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*knock*
*knock*
*knock*
the knocking takes you by surprise, you swear you can't get any rest even in another universe. you walk over to the excessive knocking and open the door, grim was sitting on your shoulder.
you open the door and kalim was literally face to face with you, the tips of your noses touching. well... this was more of a jumpscare.
"u-uhm.. Kalim right?" you said awkwardly because this boy didn't move away, making you feel uncomfortable. why is he so close?
Kalim stares at you for a few more seconds and backs up, he is probably smiling under his bandana/mask? his eyes were squinting which is a pretty clear sign of happiness.
âlets hang out today!â He says, even if his mouth is covered by cloth his voice isnât muffled. âIm bu-â
Kalim shuts you up by grabbing your head âi said, hang out with me, or im gonna buy youâ he says, now hes not so innocent and naive anymore it seems. his glittery diamond eyes were shining from the sunlight. no... you had to go home, back to your family and friends, is that even allowed?
"fine."
ââââââ
How long has it been? Jamil was silently watching you while kalim fed you all sorts of stuff, and dressing you up like you were incapable of doing things yourself.
Kalim perks up âwait! I know just what bracelet fits youâ he smiles and runs out of the room.
âYouâll get used to thisâ jamil speaks up for the first time, his mask muffling his voice just by a bit, he had a smaller and quieter voice compared to kalim. You look at him, sighing and putting your head in your hands.
Jamil looks at you again with softer eyes, maybe he is sympathetic towards you. He is a servant after all.
You look at jamil and meet eyes with him âdo you have anything hiding under that mask?â You ask, your chin resting on your hands. Jamil looks visibly surprised âwell⊠i guess since you arenât gonna stay here foreverâ he slowly peels off his mask.
His mouth was slit, almost to his ears. You could see his teeth clearly if he starts to speak. It looks pretty grotesque, but it looks almost surgical, like someone got a scalpel and slowly cut his face.
Its not the worst thing you ever saw âyou look niceâ you say truthfully, his eyes widened in surprise. He didnât expect someone to like his scars.
He smiles softly and nods his head âthank youâ
ââââââ
You slump on your bed and get ready to sleep, grim purring on your chest and stretching.
Someone is watching
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all of us are dead â yoon gwi-nam âfamiliarâ
requested by : đč anon [ can i request a gwi nam one shot please? with gwi nam being protected over the reader during the apocalypse (after he turned into a zombie human thing? idk what to call it lmao) and he takes care of her after finding her hiding somewhere and sheâs crying and scared. i love ur writing and i would really appreciate it <33 ]
warning : gw*-n*m >:)), a bit ooc + spoiler
âI'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!â
They all ran, his screams attracting the zombies by the library as he glare at the boy who remain perched atop of the bookshelf.
As soon as he returned, most of his memories were wiped out of his head, they all became vague and gray, it felt like he was forgetting something important.
What is it?
What is it?
He let out a grunt, pushing away a zombie that was busy clattering it's teeth like a damn fool. Cheong-san be damned, he's too busy trying to scratch out that very something that gnaws him at the very core.
Aarghh! What the fuck is it?!
He racked his brain, scratching it so bad as if it will get him to remember what it is until heâ with his senses heightened because of the infection, smell something.
Something familiar.
It was a scent that he seems to be longing.
Frowning, he walk leisurely with his hands on his pockets, taking all the time he wants while looking around his surroundings, bumping and smashing zombie's along his way. He is God. There was no plausible explanation as to why he isn'tâwhy he was chosen. Aahh, this is life.
Gwi-nam slide open a classroom door, raising a brow at the one mindless undead who's scratching a wall. Fuck that damn bitch looks so stupid.
One sniff.
He turns his head to look at the teacher's desk that has been closed off with some tables and a few chairs.
A small cry.
Though not audible by human ears, Gwi-nam who has been âblessedâ to be immune to the virus, gaining a more powerful sense of hearing, managed to hear it.
He stops right in front of the desk, peeking underneath to see a trembling girl, legs close to her chest and dripping in blood, sweat and tears. Quite literally. âHmm..?â
At his voice, you looked up, eyes widen at recognition of whom it was.
Those eyes and gaze that sends Gwi-nam back made him remember youâah, God, thank goodness you are alright. He crouched down, pressing a finger to his lips before opening his arms for you.
ây/n-ah.â He calls your name, it tickles his body.
You slowly hugged him, still terrified and wary. You're safe, his precious y/n. he cradles you in his arms, his skin searing with your warmth like fire. Gwi-nam presses his lips on your crown whilst his hand rubbed your back up and down to provide comfort. There was an uncomfortable silence as he relish you in his hold once again.
He then pulls you two apart, brushing away the locks that sticks to your face to get a better look at you. âWere you hurt?â But you shook your head.
Grnnk!
Grnnnk!
Ah, because of the moment of stillness, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a company with the two of you. âI'll protect you from now on, okay?â He breathes, your face cupped in his hands, nose red and eyes puffy from crying. Oh for crying out loud, you're so fucking adorable that he swore he'll go balistic if something ever happens to you.
âStop that.â
âWhat?â You voice came out as a whisper, lips parting and your brows knit. That melodic sound that drags him like a helpless sailor to a siren.
He won't mind being helpless, as long as it is you whom he has.
âBeing so fucking irresistible.â A smirk was displayed on his face before pressing his lips against yours. Just because this place is an apocalypse doesn't mean that Gwi-nam won't take any opportunity to flirt with you.
Who dares fucking oppose their own God?
He parts, breathless and satisfied, âFrom now on, you stick with me, alright? You don't wanna be a zombie food, yeah?â He grips your jaw, pulling you in once again to lock lips.
