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merakiui · 4 months

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yandere!malleus draconia x (female) reader cw: yandere, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, pregnancy, implied baby-trapping, captivity, very vague and slight implications of codependency, angst note - your mobile phone was at 100% when he took you away. with time, the percentage has diminished. so, too, does your hope for a brighter future.

The windowpane is spattered with rain.

Sitting cozy in a cushioned alcove, you watch the droplets slide down in regal rivulets, consolidating to form single streaks. The scenery beyond the window is bleak and dreary—a despondent landscape of gnarled, leafless trees and scratchy brambles stretching towards a dark, dismal sky. Sometimes you liken the rain to tears, wondering if Mother Nature weeps for all creatures or simply for you and your situation. Rare are the days in which the sun shines upon the craggy stone façade of your captor’s castle, and she is as benevolent as she is cruel.

For all of its sumptuous splendor, generational wealth filling the interior with priceless heirlooms and relics, it is an empty, cold structure. You’ve taken to enveloping yourself in thick furs, if only because these furs do not speak like the monster who so humbly offers his embrace. Though you’ve always considered yourself of strong, sturdy mind, your restraint is thinning. As the days pass and you shed clothing sizes like they’re second skins, you find yourself drawn to warmth.

Which is, ironically enough, contradictory to your current temperament. The windows, frigid like the grave, provide solace you cannot find anywhere else—for it is only tender warmth you receive from him. Had he not been so merciful, perhaps it would have been easier to shrink away and truly loathe him with every ounce of your being.

And yet, in order to escape the warmth which enshrouds, you seek the cold, bitter windows and their rain-weary countenance.

Lying beside you on the pillows, snoozing the afternoon away, a calico cat snores idly. She was a gift from him. You were neglectful of your mental health and thus, as per his guard’s suggestion, he sought to find a cat to cure your loneliness and inspire some form of happiness. You appreciate Silver—genuinely, you do—but the good luck a calico brings is not nearly enough to rescue you from captivity.

She was a stray, a scrawny thing with a limp and one bad eye. You took to her right away, scooping her up in your arms and lovingly naming her Cotton. Similarly, she returned your affections, rubbing her head against your palm and purring pleasantly.

Now she likes to nudge the dome that is your stomach, a great, round thing at only six months. Sometimes you think she’s more motherly than you are. You’ve never been able to care for much of anything. Plants wither under your touch, recipes spoil even when you follow them to the letter, and your electronics crack.

Your phone, more fractured than your very heart, is cold in your hands. The screen is blank; it’s dying. It was at 100% before. Now it’s been reduced to a sad 7%. There is no reception or connection to be had in Briar Valley. Your phone, once so powerful and all-knowing, is but a hollow shell. Useless. A digital photo album will expire at its final hour, and there’s no charger. He offered to use his magic to charge it, but he has never known his own strength and you couldn’t risk losing the treasured memories stored within.

Sometimes you’d return to old message logs and read through them. Now you can’t do that, lest you drain the battery quicker than intended.

“So this is where you’ve retreated,” Malleus notes, poking his head around the corner of a towering bookcase. Concern settles on his features. “Are you well? Sebek tells me you were absent for breakfast.” “I wasn’t hungry,” you mutter, watching his reflection through the stormy glass.

Malleus glances at Cotton and then at your phone as it rests in your clasp. “May I trouble you to eat just a little, if only some fruit?”

“I’m not hungry.” He nods, stalling. “Will you join me for lunch?”

“If I must.”

A small smile lifts his lips. “Are you cold? It can’t be very comfortable to sit there for such a long time. You’ll catch your death.”

“I hope.”

He tuts in disapproval and shrugs out of his cloak, draping it over you even though you’re already wearing a fleece robe. Malleus assesses you with a fleeting once-over.

“It doesn’t hurt to layer. You must understand where I’m coming from, dearest. Extreme temperatures serve to weaken those who are already so fragile.”

“I’m not fragile,” you snap, turning to scowl.

He doesn’t flinch at the heat smoldering in your eyes. “You’re human.”

“How many times did you have to practice that to come to terms with it?”

Malleus’s verdant stare narrows; his frown tightens. “It’s the truth.”

“I didn’t think you’d confront it.”

“I must if I’m to understand…” He exhales through his nose, deflating somewhat. “You’re in fine health. The physician tells me so. There’s no need to worry ourselves with ineffectual what-ifs.”

You turn your gaze on the sprawling forest next, unwilling to discuss the report and its subsequent conclusion: If she remains in good health and follows the recommended diet for an expecting mother, she’ll carry to term.

“My phone is dying, Malleus.”

“Is that not life? Lilia once said so.”

“My pictures… My everything is stored in this phone. It means so much to me.”

“Truly? Is there not a way to make physical copies of these photographs?”

“Unless Briar Valley has the technology to do so…”

“I’m afraid not.”

Malleus takes a daring step closer, endeavoring to comfort you. Cotton cracks her good eye open to peer at him. She hisses low in her throat, a protector standing small against something so tall. Pouting, clearly disheartened, Malleus heeds her warning and chooses to linger just within the bounds she deems acceptable.

“Yeah, that’s what I assumed.”

You heave a dejected sigh, your shoulders drooping. Seeking to cleanse your visual palate, you power the device on. 5% blinks back at you, an insignificant number sitting in a corner that you normally wouldn’t have paid much mind to. Now it weighs heavy, a reminder that the end is encroaching.

“I would’ve liked to keep these photos forever,” you whisper, mostly to yourself. Malleus hums his acknowledgement; you think he knows the feeling—or some variant of it, at least. “If I lose these pictures…”

“Do you not have memories?”

“I do, but it isn’t the same. One day I’ll grow old and my memory will be frail. I won’t remember nearly as much as I do now. Those memories will become ghosts and eventually I’ll—”

“You will not.” There’s a finality to the declaration—you won’t leave me; you won’t drain or die like this mobile device.

You rest your head against the window. The cool glass soothes your soul. I wonder what the others are up to right now… You place your hand upon your belly. I wonder if they’d have any good ideas for a name. I’m terrible at naming things. I can never pick something that feels right.

“I’d like to have a funeral for my phone.”

But maybe there is no right thing.

“Of course,” he agrees, perfectly serious. You will have that phone funeral, just as you will have every other request you make—however patently absurd it may seem. (Every other request except for freedom, of course.) “Materials may not have the same worth as a loved one, but the experiences they provide are just as valuable. Surely, no? Otherwise I would not feel so troubled when Roaring Drago…” Pausing to search for the placeholder, Malleus glances at your phone. “Perhaps there is no greater tragedy than existence itself.”

“It’s the most bittersweet burden,” you echo, scrolling through each picture with wistful remembrance. “But then I’d rather know the fleeting frivolity of life than endure hundreds of years of solitude. It makes me appreciate everything that much more.”

You stop at a picture of you and Malleus, a photo snapped by Lilia himself. Part of you often wonders why he chose you—why he adores you to such a degree when you, like everyone else, will inevitably perish. But therein lies the allure: That which is unobtainable is even more tempting. And because there is only one of you, a human destined to one day return to her home world, your very presence is more fleeting than a dream.

To Malleus, who has always dreamt, fond and fervent, of the unobtainable mundanity of normal life, you are a sweet, tangible blessing.

“Horns, do you think I’ll ever get another chance to have my phone at 100%?”

He softens under the nickname. It means more to him than his lofty station. “Would you like to know that joy?”

“It would be nice, yes, but then I’d just get sad when it reaches zero. I guess I should be grateful it’s stayed alive for this long. Sorry, it’s a stupid question. Just forget it.”

“Nonsense. There is no such thing.” He reaches to touch your cheek, but Cotton hisses again and so he refrains. She stands on unsteady legs and climbs into your lap, perching awkwardly in spite of your rounded belly. The sight draws a deep chuckle from him. “Your feline friend is quite taken with you.”

“It’s probably because I’m warm. She likes my belly a lot.”

“As do I.”

You roll your eyes.

“Your beauty is most beguiling. There’s a certain radiance to your person. It’s very charming. Do you not agree?”

“Flattery will get you nowhere—definitely not in Cotton’s good graces.”

“I’m simply voicing a fact.”

Your hand slides down from your stomach to pat Cotton. She purrs under your touch, and a weak approximation of a smile tugs at your lips. Amidst all of this sorrow, she is a glimmer of hope. In a way, she’s like you—a stray without a place in this world, snatched from the cobbles she once wandered and confined in a cage of royal opulence. Your similarities are striking, if not immensely devastating.

“Fact or not, I don’t care if I look pretty. It means nothing to me.”

“To be impartial towards appearances… Quite a noble mindset.”

I never once thought you were scary or strange, Horns. Even now.

You look at your phone once more. 3% flickers back.

You’re just lost, and in being lost you found me. But I was also lost. I never even belonged in this world to begin with…

“I’m not going to be a good mother.”

“You can’t know that.”

“I can’t even take care of myself.”

“I shall care for you when you find yourself unable to.”

“I’d rather you not.”

With Cotton having curled on your lap, slumbering peacefully, Malleus chances to close the gap. His broad frame leans to make up for the difference in height, and he runs cold fingers along your cheek. He brushes away the tears you weren’t even aware you were shedding.

You grip your phone in shaky hands, your shoulders hunched. There’s a piercing ache in your chest, pain stabbing all the way through to your heart. It persists when you power it off, unable to delight in pictorial reminiscence for a moment longer. Silent like death, you sob; seismic dismay shudders through you in waves. Distantly, in a forgotten corner of your brain, you suspect this may be the last time you’ll ever use your phone. The last time you’ll ever look upon the photos you’ve amassed. Photos of friends, class notes, food. Photos snapped by mistake, blurry and unfocused. Photos taken when Ace and Grim stole your phone. Precious memories are preserved within the permanence of a photo album—an album that only remains everlasting so long as you keep your phone charged.

Your final shred of the world beyond Briar Valley vanishes in a blip, leaving you with the dark void that is an empty screen. Brutal is the agony, contorting your face, and you bawl like you’ve just witnessed the end of a life.

In a way, you have. You held it in the palm of your hands, and you watched it wither. Watched the percentages drop through numbers, double digits easing into singles. Watched every week and tried to spare your beloved phone of its fate. Watched and attempted to stall the impossible—a foolish undertaking. This was inevitable; you knew this, and yet you’re still mourning.

Perhaps that is the most tragic facet of existence. From the moment one is born, they are mourning. Humans mourn losing time—of allowing it to slip through their fingers when they should have put it to better use. Humans mourn aging even though it is celebrated yearly. Humans mourn for things that are inhuman—for robots stuck in an endless cycle of some menial task while gears grow rusted and systems shut down or trapped on a distant planet, never to return home. For the fruit that falls from trees and rots, trampled and forgotten. For the endings, good and bad, of novels. For art that will never see the light of day because it has been destroyed or stolen or silenced. For the friends they meet, have met, and will meet.

You mourn because you know it’s impending, and you spend all of your life coming to terms with it, only to break down when it finally happens because the truth of the matter is that you will never be prepared no matter how much you prepare yourself. You mourn because you’re a complex human with complex emotions, surviving in a complex world with millions of intricacies, and the only way to weather misery is to mourn.

To the little life cradled in your womb, who knows not of these difficulties yet, they cannot fathom the anguish that accompanies loss. And right now that is all you can hope for—a life without loss.

But that is impossible because loss is true to everyone’s experience. It is part of existence, and existence is inescapable.

Malleus does not gather you in his arms. He will do so if you ask, and he knows you want to ask, which is precisely why he waits. But you’re stubborn and you refuse to give in to the temptation, let alone grant him the satisfaction. It doesn’t offend him.

The windowpane is spattered with rain. So, too, is your phone, spotted with tears and snot.

Briefly, you wonder if you still look beautiful to Malleus.

Even at your ugliest, he would still cherish you. Desperately, as if he might lose you.

Knowing this does not soften the gutting grief.

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ultimate-blorbo-collector · 8 months

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Winter King and a Scientist or Engineer S/O

This semester is so hard, and my way of coping is pretending someone is proud of me./j

Warnings: None!

Writing pure fluff almost never happens, but I have an angsty idea for later. :3

His situation with Betty is weird for sure. He’s not grieving her since he’s put all of that on Bubblegum along with the madness. He can't help but feel a little warmly toward you because of your similarities to Betty though.

At the same time, he can’t place that it’s because you’re similar to Betty. All he knows is that everything you do is just so charming.

The way you come to him for help with problems, and the way you help him. The different perspective you have that is just so great for problem and puzzle solving. The little bit of Simon that’s still in there loves it.

When you ask to use his lab, he’s unbelievably giddy. He gets visitors all the time, but it’s you! He wants nothing more than to dote on, spoil, and impress you, and every time you visit is another opportunity.

Also, while he won’t admit it, he gets a little bored in his perfect little kingdom. A few problems every once in a while is what he needs.

He brushes up on whatever it is you might need, and he finds every relevant book in his library that he can.

The Winter Kingdom has so many resources for you, and he’d love nothing more than to show all of them for you.

When he was Simon, he was purely an artifact researcher, but he’s happy to learn and help you with whatever you need.

Even though he has a lab and is meant to parallel our version of Princess Bubblegum, he is kind of bad at math. Don’t bring him a complicated integral. If you can’t do it, don’t expect him to.

If he gets a different answer than you on anything math-related, he’ll assume you’re right.

He encourages you to use his lab as well. If you needed to test anything, he is right there helping you along with some ice people.

Experiments are so fun for him. He’s awful with data, but he loves setting up experiments, giving you whatever you need, and doing the actual experiment with you.

Please tell him what you found. Even if the data is inconclusive, he’ll say something like, “That just means we have to do more, don’t we?”

And if you have interesting findings, he could hear you talk about it all day long!

He also loves to celebrate if you find something interesting. Everyone in Ooo is going to hear about whatever your experiment was about.

He loves pampering you just for coming to visit, but when you come to visit and you’ve made some kind of discovery or revelation, expect something special.

