking the bystanders and witnesses you got off with only a long lecture while most of the other kids got lectured and were given more chores to do. When you left Arlecchino's office, Freminet went over to you and hugged you, thanking you for helping him. Since that incident you and Freminet had gotten closer up to the point he would follow you around like a lost puppy.

{~} On one afternoon, Lyney and Lynette came back from one of their missions. They also brought some souvenirs back from Fontaine for you. Lyney handed you their souvenir, it is a voice recording of a popular idol from Fontaine singing their most popular song. You would love to listen to it and you really treasured it. A few days later, you were playing with the twins and Freminet when you excitedly announced that you want to be an idol or performer when you grow up.

{~} They were very supportive of your dreams, Lyney and Lynette offered to teach you some tricks for when you're performing so you don't get nervous on stage. Lyney had also invited you to come to one of their performances in the future! When you told Arlecchino, she seemed supportive of this idea as well. So after all that, you began practicing with the help of Lyney and Lynette with Freminet and Arlecchino who would occasionally drop by and watch you practice.

{~} When you turned 15, Arlecchino finally gave you your first mission (you kept on begging her) with the twins and Freminet in Fontaine. The mission was rather easy, 'perform a show as your 'debut' as a performer to prepare for future missions', you were still excited nonetheless!

{~} When you, Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet arrived at Fontaine you were in awe by the atmosphere of the said nation. Compared to Snezhnaya, Fontaine was more welcoming and peaceful especially with way less snow and blizzards. Your group split up to find a place to stay, so while Lynette and Freminet search for an inn you and Lyney would go explore together.

{~} After a while, you managed to get separated from Lyney. While searching for him you decided to ask some people nearby. The second you asked they started to give weird looks to you, narrowing their eyes as you spoke. You, who noticed this, started to get more and more nervous. They answered you by saying that they haven't seen Lyney. When you were far enough they started to talk amongst themselves, mainly about you and your weird accent. It wasn't much of a problem for you back at the house of the hearth because of the kids' innocent minds, but now that you're in a whole different nation with a lot of judging people, you start to feel somewhat insecure...

{~} Thankfully, Lyney had found you accompanied by Lynette and Freminet trailing behind him. "Ahah! There you are! We were so worried, where did you go?" He questioned. "Now, now, it was your fault that you two got separated." Lynette commented in a rather harsh tone. "Anyways, we found a suitable inn to stay at." She added.

{~} Although that incident happened a long time ago, you still found their words ingraved in your head. Now ever since you started your 'career' as a performer, people have grown to like your accent. But you still have problems accepting it...

{~} In present times, you are a famous performer in Fontaine and other regions. So it's only natural to have performed in front of many important and known figures from many different nations. But today's performance makes you feel nervous... Why you ask? It's because you're gonna perform for the monsieur Neuvillette and hydro archon herself along with a few more important people! Usually Lyney and Lynette would do these, but it seems that they want you to perform instead....

{~} It went smoothly, as usual. The crowd was cheering, the guests were happy, and you did a job well done! After the show the hydro archon, Furina, had approached you to congrat you on a good show while Neuvillette had given you a nod and a faint smile. You were happy of course, but there was a bad feeling that you couldn't really shake off from them...

{~} During your stay at Fontaine you have met many incredible and nice people! Such as Navia the president of the Spina di Rosula who would always invite you to tea parties with her to talk about your day, Clorinde the hydro archon's personal bodyguard that would help you out with security during your performances, or Chiori the fashion designer from Inazuma who likes to make you dress up from time to time. Over time, you had also managed to get closer to the hydro archon, melusines and Neuvillette. Although being somewhat close with them, you still continue to get a bad feeling from them.

{~} There was a certain incident that had happened a while back where during one of your shows a person from your audience made a remark on how you have a strong accent and how it ruined the whole performance. When you went to talk to the people who said that earlier it is as if they just went POOF! Cause it was like they just... vanished... Until a few days later where their bodies were found, looking so disfigured that they could only be identified by their outfit.

(TIMESKIP TO AFTER THE ARCHON QUEST CAUSE I'M STARTING TO GET LAZY)

{~} Over time you have managed to see the fountain cast as your 'found family' and they seem to see you in the same light! But day by day the amount of missing people cases has increased up to the point your 'family' starts talking about how dangerous it is and how you should just stay with them for the time being.

{~} Maybe they are right. You shouldn't worry much about people whom you barely know and spend time with your friends and 'family' instead! Things have been going great, the culprit is almost found and you get to spend time with the people you love without being worried. Isn't that just nice? Well... that is until a renowned detective from Inazuma comes to help in the case...

A/N: AHHHH....! I hate tests... This will probably be my last post before going inactive for a while.... Sorry for the rushed ending, feel free to leave the rest up to your imagination!

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jaeyunluvr · 1 year ago

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belong to you

after a long day at work, the least thing you wanted was to hide from your ex high school boyfriend who hasn't left your mind even after years of break up. you tried all the ways possible and existing, to get rid of his drop dead gorgeous face, annoyingly astonishing smile and absolutely knee-weakening eyes, popping up in your head at random times.

it was like he existed within you. all those moments with him sunk through your existence. his laughter, the feeling of lying in his arms and being astrophiles together, running away from nothing in the middle of the night, hand in hand. it was crazy and you blamed it all on love.

but nevertheless, you moved on with your life when he chose to leave you because of the restrictions his company had when he got scouted to train to be a kpop idol. and you understood why he chose his career over you. it was obvious, making a life was important and hence you let him go.

and now, he was just two meters away from you ordering his coffee at this little cafe you were in. the stars aligned in the wrong way, in the wrong timing. you being an astrophile for all those years did nothing to you.

you tried your best to keep your cool and act like you didn't notice him but your thoughts were running at the speed of a few miles per hour, as they brushed past all your memories together.

as he finished ordering his drink, he looked around for a nice place to sit. you had your fingers crossed, you prayed desperately that he wouldn't find you. you simply were not ready to face him, because you simply just never stopped loving him. you moved on with your life, but could not move on from him.

he looked through a few tables and his eyes paused for a moment as he found a familiar face. he was looking at you. his breath kind of paused. he could not believe he was actually looking at you. he was walking towards you, his steps careful for god knows what.

