#⸻⸻ ⠀・。⠀▸ ﹕ GLASSHOUSE ⠀ › ⠀ ASKS.
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i want to know more about the Glasshouse CEO, did Grace release any albums after the group disbanded? what are her thoughts on the other members hating her ass?
GRACE CHWE, or better known by just GRACE ( 그레이스 ), is a south korean-american soloist and the CEO of GLASSHOUSE INC. born in america, she first came into the music spotligh t in 2009 as the lead vocalist and maknae of the company's first-ever girl group, LILYPAD. after the group disbanded in 2014, GRACE was announced as the new CEO of GLASSHOUSE, by the founder of the company itself. despite focusing on the company's artists, GRACE would occasionally release an album every year or so. she was named THE CATWOMAN OF KOREA for her confident and sexy image after releasing her first solo album in 2016.
⸻⸻ ﹕ PLAY THE TRACKS ⠀ › ⠀ THE DISCOGRAPHY.
GRACE : WATCH ME › mini album ❪ 2016 ❫
BYE BYE : MIND YOUR BUSINESS › mini album ❪ 2017 ❫
SHADOW OF A LONELY WOMAN : CAMO › mini album ❪ 2018 ❫
WINGS OF AN ANGEL : BIRD › mini album ❪ 2019 ❫
GOOD TO BE : WOMAN › mini album ❪ 2020 ❫
WHO'S THERE? : KNOCK KNOCK › mini album ❪ 2021 ❫
WHO LIKES WHO? : EXCUSE THE B*TCH › mini album ❪ 2022 ❫
BRAND NEW : KILLIN' ME GOOD › mini album ❪ 2023 ❫
⸻⸻ ﹕ SUCH A TEASE ⠀ › ⠀ RUMORS.
it's not a secret that ex-LILYPAD members can't stand each other ( mostly ot3 lilypad vs grace ), and even fans can't help but watch the trainwreck get worse and worse. GRACE has been blasting her way through the music industry with double-meaning lyrics that even a blind man would see. there have been rumours that most of the title tracks ( especially MIND YOUR BUSINESS ) are about the ex-LILYPAD members, yet even with GRACE assuring people it's not, it's like no one bats an eye and loves shoving the poor woman under the bus with their accusations and crazy talks. after a while, GRACE stopped defending her songs, letting the public interpret them however they want, as she keeps releasing album after an album that kind of is shit-talking people who bring nothing but hate to the table.
⸻⸻ ﹕ QUESTION WORTH DYING FOR ⠀ › ⠀ GRACE'S THOUGHTS.
" honestly, i could care less about what other people think, " grace admits like it's second nature to her, " every shit they're spewing online has already been said to my face, so why should i spend my time worrying about children's opinion when i could be out there making money and a name for myself. " she looks up, sending a sarcastic smile before smirking, " besides, i don't see them anywhere in the music industry, yet they have the right to judge me and what-not. ridiculous. "
#⸻⸻ ⠀・。⠀▸ ﹕ GLASSHOUSE ⠀ › ⠀ CEO.#⸻⸻ ⠀・。⠀▸ ﹕ GLASSHOUSE ⠀ › ⠀ ASKS.#ficnetfairy#anon <3#as soon as i got this ask i had to do it!! hope this shows a lil bit more of grace!
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Hihi, nice ask time!! What's your go-to purchase when you decide to treat yourself?
hi friend! thank you for the ask!
i love buying indoor plants, but i had to stop doing that because my partner got sick of having to keep them alive (i'm not good at that part) and also our house was turning into a jungle kshjdfskdjh
i love candles - specifically glasshouse candles. my favourite scent is kyoto in bloom!
i'll put a picture below. always keen to hear about other people's favourite scents!
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bush v gore anon: look I'm expressing attraction toward men on my blog this evening, wouldn't want innocent gross lesbian body horror porno fans to get too excited, come looking for more, and get a faceful DILF
I respect your right to remain shrouded in mystery! very sexy of you. I hope the DILF shows hole
#also. I'm here on this blog chronicling my unhinged descent into shipping a racing twink / his married boss#so I'm not going to throw any stones from inside this beautiful glasshouse u know#go forth and fuck that old man#ask#anonymous
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machinarium profile pic and header instant follow !! I'm gonna go listen to the soundtrack now
WOHOOOO YIPPEEEE another machinarium enjouer!!!!! Yeah the header is sadly gone now & as much as I love josef im afraid the icon has run its course as well but I’ll always be a machinarium blog in my heart ^_________^
also this is not relevant but im enchanted by the beautiful heart-shaped radish harvest happening in my follower count
#WHATS YOUR FAVORITE SONG FROM THE SOUNDTRACK IM SO CURIOUS!!!!!!! mine’s probably nanorobot tune or the glasshouse with butterfly……..#i should go listen to it now tomáš dvořák the composer you are#asks#im so sorry for how long it took me to answer this I wish my brain was normal
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Still working on the 'rules' of this end of the universe, but I think we're getting a good start on The Darkening Sky: MOTA.
"Looks like we've got a couple of ladies around," Gale said, lightly curious as a couple of the ground crews zipped by in jeeps, all chapped faces and pigtails.
"Lousy with 'em," Egan reported, sounding none too pleased about it. "Air crew, ground crew, weatherwomen. I wish that Warren woman had fucking stayed home."
"You know she's from Wyoming?" Gale said, mostly to DeMarco. "Her grandfather was the state governor."
"I don't care if he was the goddamn president of the United States," Egan interjected angrily. "Having women over here ain't helping us do shit."
"What's this - John Egan has a bad opinion of the fairer sex?" Gale could only smile. "John, has someone hurt you since I've seen you last?"
"No," Egan said, though he still sounded mighty sore about it. "We've got a lady looey running the control tower who's a goddamn pain in my ass."
Gale exchanged a look with DeMarco and raised his eyebrows, and DeMarco grinned back. Oh, so that's how it is.
Egan began to drive them back, giving them the tour as they went - runway, taxiway, hard stands - and finally the control tower, checkerboarded against the sky. Egan parked the jeep and took the stairs two at a time up to the observation level. There were four women, stationed inside the glasshouse, each of them wearing headsets and watching the runway from their stations. The single woman standing turned around and glimpsed the three of them through the glass, her neutral face deepening into a frown before she excused herself and stepped outside to the tower's observation deck. (She looked like she was ready to run interference, the way she was standing between Egan and the door.)
But Egan, it seemed, was ready, his hands already up, "Don't shoot, I'm just giving the new fellows a tour. Buck, Ben, this Lieutenant Callaway, our Control Officer. Lieutenant Callaway, this is Major Gale Cleven, and Captain Benny DeMarco."
The lieutenant nodded, keeping her arms firmly crossed over her chest. She was around their age, with dark hair pulled back into a tight roll and was wearing trousers - practical, probably, for the wind they got up here. She had a way of standing that told Buck that she was not in the business of being easily moved - and staring down John with an expression that could only mean that the pain in the ass feeling was mutual. "Sir."
"Does Lieutenant Callaway have a first name, or do you just not feel like being neighborly with it?" Gale asked, trying to be pleasant, looking between the two of them with faint but growing interest.
"It's Cordelia, but I think Lieutenant will be just fine, for now, Major."
Gale nodded, filing that away with John's earlier remarks. "Heard and acknowledged, Lieutenant. Nice to put a face with a voice after the landing. Looking forward to working with you."
Callaway nodded, and returned to her post, though she continued glancing over her shoulder until she was convinced they were all really leaving.
"She seems nice," DeMarco ventured, glancing again at Cleven as they headed down the stairs and back to Egan's jeep.
Egan scoffed. "Nice, ha. She's a goddamn iceberg. Had me written up for handing out a few compliments to her crew one night - said I was unprofessional, and a threat to group morale."
"The way you go through girls, Bucky, you would be," DeMarco said with a grin. "They take stuff like that personally, you know."
Egan rolled his eyes. "Remind me why the hell I'm friends with you jokers?" He looked at the two of them and scowled at two very knowledgeable smiles. "Oh, get out of my jeep. You're walking back." He picked up Gale's flight bag and pitched it out of the front seat, giving DeMarco just enough time to grab his before he'd shifted the jeep into gear and roared off on his own.
"He'll be fine in an hour," Gale predicted, hefting his flight bag back over his shoulder so that he and Benny could continue their long walk back down the airfield towards the dispersal huts and crew quarters.
DeMarco watched the jeep disappear down the runway and scoffed. "So how long do you think he's wanted to fuck her?"
Gale grinned, entertained that it was that obvious to someone else, too. "Since the minute they met, I think." And I get the sense she's not the kind to fall for easy charm.
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If you liked meeting Cord, you'll love reading more about 'that Warren woman' who is currently in my Band of Brothers fanfic The Darkening Sky. You can read the whole thing on AO3.
#cord#tds cinematic universe#cordelia callaway#is this a blind date?#could be!#also I really really think i did good with egan and cleven's voices here#masters of the air spoilers
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until i find you.
Lord!Morpheus x Reader (Victorian Era AU) One-shot
Run-through: You work in the Lord’s manor as a servant. Lord Morpheus was a busy man; always working or hosting parties to entertain his equally rich friends. And cleaning and dusting was not the only thing you did at the manor. Lord Morpheus had needs and fantasies that he often asked you to cater to and indulge in - and he paid you handsomely for all your services. Your exploits have always been transactional and secretive of course, for various reasons. But over time, things changed. And when one night somebody else starts to show interest in you, Morpheus is forced to remind everyone - including yourself - that you belong to no one but him.
Themes: smut, explicit language, dom!morpheus, degrading kink, fluff, voyeurism, a little morpheus x hob/ morpheus x reader x hob action (brief, no threesomes), possessive!morpheus, one very smutty hide and seek leading to slight primal play
a/n: this is quite long :)
“Lord Morpheus is asking for you upstairs.”
Those were the first words out of Lucienne’s mouth the moment she saw you while you were dusting in the library. Lucienne was responsible for the manor and in charge of the servants so when she says something all the servants are required to obey immediately.
You nodded at her, avoiding eye contact as much as possible because you knew that Lucienne was aware of the reasons why the Lord asked for you so frequently. You could tell that she knew why she often saw you exiting the Lord’s bedroom looking all dishevelled and with love bites on your neck. She knew but she never questioned you or shamed you in any way.
With a polite nod, you walked out of the library and up the stairs to get to the Lord’s study because that was where he often asked you to meet him during the afternoons. If you were summoned in the mornings it was usually in the drawing room or in the glasshouse outside, and late evenings were in his bedroom.
There was nothing you hated about this strange, sinful arrangement. Quite the contrary actually. Your parents had passed when you were very little, leaving you with almost nothing so you had to figure a way to earn money. You worked in a bakery which is where you were acquainted with Lucienne who at the time was looking for people to join the rest of the staff of the manor. She claimed that it is hard to recruit servants because most people in the village refused to get anywhere near Lord Morpheus’ manor.
‘It is a thing of nightmares.’ You’d once hear someone say. They were not exactly wrong given it was indeed an intimidating, remote and dark manor in the middle of lush, dark pine woods. It was always misty and damp but very much warm on the inside - quite like the Lord of the manor himself.
