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the-fiction-witch · 1 month

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Advantage P2

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - SMUT Word Count - 1438

Warning - non-consensual / heavy drinking / forceful drinking/peer pressure / forceful smut / forced O /

Part One

Y/n nuzzled into his neck whining slightly from the pain of his fingers but she whined and protested another way "My head hurts..."

Aegon chuckles. As he allows his hands to roam up and down her bare thighs stroking her sweet skin, His words come out rough "Good girl. I'm sure it does. That's the drink working through you, making you dizzy and light-headed. You're feeling so nice right now, aren't you? You're feeling so good... And so relaxed. You could fall asleep right here on my lap and I wouldn't mind."

"But if I fall asleep I might not be here when I wake up..."

Aegon chuckles. "That's all right. I would keep you safe. And when you woke up again, you would wake up in my bed."

she hiccuped "I'm not allowed in the chambers, your grace"

"I'm the King, girl. I can have you wherever I want. I could keep you in my chambers every night if I was inclined to do so. And no one could stop it from happening."

she gulped "Yes your Grace"

Aegon chuckles, enjoying her inability to protest. "You're a pretty little girl, you know that? I've noticed you around the Red Keep many times, and I've always admired you from afar. It's nice to have you actually here in my grasp at last." He growled as he moved his hands up and down her dress enjoying feeling her up she tried to protest but just ended up whining on his shoulder, he touched her aggressively without much care for her whining enjoying getting to feel her up to his heart's content, Aegon leans in and kisses her on the lips. She can taste the lingering wine on his lips. Once he breaks the kiss, staring right into her eyes. "Now, what was your name again, girl?"

"Y/n" her words are slurring now as she has no choice but to lay against his chest to try and stop falling off his leg

Aegon grins, his grip on her tightening ever so slightly as he gets more bold. "Hmm... What a pretty, pretty name for a pretty little girl. Don't worry. What happens here will remain our little secret. I'll be sure of it. Now... Can I ask you one more thing, Y/n?"

she nodded battling between staying up on his leg and staying awake,

"What is it that you think all men wish for?" Aegon asks softly. His breath is hot on her neck, and he can't seem to stop exploring the curves of her body.

"the three Ps" she giggled

Aegon chuckles. "And what would these... three Ps be, Y/n?"

"Power. Pennies. And pussy ...cats" she giggled

Aegon shakes his head, laughing harder. "I suppose that's true..." he appreciates her innocent response. "Your innocent mind is one of the things I like about you, you know that? There isn't a bit of corruption in that head." He squeezes her body tighter against his.

she shook her head and giggled

Aegon's grip tightens. He is enjoying her reaction. This girl is naive and innocent, but she is also pretty, and the wine has made her easy to take advantage of. His voice comes out rough as he whispers in her ear. "You know that I could take you right now if I wanted to, don't you, little girl?"

"...yes your grace" she hiccups

Aegon chuckles. "Good girl. I always get what I want." he moved her dress not just exposing her thigh now to expose her whole lower half from her waist down, his hand up her thighs making sure to rub on her soft skin, she whined and tried to squirm and protest but it came out as nothing more then pouty whining as he forces her to sit on his leg with her lower half exposed she tries to put her hand over her pussy which is also now completely bare but he grabs her hand makes sure he sees her by pushing her knees as far apart as possible.

Aegon smirked exposing her completely. His eyes roamed her bare thighs as he moved his fingers up between her legs rubbing on her labia, He whispered into her ear. "Oh, yes, I am getting exactly what I want. Can't you feel the way your body is reacting to my touch, little girl? Isn't it obvious that you like it?"

she whined unable to argue both being too drunk and aware he was the king so she had no defence against his demands Aegon grinned at the way her whining turned him on, and he leaned down and started kissing her neck down to her bare shoulders. He starts caressing her as he speaks. "Your body is telling me exactly what you want, girl. Can't you feel the way my hands are making you react? It's all part of the effect of the alcohol... That delicious feeling you're feeling right now, the feeling of being helpless, that's the alcohol working through you. It makes you feel so nice, doesn't it?" he growled rubbing on her clit,

"your grace- please -" she begged her body trembling from his touching he was merciless on her making her squeal and scream in her drunken state

Aegon chuckles, enjoying the way he's making her squeal and writhe. "What are you begging for, little girl?" He grabs her hips and pulls her so she is right up against his chest She is completely susceptible to whatever he does now, and he knows it. He moved to circle her entrance,

"Please... I am a maiden your grace" she whined as her body reacted to his handwork now dripping down her legs and squealing into his neck

Aegon chuckles. "A maiden, are you? That's so adorable. That's so precious." He leans in and whispers into her ear. "But you know that doesn't worry me, don't you, little girl? Your purity is nothing more than a hurdle for me to overcome."

