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sashi-ya · 4 months

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳𝑺 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ january free requestsㅤ ㅤㅤ vinsmoke niji x f! reader

🕊️ request: @vodkeii ⋆｡˚ hey sashiii for your events dark week— may i request something evil with Niji? 🤧 Maybe some shock play or something like that…yknow how mean he is…please and thank you!! 🕊️ tw: mdni. modern au. bondage. master niji. overstimulation. dacryphilia. electric/shock play. usage of vibrators and teaser. 1.1k 🕊️ masterlist

They told you once, twice, and so many times… do not go out with him, that man is not a trusty guy.

What do they know about him? it’s just the way he speaks. It’s just the way he acts. Niji is not a bad man; Niji is not... good.

Niji is evil. Niji is mean. And Niji enjoys your tears running down your cheeks, and your arousal down your legs.

Tied up, hanging from your wrists, your naked body hangs in front of him.

His legs spread, his back comfortably resting on a big couch. Sweet alcoholic elixir goes down his throat, as he enjoys the way you squirm with a vibrator tied to your inner thigh stimulating constantly your clit.

The blue ropes, tightly tied around your body, make your flesh protrude in between the spaces and perfectly made knots. Your hair, barely covers your overstimulated breasts and your core ready to explode for the third time since this started.

“What is it? You look like you are about to cry” Niji mocks your incipient tears pooling on the corner of your eyes. Pleasure has become a blessing and a torture.

“P-please… Niji… let me… rest” you plead, still biting your lip as a new climax tenses your anatomy.

He laughs, and pouts. Niji makes fun of his “little whiney bitch”.

The blue haired demon stands up, walking so dominantly towards you. He takes a detailed look at the mess you are, with your mascara bleeding, tinting in black the tears that have begun rolling down your cheeks.

With his fingers, he traps your face. His short nails carve marks on your skin, and he doesn’t mind. Niji only wants your lips closer to his, and for some drops of drool to travel down the commissure of your mouth.

“Listen to me, little bitch. You have no right to ask me, nor even suggest me when to stop. Rest? You want to rest? Oh no, baby…” he spits, biting your lower lip after his speech.

Niji lets your face go, at this point your legs have stopped working and the puddle of orgasmic explosions keeps growing on the floor of that expensive hotel room.

He turns around and unplugs the Hitachi wand that’s been torturing you up until now. You breathe alleviated but can’t simply understand why he is doing so if he has just told you he isn’t stopping.

Well, you quickly learn the lesson… that’s why they say “a known evil is better than an unknown good”

Inside a little drawer right by his bed, something awaits for his strong hands to be picked up. You have no idea, exactly, what it is.

Your wrists burn from the cords that have you hanging from a conveniently well installed hook on the ceiling. You wonder if, maybe, this hotel room already belongs to the Vinsmoke family for them to personalize it so well.

“You know… You wanted to rest, right?” he asks, playing with the little device in between his fingers.

“Y-yes, thank you master Niji” you quickly answer back; you don’t want to be punished. Or maybe you do, after all that’s why you are here.

“Well, I hope you had rest enough…” he smirks, coming closer and closer. Niji shows you exactly what he’s been playing with -aside your mind and body-. “See this? what does it say?” he asks.

Germa 66, a laboratory specialized in developing lethal weapons for the government. Niji, his three other brothers and his sister, along with his father, are the owners of such terrible industry.

You read the red letters on that device. You re read them. Along the trademark of Germa 66 the words cause a shiver to run through your spine… for… what exactly he needs a teaser?

“You know, for ever I have been interested in electricity and his applications in the human body…” he whispers in your ear, as his body glues to yours and the cold surface of the little bullet like device touches your breasts.

You swallow. Whether you knew or not, there is no doubt now… Niji wants to use electric shocks on you.

“I… will it hurt?” you ask, with trembling lips that graze his pale cheek.

“Well, it all depends on what you consider painful… but you have been taking a lot of pain without even flinching… I think you are broken enough for me to decide, right?” he says, inhaling the scent of your sweated skin, licking the salty tears that have begun to dry on your cheeks.

You nod; he is right… he can decide for you.

Niji bites your neck, ever so softly… maybe, as if he has just a pinch of appreciation for you. A short beep resonates, indicating the device has been turned on. You aren’t exactly sure when will it shock you, you are just sure you will retort to the feeling of it.

“Calm down. It won’t hurt you” he says; deep inside, Niji can identify fear. Even if he nurtures from your tears, he only want them if you are truly desperate for his dick.

You nod, sniffing. Maybe that’s enough for you to stay by his side… something nobody could see, but you did. Or maybe, you are just addicted to lust.

Niji lets his jeans slowly drift down his hipbones, showing you his hardness with impaling rush. He plays with his device on your erected nipples; the surface is cold but is about to become hot… very hot.

He traps your lips with his teeth, as he grazes your slit with his drippy and throbbing gland. A kiss that deepens the more your tongues dance with each other, and your folds engulf his tip.

The soft moaning he inhales from you, is soon replaced by a loud whimper… zapped by sharp electrical sensation, that’s both painful and pleasant on your right nipple, you contort.

And then, once again. But this time on your left nipple. Your eyes turn white, your tongue sticks out… and his dick, very, very deep inside of your cunt.

Niji begins fucking you so roughly, you feel like loosing consciousness. The stings of electricity that go from your nipples to your clit, keep you awake; that, and the yet again the sensation of your senses exploding.

Your mind goes completely numb, you are only focused on pleasure and the heavenly façade of your blue haired lover…

Nothing matters the most. His pleasure. His own pleasure… a pleasure that comes at last, after giving it to you for as long as the night lasted.

