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First proper looktest of the "Locked Tomb but make it Castlevania" project is completed! Gideon just isn't having it
#lho animates#the locked tomb#gideon nav#gideon the ninth#2D animation#now that I have uploaded it I'm sure I'll be spotting all the mistakes but#so far the style works!
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Love to Hate Each Other (König x Fem!Reader)
Hello!! I promise I'm not dead!!! I've been super busy recently and had some writers block but I'm doing better now!! I'll be finally answering the requests I've had and upload some more from my drafts :)
CONTENT WARNING: Smut <333 Hate sex, unprotected sex, creampie, size difference, enemies to lovers, arguing, pettiness, sexual and non-sexual degrading (receiving and giving).
SUMMARY: You’d been a part of TF141 for a while now as their best sniper, however, it was recently stated that KorTac would team up with you lot for a mission. You’ve been training with him since and got that little bit of extra skill in your possession, you have the upper hand which drives König mad. You were put in charge of him as to test your leadership skills however it doesn't go as planned.
Word Count: 2926
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The fucking nerve of him. Would it kill him to show you just a little bit of respect? It had happened all too quickly. The way his voice boomed at you could've killed you in an instant. All you could do was think back to the argument.
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"Can you stop shooting at me for fucking once, König?" You'd sneered at him after getting to the safe house. "I know I'm a better sniper than you but you don't need to be all petty 'bout it."
"I'm sorry, maybe if you weren't snooping around and staying at your dedicated post like you were supposed to, I wouldn't have shot at you." He wanted to slam the door but knew better than to create another loud bang, "and you're not a 'better' anything than me, your ego is just too high."
"Oh, really? Then why did YOUR commander put you under my supervision for this mission, huh?"
Those words made let out him growl under his breath. He knew the truth, though he was too stubborn to admit. You had skill, but he just didn't and to give you that satisfaction.
"Forget it, just keep your whiny voice down. Don't need anyone hearing us a mile away." His accent got thicker as he hissed his words out at you.
"My voice down? Really? Maybe if you hadn't given our spots away every ten minutes, we wouldn't even need to be hiding here! You ought to fix that little issue of yours.”
And that’s what set him off.
“You know what I think your issue is, little miss perfect? I think your problem is that you’re not ready to being a leader, yet they put you in charge of me anyway and you go along with it, ja?” With each word he spat out, he took a step towards you. “I am fully capable of working on my own. YOU left your post. YOU put yourself in danger. You don’t get to be an incompetent little rat then proceed to blame me for it.”
With large steps he’d leaned over you. His piercing eyes felt as if they'd stabbed you, looking down at you with anger, annoyance, disappointment through his hood. You could hear those words become unfamiliar, fuzzy, distorted. Guilt set in.
"You may be a better sniper than me, but you'll never gain that role of leader. It was a mistake they made to put you in charge of me."
König was never one to take advantage of his height with his teammates, he wasn't like this in general. He had a lot of pent up anger towards you, and by god you were scared out of your mind. But you couldn't show that. Not now, you couldn't let him know how much he frightened you. But he knew. He could easily tell. And so you just stood there with an unchanging composure, taking any of the words he'd hurled at you.
"I don't need someone to tell me what to do, and especially not someone like you. Go sleep your bitchy attitude off, I'll take first watch." And with that, he stormed away from you.
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The bed was uncomfortable. But you weren't sure if it was the bed or if it was the tension in the room. You couldn't sleep. So you just laid there on your side, the argument rerunning itself over and over and over again in your mind. You were uneasy, on edge around him, even if his attention wasn't focused on you. Just being in the same room as him was enough. Yet you still felt petty enough to need to have the last word.
"You're an asshole." Muttering it out made your heart race, but you couldn't care any less.
The rustling of whatever he was doing stopped and after a while, you heard him let out a groan of irritation, muttering something in German under his breath.
"Will you quit it? It's over and done with. Hush up and go to sleep."
The way he'd growl at you to quit talking sent goosebumps over your body out of fear, yet you couldn't bring yourself to keep yourself quiet.
"No, I'm not going to quit." You'd said as you sat up from that uncomfortable mess called a bed. "You're an asshole. You need to hear that." You'd shot him a look of disgust as his eyes met yours from across the room. The lights were dim, but you could still see him quite clearly. You could feel as the air became thick again, the tension between you two growing once more.
"What are you expecting out of bringing it up again, Miss Perfect?" He'd shot back as his eyes glanced back to god knows what he was that he was doing, you couldn't quite make it out.
You'd yanked your legs over the edge of your so called bed, "I think you're forgetting I'm still in charge of you. I'd certainly accept an apology."
He didn't even look back up at you, it was as if he couldn't care any less.
"For what? Hurting your feelings?" He teased.
"You were extremely disrespectful and-"
"And nothing. Go back to sleep." He’d groaned, feelings of annoyance filling his system. Cutting you off just like that. But you were taking none of it.
“What is your problem with me!?" You'd stood up, making your way over to where he was sitting. Your own lips curled to a snarl, pointing fingers. "You have no reason to be so pissy with me, I've done nothing to you!"
This wasn't a common occurrence. Not for you. But he'd really ticked you off. König was being difficult, and you were too, but that didn't take away from the fact that you had no idea what he was so upset about with you. What he was REALLY upset about with you. As terrified as you may be by the hunk of the man, you weren't going to let yourself be demeaned by him.
You could see his eyes narrow at your words. His figure rose, towering over you. Your heart pounded in your chest as you felt your knees getting weak at the sight of the beastly stature leaning towards you.
"You really want to get into this, sweets?" Hands on his hips.
"I'm not going to let myself be degraded by you! Let alone someone I'm supervising."
And so you stood there, staring each other down. The tension was thick enough to cut with scissors. König, the very person you'd been training with for the past few weeks, standing over you for the very sake of intimidation. You'd almost thought he'd raise a hand at you, but you knew that he'd known better than to do such a thing. The person you'd become good acquaintances with staring down at you, seething, fury in his eyes.
"You want to know why I'm so upset?" jabbing his gloved finger at your chest, he took a step which caused you to take one back. He leaned down, making sure you'd hear every last word which escaped his mouth. "You know how much it kills someone when someone has the skills with a sniper you could only dream of? When you've been in the game for longer than you could imagine, and some little girl who's barely been in the game suddenly has the upper hand."
You couldn't believe it. Your eyes softened for a second before your expression had contorted again, taking a hold of his wrist with an iron grip and pulling it away from your chest.
"You've got to be kidding me..." you sighed, "this whole time your problem was THAT!?"
His eyes stayed focused on you with no sign of leaving.
"God, I hate you so fucking much." You snarled with a sick chuckle. This whole argument could've been avoided.
"The feelings' mutual, Schatz."
His face was so close to yours, you could practically feel his hot breath through the hood he had been wearing. Your hand was still latching onto his wrist, though your hand was starting to give in from putting all your pressure into your grasp.
You had nothing else to say, so you stayed silent. You both did, eyeing each other down to the core. It took a good while before you two had taken glances to the side where you held his wrist put. It seemed you'd both had the same idea as your grip loosened before he mirrored your wrist with his, taking your wrist into his palm. It fit perfectly. The way his hand could so easily wrap around it, taking a tight hold. It made your knees weak.
Your breathing quickened as you kept your eyes on his. The tension continued to thicken, though not just anger this time. There was something else filling the air. The feeling of that intimacy lurked around you two. It was too intimate for your liking, but you couldn't bring yourself to pull away. Your cold eyes glanced back to König's, but he wasn't looking at you anymore. No. His attention was centred on your lips. Fuck. You knew what would be coming next.
One minute, you two were ready to tear each other's heads off, the next, you two were making out. His lips against yours, hungry. Starving. Forceful, but not, both at the same time. The way his arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer, before he made you take some steps back enough for your calves to hit the frame of that pitiful thing you have been calling a bed.
You pulled away to catch your breath, a string of spit still connecting you two before the fabric of his masked fell to cut that string apart. He'd pushed you back as if he was in a rush, like if he was catching a train in an hour, lifting your legs so they'd wrap around his hips.
"If you really hated me, you wouldn't let me all up on you like this." He let out a sly chuckle as his hands pinned your wrists to you sides.
"Shut your fucking mouth and keep kissing me." You ordered, looking away from him in a bashful manner.
"Yes, Ma'am." He replied as he guided your hand to push the fabric of his mask away, revealing his lips once more before they crashed against yours. You both needed to let off some steam, it seemed that this was the most efficient way for the two of you.