He slides his fingers inside her moving his fingers fast and hard inside her fingering her mercilessly as he still rubs her clit, she screamed and whined in protest but Aegon had no care for her concerns he just continued his harsh treatment of her until he forced her into her first ever orgasm unwilling, she screams and squeals, kicking her legs, trembling, whining against him as her whole body reacts for the first time to this new sensation, she screams is name as the juices from her pleasure run down her legs Aegon watches her body's reaction to his touch, his face lighting up in a look of delight. When he sees she's completely lost control, he grins at the sight and leans in to kiss her on the mouth. He whispers into her ear. "That's right, little girl. Feels good, does it? Feeling so helpless and at the mercy of your king. It's a feeling you're going to get used to because you'll be feeling this way every night once I'm done with you."

she tries to shake her head and protest but she's so tired, so drunk, so exhausted, she has no way to protest but to let out short whines, which are no matter to Aegon, he grabs the ties of her dress and forces it off her leaving her naked on his knee,

Aegon squeezes her waist tightly so she stays on his lap. He holds her so he can have better access to her body. He looks at her bare flesh and smiles, enjoying the way he is completely in charge of this little woman. "You are mine now, little girl. I will take you as my own, and there is nothing you can do about it." Aegon pins her on the table and holds her there so she cannot get up. He smiles as he sees her try to move and protest, but she is unable to move at all. She can do nothing but squeak out some unintelligible protest between his kisses as he starts to slowly move his hands up her body, up the sides of her waist and towards her breasts. "This is how all your lessons are going to start, you know that, don't you? We are going to have these lessons every night and they're going to include a lot more of this..." Aegon is kissing her neck He's enjoying how easy it is to take control of her.

"yes your Grace" she knows she has no way out of this so accepts her fate and is at his mercy. He smiles at the way she responds to him.

He whispers into her ear. "That's right, little girl, this is what I own now. Every night I'm going to take you and have my way with you."

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squadron-goals · 9 months

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An unfortunate day for Berthold

22 May 1916

Since my engine had blown apart at one point during an air battle on 25 April, forcing me to make an emergency landing, I was to be given a 160-PS Pfalz. The aircraft, about whose type much was said, I was to try out thoroughly once. Unfortunately, the whole thing was just a deteriorated French knock-off. I take off, lift off from the ground and at the same moment the engine stops completely. I am at an altitude of about 100 metres. The bird sank down in a flash. I hear a splintering sound, feel a bump against my head, feel an insane pain and then nothing more ... The intense pain momentarily restores my senses: I unleash a fierce curse on those who, thinking I'm done for, not-so-gently yank me out of the mess. "He's ranting again, he's alive!", then a thunderous hurrah I hear, then it's night again. Once again I come to my senses and hear voices: "He might pull through, but he'll stay blind!" Then I scream, no, I roar with soulcrushing pain. I scream for the coup the grace ... Then night again!

25 May 1916

I wake up after long, long hours. I can see everything, even if not clearly. I'm lying in the hospital. A dull glow all around, everything so quiet. A woman with a glass of water in front of my bed. I only regained consciousness after 2 days. I can think clearly again and reflect on my situation: my crash was very serious. In 99 out of 100 cases, certain death! By throwing the little bird onto the left wing at the last moment, I at least mitigated the impact of the fall somewhat. The plane was completely destroyed. I suffered a complete fracture of my femur, upper jaw and nasal bone, as well as a fractured skull, a concussion and an injury to my optic nerves. The most terrible thing for me was the thought of having to lie here for weeks and months! In the next room lay the badly shot observer of the English plane that I had shot down a few weeks ago. He urgently asked to be allowed to see me, his conqueror. His request was fulfilled by opening the door to my hospital room when the Englishman came by outside... I'm struggling internally, especially since the start of the Somme offensive, where our airmen are missing. The nurse who looks after me, nurse Luise, tries to make everything easier for me and to help me get through difficult times. I will always remember her with gratitude. My dear comrades from the unit came as often as their duty allowed. With the Battle of the Somme, war as such ended. A miserable murder and slaughter begins. Hell begins! These incredible losses, these terrible injuries! The hospitals are all overcrowded. Doctors and nurses work day and night, their strength almost collapsing. Day and night they bring in the wounded, you hear the screams of the badly injured... I'm just now receiving the news that on April 29th my dear brother Wolfram, the theologian and Erlangen fraternity member, had a fatal accident near Lille during a gas combat exercise! I still can't believe it, it's a terrible blow to our family!