On the other hand, if you’re frustrated, he’ll do whatever he can to relax you and cheer you up. Everything is on the table: comfort, food, dates, gifts, music, and anything else that could possibly help.

This one is a given, I think, but if he has to carry you away from your work, he will. Coming back to your work later is important . He wants you to go do something fun with him and forget about your work for just a moment.

He obviously wants to spend time with you and do fun stuff with you for sure, but he also doesn’t want you to burn out or get frustrated. You work too hard for that.

He does think you falling asleep in his lab is cute though. He has a cozy bed prepared somewhere in the castle just in case.

#winter king #Winter King x reader #Winter king headcanon

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archiveikemen · 11 months

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Ellis Twilight 1st Birthday Campaign: Story (2023)

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I still remember how “we” used to celebrate “our” birthday.

One year, while waiting for the real birthday cake Mother was baking at home, we raced each other up a hill in the twilight.

We pretended that the setting sun was our birthday cake, and blew out the “candles” on a count of three.

(That was the best moment, right?)

(— Nah.)

(The day it became “forever” was the happiest day.)

(— Huh?)

I snapped back to reality. I had dozed off while sitting on the couch, likely because I worked till late into the night yesterday.

(It’s been a long time since I last dreamt about those days.)

(... Oh, right. Today is our—)

Jude: Ellis.

Ellis: Jude and… Kate?

Kate: E-Ellis…!?

Jude: This girl has something for you.

Kate: J-Jude, I told you to keep it a secret from Ellis…!

Jude: Why should I be considerate of your feelings? If you have questions for him, ask the man himself.

Jude left the common room, leaving only Kate behind.

(I wonder if she got tricked by Jude to ask me something in secret.)

Ellis: You were looking for me?

When I tilted my head in question, Kate seemed to have given up and frowned.

She looked like a dejected little puppy. Cute.

Kate: I heard that… it’s your birthday today.

Kate: I wanted to find out from Jude what you liked, so that I can prepare a surprise for you.

Ellis: Why didn’t you ask me directly?

Kate: … Because I knew you would say that you like anything that makes me happy.

Kate: You’re always caring a lot about whether I’m happy, so today… I want you to be happy.

Ellis: You’re very kind, Kate.

To me, loving someone as a person doesn't necessarily require knowing them for a long time or having a very grand reason to.

That’s why making someone happy is as natural to me as breathing.

Ellis: Will it make you happy if I spend the whole day only doing things that make me happy?

Kate: Hmm… I guess so.

Ellis: Then, we’ll search for my happiness together today?

Kate: Huh…?

Ellis: I want to search for my happiness together with you.

Kate: … Will you be okay with that? I mean, spending your birthday with just me.

Ellis: Mm, I’m okay with it. … How about you, Kate?

I wanted to make sure that my choice would benefit her.

(Ah… that’s good. She seems okay with it.)

Seeing the slight blush in Kate’s cheeks and sensing that she was happy, it made me feel relieved.

Roger: Why are you two being all lovey dovey in the middle of the day?

Kate: Lovey dovey…!?

We didn’t notice until now that Roger was leaning against the doorframe of the common room. When our eyes met, he smiled.

Roger: Happy birthday.

Ellis: Thank you, Roger. Did you specially make your way here just to say that?

Roger: Nope? I just happened to be passing by and saw you guys.

Roger: I didn't prepare any presents for you, so I’ll buy you a nice drink next time.

Roger: Did you receive a proper present from Jude?

Ellis: He gave me a blank cheque as usual.

Kate: Does he always do that…?

Roger: Always. Anyway, you’re going out on a birthday date?

Ellis: Yeah, with Kate.

Roger: That guy Victor, he’s so excited about whipping up a feast with the castle chef tonight…

Roger: But if you two don’t come back, I’ll be sure to enjoy your share.

Roger waved and left with a cheeky smile.

Kate: W-We’ll come back of course…!

Ellis: Is that so?

Kate: Huh!?

(... Fufu, she’s so cute.)

Kate: … Please don’t tease me.

Ellis: I’m not teasing you.

Kate: … Let’s make sure we come back to the castle.

I thought Kate liked me a little bit too, as a person.

(If “this” is the kind of relationship that will make her happy.)

(I really wish she doesn’t have to go back.)

Kate: Before we head out, please promise me one thing.

Ellis: Promise you?

Kate: I want you to promise me that you’ll let me know when you dislike something.

Kate: You have the tendency to say that you’re happy even when you’re not, just because you want to make me happy.

Kate: This promise should NOT be broken today.

Seeing her try her very best to make me happy naturally brought a smile to my face.

Ellis: Mm. Got it, I promise you that.

…

Kate: This gelato place was my source of moral support when I was working as a postwoman.

Ellis: The gelato here must be very good, then. Which flavour is your favourite, Kate?

Kate: Lemon! I remember you saying that you like raspberry jam, so…

Kate: You might like this mixed berry flavoured gelato.

We chatted about all sorts of little things while strolling through the city of London.

Ellis: Mm… this is delicious.

Kate: … Happy?

Ellis: Happy. Fufu, it feels different than usual.

Whenever I said that I was “happy”, Kate would stare at me in such a way that she looked like she was trying to see if I was telling the truth. I found that rather amusing.

Kate: Is there anything you want as a birthday present?

Ellis: … I want a taste of your lemon flavoured gelato.

Kate: That’s not really what I meant…

Ellis: Let me think… I don’t have anything in particular that I want, but I do like things that smell nice.

Kate: Things that smell nice?

Ellis: Yeah. Like you.

Kate: … I’m not letting you taste my lemon flavoured gelato if you keep teasing me.

At the same time, she held out her gelato for me to have a taste, and so I licked a little of it.

Kate looked adorable when she was pretending to be angry, because she couldn't conceal her happiness.

In the end, we continued to walk around London. When Big Ben’s arms showed that it was 4 o’clock, Kate told me to stay put and hurried off somewhere.

(Is she going to meet an acquaintance?)

(... Ah, should I be monitoring her in times like this as a member of Crown?)

(Oh well, it’ll be fine.)

I sat on a railing at the riverside while waiting for Kate to return. Just then, a woman came and sat next to me.

Curly Hair Woman: Oh… pardon me, am I bothering you?

Ellis: Nope, you’re not.

Curly Hair Woman: I’m feeling dizzy… can I rest here for a little while?

Ellis: The hospital is nearby, do you need me to guide you to it?

Curly Hair Woman: Are you sure about that?

The woman’s face suddenly lit up upon hearing my casual offer, and she placed her palm on my leg.

(Ah...)

“If you want me to be that happy— give those to me.”

“If you want me to be happy… give them to me. Give me your legs!!”

“... In the end, it turns out that your own wants matter most.”

— I can no longer go anywhere I want. Are you satisfied now?

(...)

Unpleasant memories flashed into my mind, and a feeling of uneasiness rose from the pit of my stomach.

When I tried to swallow it back down…

Kate: Sorry for the wait! … Oh? Who is this?

(Kate…)

Kate looked at me with a concerned look while hiding something behind her back.

Ellis: … She said that she’s feeling dizzy. I was about to guide her to the hospital.

Kate: Are you alright?

Curly Hair Woman: … What the, is she your girlfriend?

Kate: Huh?

Curly Hair Woman: I don’t feel dizzy anymore. See you.

The woman suddenly stood up and walked away.

Kate: … Seems like she was lying to you…

Ellis: It does seem that way. Good thing she’s not feeling dizzy.

Kate: … Looking at you, you don’t look very well.

Kate gently placed her palm to my forehead.

Kate: You’re not running a fever, though…

(I promised to “voice out my dislikes”.)

Ellis: A moment ago, when she touched my leg… I recalled some unpleasant things.

Ellis: I don’t like being touched on my legs.

Kate: … I see.

Without probing any further, Kate simply nodded her head in response and respected my feelings.

Kate: Thank you for telling me.

Ellis: …? Why are you thanking me?

Kate: … You’re always concerned about the feelings of other people, and doing things for them.

Kate: But there's no such thing as a person who doesn't have their own desires.

Kate: You must be sacrificing a lot of your own "wants", right, Ellis?

(My… "wants"?)

The flashback from just now started clawing at the inside of my heart again.

Kate: Therefore, I’m not going to let you have any more unpleasant experiences for the rest of today.

Kate: Thanks to what you've just told me, I know what to avoid letting you go through.

Kate: Happy birthday. This is for you.

Ellis: This is…

She held out the bouquet of pale purple roses she had hidden behind her back.

The gentle breeze brought out its calming and sweet fragrance that suited the sunset.

Ellis: … Smells nice.

Ellis: … Mm, I’m very happy.

(But, therefore… I have to give this to you.)

Ellis: Can you close your eyes for a moment?

Kate: Huh? Okay…

Kate hesitantly covered her eyes with her hands.

Kate: Can I open my eyes now?

Ellis: Just a little longer.

(You said that there’s no such thing as a person without desires.)

(But I feel that I don’t have the need for desires.)

Or else, the “love” I feel inside of me— will turn into something scary.

Ellis: … You can open your eyes now.

Kate: …!

I gave Kate a flower crown made from the roses she had given me earlier. She was puzzled as she alternated her gaze between me and the flower crown.

Kate: This was… a present for you.

Ellis: Yeah. It was mine, and so I wanted to use it to make you happy.

Kate had a troubled smile on her face as she held the flower crown close to her chest.

Kate: … Ellis, you’re… a rather hard to deal with person…

(Ah…)

My heart suddenly felt moved.

The light from the setting sun shone down onto Kate.

The colour of the sky was a beautiful gradient of orange and purple.

That colour was one that could only be seen in that brief moment between day and night.

(How I wish I could stop time right now.)

— That pure and simple desire was mine, and mine only.

Kate: The sun is setting already… time seemed to have flown past in the blink of an eye today.

Kate’s voice brought me back to reality.

Kate: We should return to the castle soon.

I thought that the look in her eyes was saying that she wanted to stay a little longer.

(But— is it just me?)

(l have to make sure… so that I know if I’m just seeing things.)

I took a deep breath and closed the distance between us.

Ellis: … Hey, Kate.

I leaned my body forward against the railing, cornering Kate.

Ellis: I don’t want to go back to the castle. … Can we not?

I pretended to be selfish, because I wanted to know her true feelings.

I had to pretend, in order to suppress the desire that had risen up inside me earlier.

Kate: W-We can’t. Everyone is waiting for us back at the castle.

Ellis: … But you don’t look like you want to go back.

The tips of Kate’s ears turned slightly red… that’s how I knew that what I thought I saw was real.

Ellis: Because of you, I’m very happy today.

Ellis: How about you, Kate? How happy do you feel today?

Ellis: To thank you for today, I want to make you the happiest you’ve ever been.

Kate: Ellis…

Ellis: What would you like? You can go shopping without having to worry about money, or I can take you to meet anyone you want to.

Kate: It’s your birthday today, Ellis… I don't need anything.

Ellis: If there’s anything I can do for you, I’ll do it. Be it kisses, hugs… or more than that.

Kate: Those things will only make you feel the happiest if done with someone you like in a very special way…

(Oh… I see.)

Ellis: Then I’ll just have to make you like me in that special way.

Kate: Huh…?

Ellis: I’ll be sure to do my best.

Kate’s eyes wavered.

Ellis: Some day, I’ll make you feel the happiest you’ve ever felt.

(Not for my sake, but for yours.)

(I’ll make all your wishes come true, so that you’ll be happy.)

Then came twilight, painting our surrounding scenery in the colours of night.

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battyaboutbooksreviews · 6 months

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Queer Books November 2023

🌈 Good afternoon, my bookish bats! Struggling to keep up with all the amazing queer books coming out this month? Here are a FEW of the stunning, diverse queer books you can add to your TBR before the year is over. Remember to #readqueerallyear! Happy reading!

❤️ The Pirate and the Porcelain Girl by Emily Riesbeck 🧡 Heading North by Holly M. Wendt 💛 The Wisdom of Bug by Alyson Root 💚 Trick Shot by Kayla Grosse 💙 A Holly Jolly Christmas by Emily Wright 💜 Outdrawn by Deanna Grey ❤️ Yours Celestially by Al Hess 🧡 The Christmas Memory by Barbara Winkes 💛 Violet Moon by Mel E. Lemon 💙 The Santa Pageant by Lillian Barry 💜 Only for the Holidays by Shannon O’Connor 🌈 Homestead for the Holidays by Wren Taylor

❤️ You Can Count on Me by Fae Quin 🧡 No One Left But You by Tash McAdam 💛 The Worst Thing of All is the Light by José Luis Serrano, Lawrence Schimel 💚 Today Tonight Forever by Madeline Kay Sneed 💙 Wren Martin Ruins It All by Amanda DeWitt 💜 Emmett by L. C. Rosen ❤️ Finding My Elf by David Valdes 🧡 Tonight, I Burn by Katharine J. Adams 💛 Gorgeous Gruesome Faces by Linda Cheng 💙 Bookshops & Bonedust by Travis Baldree 💜 A Power Unbound by Freya Marske 🌈 We Are the Crisis by Cadwell Turnbull

❤️ The Manor House Governess by C.A. Castle 🧡 You Owe Me One, Universe by Chad Lucas 💛 Last Night at the Hollywood Canteen by Sarah James 💚 Skip!: A Graphic Novel by Rebecca Burgess 💙 Something About Her by Clementine Taylor 💜 Touching the Art by Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore ❤️ A Nearby Country Called Love by Salar Abdoh 🧡 Normporn: Queer Viewers and the TV That Soothes Us by Karen Tongson 💛 Sir Callie and the Dragon’s Roost by Esme Symes-Smith 💙 The Order of the Banshee by Robyn Singer 💜 Once Upon My Dads’ Divorce by Seamus Kirst, Noémie Gionet Landry 🌈 Forsooth by Jimmy Matejek-Morris