You let out a small whimper as König began to move his hips against yours, grinding against down onto you. It wasn't long before he'd removed your trousers and pushed his middle finger inside you. He'd sucked on it a little beforehand to coat it with saliva, but it wasn't like it was needed anyway. You were practically soaking by the time he'd pushed it in, and it wasn't long either until he'd begun to curl his finger inside you which made you whimper at the feeling. He felt so much better than your fingers alone.
"Look at you, so wet already. Think you're ready for another finger?"
You couldn't help but tighten around his fingers already as he pushed a second finger inside you. You'd muttered a small 'fuck' under your breath at the feeling, earning a small hum of approval from König. His fingers could easily hit against that bundle of nerves. He knew he found it once you let out that cry of pleasure, making him chuckle as he rapidly pressed against the same spot over and over again which made you let out a symphony of moans and whimpers as your wetness grew.
He soon decided you were ready, becoming rather impatient as he'd quickly slide down his bottoms to reveal his growing erection. Your eyes gawked at him for how big he was. How would it ever fit.
"You sure you want to do this? Can't guarantee I'll be able to stop once we're started." His voice was low, the arrogant undertones tied in with the way he spoke irritated you.
You nodded.
With no time wasted, he lined his tip against your pulsing cunt before pushing into you. You let out a long sigh in unison with him as you felt him stretch you out with a mix of pain and pleasure. It wasn't long before he'd started moving in and out of you, and soon your voices filled the room along with the slapping noises of repeated skin-on-skin contact, making your eyes flutter closed as your legs wrapped around him.
The way he moved inside you was different. It felt different. It wasn't like anything you'd felt before. Perhaps hate sex was your new biggest turn on. Oh boy. This definitely wasn't going to be a one time thing. You could already tell.
You could feel yourself getting closer, and you could very much feel the way König was throbbing inside you. The bed creaked non-stop, the room reeked of sweat and sex, with no feelings behind it. Just sex. And goodness, did it feel good. Mustering up the strength, you propped yourself up onto your elbows to take in the sight of the man pounding into you. And like that, your eyes met his once more. Half closed with the slightest distortion, he let out a low chuckle as he gripped onto your wrists once more and pinned them next your head. With a single, extremely forceful thrust, he was able to hoist your hips up further against him, almost like in a mating press. The new position allowed him to hit a whole other region, able to slam against your g-spot over and over again, causing a harmony of whimpers and moans to emerge from your throat which you just weren't able to hold in. You were so lost in the pleasure, as you almost couldn't comprehend what König was speaking. Leaning down to press his lips against your neck, he whispered to you;
"See, Schatz? You're so much prettier when you're not unnecessarily running your mouth."
That stupid nickname. That stupid term of endearment he used on you drove you insane. Well, did he hate you or not? You could never tell. The way his hands slipped upwards, unballing your fists so he could intertwine his fingers with yours, the way he'd pound into you as rough as he could yet he'd still make that time to hold onto your hands, the way his lips would brush over bruise and bite mark he'd leave on your skin. It was all so confusing. So mind boggling. It made you want him even more.
"Y-You don't- oh fuck.. -hold the hand... of the person you hate during sex.." You'd managed to choke out a single sentence between König's thrusts. And he was having none of it.
"Shh, shh.." He'd shush you, "Halt die Klappe, stop fucking talking... stop talking. Keep quiet for me, Schatz." His hips began to slam against you faster, making sure to hit against every nook and cranny inside you. Schatz. That word echoed in your mind.
You were in no room to argue again so you did as you were told, you stopped talking and let your moans continue to spill out. You could feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm by the second, and it was only a matter of time before he removed a hand from your wrist and moved it between your legs, his fingers moving against your clit in a circular motion. He knew what you wanted, and he was going to give it to you. You could hear your heart pounding in your ears. His hot breath hitting against your sensitive, overly bruised neck, the way his fingers circled your plump bud, the way his thrusts felt like there was still no end in sight was all too much.
Taking in a deep breath, you rolled your eyes back before squeezing them shut. You were unable to hold back that loud cry of pleasure as your orgasm hit you like a tsunami, coming fully undone to those fingers of his. You could feel yourself pulsing and throbbing against his fingers, your hearing gone fuzzy by the time. You squeezed tightly around König's cock, in complete euphoria as he made you ride out your orgasm. Your hips bucked against his as you just barely opened your eyes again.
"Oh, Schieße... (Y/N)!" He'd moaned out as he pulled away from your neck and crashed his forehead against yours, gripping onto the flesh of your hips as he practically pulled you into him with each slam. One more thrust and he'd let out a final moan before filling you up with his seed. There was... a lot. You could feel his cum oozing out of you before he even pulled out.
Your breathing was heavy, both of you coming down from cloud nine. The best sex, and best orgasm, you'd ever had.
"You don't hate me." You were the one to speak first. The fabric of König's mask was pushing up against you every now and again with each heavy breath he'd release, "you don't kiss someone and hold their hands like that when you hate them..."
His eyes opened, staring right back at yours,
"You seemed like the type to need that emotional support, I was simply just trying to provide it."
"So you do still care about me."
He went silent before he closed his eyes again, burying his 'face' into your neck.
"... Halt die Klappe,,"
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Love Bites - Chapter II (Sneek Peak!) / Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen X f!Reader
Hey everyone!
Here's a sneek peak. Unfortunately I'm not feeling any better yet and I think I should go to sleep now. I'll try to upload the finished chapter tomorrow or the day after.
I think this is the most schmaltzy part of the whole second chapter. But maybe I can show it anyway and you'll like it.
I'm not quite sure how to handle the Margot Fenring situation yet. Most of you voted for Feyd and her not to get intimate with each other. Just have Feyd make a silly line like: "My Na-Baroness is waiting for me. I don't need someone like you." ??
(Mistakes have not yet been corrected yet, English is not my first language!)
Words: ca. 2k
Warnings for this part: Soft! Feyd (only to you!), Mention of rape, Mention of sexual act, Curse words(?), Mention of murder and killing
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Full chapter online. 🖤 Words around 15k (sorry)
His arm was firmly around your waist all the time. But you could tell that Feyd had little interest for the event. You had been here for about two hours now and you had exchanged a few words with more Harkonnen than he had. They really seemed to have respect for you, which relieved you greatly. Your fiancé put your hair aside in between so that the other men could see his mark on your neck, whenever they looked at you for too long. You didn't miss his behavior, but you didn't want to say anything about it now. Feyd's eyes kept returning to his uncle, who was also watching you both. You were partly uncomfortable being watched by him like that after he said those words about you. "He said here it’s fine. We get to spend time together here, so let's do this." You heard Feyd's voice. His grip briefly loosened from your waist to take your hand and place a pleasant kiss on your knuckles. "Let him be upset, it won't change anything." he continued.
But he paused when his eyes suddenly caught sight of his two, still living, pets. "Who invited them?" He growled. Your hand still in his, his grip now tighter, with anger. You looked over at the ladies, who had also put on nice clothes and were holding a glass of champagne or something similar. Their eyes were watching your every move. "Let's go!" Feyd growled angrily as he wondered if this was perhaps a bad move on his uncle's part. Had he already realized that he had murdered a lady? "No, it's not that bad." You tried to calm him down. "Don't let those women spoil your birthday, hm." You smiled and gently pulled him back to you. "I don't want them here!" he said furious. "Ignore them." You whispered reassuringly and stroked his arm. You rested your head on his shoulder and he automatically pressed a quick kiss to your hairline. But you noticed how his muscles suddenly tensed up completely. You looked up at him in surprise and waited for a reaction. You followed his gaze and spotted Vladimir again, his look so disgusted with you that it startled you. What was his problem?
Your eyes wandered back to your fiancé and his gaze was so hateful, like he was about to slaughter everyone in this room. "Feyd, come with me." You spoke softly and gently pulled him outside. When you were alone in a hallway, you stood in front of him and unclasped his wrist. "Feyd, what did the Baron say today when I left?" You asked him. You could hear the concern in your voice. The man you spoke to only looked at you for a few seconds. His eyes flicked over yours thoughtfully. He tried to concoct a believable lie in his head. "What do you mean?" He asked to gain time. "You know exactly what I mean!" You answer him. Calmly, but serious. "I realize that you two don't have a good relationship in the last weeks. But you've never done it the way you just looked at him. At least not in my presence." You explain to him.
Your arms crossed in front of your chest, avoiding his eyes, in fear of his answer. You felt uncomfortable in the presence of his uncle. "Listen..." He started after some seconds. He didn't want to lie at that moment. The truth would come out eventually anyway. He would keep his answer short but direct. "... he believes that women have nothing to say. Not even a baroness. They are really almost only there to provide a heir. But-" he paused for a moment as he looked at your startled face. "But I don't think so. I've thought like him all these years, but not since I met you. I want you to be in charge with me once he dies. I want more from you than just getting you pregnant. I want to have you by my side as my Baroness. And I already knew that when I was at your home for those three days. And that's why I came back here in the morning. To organize my thoughts and-" He interrupted himself, as you suddenly hugged him.