#Rudolf Berthold

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mental-health-advice · 1 year

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Submission about worsening mental health, schooling, medication and living for another

Idk most of my mental health conditions and its getting bad

I know I've PTSD, Depression, Social Anxiety and an unspecified dissociative disorder. But there is more. Idek how to deal with it - my entire system refuses to go to a mental health hospital as none are in our town and we refuse to drop out of school -

We currently have an episode where every tiny inconvenience makes us want to delete our accounts everywhere, lock ourselves in our room and not come out. Pretend we never even existed to begin with. Every tiny things makes us wish we weren't here - not dead but just, nonexistent .

The only person that gets us to think happy thoughts is our partner system and maybe one close friend. We only want to stay on earth for our PS, they're our world and we so so look forward to living together and getting married one day, we love them so incredibly much.

I'm supposed to catch up on school but I feel like I'm too worthless, I'm supposed to take medication but I feel like I don't deserve it. I want to just lay in bed and rot away forever -(☆•)

Follow up ☆•

Like, nothing except my partner matters, nobody except them & maybe 1 friend matters.

We always put others first, we always when feeling shit are even more dedicated to our lived ones. It's a coping mechanism to just not think of our issues, make sure the one we love is happy, dedicate our entire existence to them & them only because making them happy and seeing them happy and knowing they feel loved by us makes us happy.

I don't need anyone else, I just need to be the best possible partner I can be.

Idk what causes this, we have symptoms of bpd so maybe there just our FP? Or if were autistic our PS is just our SpIn?

Idk what to do, we wanted them and them only. All ours.

Hey there,

It sounds as though a lot of things are happening for you right now. I’m so sorry that all of you are feeling so low and like that when even the smallest of things happens and you feel you have inconvenienced others, this causes you to want to delete all your accounts everywhere. This does make sense in that you don’t want to feel as though you are inconveniencing others and when you are already feeling so low, you feel as though it you didn’t exist then things for others would be so much easier and they would be better off.

It's great that you have someone to live for but it makes me wonder if your partner system is enough when you are struggling so much already! You mentioned that you didn’t want to go to a mental hospital as there are none in your town, but is there a possibility you could see a counsellor or therapist that doesn’t work in a hospital? So therefore you will be able to receive the help and support you are needing but not in a place that will stress you or make you feel really anxious? Just an idea!

In regards to your schooling, try to do just a little bit at a time. You don’t have to catch up on school work all at once, ask if you can get an extension on things to help lesson your load and make things easier for you, less stressful.

I know how hard it can be at times to take medications, but please do try. You are on medication for a reason, but if you are finding it really hard to take them then perhaps make an appointment with your prescribing doctor and let them know of your difficulties. Maybe a change in dosage or medication change may be needed as well, it consequently may help you to see things a bit more clearer. But of course, this is a discussion to be had with your prescribing doctor!

Although it can be so much easier to ignore our own stuff and just focus on other people in our life and helping them when they are in need, it’s also important that you focus on yourself somewhat as well as if you cannot work on your own issues/ mental health then things will only unfortunately worsen. Again, I would gently encourage you to see your prescribing doctor and talk to them about your current medications and dosages, as you have no idea how much a slight change can really help! Talking to and seeing a counsellor or a therapist may also be beneficial for you guys as I already mentioned above.

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you guys in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that otherwise you are all going well!

Take care,

Lauren

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hyunsuks-beanie · 3 years

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Jay x fem. bodied! reader; smut; non-penetrative sex

Mellow speaks: And here I am, with the Jay smut requested by the lovely anon! It was quite fun to write, and I hope you enjoy reading it! This was quite a new theme, so do lmk what you guys think! PS. I'm such a simp for this pic like I can't-

Falling back onto the bed, you thought back on just how you had gotten yourself into this situation. Your boyfriend, Jay, and you were always down for experimenting in the bedroom (or rather, at any place you deemed feasible for having sex), and never once did you shy away from trying our things that others would consider too weird or too unusual. To you, it was all part of exploring your desires, so that you could find out what worked for you and what didn't.