"y/n?" he spoke. you couldn't read his face, you didn't know what he was thinking. but his voice, it made your heart flutter, just like the old days.

"hey, heeseung" you smiled a little. it wasn't forced but it wasn't sure either. he smiled back, pulling the chair across you, making himself comfortable.

"how have you been?"

"great? I guess." All of this still felt surreal. you couldn't ask back the question because you knew. you knew he was doing great being a part of one of the biggest kpop groups, gaining recognition worldwide. he succeeded and you were happy for him.

the tension was too much. heeseung didn't know if he could further ask questions because he didn't know whether you were comfortable talking to him after all these years. deep down he wondered if you still liked him. it kind of seemed stupid for him to even question that because it's been too long and of course you would have moved on.

the situation seemed to sink in through you and you decided you had to face it, face him. you really didn't know how to deal with your feelings towards him, or the way you felt the nostalgia of being with him, but you had no other option.

the air seemed heavy to you until the waiter interrupted the scene, placing heeseung's drink on the table with a smile and then he walked away. heeseung took a sip of his drink and nodded with satisfaction. you noticed it was the same drink he had ordered when you were together. yis tastes haven't changed.

"it's the same cafe mocha." you muttered but it was loud enough for him to hear.

"oh yes." he smiled. "but yours changed. it's not cappuccino anymore."

"things change, i guess."

silence fell over you both as each of you took sips of your drinks awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

you broke the ice by saying, "i've seen you on the internet, you're doing pretty good."

"oh yeah, i'm doing good, sort of. it's really hard tho, sometimes. but i chose the path, so i endure it."

"yeah. it's kind of thrilling too, i guess. the fans, the craze, being on stage, making people happy."

"it really is, all of the hard times are worth it."

heeseung was still the same. every little thing about him was the same. it made you want to go back to the times you were together. so badly. it made you want to belong to him, once again. you knew it wasn't possible, you disliked your heart for still feeling this way.

on the other hand, heeseung felt the same. he missed being with you. he missed having ice cream with you after school, he missed your study dates which were just him staring at you most of the time, he missed the way you smiled when you noticed him staring at you, he missed how you held on to his little finger when you guys were in heavy crowds, he missed the way you would immediately gasp and start laughing quite loudly when he startled you with back hugs out of nowhere.

he sighed. "y/n you know that i didn't break up with you because i didn't like you, right? i mean i still could've stayed with you but because i wouldn't be able to give our relationship my best when i was prepari-"

"i know, heeseung. i know. i understand. it was quite difficult for me too, it was the worst to be honest. but i knew why you did it and that's why i never blamed you. it was fair. and well it's not like i can help myself with those feelings that are still left for you in my heart, but i support you with your choices."

heeseung was surprised to hear that. you still had feelings left for him. you still liked him. loved him even. the emotions he felt were unclear. he felt shocked? surprised? he didn't know. but one thing was that he surely felt happy to hear those words.

"you still have feelings left for me?"

you wanted to tell him the truth. it was destiny that you both met like this, and you didn't want to lose your chance.

"yes, hee. i still love you. i don't think it's easy to get over you. you're the only person i've ever loved so bad. i don't think i can feel the same towards anyone else, even after several years passed."

heeseung wanted to be with you so bad, he wanted to be back with you, he wanted to feel at home, safe. and he knew he would never get that with somebody else. everytime he face difficult situations in life, you always had his back. you were like the everlasting hope he had in life.

"i'm... glad. so glad, y/n. I wanted to meet you as soon as possible. after i debuted, i looked for chances to come see you. It was really really difficult for me. even during the trainee days, everytime i had a hard time, i thought of you. just thinking of you gave me comfort. i thought of all the things you've said to me whenever life was against me. it kept me going."

you were so so happy to hear those words coming from him. just the thought of being his comfort, even with physical absence, and the fact that he kept thinking about you even after years of break up. you felt really really happy.

heeseung sighed as he smiled at you. he has said everything he wanted to say to you, he was late but he did. he felt relieved.

"anyways, what i wanted to say is, i want us to try again y/n. i want you to be my girl, once again. i want to give us another chance, i want to give myself another chance, another lucky chance to belong to you."

you didn't have to think twice. you felt the sincerity in his words. his eyes, which were full of love and longing, said much more than his words did.

you sighed deeply, chuckling at yourself.

"yes, yes i will be yours heeseung, again. and i hope this works out for us. i wouldn't want to lose you to anything again. i love you."

"i love you too. literally so damn much."

#!~kayz's works #heeseung #lee heeseung #enhypen #enhypen sc #enhypen imagines #heeseung fluff #heeseung angst #enha #enha imagines #enha scenarios

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returnsandreturns · 2 months ago

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a little late

Drink less, maybe. It’s a great resolution, not too restrictive but acknowledging an extremely relatable vice that nobody can reasonably hold Matt accountable for other than himself. Which he’s not great at even though sometimes it feels like it’s all he thinks about, restraint and guilt and redemption, and maybe it would be easier if God just came the hell down and did his job. Just a little punishment, a touch of vengeance.

If he has to burn in hell or exist within the metaphor, he’d be okay with that. At least it’s something final. He’d like that. He’s not convinced about Heaven but Hell has a decisiveness he finds comforting.

“. . .I’m so glad my family was really bad at being Catholic,” Foggy says, staring at Matt who’s just a few inches away from them on the rusty fire escape of their shitty apartment building while fireworks go off in the distance, a shared joint burning between two fingertips.

It’s a familiar stare, the one he gives when Matt says something that made him sad – but very specifically said, Foggy at war with the universe because Matt grew up without enough love or skin to keep him safe from the elements.

“That was a good choice on their part,” Matt says, blinking at him. “Your parents are the most reasonable people I’ve ever met and I’d probably die for your mother.”

“Same, dude,” Foggy says, amused. “So, you’re gonna drink less?”

“. . .probably not,” Matt says, smiling when Foggy snorts.

They’ve been slowly moving until their shoulders are pressed together as they smoke, cheeks warm even in the chilly air. The city gets buzzier and louder all around them. It makes Matt’s head pound a little but the weed helps. Blurs everything.

