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Blessed With A Curse | J.JK

☾ Pairing: Werewolf!Jungkook x Hybrid!Reader

☾ Summary: When your company throws a mandatory Halloween party, you aren’t thrilled. You’re even less thrilled when a delusional coworker ruins the party and places a curse on everyone because her crush, the resident werewolf, Jeon Jungkook, rejected them.

When a coworker gets rejected at the company Halloween party, things get crazy.

☾ Genre/AU: Smut, Werewolf AU, Hybrid AU, Modern Magic AU

☾ Rating: NC-17

☾ Word Count: 12.7K

☾ 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖡𝖳𝖲 𝖥𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖥𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖳𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗋 𝖳𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝖻, 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 @sailoryooons 𝖺𝗇𝖽 @theharrowing

a/n: for the wonderful @jessikahathaway! i hope you enjoy this bad boy 'cause it had me on my ass a few times. once i was able to get over myself, this wrote itself and i had fun with it. banner/diver made by the wonderful @itaeewon. betaed by the kickass @theharrowing

song credit: werewolf by montionless in white | wolf by woosung

You are typing away on your keyboard, lost in your own little world. It feels like the day is dragging and you would like for it to be over. At least that is what you were thinking until you noticed that the workplace background noise started to fade away. Gazing up from your computer screen, you see your office manager standing near the main door. He clears his throat and claps his hands three times to get everyone’s attention. What could he possibly want at this hour? Two of the other managers step through the door and you squint trying to figure out why the three of them are here. You don’t recall any email about a meeting.

“Okay everyone! Listen up, please?” The office manager looks around to make sure all eyes are on him before he continues. “As you know our Halloween party is tonight. I expect to see you all there, dressed appropriately!” The office manager stands with his back facing the main door with the HR and Marketing managers on either side of him. The three of them together strongly remind you of Ed, Edd, and Eddy, but you keep that thought to yourself.

“Everyone will receive a text message with the address, as well as an email. Please make sure to give the company name at the door and enjoy yourselves.”

“I am looking forward to seeing everyone’s costumes tonight. See you all later and until then enjoy your time off!”

The three managers all leave with smiles on their faces and you roll your eyes as you turn your attention back to your computer. Honestly, you forgot all about the Halloween party tonight. It’s not like you have much of a choice, it is mandatory fun. You still have a few more emails to finish up, as well as two more documents to review before you can even think of leaving for the day. A shadow looms over your desk and you sigh knowing that shape right away.

“Jungkook, I swear to God if you try a jump scare I will slam your face through this screen.”

A startled whine comes from behind followed by a deep sigh before Jungkook comes to stand in your line of sight by the side of your desk. His chocolate brown doe eyes are even wider than normal as he stares at you with a pout on his lips, making the clear spacers in his piercings more noticeable.

“You’re no fun. You know that, right?”

You suck your teeth and raise an eyebrow as Jungkook parks his ass on the edge of your desk. His black dress pants strain against his thighs and when you glance up, the white button down he is wearing, pulls at the muscles of his flexed biceps. As the resident werewolf in the office, Jungkook’s muscles are a common topic of conversation…and his impeccable sense of smell. Though Jungkook isn’t the only creature that works with you. There are vampires, goblins, fairies, wyrm, dragons and even mermaids in the office. It is a mixing pot of species which always offers some kind of entertainment for yourself.

“Can I help you, wolfie?”

Jungkook’s eyes flash a bright red before they shift back to their brown color making you smirk.

“One of these days I’m going to bite you,” Jungkook threatens as he curls his upper lip to show off his elongated canines.

“So I can be stuck with you for the rest of my life?” You grimace and shake your head. “No, thanks.”

“Like you don’t wanna be part of my pack.” Jungkook licks his lips and runs a hand through his dark hair, a few of the curls tangling around his fingers making his bicep flex once again from the sudden snag. His hair is styled out of his eyes, swooped upwards and back; not a single hair out of place…until now. One lone curl hangs from Jungkook’s head and kisses his temple. You resist the urge to tuck it behind his ear.

“Pretty sure it’s Taehyung’s pack and I would only join for Seokjin’s cooking and a good cuddle with Yoongi.”

Jungkook growls and you laugh knowing that you struck a nerve. You have met Jungkook’s pack mates many times and they are all a bunch of chill guys. They all work on different floors, in different departments. Yoongi is the pack alpha and from what you know, Seokjin, Namjoon and Taehyung are the only omegas in the pack. Taehyung, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jungkook are werewolves, Jimin and Hoseok are demons and sweet Seokjin is an oncilla hybrid. Which blew your mind when you found out because Seokjin is not a little guy by any means, the man is massive.

“Jungkook?”

A voice calls his name, cutting through your laughter and you smile at your coworker, Tisha. She is a cute little thing. Doesn’t have much height on her, maybe five-one or five-two at best with long black hair and doll-like green eyes.

“What’s up, Tisha?” Jungkook asks and you turn your attention back to your computer screen, happy for the distraction. You really would like to finish this before it’s time to leave. You would settle for a little overtime, but since tonight is the company wide Halloween party, overtime has been banned.

“My computer is acting up again. Can you take a look at it?”

“Have you emailed tech?”

You bite your lip to keep from laughing. Clearly Tisha hasn’t called tech or else she wouldn’t be asking for Jungkook’s help.

“I thought it would be faster with your help. I know they get busy around this time.”

Jungkook sighs and pushes himself off your desk, “See you at the party tonight?”

You glance at Jungkook and frown, “You sound way too excited.”

Jungkook grins and shrugs his shoulders, “Who doesn’t love a Halloween party?” Jungkook’s smile is blinding as he leans towards you, wiggling his eyebrows. “You gonna be the Little Red to my Big Bad Wolf?”

“Isn’t that a little cliche?” Tisha asks and Jungkook waves off her comment.

“I mean, I am a werewolf, so…”

Jungkook scrunches his nose and you roll your eyes as you mutter, “More like an overgrown lap dog-”

“I heard that,” Jungkook growls and you smile up at him, widening your eyes to seem more innocent. Jungkook glares at you with no real anger and huffs. “Such a fucking brat,” he grumbles and leaves your space with Tisha right behind him chatting his ear off.

You giggle to yourself and shake your head. Jungkook is something else, that’s for sure. He is your workplace bestie and the biggest pain in your ass all at the same time. Little does he know that your Halloween costume is already picked out. You think Jungkook will get a kick out of it and you might be a little excited to show him.

Standing in your bathroom with a towel wrapped tightly around your body, you wipe the steam from the mirror and sigh. You fell asleep when you got home and slept past your alarm, so now you have forty minutes to get ready if you don’t want to be hella late to the party. Music plays from your bluetooth speaker, filling the air with Jackson Wang’s ‘Cheetah’ and it makes you smile.

The first thing you get started on is your makeup, a nude smokey cat eye with grey accents is the first half of the look. Followed by painting the lower part of your nose a soft pink and upper lip black. Your lower lip is the same grey from your eyes to pull the whole look together. Removing the towel from around your head, you click your tongue. You quickly twist the hair into two braids that go straight back, secure the ends with bobby pins and pull a wig cap on.

A set of stencils are on your countertop and you hold one of them up to your forehead. The shape looks weird and you don’t have faith that you will be able to make it look right. Using black eyeshadow and a little eyeliner, you fill in the stencil slowly. A handful of black spots are now on your forehead, they look out of place and you frown.

Your phone goes off, cutting off the tunes and you glance over to see that Wooyoung, another work friend is calling. You answer the call and put him on speaker as you continue to get ready.

“Bitch! Where are you??”

“I’m getting ready. Where are you?”

“I just left the house, did you want me to pick you up?”

You think it over. You really would love to be able to drink and not have to worry about driving home.

“Can you drive slow?”

“The fuck kinda question-”

“I’m still getting ready, damn. Just text me when you’re out front.”

You hang up the phone and head into your bedroom. Walking over to your closet, you step inside and look at the grey wig you purchased just for this stupid party. Grabbing the wig and the styrofoam head that came with it, you carry everything to the bathroom and set it on the sink. Pulling out your styling products and a pair of hair scissors, you section the wig into parts while singing along to whatever song is playing. For your costume, you think a wolf cut would look cute and match the overall vibe…so, with the scissors in your hands, you get to work. The final product isn’t bad, a nice mix between a shag and mullet. It is roughly sexy and once you place it on your head, you can’t help but grin.

Grabbing a makeup brush, you spend some time on your eyebrows, making them look fluffy and slightly overgrown before you grab the unopened pack of fake canine teeth. Carefully, you glue them onto your own canines and smile at your reflection. It’s all coming together. The last thing you need are the hazel contacts that sit on the counter. You struggle with them, but after a solid five minutes, you have them both in. You look at yourself in the mirror and blow yourself a kiss, this was a wonderful idea!

Leaving the bathroom for the time being, you look at the outfit that is laid out on your bed. A grey bodysuit with black heels, a set of fluffy grey and beige triangle ears and a matching tail. Your phone chimes with a notification and you know that Wooyoung is outside waiting for you. Dropping your towel, you skip over to your dresser and pull open your underwear drawer.

Looking at the different colors and material, you settle on a baby pink lingerie set that still has the tags on it. It’s a mesh thong with small and medium sized flowers on the sides with an open underwire bra that has the same flowers covering your nipples in a diagonal line. Looking at the set you smile to yourself because you are sure you have a pink choker from your wild days that matches.

Putting the set on, you slip into the bodysuit and double check that the flower impressions of the lingerie aren’t visible before you search for the choker. Your phone chimes again and you roll your eyes.

“Yes, yes. I’m coming,” you grumble to yourself as you quickly fasten the pink leather choker around your neck. It even has a tiny silver hoop that hangs from which looks cute as opposed to badass. You clip the tail to your outfit, set the ears on top of your head and look at yourself in the mirror one last time.

“Damn, I look good!”

Grabbing your shoes, phone and purse, you head to the front door and text Wooyoung that you are coming outside now. You shove your feet into your black heels and hurry out of your apartment, more than a little excited to see Jungkook’s reaction to your costume. Taking the elevator, you hum to yourself and wait until you reach the first floor. You wonder what Wooyoung is dressed as. You know for a fact that the man is dressed up, he will never pass up a chance to show off his beauty.

Outside of your apartment complex you look around for Wooyoung’s car and spot it across the street. He spots you at the same time and climbs out of his car, whistling as he does so. Wooyoung is stunning in his white ruffled shirt. The loose sleeves cuff around his wrist, the collar is lined with lace, with a keyhole opening on his chest that he pairs with a black leather corset harness. His black dress pants hug him nicely and his freshly dyed black hair hangs just below his eyebrows.

“Ooooooooh! Look at this sexy lil kitten. Hello, beautiful!”

You roll your eyes and grin, stepping into Wooyoung’s arms as he hugs you tightly. Pulling away, you tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and stare at Wooyoung’s hair.

“You look good. Black might just be your color.”

“Please,” Wooyoung pushes towards the other side of the car as he opens his door. “Any color is my color.”

Once in the car, you buckle up and fiddle with your phone, “Can I DJ?” Wooyoung gives you permission and you giggle to yourself. You have yet to listen to Mark Tuan’s new EP ‘Fallen’, so what a perfect time to do it now. Syncing with the radio, you hit play and ‘Your World’ starts to play.

“I don’t recognize the voice,” Wooyoung comments and you shake your head.

“Cause your taste in music is shit. This is Mark Tuan’s new EP.”

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that. Would be a real shame if your door just magically opened, huh?”

You laugh and Wooyoung sucks his teeth, coming to a stop at a red light. Looking out the window, you notice that the clouds above are a pale grey color that carries the promise of a light shower later on.

“Who do you think is going to out their office romance this year?” Wooyoung’s voice pulls you from your thoughts and you shrug your shoulders.

You remember from last year that your office manager and one of the newer interns wore matching Halloween costumes. They were the only workers dressed as Team Rocket from Pokemon. You haven’t really heard any dating rooms going around in your office but that doesn’t mean the rest of the office is innocent.

“I heard Jungkook was going to be the Big Bad Wolf…not much creativity there.”

“Oh, you think?”

“If I was a fucking werewolf, I would pick something else-”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know…maybe a dog catcher?”

You whip your head to the side to look at Wooyoung and he glances at you from the corner of his eye.

“What? That’s pretty fucking clever!”

“I-I can’t believe you just said that.”

There is a small beat of silence before you and Wooyoung both start to laugh.

“Jungkook would rip you a new one if he heard that,” you wheeze, thankful that you used waterproof makeup since your eyes are tearing up.

“I mean, come on. That would be fucking iconic!”

You shake your head in disbelief and Wooyoung giggles.

“So, I get that you’re a cat, but like, I have no idea what kind.”

“You really can’t tell what breed I am?”

“I just said that.” Wooyoung shots you an unimpressed look and you sigh.

“Damn, I thought it was obvious. I’m a pallas cat!”

“A what?”

“Oh come on, Woo! It’s my favorite animal of all time! It’s one of the tiny big cats.”

Wooyoung raises an eyebrow and shrugs his shoulders, “I’ll take your word for it, kitten.”

Based on the company-wide email, the club is called Dionysus and the music rattles the windows of Wooyoung’s car as he finds a parking space. Outside there is a slight chill in the air, the scent of fried foods and sweat riding the current that creeps from the open door that leads into the club. With Wooyoung by your side, you make your way to the front of the line. People glare at the two of you but Wooyoung grabs your hand and gives it a firm squeeze.

“Don’t worry about them. We have people inside waiting.”

At the front of the line, a woman with startling electric blue eyes raises an eyebrow as Wooyoung walks up to her. There are a pair of black rounded ears on top of her head and you know that she is some kind of hybrid, but you aren’t sure what breed. Maybe a rodent of some short, you think she could be an opossum. She is dressed all back, with the club’s name written in silver cursive across her chest.

“You don’t see the line?” Her voice is sharp and Wooyoung shakes his head.

“We’re not trying to be late, our boss is expecting us. Blue & Grey Enterprise.”

The woman nods her head and looks down at the clipboard in her hands, “Names?”

Wooyoung rattles off your names and she asks for ID before the two of you can enter the club. The club looks more like an opera house. It’s a large glass and iron building with beautiful ash-white archways, spicy grey pepper LVP flooring and an endless supply of natural light. Simple tracking light fixtures are placed through the club, spaced together in groups of two with elegant grey and white pendant lights hanging at tasteful intervals. There are two floors to the club and the moment you step through the doors, you feel like you have been transported to another world.

It feels like the scene of a high budget movie. All around you, people are dancing with drinks in their hands. The lighting is a mix of blue, purple and red with smoke snaking around on the floor. The walls seemingly reflect the lighting, creating a mirror like effect that shimmers and glows. The air is warm but you can feel that the air conditioning is on somewhere, most likely on the second floor since heat rises. Large floor to ceiling silk curtains hang from up high, sheer and light in soft shades of cream that drink in the colors of the lights.

“Come on, let’s find our group.”

Wooyoung moves to the far edge of the dance floor, closer to the wall as he pulls you along behind him. In the corner elevated above the crowd, a large DJ box is suspended with hanging black ivy, fairy lights and a floating staircase. The DJ wears an oversized head piece that resembles a Greek statue with a gold and emerald circlet on top. The place is impressive and you wonder why the company chose such an extravagant place. Many people are dressed in costumes as you walk past and from the amount of skin shown you know that none of the people on the lower level are from your company.

A set of steps leading to the upper level catch your eye and as you get closer, you notice that there is a guard dressed much like the woman from out front. The security guard stands with his arms crossed over his chest and he looks completely unphased by the strangers around him. Upon seeing you and Wooyoung, he narrows his eyes and Wooyoung shows his work ID. Following his lead, you do the same and the man nods his head before he unlatches the green and gold ivy rope that blocks off the upper floor.

“Enjoy yourselves tonight.”

Wooyoung releases your hand and motions for you to walk up before him. He blocks anyone’s eyes from staring at your butt and you giggle to yourself. Wooyoung is such a gentleman, you love him dearly.

If you thought the lower level was something out of a movie then the upper level is pulled straight from the dreams of an elite designer. Dark wooden furniture with plush white and black setting, vines of ivy clung to the walls, golden ring lights are pressed into the ceiling with more of the white pendant lights hung in small clusters. A single bar top that runs the entire length of the room, is pressed against the wall. The counter is too far away to see but you wouldn’t doubt if it was marble.

You spot a few familiar faces and point out the coworkers to Wooyoung. The two of you head over to say hello before you search for your friends.

“Oh my God, you made it!!!”

Arms wrapped around your waist tightly, squeezing the breath from your lungs and when you look down, a bright red hood is all you see.

“Your costume is so cute! Are you a hybrid?”

The body pulls away and those striking green eyes spark up at you. You take in the woman’s sultry makeup, the soft curls in her hair and the spillage of boob from the white ruffled blouse that has a black corset pushing everything upwards.

“Tisha! You look…wait, are you Little Red?”

You stare down at your coworker and you can feel the pride spilling off her as she grins and nods her head. Her curls bounce around her shoulders and you can’t help but laugh. Of course she would want to match with Jungkook.

“It suits you.” You look around and you don’t see Jungkook at all.

“Right! I just know Jungkook will love it!” Tisha smooths her hands over the red skirt of her dress and cocks an eyebrow. “So, what kind of hybrid are you?”

“A cat.”

“That’s so cute! You and Jungkookie always but heads, so it works too!”

“Huh?”

Tisha waves her hand around and shrugs her shoulders, “You know what I mean, right? Like the two of you are always bickering.” You hum in agreement and she pulls at your arm as another smile takes over her face. “Let’s get a drink!”

Together, you head over to the bar and sure enough, the bar top is white and black marble. To your left you notice a familiar face, “Taehyung?”

The man turns at the sound of his name and mismatched brown eyes find yours. A boxy smile pulls at a set of lips and you find yourself smiling as well. If Taehyung is here then you know Jungkook isn’t too far behind. Taehyung’s eyes drink you in from head to toe and he nods his head, “A cat hybrid? Cute.”

“You think so?” You twirl around for Taehyung and he chuckles at the sight of your tail.

“You really put some effort into it.”

“Do you like my costume?” Tisha jumps into your conversation with Taehyung and his eyes slide over to her.

He raises an eyebrow and clicks his tongue, “Little Red…how original.”

You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing at Taehyung’s unimpressed tone but Tisha is clueless.

“I know Jungkook said he needed a Little Red to his Big Bad, so yeah. I thought it would work out.” Tisha gushes and Taehyung’s head tilts in confusion.

“Big Bad…like-like the wolf?”

“Yeah, duh! What else would he be?”

Taehyung looks down at his outfit and you take the time to figure out what he could be. His usual dark brown hair is dyed a soft honey brown and cut into a mullet. His warm brown eyes are underlined in thick black liner with a black smudged smokey look and there is a tinted balm on his lips. A double chained necklace hugs his throat a little looser than the choker that you wear and it’s paired with a white tank top that hangs loosely around his frame. A leather jacket with silver studded sleeves really pulls the whole look together with simple black leather pants and chunky black boots.

“Are you in a band?” You question and Taehyung grins.

“I’m the lead singer, pretty.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Tisha pouts and Taehyung takes a sip of his drink before he looks at Tisha.