Feyd paused for a moment at your sudden action, before he also put his arms around your body. One hand slowly stroked your bare back, feeling your spine. But he stopped moving again when you spoke up. "I was so scared when I was told that a Harkonnen was my choice for a future husband. I was so scared when I heard your name. I was afraid the first time you stood before me and I somehow had to exchange words with you. Although my people were once allies of the Harkonnens. But that was so, so long ago." You felt him laugh for a moment. Oh yes, he knew that you had been afraid of him. It was almost funny how you tried to hide it. Funny to him, in a dark way. "And yet I quickly preferred you to... my other husband option." , you continued. Feyd hadn't known that, but because of his ego, he had been pretty sure you would choose him. Even though this decision was also in his hands. What a 'coincidence' that you had chosen each other. "I treated you badly the first week you arrived here, I know. It's because my uncle kept trying to convince me that a Baroness is worth nothing. And I didn't know what to do at first. But then I decided against his words! That's why he doesn't want us to see each other that often, and you know that!" With every word he said, his voice became more serious and angry. It seemed that Vladimir Harkonnens death was the only solution. Feyd would certainly not find this difficult, quite the opposite.
If you both were lucky, you'll spend half a day together once or twice a week. Mostly the nights, even if you only sleep tightly together. And you just realized that today, after about a month, was the first time you spent a whole day with your fiancé here on Giedi Prime. And that was 'only' because it was his birthday and his uncle was probably turning a blind eye today. From tomorrow, things would return to normal. You would maybe watch him train briefly, or just bump into him in the corridors a few times. You didn't talk then, the danger of Vladimir finding out was too great. Feyd usually stroked your arm or pressed a short kiss to your lips, cheek or forehead as you walked past. Sometimes he finished his training early to check on you in your chambers. To hug you at least once, to feel you somehow. If only for a few minutes. Actually, all this was supposed to change after the wedding, but only a few days ago you had talked about the fact that this might not have to be the case. As long as his uncle was in power, he could decide everything. Feyd had asked you more than once to sleep in his room with him last night.
But since you thought that the Baron would expect it anyway, because of Feyd's birthday, you had given in and agreed. You hadn't and probably wouldn't say it, but you had respect for the Baron. In an unpleasant way. Your relationship was actually okay, he didn't insult you or anything like that. At least not in words. You had had the feeling from the start that he didn't like you somewhere. But you couldn't explain why this was the case. Presumably because you didn't come from a special home? But then why had he considered you as a wife for his nephew?
You broke away from Feyd and the Harkonnen looked at you questioningly. You were almost dizzy from all the confusing thoughts. So many questions, and no answer (yet?). "Let's go back inside. Before they realize I stole you from your own party." You smiled to appear more cheerful again. He felt your hand take his and he intertwined his fingers with yours. "We'll stay for another hour or so, all right? And then you'll get your present first! I'm almost afraid I'll forget to give it to you." He laughed briefly at your statement and pressed a kiss to your temple as you re-entered the great hall. "Something to drink?" , a lady in front of you suddenly asked, holding a tray with various drinks in her hands. You reached for a water with ice cubes, Feyd opted for a slightly alcoholic drink. "Pregnant, Na-Boroness?" Your counterpart asked with a smile. You choked immediately and Feyd struggled to stifle a laugh. "No, no." You explained, still coughing slightly. "Not yet." Feyd added and briefly squeezed your hand. "I think the offspring will be beautiful when the time comes. Na-Baron, Na-Baroness." , she said as a goodbye. You were still a little perplexed. Was it just a joke because of your drink? Or did she think you were already intimate, even before the wedding. Or did she even know?
"Do I look pregnant?" , you asked the Harkonnen next to you. He thought the question was a joke at first, but he immediately realized from the look on your face that you were serious. "Have I put on weight?" , you asked further. "No, (y/n)! To be honest, I even have the feeling that you've lost some weight." Feyd explained to you. He quickly pulled you to a snack bar and took a chocolate between his fingers. "Here, I'm sure you'll like this." You tried to take the chocolate from his hand, but he pulled it back. Shaking your head but grinning, you opened your mouth and he placed the sweet chocolate on your tongue. Yes, it tasted good and you grabbed two more. "Have you eaten anything at all today?" , he asked rather sternly. You shook your head again. From all the negative feelings today, you didn't feel hungry at all. "But neither have you." you answered him. Feyd grinned again as you put the second chocolate between your teeth.
"You seem to have forgotten. But I had a good breakfast and nice snacks in between." You stopped chewing and looked at him with wide eyes. You didn't know whether the praline melted on your tongue because of your saliva or because of the heat that shot into your head at that moment. Satisfied, Feyd reached for a chocolate and chewed on it. "No. Sweet, but not as sweet as your nectar." Completely perplexed and ashamed, you stepped away from him. He looked after you for a moment, confused, knowing that he had left you speechless again. And he was proud to see your flushed face.
He watched as you stepped out onto the large balcony. Another Harkonnen also watched your movements, then looked questioningly at Feyd. A buddy of his. He walked up to the Na-Baron and asked what was wrong. "Everything's fine. Literally!" The Na-Baron winked and greeted him with a friendly handshake. "Are you sure? Your fiancée just had a very red head. Did something happen?" "Happened? Oh, a lot has happened today. And it's not the first time she's blushed today either." His buddy grinned understandingly. "Are you two getting on well? She makes a rather quiet impression." , he asked. Feyd thought about how to answer the question for a moment and looked at you, standing on the balcony and gazing into the night. "She's a warrior. She knows how to handle knives and swords. And she knows how to defend herself without weapons. Fortunately, she's not a spoiled little princess like my other choice I had. She may have a calm character, but she's fucking dark inside. Just what I need. Just what Giedi Prime needs... don't underestimate her." , warned your Na-Baron. Yes, a warning.
No one should offend you. He didn't even stop at the few friends he had. And he noticed it in Feyd's suddenly gloomy look. His eyes narrowed to a slit. "What do you think of me, Feyd?" , he asked sternly. "I haven't forgotten that you once asked me if you could borrow my whores. If you look at the Na-Baroness once, even for a second, with certain eyes, I will throw your head at her feet." Feyd growled.
What was wrong with him today? He hadn't felt this emotional for a long time. Whatever his emotional state. And he didn't know whether this was good or bad. The only thing he knew was that you had triggered feelings and emotions in him that he had never felt before. It was affection and well-being but also a kind of anger and hatred. He liked holding you in his arms or lying on your chest himself. Your gentle touches, like the kiss on his shoulder this morning. Something he had never thought about before, because he didn't know that these feelings even existed. He had always thought that something like 'love' was an extremely stupid fantasy. Stupid talk, from weak people. But ever since he knew you, something happened inside him. Especially today. And he was almost certain that it wasn't just because he had touched you sexually several times today.
"What did she gift you?" , his counterpart asked him. Feyd cleared his throat once to push his thoughts aside. "She'll give it to me later. If you mean something material." Feyd spoke casually, rather uninterestedly. Presents were irrelevant to him. "Material?" , his buddy asked. Feyd grinned perversely at him. "She's got a good body." , was his answer. Understanding, he punched the Na-Baron on the shoulder. "So that's where her reddish spots on her back come from?" "Not just there." Both men looked at you again briefly. "Is she good?" It echoed in Feyd's ears. "She... she's reserved. But the reason is understandable to me. Strictly speaking, we shouldn't even be intimate yet. But that doesn't bother us." He explained with dignity. "What, she's not blowing or what?" , the other asked in astonishment. Feyd shook his head emotionlessly. "No, not yet." , came out of his mouth just as emotionlessly. "Then she's boring." His soon-to-be former buddy laughed, Feyd growled menacingly at him. "I said the reasons are understandable! Didn't you listen to me?"
If looks could kill.
"She was ra- get out!" Feyd corrected himself. "Go on!" , he hissed and the other Harkonnen left the party. Shaking his head, Feyd also stepped onto the balcony, enjoying the cool air that caressed him. "My Baroness." He greeted you and put his hand in front of your lips to give you another chocolate. "Yeah, if this keeps up, I'm going to look pregnant." You jerked and felt the chocolate melting on your tongue. His blue eyes scrutinized you from top to bottom. 'Maybe I don't mind at all,' he thought. His hand rose and his fingers stroked your back again. Seeing his bites and hickeys. Oh yes, the guests knew that you were his property. Even now, before the wedding. The pleasant scent of your perfume reached his nose and he placed his lips on your neck. "You're... very affectionate today, Na-Baron." "Ah, and now in the evening, is that a problem, Na-Baroness (y/n) (y/l/n)?" He growled back jokingly. "No. Not at all, actually." He heard you whisper. His eyes looked up at you and he thought he felt your pulse as he reached for your hand. He kissed your neck again, directly on your wound.
