#or Error Tol?
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I have come to a dilemma…
Drawing Error has left me confused…
And I have two different designs I’m really loving but…
…I was neutral to the guy but shit…this design I got goin has me
#I literally was neautrak to the man baby#but thinking on his designs I got I’m kinda feelin different#Lex and Error annoy each other#but like#what if it’s a hate fuck relationship ya know#they probably wouldn’t but Lex likely would tease him a lot anyway#I’m just sayin I’m thinking about it#but man what do I do#Error Bara?#or Error Tol?#I’ll show both of them cause fuck me I guess#cay talks
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Tell me i'm wrong...
#the eighth sense#fuck yeah!!!!#and they're not just indulging them#even tho if they are it's fine bc they get enjoyment out of their partner having a good time#but personally i love the idea of the smol and tol role reversal#it's smiles and giggles everywhere#how many of my old memes can i yoink out and reuse for this show is the real question#jaewon x jihyun#jihyun x jaewon#inu baek#werner du plessis#bl drama#korean bl#k bl#we're winning here lads#at what you ask? at life#semantic error#jaeyoung x sangwoo#watcha
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Ideas ideas o///o💕💕💕
#fanart#undertale#undertale fanart#error sans#awooga#hes huuuge#like 7 plus feet tol '#sketches#doodles
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hidden agenda is really out to kill me today huh first with the tol music and then with the bbs music at the end
#goddammit when will i stop going into error 404 mode whenever tol or bbs music starts playing in another drama#yes i did wail when i heard the bbs music ok bye#hidden agenda#ha ep9#airenyah plappert#adrm
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[Translation] Shuuen no Virche - Ankou Short Story
Writer: Satomi Nakayama
Source: Shuuen no Virche Error Salvation Visual Fan Book
Note: Major spoilers for the ending of Adolphe/Ankou's route below.
Lycoris ~I only think of you~
—The Drifter, the person who I made a soul contract with.
‘—Did you know? Flowers have certain meanings and words that they symbolise.’
He was a knowledgeable man of many talents.
‘For example, red roses signify “love”, and also the words “I love you.”’
‘Is that so? At the very least, when I was in the outside world I never heard of such a thing…..I think.’
‘It’s knowledge one is unable to gain without asking first, so that’s understandable. But once you do know about it, the way you think of what you took to be everyday sights will change. If it has a meaning, I’ll teach you it.’
—Ever since then, because this conversation strangely left an impression on me, each time I came across a different type of flower, I would always ask him what it meant.
‘What about the flowers blooming in the garden at your home?’
‘The ones shaped like star fragments are lilies. They bear the meaning of innocent, pure love. The flowers that look like fairies are called laurel. They are flowers that mean to vow eternity, and the words, “I won’t change until I die.”
‘And these flowers that washed up from the sea?’
‘The ones that seem to have white wings are nodding anemones. They have the somewhat disquieting meaning of love unable to be conveyed, love betrayed. The other ones are elder flowers. They’re extreme flowers, that contain meanings of zeal, joy and pity.
‘Hoh….. There really are so many of them. I wonder for what purpose they exist…..’
‘Hmph. They exist so that flowers will become meaningful for people—most likely. And so that one can pick flowers that have a suitable meaning for the person you are giving them too…..or so it is thought.’
‘?’
As I remained unable to imagine it, the Drifter pointed his index finger at me.
‘Meanings are not necessarily everything but—A person of the opposite sex would likely be much happier receiving red roses, flowers that are suitable for a proper love confession, than ones that mean ‘dishonesty’, don’t you think?’
‘Well…..certainly.’
At this easily understood example, I nodded my head in agreement.
‘But to think there are as many meanings as there are flowers….. Have you memorised all of them?’
‘Haha, surely not. No matter how much I love flowers, even I have my limits. It’s only the ones I’ve read about in books or handle as part of my work that I know about.’
Hearing what he said, a “certain question” came to mind. If he knew the meanings of all flowers within his knowledge, then—
‘Do you know the meaning of lycoris flowers?’
‘Yes, of course. They were flowers that commonly bloomed in my hometown, after all. However—’
‘However?’
‘I don’t know the meaning of “black” lycoris. It would appear that this colour is unique to Arpéchéle.’
‘…..Does the meaning differ depending on the colour?’
‘Yes, that is correct. For example, the roses I told you about before, there is a big difference in meaning depending on if they are red or yellow.’
‘…..Sounds like there’s a lot to it.’
I continued to think it over.
‘Then—outside of the black kind, do lycoris flowers have a particular meaning?’
‘Yes, indeed they do. For example, the representative red variety—have the meaning of “passion.”’
‘Passion…..’
Hearing the word, what came to mind was—. The figure of my dear friend, left behind in the past that had gone by.
‘…..It’s a flower that suits Yves perfectly.’
The Drifter did not fail to hear the words I had quietly murmured.
‘My descendant…..you say. Perhaps you might call me not a doting parent, but a doting ancestor, for saying so, but hearing you say that makes me feel proud.’
However, the Drifter, after picking one of the lycoris that was blooming at his feet, handing it to me as he continued—
‘The one other true form they have—white lycoris, are surely a good fit for you.’
With a smile, he told me that he was sure they suited the face that I couldn’t remember.
‘Me…..?’
‘—White lycoris mean “I only think of you” and “Look forward to the day we meet again”, words of faithfulness. They are fitting for you, who continues to wish for her salvation, and to reunite with her again.’
‘…..…..…..!!’
My eyes widened at hearing what the Drifter had said. To think that flowers with such meanings as these existed this world…..
All the same, despite my astonishment, I shook my head at the Drifter’s words.
‘…..…..…..They are unfitting for someone as powerless as I. These lycoris noirge are more than enough for me.
As if imitating the Drifter, I picked a lycoris. And then—.
‘—The one who suits pure white lycoris, the kind that will bloom after salvation, is not me, but her. …..Someday, I want to see her smiling happily in a flower garden of white lycoris noirge.’
I spoke of my dream of a future in which someday the flower petals blooming before me became pure white—.
* * *
———My wish came true.
‘Adolphe, over here…..!’
‘Calm down, you don’t need to sprint, Ankou’s grave isn’t going to run away.’
My dear princess…..and the ex-novice, had come to visit my grave, which had been placed at the center of a field of white lycoris noirge.
Even though it wasn’t even my death anniversary, whenever something happened, she had made a habit of coming here to talk to me.
About things that had made her happy. Things that had made her sad. Insignificant things.
Because she spoke to me about almost everything, almost as if she were able to see me—
(I really am, so happy)
After running up to my grave, she laid down the white lycoris she had been holding.
‘These are white lycoris that Adolphe and I grew together, with Yves’ advice. Today they bloomed at last, so we came to bring you some, Ankou.’
…..Dear me. Even though so much time had already passed since my death.
‘…..I wanted to grow them together with you as well, Ankou.’
(—My princess, your habit of crying hasn’t changed at all)
I stretched out a finger, to stroke her hair…..or tried to, anyway.
(No, you don’t need my comfort anymore)
After all, she—had become a “normal person”, able to stand on her own two feet.
After forcefully wiping at her eyes, just as I thought she might…..
‘Beautiful, aren’t they…..? Flowers that bloomed in the future of salvation, that you protected for us—!’
She spoke with the brightest of smiles.
…..…..…..…..
(Ah, in the end-)
It hadn’t been a mistake.
(These flowers suit you the most, more than anyone else in this world)
If the lycoris I had watched over had become a guide for you to advance into the future, as they turned from black to white—.
(Nothing else could make me happier. I am the luckiest person in the world.)
Until the end of her life as a “normal person”, I pray that these flowers may continue to proudly bloom—.
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BEFORE / AFTER COLORING 🌸
thank you so much for the tag @maxescheibechlinichacheli !! i've only been making gifs since september but seeing the before and after coloring is one of my absolute favorite things.
PHAYA & THARN | THE SIGN 🌸
i absolutely love the pink tones in this scene and tried to boost them as much as possible (though for whatever reason it doesn't look quite as nice as the first time i made a set of this scene)
CHEN YI & AI DI | KISEKI: DEAR TO ME 🌸
the purple and orange lighting of chen yi's room is always fun to color and i love the way it creates this almost neon effect on ai di's hair
THARN | THE SIGN 🌸
it took all my willpower not to just keep using scenes from the sign. i wanted to use the garuda scene but set myself a personal challenge not to, and the glow effects in this scene were too much to resist
PISAENG & KAWI | BE MY FAVORITE 🌸
my babies. i miss them so much. i love the pink tones in the background of this scene and the way it makes this loving moment so soft.
JIM & WEN | MOONLIGHT CHICKEN 🌸
we all know im a slut for p'aof. the lighting in moonlight chicken plays such a huge part in setting the mood of the show and this is one of the best scenes to showcase that imo.
PISAENG | BE MY FAVORITE 🌸
debated using this bc of the flashing lights but i love pisaeng and i love that he's awash in all the colors of the rainbow as he struggles with his own identity while watching a gay couple live his dream.
JANG JAEYOUNG | SEMANTIC ERROR 🌸
give. him. the. lip. ring. back. i really just wanted to make a gif for semantic error and originally tried with the alley scene and all the neon but it's such a static scene it didn't work too well, so i went to find some lip ring jaeyoung because we were robbed.
TAN & BUNN | MANNER OF DEATH 🌸
my loves. i wanted to use a scene where i had to do quite a bit of color correction - i used a very minor amount in the moonlight chicken gif but this is such a dark, blue toned scene (as so many scenes in MoD are) so i thought it would showcase it a lot better.
TIN & TOL | TRIAGE 🌸
this is a much more subtle one but i figured it was good to show the whole spectrum. this scene is so soft and comforting, i absolutely love it and there aren't enough triage gifs in the world.