“Oh really? And why is that?”

“Jungkook is the Big Bad Wolf. Why would you be a singer of a band?”

“I wonder?” Taehyung muses with a knowing look and you roll your eyes. “Can I get you a drink?” Taehyung offers and you laugh.

“It’s a company party, Tae. The drinks are free.”

Taehyung puts his hands up with a laugh, “Worth a shot.” Taehyung raises his hand to get one of the bar tender’s attention and when the young guy comes over, you order a whiskey sour while Tisha orders a tequila sunrise. The three of you chat for a while and Tisha looks bored.

“Where is Jungkook?” She asks for the umpteenth time and Taehyung ignores the question.

“Why don’t you go look for him, hmm? I’m sure he’s around here somewhere,” you offer seeing the way Taehyung’s jaw ticks.

Tisha scans the room and nods her head with a sigh, “Better than being here all night.”

When Tisha is out of sight Taehyung downs the rest of his drink and slams the glass down on the bar top.

“Thank fuck, she’s gone. Holy shit! How can she not take a hint? Damn!” Taehyung curses as he runs a hand through his hair. “Does she really think Jungkook likes her? I’ll kick his ass outta the pack, I swear to Luna!”

You laugh and slap Taehyung’s shoulder, “Shut up, you will not!” You shake your head and sip at your drink. “Besides, I’m sure that Jungkook is reaching his limit…assuming that this band you speak of, is with the whole pack?”

Taehyung ducks his head, trying to hide his smirk but you know him better by now.

“What’s everyone’s role?”

“I’m the singer, Hoseok is lead guitar, Namjoon is bass, Jungkook is drums, Yoongi is keyboard, Seokjin is rhythm guitar and Jimin is our manager.”

You giggle and try to imagine the pack as full fledged rock stars.

“Can Hoseok even play the guitar?”

Taehyung laughs as he shakes his head, “Nope, but he looks good holding one.”

“Who looks good?”

That all too familiar voice creeps up behind you and you feel an arm being thrown around your shoulders.

“Get off me, wolf boy!”

Warm musk, with a slightly fresh and clean scent engulfs you as you are pulled into a tight embrace.

“Oh, cat ears? Cute!”

You push at the chest that is in front of you and when you can see light again, you glare up at Jungkook as he smirks down at you. You notice right away that Jungkook has two silver hoops in his lower lip and you swallow thickly. Jungkook’s eyes seem to darken as he looks down at you and before you can say anything he boops your nose with his index finger.

“Are you a pallas cat?” He steps closer and you feel his hand slide down the length of your spine, stopping at the small of your back, where your tail is clipped. “You even have a cute little tail. Such a cute little kitten…”

“S-Shut up! What happened to the big bad wolf, huh?” You poke at his chest and Jungkook pretends to be wounded as he backs away and stands by Taehyung’s side.

At this distance you can take in his full costume, and honestly he looks good. His hair has been dyed black and style messily with wisps and spikes while a fringe hangs in his eyes. You assume that he is wearing clip-in to give himself a little more length in the back for his shorter mullet. Jungkook’s ears are completely adored in many silver hoops that are mismatched in size and style, along with a chunky chain necklace.

He’s wearing a white graphic t-shirt tucked into a pair of plaid pants that have different shades of blue and red; with fabric straps buckled around each of his thighs. A matching jacket is worn over top and large black boots with five thick buckles complete his outfit. Taehyung said that Jungkook was the supposed drummer and he definitely looks the part.

“What? I’m still pretty big-”

“Shut up!” You snap as heat attacks your face and Jungkook just smirks while Taehyung laughs.

“Have you seen Tisha yet?” Taehyung asks and Jungkook raises an eyebrow.

“No…should I have?”

“For fuck shakes….” You whine and Taehyung chuckles.

“You’ll find out sooner or later.”

Wooyoung emerges from the crowd and throws himself at the bar. Sweat is beading along his forehead and his hair is now sticking to his face as he pants to catch his breath. You look at your friend and pat his back soothingly while raising your hand to order him a glass of water.

“So many people…and it’s not even just our company. There is another one here too.”

“I thought I didn’t recognize a lot of people,” Jungkook sighs and Wooyoung licks his lips.

“I don’t know how many times I’ve been hit on but someone grabbed my ass and I was done.”

“That fucking sucks.”

Everyone stares at Jungkook and his face heats up as he holds up his hands and shakes his head. “Oh my God! N-No, that’s not like…shit! That’s not what I meant. I wasn’t trying to be funny.” Jungkook stammers seeing that Wooyoung is dressed like a vampire.

“You’re so fucking stupid,” You laugh and Jungkook pouts while Taehyung just sips his new drink.

A piano playing a well known beat catches your ears and you perk up.

“I love this song!” You rush off to the dance floor without looking back and Jungkook growls seeing the different set of eyes following after you.

“Down, boy,” Taehyung teases and Wooyoung chokes on his water. “You can go if you want but Jimin and Hoseok are out there. The three of them together will be safe.”

Wooyoung nods in agreement and clears his throat, “When are you gonna drop the invite into the pack?”

“It’s open-”

“Never.” Jungkook’s voice is flat as he glares at Taehyung and Taehyung just huffs with an eye roll. “A human can’t be in the pack. It isn’t safe.”

Weaving in and out of people, Tisha searches for Jungkook. She has not found a single man dressed as the Big Bad Wolf and she is starting to wonder if maybe Jungkook hasn’t arrived to the party yet. She met Taehyung at the bar and while walking around she sees Jimin and Hoseok on the dance floor. Seokjin, Namjoon and Yoongi are sitting at one of the booths with drinks in front of them, just chatting it up, but no Jungkook.

Another thing that is bothering her is that the members of Jungkook’s pack are all dressed in a similar fashion. Eyeliner, smokey eyeshadows, leather and chains with black boots. She always thought that packs tended to do group costumes as part of their culture. It is in their blood to want to match or at least coordinate with each other.

Feeling thirsty, Tisha moves through the bodies around her and heads towards the bar. She spots Taehyung in the same spot that she left him but this time he is talking to another man. She cannot tell who it is from the back, but she knows that it isn’t Jungkook. Sighing, Tisha stands in front of the bar and ignores Taehyung and the other man as she orders a double shot of tequila with a long island iced tea as a chaser.

“You okay, Tisha? You’re looking a little down.”

Tisha’s eyes slide to the side and she sees Wooyoung looking at her with concern in his brown eyes.

“I can’t find Jungkook anywhere!” Tisha whines and Taehyung sips his drink. This has nothing to do with him. “His whole pack is here but he is-”

Tisha spots movement in her peripheral coming towards Taehyung and then there is a brief pause. She turns her head and sure enough Jungkook is standing a few feet away looking at the phone in his hand. A smile starts to tug at Tisha’s lips as she takes a step towards Jungkook but she stops and looks at him. He isn’t dressed as the big bad wolf at all. If anything he’s dressed as some wannabe rockstar from the 80’s.

“Hey…Jungkook?” Tisha calls out to him and Jungkook looks up from his phone. His eyes widen when he sees that Tisha is wearing a Little Red Riding Hood costume. “I-I thought you were gonna be a wolf?”

“Oh, um…yeah. I was just joking around.”

Tisha bites her bottom lip and tilts her head to the side, “You look good. This is a different look. It’s very…different.”

“Thanks! I’m the drummer in the pack,” Jungkook winks and Tisha giggles.

“Yeah? Are you good at banging things?”

Jungkook opens his mouth and quickly closes it before he rubs the back of his neck and Tisha’s eyes widen.

“Um, so-sorry, that came out wrong.”

Taehyung and Wooyoung share a look and before Taehyung can take pity on his pack mate, Jimin and Hoseok bust through the crowd of people with you right behind them. Jimin’s face is flushed and his eyes are ink black. Taehyung jumps to his feet and Jungkook is pulling you out of Hoseok’s grasp, pushing you behind himself.

“What happened?” Taehyung demands as he pulls Jimin into his arms. Jimin’s body melts, legs go weak and Taehyung helps him over to the bar. He sits Jimin in his chair and smooths the black hair from Jimin’s face.

Hoseok runs a hand through his own shaggy brown hair that is also cut into a mullet as well. “Some asshole siren tried to corner her-” Hoseok points in your direction, “into leaving with him.”

“What?” Jungkook whips around to face you and grabs your arms, turning you every which way to make sure you are unharmed. “Are you okay? Did he touch you?”

“I’m fine, Jungkook.” You cup Jungkook’s face in between your hands, seeing that his eyes are now ruby red. “I promise. Jimin defended my honor.”

“I should have ripped that asshole’s head off!” Jimin hisses and Hoseok rubs his back as he nods his head in agreement.

“Why didn’t you?” Jungkook snaps and Hoseok clears his throat.

“We’re at a work event, Kook. Wouldn’t be a good look for our very human bosses to see us covered in blood.”

Jungkook grumbles under his breath and nuzzles into the palm of your hand. You smile and coo at him, scratching right behind his ear.

“Who’s a good boy?”

“Fuck off,” Jungkook laughs as he pushes you away from him and you notice Tisha standing at the bar for the first time.

“I need a drink,” Jimin mutters and Taehyung waves over the bartender.

“Anything you in the mood for?” Taehyung questions and Jimin shakes his head. “Shots for everyone?”

“Yes!”

“Bring it!”

Taehyung orders two rounds of shots and you all gather around Jimin. Holding a glass in your hand you stand beside Jungkook and grin as you all clink your glasses together. Downing your shot you curse as it spills out of your mouth a little and dribbles down your chin.

“Did you fucking miss your mouth?” Jungkook laughs and wipes at the corner of your mouth with his thumb. “Such a messy kitten, huh?”

“Shut up!” You pout and your whole body shivers as the liquid makes its way through your body and warms your chest.

Jungkook brings his thumb to his mouth and sucks the extra liquor from his finger making your eyes widen, and before you can comment, Tisha speaks up.

“Are you two dating?” She asks, looking between you and Jungkook with narrowed eyes.

“What?”

“Excuse me?”

You and Jungkook take a step away from each other while shaking your heads.

“Wolfie isn’t my type.” You lie through your teeth. Jungkook is every bit your type, but he doesn’t date humans.

“Yeah, not really feeling the whole easily killed bit,” Jungkook points out and Tisha’s whole face lights up.

“Jungkook?” Tisha calls his name and sets her glass on the bar top. “Can I talk to you for a moment please?”

Jungkook looks at Taehyung for help but he is ordering another round while Hoseok is making sure Jimin is okay. Wooyoung is watching it all unfold and you are ignoring Jungkook now since Tisha’s question. Jungkook sighs and steps to the side, making room for Tisha to walk past.

“Lead the way,” Jungkook relents and follows Tisha in silence.

“You think she’s gonna drop the bomb?” Wooyoung wonders as he knocks back a shot and your face scrunches up.

Tisha and Jungkook…yeah that won’t go over well with the pack. The pack is a family and it is hard to leave, so when a member starts to court someone, the pack has a huge say in the matter. None of Jungkook’s packmates like Tisha and Jungkook has voiced his grievances about Tisha to you many times. Overall you think Tisha is okay, but she is a bit spoiled and wants things her way. You glance up at the glass ceiling of the club and the clouds above are a little darker but you can still see some of the stars in the sky.

“I think Jungkook is fucking clueless about her feelings and might break her heart,” Taehyung voices and you suck your teeth. You hope he doesn’t make her cry, that would be embarrassing for everyone.

Outside on a balcony tucked behind large white and gold curtains, Tisha stands with Jungkook hidden in the dark of the night. The air is cool enough for goosebumps to appear on Tisha’s arms and Jungkook frowns.

“We should get back inside quickly. You could get sick out here.”

Tisha smiles at Jungkook’s thoughtfulness and grabs the end of her cape before she hugs an arm around her body, underneath her breasts; surrounding herself in a little bit of warmth. Her free hand plays with a strand of hair and she looks up at the sky. Inhaling deeply before she lets it out, Tisha thinks of how she can start the conversation.

“It’s beautiful out tonight, right?” Her eyes fall to Jungkook and she watches in silence as Jungkook glances up at the stars, nodding his head in agreement. “I’ve always loved the night time, it’s so much more peaceful.”

Jungkook bites the inside of his lip, nibbling on the back of his lip ring as he listens to Tisha talk. He really doesn’t understand what she is trying to say but he’ll let her ramble if it makes her feel better.

“Jungkook can I…” Tisha sighs and tucks the strand of hair in her hand behind her ear. “Can I ask you a personal question?”

Jungkook’s brows raise and he stares at Tisha unsure if he wants to hear the question.

“Um, yeah…I guess.”

“Your pack. A-Are you together?”

“Huh?”

“Like romantically, are you together?”

Jungkook’s mouth drops open and his eyes widen, “What? Nooooo! No, no, no-” He laughs and shakes his head, “Luna, no! They are more like my brothers than anything.”

“Really? You guys seem close.”

Jungkook tugs at his earlobe and fiddles with one of the earrings. “I mean that’s what a pack is. They know me better than anyone in the whole world. They look out for me and make sure I’m okay. And I do the same for them. It’s hard to explain to a human, but think of wolves as-” Jungkook hums as he thinks of the right term to use, “Soulmates. That’s pack. We all found each other in this crazy fucking world and we make each other better, as brothers.”

“And if you want to date outside of the pack?”

“Date? Yeah, that’s an option too. Just because we live together doesn’t mean that we can’t date or have a normal love life. Our partners become part of the pack and that’s really it.”

Tisha nods her head at the information and Jungkook rubs the back of his neck, not sure what else to say.

“Jungkook?”

“That’s me!” Jungkook tries to joke and Tisha smiles.

“I um, I-I really like you and I want to…well-” Tisha sighs and shakes her head before she steadies her nerves. “Would you like to go out with me?”

Jungkook stares at Tisha unblinking. He looks down at his shoes, over to the plant in the corner and back to Tisha’s shoes before he looks up into her face. She is staring with wide eyes, her mouth pressed into a weary smile as she waits for an answer.

Jungkook’s mouth opens and closes a few times before he clears his throat and huffs out a dry laugh. “That’s um, well you see-”

“You can pick the time and place. I don’t care where it is as long as I’m with you.” Tisha quickly interrupts and Jungkook licks his lips, fighting to figure out how to break her heart nicely.

“Yeah, that’s not the issue, Tisha.”

“Do you want me to pick the place?” Tisha’s eyes seem to sparkle in the low lighting of the stars and artificial candle flames that sit in old iron lanterns.

“You’re not understanding me.” Jungkook sighs and licks his lips before he kicks at the ground with the toe of his boot. “I’m not going to date you…ever.”

“Wh-What? B-But, why? You’re single and I’m single.”

“Yeah, but I’m not attracted to you. I never was and I’m sorry if I ever gave you that impression but-”

“Is it someone at work? Do you like someone else?”

“What?”

Jungkook’s eyes double in size and Tisha laughs something hollow and cold. In the green of her iris, small wisps of smoke start to swirl around in her eyes as the wind around them picks up.

“Who is it, Jungkook? Who can’t let you go? You belong with me!” Tisha shouts above the wind as it starts to moan and groan. Leaves and debris from the street are whisked into the air and thrown about. “Who?!” Tisha demands and Jungkook shakes his head.

“What are you doing, Tisha? Stop it! You’re going to hurt someone!” Jungkook takes a step forward and Tisha shoves her arm out. A strong gust of wind knocks Jungkook back onto his ass and his eyes glow red as he glares at the woman before him.

“If you won’t tell me who it is then everyone shall suffer!”

“What?!”

Jungkook watches in horror as the clouds above darken into a deep grey, almost black and circle over the club. A sudden bolt of lightning strikes the building and the whole place is plunged into darkness before the clouds start to thicken and drop down into a cyclone with the club being in the eye of the storm.

“I can’t date you, Tisha!” Jungkook yells as he forces himself to half shift, his nails elongating enough to dig into the concrete beneath him. “You’re human. Witch or not, it wouldn’t work!”

“That’s a lie!” Tisha shouts and another bolt of lightning strikes the building, this time a deep emerald green color. Green smoke falls from the cycling and there are sudden screams from inside. Jungkook’s eyes dart towards the doors and his heart pounds in his chest, he can feel his pack mate’s fear through their bond. Suddenly everything inside goes quiet. The screams, the music, everything is deathly still and Jungkook’s eyes shift to red.

“What did you do?” Jungkook demands. He can’t feel his packmates anymore. Tisha grins and it’s wrong. Twisted and crazed as she licks her lips.

“This is your punishment, Jeon Jungkook! Suffer with everyone else!” Tisha hisses and crackles something wicked before she disappears in a green poof of smoke. The clouds lighten and thin out and shortly after like the play button on a remote had been pressed the lights in the club come back on.

“Jungkook?!”

“Kookie!?”

Namjoon and Seokjin’s voice call his name over the music, closer to the door. Jungkook glances at where Tisha stood, scared that she will harm his packmates even when he cannot smell her.

“Jungkook?!”

Arms wrap around Jungkook, the scent of pack, his pack floods his senses and his body slowly untenses from the unease that grips his heart. He is stuck staring at the spot where Tisha was standing and Namjoon waves his hand in front of his face.

“Jungkook, what the fuck happened? We felt your fear from inside…are-are you okay?” Seokjin looks over Jungkook’s body while Namjoon searches the balcony for anything unnatural.

There is a scent in the air, heartache, longing and such ire. Namjoon rubs his nose and sneezes, shaking his head as he walks back over to Seokjin who is helping Jungkook stand on his own two feet.

“What happened?” Seokjin asks once more and Jungkook shakes his head. He doesn’t believe it himself.

“Hyung…Tisha is a witch. I-I think she put a curse on me?”

“What?!” Namjoon and Seokjin both shout and stare at Jungkook in disbelief; he is just as shocked. Witches aren’t rare but they tend to work and live within their coven. To have a lone witch…Tisha must be very powerful.

“We need to contact Hyunwoo and-”

Someone screams from inside the club and the sound of glass shattering fills the air before growls, hisses and more screams pour out into the night air.

The three of them share a look and rush inside, scared for the rest of their packmates. Inside the club, a million different scents assault their noses. Strong scents of fear, confusion and bloodlust are hard to ignore.

“What the fuck is happening?” Seokjin gasps as he sees creatures being held down out all over the place.

The sharp scent of death catches Namjoon’s attention and he growls low in his chest, “Pack!”

Seokjin and Jungkook rush after him as Namjoon barrels through the bodies, pushing everyone out of his way. At the bar, Jimin, Taehyung, and Yoongi are acting as a living barricade around Hoseok who is holding your unconscious body as Wooyoung hisses, his eyes are black with red spider veins pulling at his pale skin, and there are razor sharp fangs dripping venom in his mouth.

Jungkook blinks a few times and rubs at his eyes. No, there’s no way. Wooyoung isn’t a vampire, he’s human like you…Jungkook looks past his packmates and his breath catches in his throat. The grey ears on top of your head twitch and flicker in his direction before Hoseok’s red eyes find him.

“What the fuck?!” Jungkook growls under his breath and Hoseok is just as confused.

“We need to get out of here, now!” Yoongi growls as he shoves Wooyoung back, sending the fledgling into the nearest table.