âDon't you worry your pretty little head, babe. I'll kill anyone who dares touch you.â Gwi-nam held your hands, pulling you up to stand. Disbelief was written in your face, he can tell, and the only way to dust that off is a proof
And the clatter of the chairs that he pushed made the zombie aware of his and your presence, the scent of human making the undead crazy as it lunches towards you but Gwi-nam grabbed it's neck and cracked it, throwing it at the floor as he threw a smug grin to your direction.
âDon't worry, pretty girl, I'll take care of you.â
He grabs your hips, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your cheek. âLet's go find something for you to eat along with a new room. Aish, you better be thankful to me. I expect another kiss later as payment, alright?â
Everything about him screams danger but it didn't matter, because you knew, if Gwi-nam would do something bad to you, he would've done so in the past years already.
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ENHYPEN Mini Series
E N H Y P E N in an Apocalypse
part two
pairings: park sunghoon x reader
summary: you got stuck in the outbreak with the person you hate the most, park sunghoon.
short background: before the outbreak happened, the spread of the infection happened when one of the student went to the science laboratory and got bitten by an infected animal.
THIS SERIES ARE INSPIRED BY THE SERIES: ALL OF US ARE DEAD.
warnings: blood, violence, mention of abuse and everything about a zombie apocalypse. (let me know if i forgot something)
word count: 10k
noteđ: Hi I just want to give you heads up that some scenes may be similar from the series. I give full credits to them! I hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! đ€
permanent tag-list: @rubyanne @en-sun @studioreader @map-of-border @hwangjangmi @crjwon @love13tter @kako-chan @classicroyalty @angel-hyuckie @jun-malone @ncityy04 @bridgebridgebirdiebridge @fearlesskz @abdiitcryy @hime98 @moonsclover @hoonstrology @ddeonubaby @yeoungie @acciomylove @mymeloem19 @jvngw0n @dreamyenskz @minamoons @clar-iii @notmyselfbuttrying @herasalvatore @nyfwyeonjun @rcveribin @yizhoutv @person-standing @black-bread1230 @one16core @sleepyenhasasha @soobin-chois @rcveribin @kyutiepeachy @chareadingpurposes @hwalllllllelujah @solelyenha @90sni-ki @nourhan-8 @nyfwyeonjun @nikipedia07 @yangbreads @drunkjazed @kimmchijjajang @hoonbrry @axartia @all4haru @hiqhkey @sta-rie @niinjo @ssomsworld @purplepuppychild @iceeeeâ @wtfhyuckâ @tobiosbbyghorlâ @edensgardennâ @nikililmjâ @ayayiiieâ @moonlightislandâ (still working on my tag-list)
tag-list: @luvvdsttfaye @nikililmj @psh-pjh @rylexe @095won @belle643 @luvrjn @jangwonieâ @softb-tterflyâ @3chaeâ @jovibaesâ
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ENHYPEN Mini Series
E N H Y P E N as Greek MythsÂ
EROS & PSYCHE
pairings: yang jungwon x reader
synopsis: yang jungwon, the notorious playboy of your school tries to play his little game with you but ended up losing.
word count: 10k
important note: i originally planned to write enhypen as greek gods but then i didnât find some love stories that i like so i end up using some love stories that arenât greek gods. also these are like modern versions of greek mythology love stories.
warnings: grammar errors, swearing, playboy jungwon and lots of kissing. let me know if i missed some!
noteđ: i hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! đ€
permanent tag-list: @rubyanne@en-sun@studioreader@map-of-border@hwangjangmi@crjwon@love13tter@kako-chan@classicroyalty@angel-hyuckie@jun-malone@ncityy04@bridgebridgebirdiebridge@fearlesskz@abdiitcryy@hime98@moonsclover@hoonstrology@ddeonubaby@yeoungie@acciomylove@mymeloem19@jvngw0n@dreamyenskz@minamoons@clar-iii@notmyselfbuttrying@herasalvatore@nyfwyeonjun@rcveribin@yizhoutv@person-standing@black-bread1230@one16core@sleepyenhasasha@soobin-chois@rcveribin@kyutiepeachy@chareadingpurposes@hwalllllllelujah@solelyenha@90sni-ki@nourhan-8@nyfwyeonjun@nikipedia07@yangbreads@drunkjazed@kimmchijjajang@hoonbrry@axartia@all4haru@hiqhkey@sta-rie@niinjo@ssomsworld @purplepuppychild @iceeeeâ Â (still working on my tag-list)
tag-list: @luvvdsttfaye @nikililmj @psh-pjh @rylexe @095won @belle643 @luvrjn @jangwonieâ @softb-tterflyâ @3chaeâ @jovibaesâ
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ENHYPEN Imagines
In Between (english ver.)
part one ; part two ; part three
pairings: jake sim x reader x park sunghoon
summary: you have a toxic relationship with jake sim and suddenly, his bestfriend, park sunghoon meddled in.
warnings: toxic relationship
word count: 4.2k
noteđ: donât come at me, you guys were the one who voted. I hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! đ€
permanent tag-list: @rubyanne @en-sun @studioreader @map-of-border @hwangjangmi @crjwon @love13tter @kako-chan @classicroyalty @angel-hyuckie @jun-malone @ncityy04 @bridgebridgebirdiebridge @fearlesskz @abdiitcryy @hime98 @moonsclover @hoonstrology @ddeonubaby @yeoungie @acciomylove @mymeloem19 @jvngw0n @dreamyenskz @minamoons @clar-iii @notmyselfbuttrying @herasalvatore @nyfwyeonjun @rcveribin @yizhoutv @person-standing @black-bread1230 @one16core @sleepyenhasasha @soobin-chois @rcveribin @kyutiepeachy @chareadingpurposes @hwalllllllelujah @solelyenha @90sni-ki @nourhan-8 @nyfwyeonjun@nikipedia07 @yangbreads@drunkjazed @kimmchijjajang @hoonbrry@axartia @all4haru @hiqhkey @sta-rie @niinjo@ssomsworld @purplepuppychild @iceeeeâ @mydearestbunnyieeâ (still working on my tag-list)
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ENHYPEN Series
sarang â yjw.
