Christmas promise

IU X GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Note: this was for the user who gave me full freedom on IU. Sorry, I accidentally deleted the request, but at least I hope to making up writing a Christmas fic for her😅

You looked at the calendar, sighing. It is the 23rd of December, two days to Christmas, but for some reasons you were not enjoying the usual atmosphere: the entire house was decorated, the big Christmas tree in the living room was shining, even the red pullover you were wearing didn't seem to match with your mood.

"Did you stop to like Christmas so suddendly?", a female voice asked, entering in the room. You didn't even need to turn your head to know that it was just Jieun teasing you as usual. "You know I never liked it in the first place", you said, keeping to watch the calendar. The steps kept coming till reaching you. "Liar", she argued, pinching your cheek.

She sat on your lap and studied your face. "Do you want to tell me what is ruining your mood? Or do I have to go for the street punching whoever looks like the Grinch?", she asked, making you laugh. She was so dork sometimes and it was part of her charms. You met her eyes again and you understood that she would have not let that topic unsolved.

"It's just that...I don't want this year to end", you explained, sighing again, your face getting even more sad. The position of her eyebrows showed that she was confused by your words. "But, baby, why? I mean, sure it was a good year but-", she reasoned out loud, getting interrupted by you in the middle. "It was not just a good year, it was great, it was fantastic", you corrected her, a lot of emphasis in your voice.

"And do you know why? That's because you worked less than all the previous years, we haven't spent so much time together not even in the first months of our relationship", you said, leaving Jieun surprised by your words. It had been a year dedicated to rest for her, so she kinda got where your words were coming from. A series of memories hit her in that moment...

That time when you brought her to the zoo, after talking about it so many times. It was so fun and adorable to watch her falling in love with the panda. Or that other time when she surprised you with a romantic dinner on candlelight, you still ask yourself if such an amazing night was real or just made in your fantasies? Or simply when you two had the most chill walk in a rural area near Seoul, for a day she kinda forgot about being a celebrity.

"Do you know what I mean, right?", you asked with a sad smile. She hugged you tightly in response, her arms around your neck, her head resting on your shoulder, a slow nod of her head giving you the answer. It was actually rare for you to see Jieun being so soft. Like, obviously being a couple you two cuddle a lot, but this time she was clearly vulnerable.

"Do you know that I love you, right? More than everything in this universe?", she asks you, speaking directly in your ear with a serious voice, and now is your time to simply nod. "Then trust me, because I promise you right now that it doesn't matter how busy I will be next year: I will always find time for you", she said, looking at you, while cupping your cheeks with her hands.

You knew since the start that this year was an exception, and obviously you were grateful about it, but you won't break up with her even if could see her just once in a month. So, seeing how serious she was in her promise, in making you understand you were important for her, you couldn't help but smile.

"I trust you, baby. I believe you with all my heart", you reassure her, posing your forehead against her, enjoying the contact between your skin. That gave goosebumps to your gf, that pulled your face closer to capture your lips in a kiss. It was long yet kiss. You could feel like your relationship made a big jump ahead in that moment.

"Thanks for trusting me, I love you", she softly whispered. "I love you too, Jieun. Let's enjoy this Christmas together", you said, caressing her face, making her melt in your hand. "Do you wanna still going to punch the Grinch on the street tho?", you asked out of nowhere, making her laugh. "Sure, let me get the baseball bat to smash his green ass".

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And... done! This has to be my first Christmas fic and honestly I enjoyed that a lot. I hope you all have a merry Christmas ❤️🫂🥳

Zazá

criminal (tiffany x f!reader)

a tiffany au, chapter story.

⤷ synopsis: tiffany is the leader of a criminal society known as the syndicated. she meets you through her father who wants her to marry you as a way to grow army of the syndicated. it all starts to spiral out of control until tiffany and you begin to develop feelings for each other. tiffany being unable to love/be loved, doesn’t know what this new emotion is, you help her figure it out. however, an unknown society begins to invade any possibility of happiness entering the two societies and tries to take revenge from the past. a past two guys tried to put behind. but can you two truly defeat whatever unknown society has started to take over the world?

⤷ characters:

switch!f!reader - co-leader of the jaded morningstars

switch!tiffany - leader of the syndicated seraphs

jung ho-seok - father of tiffany

kim namjoon - father of the reader

IU - mother of tiffany

han sohee - mother of the reader

kim chaewon - sister of the reader

rosé - right hand woman of the reader/older sister

bang chan - left hand man of the reader

huh yunjin - right hand woman of tiffany

min yoongi - left hand man of tiffany/older brother

newjeans - the reader’s younger sisters

dreamcatcher - the reader’s cousins (special appearances)

aespa - tiffany’s younger sisters

itzy - tiffany’s cousins (special appearances)

the serpents/vampires

the dearils/shapeshifters

lilith’s messengers/demons

hades’ pigeons/phoenixes

+ more guest appearances/special appearances.

⤷ warnings: violence, sexual themes, suggestive language, cursing, mature themes, gore, mentions of traumatic experiences, fluffy, slightly angsty, supernatural characters/places, themes of paranormal activity, greek mythology, dark.

⤷ themes/tropes of the story: enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, cults, dystopian societies, cyberpunk, paranormal, supernatural themes, mentions of greek gods/goddesses, mentions of demons/vampires/evil seraphs/phoenixes/shapeshifters.

⤷ songs:

s-class by stray kids, venom by stray kids, freeze by stray kids, charmer by stray kids, etc.

cyberpunk by ateez

end of the night by jay park

love killa by monsta x, got me in chains by monsta x, rotate by monsta x, etc.

dive by jooyoung

bother me by chungha

mirotic by tvxq, everyday it rains by tvxq, wrong number by tvxq, etc.

trauma by sf9

love on the floor by nct 127

criminal by taemin, move by taemin, artistic groove by taemin, heart stop by taemin & seulgi, eclipse by taemin + a lot of songs by taemin.

bite me by enhypen

eve, psyche & the bluebeard’s wife by lesserafim

sinphony by kim wooseok, shame by kim wooseok, red moon by kim wooseok, etc.

miss right by bts, dimple by bts, coffee by bts, rain by bts, 21st century girl by bts, etc.

h2o by lay

⤷ a chapter series.

⤷ chapter 1: the unknown society.

;; closer

DISPONÍVEL | psd by nhela and oprum | eu tinha que fazer uma capa depois que vi esses photoshoot porque a diva merece.

em caso de inspiração, créditos por favor - não baixe ou reedite.

Love wins all: perfect imperfect

An AU because I can't get it out my head but also I can't think enough to write a fic 🤧 unedited as usual. Or is it fic 🤔

Warning ⚠️: alludes to abuse, bullying, insensitive words for disability. And I clearly don't know anything about disabilities so please I'm sorry if I made a mess of it.