❤️ A Common Bond by T.M. Kuta 🧡 Risk the Fall by Riley Hart 💛 Just a Little Snack by Yah-Yah Scholfield 💚 Home for the Holidays by Erin Zak 💙 NeurodiVeRse by MJ James 💜 Dark Heir (Dark Rise #2) by C.S. Pacat ❤️ sub/Dom by Rab Green 🧡 Bitten by the Bond by Elaine White 💛 Heir to Frost and Storm by Ben Alderson 💙 The Sea of Stars by Gwenhyver 💜 Bad Beat by L.M. Bennett 🌈 Idol Moves by K.T. Salvo

❤️ Plot Twist by Erin La Rosa 🧡 In the Pines by Mariah Stillbrook 💛 The Crimson Fortress (The Ivory Key #2) by Akshaya Raman 💚 Only She Came Back by Margot Harrison 💙 Megumi & Tsugumi, Vol. 4 by Mitsuru Si 💜 Pritty by Keith F. Miller Jr. ❤️ Just Lizzie by Karen Wilfrid 🧡 An Atlas to Forever by Krystina Rivers 💛 Come Find Me in the Midnight Sun by Bailey Bridgewater 💙 Bait and Witch by Clifford Mae Henderson 💜 Shadow Baron by Davinia Evans 🌈 Day by Michael Cunningham

❤️ Livingston Girls by Briana Morgan 🧡 Delay of the Game by Ari Baran 💛 The Nanny with the Nice List by K. Sterling 💚 A Talent Ignited by Suzanne Lenoir 💙 A Kiss of the Siren’s Song by E.A.M. Trofimenkoff 💜 Rivals for Love by Ali Vali ❤️ Whiskey & Wine by Kelly Fireside, Tana Fireside 🧡 Buried Secrets by Sheri Lewis Wohl 💛 Ride with Me by Jenna Jarvis 💙 Living for You by Jenny Frame 💜 Death on the Water by CJ Birch 🌈 Merciless Waters by Rae Knowles

❤️ Vicarious by Chloe Spencer 🧡 Sapling’s Depths by Spencer Rose 💛 That French Summer by Sienna Waters 💚 System Overload by Saxon James 💙 King of Death by Lily Mayne 💜 Warts and All by Ashley Bennett ❤️ Principle Decisions by Thea Belmont 🧡 The Best Mistake by Emily O’Beirne 💛 Sugar and Ice by Eule Grey 💙 Until The Blood Runs Dry by MC Johnson 💜 Splinter : A Diverse Sleepy Hollow Retelling by Jasper Hyde 🌈 The Mischievous Letters of the Marquise de Q by Felicia Davin

❤️ The Queer Girl is Going to be Okay by Dale Walls 🧡 Til Death Do Us Bard by Rose Black 💛 Leverage by E.J. Noyes 💚 Alice Sadie Celine by Sarah Blakley-Cartwright 💙 Godly Heathens by H.E. Edgmon 💜 Gwen & Art Are Not in Love by Lex Croucher ❤️ To Kill a Shadow by Katherine Quinn 🧡 Warrior of the Wind by Suyi Davies Okungbowa 💛 For Never & Always by Helena Greer 💙 A Demon’s Guide to Wooing a Witch by Sally Hawley 💜 Heaven Official’s Blessing: Tian Guan Ci Fu Vol. 8 by Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù 🌈 A Carol for Karol by Ann Roberts

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ideas-4-stories · 4 months

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NOOOOOOOO I LOST THE AU I WROTE FOR YOU 😭😭😭 I LITERALLY SENT IT AND TUMBLR SAID "NETWORK ERROR". L FOR THE WIFI. L. Not cool I'm literally crying I thought that AU was genius. It was a Teacher!Buggy AU with Crocomom and Dadhawk. + Shanks co-parenting Luffy with Crocodile. That note was so long I literally spent like 45 mins writing it here on your ask and it was just. Gone. Or I think it did. Why does life hate me. I'm just gonna be brief with this cuz I still think it's golden lmao. Croco and Mihawk work long hours so their kids (Luffy, Zoro, Perona) have to wait for a few hours until they're picked up by their parents. The school doesn't have school buses bc I said so (no I am not cruel it's just out of my budget /j). So Buggy takes the responsibility to keep them comfortable and entertained while they wait. Croco and Mihawk meeting this charming (and clown looking) blue-haired guy and they start courting him. Shanks gets dragged in on the courting bc of Luffy. Also he was already courting Buggy. I didn't write their process of courting I basically skipped and went,, their wedding will take part in a Goth castle. And the design are all sunshine and rainbows (literally). Sanji, Usopp, Nami, Vivi, Zoro and Luffy being in a class along with other kids. Franky, Robin, Jinbei and Brook are in higher classes. Chopper is atom. Not here in the world yet. Perona is like, 2-3yrs older than her brothers so. Yeah *awkwardly shuffles* (I love perona I swear-). Implied Zosan. Some rando: but you didn't imply shi— Me: Shhh I did. *gaslighting*. Law is also there in the classroom with lower grade strawhats. He's suffering. He only attends 3 days a week tho, he's mostly homeschooled bc of his sickness. He's homeschooled by Cora. (You can pry Law and Cora from my cold dead hands. You can separate them when I dissolve into ashes). Don't worry as he gets older his sickness is cured. Ofc he's cured by Cora. He's saved by Cora in every universe. In every AU. Every Era. Every life they will ever live. I will die on that hill– *applies the nobody dies/everyone lives tag on this AU* let my babies be happy pls. Let my man Cora live and travel the world with this emo boy (Law). Doffy isn't real, he can't hurt anyone. Ace is there. Sabo is there. Every One Piece character is out there somewhere. They're like hidden stones and you have 0.02% of finding them. I thought I was just making a Teacher!Buggy AU but then it turns into a Modern!AU for everyone. Let's gooooo. Sora divorces with Judge and remarry with Zeff so now Sanji lives with all his brothers and his sister. They get separate classrooms tho, and reiju is perona's age so she's besties with her. (I do not play by canon's rules with ages bc i live in my own world) They both tease their brothers (Sanji and Zoro) about their crushes on each other. The heart crew is there. Bepo is a dog, a very fluffy one. Kuina is alive. Kaya is there, same classroom with Usopp. I have no idea how to continue this lmao, but I do hope you find this interesting bc Buggy is 100% great with kids and probably teaches well bc he is a big nerd and makes lessons interesting. (Also, the whole reason why I wrote this instead of letting the idea slip through my mind like the others is bc the image of two goth men courting a clown looking mf was funny to me. So here we are lmao. The way I wrote this makes Shanks look like he's the person they let into their open relationship twice lol I'm so sorry 😭😭)

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

That's really sad, I really like this idea (though I see Shanks and Buggy more as siblings, but I understand the idea of Shuggy) It's fine that this became about so many people, I really like this.

Teacher!Buggy sounds so cool, you know that he's the flashiest and maybe one of the craziness of the things he'll do to get his students good things that will boost their learning. He knows that every kid might not have the same learning paths as others.

How many classes does this man teach? Who knows, too many for how much he gets paid. All teachers needs to get paid more.

I would think Jinbei and Brook being other fun teachers in the school, like Tom could be as well!

I really like this idea, and the imagine of two gothic men trying to court a clown-looking mf is really funny to me as well.

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↳ Summary: In a desperate hope to stop war from breaking you are a serviced to wed the most vile man alive, the one who has committed atrocities and war crimes beyond comprehension, he who is responsible for the fall of many nations, the wicked prince who’s heart is made of stone. You are to marry a man who challenges every belief and moral you stand for, all while being faced in a foreign land with nobody but yourself too trust…But are you both truly that different? Or is hate not too far from love?

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/reader

↳ Genre: arranged marriage AU, enemies to lovers, it’s kind of a period AU??? Historical but also technically not? prince!AU, eventual smut

Word Count: 10k

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tags: oral (f receiving), breath play, slight spit kink (it does not end well), lots of kissing >:)

Note: surprise shawtysss!!! I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I have! I cannot apologize enough for this incredibly late chapter but I hope a lil somthing makes up for it ;)

“How do you feel?”

“Umm, nervous?”

Wearing armor was….different then you had anticipated, first off it was heavy- which you knew logically it was, but you didn’t realize just how heavy it was. Jungkook had gotten it fit for you once you had started up training and only in the past week had you started wearing it to train in.

Time, however, had run out.

Meaning today was the day.

“...stupid.” You admit with a sigh, Wheein had just finished styling your hair out of your face, “I’ll be happy when I lose and get this over with.”

You hadn’t been able to sleep the night before and your stomach had been twisting into unpleasant knots all morning long.

“Don’t say that m’lady!” Wheein objected softly, “So long as you fight with honor and vigor, you’ll never be a true loser.”

“It’s more than Seohyun will be able to say about herself.” Taehyung nodded, he had sat in front of you, giving your hands one last look over before he began bandaging them up for you as an extra layer of protection.

“Even the smallest chance, is still a chance.” Jungkook spoke, but the words did not sound as if they were his own, it seemed as though he were quoting someone, “Try not to worry about it and just stay focused.”

You nodded at all of their words. They were right, you just needed to believe in the slightest chance, and even if you did lose, you would be more than happy for this to finally be over. This duel had been looming over you like a darkened cloud for nearly two months now and you’d be glad to finally be relieved of it.

Wheein had escorted you to the courtyard where the duel would take place, the castle seemed particularly energetic today and people had tossed you many stares, some encouraging, as if rooting for you, and others in sneer, as if waiting for your downfall.

Taehyung walked alongside and Jungkook had stayed a little behind as you all made your way to the courtyard where wooden stands had been put up and the court had been taking their places, all eager to watch you attempt to keep up with the notable swordswoman.

“I didn’t realize we were going to have so many eyes today…” You mumbled, feeling even more stupid now then you had before.

“Well, it’s not every day a royal duel takes place, all of the court want a seat when it happens.” Wheein ushered softly before giving you a reassuring smile, “Once the match starts you’ll be able to tune them out.”

Your throat had dried and the knots in your stomach only furthered as you nodded, stopping at the far corner of the courtyard where Taehyung had set up any supplies that might be needed for later.

You could hear the small crowd usher at the sight of you as you tried to calm yourself as your eyes met Seohyun’s from across the courtyard, she looked stunning, plated in a deep maroon armor that suited her striking features, her eyes like razors as they met yours.

The chapel bell rung deeply, sounding that it was time.

“Y/n,” Jungkook called out, making you turn to look at him, he stepped in closer to you as his voice softened, just a tad, “Just focus on what we talked about.”

You didn’t trust your voice in this moment, only nodding at his words, his hand hesitantly reached out, softly grabbing your chin to lift it to fully meet his eyes, “And remember, the slightest chance,”

“Is still a chance.” You breathed out with a nod.

Jungkook nodded at this, “Good luck.”

You turned back around as Jungkook made his way up to the royal podium, taking a seat next to his father as you walked out to the middle of the courtyard where Seohyun met you halfway.

“Looks like today is judgment day for you Princess,” Seohyun spoke, her eyes cold and her lips twitched into a viscous smirk, “And I look forward to deciding your fate.”

You stood tall, unsheathing your sword, “We’ll see about that.”

This made her smirk drop as she sneered at you, unsheathing her own sword as she lifted it up, you mirrored her as the tips of your blades touched. And without a second to waste Seohyun was immediately on the offense.

She was aggressive and sharp with each of her swings, metal clattered and echoed off the walls of the courtyard as you blocked each of her blows, albeit a bit clumsily but that was at the back of your mind as she jumped up.

Throwing down another powerful blow that made you break your grip, she lunged forward with her sword as you whirled around, managing to dodge what could’ve been a punctured stomach wound a second later.

“You’re damn lucky she’s good at dodging.” Areum watched her nephew shift in his chair at the violent sight ahead of them.

To the untrained eye it might seem he was unbothered by the whole ordeal but to her, it was clear as day how on edge he was, watching the fight unfold before them.

Jungkook shifted in his chair, “But will it be enough?”

You quickly regripped your sword once more as Seohyun let out a gritted chuckle, “You fight like a newborn walks. My expectations were low, but this is truly pathetic.”

You both began to circle one another, “Then why is it you haven’t hit me yet?” Jungkook had told you to engage in as little conversation with her as possible, but it was difficult to not rebuttal at all.

“It doesn’t need to be enough,” Areum replied as she lounged about in her chair, leisurely crossing her legs, “She just needs to burn Seohyun out of her energy.”

Jungkook shook his head wearily, “But she’ll need to be careful to not let her guard down under the false pretense that Seohyun pretends she’s burnt out.”

Seohyun’s face lit with rage at your comment as she lunged forward but this time you met her blow with one of your own, metal clapped together loud in the air and your hands nearly thrummed from the power.

This didn’t stop Seohyun from throwing another upper slash your way, you had ducked under before going for an under slash which she had agilely blocked before back stepping to put some space between you both.

You however just as quickly closed the space between you both once more, throwing an upper slash and lower one which she had quickly blocked before she managed to catch your foot on her own making you fall onto your back.

“I remember those days,” Areum watched in amusement as you fell, “Confidence can make one a bit greedy hm?”

Jungkook’s hand squeezed into a fist at the sight, “An ameatur mistake but she’s only going to learn through experience.”

Seohyun’s straight slash looked as if she was attempting to kill you as you rolled to the right, metal clashing to the ground right next to your ear, you had barely managed to get up before she aggressively began attacking you once more as you fumbled backwards.

Attempting to put more space between you both but she wasn’t letting you have an inch as she slashed forward, the only thing that saved you from her next slash was the column she hit as you rounded the inside of the court yard.

Weaving through the next few columns before you had put a sizeable amount of distance between you both, your breath heaving and you needed a few moments to regather yourself, your body was aching already and yet she looked hardly out of breath.

“Do you all see this?” Seohyun laughed out, stepping out of the inner part of the courtyard as she gestured to you, “Behold, our cowardice Crowned Princess. Running away just as any other true Eunoian does.”