“We probably should have tried to find dates for tonight,” Foggy says, sighing. “We’re handsome young men. Intelligent, charming, virile. There should be kisses to wrap up this year.”

“Probably,” Matt agrees, turning his head toward him a little more, enough to feel warm breath on his cheek.

There are enough people in the streets that they don’t have to look at a clock to know when the countdown starts and the part of his brain that’s never once thought about Heaven or Hell inspires him to find Foggy’s face with his hand to lean in and kiss him softly.

“Uhm. . .happy New Year,” he murmurs, blushing as he starts to pull away, wondering if he should just jump off the fire escape now and make this easier on everybody, wondering if he could still hang out with Foggy’s mom if Foggy wanted to stop being his friend, wondering if –

Foggy kisses him, pulling him close when Matt kisses him back, murmurs, “Yeah, happy – happy New Year,” before his tongue is in Matt’s mouth and the fireworks and cheering and music all around them just fade away to the feeling of it.

#mattfoggy #my fic #daredevil #I've written practically nothing lately but here you go have some holiday kissing

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halenhusky309 · 5 months ago

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A few thoughts on D-16/ Megatron

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I do think D-16/Megatron is justified killing Sentinel, considering Sentinel not only lied and abused him, Orion Pax and lower-class fellows, but also later tortured and degraded him (I do think Sentinel had an easy death). However, Megatron did not show any sign that he can't let go of the hatred and resentment toward Sentinel and his goons, and if no one stops him, he would likely get himself corrupted without noticing that he had gone too far. Also, D-16 banked all his desires to overthrow Sentinel's regime on solely punishment and revenge to satisfy his anger, unlike Orion Pax, who mainly prioritized revealing the truths of Sentinel's fraudulent ass to empower the lower classes rising up and fighting for their rights and against Sentinel and his goons. We, as the audiences and even Orion Pax, noticed that D-16's reactions were getting unhealthy and extreme, and without proper help and support, would turn to a very dark path. While it wasn't clear whether D-16 would go far beyond with his revenge even after killing Sentinel, to Orion Pax, it did feel like D-16 would potentially commit further atrocities if he kept going down to road of brutal revenge against Sentinel.

I do think if they weren't in peril situations and had enough time to talk to each other, may be Orion Pax would have talked some sense into D-16 to calm him down and reduce his extreme obsession for justice and punishment.

For someone who had held his head down and followed the protocols all the time, I understood that it was great pain for D-16 to forfeit his wants and needs most of the time to appease the so-called benevolent ruler, who turned out to be his biggest enemy. But the fact D-16 chose to forfeit his closest companion and let him fall to his death, because he believed Orion Pax once again just doing what he wanted for himself only, and didn't care for his wants, which proved that D-16 didn't understand Orion Pax that much. It's true that on a surface level, Orion Pax's actions seemed selfish and reckless, but Orion Pax was the only one who understood that all of the miners couldn't continue to live like this. His obsession to find the Matrix is a long-term solution for their predicaments to set them free and allow them to reach their potentials. Orion did realize how restrained D-16 was and wanted help his friend to be more carefree without worrying about the consequences and protocol. In another word, Orion's antics were his ways to make their mundane, monotone, albeit dangerous lives to be worth living. Unfortunately, D-16 did not understand that and simply viewed Orion's antics and actions as self-serving, pointless, and stupid, due to his self-restriction to protocols, which later led to that tragic moment to their closed friendship.

#transformers one #transformers #D-16 #Orion Pax #I have more things to add #But I want to move on to my AU.

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lokisprettygirl · 1 year ago

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Utopia (Modern! Daemon Targaryen x female reader) (Non Canon AU) (18+)

Read chapter 7 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 8

Summary: It's Daemon's birthday but you get a surprise instead.

Warning: 18+ sex ,period sex (if it bothers you skip the scene) death and destruction that comes from a ship wreckage, smut, sex, menstrual sex, unprotected sex. Some inconsistency with ship sinking, i researched as much as I could

Note : I tried something new with this chapter.. you'll see 🙈

“Did you recognise him?” You asked Daemon as you tugged his arm lightly so he looked behind but Danny had driven away already.

“No..did you?” He asked you with a look of confusion on his face.

“That was one of the crew members on Utopia” You muttered causing Daemon to respond with a knowing smirk,

“How do you even remember that?” he asked you so you slapped his arm playfully to stifle his amusement.

“It's nothing like that..he tried to hit on me once..but that's all” he couldn't help but chuckle as you said that. A hint of jealousy crept in anyways, you were a gorgeous woman, of course men were flirting with you onboard the ship but you chose to sleep with an arse like him. Everytime he remembered that morning when he was so cruel to you he wanted to turn back the time and take it all back.

As Lily opened the door, she was moving with the help of a crutch, she greeted Cole and wrapped her arms around him in a warm embrace, then she hugged Aemond, and Emma even but she completely ignored Daemon and you ofcourse.

“Daemon can I talk to you for a minute?”

Well that didn't last long.

She asked him so he looked around the group and nodded eventually. A wave of sympathy washed over him at the current state she was in, the old him that was devoted to her would have been here all day long like he had been before everytime she got sick and injured but he knew his actions would have gone unnoticed in the long term.

Despite the fact that he was no longer interested in her as a potential romantic partner, he still cared for her deeply as a friend. The memories they shared and the bond they had forged still meant a great deal to him, and he couldn't help but feel concern for her well-being.

“I'll be right back” he caressed your cheek with his thumb before he leaned down to kiss you softly.

As he followed Lily to her bedroom With a faint smile, you moved to the couch and sat down. Emma was perched on Aemond's lap on the other side and they were both watching you intently, while Cole seemed quite uncomfortable, shifting his gaze about the room as if not knowing what to do with himself.

“Well this is so comfortable and not awkward at all..so glad we came”

You mumbled in your mouth so Emma chuckled to cut the tension. The thought of Danny crossed your mind once again. Did they stay in touch after the incident? What was he doing here? The manufacturers of Queen Utopia blamed the sinking on unexpected hardware defaults, but something happened that shouldn't have happened that night. How could a ship like that get breached so easily you wondered?