Genre: angst

Taehyung's life sucked. It truly did. It was like a downward spiral. Going round and round until he was worse off thereon from where he started.

Nobody knows they are different until somebody points it out. Taehyung grew up with his halmeoni, his grandmother who he adored. Loosing his parents had not been a tradegy when he never knew them to begin with.

He hadn't paid much attention to his eyes. He was half blind and really he could still see. He just tripped a lot more. When he'd be a little older the doctor would explain about all the medical jargon. But when he was little his grandma told that the heavens made him so beautiful that michievious devil's in their envy stole his other eye and if he were good one day the angels would bless him.

Then his grandmother died. And all the fairytale with her. His uncle adopted him. They had a deal. He fed and clothed Taehyung. Taehyung kept the house clean and stayed out of trouble. Sometimes his uncle felt nice enough to buy him strawberries. Sometimes he felt bad enough to turn his skin into strawberries.

And so Taehyung trembled as if winter had seated into his bones... despite that Taehyung didn't hate his uncle. At least his uncle didn't abandon him like his mother who'd found a new rich lover and dropped her infant and disappeared. An imperfection in her perfect world.

Then his uncle died and Taehyung figured it was his destiny to be abandoned.

As he bowed quite listless infront of every one who came to the funeral.

Poor thing.

Cursed child.

Devils spawn

Pitiful boy

Have you seen his eyes? They gave me such a scare

He's heard it all before. Everyday at school it's fascinating how kids can't get tired of pointing out the obvious. Pathetic people who thrive of the misery of others.

Suddenly a hush fell over the funeral hall. A man in an expensive black suit, surrounded by bodyguards came to pay respect.

"Im sorry for your loss mister?"

"Kim Taehyung."

"Yes, I'm the owner of the factory your uncle worked at as an apology I would like to provide compensation."

Taehyung nodded. The rest of it was a blur. He remembers drinking some of his uncle's liquor. Eating expired ramen. Laughing so hard and crying till he fell asleep. He remember meeting the lawyers and signing things he didn't understand and then he finds himself new uniform, new books in hand in front of a building so magnificent he felt cheap.

Soul Highschool for children with special needs.

He thinks his old classmates will have quite a laugh he's in a school with his kind. In a school of freaks they'd lovingly call it.

And maybe the universe finally felt bad for him because there he meet Jieun. His Jieun.

He sees her and thinks oh he's so grateful he's alive. She's beautiful. Like a blossom in the winter. Like spring. Like an angel.

When the teacher assigns Jieun to show him around. He follows her a little dazed. Almost falling like he always does and she gives him her hand like it's the most natural thing in the world, like being kind to him is so easy and its worth scraping his knees sometimes to see her smile at his dorkiness and so he can stare at her as she carefully bandages his knee blowing over it softly and the pain almost disappears.

You should be careful

She writes on her notepad and he nods.

I can't see in 3d like others.

He writes back.

If you speak slowly I can read your lips. . I mean you don't have to write to respond

He nods in understanding and she smiles at him. And he smiles back. And it's a first smile in a long while, a small smile that lasts a long while.

So everyday little by little she guides him where the slopes are where the flowers are (because in this school they had textured walls and scented herbs and flowers so that the kids have easier time figuring out their class rooms on the basis of scents and touch)

One day they are sitting together eating when he sees her talking in sign language.

Teach me

She nods. And then everyday little by little he learns to speak to her. By touch, by taps, and maybe he's taking advantage of the situation and you know he shamelessly is. Calling it their secret language. He holds her hands.

One squeeze for yes. Two for no. And three for I love you.

And the fourth for I love you too.

He thinks she can tell. When they're out at the mall and he holds her hands claiming he can't see properly and he needs her to guide him.

He's allowed to have this advantage atleast.

So she takes him and he follows. Because really for her he'd go wherever. As long as they were together.

He can't tell who confesses first. He can't remember who kisses first just the tang of strawberry lip tint makes him smile cause really. How can someone be so perfect.

And then he becomes greedy all the time ceaselessly touching tapping pinching... till she playfully shoves him away pretending to be angry.

They come to take photos in the photo film booth to mark their year of togetherness(the happiest year of his life(sorry grandma he apologises to his grandma promising to put extra strawberries in her memorial this year)).

He pulls her closer. And she melts into him. And really he couldn't be happier. He pulls out a ring asking her to marry him. And he's glad he chose the moment because now her surprised face sits on their side table. And she's tried getting rid of it. But he won't let it happen. He wants all of her the bad the good the ugly the beautiful the stubborn the sweet the soft the sour everything until the very end .

I look ugly

Is it possible for the most beautiful girl to look ugly?

He signs and kisses her.

Dearest darling my universe.

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.

And Taehyung believes he's cursed. He has to be because there is no other way to explain what happens next.

He's never paid much attention to news. He never has had time for it. It's nonsense most of it he thinks. Until the government declared to save the planet they'll eliminate the defects.

Defects. . .

.

.

.

Their cozy home was destroyed. It felt now like a dream he had conjured to keep himself safe, if not for the sound of Jieun breathing and her head on his lap as she rested.

She's so beautiful.

Even with the scars and dirty clothes and her bones that become prominent as there keeps being lesser food to scavenge.

She reaches out to him. He smiles at her as she wakes. He can't see her clearly but she is all He can ever see.

He know there situation has made her more frustrated. She wants to call out his name but instead she digs her nails into him. That's her way of screaming.

He still remembers the day their old safe house was discovered in the mayhem he'd lost sight of her and the crowd pushed her away.

I lost you I almost lost you.

And with the fear thudding in his heart he didn't know how to comfort her.

He knows not many people are left. It really doesn't matter. What matters is they can have one more moment together. Stay together a just a little longer. Cause he's not quite ready to loose her. He never will be.

They still have hope that their old safe house is safe, praying once the cubes are done with their work they'll move on to a different target because surely they won't search the same place again.

It's a flimsy hope. But hope all the same.

Their safe house is the same mall they had their first dates on.

But nothing was the same, infact it was entirely different.

They both were tired. He could tell. Their conversation had dissipated to save energy for survival.

Until they found the camcorder. It was an old model. And somehow the charging remained. It had a soft filter mode. And through its lens everything looked more dreamy. Perhaps all this was a bad dream. And they'd wake up and everything will be alright again.

Kim Taehyung-ssi would you like to say anything to the camera

"I would. Actually I'm on My way to propose my beautiful girlfriend and we're going on a date tonight. So wish me luck."

She smiled. He took the camcorder from her.

"Let's go. We'll be late for our reservation."

So off they went to play pretend in the finest restaurant of the mall.

Taehyung pulled out a ring he'd stolen earlier when she wasn't looking. At least he hoped she wasn't. (But she was... Always looking at him. Her eyes couldn't settle elsewhere and when he smoothly (or so he thought) pocketed the ring she suppressed a giggle pretending not to notice)

Will you marry me?