TANG YI | HISTORY 3: TRAPPED 🌸
this made me insane. this gentle, worshipping kiss lives in my head rent free. i just wanted to look at it again, to be honest, and they have such beautiful skin tones.
i think the vast majority of my gif making friends have been tagged but in case you havent here's some no pressure tags (i know quite a few of you are dealing with some shit irl) @sparklyeyedhimbo @kinnbig @aikinn @panncakes
#bunn gifs#history 3: trapped#tang yi x shao fei#triage the series#tintol#manner of death#tanbunn#semantic error#jang jaeyoung#be my favorite#pisaengkawi#tw flashing lights#tw: flashing lights#cw flashing lights#cw: flashing lights#moonlight chicken#jimwen#the sign the series#phayatharn#kiseki: dear to me#chen yi x ai di
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Best Kiss in a BL Bracket
Round One
Pat and Pran First Kiss (Bad Buddy) vs Kochi and Mitsuru Bed Kiss (Eternal Yesterday)
Jaewon and Jihyun Ep 9 Kiss (The Eighth Sense) vs Gavreel and Cairo First Kiss (Gameboys)
Seojoon and Jiwoo Ep 4 Kiss (To My Star 2: Our Untold Stories) vs Gao Shi De and Zhou Shu Yi Drunk Kiss (We Best Love: Fighting For Mr. 2nd)
Tinn and Gun First Kiss (My School President) vs Hira and Kiyoi Hand Kiss (Utsukushii Kare)
Vegas and Pete Hospital Kiss (Kinnporsche: The Series) vs Wan and Kitae First Kiss (Our Dating Sim)
Kan and Thua "Asleep" Kiss (The Eclipse) vs Sean and White Final Kiss (Not Me: The Series)
Siwon and Duan First Kiss (Blueming) vs Phupha and Tian Forehead Kiss (A Tale of a Thousand Stars)
Akk and Ayan Underwater Kiss (The Eclipse) vs Tin and Tol Final Kiss (Triage)
Nozue and Togawa First Kiss (Old Fashion Cupcake) vs Ai and Nhai Cheek Kiss (Ai Long Nhai)
Palm and Nueng Ep 9 Kiss (Never Let Me Go) vs Korn and Intouch Stolen Kiss (Until We Meet Again)
Pat and Pran Ep 7 Kiss (Bad Buddy) vs Ram and King Tent Kiss (My Engineer)
Kinn and Porsche First Kiss (Kinnporsche: The Series) vs King and Uea Morning Kiss (Bed Friend)
Hira and Kiyoi Final Kiss (Utsukushii Kare 2) vs Puen and Talay Forehead Kiss (Vice Versa)
Teh and Oh Aew Underwater Kiss (I Told Sunset About You) vs Gu Hai and Bai Luo Yin Drunk Kiss (Addicted)
Sound and Win First Kiss (My School President) vs Dean and Pharm First Kiss (Until We Meet Again)
Sean and White First Kiss (Not Me: The Series) vs Ye Guang and Xu Qi Zhang First Kiss (About Youth)
Kinn and Porsche Goodbye Kiss (Kinnporsche: The Series) vs Tongfah and Paper Ep 3 Kiss (Second Chance: The Series)
Nuea and Toh Ep 7 Kiss (Secret Crush on You) vs Tin and Tol Bed Kiss (Triage)
Hojoon and Jaeyoon Final Kiss (Roommates of Poongduck 304) vs Zi Xuan and Yu Hao Net Kiss (HIStory 2: Crossing the Line)
Sky and Prapai Final Kiss (Love in the Air) vs Siwon and Daun Dream Kiss (Blueming)
Vegas and Pete First Kiss (Kinnporsche: The Series) vs Palm and Nueng Beach Kiss (Never Let Me Go)
Payu and Rain Victory Kiss (Love in the Air) vs Yi and Kon Diao Sofa Kiss (Cutie Pie: The Series)
Mark and Vee Ep 3 Kiss (Love Mechanics) vs Arthit and Kongpob Ep 14 Kiss (SOTUS: The Series)
Gao Shi De and Zhou Shu Yi Bridge Kiss (We Best Love: No. 1 For You) vs Gun and Cher Ep 10 Kiss (A Boss and a Babe)
Jaeyoung and Sangwoo Ep 7 Kiss (Semantic Error) vs Bai Lang and Jin Xuan First Kiss (My Tooth Your Love)
Seojoon and Jiwoo Final Kiss (To My Star 2: Our Untold Stories) vs Pluem and Kevin First Kiss (Ghost Host Ghost House)
Milk and Uncle Final Kiss (Choco Milk Shake) vs Payu and Rain Ep 5 Kiss (Love in the Air)
Tan and Bun Couch Kiss (Manner of Death) vs Mark and Vee Shower Kiss (Love Mechanics)
Neo, Shin, and Mew Beach Kiss (3 Will Be Free) vs Sound and Win Forehead Kiss (Our Skyy 2 x My School President)
Lian and Kuea Siam Paragon Kiss (Cutie Pie) vs Win and Team Be Brave Kiss (Between Us/Until We Meet Again)
Tinn and Gun Park Kiss (My School President) vs Khai and Third First Kiss (Theory of Love)
Akk and Ayan Dream Kiss (The Eclipse) vs Seriyo and Yuzuru Bedroom Kiss (Seven Days: Friday - Sunday)
#sorry the text is small it's the best i could do#bl bracket#bl shows#bl drama#bad buddy#eternal yesterday#the eighth sense#gameboys#to my star#to my star 2#we best love#we best love fighting for mr 2nd#my school president#msp#utsukushii kare#my beautiful man#kinnporsche#kinnporche the series#our dating sim#the eclipse#not me#not me the series#blueming#a tale of a thousand stars#atoats#triage#triage the series#old fashion cupcake#ai long nhai#never let me go
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[1 Notification]
it's all so incredibly loud | next part
Etho | 4:18 PM
hey cleo ! could you meet me at the rooftop of our apartment later?
Seen 4:22 PM
Cleo | 4:23 PM
uhm… why?
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Etho | 4:23 PM
c’mmon, indulge in me a little bit?
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Cleo | 4:24 PM
i already do that by being your roommate
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Etho | 4:26 PM
i’ll bring your favorite from the coffee shop?
Seen 4:27 PM
Cleo | 4:27 PM
promise?
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Etho | 4:28 PM
deal
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Cleo | 4:28 PM
<3
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Cleo | 4:28 PM
this is why you’re my favorite
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Etho | 4:29 PM
yeah sure
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Etho | 4:30 PM
meet me at 6 after classes?
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Cleo | 4:30 PM
sounds alright
Seen 4:31 PM
Etho | 5:47 PM
hey
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Etho | 5:47 PM
so i uh.. went ahead
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Etho | 5:48 PM
[picture attached]
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Etho | 5:48 PM
feel free to come up here once you’re home :)
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Etho | 6:26 PM
cleo?
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Etho | 6:26 PM
wow, i buy your favorite and now ignore me :(
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Etho | 6:28 PM
kidding!
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Etho | 7:33 PM
uhm.. cleo?
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Etho | 7:36 PM
i hope you’re doing alright
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Etho | 7:36 PM
i can pick you up if you’d like?
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Etho | 8:12 PM
cleo i went back to the apartment now because grian didn’t bring his key
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Etho | 8:12 PM
i’ll probably just wait here too.. bit chilly up there, haha
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Etho | 8:29 PM
cleo
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Etho | 8:29 PM
yoru stuff isgone ?
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Etho | 8:29 PM
like
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Etho | 8:30 PM
your room is epmtyo f youe stuff
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Etho | 8:30 PM
i juts messaged bdubs adn grian just callde lizzie
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Etho | 8:30 PM
they both havent seeny ou after class
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Etho | 8:30 PM
thry said you eevn rushed out of art class a whlie ago
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Etho | 8:30 PM
and joek and scara re nowhere to be foudn too
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Etho | 8:30 PM
and joel stoppef repyling tol izzie
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Etho | 8:30 PM
giran and i aer worried
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Etho | 8:31 PM
pelase reply wehn you can
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Etho | 11:07 PM
grian and i just came from the receptionist
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Etho | 11:07 PM
said you got a call from your family about your parents
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Etho | 11:08 PM
we don’t know what’s going on, but whatever it is, i hope you know grian and i are here for you
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Etho | 11:08 PM
and scar and joel of course
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Etho | 11:11 PM
i really wish you guys are alright
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Etho | 11:11 PM
and that whatever you guys are going through right now will pass
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Etho | 11:11 PM
you three are some of the strongest people i’ve ever met
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Etho | 11:11 PM
especially you
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Cleo | 2:27 AM
hi
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 2:28 AM
please don’t take any of this personally
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 2:28 AM
i’m so sorry i couldn’t say more
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Cleo | 2:28 AM
or anything properly to you directly
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 2:28 AM
but i will say
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 2:29 AM
you’ve always been my favorite
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Cleo | 2:29 AM
and you’ve always had this way of making me feel loved
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 2:29 AM
even though i don’t deserve it
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Cleo | 2:29 AM
please don’t burn the apartment down now i’m gone
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 2:28 AM
This number has blocked you.
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 3:49 AM
This number has unblocked you.
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 3:49 AM
i just realized that there’s a really big chance we’ll never see each other again
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 3:49 AM
so i
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Cleo | 3:51 AM
god this is harder than i thought
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 4:07 AM
i love you
Seen 8:28 AM
Cleo | 4:07 AM
This number has blocked you.
Seen 8:28 AM
Etho | 8:30 AM
that’s what i was supposed to tell you last night
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:30 AM
why didn’t i tell you sooner
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:30 AM
we won’t burn the apartment down
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:31 AM
and you deserve all the love in the world
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:31 AM
and you’ve also always been my favorite
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:32 AM
i love you too
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:32 AM
yall better come back to us
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 8:36 AM
please
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 4:27 PM
cleo
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
Etho | 4:28 PM
our math prof a while ago said you, scar, and joel dropped out?
ERROR | Message cannot be sent
(also this AU is being held up by Glass Animal songs, specifically their album "How to Be A Human Being")
go to the au's next part
A/N: this snippet of cleo and etho is just a part of the big picture as this is just to set up the AU. it will touch on their... relationship (?), but it isn't the focus. the next part i'll write will depend on the poll's answers 👍
feel free to ask qs :]
#htbahb au#zombiecleo#ethoslab#cletho#this has been in my drafts for a while#sulat ni flerida#trafficshipping#hermitshipping
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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ we always end up like this (chapter 8)
Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.
Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.
Pairing: taehyung x female!reader
rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)
word count- 5k !!
Chapter warnings- swearing, mentions of fights, emotional abuse, manipulation, relationship drama, confused feelings, mentions of depression, kind of a sad chapter, lots of deep emotions. oh and also smut. (guys you arent ready) - also excuse any spelling errors.
enjoy :)
You didnt end up falling asleep until around 4am that night, Taehyung stayed up with you the entire time, making sure you were okay.
"its okay, lets just stay in bed" he hushed when you protested something about getting up and ready for the day.
"I want to shower" you sat up and looked over at him, dark circles under his eys, he looked....rough.
"then shower" he finally sat up as well, his face turning to you when his eyes shot wide. "oh"
Tilting your head, you looked back at him, "what?"
"you have a bruise" he gestured to his own jaw while looking at yours. your hand flew to cup your cheek, hiding it. "yeah I figured I would probably have a mark. Good thing for makeup, right?" you joke and pull the covers back, feet meeting the cold floor.
"you know we still have to talk about everything, right?"
You tensed up and turned on the ball of your heel to face him. "yeah....just give me a few, okay?"
he nodded, taking a breath as you scurried into the bathroom, door shutting loudly.
He wasn't mad at you, he was upset in the same sense you were upset at him for hitting kaito. However, when something bothers Taehyung, it bothers him deeply and fully. It was something you observed from a young age, the complete mental shutdown whenever something didn't go right for him, or there was a situation that made him upset in anyway. You cant remember the last time he has been like this.
After your shower, the aroma of bacon infiltrated your nose, leading your footsteps out to the kitchen. "what are you doing?" you asked quietly, wet hair dripping onto the tile below you.
"Im making breakfast?" he made an obvious gesture to the stove and fridge, making you roll your eyes. His attention was on the lavender camisole you changed into, as well as the fact you had used your makeup to hide last nights evidence.
"why do you have a tone with me" you leaned against the counter and crossed your arms. "I dont" he shrugged
"youre being snippy"
he laughed and turned back to the food, throwing some onto a plate with fruit and shoving it your way.
you took the plate and met his eyes with your own. "thanks. why are you moody?" you quickly pressured once again
"are you serious?" he whipped around to you
"what?"
"have you completely forgotten what has happened in the past 24 hours? or do you want me to catch you up?" he scoffed
"im fully aware" you glared at the boy
"then why are you acting like I dont have a reason to be upset?"
"you dont-" you paused, setting down the plate of food and looking at it. You allowed yourself to take a breath before looking out the window. The shitty weather captivated the shitty aura of the kitchen. "lets just eat breakfast then talk"
he looked at you before slowly turning back to his food, you returning to your room and shutting the door.