“I feel like I need to take an appointment to even see you these days” Lily spoke to him so he sighed in response, her voice carried a hint of annoyance and sadness at the same time.

“You don't need an appointment Lily.. once you're healed we can start performing again, I think we all need to do that sooner or later”

Her eyes teared up as the casual tone of his voice broke her heart. There was a time when she had been his world, the center of his attention, and his priority, even more so than his music and she knew she was the only one to blame for why Daemon had drifted away from her. She was selfish and wanted to enjoy her 20s with no restrictions because she always felt that at the end she'd find her way back to Daemon and he'd take her back.

“You say that as if we can be in the same group with so many differences” she mumbled sarcastically so he crossed his arms defensively. Her words didn't sit right with him.

“Why not? We have done it before while you were flaunting other men right in front of my eyes” he snapped bitterly and that only raised her temper. What was she doing wrong? She had tried to do everything to bring him back but it was as if he saw nothing beyond you anymore. What had you done to him?

“As if you didn't sleep around with other women, you always speak of it as if i cheated on you”

She raised her voice at him and he knew her voice would reach to your ears, he didn't come here for this, he just wanted to check up on her as a friend, as someone he had spent a decade with but perhaps he needed to maintain his distance from her for her own good and his own sanity.

“How long will you punish me for picking myself that night? When I realized what I had done and what I had lost it was too late..but can't you just give me another chance at this? Do you have any idea how guilt stricken I was when I realized you weren't going to come back? But somehow you did and I still lost you”

She asked him as she wept so he just shook his head in response.

Daemon's thoughts drifted to the impact their soured relationship would have on the band. Music had always been his greatest passion, something he had dedicated his life to, and it was all he could see himself doing. It was true that he would likely never be the next Bruce Springsteen, but his main goal was to make enough money to live comfortably and keep you happy by his side because he had spent the majority of the fortune on that thing already.

As he turned around to leave she said something that made him stop in his tracks. God dammit Cole.

“I heard that you're writing a song…about her..a love song” her voice trembled both from envy and hurt as she spoke so he turned to look at her, his own eyes were teary now,

“10 years you have known me and you have never written something so personal for me..she's your muse now isn't she..I don't even get to be that anymore, do i?”

“I'm sorry, nothing that I'm doing is to hurt you here..i have changed, she has changed me and for good, I'm not the same man anymore and I'd never want to be, I can't be the Daemon you were used to ditching as you wished, even if I try so just…forgive me okay?”

With those words he walked out of her room, took your hand in his, and led you away from the house. You muttered a half-hearted goodbye to the others, not wanting to be impolite.

“You don't need to see her ..ever again” he said to you as he tied your seatbelt for you so you cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly.

“Are you okay?” You asked him as you pushed back the hair that was falling all over his forehead and instead of answering you with words he brought his lips to yours and kissed you as lovingly as you had done before.

He was okay, with you by his side he almost felt invincible.

Not for a single moment he ever regretted the decision he had made to be with you, he had tried to move on before to get over Lily and find someone who wouldn't push and pull him again as they pleased but he never could. Until you came along and showed him that a relationship didn't have to be so self-serving.

Later that week as he packed for his trip to meet his family in Northampton, the thought of him getting on the plane filled you with unease. You held your breath until you heard from himself that his flight had landed safely, as you didn't want to experience another tragedy like the one that happened on that ship. You were going to be scarred and paranoid for life, that you knew.

How unlucky you had to be on a ship that sunk to the bottom of the ocean? Now you were afraid something horrible could happen again but he was safe and that was all that mattered to you.

And you missed him terribly. You missed being around him so much that it was driving you crazy in all sorts of ways, a part of you feared that you were too attached to him but then what was wrong with that you wondered. He wouldn't hurt you, that you knew, he wouldn't turn his back on you in the middle of this relationship and find someone else, your insecurities stemmed from the past wounds but deep down in your heart you knew he was it. He was your man, that one man you had been looking for all your life.

Maybe there was some truth to his theory about you two being fated to be together.

“Hey gorgeous” he mumbled as he laid down on the bed with the phone pointing right at him.

“Heyyyyy handsome..how was your day today”

He was shirtless, freshly showered, he had been working out lately to get back to his healthy weight and you were starting to see the effect it was showing on his body. You wanted him to come back so you could cuddle against him and bite those developing pecs between your teeths.

“Ahhhh tiring, went out fishing with Viserys then we hiked for a while” his accent was thick and heavy as he spoke, very posh, being around family must have brought his inner posh boy around..

“Mmmmmm weren't you scared of the waters?” you asked him so he gave you a tight lipped smile. He always felt that as a man he didn't have to be so vulnerable and show his fears but you never shied away from making him want to open up to you.

“I kind of was at first but then I pictured you holding my hands and it turned out fine”

“You're cute aren't you” you giggled and he shook his head in response.

“I miss you my brave girl..what did you do today hmm? Feeling okay?” he asked you so you nodded but you weren't feeling okay.

“Then come back because I miss you” he smiled as you mumbled softly, he seemed tired from the day and you had this incessant urge to coddle him to sleep. Your body was burning just for a touch of him.

“Soon baby..I see the necklace you have on and the peach shirt that you stole from me” you bit on your lip as he said that. It was the shell necklace he had gifted you and you were definitely wearing his shirt as you missed his scent around you. You didn't want to get so emotional but your eyes teared up and he noticed it immediately.

“What's wrong hmm?”he asked you so you took a deep breath and sighed.

“Nothing I'm just..i feel like I'm too dependent on you and it's going to annoy you sooner or later”

His brows furrowed as you said that as if you had said something so completely absurd.

“Annoy me silly? I like it that you feel that way because that's how I feel too..if I was there I'd be all over you and in you right now” he whispered the last part and your face flushed immediately.

“Really?”’

“Don't make me catch a flight in the middle of the night”

“That makes me feel better”

“Mmmm your look is doing things to me baby..”

And now he was purposefully using his bedroom voice on you.

“Mmmmhm?”

You watched his free hand lower down as he rubbed his cock from over his briefs, the look on his face was familiar, lust so transparent in those beautiful irises.

