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forbidden ties - kang taehyun

pairing ☆ taehyun x f. reader

warnings ☆ dom!taehyun, !stepbrother, !degradation, !unprotected sex !use of slut, pet names (hehe) princess, baby, i think that is all. (i proofread but if i missed something/ spelled something wrong oops)

word count ☆ 3.3k

my current bias wrecker lol

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taehyun pushes you against the wall with force.

"you're such a little dirty slut." he whispers against your lips.

you feel his hands roam up and down your body before finally settling on your ass. gripping it so tight that his finger nails were digging into your skin. you take a mental note to check for marks tomorrow.

"tae, we can't." you whine.

he doesn't listen as his lips make their way to your neck. lightly sucking and nipping at your skin.

"taehyun, you can't leave a mark," you gasp.

"no promises," he smirks against your skin.

you pull his head from your neck, cupping his face. and right before you can crash your lips on to his, he speaks.

"y/n?" he smiles.

"y/n?" he says again.

"Y/N?" you jolt awake and immediately sit up.

your eyes widen as you see your stepbrother, kang taehyun. rubbing them to make sure that he is really here and you're not still dreaming.

you hate being his stepsister. especially because you keep having dreams about him. he was unreachable and you know it. but the dreams wouldn't stop. night after night, you'd only dream about his head between your thighs, or his cock inside you.

that's all you could think about, at the dinner table, watching movies, it doesn't matter where you were, he was always there in your mind. would he be rough or soft? would he call you a slut, his whore, baby? woulf he throw you around like a doll or would he softly lay you down? your thoughts are leading you farther down the road of no return. and you don't know what to do.

you're mom is the only reason you know him and no matter how much you wish it was different, she is happy. after your dad left, your mom was miserable. you didn't even recognize he. she had dark circles, lost weight, and was drinking too much.

it was a coindence that you mom met kang taehuyn's father. she was out on a bender while you stayed at your grandparents. drinking until she couldn't even walk.

he recalls there being a man that tried to take my mother home. that's when he swooped in like a prince and prtected her. fighting off the man. he let her crash in his bed while he slept on the couch, like the gentlemen he is.

and the rest is history.

you move in with the kang's when you were just a junior in high school. it was rough leaving your home and everyone you knew. althought it was only a four hour drive, it still hurt. to add onto it, you lost most of your friends due to th distance and lack of free time.

and now you have a crush on your stepbrother. taehyun is the only person you have that is your age, but you can't help to want more.

to have his hand around your throat while he is deep in your pussy. you shudder at the thought. feeling yourself start to dampen your underware.

"earth to y/n." taehyun waves his hand in front of your face, pulling you out of your thoughts.

he is sat next to you while you were thinking of him. how did you not notice the bed dip?

he is relaxed. head back against the headboard and feet up. like this is a common thing you guys do.

"sorry tae. what's up?" you blush.

"i heard you saying my name." he smirks.

you freeze.

were you moaning his name?

"oh yeah, you were in my dream." your face gets hot.

"sounded like a pretty interesting dream." he cocks his head to you.

you look into his gleaming brown eyes before turning away. smoothing out the wrinkles in your conforter.

that's when, unexpectedly, he grabs your chin and pulls your head to face him again. faces inches apart. you can nearly taste his breath.

"what was it about?" he smirks.

"umm, i don't remember," you blurt out in a hurry, "anyway, i need to get dressed!" you freak out.

pulling your face from his in a hurry. looking back down at the comforter that shields your throbbing cunt.

"okay y/n," he grins, "well your mom wanted me to tell you that breakfast is ready." he climbs off your bed in one motion.

he walks to your door in while you look up. watching his muscle in his thighs flex. wondering what it would be like to ride his thick hard thighs until you cum.

you shake th thought off and just as you were starting to get up to get ready, he stops in the doorway. you look at him with a look of confusion.

"you look so pretty moaning my name." he winks before turning around and walking off.

oh shit.

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it has been weeks since you're incident with taehyun.

and since then you have been in hell.

sneaky winks, long touches, even longer stares, he was teasing you.

you feel guilty. he is your stepbrother. what would mom say if she found out? what would happen to our family? would she hate you? she is happy again. this would break her.

but all that leaves your mind when taehyun walks out of the bathroom. shirtless. all your common sense, all the red flags, all the voices screaming no go slient.

you curse your mom for putting your rooms across from each other. you left you door open on accident wanting nothing more to curl up in bed. and now you are regretting it. it was a bad idea, given that you are currently (and desperately) lusting over him.

he has a tiny black towel wrapped around his waist. his dark brownish-black hair, dripping water doen onto his sculpted abs.

he looks like a greek god. if he was, you would worship him everyday. hell, you would worship him even if he was a normal human. but he isn't, he is your stepbrother.

when you hear his door shut, you jump. snapping back into reality.

but you can't help but feel yourself dampening. wishing for him to come fuck you like you've been dreaming of.

it is a gulity feeling. you knew that you shouldn't be feeling this but it only made you want him more.

letting your lustful thoughts, you're bring your fingers down to your panty line. sliding it down to touch yourself through the soft cloth. rubbing slow delicate circles on your aching clit.

this is when you decide to be brave, looking at his door as you rub your swollen nub. l

you know is risky but you want him to see what he is doing to you. want him to watch you as you fuck yourself.

you imagine him standing in your doorway. watching you before coming into your room and closing the door.

keeping eye contact with you as he slowly walks to you.

"you like that baby?" you nod.

"touching yourself while the door is open? where anyone could see, your mom, my dad, me?" he grins.

when he reaches you he starts slowly climbing over you. making sure to place kisses over your clothing.

you speed up your pace even more. whimpering softly as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

his face is so close to yours as you lay back.

you throw your head back with a moan, arching your back off the bed as you grind onto your hand. wishing your imagination was real.

"such a pretty girl." he whispers in your ear, "i wonder if your pussy is as pretty as you."

you purr, "taehyun."

feeling your orgasm quickly approaching, you start rubbing at an insane speed. making your wrist ache.

"gonna come?" he smirks.

"oh my god! yes tae! i'm gonna cum." you moan.

"let's see it then, princess." you hear his actual voice.

and this time you aren't imagining it.

you didn't even hear his door open, but when you open your eyes, he is standing in your door way with his arms crossed.

"keep going," he growls, "dont let me stop you."

you oblige as you keep up the pace.

arching into your hand, you feel the knot in your stomach become increasingly tight before exploding. leaving you a whimpering mess.

"fuck!" you moan.

you throw your head back in pleasure. legs spasming in result of the intense orgasim.

he laughs at you but you are too busy in your euphoric state to notice.

"keep it up," he chuckles , "maybe i will just fuck you."

before you can say anything he turns and walks away. closing your door.

oh fuck.

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with each day that passes, your need for taehyun only grows.

to be on your knees, to have him on top of you, for him to sneak into your room, it was a constant battle with yourself.

you finally snap when your parents decide to take a week long trip overseas.

it was "spare of the moment," when they bought the tickets. it was a couple's bundle, so you and taehyun are stuck at the house together.

"taehyun." you knock on his door, shaking with anticipation.

"hold on! i'm playing a game. i'll be out there is a minute." he shouts from the other side of the door.

"okay, i ordered pizza," you shout back through the door, "i'll be downstairs,"

"i'll be down in a second." he yells before cursing something to whoever he is playing with.

as you make your way downstairs you start to think about the decision you are making. your mom and his dad just left. is it a good idea to continue with your scheme?

you shake off the thoughts. no way they would come home, they were super excited for this trip.

you decide to just go along with the plan.

you are bent over the counter, playing on your phone.

your white skirt is pulled up, revealing your black lacey panties.

you are scrolling on instagram when you hear footsteps nearing.

"what kind of pizza did you or-" he stops abruptly.

"oh. it's not here yet." you look over your shoulder, trying your hardest to look innocent.

but there is nothing innocent aout your intentions.

you turn your attention back to instagram as he stands there, dumbfounded.

as you get ready to turn back around, you feel his warmth surround you. taking in his scent. he smells like colonge, which you throughly enjoy.

"what are you doing y/n?" he questions.

"oh, i'm on instagram, waiting for the pizza to get here." you smile to yourself.

"is that all?" you feel him smirk against your ear.

before you can answer, taehyun reaches his hand around you to meet your pulsating clit.

you jerk at the sudden contact.

he rubs leisurely circles on your clit. making you shiver with need.

"taehyun," you whimper.

"so needy," he remarks.

he sides your underwear to the side, running his fingers up and down your folds. listening to the lewd sounds of your arousal.

"wet already?" you feel his smirk on your neck.

"nhm" you purr.

that answer was not enough for him, you know that when he brings his left hand to your neck. making sure to squeeze it until you feel lightheaded.

"use your words princess," he groans, rubbing his hard lenth against your ass.

"please tae," you whine as he pushes two fingers in.

the strech is almost unbearable given the lenth of his fingers.

"we gotta stretch you out, you're so tight,"

he begins to move his fingers at a slow pace, making sure to completely fill you to the brim with his slender fingers.

you moan at the feeling, needing more.

"more, please," you nearly sob, barely getting it out.

he happily complies, moving at a faster pace while makin sure to curl his fingers up.

you're a moaning mess merely at his fingers, makin you wonder what it's gonna be like when he fuck you.

you feel the beginning of your orgasm sneaking up you.

the warm feeling starting in your stomach, climbing more and more as he slams his fingers into you.

you can feel your climax getting close when he withdraws his fingers.

leaving you a moaning mess, on the verge of tears.

he doesn't seem to care because he instantly asks, "are you sure you can take me?"

you nod into the his hand that is still around your neck,.

"turn around," he grabs your waist and turns you around in one swift movement.

his dark eyes glaring down into yours, making your clit pulse.

he pulls your skirt up around your waist and hoists you up onto the counter. you instinctively wrap your legs around him, pushing him closer.

he slides two fingers back into your wet cunt while using his thumb to circle your clit.

your eyes roll back at the feeling.

"tae," you beg as you throw your arms around his neck.

he whispers into your collarbore, skin vibrating at the feeling, making you even more needy than you thought you could be, "can you be a good girl for me?"

you nod profusely, "yes tae, please please fuck me,"

"fuck, do you have a condom?" taehyun moves back to look into your eyes.