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Ghostface | Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader.
a/n: Mini shot about Eddie that I made for a friend 💕 has context, maybe I'll upload it later.
Warnings: Mentions of murder, Ghostface!Eddie, a little smutty, blood.
Words: 596
A soft gasp escaped of your lips, a gasp that was soon accompanied by a tug on the hair at the nape of his neck.
"Eddie" you murmured close to his ear, pulling his head even closer to your neck, "I love you".
For a second Eddie remained static. He was aware that what was going on between the two of you was not right, it was something extremely immoral and cruel, the fact that Leo was dead because of him only made it worse. But he couldn't let that stop him, much less now.
He has made many mistakes in his life, so many that he couldn't even count them all because he has forgotten most of them. Of all those mistakes, this was the only one he would not regret. He would do anything to get an "I love you" from you, absolutely anything.
"Me too" he lightly squeezed your waist, licking your sensitive spot near your ear. A mean smile came across his face as he felt you writhing beneath him "I love you so much that sometimes I feel like I could go crazy".
He ran his hands down your hips, caressing every spot of your skin that might have peeked out from under your clothes. The kisses began to become messier, the touches no longer innocent, much less teasing; you seemed ready to accept him into your life, and he was ready to ruin it.
He ran his hand up your thighs, reaching up your skirt to touch the fabric of your underwear. For a second he thought he has stopped breathing.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He murmured, stopping all his movements to give his full attention to what you wanted to say.
"I'm absolutely sure" a warm smile made a flutter form in his stomach; he was in heaven itself.
He moves in to kiss her, slower this time, more passionately. His hand began to toy with the thin fabric covering your wet center. Teasing you in this way inevitably made him feel much more aroused than he thought he would ever be in this situation.
A high pitched moan came from your lips as he touched your center through the fabric. He was nervous, too nervous, he has never been with a girl before, he has no idea how he should be or how he should act.
"Tell me if you want me to stop" He pushed aside your underwear, brushing your center with his fingertips.
He kissed every bit of skin he could find, he moved his fingers to the spots he knew could cause your pleasure, he wanted your first time to be completely perfect and exciting for you, because this was about you, absolutely and totally about you.
"You are so beautiful" he whispered close to your chest, kissing and nibbling your collarbone "You are just fucking perfect".
He smiled as he felt your hand brush against his neck, pulling him into you tightly. She seemed almost as excited as he was, and he loved that.
"I promise I'll make you feel good" he bit your neck hard, tasting your blood. It tasted even better than he thought it would, "so good that you'll forget all the men you've been with in the past and only be able to think of me".
He licked his lips, tasting your blood and looking directly into your eyes. You looked like a mess, your hair was in disarray and your eyes seemed to be covered in a cloud of arousal. He was going to enjoy this.
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Living dolls
Toru x Taka
*There might be some mistakes in words or grammar, please forgive me. English is not my first language. I just write it for fun.
Warnings: None
Summary:
-"君は操り人形じゃなくて仆だけのものだったんだ。"
-"You are not a doll manipulated by anyone.You belong to me only."
Still accompanied by the fanatical screams of fans, Taka waved to the audience. Even with a microphone, he still shouted loudly, insisted on exhausting his physical strength, thanked the fans, and then followed other members back to the backstage.
"Ah, it's so hot, so hot. Where's the water?" While holding the clothes on his chest with his right hand to fan, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his left hand. The stuffy room was crowded with four members of the band and several staffs. The air was heated up. Taka raised his eyes and frowned, and he could see the shaky appearance of the sweat drops.
And Toru needed water too. He took the mineral water from the staff and drank it. After each live, his body lost water like a sponge after being squeezed. He didn't know that on the side, Taka, who was just talking to himself, was quietly looking at his side face. In ordinary times, Toru is sure to feel the strange feeling of his cheeks. People are always like this. The place they are staring at always feels a little strange, but their eyes just fall straight there. They want to get rid of and deceive themselves, but they can't deny this strong sense of existence. It's just like the love between Taka and Toru. But it looked like Taka's head was still immersed in the exciting stage. And because of this, Taka was able to look at it for a while, then slowly lower his head, which was full of the perfect side face of Toru.
Taka was thinking about it even while sitting in the car.
"Standing in front of me and doing that on purpose, what the hell was going on with him!" Taka leaned against the window and talked to himself. His forehead touched the cold glass according to the inertia and his body shook.
Outside the window. The flourishing city and the dim lights mixed up with each other.
"Don't you want to have a rest now Mori-chan?" Ryota knocked on the glass and asked.
"No I don't...I'll upload some videos I just took to Instagram."
Toru opened the instagram secretly.
"Well, well, I thought someone would have a rest with me... Hey, Tomoya fell asleep first. I'm offline."
The conversation stopped stopped suddenly.All of a sudden, Taka's mobile phone received a message:
"Won't you send instagram?"
That guy sent it.
Taka felt a little dizzy, many spots appeared in front of him and suddenly disappeared. When his mind came back, Toru had already sat next to him.
"Toru..."
"Yes."
The bassist and the drummer were enjoying their dreams, while Taka and Toru were sitting side by side, slowly feeling the condensation of time.
Taka didn't know what to say now. Whether something like:"You worked hard today..."or"Hey, would you like something to eat later?" They all seemed a little stiff.
"Instagram." Toru's sudden voice made Taka shook.
"?"
"... you aren't going to send it?"
"Yes...I'll send it... But before that," Taka held the right hand of Toru, "stay with me for a while."
"Doing things unexpectedly really can make someone annoyed." They entwined their fingers with each other and they both thought like this. Toru turned his head and kissed the kitten gently on the forehead.
"Okay."
He's always so silent.Taka recalled the day when they first started dating, Toru was just like this. He didn't talk on the surface, which made Taka think that this person didn't love him. "If I hadn't met my favorite guitarist, I don't even know where to live. " Taka thought about this when he turned his face to Toru.
"I love you." Taka said so.
"Yes." Toru replied.
"You just say 'Yes', do you love me or not?!"
"Love."
"Is it difficult for you to say a few more words???" Toru had no choice but to endure the complaints without anger. Then he twisted the panting Taka and kissed him. It is a kiss which was made of 50% possessive and 50% care. This made Taka blushed. Only the right hand wanted to pushed Toru's chest away, but the little vocalist who has just been alive on the stage would no longer waste his energy when he saw that the situation has been settled.
The lips were close to each other, the lingering love filled up their minds and hearts.The tongue broke through the gate and tasted the delicious dessert carefully.Toru unconsciously put his hand at the back of Taka's head to shorten the distance between them. They savored each other slowly, and it seemed to have a sparkle between them. It's too close to take a look at the attractive eyelashes of Taka, the person in Toru's arms.
Until the oxygen was run out of, the silver silk fell into the abyss.
These were all unbeknown.
"Don't kiss me without saying a word!"
"Sorry."
"Don't apologize!"
"Keep your voice down, or else they will hear us."
These were all unbeknown.
"Just pick a good time to tell Ryota and Tomoya." Taka and Toru leaned against each other with such thoughts. The car wheels were still rolling and time didn't stop.
"I'm so tired." Taka murmured in a weak voice, "I was thinking that, if I didn't meet you, what am I doing now? Ah, maybe I died somewhere people don't even know. But since I became famous, like now, I'm so tired."
Toru gently stroked Taka's face which had some thin sweat on it. He felt like he was comforting a little kitten, although he knew it was strange to think about this now.
"Lean on me and sleep."
"I can't sleep now."
"Calm down, I know all of this, so just take a good nap and I'll call you up when we get to our destination."
-"君は操り人形じゃなくて仆だけのものだったんだ。"
-"You are not a doll manipulated by anyone.You belong to me only."
Toru suddenly thought of this lyrics, which he created by himself.
"Good night, remember to call me up."
"Good night."
Another kiss fell on their lips.
Fin.