“I'm counting minutes until I get to touch you again” he mumbled so you got up and placed the phone on the bedside drawer, the bedroom light was off but you kept the candlelights on to give him a soft sensuous view and because you were obsessed with that hue. Reminded you of the bonfire on the island.

“I'm not used to being desired this way”

You mumbled as you walked a few steps behind as you fiddled with the buttons of his shirt.

“I am going to use you until you're used to it and I'll never stop”

Your face flushed at the remark. He was so dirty and you loved it. Your Cavemon. “Show me something baby I'm starving..” his voice came out in whispers as he pulled his cock out of the confinement of his pants so you twirled around a little before you unbuttoned the shirt one by one..your naked thighs was a vision already, he desperately wanted to have those gorgeous legs wrapped around him.

You turned around as you took the shirt off and showed off your naked body for him, you had never been so abashed before but it felt free and liberating, him being so far away and yet being able to see you like this was sexy. He made you feel beautiful even when you were at your worst on that Island so right now in the comfort of your room you felt like an absolute goddess in front of him.

“Good gorgeous girl..you're so fucking beautiful” you moved towards the bed and turned the phone so he had access of you on your bed before you laid down on your back.

“I wish you were here baby.. fucking me with your thick hard cock right now”

You mumbled as you spread your legs apart and played with your clit, he almost dropped the phone as he heard your sultry voice melting in his ears, the sound of his fist pumping his own length was loud and clear, and so were the moans and groans erupting from his throat, he was the sexiest man you had ever known of, especially when he was in the throes of pleasure..

Didn't take long for him to splatter his cum all over himself as he cried out your name in ecstasy.

Safe to say you both slept very easily that night.

The very next day however Emma informed you about a very public post Lily had made on reddit, acting very heartbroken and talking about how her ex boyfriend chose to abandon her and moved on with someone else while she was still dealing with the trauma of ship sinking. People knew about you and Daemon and local people knew about Lily as well because of the band but the way she had spun the story in her favor was completely one sided and unfair especially to Daemon.

When the gossip reached his ears Daemon seemed unfazed and asked you to stay calm and not worry about it as he didn't really care what other people were saying about him.

The time on the island has taught him that none of these things would matter in the end or would hold any value in the laws of nature.

As his birthday arrived you woke him up with morning sex and then you cooked a hearty breakfast for him, later that evening you put on a beautiful a line dress as he took you to the paradise and told you that there was a surprise for you.

“It's not fair you know..it's your birthday and I'm supposed to give you surprises” he chuckled as you said that before he pulled you closer to kiss you.

“You have all the time in the world to do that my love”

After a few minutes he excused himself and Emma made you sit down with her, then it went completely dark, but the lights on the center stage began to flicker. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Daemon appeared, clutching his guitar. The rest of the members of the band stood behind him, except Lily of course.

You really thought that was the surprise, him singing again and you were exceptionally happy about it but what he said next fastened your heartbeat.

“We always play famous songs and you guys enjoy it alot, but this song is a bit special to me. I wrote this for the love of my life”

The audience broke into cheers, but you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the sudden revelation. Love of his Life? Did he mean You? Well you hoped so but Oh god..

“Okay here it goes.. darling this is for you” he looked you right in the eye as he spoke. The people yet again burst into applause and hoots as Daemon began to strum the opening chords,

“I’ve been foolish, been so dumb, chasing feelings that had me numb, Then you came for me.. like an angel,

To save me cause I wasn't able”

Your eyes teared up immediately as he looked at you and sang, his fingers moved softly over the strings of his guitar, singing straight into your heart. It was a moment you knew you would never forget, a moment that would be etched in your mind forever.

Never in your life you ever thought anyone would care enough about you to even do this. You stood up from your seat and walked closer to the staging area as you couldn't resist.

“So why does it now surprise you baby, I feel vacant when I'm not inside you lately,

My time goes still when I'm not around you, around you, around youuu”

You didn't want to cry but you were going to.

“Darling I want to put our pictures on the wall one day, dancing around with you and making love all day,

So I can look back.. at our time together, cherish kisses shared with one another.

The end of us would be the end of love for me…

As I love you and you will be my only.”

You quickly wiped the tears that fell down your cheeks, you had no intention of crying today but you were over pouring with emotions at that moment. This was too good, too pure and too much for you. You had done nothing to deserve this.

“When we were sinking down so fast

You held my hands under the deep water,

When the darkness whelmed it's cast

You shined on me like a burning ember,”

His voice trembled as he sang that part but he recovered quickly and gave you a smile.

“So why does it now surprise you baby

That i can't even be without you lately

And My heart goes still when I'm not around you, around you, around youuuuu..

My Darlin' I wanna put our pictures on the wall one day, As we grow old, gray and dull someday,

So I can look back at our time forever, soaking every tear we shed together

The end of you would be the end of love for me…

Cause I love youuu and you will always be my only..

Yeah I promise you…you'll forever be my only”

You heard the roaring of the crowd as he finished the song and he put his guitar down and looked you right in the eye, he was nervous and afraid that you'd not like it or that you'd feel ashamed of him.

He was unsure of how you would react.

All you wanted to do was to run towards him, pull him into your arms and never let go. But instead, you found yourself suddenly filled with a surge of emotions, and when it became too much, you turned around and ran out of the club.

Did he say that he loved you? That he was in love with you? He wanted to Grow old together with you? Did he see you two making it that far together? Did he feel for you as strongly as you did?

You took a deep breath as you stepped out in the fresh air, your tears didn't stop rolling. A moment later you felt his presence behind you so you turned around to look at him.

“That bad huh?” He chuckled even though his eyes were teary, so you walked closer to him.

“Bad? Bad? You think that was bad and that's why I ran out?”

You asked him so he shrugged “Do you mean it all? Everything you said.. about us getting old and-- together--” you spoke again so he gave you his sweetest smile.

“Each and every word darling I promise”

You closed the distance between you two and grabbed the collar of his shirt to pull him in for a kiss.

“How come you became the best thing to ever happen to me Daemon? How dare you?” You mumbled against his mouth before you kissed him again as passionately as you could.

And then you ran again. This time back into the club to yell from the top of your lungs that you had enjoyed the sweet surprise so much that you had to go jump his bones immediately and treat him like the king that he was.