"no, but i am on birth control and i am clean." you look up at him with greedy eyes.

"i am clean too," he groans, before crashing his lips onto yours.

his tongue enters your mouth forcefully. both moaning as you explore each others mouths.

when you feel his dick twitch in his pants, you get an idea.

you grab his cock and start palming it. slowly rubbing him through his pants.

"fuck, y/n. you're so hot," taehyun moans into your mouth.

you pull back, "taehyun, can i, you know," you look down at his dick and back up at him.

"can you what? use your words sweetheart," he smirks.

"can i suck your dick," you say innocently, well as innocent as you can.

he pulls you off the counter forcefully by the waist and pushes you down onto your knees.

"are you sure you can handle it?" he says as he pulls down his basketball shorts to reveal himself.

you thought he was just being cocky, but he was not lying. he is long and thick. you gawk at the sheer sight of it. wondering how and if you can fit the entire thing into your mouth.

you have no time to think when taehyun grabs the back of your head and guides you to his member.

you open your mouth and take him as deep as he can go. making sure to wrap your hands around the base of his cock.

you whirl you tongue around his cock, hollowing your cheeks.

you bob your head up and down on his cock. making sure to use your hands to stroke him.

"fuck, y/n, your mouth feels so good," he throws his head back.

you moan around his cock.

he looks down at you, while you look up at him.

"you look so pretty on your knees," he smirks as he takes your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

you continue looking up at him through your lashes when he takes control over the pace. fucking your face while tears form in your eyes.

"fuckkkk, take it like a good girl y/n," he moans, throwing his head back again.

you gag around his cock. tears streaming down your face.

this tips him over the edge and he pulls out of your mouth. he lifts you up onto the counter again and pulls your underwear down, dropping them onto the floor.

before you could even react, he pushes into you, nearly filling you to the brim.

you throw your head back at the feeling.

"tae please go slow," you whine, as he slows himself down.

filling you slowly, he moans.

he moves down to place kisses on your collarbone before whispers into it, "you got this baby. you're doing so well," he praises.

you whimper as he starts to move. you lift your head up to see his expression.

"you're so pretty, y/n," he stares down, "you have no idea how long i've wanted to do this."

he starts moving slowly.

your nails dig into his shoulders as he fills you to the brim. you're nearly in tears from the pain. you're not a virgin, but you might as well be with the way taehyun is filling you up.

"are you okay?" taehyun brings his hands from gripping the counter to you your face, cupping it.

you nod, "yes, please move,"

he moves his hands from your face to your waist, pulling you closer.

you wrap your legs around him, causing him to go even deeper. feeling him in spots that you didn't even know existed.

"you're taking me so well," taehyun groans.

he is moving in and out of you at a sluggish pace.

"taehyun," you move your hands to grab his ass and sink your nails into it, "please, please, faster,"

he pushes all the way in before picking you up and walking the both of you to the couch.

he crashes you both down on the couch.

mouth and teeth crashing in the process.

he is on top of you as you lay flat on the couch that you all have movie nights on.

"taehyun!" you gasp at the new position.

"let me hear you baby,"

you nearly scream when he picks up the pace.

hitting the spot that has you curling your toes like a ballerina.

"fuck, fuck, fuck," you sob, throwing your head back.

"you feel so good, y/n," he moans.

you feel yourself tighting around his dick. the sensation is something you have never felt before.

just as you start to feel your orgasm approach, he pulls out, again.

you whine at the feeling of emptiness and the need to desperely cum.

"flip over," he commands.

you don't have to be told twice, you flip over in record time.

you feel him strerch you out again. this time he is even deeper. hitting your g-spot everytime his enters you.

taehyun places he hands on your waist.

"fuck, is this what you wanted y/n?" he questions.

"yes," you sob.

once he got his anwser, he speeds up. slamming into you at a brutal pace.

you continue to cry out with plesure as he abuses your pussy.

he slaps your ass, "what a slut."

"fuck, fuck, taehyun!" you feel the knot in your stomach start to bulid up again.

"you like that, baby?" he taehyun groans.

"yes yes yes, please don't stop," you sob out, "i'm so close," you squeeze your eyes shut.

"about to cum all over your stepbrother's cock?" he remarks as he smacks you ass again, making sure to leave a hand mark.

when he reaches around to rub your clit, your orgasm crashes down onto you, hard.

"taehyun," you scream out, " i'm coming, i'm coming, i'm coming," you repeat yourself in a haze.

legs shaking as the orgasm rocks through you body.

"fuck, you're amazing," taehyun moans.

he is still thrusting into you, gaining speed. you sob at the overstimulation, as he starts to slam into you. chasing his own release.

"you're going to take all of his cum, y/n?" he taunts.

you nod at his question.

"shit," he moans as he spills into you, breathing heavily.

he collapses onto you as you both come down from your orgasms, making sure not to put all his body weight on you.

you're half awake when you hear him speak, "that was amazing,"

you moan in response. too high on cloud nine to think.

you both lay there for a while. taehyun is the one that has to get you up.

"come on, we need to get you cleaned up," he pleads, "y/n, you are leaking all over the couch."

"one more second, please."

that's when you both hear someone struggling with the lock.

"oh shit," you both shoot up.

"we are home!" you hear your mom yell, "our flight was can-,"

you know that she see's your underwear on the floor. taehyun and you look at each other with wide eyes.

fuck

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smolvenger · 5 months

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I have a big request!!!!!!!!

It's just that y/n lost her parents at an early age and lives with her uncle, Tony Stark. She is like him smart and sarcastic. When, Loki came to stay at the Stark Tower as an Avenger both of them starting off the wrong foot. Slowly, they became friends and had feelings for eachother which they didn't confessed. Peter being the bff of y/n sets both of them up with a lil bit of smut at end??

P.S: In my thoughts, y/n and Peter are of same age, both are 21. Also, I am very sorry for a lengthy ask.

Seven PM Sharp (Loki x fem! Reader Oneshot)

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

Word Count: 3K

Warnings: SMUT AT THE END! (public sex, restraints, spanking, possessiveness kink, bit of dom! Loki, doggy style, on the rougher end), loss of parents (YN is adopted by Tony) and Loki accidentally being a jerk and being a jealous whore too. Grammar and spelling mistakes.

Dick-tionary (thanks @muddyorbsblr for the term): Smut starts at "At once you got on his lap, straddling him." and ends at "His magic got rid of the embarrassing mess.."

A/N:Hello there nonny! Sorry this took such a while! My life went wild and my monkey brain got distracted by other projects. But here it is! I really wanted to get this done for you. Went overboard with the smut, but blame my Demon Thirsty Whore Brain with the images of Behind the Scenes of Loki that popped out. Oops. I hope you enjoy!

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“Your uncle is a useless fool,” Loki snarled at you as he walked around.

What. The. Actual. Fuck you thought. You had never met this guy before- you met gods. Like Thor- sweetheart he was. This, his brother… was a different case. You knew your uncle was an Avenger- and you’d be circled about them but this…this took the cake.

You gasped, folding your arms. No- Loki was under watch since causing trouble possessed by the mind stone. He wasn’t going to…use his powers to turn you into a pile of dust or whatever. And you were not going to have Uncle Tony’s name slandered, not when he loved you, took care of you, and did so much for you.

“That’s the first thing you’re ever going to say to me? You don’t even know my name!” you huffed back. You tried to square him up though he was tall and broad.

“I do not bother with names of mere mortals. Midgardians are the least interesting to me,” he said.

“Whatever. Just stay away from me- and don’t shit talk my uncle or his inventions.”

“I will speak how I wish.”

“Listen - I know you don’t give a shit but my name is YN Stark. I’m not some nameless figure you can push around. I wasn’t always a Stark- -why? Why?!”

You got up to his face, his eyes still unperturbed.

“I had nothing! I came from nothing at all! My family fucking died! Everyone runs back to their family every Christmas and Birthday and holiday- but me? None! I had to be alone, scraping for myself! No one around me-no one to keep me safe! No one to even love me! I had nothing until Uncle Tony came in…” there were tears in your eyes.

You took a breath and continued, Loki’s face was frozen, but he still listened.

“I don’t give a shit if he was the CEO of Stark Enterprises or the janitor- he welcomed me to his home. He’s like a dad to me- the only one I got left. So you can keep talking your shit- just not to me!” you cried.

You hurried out before he could make a reply.

You couldn’t help but hold onto your grudge. Every time he appeared, you turned away. Ignoring him. Giving him the cold shoulder. Ignoring him in the rudest, snobbiest way. He deserved it. No wonder if his baritone voice you could never stop listening to. Your ears perking over whenever he spoke like a cat. But your eyes forward.

There were a few times he would lock eyes with you. And then he would smirk. You would huff and turn right away.

“Ugh…asshole,” you muttered. Stupid, beautiful asshole with a great ass.

It continued perhaps for a couple of weeks. Then…one day he caught you alone. You tried to, wanted to, everything urged in you to back off…but your feet stayed put.

“Hello there I…I have…thought about what you said and…”

“And what? Plan to throw my uncle off a building? Again?” you asked.

“No I…I’m sorry. For what I said,” he replied.

You paused. Looking at him.

“Oh…okay…what made you change your mind?” you asked. You folded your arms.

“You see- I am adopted too.”

“What do you mean?” you asked.

With a slight whiff of magic, briefly, his appearance changed. His skin was blue and his eyes red. You dropped your jaw.

“Turns out, I’m a Frost Giant. Or…part Frost Giant at least. I was just a baby- found abandoned in the snow. Then adopted and brought to Asgard to be raised under the name of Odinson and not Laufeyson.

“Why…what?! Oh…oh god, when did you find out?”

“The hard way.”

“That…that does sound miserable…I’m sorry for being harsh.”

“Don’t be.”

You began to talk more. About the birth family you lost forever, wondered about. Each time it happened, you learned more about each other. He learned some about Tony and you- like what flavor of cake your uncle would try to make on your birthday. He would tell you about turning into a snake as a child to trick Thor.

Uncle Tony would keep a careful eye on him. He gave you a few warnings, and you promised him to tread with caution.