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The long-awaited Season 6
So far, I've only been chewing appetizers… but now it's time to eat the main dish
Honestly, I'm not sure how long the post will be. The original plan was to post 6-ticket-stories every day, but then it'll be too often I guess? But I'm sure 30 photos would be insufficient to upload one chapter at once. Well I'll get a feel for it to some extent if I taste a bit
With all that said, I'll start the real meal
Zeus Brundle Ch1 [1~6]
The story begins with some kind of fairy tale. Feels like unicorn picture book in Season 3
Summary: There was a princess and a prince with a Romeo and Juliet vibe in the Kingdom of Daylight and the Kingdom of Nighttime
The Prince: I'll marry your daughter
The King of Daylight: if you navigate the labyrinth
The Prince: Let's fucking gooo
But there was no exit in the labyrinth so the prince wandered around there for eternity (this is why you should take a thread)
And the keyword "labyrinth" appeared
Seems like it's one of the very important keywords… By the way, come to think of it, from what I remember of the character introduction, Luci was trapped in the labyrinth
wait
WHAT
I feel like I noticed something that I shouldn't
2 years later!
Liz Hart, who has successfully escaped her provisional student status, is now a full-fledged wizard!
As if becoming a full-fledged wizard wasn't enough, she is said to be the top in the class
Well, they say that all of Season 6 comrades are outstanding guys, so it's better to give her an upgrade so she can get along with them easily! Besides, I'm sick of making mistakes and turning on that certain BGM now
But what about Eli? Was he pushed out to the second or what
And the keyword "Night Class" appeared
I didn't get the concept of this, honestly I thought it was literally a night school
And the bombshell dropped
you said dark magic is forbidden
you said dark magic is fucking forbidden and the caster will be severely punished
what
why were the one starting with A and the one starting with K punished then
but thinking about it, A is charged with attempted unicorn murder, and K is charged with forbidden summons
the result will be the same anyway
dammit
And another bombshell dropped
the Headmaster was… changed?
Headmaster Randolph was… gone?
Then who'll guard the Tower of Sorrow? Will Professor Schuyler guard the tower alone? Or the brand-new Headmaster?
this is a real cataclysm omg
Anyway, those Night Class dudes have finally revealed themselves to the world, but Liz only spotted familiar faces the next day.
oh it's Eli
If those deals with dark magic, then only a select few can belong to it… But I can't help but feel like it's an excessive emphasis on new characters. If that was the intention, it can be considered a success though
Then Professor Schuyler appeared. He said that the Headmaster had summoned Liz, so she headed to the office.
The Emperor Toujou
He appeared after being renovated to commemorate Season 6. But every time I see his fedora, a certain image comes to mind and it's ruining my brain
Anyway, Klaus said that the academy asked him for help with a magical tool invented by his grandfather, so he was sent here on the Ministry's behalf. (Is this foreshadowing? Or just a MacGuffin)
~A normal Klaus moment~
I sometimes admire this guy's cliched ドS traits
And she arrived!
Liz had always visited this place as a provisional student, but now she visited it as an official student. This is a bit touching
Will Liz finally meet her new Headmaster?
What kind of conversation will they have?
And I used up all my tickets
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troublemaker
― dancer youtubers!lee heeseung x gn!dance major!reader
sparks fly when the top two dancers on youtube collab!
genre: slow-burn fluff, s2l
wc: 3.9k (omg i'm sorry) + 2 twitter pics
warnings: probably some wrong dance terminology, slightly suggestive (the dance is just 😳), short timeskip, it's cheesy please bear with me
part of my youtuber enhypen series, the fifth upload! feel free to read on its own~
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you finish off your last move with your arms wide open, your chest heaving up and down from lack of breath. smiling nevertheless, you know you absolutely love the feeling of getting your breath taken away after dancing because you know it meant you did your best. you walk towards the camera lens and peek at the comments through your open laptop.
"did you all enjoy that?" you ask breathlessly grinning. the flooding comments are filled with compliments from your cover of nct u's boss. however, one comment, in particular, caught your eye as others seemed to reply to it.
heeseung ✔ 2s ago
wow that was amazing do you wanna do a collab sometime? 😊
line break insurance you've failed me 5x already
your eyes widen as you let out a gasp. "is that the lee heeseung?" you accidentally say out loud. you wince at the realization of your mistake. the comments are both praising you for your success in getting noticed by the other top dancer on youtuber and relating to your remark.
heeseung ✔ 3s ago
haha yes it's me dm me if you want to hear more about it 🤍
"oh wow... this is really cool..." you state before blinking to get you out of your stupor. "well everyone, that's going to be all for y/n's motion of dance today! thank you so much for tuning in, love you!"
you wave goodbye for a few more moments and then shut off the broadcast, closing your laptop as soon as you do. you blink twice and suddenly let out a scream.
you stop with a gasp and cover your mouth with your hands because you cannot believe you forgot that your dance studio isn't the most soundproof of places. "sorry, other dance students..." you whisper to them but more for yourself.
taking a look around your escape, your passion, you can't believe you've made it to where you are, being praised as one of the top dancers on such a vast social media platform like youtube. if anything, you guess it runs in your family, after all, you are related to choi yeonjun, who is considered 4th gen's it boy.
though people were skeptical of you at first when you came on the youtube scene as a dancer after your older brother started taking more to modeling and acting, you quickly proved them wrong by showing them your talent and bloomed from then on. of course, you can't forget to mention the person who skyrocketed just around the same time as you.
and that was the aforementioned lee heeseung. you sigh as you finish packing up your clothes and things to head back to your dorm, glancing out the window to see the sun beginning to set. it seems today was a rare early finish for you.
"i could go for a coffee... i need to finish my classics essay anyway," you mumble to yourself, throwing your bag over your shoulder before hitting the showers and changing into a more casual set of clothes. the finishing touch is a baseball cap that sits snug on your head. tightening the strap on the back and grabbing your backpack and dance bag, you finally take your leave of your beloved dance studio and return the key on the way out. fresh air meets your face, allowing you to take a whiff of the cherry blossoms that have been blooming for a month or so as you make your way to the campus café.
ding ding, the coffee shop's calm doorbell welcomes you as your nose is hit by the sweet smells of freshly ground coffee beans. "welcome!" one of the servers calls at the counter, smiling at your figure that walks closer to order. "what can i get you?"
"hi, may i have..." you scan the menu quickly for a familiar drink. "a honey cinnamon iced latte please?"
"of course, name please?"
"choi y/n," you reply.
if they recognize you, they don't make any notion of it, simply scribbling your name on the plastic cup as you make your payment. you're grateful for the normal interaction and the peacefulness of the café, especially after a surprising stream. "i'll call you when your order's ready, choi y/n-ssi," they inform you with a warm grin.
"thank you," you smile back before going to find a seat. spotting a relatively private area close by with only a pair of boys sitting at the booth, you decide to take the booth two spaces away from them. one boy, you notice, sits taller than the other, but his face is covered by a baseball cap. the other looks like a freshman, his cheeks accentuated by a pair of deep dimples.
as you take your seat, you can't help but think the boy with dimples looks rather familiar but can't seem to place your finger on it. shrugging, you simply begin preparing to write your essay by taking out your laptop and notes from your classics ge. the moment you finish is when you hear your name being called.
"choi y/n-ssi, your honey cinnamon iced latte," the server's voice calls. on your way to receive your awaiting drink, you can finally hear the voices of the two boys sitting two booths down from you.
"did your crush just say choi y/n?" the one with the hat says.
'yes, that's me,' you think to yourself nonchalantly.
"weren't you just watching their stream, heeseung hyung?" another voice says as you pick up your latte and thank the server.
wait, heeseung? as in lee heeseung? it's when you turn around with your drink in hand that you notice the two males looking straight at you. now you're able to make out the features of the boy with the cap, and there's no mistaking it.
"lee heeseung?" you mutter out loud at the same time he speaks out yours.
well, maybe that wasn't what you were expecting today, but hey, life is full of surprises, even if they are one after the other for you. after that unexpected encounter, you and heeseung acquainted yourselves, he invited you to sit with them, and now you're sitting at their table, awkwardly sipping on your latte.
"right, so should i leave?" the other boy, who you found out is studytuber and vlogger yang jungwon (which is why he looked familiar to you), blurts out. you chuckle as heeseung shakes his shoulder lightly. "what? you two clearly have to talk about something, i need to study."
"yea, yea, lover boy. make sure you say bye to your crush on the way out," the male dancer teases, causing the younger one to turn bright red.
"don't call me that, hyung," he mutters before picking up his bag and leaving the booth. sure enough, you watch as jungwon passes by the counter and erupts into a nervous mess the moment the server beams at him.
"ah... so he likes them?" you think out loud.
"yup, it's been almost four months now. i'm the reason he even knows this cafe and that server exists," heeseung mentions, making you nod courteously. he turns his attention back to you with his hand placed under his chin. "but their relationship is besides the point. let's talk about us."
"d-did you have to put it that way?" the forwardness catches you off-guard, and you suddenly have a harder time swallowing a sip of your coffee.
"sorry," he says with a teasing smile. "i just think the collab i mentioned would be good for both of us, and it'll be really fun too."