chapter eight
summary: the love journey of you and mafia boss yang jungwon. after meeting and getting to know you, he grew in love, deeply in love that he will do anything to keep you to himself.
word count: 3.3k
warnings: contains violence, guns, killings, abuse, obsessive love & other dark stuff. if you canât take these things, feel free to scroll away. thank you.
disclaimer: any of these doesnât occur and relate to any person that i will be using in these fics. everything that is similar to any persons, locations, events & etc. are purely coincidence and everything came from the authorâs imaginations. you may encounter a lot of errors as i am still trying to improve myself. thank you.
noteđ: you can also check this book on my wattpad, @/eeunoiawrites_. I hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! đ€
permanent tag-list: @rubyanne @en-sun @studioreader @map-of-border @hwangjangmi @crjwon @love13tter @kako-chan @classicroyalty @angel-hyuckie @jun-malone @ncityy04 @bridgebridgebirdiebridge @fearlesskz @abdiitcryy @hime98 @moonsclover @hoonstrology @ddeonubaby @yeoungie @acciomylove @mymeloem19 @jvngw0n @dreamyenskz @minamoons @clar-iii @notmyselfbuttrying @herasalvatore @nyfwyeonjun @rcveribin @yizhoutv @person-standing @black-bread1230 @one16core @sleepyenhasasha @soobin-chois @rcveribin @kyutiepeachy @chareadingpurposes @hwalllllllelujah @solelyenha @90sni-ki @nourhan-8 @nyfwyeonjun @nikipedia07 @yangbreads @drunkjazed @kimmchijjajang @hoonbrry @axartia @all4haru @hiqhkey @sta-rie @niinjo@ssomsworld @purplepuppychild @iceeee @ (still working on my tag-list)
tag-list: @alo-ehasâ @ayayiiie @moonlightisland
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If Yandere! Enhypen Had A Highly Irritable S/O
Type: Headcanon
Genres: Romance, Yandere
Pairings: Enhypen x Gn! Reader
Rated: PG-13
Warnings: Mentions of Domestic Abuse, Mentions of Violence, Mentions of Mental Illness
Disclaimer: This headcanon is for entertainment purposes only, and I am not assuming the sexualities, preferences, personality traits, or behaviors of the idol(s) I am writing about. I am simply writing this for fun. Most of the characters in this headcanon are real people and do not belong to me. Enough said. Thank you, and please enjoy!
A/N: I wrote this because Iâm a highly irritable person lol. If youâre also a highly irritable person, join the club! :D
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[ call my name ]
word count: 4.4k
pairings: king god!yeonjun x fertility goddess!reader
warnings: v possessive yeonjun, mentions of reader being scared of him (I think, I sat on this draft for a while because I don't know if it'll be hated and cursed), mentions of yeonjun wanting reader to bear his child, yandere themes (maybe if you squint, I can't write this topic well, but practice right?), reader tries to run away, UNEDITED.
a/n: sooooo the day has come where I share the one thing that'll probably flop because this was written on a whim (as most of my things are, but this was from a Doja Cat binge where the mvs for Woman and You Right played back to back.) I don't really know why I watched them and though "Yeonjun, Yandere God, Make plot" but here it is (well...this is what it looks like...I'm sorry) Lemme know if y'all hate this đźâđš
requests are open!!
You never asked to be the object of the King Godâs attention. You rushed through the crowded marketplace; scarf pulled tightly around your hair. You didnât want to bring attention to yourself, thanking the fates that no one recognized you from the many outings you had with Yeonjun. Being a well-known fertility goddess, hiding was a tricky thing for you to do. In fact, you couldnât trust anyone â not even your mother and sisters, who lived only blocks away.
The heat of the relentless sun warmed your skin, causing the fabric of your scarf and dress to stick to your body in the most uncomfortable ways. Salespeople called out to you, but you ignored them, feigning ignorance of what they were saying when screaming started behind you. Tensing, you fought the urge to turn around when the familiar voice of your friend, and Yeonjunâs best strategist rang out. âYou king is looking for his...lover. Anyone seen this face today?â You felt the crowd surge towards Soobin, the God of War Strategies. You closed your eyes, hoping that no one had somehow caught a glimpse of your face.
You kept walking when you noticed a small child staring up at you. You tense, quickly adverting your eyes and walking around the kid, who started following you. The crowd near Soobin murmured before looking around. You kept walking as if nothing were wrong when the shuffle of feet behind you caused you to stop. You straightened up, keeping the scarf close around your face.
âA little hot for all of that fabric, hmm?â Soobin asked you. You refused to speak, to turn and look at him. Instead, you turned your gaze to the white, worn stone beneath your sandaled feet. One of the guards standing beside Soobin moved to turn you around but Soobin smacked his bare forearm.
âA lot of fabric in the hot weather will cause you to sweat more, which causes dehydration,â He walked around, holding out a flask of water. You only stared at it. âDrink this, ____.â Your breath caught in your throat as you slowly looked up at him, meeting his dark eyes. Slowly, you reached your hand out and gripped the flask. You moved the fabric covering the lower half of your face before placing the flask against your painfully dry lips, taking a swig of water. Soobin shot you a lopsided smile, taking back the flask before turning you back towards the looming castle. You didnât want to go back. No, you couldnât go back.