Told you it wouldn’t hurt... You can hurt me, master Niji, It would be ok too…

#one piece #vinsmoke niji #vinsmoke niji x reader #vinsmoke family #vinsmoke siblings #vinsmoke brothers #germa 66 fan fic #germa brothers #germa 66 #germa 66 smut #ichiji vinsmoke smut #niji vinsmoke #one piece x reader #one piece x you #sashi ya #one piece fanfiction

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goldyeokki · 11 months

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✧˚ ༘ 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐒 ¹⁸⁺

ᥫ᭡ ⸻ you're my first love, being held into the sunshine.

as the stars form constellations in the night sky above your head, he looks at you with a gentle fondness that you've never seen before. your heart begins to race, mouth suddenly drier than the sahara as you search for the right words to say. but . . . what are the right words that you want to say? whatever they are, you better hurry up. you barely have enough time BEFORE THE LAST FLOWER BLOOMS.

⸻ ᥫ᭡ hua's notes: my very first series and it's going to be dedicated to my darling blue aka tumblr user @tddyhyck ! without them, this series wouldn't exist at all (੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ i hope everyone is as excited as i am! i’m not 100% sure if anyone would want to be tagged in specific fics but if you do, feel free to send me an ask for which fic you’d like to be tagged in! (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

♡ 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐂𝐊: 𝟏𝟎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ➵ uni au, enemies to lovers, idiots to lovers ➵ teaser ➵ bonus

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, angst, smut, crack / humour ꒰ synopsis ꒱ you and lee donghyuck both get along like oil and water. if it were up to you, you would be going about your days without even breathing in his direction. unfortunately, you're in the same friend group and you have to tolerate each other. as handsome or attractive as people claim him to be, you hate his guts. there are so many reasons why you hate him, but there's just this one reason in particular that you refuse to admit.

♡ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐋𝐄𝐄: 𝐈 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 ➵ uni au, strangers (kinda) to lovers, music major!mark

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, crack / humour ꒰ synopsis ꒱ you’ve always seen him around campus. mark lee has been a constant in your life ever since you were in high school. he’s the definition of a campus crush; naturally, he’s also someone that you have a teensy little crush on. your best friend na jaemin is more than willing to help and pull some strings to see if things can work out between you both but you're not sure you can handle it. what happens when you're partnered with him for a cross-disciplinary project?

♡ 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎: 𝐎𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓… 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄? ➵ uni au, mutual oblivious pining, friends (idiots) to lovers, jock!jeno, biomed major!jeno

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, angst, smut, crack / humour ꒰ synopsis ꒱ you and jeno have known each other since freshman year of university. you're the perfect pair of friends! he's always by your side to pick you up when you fall, offering a bright smile and some band-aid. he knows the right words to say to you to get you to agree to almost anything, has your go-to orders for at least five different fast-food restaurants etched in his brain, knows how to earn the most reactions from you, and so much more. you can't quite explain the chemistry that you both have—because you're just that close to him! you're so thankful that you have a friend like him.

♡ 𝐇𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍: 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐃 / 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐃 ➵ uni au, 'i fell first, he fell harder' trope, clumsy!musician!reader, barista!renjun

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, angst, crack / humour ꒰ synopsis ꒱ working in a record store has several perks. you're able to play with your electric guitar and jam out when it's not busy, your manager is really chill, and the pay is pretty good to support yourself while you study. although most of your shifts are nothing but a routine, you've grown to enjoy the view of a certain lilac-haired barista who works in the café that directly faces the store you work at.

♡ 𝐍𝐀 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍: 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐄 ➵ big brother's best friend!jaemin, playboy!jaemin, mutual oblivious pining

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, angst, smut ꒰ synopsis ꒱ the very one thing that you miss when you're away for university isn't the home-cooked meals, nor your bed or your hometown friends. it's one boy whom you have your sights set on, and he just happens to be your older brother's best friend. you remember him sneaking into your room to climb onto the roof to name constellations, holding you tight when you had your heart broken by a boy in high school, tickling you to make you laugh because he hates seeing you frown. the summer of your sophomore year, you return home to spend time with your family since your older brother had graduated with his master's degree. you really should have expected na jaemin and gang to spend the summer with you, too.

♡ 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐄: 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ➵ rich!reader, lovers to idiots to lovers, rival families, star-crossed lovers / romeo and juliet trope, arranged marriage

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, angst ꒰ synopsis ꒱ you've been dating zhong chenle for close to seven months now. everything has been nothing short of amazing—romantic dates at seoul's finest, spontaneous weekend trips to europe, just to name a couple—and it's safe to say that you're in love with him. what you didn't know is that he's the zhong chenle of the zhong clan that your family has had an ongoing rivalry since you were born. in a hurry to protect the both of you, you broke it off with chenle. in a cruel twist of fate, your parents decide to set you up in an arranged marriage. now, you're stuck with someone you don't even know while your heart aches for the man that you've fallen in love with.

♡ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏 ➵ uni au, idiots to lovers, fake parents trope, oblivious pining

꒰ genre ꒱ fluff, crack / humour, mild angst ꒰ synopsis ꒱ the last thing you would expect from studying child psychology in university is to be given a fake husband, and a fake baby to take care of. your fake husband, park jisung, is the shyest person that you know. his awkwardness is something that you quickly get used to since you're not exactly a people person either. so what happens when you put two socially awkward people together and make them fake parents for a project? the short answer: a lot.

#nct dream fluff #nct dream smut #nct dream angst #nct smut #nct fluff #nct angst #jaemin x reader #jeno x reader #mark lee x reader #haechan x reader #chenle x reader #park jisung x reader #renjun x reader #hua writes #h.dream #h.smut #h.fluff #h.angst #╭ ❝ series ❞ / before the last flower blooms

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smolbluegoblin · 6 months

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alright, Burrow's End conspiracy theories time!

what we learned is that the Blue is affecting everything in a radius around the "Second Sun" located at the grey rectangle rock - most likely a human structure as depicted on the DM screen. The "non-bears" Ava described are most likely vehicles, since (like the bear) they move around carrying smaller creatures inside and kicking up dust while doing so. The creatures described by Thorn look like humans with gas masks and hazmat suits on.