Today was no different, as Jay climbed on top of you, already having stripped himself naked, much like you had done a couple hours ago. You had decided to skip on foreplay, considering how you were already wet enough after having seen him looking like a total snack in that tuxedo of his that he had worn to the award ceremony. All it took to have him as worked up as you were, was a single picture of you, looking pretty as ever while sitting on the white linens of your bed, wearing nothing but a cute little collar you know made him weak him in the knees and hard where you wanted him. Barely minutes after you had sent him that blasted picture, your phone was ringing, signaling a video call from your boyfriend, who had excused himself just to deal with you for a minute.

"What the hell is this?,"you had asked you the minute you picked up, his face having contorted in anger as his eyes darkened with lust. Instead of replying, you had blinked at him innocently, giggling out a "I missed you....and your little friend," much to his annoyance. "Who you calling 'little,' huh? My friend doesn't even need to enter you to turn you into a writhing mess," he had snarled, causing a surprised gasp to escape your lips, which soon turned up into a smile. "I'd like to see that," you had said, and that's what had brought you to right now.

Coming home, Jay had found you peacefully reading a book in bed, the duvet barely covering your nude form, driving him to not waste a single minute in getting rid of his clothes (much to your excitement). Pulling you out of the bed, he had brought you closer to himself, his bare chest rubbing against your boobs as his hand closed in on the collar, gently pulling on it before letting it fall back against your skin. "So, about what you said earlier...," you trailed off, letting out a soft gasp as his hand had made its way to your core, parting your thighs slightly and rubbing you aggressively, his lips smashing onto yours in a frantic kiss. One thing had quickly led to another, and soon enough, he was hovering over you as you sank down into the mattress, smirks gracing both of your lips.

"Ready to cum?," Jay whispers, his lips ghosting right above yours as his member lines up in front of your entrance. Unable to form coherent words due to your aching core, you simply nod, biting your lip as if challenging him. With that, he spreads your legs, running his cock around the length of your vulva, and sending shivers down your spine. Sure, you had had his tongue and his fingers work their magic on your bundle of nerves too many times to count, but feeling his length rub against your bud introduces a completely new sensation through your body, one that you come to love and crave instantly. But being the brat that you are, you bite down on your lip to stop a moan from escaping, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that his conviction was true.

But your boyfriend keeps his eyes on your face, trying to gauge your reaction. It doesn't take him long to notice your face contort ever so slightly into one of pleasure. Smirking to himself, he starts rolling his hips against yours, his cock moving in circular motion around your clit, barely an inch away from your hole. Your eyes shoot open at the move, a moan rolling off your tongue as you grip onto Jay's shoulder. "A-again," you manage to say, and that's all it takes for him to continue rubbing his dick against your vulva, keeping his word and pushing you closer to your climax. He attacks spots in you neither of you had known existed, trying to control his urge to slam into you and feel your walls clench around him. Noticing your toes curl as you edge closer to your orgasm, Jay decides to tease you a little, as payback for you leaving him all hot and bothered during the award show.

And so, all of a sudden, the feeling of him against your clit disappears in its entirety, as he pulls out of you, causing a whine to escape your lips. "Jayyyyy," you whine, knowing perfectly well why he's doing what he's doing. Your expression catches him off guard, looking so adorable that he finds it hard to keep his hands off you. Feeling his resolve break, he simply smiles at you, saying, "Since you had been so excited to see my dick work wonders without even entering you, why don't you pleasure yourself on me?" Safe to say, you feel your mouth water at his words, wasting no time in crawling towards him at looking up at him expectantly.

Chuckling, your boyfriend lifts your chin up using his fingers, kissing you softly. Pulling away, he whispers, "Such an eager little bitch for my cock, aren't you? Go on then, enjoy yourself." And with that, he lays down onto the mattress, as you climb on top of him, lowering yourself down on his dick, and rolling your hips around as you feel his member rub against your clit once again, the ball in your stomach that was threatening to disappear, returning, and becoming bigger by the minute. Jay wraps his arms around your back, pulling you closer to him as you continue to move your hips around, placing his lips on yours. Soon enough, the room fills with the sound of your moans and Jay's soft chuckles and sighs, and one last stroke against your clit finally pushing you over the edge. Squirting your juice on his dick, you collapse on his chest, looking up at him and letting out a giggle.