So you trod with caution for months. Then a year.

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“My brother is dangerous and impulsive- he endangered his kingdom. Why would you even agree to go with him on a date?” Loki cried.

You just got back to the compound. He looked down at your clothes- causal plaid and jeans. Probably not first-date wear. The place wasn’t a fancy restaurant- just a bar and grill.

“It wasn’t a date! We were hanging out! It was just out to a restaurant to enjoy happy hour and eat mozzarella sticks! He needed his own tray of them as he was wolfing them down like candy!” you explained.

“He will try and charm you! But you know his type and what they do! That’s what he is- he gets everything he wants on a silver platter. And when you tell him no, he’ll…he’ll…”

“What Silvertongue? What will he do?” you asked.

Loki huffed, then began to pace away.

“Nothing happened. He just wanted company. A friend. Thor keeps talking about how much he misses this woman named Jane. He’s too madly in love with her. You can practically see the heart eyes on him every time she’s brought up!”

Loki paused. How beautiful he looked. The shine of the moon radiates from the window. Making his ivory skin have a silver glow. His eyes soft. He took a large but graceful hand and ruffled it through his own curls.

“I’m. Not. Dating him. And how could I take Jane’s man away from her? It’s like when me and Peter go see movies- or when you or I go see movies! It’s fine!”

“Alright. I was just…just worried, was all. I wanted you safe.”

“You thought I would be unsafe with Thor? Thor’s just a big teddy bear!”

“When you date I just…I just want you protected…” he said.

“You know…thank you. It is scary to be on a date. Things have happened. To women on dates. But…I’m an adult. You can worry about me some. But I can take care of myself too,” you replied.

“Yes…yes you can,” Loki agreed.

With that, he vanished away in a sliver of magic.

“Absolutely not” was your response.

“Come on, YN! It will be fun!” Peter replied, nudging close to you. He sat next to you on the couch. The TV show you were both watching droned on.

“Fun?!? Fun!?! What about going to a fancy dinner with the Avengers sounds fun! Besides- what if I use the wrong fork or knock something over? I know these events, but this…this is something else,” you replied.

“Please, YN! You are invited too!” Peter insisted.

“Well…I may have to go shopping for the right dress,” you sighed. Peter grinned at you.

“Don’t worry- all the men will be in suits. And your Uncles paying for everything.”

“He always paid everything for me,” you replied. “Okay, you know….fine, I’ll go.”

“Awesome!” Peter cried, high-fiving you.

You watched a few more minutes and then Peter excused himself to go to the bathroom.

Little did you know, that Thor knocked on the door to Loki’s room several floors down in the compound. The god of mischief opened and cocked a dark eyebrow.

“Brother! There is going to be a dinner and you must come! It shall be at a tavern- but it is like a palace! Very exquisite! You must come!” he invited, waving a hand.

Loki smirked, folding his arms

“Finally! For all the world saving none of the Avengers truly know the finer things in life. I would like to eat something that isn’t frozen and from a bag. ” he replied.

Thor folded his hands.

“I knew you would like it! And everyone is dressing up! We all know your style!”

“These so-called sweatpants they all wear all the time become old and reek of their personal smells. Do they even know of any basics of dressing? Fine then- reserve me a spot. You know I have plenty to wear. No one will dare call me the sloppy one of us both,” he continued.

Thor nodded his head. His lips smiling but tight. Then Loki used his magic to close the door and he returned to reading his book.

As Thor and Peter passed in the halls, they exchanged nods and high-fives.

You arrived in a dress- it had a slight dip to it but had a flowy skirt that went to your knees and a heart-shaped neckline with a pearl necklace. You had them take your coats and go to the table.

It was odd- you didn’t see anyone here. Not Wanda. Steve. Nat. Uncle Tony. Thor. Peter. Clint. Not even Bruce discussing something science-y with whoever sat next to him.

You approached the hostess.

“Hello- I am here for the table marked for The Avengers,” you said.

She nodded and led you to a table. It was notably small. Only three other chairs.

Perhaps it was a more intimate event. Just you and Peter and Uncle Tony and maybe someone else- maybe Thor.

No one was there. You sat there alone, placing the cloth napkin on your lap. Fidgeting nervously and staring at where everyone sat. Not one recognizable face among the soft chatter and sound of wines being poured.

Loki arrived wearing one of his nicer suits and a long coat. His hair was washed today (his brother talked him into it). He looked at the restaurant. He was correct- It was the Le Sait. The street was the correct one. Walking with a swagger, he went up the steps inside the restaurant with its bright yellow glow inside.

“Hello there my dear- the table for the Avengers, please,” he crooned out.

The hostess led him over to the table…

The person who showed up was Loki.

It struck you. You were in nice clothes. In a nice restaurant. Alone was Loki.

You both stood up. You felt so hot you could have burned or melted your own self into a puddle. Loki’s eyes went down to your neckline and then politely back up.

“You!” you gasped out.

“You!” he repeated with a slight jump.

Then you both relaxed and burst into laughter.

“Why Loki! It’s you!”

“Yes, it is! Well…”

“Come on…sit down…let’s just eat some dinner, I’m starved….”

“Yes, I agree…”

It then hit you-no one else showed up.

“Where is everyone?”

“I’m not sure but…let’s just…just enjoy it. Enjoy the place and being together.”

You both laughed and talked so much you didn’t realize it was nearly empty. Only you guys here. Recalling every memory you had. First happy ones, the ones that could make one laugh so hard your stomach hurt. Then…about the day you met.

“I said those offensive things back then. Because the truth was I was the fool…do you forgive me?”

“I already have.”

“I need to know every day. It always is my greatest shame. What keeps me awake at night. I said those things back then because I didn’t know you. In a way, I wanted to prove myself. Make myself big, strong-I kept getting into those habits. Tried to scoff at Stark to feel better about myself…But then you spoke. You challenged me. I never heard of him doing that- of taking you in. And it wasn’t to tear me down or to make me less. But to challenge me to be better, do better. And the way you fought back instead of lying there…it impressed me.”

It was quiet now, still. People had left. It seemed not even the waiters were around. But you didn’t mind.

“With you, I feel less alone. I feel seen. I’m not perfect. It’s odd for a god, but I have…I have so many faults. Yet you see me and choose me anyway. And with you…I want to try to improve those faults,” Loki replied.

Your eyes brimmed with tears.

“I love you too. It’s so weird- you can’t leave my mind. I miss you. I want you. I want to be with you, I want to choose to love you…”

“My dear, we can be better. Grow to do better..together.”

“Oh, fuck it!” you cried.

You grabbed and kissed him. You could feel it already- his mere touch driving you crazy. You wanted nothing more than him on you, in you.

“Oh, I can tell, my dear…” he smirked, his voice half a laugh.

His hand lifted up. Green magic sparked from his hand and then went around you. A clear shield.

“No one will see us, hear us. We are silent and invisible, my pet.”

At once you got on his lap, straddling him. Just piling on the kisses, his scent- him. Your lips crashed onto his. A hand reached up, and raked through his curls. He washed them today- and how beautiful, how soft they felt to you. Well…there was one thing you felt that was definitely not soft. And you felt it already poking at you, right at the lace underwear you wore for tonight.

“Oh…oh gods….” You moaned. The shudder escaping you. He carefully moved his hips closer.

He held you tight. Already your hips lining, an electricity shooting through you both. You let out another whimper.

“Ah, if that is the effect a mere brush of my clothes has on you…then you must be ready when my bare flesh touches yours,” he whispered.

He then sucked onto a part of your neck and you sighed into it. Loving it-loving him. You reached up.

Your fingers were too greedy, you went to his tie. You gently undid it. Then it was just an impractical thing dangling from his neck like a scarf with his undone shirt.

“Holy shit, that’s hot,” you confessed. You moved in another sloppy kiss.

“I see…my little dove is eager, greedy…and who am I to keep her waiting too much…” he replied.

He held onto you. Then at once, used his magic to make the plates and food and glasses vanish. He shoved you onto the table. You began to kiss on him. Holding onto him tight, and grinding as you did.

“Please…I need you…”

“Oh…still more…then…then beg…” he asked. “You will have to want my touch rather than placing your pretty hands all over me.”

With a bit more magic, his undone tie was over your wrists.

“Yes…yes please…Loki…I need you…I need you inside me…here, now- fast. Rough.”

“Hmm, what was that last bit?” he asked quietly.

“I just want you to take me- take me in the filthiest way possible on this table, here.”

He chuckled. Then easily flipped you over onto your stomach. He lifted your skirt. You heard him tsk at the sight of your lace underwear on display. Already dripping wet from the inside, but flattering your ass.

“First…you must learn a lesson…you scared me quite a bit there, going with that fool of a brother I have…but now you are mine…but you will learn a lesson.”

He undid your underwear and let it fall. Then he reached for a hand and spanked it. You let out a yelp.

“Tell me I’m yours with every spank. Then thank me.”

“I’m yours. Thank you.”

He spanked you again, and he let out a cry. The momentum makes you move.

“Hmmm…what was that?” he asked.

“I’m yours! Thank you!”

He spanked you a third time, you let out another sound- then it melted to your voice.

“I’m yours, thank you.”

Then a fourth time. You could already feel the impact, the sting on your flesh. How since his hands were so large, it could cover so much of your ass.

“I’m yours-thank you!”

“One more time- I didn’t quite hear that.”

He spanked another time and you cried out.

“I’m yours! Thank you!”

You still felt your necklace almost to your mouth. Your arms were a little tight from being held together. But gods, this was the hottest thing you had ever experienced.

“Yes…are you ready, my little mortal. Can you handle all of a god?”

“Yes…yes please-please…”

His hands wandered to your legs, his breath catching. Letting you spread wide. Finally, you felt him inside you, getting inside with each inch.

“Oh- oh-oh!” you were crying.

“You will be a good girl, and take all of it. You wanted a god, and now you have him,” he demanded.

He let out a slow thrust.

“Yes! Yes, I can!”

“And you will keep saying thank you.”

He thrust again. Grunting with each one. The table shaking. The pure lewdness of it all overwhelms you.

“Yes-Yes-Yes, oh gods- thank you- thank you so much!”