She squeezes his hand.

Yes

He laughs lifting her spinning her around.

I saw a dress shop on third floor.

He tells her excited. And she takes his hand and off they go. Through the shadows and the flickering lights. They reach the fancy wedding boutique. Trying on different dresses and suits.

Taehyung remembers asking her, back when things were different. In another cozy afternoon on their soft bed as he played with her hair.

How would you like our wedding to be?

I would want to invite everyone and have fun. To dance and sing and be merry.

To sing?

He asks curious.

My friend told me you had a lovely voice. I'm jealous I can't hear it.

So Taehyung had gone and recorded his voice and turned it into beats so she could enjoy it.

And maybe it wasn't a wedding she dreamed of but it was a wedding. Because what more did a wedding need than a groom and a bride who loved each other.

Laughing, playing around, slow dancing in each others arms as if they had all the time in the world. Looking in the mirror like it's a portrait as the camcorder captures the dreamy glow in their faces.

Should we go see our photobooth?

Taehyung only smiles in return.

So they go through the debris as her dress trails through the dirt. And like a miracle it's still there up and running.

So they both sit, squeezing into the booth. As the lights flashes. He squeezes her hand thrice and she squeezes it four times in response.

Jieun gets out excited to see how the photos have turned out and Taehyung watches his lovely bride. She turns to show him the photos and that's when she sees it. The cube.

The sentinel being that has ruined their live. Their future, their hopes and dreams all shattered.

She drags him away and he follows. She thinks she's escaped it when she sees another. It dawns on her that the only way to escape is to go through the center of the mall. Through the grave of clothes.

She runs and runs but it's too late. It has seen them.

And it's in front of them.

Instinctively she picks up a pipe from the ground easy to fight to defend.

Taehyung sees her and takes it from her ready to defend to protect. Pouring all his rage and frustration into hitting it.

But the cube remains unscathed.

All Taehyung can think of is that it can't end like this. He's not ready to let her go. But when rage is gone despair remains. He feels her hold him. He's wrapped in her arms trembling like he's a child again. She covers his eyes in her last attempt to protect it and he can swear he heard her say I love you

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And then nothing.

Tumblr deleted the last part I wrote earlier TT from the proposal part if its weird that's why I'm sorry I tried.. but I hope it turned out ok. Ugh its so irritating.

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Imagine getting suspicious that your boyfriend Hoshi is secretly seeing IU behind your back

You were one of the first people Hoshi told about his interview with IU because you were both huge fans of hers. You’d worked hard as a trainee in hopes of being half as good as her and fangirled majorly when you first saw her at an award show. So the last thing you were expecting was to regret Hoshi meeting her.

"So how was it?" you cried as soon as he walked through the door after his Seventeen interview with her "was she just as amazing as we always thought?". Hoshi laughed "I just walked through the door, give me a second". You nodded "you're right, sorry. I'll give you a minute". You watched as he slowly took off his shoes and hung up his coat. You followed him into the bedroom and tried to wait patiently as he got changed. When he started folding his clothes ridiculously slowly you burst "oh come on you're totally teasing me aren't you?". Hoshi laughed "no I'm just a little tired, why don't we go in the living room and I'll answer your questions". You led him in beaming and pushed him into a chair "okay so answer my first question, was it amazing?". Hoshi frowned and your smile fell "what? Why are you making that face". Hoshi laughed "I wouldn't call it amazing, it was just fine". You shook your head "why just fine? This is IU!". Hoshi chuckled but just shrugged "well I guess we know why they say to never meet your heroes. Would you like a cup of tea?" and he stood up. However you weren't ready to drop the topic yet. "What do you mean? Did something happen?". "No nothing happened the interview was fine and she was...nice". "The way you said that didn't sound nice". Hoshi shrugged "it was nothing just she's a big star and you could feel that. The second the cameras were off she didn't speak to us and she was kind of cold. That's all". You frowned "ow that sucks...I'm so sorry" and you hugged him. "It's okay, it's not your fault" Hoshi said hugging you back and you nodded "I know but you were so excited to meet her so it must feel crap. Screw the tea I'm making us both hot chocolates with loads of whipped cream. You go sit down and I'll bring them over". Hoshi smiled "you always know how to make me feel better" and with a kiss on your cheek he retreated to the sofa. So when the interview came out you were very eager to watch and see if you could see what Hoshi had told you...but you couldn't. IU seemed as sweet as ever which was to be expected. What did surprise you however was for all Hoshi's talk, he seemed to be interacting and flirting with her a lot. You watched as he hurried to swat a bee away from her calling her a flower and how he nervously presented his dance for her. Even the way he looked at her just showed a lot of longing and it made you uncomfortable. You were aware Hoshi had a slight crush on IU when he was younger and understood somewhat. She was IU for heaven's sake some glorifying was inevitable but after everything he'd told you after the interview, it didn't make sense. Why did he look so fondly at her in the video but to you, he told you he disliked her? You could always tell when Hoshi was being sincere in interviews and the way he was acting with IU seemed genuine. So you came to the conclusion he must've lied to you about IU and the interview but why? What reason could he possibly have to paint her in a negative light?