Wooyoung picks himself up and snarls, his teeth dripping venom and before he can attack, another vampire, much older and more powerful (Jungkook thinks his name is San) grabs him and uses his own power to put him under.

“Thank you.” Yoongi gives the vampire a firm nod and they all turn to your unconscious form in Hoseok’s arms.

“We leave now.” Taehyung leaves no room for debate and they all form a barrier around you and Hoseok.

“Oh my God! It’s BTS!!” Someone’s voice shouts over all the chaos and all at once, all eyes in the place are focused on Jungkook and his pack.

“Huh?” Hoseok looks around confused, he isn’t sure what is going on. BTS? Yeah, that’s what they decided to call their little band for the night. It’s short for Bangtan Sonyeondan, something Namjoon and Yoongi came up with on the fly.

“Jungkook, marry me!”

“Yoongi, marry me!”

All over everyone is screaming their names, shouting for their attention and are forcefully restrained by security guards. One guard comes up to them and others clear a path for the group to be led down the steps and onto the first floor.

The pack looks at Taehyung and he nods his head, his face void of any emotion. Hoseok tightens his hold around you and together, BTS walk through the cleared path and down the steps. The DJ from before is completely marble and stands frozen in time. Jungkook’s eyes widen as he follows the group and notices that they are being led to a stage that he didn’t notice in the midst of everyone dancing before.

As Taehyung steps onto the stage, the others follow suit. Hoseok silently hands you over to Jimin and pats his shoulder.

“Keep her safe…”

Jimin shifts you in his arms while the rest of the pack go up on stage and his nose wrinkles as lime zest and cane sugar tickle his senses. A faint milky undertone sits at the base of the scent and Jimin growls low. Omega.

On stage, Taehyung steps up to the mic and clears his throat.

“Uh…yeah. So, we’re BTS and I honestly have no fucking clue what is going on. But, whatever! We’re here and it would be a waste to pass up such a nice stage.”

Jimin snorts at Taehyung’s words. Something has happened and while he isn’t sure what, Jimin can smell the ever subtle trace of magic in the air. The pack all look at each other and take their positions, Jungkook sits behind a drum set, Hoseok and Seokjin grab guitars, Namjoon picks up a bass and Yoongi stands behind a keyboard.

Taehyung howls into the mic and Jungkook comes behind him on the drums. Namjoon’s fingers pluck at the strings of his bass while Seokjin starts the rhythm and soon the whole band is playing as Taehyung sings.

I can feel you, I can hear you, howling in my bones

There’s an evil lurking in the dark (there’s an evil lurkin’ in the dark)

Ever shifting, skin is ripping, as you take control

I can’t tell where you end and where I start (there’s an evil lurkin’ in the dark)

Namjoon and Jungkook act as the backing vocals, giving the song an added layer of dark mystery.

A ferocious diagnosis, under moonlit hands, will

The man become the monster or the monster become man?

Seokjin sings in a higher register than Taehyung and the crowd is eating it up.

I could be up all night, but I’m paralyzed when the creature comes alive

'Cause it’s fight or fright, in the full moonlight

You can run but you can’t hide

I could be honest, I could be human

I could become the silver bullet in your head

But no one can break my heart like I can

(Werewolf)

As Yoongi howls and the band continues to play, you start to stir in Jimin’s arms. Your eyes open, squinted and blinking rapidly as you try to adjust to the lighting. Jimin coos down at you, nuzzling his nose against yours with a pensive smile on his face.

“Hey, welcome back.”

You groan in response and Jimin carefully lowers you to the floor, keeping an arm around your waist as strength comes back to your legs. Everything is loud, so, very loud. The lighting is making you feel sick as well and the top of your head feels like it’s on fire. You reach up to scratch at your scalp and Jimin quickly grabs your hand.

“Wait…j-just wait a minute.”

“It itches! This headband needs to go.” You whine and Jimin nods his head in understanding.

“Right…the headband.”

Jimin lets go of your hand and you eye him weary as you reach up to snatch the headband from your head. You touch something soft and your whole body shivers, your stomach twisting into knots.

Bleed the neon from the bite marks, ever bittersweet

Smile for the camera but don’t flash your teeth (everybody loves a mystery)

Let the bodies hit the dance floor to this heartbreak beat

I feel like somebody’s watchin’ me (feels like everybody’s watchin’ me)

Seductively destructive, we are true romance

Does the man become the monster or the monster become man?

Your head snaps to the side and your eyes widen at the sight of Jungkook and his pack performing on stage. You remember Taehyung telling you that Hoseok could not play the guitar, but you can’t tell from how he is shredding away. Your eyes jump from member to member and they are each playing the instrument that Taehyung has told you about. You never knew that Jungkook could even play the drums.

“What is even going on?” You whisper, feeling like this has to be some kind of dream.

You look at Jimin to ask a question and gasp, flinching when you feel a sharp pain in your lower back. A hiss spills from your lips and Jimin eyes you critically. Your eyes start to water and you don’t understand why you are in pain. Jimin’s eyes soften in understanding and he moves you to stand in front of him.

“One moment, kitten.”

Jimin forces his nails to grow and pinches the fabric of your bodysuit between his fingers. Carefully he rips the fabric at the base of your spin and you shiver as his fingers wrap around something that wasn’t there before. You feel Jimin pull something out of your bodysuit and the pain is gone.

“Feel better, kitten?”

“Um…yeah. W-What did you do? What did you pull-” You jump at the feeling of Jimin’s hands on your…it’s not your butt but it’s pretty close. Turning your head to look over your shoulders, your hazel cat eyes double in size at the sight of a grey tail. “Is that-”

“You’ve got a tail to match your pretty ears…”

“I-I…what is happening to me?”

Jimin wraps his arms around your waist and holds you as you slowly start to fall apart. Your thoughts are running a mile a minute, you don’t understand what has happened. One minute you were joking with Wooyoung and the next everything was pitch black and you suddenly had the worst headache of your life. Wooyoung dropped to the floor unconscious and when you checked for a pulse there wasn’t one.

Your head still hurts and when you go to rub it once more, you feel soft fur as it tickles your fingertips. Ears…you have real animal ears on top of your head where your headband should be.

Jimin nuzzles his nose into your neck and you purr, your body feeling lax as you lean against his chest. Jimin hums deep in his chest and inhales a lungful of your new scent.

“Mmmmm. You’re a hybrid from the smell of it, kitten…and you smell wonderful.”

“A-A hybrid? But, how? This has to be a dream.”

“That we’re all in and aware of?” Jimin muses and you gulp. He has a point there. Maybe this is more like a nightmare. “Let’s just roll with it for now and we can figure out what the fuck is going on after. Right now no one is trying to kill, attack or fuck anyone, so I’ll take that small victory.”

“What are the guys going to do?”

“What do you think? We’re BTS, the world famous rock band!”

The name rings a small bell deep in your subconscious and slowly, song after song plays in your mind. BTS, Bangtan Sonyeondan. Yes, you remember now. BTS is a band that you work with…no. No, that can’t be right. It doesn’t make sense. Why would BTS work at your company? Your mind is starting to feel hazy, molasses slow as the memories of the pack start to shift into fleeting meetings and longing stares shared through a screen. What are you even doing here by their manager’s side?

The song changes and Namjoon howls. It makes your ears twitch and your eyes focus on the drummer, Jungkook as he starts to move around.

보름달 아래서

허벅지를 꼬집고

참아야 하는 거야 no

옆에 누워있는

살짝 비춰지는

널 어떻게 해야 돼

Taehyung growls the word “wolf” low into the mic and your tail wraps around your waist as Jungkook howls. On the second “wolf” the whole band howls along with the other werewolves in the club. Beside you, Jimin smirks and throws his arm over your shoulder.

“Shall we get a drink? The others will come up when they are done.”

“S-Sure…” You struggle to find your footing as Jimin grabs your hand and pulls you through the mass of bodies with two members of security tagging along. As you walk up the steps to the second floor, you feel the haze of your mind lifting. You shake your head trying to clear the lingering effects of whatever was going on downstairs and Jimin helps you sit at the bar. He keeps a hand on your lower back, just above your tail and tells you to sit forward on the stool, so that your tail isn’t squished. You take his advice and Jimin nods, proud of himself as he sits beside you.

“Water?” Jimin offers and you hum in agreement. Water sounds like the safest choice since you still have no idea what is going on.

“How long will this-” You motion to your ears and wiggle your tail behind you, “Last? I don’t know if I can take the amount of smells coming at me.”

Jimin coos with a frown and places a hand on your knee, “We’ll figure something out. As a demon, my nose is better attuned to curses and there is magic in the air. It’s faint but there.”

“A curse did this?!” You stare at Jimin in disbelief. “Who would even want to do this?”

“You’d be surprised.” Jimin laughs and runs a hand through his ink black hair. “It has been quite a while since I’ve seen a spell of this caliber. To affect everyone, both human and mystic alike…I hate to say it but I’m impressed.”

“Says the demon that just became the manager of a famous band,” You frown and Jimin chuckles.

“What can I say? I’m blessed!”

Jungkook is panting by the time he walks off the stage with the rest of his pack. His hair is plastered to his forehead by sweat and the jacket he had on is now draped over one of his arms. He knows his graphic t-shirt is soaked, he can feel it stick to his chest, abs and back. It’s a gross feeling but the cheering from everyone in the club is worth it. As he heads up the steps that lead to the second floor, Jungkook feels his inner wolf pace around. The animal is uneasy and Jungkook cannot remember why.

Reaching the second floor, Jungkook easily spots Jimin and sees that he is talking to what looks to be a hybrid. Needing a bottle of water, Jungkook makes his way to the bar and the scent of freshly zested limes dusted in cane sugar smacks him in the face. The wolf inside purrs in content and presses at the forefront of his mind. Jungkook’s eyes shift to red and Jimin’s gaze meets his own. The demon grins, his teeth gleaming in the lighten as he licks his lips and says something to the hybrid before him.

The hybrid turns in their seat and piercing hazel cat eyes stare into Jungkook’s very soul. The ears on top of your head twitch and your tail quivers, your chest rumbles with a loud purr and Jungkook is standing in front of you in the blink of an eye.

“Kitten…wow.” Jungkook’s eyes glance up at your ears and heat creeps up the back of your neck and runs fire hot under your cheeks.

You duck your head to gather your thoughts, unable to think straight with Jungkook looking right at you but he isn’t having that. Lifting your chin with his index and middle finger, Jungkook growls in warning and narrows his eyes.

“Eyes on me-”

The faintest hint of sweetened milk invades Jungkook’s olfactory and he leans forward, grazing his nose along the pink leather of the choker around your throat. Your breath catches in your throat as Jungkook inhales deeply and you whine, your tail flicking around behind you.

Jimin slides off his bar stool and disappears into the bodies that are on the second floor. He knows when he isn’t needed.

A hot dampness, pressed against your neck, the choker in the way, guarding most of the skin as Jungkook samples your new scent gland. You shiver and Jungkook’s inner wolf howls.

“Omega.”

Jungkook’s nose presses against the choker and he inhales again, your scent creating a warmth deep in his stomach that makes all the blood rush to the knot in his pants.

“A-Alpha?”

The title is a high pitched whine, a mix between a purr and cry. Jungkook growls as your sent spikes, the cane sugar now much sweeter and it makes his mouth water.

“What do you want, Omega?” Jungkook flicks his tongue against your choker and nips at the leather with his teeth. You can feel the warmth of his breath as he breathes against the moist skin. Jungkook hums in question as you remain silent, your scent becoming sweeter and sweeter as the seconds pass. “Tell, Alpha, pretty kitten. Tell Alpha what you want.”

“K-Knot. Want A-Alpha’s knot!”

Jungkook’s wolf claws to the surface, determined to answer his sweet omega’s call as your body trembles in front of him. Jungkook grabs hold of your hand and tugs you towards the restrooms. Kicking the door open to the women, Jungkook shoves you inside and snarls at an older bird hybrid that is coming out of the men’s room. He slams the door shut and clicks the lock in place before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

Your senses are in overdrive, your body feels too hot and you feel a gush of liquid spill from between your legs. You whine at the feeling, not used to the heady scent coming off of Jungkook or the wetness between your legs.

“I know, ‘mega.” Jungkook huffs with a chuckle as he pulls his dick free from his black Calvin Klein boxer briefs. Keeping his back towards you, Jungkook bites his lip as his groin tingles and he starts to pee on the floor by the door, the liquid seeping under the crack of the door and spilling out into the hallway. Jungkook grumbles as his wolf yips in delight. Now, no one will try to come into the bathroom. He gave them a clear warning that this place is his and soon he will show everyone that the omega is his as well.

“Wolfie!”

Jungkook tucks himself back into his pants and spins on the heel of his boots. There you are looking like sin. Your chest is heaving, sweat is beaded on your forehead and your hazel cat eyes are blown wide. What a pretty sight, his pretty little kitten. Jungkook walks over to you, his boots landing heavily against the floor before he is standing in front of you. Jungkook’s large hand wraps around your throat and you whimper, widen your legs as he steps closer. You can feel the heat of his body through your clothing, you can feel the stiffness of his dick and it makes your mouth water.

“Messy kitten,” Jungkook coos and licks at the corner of your mouth. You didn’t even realize that you were drooling. You part your lips and turn your head slightly, as best you can with his grip on your throat. You greet his tongue with yours and Jungkook groans at the taste of you. He licks into your mouth, exploring every crevasse as he devores your moans, swallowing them down like a sweet treat. Fingers dig into your hip and you gasp as he pulls you flush against him, his thigh pressing right into your clothed clit.

Grinding his thigh against you, Jungkook relishes in the soft wet squishing sound your pussy makes as the fabric becomes soaked. The light grey fabric darkens in one spot and Jungkook groans as you nip at his pierced lip with your newly sharpened teeth.

“Easy, kitten.”

“K-Knot me Alpha! Want your knot!” You beg, your hips starting to jerk against his thick and corded thigh.

“Make it messy for me, kitten.” Jungkook mummers as he trails his lips up your jaw to the lobe of your ear. “Ruin these pants and I’ll knot your pretty pussy.” Jungkook takes your lobe between his teeth and tugs it lightly. “Can you do that?”

“Y-Yes! Yes, Alpha!”

You grab at Jungkook’s t-shirt, fisting the material in your hands as you start to grind down on his thigh harder. Jungkook looks down his nose at you, watching you get yourself off with little to nothing but the promise of his knot. The wolf inside is happily wagging its tail and howls. Your scent is maddening, Jungkook wishes he would have told you to ride his face and not his thigh. You start to pant more, soft moans and fevered ‘ah, ah, ahs’ fill the air as you reach closer and closer to your release.

Jungkook takes pity on you, he reaches between your bodies and presses his thumb right against your clit adding more pressure. Your back bows and you yowl in pleasure as your stomach tightens forcing more liquid to spill from you. Your walls tighten around nothing but that’s okay. The promise of Jungkook’s chock eases the ache and as you shiver from the afterglow of your release, Jungkook removes his thigh and rips your bodysuit right down the middle.

You yelp from sudden display of strength and Jungkook chuckles as your scent grows even sweeter. Grabbing your hips, Jungkook spins you around and pushes your outfit off your shoulders. It gathers at your hips and catches on your tail which makes Jungkook growl as he rips the suit once more. It falls to ribbons at your feet but you don’t care about that. What you care about are the set of red eyes drinking in the baby pink lingerie that does very little to hide your body in the bathroom mirror.

“Fuck…” Jungkook’s hand rakes up your sides and slides forward, cupping your breasts and squeezing them before he licks at the side of your neck. “Look at you, so fucking sexy. So fucking-” Jungkook tweaks your nipples between his fingers and chuckles as your tail swats at his side.

“Fucking perfect for me.” Jungkook pulls the bra down, letting your breasts spill out over the fabric before he slides a hand down the front of your body and teases the apex of your thighs.

“I can smell you from here kitten.” Jungkook slaps your thigh twice and you part your legs, giving him access to your dripping core. Cupping your sex, Jungkook pushes the thong to the side and teases two of his fingers between your lips. You shiver at the warmth and your eyes flutter closed. “Eyes on me!” Jungkook demands with a quick slap to your thigh.

Opening your eyes, you watch as Jungkook drags his hand from between your legs and lifts it up to eye level. You can see your arousal coating his fingers in a clear fluid that is sticky as he separates his fingers creating a thin spider-like web between them. You watch, mouth dropping open as Jungkook licks his index finger with the flat of his tongue before he sucks his middle finger into his mouth. His eyes never leave yours as he releases his fingers and trails them down the length of your body. It disappears behind you and you can feel Jungkook shifting around before the warmth of his bare thighs grazes your ass and tail.

You lean forward, back arched with your ass poking out, chest nearly spilling into the cool white porcelain of the sink. Biting his lip, Jungkook purrs in approval and grabs your ass in his hands. He squeezes the globes of flesh tightly, his eyes falling to the smooth-looking skin. He glances at your reflection in the mirror to make sure that you are still looking at him. He smirks and delivers a quick slap to your right cheek. You whine at the slight pain, but it makes your walls clench, more of your arousal seeping from between your legs. Jungkook giggles, fucking giggles as he soothes the sore spot with his hand and nibbles on his lip piercing.

“Gonna make sure you’re fucking always full, kitten. Can’t wait to cream this pussy and plug you with my fat knot.”

Before you can even beg, the heat from Jungkook’s cock shuts you up as the tip slides between your folds and kisses your entrance. One single push and Jungkook bottoms out, your walls stretching with a dull pain that makes you whimper in delight.

“Shhhiiiit!” Jungkook groans, his head falling forward as he starts to thrust his hips shallowly. The warmth of your pussy is addicting, the smooth endless glide of your slick is everything and more that Jungkook has ever imagined. Looking at the way your pussy stretches around his cock, Jungkook tightens a hand on your hip; his fingers digging into the flesh as he picks up speed.

Skin on skin, wet and loud. Squashling, squeezing, dripping, and warm, so fucking warm. Jungkook’s eyes zone in on the tail at the small of your back and licks his lips. Running a hand down your spine, he grabs the base of your tail and gives it an experimental tug. Your walls wrap around him in a vice, daring him to move as a full body orgasm is ripped out of you. Your toes curl, your eyes slam shut and you scream, your hazel eyes now a vibrant blue as your canines grow double in size.

“F-fuck!” Jungkook smacks his lips as he continues to fuck into your pussy. “That’s in ‘mega. Make it creamy, baby.” Jungkook’s voice is deeper, more of a hiss as the thin white translucent slick from your pussy circles the base of his dick, covering his half-formed knot.

Jungkook’s eyes shift to red and his words slowly fade away, giving room for more growls and snarls as his wolf takes over. Another wave of pleasure washes over your body. Your back arches and your tail wraps around Jungkook’s wrist as you plead for his knot, begging him to plug your needy hole.

Slamming into you, Jungkook feels the way your womb opens up to him, the way it craves his seed and that spurs him on. Gripping your hair, Jungkook pulls you upward and groans as your walls pulse around his dick. His teeth ache, feeling too big for his mouth, just the right size for the empty spot over your scent glade.