Now you were alone with your own thoughts to gather before having to face the situation. It wasnt that you were afraid to talk to taehyung. It would never be that, no. It was you were afraid to be honest with yourself.
You so desperately wanted to just bathe in what felt like love, what felt like a chance at a happy easy-going relationship. You wanted it so, so badly.
So badly- that you told everyone things were good when they werent. You knew this ship would sink soon enough, but not like this, not like that. You thought the bliss would at least last a little longer. Now you sat like an open exposed wound for everyone to examine and tell you how to fix it, when you already knew the problem wasn't fixable.
stitches couldn't hold together what you felt.
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Once you both silently took your collective times apart in seperate rooms, you agreed to sit in the living room. The rain pattering onto the glass quietly as his record player was faintly heard in the other bedroom created a semi-comfy environment to be in.
"So..." Taehyung sat on the floor, in front of the tiny table, watching you cross your legs to sit on the opposite side of him, body scrunched up defensively.
You chewed your lip and looked at your hands, avoiding contact with the boy in front of you. "I'm sorry, for everything" you quickly decide on ripping the bandaid off as soon as possible, his eyes flicker to yours.
"I lied about so much and, its not fair to you. Youve been my best friend for so long and I dont like keeping secrets, theres been a strain between us for quite a bit now, and I dont know what to do"
He nodded as you spoke calmly, part of him elated and relieved that he didn't have to pry you open to the conversation.
"Kaito was an asshole, he is an asshole. I don't even know what it was that I saw in him."
"I would assume...that it wasnt the first time he had done something like this, put his hands on you, that it?" tae added in
You sighed and finally looked up to him, shrugging helplessly. There it was, your heart on the table in front of you both, you mine as well be honest because theres no going back anymore.
"theres been a few times. not to that extent but yeah"
He exhaled and ran his hand over his face, "why didnt you tell someone?"
"I couldnt" your voice was shaky now, eyes trailing to your wrist that still had marks on it from just a few weeks ago. It was embarrassing.
"what do you mean you couldnt? you just sat and fucking suffered?" his voice was a bit louder, hands now gripping his arms as they crossed over his chest.
"Its not that easy, taehyung! fuck, I, I just couldnt come out and tell everyone that I was going through that, and then be questioned why I stayed, and then further have to fucking explain that im incapable of feeling loved without someone loving me romantically." you wipe a tear, slight anger and frustration evident. "that shit is fucking humiliating" you shook your head.
He swallowed harshly and looked at you, scrambling of something to say.
"you dont get how hard it is to be in college, and having all your friends hookup and shit....I dont want that, I never wanted that. I cant, I attach myself too easily and-"
"that wasnt love, y/n"
"what?"
"you said you needed someone to love you romantically in order to feel genuinely loved? That man never loved you" he spat, knowing it sounded harsh but hoping his point came across in the directed manor. It was obvious; any person who could hurt their so called significant other with no regret is not someone worth the label of loving. You knew that.
"i was lying to myself"
"and everyone around you, too" he sighed, folding his arms out in front of himself.
"im sorry" you breathe, watching as he looked around softly.
"I wish you hadnt kept it a secret for so long, y/n, I know that you wanted everyone to see this fake image of what you wanted to be perceived as, but you know...its okay for things to not go as we plan, right?"
you shrug
"we are young, and frankly, we are stupid. Do I think I should have hit Kaito last night? no, it was wrong of me. Do I think he deserved it? yes, but thats not the point, the point is that sometimes you have to forgive yourself and accept yourself."
"what do you mean?"
"you have to learn to accept yourself for how you are, stop trying to create some fake fucking image for the rest of the world. who cares? You have so much going for you, who gives a shit if you dont have a perfect relationship? there are many people we know who are probably doing much worse" he chuckled lightly, making you nod.
"just be easier on yourself, I would never judge you. Faking shit is not worth getting hurt over." he added on, emotion and sadness now showing through his voice.
You nod once more, eyes filling up again, "okay"
He stood to his feet and walked over to sit beside you, using the opportunity to pull you into his warm embrace, sighing contently when you returned the hug.
"you have to just...let some things go." he whispered, "nothing has to be perfect" his hand gently rubbed your back. "sometimes what we want isn't what we get"
you sniffled and hid your face in his neck, pulling back to look into his eyes. "and what is it that you want?"
He smiled softly as he examined your face, so much thought in your head as your hands fidgeted. you
"you to be happy" he emphasized, squeezing your palm
"I want you to be happy too, taehyung. I should have never dragged you into this shit."
"Im happy when you are, and hey, we cant change whats happened. we need to just...move forward and hope for the best"
You quickly hugged him again, face tight against his chest as his head rested atop yours.
"Do you ever miss Gwangju?" you asked
Tae smiled and got lost in thought for a minute, "yeah...yeah I do" he whispered.
"we should have never moved here, Busan is nothing but trouble" you giggle softly, a sound that lifts weight off of taehyungs chest.
"we had good times there, huh?"
"I miss it so much, I miss everything about it."
"like what?" he asked gently, hand playing with your hair.
"Just how we would always be at eachothers houses, eating home made meals and biking through the streets. Just living normally, just being kids" you sigh, leaning into him
"we still can do all those things now, here, at the apartment" he spoke up quietly. You two are used to spending time close together, but schedules have been clashing, creating a difficult distance between you both.
"we cant" you chuckle breathily, pulling away and wiping your nose with a tissue.
"why not?" he pouted, a slight, hopeful smile on his lips.
You gave him a knowing glare, pressing your back against the couch as your hands fell into your lap. "well....isnt it obvious?"
"No, guess not" he tilted his head, genuinely confused.
"I think....over the summer..." you trailed off, eyes lost in some random object across the room as the boy next to you tried to catch on. "I think we made some mistakes"
"oh" he looked down, immediately understanding what was coming.
"and we never have spoke about it, and I think we should" you turn your body to him.
"I dont think thats necessary" he shook his head, bouncing his knee.
"you told me to be honest with you"
"I told you to be honest with yourself" he clarified, scoffing slighting.
He never wanted to fully confront the whole issue you both fell into almost a year ago, it was something that just happened. You both agreed to sleep together for a little while, it was mutual, nothing more nothing less. He had a hard enough time getting over his feelings and hopes he had for you, and he isnt ready to have this conversation. Not here, and not now.
"what if this is being honest with myself?" you spoke calmly, making his head lift up to you.
"what are you talking about?"
You looked at him and back down at your hands, "I dont know why we did all that, I dont know why we agreed to sleep together. Youve always been my best friend and I worry if I maybe ruined something-"
"no, no, you didnt." he stopped you quickly, "we both decided to do it, it was very much mutual. please dont think like that"
"but everything has been so off between us since then...." you pick at the fabric of the carpet.
"Yeah, I agree, but I dont think it has anything to do with that stuff"
"I do"
He looked at you and chewed on the inside of his cheek, feeling cornered.
"It wasnt like what we did was exactly bad, we had fun, we made rules, set boundaries, we jus- I mean, do you regret it that much?" he murmured quickly.
you stared at him for a moment, watching his chest rise with anticipation for your next words.
"I dont regret it at all...thats the problem" you quietly admit
Taehyung looks up, unsure if he heard you right. "im-im sorry?"
You shake your head, "I don't regret any of it, tae. I feel like we approached it, all of it, wrongly. I messed up a lot of things for myself, I cant seem to look at you the same anymore." you add.
Taehyungs heart was in his stomach, he pinched his thumb to make sure he wasnt having some dream. "so, you mean that..you dont regret doing what we did?"
"do you?" you counter.
"absolutely not" he exhaled.
you both looked at eachother quietly for what felt like forever.
"I feel like ive already embarrassed myself enough today but i'll just add to it I suppose" you start, taking his hand and looking at it. "when I say I miss the old us, it means I miss the time before I pretty much set myself up to fail....I guess I developed some feelings for you, which is entirely cliche, i know, but Ive been programming myself to get over it because I know that you and I wouldnt work" you admit
His eyes widen quickly, not sure what to do other than laugh, which makes you confused.
"what?" you semi-smile as he stands and catches his breath
"y/n...oh y/n" he kneels down to you, "if only you knew" he sighed
"knew what?" you panicked
"Ive felt the same way about you for the past few months and its been fucking eating me alive!!!" he openly speaks, making your eyebrows rise.
"you have no clue how hard its been to see you with Kaito, wishing it was me. you have no clue what its been like to live with you and see you look like that every day, its painful!" he laughs, feeling free in finally admitting what has been eating him alive for so long.
You find yourself breaking out into a smile, small giggles as your stomach flipped at his words. You wouldnt have pictured this happening, but here you were.
"I dont care if I look like a fool right now, you just.... you just made everything so much easier" he took a breath, smiling like crazy
"did I?" you smile widely, feeling elated that the outcome to this wasnt an embarrassing one.
"how could you ever think we wouldnt work?" he asked, holding your hands as he spoke more quietly now
you shrug, "I just didnt think you saw me that way"
"ah...." he sighed, "we should have known, we arent hookup people." he joked, making you laugh as you started at each other.
"I didnt think it was gonna be this simple...." you giggle, squeezing his hand, still shocked at how easy the coming clean was.
"we are fucking idiots" he smiles before pulling you closer
"yeah, we are" you whisper before pushing your lips to his suddenly, pulling back to see his reaction.
He blushed, pulling you back down to him and returning the kiss once more. It wasnt rushed, it was sweet, slow and meaningful.
Once you pulled back to catch your breath, you cupped his face lovingly, feeling like right now, there is nothing more you could possibly do to make yourself happier. "you know we will still have to further discuss this whole thing, yeah?" you whisper, thumb grazing his cheek.
"I know, I know." his hand falls on top of yours, "I want you to know that I care about you and Im serious about this, but I also dont want to rush things..."
"same here" you add
"but as of right now...I really wanna kiss you again." he spoke, making you laugh as the blood rushed up to your face. "do it all you want" you breathe out, returning his lips to yours as you moved yourselves up onto the couch, your legs coming around to straddle him.
He nearly choked, pulling away to wrap his hands on your waist. "maybe we should move to a more comfy spot?" he chuckled
you looked around before realizing you were about to bang it out with your friend on the living room couch. "yeah, okay, bedroom?" you stood, grabbing his hand as you both ran into the hall, escaping into your room like 2 horny teenagers in love.
It was ironic, actually. The first few times you two had sex, it felt mature, it felt like there was more to it, but it wasn't genuine. After today, things felt like they didn't need to be as put together, it was okay to just be....
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The bed dipped as you crawled onto it, turning over to lay on your back as you watching Taehyung join you, his figure hanging over yours. "whats so funny?" you smile, hands climbing up his arms, wrapping around his neck as you pulled him closer.
"nothing" he chuckled, lips moving from your jaw to your neck, making you gasp quietly. "just...think its funny how we always end up back here"
Your hand was tangled in his hair, "mhm...like I said, we are idiots" you smile, closing your eyes blissfully as his tongue swipes down to your clavicle. "dont tease, I think we both have waited long enough"
"okay, okay" he winked at you jokingly before gently moving his hands to your tank top, lifting it carefully. You sat up slightly, wrapping an arm around to unclip your bra and toss it to the side.
There was no shyness with him when it came to being naked, it was the feeling of comfort, like you know he would never judge you or your body, and he never did.
"mmm" he hummed against your neck, lips kissing down to your breasts as his tongue slid across your nipple. "ah-" your head gently fell against the pillows behind you, biting your lip to try to contain any noises that attempted to escape.