You couldn't make up your mind about what had happened so you tried to ignore it and move it. A few days later you both had the day off from work and so you planned a nice day out together. The day went well but one thing had bothered you. Hoshi's phone had been going off all day and when you asked about it he said it was work. You worried they were overworking him too and thought sending him constant texts and even phone calls on his day off was a bit much. However Hoshi didn't seem to mind so you just held your tongue and figured he'd say if it got too much. Then when he went to the bathroom the phone rang once again and you sighed. "Hoshi your phone" you called but got no response. You were about to pick it up and tell them he'd call them back when you realised it wasn't his manager calling. It was IU. You paused very confused, you had no idea they'd exchanged numbers or why she'd be calling him. You just held the phone scared to do anything more and she hung up. Hoshi's home screen flashed up and you didn't mean to look but saw three messages from IU on his lock screen. You couldn't see what they said because you were in lock mode but they were dated a few minutes ago and it occurred to you that this must've been who was texting him all day. There were no other messages from anyone else and your feeling of confusion settled into concern. This made it even weirder that he'd lied to you about getting along with IU and you could only think of one reason why he might not want you to know he was friends with her...because he wanted to be more than friends with her. Surely you'd only lie to your girlfriend about a girl if there was something to hide and looking at how frequently they'd been in contact something was definitely going on. Even as you'd been thinking IU sent another text message and you felt a sinking feeling in your stomach. You suddenly heard the toilet flush and rushed to put Hoshi's phone back where you'd found it. You hurried into your chair across the table and quickly unlocked your phone and went on Instagram. Hoshi opened the door just as it loaded and you pretended to have been scrolling through your feed this whole time. Hoshi came out and wrapped his arms around you "I love hugging you, you always smell so good" he said nuzzling your neck. You tried to relax and not reveal how tense you were. You laughed as naturally as you could "it's just soap and water. You should try it sometime" you joked but your heart was beating rapidly. "Ha ha" Hoshi said and he let go of you going back to his seat. "Your phone rang" you told him and watched to see his reaction. "Ow really"? he said and he clicked the lock screen. He scrolled through the messages casually and smiled "i'll just nip outside and see what they want". "Or you could call them in here?" you offered "I don't mind" smiling sweetly. Hoshi shook his head "nah you don't have to listen to our boring work stuff. Go get a movie ready and I'll be right back". "Okay" you nodded and then he left. Hoshi didn't mention IU at all and it was driving you crazy with worry. You knew you should ask him about it but you were scared so you just watched him a little closer. Everything with him seemed absolutely normal except for one thing...he was texting a lot. Whenever you asked who he was messaging he'd name a different member and that’s how you knew it was IU. You didn't want to lose Hoshi and he was still as loving as ever so you figured there must be something to save there so you tried extra hard in your relationship. You were more affectionate towards him and told him you loved him at random moments just to make him smile. Hoshi's reaction warmed your heart and you began to wonder if there was really any problem at all. The next day you decided to surprise Hoshi at work with his favourite coffee and cupcake from a bakery you loved to visit. The security guards at the desk waved you past, recognising you and you made your way up to the floor Seventeen were always on. As you stepped out of the elevator you walked up to the receptionist and ask if the boys were busy. You never wanted to walk right in on a busy rehearsal or ruin a take so always checked before going to find Hoshi. The receptionist said he'd find out for you and you nodded glancing around the hall when you spotted something. You could see through the glass doors that IU was here and she was talking to someone. Whoever it was had his back to you but you knew who it was without even having to see his face. You recognised his clothes and even the way he was standing. You felt like your whole world was crumbling and just to seal the deal Hoshi turned slightly and you could see the big smile on his face. "They're all on lunch so you're welcome to go through" the receptionist said and you panicked seeing IU and Hoshi were right there and could turn at any moment. You'd have to pass them to reach the stairs to escape so you nodded and went down the other corridor leading to the recording booths. Your plan was to sneak into one of the rooms before Hoshi could see you, wait for them to go away and then leave but of course they started walking towards you the second you walked down that corridor. Your eyes widened in panic and you quickly opened one of the doors and slipped inside. You slammed the door shut and heard Hoshi's voice as he walked passed outside. You slumped against the door and tried to calm down. "Y/n?" you heard someone ask and turned to see Jun. He was sat at the table watching you with a concerned look on his face. He had his lunch in front of him and was face timing someone. "Jun...hey" you said and tried to get ahold of yourself quickly. "Hey, are you okay? You look upset" and that was all it took for you to burst into tears. Jun quickly hung up his phone and rushed towards you "hey what's wrong? Should I go get Hoshi?". "No!" you cried "don't do that!" and cried harder. Jun nodded "okay I won't get Hoshi and awkwardly patted your back while he waited for you to stop crying. When you stopped Jun frowned "are you okay?". "Do you think Hoshi's cheating on me?" you asked and Jun's eyes widened. "What! Hoshi would never do that!". "That's what I thought too but he's been calling and texting IU for weeks and lying to me about it. He even told me the interview was crap but I saw how much fun he had in the footage. Then to top everything off I come here to surprise him and she's here! You must've all noticed. Be honest with me Jun, is he cheating on me?". "I...No!" Jun said "Hoshi would never hurt you!". "Then why is he with her right now?" you asked just as there was a knock at the door. "Jun? You in there?" Hoshi of all people called and you froze. "Please don't tell him I'm here!" you whispered and Jun nodded "yeah I'm here, why?" holding the door closed. "Did I leave my wallet there? I'm taking IU out for lunch and can't possibly make her pay". Jun's eyes shot to you and you turned away distraught. "Jun?" Hoshi asked when he didn't respond and Jun nodded "yeah I saw it earlier..." he fumbled around and opened the door an inch "here". "Thanks! Also tell Scoups I might be a little longer today". Jun nodded "okay bye" and closed the door. "Y/n..." Jun sighed and you just shook your head "there's no explaining that Jun. It's over. Hoshi doesn't love me anymore". No matter what he said Jun couldn't convince you there might be more to this and to make things worse it was Seungkwan's birthday tonight which you couldn't miss. "You're still coming right?" Jun asked and you nodded "I have to...I helped organise it". Jun nodded "do you want me to speak to Hoshi?". You immediately refused it but Jun promised to be discreet and so you agreed. You arrived at the party a few hours later a bag of nerves. You just wanted to hear what Hoshi had to say to Jun and nothing else was important. You'd avoided Hoshi all night and when you finally saw Jun ask to speak to him your heart began to race. You followed them as quietly as you could and watched them go into a room. You put your head to the door to hear Jun had started taking. "Hoshi...I think you should tell Y/n about IU" Jun said and Hoshi's gasped "I can't! Then she'll know".  Jun sighed "look you don't have to tell her every detail but at least tell her something! She's getting suspicious and I don't think you'll be able to keep it up for much longer". Hoshi sighed "but if I tell her that's it! It's all over and I just need a few more weeks. That's all". Jun sighed "but is it really that important?". "Yes" Hoshi said not even hesitating and you almost made a strangled noise that his affair with IU was so important to him. You decided you couldn't listen to it anymore so you knocked. They both physically jumped and Hoshi smiled widely "hey you". You smiled as best you could "I just wanted to let you know I'm heading off and say thanks for inviting me". "No worries, do you want me to give you a lift? I could stay over for the night and we could watch a movie" Hoshi asked but you shook your head "Ja-Young is picking me up and she's already outside". Hoshi nodded "well text me if you want me to come over after this is finished". You nodded "I will, have a good night" and rushed from the room. Hoshi tried to call you three times that night but you rejected each one. You didn't want to talk to him. It hurt too much and every time you saw him it reminded you he was lying to you. You couldn't take any more of it and you needed a break so you stopped replying to his messages unless you had to and cancelled all your upcoming dates. You used the excuse you were busy with work and didn't even care if Hoshi bought it. When he asked what restaurant you wanted to go to for your birthday later this week you told him you would be busy working so you should skip it this year. Hoshi said you had to do something and sent you a lot of messages confused because he thought you'd booked the day off. You didn't bother replying to him and ignored his calls. You just didn't feel like spending your birthday with him this year of all years and were surprised he’d even remembered with all he had going on. He then started contacting your members but you told them to just ignore him. You were exhausted with the whole thing and decided you'd break it off with him. Your members had to stay to finish filming their scenes but you were done so you headed home alone. You sent the text to Hoshi telling him it was over, blocked his number and booked some tickets to fly home to see your parents for your birthday. You just wanted to get away from everything.  You took a long shower and when you got out saw your phone had blown up. You had several missed calls from your members and wondered what on earth had happened. You called your leader and she picked up quickly "Y/n? Thank god!" she sighed. "What's wrong? Are you all okay?". "Yeah we're fine" she replied and you frowned "so what's all the missed calls? I was worried something was wrong". "Sorry for scaring you but we needed to talk to you about Hoshi". "Hoshi?" you asked "I've decided I'm breaking up with him and flying home for my birthday like we agreed". "But Y/n we don't think that's a good idea". You nearly dropped the phone "what why?". "Just tell me you haven't left for the airport yet?" your leader asked. "No but why would it matter...". "We spoke to Hoshi" she said and you froze "you what?". "He came by the studio because he couldn't get through to you and he explained what happened. Y/n it's not what you think, you need to give him a chance to explain". "To explain?" you asked actually in shock your leader would advocate listening to a cheater "after what he's done? How can you even ask me that? I thought you were my friend" you cried "what is wrong with everyone?" and you hung up. You turned your phone off not wanting to hear from anyone else and packed for the airport. Your flight wasn't for tomorrow but you would just get an early one. You really didn't want to be here when your members got back. You were in a taxi 20 minutes later and arrived at the airport shortly after. You'd had to turn your phone back on to buy new tickets and the incoming messages were relentless. You got your stuff out of the taxi and were booking new tickets on your phone when you heard someone call your name. You turned and saw Hoshi running towards you. You wanted nothing more than to run away but you also wanted this to be over. It looked like Hoshi had come straight from work and despite the cold weather he wasn't wearing a coat. His clothes and hair were wet from the recent rain and you wondered why on earth he'd gone to all this effort to chase you down. "Y/n" he said stopping in front of you "please don't go, just let me explain. There's nothing going on with IU". You rolled your eyes "Hoshi I saw all the text messages and your secret lunch date with her. Don't lie to me". Hoshi shook his head "I'm not! I have been texting her and we did have lunch but not for the reason you're thinking! I'm not cheating on you". "Then why all the sneaking around with her? What other explanation could there be?" you asked. "She's helping me to plan your surprise party!" Hoshi burst and you frowned "what? That's ridiculous". Hoshi shook his head "it's all true I swear look". He pulled out his phone and turned it to you "this is an email confirming the ballroom which I booked for it. This is a text from the caterer, double checking the food order and you can call any of my members and they'll tell you". "But I spoke to Jun and he said...". "I'd sworn them all to secrecy!" Hoshi cried "I told them not to tell you and even your members didn't know. I just told them today after I got your text. Y/n I love you I could never cheat on you. I just wanted this to be a complete surprise but I went a bit too far and scared you. Y/n I'm so sorry but please don't leave me" Hoshi said tears filling his eyes. You were still in shock but one thing didn't make sense "but why IU? Why was she helping you?". Hoshi sighed "it sounds really stupid now I say it but I was going to get her to sing at your party and surprise you. I know how much you like her...or maybe past tense now and she agreed. She was really excited by the idea and it turns out she’s really good at planning parties. So she was helping me and kept coming up with great ideas of things we could do". "So she isn't a horrible person?" you asked. Hoshi shook his head "no. I only said all that so you wouldn't suspect she was involved. I thought it would throw you off the track but didn't realise how suspicious it looked. Y/n I am so so so sorry" he said "please don't go". You took one look at him and burst into tears. "You're such an idiot!" you said and Hoshi cried hugging you back. "I know! I don't deserve you" he sobbed. "No you're amazing you should've just told me" you said "and I shouldn't have jumped to any conclusions! You're the most amazing guy in the world of course you'd never do this to me". "No you're the most amazing girl in the world" Hoshi replied crying even harder. This carried on for several minutes. The two of you, sobbing in the rain yelling compliments at each other as you hugged. Your taxi driver was very confused and a little worried. However on the way back to yours with Hoshi right beside you, you explained it all to your driver and he admitted it was very sweet. Both your phones were still blowing up but you didn't notice until you got home. Hoshi called Jeonghan who was with the guys as soon as he realised they were all having meltdowns ready to charge to the airport to support his story. "Hoshi?" Jeonghan asked "what happened? Did you stop Y/n before she got on the plane?". "You tell me" he replied and turned the camera to show you cuddled up together on the sofa. All the members exploded in cheers making you laugh. Through all the screams you heard a voice "Y/n I am so sorry!" Jun said taking the phone "I so wanted to tell you what was happening but I couldn't and you got hurt!". "Jun it's okay!" you replied "I get why you didn't tell me and none of this is your fault okay?". He nodded looking a little less tearful and Hoshi smiled "bye everyone I'm spending this evening with my girl" and he hung up. After you'd also rang your members and told them it was all fine you turned your phones off and relaxed into one another. "I'm so grateful to have you here with me" Hoshi said for what felt like the millionth time "when I thought I'd lost you I was devastated. You're the love of my life Y/n and you mean everything to me". You smiled "you mean everything to me too that's why when I thought you were cheating on me I took it so badly". Hoshi looked down ashamed and you raised his head so he was looking you in the eyes. "But you have nothing to be sorry for and I know I can always trust you. I love you too Hoshi". He melted and wrapped his arms around you "forever?" he asked. You nodded "forever!".