Your mouth immediately dried as you looked up at Soobin, who slightly shook his head. A clear sign to tell you not here, not now. So, you let yourself be led towards that castle, which felt more like a prison to you.
The crowd around you both, now disinterested by the anticlimax, immediately started doing their shopping or trying to make sales. Soobinâs hand hovered near the small of your back, and his chosen guard stood to your left, and two stood in front of you both.
âI donât want to go back, Binnie.â You murmured, loud enough for Soobin to hear you. He looked down at you. âWhy not, ____?â You kept your eyes trailed forward. âHeâs smothering me. He wonât let me grow.â You held your breath as your party passed through the gates. Yeonjun stood on the towering steps, looking regal in his sleeveless white and gold top, and white pants. His dark hair and slight tanned skin were stark against the white backdrop. His eyes promised punishment for running.
As you walked closer, Yeonjun walked down the stairs, hands folded behind him. Soobin didnât respond to you, instead bowing at the hips before raising and waving his guards away. Soobin walked up the stairs, leaving you standing in front of Yeonjun, who didnât say anything. He instead reached up and untied the scarf around your head and pulled it away. He ran his fingers along the curve of your cheek before gently cupping your jaw, pulling your face closer to his. âWhy did you try leaving?â His breath brushed against your lips, and you fought the urge to pull away. âI feel smothered.â You answered truthfully. No need to beat around the bush now.
Yeonjun tensed, grip tightening slightly on your jaw. You bit back your hiss, scared that Yeonjun would snap. âDarling, why would you feel smothered?â He dropped his hand. You looked away, wrapping your arms around yourself as Yeonjun crossed his arms over his chest, sighing. âCâmon. Letâs speak in more private chambers.â You nodded, allowing Yeonjun to lead you into the towering castle with your elbow. Neither of you spoke as you walked towards his personal office. Many stares burned into you as you passed, and you were thankful that Yeonjun had shot everyone a look, which immediately made them get back to work.
Once to his office, Yeonjun opened the door, letting you enter before he followed, shutting the door. He didnât speak until he sat in the chair behind his mahogany desk. âYou said you felt smothered. How do you feel smothered? Do I not get you whatever you want?â You didnât answer, the sandals on your feet were more interesting than looking at Yeonjun. He sighed once more.
That was the good thing about Yeonjun, you supposed. He rarely lost his patience with you. âYou have to tell me what you mean for me to make it better, Darling.â Yeonjun stood up, walking around his desk, and leaning against it. You shuffled from foot to foot before looking up at him. He watched you intently. âY⊠You are smothering me.â You said, voice soft. Yeonjun heard you as if you had yelled at him, from the way he scowled to the way he gripped the edge of his desk.
âYou are smothering me.â You repeated, voice stronger. âI cannot grow here if you cannot give me a chance to do so.â
Yeonjun swallowed before pushing off the desk. âSo, you want to leave? Leave me here, wondering why I wasnât good enough for the fertility goddess.â You opened your mouth, to tell him that he was more than good enough, if it werenât for the fact that Yeonjun was a little too invested in you. Yeonjun plowed on. âYou and I were perfect for one another, but you have more...expensive tastes, hmm?â Yeonjun now stood right in front of you, keeping his hands gripped into tight fists by his sides. â____, our little fertility goddess, wanting something more, something even I cannot give.â
You tense. âYeonjun, I only wanted to see the world, to become a better goddess ââ âSo you could leave?â Yeonjun placed a gentle hand onto your cheek. â____, I want you to stay here, with me. No one can hurt you whilst youâre by my side.â Despite wanting to be free to come and go as you wish, you leaned into his grip, which made him smile.
âLook at you,â Yeonjun cooed, pulling you into an embrace. âIâll give you more freedom as long as you promise to not pull this stunt again.â He leaned down, lips meters from yours. âUnderstood?â His breath brushed against your lips as you nodded. Yeonjun smiled before pressing his lips against yours. Not wanting to upset the King God more, you kissed back, sliding your hands onto his shoulders.
Before long, Yeonjun pulled away, looking into your eyes and at swollen lips. He reached his thumb up, sliding it across your bottom lip in admiration. âThere is to be a banquet tonight in honor of Giselleâs power transfer from her mother. You are to accompany me.â You nodded, closing your eyes when he cupped your cheek again.
âWhatever you want to do before then, I am yours to accompany, Darling.â Yeonjun continued, waiting for you to answer him. âCould you and I walk through the kingdom? Just to see everyone.â You asked, playing with the hair that curled at the nape of his neck. Yeonjun sighed, resting his forehead against yours.
âWhatever you want, Darling.â
You smiled up at him, leaning forward and placing a kiss against his nose.
Yeonjun scrunched his face, an airy laugh coming past his lips. Electricity sparked against your skin as Yeonjun leaned away, fingertips brushing over your arms. âGo get changed and Iâll meet you at the entrance, okay?â You nodded, brushing past him. He watched you leave, and you still felt his gaze on your back long after you entered your room, where your ladies rushed to find you a change of clothes.
â____, where have you gone? Youâre all sweaty!â Yeji exclaimed, helping you out of the dress youâd been wearing. You shrugged, allowing her to lead you towards the marble bathtub. âBut Yeonjun wants me to meet him in the entry hall.â You remarked, looking over your shoulder to Yeji, who shook her head. She turned towards one of the other girls â ones sheâd been training â and told them to go tell the King God that his lover is going to take a bath. They bowed and left the room.
âIn. Now.â With a snap of her fingers, water filled the bathtub. With the Water God being her father, Yeji was blessed with control over water. You sighed, sliding into the tub, stifling the groan that almost slipped from your lips. Yeji always knew the right temperature for your baths. Immediately, Yeji grabbed some soaps and oils and started scrubbing at your skin.