Your jaw immediately clenched at her words, “Eunoia is not-”

“Oh but they are,” Seohyun cut you off, whirling her sword in her hand as she leisurely began to close the distance between you both, “Where was Eunoia when our predecessor Seoul fell?” She called out rhetorically, “Where was Eunoia during the Five Year War?”

She stopped a short distance away from you, a genuine disgust on her face as she scoffed, “You’re all nothing more than a bunch of glorified cowards. Too scared to pick up arms and fight, or perhaps you just have nothing left worth fighting for.”

Areum curiously watched the two as she briefly looked at Jungkook, “I don’t think anyone could resist words like those.”

Jungkook shook his head, “She knows better than to let Seohyun goad her into making a mistake.”

Areum shifted in her seat, “She may, but that might not stop her. After all, if one abandons pride in their Kingdom, what else do they have left?”

A fire had kindled in you at her words, giving your sword a whirl before you gripped it once more, lifting it up, “We were busy tending to the dead and there is nothing more brave than looking death in the eyes and choosing to live another day.”

You swung your sword just as she did hers, your swords clapped together but what you hadn’t expected was for her to unsheath a dagger. A sharp stinging pain immediately burned into your skin making you whimper out.

Backing off as your hand ghosted your upper abdominal, blood glistening off your glove, the wound was extremely shallow but it was a well placed blow in the opening of your armor. You had quickly regripped your sword, backstepping once more as Seohyun dual wielded both her sword and dagger.

Lunging for you once more with her dagger, what she had failed to realize however was she left herself open, you remembered in that brief second the demonstration Jungkook showed you, and without a moment of hesitation you followed his instruction.

Jungkook let out a breath of relief at the sight of you managing to disarm the dagger right from Seohyun’s hand and even she looked surprised for a brief moment, “She remembered.”

Areum smiled at his words, “And she executed it well.”

If Seohyun’s reflexes were as sharp as Jungkook had said they were then surely she’d be able to block this- You swung the dagger around, grabbing it by the blade before sharply throwing it right in her direction.

Seohyun had managed to hit the smaller blade with her own, surprised none the less and that was all you needed, kicked her sharply in the stomach, the force knocking her down before the tip of your blade met her neck.

“There is a certain strength in kindness,” You ushered softly, “I hope one day you’ll be able to find that.”

You lowered your blade down before you turned to face the royal podium, everyone looked stunned by your victory as you stepped closer, intending to bow to end the duel.

What you hadn’t expected was to be shoved to the ground but before you could even try to get up, a foot was firmly placed on your back.

“That’s cheating!” The voice was angered and it sounded a lot like Wheein’s, you winced at the foot shoving into your back further, your eyes met sideways with Wheein’s figure, anger like you had never seen in her eyes and Taehyung had immediately grabbed her by the shoulder, shaking his head rapidly.

Ushers immediately were spoken between the court as Seohyun cackled, “I will not let my reputation be besmirched by an outsider such as this. So take heed in my words, Penumbra does not stand for weakness! We do not let ourselves soften to the likes of a traitor, and we will certainly not standby if duty calls! No less for the likes of this.”

She shoved her foot down into your back for good measure making you whimper out, your back beginning to throb.

“Jungkook!” Areum hissed out but it was too late, his face was kindled in rage as he stepped down the steps, immediately unsheathing his sword.

Seohyun scoffed in amusement at the sight but what she hadn’t expected was for him to roughly grab her by the back of her head, hand ruthlessly yanking at her hair as he shoved her off of you, blade immediately pressed harshly into her neck.

Even the slightest movement would draw blood, “Jungkook!” Seohyun looked shocked at the gesture, as if she truly, naively thought that this would be a meaningless threat as it always had been in the past.

Jungkook’s eyes were stone cold, “You dishonorably challenged my wife to duel when she had no previous experience and even now, you dishonorably won. How does the hollow victory feel?” He snarled, he yanked on her hair even further making tears sting her eyes, “You may have won the battle but you’ll never win me back now, as a matter of fact I have no interest in ever seeing your spiteful, victidive face ever again after this.”

“Just your existence is an embarrassment to Penumbra.” Jungkook snarled before he shoved her away, as if disgusted to even have her this close to him, the force of the shove had her tumbling to the ground.

Wheein had already come to your side the moment Taehyung would let her, helping you up as you winced, your back was now aching heavily and your appearance disheveled, as you turned to look back at Jungkook and Seohyun.

You had always thought you had met the ugliest side of Jungkook first, and in some ways you still believed it, but right now, his eyes were like glass, disgust written across his face in a way that would make anyone feel ashamed.

Seohyun’s eyes were filled with tears as she fumbled to get up, “You’ve changed.”

“No I haven’t,” Jungkook snapped, “I’ve always been this way, you just chose to ignore it for the sake of vanity and pride. Now go, get out of my sight before I decide to do something dishonorable since that’s the new code for you.”

And much to your surprise tears streamed down Seohyun’s cheeks, as if maybe it had finally just hit her that there was no going back to a time when they were together, she looked genuinely heartbroke as she managed to walk back to the corner where funny enough- her medic and the Rosewood knight Claudin had been waiting for her.

You however only watched in dismay as your eyes met with the knights, despite the fight being over, you had a sinking feeling that this had only just begun.

You didn’t understand why the court was so determined to throw a banquet in celebration of your victory. Because you didn’t exactly win, now did you? It didn’t feel like a full victory, or more like a victory that was robbed from you.

And therefore you had been particularly glum about it all day. Everybody still had their daily duties to attend to and you hadn’t even had the chance to speak with Jungkook about it, after his temper had been put on display he had immediately had been summoned by his father and uncle and you had yet to see him since.

Probably getting a scolding of a lifetime but somehow you doubt that would make him regret his words in the least. He looked terrifying in that moment but somehow, the words he spoke to her had soothed you.

‘You’ll never win me back now’

He said it as if it was finalized as if this was the final straw. He didn't want her so much as even in his presence anymore. Was it selfish to say it made you happy? You briefly wondered, if you should feel less happy about it.

After all, it wasn’t as though you both were…together…

You were married yes but, your relationship with Jungkook had been anything but easy, and these days you still weren’t sure where his feelings lay when it came to you, you were friends now at the very least and the thought made you happy.

But something in you was yearning for…more.

Something deep inside you desperately wanted more. You could still feel the ghost of his hand tenderly grabbing your chin, when did his touches become so soft with you?

As if he was handling fine glassware and afraid he might break it, when once upon a time, he manhandled you as if you were nothing more than a sack of flour. It made your heart skip a beat as you fiddled with your lace gloves.

The evening light had casted a silhouette on everything making the halls look almost magical as you headed for the bedroom, Wheein had a few last tasks to finish up before she said she’d meet you there to get you changed for the banquet.

After all, you’d be attending since it was for you and you’d feel rude otherwise.

Many thoughts swarmed your head as you opened the door to your shared room. What you hadn’t expected was your husband inside. You nearly yelped out at the sight of him half undressed.

A fine silk black robe, one you were familiar with, adorning his otherwise naked upperbody and his pants seemed to be hanging lower on his hips than normal.

“Oh! I- I didn’t realize you were- um…! I apologize…!” You looked anywhere but at him, should you go…?

You still weren’t used to sharing a room with someone and therefore had forgotten to knock! Ugh you needed to be more considerate in the future!

“Let me see it.” Jungkook’s voice was soft but there was a demand in it that took you off guard.

“Pardon…?” You tilted your head at his words.

Jungkook sauntered up to you making you nearly wheeze, trying to look at anything except his exceptionally sculpted chest that was on display, tattered in various scars that your hands nearly trembled at just the thought of being able to trace.

“The wound, from the dagger.” Jungkook replied immediately, his hand grabbing your waist to pull you closer to him.

“I um…!” You fumbled with your words, feeling your face warm, “It’s just a shallow wound, nothing more than a scratch.” You offered him an awkward smile.

Jungkook frowned at this, his eyes dropped to your stomach where the wound had been bandaged and you were being truthful in your words, you had been lucky enough to have the distance you did otherwise Seohyun would’ve been able to cut much deeper.

“And your back?” Jungkook asked, pulling you a little closer as his hand slid from your waist to your lower back causing it to ache.

The gesture made you wince, causing Jungkook to lift his hand off of it with a frown, “I should’ve gotten to you quicker.”

“It’s…okay.” You mumbled, wrapping your arms around yourself, dimming visibly at the mention of what had happened.

“I always knew she was a sore loser,” Jungkook mumbled, “A vindictive one at that, but I suppose I never realized the lengths she was willing to go to until now.” His hand brushed back against your waist.

He snorted at the thought, “Nevermind that though, we have a banquet to attend in your honor, the first in your honor.” His lips tugged into a tiny smile but it melted away at the sight of it unreciprocated by you.

“What is it?” He asked.

You wouldn’t meet his eyes as you shrugged, “...I didn’t win Jungkook.”

“You did,” He immediately rebutted, much stronger than you about it, “She just always has to have the final say. But you won that battle fair and square, she broke the Code of Valor when she chose to attack you after victory and with your back turned away from her no less.”

You shook your head at his words, only feeling worse about it now but Jungkook wasn’t having any of it, his free hand grabbed your chin making you meet his eyes, “You won. You did in my eyes, and I won’t have you sulking this evening when we should be celebrating.”

The intensity of his eyes had your heart fluttering and your words lost on your tongue, unable to do anything but look up at him before your gaze dropped to his lips.

Jungkook seemed to recognize this, “Well? Are you going to be a good girl and listen to me?” He squeezed your waist a little tighter, yanking you near flush with his body, you jolted, catching yourself against his chest, his skin was warm and taut and your hands weren’t about to let go now.

“I…I, um…” You fumbled with your words, having a difficult time remembering what the conversation was about when you watched those plump lips curved into a tiny smirk, “Jungkook…?”

He hummed in response, leaning in a little, his bangs brushing against your skin.

Your mouth felt dry and you couldn’t stop staring at him even if you tried, his lips were so close to yours and your fingers kept trembling, and instead of asking what you wanted too, your mouth finally betrayed what your body carnally ached for.

“Can you kiss me?”

Jungkook’s hand wrapped around your throat making a breathy whine escape you, his hand was delicate with it, his thumb gently rubbing into the skin of your windpipe, “You want me to kiss you?” There was a light tease in his tone.

Your body felt like it was on fire and your lips trembled a little, unable to trust your voice anymore as you nodded. Your thighs were aching and your body was flushed with arousal despite his touches being so soft and feathery.

Jungkook closed the gap between you both with his hand, his lips pressing into yours, it sent sharp tingles down your spine at the way his lips roughly melded into yours, his hand on your throat giving it a slight squeeze.

It caused an embarrassing moan to escape you as your hands dragged up his chest to wrap around his neck, he seized the opportunity to push his tongue past your lips. There was no fight of dominance or dance of tongues.

You had instantly given up to him, wanting him to be able to do whatever he wanted as his tongue lathed and dragged against your own. His free hand had immediately begun undone the back of your dress before his other hand released your throat from his hold to help.

And for a brief moment you broke the kiss, needing a breath of air but Jungkook wouldn’t allow more than a second, pushing back against you as he nibbled against your lower lip, wanting back into your mouth.

When did you get so close to the wall? And how did you end up pressed against it? Jungkook’s hands managed to pull off your outer dress, revealing the slip beneath it as you whined softly against his mouth.

Jungkook’s lips broke from yours only to feel his breath hotly fan over the skin of your neck before he sucked against an open patch of skin. Everything felt warm, your skin, your face, everything.

You couldn’t even bare to look at him, opting to close your eyes as you tried to hush a moan at Jungkook’s lips trailing down to find a particularly sweet spot on your neck, “Don’t be quiet,” His voice was deeper then normal, a husky tone taking over, “I wanna hear.” His tongue dragged back up your neck.

“Jungkook…!” You tried to make it sound reprimanding but your voice was too weak, coming out more like a whine that made him chuckle.

“Don’t pretend to get all sulky,” Jungkook lightly chided you, pulling you close to him once more, “I can see it in your eyes, you enjoy getting bossed around secretly don’t you?”

“I- I do not!” You stammered, somewhat indignant at his crass words and yet you still couldn’t fully think straight.

Jungkook had already turned you away from the wall, back you up until you lost your balance from his bed, sitting down in front of him as a pout suddenly jutted on your lips at the look on his face, “As you were saying?” He mocked before grabbing your chin, “After all, weren’t you the one that asked me to kiss you?”

He grabbed your thighs, yanking them to pull you closer making you yelp out, “Ah! Jungkook, stop…!” You whined out, covering your face, but it wasn’t a plea for him to stop what he was doing- but to stop teasing you.

This made Jungkook smirk, “Stop what?”

“You know what!”

Jungkook kneeled down with a hum, pushing up your slip, “No I don’t think I do.” His hand suddenly squeezed tight against the open skin of your thigh, “Look at me when I speak to you.” His tone of voice was causing knots to form in your stomach.

But these were not out of nervous, but excitement, your body was flush and his tone was sent straight to your cunt that was throbbing at just his words. You however only shook your head, purposely making this harder for him then needed.

Jungkook’s hand reached out to your throat once more, grabbing it making a soft moan escape you as he forced you to look at him, that single second could’ve lasted an eternity before he scoffed, “You enjoy being disobedient do you?”

You still refused to look him in the eyes, now flustered at his words as he taunted you further, “Where’d your tongue go?” Jungkook asked, squeezing your throat tighter making a whined moan escape you, “Thought you didn’t like to be bossed around?”

“Don’t tease me Jungkook.” You finally managed to mumble out, trying to not let him fluster you anymore in this position.

Jungkook chuckled, “When you make it this easy it’s difficult not too princess,” You jolted at the feeling of his hand releasing your neck once more to grab your thighs instead, pressing an open wet kiss against the inner side that was sent straight to your cunt.

You could feel it, glossy and aroused, sticking to your panties as you breathed out softly, your thighs, as if on their own parted for him further as he pressed his tongue against your skin, hot and wet as he dragged it closer to your cunt.