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So I wrote this before IU’s relationship was announced so just pretend we don’t know she had a boyfriend okay? Thanks 

Relationship with CL - Grace Chu

Chaelin was watching the make up artist work on her eyes a few hours before her performance at one of California’s most famous shows, Coachella. 2NE1 would be reuniting for one night only and it was amazing to have her sisters with her at what would be a performance of a lifetime.

She just wished one person could be with her.

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts and she watched as her manager came in with a large bouquet of flowers, made up of peach garden roses, pale peach roses, and hydrangea with orange pud flowers and peonies. It was in a vase made out of purple which would have clashed with the colours if Chaelin didn’t see the note.

“To my darling, I hope it all goes well tonight. I’ll be thinking of you from Las Vegas. Dinner on me when we’re back in Seoul. Love you forever, Gigi.”

Grace Chu, one member of BTS, was currently in Las Vegas to perform Permission on Stage. A very close friend, basically sister at this point, who was more than gutted to miss CL’s amazing stage performance at Coachella.

Within two minutes of the bouquet arriving, she got a message from Grace with a picture of her and all the BTS members giving heart fingers to the camera. ‘Supporting you all the way in LV.’

Chaelin happily sighed and sent a photo back with her sniffing the bouquet of flowers with the simple message: 'Love you.’

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Grace didn’t have a schedule on her best friend’s birthday and the original plan had been to join a group of casual friends to go out for dinner. However, Chaelin’s mother had passed away a few days before due to a heart attack. At the request of their friend, birthday plans had been put on hold.