“Mine!” Jungkook growls as his knot starts to swell to the size of a softball. “Mine…mine!” The round base pushes against your entrance and your legs shake as your pussy is stretched even more to accommodate his size. Licking his lips, Jungkook howls as his knot pops into you with a loud squish and you scream as his teeth sink into the meat of your neck. Wetness sprays from around Jungkook’s knot, your walls squeeze, push and pull, trying to force him out and keep him in. It’s a painful mixture of pleasure that has you seeing stars, and when the hotness of Jungkook’s seed fills your womb, you shiver.

Your neck stings, burns something awful before a cooling numbness spreads and seeps deep into your veins.

Love.

Want.

Need.

Mine.

Blue eyes meet red ones in the mirror and your inner cat curls into a little ball of soft, soft warmth. Tears blur your vision as Jungkook releases your neck. His tongue is rougher as it licks at the open wound and he shushes you, rubbing his hands up and down your back before he gathers you in his arms as best he can with his knot still locking the two of you together.

“Shhh, kitten. It’s okay, I got ya. I’m here.” Jungkook tilts your head and licks your tears away, pressing his lips to your cheek and inhaling the scent of you and him. The wound on your neck has closed over, no longer bleeding but it isn’t fully healed. It’s an ugly shade that you know will take some time to go away but you will wear it with pride.

Tears spill over your eyes and Jungkook’s scent changes as he starts to panic. “I’m sorry, fuck! I’m sorry…I didn’t ask!”

You don’t care about that, not really. You have loved Jungkook for so long, and you pray that this isn’t some stick and twisted nightmare. Jungkook always says that he will never date a human because they are too fragile and he cannot always control his wolf. You understood that you had no place beside Jungkook other than as his friend… But now?

“W-What happens now?” You cry, gripping onto Jungkook’s forearm as he holds you up right. “I’m…I’m not a real hybrid-”

“Hey, hey! No, none of that kitten.” Jungkook presses a million kisses to your cheek and hugs you tightly.

“You won’t want me when I change back.”

“I will always want you…” Jungkook drops his forehead to your shoulder and kisses your new mating mark. “I love you.”

“W-what?”

Hot tears stream down your naked back and Jungkook sniffles.

“I love you. I-I don’t care if this is temporary.”

Your lower lip wobbles and you shake your head unable to understand. Jungkook loves you…but-

“Jimin and Hoseok will figure it out. They’re demons, this is their shit.”

“And if they can turn me back?” You ponder and Jungkook picks his head to look into your eyes through the mirror.

“It is your call, kitten. I will love you either way. The mating mark will not go away…we can figure it all out.”

Jungkook’s knot starts to deflate and he carefully pulls away from you before he spins you around and tugs you into his arms. His lips are soft as he kisses you breathless. Love, so much love is poured into the kiss and you melt into his body.

“I love you, Jungkook.” You whisper against his lips and Jungkook smiles, his nose scrunching up as he nuzzles against your mating mark.

A knock at the door makes both of you jump and Jungkook growls loudly.

“Are you done yet?” Yoongi’s voice comes from the other side of the door. “The Ward of Magic is here!” He informs you and your eyes widen. The Ward of Magic? They only come when a serious crime has been committed.

“Do you have my jacket?” Jungkook calls out and Yoongi rolls his eyes.

“Right here, Kookie.”

Jungkook steps away and pulls his shirt off over his head. He eyes your body and looks down at his shirt…Ripping the shirt a few times and making a couple of knots, Jungkook holds out what is now a cute and edgy skirt. You quickly put it on, pull your tail through a rip and keep your back towards the door while Jungkook grabs his jacket from Yoongi.

“For fucksake, Kook! Put your dick away!” The pack alpha scolds and Jungkook slams the door in his face. You giggle upon turning around and seeing that Jungkook’s ears are tinted in embarrassment.

Jungkook holds out his jacket and you slip your arms into it. Carefully, you remove your shoes and Jungkook snickers as you step out of your destroyed body suit. Shoving your feet back into your shoes, you head into the stall and quickly clean yourself up while Jungkook does the same.

“Ready?” Jungkook questions, his large boba eyes filled with fierce determination.

“Ready.”

Hand in hand, you and Jungkook exit the bathroom and Yoongi is waiting against the wall with a small smile on his lips.

“Welcome to the pack, kitten.” He giggles, seeing the mating mark on your neck, and Jungkook licks his lips. He knew that his whole pack would feel it the moment he bit you, but having the pack alpha’s approval makes a weight in his chest lift. Jungkook nudges you to head out first, so that he can speak with Yoongi alone. Yoongi raises an eyebrow and quickly scruffs Jungkook on the neck gently. “Guess you were blessed with a curse huh?”

#jungkook fic #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #bts collab #jessikahathaway #blessed with a curse #soc jungkook

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wannabelife · 6 months

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I love your bf headcanons so much. could you do one unrequited crush headcanon for each member? 💘

thank you sm <3 !! here's your ask 👇👇

SEVENTEEN UNREQUITED CRUSH HEADCANONS

how does seventeen members act / react when they dont know if the crush is mutual

scoups

admires you from afar, will laugh a bit extra hard when its you, wont tell you, shy but will also be provocative

he's your co-worker. you two probably have a subtle competition with each other at your workplace. but seungcheol will never let you know how he admires you and your professionalism. sometimes, he gets himself staring at you while doing your work for far too long, he sees himself learning from you. he has to suppress his smile and his heart races a lot, he wonders what this feeling is. seungcheol gulps every time you pass by and dont spare a glance.

jeonghan

will tease you like his life depends on it, flirty but wont tell you, quietly notices a bunch of your mannerisms

he's your friend and he just finds so much fun in teasing you, making white jokes to get a reaction from you. until that one time things got out of hand and you two had a fight over it. you swore yourself you wouldn't be the first one to say something. jeonghan just cant stop thinking about it, he misses you and is afraid he might lose you. he was never like this over something so small. he just needs you by his side forever and it aches his heart if you dont. maybe he does have feelings for you.

joshua

will compliment you in anything, show interest by listening to you attentively, most likely to stay in the friend zone because he's naturally nice and gentle that you wont notice it thinking he's just being a friend

he's your neighbor. noticed how pretty you were since you moved in and had his little crush from the first glance. now every time you get with the groceries he helps you out inside, had offered himself to show you around the neighborhood if you needed it, and the small talk you have whenever you bump into each other at the corridor is always the highlight of his days.

jun

you will know, likes to be silly around you to make you smile, EXTREMELY shy, will blush in a conversation

just a friend you know from a long time, he's always been sweet and a good time, its always fun with junhui. until you two started to go around together some more, and he noticed how his heart races, and he starts to get nervous whenever you meet. his actions get weird from time to time, and he knows he won't be able to hide for too long, he just hopes you wont notice any time soon.

hoshi

FLIRTY!!! tease you to get a reaction and get sad when he's not successful, wont tell you because for him the thrill of it is fun and he's ok with staying like this for longer, temporary... but if it persists, will tell you about it

he just finds it so fun the nervousness and butterflies on the stomach he has because how pretty you are to him. the turning point was when whenever you two talk, he could learn something or see a different side of things because of you, that was so intriguing and attractive to him. the first time he tried to flirt with you and you got a little twisted but still played back, he knew he had fallen to your web.

wonwoo

watch you foundly whenever he listens to you, will probably tell you or ask for a date, shy and flustered

just someone that you met at the library. that one day, the place was crowded and you excused yourself to sit in the desk next to him. you sound so sweet and looked so pretty that he couldnt help a smile. he just likes to watch you study or being concentrated in whatever task you are doing. you look so comfy on your hoodie and headphones on, your aura just attract his eyes. everytime you get there and you smile acknowledging each others presence, his heart just melts.

woozi

wont tell you and you wont know, will ask you to come over when he wants to hang out, gets a tiny bit touchy

he's just himself and won't change, remain loving quietly, and that's why there's no way you would know. quietly listen to you talking, i picture woozi with crossed arms, layed back on the chair or sofa and a big smile on his face while watching you speak. acts of service, will buy you food and leave you notes remembering what you have to do. its hard to tell because he himself doesn't know he likes you either.

mingyu

gets the puppy love vibe, turns into a silly big man, you notice he likes you and so does everybody else around

mingyu could tell something was wrong when he suddenly got himself way too excited on your presence, clinging to your side and hugging you any chance he has. literally, does anything to make you smile and gets extra pouty when talking to you. he does not cross any line but cant suppress the admiration he has for you, so it shows.

will gather all his courage to tell you, gets shy and flustered, but is also pretty confident, his smile tells it all

once he realized how happy he gets talking to you and how he gets himself thinking about how could it be you two together, he was sure he has some feelings for you. in his mind, he has already told you and asked you out but you seem so nonchalant, so unaffected (compared to him) by your interactions that he is finding hard to make a move.

minghao

will flirt and will tell you at some point, gets easily giggly, likes to provoke to test the waters and see your reaction

he gets so easily found about you, giggling to whatever you do. its almost as if you triggers his cute aggression. stare at you while you talk and just have this desire to voice out what he is feeling. you'd be saying anything, and he'd reply, "i like you so much, what's that?" laughing right after, saying he was just joking around to see your reaction. he would end up playing some games with you, but because he is not sure about what you feel and is afraid to scare you with his.

seungkwan

protective and secretive, you will definitely not know unless he's sure it could be reciprocal, (same as cheol) shy but provocative, drop everything if you ask for his help

he's your childhood friend who you get the chance to meet again. seungkwan got his cheeks flustered at the first glance at you after so long. you've always been beautiful, but something about your confidence and how good you seem to be on your skin makes your aura more attractive to him. you went to a café together to catch up, but for you, that seemed to be all, no more texting or anything. the silence got him thinking why can't he get you out of his mind?

vernon

dino

watches you foundly, will stay hours talking to you, stares you down that's his way of showing/flirting

the first time you two stayed almost the whole night talking, vernon knew he was starting to feel something more. he just can talk about anything with you and its always so profound and entertaining, makes him want you around all the time. sometimes the feeling gets to the surface and his chest tight, he just cant stop smiling (almost smirking) at your figure. "vernon... what happened?" you'd ask feeling his gaze as he cant hide it.

you wont know, will mostly stay quiet about it and wait for your possibly first move (yes opposite of his song)

it didn't take much for chan to realize the little crush he has for you, he gets all tongue tied and loss of words when talking to you, every time it ends he gets himself sighing deeply like he was holding his breath for this long. only time he flips a switch, is when he gets that licor corage on him, and he is all over you, flirting and putting it all out as you just think he's being an annoying drunk that you have to take care of.

#wannabelife inbox #seventeen #seventeen headcanons #svt fanfic #svt ff #seventeen fanfic #svt scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios

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itsclydebitches · 1 year

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There are a lot of Tedependent fics where Ted needs to first realize that he's bi/interested in Trent before the love confession can occur (which are GREAT) but recently my mind has been laughing about the opposite. That is, an out, proud, fully confident, divorced, not-as-much-of-a-mess-as-he-used-to-be Ted who is remarkably chill about potentially starting a relationship. God he loves Trent so much why wouldn't he ask him out?? What's he got to lose? Dating Trent? He's already not doing that!

Now pair that with a Classic Angst Trent who is 100% convinced of every fandom trope under the sun. Ted Lasso is definitely straight. He's definitely still in love with his wife. Even if he were open to men he definitely would never be interested in him. The idea of them dating is so absurd that Trent is thinking of writing the Oxford English Dictionary to get their picture set next to the definition. He's writing sappy poetry about the unrequited love story of the century. He's keeping every workplace interaction capital 'p' Platonic in deference to white straight male sensibilities. He's thinking of asking Beard to set up a new identity for when Ted realizes The Lasso Way is just a wordy love letter.

This boy is in D E N I A L.

Thus begins the intense comedy of errors when unstoppable force Ted meets immovable object Trent. How far do we take it? Well, what's your preferred amount of crack?

Ted takes him to a super romantic, candlelit dinner? Ted is so unbelievably nice to everyone. This would be amazing if it were a date :(

Ted says "I love you"? Trent's so proud of the culture of love and support Ted has brought to Richmond, but FUCK does hearing those words do things to him. If only he meant it in the way Trent wanted.

Ted wants him to move in? Well, Trent supposes he does need a roommate to keep up with London prices now that he's a single parent, but did the universe have to throw him together with his crush?

Both of them, seconds after Ted has proposed and Trent stuttered through a yes:

Ted: Hot damn I'm gonna marry the love of my life!! :D

Trent: Ted's temporary visa must be running out. This is torture, but I'd do anything for him while feeling like an absolute villain for taking advantage of his vulnerable state for my own emotional gratification 😭

Meanwhile:

Roy: When the fuck do we tell him?

Beard: Right before he walks down the aisle. I dropped that bombshell about Ted's mustache right before he married Michelle. Trent deserves one too.

#Ted Lasso #Trent Crimm #Tedependent #TedTrent

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misslovasstuff · 8 months

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MASTERLIST

I LOVE WRITING - *cough* I mean, hello there! This is a writing blog that has been around for a while. If you know me - thank you. If you do not and are new - WELCOME!

I have prepared a masterlist where you can easily look through posts that may spark your interest. Now, few things to note:

All works are written in English.

This list includes only some of my best works. The rest can be found on this link.

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☆*: .｡.ONE PIECE .｡.:*☆

Sanji - Sweet love - When Love Finds You - Afraid To Fall In Love - Goodbye - Something else - Sol lucet omnibus

- (NSFW) stylist!sanji x fem!reader

- (NSFW) …a good type of change

- Confession

Zoro - Reward pt.1 - Reward pt.2

Headcanons

Prompt: ''Wanna go on an adventure'' Prompt: Them talking about their lover

Prompt: “You know, no one would believe me if I told them how much of a tease you are.”

Monster Trio Imagines

When you tell them you’re in the mood (Sanji, Law, Sabo)

☆*: .｡.Bungou Stray Dogs .｡.:*☆

Dazai - Love Is Worrisome ⭐ - Prove it ⭐ - When You Feel You're Not Good Enough ⭐ - Can There Still Be Love? ⭐ - Dangerous ⭐ - Heart Burns From Lack Of Nostalgia ⭐ - Unrequited Love ⭐ - A Great Mystery ⭐ - 2 in the morning ⭐ - Silence ⭐ - Drunk In Love ⭐ - Can A Heart Still Break Once It Stopped Beating? ⭐ - Special ⭐ - Executive Game ⭐ - Troublesome Jealousy ⭐ - House Of Cards ⭐ - 5 Things I Thought Before I Met You⭐ - Kiss Me With The Lips Of Doubt ⭐ - Sometimes I Wonder Why You Stay ⭐ - Kind to the lovers ⭐ - Useless Words ⭐ - Falling In Love ⭐ - If You Hurt Me ⭐ - I Find Love ⭐ - Believer ⭐ - Burn ⭐ - Sway with me⭐ - Loving is hard - Then Came You⭐ - I need a Hero - Alone Together ⭐ - A walk in the park ⭐ - Fireplace ⭐ - If only ⭐ - To Him... ⭐ - But If It's Love ⭐ - End of me ⭐ - Since that day

Fyodor - Generously - Fire - Seek me whenever you're in trouble - He Loves Greatly - A lonely night

Chuuya - A Flower Left Behind - Serene Moonlight - You Already Did - Always there - Happiness

Sigma - It was worth it, as long as I got to see you. - Setting it free

Ranpo - Can I Hold Your Hand?

Akutagawa - Eye to eye

Gogol - At all

Headcanons - you as their ex- lover, applying for a position at their workplace - sharing apartment with Dazai - BSD characters with their fans ( shin soukoku edition) - nsfw Fyodor Headcanon - What the bsd characters would love about their fans (Soukoku edition) - Hc Dazai, Chuuya and Atsushi with a female rival they got a crush on! - Hc for Dazai, Ranpo and Akutagawa on a rainy night with their s/o - Hc for Dazai, Junichiro and Chuuya when receiving love letters - Hc for Dazai, Kunikida and Ranpo when they find out their lover is a wanted criminal - headcanon for Dazai and Odasaku with a gender-neutral s/o who has selective mutism - Affection with Fyodor - Why Dazai is a complex character - How does he act around children/ Dazai as a parent - Random HCS - Bsd hcs with a very romantic s/o - Sleeping Hcs - When reciting a love poem to them - sleepover hcs - Soukoku Ideal Types - Reactions when a guy can’t stop looking at you - Hc for Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi and Akutagawa when they see their s/o wearing a hot halloween costume: - Reactions when a guy can’t stop looking at you; - BSD boys’ reaction to “A bath, dinner or me?”

#masterlist #one piece #bungou stray dogs dazai #writing

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bleachbleachbleach · 8 months

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Saw your reblog on tragic unrequited platonic love and technically, that trope definitely applies to the betrayed trio, especially on Hinamori’s end (depends on whether or not you subscribe to the view that she was crushing on Aizen). The way I saw it in my initial viewing of bleach, it was more of the type of intense admiration for an authority figure that can be misconstrued as a crush cuz you (the devotee) lack the ways to properly articulate it. Like how u feel abt the rlly cool English teacher u sometimes eat lunch with before they get arrested for like fraud or something. After experiencing the Horrors, of course Kira and Hinamori are going to imprint hard on the first semblance of stability and symbol of safety at the time. So that what they went thru meant something. Also, let me take this moment to briefly gush abt the headcanon u presented in the B3 fic cinematic universe abt hinamori’s fixating on squad 5 because it offers her the knowledge beyond her town that she’s lowkey seeking + the values she wants to strive towards (source: from afar). These nerds just wanted to be mentored so badddd!! Thus, the reveal of the fact that they were only a means to an end, specifically chosen on where they fall on the “easy to manipulate” scale hits HARDER. All that devotion?? Loss of work life balance and for WHATTT? Extended medical leave ? 😭 oh bleach my fave workplace sitcom AND workplace drama u will always be famous

PS: thank u for tagging me in that post!! In the process of drafting my response. It was so lovely of you.

You're right! That totally works here. It's interesting because (and I'll just focus on Hinamori here, because otherwise I'd feel compelled to honor the distinctions between her and Aizen vs. Kira and Ichimaru and Hisagi and Tousen, and this would probably end up reading very convolutedly) I think it kind of asks a question about when the platonic pining would have happened.

Is the pining part of suddenly realizing the disjuncture between what Hinamori thought something was and what Aizen did, and mourning something lost (and something that never really was)?

Or was there also pining when things were Good? We see Aizen be reassuring to Hinamori and generous with his time, etc. and we see Hinamori happy to receive from him, and quite devoted both to her VCship as well as to Aizen on a person level (or as he put it, "as a man" lol). We know she's well-respected by her division, and esteemed by her colleagues (okay, Kira and Hitsugaya may have some bias in this arena, but they both describe her as highly skilled).

But was she needed? Was she doing, and did she get the opportunity to do, things that Aizen couldn't do better? Did she have opportunities to express things that Aizen found interesting or outside of his expertise? Even as they are not equals--and there is no expectation that they should be--in the most fruitful mentorships, both parties have things to teach and learn.