"i agree, people who like you will come to me and vice versa," you nod. "but do you know what we would be dancing to?"
"so does that mean you're in?" he asks, smile starting to grow on his face. wordlessly, you roll your eyes and hold out your hand for him to shake. that's when his full smile comes out, causing your cheeks to heat up as you think about how much more handsome it makes him look. taking your hand, heeseung shakes it with his vigorously. "alright, dance partner, we have a deal."
after much deliberation and research, the two of you finally agree on troublemaker by the duo hyuna and hyunseung. heeseung suggested this song, stating that he always wanted to do the choreo with somebody and that it's destiny that both males have a name that starts with h and ends with seung. quite frankly, it's not like you could find much anyway, besides some cool music bank mc stages, it is cool that troublemaker was originally an opposite-gender duo in the korean entertainment industry.
the choreography however is an entirely different story. at many points, hyuna's body is touched by hyunseung and vice versa, but if they can do it and stay professional, then you believe you can too. besides, dancing will always be just dancing. heeseung also assures you that if you want, the two of you can just have your hands hovering, which makes you feel relieved to have an understanding partner.
hours pass by, and you and heeseung decide to meet at your usual dance studio daily after all your classes, which wasn't hard because he also frequented the same one.
"i still can't believe we attend the same university," you say aloud as the both of you pack up your laptops and supplies.
"i know right, you would think one of us would recognize the dance studio we go to 24/7, right?" he laughs. "although, i've seen you use a different one sometimes."
"do you really watch my covers and streams often?" you ask baffled. he and you wave the workers goodbye and make your way to the brisk evening air waiting outside as the staff sends you off.
"i do, is that so hard to believe?"
"a little," you reply sheepishly.
"well, let me walk you to your dorm and prove to you how much of a choi y/n stan i am," he boasts, and you let yourself laugh freely as you walk beside him to your destination.
it's strange, knowing a famous youtuber you watched also knew and followed you, but then again, you're not exactly nobody either. when heeseung drops you off, he admits that he actually lives a few floors above you and that you two can walk home together after each rehearsal. it's even stranger, knowing a famous youtuber literally has been on your campus, in the same dorm building as you, and this whole time, the two of you have both been clueless as to the other's existence as an ordinary college student.
speaking of which, he can't be a dance major, right? otherwise, you would've already seen him! these thoughts keep you tossing and turning to the point you don't register when you fell asleep. when you wake up, you feel as if you didn't get any sleep at all, but get up and ready nevertheless, going through another regular day as a dance major.
by the time your classes are over, you walk out of the studio yawning about to stop by your dorm to freshen up and maybe fit in a nap. you're holding a hand over your mouth mid-yawn when a voice starts talking to you.
"good thing i stopped by to get coffee." you open your eyes and close your mouth to see lee heeseung holding two cups of coffee. he's dressed in an oversized white shirt and grey sweatpants, a common dance practice outfit, so why is your heart skipping so many beats. "yo, choi y/n."
"heeseung," you say, still shocked. he hands you the coffee, which is actually the same flavor you got yesterday. "thanks."
"no problem," he replies coolly. "maybe we should take a break before we get to it?"
"i'll be fine, how about we can start watching the choreo?"
"they're always ready to dance," he nods with an impressed smile. "as expected of a dance major."
the two of you walk inside and book a studio for a few hours as you raise an eyebrow at him. "wait, what major are you?"
"music production."
"that makes so much sense!" you say relieved, stepping into the studio room for the umpteenth time. "i was racking my brains wondering what major you were."
"so the famous choi y/n is curious about me?" he smirks. you groan and facepalm in response. "i'm kidding, i'm kidding. let's watch the video on my tablet?"
nodding, the two of you watch carefully, eyes glued to the screen at your respective roles. you hold your breath at some touchy parts but also notice that both idols were able to shine in their solos.
"a few tweaks here and there, and it'll be perfect," heeseung comments once the video is over. "but let's go over some boundaries, yeah? let me know what you're comfortable with and what you're not."
"right," you agree, once again relieved to have such a safe and understanding partner like him. "well, i think i'm okay with you touching my arms, shoulders, and hips like hyunseung did to hyuna. i just need some time to get used to it."
"alright, that sounds good," he says nodding with a hand under his chin. "then for today, i'll just hover my hands over the places they need to be."
"what a gentleman," you tease.
he rolls his eyes playfully at you. "let's start marking."
and so that's what the two of you start on. with the video on the tablet, you go through the motions with the speed lowered, eventually picking up more moves until you're able to follow at the normal speed. as expected of the top two dancers on youtube, the two of you are quick on observing and learning the dance and get done with basic marking within 20 minutes or so.
after marking, you take a quick water break to watch the video again in full detail, officially beginning your first real practice. as promised, throughout the entirety of marking, heeseung has kept his hands to himself, but you've become comfortable enough to have him do a little more.
before you start practicing for real, you decide to speak with him. "hee," you call him as he puts down his water bottle.
"hm?" he confirms that you have his attention, looking up with his large doe-like eyes while wiping his mouth off from some excess water.
"uhm.." you fidget with your top a little before mustering up some courage. "you can do light touches now for the choreo."
"really? are you sure?" you nod at his question, causing him to come up to you and ruffle your hair lightly. you bat his hands away with a pout, smoothing out the mess he made as he laughs at you. "that's great, y/n," he says with a bright smile, unknowingly making your heart beat a little faster as you nod again. in your head, you rush to cover up the physical reaction with an excuse that it's just from the amount of exercise you've done.
the two of you stand in front of the mirror, ready to go. before the music starts, heeseung turns to you and says, "just let me know if i make you uncomfortable at all."
"i'll be fine," you reassure him with a small smile. that's when the song begins, and the sparks start to fly. every move flowed like water, yet every touch between the two of you was like electricity as if the two elements were working together instead of fighting. even though the touches are light, they still put chills up your spine, in a way that you can only describe with the phrase "meant to happen."
was fate moving its course to put this match together, or were you imagining it? you're not sure, but you grin while catching your breath once the first practice is over. falling to the floor softly, you sit with your hands splayed behind you and let out a relieved sigh. "ahh... dancing is so... great!"
heeseung chuckles at your reaction and offers a hand to get you up. "i'm glad you think that because we got a lot more practice ahead of us, partner."
"yup!" you say with a widening smile. the moment you took his hand, you felt an electric jolt that almost made you let go. getting up, you shake it off and barely catch the expression on your dance partner's face. "is something the matter?"
he blinks a bit before he's shaking his head with that charming smirk of his. "nope! let's practice!"
practice, practice, practice. that's how the next few hours go. and just like the day before, heeseung walks you to your dorm building, this time the conversation about how excited the two of you are for the recording.
that's basically how the next four or so days go, now that heeseung came into your life. your daily routine of wake up, eat, class, dance, repeat was shaken by him, because now he was a part of it. it's an indescribable feeling, hanging out with him. the best word, or phrase actually, is the same one you used while dancing with him: meant to be.
so when you finally get to the day of recording, you almost don't want it to end. at least, that's what you're telling your best friend and makeup artist, kim sunoo.
"friend, you're telling me that you and this guy have been following along to..." he tells you to look up as he curls your eyelashes. "a dance like that for four days and you've been getting shocks this whole time?"
"i mean, yeah?"
"y/n, i love you, but you're missing a little something, aren't you?"
"wha-!?"
"pucker up, sweetie, we're making your lips look kissable," sunoo commands. you do an eye-roll but do as he says. "if you don't ask him out or do something by the end of this, you can at least kiss your best shot at a boyfriend goodbye with luscious lips."
he finishes applying the color and asks you to rub your lips together and make that pop sound. "perfect," your best friend compliments. "go out there and get your mans."
"thank you, sunoo!" you say, gazing at your reflection in the mirror and loving the way he accentuated your features. "by the way, you're all talk. you should ask your celebrity crush out when they appear on your channel."
"i'll get there when i get there!" he whines and starts pushing you out of his dorm room. "just go get 'em, tiger."
with that, you make your way to the dance studio where heeseung is waiting for you, dressed in hyunseung's iconic suit with the leopard-patterned blazer. your heart quickens, seeing how much more handsome he looks dressed up, hair slicked back and some makeup done. he looks up upon hearing the door open and his mouth slightly hangs open as well.
the both of you are silent as you approach him, in your equally bedazzling outfit, sheer to mimic hyuna's stage dress. "you look amazing," the two of you say at the same time. stunned at the simultaneous sentence, you two immediately start guffawing at how this was unlike your usual interactions.
"that was so awkward!" you blurt out, unable to contain your laughter.