But for Grace, she didn’t want her friend to be alone.

She tapped in the number to the front door of Chaelin’s apartment and heard the beep, pulling open the door to kick off her shoes at the entrance. The apartment was in dead silence apart from faint music coming from what Grace knew to be the bedroom.

She found her darling friend on her bed, wrapped in the covers as she stared at the TV that was playing the music video that had been released over an hour ago with the new song Chaelin had written in memory of her mother.

Grace said nothing as she climbed onto the bed and settled down next to her friend, wrapping her arms around the woman who had been nothing but a pillar of support in Grace’s own life and career.

The two stayed like that for a while until Chaelin’s tear streaked face appeared from the covers. “Thank you,” she quietly said and Grace smiled, holding her closer. “Anything for you.”

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ARMY, IU and Chaelin’s fans were treated to a little surprise one night during Grace’s solo career. It was a shaky video but it gave the kpop world enough to talk about. Somewhere in Seoul, probably a fancy hotel from the looks of it and the sounds of dinner being finished.

The camera panned to Chaelin’s close up face then zoomed back out, giggling as she moved the camera around the table. There were four other women who were unfamiliar but it went to two figures who the world knew - IU and Grace.

“Say hi to everyone,” Chaelin said as she waved her hand in front of the camera, causing the two ladies to stop their conversation.

It was a rare insight into the relationship between three women who have taken the kpop world by storm, especially for IU and Grace who were rarely seen together.

The two waved at the camera and suddenly IU covered her face with her hand, giggling as Grace looked at the lady next to her then the lady behind the camera. “Really? Did you need to do that?” she asked, grinning before shaking her head. “Chaelin, we don’t need to see your breasts that close.”

“What do you mean?! These are amazing, you should be jealous,” the voice came from behind the camera.

Later on, another video would be uploaded, this time filming the three women walking down a hallway. Chaelin with her arms wrapped around the shoulders of Grace, IU to the side as she carried a pair of shoes and a small handbag.

Chaelin managed to plant a sloppy kiss on Grace’s cheek and plopped her head against Grace’s hair. “I can see why Seokjin goes to bed with you every night.”

“Chaelin!” came several voices, not from Grace who stopped and was bent over laughing.

“Come on, we’re all thinking of it.”

The videos were deleted the next day only after a selfie of the three ladies was uploaded to Grace’s Instagram with the caption: 'I don’t know what I would do without you two. Thank you for the fun nights and the memories.'

Três palavrinhas - capa teste(doação)

currents.04[2024]

selections from my week in media [21-27 january 2024]

[dropping]

Last Twilight - I watched the first episode when it aired last year and decided to wait to binge the whole thing. It ended this week and from what I've read so far, it's most likely not going to be worth the time I could devote to something else on my list.

[listening]

"Good Girls" / Elle King

"Love Wins All" / IU

"Lovers or Enemies" / CIX

"Wife" / G-IDLE

[loving]

Yeowoon's little pout about killed me dead. I'd love to know if that was an actor choice or the director's. - Love For Love's Sake, ep 4

[reading]

Glitterland by Alexis Hall - m/m contemporary romance - Excellent book but heavy themes.

Turn Left by kianspo - MDZS canon divergence AU - Lan Wangji grows up away from the Lan sect

[watching]

For Him - Domestic bliss for Nail and Him now that everything is out in the open and Nail is secure in Him's feelings. They were so sweet with Honey. And we finally got some Dream/Chaochum scenes! I wish they were the second pairing instead of the detestable Chao. I've rarely been so annoyed by a character that I mute their scenes but here we are. Phai, great sex isn't worth the annoyance. Move on and find a new FWB.

Love For Love's Sake - I'm so glad I started this one. It's a darling little show, beautifully shot. Episodes 1 and 2 set up the game mechanics and introduced a well-rounded cast of interesting characters that I immediately fell in love with. Episodes 3 and 4 gave us the most adorable baby flirt in Yeowoon. The actor is so good: his face changes entirely when he's looking at Myungha now that he's caught feelings.

Pit Babe - Last week was all about the tears, this week was an assortment of character stuff. Alan and Jeff got together finally (the magnetic charm bracelets!) and Pete's storyline has been developed a lot further than I expected when he first appeared, but it's very good. I hope this show results in fic of both pairings because Pete's interactions with both Way and Kenta are just that good. There is so much story in both relationships to explore.

The Sign - Phaya and Tharn, being soft boyfriends in bed for 10 straight minutes is an excellent way to start off an episode.

The Story of Park's Marriage Contract {finished: 5 stars} - The h/c was strong with this one. Loved it. The love story was great and I appreciated that they spent time on the final resolution, instead of making her return a quick fix. It was sad, but it was done well I think. I loved all the characters so much and will be adding it to the list of shows I'd like to rewatch.

previous Currents posts

where did the blue she/her thing come from in four swords fandom? i rlly wanna know bc i never see the other three??? called she/her??? Sometimes shadow or vio r given they/them but ive constantly seen she/her blue in some spaces so??

And yet, another sequel

With delight and for the amazing Sunfall:

Last part (for now) from the Ius Primae Noctis universe.

(Sometimes I think I should thank the troll who told me to quit writing. They took me out of my writer's block!)

i want to catch up w bsd cus i havent watched it since like 2021 but im afraid of getting back into it n then my chuuya obsession will reawaken

A lâmina reflete o espírito: Não se esqueça de respirar, parte 2 de 5 eu acho? (fanfic HSR 100% PT BR confia)

personagens: Blade, Kafka, Loba Prateada, 7 de Março e Welt Yang (menções honrosas a Elio e Sam)

sumário: a temática dessa fic se baseia na minha interpretação do jogo, ela conta flashbacks do passado da exploradora antes de ser uma Inominada, isso tudo patrocinado pela minha imaginação, tilta não, espere romance e drama

conteúdo: espere algo profundo e dramático por aqui, leve incitação ao romance

n/a: antes de ficar me enchendo o saco nos comentários dizendo que sumi nota que eu tava no meio de uma crise existencial afogada em trabalho/curso, to fazendo o possível para não passar vergonha obrigada

palavras: 2.200

O tempo dança sem parar. Passado, presente e futuro se entrelaçando em linhas tênues que separam a realidade da loucura, cada uma dessas linhas tão única como nenhuma outra, mas todas levam a um final que o destino já determinou.  

‘’Ela tem braços e pernas, mas mesmo assim não pode andar?’’ perguntou uma voz entediada e distante. Você ouve tinidos finos ecoando em seus ouvidos. 

‘’O processo de desenvolvimento dela ainda não está completo. O corpo está crescido e grande parte dos órgãos internos estão operantes, mas ela precisa de mais tempo para amadurecer ou seu processo de crescimento será interrompido ao entrar em contato com oxigênio cedo demais.’’ explicou outra voz, essa melodiosa e reconfortante. 