Did Hinamori ever look at other Captain/VC relationships and yearn for pieces of what those looked like to her? Nanao would probably say "god i hope not" because Kyouraku's "reliance" on her often takes the shape of her having to do all the busywork and also herd cats, but in spite of this there's an intimacy there, an openness or trust, that Hinamori might yearn for. And that's taking Kyouraku--shadowy and full of many surfaces himself--into account. Hitsugaya and Matsumoto also have something that both Hitsugaya and Matsumoto probably complain about to Hinamori, but there's a degree of mutualism and collaboration to whatever's going on at the 10th that Hinamori might not mind a taste of, too. Renji has been Byakuya's VC for a month but Hinamori has probably already thought to herself "Kuchiki-taichou let him do WHAT" at least twice. Even though Byakuya is Byakuya, judging by how they handled their "meeting Ichigo in the street" mission, it seems like Byakuya lets Renji have his little projects. Like Renji is part of his investment portfolio and Byakuya feels very comfortable considering Renji a volatile but potentially valuable property and in order to get that ROI you need to stick with him through several honorless tech startup busts and commit long-term to the thing. Er, but I digress. My point is, Renji gets projects. "Develop training menu." Creative opportunity! With a result that has Renji all over it.

Does Hinamori get projects? Does it ever feel like she's pushing the envelope of what the 5th can be and how it can function on her own, without it being something Aizen already predicted the outcome of, or was actually his idea that he let her propose and take nominal ownership of anyway? Despite being completely blindsided by the actuality of Aizen, was there already that sense of inevitability/Aizen all over everything that happens at the 5th? (Competing, of course, with Hinamori's self-concept as a creative person; and her love of Aizen as a person, not just as a boss and mentor; and feeling as though she just needs to excel more and be creative better and she'll eventually meet this need she feels--it's not the environment that's the issue. She's happy here. Mostly. She doesn't need to leave, she simply needs to surpass--)

#hinamori momo #aizen sousuke #bleach headcanons #thank you for reading my fanfic! <3 ToT <3 #and i look forward to your meme responses!#asks #no brain just bleach

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ppumeonae-bigvibe · 6 months

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"then...can i love you now?"

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pairing: childhood younger brother! jungwon x childhood older sister! reader

↬ tags: childhood neighbours troupe, age gap mentioned (i was thinking of a 5 to 7 year age gap since that would make sense for the setting ive created), reader is a working individual with jungwon as a student, heeseung mentioned to be reader's boyfriend

summary: "i'll hold my breath as i wait for your answer, i'll leave it up to you. tell me whether it's yes or no: baby, love me or leave me tonight" - taken from day6 love me or leave me

word count: 928 words

a/n: it was only after i gave it a title that i realized it was greatly inspired after love me or leave me by day6 the line "do you even love me now?" (bomb ahh song) ++ i hope i was able to convey the yearning of an unrequited love and dabble in some age gap factor...

i don't suppose this piece of mine is gonna do well but i wanted to pour out a little of my own experience...i did want to write a backstory but mmm i shall leave it for now,,

ever since jungwon met you, he's never took his eyes off you. attached to your hip, he developed a big fat crush on you, his nuna* (older sister in korean). this crush was something he thought he would outgrow, but to no avail his developing feelings never went away, lasting for as long as he knew you for.

jungwon was that little neighbor boy that always asked you to marry him. now that he is all grown up, he wistfully hopes he has a chance with you, even though you never spared him a second glance: treating him just like a younger brother.

he snaps out of his thoughts when you playfully ruffled his hair, the affectionate gesture causing him to be hyperaware of your presence. it was after hours and jungwon had came over to your workplace to fetch you so that the two of you could go home together. he was waiting for you at the lobby, eyes trained on you the moment you stepped out of the lift.

"jungwon-ah, are you okay? shall we go home?" he faintly blushed under your attention, nodding his head.

home, huh? he wishes that you would visit your hometown more often. in all technicality, you two have been neighbors for the longest time; both your parents and his being best friends meant that you two naturally grew up together. having each other in the other's house wasn't uncommon too, you being best friends with his older sister meant he got to see you around.

"i'm good. oh, and this is for you, nuna." he sticks out a paper bag and you received it gratefully, a beam on your face. he tames his expression, deciding to give you a cheekily smile to hide how fast his heart was beating.

you huffed, laughing at his playful smirk, "isn't this my favorite? my jungwonie is all grown up now. you didn't spend too much on this right?"

he had started working a part-time job at a cafe near your office, since his school term was officially over and he was waiting for the next semester to start. what you didn't know was that jungwon practically begged the store owner to let him work here so he could see you more frequently.

not that you needed to know.

"it's okay, it wasn't much. i just..." know how much you like these pastries to not want to treat you to something. in fact he knew your favorite order down to the exact combination you like your drinks and dessert.

he bites back the rest of the sentence, lamely finishing with a "i thought you might want some". it wasn't entirely the truth since he was the one that saved it for you.

lighthearted chatter bounced back and forth, you asking about his plans for the next semester of school and him being curious about what you do at work.

"nuna, what happened to heeseung hyung? i haven't seen him in a while..." jungwon suddenly blurted out, catching you unaware. the casual breeze was deafening and the silence from you made him apologize profusely, "ah...uh...sorry nuna, i was..."

"it's just...heeseung wants to breakup. things weren't working out." you mumbled soullessly, and jungwon was torn between being sorry for your loss and being happy that you were single now. you took a look at him, a wry smile on your face, "don't stare at me like that. you resemble a rain-drenched kitty."

under the dim street lights, jungwon realizes how small you looked. he remembers how he always relied on you, always choosing to unapologetically stick to you like a little bugger.

you're his role model and especially when jungwon was sad it was you whom he seeked: jungwon wished that he could have protected you from this failed relationship and heartbreak.

jungwon remembered when he attended your university graduation a year back: you had shyly introduced heeseung to your family and jungwon just had to be there to witness how easily heeseung fit in. to say he was envious was an understatement.

out of jealousy, he dragged you to one side with the excuse to take a picture with you: a heartfelt yet desperate 'i still like you very much, nuna' leaving his lips. you didn't know how to respond to him so jungwon hastily turned around, congratulating you again before disappearing on you. he didn't like that heeseung guy: the vibes were all...wrong.

he didn't want to see your expression, much less hear what you have to say. he knew he didn't stand a chance then when age was a factor, but now...

"nuna, if heeseung hyung can't love you, then...can i love you now?"

silence blanketed the two of you after his proclamation, his persistent gaze met with your hesitant ones.

"jungwon-ah…" you started but he cut you off, his heart pounding in his chest.

"please, nuna! don't tell me...i'm not old enough or i deserve someone else my age. i still want you very much, and i'll never stop loving you even after all that." jungwon exhales, pouring his heart unto you.

mixed emotions that flashed through your eyes and you stood there, the no-longer small jungwon a grown up in your eyes.

"one chance."

he widened his eyes at your words: a sliver of an opportunity given to him. reaching out to grab your hand, sincerity zings through him and he pulls you into a hug, afraid that you would spot the unshed tears in his eyes.

"i'll show you that i can love you better than anyone you've been with."

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Problematic Relationships (Non-Platonic) Competition List — Canonical

TWs: The Holocaust, genocide, Nazis, pedophilia, incest, grooming, sexual assault, rape, child sexual assault, sexual slavery, confinement, torture, abuse, physical assault, pregnancy, gang rape mention, starvation, miscarriage, slavery, abusive marriage, stalking, suicide, date rape drug mention, trauma, human trafficking, cancer diagnosis mention, gaslighting, financial abuse, and much, much, more.

• I'm going to compare problematic relationships with one another and rate them from least to most problematic.

This list will focus on the ways that the couples have wronged each other — dysfunctionally or abuse-wise — whilst together (sexually or romantically) in an unequal, official/long-term or long-enough relationship; a week or two (minimum), several weeks, or months. Therefore, actions committed during a couple's enemy era won't bolster their problematic ranking if it's just your run-of-the-mill, enemy vs. enemy/hero vs. villain fare —unless their enemy–enemy relationship became abusive; e.g., the villain turned his defeated nemesis into a sex slave and mistreated them for months.

Enemies-to-lovers pairings won't be considered more problematic by default.

Proximity required, so the characters must be close at hand. Examples: workplace, neighbors, visiting each other's homes, living together, imprisoned at the abuser's place, etc.

Defining what an abusive relationship is: Let's look at Kilgrave and Jessica Jones' forced coupling! Non-consensual as it was, their time together still counted as a formal/long-term sexual relationship (only Kilgrave considered it "romantic"). The relationship was marked by an ongoing pattern of one-sided power and control over the victim, and repeated mistreatment.

FYI: This isn't me downplaying rape and murder.

Rape and murder/attempted-murder aren't always going to make a pairing more problematic than one that lacks those things. The non-SA relationships can be absolutely horrible in other ways: isolation, torture (mental and/or physical), graphic physical abuse, dehumanization, decades-long mistreatment, an inescapable relationship, slavery, lobotomization, mind-control, etc.

Murder attempted during the enemies phase of an enemies-to-lovers pairing will not count as problematic points against these pairings by itself, unless the attempted-murder took place in an abusive relationship.

Age gaps won't bolster a couple's problematic factor, unless the older party took advantage of said age difference for self-serving and/or abusive purposes.

A properly handled or good enough "grovel" scene/redemption will reduce a pairing's problematic ranking. A shoddy one will not change anything.

• At least one person in the relationship must have sexual and/or romantic feelings towards the other half. Thus, forced relationships like Jessica Jones/Kilgrave can be included here. Unrequited relationships, too. These will be pointed out.

What if the people involved weren't together (an unrequited dynamic), but the offending character kept engaging in a pattern of creepy behavior towards their crush — such as taking no for an answer, stalking them, forcing them into unwanted situations, and so on — with the intention of obtaining the person however they can, their protests be dammed? The offending person's end goal here is a serious relationship or sex, and their misbehavior is ongoing, so this unrequited dynamic can be considered a toxic relationship.

A friend-to-lovers situation counts as a relationship.

While attraction did exist between Rey and Kylo Ren, they weren't canonically in a committed relationship, nor were friends. They were strangers. However, I've included them on this list to show everyone how tame the pairing is.

• Character on Left (offending partner/Character on Right (wronged partner).

If these characters aren't in an abusive relationship, the former is the most problematic one. Not going to list down every single thing the offending partner did.

Mutually dysfunctional, unrequited, and abusive relationships will be pointed out.

• I will be using the term "trauma bonding" instead of Stockholm syndrome.

• Redeemed offending partners get a star. ☆ But not if their redemption was handled shoddily.

• Suggestions are welcome!

Spoilers ahead!

Where do I start? From the very bottom of the Lower-Tier towards the Top-Tier.

CTRL+F a character's name to find the pairing you're looking for.

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Sections:

△ 1. Top-Tier/Heavyweights/Red

⇧ 2. Medium-Tier/Orange

⇧ 3. Lower-Tier/Yellow

The Green Zone (Not part of the list)

Undecided (Not part of the list)

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Top-Tier/Heavyweights/Red

1st Place

▲ Aric von Schmidt/Hadassah Benjamin | For Such a Time by Kate Breslin | A Nazi Concentration Camp Conmandant

—Dubiously-consensual relationship —Imprisonment —Trauma/PTSD —Schmidt was a Nazi concentration camp commandant. —Saved Hadassah's life, but threatened to send her back to a worse camp if he caught her deceiving him. —Dubious-consent —Tricked her into kissing him (this was their first kiss). —Pressured her to marry him. —Got angry with her when he found out she'd been hiding her true identity as a Jewish person from him. —Arrested Hadassah and had her sent to the ghetto. —I believe he would have gone along with the Wolkenbrand directive (annihilation of all remaining prisoners at the concentration camp), if he hadn't been pushed into action. He would have kept abiding by his sense of duty. —Don't care if Schmidt did not abuse nor rape her, and Breslin redeemed him: this Nazi was the head of a concentration camp. Schmidt contributed to the extermination of Hadassah's people by being there. It doesn't matter if he "wasn't as bad those other Nazis," he participated in the Final Solution, and I'm going to hold that VERY much against him. Lastly, his character plays into the "Clean Wehrmacht" myth. —You know what else really sucks about this guy? His excuses: "I must perform my duty–" Stow it, Schmidt. You're not going to "lesser evil" your way out of this one, Mr. Camp Commandant.

2nd Place

▲ Humbert Humbert/Dolores Haze | Lolita | Unreliable Narrator Predator

—Forced relationship —Age gap exploited —Grooming —He was Dolores' stepfather —Dehumanization —Treated Dolores as an object for his pleasure. —Obsessed —Manipulative —Controlling —Possessive —Kidnapping —Abuse —Rape —Sex prisoner —Trauma/PTSD —Desired a future in which he could impregnate Dolores and obtain a daughter; Dolores' replacement for when she became 15 years old and he lost interest in her. Then, he would repeat the process with his granddaughter. —Probably murdered Dolores' mother. —Ruined Dolores' life and took away her childhood. —Unredeemed

3rd Place

▲ Richard Payne/Elizabeth | The Dark Obsession Series by Zoe Blake | The Gaslighting King

—Possessive —Ruined the lives of people who touched "his property". —Lizzie ended things between in the prequel over Richard's control freak nature; he wanted her to no longer need a mobile phone, school, friends, or a job. Just him. For her life to revolve completely around him. Unfortunately, "no" isn't a word in the duke's vocabulary. —Stalking —Kidnapping —Rape —Dehumanization (treats Lizzie as a possession.) —Started treating her like his sex slave because she had "failed at being treated like a girlfriend." —Sex prisoner —Forced relationship —Abuse —Richard will never stop playing mind games with her. Easing his boredom is what matters most to him. —Trauma bonding —Used EXPERIMENTAL, memory-erasing pills to make Lizzie forget their initial relationship AND continued feeding her these pills. As a result, her memories are unreliable – making her more prone to gaslighting. —Obsessed (both of them, but Lizzie's obsession is self-destructive.) —"When she auditioned for the play I specifically produced to ensnare her, she had no idea she was really auditioning for me. For her new lifetime role as my ward, my possession." —Controlling —Richard is a fan of the 1800s. You see, women back then didn't have rights. They couldn't simply leave their husbands; "It was a time where a woman knew her place and accepted a man’s rightful dominance over her. That was what I found the most appealing. The vulnerability and dependence of a woman on a man’s benevolence. In the Victorian era, a woman was still regarded as a beautiful possession, to be petted and spoiled but also kept docile with a firm hand." —MANIPULATIVE (this guy makes Slade [Teen Titans (2003)] look like an amateur.) —"It was a false assumption that only those of low intelligence could be manipulated. Everyone assumed that a person of intelligence would think through the issue and see right through the lie, but that wasn’t the case. An intelligent person was far more likely to overthink, turning it over and over in their head, and second guess the issue, thereby falling into the hands of the manipulator." —Gaslit Lizzie into thinking she was "actually" a crazy woman from the Victorian era. Then, in the third book, Richard staged his own shooting and took a bullet as part of a scheme to gaslight her some more. There are never any half-measures with this guy and his messed up mind games. —Made his victim think SHE was the cruel puppet master. —Trapped —The man is a filthy, stinking rich, billionaire duke (a modern one!). Lizzie could not get away from him even if she hadn't been hopelessly brainwashed into believing that she "wants" the abuse. —He paid a bunch of actors 1 million pounds (for a year of performance) to participate in his abuse towards Lizzie without them realizing it. —Torture (e.g., waterboarding.) —Dubiously-consensual relationship —Isolation (kept her away from friends, and worst of all, this couple's story ended with him putting her on a remote island.) —Unredeemed (Richard won.)

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4th Place

▲ Kilgrave/Jessica Jones | Jessica Jones | The MCU's Nightmare Fuel Villain

—Forced relationship —Kidnapping —CONTROLLING —Slavery: Kilgrave mind-controlled Jessica with his super power. —"Jesus, you're a vision. Hair and the skin… appalling sense of fashion, but that can be remedied." —Abuse —Dehumanization —Sex prisoner —Rape —Torture —Forced her to kill someone and blamed her for it. —Trauma/PTSD —Entitled —Ordered Jessica to cut off her ears with a knife, but stopped her as she started slicing at one of them. She would have followed through with his command if he hadn't changed his mind, regardless of the pain. —Obsessed —Stalking —Possessive —Kilgrave denied that he was a rapist. —"Come on, it wasn’t all bad." —Unredeemed

5th Place

▲ Darren Davis/Jaden Wilder | The Stronger Series by J. Marie | A Predator of Girlbosses

—Forced relationship —Her body can't resist Darren. Her heart, however, has not given in to him. I don't think it ever will. —Kidnapping —Jaden, a mixed martial artist, was sold into sexual slavery via a human trafficking ring owned by Darren, a billionaire crime lord. —Rape —Sex Prisoner —Slavery (complete with a shock collar that can also measures her pulse, and contains a GPS tracking chip.) —Obsessed (what he feels for her is not love: she is like a drug to him.) —Dehumanization She's a pet to him. A possession he tattooed his name onto. —POSSESSIVE —Threatened to kill other men if she stared at them at for too long. It's not an idle threat. —CONTROLLING —Forces Jaden (a tomboy) to wear dresses, heels, the color pink, and other girly clothing she hates. No pants allowed. —Abuse (one of punishments involved breaking her wrist, and fracturing her ribs and jaw with his bare hands/arms.) —Trauma/PTSD —Manipulative (exploitation of trauma bonding and intermittent conditioning tactics.) —Isolation —Targeted/threatened to kill Jaden's entire family so she'd have nothing left if she tried to escape. And because she "belonged with him". —Darren got an uncle and he showed her a recording of how the uncle died: slowly and painfully. —She despises him. Unfortunately, her hatred turns him on. —Trapped —Darren is a billionaire. A crime lord. Way stronger than her (physically and martial-arts-wise). He has cops in his pocket, powerful allies on his side, and so on. —Torture —Life with Darren is a hurt/"comfort" rollercoaster – the "comfort" half part of the abuse. —He enjoys hurting her. —Tortured Jaden so hard that he broke this hardy, girlboss character. She only recovered because he wanted her to. Darren wants a toy he can tame over and over again, not a fully broken one. —"Between his belt, fists, and cock, by the time he was done, my body was one giant bruise." —Forced marriage —Made Jaden attend a sex trafficking auction with him to mitigate her PTSD symptoms through "exposure therapy". It didn't help her. —Unredeemed: This is a man who has broken many female slaves: he can't be fixed. Darren may care about Jaden – in his own twisted, messed up way – but he will always prioritize his wants over her happiness, and keep her enslaved. She'll never be his equal. Book five hasn't been released yet, but the other four have reinforced how much of a sadistic, unrepentant, and sick bastard he is. I hope Jaden kills this guy in book five.