âBy the Fates, ____, why did you think leaving in that dress would have been smart? You would have passed out before you reached the gates!â Yeji murmured, gently dipping your hair into the water. She applies soap to your hair, scrubbing it into your scalp. âAs I told Yeonjun, I feel smothered.â Yejiâs scrubbing faltered before continuing. âItâs none of you, Yeji, itâs just...â You trailed off, lost in thought. Yeji waited for you to continue.
âItâs just that Yeonjun is...overwhelming. Heâs a king, for Fatesâ sake! While Iâm only a fertility goddess.â You looked down to the water in front of you when Yeji sighed. âA fertility goddess who brought this kingdom an abundance of luck.â Yeji reached beside her, pulling up a vase and filling it with fresh water. âTilt your head back.â When you did, Yeji continued. âWhen Yeonjun started spending time with you, the wars weâd been in for years were won, our people became at peace, and our supplies grew in abundance. ____, you are our good luck charm.â
You tensed, pulling your head away after Yeji tapped your shoulder. âI do not wish to be seen as a âgood luck charmâ.â
Yeji pressed her lips together, setting the vase beside her. âThatâs not what I meant, ____, and you know it.â You sighed, murmuring that you were ready to get out. Yeji didnât press the matter and stood up, bringing you a soft towel. You took it, wrapping it around your body before walking towards the rack of clothes. Yeji grabbed a silk chemise and slid it over your damp hair before pulling a deep blue dress from the rack â something that Yeonjun had expressed he liked before. You didnât say anything as Yeji worked on lacing the dress to your body.
Once finished, she ran her hands over your hair, pulling the water from the strands, which left your hair dry and voluptuous. Yeji cleared her throat, taking a step back before speaking. âWould you like for me to lead you to the entry hall, or would you walk alone?â Yeji bent down and grabbed the white shoes and slid them onto your feet.
âItâs okay, you can do whatever you like, Iâll walk alone.â You answer, making your way to your door and leaving. The dress sighed as you walked. Being the only sound, plus your footsteps, Yeonjun heard you coming before you turned the corner to the staircase. He had turned and looked at you, taking note of the deep blue dress that complemented your skin tone and body wonderfully.
He walked forward, holding out a hand as you took a step from the stairs. âBeautiful as always.â Yeonjun murmured, leaning down, and pressing a kiss to your knuckles. You gave him a tense smile, hoping he hadnât noticed. Much to your dismay, he did. Yeonjun sighed, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. âDarling, I promise to do better. Now please, try too.â You nod, closing your eyes.
Yeonjun smiled at you, reaching up and running his thumb underneath your eyes. You look up at him, loose hair tickling your exposed back. Yeonjun turned, pulling you along. Immediately, the sun warmed your back and shoulders. You slid your hand up the expanse of his forearm before wrapping your hand around his elbow. Yeonjun looked down to you, smiling. He bent his arm, engulfing your hand in his arm. He led you down the sun-warmed stairs, then through the gates, where the people there immediately parted, giving you and Yeonjun room to walk through.
There were some people standing on the sides, talking behind their hands. You ignored them and Yeonjun, instead keeping your attention forward. Yeonjun murmured something before your body felt weightless, and your hair rushed around your face. Yeonjunâs hand was splayed across your back, his other gripping your knees.
You blinked against the wind blowing across your face, meeting Yeonjunâs stare. He smiled down at you, landing with barely any trouble to him. âI was tired of people staring at us.â You raised an eyebrow. âFunny, speaking that you love the attention.â Yeonjun rolled his eyes. âAt that time, I wanted only us to spend time together, no one else should be there.â He walked up to you, sliding his hand around the back of her neck. You look up at him, holding his gaze.
âI wanted us to...rekindle our relationship, I guess.â Yeonjun murmured, rubbing the back of his neck. He turned, looking towards a place over your shoulder. âWhat?â Yeonjun closed his eyes, rubbing his forehead. âDarling, I understand that you want space, but I canât let you leave my sight. There are just too many people who want to get to me. Theyâd hurt you just to get to me.â
Yeonjun walked forward, wrapping his arms around your hips as he spun you around, showing you a romantic set up. A blanket was laid out in the tall grass, a wicker basket sat in the middle of it. You turned towards him, surprise coating your features. Yeonjun reached up, cupping your cheek before pulling you closer and pressing a firm kiss against your lips.
You kissed back, despite feeling like Yeonjun kept you tethered to him. Perhaps, this was Yeonjunâs way of keeping you with him. At this moment, you couldnât care. When he treated you to meals hidden from the chaos of the city and kissed you with such passion that it almost made you melt. Your brain was muddled as Yeonjun slowly pulled away, keeping his forehead pressed against yours.
âDarling, I donât want you to leave. You gave this kingdom luck.â You look at him, another spike of fear shooting through you. You opened your mouth but Yeonjun shook his head. âDonât worry about that, Darling, letâs just forget the world for a while.â He led you to the blanket and set you onto it. Yeonjun made sure your dress was around your legs comfortably.
âYou wanted to leave today.â Yeonjun stated, picking at the invisible lint on his pants. You looked down. âBecause you felt smothered.â He continued, looking towards the horizon. You twisted your fingers in your grip. âYeonjun, Iâm sorryââ
âIt doesnât matter because youâre staying, arenât you?â Yeonjun looked at you, face stone cold. You averted your eyes, picking at the loose threads on your skirt. Yeonjun scooted closer, enveloping your hands in his. âDarling, you canât leave. Like I said, this world will kill your innocence. I will keep it and you safe.â You nodded. âI never doubted for a moment, Yeonjun. I only wanted to see the world.â
Yeonjun reached up, his power buzzing over your skin, causing you to look up at him. âI also brought you out here for another reason,â He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. You grab his hand. Youâre already here, might as well hear him out. âYouâre a fertility goddess, and my throne needs a strong heir.â You look up at him. âAre you asking me...â âBe the one who helps continue this reign.â
You were speechless, heart beat picking up. Yeonjun ran a soothing thumb across your knuckles. âYou neednât be terrified, ____. Youâll only be helping continue a great reign.â Yeonjun scooted closer to you, resting his forehead against yours. Your breaths mingled in the little space between you. Yeonjun reached his hand up, hooking your hair behind your ear. âYou donât have to answer right now, only soon.â Yeonjun murmured. You chewed on the inside of your cheek.