You could feel how he reached over the skirt. His own sounds. The little noises he was making, his breath right over the back of your neck. His breathy repetitions of your name. Then you felt the bonds disappear- he pulled you up to him.

“Hold onto the table, dove. It’s going to be rougher-”

You grabbed onto it for dear life. Then let out a cry as he got into you. He pounded into you with such a dury the wood shook, you gripped on. IT was so painful, so pleasurable.

“Oh- oh my god- yes-yes-please-oh-thank you, yes thank you- thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou-”

“My-my dear I- gods, the sight of you- nrgh-bent over for me- such-such loyalty-to-to-to your god and-fuck-I’ll be-be loyal back-”

He reached a hand in as he pounded and found your clit.

“Now darling- yes-yes cum-that’s your reward-norns-norns I’m close-come on-just cum, over it all-scream so loud-test the shield-yes-come one-hel, I’ can’t I’m about to-I’m about-”

You came with a cry, it broke on you so intensely. The release you couldn’t fight anymore. It spun up and out, and then the relaxation of its flight washed down your system.

Then it became all smaller, quieter cries. “Ah..ah…ah…” you were whimpering with what voice you had after that. You were panting as was he.

His magic got rid of the embarrassing mess that some poor employee of the restaurant would have to clean up. It smelled and felt normal. No one would suspect a thing… except for how you both held hands leaving the place. A blush on Loki’s cheeks as his tie was still left undone for you.

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steveshairychest · 1 year

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Popular children's fantasy author Eddie x Steve, whose daughter drags him along to every single one of Eddie's fan signings and book launches.

Steve pretends it's a big inconvenience to hold his daughter's place in the line while she quickly zips around the store to pick out more books for Eddie to sign. "You're gonna work the poor guy to death." Steve laughs when she stumbles over to him with an armful of Eddie's books that she didn't already have.

He doesn't even look at the prices as he takes the heavy load from her.

"Do you have your questions ready? You're next." He whispers to her. She nods excitedly, her hair bounces with the movement, and it's moments like these that Steve's reminded just how much she looks like his ex. Nancy's genes really shoved all of his out of the way.

"Oh, it's you guys again! Hi! I was wondering if you'd show up today." Eddie beams at his daughter and then up at Steve. He's got on these big, dorky glasses and his hair is pulled back out of his face; it suits him.

Steve tries not to swoon as Eddie remembers Steve's daughter's name and listens intently to all her questions about his upcoming series. He's signing all the books without breaking eye contact with her and Steve is suddenly very jealous of his 10 year old. Maybe he should get something signed so that he can stare into those gorgeous brown eyes and drown in their intensity.

"I'll see you guys at the book reading?" He's staring at Steve when he asks. His daughter nods enthusiastically and gathers up her pile of signed books.

Steve clears his throat and shrugs, trying to play it cool. "I'm being dragged there whether I like it or not."

"Dad, you bought the tickets for it weeks ago. You said you like the way he makes funny voices for the characters." She giggles at the utter look of betrayal on his face and skips off to put her books on the checkout counter, leaving Steve standing there very flushed and embarrassed.

Eddie puts his elbows on the table and rests his chin on his hands, he's smirking up at Steve with a cheeky twinkle in his eyes. It's probably just the reflection of the lights in his glasses. "You like my silly voices?"

Steve rubs a hand down his face and groans quietly. "You're both insufferable. Good bye, thanks for signing her books."

"Wait, Steve." He fidgets with the black marker in front of him and looks anywhere but at Steve when he says, "Check inside the first book." And then another kid is coming up in front of him and he's all big smiles and excited nodding as he listens to everything they say.

He briefly glances up at a confused Steve and winks before giving his attention back to the kid.

Steve pays for the books and waits until they are back in the car to reach into the bag and snatch the first book up. "What are you doing?" She asks.

"Seeing if he spelled your name right."

"He always spells my name right." She points out. Steve ignores her and flips the book open. He immediately gasps and closes it again, his eyes wide as he stares at his daughter in shock. "Wait, did he actually spell it wrong?!"

"No, I- uhm." He opens the book once again and, to his daughter's shock, rips out the bottom corner of the first page. "Oops, sorry. I'll buy you another one!"

She, of course, immediately dobs on Steve when he drops her back off at her mother's place. And all he can do is shrug and indure the glare that Nancy is shooting him. "My hand slipped."

"Mhmm." She shoos their daughter inside with promises to go to the park with her friends later and then when she's out of ear shot, Nancy rounds on him with a finger jabbing into his chest. "Show me."

Steve takes a shocked step back, his hand instinctively touching the pocket he shoved the ripped corner in. "I- I don't know what you mean."

"Steve, I'm not stupid. You only go to those book signings to make googly eyes at that Eddie guy. Did he finally give you his number? Show me or I'm taking her to the book reading." She's holding her hand out expectantly.

Sometimes Steve forgets that they were married; that she can read him like a book. "You scare me sometimes." He grumbles and reluctantly pulls out the crumpled, torn page and drops it into her perfectly manicured hand.

"God, his writing is awful."

"I think it's cute."

She hands the paper back to him and gently squeezes his hand, a soft smile pulling at her lips. "I hope he makes you happy."

A shocked laugh explodes out of Steve as he shoves the number back into his pockst for safe keeping. "It's just a phone number, Nance, not a marriage proposal."

She shrugs her shoulders and heads back inside. "Whatever you say. Oh, you might want to shower before the book reading. You smell like burger grease, which is weird considering I told you not to buy her that crap before dinner." It's said playfully but Steve knows it's a strike on the bad dad board.

She has so many rules it's hard to keep up with them.

"Can I borrow your shower?" He goes to cross the threshold of their once shared home but Nancy stops him gently with a hand on his chest.

It's too soon. He can see it in her eyes. She can play nice and be his friend but she won't play house.

"I'll be back at 7:30." She nods curtly and closes the door.

They've only been divorced for 5 months and he knows that Nancy isn't handling it as well as he is. He'd said some awful things, drunkenly told her that their entire marriage was a lie, was just a way for him to pretend to be normal and live a normal life. She'd known for a while that he didn't love her anymore but had ignored it for their daughter's sake, but it didn't last long. The second those words were out of Steve's mouth, she'd made him leave.

She'd silently pointed to the door and Steve knew that things were done.

It was time to stop playing house.

#OK SO THIS STARTED OFF CUTE AND ENDED UP IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT DIRECTION #i got a little carried away #stranger things #steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #st4 vol2 #stranger things s4 #nancy wheeler

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atinyniki · 6 months

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stole my heart, angel

group: stray kids !

pairing: roommate!seo changbin x f!reader

genre: fluff, angst if you squint, romance

warnings + additional info: reader is referred to as y/n, friends to lovers + enemies to lovers??? (it'll make sense later i promise), changbin is referred to as bin and binnie, some playful (mean-ish) nicknames, lots of illegal actions, reader and changbin get wasted.

authors note: i've had this storyline on my mind for a while and decided to finally execute it ! this is also not proofread. english is not my first language, so please excuse any grammatical or spelling errors. happy reading :)

wc: 3366

“FUCK”

you quickly clamped your hand over your mouth, forgetting that you needed to be quiet. you prayed that no one heard you.

you stare at the now empty dresser, all the jewelry that was once on it, gone. you knew you should’ve suspected something when you saw that the window was already unlocked.

slowly, you make your way to the table, careful not to make any noise. once you see the card, you know exactly what happened.

‘angel’

you walk out the same way you came, closing the window carefully, not wanting to wake the couple sleeping in the next room.

“hey angel!”

seo changbin. your best friend. your roommate. your silly crush that you still haven’t gotten over.

“hi bin.”

he had just gotten back from practice, and it was pretty late in the night. you knew that changbin was going to return later than usual, as he had texted you earlier. you thought it was the perfect time to steal the necklace you had been wanting so badly, but ‘angel’ had beat you to it.

“what’s wrong, grumpy pants?”, a playful smile plastered on his face. you wish you could’ve told him the truth, that your night had been ruined because of this idiot named ‘angel’, but you didn’t want to get the police called on you.

“it’s nothing, i’m just a little tired”

changbin walks over to the kitchen, in need of some water. he grabs you a glass too and sets it on the coffee table in front of you.

“thanks bin”

“no problem, angel”

changbin had been calling you angel since the beginning of your friendship. you’ve always found it cute and endearing, until now. it’s started to remind you of ‘angel’, and every time you’ve had to see that card because you failed to beat them to stealing whatever it was you were targeting.

you didn’t want to tell him to stop though, you knew he wouldn’t anyways. you quickly chug your glass of water and make your way to your room. it was ridiculous of course, but right now you just wanted to sulk. you really wanted that necklace. you flop down onto the bed, praying that you could get a good night's sleep for once.

“WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD”

you groan, but changbin persists. you feel your body being pushed around, and soon the covers are off you. rubbing your eyes slowly and up, you check the time. 8:28 am.

“ughhh it’s too early, let me sleep some more”

“i’ll get you those muffins from the cafe you like”

in an instant, your body shot up and darted for the bathroom to get ready for the day. you can hear changbin laughing behind you, but the only thing on your mind were those damn muffins.

strawberry muffins. chocolate muffins. banana muffins. so many great options, but you went for the same one every time.

“we’ll have two blueberry muffins please!”

changbin laughed at your excitement, but still didn’t know what all the hype was about. a muffin couldn’t be that amazing right? regardless, he decided to try it out to see if it’s as good as you say it is.

the employee hands you the muffins while changbin paid, and you go to sit down at your usual spot, except this time, you're with changbin.

as soon as changbin sits down, he stands right back up. “i think you were so excited about the muffins that you forgot about our coffee, dingus”

your ears go red with embarrassment. “oops, sorry”

changbin gets back up to bring your coffee and pay, but you’re busy staring outside. suddenly, a cute brown bunny jumps on the windowsill outside, her adorable nose twitching ever so slightly. you twitch your nose right back at her, mimicking her actions.

changbin walks back with your coffee, but doesn’t sit at the table just yet. instead, he stands and watches from afar, he doesn’t think he could be close to you while you look so adorable without flushing bright red right there and then.

after a minute or so, he finally makes his way to your table, still watching as you wave to the bunny.

completely forgetting that changbin was with you, you jerk your head to his seat after you see someone sitting in it. “oh, sorry, i didn’t know you were here yet”

he hands you your drink, and crouches so his head is at the same level as the bunny. quickly, the bunny hops away as fast as she can, making a run for the field in the back.