When you came out again his eyes were teary, you looked like a child high on a sugar rush and his heart warmed at the sight, he wanted to keep you happy this way, always. You grabbed his arm and pulled him into the nearest way, giggling all the way through, he pressed you against the wall in that darkened alley as he kissed you, his hands sneaked under your dress so you held his hand and stopped him.

You turned him around so he was up against the wall and you nipped on his neck before you kissed down from his chest, his heart skipped a beat as he realized what you were about to do

“Are you sure about this ?” He asked as you went down into a squat position.

“Would I be undoing your buttons already if I wasn't sure?”

You winked at him as you took his cock out. You were going to blow his mind like he had blown yours and sure you did, he was a mess of mumbling moans and sweat by the time you were done with him and you swallowed each and every drop he had spilled in your mouth.

If you thought him writing a song for you was the end of what he could do for you then you were mistaken completely, that was just the beginning. What he had planned for you next was something you never could have imagined even in your wildest dreams.

😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

Note : I hope the lyrics aren't complete shit, I'm not a songwriter ofcourse, I'm barely a writer 😅 and i know Daemon would write a kick-ass song but let's pretend it was good 🤣❤️

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lullabyalikpoptarot · 3 months ago

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Felix Lee Perspective Reading

Disclaimer: No facts, all alleged. Just my interpretation of the cards and energy I get. This one was a wild one. I thought I would get a light one from him, but nope, not today.

Now time to get to the requested reading of Felix. I have been liking his energy so far. He seems like a cool dude. But now it is time to see if I can dig up anything else here. The song that came to mind, very quickly may I add was Natasha Bedingfield's Pocketful of Sunshine. This makes sense with his sunshine energy. I have been liking his energy, and I don't really think I am going to get anything intense here, but we'll see when I get to the Dark Mirror deck, now he is pulling towards the Crystals deck I have first, which I find weird, like why this deck, but anyway, going with the direction I am being pulled towards. Now, let's get to the cards.

Okay, so he is giving me crystal colors that correlate with black and green. I wonder if he likes these colors. But, with the black crystals, these are about repelling negative energy, so he could be someone who does this. I wonder, does he work with crystals? Or know their power? This is interesting. It seems he could be someone with good coping strategies and has great ways of dealing with sadness or anxiety.

Now, the other color is green, this can be closely aligned to nature. He may enjoy nature. It could be very healing to him, but this color also connects to the heart chakra. Being able to open his heart and connect with his emotions and do some healing work. He may be on a journey to healing himself.

Not sure if he has been through any trauma, as it seems half these idols have. But I feel he is someone who does the work to heal himself. I wonder if he is spiritual as well. He seems like someone who brings out love and attracts love himself. The one card has the word purity, he could have that energy with in him, or he tries to purify any toxic or stagnant energy around him. Alright, on to the Dark Mirror, this is where the nitty gritty stuff comes from, so let's see what I get here. Hopefully, nothing crazy. Now, moment of truth.

Darn it, I was hoping for something good here, so he also got the Temple of my body card, this card gives me sexualized energy. Now, I don't know if I am getting sexual abuse with him, but he does seem like he is very sexualized, maybe by the public, or he uses this image. Now, we have the triumph of lies, like I got from Jungkook's reading. There could be lies about his image, or there are just lies around him. Ugh this sucks. Like is his bubbly image a lie! No! Because now, the next card is artificial heart. This is someone who is cold hearted.

Now, I am feeling this is more the people around him, the industry. He was lied to. And now he seems cold and detached because of it. Now, with the anger and chains. There is anger here, and frustration for what is going on behind the scenes. But we have chains, so he is restricted from expressing himself. I don't know, but I can see him getting really frustrated and throwing things around a room out of frustration. I needed one more card, now with the forgetting oneself, it could be like he blacks out and gets these angry tantrums from time to time.

The card number comes to 8, which reminds me of 8 of swords, which is someone tied up and restricted. I can also see this card as dissociating. Honestly, this is kind of scaring me a bit. It is like he disconnects and snaps, but it isn't really him. This is weird, man sorry that my readings just keep getting weird. I should just be a conspiracy person from now on. Like, I wasn't expecting this at all. He is good at hiding this side to him, but then again, I never read too deeply into him.

Okay, just saying this, you don't have to believe me, but I ain't hiding whatever I get, but I am getting that he literally gets tied up, or is held back by someone when he gets in these fits. I just can't get that out of my head, like why am I getting that. I just keep visualizing the 8 of swords in the rider-waite deck, the person is tied, now that usually is a mental thing, but not sure why I feel that is literal for him. Like he gets tied up to stop his rages or angry outburst. I could just be making this up, but I go with what I get, fu** it. Allegedly, no facts here.

Okay, there is some Karma he needs to release. This one card once again is giving me some sort of dissociation, not going to lie. There are things he needs to untangle, be it the past or whatever that is. If he isn't going to therapy, umm he should, sorry, but I am getting that too from his guides. I am not sure if there were childhood struggles, or was his Mom was very detached as well, this one card with the Mom and the child that looks split is telling to me. I am going to say this. You know when someone deals with trauma they dissociate, split so they don't have to deal with the trauma themselves. This is what this gives me. His guides want him to continue working on the healing path and to keep that positive energy he has, even though he seems like he deals with some sh** I do feel overall he still seems like a good dude and tries to remain positive through it all.

I had to go for my spiritual deck here, because I feel this boy has lots of spiritual lessons to learn here. Once again, getting a card of past ties and karma here. There are ties to a past life that affects him now. It could be the anger issues I have seen. There are things in the past he regrets, and he may be trying to right those wrongs, or his guides are advising him to do so. He seems remorseful. I can also see this one card as him praying, like for his sins, interesting. I don't know if he feels this way physically, but spiritually he doesn't feel like he belongs here or connects to the world here. This is actually more normal than people thing, lots of people feel like they don't belong here.