(which, might I add, is so fucking cool because seeing humans through another creature's eyes really is an eldritch horror experience, Lovecraft move over we have @quiddie now)

Two things jumps out to me straight away: the Meadow and the dust storm.

The Meadow was full of blue flowers, but also seems like it was protected by electricity somehow (the lighting coming from the earth). Was it electric fences ? A force field ? Why would humans protect flowers ?

Now, the dust storm is weird. Sure, a truck (or multiples) can kick off a lot of dust, but not enough to kill MOST OF THE STOATS in the Red Warren. The damages it dealt means it was more than dust in there, and when Viola remembered the dust cloud from the end of Episode 1, Aabria added something about it being kicked off "on purpose". Was the purpose to get rid of the stoats? To empty out the forest of threats like the parasited bear ?

Another detail I saw in Episode 3 is when Izzy asked if she was able to read English, Aabria confirmed the humans language isn't English because she "doesn't want the events to be able to be attached to a real place". So the events probably are inspired by multiple real life events but she wanted to be cool about it and have creative liberty and not tie it to a specific setting and have people in the comments calling out inaccuracies the whole time (which... fair)

Finally, with next week's teaser and Viola's vision of seeing her kids in a grey smooth stole burrow, we can assume that the facility has been abandoned by humans and reclaimed by stoats. All of that is speculative since the next episode isn't out yet though.

With all of this new info, here's my theory:

The Blue is the consequence of a human-made thing that went out of hands. Is it radiation? Pollution? Something else? Don't know yet. But it's airborne and has affected an entire perimeter around the facility and the creatures within it.

Humans don't seem to approach the Blue without hazmat suits, and protect the area with electricity, either to keep stuff from coming into the area, or to avoid affected creatures to leave the area. (the Meadow was described as far south in relation of the second sun so it might be around the border of the area ?)

A recent expedition into the polluted area kicked off a lot of dust, and the concentration of Blue killed the weaker stoats: elders and children. It might also be a gas that was spread by humans to quell the number of animals in the area, because they know they've been affected (sapience, mutations) and want a clear path to go back into the area without much threat.

The epicenter of the Blue, the facility, since it was deserted, has been used by stoats because the Blue gives them powers; it made them intelligent, capable of some sort of magic, so why not go closer to the source of their power ?

The whole situation makes me think of some ecological disasters - Chernobyl being front and center - with these mutations and invisible force/enemy. Maybe the zone was evacuated of human presence for a long time, leaving the stoats to develop their society (irl stoats are very territorial and don't like to share quarters after all). But maybe they're coming back and menacing the family with their presence and activities. Maybe the stoats were an experiment that escaped when the Blue happened ? Maybe they were just affected by it the most out of all animals for some reason ?

I mean, I can spin theories all I want, but at the end of the day these stoats have invented a writing system so it might be all for nothing and Aabria is a mastermind operating beyond the scope of our minds

#burrow's end #burrows end #burrows end spoilers #burrow's end spoilers #dimension 20 #aabria iyengar #dropout tv #dimension 20 spoilers #brennan lee mulligan #izzy roland #siobhan thompson #erika ishii #rashawn scott #jasper william cartwright #stoatal recall

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ramp-it-up · 1 year

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The Representative

Pairing: Mob Boss! Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: Around 600

Warnings: 18+ As always, MINORS DNI, Not Beta’d. All mistakes my own. , Organized crime, veiled threats, Bucky’s knife, reader gets the best of Bucky physically, possibly subby Mob! Bucky.

A/N: This is a teaser drabble based on this ask. This is in the same AU as Try a Little Tenderness.

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He was attractive, dark hair and slate blue eyes. And he had a very compelling argument. If you were a weaker woman, you would have assented and signed the contract. But you weren’t stupid. An binding seven year contract for your produce? And you could supply no other entities?

Ridiculous.

You tried to tell him so, very politely as you stood up and walked around your desk.

“Mr. Barnes, I don’t want to appear rude. Your offer, though eloquently presented, is just not a good fit for Three Rivers Produce.”

You leaned on your desk in front of him and his eyes slid up your firm from your Manolos to your grey pinstripe pencil skirt to your immaculate white silk blouse.

Bucky took in the little things, the flex of your thighs as you pressed them together beneath the fabric of your skirt, the swell of your breasts under the fine material of your blouse, the curve of your neck, those lips, those eyes. Your scent. He was lost.

Yet when he smiled at you, you were unaffected. He quirked his eyebrow as you continued.

“We are a small, but growing produce company in the tri-state area with cooperating agreements with local growers and small restaurants and stores. I won’t cut off a source of livelihood for the farms and fresh, good food for our customers. Although your proposal cuts costs, it also cuts corners, which is not acceptable.”

You stared at James Barnes, and he stared back at you. There was electricity zapping back and forth between you that you wouldn’t acknowledge.

“I am very busy, so I hope you understand that I need to end this meeting.”

Bucky admired your resolve and when he saw that you wouldn’t waver, he stood and reached into his pocket.

You stood up and showed him the door.

“This way.”

No matter how fine you were, you dismissing him would not do. Bucky needed you to agree to this contract. He decided to apply real pressure.

When you turned back to him, Bucky had an intricately carved knife out, cleaning his immaculate fingernails.

“You don’t want to turn down this offer, Doll. My partners would not be pleased.”

You narrowed your eyes.

“I could not care less about your partners, Mr. Barnes. And I am not a doll. I am a full grown woman. Get out of my office before I use that knife on you.”

Bucky’s pulse quickened at your words, but he smirked arrogantly and held the knife out to you.

“Try it, Doll.”