“you scared her away, stupid”

he looks back at you with a frown, “i know. i didn’t mean to though”

he’s upset because he ruined your fun, but you just laughed at him.

“binnie you have to try this muffin. it’s incredible, i promise.”

he tentatively takes a bite, and you smile wide when you see his eyes widen.

“you really weren’t joking, this is phenomenal”

“what can i say, i have good taste”

he playfully scoffs at your words, but finishes his muffin and drags you out before you can order another one. you both make your way back home together, changbin forgetting what he woke you up for the first place. he didn’t regret it though, not one bit.

you have your eyes set on the ring on yeji’s dresser. yeji was a popular singer, rich and chic. most things she owns are expensive, so you thought why not. you climb in through the window, but you slow down slightly when you hear rustling behind you.

grabbing the ring and placing down your card, you swiftly hide under the bed when you see a shadow behind you.

they enter the room, looking for something on the dresser, only to find your card there. ‘tsunami’

“shit”, you heard him whisper.

well, at least now you knew he was a guy. he makes his way out, but you linger there for a while. you took a quick peek from under the bed, only to see his face shrouded by a balaclava, just like you did.

you make your way out not too long after a while, and celebrate your mini victory with a trip to the cafe. thank goodness it’s open twenty four hours.

the next few weeks go by, random trips with changbin, pressure with work, and of course, your little competition with ‘angel’. it sucked that you lived in the same town and had the same targets, but what could you do in such a small town.

the both of you have been making headlines left and right. it’s always, “angel this” or “tsunami that”, and quite honestly you found it funny no one’s caught you yet. it’s not like you were being all that careful, even though you probably should be.

you make your way to the closet, getting ready for the party at your house today. you decided to pick a fitted black dress, short and cropped at the thigh.

you walked out the room to help changbin, who’s getting all the drinks ready for the party. you know how much he and his friends love getting wasted. as soon as you enter, changbin jerks his head towards you, jaw slowly hanging open.

you didn’t really expect changbin to have that kind of reaction, but then again, he’s never really seen you in a dress. you’re not that much of a partier. suddenly, heat spreads throughout your entire face, and you are certain you look like a strawberry right now.

changbin, quickly snapping back to reality, starts fixing the tables again, doing anything to distract him from his thoughts. “you look nice”.

“yeah yeah, your reaction told me enough”

changbin stops in his tracks, “sorry i didn’t mean to-“

“im just teasing, stupid”

he flashes you a nervous smile before getting back to work, and that’s when you hear the door open. you quickly walk over to invite them in.

“YUNA!”

yuna runs towards you to give you a big hug. it’s been so long since you’ve last seen her.

“oh my gosh! how are you?”

your conversation went on regularly, and more people started coming in. lia joined in too, and you were all enjoying your time together.

most people were already drunk. jisung is already white girl wasted. it honestly looked kind of fun, you really needed to let loose. so eventually you figured, why not? it’s not like you have to drive yourself home right?

you began taking a couple shots with seungmin. you weren’t all that drunk yet, so you took a couple more. your body wasn’t very used to alcohol, since you haven’t drank that much in your life at all.

suddenly, it hits you like a ton of bricks. the haziness, adrenaline, and before you knew it you were dancing with lia, screaming your lungs off.

changbin was still with jisung, not doing any better than you. he’s had too many to drink tonight, that’s for sure, but is that going to stop him? no. no it’s not.

and it’s not stopping you either.

you begin making your way to the kitchen again, grabbing another shot and downing it. it stung your nose a bit, but it’s not like you cared. you feel great, you haven’t felt so alive in a while.

you made it back onto the dance floor, where you felt a pair of hands on your hips. you didn’t necessarily care who it was, you just lost yourself to the beat. he danced with you, his muscular arms beginning to wrap around your waist.

you turned around, vision hazy, but you could still see changbins figure standing right in front of you. he began to speak nonsense, slurring his words. “you look s’ pretty, couldn’t help it”, he hummed.

you didn’t realize what you were doing before you latched your lips onto his. you blamed it on the adrenaline rush, but he just sounded too beautiful for you to stop now. he deepened the kiss, pulling you closer and holding onto your waist.

you slowly pull away, still in a daze and not realizing what’s going on. lia quickly pulls you away somewhere in the crowd. she didn’t realize what you were doing either, but she had something she wanted to talk to you and yuna about.

soon, the party ends, and chan helps you and changbin clean up the house a bit. being the driver, chan is obligated to stay sober, but it’s not like he drank all that much anyways. he gets changbin into bed somehow with a lot of fussing.

mayuka, another one of your friends, gets you changed and ready for bed as well, and it isn’t ’t all that hard of a task since the alcohol began wearing off. you can’t remember anything that happened tonight, but all you know is that you’re going to wake up with the worst headache of your life.

you wake up just as expected, your head was ringing, and you woke up incredibly late. you get out of bed and got ready for the day. changbin already got home with the muffins, going to the cafe becoming a daily routine for your saturdays together.

instead of coffee, he grabs the apple juice from the fridge. “fruit juice helps more with hangovers. you feeling okay?”

“yeah i’m fine, my head just hurts a little”, even thorough your exhaustion, you manage to give him a little smile. he ruffles your hair and then pours you a glass of juice, handing you your muffin and walking back to his room.

your memory slowly starting coming back, and your thoughts went back to what happened last night. you were embarrassed, but decided not to speak of it since changbin probably forgot about it.

that same night you decide to target miihi this time, another famous singer. you manage to find her whole jewelry box, and you knew it had to be valuable. you make your way into her bathroom, where her items are. you stop in your tracks when you hear a whisper.

“what do you think you’re doing.”

you turn around and see a man in a black compression shirt, a ski mask covering his face.

‘angel’

“the same thing you’re doing. stealing. i’m willing to split it if you want”

“splitting? now why would i do that”

you thought about this for a moment. either of you could just take the box and run with it, but you try to think of an answer.

“i’d rather not argue right now, my head hurts a lot”

fine, whatever, he’d accept it. but only for his own sake. his head hurt a lot too.

he reaches for the jewelry box, but you quickly snatch it and make a run for it. you’re tired, your head hurts, but you can’t let him win.

unfortunately, you trip over the side of the bathroom door, and fall with a thud. angel starts snickering, and you freeze. you’ve heard that laugh somewhere before. it’s unmistakable.

you’re hallucinating. you have to be hallucinating. there is no way angel, the bane of your existence, was seo fucking changbin.

you quickly come back to your senses when you hear footsteps. you scramble to put everything back. you turn off the lights, and drag angel changbin with you into the cabinet.

it’s crowded, and you’re trying your best not to make any noise. you’re incredibly close to him, and it’s all clear to you now. you look over to his arms, big and muscular. just like changbin. you look at his shirt, it’s the shirt he loves to wear when in the mood to show off.

you look straight into his eyes. angel is without a doubt, seo changbin. you let that sink in for a while.

you sit there with changbin for a good 20 minutes. you wanted to make sure miihi fell back asleep. soon, you both exit the cramped cabinet.

you take your fair share and leave as fast as you can, not looking back at changbin. you make sure he lost track of you, and made it back home 10 minutes before he did.

you were scared. you didn’t know how to tell changbin you knew about his secret.

changbin has been thinking about the kiss you shared nonstop for the past week. the videos were posted everywhere, he’s surprised you didn’t see it.

even though he was drunk as hell, he remembers every single thing.

he remembers how your eyes fluttered shut.

he remembers the feeling of your plush thighs caging his knee.

and most of all he remembers the way your lips feel on his.

they fit so perfectly together, like a lock and a key. he wishes he could just tell you about it, about how he felt about it. but he couldn’t. he knows you didn’t mean the kiss, you were just drunk. he wished he could’ve stayed with you that night to tell you how he felt, but he couldn’t.

he checked his maps, and clicked onto your location. you were already leaving the house and on your way to your new location. he’s found the perfect distraction.

he chooses a different route and gets there before you, holding the jewelry right in front of your face. you leave the house together and you stare at him in disbelief.

“how do you always know where i’m going?”

“i have my ways”

you two begin to talk more once you get further from the house. you’re certain it’s changbin, his loud voice is a dead giveaway.

he gets more comfortable talking to you, or perhaps, your persona. you catch on quickly, and you couldn’t stop yourself from blurting out your thoughts.

“you know who i am, don’t you.”

“of course i do, you’re tsuna-“

“no changbin, you know who i am”, you reiterate.

changbins at a loss for words. he stops walking, and you’re now standing in front of him.

“i’m sorry, i was going to tell you soon i swear”

you slowly pull your mask off, and pull his off seconds later. “why? i’m not upset at you binnie, im just a little confused”

he looks at you with his mouth agape, like he’s trying to say something, but he can’t get it out. you give him a reassuring smile, and he mumbles something under his breath.

“what was that? i couldn’t hear you”, voice still soft.

“i wanted to… get your attention”, he confesses.

your eyes widen a bit. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t surprised, but you held changbin’s hand tightly. you didn’t want to push him away or scare him.

“you know you can just text me right?”

he couldn’t stop himself from rambling. “i’m sorry, it’s just that- you don’t seem to like me all that much. not how i want you to like me. i thought that if i could be angel i could get your attention somehow and… i don’t know- impress you i guess.”

you can see how his cheeks flush after his confession. you hold him closer to you and brush his messy hair out of his face.

“i’m sorry i made you feel that way, but i promise you that’s not how i feel at all”

changbin frowns. he’s scared you’ll hate him after this. he still decides to let you explain.

“then how do you actually-“

he got cut off by a bruising kiss. your hands make your way to his hair and you tug at it, pushing him closer to you. he closes his eyes and holds you closer to him, enjoying the moment before it had to end. you couldn’t let him go this time, not how you let him go at the party.

you pull back from him and look into his eyes. they’re slightly teary, but you’re still not done with your confession, so you continue.

“changbin…”

a kiss on his cheek.