He was quite intimidating. Broody and handsome and filthy rich. He had power and knew how to use it. He threw the best and most lavish parties and masquerades. Whatever he wanted, he took. And that included you.
-
The day this whole thing between you and him began started out just like another. You showed up for work and began dusting. When you reached the Lord’s bedroom, you saw that the door was cracked open ever so slightly. Curiosity got the best of you and you peaked. You saw Lord Morpheus standing by his bed and knelt in front of him was his closest friend - Hob Gadling. The latter was smirking, looking up at Morpheus while inching closer to the tip of his cock.
You had heard all the rumours about Lord Morpheus and his friends and their tastes. You were rather intrigued by their lifestyle.
Your presence was noticed through the gasp you let out. Not out of horror or judgement, but just out of shock at how much that scene turned you on. Of course, Morpheus noticed. He asked you to come in and asked you if you wanted to watch. You nodded sheepishly and Morpheus gave you a proud smile.
So you watched Hob make his friend come and when he was done, he left with a satisfied smile on his face and threw a wink your way. Only when he was out of the room did Morpheus acknowledge your presence again.
“Did you like what you saw?” He had asked, tracing your lips with the tip of his finger. His voice made you shudder.
You nodded.
“You’re very quiet, aren’t you?”
“That’s because we’ve never met before, my Lord.”
He smirked, “No we haven’t. But I see you around all the time.” His hand then trailed down to your breasts where he fondled with them, inspecting them like he had the right to. “Do you mind my touch? I won’t do it if you don’t like it.” His smooth, deep and seductive voice was making your head all foggy.
You were quick to answer, “I don’t mind.”
He smirked again. “Well then, if I asked you to come here tomorrow morning and do what Hob just did to me, would you do it? Would you kneel and take my cock in your pretty mouth and make me come before I start my day?”
You agreed on the spot and that’s how it began. And ever since, whenever he called you showed up. Be it for a quick fuck, or oral sex or just him wanting to touch you and make you moan and squirm. And ever since, you got paid extra. More than anyone working at the manor.
In fact, he paid you a lot more than anyone else to a point where you were able to buy a nice house in just a few months. So you were very much thankful for the arrangement. Not just for the money, but the sex too because the Lord’s touch could be so… addictive. Sure, when you bought the house and all sorts of rumours began following you everywhere but you didn’t mind it.
You were happy and comfortable and able to afford all that you wanted. The opinion of others did not matter.
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You reached the dark, ornate doors of the Lord’s study room and you knocked twice before entering. And there he was - always in dark clothes and that pout on his pretty face like he was a bored King.
The moment his eyes met yours, he stopped pouting and even gave you a faint smile. “There you are.” He said in his voice which was as dark and as comforting as a cool night.
You managed a shy smile. You weren’t normally a shy or quiet person but there was something about him which made you all shy and submissive. “Lucienne said you wanted to see me.”
“Oh I want to do more than just see you.” He teased, taking a few steps in your direction. “But first, take everything off. I want you naked.”
You immediately obeyed. It wasn’t just for the extra money at the end of the month anymore, it was for the rush that came with him ordering you around. It was for the proud look on his face whenever you did as he asked. It was for the orgasms you knew were coming your way.
So you got rid of all that you were wearing. The white apron, the long black dress and all the layers under it until you were bare in front of him, naked for his inspection. You felt all hot and bothered just standing there under his gaze.
“Beautiful.” He commented, coming closer to drag a light finger around your nipples making them pucker up.
You gasped when he pinched one of them between his fingers. Only he could make your body tingle with one single touch.
Morpheus smirked wider. “If I could, I’d make you walk around my manor naked with not a single piece of fabric shielding you from me.” He leaned closer to whisper into your ear, “But I also do not want anyone else to have the pleasure of seeing you like this.” Both of his hands reached out to then grab you by the waist and pull you closer, “All of this is mine,” He said as his hands trailed up and down your sides.
You looked up into his pretty eyes and whispered, “All yours, my Lord.”
He was pleased. “Then kneel.” He said, taking a small step back to give you room to kneel in front of him.
You knew what was coming, and you were just as excited as the first time.
“Eager, are we?” He taunted, teasing you for the way you kept eyeing the bulge in between his legs.
But all you could do was nod and mumble a pathetic little, “Please…”
Morpheus smiled down at you, reaching out to gently caress your cheek as he said, “Go on, make me come.”
Your hands hurried to unbutton his clothes until you freed his erected cock. You stopped and stared for a few seconds; the mere sight of his thick cock had you almost whining with need, but then you remembered his orders.
You immediately wrapped your hands around his cock and placed your mouth on his tip; your tongue slowly circling his tip. He slid his hand into your hair and grabbed a fistful of it; tugging on it gently and slowly pushed himself deeper into your mouth. He murmured, “Take me deep into that pretty mouth.”
And you did. You took him inch by inch until he filled your mouth. You tried to keep your eyes on his perfect face as you sucked on his cock. Morpheus was always handsome. But when he was like this? Mouth parted with soft moans escaping his lips, his eyes shut in pleasure with his cock in your mouth? Like this he looked majestic and every bit the powerful and rich Lord that he was.
“Good god…” he moaned as you quickened your pace. He thrust forward very gently into your mouth, and pulled out right before you gagged. And he repeated the motion until you kept your head in place and it was him who was fucking your mouth.
“Your mouth feels so good… so warm.” He moaned and panted and tugged harder on your hair. His words made you shiver, and you discretely slid your hand down in between your legs to touch yourself while he fucked your mouth.
Once he noticed, Morpheus smirked and quickened the pace at which he moved in and out of your mouth. “You cannot help but touch yourself while my cock is in your mouth, hmm?” He teased.
You whined but given your mouth was full it sounded muffled. Morpheus’ smirk widened, “Well don’t you stop. I want you to come with me.” He said, twitching against your tongue.
He swore under his breath as you dragged your tongue over the slit on this tip very lazily, tasting his pre-cum. He looked down at you with burning desire in his eyes. His moans only made you touch yourself faster.
“Make me come, and I want you to come with me.” He said again, staring deep into your eyes as you sucked harder on his cock while you fingered yourself until you both came undone.
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Sometime during the following week, Morpheus left to visit a friend and no one in the manor knew exactly when he would be returning back home. He often left for a couple of days at a time; travelling and meeting new people, visiting friends, attending parties and all that. But this time, it had been a whole week and he still was not back yet.
It’s not like you missed him, right? You just missed playtime with him. You missed him looking at you with mischief and lust in his eyes. You missed kneeling for him and making him come undone. You missed the way he caressed your body. The way you felt all warm and tingly just by being the receiver of his attention… you were wet just thinking about it.
You were lost in the thoughts of Morpheus as you were dusting in the library, which is probably why you didn’t notice the movement in your peripheral vision and only took note of another presence in the room when you felt someone standing right behind you.
You froze for a brief second then let out a sigh of relief when you realised that it was Morpheus himself. You could tell by the warmth of his body heat and that scent of his. Clean, male and very much alluring. “You’re back, my Lord.” You spoke softly, without turning around to face him.
His arm circled your waist as he pulled you into his chest. He nuzzled your neck, kissing your skin softly as he whispered into your ear, “I’ve missed you.”
He didn’t wait for a reply as he started bunching up your dress until he could slide his hand under the hem and touch you in between your legs. “No more layers upon layers.” He noted, finding you bare under the long uniform dress. “I see you obeyed even when I was not here.” He had asked you not to wear anything under the dresses so he was pleased to see that you listened.
“Did you miss me while I was gone?” He shamelessly moved a finger up and down your slit, finding it dripping wet. You let out a soft moan when he easily slid a finger inside you, finger-fucking you gently. “Hmm, I suppose you did.” He taunted in his seductive voice which you had missed so much as well.
He noticed the way your hips were moving on their own, grinding down on his finger and seeking, chasing an orgasm. But just when you got a little louder, he removed his finger from you. You groaned in what sounded like annoyance.
Morpheus smirked, biting down gently on your neck. “Fine, give me a moment. I’ll fuck you good.” He grabbed the nearby library ladder and dragged it closer until it was right beside you. “Put your leg up for me.” He said as he guided one of your legs up on the second step of the ladder. Not too high up but just enough to part your legs.
You were already breathing heavily and all he’d done was tease you a little bit and touched your thigh. This man was turning you into a shameless, wanton woman but you were far from complaining. “Please, my Lord.” You gasped. “I’ve waited long enough.” You whined, begging.
Morpheus just teased you even more.
“I’ve waited for a long time as well.” He said, making you let out a quiet moan as he aligned his cock to your hole, pushing in just a little bit. The tiniest bit to the point where you backed your ass against him, craving the friction that he refused to give you as he teased you over and over again by sliding the tip of his cock up and down your slit and around your hole. “Do you know how many beautiful women threw themselves at me while I was away?”
His question made you tense up and a strange, consuming feeling took over you. Burning, itching on the inside. Was this jealousy? It couldn’t be… right? All you could say back to him was a monotonous, “Oh?”
“Yes,” He confirmed. “But I knew none of them would satisfy me like you do, so I did not even want to touch them. I wanted to come home to this. To you.” He whispered into your ear as he grabbed you by the hips and slowly, steadily slid his cock deep inside you. He let out a gasp of pleasure and a grunt as you immediately clenched around him. “Hmm, this is exactly why I didn’t touch those lovely ladies. Because none of them would feel as good as you.”
The stretch as he filled you up was crazy good. It consumed you. He consumed you. His slow, shallow thrusts which you knew would speed up soon, paired with how he kept gasping and breathing heavily right in your ear made you shiver. But at the same time, the thought of women throwing themselves at him made you want to scratch something.
And you didn’t notice it was his arm that you were sinking your nails into until his hissed into your ear, followed by a chuckle. “It bothers you, does it?” He asked, still fucking you slow but now deeper. “The thought of me in the company of other women troubles you, hmm?”
It was your turn to smirk even though he couldn’t see it. “You are free to do as you please, my Lord. Free to indulge in whatever and whoever you want.” You hoped it stung him similar to how his previous words stung you.
But he just growled, fucking harder and deeper into you. His cock sliding in and out of you easily but also stretching you out with each thrust. One of his hands gripped your hip, pulling you back into him each time as he fucked into you, while the other hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed just a little bit. You smiled as he choked you just enough to heighten the pleasure. This is why you loved being fucked by him.
“Oh?” He spoke darkly into your ear. His voice smoky and dangerous and powerful. “Does that mean you grant yourself the liberty of indulging in others when I am away? Hmm? Does that mean that someone else touches what is mine when I am not home?” He asked in an accusatory tone, fucking you faster before you even had a chance to answer to him.
“No…” You groaned. “No one touches me when you’re gone.” You clarified, whining a little bit as he fucked you relentlessly until you came undone. He pulled out and finished right against your inner thighs before he bent you over the nearest desk and fucked you again until you almost passed out.
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One evening, as you were getting ready to leave, Morpheus personally walked over and asked if you could stay the night.
You stopped just steps away from the grand front door. “What for, my Lord?” You asked, already seeing the pure lust in his eyes.