Before he knew it, Bucky was up against the wall with your forearm against his windpipe and his knife jammed into the drywall next to his head. You two stared at each other for a split second, both turned on beyond belief.

You stepped back from him, smoothed your skirt, and indicated the open door as you walked back to your desk where you kept your gun.

“Now get out.”

Barnes smiled and stared at you after he extracted his knife. He might have just fallen in love.

“This isn’t over, Ms. Y/LN. Expect another visit. It was a pleasure to meet you.”

“Then the pleasure was all yours.”

Your bored tone did not reveal the way your heart was racing.

“And the only thing I expect from you is payment to repair my wall, Mr. Barnes.”

You looked down at the inventory spreadsheet on your laptop and dismissed him again.

“Good day.”

You didn’t spare him another glance as he made to leave.

Bucky’s grin became wider as he exited your office, down the stairs and outside.

Once in the car he took a minute to collect himself and then dialed Steve.

“Just as we thought. Everything we heard is true. She will be a tough nut to crack, but I will seal the deal. And I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy doing so.”

Read the next part: Queen of Heaven

#Bucky Barnes #mob boss! Bucky Barnes #mob boss bucky #bucky barnes x you #mon boss bucky and you #ask dj #Dj will answer #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky x you

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soft4gguk · 2 years

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awakenings | jjk [teaser]

Pairing: fuckboy!jungkook x reader x f character Genre: rich kids au. college au. love triangle-ish. Rating: 18+. smut and mature topics Word count: 2.5k Estimated Word Count: 25k Warnings: nothing major for the teaser, just alcohol and a brief make out. will specify when it comes out! Author’s Note: this idea came to me and it excited me so much I sat down and wrote it for hours - I really hope you look forward to it! do let me know if you want to be added to the taglist. love always, tess x release date tba

This is a work of fiction. Please respect the members and their privacy. x

awakenings [teaser]

You could text her, or perhaps even call her, but you opt to take the scenic route when it comes to looking for Meredith. It’s a slow stroll as you walk around the premises, letting your eyes scan the place for her blonde hair and blue eyes that almost turn electric in this light. It’s easy to find her in a crowded room, she stands out, quietly demanding to be seen, heard, acknowledged. You think that’s what makes her even more striking, her nonchalance to it all.

You come to a halt, right in front of the pool that still holds a few partygoers despite the sun setting and the breeze starting to feel slightly cooler. You do what you do best – observe. There’s a guy thrown on top of a floatie, taking it all in as if it was his, inhaling long drags of the cigar that rests between his index and middle finger. You can smell its sweet aroma from where your stand, woody and earthy smoke that washes you with nostalgia. Pretty girls swim around him, high pitched giggles and dainty hands splashing about as if in a silent competition for his attention. He gives it to each one of them, smirk adorning his face as he basks in their dreamy little smiles when he reciprocates. You wonder who’ll end up in his bed tonight and you chuckle as you picture him caught up in a bit of a mess when the time comes that he has to choose. But perhaps he won’t have to. Perhaps they’ll end up tangled in each other’s bodies, that same territorial eagerness to please multiplying in a much more compromising setting.

You wince, shrugging the thought off as you find it slightly intrusive, never having been one to get graphic in your people watching because, well, why would you? You were what you’d like to consider a collected person. Cool, calm and collected. At all times. The voice of reason and morale. You’re not about to slip out of it now, much less with a bunch of random strangers that do not concern you.

You notice how said stranger smiles at the pretty redhead that bats a set of wet eyelashes at him. You also notice the way his fingers play with the knot that holds her swimsuit at her nape, loosening it up a little… playing with her. She bites her lip.

Enough.

You make a swift half turn to your side, walking away from the pool and towards the white leather couches that are scattered towards the end of the yard, illuminated with torches, tables that hold ice buckets with complimentary alcohol and the likes.

It doesn’t take you long to find her, and when you do, you’re not exactly surprised that she’s sitting pretty on top of whom you’d intrusively come to learn is Jeon Jungkook. You know very little about him, other than what meets the eye and the fact that he all but swept Meredith off her feet in what could’ve not been more than three minutes. You also know he’s the stranger that bewitched your gaze as your friend bewitched his.

You let yourself stare for a moment before making your presence known. Your eyes are dangerously fixed in the way his hand rests on her knee, drawing lazy patterns on the tanned skin. Tattoos adorn his fingers and you can’t make much out in the dark of the night that begins to settle around you, but you know they suit him. Complement him in that sharp yet delicate way in which he seems to carry himself. Whatever Meredith whispers in his ear has him smirking, a soft laugh breaking not long after. His eyes fall shut and he scrunches his nose. She laughs in tune with him, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Your eyes follow her every move, bold enough to explore a little until they’re met directly with his.

It makes you gasp, though it’s not audible. It’s a reaction only you can tell he pulled out of you, seeming collected on the outside, perhaps even a little indifferent, but you know what he did. You know what his gaze did to you and you will yourself to put it past you. The mental effort of pretending he didn’t just send a shock of electricity coursing through your body taking a while to register.

But you catch up eventually, and when you do, you smile.

Your smile doesn’t quite meet your eyes, that’s the first thing Jungkook notices. He lets his curiosity linger in the way your gaze seems to be saying something else – something you mask all too well. He lets it linger, indulgence getting the best of him as he takes you in. You’re intricate, gentle in a way that he might miss if he wasn’t looking. No, not looking but seeing – observing.

It's your pretty best friend’s pouty lips pressing a kiss against the warm skin of his neck that softly takes him out of your trance. He smiles, brain a bit disoriented with the signals its sending and he can’t quite pinpoint what exactly is causing his reaction. He squeezes Meredith’s knee, getting her attention before he nods in your direction, alerting her of your presence.