‘’Ela não vai sair agora.’’ uma voz áspera se manifesta. 

‘’Puxa! Apenas diga logo que ela não vai sair ao invés de falar um monte de palavras difíceis, Kafka!’’ 

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Você abre os olhos. Luzes coloridas preenchem sua visão, o ar tem um cheiro engraçado, uma fina névoa te circula.  

‘’Falta muito?’’ você pergunta para a jovem de cabelos prateados a sua frente. 

‘’Eu já te disse que isso leva algum tempo, então pare de me apressar. Dê uma volta por aí já que está tão entediada.’’ ela te responde com o mesmo tom indiferente de sempre, voltando a digitar números e letras na pequena tela holográfica projetada do aparelho em seu braço. 

Loba Prateada era uma figura peculiar que costuma se contradizer em muitas ocasiões. Ela diz que gosta de manter as impressões de ser uma pessoa divertida e difícil de se lidar, mas aqui estavam vocês duas na talvez atividade mais entediante que ela conseguiu te obrigar a fazer.

Você caminha entre os corredores vazios da grande instalação de paredes metálicas. Luzes piscavam por toda a parte, e o único barulho que chegava aos seus ouvidos eram os de seus próprios passos. Você se lembra de ter derrubado um grupo de guardas em uma esquina entre os corredores, e para sua sorte eles continuavam desmaiados no mesmo lugar.

‘’Parece que eles não vão se levantar tão cedo.’’ você sussurra. 

Um dos guardas estava usando a parede como apoio ao se sentar, colocando uma mão em seu peito e a outra na garganta enquanto arfava desesperadamente. Seus olhos recaem sobre ele, que não parecia se lembrar do que aconteceu. O rosto dele estava vermelho por um momento, tornando-se levemente azulado em outro. 

‘’Respire mais devagar, ou vai acabar sem ar nenhum.’’ você se abaixa perto dele, notando seus olhos inchados. 

O guarda te olha confuso, concentrado demais tentando aliviar o próprio pânico do que notar que você era a intrusa que o levou ao chão. 

‘’Você vai se matar sozinho... respire mais devagar, não pressione seu peito com tanta força ou o ar não vai entrar aí dentro.’’ você pega uma faca de seu bolso e corta as fitas que seguravam o colete dele ao corpo, aliviando um pouco do peso sobre os ombros do pobre coitado. Com mais alguns segundos respirando fundo o guarda pisca os olhos e te encara, visivelmente agradecido mas igualmente perdido. 

‘’Novata! Nós já acabamos por aqui.’’ Loba Prateada te chama no fim do corredor.  

‘’Se lembre de continuar respirando.’’ você diz ao guarda antes de se levantar e ir embora, desaparecendo na névoa fina da instalação de metal. 

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Você conhece a sensação de acordar de um sonho muito, muito longo? E como estar flutuando sem rumo numa grande imensidão, seu corpo em inércia. Quando seus olhos finalmente se abrem um choque percorre sua espinha e seus pulmões deixam de puxar o ar. Sua mente perdida entre a realidade e o que deveria ser somente um sonho.  

Você vê luzes. São fracas e pequenas, dançando a sua volta como vagalumes numa noite azulada sem fim. Você se sente como um peixe num aquário sendo constantemente vigiado por inúmeros pares de olhos.  

Mas por quê?   

Alguns desses olhos são indiferentes e frios. Alguns te observam com fascínio enquanto outros sentem pena.

Quem é você e para onde vai, pequenina?

‘’Quanto tempo até ela poder sair daí? Nós já esperamos muito, não é?’’ perguntou uma voz metálica, como um computador maquinando palavras. 

‘’Apenas deem um pouco mais de tempo para ela. A câmara de incubação está fazendo trabalho dobrado ao mantê-la viva por tempo suficiente para que seu poder se estabilize completamente.’’ respondeu Kafka. 

‘’Se ela sobreviveu ao processo inicial de formação, por que não poderíamos simplesmente deixá-la sair e ver as coisas por conta própria?’’ questionou Loba Prateada. 

‘’Nós não podemos simplesmente arriscar perdê-la por meras especulações. Já foi difícil o suficiente recuperá-la, não podemos simplesmente torcer que outros irão de desenvolver tão bem caso ela não consiga.’’ Kafka explicou em tom mais sério. 

Formas borradas dançam em sua visão. Não eram luzes, muito menos pareciam ter alguma intenção de chegar até você. 

Você flutua num mar de estrelas e bolhas. 

Seu corpo parece não te pertencer, você nem ao menos se lembra como deveria se chamar. 

Por quanto tempo você tem flutuado? 

Por alguns poucos dias, talvez por toda uma eternidade? 

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‘’Você está bem, gracinha?’’ Kafka pergunta, atraindo sua atenção dispersa. 

‘’Eu estou bem.’’ você responde, piscando os olhos rapidamente. 

Seu braço esquerdo estava sendo enfaixado. Graças a um descuido você foi ferida durante uma missão. Os cortes foram leves, mas ainda sangravam.  

‘’Você parece mais distraída do que o normal. Alguma coisa aconteceu?’’ ela perguntou, aplicando as últimas tiras de bandagens. 

‘’Nada aconteceu, senhorita Kafka. Só estou... pensando.’’ você balança a cabeça. 

‘’Pensar demais pode causar dor de cabeça.’’ ela empurrou sua cabeça com os dedos de brincadeira, indo até uma mesa metálica no canto da sala para guardar os instrumentos médicos que usou ‘’Mas se posso perguntar, o que exatamente você tem pensado tanto?’’ 

‘’Não é importante.’’ você agradece a ela com um aceno de cabeça. 

‘’Oh, não? Então isso deve ser realmente algo-não-muito-importante para te fazer ser ferida. Eu nem quero imaginar o que deve ser.’’ ela deu uma risadinha baixa, te encarando por cima do ombro. 

Você respira fundo, olhando para seu braço enfaixado. Estava coçando. 

‘’...Eu tenho mesmo que ser esse herói de que Elio tanto fala? Quero dizer, duvido que não tenha outra coisa que eu possa fazer com vocês que não leve para o mesmo lugar.’’ você decidiu apenas falar o que estava em sua mente. Kafka iria te forçar a fazer isso de todo jeito. 

Ela continuou arrumando os utensílios, um pequeno sorriso nos lábios.

‘’Existem muitos caminhos que levam para o mesmo destino. Alguns deles são bem asfaltados enquanto outros são totalmente esburacados. Só porque eles levam ao mesmo destino não significa que você irá chegar ao final em segurança. Elio apenas escolheu o caminho com maiores chances de sucesso.’’ ela respondeu ‘’Tem alguma chance de você ter se apegado a nós, gracinha?’’ 