"youre okay with this, yeah?" he looked up a bit to catch your expression, making sure you were alright.
"yes, im okay with it" you smiled and watched as the boy carefully returned to pressing his lips against your chest, gently sucking the skin on the side of your breast so he would leave a mark.
The arousal between your legs was hidden under your shorts, thighs rubbing together beneath him as you tried your best to just let go and not be so tense.
"can we take these off?" he looked back at you, fingers lightly holding onto the hem of your shorts.
"I personally find it unfair that Im naked and you still have all of this on" you gestured to his hoodie and sweatpants, making him laugh. Usually when you two were in this position, there was very little talking, and very little time spent on taking clothes off. Taehyung wanted it to be different right now though, he wanted to take all the time in the world, there was no rush here.
You sat up and pulled down your shorts, kicking them off from around your feet before directly moving to take off Taehyungs hoodie, placing it somewhere off the bed. His lips attached to yours, pushing you back into the bed. Something about kissing Taehyung was just different, you couldnt put a reason as to why, exactly, it just was. The comfort that was felt, the way he was messy but also passionate as his tongue danced against yours.
His long fingers delicately ran across your chest, making its way ever so lightly down your stomach, and to your thigh, causing you to shiver a bit. "Youre so beautiful" he whispered, teeth grazing your ear lobe as his words spilled into your system.
He would beat himself up if he ruined this, if he hurt you, if he made you feel like you were anything less than what you had become; treating you as if your skin was nothing more than the thinnest glass. He didnt want to just compliment you, he wanted you to feel how much he has yearned for this, for you to understand his regret in not being 'a man' and openly expressing his feelings within the first go around. For someone who knew your body almost as well as his own, he was so worried about breaking it.
His index finger hooked into the hem of your underwear, beginning to lightly pull them down your legs. The exposure felt familiar, it wasn't nerve wracking for you. The man above you was one you trusted with your body more than anyone.
"taehyung" you breathed out, slightly parting both of your thighs apart, the feeling of his breathing against your skin as he slowly kissed down to your navel, stopping right before your center.
He took one last look up at you, perhaps it was a moment of pride, or an ego boost over, but seeing how red your face had become even in the dimly lit room gave him a sense of accomplishment- and he wasn't even rightfully touching you yet.
Once his tongue pressed flatly against your core, your hand shakily flew to grab onto his hair. If you hadnt been so aroused in the bliss, you would have opened your eyes and looked down at the boy sitting between your thighs. You woke up this morning with a sore jaw, headache, and a bone to pick, now here you were getting eaten out in your bedroom with the boy who put you in this position in the first place.
"mmmh" you used your other hand to press over your lips, knowing that if you were too loud, your neighbors might have a few words to share with you. His tongue continued to poke at your clit slowly, a little too slowly. His arm came up to press down one of your thighs, keeping your entrance open for his access.
"youre soaked, holy shit" he laughed softly, moving back and wiping your wetness off of his jaw as he began to use two of his fingers to trace along your vagina. "baby, please" you whispered, hand trailing down to find his hand, locking it into your own.
You gasped at the sudden intrusion of his long fingers, pushing deep into your cunt and retracting slowly, only to repeat over and over again. You couldnt tell if you were blushing at just the simple action, or the lewd sounds filling the room, either way you were left breathless and squirming under his touch.
"this okay?" he smiled, still feeling his chest tighten at the given fact you called him 'baby'.
"yea- oh my god..." you arch your back slightly when he presses his tongue back to your neglected clit, kitty licking it just barley.
"ride my fingers, cmon baby" he egged you on, unable to help the smirk stuck on his face as he searched around for that one spot.
You had to admit, you were surprised at Taehyungs dialogue- he was never one to speak during sex in general, despite the occasional pet name. It shocked you, but at the same time only turned you on more.
Your hips rocked gently against his hand as he added a 3rd finger, making you whine loudly. "I feel so full, fu-fuck" you clenched around his digits, catching his smug face as he watched you fall apart.
The ends of his fingers curled perfectly, making you moan aloud, hand slapping over your mouth once more as you tried to shut your thighs. He seemed proud of himself for being able to find your g-spot, recognizing your behaviors and hardening his actions even more.
"Taehyung, please," you plead, rocking your hips as a faint layer of sweat builds up on the creases of your legs. "cmon baby, cum for me, its okay just let go" he spoke so gently, in such a tone that didnt match the situation playing out in front of him.
His fingers continued to prod at your sweet spot before he returned his tongue to your bundle of nerves, watching your chest rise and fall frantically. "im right here" he whispered- and that was just what you needed to come apart.
"ohhh" you clenched around him once more, arching your back as your vision went white, you could have sworn you went blind for a moment. "you okay?" he asked, pulling his fingers out and crawling back up to you, kissing your forehead. Your eyes flutter open to see him, complete admiration in your face as you take him in. "yeah...yeah im okay...that was-"
"good?" he giggled shyly, his behavior completely switching from what it once was just a mere few seconds ago.
"yeah.." you sighed, smiling. You felt like you were on cloud 9, but you still wanted more. You, somewhere deep down, feared this was a dream, and he would leave if you stopped.
Your hands ran down the front of his chest and down his stomach, biting your lip as you looked back at him, noses touching a bit as he leaned to kiss you once more.
It started as slow kisses, but the eagerness you had for eachother quickly took over. Your hands led to the hem of his sweatpants as you untied them, his mouth attacking your neck roughly, panting.
"baby-" you whimpered, trying to push him back so you could take off his pants easier. He smiled at you and leaned back, untying them himself as he moved and slid them off along with his boxers.
You watched as his erection sprung out, eyes immediately drawn to the red tip leaking with pre-cum. You had to admit, you almost moaned just looking at it.
He caught your gaze as his hand began to stroke himself a few times, moving back above you. He blushed and tried to return to hiding his face as he kissed your jaw. "dont be shy now, its too late to be hiding" you teased, hands wrapping around him and gently grazing his back, pulling him down.
"you want this?" he asked once more, eyes looking into yours.
"I do, do you?"
"of course" he nodded, kissing you once more before bringing his dick to your center, sliding his tip up and down your folds slowly, making you lift your hips up in search of more friction.
You hid your face against his shoulder as he pressed himself into you, eyes checking and making sure you were okay while doing so. Once he bottomed out, he moved both of his forearms on either side of you, face against yours as he pressed his lips all over your face, peppering you in kisses. "are you okay, angel?"
You squeezed your eyes together until he was all the way in, it obviously wasn't your first time, but it definitely had been a long enough period of time since the last time you have had sex, so the feeling was a bit abnormal. You exhaled and opened your eyes faintly, "yeah im okay" you pressed your lips to his, feeling more comfortable as he made sure you felt okay enough before moving. "you can move now" you pushed his hair out of his face and cupped his cheeks, looking into his eyes as he began to move his hips, slowly pulling out only to push back in.
The first few strokes were not that pleasurable, so you wiggled your butt to allow him to access deeper into you, shifting the placement. He groaned quietly as he pushed back in, hands now gripping your hips.
"ahh, fuck" you whispered, pushing your head back into the pillow as you began to feel more pleasure between your legs, his dick reaching spots his or your fingers never could. "feel good?" he asked, fighting back his own moan as you clenched around him so deliciously, he had to go slow or he would cum right there and then.
"so fucking good" you grazed your hand down the side of his face as you whined, your arousal speaking for you as the wet sound became more audible the faster he pumped into you. "missed this, missed you" you admit, eyes squeezing shut once more
"missed you so fucking much" he groaned, crashing his lips against yours as he lifted himself carefully. "More please" you whisper shyly, feeling a tightness in your stomach that yearned to be released.
He sat back and gently gripped your thighs, spreading them further apart s you were exposed entirely. He took in your fucked out state before beginning to thrust into you once more, this time with a quickened pace.
He mumbled your name as he threw his head back, skin slapping against yours as your moans filled the room. "yes, yes" you encouraged him, bucking your hips up to meet him in between each time he pushed further into you.
He urged you to lift your hips as he put a pillow under your lower back, something he always did to ensure he reached your g-spot.
You gasped and clutched the blanket, whimpering as he continued to thrust into you. "right there!"
The headboard of your bed was clashing against the wall, creating a loud sound. You tried to reach over to hold it but couldnt, "tae, the neighbors, fuck, its too lou- oh!" you could barley finish a sentance, his dick fucking you just right as you felt yourself becoming dumb at his actions.
"I dont care, let them hear" he spoke forcefully, hands squeezing into your thighs as he held them up. "let them know how good you feel"
You clenched upon hearing his words, for someone who never did dirty talk, he sure fucking knew what to say.
You whined and gripped your chest as he pulled out, once again gliding his tip down your folds and to your clit. "so fucking perfect for me, baby" he whispered, pushing back in and making you moan louder at his sudden action.
"tell me-" Taehyung began, setting a pace as he thrusted into you, "did her ever touch you like this? did he ever make you feel this good?" he groaned, eyes trailing down your sweaty body squirming beneath him.
Your face grew red as you shook your head frantically, "no- no he didnt" you admit, whimpering as you began to feel a build up.
"good" he leaned forward, his dick angling just right as he got close to your face, "dont ever let anyone touch you like this" he warned, his possessiveness something entirely new to you.
"mhm, n-never" you manage to spit, nails digging into his shoulders and back. "baby im so close" you cried, sneaking a hand down to between your bodies, fingers rubbing at your clit as his mouth reached down to your breast, tongue prodding at your hardened nipple.
"me too" he breathed out, lifting your thigh higher as he fucked into you more, "fuck im gonna cum, where do you want it?" he exhaled
Your hands gripped him harder, barley managing to speak, "i-inside" you whimper, feeling your orgasm suddenly wash over you the same time his did. Your mouth fell open softly as you arched into the bed. You werent sure how loud you both were, but you knew that it was probably one of the best orgasms of your life.
"so good for me, y/n, always so fucking good" he gently pulled out, watching his semen spill out of you and onto the bedsheets. You pulled him back up to lay on top of you, the room silent, filled with heavy breathing. your hands delicately played with his hair, eyes shutting as his head rested on your chest.
You both werent sure how exactly this happened, or if it even should have happened, but it was something to worry about later. All of these months, harboring feelings and keeping secrets- it didnt mean anything anymore. You felt safe, comforted here with taehyung, and as you both silently spoke and praised eachother before drifting off to sleep, you hope he did too.
a/n- WELL THEN.
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Another idea I had when I should have been asleep. (I’m currently writing this out very late and I’m gonna post tomorrow so pls excuse me if there are errors)
A tol enters a town, and everybody panics and everything, but the tol means no harm, and tries to calm everyone down, say they come in peace. For reason someone takes a moment to pause and be like “wait a minute… can you lift this up?” The thing is really heavy, requiring multiple people of their size to lift. Or maybe the thing that the giant was asked to help with was something the smols were already having a problem with before they showed up, and one of the villagers just has a eureka moment
The tol is like “Umm… sure?” And goes to reach for and easily lift up said object.
Everybody sees this and gasps as they witness their strength. They realize that sure, this tol is big and scary, but they can lift heavy things!! That’s useful! And.. they did say they come in peace… hmmmmm….
Maybeeee…. they’ll give this giant a chance, IF they help out with more useful stuff like that!