“Oh my God! Finally.” She says, rolling her eyes playfully as she stands up from his lap, taking you in her arms as if she hadn’t seen you in forty days, not forty minutes.

Jungkook stands up from his, if he must admit, more than comfortable position on the sofa. But he’s ever the gentleman and sends a charming smile your way, stretching his hand to take yours in it. Meredith beams at this before she adds, “This is Jungkook. He saved me from having to sit through another minute of Aunt Hellen.”

You chuckle at her remark, the play on words lighting up the mood as Jungkook’s own laughter follows. You take his hand, shaking it briefly, not letting the touch consume you the way it threatens to – nerve endings dancing far too close to the tip of your fingers.

“It’s nice to meet you,” he pauses, raising a single brow. You tell him your name, eyes falling to the floor for a second as his own intimidate you slightly. “___.”

You hate the way he looks at you, and you hate the way your name sounds when it leaves his pretty cherry lips that still hold Meredith’s place from what you can only imagine was a couple of minutes ago. They’re slightly glossy, too. You hate it because it puts your demeanour in hesitancy, faltering by the second the more he perceives you.

You’d read it in books, seen it in movies and even heard it in songs. The myth of a person so striking they’d inhibit all of your senses as you know them, little specks of the unknown dragging you in even if just for a night. Even if just for a brief conversation.

But Meredith saves you as she takes your hand in hers, her other grabbing a hold of Jungkook’s as she walks you further into the space they’d claimed as their own. It’s only now that you realize they’d had company around this whole time. She introduces you, ever so confident as she seems to be well acquainted with Jungkook’s group of friends. It’s then that you start connecting the dots, recognizing some of the names she’d mentioned this morning as you guys got ready. Recalling the way she’d stated her desire and simple as that, what Meredith wanted, Meredith got.

You simply smile, introducing yourself to the faces that smile back at you as you try to safekeep their names into memory.

Kim Taehyung, Jung Hoseok, Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin, Kim Seokjin.

And Jeon Jungkook.

The night was proving itself to be pleasantly surprising and it didn’t take you long to understand why Meredith had referred to these guys as, in her own words, campus royalty. As corny as the term sounded, they held the title quite well. Interesting and charming, smart and well cultured – the conversation was never dull, and soon enough you found yourself letting time pass by engaging in it.

You found yourself letting loose, not in the way you’d previously felt when Jeon Jungkook got too close to your radar for comfort. Jeon Jungkook who, might you add, Meredith had wrapped around her little diamond clad finger by now. The drinks were cold and fruity, the music slightly more upbeat but still holding that mellow vibe that fitted the atmosphere so well, and all around you, it seemed like everyone was having a great time.

And though your night is going way better than you’d expected, your curiosity turns playful and rather against you. It’s force of habit at this point, finding yourself stealing glances his way – no, their way. As immersed as you are in conversation, you can’t help but turn to where you know Meredith and Jungkook are falling into a slow, but awfully determined, end.

End is a loose term, though. Simply in the name of prose, as you know that the moment this half of their night ends, another one will begin.

Hoseok takes your hand, pulling you to him gently before he’s twirling you around to the beat of the music. You laugh, letting him take the lead as he seems to be a far better dancer than you. He thinks you’re pretty, if not the prettiest girl in this party, and he wonders if he’d maybe frequented less snobby places, he would’ve met you sooner. You catch him staring and he shoots you that dazzling smile. You don’t know if it’s the alcohol or perhaps him, but you’re feeling warm all over.

He leans closer until his lips are an inch from grazing your ear and you take a step forward, holding onto his forearm as you listen to what he’s saying, only his words get muffled when curiosity sneaks up on you yet again.

Jungkook kisses Meredith in the same way you’d read in books, seen in movies and heard in songs. His movements so striking and touch so sensual the little speck of curiosity you’d had before explodes inside of you, a warmth washing all over your body and you don’t doubt you’re blushing. You know your cheeks are tinted red and feel warm to the touch, even though it’s not his on yours but on her.

Hoseok takes a step back, a puzzled look adorning his eyes and just then do you realize you’d been in the middle of an attempt at a conversation.

“I’m sorry, what?”

He chuckles. “I said shots! Let’s get shots.”

“Yeah- yes. Let’s do that. Meet me at the bar? I’ll be there in a minute, just have to go to the bathroom.”

He nods, giving you another one of his signature smiles before he’s letting you go and you’re making your way to the toilets.

Thankfully, the short walk collects you. You remind yourself that this is your best friend and a complete stranger whom you’ve exchanged all but a handful of words throughout the night. It’s not that it upsets you by any means, no. You just can’t stop… watching. Observing, taking in the way they move around each other, the whispers they exchange as they seem to be wrapped in a bubble where it’s just the two of them. It’s not romantic, no. It’s erotic –a slow burn that you’ve never experienced and perhaps that’s the reason why you wanted to stand so close to the fire.

You stand in front of the mirror, re-applying a thin layer of gloss and running a hand through your hair, curls bouncing back in place. Perfect. You’re good – it’s all good. You smile, your reflection almost fooling you but you deem it good enough to re-insert yourself into the party. You were having fun anyways and you did say this summer would be different. It excites you, the possibilities, the thrill. It makes you think of that burn.

It's a tale of mind over matter tonight really, because thrilled you are. Burnt, too, as you leave the toilet and come face to face with the flame. He seems equally as surprised to see you as he exits the men’s bathroom.

“Hey, you.” Jungkook says, a smirk sitting pretty on his face as he leans against the wall.

“Hey,” you try to feign indifference but the silence feels dense all of a sudden, and your proximity too.

“Are you having fun?”

“Yes.”

He pouts. “You’re kinda cold, aren’t you?”

No. Right now you’re burning. But you don’t tell him that. “Why do you say that?”

“I don’t know. It’s hard to read you… and you’re not giving me much.”