“i.”

a kiss on his jawline.

“love.”

a kiss on his neck.

“you.”

a kiss on his collarbone.

you look back up at him, and the crimson has passed to his chest as well. he pulls you closer for a crushing hug.

“i love you so much y/n”

you hear the erratic beating of his heart in his chest.

“what’s wrong?”

he places his chin on your shoulder and kisses your neck.

“you have no idea how long i’ve waited for this my angel.”

your heart swells at the petname, even though you’ve been called it many times.

after a few moments of walking and giggling with eachother, you bring up another point.

“so i’m guessing you’re going to stop stealing now?”

“yeah i probably am. you should stop too, i don’t want you getting arrested or anything, dumbass”

“hey! well, the only reason i continued stealing was to get on ‘angel’s nerves”, you scoff.

you make it back to your house and you both get ready, but before you can make it to your bed, he picks you up bridal style.

“changbin?”

he sets you down on his bed and lays down next to you. you open your mouth to speak but he doesn’t let you say a word and instantly starts peppering kisses all over your face.

“jeez, changbin-“, you giggle. you try to wriggle out of his hold, but he won’t let you.

“no, please”, he spoke softly “please don’t leave”. you stare into his eyes, a pure form of love swirling around in them. “i’ve been waiting for you for so long. please stay. just this once…”

after a few moments of more cuddling, you speak up. “you know, after i kissed you at the party i thought you would’ve confessed not too long after.

“you remember that?!”

“how could i forget, dummy”, you giggled.

you kiss him again, just like you did at the party, smiling onto his lips, and you wrap your arms and legs around him. maybe it’s too soon, but you’re far too comfortable with changbin to start from the very beginning.

“i love you binnie”, a peck on his nose.

embarrassed, he hides his face in your neck. “i love you too, angel.”

#skz x reader #skz #stray kids imagines #changbin #seo changbin x reader #changbin stray kids #stray kids fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader

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pro-gamer-berdly · 7 months

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Hey just thought it would be fun to share my Deltarune headcanons here!

(I hc they have a preference for men, by the way)

[Image ID: Kris from Deltarune in their dark world doctor uniform over top of a non binary and monosexual flag, above is text that says "non verbal" and beside it "AUTISM !!" End image ID]

[Image ID: Susie from Deltarune in her dark world outfit looking surprised over top of the sunset lesbian flag. In impact font the top text says "adhd" and the bottom text says "lesbian". End image ID]

I think that Ralsei would type things like XD :3 and :D in texting

[image ID: Ralsei from Deltarune in chapter 2 smoking a fat blunt over top of the achillean, demiboy and ace spec flag with a text bubble that says "XD" beside him. End image ID]

Trans Noelle 🦅🇺🇲🦅💥🦅🗣️🗣️🇺🇲🦅

[Image ID: Noelle from Deltarune in her dark world outfit blushing overtop of the sapphic, demigirl and trans flag. End image ID]

[Image ID: Berdly from Deltarune in his light world outfit holding a book and pointing his finger in the air like a nerd in front of the non-rainbow gay flag with flaming text above that says "AUTISM". End image ID]

Also there were more tiny headcanons I wanted to share about characters who aren't the main few. (Mainly shipping)

Sorry I have to spell Roulx's name wrong in the image ID so it can be read properly oops

Anyways T4T QUEENKAARD!!!!!

[Image ID: Rules Card and Queen from Deltarune over top of the trans flag. There is an iPhone heart emoji above them. Next to Queen there is text that says "hides affection under jokes" with an arrow pointing at her. Next to Rules, there is Swatch from Deltarune saying "Why does Queen call you baby girl" and Rules responding with "Leth us stopeth talking, nowth". End image ID]

[Image ID: Jevil from Deltarune over top of a non-rainbow gay flag and Spamton from Deltarune over top of a bisexual flag, they have a heart between them. Next to Spamton is a thought bubble that says "I am going to kill him" and next to Jevil there is a thought bubble with a cat sticking out it's tongue wearing a jester's hat. End image ID]

My first time writing image IDs by the way please let me know if I need to change anything about my descriptions :)

Also tell me your headcanons in notes pleassse

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cainpain · 2 days

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Drawing Yan Sim characters daily !!

Also didn't feel like posting yesterdayy sorry. Anyway the wheel originally landed on Daisaku but I close the tab before taking a screenshot so erm I just. Didn't end up drawing it 😭

ANYWAY give it up for Otohiko Moichi and Maaya Ohshi. They're both looking to the right because I dunno

I lubbb Otohiko, I haven't been drawing him recently though ,,

ALSO I SPELLED HIS LAST NAME WRONG IT'S MEICHI NOT MOICHI OOPS

You can kinda see Daisaku in the backround oopsy !! My eraser sucks. Anyway her hairstyle changed like 4 times so I just chose her recent one which seems oddly familiar to anothers,,

#yandere simulator #yandere sim art #otohiko meichi #Maaya Ohshi #I HATE OTOHIKO #HE"S SO PRETTY #I HATE HIm

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gabessquishytum · 1 year

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I don't know how it would happen- maybe a spell gone wrong, or a curse, or some weird type of plague/pandemic, but:

During Dream's time in the fishbowl, the world changes.

People change, biologically, and now suddenly have secondary genders. It was chaos, at first, but now it's generally accepted (or maybe only some of the population was touched by it for the ~angst~) and named.

Long story short, poor Hob is an Omega. He's never had an Alpha because it just never felt right- they all smell off to him and generally give off the feeling of wrongness even if they're perfectly fine people.

Then Dream walks in at the New Inn and suddenly Hob feels like all is right in the world. Dream smells amazing, he feels right, and oop, Hob might be in pre-heat.

Anyways Hob explains what he can and Dream takes him upstairs so they can Fuck and Hob gets his first knot of many. <3

(also this would be work as a BDSM AU as well, let's be real. and would probably be funnier lmao)

I love this set-up!! What an absolute nightmare for Hob! Imagine being a normal ass human for 500 years and then suddenly boom. Secondary gender. One that makes him feel vulnerable and weak for several days each month. Also, the heats are worse if you're not mated!

So when Dream comes back Hob is having a crisis. He's hanging onto his job (only just), and he's managing to keep away from the swarms of alphas who want him. People keep telling him that if he doesn't take a mate soon then he'll miss the chance to have babies, and even though that isn't even true its stressing out his biological clock!

He says all of this, without entirely meaning to, within the first half an hour of his reunion with Dream. Being in pre-heat apparently makes him just blabber out everything.

And Dream nods very seriously and takes Hob by the hand, and tells him that he isn't the best choice but he'd treat Hob right, if Hob will only give him a chance. Hob possibly faints onto the table for a couple of seconds. And then drags Dream up to his flat (Dream has never been dragged before. He quite likes it when Hob does it).

Does the entire pub hear Hob getting railed and knotted? Yes. Yes they do. And he isn't even sorry about it. He comes down in the morning with a limp and a massive mating bite. The "I got fucked by my alpha" scent pervades the entire street for DAYS. Dream is a little bit smug about it. Just a little.

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw omegaverse

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jadejedi · 7 months

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Fantasy Book Review: The Tarot Sequence (Books 1-3) by K.D. Edwards

JJ’s rating: 4.5/5

How feral did it make me: 5/5

My book reviews

Okay, I read these kind of randomly, not really sure what I was getting into, and oh my god. Oh my god!! Okay, so most of the sci-fi/fantasy books I have read other than these were written by AFAB authors in their 20s and 30s. Which is great, and fine, but that’s a fairly limited perspective. These novels were written by an asexual man in his forties (sorry Keith, just sort of guessing on your age here lmao) and is it weird to say that it’s kind of refreshing to read a mlm romance actually written by a queer man? No, I don’t think so. These books, despite the dark topics they sometimes cover, feel like warm coziness to me. Reading these books feels like following along with a group of your beloved friends. God. I love them.

Summary time! In a world in which Atlantis was a secret society of demigods called the Arcana (all named after tarot cards) before being destroyed in a civil war with humanity, the remaining Atlantean society has relocated to the island formerly called Nantucket. Rune St. John is the last son of the Sun Court, the rest of the Sun Court destroyed in a mysterious attack that left Rune with emotional, mental, and physical scars. Rune and his Companion (think platonic soulmate meets bodyguard), Brand, hire out their work essentially as mercenaries to scrape by. When a son of Lady Justice goes missing, Rune and Brand are hired to find him. Also, they acquire an orphaned teenager? Are they fathers now? They might be fathers now.

These characters guys. Holy shit. They are perfect to me. K.D. Edwards was really out here like, what if I just… smash every toxically masculine stereotype out there? What if I make a snarky bodyguard character who unabashedly loves his best friend? What if these two men who have known each other all their lives are not afraid to be open about how important they are to each other and how much they genuinely LOVE each other? What if I make a romantic interest who is patient and kind and loving and not at all threatened by the relationship between his boyfriend and his boyfriend’s oldest and most important relationship? What if I create a relationship between these three men that blurs the lines between romantic and platonic?? What if I create an urban fantasy society in which queerness is normal and accepted, and where polyamory is normal and accepted? What if I make a group of characters who need a family and then FIND ONE WITH EACH OTHER???? WHAT. THEN????? (then we all cry, that’s what)

FUCK!

These books are fun, witty, full of monsters and villains, but also some of the most heartwarming characters and relationships I’ve ever read??? Like, god. These are some of the few books that I have bought both audio book and e-book copies because I could not put them down. I *had* to be reading them, if I were at home, or at work, or in the car. And as soon as I finished them, I picked up the first one and reread them.

This series is planned to be a trilogy of trilogies, with books 1-3 currently finished, and book 4 being written right now. I am so excited for more of this series, I can’t even tell you. Dear god.

There is some dark content covered in these books, specifically based around what happened to the Rune on the night when his father’s court was destroyed, so if you have any questions about trigger warnings, don’t hesitate to ask.

These books are an absolute DELIGHT. They are the queer fantasy I’ve always wanted to read, because Edwards understands that what makes the queer community special is the COMMUNITY. It’s about finding and CHOOSING your family, bitch!

Here’s a meme I made a while back to convince people to read these books (yes I spelled dinosaur wrong. oops):

READ THEM!!!