The giant agrees, perhaps even amused by the requests but not minding it, and it just starts up this cute partnership of a tol being the little townsfolk helper, forming a bond with everybody along the way.
i was kind of either thinking of this taking place in medieval times, or a modern human perhaps coming across a tiny, more “primitive” species
idk, does that sound nice? its 4:05 here…. 🥴 me go to bed….
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Long time no see, huh? Here I give you a Fyodor x reader oneshot that should be considered fluff, but I feel it has some darker undertones. 4k words, Nikolai included. Enjoy!
The final verdict of love: it is much more real than one would believe.
He drowned his soul in the cup of your hands.
That much you knew; in the shivering of his lashes, the sprout of his tired smile, and the collapsed arches of his brows, the truth lay naked. Bare on your fingertips. Surrendered and yours. His face, as calm as a storm's birth.
You could abuse this. Grip him by the jaw, twist it, and end him. Or, kindly, dig your fingers into his cheeks. Maybe you could. Maybe he deserved it. But you weren't the good butcher. That was God. Again, a possibility, – you could be God. But what use of the brain's endless tumbling and pondering, when the reality to achieve it is limited? When one's hands can only build so much and break more; when one's talents lie undiscovered, sediment to aging; when one's desires obstruct their freedom? You could be no God. You were too responsible. Fyodor, on the other hand, sometimes was not.
A glance at him, to see that he stared back, tired smile and bloodshot eyes. Too much time spent before the screens. His eyes did not fare well, how unexpected, how – not warned about, time and again! You wanted to knock the old, tediously repeated warnings into his thick skull, bump your fists against his head, even if playfully.
But this moment, how could you possibly break it? Perhaps he counted on the axiom, that you could not. You'd count on it too. Trial and lack of error proved it to be fine. That in such matters, you could resort to gentleness. In doing so, you learned excuses to love more. They fluttered in your chest like childish mischiefs – and couldn't exactly that be love? Mischief?
It certainly felt like it, when you sank your head, landing your lips on his head. Hairs stuck to your lips, and to your nose a scent clean, fresh, one that lulled, and pulled memories, those of your first few times this close. They were marked by strange anxiety that would soon become excitement, contentment; now, the stage of anxiety would be skipped. It was only bliss to hold him.
And to think what had led up to this moment! Intentions best and words unspoken! Back when you realized, stranded in this temporary apartment, that Fyodor had been working in his room for hours upon hours, all day, and it was nigh evening! Naturally, you had no problem leaving him to it; the problem lay in the fact he was staring at the computers for coding and hacking and whatnot. You were no expert in such affairs, though he did explain some and you found them interesting; you still weren't willing to hone that craft due to the insufferable amount of sitting and dullness it required. You could train your brains in other ways. Read and write a bit of your own you did, but that day, something else interspersed your intellectual endeavors.
You had been bringing him drinks, fruit, and healthy snacks. You found a recipe for whole wheat sticks that turned out wonderful on the first try, so that's also what you brought him, and had some for yourself. And he was grateful, he expressed it, and he did eat and drink all of it. Occasionally, you'd also enter the room to take the empty bowls and plates. Your small contribution to his work!
That still did not change the fact his poor joints were immobile all day, and eyes restless. At the evening's fall, you couldn't help but intervene yet again, this time, with no food and mere checkups. As you entered the room both bright and dark, you approached him, and leaned in, obnoxiously so. "Your eyes, Fedya," you whispered. His brow perked. "They look bloody awful, both bloody and awful!"
"...is that supposed to humor me?" he grumbled, voice near a croak.
"No."
"Wonderful then, for it worked as intended." You were immune to this venom. It contended through your cold bloodstream. But more flooded, "I know what you want. I told you at the beginning. I cannot provide that."
You were fully aware and prepared for the fact this relationship would entail; as he said, he had told you, yet you had known beforehand. But this was no matter of normalcy, this was a matter of well-being. You began slowly, softly, "Fedya..."
And were interrupted quickly, "Do you need assurance? Just so you could be imperfect. Is it fear? Is it insecurity? Is it the human need to have any or both?" For you, violet eyes turned violent.
"If you're so intelligent, Dostoyevsky, then provide understanding." You smirked at your own words. But in the captive moments seized by your intertwined gazes, you saw – you changed nothing. Despite that, you did not falter. Then, he spun on his chair, his back to the lights of the monitors. They left a shadow in his shape. Briefly, for they shut down at that instant, and he stood up. Walked towards you, lingered before you, expression rock solid. Now it was the faint light of the hallway that illuminated him, and now, it was the shadow in your shape that captured him.
You liked this. He had great control of his presentation, and the fact he was lacking in one meant he was most likely hiding his emotions. "God doesn't apologize," you scorned into that lie of a face.
"He is so easy to hate," he agreed. "But I am sorry."
"Took an irrational misstep back there, Fyodor? Oh, you poor soul!" You circled around his poise, vulture around carcass. Spoke in hyperboles. "What is the next thing you'll say, happiness is unethical? Why, you cannot be allowed to love! You cannot be allowed to suffer! Keep it all predictable and leashed, surely, that is how one tames life, by suffocating it! And then, then, when it foams back with an upturned stomach, what will you think, Fyodor? 'How surprising, my life is not a computer case to smack when the code is off,' is that what you'll think?"
"No."
"You are correct, for you won't live to think of it, Fyodor. Have your IQ measure in three hundred, but you will not achieve it." You glared daggers at him, and yet, there was a sting in your own eyes. "And I will be there to see you fail." As he promised. As you'd known. But both remained. And you stifled your tears every time.
"Tragedy is an immortal genre, hmm?" he cooed.
"I'll chop your spaghetti hair off."
"Oh, comedy, too." You snorted.
You knew exactly how this would go. You would not apologize for the meaning behind your words, you would, however, apologize for their delivery. Then he'd provide understanding, and apologize too, again. He'd also lower himself, more candidly than before; admit his faults, that certainly, he should've been gentler, there was no excuse to his behavior, not even in the work he had done. And you'd agree, but add that perhaps, the both of you had had plenty left unsaid, hence the explosions from both sides. He'd hesitate to agree. Because he would be gentler.
You decided to test the prediction, and even if it unfolded the same, you would have it. There would be an expected bout of comfort to it. You'd long realized that, once accustomed to the condition of such comfort, the known could yield the same satisfaction as the unknown. Both were difficult to deal with. Only, the known was firmer, and it was built upon, and it was yours.
So you had it. The conversation stumbled on awkward legs, but known steps. Beyond the realm of your prediction, he then softly spoke, "Regardless, it was I who made the mistake, and who caused you an outburst. You had it with a good reason, and you spoke well, and spoke right... but some truths are for us to accept and ignore, are they?"
"For the sake of other truths," and you agreed, and he took your hands, his gaze reserved for them as well. Then he tugged at them, and took a step away, away from his workroom, towards the living room, past you. "Are you sure you can leave your work like that...?" you had to question.
"I am." And you knew it would be well. He did not smile. He did not look at you. Yet, you knew it would be well.
He only took you to the couch. Once there, you decided to be spontaneous due to his solemn form; why not, shake you both out of this? So you threw yourself on the couch, yanking him with you. Expectedly, he yelped and fell on you. Despite his lean form, there was a weight to him, and coupled with the force of impact... "Ow!" It hurt. Still, you laughed, bringing his now messy hair back into order.
"Are you alright...?" he quietly checked.
"Yes!" you did not lie and gave him a pat of assurance.
"I won't ask what that was for," he mumbled. Then he shifted, adjusting himself comfortably on you, so as to not keep crushing you, but also to make it cozy for you both. He ended up with his head on your chest, arms wrapped around you, and that, that was your intro to the present. The present in which he was so quiet and tired, and sounded so when he at last, after almost an hour of rest, uttered, "Speak to me, thoughts untamed and unsoiled, clear of conscience, bare like consciousness."
He nuzzled his nose against your chest as you replied, "What if there are none? What if, after the wild hunt, all that is left is upturned soil?"
"Indeed, what if the Devil and other gods become imagination more than memory? What a bore it would be..." he effortlessly continued.
"Then, would you call it peace?"
Odd few moments of silence. "Yes, and in the holes of feral hooves, with the curious worms peeking through, still love."
"And when it inspires no poetry from your rehearsed tongue?"
"Still love. Doesn't have to quake mountains nor beds."
You chuckled. He deserved a kiss on his forehead for such wit. But when you leaned in to give it, he raised his head again, facing you. It was easy to redirect that kiss toward his lips. Not the always, but the usual.
. . .
The recurring point of your relationship were trips and separation. None came too difficult; these interventions meant you'd part ways only briefly. Fyodor could deal with any danger effectively. You were no different. Regardless, he usually insisted on separation. Whatever safety he could offer, he did, and by putting a distance between the two of you, who would the enemies go after? The bigger fish. Not you.
Cleverly, though, they'd try to track you down. Something almost impossible with your ability which granted manipulation of electromagnetic fields. Something that also inconvenienced Fyodor, for obvious reasons. Separation also stemmed from this fact.
Today was one of those not lonely, but alone days. You wandered around this new apartment, not bothering to take in the details; only colors and shapes crept into your awareness. Minimal, angular, beige, black. You'd changed so many residences that you were desensitized. What mattered much more were the possible assailants, and you believed you sensed them around, nearing. It was too early to decide at that distance, of dozens of meters.
So why not cut the time short by grabbing a book? Or rather... your phone. While you adored the weight of a book in your hand, it was highly impractical to carry one, no, dozens that you liked and, or, wanted to read. Hence you made peace with the fact your phone would be full of digital copies. Browsing shelves was replaced by scrolling the files.
You knew by heart where the book you were looking for was located; a singular epic fantasy book, an old stray among other, mostly philosophical, non-fantasy genres you'd read. But this one, you felt strangely nostalgic for. Why?
Perhaps because you sought escapism, but realistic escapism. One with the downsides of this world and the faithful rules of a different one. Downsides, you named it in your mind, when in truth it was only humanity with all its intricacies. Why downsides, then? And why would it be escapism, if running off to a similar world?
You hummed. A similar world with similar, thus relatable humans. Among them, indeed, in that solid ton of pages with a solid catalog of characters, why did you love most the one who suffered most? Cried for him, even? How peculiar. Did you miss the normal doses of sorrow, or did you recognize your own inside of him, one you could not see until he held it up to you? A character from epic fantasy. Not some philosophical powerhouse from a renowned classic (but those too). But a human with troubles and thoughts so grounded and simple, you deemed them... arrogantly, yes, but below you. Yet they made you cry. He made you cry.
Your finger hovered over that book's file. Tapping it felt almost like twisting a finger in an old wound. Thankfully, you were a sadist as much as a masochist. Maybe his story will wreck you in ways different than before, or none at all. Maybe your heart has grown, maybe it shrunk? What a tantalizing mystery! You'd soon dedicate yourself to it. But first, tea! Tea with a book would be most wonderful! What a way to explore the richness of your heart!
So you practically skipped to the kitchen, where you had set down a packet of fine tea bags you'd always carry with you. But on your way, something caught your interest, something on the kitchen table. Small and white on its dark surface.
It was a note, you saw, tiny, with the handwriting over it extravagant, barely fitting it, struggling to be contained. His. How come you hadn't noticed it before? You walked over, picking it up to read it.
Once I am back, honey, I'll drink from your hive.
Warmth nestled in your face. He surely knew you'd blush; these occasions of tenderness weren't too often from him. He loved from a philosopher's distance.