“Why would I give you anything,” it’s a rhetoric question but you can tell he’s instantly enticed, almost as if you’d riddled him with a challenge of some sort.

He hums, pondering on it for a second longer. “I wasn’t necessarily suggesting you give me something.”

“What were you suggesting then?”

“Now who’s curious?” He takes a step forward as he says this and he can hear the way your breath hitches in your throat, a smile tugging at his lips as you melt right in front of him. “Though I will say, I’m more of a giver myself.”

He renders you speechless and if you weren’t self-aware enough, your mouth would be falling to your jaw in shock. Is he flirting with you? An even more pressing question, why is he flirting with you?

“What are you doing?” You ask, because the only thing that could be more devastating than this situation, is you misreading it.

“I’m flirting with you.” He makes it clear as day.

“But- why? Meredith- you’re with Meredith. She’s my best friend.”

“I know she is. You guys are cute, by the way.” His smile is way too sweet for context, you think.

You only now notice he’s taken another step forward and he’s close. Too close. And you want so badly to say he’s too close for comfort but the truth is that not only does he burn but he burns deliciously.

“You shouldn’t be doing that.”

“Okay.” He gives, a lazy smirk to his face, hooded eyes falling into a slow blink.

“You’re too close.” You want to say your tone hints even the slightest of complaints, but in reality, it’s airy, a sultriness to it you’ve never even heard before, unable to recognize yourself.

“Take a step back then.”

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ladymiraclewings · 5 months

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I've noticed that while watching the episode, that for sure Jett's eyes are glowing blue while he's about to use the Electric Jett Speed.

But that was different from the teaser trailer back then, because they were red instead of blue.

Maybe that was some kind of change during the production of s8, however, there are one episode which Jett eyes are glowing red:

It's during the 7th episode of the season.

#super wings #sw spoilers #season 8 #electric heroes #jett #traver #dizzy

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goodkwuestion · 2 months

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Also, is it too early to ask for a Electric Blue spoiler?

I have been struggling this whole time trying to find a way to go teasers. Why is this now just occurring to me? Thanks for the inspiration to find a way!

Chapter 10 teaser for Electric Blue

#I'm so slow #omg #electric blue teaser #gallavich #asks #good question #fanfiction

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skylerskyhigh · 1 year

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B.E.A.S.T teaser.

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A portal opens up in the main Kraang base on Dimension X. A ship passes through, flying in front of the main landing zone.

Immediately, an army of Kraang droids and ships aimed their guns at the ship.

The ship is surrounded on all sides by hundreds of Kraang droids on the ground. Large guns from tank-like Kraang vehicles begin to him as it charges. Rounded battleships floated in the air, their turrets aimed at the singular ship.

"Halt!" One of the droids said through one of the ship's speakers. "The one known as the Dimension 18 turtles have infiltrated the Kraang base. The one known as the Dimension 18 turtles are told to surrender or face consequences."

At first, nothing happened. The ship stayed silent. Then, one of the main doors open slowly. The guns pointed at the door, waiting for a sign of the intruders.

When the doors lower, they see one of the turtles, one with a blue mask.

Blue stares down the army with a cold look. His two odachi swords in hand and by his side.

"Sorry, no can do," He said loudly. "Instead, I'll give you a different option."

He raises his sword and points down at the army. "You can either die the easy way, or the hard way. In case you don't understand, the hard way means you put up a fight-"

Electricity danced across Blue's shoulders, down his arm, and along the blade of his sword. His glowing eyes stare down the army. "-we'll cut you down."

The Kraang stared at each other, then back at the turtle.

"Make your decision," Blue demanded.

The one on the speakers spoke. "The Kraang has heard the one known as the Dimension 18 turtles and has formulated a proper response. You and what army?"

For a moment, the slider was silent. Then his eyes flashed with a bright light.

"Your army."

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #rottmnt leo #tmnt 2012 rottmnt crossover #tmnt crossover #turtles forever au #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt B.E.A.S.T #b.e.a.s.t

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nani-nonny · 2 months

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I’m Blue ch.12 snippet

(and 5 min asmr if you like…)

I wrote 1.5k words in 40 min… not my best but I managed to salvage 5 min of it to share :) I almost fell asleep cutting the video down to size because listening it was relaxing lol I should listen to it more often haha! Anyways, teaser!

Big Yellow chimes in with her own answer, “Maybe it’s a trauma response. You know, to protect himself. He didn’t continue his attack when Blue stopped moving. And he didn’t lay back down until Blue backed up.”

Great… A sleep-fighter seems to be what Big Blue is dealing with. How wonderful…

He sighs and whispers, “Alright, if this doesn’t tell you we should call it quits, then I’m going to need your help. Don, you need to restrain him–maybe some handcuffs. Mike, I’ll need your help in connecting to his mystic core faster.”

Big Blue doesn’t wait for their response and steps forward. He doesn’t hesitate to dive headfirst into the tent, and is immediately greeted with a metallic fist wrapping around his face. The cold fingers grip tightly to his cheeks over his mouth, silencing any possible sounds he may make in the attack.

Big Blue responds in kind by grabbing the slider’s wrist and fighting to push it down to the ground. He’s quick to catch the free hand that aimed for his throat, and struggles to push it away from succeeding. “Now… would be a great time…!” He reminds the voices in his head.

Immediately, a purple handcuff manifests around the wrist that Big Blue manages to pin to the ground. Big Blue uses this chance to lean forward and headbutt the sleeping warrior’s forehead, disorienting not only himself but the elder long enough for the other cuff to restrain the other hand. The purple cuffs tighten over the elder’s front, and just before the elder’s foot reaches Big Blue’s head, a red hand manifests from his shell and catches it.

A yellow flame shoots from Big Blue’s chest and erupts into a long chain that connects his mystic core to Barbarian’s.