“I want us to play a new game tonight.” His words made you clench your thighs together under your uniform.
You had ‘played’ with him many, many times. All of his fantasies, no matter how wild or sinful, you’d consensually and excitedly entertained them all. Be it when he wanted to tie you to his bed and see how many times he can make you come all over his tongue in one hour. Be it when he asked you to sit on his lap and keep his cock warm for him while he signed paperwork at his desk.
But you had never stayed the night at the manor. Ever. So your heart raced at the thought of it. Still you asked, “Are you sure that will be… wise, my Lord?” You had a coy smile on your face as he approached you.
Morpheus smirked, stepping closer to you and gently touched your face. All the other servants had left for the day so there was just you and him in the manor so he didn’t have to think twice before touching so openly in his foyer.
“Don’t tell me you believe all the rumours they spread about my home?” He said so in a pleasant tone.
He knew all the fake gossip that went around concerning his manor. Some believed it was haunted given its grim and broody and dark look. Others believed that there were supernatural creatures living in the woods which surrounded the manor. Some even said that those who spent a night in the manor either went mad or ended up selling their soul to the Lord of the manor himself. There was also a handful who believed that Morpheus was not human or that he kept monsters trapped in his basement.
“No,” You said quickly. “I do not. It’s just… I have never spent the night here.” You said. “Not that I don’t want to.” You added.
Morpheus was pleased. “Well then, come upstairs. I’ll tell you the rules of our game for tonight.”
You couldn’t ignore the way you felt hot at the sound of those words. You followed him quickly, stealing glances of the back of his head and his soft hair as you went. You couldn’t help but remember all the times you’d pull onto that soft hair while he made you come.
Morpheus led you over to his bedroom, and you thought you two would just have fun in there for the whole night. But he had other plans. You looked around the room, searching for what he could’ve possibly brought you here for but the only thing that was unusual was the thin, white nightgown on his bed.
He pointed at it and said, “Get changed.”
You could hear the slight teasing in his tone. But you didn’t question it. You hid a smirk and walked over to his bed to grab the gown. It was so thin, so silky smooth under your touch. Granted, with the extra money you made now you were able to afford some of the finer things in life - including fine dresses. But this one gown was unlike anything you’d ever seen.
You didn’t question anything as you got changed. Under his attentive stare no less. Because of course, why would he be the proper gentleman that he is meant to be and turn away to give you privacy when he could be crass and stare? Part of you liked that you were one of the few people who knew of the immoral side of his.
Once you had the gown on, you were surprised at how much you liked it. It was light, flowy, and would definitely trail behind you when you’d walk. The sleeves were long and reached past your fingers. There were lace details around the very, very plunging neckline. You loved the gown.
Just to tease him a little you asked, “Do you want me to walk around and make people believe that there is an actual ghost that haunts your manor, my Lord?”
Morpheus gave you a proper smile and shook his head. “No.” He walked over to you and traced the deep neckline with the tip of his finger. “You know I went hunting for leisure with a few friends recently and… it awoke something in me. As it turns out, I like the allure of a chase. Of catching a prey then cornering it and watching it tremble in fear.” He spoke, moving his finger up to your mouth. “Tell me, would you be my prey tonight?”
It was pure sin the way you almost dropped to your knees right there and then. Did you want to be chased? Of course you did.
Breathless already, you asked, “What will you do to me if you catch me?”
Morpheus chuckled as he leaned in to kiss the corner of your mouth. “When,” He corrected, “I will catch you, I’ll do whatever I want.”
You almost moaned at the sound of that alone. His words dripped with sinful promises. “Where are we gonna play?” You asked, unable to look away from his soft mouth.
He smirked and said, “Outside. In the woods.”
That was a bit surprising. “But… it’s starting to rain.” You pointed out, able to hear the drops of water hitting the glass panes all over the manor. Not heavy, just steady rain.
“All the more exciting.” He answered.
And that’s when it clicked. The thin white gown would be transparent once it’s wet. And the way it trailed behind you would make it difficult to run. Not to mention the shrubs and thorny plants in the woods which could ruin the gown and tear it. That was what he wanted. Dirty, animalistic, primal. You would run and hide, he would chase and when he’d catch you - you’d be his little toy as always.
You gasped a little just thinking about it. Would he tackle you down on the forest floor and just take you there? Would he fuck you against a tree? Would he tear this pretty gown off your body and fuck you like an animal, like a man possesed by his desire and lust? And why was that so, so arousing?
“Do I get a head start?” You asked, biting down on your lower lip and hoping he doesn’t see the way you were dying to play already.
“Of course you do. One whole minute. Now go.”
He smacked your butt and you immediately ran out of the room, unable to hold back from giggling as you ran down the dimly lit corridor, down the stairs and out of the manor. You had thirty seconds to make it to the woods before he began searching for you.
The rain was still light, but you could feel the fabric of the gown sticking to your body already. You squealed in excitement as you finally made it into the woods. It was dark in there. The sun had set and it would get pitch black the further in you go. You tried not to hide near the river because that would be too obvious, instead you went as further into the woods as you could and only slowed down when you were in complete darkness. The forest ground was covered in moss and the hem of the long gown was muddy already.
You giggled as you heard footsteps echoing in the woods. You quickly hid behind a large tree when you heard him call out, “You better hide well, little prey. I do not promise to be too merciful when I catch you.”
Judging by the sound of his voice, he was still far away. But the whole thing made your heart race. The silence of the woods, the rain falling down like in slow motion, the way the soaked, now transparent gown stuck to your body like a second skin, the adrenaline in your veins as you ran further away from him. And the anticipation of what would happen when he catches you.
As you ran, you felt the skirt of the gown get stuck to thorns and other plants. At some point you heard the sound of fabric tearing but it was too dark to see and you didn’t have time to assess the damage done to the dress as you ran further away from the sound of his voice.
“Alright,” He teased. “I promise you some amount of mercy. Come out now.”
You smirked and ran still, stopping every now and then to listen and try to gauge where he was. You were completely drenched at this point, running for your life like a madwoman. Trying to get away from an imaginary monster who in reality was a handsome Lord.
You tried to step on the patches of moss so he wouldn’t hear you. But you heard his footsteps, running, chasing and weirdly closer to you than earlier.
“I think I hear you.” He called out, chuckling like a villain.
You gasped and ran faster… only to trip on a fallen branch and fall. You cursed before getting up, now with leaves and dirt sticking to you. You heard him. He was closer. Closer. You ran faster. Hoping to be able to somehow lose him and make your way back out of the woods and seek shelter in the glasshouse.
You couldn’t do that because right when you were about to make a sharp turn, Morpheus grabbed you by the elbow and tackled you to the ground. Luckily you both fell on a soft, wet patch of moss rather than a puddle of mud. That would be messy.
“Caught you.” He growled, straddling your squirming body and pinning your hands above your head. “You did so well, little prey. But remind me, what did I say I would do when I catch you?”
You were still breathless. “Whatever you want.” You answered, heart racing. Your body was warm because of how fast your heart was pumping blood but the moss beneath you was cold, so cold. The contrast was somehow agonisingly good.
“Hmm… whatever I want.” He repeated, not wasting a single moment as he grabbed your gown at the neckline and tore it until about your midsection, baring your breasts to him. He almost growled again as he leaned down to take them in his mouth, sucking and biting and alternating between the two of them.
You gasped and moaned and squirmed under him. The drops of water constantly dripped on the two of you, thankfully the pine trees took the brunt of the now heavy rain. But you could hear it, the sound of the rain falling. The grunts and groans coming from Morpheus’ mouth, the sound of your moaning, the chill in the air. It was all too much.
Morpheus’ mouth moved from your breasts and kissed down your drenched torso until he reached your inner thighs where he parted your legs and settled in between them. You moaned shamelessly when you felt his warm, wet tongue lick down your folds.
His tongue slipped past your folds and teased your entrance, occasionally flicking your throbbing clit mercilessly until you screamed. Your hands immediately gripped his hair and tugged gently at his roots.
He licked and sucked relentlessly, “You taste so good…” He whispered as he ate you out until you whined, throwing your head back and moaning at how good he felt. His warm mouth pressed against your most intimate part, his tongue stroking you.
He growled when your hips instinctively bucked against his mouth. You whined as the sounds he made reverberated through your entire body, causing goosebumps to erupt all over your body.
“Eager, greedy little prey.”
You felt tingles shooting through you as he teased you incessantly. Even in the darkness, you could sense that his piercing eyes were wild and fierce, staring up at you from in between your legs.
“You’re all mine to keep now that I’ve caught you…” he whispered, thrusting his tongue deeper into you. You moaned and whimpered, your body getting warmer and warmer with each touch of his tongue.
“Please, please, please…” You chanted as you felt your walls tighten around nothing, and you knew you were close. You could only moan and whimper as he kept licking deeper into you, your back arching off the cold ground. You felt him quicken his pace and you felt the pressure building up in between your hips until you couldn’t handle it anymore; and you came undone all over his lips, moaning and whimpering.
Morpheus tore the rest of your gown off before his hand found itself around your throat as he parted your legs and pushed his cock into you without wasting a second, stretching you out. You felt so dirty, being fucked on the forest floor by a man who looked like his lust clouded his judgment because rich men like him weren’t supposed to fuck in places like these so… carelessly. But here you both were and you loved every second of it.
“Poor you, couldn’t even run and hide, could you? Or maybe you secretly did want to be found and fucked like this? Hmm?” He questioned, knowing you weren’t in a headspace to answer him given his hand was around your throat and his cock buried so deep inside of you - he knew your brain was a foggy mess.
And he was right because all you could so was whine and moan as he began fucking into you hard and fast. There was nothing gentle about it. He was wild like his surroundings, and passionate, animalistic; fucking you like there’s no tomorrow.
He tightened his grip around your throat as he sped up into you, growling right in your ear and telling you that you belonged to him now that he had caught you.
“All mine.”
The cold didn’t matter now that his warm, though clothed, body was pressing down on you. Something about you being completely naked while he was still dressed made the moment all the more immoral.
“All yours.”
You were a moaning mess under him, your hands finding their way into his hair as he fucked you nice and hard. It was all too overwhelming; his voice, his weight on top of you, his cock thrusting in and out of you repeatedly…
He released your throat and placed his hand on your abdomen, pressing down on your front so he can feel himself inside you with each thrust. He stared into your eyes while he sped up into you again. “There I am.” He said, thrusting into your extra hard to prove his point. He smirked when your body squirmed under him. “Are you going to come for me? Yes? You will come for your Lord as he fucks you in the middle of a dark forest? Hmm?” He chuckled, “Of course you will,” He said, with pride in his voice, “Because you’re mine.”
He pressed his lips to yours as he made you come first, his mouth swallowing your moans as you orgasmed before he pulled out and came all over your inner thighs.
—
Things changed after that little game in the woods.
The following morning, you woke up in Morpheus’ bed with him sleeping soundly next to you. You tried to tiptoe out of there but he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you under the covers with him again.
“Don’t go.” He whispered.
And you stayed.