Climbing off him, you notice that he's still rock-hard, the veins on his member throbbing. He catches you staring, and climbing over you once again, he smirks, "So how about you help me now?"

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ransprang · 2 years

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PLEASE give my lonely ass a valentines date :)) So...i recently saw your final fantasy fanfics and i absolutely LOVED them. Keep up the good work. So.....here is my request

character: Aymeric de borel (Lord commander)

3 personality traits: simp, friendly, talkative

Relationship trope: Fake relationship (forced to be together for Ishgards political state)

Ideal date setting: Yacht for 2 in Blackshroud (4 days 3nights)

Love language(s): Gifts and Quality time

Please feel free to add NSFW in this! My favourite body parts are his chest, blue eyes and broad shoulders.

PS; maybe you can add Lucia's jealousy towards the entire situation in.

enjoy nyaaa

Valentine's Yacht date with Aymeric

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You and Aymeric had recently gotten married, although it was a marriage only in name. It was purely political and neither of you had spoken to each other before you got married. It had been a few months since the wedding and you both had done your best at keeping up the pretenses of being a happily married couple. However, recently rumors had begun about how no one had ever seen the Lord Commander and his wife sleep in the same bed or spend time together like normal couples. So it was decided that the two of you would go on a yacht for 4 days and 3 nights and hopefully that would put an end to the rumors.

You met him on the rooftop deck of the yacht a few hours later. You had chosen blue sundress to complement his eyes. You found Aymeric standing at the table in a 3 piece pristine, white suit. "Ser Aymeric, you look absolutely stunning," you gush as you walk up to him. You had always admired the man's talent and work ethic but now you found that his physical appearance was unmatched as well. The wind was sweeping away the bangs which usually covered his face allowing you to truly appreciate his dazzling blue eyes and sharp nose. Even his ears seemed longer and more graceful than usual.

"Thank you, you look beautiful today as well, Lady y/n." "We can drop the honorifics now don't you think?" you replied, settling into your seat. Aymeric smiled at that, "Of course." As you two ate, you filled the silence by talking about your day and Aymeric responding politely but not sharing anything of his own. Once you were done with the meal you tried to keep the conversation going while Aymeric got increasingly fidgety in his seat. You didn't want him to leave yet so every time he offered to get up you would bring up something else. You began to notice he was turning an interesting shade of green, especially his ears. "Are you alrigh-" you asked but Aymeric leaned over the side of his table and proceeded to vomit his guts out.

You sat awestruck at the scene of a beautiful Elezen man, projectile vomiting in front of you. Ever the simp, you couldn't help but admire his form as he did too. You got up and patted his back comfortingly as he puked. "There, there." "I'm so-bleuuurghhh. I'm so sorry y/n. I didn't mean bleeurgh," he wiped his mouth with a napkin. Such a gentleman you thought to yourself. "I didn't mean to ruin our day. I get seasick easily." "Oh! It's perfectly alright, Aymeric. I'm your wife in sickness and in health," you gave him a thumbs up sign encouragingly. "Hang on, let me help you clean this up."

Aymeric tried to protest but you pushed the 6 foot 7 inch man back onto his chair, making sure to grab a good handful of his pectorals in the process. "You should rest and here," you passed him a glass of water. "Drink that, and if you need to vomit again throw up in that too." You smile brightly at him and go to fetch a mop.

Once the puke is cleaned up, you guide Aymeric to his bed and lay him down although he insists on changing his clothes himself, much to your displeasure. You leave him with a glass of water, a bucket and some anti-nausea medication, deciding to check up on him later.

When you enter his room again, you find all the curtains drawn and the lord commander sweating and panting on the bed. You assume you walked in on a private moment with Aymeric and his "sword" and promptly exit. You wait outside the door for a few moments before it strikes you that both his hands were outside the bedcovers. You slam open the door and rush to his side. His eyes are closed but you touch his forehead and find that its burning up. You suspect food poisoning and immediately go into nurse mode and begin taking care of him, fetching him more medication and wet cloths to wipe his sweat.