Big Blue acts fast and closes his eyes, he ignites the electricity of his ninpo like always and lets himself be consumed by the shared connection.

He doesn’t stop igniting his ninpo, even when his ears are met with silence. But he stops when he hears Big Red, “Look.”

Big Blue opens his eyes, meeting that familiar abyss that he has yet to forget despite the years. But a short distance from where he stands, he sees a blue figure lying on its back. Its hands rest over its stomach as he stares up at the empty black side without a single feature on its face to signify sight. If it weren’t for the figure’s legs and arm, he wouldn’t be able to dictate which direction the figure was facing.

#I’m blue… da ba dee da…#rottmnt #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt future leo #nonny peepaws #nonny’s corner of peepaw multiverse #asmr tiktok is up but under review lol

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aggravateddurian · 6 months

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WIP Whenever

I was tagged by @medtech-mara for the weekly WIP report. Here's the latest stories.

Cyberpunk RED: How to Save a Life

"My name's Avery, I'm a netrunner."

Cyberpunk RED-era Data Entry, using default Photo Mode frames and backgrounds.

Yesterday I revealed Avery Greer, an FIA netrunner. She's cynical, possibly clinically depressed (my notes say that she's pathologically unable to smile) and desires change in her life. She has already decided that her future does not involve the NUSA or the FIA. She may already have plans in motion to engineer her escape.

She works under a senior FIA agent named Hunter 'Bishop' Wilkes. Bishop is ride-or-die for the NUSA and has already been betrayed by a netrunner before (their AV was hacked by a netrunner who made a covert deal with an African militia to hand over FIA secrets in exchange for safe passage to Nairobi, and from Nairobi to Luna). He already suspects that her change in behaviour could be a prelude to betrayal, and already has her under close watch.

You're gonna see more of her.

Bakeneko: Select images from their latest show

A teaser for a photo story coming next week!

Vega Hawse sings Bakeneko's first original song Wolverines!, written by Dorian 'Durian' Bautista (image credit: NCT News)

Another day, another pic in the screamsheets of So Mi living her best life in NC with Vega (this displeases Myers).

In 2078, Dorian Bautista (y'know, Dorian, the former corpo, turned fixer, then rockerboy) founded a band named Bakeneko ("Changed Cat"). They originally were a Samurai cover band, but something was off about their sound.

Then V came back... well, kinda. Vega's technically genetically 33% Johnny Silverhand and is a hybrid consciousness, but one with all of Johnny's memories and skills, as well as perfect knowledge of every SAMURAI song. Dorian reached out, and after some slightly mocking encouragement from Johnny, Vega joined Bakeneko and became the band's frontwoman.

In mid-2079, Bakeneko signed on with Silverhand Studios. While they still do SAMURAI covers, Vega (and by proxy, Johnny) and Dorian are working on an original EP, due to come out in 2080. Rumours that Kerry Eurodyne will appear in one of the songs are currently unconfirmed by N54 News.

MR BLUE EYES INTERROGATES AN FIA ASSASSIN

Warning: the following story references torture

The agent sat in the darkened room, his face and chest bloody. Electrodes were still attached to the more sensitive parts of his chest and torso. A black-uniformed soldier with blue glowing techgogs threw a bucket of icy water over the agent. He yelped as the ice pelted his bruised and bloodied skin, "Wake the fuck up, fedscum!"

"What the fuck do you want!?" screamed the agent, "just tell me what you want! I'll tell you anything! Just make it stop!"

A man stepped into the room, temporarily blinding the agent as the light of the hallway blasted into the room. He turned to the soldier, his blue eyes glowing in the darkness, "That'll be all."

"Sir."

Mr Blue Eyes circled the FIA agent, "Who was your target?"

"It was a traitor."

Mr Blue Eyes produced a stun baton, and without a second thought, drove the baton into the man's ribs. He cried in pain as electricity coursed through his vulnerable flank, "Specifics, please, Mr Jordan."

"It... her name is Song So Mi. She attempted to kill President Myers. There's a one million eddie bounty on her head."

He nodded, putting the baton back on the tool bench, "See, you can be cooperative... I'm going to let you go, Mr Jordan. In a few hours, you'll be back in Langley, no doubt being treated by the FIA's best medtechs."

"W-what?"

"But not without conditions," Mr Blue Eyes told him, kneeling and grabbing the man by the jaw so his eyes met the agent's, "You'll be sending Ms. Myers a message. Night City is off limits to the NUSA, and by extension, so are Song So Mi and Vega Hawse. If me, or my associates, find your agency operating in our city again, and especially if we find you harassing them, there will be consequences."

"A-are you nuts? Myers will never listen to that!"

Mr B shrugged, "You can take a horse to water, but you can't make it drink, Mr Jordan. All you need to do is deliver the message to the FIA, and you'll be home free. Do we have an accord?"

Jordan bowed his head, "Fine."

Mr B turned to the soldier, "Find this man some clothes and bring him to NCX. He has a flight to catch back to Washington."

"Yes, sir."

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That's about it for this week. Normally these come around Wednesday, but today's the day I guess.

People have probably already been tagged for this, but I'm gonna tag: @genocidalfetus @byberbunk2069 @theviridianbunny. Absolutely no pressure involved, only if you want to :)

#wip #wip whenever #cyberpunk red #cyberpunk red campaign #cyberpunk red: how to save a life #oc: avery greer #cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 au: chorus #oc: vega 'v' hawse #oc: dorian bautista #songbird #mr blue eyes

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crystalelemental · 6 days

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Hey o/! Nexomon fan here, I loved reading your thoughts! I'm conveniently in the discord so I can tell you most of what's been said, most of it is mechanical stuff though.