6th Place

▲ Anthony Rawlings/Claire Nichols | The Consequences Series [and the companion books] by Aleatha Romig | A Woman's Worst Nightmare

[Tony's worst misdeeds took place in book one.] —Took full advantage of the massive wealth and power at his disposal. As one of the top wealthiest men in the United States, Claire could not escape him, nor hide. —OBSESSED —Paid off 215 thousand dollars of debt she owed, indebting her to him; "I currently own you, until your debt is paid." —STALKING (Before Tony kidnapped her: Six months of secretly recorded footage?!) —Wait a minute, he kept track of her for six years, actually?! What's that...? The true answer is ten years?! —Dehumanization: In the beginning, he used her as an object for his pleasure. Felt that she "deserved" it for revenge reasons. —Manipulative —Influenced the course of Claire's life without even meeting her face-to-face. For example, he ended the young woman's relationship with a college boyfriend, Simon, by contriving a situation where the boyfriend ended up moving to another state for an internship. —Kidnapping (a date rape drug, GHB, was a part of his abduction plan.) —Forced relationship —CONTROLLING (one of the worst control freaks on this list, and that's saying something!) —Controlled every aspect of Claire's new life: what she could or could not do, her schedule, how she dressed, what she wore, who she could talk to, and so on. And she wasn't allowed to drive. —He even micromanaged her body language down to the smallest detail. —Rape —Sex prisoner —Abuse (he called it "operant conditioning": positive consequences for positive behavior — negative consequences for negative behavior.) —Torture —Isolation (used as a manipulation tool.) —Trauma/PTSD —She was always under surveillance by cameras in his mansion. —Made her watch traumatizing recordings of him abusing her. As punishment. —Enraged at a perceived betrayal, he beat Claire within an inch of her life. She nearly died, and ended up with chronic headaches moving forward. —Tony "promised" Claire he would try his best to never physically hurt her again, but only if she never gave him cause to hit her again. How do you think that went? —Trauma bonding: To such a brainwashing-esque degree, it was as if Tony had Claire under a kind of "mental thrall". The trauma bonding... was used against Claire in court. —Dubiously-consensual marriage (Book 1) —"Do you have any idea of the consequences if you did decide to leave me?" —She was completely financially dependent on him. —Kept her isolated from her sister and other people who weren't him or his staff. —POSSESSIVE: Tony ordered the assassination of Claire's former boyfriend, just because they had a friendly conversation and he got jealous about it! It turns out Simon died at someone else's hands, but I'm not letting Tony of the hook here. Intent! —A jealous Tony talking about himself and Claire: "At present I believe you need to concentrate on showing me my wife is first and foremost concerned with pleasing her husband." —After failing a secret test of his, Tony framed Claire for attempted murder against him by having her hand him a poisoned coffee on camera and then intentionally drinking it during a web conference. Making her look guilty. At court, the prosecutor (in Tony's pocket) successfully painted her as a lying, scheming gold-digger. —Once again, Claire could not escape nor hide from him. (Book 2) —The effects of Tony's "lessons" (molding her into a perfectly obedient companion) and "operant conditioning" (abuse) lingered on past book one, making Claire more inclined towards being compliant with him despite herself. This didn't get fully dealt with until far into book three. ☆ Redeemed: A pretty solid redemption arc! Tony's remorse and apologies were followed by actions. The CEO put genuine effort into changing his toxic, controlling ways; this involved modifying old behavior for the better, doing some prison time, getting therapy, admitting his faults and misdeeds, treating Claire as an equal, and standing by his promise to never take her agency away from her ever again. In short, Tony went from being a woman's-worst-nightmare type of control freak to a good husband.

Due to Tony's redemption arc, this pairing would rank lower than one containing an asshole CEO or billionaire character with the same exact misdeeds as him, but unredeemed.

However, as for John the Doctor/His Wife, they got bumped down because John (while also a controlling POS) wasn't amongst the top wealthiest men in the country. What's more, Tony, the extent of his power, and the control he had over Claire, beat John in the problematic and nightmare fuel departments.

7th Place

▲ John the Doctor/The Yellow Wallpaper's Narrator | The Yellow Wallpaper | Medical Misogyny Personified

—Controlling —Manipulative —Confinement —Trapped —Isolation —Abuse —Torture (mental) —Trauma bonding —Infantilized his wife. —She went insane because of her dismissive, doctor husband. —John is 19th century patriarchy personified. —Unredeemed

8th Place

▲ Christopher Davenport/Anna Champion | Lemonade by Nina Pennachi | Silent Suffering

—Rape —Manipulative — Obsessed (with Anna and revenge; she suffered because of said two things.) —Possessive —Controlling —Forced marriage —Trapped (used her taken virginity and apparent pregnancy so he could coerce her into marrying him.) —Turns out she wasn't pregnant, but he threatened to make that happen if she didn't marry him. —Abuse —Trauma/PTSD —Chris used the 19th patriarchy against Anna. —Wanted to control Anna and put the poor young woman "in her place," forcing her into the role of a doormat. —Threatened her family repeatedly to make her comply. —Got his victim's family to like him. She couldn't tell them about the rape; given Chris' threats, and her father's poor health. They thought he was a "good guy". An abuse victim's worst nightmare. —Her spirit took a severe blow when Chris destroyed her porcelain doll. —Trauma bonding —Unredeemed (at least he admitted that out of everyone, he hurt her the most.) —Why did he start treating Anna terribly? Rude behavior on her part. Nothing major. Unfortunately for her, his damaged ego can't abide small insults either. He was alluding to this when he told her she had "provoked him to do the unthinkable." Petty

9th

▲ Valentino/Angel Dust | Hazbin Hotel | An Eternal Pimp

—Forced relationship —Slavery (owns Angel's soul) —Abuse —Rape —Trauma/PTSD —Possessive —Coerced Angel into doing sex work/being a sex slave —Physically assaults him —Takes a large cut of Angel's money.

10th Place

▲ Oh Sangwoo/Yoon Bum | Killing Stalking | No One’s Safe From This Straight Dude

—Forced relationship —Codependent —Stalking —Kidnapping —Dehumanization —Used him as a replacement for his mother. —Broke both of Bum's legs with a sledgehammer. —Rape —Sex prisoner —Abuse —Torture (physical and mental) —Trauma/PTSD —Coerced Bum into being his accomplice. —Trauma bonding —Murder attempt —Unredeemed

▲ Sean Culhane/Catherine Enderly | Stormfire by Christine Monson

—Kidnapping —Dehumanization (to him, she was a symbol of English oppression towards the Irish.) —Abuse —Rape —Sex prisoner —Jealous —Trauma bonding —Dubiously-consensual relationship —Trauma/PTSD —Gave her to his men to treat her however they pleased. He even encouraged their lust by fondling Catherine's bare breasts in their presence before leaving her with them. She wasn't raped and he took her back, but this makes up for nothing. I don't care if he did this in the heat of the moment: she would have been gang-raped if the five men hadn't stopped themselves. —Left her "to rot" in a dark cell for three months. —She was starved by his mistress. I'm blaming him too, seeing as he left the mistress in charge of feeding Catherine. —Sean and Catherine's unborn child starved to death. —Not that long after releasing Catherine from the cell and transferring her to a barred bedroom, he broke her ribs. When she was still recovering from her starved state. —Forced Catherine to go horse riding (her ribs were still broken, by the way) and she nearly died because of that. —She became catatonic-like over the death of her unborn child. —Shoddy redemption: Feeling guilt alone just won't cut it, especially when the abusive behavior keeps happening. Well, at least he also got whumped by the story.

▲ Derek Hawke/Marietta Danver | The Marietta Danver Trilogy by Jennifer Wilde

—Slavery —Dubiously-consensual relationship —Controlling —Abuse —Hawke would have given the woman he liked a "very sound beating" (his words), if a random copperhead had not bitten him just in the nick of time. Sadly, he survived. —Rape —I'm not going to rank Hawke's relationship with Marietta lower on this list simply because he only raped her once and wasn't rape-happy. Marietta and book 1 downplayed his douchebaggery plenty by pointing out how "less awful" he was compared to the other asshole dudes in this story. Hell, even Hawke himself did it some time after he forced himself on her (paraphrasing what he said): "Stop complaining, Marietta. You've had it easy these past months: I could have treated you so much worse — could have raped you from day one, for example — but I didn't. Do you see what a damn good master I've been?" Oh, btw, he only had 30 slaves instead of 100 like the other planters! Isn't he swell? Also, also, he didn't punish his slaves very often, but when he did, he gave them a beating they wouldn't soon forget. You see: Derek Hawke isn't so bad! /s Like with Aric von Schmidt, I won't let Hawke "lesser evil" his way out of this one. —Sold his lover, thinking she was going to end up in a brothel. Out of spite. —Trauma bonding. —Shoddy redemption: Feeling bad about your misdeeds isn't enough, Derek. You have to change as a person too. He didn't apologize, either. —Kept being a jerk in the sequel. —Their relationship made her deeply unhappy. —Was never going to marry her on account of her lower social status. —Thought she would have been content as his mistress. —Did not bother looking for her after she got abducted by pirates. She looked for him. —And after finding him, Marietta finally admitted that she'd always come fourth place to his ambitions.

▲ Nikolas Constantinos/Jessica Stanton | All That Glitters by Linda Howard

—The story's main conflict stems from Nilkolas mistreating Jessica over her "gold-digging whore" status. Unbeknost to everyone, she was secret virgin, but this man and others deemed her a gold-digger because she married an elderly man at the age of 18. Not for his money, and she didn't have sex with him; theirs was a platonic relationship. However, people were judgemental jerks, so she got a bad rap. —Obsessed (Nikolas wanted to bed her very badly.) —Stalking —Trespassed into her home. —Forced relationship —Manipulative —Abuse (lasted for most of the book and he didn't grovel whatsoever.) —Nikolas emotionally abused, intimidated, and non-consensually touched Jessica. —She was generally afraid of provoking Nikolas' temper. —Trauma bonding (it would explain why she fell in love with a man who treated her poorly more often than not.) —He didn't want to marry Jessica, and felt she was only "worthy" of becoming his mistress. But he ended up begrudgingly marrying her. However... —Nikolas made her sign a cruel prenup that, to name one example, wouldn't have let her keep custody of their children if she had divorced him. —Dubiously-consensual marriage —Trapped —About an escape attempt: "I would have had you back within two days at the most." —PTSD/Trauma —Rape (he bullied into having sex with him.) —Told her she had to fulfill her "marital duties". —Their first time having sex made Jessica fear him even more. —Blamed her for how roughly he treated her during their coupling. —Claimed he pursued her "out of love," yet kept making it about sex. I can totally buy that he fell "in lust" with Jessica, but love? I don't buy it at all. —The stupid, peach-colored wedding dress: She wanted a white one (her way of conveying her virginity) for their wedding. What did Nikolas do instead? He didn't respect Jessica's wishes and made her wear the peach one (a color he thinks a non-virgin should wear) anyway. Worse still, he never give her a proper apology for going against her wishes so cruelly. —Unredeemed: He continued to be a prick, even after discovering the truth about Jessica's virginity. Didn't grovel or change for the better. Thus, I won't give him props for doing the bare minimum and telling her he was going to tear up the messed up prenup agreement. He shouldn't have made her sign it in the first place. What's more, an actual gold-digger wouldn't deserved that kind of treatment either, period.

▲ Anthony Welles/Cassie Brougham | Devil's Embrace by Catherine Coulter

—Forced relationship —Dubiously-consensual relationship —Obsessed —Manipulative —Stalking —Dehumanization —Welles couldn't get Cassie's mother, so he become obsessed with her as well. Didn't see Cassie as her own person until she turned 17. —Age gap exploited —Grooming —"I’ve never known a man to raise his own wife." —Kidnapping —Rape —Trauma bonding —Welles had his cousin (Cassie's governess) raise Cassie to his liking. She helped him kidnap her. —Unredeemed (he got everything he wanted.)

▲ Fire Lord Ozai/Ursa | Avatar: the Last Airbender

—Forced marriage —Isolation —Rape: Technically, yes. She never wanted to marry him in the first place. —Controlling —Abuse —Trauma/PTSD —Ozai also abused their children. —Jealous —He mistreated Zuko in particular as a way of punishing Ursa. —Unredeemed

▲ Heathcliff/Isabella Linton | Wuthering Heights

—Forced marriage (Isabella wanted to marry Heathcliff at first, but changed her mind when she found herself trapped in her horrible marriage.) —Married her as part of his revenge scheme, not because he liked her. The guy hated Isabella so much, he wished he could "beat her black and blue." However, Heathcliff couldn't go all out on her (physically speaking). Practical reasons. —Imprisonment —Controlling —Manipulative —Abuse —Rape —Murder attempt (Heathcliff throwing a knife at her, hitting her in the neck, definitely counts.) —He would have certainly given her quite the beating, if Hindley hadn't tackled him. She escaped Wuthering Heights at last. —Abused their son, Linton —Linton died, mostly because of Healthcliff's neglect. His father didn't want to spend money on a doctor for him. To Heathcliff, Linton's life was "not worth a farthing." —Unredeemed

▲ Apollo/Persephone | Lore Olympus

—Unrequited —Rape —Trauma/PTSD —Entitled —Obsessed —Manipulative —Stalking —Took advantage of his higher position. —He blackmailed Persephone to keep quiet about her sexual assault, or else he would spread the photos he took of that moment. —Kept trying to force marriage upon her. —Tried using a True Love arrow (forced love) on the goddess —Unredeemed, and I stand by this: the arrow (it pierced him instead of Persephone) forced Apollo into feeling terrible regarding his actions towards Persephone. That's not true redemption: the key thing about a redemption arc is the desire to change as a person on the villain's part. Willingly. Apollo wouldn't have ever done that on his own, period. He didn't regret any of his misdeeds.

▲ Christian Grey/Anastasia Steele | Fifty Shades

—Controlling —Wanted Ana not to work. He even bought the company she worked for to have more control. —Manipulative —The goddamn BDSM contact, and the NDA (non-disclosure agreement). >:c —Stalking (purchased Ana's place of work and tracked her cell phone.) —Abuse —Rape —Possessive —At an art gallery show, Christian bought a whole set of photographs of Ana so no one else could look at them. —Isolation —Did not want Ana to have a child. He was afraid she would chose it over him. —Shoddy redemption

▲ Mr. B/Pamela Andrews | Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson | Proto-Romance Novel | Proto-Fandom; Pamelists vs. Anti-Pamelists | People Wrote Pamela Fanfiction

—Unrequited (until it wasn't) —Dubiously-consensual relationship —Treated Pamela as his property. —Mr. B certainly took advantage of his position as Pamela's employer and master. —Would NOT take no for an answer. —Forcefully kissed her many times. —Attempted rape (was interrupted every time by Pamela fainting.) —Kidnapping —Jealous —Abuse —Trauma/PTSD —Obsessed —Manipulative —Trauma bonding —Pamela contemplated drowning herself in the garden pond after her failed escape attempt. —Read her diary entries against her wishes. >:c —His offers were so underhanded. He would have gotten sex out of them if she'd said yes. —Disguised himself as a maid and got into bed with her. Tried taking her by force, once again. She fainted. —Watched her undress whilst disguised. —Changed his approach and started acting nicer towards Pamela to change her mind. Not out of remorse, at first. Underwent a genuine heel-face turn later. —Convinced her to marry him, getting what he wanted at last. —Shoddy redemption: At least Pamela became financially secure for the rest of her life. Mr. B secured an independence for her in case he died.

▲ The Joker/Harley Quinn | Batman

—Manipulative —Controlling —Abuse —Joker treats Harley like a punching bag. —Murder attempts —Trauma bonding —Codependent —They are the Cycle of Abuse couple! Check out Mad Love, the Batman Adventures comic written by Paul Dini and Bruce Timm. —Unredeemed

▲ Ahmed Ben Hassan/Diana Mayo | The Sheik by E. M. Hull | Proto-Bodice Ripper

—Kidnapping —Rape —Sex prisoner —Abuse —Dehumanization —Trauma/PTSD —Ahmed starting mistreating Diana in the first place because he was taking his hatred of the English out on her. —Dubiously-consensual relationship ☆ Redeemed: Good enough

▲ Daemon Targaryen/Rhaenyra Targaryen | House of the Dragon

—Age gap exploited —Manipulative —Grooming —Brought her to a brothel in an attempt to ruin her reputation and sully her in the eyes of other suitors. That way, no one else but him would marry her. —Did not take her virginity there when he realized she was enjoying their outercourse. Couldn't handle not being in control that much, dude? He would have gone through with it if she hadn't been willing? —Left her alone at the brothel. —Murder attempt (choked his wife) —You bet I'm counting it as a murder attempt.

▲ Coriolanus Snow/Lucy Gray Baird | The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

—Dubiously-consensual relationship (due to the mentor–tribute dynamic.) —Manipulative —Thought Lucy "was an exception to the rule". Hell, she "wasn't really district," even. This was Snow convincing himself that the district girl was "one of the good ones" so he could deem her worthy of him. —Possessive —Obsessed —Murder attempt/successful murder? —Unredeemed

▲ Erik, the Phantom of the Opera/Christine Daaé

—Unrequited —Obsessed —Stalking —Kidnapping —Entitled —Controlling —Abuse —Murder attempt —Threatened to blow up the Opera and kill everyone inside (his object of obsession among them), if Christine didn't marry him. ☆ Redeemed: Let Christine go and never bothered her again.

▲ Sebastian Everett/Isabelle Walsh | Virtue & Vanity by Astrid Jane Ray

—Forced marriage (their respective, crappy parents forced them. It wasn't Isabelle's fault.) —Trapped —Isabelle's godawful mother tricked (didn't let her read the contract) and blackmailed her daughter into marrying Sebastian. Unfortunately, the man mistook Isabelle for a gold-digger because he believed she wanted divorce money in exchange for providing him with an heir. Needless to say, she was in the dark about what the contract entailed. And Sebastian, feeling trapped... —Also blamed Isabelle, who he saw as her mother's "accomplice". Used this as a justification to mistreat her. —Made his wife drink alcohol and enjoyed her distress. He thought Isabelle's aversion to alcohol had been some purity act. No, it was the result of trauma. —Rape (happened the same day they got married; he made Isabella consummate their marriage, despite her frightened protests.) —“You can and you will. What did you think? That you could play wife to me? This is what you signed up for, baby girl.” (this is Sebastian treating her like a scheming gold-digger. A gold-digger would NOT have deserved it either. Marital rape is still rape.) —Trauma/PTSD —Abuse —Controlling —Terrorized her for a while, rape threats amongst his verbal abuse. I don't care if they were mostly empty (not entirely – he'd already resorted to rape once, and did not respect Isabelle's wishes); Sebastian knew she found his behavior distressing, yet he kept making them anyway. —"You won’t let me? Do you really think I need your permission?" —He slapped Isabelle so hard, her face got bruised. This was his response to the terrified woman locking herself in a bathroom. —Removed the locks on all the bathroom doors. —Made her sleep in the same bed as him. —Non-consensual touching: it doesn't matter if his touches had better intentions behind them now; she still wasn't willing at the time. —Trauma bonding —Dubiously-consensual relationship (did she have a choice?) —Intending to marry his lover again, Sebastian had Isabelle sign a divorce agreement without letting her read it. “Sebastian, I’m sorry but I won’t sign something I haven’t read.” (let her make choices, man.) —Shoddy redemption: Sebastian apologized many times and made amends. Changed for the better in significant ways before he married Isabelle a second time. However, he never really stopped imposing his will on her from start to finish. A significant strike against him, when you factor in his rape of her and the central issue at hand: Isabelle not having a choice. For that reason, Sebastian's redemption arc is flawed.