As you sit by his bedside keeping an eye on him, Aymeric recovers enough to start talking. He's a bit fever addled and exhausted but he says talking to you makes him feel better so you let him continue. He speaks of his time as young teen spending hours trying master archery as well as his rocky relationship with his father. He talks about his hopes for Ishgard, of ending classism. He even begins to talk about you, how he thought you were kind and dutiful since you agreed to this arranged marriage for the good of Ishgard. "You know, Lucia didn't like you at first. Said you would be a spoilt brat, a noble trying to improve her status, I knew she was wrong though. I've never seen a noble wield a mop like that before," he chuckled weakly. "Lucia's just jealous," you huff, causing Aymeric to chuckle more.

You and Aymeric thus shared short snatches of honest conversations as you take care of him and slowly nurse him back to health. On the second night, in the wee hours of twilight Aymeric grabs your hand and whispers, "Join me." You smile softly and oblige nestling your body against his broad frame on the bed. You make sure to stop things at that though. Even you wouldn't take advantage of a sick person like that.

The next morning you wake up to a healthier looking Aymeric. The sunlight streams in through the window but it doesn't compare to his dazzling smile. "Good morning." "Mornin'," you greet him back, trying to rub the sleep from your eyes. "Still got any morning sickness?" you ask as you stretch. Aymeric looks at you, a bit perplexed before bursting into laughter. "Oops," you grin sheepishly. "No, I think I've recovered more or less." "That's good to hear," you reply getting up.

You both spend the rest of the day together, the initial awkwardness having dissipated. At night, Aymeric invites you to his chambers saying he has a gift for you and that you can reject it if you'd like to.

Curious once night falls, you make your way to his room. You find him lying on the bed shirtless, the porcelain skin of his sculpted chest bathed in the candlelight of the room. Your swallow thickly unable to let your gaze wander lower and lower down the Lord Commander's body.

"Here to receive your present?" Aymeric asks teasingly, as he stalks towards you like a predator. You nod, not trusting yourself to speak for once in your life. He grabs you by the hand and takes you to his bed. Standing before you he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock and you get to learn how skilled Aymeric really is with his sword.

your swords,

admins san & sar

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cora-vizsla · 3 years

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Hi Mai! You said you had request open so I wanted to ask, if you'd write a little Paz x Reader cuddle fluff? Maybe they've been crushing on each other for a while now, but neither made a move, so when their mutual friends organize a movie night, they "miraculously" end up sitting beside each other on the couch and eventually cuddle up and it's so comfy they fall asleep? (PS: I loved the last Hypnotic chapter! I can see a rollercoaster coming up and dragging me with it and I'm here for it xD )

Alright I am HERE for this ask. It was rainy all day today and I want movie cuddles so badly! Here is 1.5 almost 1.6K of awkward pining with movies and Din being a di’kut. (Also, I am so glad you like Hypnotic! I really enjoy writing Obi Wan even though I didn’t think I would! And yes. You know my writing well enough to know that the rollercoaster is ALREADY IN MOTION AND THERE IS NO GETTING AWAY! XD)

Warnings: awkward. like these two are SUPER AWKWARD. Cuddles. There was only one couch.

“And I just don’t understand. I mean we spend so much time together!”

“Well, have you just told him that you like him?”

“Are you kidding me? No! What if he laughs at me or something?”

“Laughs at you. Of all the mando around here you’re afraid that behemoth of a man will laugh at you?”

You shrug and fall back onto your bed, covering your face. Your friend rolls her eyes and gives up for the time being.

---

“A what night?”

“A movie night.”

Paz turned to look at his brother and crossed his arms.

“What the hell is a movie night.”

“I don’t know. Something that the local villagers do. They sit around and watch holovids together.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Your little girlfriend will be there.”

Paz punched Din in the shoulder and scowled under his helmet.

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“No? Then why do we both know who we’re talking about without uttering her name.”

“Shut up.”

Din crossed his arms and looked up at the blue Mandalorian who was now pacing.

“Fine. I’ll just let her know you aren’t interested.”

“What? Why would you tell her that? Then she will think I don’t want to spend time with her or something.”

“Why would that matter.”

“Dank farrik. I’ll go. When is it?”

“Two days from now.”

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Your friend made you late. Like so late you weren’t even sure it was worth going anymore. When you both walked into the room you just barely saw that there were two open spots open. The one you noticed first was Din. You gave him a smile and a wave then scowled when you saw your friend basically sprint to sit next to him.

“Last spot is over there.”