Yeonjun pulled away, reaching down and fingering one of the blades of grass. You looked towards your folded hands, mind racing. Bearing his heir would only give him more power over you, but it would also guarantee that he wouldnât toss you to the side once he grew bored of you. âI can tell that youâre thinking too much into this.â Yeonjun said. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against your temple. You closed your eyes, biting your lip. âTell me what youâre thinking about.â
You look at him, blinking against the sun. It haloed around Yeonjunâs head, illuminating him as the great King God he was. Your lips parted before you shake your head. âItâs nothing.â Yeonjun pressed his lips together before leaning forward and pressing a kiss against your cheeks. âDarling, I know you better than that.â
You pull your head away, sighing. âFine. I was thinking that you would probably get bored of me afterward, child of no.â Yeonjun frowned, cupping your cheek. â____, I would never get bored of you. You might think I have someone else while my attractions are only for you.â You looked up at him. Yeonjun raised his eyebrows. âDid you believe anything different?â
âFrom your past relationships, I...I only assumedââ
âYou assumed wrong, Darling.â Yeonjun wraps you into a hug, rubbing your arm. âI promise you, there is no one else. I intend for you to be my queen, my equal.â You watch the grass sway in the wind before reaching out, hovering your hand above the grass, wanting a flower to sprout. Yeonjun watched as you worked. You dropped your hand and Yeonjun took the opportunity to reach over grab it. He pulled you closer to him, wrapping you into his grasp. âStay close to me.â He whispered into your hair.
You turn your head skywards, bumping your nose against his jaw. You breathe in his scent, letting it wrap around you. Once more, you think. Once more to try and leave, to try and get away, to see the world without his looming presence behind you, in front of you, around you.
You look towards the horizon, where the sun slowly started making its descent. âWhat are you thinking about?â Yeonjun asked, leaning forward, and pressing a kiss against your cheek, then your jaw. You turned to look at him. âThe future.â Yeonjun hummed, closing his eyes as he spoke. âThe future, huh?â You nodded, turning away from him. Yeonjun scooted closer to you, his pristine pants almost blinding in the afternoon sun. âDonât you go planning about running away again. I may love you, but it wonât stop me from locking you away until you learned your lesson.â
Yeonjunâs hand ghosted your jaw, and you swallowed. âI wasnât planning that, Yeonjun, I was only thinking about tomorrow.â Yeonjun ran his thumb across your bottom lip, eyes watching the supple skin shift with the weight of his finger. You looked up at him, holding his gaze as he leaned forward. He spoke, a hushed tone that you could hear despite how quiet he spoke. âIâm serious, you arenât leaving me.â
You nod. âI understand, Yeonjun.â He leaned forward, enveloping your mouth with his. âAre you ready?â Your eyebrows twitched towards one another, confusion evident on your face. âReady for what?â You question him. Yeonjun smiled at you before standing up. He held out his hand for you to take. âTo see the future.â Your breath caught in your chest as you look up at him. You slid your hand into his and immediately, clouds circled around you both.
You yelp and press yourself into his side, looking around you. Yeonjun chuckled before telling you to breathe. You did, sucking in enormous amounts of air as Yeonjun moved to stand in front of you. He took your other hand and brought your knuckles up to his lips.
âWould you like to see the future?â He murmured, breath brushing your knuckles. You hesitated, nodding after Yeonjun pressed his lips together. âShow me.â You tell him as he straightens up. His grip on your hand never loosened, not even when you stepped towards one of the scenes faintly playing around you. It was you, swollen in the belly and glowing. Yeonjun stood next to you, smiling at the people who laid hides and gifts at your feet. The city, the people, your people, welcoming the true beacon of hope. Of peace.
You turned back towards Yeonjun, watching as he walked towards you. He cupped your face, resting his forehead against yours. âThat is why you cannot leave. I have seen it happen before I met you. This is what made me find you. Have you ever wondered why all my wars stopped and the supplies were readily available? It was because of you, ____. All of it.â You reached up and grabbed Yeonjunâs wrists, looking up to meet his eyes.
âDarling.â Yeonjun sighed. He slid his hands down to your shoulders. âYou donât believe me?â You hesitated, swallowing before shaking your head. âIâm just a fertility goddess, nothing special.â Yeonjun raised an eyebrow, eyes growing distant. âI donât think you understand just how valuable a fertility goddess it. You donât seem to understand how rare they are, especially as one as powerful as you.â You blink, the wind from the surrounding clouds whipping your hair around your face. Yeonjun reached over and moved the strands.
âI have tried telling you many times before, ____. You are the goddess meant for me.â You shake your head. âYeonjun, IâŠIâm not ready for that. Iâm not ready to be a queen. I donât think Iâll ever be ready to be a queen.â You slowly grew hysterical. Yeonjun reached out, holding your hand tightly. âItâs okay. Hey, itâs okay. The people already adore you.â Yeonjun lead you off of the blanket, the forgotten picnic basket keeping it from blowing away in the wind.
Your dress dragged the ground as Yeonjun turned you towards him. âYeonjunââ âDarling, you arenât going to be hated, or used by our people.â You looked away from him, mulling over his words. Our people, as if you had already decided. You suppose you have because you have stayed.