"yea, not like us at all," he admits while he wipes a stray tear from laughing too hard away. smiling at each other, you admire the way his eyes reflect your image and sparkle. "you ready to get this show on the road."
"ready as i'll ever be." the two of you get into your positions on the opposite ends of the room, and heeseung starts the camera and the music soon after. you take each step slowly to meet him in the middle as he takes your hand and brings it up to his lips to give it a kiss while smirking. you keep your face professional as the two of you take a few steps forward, the back of his fingers curled over the front of yours.
starting back-to-back, you walk forward a bit before the beat drops and heeseung's part begins. you're on autopilot as you dance your fingers from his chest to his shoulders, and then the chorus comes. hips swaying, you're able to feel his hands' light taps on your body as the two of you lose yourself to the music you've danced to hundreds of times this week.
then, it's your killing part as you lipsync hyuna's rap and take bold steps around heeseung's body, ending up behind him to bring your hands over his shoulders and make a scratching movement across his chest. you step towards his side, do your thing, and walk away as if playing hard to get.
you wait for his part during the bridge and make a side glance towards him before moving towards him and performing the hip-heavy part of the chorus together. your partner moves his face up along your arm, taking it in like you're a statue. you then act like you brush him away when heeseung gets close enough. after this second chorus, you're leaving him to do his big solo, watching carefully as he makes his every move precise and crisp yet flow well.
it's the last chorus now, and this time, you can't take your eyes off each other as you finally face one another. you stay drowning in his shades of brown without a single misstep until you have to walk away from him. you wait for him to come towards you, back slightly turned away as he jaunts forward, making his way to be captured by your hand behind his neck.
the last breath of the song is the one where you're supposed to turn your head away as his own chases yours, but this time, you brave forward and lean in close. the music fades away, but all you hear is his breathing, feeling it against your own.
you stay like this, ensnared in each other's arms, forgetting about everything except the person wrapped close to you as you feel his every breath against your lips and every inhale and exhale under your hand. he searches your eyes, looking for some kind of sign. "do you mind if i—"
that was all you needed before you're pressing your lips against his. it only takes seconds for him to kiss you back, moving his hands from their previous position on your hips to hold your face. becoming breathless from dancing was one thing, becoming breathless from kissing heeseung was another thing entirely, it was in a league of its own you note as you pull away and rest your forehead on his.
"we'll have to edit that out," you say after what seemed like ages of taking each other in while chuckling.
"i have a better idea than editing."
"oh, and what's that, handsome?"
"look at you getting all bold, troublemaker," heeseung replies with that smile of his. he shakes his head, moving away from you and taking your hand in his. "how about we go on our first official date as youtube's top dancer couple?"
"that does sound like a better idea," you agree, your own smile widening.
"then let's make it happen, sweetheart."
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a/n: wow this was a long one!! i'm not sure if i detailed all the movements well, but i hope you all enjoyed it nevertheless <3
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Cigarette Daydreams - JJ Maybank x female reader
Description: this imagine is based on the song ‘cigarette daydreams’ by Cage the Elephant.
warnings: swearing, violence is you squint, trigger warning it can get a bit graphic. This imagine can be very sad please read with caution.
Word Count: 1,434
PLEASE DO NOT USE MY WORK FOR ANYTHING THIS IS MINE AND YOU DON”T HAVE PERMISSION TO UPLOAD IT ANYWHERE ELSE.
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Funny how it seems like yesterday as i recall, you were looking out of place.
Something was off with JJ. Normally when we were all hanging out as a group he was constantly touching me. If it was him leaning against me while i played with his hair or even just as simple as having his hand in mine. But, today he was next to me but it was like he wasn’t here. His replies were monotone, his hands never left the beer bottle or cigarette. He didn’t even look at me for longer than 2 seconds.
It was like he was a stranger, when he did reply it would all get awkward. “Hey baby, wanna go get some more beers with me?” he shrugged and got up. Walked ahead of me, something he only ever did when we argued. Any other time he was right next to me, holding my hand or his arm wrapped around me.
We walked inside the chateau's kitchen area and he grabbed the fridge door, “Jay, what’s wrong” again he shrugged. “JJ! what is wrong, words please”
“Can’t i just have a off day damn, not everyone is fucking perfect Y/n!” I scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he threw one of the beer bottles at the wall behind me. I never ducked so fast in my life. “I mean I’m fucking sick of you expecting me to be someone I'm not. Well I hate to break it to you but I have fucking negative feeling. I have off days more than I have happy days, but for you I try and hide it. I’m suck of it! I’m not perfect and I hate to break it to you but neither are you!” I felt tears in my eyes but momma didn’t raise no bitch.
“Who the fuck told you to be perfect? and when did I say I was? I practically beg you to tell me when something is wrong, but no. JJ Maybank has to put on the tough guy act and pretend like you do shit for me? No JJ you act this because you’re terrified of the truth.” If anyone walked into this room right now the pure anger radiating off JJ and I would of sent them right back outside. “And what’s that Y/n, what’s the truth?”
“That the big and bad JJ Maybank is actually a broken teenage boy.” he had a sick laugh leave his mouth. “Fuck you Y/n Y/l/n, fuck you. You need to leave because if this keeps going like this I'll do something we ‘ll both regret.”
The color drained from my face and I think he even surprised himself. “You... you would hit me?” his hands ran through his hair pulling as the roots. “Like I said, I'm fucked up. I’m not perfect.” “I’m not either but I still would never put my hands on you.”
He quickly walked up to me hands still in his hair. I felt fear cursing through my veins but I wouldn’t show him that. “Do it JJ, show me that your no better than the very man you’re scared to be like.” granted what I said was fucked up but it made him realize what he was doing. He didn’t respond he just looked at me with regret in his eyes. I grabbed my bag that was on the counter and walked back out the door. “Call me when you figure your shit out. I’ll be here when you’re ready to talk about whatever is worth threatening your girlfriend.”
That last line caused him more pain than any hit he’s ever taken.
Gathered up your things and slipped away...
JJ broke down the second she walked away. Thousands of thoughts was running through his mind. ‘I was gonna hurt her’ ‘she hates me’ ‘I ruined everything’ he looked at the wall and saw the wet stains from the beer and followed it the dripping stains and saw the broken glass. ‘that could of hit her.’ ‘I could of caused the person I love the most physical pain’ ‘I caused her emotional pain’
Y/n walked out the chateau and immediately grabbed her skateboard off the porch and went home without an explanation. She texted Kiera telling her she started to feel sick and needed to go home. She got home about 15 minutes later, and immediately went in her room to get my stuff together and shower.
She thought about all the things that went down and what could of gone down. She loved JJ with her whole heart and wasn’t ready to let him go but if she had to worry that every time they fought, he would hit her.
Cigarette
Whenever she got out the shower she checked her phone and had 3 missed calls from Kiera, 1 from pope, missed texts from John B and 10 missed calls, 7 missed texts from JJ. Deciding to text John B back first.
hey, are you okay? JJ is really scared since you didn’t answer anyone’s calls
no pressure but please just at least read these so we know you’re okay
switching over to JJ’s texts she read
Baby i’m so sorry
please baby, i need to know you’re okay
i know i fucked up
i just need to know you’re safe
please y/n i love you
you are by far the greatest thing to ever happen to me, i lied y/n. you are perfect in my eyes your couldn’t be more perfect. You’re perfect for me. I would never put my hands on you.
baby please just answer the phone
JJ was freaking the fuck out. It was 2 two in the morning and you rode home on you’re skateboard. “Please answer you’re fucking phone baby, if you don’t call in the next 10 minutes I'm coming to your house.”
Daydream
Y/n texted never answered their text . She actually didn’t even go home that night. That’s what JJ imagined happened when she left that night. He was worried sick though he stayed up all night thinking you were just asleep or mad. That was all until six o’clock the next day he got a phone call that will play in his head forever.
His whole world collapsed, you didn’t make it home that night. You didn’t even make is a mile away from the chateau before a group of drunk kook’s went on a joyride and didn’t see the teenage girl riding her skateboard and texting her friend back.
The bastards didn’t even get out and check on you, they drove away as fast as they could. You were there all night and it wasn’t until a guilty conscience ridden teenage boy went to the same spot to make sure you were gone but when he got there he saw your lifeless body. He immediately called 911, hoping there's was a chance they could save you.
JJ destroyed everything in site. John B didn’t even stop him, he understood. Kiera and Sarah was with your mom while she cried in your room. Pope was staring at the wall at the chateau.
“She died thinking I hated her! She fucking died! She promised me forever than she fucking dies.” JJ needed a hug from you and that was impossible. “JJ you can’t be mad at her because she passed away” pope made the mistake of saying mid breakdown for JJ. “No Pope she didn’t just pass away, some piece of shit kook’s took her away. They didn’t even have the decency to call for help until the next fucking day. She could still be alive, it was up the fucking road and I didn’t know. I could of saved her!”