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The next few weeks which followed, you and Morpheus had plenty of playtime together. Sometimes he would even risk a caress or a kiss when no one was looking. You two played the game in the woods a few more times. One time Morpheus caught you by the river and fucked you right there on the damp ground. Another time he caught you while you hid behind a large tree and then went on to fuck you right up against that very tree. Another time was in the glasshouse. Humid and warm but so, so good.
Somehow, it felt like over time you and Morpheus had gotten closer since now you often spent nights at the manor. You tried not to daydream too much but you couldn’t help but think about what things would be like if you were to start a romantic relationship with him. But then again, who were you kidding? You were but a mere servant.
But you were proven wrong one night.
At a lavish party hosted by the Lord of the manor himself.
Morpheus was walking around the extravagant masquerade ball he was hosting, mingling with his friends and making sure everyone was comfortable and having a good time. He was himself having a nice time. This was his favourite scene; good music, good wine, moody decor, dimly lit ballroom and…
Morpheus’ smile dropped the moment his eyes landed on you. Like most of the staff, you were helping around and catering to his guests under Lucienne’s watchful eyes. And the whole night, Morpheus had been searching for an opportunity to steal you away from the crowded room.
But now that he saw you, giggling at something Hob was whispering into your ear, he tightened his grip around his champagne flute and damn near broke it. Sure, Hob was his good friend and the two had a lot of fun together but… he disliked the sight of you so close to him.
His heart stung… with jealousy. He wasn’t ashamed to admit it. Normally he loved to share. Before you, him and his friends would often share their playthings. But now that he thinks about it, he wouldn’t be able to share you with anyone. Not even his closest friends.
So he approached you and Hob, glaring at the latter but remaining pleasant as he told his good friend, “Go find someone else to play with. She’s mine.”
Hob smirked, immediately understanding but still deciding to be annoying about it as he persisted. “But you always share.”
Morpheus glared at him. “Not anymore. Go.”
“But-,”
“Enough.” Morpheus growled.
Hob left with a mischievous smirk on his face. And you immediately apologised, “I am so sorry, my Lord. I didn’t-,”
He cut you off by grabbing your hand and leading you out of that room. You tried to mumble another apology but he just glared at you and that look alone shut you up until he pulled you into a random guest room.
“Must I always remind you that I hate it when other people touch what is mine?” He asked, “I mean you, by the way.”
You couldn’t even look up at him as he chastised you. You kept your eyes on the carpet on the ground but he grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at him.
“Answer me.”
You spoke sheepishly, “I apologise. Mr Gadling was just sharing a funny anecdote.”
Morpheus scoffed, “Hob should not be sharing anything with you.”
You couldn’t help but blurt out, “But I thought since you and Mr Gadling are close friends, you wouldn’t mind, my Lord.”
He tightened his grip on your jaw and said, “Well, it appears that I do mind when it comes to you.” He leaned closer, barely brushing his lips against yours as he said, “I absolutely hate the thought of sharing you.”
“I really am sorry.” You said softly.
Morpheus stood his ground. “No, I think you must be reminded who you belong to.” Then he looked around, assessing the room to see what was available. He smirked a little when he saw the sofa in the middle of the room. “Clothes off and kneel on the sofa with your back to me.”
You did as he asked. You took your uniform off, discarding it carelessly on the floor as you made your way over to the sofa - where Morpheus was already waiting, looking impatient with that princely pout on his face.
You knelt on the couch in front of him, legs spread apart, hands gripping the back of the couch with your back to him as he stood behind you. You could feel him right there; quiet as he watched you. He purposely let the silence go on because he liked the way you squirmed in anticipation.
“I must be spoiling you too much for you to act with such disobedience so shamelessly.” He pointed out.
You felt the need to say, “I wasn’t being disobedient.” Though you knew that would only provoke him even more.
“Shh, I’ll be the judge of that. And I think…” He gripped your hair and pulled your head back just enough so that he was able to lean in and let you feel his soft, warm lips hovering over the side of your throat, “... that sharing jokes and laughing with other men while I’m in the room is considered disobedience.”
You couldn’t help but shiver and squirm some more as his lips brushed against your warm skin. “I think you’re just making up excuses so you can punish me.”
“See?” He said immediately, leisurely kissing along your neck as his other hand reached around and toyed with your already wet folds, his fingers furiously toying with your clit and making you moan. “So disobedient. Doesn’t even have manners.” He murmured, “Talking back to her Lord so brazenly.”
You whined as he slid a finger inside you. “No… I’m- I’ve been so good all evening, my Lord.”
“Yes, except for the part where you let another man touch you without my permission.”
You argued, “But he is your friend.”
“And you belong to me and me alone.” His voice was deep and raspy when he spoke, his tongue licking along your neck while he abruptly stopped toying with your folds. “Maybe I have been too easy on you. Maybe I should make you beg, just to remind you that I do own you.”
You whimpered. “Please, it’s not my fault he came over and started talking to me. Not my fault if he was discreetly touching my hand and waist.” You played along, purposely pissing him off even more.
You had to hide a smirk as he tugged harder on your hair. He chuckled and tugged harder on your hair, making you whimper and moan even more, “Do you see how shameless and disobedient you’ve become? It’s all because of me. I don’t put you in your place often, I’ve been too nice to you lately.”
Your body was on fire, your cunt throbbing. “My Lord, please…” You couldn’t take it any longer.
“No, you will beg for me. Properly.” He persisted. Morpheus gripped each side of your hips, tightly, spreading your legs apart a little more as he aligned his cock to your entrance. Pushing just the slightest bit but not entering you. He pulled back and did it again. And again until you were whining and squirming.
“Please… please I want you.” You begged, shivering in need.
“Beg nicely and I might just let you have my cock.” He said. “Isn’t that what you want?”
You nodded, whining still.
“Well then beg for it.”
So you did. You begged shamelessly. Begged him to do whatever he wanted with you. Begged him to remind you that you belonged to him.
Morpheus was pleased with your begging. “Very good. Do you see how nice it is when you’re obedient?” He reached around and gently grabbed you by the throat, squeezing the slightest bit as he pushed his cock into you. Groaning as he filled you up.
You heard his hot, heavy breaths right by your ear as he pulled out and pushed back into you again, before he began pounding into you.
His hand left your throat and trailed down your body until his fingers found your clit which he rubbed lazily while fucking deep inside you.
Your moans were incessant, you could already feel a burn at the back of your throat already.
“Tell me who owns you,” He mumbled, slamming into you relentlessly, stretching you out and pounding into you like an animal.
The sounds of your skin slapping one another resonated around the room - and it drove you insane with pleasure. With knowing that you were the one being fucked by him. “You do.” You cried out, not bothering about how if someone were to press their ear to the door, they might just hear you.
“And who’s fucking you?”
“You are, my Lord.”
You could feel your walls clench around him, and tighten around his cock as he relentlessly slammed into you from behind. With the merciless way his fingers teased your clit, you knew you wouldn’t last much longer.
So your begging and your moans got more frequent and louder.
Morpheus did absolutely nothing to keep you quiet. “Scream louder for me,” He said instead, “Let everyone at my party hear who’s fucking you. Let them know exactly who owns you,” He whispered against your shoulder as he rocked into you, faster and faster. He ended up biting down on your shoulder, making you cry out louder.
You were a teary mess. Tears streamed down your face as you begged him to make you come. You moaned and promised him that no other man will ever touch you again. You cried out loud in pleasure as his hands gripped your hips tighter, pushing you into him more and more each time he filled you up.
“Come for me.” He requested. “Come all over my cock.”
You felt a sweet pressure forming in between your legs, intensifying each time the tip of his cock brushed against your sensitive spot. It was overwhelming: the sound of his voice, the feeling of his warm skin touching the backs of your thighs, his cock deep inside you… it was too much. Too much… and then you came hard without a warning.
Morpheus didn’t slow down as your orgasm washed over you, he kept pounding into you even when your eyes rolled back. He kept slamming into you, chasing his own orgasm as your walls clenched around him, squeezing him until he came as well.
Deep inside you this time, filling you up abundantly with his cum.
You were both breathless and unable to move for the next few minutes. You were worn out. All you remember is being lowered onto the soft, padded, velvet sofa and being cuddled as something warm and equally soft was draped over you.
–
You woke up at some point. The house was quiet, and the room was dark. You tensed up.
“It’s alright. I’m here.” Morpheus said, wrapping his arms around you as he pulled you into his bare chest.
It was dark but you could make out the outline of his body as you snuggled back into his arms under the soft blanket he must have pulled over the two of you at some point during the night.
“It’s so quiet.” You pointed out, whispering.
He hummed, a little sleepily. “It’s almost sunrise. They all left.” He said. Then added, “You may take the day off and go home to rest. I know you must be… tired.” He said as he massaged your thigh, speaking in a tone that was both mischievous and soft.
You could do that. But then you let out a loud, dramatic sigh.
“What is it? Is something wrong?” He asked.
His warm hands still rested on your hip, where his thumb drew imaginary circles over and over again on your skin. You tried not to shiver under his touch. “Nothing is wrong, I just…”
“What?” He asked softly.
“I thought we would play again. Today, I mean.” You mumbled under your breath.
Morpheus chuckled. “We will, but you need to rest.”
“I don’t want to rest.” You said, growing a little, rather petulantly. You threw your arms around his taut, warm chest and he let out a soft chuckle as he wrapped his arms around you.
“I spoil you too much.” He whispered against your forehead.
You groaned, disagreeing.
He then made a deal, “Alright, we will play again but you have to get some sleep first. After all, I cannot overwork my woman.”
You tensed up for the second time. Morpheus chuckled.
“Don’t you pretend you did not see this coming?” He teased.
Did he mean it?
“But… I- I mean, how can I- you know this isn’t-,”
He shut you up with a kiss. A soft one, for a change. He kissed you deeply, lovingly. And when he pulled away from the kiss, he still kept his mouth pressed to yours. “I’ve been on my own for what feels like ages. But now both me and this manor need a lady.”
Your head spun. “My Lord…” Your face got really, really hot and you tried to hide into the crook of his neck. Your heart was racing and you knew what your answer would be to this. Yes, of course you’d be his.
“I will not rush you.” He stated. Then he added, teasing you as he tightened his arms around you, hugging you closer, “But just know, if you try to run and hide, I won’t stop chasing you until I find you.”
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DMC HEADCANNON TIMEEE 2
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• Dante is Aromantic, and going off of that
• Dante and Lady dated for a brief period when they were 20~ish for a month but they soon broke up, Dante realised he was Aromantic and Lady realised she was a lesbian. It was really awkward and they don't talk about it.
• (also Demisexual Vergil fight me)
• Nero's the type of guy to crush a can of cola in his hand when he's angry
• He would never actively admit it, but Vergil instantly bonded to Nero, even if Nero himself didn't bond with Vergil. It's probably to do with some weird demon biology thing, as Vergil tries to show He cares in odd ways like offering to clean Nero's weapons (making sure the demon spawn can protect itself) or staring at him from across the room (monitoring the demon spawn to assure its survival). It freaks Nero out as he doesnt know what's going on.
• Nico plays pranks on Nero and Kyrie that border on being illegal
• Trish and Vergil kind of have an unspoken bond/connection (?). Like demon to demon communication especially after the V and Trish talk
• Vergil moved into Devil May Cry without asking Dante after dmc5 and claimed a couch and a portion of the office as his. Dante won't admit that he doesn't mind.