You take a step forward, leaning your head against his shoulder. Yeonjun reached up and stroked your hair. âWhat do you say, Darling?â You look up at him, thinking. Staying would keep you safe from the other gods and mortals who would do everything in their power to tear you down, to use you to gain more power, to get to Yeonjun. You would be better off staying with Yeonjun, despite how possessive he can be. âIf you swear that you wonât become overbearing. You wonât hurt me.â Yeonjun leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. He slid his hand into yours, gripping it tightly.
âI promise you, Darling.â Yeonjun spoke, sliding his arm around your waist. You looked up at him with heavy lidded eyes. Yeonjun chewed on the inside of his cheek, eyes darkening slightly. He released you and backed away.
You blinked, dazed by the turn of events. âLetâs head back to the castle.â Yeonjun said, voice thick. You suck in a deep breath, nodding. âOf course.â Yeonjun started to walk away, and you glanced at the forgotten picnic set up. You turn back towards Yeonjun, reaching down and pulling the skirt of your dress up to walk. Yeonjun looked over his shoulder at you, smiling to himself as you made your way through the grass. Just as he thought, your fate was too intertwined with his to even think about leaving more than a few moments.
âWhy are you smiling?â You asked once you were next to him. Yeonjun shook his head. âItâs nothing.â He reached down and engulfed your hand into his. Yeonjun looked away, and electricity crackled in the air. You always hated when Yeonjun did that, it zapped against your skin in such uncomfortable ways. You took a step closer to his side. Yeonjun wrapped his arm around your shoulders and, before you could properly blink, wind was whipping your hair around your face.
Yeonjun kept his eyes trained forward as you stared at the side of his face. The sun, once more, burned behind him, casting him in a burst of golden light. No matter how much you fought against it, Yeonjun was your king, you had no choice but to listen to him. âWhat are you staring at?â Yeonjun questioned once you landed in the empty marketplace.
âYou.â You replied, looking away. Heat rushed up your chest when Yeonjun reached over and cupped the back of your head. He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss against your lips. You leaned into him. No matter how much you want to leave, how much you feel smothered by the affections of the King God, you always seem to go back to him.
Yeonjun pulled away, glancing around. âCâmon.â He murmured, taking your hand, and leading towards the towering white castle, glowing like a beacon in the sun. Yeonjun seemed tense now that you were back in the capital, back in the pit of vipers, the heart of the beast. âYeonjun, whatâs wrong?â You asked. When he didnât answer, you yank your hand away from him. He turned towards you. You tried to hide your flinch as he kept his heavy gaze on you. âYeonjun, whatâs wrong?â You repeat, walking up to him.
You place your hands on either side of his face, and he immediately melted into your touch. He closed his eyes and sighed. âThere are many things that could go wrong, ____.â Yeonjun opened his eyes and held your questioning gaze. âWhatever do you mean?â You asked him. Yeonjun looked away, before taking your hand and pulling you into a comfortable gait.
âIâll talk more about this with you later, for now, letâs get back.â
#god I love this#yandere txt#yandere!yeonjun#txt x reader#txt#this was amazing to read#reblog#yeonjun x reader#txt yeonjun#this isnât twst but itâs finee
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âŒïžâŒïžPLEASE HELP ME FIND MY LITTLE BROTHER!! THIS IS AN EMERGENCYâŒïžâŒïž
Heâs a missing native child and at EXTREME RISK! The cops arenât doing SHIT!
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Lobster and Shrimp
happy anniversary twisted wonderland!
Crowley forced you to come see the new student. Grim was riding on your shoulder, complaining about being hungry. The three of you arrived in the mirror chamber, the students staring at you three. You stared at the students when a tall, wide boy stood. His clothing reminding you of yourself when you first arrived.
He soon stood in front of the mirror, the mirror saying the same words you heard from it. You looked down towards your hand, the black print of a hand shacking yours printed on it. The mirror saying the exact same words it said to you.
Time Skip because Iâm already running out of ideas lmaoo
You were carrying Grim in your arms, with Yuuken walking beside you. His arms were crossed, seemingly trying to hide his hands from you. The two of you were walking in silence, despite Grim complaining about the collar on his neck.
Yuuken seemed to be looking at yours hands, trying to see if there were any black stains on them. Soon the three of you were in front of Ramshackle dorm, you telling him of what was in the dusty dorm, and about NRC.Â
"..and I think thatâs everything! Iâm sure youâll learn about things along the way, and if you need anything, donât be afraid to ask me about it. Welcome to Night Raven College Yuuken!â You stretched out your hand, the black stain appearing in front of the male. He took his hand, and shook yours his hand and yours, perfectly matching up with the black stains with the two of yours hands.Â
â..Happy to be here.â He spoke, a smile on his face as you both smiled at each other.Â
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Hello! May I request headcanons for vice leaders about them getting a surprise peck (lips? Cheek? You decide đł) from their fem!s/o? Thank youuu
Of course you may, Anon~!
Before everything however, I would just like to point out that I did not include Ortho, as he is way too young in my eyes, so I won't write for him (or Cheka) unless it is purely platonic (a sibling type of situation).
This took a little longer than expected, as I had a scare that my mother might have Covid, but it is all good now, she didn't contract it.
This was also mostly written during my classes, I was pretty bored, so this was a nice form of entertainment.