Let's end this with some Tarot. Ugh, this is giving me the same vibe of the whole reading. He got the 9 of Swords. Stress and anxiety, sleepless nights may consume him. He is just overwhelmed mentally. I am a bit worried for him not going to lie. And to the 4 of Cups, another card indicating dissociation and disconnect. He may also feel numb to things at times. This is weird, but he feels a lack of connection to this world. This is sad. Now, to the 2 of Pentacles, I just see him trying to keep busy, so he doesn't have to think or work through his emotions. He may need to juggle different things to bring some excitement to his life, without it there isn't much excitement. Now, with all that he is physically burning himself out. We end with the 10 of Wands, this is physical burn out. Now, it could be the company and idol life. But I also see him doing too much to escape. He also seems to have a lot of baggage he is holding on to. Man, send this man healing and love.

Man, that went where I did not want it to go, or expected, but that is how it works with me. I just opened a pandora box of insight to the idol world and it won't stop. I didn't think I would get a sad story for him, but it seems that is the story of majority of these idols.

#kpop tarot #stray kids tarot #felix tarot

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honeyed-blossom · 18 days ago

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Idk how many I’m aloud to ask but…

1, 2, 3, 5,7,9,11,15,18,23,24,29

okay I’ll stop now YOU DONT HAVE TO DO THEM ALL

it’s too late I did them all!! all I did at work this week was think about this and honestly, thank god 😤💓

TY FOR THE QUESTIONS!! <3 <3 🥺💗💓 I’m so happy you want to hear more about these insufferably dumb kiddos 😩😩❤️

pls see below the cut hehehe apologies in advance because I wrote a lot 🙂‍↕️

1. Who fell first? Who fell harder?

Valeria fell first but Sebastian definitely fell harder. Since the restricted section incident, where Sebastian took the fall for her, she developed a huge crush on him to the point that she looked like a lovesick fool every time he was in her vicinity. Like, she would rest her face in her hands with a silly smile on her face, and daydream counting his pretty freckles or holding his hand. Her crush was short lived, however, like most of her crushes are. Valeria has a crush on any remotely cute boy she comes across and gets the ick so easily. In Sebastian’s case, it was when she witnessed him and Ominis having a burping contest.

Sebastian though, oh sweet little Sebastian, fell so hard he couldn’t get up (get that boy Life Alert). He’s always thought Valeria was pretty but didn’t think much of it until he started spending more time with her. At first, he’d noticed how she always smelled like jasmine and roses, even on the days she’d be covered from head to toe with dirt and leaves from fighting trolls and dugbogs. Then it was how pretty and expressive her eyes were when she’d excitedly recant one of her latest adventures, getting lost in the beautiful specks of greens and browns. Sometimes, he’d find himself staring at her when they were in class or studying together, perhaps for a few seconds too long.

He completely lost his grip on reality when one day, he introduced his new friend to the undercroft to teach her the blasting spell. As if getting her drenched putting out a fire wasn’t bad enough, he just had to go slip and land right on top of her. Practically being squished against each other and seeing her under him like that altered his brain chemistry and since then, he would think about her constantly. Though he tried not to show it outwardly (couldn’t fool Ominis though), every flirty comment or grazing touch sent him into the atmosphere. (Sorry, I just like seeing him struggle hehehe)

2. Who is the one who fusses the most? Does their S/O mind very much?

Ooh, definitely Valeria and there’s a whole list of things, from not finding something in her bag to combing through her hair for the fifth time that day. She mostly fusses over her appearance, something she takes great care in keeping up, despite being a generally disorganized person. Given that every time she steps outside, her uniform or hair gets ruined in some way, it’s a complaint Sebastian hears often. She can be a little high maintenance but Sebastian doesn’t mind; rather, he thinks it's endearing and enjoys listening to her talk. They don’t get fussy over each other unless one of them shows up hurt, forgets to eat, or secludes themself in the Undercroft pulling all nighters researching *cough cough sebastian*

3. What is their love language?

Valeria - Gift giving! Whenever she sees something that reminds her of Sebastian, she will get it for him. Usually, it’s little trinkets and flowers but she’s also a chronic shopper so will get him little presents for fun. Her favorite gift to him has to be the puzzle box she found in an antique store by Diagon Alley. Sebastian had loved it and spent weeks trying to figure it out. She adored how frustrated he would get - his eyebrows would furrow in the cute way of his and his nose would get all scrunched up, flocking all his freckles together. She had found it so attractive, she brought him a few more puzzles after that. If Valeria’s on the receiving end, her love language would be physical touch and acts of service. She loves it whenever Sebastian would do little things for her without being asked, like carrying her bag for her on the way to class,bundling her up with his scarf whenever it got too cold, or combing through her hair when it got too messy.

Sebastian - Physical touch! He will take every opportunity to initiate contact with Valeria, like holding her hand, leaning against her, or playing with her hair. Whenever they sit next to each other, he makes it a point to sit right beside her so at least either his leg or arm is touching her. Though Valeria gets a little embarrassed with PDA sometimes, Sebastian thrives on it. He especially loves hugging from behind her and resting his head on top of hers, or burying his face in her neck (he can tell she really likes this despite how much she squirms). It goes without saying that he enjoys cuddling and kissing her too hehehe. On the receiving end, it would be quality time and physical touch. He treasures all the little gifts he gets from Val, keeping some of the more sentimental ones in the same box as his family mementos. He loves that he reminds her of so much and keeps every single gift, often showing it off to everyone every chance he gets.

5. What is something they like to do together?

Ooh so much! I know the question asked for one thing but they would do so much when they’re not doing their somewhat questionable extracurricular (wiping out poacher / Ashwinder camps or exploring random caves).

During the school year, they like to study together in the library or have little picnics by the lake after class. They also like going up to the music room, where Valeria would practice her piano while Sebastian reads. Sometimes, they like to go up to the little storage area above to read and make out oops. Their other spot is Sebastian’s favorite… the restricted section.

Summer time is Valeria’s favorite season and she loves spending it with Sebastian every year. Some of her favorite things to do are:

Horseback riding: If they’re ever in London, Valeria and Sebastian take the horses out to some meadow and spend all day outside, maybe have a little picnic. Since Valeria’s a more experienced rider than Sebastian, they usually go together with Sebastian hugging her from behind. He does fear for his life sometimes… Valeria likes to go very fast.