• Also about vergil, When Patty came to Devil May Cry after the events of dmc5, she yelled at Dante for an hour for missing her birthday among other things. Vergil thought it was hilarious but he stayed quiet the whole time as usual.
• Nero roughhouses with the kids at the orphanage, and he always tries to stay gentle, but those kids man... they're out for blood. One time Nero ended up with a huge gash over his eyebrow that surprisingly left a scar.
+ plus scent choices!!!
• Lady likes Versace perfume or light floral scents. Don't know how to explain this one
• Trish likes deeper, more musky scents. For example Kyoto in Bloom by glasshouse fragrances (my signature scent lol). She also smells of this hair oil my mum uses. Very nice ^^
• Vergil likes cool, crisp scents, but not very masculine ones. More androgynous or feminine. Otherwise he smells like old books, like the old sci-fi books my dad gave me
• Nero likes cheap cologne, anything to cover up the blood smell that seems to hang around as to not scare the kids
• Kyrie likes either light, sweet scents or deep, stormy scents. She tends to lean to more deep scents.
• Dante smells like pizza grease and Lynx Africa All the time (go argue with a wall) but if he had to choose he would probably smell like roses or something with sandalwood. Heavy scents.
#thats it!#tried to decorate a bit more so it looks nice#had fun with this one#this was a long but i just had so many ideas#especially the last part with the scents#i'll just let this speak for itself so have fun reading!#devil may cry#dmc#dmc5#dmc headcanons#vergil#dante#nero#trish#lady dmc#kyrie dmc#patty dmc#dont ask about the weird tags i know ok#devil may cry 5#edit this feels very vergil centric now that im reading it again
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[ denouement ] itoshi rin
♡ contains: 717 words. angst, breakup
♡ summary: it's foolish to think that everything could last because everything has an end, just like your relationship with rin.
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your relationship with rin hasn't always been this frustrating.
it wasn't always shrouded with anger, silence, indifference, exhaustion–it wasn't like an abandoned home. the relationship you had before reminds you of a glasshouse, filled with delicate flowers, lively trees, embellished with such fancy decorations.
but the longer you stare, at him, at the house you shared, the harder it is to find that very glasshouse.
at times, you feel like the center of everyone's attention, compliments were thrown from all directions, a paragon of a picture perfect couple that could withstand even the deadliest of calamity.
and naively, you believe them. you believe that in every argument, a little comfort could mend it. in every misunderstanding, an apology could fix it. and in every agonizing word, swallowing it would be the best possible solution.
there were moments you couldn't forget, times where rin would show you just how much he loves you. greets you when he gets home, places a loving kiss on your lips as he bids you goodbye, whispers sweet words of confession as he drifts off to sleep—but it all crumbles, lost within the pits of the past.
as the relationship gradually reaches its ending, you could feel the change in his aura.
his usual affectionate demeanor was nowhere to be seen, morphed into something aching to an uncaring stranger. the warmth in his embrace disappeared, it feels like the gush of wind during the winter season, cold, frigid.
the sparks in his eyes that used to be blooming with love and delight were gone, no matter how long you search for it, it's futile—he's already gone, the rin you used to love is gone.
the delicate glasshouse you used to cherish becomes old, rundown, filled with pests and withering plants—a sign that it's insoluble. still, you hold on to its entrance, you hold on to rin’s heart despite seeing the obvious look on his face.
your heart pounds; in anger, sorrow, desperation, eyes fixated on his figure. you watched with glassy eyes as his jaw clenched, one hand massaging his temples—it's a look that he's about to lose every single fiber of his patience, with this relationship, with you. at this point you should've been quiet.
“what happened? why did you change rin?”
but the words just easily slipped out of your lips, wanting to break free and be answered. the question lingers in the air, and with every passing second it makes you regret even asking him, it becomes much worse the moment you search for his reaction, his response.
“i fell out of love” it stings, like acid permeating your skin. “I just- I don't know, it's just one day I realized that I'm not in love with you like I used to.” it becomes more unbearable with every syllable he speaks.
it's difficult to remain standing at this point, like your knees would give up any second, but it's even harder to look at the face of the man you love with all of your heart. you turned your back, swallowing the excruciating lump in your throat before you spoke up one last time.
“let’s break up” rin freezes in his spot, lets you leave the apartment, lets you leave the glasshouse that was once your relationship, it was the last thing you saw, a lukewarm expression–something that didn't surprise you.
you would've told him a lot of things, cursed him to satiate your anger, asked him for explanations but you couldn't, you don't want to. it's not like asking him would change anything; it's not like his answers could fix your already broken relationship.
escaping from this heartbreaking situation is the only option you have.
the outdoor breeze didn't faze you, not when the only thing you could register is the shattering of your heart, the moments during the breakup replaying in your mind and the tears that cascaded in your cheeks as you trudge your feet further away from the house you both shared.
you were wrong to think that the love he has for you would remain for the longest of time, to think that your relationship is as resilient as they make it out to be.
because now, like how the glasshouse you used to treasure crumbles, your relationship with rin, has finally reached its ending.
#🍫. triple treat#bllk angst#bllk x reader#bllk x you#bllk imagines#bllk scenarios#blue lock x reader#blue lock x you#blue lock angst#blue lock imagines#blue lock scenarios#itoshi x reader#itoshi angst#itoshi scenarios#itoshi imagines#rin x reader#rin angst#rin imagines#rin scenarios#itoshi rin x reader#itoshi rin angst#itoshi rin imagines#itoshi rin scenarios
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Bonten x Fem! Pimp! Reader.
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Pt 2
Chapter 1
L/N Y/N rode through the city of Tokyo late at night in her black BMW X6, driving to one of the clubs which Bonten owns in order to count her profits, for her girls worked at a couple of the clubs which was own by Bonten.
Tonight's chosen location was called 'The Glasshouse'. When she arrived, music was blasting as well as the flashing lights. She sighed deeply, her distaste for loud places evident, even though she regularly went to such places due to her job. She went in and dove through the large crowd, trailing up the stairs and arriving in front of the private room for only Bonten members. The guards in front of the room looked at her, assuming she was one of the whores who worked there, but there confusion grew when they noticed her dressing. Her large, pompous fur coat hanging over she shoulders, her black suit fitting her perfectly, her (Your hair length) (Your hair color) flowing freely. But none the less, the guards let her proceed.
When she entered the room, everyone turned their eyes towards her, the Bonten members as well as the girls they were with. Aside from Kakucho and Kokonoi, no one else knew that Y/N worked hand in hand with Bonten, so the rest thought she was just a common whore and they were perplexed why she dressed in a way that showed no skin at all. Ran was the first to approach her.
"Are you lost, angel?" He asked her "If you're gonna be a slut, you gotta dress the part, darling"
Y/N looked at him in disgust, her nose scrunching up before walking past him and going towards Kakucho and Kokonoi. She was stopped by Sanzu who pointed a gun at her head.
"I don't see the reason why a common whore should act all high and mighty. Who the fuck do you think you are?" Sanzu said with a slight crazed glint in his eyes "Should I blow your brains out right now?"
"Stop that, Sanzu. Put the gun down, she's a business partner, the girls who work in some of our clubs are hers" Kakucho said.
The eyes of the girls in the room widened, finally remembering who she was and they shivered with fear. Y/N looked at all of them "I thought I told all of you how to greet me?" She asked.
The girls immediately got off the couches and got on their knees, their heads touching the floor and their pupils dilated in fear. "Sumimase!!!" They all yelled, shocking the Bonten members except Koko and Kaku.
"Leave. All of you" she said.
"Hai!" All the girls yelled and got of their knees and rushed out the door.
Y/N sighed as she sat beside Koko. "It's been a while since you last came here" Koko said. "I got bored, so I decided to see how much I had made." Y/N replied, crossing her legs and leaning her head back on the leather couch with her arms hanging out either side.
"Everyone, this is L/N Y/N. Like I said earlier, she works hand in hand in Bonten, her girls work in at least 70% of our clubs" Kakucho formally introduced her then turned to face her "I assume you know each and everyone of us already" he added and Y/N briefly nodded.
Before they could go any further, another of Y/N's girls barged in, her eyes filled with tears. Some guys called her ugly and some other harsh words that messed with her self-esteem. She ran in front of Y/N and explained the situation. Y/N held her hand and took her in front of a full length mirror then stood behind her.
"You know what I see?" Y/N asked
"What?"
"I see a strong, confident, beautiful young lady"
"Really?"
"Oh look, you're here too" Y/N laughed loudly, her words made the girl burst into a fit of tears. Y/N's grip on her the girl's shoulders tightened. "Cut the bullshit, this is what you're fucking paid for, so suck it the fuck up and go back out there and do your fucking job" Y/N said with the best smile she could fake and pushed the girl out of the room. She sighed and turned around, going back to sit beside Koko. She looked up and said "Now, shall we proceed?". Every single one of them were impressed with her straightforwardness, going straight to the point and not wanting to waste a single second.
As the night went on, Y/N remained in the Bonten's private room, counting how much she had made so far after not being present for a month. Even when she was done, she decided to stay because other than Koko and Kaku, she hadn't personally met any other executives of Bonten. In the middle of her stay, a call came in. She looked at the caller ID and sighed when she saw who it was. She answered and put the phone against her ear, "What is it, Slickback?" she asked, a hint of boredom could be noted in her tone.
Slickback was her 'co-worker' who was in charge of her business back in America. They worked together for almost 2 years.
"Cristal's dead." Slickback replied
"The fuck do you mean 'dead'? Cut the bullshit, she was the fucking best we had. What happened to her?"
"Murdered by a client. We found her body in a hotel room."
"Murdered? Ugh... Not this again, I'm tired of replacing these girls."
"What should we do with her body?"
"What we always do with the bodies of the others. Take it to a butcher, or do it yourself, chop it up and dump it in the lake, or the ocean. Preferably the ocean since that's deeper."
As Y/N said this, the Bonten executives all looked at her in shock, not believing the words they just heard. Y/N noticed their gaze, but didn't think much of it and turned her attention back to Slickback.
"Look, I'll call Kel and tell him to get a replacement that looks exactly like Cristal. Do not let anyone know about this, not her family, not her friends, no one. Got it?" She said.
"Got it. How long is that gonna take?" Slickback asked
"Probably like a week or two, he needs to find the right one with even the slightest similar features as Cristal, and needs to modify everything else. I'll give him a call. Alright?"
"Alright"
At that she hung up and sighed again, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger "Dumbass Slickback, can't do shit right"
She stood up and started walking out, getting tired already.
Ran was the first to stop her, immediately realizing that they might not see her again for quite a while and they most definitely cannot let an exquisite character like hers just disappear into thin air.
"Hey, wait." He called out, causing Y/N to turn around "Hm?"
"Can I have your number?"
The rest of the executives deadpanned at his request.
"Sure" Y/N replied, throwing her business card at him then finally walking away, leaving the executives, particularly the trio, to stare at her gold card in awe.
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(Follow up on ask) I want to try real hard to hike some part of the highlands, so anywhere up there really that I could get to by train.