△ Top-Tier starts here! △

Medium-Tier/Orange

🔶️ King Shahryar/Shahrazad | The Arabian Nights

—Trapped —Shahrazad offered herself to the misogynist Sultan to save more women from getting beheaded. You see, he would "marry " a new one every night, then had her killed the next morning. Shahrazad kept herself alive by telling him stories with cliff-hangers every night, until she ran out of material on the 1,001th night. Instead of killing Shahryar, he married her. —Would have had her executed, if she hadn't been such a brilliant storyteller. —Heel-face turn: The Sultan became a better person as those nights went by. The tales' moral lessons sunk in, apparently. However... —Shoddy redemption: This guy didn't face any consequences for killing thousands of women.

🔶️ The Darkling/Alina Starkov | The Shadow and Bone Trilogy by Leigh Bardugo

[Before they became enemies.] —Manipulative —Darkling wanted Alina for her power. —Treated her as an object. —Had been manipulating and lying to her all along. —Her letters didn't reach Mal because of his orders. —Planned on enslaving her. —Unredeemed

🔶️ Queenie Goldstein/Jacob Kowalski | Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

—Enchanted (mind-control) Jacob to make him marry her. He he was afraid of getting Queenie in trouble with the Wizarding law, thus didn't want marriage. She didn't respect his wishes and made him do what she wanted. —Joined the muggle-hating, wizard supremacists. Said she did it "for Jacob", despite him begging her not to, but again: she didn't listen. Queenie regretted her decision in the third movie, but still... —Shoddy redemption

🔶️ Misa Amane/Light Yagami | Death Note

—Unrequited, but Light used her obsession with him to his advantage. —Mutually dysfunctional relationship —Stalking —Obsessed —Forced herself into Light's life. —Possessive —Blackmailed him into becoming her boyfriend. —Told him she'd kill any girl he attempted to date. —Light wanted to kill her. —Abuse (Light) —Manipulative (Light) —Light only saw Misa as a puppet and never cared about her.

—Unredeemed

🔶️ Hal Stewart/Roxanne Ritchi | Megamind

—Unrequited —Obsessed —Stalking —Would not take no for an answer. —Possessive —"This is for stealing my girlfriend!" —Self-centered —Entitled —"You're supposed to be with me!" —Left Roxanne stranded on top of a building after she told him they would never be a thing. —Murder attempt —Unredeemed

🔶️ Scott Blackstone/Sydney Evans | You Can Have Manhattan by P. Dangelico

—Forced marriage (marriage of convenience.) —Scott's father, Frank, blackmailed him into marrying Sydney for the sake of his land. Sydney agreed to marry Scott so she could become the new CEO of Frank's company. —Mutually dysfunctional relationship (they both disliked each other initially.) —Was taking his anger at Frank out on Sydney. It's not her fault your asshole father resorted to blackmail, Scott. —Possessive —Had Sydney stay in a crappy, unheated cabin with no hot water. In the dead of winter. And made her think it was his actual home, but no: he was sneaking off to his super comfortable mansion, where he took hot showers, whilst she froze her butt off. Sydney lived in the cabin for three weeks and slept on an inflatable mattress there. Worse still, he never even apologized for any of it. >:c —She kept Frank's cancer diagnosis secret from her husband at the old man's behest. Scott's reaction went too far. —Scott purported to love his wife, yet he publicly humiliated Sydney (at her place of work) before the board of directors and fired her from her position as CEO of the Blackstone company, singlehandedly destroying this work-oriented businesswoman's career and her reputation in a matter of days. Plus, announced that he planned on divorcing her while he was at it. —"I'd known exactly how to hurt her––take away what she held most dear, the only thing she had left: her career. And I’d gone after it with everything I had, hadn’t I? It was a maneuver straight out of the art of war by Frank Blackstone." [Very calculated of you. It wasn't done in the heat of the moment.] —Shoddy redemption: I don't care if Scott gave Sidney the company at the end; his retaliation towards her was very much out of proportion to her supposed misdeed, and he didn't try to fix her ruined reputation. This guy did not atone enough for worst offenses.

🔶️ Andre Grandier/Oscar François de Jarjayes | The Rose of Versailles

—Jealous —Possessive —Sexual assault —Forcefully kissed Oscar, held her down, and started to tear at her shirt. He stopped there. —Murder attempt —Nearly poisoned Oscar because he couldn't have her. Fortunately, he changed his mind just in the nick of time, and stopped her from drinking the poisoned drink. —Never told Oscar that he tried to kill her.

🔶️ Kuvira/Bataar Jr. Beifong | The Legend of Korra

—Murder attempt —Kuvira tried to kill her enemies (who were all gathered in one spot) by blasting them with spirit energy, even if that meant killing Baatar alongside them. For the sake of conquest. —She kept excusing what she did to him: "it broke my heart when I had to choose the Earth Empire over a life with you." No, she didn't. If their positions had been reserved, Baatar wouldn't have done it. ☆ Redeemed: Flawed and rushed redemption arc, but I can live with it. Regarding Baatar... I disliked that she didn't properly apologize to him.

🔶️ Anakin Skywalker/Padme Amidala | Star Wars

—Obsessed —Controlling (in the Clovis episodes, unfortunately) —Possessive (Clovis arc, once again) —Force-choked his pregnant wife out of anger. —Murder attempt (he force-choked her until she lost consciousness!) —Murder (indirectly) —Padme would have hated how Anakin treated their children whilst he served the Empire. ☆ Redeemed

🔶️ Jacob Black/Bella Swan | Twilight

—Unrequited —Obsessed —Wouldn't stop coming onto her. —Jealous —Manipulative —Forced himself on Bella. —Threated to kill himself if she didn't kiss him. —Was going to kill her child. —Imprinted on the baby instead, and did not stay the fuck away from Renesmee.

🔶️ Fitzwilliam Darcy/Elizabeth Bennet | Reverie & Rancour: A Pride & Prejudice Vagary

—Forced marriage —Trapped (this story takes place in the 19th century: she couldn't simply divorce her cold, resentful husband.) —In this retelling, Elizabeth and Darcy ended up getting married on account of Mrs. Bennet's interference. He thought Elizabeth plotted with her mother to trap him into marriage. Elizabeth did no such thing, but he wouldn't believe her. —Abuse (of the emotional, financial, and neglectful kind.) —Financial: "Elizabeth would have nothing from him. No pin money. No settlement in the case of Darcy's death, beyond her own meagre dowry and lifetime rights to Pemberley Grange, a miserable cottage buried in the woods north of the great house. Elizabeth would not benefit a jot, and her husband's disdain would be visible to all the world. With no pin money, she would be required to beg him for the very clothes on her back. She would know his disapprobation and feel his generosity in even providing the shelter of marriage. Perhaps one day, she would be properly humbled, would beg his forgiveness and set out to win his favour. He would extend his largesse to her, of course, with proper evidence of contrition. Perhaps she would weep in gratitude, kiss his hands, fall to her knees..." —Worst of all, she got sick and nearly died because of her inadequate winterwear – which was his fault. Darcy didn't allot her enough pin money for the clothing she NEEDED. He said her "basic needs would be supplied", but nope! —Dehumanization —Didn't really look at his wife for months, hence the reason why her declining health went unnoticed by him She was a "siren" (threat) in eyes, someone he did not want to develop warmer feelings towards. —Took no action whilst his family members and servants disrespected her.

—Forbade Elizabeth from writing to her family. There was no contact at all for months. "You are fair to your tenants, and your staff think well of you. I cannot but wish that you had at any time in our acquaintance shown to me the same generosity." —Trauma/PTSD —Shoddy redemption: I'm not giving him a redemption star for being a fair and generous man to his wife at last, which was the bare minimum.

🔶️ Shigure Sohma/Akito Sohma | Fruits Basket

—The Sohma curse bound Shigure to Akito. This made the Zodiacs obey her. —Mutually dysfunctional relationship —Obsessed (Both) —Jealous (Both) —Manipulative —Possessive (Both) —Shigure wanted Akito all to himself. —Withheld affection from her on account of his possessive nature. —Cheating (Both) —Self-centered (Both) —Controlling —Akito clawed his face when she thought he was going to leave her. —Shigure got what he wanted. —Slept with Akito's arch-nemesis mother to get back at her.

🔶️ Alessandro De Lucci/Theresa Noble De Lucci | The Unwanted Wife by Natasha Anders

—Forced marriage (on his end first, then hers.) —Theresa's father made Sandro wed his daughter and remain married to her until they gave him a grandson, or he wouldn't sell Sandro's father's vineyard back to the De Luccis. As a consequence, Sandro ended up resenting Theresa. He thought she had been aware of her father's plan, but no. She wasn't guilty of anything. —Abuse (emotional; unapologetic, cold demeanor, lack of affection, no direct eye-contact, put-downs, didn't bother learning anything about her, nor introduced her to his friends and family. :c) —This abuse went on for almost two years. —Domineering —Prevented Theresa from divorcing him, using a loan he gave her cousin as leverage. He wanted that son first. If she left him, the cousin would lose her business. —"I have no respect for you, Theresa. . . not even as the potential mother of my child because, quite frankly, you can't even do that right." (he apologized, but still: terrible thing to say to someone who miscarried.) —Persistent (for good and for ill.) ☆ Redeemed: Sandro spent most of the book groveling and making amends. A very satisfying redemption arc!

🔶️ Gilbert Truman/Rose Davenport | Unforgivable by Joanna Chambers

—Unrequited (how it started.) —Forced marriage —Surviving her near-death experience with the chickenpox left Rose looking "plain". —Self-centered (Gil) —It wasn't Rose's fault she and Gil ended up married. —He only remained with her for about one month following their wedding. —Dumped Rose at a faraway estate and did not visit her at all for five years. —Spent those years sleeping with many other women in London. —He never accepted her invitations back to the estate for Christmas during said five years. >:c —Didn't start giving a damn about her until she was pretty. —Jealous (Gil) —Would not let go of the resentment he still felt for Rose. —He finally felt entirely sorry about his poor behavior towards her after she had a miscarriage. —Shoddy redemption —I'm 100% certain Gil would have never, ever changed his mind about Rose if she'd remained an "ugly duckling". The man is a shallow bastard.

🔶️ Minthe/Hades | Lore Olympus

—Mutually dysfunctional relationship —Cheating (Both) —Abuse —Minthe was the abuser, period. —Slapped Hades and told him he looks like his abusive father, triggering him. —Used the "nobody else would want you" abuse tactic. —Obsessed (She wouldn't accept that their relationship was over. Not until her...) ☆ Heel-face turn: Not a redemption arc, but she stopped bothering her ex.

🔶️ Velma Dinkley/Shaggy Rogers | Scooby Doo! Mystery Incorporated

—Obsessed —Controlling —Velma criticized Shaggy excessively. —She tried to change his personality. —Shaggy was afraid of her. —Told him he had to choose between her and Scooby. —Her behavior was emotionally abusive. ☆ Redeemed: She improved as a person after breaking up with Shaggy.

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Lower-Tier/Yellow

🟡 Rose Quartz/Pearl | Steven Universe

—Dubiously consensual relationship (the way it began...) —Slavery —Rose's owned Pearl: this (and the reason below) is why Pealrose ranked this high in this tier. For all of the other yellow-tier couples' flaws and dysfunctions, they didn't start off in a master/slave relationship. —Rose's final order to Pearl as Pink Diamond: Pearl couldn't physically disobey it. Rose exploited her lover's built-in slave programming to prevent her from revealing Rose's true identity.

—Codependent —Obsessed (Pearl) —Jealous (Pearl)

🟡 Severus Snape/Lily Evans | Harry Potter

—Unrequited —Was friends with Slytherins who were bigoted towards Lily. —Called her a slur in his anger. —Joined a hate group that went after people like Lily. —I can't stress enough the part about him joining the hate group whose activities led to Lily's murder at Voldemort's hands. Snape should have known it would have come to this eventually, one of his people targeting and killing her. —Bullied her son. ☆ Redeemed

🟡 Sissi Delmas/Ulrich Stern | Code Lyoko

—Unrequited —Obsessed —Manipulative —Stalking —Stole his diary. —Used said diary to blackmail Ulrich and make him go on a date with her. —Used her position as the principal's daughter to her advantage. —Exploited Ulrich's amnesia and told him she was his "sweetheart". Borderline non-consent territory right there! —Continued to pester him, even though he kept rebuffing her. —Did not apologize for her insistent advances on Ulrich. That said, she gradually improved as a person throughout the seasons.

🟡 Heathcliff/Catherine Earnshaw | Wuthering Heights

—Mutually dysfunctional relationship —Codependent —Jealous —Possessive —Obsessed —Stalking — "May she wake in torment!" —I don't think she would've been happy about him abusing her daughter and nephew, if she had lived.

🟡 Edward Cullen/Bella Swan | Twilight

—Controlling —Possessive —Stalking —Watched Bella sleep at night —Sabotaged Bella's car so she wouldn't go see Jacob. —Dumped Bella in the woods (he could have driven her home, at the very least) after breaking up with her.

🟡 Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Adrien Agreste | Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir

—Unrequited (and not!) This whole "love square" thing is silly. XD —Obsessed —Stalking —Possessive —Jealous — "What is she doing with MY Adrien?” —She memorized his entire schedule! Knew it by heart. —Has broken into his home. —She's tried keeping other girls from getting close to Adrien, romantically. —Adrien kept flirting with "Ladybug" and asking her out on a date despite her not being interested.

🟡 Maylen Ortesev/Alina Starkov | The Shadow and Bone Trilogy

—Mutually dysfunctional relationship —Jealous (Mal) —Possessive —Controlling —Self-centered (Mal) —Didn't want to see her wearing black ever again. —Did not accept Alina for who she was for the longest time. He wanted the powerless girl from their childhood back. —Got what he wanted anyway: she lost her powers at the end. —No apology

🟡 Catra/Adora | She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Before Adora and Catra both became enemies (they were fully on opposing sides following "The Sword Part 2"):

—Codependent —Possessive —Resentment (on Catra's part) towards Adora existed even before they became enemies. —Catra tased Adora when she turned her back to the cat girl, and then again when she was down. —Was not going to let Adora defect from the Horde without hurting her. ☆ Redeemed

I used to deem Catradora abusive, simply because they're a friends-to-enemies-to-lovers couple. Their shared history changed the usual ETL dynamic, where these kinds of couples usually start out just a strangers/enemies, not people who were friends initially — was my reasoning behind that thought process. But you know what? I was wrong. The stuff Catra put Adora through happened during the enemies phase of their relationship, when they were on opposing sides as combatants who could hold their own against each other. It wasn't an unequal relationship wherein one partner was dominating and controlling the other.

Therefore, calling this ship "abusive" isn't accurate.

🟡 Daphne Blake/Fred Jones | Scooby Doo! Mystery Incorporated

—Mutually dysfunctional —Obsessed (Daphe) —Self-centered (Both) —Daphne needed to tone down the intensity of her love (and she did!) -Jealous (both) —In one episode, Fred made a ridiculously long/detailed schedule for Daphne. He had her follow to know her location, and what she was doing 24/7 (out of fear of losing her). Thankfully, he apologized and his sudden controlling behavior didn't rear its ugly head again. Well, aside for one line in The Night the Clown Cried II: Tears of Doom. —Speaking of that Crybaby Clown three-parter, he also had problematic moments in those eps.

🟡 Rio Pacheco/Jerrica Benton | Jem

—Mutually dysfunctional relationship —Rio cheated on Jerrica with... herself (Jem). Lol —Jealous (both) —Jerrica never told Rio that she's Jem. He "hates deception, and hates liars." It's part of the reason why she kept her alter ego a secret from him.

🟡 Ulrich Stern/Yumi Ishiyama | Code Lyoko

—Will-they-won't-they rollercoaster! Much drama arose from this. —Jealous (Both) —Ulrich was so jealous of an 11-year-old having a crush on Yumi, he told the kid to follow her around (something she dislikes). So she would get upset with the kid. —So much miscommunication.

🟡 Kylo Ren/Rey | Star Wars

The "join me" moment between them in Snoke's throne room, as they stood before each other at the tail end of their alliance:

Kylo was coming from an earnest place when he made his appeal for Rey to join him; "You come from nothing. You're nothing. But not to me." This line wasn't some Machiavellian attempt at isolating Rey, making her dependent on him, or whatever other abuse accusations people have lobbed at him. Kylo meant it earnestly: Rey's nobody background (she wasn't part of any major bloodline — pre-TRoF retcon) didn't make her lesser in his eyes. He wanted to rule the Galaxy with her as his equal With that said, he did capitalize on Rey's emotional vulnerability to nudge her in the direction he wanted. What's more, "letting the past die" entailed betraying her friends and killing them. Not an isolation tactic, but misguided/callous advice from Kylo nonetheless. -- Kylo and Rey are Star Wars arch-enemies. They weren't in a committed relationship, where there was a power imbalance and a pattern of abusive behavior. They stood on opposite sides of a war. Furthermore, his actions towards her are your typical Star Wars fare between two arch-enemies, and run-of-the-mill, hero vs. villain happenings; fighting, violence, kidnappings, murder attempts, trying to kill the hero's friends, going after the hero, attempting to get said hero to join Team Bad Guy, and so on. Kylo didn't even do any of that stuff to Rey out of sadism towards her. Like I said, standard hero vs. villain stuff.

🟡 Sasuke Uchiha/Sakura Haruno | Naruto

—Obsessed —Sasuke found her annoying. —He was an absent husband.

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The Green Zone (Not part of the list)

If someone comes here, telling me that, say, Aang/Katara is "significantly problematic" (or abusive) due to the time he hid the rendezvous map from Katara and Sokka, this is where it will end up: the non-contenders section, where the inoffensive pairings belong.

Aang came clean, apologized, and learned his lesson. He was a scared kid, not an abuser.

Hunter/Willow Park (The Owl House) is also incredibly inoffensive.

Undecided (Not part of the list)

▲ Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham | Hannibal

Definitely heavyweight-material, but I haven't watched the show. As a consequence, I don't know where to place them exactly. And their dynamic appears... not so clear-cut?

• Adam Taurus/Blake Belladonna | RWBY

Was Adam shown abusing Blake in the episodes? When they were still on the same side? As enemies, they were no longer in a relationship.

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if kisses were snowflakes, i'd send you a blizzard

For the ice skating prompt for day one of SanUso Week 2024! @sanusoweek

RELATIONSHIPS: Usopp/Sanji, Usopp & Nami

SUMMARY: Usopp is certain that his big, fat crush on the pretty blond skater who frequents his workplace is completely unrequited. He's more than happy to be proven wrong.