“Mm…! Jungkook…” You mumbled out, trying to calm your rapidly beating heart.

Jungkook’s lips only suckled against your other thigh as he moaned softly, “Relax princess, ‘m not gonna do anything you aren’t ready for.” His hands were stroking your outer thighs in continuous pets.

His hands trailed up to the band of your panties playing with them as he spoke, “Besides, I’m sure this is nothing new to you…”

This made you scoff briefly, trying to ignore the fact that he was so close to your cunt, “It is as a matter of fact!” You replied, “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you but I don’t have-”

“But Seokjin-”

“What about him?” You frowned, trying to not let your face look so flustered, was now really the time for this conversation!? “He never not once was under my skirt like you are right now!” You looked away from him closing your eyes to ignore the way your cheeks throbbed, “So yes! This is very new to me- Ah! Jungkook!”

Jungkook had suddenly ripped your panties off, as in, literally ripping the material before he pulled you by the thighs closer to him, his tongue suddenly pressing into your folds making you yelp in surprise, your hands immediately buried into his soft hair.

“Good,” Jungkook growled out against your cunt, his tongue dragging up to- “He doesn’t deserve to be anywhere near this cunt, doesn’t deserve to play with your clit.”

He sucked against the bundle of nerves making a loud moan escape you, “Mine. This right here princess? Is mine,” He hissed out before letting his tongue lap against your bud once more making your thighs squirm as you whimpered out, pleasure immediately blossoming in your body.

“Ah…! Jungkook, ah-” You couldn’t even form a full sentence at the feeling of his hot tongue dragging against your folds.

His fingers dug into your thighs hard enough that it would surely leave some form of bruising, “Mine, this is my cunt now.” He moaned softly, dragging his tongue down to your little hole, “Fuck, your so wet princess,” He pushed his tongue in making you whimper out, jolting making him grip you even tighter.

Your walls tightened around his tongue in need as your eyes immediately squeezed shut upon feeling his fingers ghost of your sensitive clit making you cry out just as a knock echoed out making you jolt in your spot.

Jungkook made a noise of displeasure, his tongue dragging out of your hole back to your clit making you squirm, biting down on your lip hard to keep a moan from escaping you.

“Princess, I’m here to help you get ready!” Wheein chirped from the other side of the door.

“Jungkook…!” You whimpered out quietly as his lips suckled your clit making a sharp pleasure thrum in your body, your eyes immediately closing as your hips buckled against him, “...Mmph fuck! Ah…”

The pleasure quickly built into something more and more intense as Jungkook wettly kissed your clit before letting his tongue drag against it before he found the sweetest little spot to suckle against.

Your thighs had nearly suffocated him as the pleasure suddenly snapped in your body, desperate, quiet whines escaping you as you came for him just as he had hoped, his tongue soothingly sucking on your clit once more as your thighs twitched against him.

He released his hold on you as he looked up at you with that stupidest smirk on his face, lips glossed in your arousal as he licked them making you unable to resist the urge to shove him out of embarrassment, “Jeon Jungkook!”

“You can come in!” Jungkook called out already standing up with a brief chuckle, “Apologies to keep you waiting, I just wanted to check her wound from earlier to make sure it was okay.”

He opened the door to not only Wheein but Taehyun as well as you fumbled to push your skirt down, smoothing it out as you embarrassingly looked anywhere but at them.

“Of course Sire it’s not a problem!” Wheein smiled as she walked in with Taehyun, none the wiser.

Or more like she just actively chose to pretend like she didn’t see your outer dress on the ground by the wall that made it very obvious what had happened.

Gods give you strength…

“I don’t suppose you know when the Princess is going to be making an appearance at her own banquet?” Jimin exclaimed as he stretched out, a large mug of ale in his hand as he sat down next to the Prince.

Jungkook had been enjoying himself, as well as he could without your company, just the memory of being up your skirt an hour ago was enough to keep him in his thoughts, eager for the next moment he could get you alone, “Wheein was taking her time getting her ready. She’ll probably be down soon enough.”

“Good, good!” Jimin nodded, “I was worried quite frankly, given how the duel came to an end that she’d be down in the dumps about it.”

“Oh she was trying to be,” Jungkook replied dismissively, “I wouldn’t allow it though, Seohyun was a snake to the bitter end and I won’t allow her to dismiss her own victory because of it.”

Jimin hummed at this but the smirk that began to coil on his lips told a different story, “You seem to be getting awfully close with the Princess these days.”

“She’s my wife.” Jungkook replied, as if that was supposed to explain the change in his behavior.

“Ah yes but you didn’t seem to care beforehand, if I remember correctly,” Jimin tapped his chin with a smug look, “But now you’re going out of your way to coddle her? It’s all very sweet really.”

“I’m doing no such thing,” Jungkook reeled back with a huff, coddling? He didn’t coddle anyone, he in all truth had no idea what Jimin was even referring to.

Jungkook treated you the way he treated everyone else, fairly and with respect.

“Jimin, what are you giving our Prince a hard time about now?” Hoseok pulled out a chair on the opposite side of Jungkook, taking a seat.

To this Jimin grinned, “I was just pointing out to our dense friend that he’s been quite affectionate and soft with our Princess.”

“She isn’t yours.” The sharpness in Jungkook’s tone even took himself by mild surprise, a greedy little voice in the back of his head clawing and snapping at the thought of anyone trying to claim you as theirs.

Hoseok and Jimin exchanged looks of surprise before they both began to laugh, making Jungkook sink back into his seat, his eyes glaring into his cup in semi embarrassment at not evening thinking before he spoke.

“Ah, I see what you mean,” Hoseok laughed as he gave a hardy pat on Jungkook’s shoulder, “Our dear friend has always had a possessive streak hasn’t he?”

“Mhm,” Jimin goaded, “He’s always been like this when it comes to the things he holds dearest to him.”

Jungkook was beyond feeling miserable now at their relentless teasing he was at the mercy of and his only saving grace was your arrival to the celebration. The guard had announced her name causing everyone to pause at the sight of you entering.

You still seemed a little unsure of yourself, all of the stares expectantly on you, but once the cheers rang out a soft, demure smile tugged on your lips.

And Jungkook could not keep his eyes off of you, your dress hugged tight at your waist despite the skirt being made of an excessive amount of maroon fabric, which if he looked close enough he could see a peep of skin showing in a daring slit from your dress.

It was an edgier look in the court but when it came to you he knew you could wear anything and make it look good, not only this but after finding out how you felt about restrictive clothing, he wanted to somehow incorporate your comfort into Penumbra’s latest fashion.

There wasn’t any excuse for the cut out beneath your breasts or the thin layers of gold that highlighted your shoulders and arms, even all the way down to your hands which were covered in delicate golden silk to match though he secretly wished you wouldn’t be so self conscious about them.

After all it was from your courage that so many had been saved from the fire in the market.

Pulling up your skirt a little you made your way over to your husband, trying to not let yourself feel any more nervous than you had been. But just meeting his eyes made you straighten, it looks like he was ready to pounce on you!

Just the lingering memory the previous hour made you feel hot that no amount of undressing would be able to solve.

Hoseok had gotten out of his chair bowing to you before he pulled it out further for you as you smiled at him gracefully, “Thank you.”

“Of course Princess.” Hoseok replied with a wink before whispering, “He's been waiting for you.”

He pushed your chair in as your smile became shy at his words, you had been giddy the whole hour Wheein had gotten you ready and she, though hadn’t pried, had alluded to her excitement for you at how close it seemed you and Jungkook were getting.

You just hoped things were going too fast, or that you were reading into his advances, he did like you too…right? This wasn’t just some attempt to get under your skirt for the sake of it?

Jungkook had only briefly glanced at you before grabbing the arm of your chair making you jump, your lips parting in surprise at his pure strength as he dragged your chair next to his, the arm of each chair now touching.

“Was I not close enough before?” You breathed out, in semi surprise, your noses almost touching.

“No.”

You tried to keep eye contact with him but his cool gaze had become almost fiery and intense, too much for you to bear as you shied away under his hot stare.

Jimin gave a loud cough as if to cut the tension between you both as he spoke, “Congratulations Princess! What was it like, now having your first duel under your belt?”

You quickly perked up at this, anything to save you from Jungkook’s all consuming, hungry gaze, “Are you telling me there will be more like this in the future?”

“Hopefully not,” Jimin laughed, “But don’t be surprised if you’re challenged again. After all, you still have much to learn with a blade, and a bow now, I heard?”

You nodded at this, “Yes, I think I’ll be doing much better now though, with the pressure of the duel finally over. That and now Jungkook won’t have to dedicate all of his free moments to me.” “Not just his free moments,” Hoseok commented as he tapped his chin, “But just about every moment, he was really behind all of his work from focusing-”

“Jung.” Jungkook glared at him though Hoseok looked hardly threatened.

“Every moment?” Your eyes became concerned, “Jungkook! Is that why you’ve been working so late into the night?”

“You don’t need to worry about it.” Jungkook replied to you, his gaze melting into somewhat of a neutral look, “What matters is what training you did get paid off, you’ll only become better with time. Now that the duel is over we don’t have to be so rigorous anymore.”

You were going to exclaim how happy you were to hear that but the conversation was quickly interrupted by a less than welcoming face.

“Congratulations Princess,” The knight you had become ill of, Claudin stood in front of the table before bowing, “You have surely become a strong opponent in a short amount of time. You’re sure to be a good Queen for Penumbra.”

You frowned at his words before trying to muster a polite smile, “Thank you, we’ll just have to see what the future holds.”

“Of course,” Claudin smirked, reaching out to grab your hand making you squeak in surprise, just as he leaned in to kiss it he paused at the sight of a blade at his throat.

It seemed nobody but your small group had taken notice of the fact that Jungkook was now standing up right but leaned forward over the table, a dagger in his hand and a glare in his eyes, “Let go of my wife.” There was a calm chill in them.

Claudin’s gaze dropped to the hilt of the knife before he scoffed, letting go of your hand as Jungkook sat back in his seat, putting the dagger back into its hidden place in his pocket.

“I’d be careful where you place your allegiance, Your Highness.” Claudin commented but said no more as he walked away, leaving you confused as to whether he was referring to you or Jungkook.

You didn’t have time to mull it over though when you held the strong grip of your husband's hand suddenly finding the slit in your dress to grab your bare thigh making you squirm as your hand darted to grab his wrist, both of you now staring at one another.

Jungkook’s eyes were dark and he didn’t relent as his thumb brushed against your thigh nearly making them tremble at being so close to your- Had he always been so…?

Your mind wasn’t working properly anymore due to your cunt immediately soaking your panties in excitement, hormones were pumping through your veins wanting nothing more then for him to just grabbed you and open your-

“That was…something.” Yoongi frowned, who had been standing behind your chair, observing everything up until this point.

“Something odd,” Jimin scoffed as he sharply watched Claudin make his way back over to the table of aristocrats, most drunk and clearly only here for the drinks and food.

It was difficult to focus on Jimin’s words though when Jungkook’s hand had an iron grip on your inner thigh making you try to not squirm, and not matter how hard you tried to discreetly pry his hand off you it only made him stubbornly hold on tighter.

“Are you okay Princess?” Hoseok peered at you curiously.

To most it might seem as if he was checking on you after Claudin had grabbed your hand, it wasn’t as if you were shaken by the gesture, just taken by surprise. But you had a feeling he had noticed your slight squirming.

“I am.” You gave up, finally letting go of Jungkook’s wrist, the stubborn battle being hidden by the table cloth anyways, “I was just surprised is all. That wasn’t necessary to do Jungkook.” You turned to him slightly.

Jungkook’s nostrils flared a little as he leaned back in his seat cooly, “It was. Last time he was involved in anything you were quite upset, if you needed the reminder.”

You huffed at his words, was he really being sulky right now?

Though it was a slow process you were beginning to understand Jungkook’s odd language, had this happened during the first month of your stay you would’ve taken his words as if he was being snide or vicious with you.

But you could see the slightest jut in his lips, his clenched jaw and his hair, which had grown past his brows, dusting over his eyes slightly.

It really made him look sulky, and his voice, a bit deeper than normal, wasn't helping his case. In fact, it was difficult to even take him seriously.

“He was just congratulating me.” You replied diplomatically.

Hoseok tapped his chin in thought, “He hasn’t been bothering you has he?”

“Not if I can help it,” Yoongi snorted, his arms crossed as his eyes sharply scanned the room, “Unless he’s managed to weasel his way into your room through the window.”

Jimin snorted, “He’d be met with Jungkook’s dagger and not near the amount of kindness as of now.”

“There was no reason for a dagger to be involved at all!” You protested lightly, “He only grabbed my hand. Let’s not focus on this,” You pouted at everyone's attention now on Claudin’s figure, haughtily sipping wine as if he knew you all were talking about him, “Let’s celebrate tonight and worry about this no more.”

“Yes,” Hoseok nodded, “I do agree, after all this is your banquet Princess.”

You smiled at this as you clapped your hands together, “Taehyun?” You called out, causing the boy who had been standing off to the side to perk up, “Can you fetch us all a mug of the strongest ale you have? One for yourself as well. I want this to be a merry night!”

“Right away your Highness!” Taehyun looked gleeful at the permission to be allowed a drink.

“Only one.” Jungkook immediately spoke after you with a sharp gaze on his servant.

“Of course Sire.” Taehyun puffed his chest, not taking Jungkook’s words to heart seeing as he had you on his side for this.

You only laughed softly at their interaction, at first you had been dreading tonight but after being here with everyone you had grown so close to, your heart couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy.

You did want to remember tonight with fondness.

You couldn’t remember how many pints of ale you had, or whatever shot of liquor Jimin had given to you, all you knew was that the moment you had asked Jungkook if you could retire to bed, you had stood up and nearly face planted into the ground.