JJ’s world was over, you were far too young to not be alive. You had so much life to live, you wanted to go to college, you wanted to get married, live somewhere with snow, have kids and 2 dogs. JJ wanted to give you all that but now he can’t.
He walked into the room he stayed in at John B’s and was immediately met with the picture frame you gave him for your two year anniversary. It held two pictures, one from when you first got together. It was you two on the beach during one of the many keggers y’all attended together. He arm wrapped around your waist while you hugged his. The other one was you two on John B’s boat, you sitting on the boat floor and his back against your chest, the biggest smile plastered on his face as you looked at him with pure love and admiration. He saw the tears hit the picture frame.
“You were only seventeen”
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A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Lucky in love. March 15 - In The Cards.
WORDS: 1458
WARNINGS: talking about sex
PAIRING: Bucky Barnes x reader (eventually) {Soulmates AU}
DISCLAIMERS: Endgame happened, but only Thanos and his peasants died. English isn´t my first language so sorry for mistakes.
Moi, Rai and Parca are genderless & are using they/their pronouns.
This is soulmates au. When you get tattoo, your soulmate gets it as well on same spot. It glows when you touch.
This is multi-chapter story. 9/19
I took a bath with robo fishes (cuz I'm 5 😅) and got ideas 🤯
Pic from here (I had to 🤤)
Divider by @rainbowkisses31
Bucky had no idea why you screamed at him. Why were you angry? He did nothing. He wasn't happy you were dating Declan, but he was sure it wasn't his fault that your date went bad. He could hear you crying in your bedroom but was afraid to go there. What he would say to you anyway?
He was waiting for his bacon to be done when smiling Sam ran to him. „Look Buck, look!” He turned around and Bucky just now realized he didn't have a t-shirt. Then small white tattoo caught his eyes. „You got yourself a tattoo?” „No man, it appeared during night! Here, take a pic of it so I can send it on soulmates page.” „Take a what?” Sam gave him his phone. „Press that white button and take nice picture. C'mon man, it's not that hard.” Bucky rolled his eyes. „Fine, I'll do it but don't call me Buck. Only Steve can do it.” „Yeah, yeah. Hurry up.” Bucky clumsily took pic. Sam said his thanks and ran to his bedroom.
Bucky turned to his breakfast in the pan only to be interrupted by Steve and Natasha. Both laughing and clinging to each other. He tried to ignore them. „Good morning Buck.” said Steve, making coffee. „Hi.” he mumbled. „Do you know why was Sam so happy?” „He found out he has a soulmate. Got a tattoo.” Steve stopped in midway of mixing his coffee and looked at his friend. „Really? That's great! How does it look like?” „Bird.” „Like a falcon?” Natasha asked. „Don´t know. Don’t care.” Bucky took his plate and cup and walked away from the kissing couple. Before he walked into his room he saw Y/N going out of her room. She looked tired, oversize t-shirt on, pale face and unkempt hair. He wanted to hug her, but she totally surprised him when she said good morning to him with small smile as she was passing him. „Hi.” he replied. He watched her until she turned behind the corner.
After your breakfast you changed and ran to Sam´s room when he screamed. „What's the problem?” He hugged you and turned around with you. „Absolutely nothing. I just have a date with my soulmate!” You were watching him in shock. „How?” „It happened last night.” „Can I see it?” He lifted his t-shirt and turned his back to you. „It´s beautiful.” „I know, right? Now I have to get ready.” „I'm leaving anyway.” „Going to make things right with Declan?” You blushed. „Maybe.” „Good luck.” „You too.”
It took you fifteen minutes to get into cafe where Declan was waiting for you with two coffees. You said awkward hellos and sat down. „I'm glad you said yes to meeting me.” „Sure.” „Look, I know that our last date wasn't good and I´m sorry I made you feel guilty. But I have my fair share on that night too.” „Because you … .” „Yeah.” You nodded. „It happens sometimes.” „I know. Mine was from different reason.” He pulled out his phone and showed you picture of beautiful butterfly tattoo. „You found your soulmate?” You felt small pang of jealousy. „Uhhm.” His face was red now. „Actually it happened when we had sex. That's why I … you know. It was shock for my body. When you left I went to shower and found it.” „That's amazing.” You smiled through pain. „Do you know who they are?” „No. I uploaded it only this morning. No answer yet.” In that moment his phone vibrated. He read the message and his expression changed. „Her name is Vanessa.” he said to you with beaming smile. „Is it ok with you if I write to her now?” „Go ahead.” He quickly wrote something and then turned his attention back to you. „And what about you?” „What about me?” „Did you speak to Bucky?” „No. Nobody knows what happened.” „What if he's the one you are looking for?” „I doubt it.” „Why?” „I got my memories about him back thanks to you and our accident.” „Wau! It´s good, isn´t it?” „Kinda. We were not that good friends. Mostly pulled pranks on each other.” „But you have to feel something more for him when our sex brought memories back.” „Even if, it can´t work.” „Why?” „Because he's idiot! Always in my face, thinking he's batter than me, showing off his skills and other stuff. He makes me so angry sometimes.” „My mom would sit you in same room until you would figure it out. You should try it.” „Not gonna happen.” „I forgot how stubborn you are.” You both laughed. „We almost kissed twice.” you whispered. „And my besties think we would be nice couple.” Declan finished his coffee and looked you in the eyes. „And you still underestimate it? You are crazy.” „I don’t think he wants someone like me anyway.” „Just don’t be surprised if one day you both will have same tattoo.” he smirked. „I have to go now. I´m happy you let me explain that night to you. At least we know it wasn't our fault.” „Yop. Good to know.” „Oh, I almost forgot. Got your coat.” „Thanks.” You said your goodbyes and you went back home with smile on your face.
You knocked on Bucky's door. He opened after moment. „Can I come in?” you asked nervously. „Sure.” He let you in and you sat on his bed. „What's up?” „I want to apologize to you. I shouldn’t scream at you last night. You did nothing wrong.” „I knew it. Did Declan something to you?” „No. But something happened and I have my memories about you back.” You smiled at him. „Really? That's great!” He was more excited than you expected. „I'm sorry it took my so long.” „Don´t worry doll. It´s not important now.” He hugged you and lightly kissed top of your head. You didn't even noticed. „Does it mean I can pull pranks at you again?” „Don´t you dare!” You pushed him away. „Be ready. We are starting tomorrow!” „Fuck you Borky!” You left his bedroom, laughing. „I would rather fuck you doll.” he said to himself.
Steve was cooking lunch while Bucky was on his laptop. „Sam called. He will come with his girlfriend for dinner. I hope you will be in better mood.” „I'm great Steven.” he said sarcastically. „Y/N has finally back all memories about me.” „I told you Buck.” „Yeah, yeah.” „At least now you can be happy. Declan wasn't her soulmate after all.” „How do you know?” Bucky turned his head so fast his neck cracked. Steve laughed too much for his friend liking. „I told him.” said Natasha when she walked in the kitchen. „Of course.” Bucky rolled his eyes. Girls tell each other everything. „It´s your time to find someone old man. Only you, Bruce and Y/N are still single.” „What do you expect of me? To go to tattoo salon right now?” „Yes!” „Not a chance!” „Oh Bucky, don’t you want it?” He was quiet for a minute. „I don’t know for sure. Who would like to be with someone like me?” „Everybody has a soulmate. I feel yours will show in near future.” spoke Wanda as she came with Vision and you. „What are you now? Prophet?” He was a bit harsher then he wanted to be. „Sorry Wan.” She nodded and sat next to her boyfriend. You sat next to Bucky, but he was deep in his thoughts. Why did Wanda say it? Does she really know something? Is he ready to let someone in his life? What if his soulmate will not accept him?
After lunch you stopped him before he could disappear into his room and gave him plastic box. „Have fun.” you smiled. He opened it and found few robo fishes he gave you when you were sad to bath with. He had no idea why you did it, but he felt warm feeling in chest from it.
You all were nicely dressed, sitting in living room. Sam walked out of elevator hand in hand with beautiful woman. He smiled at her and they both walked up to you. „I wanna introduce you my soulmate, Aderyn.” She looked nervous. You introduced first and others followed you. During dinner you found out she's zoo worker with birds of prey. „No surprise your tattoo is a falcon.” Steve smirked. You were having great time and was happy that Bucky seemed relaxed.
But as soon as Aderyn left Steve and others couldn’t stop talking about their soulmates so you and him rather ran away. You said good night to him and after long two months you fell asleep with head full of Bucky.
Next chapter 18.3.2021
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