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Guilty As Sin

Guilty As Sin https://ift.tt/6bM1aCO by sweatsarerealpants Ten years after the battle of Hogwarts, Hermione Granger is working as a researcher in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement with Harry, Ron and Draco. After her boyfriend cheats and publicly humiliates her, Hermione is free to act on her unrequited workplace crush. But will she? And is the crush unrequited after all? Also includes Nottpott and Panville because I’m a whore for them. Words: 13606, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Viktor Krum, Padma Patil, Pansy Parkinson, Neville Longbottom, Ginny Weasley, Cormac McLaggen, Blaise Zabini Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: Idiots in Love, Mutual Pining, dramione oneshot, Sexual Tension, Auror Draco Malfoy, DMLE | Department of Magical Law Enforcement (Harry Potter), Co-workers, Researcher Hermione Granger, panville, Draco Malfoy & Pansy Parkinson Friendship, Ministry of Magic Employee Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger & Pansy Parkinson Friendship, Minor Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Unspeakable Theodore Nott, Competent Hermione Granger, Competent Draco Malfoy, No Ron Weasley Bashing, Draco Malfoy & Ron Weasley Friendship, Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter Friendship, Pining Draco Malfoy, Pining Hermione Granger, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Explicit Sexual Content, Emotional Infidelity, Protective Draco Malfoy, Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation, Hermione Granger Has a Praise Kink, POV Hermione Granger, POV Draco Malfoy, Porn With Plot, I added nottpott again because i couldn't nott, sue me via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/auwSl2Y July 21, 2024 at 01:07AM

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As You Wish

〖Notes: Wow, this should've been done days ago but my period is kicking my ass. Not going to lie I write this purely because it made me feel a little better. ALSO, LENA'S FAVORITE MOVIE BEING 'TITANIC' IS CANON, DON'T COME FOR ME :,)〗

〖Summary: Lena is really bad at being sick.〗

〖Word Count: 3.9k (I maybe went overboard)〗

〖Pairing: Kara x Sick Lena〗

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Kara bounced over to Lena’s office with a grin on her face and a box of donuts in her hands. It had been months since she had been able to see her best friend what with the overwhelming number of alien attacks on National City and Lena fighting to prove that she was worthy of respect through meeting after painstaking meeting.

But finally, the brunette had a free fifteen minutes and the Kryptonian (while still on call) managed to get the day off both from CatCo and from Supergirl-ing. Both women had been working themselves to the bone for the past several weeks and hadn’t had a whole lot of time to catch up.

Kara had decided that since she knew they both had a bit of time, she would surprise her friend with sugary treats and gossip. She had caught two of her coworkers hooking up in the copier room and was dying to tell someone besides Alex.

The biochemist turned alien hunter hadn’t particularly cared about the workplace drama, she was more focused on not dying. In hindsight, perhaps she shouldn’t have brought it up during an attack, but when wasn’t there an attack lately?

Sometimes she felt as if her presence in the city did more harm than good. Sure, she protected the citizens from danger, but she also knew that she had a large role in drawing potentially dangerous aliens and groups to them.

Shoving the unwelcome thought aside Kara rapped softly on the door to Lena’s office, butterflies in her stomach. She had had a minor crush on the other woman since they had first met but decided to keep her unrequited love to herself. There was no need to ruin such a wonderful friendship over a silly crush.

“Come in,” The rasp that came from the other side of the door could not be called a voice and it made Kara’s heart jump. She’d only ever been sick once before, but she knew what sick people sounded like. Alex had gotten a cold a few months ago and she had sounded as if she had a literal frog stuck in her throat.

She opened the door and poked her head in, a frown crossing her face at the sight before her. Lena was sitting on her couch, laptop on the table in front of her, her shirt and pants rumpled. She was surrounded by used tissues, and an empty box sitting beside her laptop. She was hunched over typing away, shivering violently as her fingers danced across the keys.

“Hey, Kara.” She mumbled, barely glancing up from the screen. Her brilliant green eyes were glassy with fever, and she was sniffling every few seconds, taking a break from her computer only to wipe her nose on her damp sleeve. There was a sheen of sweat on her forehead and her typically immaculate hair was a mess, wispy pieces plastered against her damp skin.

“Oh Lena, you look awful.” The superhero breathed, rushing to her side. She cleared aside a spot on the coffee table and put the box of sugary treats down, her full attention now on assessing Lena’s illness. She didn’t know much about human illness, but this was probably bad.

The blonde slipped her palm over the CEO’s forehead, her frown deepening at the heat rising off of her skin. Lena pushed her away halfheartedly, not looking away from the email that she was writing. It was long, at least five paragraphs, and she was still working going. Kara hadn’t exactly read over her shoulder, but she had seen a few clauses and it was clearly not a friendly message.

“What’s this?” She asked softly, deciding that she should be a little bit worried. The way it was worded sounded almost like Lena was in a battle for her life. The blonde saw tears fill the other woman’s eyes, but she shook her head quickly taking a quick gasp of air.

“N-nothing, just some stuff with Edge. It’s fine. You brought donuts?” The millionaire sniffled, biting her chapped lip. She leaned over and opened the box, peering at the pastries with eyes filled with disinterest. She was simply trying to draw attention away from whatever was going on with the Edge and from her obvious sickness.

“Don’t try to distract me with food. You are sick. Come on, I’m taking you home.” Kara replied, pulling the conversation back on track. They could unpack the issues with Edge later, what was most important was nursing Lena back to health.

“I’m fine Kar, it’s nothing. So, how have you been?” Her argument would’ve been more convincing had it not been for the slight chatter of her teeth and the congestion muddling her words. Her eyes were dull, and her nose was running slightly, it didn’t seem like she noticed.

“Y-you got,” Kara gestured to her own nose, a pang of sympathy racing through her heart. It made her sad to see this wonderful, amazing woman in this state of physical discomfort and she felt so powerless to help. Literal superpowers are no good when you can’t help the people you love.

Lena’s cheeks flushed darker, and she reached for a tissue, her mouth dropping open slightly when she realized that there were none. With a grimace on her face, she brought her sleep up to her dripping appendage and wiped it clean, looking embarrassed.

“’m so sorry about this, my allergies have been—”

“Lena, honey, you’re sick. Let me take you home, I’ll pick up some soup from Noonan’s, we can watch Titanic and you can get some rest. Come on, you aren’t well enough to work right now. You’ve gotta give that big brain of yours a rest.” Kara murmured, the pet name slipping out without her approval. Thankfully, Lena didn’t seem to notice, she was too preoccupied with not crying.

“I appreciate that you care, I really do, but I can’t leave. I have a meeting in five minutes and another right after that. Then there’s the opening of the psych wing at the hospital which I have to be there for.” The brunette broke into a fit of coughing and even without using her super hearing, Kara could hear the crackling in her lungs. That was bad.

“No, you don’t. I’ll have Jess cancel your meetings and someone will go for you to the ward opening at the hospital. They’ll understand, they probably won’t want you there anyway, sickie.” The reporter teased gently, nudging her with an elbow. Lena sniffled pitifully and looked up with teary eyes, a tiny smile appearing on her badly cracked lips.

“Kara, I can’t, thank you for the donuts but you need to go, I have to set up for my meeting.” Damnit, Kara thought she had it with that one. But no, there was no way that the genius was going down without a fight, even if the fight was simply the same thing back and forth.

“Lena Kieran Luthor, I know that you are a busy woman, but right now you need to rest. You need to sleep this off. Just let me help you, please.” Begging. She had resorted to begging. And it worked! Kara watched Lena’s crumbling resolve break as the woman hunched over, hanging her head in regret and shame.

“Okay. Just let me get my things.” She mumbled, sounding defeated. Kara smiled and squeezed her elbow, offering silent comfort.

“Let me take care of it. Can you stand?” The blonde asked, grabbing the waste basket so that she could dispose of the sea of tissues surrounding the CEO. Lena nodded, but didn’t move, just sat there, and stared at her computer, eyes unfocused.

Kara just continued to gather her things, cleaning up the office a bit so that it wouldn’t be an utter disaster when the brunette returned to work. When she was done, she put a hand on Lena’s shoulder, prompting the woman to look up.

“Come on Le, let’s get you home.”

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Kara absolutely hated cars. They were cramped, too slow, and smelled like other people. If she had a choice, she would have just flown Lena back to her penthouse, but that may have given away the fact that she was an alien superhero who occasionally prevented the city/world from being blown up or overrun. Just maybe.

She had complained under her breath the entire time, pointing out the safety issues while Lena listened dutifully listened, nodding along with the woman’s ridiculous critiques of her very safe vehicle.

The ride back to the penthouse was only twenty minutes, but they were some of the longest twenty minutes of Kara’s life. This was saying a lot considering that she was trapped in the phantom zone for 24 years. At least then she had been comfortably unconscious, unable to consider how terrifying her situation was. She vowed never to enter a vehicle again without her powers. It was far too dangerous.

“Do you think you can walk?” The blonde asked, helping her shivering maybe crush out of the back of the moderately sized limo. Lena nodded silently and stumbled out, a soft groan escaping her lips as her head spun in protest.

“Woah, easy. Come here you, it’s okay.” Kara murmured, wrapping an arm around the brunette’s waist. She looked momentarily shocked but settled into the helpful half embrace. With the woman’s support, they made it inside and Lena found herself realizing just how weak she was. They had walked maybe twenty feet to get over to the elevator and she was panting, her head swimming with exhaustion and fever.

“S’out of order?” The CEO practically whimpered, dread crossing her face. Tears had already started to well up in her eyes while any hope that she had left her. There was no way that she could make it up all of those stairs, even with Kara’s assistance. She already felt like she would pass out if she stood for too much longer.

“Um…do, do you want me to carry you?” Kara asked, sounding a bit flustered. Her cheeks were pink with embarrassment, and she was doing her best to hide the humiliation. As miserable as she looked, Lena was undeniably adorable with that little pout on her lips and those big, beautiful emerald-green eyes.

No, bad Kara. She’s sick, she’s confused, and most important of all she’s your best friend.

“I, Kara…are you…,” Lena paused to look into the blonde’s big blue eyes and felt herself relax. Kara was just so incredibly kind, gentle, and willing to do anything to take care of her loved ones. She sniffled pitifully and nodded, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Um…y-yes please.” She whispered, knowing that there was really nothing else that she could do. She wouldn’t be walking, and it wasn’t like she could sleep in the lobby. This was the only choice that she had.

Kara slipped her bag over her shoulder and very carefully eased Lena into her arms, holding the brunette in a bridal carry. She was alarmed by just how light her friend was, sure she had superpowers, but she made a mental note to remind Lena to eat on a more regular basis. The woman tended to get so caught up in her work that she forgot to practice basic self-care.

The blonde held her breath as she carried Lena up the stairs, feeling every bounce of the CEO’s head against her chest, every small shift in her arms, hearing the way her heartbeat slowed to a reasonable pace as soon as she was settled in her arms. This was all that Kara wanted. She wanted to hold Lena for the rest of her life, she wanted to make her feel safe and protect her from harm.

Lena had all but fallen asleep when they reached the penthouse, nuzzled close to her best friend’s chest and subconsciously trying to get even closer. Kara switched most of the raven-haired woman’s weight to one of her arms as she fiddled with the doorknob, fully expecting to find it locked. A spike of worry dashed through her heart when she found it open.

“Sweetie, do you remember if you locked the door this morning?” She murmured, feeling guilty about waking the woman from what was probably the first nap she’d had in weeks. Lena shook her head slightly, indicating that no, she had not in fact locked her door.

Kara hummed her disapproval but decided that she would save her nagging about safety later. There were so many people out there who wanted to hurt her, she knew better than to leave her door open like that.

Kara sighed quietly and carried the woman inside, her mind racing. Getting her home had been the easy part. Being one who practically never got sick, the blonde wasn’t exactly sure how to help. She didn’t entirely remember what an acceptable human temperature was (somewhere in the 90’s she was pretty sure) and everything she knew about being sick had come from watching Alex as a kid. The worst had been when Alex got chickenpox, the woman had been an absolute nightmare to deal with.

“Okay Le, I’m going to put you down in bed, is that okay?” Lena hummed her assent and Kara very gently set her down on the lavish bed. She then began to remove the brunette’s shoes, figuring that the high heels were absolutely killing her.

“Kara, what are you doing? You can go. I’ll be fine.” The sleepy woman mumbled, her voice a whispery rasp. Every breath crackled in Kara’s ears, a sound that was definitely not supposed to be there. She was beginning to wonder if she should call her sister, she had no clue how to help.

“Not a chance. I’m pretty sure you’ll die if I leave you alone.” The blonde teased, getting a little whine from the sick brunette. She sounded so incredibly pitiful, it broke Kara’s heart a bit. She moved to sit beside her best friend and brushed a few pieces of hair behind her ear, pausing a moment to lay her hand against the woman’s hot forehead. First things first though- Lena needed to get out of her work clothes.

“Can I get you something to wear?” The brunette hummed again, curling in a fetal position on top of the blankets. Kara knew that she needed to work fast, the last thing that she wanted was to need to wake the woman again.

She rifled (carefully) through Lena’s drawers until she found an old, clearly loved MIT sweatshirt. It was so worn that the letters had started to come off, but it was still readable. Kara smiled slightly and set it down on the bed before pulling out a pair of comfy-looking sweatpants.

“Can you change into these for me?” Kara asked, moving to squeeze Lena’s shoulder. With a grunt, she sat up and reached for the articles of clothing, pulling her shirt off before the startled superhero could make it out of the room.

Kara whirled around and closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed bright red with embarrassment. The brunette didn’t even seem to realize what she was doing to her friend and just continued to change, looking at the back of Kara’s head when she was done.

“This is my favorite sweater. I always wear it when I don’t feel good. How’d you know?” She mumbled, sounding dazed and tired. The blonde turned back around and smiled, sitting down beside the sick woman.

“You clearly love it. It looks soft.” That statement seemed to set something off in Lena. Tears welled up in her fever-glazed eyes and she buried her head in her hands as she started to cry. Panic set into Kara’s chest and she sat down on the bed, wringing her hands as she tried to figure out what to do.

“Hey, Lena what’s wrong?” she asked gently, reaching over to put a hand on the woman’s knee. Lena continued to cry into her hands, shaking her head as she tried to stifle her sobs. Her breaths were coming in quick, painful gasps and she was quite literally choking on her tears, coughing hard as she cried.

Taking a risk, the blonde moved right beside her and wrapped an arm around the sobbing woman’s waist, thinking back to the only other time that she’d seen Lena cry. They had sat together for hours, Kara silently holding the brunette as she just let it all out.

Without hesitation the ill genius pressed against her friend’s side, turning her head into Kara’s shoulder.

“What happened? What’s wrong?” She tried again, patting Lena’s back gently to help loosen some of the congestion that seemed to have settled into her lungs.

“N-no one’s ever c-cared this much before.” The brunette managed through her coughs, reaching up to grab a fistful of Kara’s shirt. Her heart absolutely shattered, the alien hugged her tight, pressing her nose against Lena’s hairline. She didn’t mind the snot or the tears, all that mattered was making the woman she loved, maybe, kinda, that was not important, feel like someone was there for her.

“Oh Rao, Lena. I’m right here. I’ve got you, I’m here. I care, I promise that I do. We’re going to get you feel better, okay? I’ve got you.” She soothed, beginning to rock Lena in her arms. She shoved off the tangle of blankets and situated herself so that she had the beautiful brunette positioned in her lap.

She continued to talk softly to the distressed woman, saying absolutely nothing in her words. She just promised safety and love, relaxing as Lena’s breathing calmed and her heartbeat slowed. The loud, gut-wrenching sobs turned to weak, congested hiccups. It took probably twenty minutes, but the CEO finally went from awake and dysregulated to sniffing in her sleep, still curled up in Kara’s lap.

They stayed like that for a while, Kara simply didn’t have the heart to move her even long after she’d gotten bored. If she’d had her laptop on her, she probably could’ve gotten some editing done, but she just couldn’t risk waking the sick woman. All that she wanted was to help Lena get better. If that meant sitting in an uncomfortable position for a few hours, it would be okay.

After another twenty minutes, the brunette was still fast asleep. Kara very gently eased her back down onto the covers, halting when she heard a tiny whimper from the sick woman. She waited another few seconds before continuing to set her down, smiling when Lena was fully curled up against the covers.

The blonde slipped out of the room and grabbed a blanket from the couch, returning to drape it over her sick friend. They would worry about getting her under the duvet later, for now, that would do. She then grabbed her phone and texted her sister.

Kara: Lena’s sick and I don’t know what to do.

Alex: Sick? What kind of sick? I need some more details here Kar.

Kara huffed her frustration and turned to the wheezing brunette as she thought of a response.

Kara: I don’t know! She feels really hot, she’s coughing, sneezing, she looks awful. Just help me!

Alex: Okay, breathe. It sounds like she just has the flu. Give her some fluids, and have her take medicine, but most importantly she needs sleep. She’ll be fine.

Kara: What kind of medicine?

She could practically hear Alex sighing over the phone. She knew that her sister was busy, but this was incredibly important.

Alex: Look, see what she has in the medicine cabinet and give her that. She’ll be okay Kara; humans are built to deal with this. Take a deep breath. Call me when she wakes up and I’ll talk to her.

The blonde did as directed, taking a deep breath in and holding it for a few seconds to calm herself down as she reminded herself of what Alex had said. Humans were used to this. Humans could handle this. It would be fine. Lena would be fine, just fine.

Now that she had freed herself from Lena’s grasp she had managed to retrieve her laptop from her bag. The blonde pulled out her machine and began to work on her latest article, which was surprisingly about the CEO.

It was just a stupid puff piece thanking Lena for her latest donation to the city -a whole new hospital- but the woman really needed the good press. So much hate surrounded her name, and people couldn’t seem to comprehend all of the good that she did.

She had gotten so into her work that she didn’t realize how much time had gone by until she saw Lena staring up at her, a little smile on her cracked lips.

“Hey, you, how are you feeling?”

“Why are you still here? Aren’t you sposta be doing something?” The brunette asked, completely ignoring Kara’s original question. Judging by the way that she was speaking, speech slurred slightly, the answer was ‘not great’.

Immediately assuming that the question was based on catching the illness (that’s what most humans worried about in this situation, right?) she framed her answer as what she figured Lena would want to hear.

“I won’t get sick, but I’ll go if you want me to,” Kara said softly, propping herself up on one elbow. The woman laying in her arms smirked and opened one beautiful green eye.

“Well duh. Aliens can’t get people viruses.” Well, that wasn’t what the blonde had been expecting. She froze, her mouth dropping open as she fumbled for what to say. How had this even happened? She had been so careful. Right?

“I-uh, I’m not sure what, what you’re talking about. I just have a really good immune system and I got my flu shot and I don’t really get sick and—”

“’member one of the first times we interacted? I asked ‘f you need a parking ticket validated. You,” Lena paused to giggle, “said you ‘flew here on a bus’. Dumbest excuse I’ve ever heard. Dummy.” The grin on the CEO’s face was enough to make Kara burst into laughter. She had hoped that she had played it off well, but clearly, she hadn’t been as smooth as she thought.

“Are…you okay with it?”

“Mhm. Can’t really be mad, you saved didn’ let anyone kill me. Please don’t go.” The slightly delerious Lena was already falling asleep again, cuddling against Kara’s chest. It was pretty clear that she wasn’t interested in moving, and really just wanted to be held.

“I’m not going anywhere. But let’s get some medicine in you, see if we can lower that fever a bit.” She was pretty sure there would need to be more conversation about this later, but for now, Kara was perfectly happy to gloss over the subject of her DNA.

“Later? I wanna sleep.” If it were anyone else and if they were wearing any other expression, Lena literally looked like a cute, pouting puppy, Kara would’ve demanded that the medicine be consumed. But she just didn’t have the heart to argue with the woman.

“As you wish.” The blonde said softly, pressing an incredibly soft kiss to the top of her best friend’s head. The woman let out a contented sigh and curled up closer, tucking her head right under Kara’s chin. Maybe this illness would be the start of something beautiful.

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