Apparently Ghost, Psychic and Normal are going out the window, and Arcane is being added as a new type. And all the nexomon have like, % of each type? Think like 10% Water 90% Electric I think? So whatever may come of that

We don't have any new teasers or gameplay trailers but we do get monster designs revealed every so often, you should be able to find a page in the fandom wiki with the teased ones so far

Story wise we just know it'll be another time jump, the protagonist is the black and blue haired dude(apparently might always have to be male?), the developer has been teasing about something happening to Solus in the meantime, but he has also said Abyssals won't be a big thing in the past so, he could very well just be joking

Sorry if you didn't want the info dumb btw, you can ignore this if so, I just like having new people in this fandom c:

Glad you enjoyed! I'm gonna put a lot of response under the cut so it doesn't clog people's dashes, but as a general statement: I'm generally fine with spoilers, but am looking to avoid information about story. Anything about mechanics, new Nexomon, even characters or updated designs is fine. But I do like to avoid knowing about story. Nothing you said is a problem, just putting that out there for future reference.

I kinda like the Arcane decision. Psychic was hysterically overpowered in Extinction, with the only things that resist it being things it also resists (Mineral and other Psychic), and the things it's weak to being weak to it (Electric and Ghost). Grass was relatively strong, but neutral damage means Psychic can still push through. Normal was also super weak. Two weaknesses, no strengths, an inconsistent status that relied on Mineral-type attacks to boost their damage. Normal was really bad. Ghost was balanced though. I'll be a little sad to see it go, but Arcane sounds like a fine replacement, depending on what it does.

Type percentage, however, is some nonsense. Not in a way I'm opposed, but in a way where I'm confused how it works. Assuming we go back to the old type wheel (please go back to the old type wheel), if you have something that's 80% Electric and 20% Water, and you're hit with a Mineral-type move...what happens? Like, if the base damage is 100, Electric is a factor of 25% boost for weakness, Water cuts 35%, but are those boosts and reductions also hit by the percentage, so it's a 20% boost and 7% reduction so it's only 13% stronger? Because that would be wonky. Again, I'm cool with it, but it sounds chaotic.

I may try to look it up. In fact, one moment.

Okay I couldn't find anything. If you have a link readily available feel free, but don't worry too much. I'm not too worried about seeing designs right away.

As for story. The Abyssals not being a huge deal is still very possible. I don't think they need to be prominent in the next game to be significant here, so I'd be a bit bummed they didn't get more play, but not entirely surprised. Something almost definitely happens to Solus, since they're a clear target, it's just a matter of what. The big thing that bugs me is "possibly has to be male." That would honestly suck a lot out of it for me. I do not like that being forced. I know it should be inconsequential, but it's because it's so inconsequential there's no reason to make it only male. It would be an unnecessary and shitty limitation drawn solely from the decision to go 3D with the graphics, and I will not be happy with that trade. I could give a shit about graphics. Hopefully it's just typical "male as default" marketing and they have a female design as well.

#nexomon

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luneshallshine · 1 year

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✂ instructions unclear. (teaser) | android!san

ღ instructions unclear. (did you mean, "fall in love" ?)

july 10th, 2122

while walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master.

f!reader, fluff, minor angst, learning to love, detroit become human and ff7 references

ღ word count: 534

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tall, beautiful, and imposing buildings, all crammed together with walkways in between. luminous lights of various hues and shades, people walking and basking in the sight of the advanced society. simple yet captivating signs with attractive words and prices, however, even as the streets warm with electricity, the people walking by each other feel no warmth.

the sun shines brightly, allowing the people who utilize advanced headsets, gadgets, trinkets, the like, to bask in its greatness. footsteps imprint the elevated steel ground, which floats majestically above the people who will never make it that high-up. the bottomdwellers, dirtied streets covered in litter and beer bottles, where the people work 9-to-5 jobs daily, where children are forced to play with the equally neglected stray animals, where adults drown themselves in alcohol, and where you are now currently walking home.

the lights illuminated your walk home as you weaved through the slums, tiptoeing around the litter on the road, looking up to see a steel sky. you feel a sense of belonging as the music of the slums' many taverns blared, the sound of children playing together with whatever makeshift toys they have, and the strays that follow the smell of food. while the road is dirty and void of stable concrete, while the view seems dangerous, you feel at home.

you make a right turn towards your home, entering an alleyway that everybody seemed to avoid, it was dark and the slums' officials had never cared enough to implement lighting. as you turned on your old flashlight to avoid any huge piles of trash or dirt, your light captured a blue ring. it was glowing and seemed to throb as you got closer, once you got near the ring, your light also caught a handsome man that the ring was attached to.

a calm expression was on his face, is he asleep? sirens blare off in your mind, telling you to walk past him and get home, and so you do, at least you try to.

you take one step forward, your light still focused on the man's face, stepping onto a broken beer glass, the shards stabbing into your soles. you winced in pain, doubling over, and that's when you see the man begin to stir awake.

shit.

your mind still did not know whether or not to register him as a danger to you, but even if he was, you could not run anymore. you cradled your foot gently, backing away from the mysterious man. his eyes opened slowly, and your light illuminated his eyes, they were calculated and searching. his eyes scanned around his surroundings, and you begged silently that the darkness would consume you.

a searing sense of pain flared up in your foot, and the stench of blood invaded the alleyway. you shut your eyes as you heard footsteps rushing towards you, you forced them open and locked eyes with the man.

"master?" he said, "it's not safe here, i sense danger. you're bleeding."

he quickly picked you up, and you instinctively cradled his neck, the pain all too much for you to be able to think clearly.

"i am the android assigned to protect you. let's get going master."

aha.. i return once again. let me know if the spotify link does not work.

i saw ateez at their oakland show, and i've been wanting to write for them again, but writer's block and family troubles stopped me.

but!

here we are. i hope you will enjoy this new venture.

ღ lune

#ღ reach for the lune #ateez #ateez fluff #san #choi san #san fluff #san angst #choi san fluff #san x reader

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