#the tarot sequence #fantasy book review #mlm #soulmates #guys i just finished reading these for the third time #SO GOOD #book review #urban fantasy #alternate history

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lokidokieokie · 2 years

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Oops...?

Summary: What problems could a problematic witch cause at the Avengers Tower? The answer is all of them. So, when you’re in dire need to do some witchy things, the Avengers ship you off to the Sanctum, in hopes that Strange can keep an eye on you. But what happens when everything still goes wrong?

Note: Sorry, kind of a long one for me :)

“Alright guys, I’m going to head to my witchy room now. Gotta do some witchy things and make some more potions-”

“NO!” All members of the Avengers collectively screamed, causing you to jump. A poof of purple magic shooting from your fingertips and breaking a vase. “Oops.” You gave them your bashful smile.

“This is why we don’t want you to do your witchy things in the tower anymore.” Tony murmurs, causing you to frown. Natasha elbows him, “ow.”

“What he means, is that sometimes your witchy stuff can cause destruction.” You were gobsmacked.

“It is not destructive. Name three times that it was.” You crossed your arms defensively.

“The twentieth floor exploded because you saw a spider and accidentally knocked sulphur into your cauldron.” You huffed. “I cannot control my jumpiness!”

“Instead of giving Clint a healing potion, you gave him a love potion, and he fell in love with Pietro.”

“How was that one destructive? If anything, the tower was just a tad more chaotic than usual.”

“Clint blew up the air vents trying to find him! The AC was down for weeks.” Sam deadpanned. “Poor Bucky couldn’t move his metal arm.”

You frowned. “That was after the fact!”

“You once sneezed in the common room and plants began sprouting out of the walls. It was like we were transported into the Amazon.” Your eyes widened at Peter. “Sorry Miss Y/n, but it’s true.”

“Maybe I’m a bit problematic! But you love me for it!” You were met with silence. “Well, you guys suck.” You stuck your tongue out at them.

“I do still need to do my witchy stuff, though. What am I meant to do?” Tony smiled.

“We can send you to Strange.” You grinned and clapped your hands together.

“This is the only place that you are allowed to do whatever it is you do. It has protection wards placed around it, so your chaos cannot interfere with the rest of the Sanctum.” Stephen explained.

“But I’ll be lonely.” You pouted; Stephen sighed.

“Y/n, just get on with it. I’ll be in the library going over spells. Do not destroy anything.” And with that, he left you alone.

Deciding to get straight into it, you pulled out your phone and connected it to your Bluetooth speaker. How were you meant to get anything done without music? Selecting Doctor You by DNCE you started to get into your witchy feels.

(Apologies if this isn’t the music you’re into...feel free to change it to anything you like 😊)

Vibing to your music, you began to create your potion. Summoning your cauldron, you stirred what was already in there while shaking your hips to the beat. Mumbling to the lyrics (in hopes that you wouldn’t disturb Stephen or Wong), you began adding your emerald saffron, feverfew, and venom lavender into the mix.

As you began to carefully stir the mixture, the chorus of the song began...and you couldn’t help yourself.

(Once again, feel free to change the lyrics)

“YOUR’RE GONNA NEED, NEED A REAL GOOD DOCTOR!”

As you really got into it, you began dancing around the small room, narrowly missing your bubbly mixture and the items surrounding it.

“DOCTOR ME, YOUR DOCTOR WHO? YOUR DOCTOR YOU!”

As you were finishing your solo act, you accidentally knocked a container of wild rue into the mixture. Your face blanched. “Uh oh...”

Quickly, you bolted out of the room at a pace that could give Pietro a run for his money and closed the door behind you. Leaning you back against the door, you counted down.

“3...2...1...”

Cue the sound of witchy goop exploding. That was not going to be easy to clean. Opening the door slightly, you peered at the disaster that was inside. Grey goop was stuck to pretty much every surface; your tomes were completely destroyed, meaning that pieces of paper were scattered everywhere; and let’s not forget about the stuff that was in the room to begin with. Stephen was not going to be pleased.

As if thinking of him made him appear, the Sorcerer Supreme stood in front of you, with an annoyed expression clear on his face.

“Oops..?” You smiled.

“What did you do?”

“Well, I was in the middle of a solo act,” Stephen rolled his eyes, but you chose to ignore him, “and I accidentally knocked some wild rue into my cauldron.” He dragged his hand down his face and attempted to hold back a groan.

“Why are you like this? You’ve got to be the clumsiest witch to grace the Multiverse.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment. So, thank you.”

He sighed.

After your fiasco in the room, Strange ended up bringing you back to the library with him. He no longer trusted you to be unsupervised.

“Come on, Stephen. It was one little mishap.”

He shook his head, “One little mishap that destroyed an entire room. You’re lucky my wards were there. No more witchy things.”

You frowned, “What am I meant to do then?”

“I contacted Stark, but they were called on a last-minute mission, so he asked me to keep an eye on you for the time being.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, Doctor.”

He grinned, “Oh, but it does. You’re going to sit in that little corner over there and do some non-witchy things where I can see you.”

You huffed. You did not need a babysitter and you voiced your opinion on the matter, but still, you complied anyways, making Strange chuckle.

Sitting in the chair with a scowl, you stared at the Sorcerer Supreme. What does he think you’re going to do in this corner? Wait patiently for the Avengers to come pick you up? If he thought that, he’s got another thing coming.

Making sure that he wasn’t looking, you quickly stood up, and quietly ran down a random aisle of the library. As soon as you deemed yourself a safe distance away from Strange, you slowed down. Slowly making your way through the library, you ran your hands over the multitude of books that it held.

Books on necromancy, spell casting, potion making, and countless others surrounded your view. You smiled; it was just your luck that you somehow ended up in the witch section. Gathering a few books, you made your way to a table.

When opening a book on spell casting, a cloud of dust greeted you, causing you to sneeze. Purple strings of magic seeped from your fingertips and pushed against the dark oak shelves of the library, knocking them down like dominoes.

Your mouth was agape. Now Stephen really wasn’t going to be pleased. Quickly getting up, you attempted to put everything back the way it was. That was until someone interrupted you.

“Y/n! What did you do?” He yelled.

With widened eyes, you titled your head to the side and gave a cautious smile. “Oops...?”

He took a deep breath to control himself. “Yeah...oops.”

“Let’s get this cleaned up.” You nodded your head and hastily began fixing up the library.

Eventually, much to Stephen’s pleasure, the Avengers came to collect you.

“So, how’d you go? Do everything you needed?” Tony asked.

You smiled awkwardly. “Sure...”

Wanda quirked her head to the side, “You did it again, didn’t you?” You nodded.

“It’s fine. You wouldn’t be the Y/n we know and love if you weren’t a little problematic.” She kissed your temple.

“She’s right, you know. The Tower wouldn’t be the same if it weren’t for your little mishaps.” Stark gave you a side hug.

“Thanks Doc for watching her.” He said with a nod, then left along with Wanda.

You smiled and turned to Stephen. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow night?”

Stephen smiled, pulled you closed and kissed your forehead. “I couldn’t forget about date night.”

“I love you, Stephen.” You said, nuzzling into him.

He laughed, “I love you too, my little problematic witch.”

I thrive off of chaos.

Find my Masterlist here!

#doctor strange #doctor strange imagine #doctor strange fanfiction #doctor strange oneshot #doctor strange x reader #stephen strange #dr stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #witch!reader #doctor strange x witch!reader #sanctum sanctorum #sanctum #marvel fanfiction #marvel

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petite-gloom · 11 months

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My boyfriends family spell my name wrong on everything and I try to explain how infuriating it is as I have told them! It is not hard to double check and make sure you spell someones name right, it’s just a polite and easy thing to do. Like hey I took the time to actually acknowledge who you are and what your name is. Oops was that a rant

fr i just think it’s the bare minimum of being polite! even if it’s just a mistake and isn’t ill intended it really only takes a second. before hitting send on anything i’m always triple checking names lol. sorry about your boyfriends family :-/

#answers

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bizarre-blorbo-bracket · 8 months

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Round 1 poll 15: Submitter's guitar vs Pothead from Death's Door

Propaganda under the cut:

Cherry (guitar)

Her name is cherry and she is a cherry red epiphone sg . i got her used for cheap. i like to personify objects, and like to have conversations with her. in my mind she has a personality, age, gender, favorite things ect. sometimes i mention her as "my friend cherry" to people i know i wont meet again.

Pothead

He's a himbo with a pun for a name. He wasn't born with a pot for a head, it was a spell his grandma put on him that went wrong so he asks your character to help kill his grandma cuz even though he loves her he knows she needs to be stopped (and cuz he wants to return to normal). Killing his grandma doesn't even break the curse so he's stuck like that forever. He keeps his pot full of soup (made by a squid that Ratatouilles a corpse) that he offers to strangers and when he gets kidnapped you have to follow the trail of soup to find him. He uses the pot lid as a shield and the ladle as a sword even though he has an actual sword. Accidentally called his grandfather "Grandpot" and then says "Oops. Sorry, I quite literally have pots on the brain."

#pothead #death's door #guitar #personification

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quinloki · 2 months

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Oop sorry I'm stupid haha, I spelled it wrong, yeah it was supposed to be Quill, also I think I misgendered them? Sorry, if so.

You are not stupid.

Quin and Quill are very similar names XD I almost didn't go with Quill cause it was a little too close to my own name, but Quill's function is kind of OC/Self-insert, and not just a straight up OC so I went with it.

As for misgendering, technically yes, but Quill doesn't exist, so I wouldn't beat yourself up over it, and his/her/their identity is still in flux. Right now I use they/them cause even me personally isn't really sure what I'm going to land on.

No apology needed ^_^ 😎❤️

#quin answers #🦕#anon asks #Even I berate myself sometimes #but we all need to work on it #to ere is human to eat ice cream divine #or something <3

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fairytalesofthewind · 2 years

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How about The Avengers with a Male!reader, who became a victim of mind control and tried to kill the rest of the squad, but when he was just about to finish it he froze, with the weapon inches away from one of the Avengers neck, started crying and shaking, fighting for control? And like the person who is controlling the reader is there with them and seeing him fight back makes them use more force of the spell, but reader refuses to hurt them and brings the blade to his own neck, because he rather hurt himself than his teammates.