And I’m also trying to go into Edinburgh to look around a bit! 🌿💚
(Also no pressure cause that is a big ask, just curious)
ah ok, highlands via train would be like west coast line up to fort william/mallaig, and tbh not super familiar with the areas (except for oban, which you can get a ferry to iona or mull etc from, which mull is vry nice. but check ferry things for that. also if you get off at luss or earlier at balloch you can get boat rides across loch lomond. loch lomond is so <3 i love going into the hills around there, haven't been to the arrochar alps tho which are on the side the train stations are on) Or you can get the train up from glasgow queen street in the inverness direction. i havent been to inverness but dunkeld & birnam on the way is very cute and has rly nice hikes from it (birnam hill!!, the hermitage!!, loch of the lowes). aviemore also has nice hikes going out from it (craigellachie nature reserve, plus steamtrain line up further north to abernethy forest type area maybe??? double check that). i'd stick to those lines rly for highland stuff. dont bother with aberdeen ive been told be so many people at this point (including from there) not to bother lol. its just boring. (unless youre using it to get on a ferry to orkney or shetland). .. hrmrmrmm for edinburgh. i am a bit of an edinburgh hater ,however the botanic gardens, the national gallery of scotland and lighthouse books are all nice. botanics are huge and nicely themed areas (and free except for the glasshouses which i've never been in) (but also out of th way of the city centre). national gallery has good stuff. lighthouse books is a queer-owned indie bookshop and has a rly nice selection of queer and political books but also various other local writers and things like that. its just rly nice. also Hadeel is palestinian gift shop items, so thats cool to go to i havent been tho. One world shop is also a nice fairtrade type shop. also i went to both holy cow cafe and lounge and the food was good . i will say tho that you absolutely can get into the highlands via edinburgh waverly but glasgow central + glasgow queen street have the west coast line + inverness route too, you'll need to go into glasgow for th west coast, in case you want to plan around that.
#its hard to do a tourist perspective bc i jus live here#but also if anyone is from edinburgh and knows cool things there then say in replies . bc i havent been there long enough#ever to know everything obvs. its not somewher ei go#and its too expensive to live in LOL#. but if u are in glasgow city centre for a while bc of trains. CCA and GOMA (for galleries) and ushi's for food#asks#also dont go to skye its too busy with tourists anyway and I would like to go so everyone else leave please
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I always thought Stupid Cupid would be on the same level as Red Velvet in terms of popularity! In your opinion which real group would you assign for your fic groups in those terms?
AINE ! ⠀ › ⠀ SAYS. omg you're being too nice anon!! i think red velvet is wayyy up the scale when looking at stupid cupid's popularity– took me a hot second to cook something up, but under the cut, you'll find all of my important groups / ocs ( including both npc & under co. groups! ) and their popularity based on irl kpop groups!
first, we have lilypad, aka the saviours of glasshouse! i'd definitely say that they're on par with kara! they've been releasing bops from the getgo, and have been doing so until their unfortunate ( or fortunate in this case ) disbandment, so kara would be the best group to mention in this case, especially when back in 2009, glasshouse only had crumbs and a handful of trainees to go with.
next on the list is raevil, aka the dead women walking! raevil = twice, and you can't prove me wrong!! the fact that each member comes from a different country just goes well with the public ( international more than domestic, bc we all know how knetz are about these types of things ), and they for sure know how to charm people to at least listen to their songs occasionally. their popularity grew as time passed, so raevil being on the same scale as twice right now would be a plausible answer!
sorry to disappoint you, anon, but stupid cupid's popularity goes lower than red velvet's– i'd say ive or kepler would be more of an appropriate answer, especially because everyone can clearly see the favouritism in stcp ( looking at tomie ). it's a good thing that their discography is full of mostly cute songs, otherwise, i don't think stupid cupid would've been supported this much if it their concept was anything else... i imagine them being compared to lilypad a lot if they had a different concept, and they'd kind of flop. yeah, their fandom is definitely smaller compared to raevil's, but they have some crazy ass fans out there ( think orbits during that twitter era )–
at the beginning of their career, i surely saw paradox invasion go hand in hand with stray kids based on popularity, especially because prdx had a different concept from any other artists from the company, were their first bg and they were promoted a lot during their pre-debut era by stupid cupid. however, after the whole scandal happened with one of the members and they went on a hiatus for a year, the hype kind of died down, so now i'd say they're kinda like monsta x / the boyz!
hero is 4th generation's taemin! of course, his popularity slowly grew as he went through a shitty survival show, but once he actually debuted as a soloist, the fandom significantly grew, and it's still growing as time goes by. there's a reason why he's called an all-round and ace of kpop! although, if you asked him, he'd deny being that popular, but the receipts don't lie, nor do his album sales that get sold out after every comeback!
and last but definitely not least, we have crystyle! && just like everyone expected, i imagine them to have the same popularity as got the beat! they also have some similarities; as they're both project groups with members from different groups ( or are soloists ), so saying they have the same popularity as got would be true. not only that, but each member has their own fandom that just combined in the end to support the girls as a group!
and that's it ( for now )! come back later if there are any updates to this~
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Traintober | Day 3 - Twins
Tornado meets a Sudrian tender engine for the first time but is very confused, as he suddenly calls himself a different name. Or Tornado learns about twin engines.
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"Hello there!"
Tornado gave a squeak of fright as a loud voice right beside her smokebox startled her. The voice laughed as the young, easily startled Peppercorn looked over to see a smaller tender engine in the North Western Railway’s blue with red stripes, smiling cheerfully on the track next to her.
She shouldn't be surprised, Barrow-in-Furness was where many Sudrian engines often found themselves. She excitedly focused on the friendly engine, wanting to make a new friend.
"Hi!" Tornado squeaked. "You're a Sudrian engine right?"
The engine laughed heartily.
"Ye that be right, I'm Douglas!" The engine introduced himself. "Yer be Flying Scot's replacement while he be in the works ey?"
"Yes hi! I'm Tornado!" The young Peppercorn introduced herself enthusiastically. She found that the engines of Sodor were just as curious and welcoming to her as she was to them.
"A strong name fer a strong engine!" Douglas exclaimed as he looked over and saw her express getting ready to depart. "It be nice meetin' yer Tornado! Safe journey to yer!"
"Oh yes, th- thank you!" Tornado stammered. "Um, same to you!"
The smaller tender engine flashed her a brilliant grin and Tornado couldn't help but smile back. All these Sudrian engines were so lovely.
With a peep of her whistle, the young iron was off with a wide grin. She was happy, most of the Sudrian engines were so nice not like the ones on the mainland who were cold to her and shunned her for not being a real engine. Or what they thought was a real engine.
Tornado had half an idea to ask the trust if she could work on Sodor, if only for a little while.
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Every day it became easier to work the Flying Scotsman’s express and every other day Tornado spied the blue and red little tender engine. He was often waiting to take heavy mixed goods back to the island and would always happily strike up a conversation with her.
He told her about the engines on Sodor, about the red engine that used to be perched in his glasshouse at the station and about the goings on with Gordon and the others. He was more than happy to entertain her questions, her childish excitement.
It had been a few weeks now and she occasionally saw a big green Black 5 she recognised as Henry stand in for Douglas. He didn’t talk to her much but Douglas told her it was because Henry was a hard worker, it wasn’t on purpose and so she shouldn’t take it personally.
The last time she had been here, Henry had taken over from Douglas and after finally having a conversation that wasn’t just a whistle to each other, Tornado found a friend in the big green engine. Her first LMS friend! Although he quickly corrected her in saying he never worked for the LMS.
Today, she as was approaching Barrow Station she found the familiar visage of a smaller blue tender engine waiting in the holding siding near the station.
“Hello, Douglas!” Tornado cheerily greeted the engine.
The engine seemed offended by her greeting and scoffed at her.
“Me name’s not Douglas!” The engine snapped back at her and Tornado felt herself want to shrink away and want to cry. She hadn’t meant to insult the engine. She was just excited to see her small friend again.
“I’m so sorry!” She all but wailed at him and the engine winched at her distressed reaction.
The blue engine looked at her apologetically before introducing himself. “My name’s Donald, you must be Tornado.”
Tornado looked at Donald sheepishly.
“I’m sorry for offending you Donald,” She quickly apologised. “I thought you were my friend Douglas!”
Donald gazed at her. Douglas and himself had planned to play a trick on Tornado. The good old name-switching trick that had humoured the First Railway Controller but seeing how upset and apologetic the young engine looked… he couldn’t do that to her.
Dougie and himself were tricksters, but they made a point of not going too far unlike those two gremlins in the Clay Pits.
“It’s no wonder, I am his twin after all!”
Tornado’s upset expression turned into one of surprise as she eyed him.
“Engines can have twins?” She asked confused. “I didn’t know that.”
“Of course! Me brother and I were built in the same month, therefore, we be twins! Thar were a few of us built in the same month during production,” Donald explained and Tornado gave a surprised gasp.
“Really? That’s amazing! I wish I had a twin!”
“Oh it’s not all good Tornado!” Donald admitted. “My brother be a right ass sometimes!”
“Oh!” Tornado blushed at Donald's sudden swearing and it earned him a glare from Tornado’s driver, Matthias.
“Anyway, it be nice meeting yer Tornado!” Donald quickly sidestepped his cursing. “Me brother tells me a lot about yer!”
“Only good things I hope?” Tornado asked shyly and Donald laughed heartily.
“Of course! Seeing you is a highlight of the days he does be saying!”
Tornado turned even redder as she smiled at him.
“Thank- Thank you I guess!” Tornado gratefully exclaimed.
She made a mental note to push her trust to spend some time on Sodor. A few days on the island sounded like a lot of fun.
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Shy, baby Tornado returns. She’s a cutie. Be nice to her, she doesn’t bite. Not yet anyway.
I have thought about this since introducing the GWR King Edward twins into the main story. The two of them were completed in the same month so I made it the basis of the origins of twins or sets of multiples.
Two (or more) engines must be completed within 31 days or a month of each other and be in the same class to be considered 'twins' or 'triplets' etc.
This means: Flying Scotsman was twins with Solario and Mallard was twins with Wild Swan etc… I imagine the same is true for the Scottish Twins and Bill & Ben.
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My favourite Boys (gender neutral)
Nettles sat back in their chair, clasping their hands behind their head, and asked, "Have you ever thought that the reason you've been kidnapped so often is because you throw yourself head first into any situation involving the slightest injustice due to an incapacitating sense of inadequacy and need to be the centre of attention?"
Sixsmith pulled a face. "No," he said, "it's 'cause 'm bloody irresistible." He downed the rest of his pint and asked, "So, what's the reason you got kidnapped?"
Nettles thought about it. "I'm a reckless idiot who likes to shatter glasshouses."
“Fair enough.”