Jungkook had also drank much liquor, but he seemed to be holding it together much better than you seeing as you had once again found your drunkenly being carried by him, only this time your arms were wrapped around his neck, nestled into the crook, your feet happily swinging as you let out a soft giggle.

Jungkook grunted as he made it up the first half of the staircase, leaning against the wall with a groan as he closed his eyes, “What’s so funny princess?”

“Mmm,” You closed your eyes as well, relishing in his warmth as you giggled once more, shaking your head, “Was jus’ thinkin’ about when you carried me last time, you didn’t have any trouble.”

“I was sober.” Jungkook groaned as slumped against the wall but his grip on you didn’t change, “Every time I open my eyes the world is slowly turning.”

He let out one last breath before he straightened up, opening his eyes once more trying to walk a straight line as he carefully managed the next round of staircase that spiraled upward. His words made you open your eyes once more, demure and tired, “What if I gave you some motivation?”

It wasn’t that you were too drunk to understand what you were saying, but it was more like you were drunk enough to no longer care to say what you’d usually let stay locked secure in your head.

“Oh?” Jungkook raised his brows but he didn’t dare look at you, for all his mental energy was going into taking one easy step up at a time, “And what could you possibly do that would be so motivatin-”

His words were cut off by his breathy moan at your lips attaching to his neck, you had been staring at the patch of skin for the last five minutes and you couldn’t resist anymore, you wanted to kiss it tenderly, savoring every little sound you could get out of him.

Jungkook felt like his knees were going to collapse on him at your tongue dragging over his skin, a soft moan leaving your lips as your hands wound tighter around his neck, pressing small kisses over the patch of skin that was slowly turning red.

“Fuck,” Jungkook gritted out, his hands slowly grabbing you harder, “I think you’re making it worse princess.”

But despite his words his legs were moving on their own to get up this last godforsaken set of stairs, sighing in relief as he wobbled over to the entryway to the corridor, all of the candles had been blown out and it was dark but he managed to find the door to his room.

Whatever struggle he had before seemed to completely diminish at the sight of the bed, he had dropped you just in front of the end of the bed as you wobbled, it didn’t take much to throw you off balance especially when he grabbed your waist, yanking you down with him as you tumbled on top of him.

Jungkook was seated now with you straddling him, trying to make yourself more comfortable but he wouldn’t allow it, grabbing at your throat with a tight squeeze making you gasp a moan as he pressed your lips against his.

His tongue was pushing into your mouth greedily as you whined out, hands tugging at his hair with a harsh yank that had a deep moan vibrating into your mouth. The kiss was much sloppier than the one you had earlier in the day, tongues clashing and ungodly moans escaping you both as his hands slid from your waist to your hips, encouraging the friction from your hips against him.

Jungkook could feel his cock stirring, hardening under your constant squirming and the sound of your pretty moans as you whined into his mouth, hands desperately pulling at his hair as you managed to get sat in his lap the way you wanted to, the front of your dressed bunched up now so you could properly rub against him.

Your panties were soaked through as you rubbed down against his thick, hard on making him let out a rough growl, grabbing at your hips, “Stop that.” He snapped out, harshly grabbing at your throat as he pulled you away.

You let out a drunk giggle sticking out your tongue childishly at him, “Make me.”

Jungkook’s nostril’s flared in a heat of lust, grabbing at your chin before he spat in your mouth making you gasp, lips trembling at the feeling of his hot wet salvia in your mouth.

He pressed a finger on your lips as he spoke quietly, “Swallow.”

It was a demand that you couldn’t refuse.

Something about the gesture though…

Had you not drunk so much it would’ve delivered in a very sexy manner, but given you had drank much…well you were very thankful the window had been opened to let in a chilled breeze otherwise you’d simply have to die for throwing up elsewhere.

“It wasn’t even that bad.” Jungkook tried to console you but you weren’t having any of it, you felt gross now and curled up under the duvet too embarrassed to even look at him.

“It was! I feel awful.” You whimpered out, your dress feeling too tight now and you just wanted to get out of it and into something comfortable.

Jungkook chuckled softly at this, “At least let me help you get changed, there’s no way you’re comfortable in that.”

You peaked out from the duvet at him, a sulky pout on your lips as he sat upright on the bed, hair hanging down as he peered at you with a warmth in his eyes you hadn’t seen before, something like endurement in his eyes as he gestured to you, “C’mere.”

It was difficult to not crawl into his embrace, his hands were soft and tender on your skin as he carefully undid the back of your dress.

Goosebumps covered your skin from the chilled air and your breasts exposed, nipples hardening as you sat up right, shifting a little as Jungkook pulled the beautiful material off of you, you could feel your face flushing with heat, the tips of your ears burning as you looked anywhere but at him.

Not totally unfamiliar with him between your parted legs, but this time he seemed to be drinking up the sight of your half naked body, his hands tracing down your naked waist as if wanting to become acquainted with every little curve there was to know.

“Jungkook…” You let out a soft whine but he said nothing in return, instead he chose to lean in to press a kiss just at your ribcage, his lips were soft, tender even as he pressed another between your breasts before trailing them down your left tit.

You had to bite down on your lip to surprise a moan, watching his lips part as he gathered your hardened bud into his mouth, sucking on it as if it were a sweet treat, the moan was sharp as your thighs clenched around his body.

His other hand found your right tit before giving it a soft squeeze as you whimpered out, your cunt aching at not being touched and your panties were completely ruined, he moaned softly against your tits, squeezing and playing with your buds before he released them from his hold.

Your lips had trembled into a pout at the way he stood up, as if he hadn’t just completely turned you on and then left you high and dry, he had been rummaging through his dresser before he found one of his nightwear shirts, white and big.

“What?” He asked innocently at your lips that kept sporting their pout.

“Why did you do that?.” You finally whined out, as he pulled the top over your head.

“Because I wanted to.” He replied simply, a smile tugging on his lips as he tenderly began undoing the elaborate hairstyle Wheein had done for you.

Jungkook carefully took out each of the ornate hair accessories that had matched your dress as you continued to pout, “I meant all of this.” You whispered.

Jungkook paused as he stared at you in confusion, “What do you mean?”

“This isn’t some game is it? For you? Trying to make me fall in love with you?” Your lips trembled a little as you drunkenly rambled, “Because if so, you really are as cruel as they say.”

“Is it a game for you?” Jungkook’s eyes darkened a little with a frown, as he leveled with you, his eyes piercing in the darkness, “Because it isn’t for me.”

There was something in his eyes that bothered you, he looked at you as if he wasn’t sure he could fully trust you, but your head was pounding and alcohol was still running strong in your veins, you couldn’t decipher that look even if you wanted to.

“No.” You ushered softly, lips twisting into a plushy pout once more.

Jungkook stared at you for a long moment as if trying to decide something before he grabbed your chin delicately, “Then stop worrying.”

He leaned in to press a soft kiss on your lips once more as you moaned softly against him.

Any thoughts or ideas of him possibly betraying your trust and your growing love were put to rest.

Your head dully ached as you groaned, opening your eyes as you stretched out with a yawn, unable to really move though at the arms that caged your body, an unfamiliar head pressed into the crook of your neck and a chest laid against your back.

“Mm, you’re crushing me.” You slurred out with a whine, trying to wiggle out from under Jungkook’s grip.

He hummed, half asleep as he shifted a little, letting you out from under him with ease, though not allowed to escape his arms as he tugged you right back against him, now on your side. Your eyes closed once more but trying to sleep was useless at the dull throb of your head.

You rubbed it with a quiet whine before twisting around to face Jungkook, his eyes opened sleepily to see a soft pout on your lips as he groaned, “Do you have any other expression besides that princess?”

“My head hurts.”

“That happens when you drink more than a grown man.”

“I did not…!” You objected.

“You did,” Jungkook chuckled at this, his eyes closing once more as his hand found the side of your neck, fingers tracing down to your shoulder causing your skin to prick at the feathery touch, “I didn’t think you could outdrink me but I’m sure you did.”

You huffed at this, snuggling under the warm covers once more as you answered, “I don’t really remember much after we all took whatever Jimin brought us.”

“Oh? You don’t remember giving me this?” Jungkook lazily pointed to his neck and at first you were confused until you saw the dark spot making you nearly choke on your saliva.

“Oh my god! I’m…I didn’t…I mean I.” You stumbled with your words, unable to fully get the words out.

“No I think you did,” Jungkook grabbed at your neck, his grip gentle but firm, his lips brushing against your ear with a murmur “I remember enough princess and it seemed like you really wanted to jump on my dick.”

“Stop!”

He was cackling as you smacked his shoulder, squirming to get out of his grip, “I…! I did not…!” But that would be a lie to say you didn’t, because while you didn’t remember everything you said, you certainly remembered climbing into his lap and…

You covered your face, trying to hide away your embarrassment for acting so indecent last night. And then when he spit…! And you…”Ugh don’t remind me anymore! I’m starting to remember more than I want.”

“At least you didn’t throw up on me.” It was hardly any consolation as Jungkook chuckled once more, “I’ll be sure to not do that next time. Seems you have a weak stomach.”

“Only because I had drank so much!” You objected with a sore pout.

“Oh?” Jungkook curved a brow.

What you hadn’t expected was for him to suddenly roll you both over, now on your back as he hovered over you, “Are you saying you wouldn’t throw up now?”

“Jeon Jungkook!” You squeaked out, his hand was quickly becoming a familiar feeling on your throat as he grabbed it with a firm squeeze making a breathy moan escape you.

“Open,” Jungkook squeezed your throat once more with a quiet command, “Let’s see if you can swallow and keep it down.”

“We drank last night Jungkook!” You cried out with another squirm, the flusteredness clear as day on your face and it gave him a good chuckle, clearly what he was looking for as he smirked, releasing your throat from his grip.

Collapsing down on top of you as you whined, Jungkook shifted to lay beside you, grabbing your waist to bring you close once more,”You’re a lot easier to fluster than I anticipated.” He pressed a kiss against your head as you huffed, curling against his chest as you closed your eyes once more.

“And very grumpy when hungover as well.” He pinched your side making you shove him a little, one eye opening to glare at him.

A soft knock at the door arrived making you groan as you buried back against Jungkook, you had duties today that you couldn’t shrink but you certainly wanted too. You let out a noise of complaint at Jungkook prying himself away from you as he stretched out, “Come in.”

Taehyun and Wheein had entered as they greeted you both before they began to prepare you for the day. Begrudgingly might you add, you had tried to not whine about it though.

After you were prepared for the day, Jungkook parted with you as he had work to get done and you did as well.

The day morning had flown by between meetings with the construction crew, having to walk on sight with various business owners and start outlining what shops would go where, your hangover thankfully did not last the entire time, albeit you were secretly miserable half the morning.

By midday you had ate your lunch in the library accompanied by several books and the treasurer had come to visit to update you on what your budget was looking like as orders for materials were starting to be placed.

Soon the afternoon came and that was when you shuffled your way to the War Room to meet with Jeong Dae, your least favorite part of the day. You sat down across from him, letting out a sigh unintentionally.

He curved a brow, “A busy day I take it?”

“We started to lay the groundwork for where the shops will go in the new district this morning,” You answered, bringing out your folder which had become increasingly heavier each day, “We’ve already run into some problems though, the first being the Royal Seamstress was hoping to have her shop towards here…”

You pulled out the construction map that the crew had been kind enough to draw up for you, you pointed towards the back outlining, “But that would push over into the housing district. It would also be in our best interest to perhaps have the armory here.”

“The armory?” Jeong Dae questioned, confused as to what you meant.

“Well,” You paused, feeling stupid all of a sudden before you shrugged, “In my lessons with Namjoon he was telling me that in previously, when Penumbra was built, there was meant to be some sort of,” You frowned, trying to find the right word for what you meant, “Defense, for each district if you will, in case of an invasion.”

You didn’t like saying the word, but even if you weren’t in on all of the outer politics at the moment, you weren’t stupid to know that despite the Rite of Peace, many nations were still hostile towards Penumbra.

You hoped you didn’t live to see the time where something of that level of destruction happened, but if it did…well you wanted Penumbra to be at its strongest.

This surprised Jeong Dae, or more like he seemed taken aback by your consideration of it, “In case of an invasion?” He hummed, sitting back in his seat as he evaluated your words.

“Just in case,” You answered weakly, “I do wish things will settle, but if not…It would be good wouldn’t it? That way both the market district and the housing district will have access to weaponry.”

“And you didn’t think that perhaps there will not be enough for both districts?” Jeong Dae challenged making you puff and breath as you crossed your arms stubbornly.

“I did, but I thought it would be better to have it there so the housing district will have some line of defense. The Market district is just outside the barracks, they would have the first line of defense.” You challenged him back.

Jeong Dae leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms as he eyed you carefully, “You’ve been doing your research I see. Very well, but you will have to deal with the Yang Seamstress family.”

“I’ll meet with them first thing tomorrow morning,” You replied firmly, a small smile tugging on your lips, “You won’t regret this decision Jeong Dae.”

“It matters not,” Jeong Dae waved a hand dismissively, “Despite the rumblings of the other Kingdoms, they do not have the courage to go against us once more, not after the Five Year year.”

You frowned at his words, “You’re truly that confident in Penumbra’s abilities?”

“No,” Jeong Dae answered plainly, “I’m confident in the statement we made when we ended the war. And even so, if a Kingdom was bold enough, now that we have access to the Noxtria mines in Eunoia, our weapons will be the strongest nations have ever seen. Only a fool would dare take us on.”

You only shook your head in disdain, “You underestimate what fear can drive a nation to do.”

“Are you suggesting you know something I don’t?” Jeong Dae leaned forward in his seat with a prowess in his eyes.

“No,” You answered plainly, ignoring it, “I’m merely stating a fact, and I know this because after all, I am a Eunoian, we know fear at its core.”

Jeong Dae was about to reply but he was cut off by the sound of the door opening, an unexpected visitation of the king and your husband, both looking ready to go blows to blow with one another.

“This is ridiculous!” Jungkook hissed out, stopping in front of his father, “You’re going to take his word over mine!?”