Oh, God. You couldn't believe it. Now? Right as you relished in this note? A sudden, electrolyte-rich pool on the roof. A human. Then you sensed a change in the conduct of the gutter; the human moved. You sighed, giving up on the tea and the mush. Were those bastards trying to assassinate you again? There, you gave them a headstart by not killing them immediately, as a boost to their confidence. Why kindness? Always to contrast it with evil!
Or keep it at kindness. You had a friend who had a tendency to appear at ridiculous whims.
You strolled towards the terrace, grabbed the door handle, and swung the door open. The crisp air of the night came like a slap to your face and a smack to your hands; you shuddered at it, grimaced at it. If they dared make the wrong move, you could end their bodily processes, due to the voltage needed for and generated by any cell to keep it alive and functioning. So you had every right to be bold – but apparently, no reason. You saw who it was.
Perched on the roof was Nikolai Gogol, winds beating his legendary cape, his wide pants too crumpled manifold. He held his quaky hat with two fingers, and it didn't slip away – the how was beyond you. You grinned due to his very appearance. "What a curious bird you are, Kolya!" you shouted for all the night to hear, hugging yourself due to the cold.
"You flatter me too much! Most in fact!" he shouted back, equally as delighted.
"I'd argue I flatter Fyodor most! Regretfully, I don't see you often enough to make up for it..." you trailed off, but he cheered.
"And I'd agree!" With a dramatic swish of his cape, he teleported in front of you, to lean in, and tell you, in a secretive yet friendly manner, quiet and quick, "Please keep it up, I doubt anyone would compliment him nearly as much."
You jumped back, a hand brought to your hand as you faked a gasp. "Oh my! What a terrible friend you are!"
He stuck his tongue out. "Interested in what I have to say or you'll scare me with your sudden meanness again?"
"Always interested." You brought your other hand to your mouth, blowing into them both.
He chuckled. "First of all –"
"Halt, Kolya."
"Why-y?"
"I need to focus right now"
"...oh".
The assailants you had long sensed had started regrouping, clearly headed towards you, but surrounding the house from a wide perimeter.
"Just - Dos wanted to prepare you for the, erm, clay doves."
"They really act like it," you murmured and huffed a gratuitous amount of steam. "Go on," you beckoned, opening the door of the terrace. You did not feel like staying outside any longer.
"No zapping?" Zapping? Oh, your killing method.
"If you want to get zapped, just ask!"
"Not yet! Yet?" He put a finger on his chin. Lucky him, he wore gloves. "Maybe even never, who knows! I wouldn't want to know a situation where that –"
You flicked his hat off. He gasped so hard that he – yawned? "Well, that was strange!" you commented with a giggle.
"No, that was mean, (Y/N), that was rude and unnecessary," he playfully grumbled. You laughed some more and stepped inside, standing by the door to let him in and finally close the goddamn door. In a moments' worth of time, he did it, and you could close it. No cold biting at your skin. What a simple pleasure. You rubbed your hands together. "Now, what else were you trying to tell me, if I interrupted you?"
"Oh! Right! That Dos dropped his phone and broke it..."
You raised a brow. His phone was made out of specific nanomaterials which created an electromagnetic field unique to it, therefore him. That was how you differentiated him. Alas, with no such phone, you could almost murder him, if you didn't pay attention...
Luckily, you did. Usually. Even with these suited, seemingly, professional assassins. You did at least look before striking, though even looks could be deceiving.
Speaking of, some attackers, you saw, were nearing the terrace. You 'zapped' them, and they dropped like sluggish sacks. Some, you felt, were coming through the front door, the opposite direction; as they smashed it down, you could clearly see they were not Fyodor, and had them drop dead as well. With the door gone, you could already feel the cold air reach you. Annoying. At least that should've eliminated the majority, if not all of the attackers-amateurs. Nikolai clapped.
"Ah, thank you, a murder has been avoided. Where is he now?" You did sense another field nearing, one that was... 'late' to the attack. You looked through the poor doorframe; in street lights, you saw a familiar dark coat. Your heart fluttered. Your growing grin was involuntary.
You heard the white-haired male respond, "A few streets away, at –"
"False," you told Nikolai and stuck a tongue out at him. He squinted. "(Y/N), why ask if you know?!" he complained, and your grin lessened to a smirk.
"So I can be mean to you, dear Kolya. If it hasn't been obvious, I quite like bullying you."
"Dos will hear of this," he declared solemnly, straightening his back.
Then a third, loved voice came into play: "Hear of what, Nikolai?" And you knew, and you looked, and you felt, Fyodor was there. Right at the doorstep he stood, posture unassuming and smile all-encompassing. "Because, if it's the bullying you wish to warn me about, I must inform you I'm a victim of it too." He smiled at you, and you grinned back.
"I can't help it! The two of you are simply so..." With your hands, you made grabbing movements at the both of them, but, still, moved towards Fyodor, gazing primarily at him. Gaze drained of him. Filling up, but not with tears. "And you, Fedya, you are..."
"Of horrible timing, I am aware, my dear, and I apologize. This was supposed to be a shared pastime, but one accident led to another, matters not even God can control..." Dropping his phone? "Thankfully Nikolai managed to step in, and for that, I thank him again." After a quick bow, Fyodor stepped over one of the bodies and some of the debris. When he invited himself, it was as if the cold left. "At least it was nice of them to open the door for me," he commented, wasting a glance at them. Both you and Nikolai laughed.
"I suppose I shall get going, then," Nikolai was heard. You were about to grab him and violently disagree, when he teleported away. You let out an "aw" and shook your head, looking back at Fyodor.
"Please don't worry about it! Any timing is good timing if it brings you back," you chirped, back to a cheerful attitude, which brought lilac eyes fully on you, slightly squinted in joy. He lifted a hand towards you, a dramatic gesture from his dramatic nature.
"It would've been better had we had our own massacre, but I can guarantee there will be a next and better time," he elaborated while you took his hand (cold, as usual, but...) and used it for support; you chose to copy him and jump over one of the corpses as well. Elegantly, you landed right before him, and took his other hand as well, clasping them together in your own. All was poetically well, until...
"Your hands are so cold!" you exclaimed, squeezing them. This went beyond his anemia!
"I know, I know... I am fine, it's simply that cold outside," he whispered in return. You brought them to your lips and blew into them. He laughed at that, a tender sound. "You've just taken away the key tool in my next endeavor, (Y/N), how can I possibly move my hands now?"
You chuckled, and let go. One hand of his surprised you by holding your cheek, its cold causing you a shiver; the other one, you observed, moved to the pocket in his coat. In it went, and outside it came, revealing a metallic box in its grasp.
You shook your head. "You didn't have to..." But he disagreed with you disagreeing, shushed you. You complied, in awe of the gentleness of that hush.
He held it for you to open it; you did, slowly, lulled by his narration. "Consider the universe; it would be my souvenir to you. Sadly, we have to compress the cosmos to ridiculous scales and meanings." Even as such, the gift was enough to earn a gasp from you.
He let go of your cheek to hold up the content of the box. It was an elegantly overdecorated silver necklace, the blue gem its essence around which white lines and minute chains communicated. Hanging from the lines were crosses, also tiny, stripped of detail. A material gift, a finite gift, a... you beamed.
A fittingly worthless gift, as any other. That is why you could give it any worth you wanted to, and you were no miser.
You showered him with gratitude and compliments, and he chuckled as he spun you, cemented you in place with hands on your waist, finally, to take and clasp the necklace around your neck. You shivered when his fingers grazed your skin. "I hope you find it fits you, but we can always replace it if it doesn't suit your liking," and he quietly spoke, words all tickles over your nape. You felt him move away, and that is when you turned to face him, a little jump in that movement of yours.
"But, before I go check it in the mirror, there is something I wanted to say." His brow perked, and you could not stall, both due to the cold night and due to the words you intended to warm with.
"I love you," you promised, for infinity to forget. "I love you too," he witnessed, his testimony to die with him. Man-made words. Imperfect, even with their love. Why would they echo unto forever? Ambitions may cease. Stories are meant to end, but conclusions outlive them.
Isn't love but a snare for innocence? Haughty wires. Let them choke. The sweetest embrace is the fate you accept.
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Ideas de rol: Parejas en conflicto
Recordamos que el siguiente texto no ha sido redactado por el staff de ToL, solo lo hemos traducido para que pueda llegar a más personas. La autoría pertenece a @elwinioxrph. Podéis leer el post original en su tumblr así como en nuestro tumblr bajo la etiqueta “idioma original”.
Son competidores: el mismo trabajo, el mismo campeonato, etc.
Son enemigos directos: uno quiere comprar el terreno para construir un centro turístico y el otro quiere que se convierta en un santuario de la naturaleza. Uno es abogado defensor y el otro es fiscal. Son soldados en bandos opuestos de la guerra, etc.
Uno ya ganó: heredaron una propiedad que debería haber sido del otro, o uno obtuvo el trabajo al que el otro esperaba ser ascendido, y el otro está furioso.
Rompieron su corazón en el pasado: tal vez hubo una buena razón detrás de eso, o tal vez eran idiotas en ese momento y se dan cuenta ahora.
Le hicieron daño al otro en el pasado: tal vez le hicieron daño al miembro de la familia o al amigo del otro.
Tienen problemas de confianza: su última relación terminó en una terrible traición.
Tienen problemas de intimidad: tal vez debido a un pasado traumático, se sienten demasiado vulnerables si alguien conoce sus verdaderas emociones o debilidades. tal vez sea un psíquico, un experto en comportamiento, o simplemente la única persona que puede ver a través de la otra y los hace sentir muy incómodos.
No confían en sus elecciones de citas: se han involucrado con varios perdedores seguidos y se están tomando un descanso, tal vez permanente.
Creen que nadie puede amarlos de verdad: cometieron un terrible error en el pasado o no son atractivos de la manera convencional.
Son buenos amigos, no quieren arriesgarse a arruinar su amistad llevándola al siguiente nivel.
Son compañeros de trabajo: no quieren hacer las cosas raras en la oficina, el restaurante o donde sea que ambos trabajen.
Están asustados por lo que realmente son: un hombre lobo, un vampiro, un ex convicto, un espía, etc.
Se suponía que era solo sexo: iban a ser amigos con beneficios, o tal vez uno de ellos es un escort. Enamorarse va en contra del arreglo original.
Se suponía que su amor era falso: fingían estar enamorados o casados, o contrajeron un matrimonio de conveniencia.
Al principio estaban fingiendo: hicieron una apuesta de que podrían acostarse con el otro, o fingieron que les gustaba el otro para poder descubrir sus secretos más oscuros.
Tienen escrúpulos morales: uno de ellos es el jefe del otro, su maestro, su captor, su exnovia o su mejor amigo, y eso les da que pensar.
Están luchando con problemas personales: uno de ellos está de duelo por la muerte de su pareja, su mejor amigo, su hijo, o tienen TEPT de la batalla o alguna otra experiencia terrible.
Su amor está prohibido por los demás: va en contra de las reglas, expresadas o tácitas, de su familia, organización, comunidad o religión.
Están en algo que al otro no le gusta: podría ser una adicción, como el alcohol, las drogas, el juego o una profesión, como el boxeo o la defensa de clientes corruptos en los tribunales. sea lo que sea, el otro no quiere saber nada de ello.
Sus culturas chocan: uno de ellos es un rockero y el otro es un ejecutivo de negocios, o aman la vida de la ciudad y el otro se dedica a la vida en un pueblo pequeño.