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top5 puentalay kisses/hugs?
im pretty late with this but i would never pass up a chance to be annoying about vice versa so here we go!!!!!!! (also im not sure if i was supposed to pick only one of the two but again I SIMPLY CANNOT PASS UP A CHANCE TO BE ANNOYING ABOUT VICE VERSA IM SORRY)
TOP 5 PUENTALAY KISSES
1. greyllery kiss in episode 8. this is their first mutual kiss after two one-sided kisses, three almost kisses, three cheek kisses, and one forehead kiss. not to mention the hugs, the cuddles, the promises, the sleeping in the same bed, the taking a bath together, and i could go on but imma stop here before i get involuntary committed. we waited so long for this kiss and when it finally happened it was everything we could have ever asked for and MORE: the confession, the music, the parallels with the glasshouse kiss, the fact that it happens when the lights are out because they love each other for who they really are and not for the body they inhabit, puen's single tear......IT'S PERFECT.
2. glasshouse kiss in episode 4. i know having a one-sided kiss for second place doesn't seem fair but in my defense this kiss makes me go through such a plethora of human emotions that i feel like i need to go lay in the dirt for several hours to climb down from the sheer manic unhinged rabid energies that got me going on. y’all must be tired of hearing me say the same things over and over again about this kiss but. the build up!!!!!! the emotions!!!!!! the music!!!!!! IM NOT EVEN KIDDING WHEN I TELL YOU THIS KISS IS MY ROMAN EMPIRE.
3. beach kiss in our skyy episode 2. our skyy may have given us only one kiss but WHAT A KISS IT WAS. it feels like a sum of all their previous ones, the cycle closing with a recollection of the past and a promise for the future, as the kiss itself lets us know that no matter what's gonna happen from that moment on, they will always love each other like the very first day. and if the reminder of the drunk kiss in episode 2 wasn’t enough to drive this point across, the song they used during this scene is the same as the one they played during the greyllery kiss, which you know. [FEMALE HYSTERIA]
4. foggy glasses kiss in episode 12. honestly can't think of any other scene in television history that was able to so perfectly portray a fictional character being left breathless, lightheaded, and weak at the knees by a kiss. the way puen is holding talay's head with BOTH OF HIS HANDS to keep talay in place which barely gives talay any time to take a breath...... the way they're so close and entangled in each other that you can barely tell where one starts and the other ends...........this kiss literally be turning both me and talay into the 🥴 emoji every single time.
5. reunion kiss in episode 11. it was a tough choice between this one and the bathtub kiss in episode 10, but in the end i had to go with their first kiss in their real bodies, not just because of this, but because there's so much love and comfort and reassurance packed in it. this kiss is the meeting of two souls who have missed and found each other again. it's the promise of being together for the rest of their life AND I FEEL SO NORMAL ABOUT IT IT’S HONESTLY INSANE HOW NORMAL AND HINGED AND SANE AND FINE I FEEL ABOUT IT.
TOP 5 PUENTALAY HUGS
1. reunion hug in episode 11. LITERALLY THEE SINGLE MOST SCENE EVER IN THE HISTORY OF TELEVISION IT CHANGED THE TRAJECTORY OF MY LIFE THE FOUNDATION OF MY PERSONHOOD AND THE CHEMICAL MAKE UP OF MY BRAIN. puen says "you must be very tired. from now on, things will be okay," and that's exactly the feeling this hug conveys: everything will be fine, you're home now.
2. comfort hug in episode 6. my grasp on the english language is too limited to even attempt to put into words what this hug did to me the first time i've watched it. it made me mentally deranged in ways so profound they will only become apparent years down the line. to this day there are people out there wondering why talay even likes puen and the urge to shove this scene under their nose is immeasurable. FIND YOURSELF A PARTNER WHO WILL LISTEN TO YOUR FEARS, GIVE YOU COMFORT, AND HUG YOU THROUGH THE NIGHT TO MAKE YOU FEEL SAFE!!!!!!! (@GOD ME WHEN)
3. reconciliation hug in episode 7. I NEEDED THIS HUG JUST AS MUCH AS PUEN DID TBH. talay initiating any kind of physical affection always feels incredibly special and precious, and it is so much more here because this is him finally realizing that puen's feelings are sincere. this hug is the turning point of their relationship as talay implicitly accepts puen's love and confesses his own. it’s just so emotionally satisfying [SOBS]
4. back hug in episode 12 and in our skyy episode 1. LOOK I KNOW IM CHEATING BUT. THE DOMESTICITY THE COMFORT THE TENDERNESS THE AFFECTION THE ADORATION THE SOFTNESS THE WARMTH THE PARALLELISM THE ROMANTICISM THE SOULMATISM THE TRUE LOVISM OF IT ALL. YEARS LATER THEY'RE STILL THE SAME.
5. hourglass hug in episode 12. the hourglass with the sand that doesn’t fall!!!!!!! i don't want time to go by without you!!!!!!! from this moment on it's you and me!!!!!!! ‘city’ playing in the background!!!!!!! the moon watching over them!!!!!!! WAILING WEEPING HOWLING SCREECHING CRYING SOBBING SCREAMING--
#sorry again for the late reply and thank you so much for asking!!!!!!#hope you're having a wonderful day!!!!!! 💜💜💜#vice versa#puentalay#my top 5#m: ask
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you're shining (more than any star)
summary: what the wedding & having a kid with Trystan would be like.
pairing: m!trystan thorne x f!mc (written as ‘you’, no name usage)
warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, major spoilers from book 2!
a/n: oh you thought it was over?? HAH. this isn't even my final form! but no, thank you @kyra75 for this ask!! I had so much fun making this, and I hope you enjoy it just as I did! and don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ
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Marriage? Yes!
Two weddings shall take place; as expected, having one in Drakovia is a must. Royal rules and all but I’ll be focusing on the one taking place in what you and now, Trystan call home; NYC.
Believe it or not, Trystan is all up for your small wedding idea! But he has given you a fair warning that the wedding may be recorded and then televised. But he’s definitely up for a more intimate affair. Consider the one that took place in Drakovia a more ‘scheduled’ event, having to keep up with the itinerary. But as for in The States, the only royalties involved will be his family and a handful of their relatives or closest friends. And we can’t forget our girl, Olivia! She, Maksim, Viktoria, Lydea, and Marguerite are the most grateful for the smaller affair since they’ll be able to truly enjoy the moment without the fear of the press scrutinizing their every move.
That’s not to say they will completely sit back and forget their places. Lydea, especially, since she offered you her Royal Guards to keep watch of the venue.
Unbeknownst to you, Trystan may have overheard when you quickly shot Captain Thompson’s so-called ‘offer’ down for the same services. So, like the attentive fiance he is, he may or may not have told Lydea about it, plus a quick backstory of what had happened when you were in the NYPD. Though your friendship with Lydea isn’t the strongest, you best believe when she replies with an ‘okay’.
Consider it the family’s long-overdue token of appreciation.
Glasshouse or outdoors-y venues. Just a hint of fairycore especially with the twinkling lights and chandeliers, plus tall glass candle holders plus pastel flower stand combo because I'd imagine young Rose yearning for a magical wedding before repressing her more 'domestic' wants shortly after Jimmy's murder. Plus, the view is absolutely breathtaking as dusk rolls around.
Just a little side note, but ‘Mr & Mrs Rose-Thorne’ written on the boards? It may be a hit or miss but I personally find it cute!
And fret not, for a ceremony that is still attended by royalty, not all of the food will be served as small as hors d'oeuvres or sourced from questionable ingredients. Fancy and filling, your buffet would offer an array of delicacies, ensuring to cater for those with allergies or any certain diets they have to follow.
A simple cake! Single or double-tiered, the cake flavour is of your choice, perfectly layered with Swiss Meringue buttercream by the best baker in town. Nobody likes a grainy frosting or a dry cake!
A moment of silence for Jimmy, Juliana and Sebastyan with their framed photos at the very front of the altar. Though no one outwardly says it, you and Trystan can see the gratefulness in the family’s eyes. You’ve even caught some of them curtly bowing to Jimmy’s picture after the cake-cutting ceremony.
Alice (or however you've named your Boxer pupper!) as the ring bearer! An absolute sweetheart when Matty directed her to the alter, only to rush over to you and Trystan excitedly upon recognition, demanding pets from the both of you before commencing the ring exchange. It’s a wholesome sight, as you can imagine; earning a share of laughter with the guests, even a small smile from the queen herself as your right-hand lady drops her ‘professionalism’. Then, she'd instinctively sit beside Trystan during it all, barking in excitement with the guests clapping as you and Trystan sealed it with a kiss.
Photos! One of your favourites is a candid picture of Trystan spoon-feeding you crème brulee just after you shared with him some of your mini caramel trifle just after exchanging vows.
Another favourite comes in a set at the floral photo booth with the crew. You, Trystan, Uncle T, Mafalda, Ruby, Luke and Alice! Trystan points out that he likes the last one the most; Tommy and Ruby are clearly cooing as Trystan kisses the back of your hand whereas Luke and Mafalda are (affectionally) judgy.
Now, children? Depends!
We know Trystan isn't into the whole reproduction idea, but I do imagine him thinking about adoption deeply even months before the proposal. Be it an actual child or even a sibling for Alice. But say he does grow fonder of the idea of having his own kids, the most important thing is that he can’t think of anyone better to be the mother of his kid other than you.
Adoption or not, I can already see him with a daughter, affectionately calling her ‘Bug’.
Come, as we venture into a few HCs of Bug!
Being the very best of friends with Alice!
Bug being spoilt all the time, especially by her grandparents; both the NYC and Drakovia's side, Aunt Mags and Aunt Ruby (and maybe Uncle Luke, if she’s lucky) but is also still the most respectful cutie pie!
Bug excitedly running towards Lydea with an ‘Aunt Dee!’ before hugging her legs upon reaching Drakovia. Imagine the sheer terror on the faces of anyone new, including her guards who have known the queen as strict and a lady of no-nonsense. And yet, here she was, the corners of her lips quirking upwards as she bent down to carry Bug in her arms before greeting you and her brother.
Any of the members, namely Maksim or Trystan calling the Drakkos Zoo a day before your arrival to ensure Bug gets the full, more satisfying experience. You may have been very wary of introducing her to the old and wise Orlenna, but you’ve grown weak to her puppy-dog eyes. It started off as saying hello and babbling to the majestic viper, then after a certain number of visits, possibly your fifth or sixth (or at an older age), you slowly but surely give in.
And just like your first visit, Orlenna nuzzles into the young girl’s hand, eliciting giggles as her tongue tickles her skin. You don't even bother shutting Trystan up as he chuckles at how you sighed in relief. Heavily.
Can't forget about your family's favourite part; the otters!
You may or may not have a whole photo gallery of her with the chirping critters.
You trying to make sure Bug isn’t alone with Astrid, Patryk, Kaspar or Emika, though soon, you’re a little more open to the twins. But Trystan and Lydea are a step further than you, warning them (and especially Patryk, who they most definitely don't want Bug to be around) with God knows what as the craziest thing you’ve ever seen the twins do to bond with your daughter is introducing the oddest couture outfits they’ve ever worn.
Visiting the graveyard to commemorate those who have passed on, just as you do so she would also remember her Grandpa Jimmy. The story where you and Trystan duelled in Kovmorti never fails to bring sparkles into Bug’s eyes, but you can tell she imagines the whole scenario as a fantasy thing; Uncle Seb’s spirit form watching her parents honour him with actual swords and in royal garbs and all.