Going to the beach: they love lazing around the beach together and reading. Growing up, Valeria would go to French countryside and beaches with her childhood friends so naturally, she and Sebastian would go whenever he’d spend his summers in London with her. He’s starting to enjoy the beach bum lifestyle.

Festivals / Dances: Can you really say you had a good summer if you didn’t go to one festival and dance your heart out? (Valeria says no!)

7. Who likes forehead kisses? Who likes hand kisses? Who likes neck kisses?

Ah, they both love kisses hehe. Valeria likes forehead and hand kisses the most. Sebastian adores giving and receiving neck kisses.

9. If there wasn't enough seats, how would they sit? One on the other's lap? One on the armrest? One on the floor in front of them?

This really depends on who they’re with and where. Their default is Valeria on Sebastian’s lap, with his arms around her and his head resting on her shoulder. They do switch spots but it always looks so silly because Seb has to sit princess style so Val can see. If it’s with random people or the common room, they sit on the floor together.

11. Who is clingy?

Hmm, they would both be a little clingy with each other but in different ways?

Sebastian - he’d want to spend all his time with her, even if they’re doing their own thing next to each other, so I can see him pouting whenever she leaves him to spend time with other friends. Especially if she goes on adventures without him- when she gets back, he’d whine constantly and demand cuddles as reparations.

Valeria - when it’s just the two of them, she’d want all his attention so can get grumpy when that doesn’t happen (you can tell she’s the youngest child). Usually, it’s when Sebastian is engrossed in a book or researching and she’ll often cuddle up to him, play with his fingers, or pepper him with kisses until he responds.

15. How do they comfort one another when the other is upset?

Valeria - Sebastian rarely gets actually upset, so when he does, she’ll do everything in her power to cheer him up. She’ll get him his favorite candy or a new book to get his mind off things. Usually this cheers him up and he forgets about it but when it’s something more serious, he tends to shut down and isolate himself. Valeria can be a bit awkward with her words during such times so she’ll often comfort him through physical affection, like rubbing his back or wrapping him in long, quiet hugs. She’ll give him his space but will also check on him throughout the day, bringing him meals he had missed or class notes. And when he wants to talk, Valeria will listen quietly while holding his hand, until he feels better.

Sebastian - Whenever Valeria is upset, Sebastian would be ready with her favorite flowers and chocolates. He’d take her on a little date to Hogsmead or somewhere in the highlands, cracking jokes and being a little silly, attempting to cheer her up. He’d squeeze her in a tight hug and shower face with kisses until she smiles or laughs again. Valeria hates talking about heavy matters and especially avoids talking about what’s really bothering her, but Sebastian always finds a way to coax it out of her. He’d comb through her hair while spinning a seemingly random story until he finds something that resonates with her, essentially tricking her to talk about it (sneaky!) Sometimes, when Valeria really wants to be alone, she’ll go up to her “secret” spots (not really secret since Seb has figured all of these out) to read or dance to get her mind off things. He doesn’t bother her during those times but will swing by wearing the disillusionment charm, just to make sure she’s okay (and sometimes to watch her dance). If she’s crying, however, he’s immediately next to her and wrapping her in his arms.

18. They've had a major blowout. How do they handle it?

They would be so passive aggressive about it, especially Valeria. The first couple days would be the worst because they would make it everyone’s problem. Any time they'd run into each other, there would be a loud argument about something unrelated and they would constantly bicker. Once they get all their verbal anger out of their systems, they’d start ignoring each other and being petty every chance they get. Sebastian would sit right in front of her during mealtime, eating as messily as possible. He knows it’s her biggest pet peeve and enjoys watching her face contort with disgust. In retaliation, Valeria would accidentally spill the wrong ingredients into his cauldron during Potions just to watch it explode in his face. While they’re both stubborn, Sebastian would probably give in first and try to mend things between them, even if he wasn’t in the wrong. He’d get Valeria her favorite flowers as a peace offering and that would be enough for the two to start talking again. Eventually, they would have an actual serious conversation and apologize to each other, maybe with a few kisses here and there.

23.Who said "I love you" first?

Sebastian! It was right after class, before the two separated for the next class. Without thinking much about it, he had said, “Well, see you at dinner. Bye, love you.” Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Valeria casually replied with a, “bye, love you too!” And that was that. They didn’t realize this was the first time they said “I love you” to each other until they said it again as they left for their dorms at the end of the night. (And yes, they were a blushing mess afterwards. The prefect had to come down to shut up a certain girls’ dorm room because there was a lot of squealing and excited shrieking.)

24. Who kissed who first?

Valeria kissed Sebastian, a little bit before they started dating. It was during a Slytherin party, where all she could think about was how juicy his lips looked and how she wanted to kiss each and every single freckle on his face. (They were slightly intoxicated). She couldn’t hold herself back anymore when she saw him talking to some girl - she stomped right over there, dragged him to the room behind Salazar Slytherin’s statue, grabbed his face with both her hands, and gave him a big ole smooch. They didn’t leave that room until the party started wrapping up because they were too busy making out, ugh teenagers!

29. What's an insecurity they hold about their relationship?

Valeria - Valeria feels incredibly guilty every time she thinks about this but somewhere deep in her heart, she can’t help but feel a little bitter. She knows that if it really came down to it, Sebastian would always choose Anne over her every time, even if Anne had never been cursed. She fully understands this truth and would never blame him for it - it was his twin sister after all. Valeria herself doesn’t know what she would do in his situation. Her greatest anxiety is that one day, he’d leave everything behind for his sister and simply disappear. And that meant leaving her behind, all alone, and that terrifies her. She knows the lengths Sebastian would go to find a cure and if she doesn’t hold him tightly, she fears he’d slip through her fingers and she’d never see him again.

Sebastian - Sebastian frets about not being good enough for Valeria, that she could do much better. A lot of his insecurity stems from how differently the two were raised - he had a much humbler upbringing than she did and he fears their expectations might be different once they graduate. Every time they would go visit London together, he’d see how social and in her element she was when they attended dances or exhibitions together. And he knew very well of how the other eligible bachelors had their sights set on Valeria; their lingering gazes didn’t go unnoticed. Though he didn’t show it and she didn’t seem to notice, he’d always feel a little out of place. He’s afraid that one day, she’d want to return to her old life in London and it would be without him.

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