“Move Jungkook.” Dae Seong growled out, eyes glaring over his son’s shoulder into you making you straighten up in your seat as you briefly looked at Jeong Dae who seemed to have frowned at the unsightly appearance of the two.

Not just two but Di Jin had appeared behind his father quickly after.

“What is the meaning of this?” Jeong Dae sighed in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“We’re here to take the Princess into questioning.” Di Jin replied, arms crossed and his eyes cold and calculating as you scoffed.

“I beg your pardon?” Your brows were raised in offense at his words, had he not already questioned you just mere days ago? “On what charge is this for?”

Di Jin’s eyes narrowed on you as he gestured for his servant to come into the room, the sight had you immediately standing up in your seat, “Wheein! What is the meaning of this!?”

Wheein cried out at the back of her skull being grabbed by the servant, apprehending her no matter how hard she tried to struggle.

Di Jin narrowed his gaze on you “We’re here on charges of possible treason of your handmaid for your attempted assassination.”

#bts #bts jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader smut #bts imagine #bts scenario #jungkook imagine #bts au

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LOUIS RARE PAIR FEST 2024

— Prompts —

[Submit a prompt you'd like to read or write here!]

🫐 The prompt can specify a particular pairing or can use Louis/Character B as the pairing.

🫐 Writers can sign up with one of these prompts or sign up with their own prompt not on this list.

🫐 Prompts will be crossed off as they are chosen during sign ups.

⬇️ Possible prompts below ⬇️

(A) Louis/Character B are uni roommates

(B) Louis/Greg James - Louis takes Clifford to a secluded park and lets him run free for a few hours. A few weeks into going to a park, a friendly dog (Barney) Louis assumes is a stray comes over by him with a stick in his mouth and Louis plays fetch. This becomes a Thing every time. Louis notices Clifford has been gaining weight and can’t figure out why. One day, Clifford doesn’t come back like he usually does. Louis goes looking for him with (Barney) trailing on his heels. He’s just about to give up when (Barney) sprints away and Louis can’t stand the thought of losing two dogs in one day so he runs after him. Cut to…Louis finding a very tall, very handsome man, very excitedly welcoming Barney back with Clifford barely looking up from the almost gone bucket of dog food said very (very) handsome man clearly brought to the park. Confusion ensues since each thinks the other’s dog was a stray. Wild accusations from Louis about Greg making Clifford fat, jokes from Greg about how Barney has taken up finding perfect sticks and running away with his best one. They fall in love and become one big happy family.

( C ) Louis/Character B are musicians vying for the role of band leader at their former high school. They went there at the same time and were rivals then too, though for a totally different reason: they both had secret crushes on one another. When I've of them learns this, it changes everything.

(D) Girl direction! Louis/Character B are star athletes on the college (you choose the) sport team. They're both on the butch side, and it takes them a while to figure out that they're into one another and don't need to femme it up to get the other to like them.

(E) Omegaverse: Alpha Louis has never questioned who he is, a strong Alpha loving Alpha who defies stereotypes. When he meets character B, a beta, he certainly doesn't expect to fall for him (and hard)

(F) Famous Louis returns to his home town for his sister's wedding. When he sees his non-famous ex-boyfriend at the first wedding event of the weekend, sparks fly. Cue a whirlwind romance and a lot of big decisions about what they're both willing to do for love.

(G) Louis is a werewolf who's gotten good at hiding his nature in order to make a quiet life for himself in a small town. Character B is the vampire whose arrival coincides with a couple of murders that threaten his peaceful existence. When it becomes clear that B isn't behind the murders, he and Louis team up to find the real culprit (and maybe accidently fall in love along the way).

(H) Louis/Liam - Bros who get married for insurance purposes and then decide divorce isn’t worth the hassle.

(i) Louis/Charlie Lightening…no plot but sex on the ping pong table. Obviously.

(J) Louis and his bandmates/opening band let off some steam by having a circle jerk. It might turn into more for some of them.

(K) Ever since Character A was a kid they wanted to climb on a fire truck and one day they decide to just walk over to the fire station and ask if they can get on the truck. Character B is one of the firefighters.

(L) M/M Louis and Taylor Swift are rival quarterbacks for their town's 2 high school teams. Nobody knows that they've been secretly dating since sharing a NYE kiss.

(M) Louis/Liam - everyone thinks Louis and Harry are together but it’s actually Louis and Liam

(N) Lilo hot water maintenance au based on this tumblr post

(O) Lilo Robin Hood AU

(P) Lilo Howl’s Moving Castle au

(Q) Louis and either Charlie or Nick from Heartstopper (the Netflixshow), friendship fic. Would love Louis either helping Nick through his sexuality crisis or Louis being there for Charlie through the events of the first season

(R) Omegaverse: Louis is about to turn 25 without having presented. As he debates undergoing the risky process to force a presentation, he meets Character B who helps him realize he doesn't necessarily have to "present" to be the alpha he know he is. (Omegaverse but make it trans and powerful!!)

(S) Bread van fic reimagined with all the guys in Louis' band

(T) Louis plays on the uni football team and Liam is on the athletics team. they pass each other to and from training all the time. cue attraction. they are or become friends and are secretly pining for a while before they eventually start dating

(U) Edwardian era Lilo au where they’re both working class. maybe one is a servant and one is a shop assistant, or both servants.

(V) Louis and David Dawson bond over their time with Harry

(W) Louis/Oscar Isaac- edwardian AU where Oscar is a poet and Louis is his muse

(X) Louis/Pedro Pascal AU where Louis is exploring in the arctic and needs a guide

(Y) Louis/Pedro Pascal Gladiator AU

(Z) Michael B. Jordan as a boxer and nurse Louis

(AA) Louis/Sebastian Stan arranged marriage royalty AU. Louis is betrothed to King Sebastian Stan, a widower with two kids who aren't to keen of the King's fiancé.

(BB) Louis/Sam Claflin - something based on the interview where Sam says Louis follows him on Twitter and that they've had a conversation but he doesn't want to get into it.

(CC) 27 dresses take off where Niall is always the best man, never the husband, and Louis is the snarky reporter.

(DD) Zouiam, uni AU - Zayn meets Liam at the library and falls halfway in love during a single conversation. It’s a fairy tale, only back home is Louis - his FWB, the most important person in Zayn’s life, and someone who doesn’t take well to losing out on attention. Louis' a bit put out when he meets Liam at football practice and this annoying, bossy, fit as all hell guy slides right in under all his defences. It could be the start of a beautiful term of fighting and fucking, only back home is Zayn. Zayn not only needs Louis - he’d become a full-time hermit otherwise - but it’s damn convenient having sex on tap right there in his own flat. And, oh yeah, Zayn’s like, his reflection or his shadow or his other half or something. Liam’s quite confused by having two drop dead gorgeous guys alternately sending him go signals, then just as quickly, stop. He figures if either of them settle on go, he’ll be batting a thousand. Then he realises they know each other. Biblically.

(EE) Louis is an actor in a murder mystery troupe. Character B (maybe Nick Grimshaw...?) is the audience member who’s clearly too cool for all this but giving joining in his best shot anyway. Louis is distracted by him all night, and then after the denouement they meet in the bar.

(FF) Louis/Greg James - Louis won’t stop whanging on about not getting to do the breakfast show with his new album, and character X (maybe Niall, or Oli?) eventually realises it's less career-related jealousy and more about who sits behind the mic. He hatches a matchmaking plan.

(GG) Character A does embarrassing things when interacting with Character B because of their massive crush. Like Character B reaches out to do a fist bump and Character A thinks it's supposed to be a microphone and says hello into their fist.

(HH) Character B joins local amateur dramatics society and suddenly Louis is no longer a shoo-in for every lead role. Cue the drama!

(ii) AU. Preschool teacher Louis / Boxer Sebastian Stan

(JJ) Yellowjackets AU! Girl direction, any pairing from the show, cutting from 1996 to present.

(KK) Louis/Cillian Murphy - 1970s criminal au (preferably with Louis as the criminal), based on this photo: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FvyDkCnWAAk1UwS?format=jpg&name=4096x4096

(LL) Louis/Isaac: Louis and his band Rogue Direction are doing their first tour in their beat-up van at questionable bars across the country. One night, Isaac is hurled into his life, fleeing from an abusive boyfriend in parking lot of the band’s gig. Louis can’t help but feel..protective of the scrappy tagalong who’ll do anything to earn his keep.

(MM) Louis/Isaac: Louis fucks Isaac’s gauged ears.

(NN) Omega Louis / Male Alpha / Female Alpha polyamorous relationship

(OO) Louis/Patrick Dempsey. AU Patrick is Louis’ dad’s best friend. Possible tags: age difference, secret relationship, feminine Louis, hung Patrick

(PP) Louis Tomlinson/Alex Turner AU. Is basically based in the Tranquility Base Hotel and Casino where Louis and Alex are imprisoned together; so they must find a way to escape. But while they try to escape they begin to fall in love with each other however it will be difficult for both of them to escape.

(QQ) Louis and Rob Pattinson are in a secret relationship during the 1d days (around 2014 or 2015) unknown to everyone but then louis gets pregnant.

(RR) Beta Louis with alpha whomever, not established relationship.

(SS) Louis and Michael are secretly dating and navigating the resurgence of the Larry rumor mill. Larry was once real, Louis has insecurities about secretly dating another band mate, and Michael has some insecurities over Harry being Louis ex. Maybe an awkward run in or two with Harry trying to get him back but Michael and Louis being endgame.

(TT) Louis tomlinson/Dev Patel- second chance romance

#prompts #lrpf24 #modpost

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James has planned Lily', Remus', Emma', and Pandora's birthdays, and he even has his other friends' birthdays all planned out months in advance. But that's not the point. When James woke up the morning of his birthday, no one was there to greet him like last year. Then, again, Peter, Remus, and Sirius aren't morning people.

Yeah, that's it. They're just not morning people and don't want to get up that early. They'll tell him happy birthday when they wake up.

They did not unfact tell him happy birthday when they woke up. They even went to breakfast and nothing. The girls didn't even remember.

Today, James was supposed to go to meet Regulus at the Astronomy Tower, but he wasn't feeling it today, so he decided to go to the Slytherin common room.

He just got in there when someone jumped on his back. "Happy Birthday, Jamie!" He hears his best friend say.

"Marls," James says, laughing. "What are you doing?"

"Your surprise isn't ready yet."

"What surprise?"

"For your birthday?"

"What?"

She jumps back off his back and walks in front of him. "Did Sirius not remember?"

"No one did, Marls."

"That's not true."

"Yeah, it is. Sirius, Remus, Peter, they didn't remember. Mary, Lily, and Alice didn't either. I thought you didn't."

"Oh, Jamie. Well, we remembered. Me, Cas, Dora, Ev, Bee, Em, Lin, Reg. We did."

"It's fine. I don't need anything. Can you tell Reg I won't be up at the Astronomy Tower tonight? Thanks. Love you." James didn't even wait for Marlene' reply before walking out.

He went straight to his dorm to grab his broom before walking back out to the Quidditch pitch. He was practicing for at least an hour before someone flies up to him.

"James," he hears his boyfriend say.

"What's up, Reg?" James replies with a big fake smile.

"James,"

"What?"

"Marlene told me."

"That I don't have time to go see you tonight?"

"No, well, yes, but something else, too."

"What?"

Regulus sighs. "That no one remembered your birthday."

"It's fine."

"No, it's not."

"I'm fine, Reg."

"No, you're not. Now stop lying. It's not healthy."

"I lie every day!"

"James,"

James doesn't answer him and just flies down to the ground before walking back up to the castle. Dorcas is already there waiting. She stands up when she sees him.

"Hey, James. Ready for your party?"

"No, I'd rather not. Thanks anyway, Cas. Have fun, though."

Dorcas' eyebrows furrow before James walks past her and in the castle.

After his shower, he goes back to the common room just to sit and relax, and not even ten minutes after he sat down, Emmeline comes in going straight for him.

"I'm not in the mood, Lin."

"Dorcas is sad because she spent all day planning this party for you, and you're not even there. Now what the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Nothing, ok?"

"No, there's something clearly wrong with you. You won't even come to your own party."

"I'm just not in the mood."

"You blew off your own boyfriend, James."

"You really want to know?"

"Yes!"

"My own friends forgot my own birthday! Do you think I want to celebrate that!? No, I don't, Lin! That's why I'm sitting here <alone> in my own common room on my birthday! Because no one remembered but you!"

"James,"

"No, don't start. Please. I'm fine."

"That did not seem like you're fine."

"I promise. Just go back and have fun."

"Will you at least come for Dora?"

James sighs. "Why do you have to do that to me?"

Emmeline smiles. "Because I know you can't say no to her."

"Fine."

"Yay!" Emmeline grabs James by the hands and pulls him up off the couch and out the portrait hole. Emmeline yells, "Birthday boy is here!" As soon as they get to the Slytherin common room.

Pandora come bounding up, smiling. "Hi, James."

"Hey, Panda."

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Well, Dorcas and I planned everything so, I hope you like it."

"Of course I will, Dora. You're the best."

She smiles even wider. He can't lie, James did have fun. He got to spend time with his friends and his best friend and even got some gifts from them. Even though some of his friends forgot his birthday, he still loved it.

So, when James was just sitting in the common room with Sirius, Remus, Peter, Mary, Lily, Alice, and Frank after the party, he didn't expect anyone to come in. Instead, Emma, Emmeline, Dorcas, Pandora, Evan, Barty, Marlene, and Regulus came in the common room marching straight for them.

"Sirius Orion Black!" Sirius' eyes go wide as soon as Marlene said it.

"What'd I do?"

"Do you know what day it is today?"

"I don't know. Why are they here?"

"Not important. Think real hard."

"Why? What'd I do?"

"You all did something." Emma speaks up.

"Em,"

"Shut it, James."

"Did he -"

"Think hard, Black."

"Why am I Black, and he's James?"