Just to personally indulge on this request, I wish to share with you a faceclaim of (my) Rose in a wedding dress (if you're curious, this is Joy filming for the drama 'The One and Only'!).
But by all means, you are free to choose—to be creative! You (or your OCs) are Detective Rose, too!
And as Trystan would believe, no matter how your dresses may be, no matter how grand the party is, or whatever the future holds for the two of you, nothing beats you.
After all, you’re always shining, more than any star.
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❛❛ the gaze has become drunk, in the light that lost its path, it spins and spins around, falling down !
YOHAN is best known in the industry for being a member of WANNA ONE, receiving third place in the final episode and the position of MAIN VOCALIST. he was often fans’ favourite and was in the top five spots throughout the show, which secured his place in the group. people often talked about his funny personality, as he was named “meme #2” because he was always joined at the hip with a fellow member, jisung. after the group’s disbandment, YOHAN was back in GLASSHOUSE as their trainee until he was announced as the last member in PARADOX INVASION’s lineup, receiving the position of LEAD VOCALIST. however, after DOHYUN left the group, YOHAN was promoted to the group’s MAIN VOCALIST and LEAD DANCER but was met with rude remarks from ex-member's fans. for the first couple of months, YOHAN was very insecure with his singing and was often quiet in front of the cameras for that fact alone. in more recent months, he greatly improved and is even seen singing in front of the cameras behind the scenes. the old YOHAN from WANNA ONE days was back, and his fans were proud of how far he had reached since his trainee years. while preparing for MAMA in 2021, YOHAN spent time with W1 members, sharing the cute moments between them on his instagram account. because of that, their fans were not surprised when he was confirmed to perform with his old group once again for the award show. as of 2022, hate comments have ceased greatly about his singing abilities, and he is currently number one favourite member of the group.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ lee yohan ( 이요한 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ yohan ( 요한 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ january 18th, 1997
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ daejeon, south korea
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ south korean
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 5′8″ / 172cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ main vocalist, lead dancer
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ lim sejun
BYUL was adopted when he was two by a married couple who could never have children. he was seven years old when they told him the truth, and instead of acting like other kids and freaking out, BYUL was rather intrigued by that fact. he grew up refusing to meet his real family, believing they were problematic and despicable for leaving their child in the orphanage while they enjoyed their lives. over the years, BYUL began appreciating music to another level; when other people talked about the most popular singers, he would listen to underground artists and rappers, often getting inspired by them. during his teenage years, he produced short beats and posted them on soundcloud under alias [ ??? ]. his artist name soon changed to MOONWAVE once he started university and thought about creating music seriously. GLASSHOUSE initially contacted him to be one of their producers, but upon his arrival at the company, the ceo changed her mind and asked him if he liked the idea of being in a group. ponding over it for a while, BYUL knew he had nothing to lose ��and accepted the proposal. although he is very known in the industry, no one to this day has realised that he’s the loveable and unknown MOONWAVE every producer wants to collab with. BYUL, going by his stage name LIGHT, is the group’s LEADER and MAIN RAPPER, as well as their PRODUCER.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ han bin ( 한빈 ) but legalized his name to han byul ( 한별 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ light ( 라이트 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ september 9th, 1998
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ ansan, south korea
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ south korean
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 5′7″ / 170cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ leader, main rapper, producer
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ kim hongjoong
known for his flirty personality and romantic gestures, ADRIEN is the second favourite member of the group. through his teenage years, he was an exchange student in ghent, belgium for two years, where he learned enough french to toy with people shamelessly. originally from britain, ADRIEN is famous for his british accent that pops out when he speaks english, which compliments his deep voice every fan goes crazy about. he is PARADOX’s troublemaker due to being featured in many scandals throughout his idol career. ADRIEN’s solo stans try to clear his searches on twitter and hide the fact that he openly flirts with other idols, but since 2021, the only thing you can find online is compilation videos of him wooing people in public. despite his personality, ADRIEN is well-loved in his fandom for his caring actions towards other members, often calling him the glue of the group. he was the company’s trainee for four years before he debuted in PRDX as the group’s LEAD RAPPER, DANCER and VISUAL, often receiving lots of gigs for modelling and cfs. another title his fans gave him is “the member with the best body proportions”, which he likes to brag about to others.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ adrien hong ( 애드리안홍 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ adrien ( 애드리안 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ october 3rd, 1999
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ london, united kingdom
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ south korean
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 5′8″ / 172cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ lead rapper, dancer, visual
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ park seonghwa
SHIWEI was born in taizhou as a middle child to working parents, growing up with his older sister, who took care of him until he was old enough to do it himself. his younger sister was always babied by him, which became his habit towards trainees younger than him. SHIWEI was supposed to be a competitor in GLASSHOUSE’s THE GARDEN, but before the company confirmed the lineup, he was pulled out due to his father passing away. SHIWEI went back to china for most of 2017 but was back after taking care of himself and was later confirmed as one of the PARADOX INVASION’s members. even though he’s the only chinese member, SHIWEI, going by his stage name DASHI, is the group’s MAIN DANCER and LEAD VOCALIST. however, his talents are not enough to make him the favourite, as most of PRDX’s fandom often disregards him. a small portion of the group’s fandom talks about him, but they are usually buried with spam comments about other members. despite that, GLASSHOUSE purposely puts him in the centre during the dance breaks to further show that he is, in fact, talented enough to be in the group. more often, PRDX’s second youtube channel would be filled with his dance covers of other songs, sometimes choreographed by him. since the group’s debut, DASHI has been the member with the least amount of scandals and continues to keep the reputation as the calmest and most sensible member of the group.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ dai shiwei ( 戴示伟 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ dashi ( 达史 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ october 27th, 1998
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ taizhou, zhejiang, china
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ chinese
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 5′7″ / 170cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ main dancer, lead vocalist
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ xiao dejun
DAMIAN is the youngest of the KANG FAMILY and always the favourite, as he is the only male child out of the three. because of his wealthy background, he grew up being spoiled rotten, but with a sister like DANIELLE, it never got to the point where he became a brat, unlike his oldest sister. once DANIELLE left to train to be an idol, DAMIAN became lonely in the cold house, so he decided to do something he always seemed to do; follow after his sister to be close to her. his dream of debuting almost evaporated once his father was arrested, and he was on the verge of collapsing with fear. the company he was under let him go, and at the very last second, the youngest kang decided to try his best and auditioned for GLASSHOUSE. they accepted him almost immediately, adding him to already debuted PARADOX INVASION as their MAIN DANCER, LEAD RAPPER and FACE OF THE GROUP. his addition to the group received backlash from the ever-growing fandom, who felt the need to say he was favourited by the company and added only because of his pre-debut “fame”. DAMIAN took the stage name MIKEY, a nickname he received from DANIELLE when they were kids, and quickly fit in PARADOX INVASION in the maknae line.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ damian kang ( 데이미안강 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ mikey ( 마이키 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ may 18th, 2000
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ oxford, england
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ south korean
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 5′9″ / 175cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ main dancer, lead rapper, face of the group
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ kim sunwoo
CHASE is the only member that rarely talks about himself, despite being one of the most open members of the group. almost nothing is known about his personal life, which developed into an inside joke among his fans, who like to theorise that he is secretly married and has two children. the most that someone managed to get from him is that he was born in new zealand, moved to seoul when he was fourteen and is an only child in his family. CHASE admitted that he never planned on being an idol but was randomly stopped on the street by a staff member, managing to get him to check out their company before he could refuse. however, CHASE was intrigued by how idol life worked and decided to try it in the end. he was an enigma to other trainees, who were too afraid to approach him, so he would spend his trainee years alone most of the time. sometimes, NIKO would accompany him, spending hours talking about music and sharing their opinions on other artists’ songs, whether good or bad. CHASE was announced as a member of PRDX in 2019 when the group released their pre-debut single. the company immediately confirmed that he would hold the position of MAIN VOCALIST and LEAD DANCER. CHASE is the only one not sharing his position with another member, being the only one given the LEAD VOCALIST position, while YOHAN received the MAIN position.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ chase park ( 요한 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ chase ( 요한 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ august 26th, 2000
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ christchurch, new zealand
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ south korean
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 6′0″ / 182cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ lead vocalist, lead dancer
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ jake sim
growing up in japan was intimidating for NIKO. in most cases, he felt like he didn’t fit in. while other kids stressed out about exams and their future jobs, NIKO knew he wanted to be a singer from a young age. it all clicked when he picked a guitar and randomly played on the strings. when his family moved to south korea in 2017 due to better job opportunities, NIKO hadn’t wasted a moment, auditioning for entertainment companies in hope that they would accept him and make his dream come true. to his luck, two companies answered back with positive marks, and he decided to say yes to the first one that emailed him, GLASSHOUSE. training under the company’s skillful eyes, NIKO gave his all to be the one they chose for their new boy group. receiving the best marks for a year, he was sure that he would be the first to be picked out among the male trainees, which came true in 2019 when he debuted in PARADOX INVASION as the group’s MAIN DANCER and RAPPER, also receiving the MAKNAE position. because of his natural cuteness, NIKO – going by KOI – is one of the most favourite members of PRDX, ending in third place after ADRIEN.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ watanabe niko ( 渡辺 仁虎 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ koi ( 恋 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ september 13th, 2001
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ nagano, japan
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ japanese
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 6′0″ / 182cm
POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ main dancer, rapper, maknae
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ osaki shotaro
DOHYUN was previously a LEADER, MAIN VOCALIST and FACE OF PRDX before he abruptly left the group a year after their debut, suing the company for negligence and mistreatment. he was one of the most famous trainees, so it was a huge surprise when he later talked immoral about the company he practically grew up in. he rose to fame in 2013 when he competed in korea’s singing competition, KPOP STAR with his sister, a member of JAWBREAKERS, SEEUN. they reached third place in the show, later being scouted by KALEIDA, yet SEEUN was the only one to join, while DOHYUN accepted GLASSHOUSE’s proposal instead. DOHYUN left the group in the middle of 2020, during the promotion of their second mini album, which raised suspicion about his actions and how the company promoted the group. after he left, PARADOX INVASION was changed to a six-member boy group ( and later to a seven-member again ) and refrained from mentioning DOHYUN in front of the cameras. due to him being one of the essential members, his previous positions were given to other members of the group; YOHAN was named as the group’s new MAIN VOCALIST, and LIGHT took the LEADER position. however, due to DOHYUN’s solo stans being bitter, they would take any chance to attack YOHAN for not being as good vocalist as their beloved idol, often fighting with other fans of the group. as for DOHYUN; during his lawsuit, he transferred companies and joined another boy group that debuted that same year. while most of his old fans stopped attacking PRDX, a dozen still make the time of their day to send hate to his previous group.
GIVEN NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ yoon donghyun ( 윤동현 )
STAGE NAME ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ dohyun ( 도현 )
BIRTHDAY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ july 24th, 1998
BIRTHPLACE ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ incheon, south korea
ETHNICITY ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ south korean
HEIGHT ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ 5′10″ / 177cm
PREVIOUS POSITION ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ leader, main vocalist, face of the group
FACE CLAIM ˳ ⠀⠀⠀ lee juyeon
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