Bonus points if The Avengers before that didn't get along with reader, he was really distant, sarcastic and sometimes even rude, so seeing him crying and stuff was really shocking to the whole team. He never showed that he cared about them and now he's fighting against a really strong and painful spell to protect them.

More bonus points if after all is over reader lays on the floor exhausted and, with raspy and shaky voice, apologizes to them for not being strong enough and hurting them, but they're like : shut up, you're brave and strong, we're sorry for everything and we hope we can be on better terms.

I made another OC, oops. His name is Zero! Sorry for the very, very late response.

Word count: 502

Warnings: mind control, an almost suicide attempt

Zero couldn’t decide between feeling relieved or scared. The Avengers finally realised. After three years of getting in their way, they have realised that it wasn’t Zero, but his Master.

All those missions SHIELD sent them to, where they came face to face with Zero, weren’t orchestrated by himself. No, it was his Master. All those times where they had almost met their death… not Zero, but his Master.

Before them stood Zero, the real Zero, not his Master. He was crying, it was the first time they had ever seen his face in anything else but a sneer. He was begging for someone to just make it stop. It was the first time that something different than a threat or a sarcastic comment left his mouth.

The gun in his hand wasn’t steady, even if he would shoot, he would most likely miss. So unlike the stealthy, unnoticeable Zero. Or more: so unlike his Master.

Said Master watched from a distance, his hand also shaking, pointing towards Zero. He was trying to gain back control. From his shocked face, it didn’t seem like it was a very common occurrence. His eyes were glowing a bright electric blue which travelled all the way over to zero. Which only confirmed what had been right in front of them all along: it hadn’t been Zero. All those troubles were just his Master mind controlling him.

Many among the present Avengers knew how it felt how to be mind controlled. They also knew that the only way of feeling peace after that, is when the mind-controller no longer exists.

The decision was easily made.

Especially because Zero couldn’t hold the mind control off any longer. They all knew, that from the moment his Master held the reigns again, they were going to die.

They saw when Zero made the conclusion himself and when he made his own decision. The still shaking hand moved it’s target; Zero himself.

Another Avenger acted before Zero could pull the trigger on himself. As Zero’s Master went down, so did the gun in his hand. Zero felt an immense wave of pain washing over him. All the way from his head to his toes. As his Master took his last breath, the pain had ebbed away.

The blue haze, once so heavy on his heart and mind, was now only a part of his memories.

He felt hands moving him, but all of it was wrong. The voice of his Master, that had previously always been present in his mind, was gone. Instead it was replaced by the reassurances of the Avengers. They promised him that all would be well, and that he shouldn’t worry.

Zero found that hard to believe.

He wanted to speak up, to go against them like he had done many times before, but he found that he had no energy left. No energy left to apologise. No energy left to stay awake.

He found it rather difficult to function without his Master telling him how.

#the avengers #x male reader #male headcanons #mind control #angst #no happy ending #marvel

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claire-starsword · 1 year

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Shining Force All HQ Quotes - JP & ENG

[translated some of these on the guide book notes anyway so why not gather them all. I avoided it because Lowe’s sexual harassment bums me out but it came up on the guide anyway so whatever at this point. I promise other characters get better stuff.

Since I did not play the JP version quotes are taken from this handy list. English screenshots are from an old playthrough of mine so Max has a different name.

Also, several active team quotes were reused (with occasional tweaks) in the GBA version and translated accurately there. I didn’t have the patience to screenshots them all but used them as reference in my own translations. That’s enough rambling so let’s go]

Luke

Active:

"Nothing to fear while I'm here! Take me to battle always!"

Rest:

"Everyone's talking about how awesome the last battle was, c'mon, take me on the next one! It won't be fun to go back home without anything to brag about."

Ken

Active:

"Getting to fight as a real knight is like a dream come true. I'll do my best!"

Rest:

"I'm sorry, Max, but traveling through all these countries is a lot of fun."

Tao

Active:

"I'll fight to my very end... I want to be of service to you!"

Rest:

"...Hmm, hmm... Mythical magic? ... I don't get it... Where could it be? ...I don't understand... but I want to."

Hans

Active: the english version is perfectly accurate, save for cutting the ellipsis

Rest:

"Max, seems like you were really fierce in the last battle… You’re brave... While I’m so, so afraid. I wonder how the others feel."

Lowe

Active:

"I'm the support so that everyone can fight with no worries... But let me fight too sometimes!"

Rest:

"Ah, I'm bored, so bored. I feel like messing with the girls now. Whoa, what! That's a scary face, man... I got it, I'll behave."

[much better]

Gong

Active: the english version is accurate.

Rest:

"Humpf, huff, huff! Hiyah! What are you staring at so intently? I'm training so that my attacks get stronger."

Gort

Active:

"This great Gort isn't about to lose to any youngsters yet!"

Rest:

"Max! Want some sashimi? I and the other guys who were free caught some fish and cut them up with this sword. Oops, was that not okay?"

Mae

Active:

"I inherited my father's strength! I won't forgive you if you look down at me for being a woman!"

Rest: the english version is accurate save for cutting a "One two! One, two!" at the beginning

Khris

Active:

"Tell me when you get hurt, okay? Even a small wound can make you unable to fight if you don't care for it."

Rest:

“B-Blaaaze! ...Aww, it really doesn’t work... Max... I think it’s impossible for a priest to use Blaze...”

Anri

Active: english version is mostly accurate but missing the end part.

"Max, thank you for your efforts. I'll do my best too, so take care of yourself as well."

Rest:

"Max! Listen here, Lowe just touched my butt! If he does it again I'll blast him with a Blaze spell."

Arthur

Active: english version is accurate

Rest:

"Once this journey is over, there’s something I want to do. I’m thinking of searching for the legendary golden Holy Grail..."

Balbaroy

Active:

"I'll fight until these wings break. With our pride as rulers of the sky..."

Rest:

"*crack* *crack* Oh, my neck is tense. I've been flying all year so this area around the neck gets stiff. It gets harder to move the wings too."

Amon

Active: english version is perfectly accurate

Rest:

"*flapflapflap* *flapflapflap* I just can't stand still on the ground! *flapflapflap* *flapflapflap*"

Diane

Active: english version is accurate although cutting a generic "I'll strike them all down!" at the end

Rest:

"*click* *click* *nyooooom* Ah, this? I'm restringing my bow. Should be okay now. *nyoooom*"

Zylo

Active:

"We werewolves were born to fight. Of course I wish to be at the battlefield..."

Rest:

"*swish* *swish* *swish* *swish* My claws are my weapons. Of course it is crucial to take care of them. Good, they look in excellent shape."

Pelle

Active:

"Don't get it wrong. I'm a real knight. I don't just go whenever the money is."

Rest:

"*clop clop* *stab!* Whoa! That was close... I might end up hurting you if you come to talk while I'm training."

Yogurt his japanese line is the same either in the active team or not:

"...I don't get it..."

Active:

Rest:

Kokichi

Active:

"Yahoo! I'm fired up to fight! I'll make quick work of those Runefaust guys!"

Rest:

"Hey there, Max! Behold the wonders of modern life! Walking is now a thing of the past."

Vankar

Active:

"Putting me in battle means you have great eyes! As expected of a leader!"

Rest:

“(hic) Drinks, more drinks! Keep bringing on the drinks! Oh, if it ain’t Max! Say, my glass’ been empty for a while now, fill it up for me, won’t ya?”

Domingo

Active:

"Ahem. Did yu know? There's thwee times more ocean than land in this wold."

Rest:

“Ahem. Did yu know? No one here believs it but, the wold isn’t flat.”

Guntz

Active: the GBA version fits perfectly

"Hssss hsssssss... My steam engine's fired up and raring to go!"

Rest:

"*Hsssss hssssss* Everything's fine. I'm doing some maintenance right now. Ah, this is the best."

Earnest

Active: The english version is accurate save for dropping the drama ellipsis (the jp version is more like “My wish... is to fight at the front lines!”).

Rest:

"It's also good to take a break from fighting once in a while. Since I've been fighting all my life..."

Lyle

Active: english version is accurate save for cutting out the Assault Cannon's name

Rest:

"...Huh? An, an enemy attack? ...Was it a dream? This is really embarrassing. Since I had nothing to do I ended up dozing off I guess."

Bleu

Active:

"I'll fight! With my pride as a sacred dragon!"

Rest: english version is mostly accurate but i ended up retranslating anyway

"*swoosh* *swoosh* *swoosh* Do I still lack experience? I'm not great at using my tail."

Musashi

Active:

"Any specters that appear shall be cut by my sword. Gahaha!"

[Check the notes on his bio for the specters/mononoke thing. Also, like most samurai characters in media, Musashi uses some outdated language. Unfortunately I don't know enough old english to try to adapt that.]

Rest:

"... ...I'm awake... Perhaps you do not know. This is a form of meditation, Zazen. It is part of my training."

Alef

Active:

"Let's do our best together to defeat Darksol."

Rest:

"What is the deal with that priest, Lowe? He's been loitering around for a while. It's quite unpleasant, could you do something about it?"

Torasu

Active: the english version is accurate, if a bit clumsy

"Please try to not be hurt badly. If your allies are hurt, leave them to me."

Rest:

"Max, you're wide open! *thump* Aah, you didn't feel it at all? Ohh, were I powerful like a monk, maybe I'd stand out more."

Adam

Active: the GBA version fits perfectly.

"I was born to serve you... I will follow wherever you lead."

Rest:

“Darksol… I cannot forgive him. Even Chaos was used by him… I won’t ever forgive him…”

Hanzou

Active: the GBA version fits perfectly.

"...A ninja is a man of few words. We are content to show our strength in battle..."

Rest:

"Everyone is very active. Well, it's fine by me. I am of the shadows. A bright place like this does not suit me. But should you desire, I'll lend you my power."

#shining force #long post #god no i'm not tagging everyone #shining force hq quotes #thought i'd be finishing this quick. sometimes i forget that 29 characters means Twenty Nine Whole Characters #shining force localization stuff

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