‘’...Vocês são as únicas pessoas que conheci quando acordei. Como eu poderia confiar em estranhos quando vocês dizem que devo me manter escondida ou posso morrer?’’ você reclama, enchendo as bochechas de ar e levantando seu olhar para Kafka. 

‘’Hahah, não se preocupe. Nós vamos nos certificar de que você esteja em segurança. Eu sei que é difícil confiar nos outros assim tão abertamente, então apenas confie em nós e no que lhe dizemos.’’ ela se virou e cruzou os braços, usando a mesa metálica para se apoiar. 

‘’Então.... eu não vou poder mesmo me lembrar de vocês quando a hora chegar?’’ você reluta diante as palavras dela embora quisesse tomá-las como verdade. 

‘’Não, isso infelizmente isso não vai poder acontecer.’’ ela balança a cabeça. 

‘’Nem um pouquinho?’’ você insiste. 

‘’Nem um pouquinho.’’ ela se mantém firme enquanto sorria. 

Você emite um grunhido baixo e descontente. Seus olhos circulam pela sala mal iluminada, repousando sobre uma grande câmara cilíndrica de vidro que estava totalmente inutilizável graças aos danos que sofreu. Seu peito dói um pouco.

Uma mão enluvada repousa em suas costas.

''Não deixe que essas preocupações tirem seu fôlego, gracinha.'' Kafka ri baixinho e empurra seus ombros.

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O Void é um lugar frio, como um abismo sem fim faminto por estrelas. Nada vem do Void, mas tudo pode se perder nele. As cores não vêm dele, mas possuem conceitos baseados nele. As cores te criaram. Você é uma mistura de todas as cores do universo, a resposta para tudo, e mesmo assim suas próprias perguntas não podem ser respondidas. Pelo menos não ainda, pequenina. 

Ainda não está na sua hora. Você não deve sair. Se sair, não vai sobreviver. A morte não deve ser melhor do que a solidão. 

Não. Ela é, definitivamente, melhor do que continuar flutuando para sempre. 

Você estende as mãos, empurrando o vidro da câmara de incubação que te seguraram por tanto tempo. Não importa o que acontecesse, você só queria parar de flutuar. 

O vidro se parte, cores ofuscantes dançam preenchem sua visão vindas a partir da ponta de seus dedos. Seu corpo despenca no chão sólido. Seus olhos estão marejados, seus dedos trêmulos.

Por que está doendo tanto?

A água que antes te mantinha flutuando na câmara de incubação entrou pelo seu nariz, te fazendo engasgar. Uma de suas mãos foi a garganta e a outra ao peito, a ansiedade se espalhando por suas veias como veneno. 

Você não está mais flutuando, por quê continua tão frio? 

‘’Respire.’’ você ouve uma voz rouca acima de você. 

Seus olhos se abrem. Uma figura alta e escura está abaixada perto de você.  

Não... não consigo. 

As palavras entopem sua garganta. Está ardendo muito, os pedidos de ajuda não são altos o bastante.  

A figura alta te observa se contorcer no chão.

‘’Não tente forçar para dentro, deixe que entre.’’ o homem segura a tua mão que estava na garganta, te virando de lado enquanto aplicava uma pressão esmagadora em suas costas. 

A água em seus pulmões é vomitada pelo chão com tossidas rápidas. Você pisca os olhos, sentindo como se as forças tivessem deixado seus músculos atrofiados.

‘’Se lembre de continuar respirando.’’ ele te diz. 

Você sente seu corpo ser levantado do chão. Você estava flutuando novamente, mas dessa vez não era tão ruim. Você não sente frio, era apenas.... calor. 

Um par de olhos carmesim te observam atentos, checando se seu peito continuava se movendo como deveria. Aqueles olhos eram apáticos embora as mãos que te seguravam fossem cuidadosas. 

Seus olhos se fecham por vários e vários momentos. 

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‘’Stelle!’’ um grito te faz acordar do transe. Seus olhos piscam em confusão, as emoções se acumulando em seu peito como um rio violento escorrendo por uma montanha de areia. 

Uma espada está apontada para sua garganta, uma sensação de familiaridade percorre sua espinha. Algo dentro de você suprimido, incapaz de ser nomeado. 

Diante de seus olhos os dois caçadores de Stellaron Kafka e Blade. Ambos tão intimidantes quanto os hologramas deixam transparecer.

Seus sentidos retornam aos poucos, as luzes azuladas da Matriz de Presciência girando ao seu redor. Blade firme em sua posição enquanto seus olhos carmesins parecem penetrar tua alma. Kafka observa de longe. O olhar dela alterna entre você e Blade, como se procurando por algo minimamente interessante.

‘’Vamos, Bladezinho. Temos outros lugares para visitar.’’ Kafka o chama, e ele guarda a espada atrás das costas, ainda mantendo contato visual intenso. 

Teus dedos tremem, tua garganta está seca e teus pés estão inquietos. Blade se demora para ir, como se tentasse confirmar alguma coisa por si mesmo. Ambos saltam para a imensidão dos domínios de Luofu. 

‘’Stelle, você está bem?’’ senhor Yang se aproxima, apertando seu ombro com os dedos.

Um segundo se passa. Você pisca os olhos e respira fundo, virando-se para ele. 

‘’Eu estou bem, senhor Yang.’’ você responde, e apesar de suas palavras não serem o bastante para convencê-lo, Welt escolheu respeitar sua decisão de permanecer em silêncio. 

‘’A Kafka escapou! O que vamos fazer agora?!’’ 7 de Março se aproxima de vocês com uma expressão chocada. 

‘’Vamos nos reunir com a Mestra Profetisa. Ela saberá o que fazer em seguida.’’ Welt sugeriu. 

Você olha mais uma vez para a imensidão do Luofu logo abaixo de seus pés. Um abismo de nuvens cinzentas te encara de volta. Você sente que presenciou hesitação na espada apontada para seu pescoço, mas isso deve ser apenas impressão sua.

‘’Respire, Stelle.’’ Welt empurra seu estômago gentilmente com a muleta ‘’Se concentre, ainda temos trabalho para fazer.’’ 

‘’Ah, me perdoe.’’ você balança a cabeça. ‘’Eu estou respirando agora.’’ 

— o seu jeito rebelde de odiar o mundo. ♡

🖇️ capa para doação

📆 15/05/23

🗝️ insp.: @kodalindissima (créditos à ela)

#NOTA: o título vem da música "Lana" do kamaitachi.

need to introduce any one of my football boys to kpop real bad 🥲 we would have to listen to iu’s entire discography together 🥹🥹

For my Stonathan no-UD college AU, I really want Nancy to break up with Steve but trick him into thinking it’s his idea. (She has her reasons, namely that being “the girl who got dumped by Steve so he could be free at college” is easier socially than being “the girl who heartlessly dumped Steve and not even to date someone else.”) I just need to figure out how she’d accomplish such a thing.

felix felicis; cover por bea

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