I decided to split it in half, in terms of where the kiss is placed, because I think it would be hard to surprise some characters with a peck on the lips, so I went with the cheek instead.
|Enjoy, Love|
~ Genie Allura ~
The Vice Dorm Leaders w/ a fem!s/o giving them a surprise peck
Trey Clover
»      He would be a bit easier to surprise than the rest, but only if his s/o catches him at the right moment when he is distracted
»      Her best shot is sneaking up to him while he is in the middle of preparing some pastries for the next unbirthday party, and pressing a kiss to his lips before he has a chance to acknowledge her
»      His s/o would get to watch as Trey's cheeks slowly turned a light shade of pink, mouth slightly agape, as his mind processed what had just happened
»      The moment Trey recognises that he had been given a little peck, he would grin and beckon her over, saying how he now deserves an actual kiss, one that he is prepared for
»      In case his s/o gets a little embarrassed by his response, Trey would chuckle and swiftly go to her side, lifting her chin and stealing a kiss right back from her, before returning to his previous occupation
Ruggie Bucchi
»      While he is hyper aware of his surroundings, Ruggie is also easily distracted by his daily tasks and chores, providing perfect opportunities for tiny pecks that seemingly come out of nowhere
»      The best time to do it is when he is deep in thought, grumbling about something that Leona made him do
»      His s/o takes that chance and come up behind him, firmly taking his head and turning it sos he could plant a kiss right on his lips
»      The motion would leave him staring at her in astonishment, a bit of red dusting his cheek bones, before he jumps up and grabs her face, returning the favour
»      Once he pulls away, Ruggie would give a cheeky smile, asking what tempted his s/o to express a bit of affection with no context
Jade Leech
»      With Jade being such an observant individual, it would be outright impossible to fully surprise him with a kiss on the cheek, let alone one on the lips
»      Alas, his s/o was determined to, at least try, to catch him off guard, either while there were other matters absorbing his attention or during a rare moment of weakness
»      So, with that concluded, his s/o would have to constantly watch him, waiting for that right moment when his walls would falter and in the end she achieved it, swooping in and planting a tiny peck on Jade's cheek
»      Although barely noticeable, his eyes would widen every so slightly, then ultimately, he would turn to his s/o, raising an eyebrow
»      Noting how the interaction likely happened in a public setting Jade would shake his head in amusement, patting her head and saying that he hopes she is satisfied with her small victory
Jamil Viper
»     The only way that Jamil would be distracted enough for his s/o to give him a small peck, would be when he is engrossed in complaining about another shenanigan caused by Kalim
»     As he is preactically rambling, he wouldn't notice his s/o moving closer and closer, all up until he feels their lips connecting with his
»     That would obviously shut him up, even after she pulled away, beaming at him and at how she managed to startle him
»     Jamil would recover from his minor shock quickly, lightly placing his fingertips to his bottom lip, asking why she had to interrupt him like that instead of simply saying that he was talking too much
»     When she can't provide him with a, in his mind, good answer, Jamil would roll his eyes and snatch a peck from her, muttering something about that being a proper kiss after they pulled away
Rook Hunt
»      Rook is the toughest one to surprise in any way, and his s/o is aware of it, his hunter instincts make it so he knows his s/o is there before she herself realizes he is aware of her presence
»      That being said, he would also willingly allow her to sneak up on him, even though he can probably already guess what she is up to
»      As soon as his s/o places a kiss on his cheek, Rook would be spinning around and taking a hold of her waist, grinning from ear to ear
»      He would playfully question whether or not she really thought she could creep up on him and get away with it
»      However she responds to the question, Rook would lean down and capture her lips with her, cutting off her sentance before she could finish it
Lilia Vanrouge
»      Knowing that Lilia has lived through so much, seen many things, including different ways that lovers surprise each other, one would only suspect that the only way to really get at him is when he is half conscious
»      Meaning that his s/o has to wake up before him, in order to catch hi min the exact moment when he is slowly waking up to deliver said peck
»      While Lilia would be a bit confused at first, not recognising his s/o's lips on his cheek, soon a bright smile would stretch across his features
»      Before she can pull away, however, Lilia is twisting his body around, wrapping his arms around her and commenting how she should wake him up like that every morning
»      Soon after, he would start his assault on her face, leaving tiny pecks in his wake on every bit of her exposed skin, finally ending it all with a sweet good morning kiss
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!!!
hey yall!
it has recently come to my attention that thereâs an account reposting twisted wonderland fanart and has been doing so for a while.
as someone with a relatively sizable following, iâd like to ask for ur help in taking down the account.
the url is therattyking, and i want you guys to report the account for reposting content. if you recognize any of the reposted art and can get in contact with the original artists, please do that too!
remember, block and report. do NOT engage with them in any shape or form; reposters want attention and by sending them malicious asks or hate, ur giving them exactly what they want. multiple people have already asked them to credit art, and they have not, which is why i want you guys to just report and let the professionals handle things.
be aware that their account also has suggestive and/or triggering images scattered throughout, so be careful when scrolling through.
itâs upsetting that people are doing this, but itâs our responsibility to create an environment where artists and other content creators can create without worrying about others leeching off of their hard work.
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Um Hi, i haven't done this before so my apologies if I phrase this wrong, but May I request A Chenya x reader where Chenya is playfully flirting with the reader who gets very flustered? (That is, if you write for him, as he's my favorite bot from Twisted Wonderland. Again thank you for reading and I'm sorry If I worded this weird.) Have a Nice Day/Night.
Love Che'nya please .... catboy good
.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ.*âĄ*ïœĄâ
Che'nya
âą It's no secret that Che'nya loves to tease those he can get a rise out of, and he thinks the fact that you get all flushy and shy is an added bonus!
âą He absolutely adores you, so don't think he dislikes you! He just loves to irritate you/be flirty to make you flustered. Expect to be constantly visited by the Cheshire cat, there's no escape!
âą He does get a little bit peeved when others tease you. He's the only one who gets to pull those cute reactions out of you! He's most likely to confess in a jealous fit.
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