Uno de ellos está prometido a otra persona: tal vez la boda ya esté planeada y todo. Pueden tener razones para seguir adelante con un matrimonio sin amor.
Uno de ellos está casado con otra persona: es un arreglo legal extraño, no consumado, o el otro se escapó hace mucho tiempo porque su cónyuge era un imbécil abusivo.
Están enamorados de otra persona en lugar de el otro personaje: aún no se dan cuenta de que esta otra persona es horrible.
están interesados en alguien más además del otro personaje: tienen problemas para tomar una decisión sobre con quién estar.
Su tiempo juntos es limitado: uno de ellos irá al extranjero a estudiar en otoño, su visa de trabajo está a punto de terminarse o uno de ellos está a punto de irse en una misión espacial a otro planeta para nunca regresar.
Estar juntos requeriría un gran sacrificio: uno de ellos tendría que decir que no al trabajo de sus sueños o tendrían que alejarse de su familia.
Son un peligro para la seguridad del otro: son espías, vampiros, narcotraficantes, líderes de pandillas, etc.
Piensan que solo harán infeliz al otro: se están muriendo de una enfermedad, sufren bajo una maldición, no pueden tener hijos, etc.
Son sospechosos: en un caso de asesinato o robo.
Tienen una reputación: un idiota materialista, un mujeriego sin corazón, un asesino a sangre fría, etc.
Tienen una primera impresión terrible el uno del otro: es posible que hayan tenido un comienzo horrible discutiendo sobre algo.
Aman su libertad: siempre se vieron a sí mismos como el tipo despreocupado que nunca se asentaría.
No quieren distracciones: uno de ellos tiene un trabajo muy importante que hacer y no pueden darse el lujo de distraerse.
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Complex Love
CHRISTMAS SPECIAL !
Merry Christmas everyone! So I thought to give a Christmas gift to everyone who sees my post. And this is my fanfic, actually series on Gabenath. And again I wanna say
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE !
OMG I'm screaming!
Summary: Gabriel has stopped being Hawkmoth and is slowly falling for Nathalie. He is trying to be more close to her while at the same time she is trying to be more away from Gabriel.
But why?
What is stopping her from being closer to him?
Didn't she want a happy life with Gabriel as her husband?
Warnings: Blood (maybe), grammatical errors
Pairing: Gabriel X Nathalie
A/N- This is my first time posting a fanfiction on Tumblr so there maybe many mistakes but please don't mind 😁.
You don't have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work.
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Nathalie told Gabriel that Adrien is Cat Noir- Is where it all started.
And now if we come to the present then Gabriel has stopped being Hawkmoth and trying to be better father. And......... ( keep reading you will know )
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It was a normal day at the Agreste Mansion in the morning. Gabriel and Nathalie was in the office doing business work. And Adrien was in his school.
It was 11am. Gabriel was deep into his work yet sometimes looking at Nathalie and Nathalie was also deep into her work when suddenly something round like a ball hit the glass window, towards Nathalie. But Nathalie caught the ball (for now just say it "ball") in maybe a nano-second and thew it again back outside. The ball went through the same hole, no other piece of glass broke, not even a little bit. It happened in just a second.
When Gabriel heard the noise of the window breaking he quickly looked up. But his "quickly looking up" was also not as fast as what Nathalie did. He just saw the glass window broken. Nathalie looked at Gabriel and said "umm let me just check what happened". And as she said she went out of the office not letting Gabriel to say anything. He let out a sign and went out of the office to see what happened outside. And the same thing as always...... another villian.
Then he heard someone saying or I would say shout as she was actually far "Get inside it's not safe outside!". He knew this voice, the voice of the person he loves so much other than Nathalie.
He went inside and called Nathalie from his mobilephone. She picked up, "Umm actually I'm kinda stuck in this umm super-villian and super-hero fight" he heard shouting in the background. "Are you safe? Did you get hurt? Where are you?" He said worriedly. "I can't answer you this many questions at this point of time so I am just saying she took us to a safe place" she answered and end the call.
"sh*t" he said. This has actually happened many times that she is stuck in the super-villian and super-hero fight. In the first time, Gabriel ran to Nathalie and then he was himself stuck. After sometime when the fight was finished, Nathalie was able to get out. She then herself took Gabriel out. When they reached the mansion Nathalie scolded him for getting out of the house like she is his mother.
So back to the present, after some minutes the fight ended. Everybody thanked god as they were safe. They also thanked the saviour of all these. She was saving the whole world alone after Ladybug and Chat Noir. She worked tirelessly and fought against the super-villians day and night.
And back to Nathalie, she went to the mansion. "Seriously who told you to run outside" Gabriel said as she entered. "I didn't ran outside, the super-villian caught me and thew me outside but thankfully she was there to save me" "And another thank you to you for not sticking yourself in danger" She added.
After a bit of argument (caring type of), Gabriel helped Nathalie in cleaning her wounds. After that they were again cold as usual, working.
Now time skip to the dinner table. Gabriel, Adrien and Nathalie eat together. Nathalie was the one who told them to do so 'eat dinner together (father and son)'. They agreed and also they didn't need to worry about the miraculous as they both had given it to Master Fu. They were happy that all these miraculous things have ended. She was trying her best to bond the broken hearts of the father and son. After sometime they also requested Nathalie to eat with them. They had maybe told it thousand times but Nathalie denied all time. But how could she say no to her precious emerald-green eyes (Adrien). So now they are eating together as a family.
Gabriel and Adrien observed that Nathalie was in her own world thinking about something. She didn't ate a single food, she was only thinking for the past five minutes. Then Adrien started "Nathalie why aren't you eating something, you are just thinking for the past five minutes." But he didn't get any reply. "Nathalie" he again called her but still no reply. "NATHALIE!" he now shouted. "W-what?" she now replyed, getting her head down to earth. "What were you thinking Nathalie? I was calling you for the past three minutes" The blond boy asked. "Umm nothing" she said and quickly are everything in maybe 2 minutes. After washing her hands she went to the office to complete rest of her work. "Father, do you know what has happened to Nathalie? She is acting different." the son asked. "Actually I also observed Nathalie. She is acting different from the past weeks." Gabriel answered. "I think we should check her if she is-" before he could complete his sentence, they heard the wall behind them broke.
A large pink ugly moster came, breking the mansion. But before the moster or you can say the villian could hurt any of the boys. Again their saviour came. She took both of them to a safe place. While saving them she got a deep scar in her arm.
"But Nathalie" Gabriel said "she is still in the mansion." Adrien completed, they both were worried. "She is safe" the saviour said and went back to the battle ground.
After some minutes, the fight was still going on. The monster pushed a train to the wrong track which lead to a ............ . Then... (watch these two video)
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These videos do not belong to me.
(So just think spider man as the saviour and this is what happened)
The saviour was scared that is they would tell everyone her identity. But thankfully they theirself said that they would not tell anyone her identity. She was feeling utterly dizzy after it.
After that though it was difficult from the others villians, she won. Everyone didn't had that much hope in this but yes they won.
Everyone was safe in their houses now. The Agrestes also went back to their mansion. The first thing they did when they went inside their mansion was to find Nathalie. She was already in her room. When they found her they gave her a big hug.
"Your'e safe!" The three said at the same time and laughed.
Nathalie ordered Adrien to go to bed and then went downstairs to the office. Gabriel followed her. By that time she was sitting on her chair. "What are you doing?" suddenly a voice came. Nathalie looked up to see who was he. "Umm working" she replyed as she recognised the face. "At 11pm?" Gabriel said, "just completing the schedule" he heard her answer. "Go to bed" he told her. "I"ll complete the the schedule and go" she answered. Gabriel signed and said "It's an order". Nathalie ignored him and continued working.
Suddenly she felt that someone picked her up in the bridal style. "Put me down Gabriel!" she said shocked. "Not until I reach your bed" he smirked. Nathalie knew there's no point on arguing so stayed quite. Gabriel out her gently on her bed. "Thank you" he heard her say. "It's my job" Gabriel said. They both giggled.
"Good Night" Nathalie said. "Good night" he heard him reply back as he left her room.
But she didn't heard the whole thing he said, he said "Good night my dear".
But one thing they both didn't saw was 'Adrien was seeing all these'
To be continued ->
TRY NEW!
Try new is an activity where if you want to you can participate. In here you just (if you want) need to complete the work which will be told every time at the end of the story. This will be then kept in this story and with obviously the name of the artist.
So today's 'try new!' is to make a fanart on "Gabriel, Adrien and Nathalie hugging eachother, smiling".
But keep in mind it should not be copied or anything else like that. If you have done one then send it to me through message. It should be send before the next part comes, I will sent a reminder one day before.
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Reverse Engineering the Best Kiss 💋 Bracket Seeding
I am very impressed by how accurate the BL brackets organizer's seeding has been so far! I reverse engineered the two seeded brackets ('cause i'm a procrastinating dork), and in both the first seed won, the semifinals was between 1 and 2, and the bottom 16 lost in the first round. Otherwise it wasn't perfect (because that would be no fun) but it was pretty close!
I was inspired by their answer to this ask about how they did the seeding, and extrapolated the order from these brackets.
Below the cut is the seeding for Best Kiss, so you can see what it looks like! (Assuming I ordered them correctly!) The Gender Envy seeding (as reverse engineered by me) is in this post.
(@bl-bracket I can delete these posts if they ruin the magic of it all.)
Of the 64 candidates, 10 did better than expected and 10 did worse, so 69% of candidates performed exactly as predicted by their position, and in 84% of match-ups the higher seed won.
The final 4 were the top 4 seeds, the semifinalists the top 2, the winner, 1st seed. The top 16 seeds almost exactly matched the final 16; Hojoon & Jaeyoon (Roommates) snuck up in there from 18th seed, and 15th seed Sky & Prapai (LITA) fell in the 2nd round instead of the 3rd. The bottom 16 all went out in the first round. The biggest shakeup was because of 7 of the candidates in the 2nd quartile who in the 1st round defeated 7 slightly higher seeded candidates in the 3rd quartile. The biggest upset was 48th seed Shi De & Shu Yi’s drunk kiss (We Best Love 2) winning over 17th seed Seojoon & Jiwoo kiss on the dirt road (To My Star 2), overcoming a difference of 31 positions.
purple = lost in 1st round. blue = lost in 2nd round. green = lost in 3rd round. orange = lost in 4th round. red = lost in semi-finals. pink= lost in finals. 👑=winner. 🔼= beat a higher seeded opponent. 🔽=lost to a lower seeded opponent. (No candidates made it more than 1 round against a higher seed.) * = my submissions.