"Think." Emmeline says. "What day is it at the end of the month. What important event is there?"

"I don't know!"

"It's called a birthday!" Evan yells.

"Remus' birthday!?"

"That's already passed, dipshit." Barty remarks.

"I don't know!"

"It's James!" Dorcas yells in return. "It was James' birthday today!"

"What?"

Marlene grabs James by the arms and pulls him up. "Hey! I was comfy."

"Too bad."

"How would you even know that?"

Pandora looks at Regulus expectedly. James looks at them confused in return.

Regulus sighs. "Because he's my boyfriend, Sirius."

"Yeah, we all knew Crouch was your boyfriend. What's new?"

Barty looks shocked at Sirius. "What?"

"We all knew, Crouch."

"We are not dating."

Remus looks between all of them together. Remus' mouth falls open in shock. "Sirius, I think they mean James and Regulus are dating."

"I - why - um - what?"

Barty laughs. "Funniest reaction ever."

"What!? You're dating my baby brother!?"

"Scream it from the rooftops, will ya?" Emma says.

"James, I'm sorry." Lily says, standing up with Mary.

"Yeah, really sorry, James." Alice says.

"Shut up." Pandora remarks.

Everyone whips their head at her. "Did she just -?"

"I think she did."

"Nice one, sis."

"I didn't know she could do that."

"Me either."

"Come on, James." Marlene says, dragging him back out the portrait hole.

"Where are we going?"

"We're staying in the Slytherin dorms tonight."

"Prongs!"

"Shut the fuck up."

#happy birthday to our prongs!!!!#happy birthday to our james potter!!!!#marauders era #ao3 #archive of my own #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker

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Smolvenger Fanfiction Masterlist Updated 4/7/24

If you want to be tagged, let me know!! :)

REBLOGS, COMMENTS, AND ASKS ABOUT MY WORK ARE APPRECIATED! THANK YOU!!!

Star Wars:

Oneshots-

Life Day Gift: Din Djarin x Fem! Reader:

The Mandalorian kept looking directly at you through his helmet. “Where…where did you get that necklace?” he asked. “Old friend, Life Day Gift,” you answered.

Years ago you were friends with a young boy named Din, assumed to be dead when your village was attacked. Now it's Life Day, and the day shift at your job brings a Mandalorian with a secret...an unexpected reunion. (Warnings: Mentions of death and violence and an asshole kid at the beginning, mainly fluff)

Marvel:

Oneshots-

The Most Wonderful Time- Bucky Barnes x fem! Reader: Often, he sat down- troubled. Eyes glazing over nothing but there was something inside him. Something he wouldn’t say

Bucky isn't doing too well at the Christmas celebration with your family. You go to cheer him up. (Warnings: smut with dom! Reader and sub! Bucky, some fluff)

(Not) Alone on Christmas- Bucky Barnes x trans! Masc! Reader:

“You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend!?” Bucky cried, hands on his hips.

You and Bucky fake date around the holidays. But you're definitely not interested in each other...unless...

(Warning: Brief Transphobic family member who gets shut down, some angst, but a lot of fluff)

Series-

I Say Nothing That Frightens Me: Loki x Fem! Reader.

Loki is alive and once I find him, I will tell him how I feel and-” “Y/N, he’s there with a woman he’s fallen in love with…”

Frigga sends you on a mission to find her son, who you secretly have feelings for since you were friends throughout your childhood. When you locate him with the TVA, you learn that he has fallen for some other woman named Sylvie and not you... More Coming Soon! (Warnings: Lots of angst, and an eventual happy ending)

Chapter One //Chapter Two//Chapter Three//Chapter Four Finale Coming Soon!(Continuing. Will be in Four Parts)

A Court of Mischief and Purpose: Loki x fem! Reader

“It is one week. Or you can kiss your life and your precious priest goodbye.”

Series Summary: Sarah J Maas's A Court of Thorns and Roses series is reimagined with Tom Hiddleston's various characters. You are dying of tuberculosis right before your upcoming wedding to the Lusty Vicar of Aldwinter, Will Ransome. The god of mischief Loki appears before you with a deal. He will heal you in time for the wedding...if you spend a week of every month with him. Opening you to a world of more magic and danger than you ever could imagine...

Masterlist Link here (ongoing!)

Masterlist for The Boat in the Water: A Beauty and the Beast Story: Loki x Stella Ransome miniseries

Summary: Having lost her health and her husband's fidelity and love, Stella has nothing more to lose than her life. Then...she is swept away to another realm, to an enchanted castle. A castle whose master is a god...a god with a striking resemblance to her husband.

One// Two//Three//Four//Five//Six

TBD

Tom Hiddleston Characters:

Oneshots-

Professor! Tom Hiddleston

Exam Aid- Prof! Tom x Reader (Request)

“Hello class- good morning. I’m your professor- Professor Hiddleston.”

When finals have gotten you down, your Shakespeare professor offers some help...and motivation... (SMUT)

Hot for Teacher- Prof! Tom x Reader (Request)

“Oh…he hasn’t said anything about a girlfriend, do you think…he’s single?!”

Summary: After being private about your relationship, your professor boyfriend, Tom Hiddleston, introduces you to his students.

Loki

The Ceremony- Loki x fem! Reader

"Now, all of you wish to watch? Then watch."

Summary: You and your dear prince, Loki of Asgard, are finally getting married. But in order for the marriage to be legitimate, your wedding night and consummation must be witnessed… (SMUT)

Seven PM Sharp- Loki x fem! Reader

Stupid, beautiful asshole with a great ass.

Summary: A sudden dinner "for the Avengers" changes everything about the relationship between you and a certain mischievous god... (SMUT)

The King of Asgard- Loki x fem! Reader

“Hail the King Loki! Hail the Queen Y/N!”

As the wife of Prince Loki of Asgard, you suddenly discover that Odin and Thor are gone. You are made queen and your dear husband is king. But a king needs an heir...(SMUT)

Reunion- Loki x fem! Reader

"He’s been gone for a bit- it’s been a few days."

The sacred timeline is destroyed. And your missing, mischievous lover has returned. A confrontation and a fear of abandonment and betrayal with his return still bring about the passion you have for each other. (SMUT)

Yggdrasil- Loki x fem! Reader

“Please…take me to him…it is all I want, all I wish, all I ask for..."

Your husband, the god of mischief, has made the ultimate sacrifice for his friends, and the world...he lives, but now he is alone...that is until you choose to join him in his solitude and make a life there.

My Goddess- Loki x fem! Curvy/Plus-Sized! Reader (Request)

'Don’t get carried away. You’re just not meant for romance, Y/N'

Amidst the pressures of school and your personal insecurities, you never expect your crush on the god of Mischief to be reciprocated...

Crimson Peak

Handsome Enough to Tempt Me.: Sir Thomas Sharpe x fem! Reader.

Yes, he was a stranger. Yes, you were alone with a man. But he seemed kind.

You were looking forward to a ball, but no one will dance with you and the night is turning sour. That is until you cross paths with a baronet with a talent for inventing... (TW: brief mentions of past abuse, but lots of fluff, a wee bit of hurt/comfort)

Half Agony, Half Hope: Sir Thomas Sharpe x fem! Reader

"And there’s something else…something you must know about me, about the man who’s going to be your husband…”

Your engagement with Thomas Sharpe makes him reveal the trauma of his childhood abuse with you. (TW: Mentions of physical, emotional, and sexual abuse)

Coriolanus

Twenty-Seven Wounds- Caius Martius Coriolanus x fem! Reader

After a few months, you realized something- you had never seen him bare.

In ancient times, in a place that calls itself Rome, you find yourself married to the general Caius Martius or Coriolanus. He has fought so many battles he has twenty-seven scars on his body. Scars that he has not shown you yet...

The Night Manager

Summer In Majorca: Jonathan Pine x fem! Reader

“Listen, the point is- I will not be the one you settle for just because you can’t have Jed!” you cried.

A trip to Spain alongside Roper and his crew had you cross paths with a man mysterious as he is kind and heroic as he is handsome. But it seems he has eyes for Jed and not you...

(Warnings: Eventual Smut)

High-Rise

The Cure for Virginity: Dr. Robert Laing x fem! Reader

Men have the brothel. Women have Laing.

You recently moved into the High-Rise and befriended the Residents. But your new friend, Charlotte, thinks you've been a virgin for too long. She suggests someone to help with that. The best amenity in the building: Doctor Robert Laing.

Warnings: 18+, Eventual SMUT!!!!

Series:

The Essex Serpent

Stella of Essex or The Vicar's Wife Betrayed: Some Stella Ransome x Will Ransome, Eventually Stella Ransome x Male OC

"Aldwinter was not filled with the sound of a hissing Serpent but the crying of women and especially of wives."

What does that say when men, even priests, are the ones free to misbehave and innocent women are the ones punished? Here, we explore the life of a young woman named Stella. Sweet and proper, she is naturally the ideal woman for the 19th century's expectations, as well as those for a minister's wife. She falls in love and marries a handsome vicar named William Ransome. Despite the challenges, they build a peaceful, happy life together in their small town. But then Stella Ransome not only catches consumption but discovers her beloved husband is having an affair...

TW: Discussions of cheating and the trauma and grief it brings but the cheated-on spouse gets revenge). If you don't want to read about Will or Cora or their affair being portrayed negatively, you have been warned.The series is now complete!

Link to Masterlist Here

Prologue//One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight//Nine//

Ten//Eleven//Twelve//Thirteen//Fourteen//Fifteen//Sixteen//

Seventeen

Stella's Second Husband: Stella Ransome x Male OC, a little of Stella x Will if you squint.

"Then, when I die. When I see God before judging my actions. I’ll only tell him- Lord, I loved a precious woman...And if I die from my love for her, then I can think of no sweeter death.”

Act One//Act Two (Complete)

The Pain of Being Betrayed by the ones you love hurts deeper than the bite of any mythical Serpent. Can Stella move on from Will and find a happy future with her new husband, Harry Cavardossi?

Warnings: Discussions of Suicidal Intentions. We get Two Tom Hiddleston's fighting each other. Some Steamy Stuff but no actual graphic smut. Drunkenness.

War Horse

Miss Narracott and The Captain: Captain James Nicholls x fem! Reader

Goodness, the uniform really did make him even more attractive! It made you dizzy.

Part One//Part Two//Part Three//Part Four//Part Five//Part Six//Part Seven//Part Eight-Finale Coming Soon!

Summary: You are Y/N Narracott, the older sister of Albert Narracott. You must do what you can so your family can keep their farm. And so your brother can keep his beloved horse. Under financial struggles, you never expect romance to come into your life...until you have a chance encounter with James Nicholls- a Captain with a knack for drawing. (Continuing)

Warnings: Light Slow Burn, some fluff, and some angst.

How To Fake Date A Spy: Jonathan Pine x fem! Reader

“Tell everyone you’re a couple, now. Go to a few parties and restaurants, hold arms, and smile at each other. Maybe a kiss on the cheek, sometimes!"

Part One//Part Two//Part Three Coming Soon!

When you joined your sister, Jed, for a lovely summer in Spain, you wanted to enjoy yourself. Instead, you have to deal with numerous men of Roper's business having a gross interest in you for more than small talk. Going to Roper for help, he offers an idea- pretending to be the date of his newest friend. A handsome sous-chef known as Thomas Quince. Little do you know yet, the man's real name is Jonathan Pine and he is on a mission to take Roper down...

The Hollow Crown

Used Goods- Prince Hal x Reader.

Why does he have to be The Prince of Wales? Why couldn’t he be just a tailor?

You are betrothed to your darling prince Hal, but the Law of Contract demands that you must be a virgin to marry the future King of England. This forces you to confirm a traumatic incident and secret from your past...how will Hal react? TW: Discussions of past sexual assault,"Who did this to you?", Hurt/Comfort, and comforting fluff.

Part One// Part Two

The Twelve Days- Prince Hal x Reader.

“You, luckiest of girls, are betrothed to marry none other than the King of England!” your mother cheered.

You were betrothed to marry none other than the young kind of England, a man you had never met. Now you must face your first celebration of the Twelve Days of Christmas not only as a queen but as a wife in a royal and still unconsummated marriage... TW: Smut, only a little angst, and lots of fluffy and romantic moments.

(Now Complete!)

One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight

The Queen's Abduction- Henry V x fem! Reader (Request)

"You may not fear my father, you may not fear my brother- but you will fear the wrath of his majesty, the king"

Shortly after your secret marriage to the king of England, Henry V, a nefarious villain abducts you to be his...

Nursing The Prince- Prince Hal x fem! Reader

"You look at the prince like he was a honey-cake!"

You tend to Prince Hal's wounds after the Battle of Shrewsbury.

Arise Fair Sun- Henry V x fem! Reader

"Here, there are no eyes watching us. I can speak to you honestly"y.

One night, Henry appears under your balcony to confess his feelings to you.

The Wedding of The King- Henry V x fem! Reader

As king, Henry could have anything...But he could not have a wife who loved him.

Henry is looking forward to the wedding of his arranged marriage to you. You as The Bride, however, are not...

(Small Spinoff of The Twelve Days but can be read without that context)

The Battle of Agincourt- Henry V x fem! Reader

"The camp is far off. They won’t disturb us. They won’t hear us..."

As his wife and queen, you follow your husband, Henry the Fifth to France for his battles. It is the morning of the battle of Agincourt, and you don't know if he will make it out alive. You spend one last moment of passion together. (Contains Smut)

After The Battle- Henry V x fem! Reader

For many men, the lust for battle was only a flip of a coin from the lust of the body.

After your husband, King Henry V, wins and survives the battle of Agincourt, you meet him in his tent to reward him... (Contains smut)

The Tavern Prince- Prince Hal x Fem! Proper! Reader

You hated that he was the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on.

You are shocked and unhappy to find out you are betrothed to notorious rake, Prince Hal. But one evening, he sneaks you into the Boar's Head Tavern...and your mind about him starts to change. (SMUT)

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