Best Kiss Bracket Seed Order
1. 👑Pat & Pran - 1st kiss (Bad Buddy) * 👑
2. Kinn & Porsche - goodbye kiss (Kinnporsche)
🟥🟥🟥 semifinals loss predicted 🟥🟥🟥
3. Jaeyoung & Sangwoo – ep 7 (bar) kiss (Semantic Error) *
4. Nozue & Togawa - 1st kiss (Old Fashion Cupcake) *
🟧🟧🟧 4th round loss predicted 🟧🟧🟧
5. Sean & White - 1st kiss (Not Me) *
6. Akk & Ayan - dream kiss (The Eclipse)
7. 🔽Gao Shi De & Zhou Shu Yi - bridge kiss (We Best Love 1) *
8. 🔽Akk & Ayan - underwater kiss (The Eclipse) *
🟩🟩🟩 3rd round loss predicted 🟩🟩🟩
9. 🔼Vegas & Pete - hospital kiss (Kinnporsche)
10. 🔼Vegas & Pete - 1st kiss (Kinnporsche) *
11. Neo & Shin & Mew - beach kiss (3 Will Be Free)
12. Hira & Kiyoi - final kiss (My Beautiful Man 2)
13. Kinn & Porsche - 1st kiss (Kinnporsche)
14. Tan & Bun - couch kiss (Manner of Death)
15. 🔽Sky & Prapai - final kiss (Love In The Air)
16. Tinn & Gunn - 1st kiss (My School President)
🟦🟦🟦 2nd round loss predicted 🟦🟦🟦
17. 🔽Seojoon & Jiwoo ep 4 kiss (in the dirt) (To My Star 2) *
18. 🔼Hojoon & Jaeyoon final kiss (Roommates of Poongduck 304)
19. 🔽Milk & Uncle - final kiss (Choco Milk Shake) *
20. Pat & Pran - ep 7 kiss (Bad Buddy)
21. Teh & Oh Aew - underwater kiss (I Told Sunset About You)
22. 🔽Lian & Kuea - Siam Paragon kiss (Cutie Pie)
23. Payu & Rain - victory kiss (Love In The Air)
24. 🔽Kan & Thua - asleep kiss (The Eclipse)
25. 🔽Daun & Siwon - 1st kiss (Blueming) *
26. Vee & Mark - ep 3 rain kiss (Love Mechanics)
27. Tinn & Gun - park kiss (My School President)
28. Sound & Win - 1st kiss (My School President)
29. Palm & Nueng - ep 9 kiss (Never Let Me Go)
30. 🔽Seojoon & Jiwoo final kiss (To My Star 2)
31. 🔽Nuea & Toh - ep 7 kiss (Secret Crush On You)
32. Jaewon & Jihyun - ep 9 kiss (The Eighth Sense)
🟪🟪🟪 1st round loss predicted 🟪🟪🟪
33. Gavreel & Cairo - 1st kiss (Gameboys)
34. 🔼Tin & Tol - bed kiss (Triage)
35. 🔼Pluem & Kevin - 1st kiss (Ghost Host Ghost House)
36. Korn & Intouch - stolen kiss (Until We Meet Again)
37. Dean & Pharm - 1st kiss (Until We Meet Again)
38. Khai & Third - 1st kiss (Theory of Love)
39. Arthit & Kongpob - ep 14 kiss (SOTUS)
40. 🔼Phupa & Tian - forehead kiss (A Tale of 1000 Stars)
41. 🔼Sean & White - final kiss (Not Me)
42. Yi & Kon Diao - sofa kiss (Cutie Pie)
43. 🔼Win & Team - be brave kiss (Between Us)
44. Gu Hai & Bai Luo Yin drunk kiss (Addicted)
45. Ram & King tent kiss (My Engineer)
46. 🔼Payu & Rain ep 5 kiss (Love In The Air)
47. Zi Xuan & Yu Hao net kiss (History 2: Crossing the Line)
48. 🔼Gao Shi De & Zhou Shu Yi drunk kiss (We Best Love 2)
49. Hira & Kiyoi hand kiss (My Beautiful Man 1)
50. Da-un & Si-won dream kiss (Blueming)
51. Mark & Vee shower kiss (Love Mechanics) *
52. King & Uea morning kiss (Bed Friend)
53. Puen & Talay - forehead kiss (Vice Versa)
54. Sound & Win - forehead kiss (My School President)
55. Palm & Nueng - beach kiss (Never Let Me Go)
56. Wan & Gi Tae - first kiss (Our Dating Sim)
57. Tin & Tol - final kiss (Triage)
58. Cher & Gun - ep 10 kiss (A Boss And A Babe)
59. Seryou & Yuzuru - bedroom kiss (Seven Days) *
60. Guang Ye & Xu Qi Zhang - 1st kiss (About Youth) *
61. Ai & Nhai - cheek kiss (Ai Long Nhai)
62. Bai Lang & Jin Xuan - 1st kiss (My Tooth Your Love)
63. Tongfah & Paper - ep 3 kiss (Second Chance: the Series)
64. Koichi & Mitsuru - bed kiss (Eternal Yesterday) *
#expand for pretty colors 🌈#best kiss bracket#in my data nerd era#bl brackets#reverse engineering the seeding#please correct my math (or anything else) if I got it wrong!#ql lists
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Ikemen Villians Suitor Personalities Based On Their Silhouettes (speculation) (joke post)
❣❣❣ Please don't take this post seriously. AT ALL. I expect to be 400% wrong on all accounts. In fact I hope I'm 400% wrong just so I can have a laugh XD
❣❣❣❣ The silhouette file names have character names attached (got em on the official site). I don't know if they're official names or placeholders meant to throw off nosy people like me, so take them with a grain of salt?
❣❣❣❣❣ Also if their personalities and names have already been divulged, super-ignore this post. I'm writing this as of 11.03. You saw nothing here. I'm just a weird person prone to simple errors.
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William.
The villain-by-circumstance type. Started off as a hero before he became disillusioned. He's a bit of a hard-ass and the kind of man who will see his villainy through to the very end, even if it comes at a huge personal cost (and it already has). His first impression is that he's cold and uncaring, but he's also the same guy constantly saving your constantly-getting-kidnapped ass. Self-taught cook because he's had to feed himself all these years and doesn't trust other people not to poison him. Sleeps naked.
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Liam.
Fun, spunky, spontaneous. The life of the villain party. His jokes are the funniest, and often needed to offset how dark the storylines may get. He jokes about how he's William's "after-image" or "echo" on account of how his name is literally just the last half of William's :') It's hard to hate this guy even though he does some pretty fucked-up stuff if you stop and think about it.
Or he's this game's haughty tsundere, idk.
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Harrison.
Playboy. Is constantly making "jokes" about bedding you. Turns out they really are only half-jokes, because he's very concerned about how much you let your guard down around the other guys. Does not want to admit to himself that this constant form of teasing, something that he considers a blip in his evil grand schemes, means anything more than what it is. Does not want to admit to himself that any room that you're not in feels emptier for it.
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Alphonse.
Kuudere. Elegant but deadly. Aloof but surprisingly warm. He's so quiet that half the time you're not even aware he's in the room before he says something sobering and logical to get the discussion back on track. He wants absolutely nothing to do with you. In fact, it irritates him that all the other guys give you so much attention. What's so special about you, he wonders. His stare is chilling and direct and uncomfortable. He will definitely use his coat to shield you at some point, whether it is from the elements or blood spray or the shock of a group of pigeons taking sudden flight. You've basically won the game if you can get him to smile.
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Elbert.
The wild-card. His fighting prowess is second-to-none. Flagging him for possible yandere. Flagging him for possible tsundere. His, uh, silhouette, makes me think of someone who's quiet and a bit of a loner. Maybe someone who doesn't want you to get too close to him lest you be tainted with the same evil that has corrupted him, forsooth? Or he's got bad ideas for days and a smile like a shark. I can't put my finger on this guy.
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Roger.
Big tol daddy. Reliable to a fault. Definitely gives me villain-by-circumstance vibes, as much as a silhouette with no other information can. If he wants the first thing you notice about him to be his gun, then his primary goal is for you to understand that he's not here to fuck around. He's got a serious personality and he's probably seen some shit. Definitely has/had a little sister. So while he's not above torturing you, he'll always stop short.
Alternatively he's super easy-going to distract from the fact that he's doing some really evil stuff when you're not looking.
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Victor.
Yandere? A man with a dark memory for every year he spent growing out his hair? A smile that is at once devastating as it is... also devastating? Beautiful and dangerously charming in a way that makes you wonder if you're about to be kissed or about to be killed. There are sensual pros and rational cons to being locked in a room with him. His vulnerable side may be painfully precious. It would be hilarious if he was one of the younger characters, but I'm betting he's in the senpai series.
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Ellis.
This dude doesn't sleep and he lives off sugar and whatever else he can pawn off strangers. Half the time he just zombies onto the scene to make a passing comment that makes zero sense before grabbing your hand and taking you off on some equally nonsensical misadventure. That is all just an act, however, because he knows people will drop their guard around him and divulge critical information if they believe him to be a fool. Even then, all his "nonsense" has its own deeper meaning as well.
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Jude.
He's got the "daddy" trenchcoat, which I can only take to mean that he is a "daddy" type. I feel like he and Roger either super get-along or hate each other's guts. This guy's just everywhere. Positively everywhere, lounging like he owns the place. He's constantly offering to make you his partner so you can rule together as an evil power couple. May hide an earth-shattering secret.
Like I said, I fully expect to be suuuuper off on these guesses XD
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Most Babygirl in a BL Bracket
Round 1
Bai Lang (My Tooth Your Love) vs Dan (Not Me: The Series)
Twi (My School President) vs See Eiw (My Only 12%)
Chen Nhai (Ai Long Nhai) vs Pran (Bad Buddy)
Shinwoo (Light on Me) vs Sound (My School President)
Kang Seojoon (To My Star) vs Talay (Vice Versa)
Li Ming (Moonlight Chicken) vs Win (Cupid's Last Wish)
Intouch (Until We Meet Again) vs Porsche (Kinnporsche: The Series)
Thi (I Will Knock You) vs Kit (2 Moons 2)
Nuengdiao (Never Let Me Go) vs Aii (You're My Sky)
Black (Not Me: The Series) vs Daon (Light on Me)
Jaewon (The Eighth Sense) vs Akk (The Eclipse)
Arthit (SOTUS: The Series) vs Team (Between Us)
Jiang Cheng (The Untamed) vs Pa (Bad Buddy)
Wen Ke Xing (Word of Honor) vs Kiyoi Sou (Utsukushii Kare)
Tol (Triage) vs Mork (My Ride)
Wei Wuxian (The Untamed) vs Yutaka (Our Dining Table)
Type (Tharntype: The Series) vs Tine (2gether: The Series)
Cao Weining (Word of Honor) vs Prapai (Love in the Air)
Taekyung (Light on Me) vs Jin Guangyao (The Untamed)
Manow (Until We Meet Again/Between Us) vs Vegas (Kinnporsche: The Series)
Palm (Never Let Me Go) vs Jang Jaeyoung (Semantic Error)
Meen (Fish Upon The Sky) vs Yok (Not Me: The Series)
Pat (Bad Buddy) vs Tul (Between Us)
Sean (Not Me: The Series) vs Pete (Kinnporsche: The Series)
Kim (Kinnporsche: The Series) vs Jihyun (The Eighth Sense)
Heart (Moonlight Chicken) vs Yi (Cutie Pie: The Series)
Seunghyun (The New Employee) vs Wen (Moonlight Chicken)
Rain (Love in the Air) vs Amagi (Takara-kun to Amagi-kun)
Todd (Not Me: The Series) vs Haoting (HIStory 3: Make Our Days Count)
Adachi (Cherry Magic) vs Jack (A Boss and a Babe)
Por (My School President) vs Khai (Theory of Love)
Tinn (My School President) vs Natee (Enchante)
#bl bracket#my tooth your love#not me#not me the series#my school president#msp#my only 12%#ai long nhai#bad buddy#light on me#to my star#vice versa#moonlight chicken#cupid's last wish#until we meet again#kinnporsche#kinnporche the series#i will knock you#2 moons 2#never let me go#nlmg#you're my sky#the eighth sense#the eclipse#sotus#sotus the series#between us#the untamed#word of honor#utsukushii kare
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