You flipped your friend off with a fake smile and turned.

One seat left.

One seat left and who is it next to?

Of course, it was Paz.

You walk over and plop next to him. You weren’t sure why you were even nervous in the first place. Paz had been spending so much time with you he basically lived with you.

“Hey.”

You looked up at him and gave him a nervous smile.

“Hey, Paz. Kind of surprised you even came.”

“Yeah. Din pushed it. Sorry you uh.. didn’t get to sit by him.”

“Oh. No. It was just the first seat I noticed. It’s not like I mind sitting by you.”

He looked at you for a few moments before looking back up at the makeshift screen. The town was poor but having movie nights was always a highlight. Since the tribe had moved in, the village had tried to integrate them as much as possible.

“Do you know what this movie is?”

“No idea.”

“This wasn’t your plan?”

“Huh? No. Sylva set it up. I just found out about it today.”

“Today.”

“Yes?”

Paz hummed once and shot a glance over at Din. He whipped his head back around when you groaned at the title on the screen.

“What’s wrong? Are you sick?”

“No it’s just.. I don’t really like this movie.”

“Oh. What’s wrong with it? Violence? Blood? War?”

“No. Worse. SO much worse.”

The title popped up and you could practically hear the gears turning in Paz’s head.

“Love Across Star Systems?”

“Yes.”

“It’s a.. romance movie?”

“Yep. And it’s the worst.”

Paz cleared his throat and shift a little, keeping his hands planted on his thighs.

“You uh.. you don’t like romance?”

“Uh. I don’t know. I mean.. this movie is just corny. Not much realistic between two people running across a beach holding hands at sunset.”

“You don’t imagine yourself holding hands at sunset? I thought women loved that shit.”

“On a beach? I friggen hate sand, Paz. Plus, if you sit down then you get wet. No. No thank you.”

“I don’t know, cyar’ika. There has to be someone you’d like doing that romantic shit with.”

You looked up at him and burst out laughing. The idea of him running down the beach in his clunky armor was probably hands down the funniest thing you had ever thought of. You covered your face and tried to bite back your laughter. He stared down at you and when he tilted his head to the side you laughed even harder.

“I think you need to go to medical.”

“No! No. I’m okay. I’m sorry I just.. never mind. Let’s just watch the movie okay?”

He nodded once and you sat back, letting the movie start. As the movie played you found yourself laughing at it more than anything. Paz would look down at you but say nothing.

---

Unbeknownst to you, your best friend and Din were rather upset that the romance movie wasn’t working. The plan was for the two of you to get closer, not you laughing so hard you couldn’t breathe. Din hit a few things on his vambrace and suddenly the movie stopped. Most of the people groaned but he saw that you sighed in relief.

“Why did you stop it?”

“She’s laughing too hard to realize she’s sitting in the dark next to him. And he’s too much of a di’kut to just put his arm around her.”

“What then?”

“Act like the movie isn’t working and we put on something else. Does she like scary things?”

“No. She usually ends up hiding under a blanket.”

“Perfect. She doesn’t have a blanket. But she does have a Paz.”

---

Once they got the new movie started you started to shrink back into the couch. Paz looked down at you and tilted his head again.

“Don’t like scary?”

“Uh. I mean. I like it but.. I just.. I get-“

You were cut off by your own yelp that you tried to cover up. You turned involuntarily with your hands covering your face into Paz’s side. He looked down at you and hesitated before wrapping his arm around you.

“It’s not.. you’re really scared by this?”

“Yes! Oh, I hate jump scares.”

You felt your face heat up when you realized that you were now nestled into Paz. Part of you wanted to move away but truth be told he was warm. It sharply contrasted his bekar armor that always seemed to be cold. You had wondered what it would be like to curl up against him and now it was happening.

“Is this.. uh.. is this okay, cyar’ika? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or..”

“No. This is okay. As long as it’s okay for you?”

“It’s okay.”

“Okay.”

You grimaced at yourself and heard Din clear his throat across the room which suspiciously sounded like a laugh. You spent time with this man, yet you acted like an awkward teenager. You stayed nestled up to him and could feel him relaxing the longer you did. Other than burying your face into his side a few times, you were just comfortable.

His hand was gently resting on your waist. He was stiff at first but when he started gently rubbing his thumb across the small part of skin that was peeking out from under your shirt, you couldn’t help but smile. You tentatively moved your hand so it was resting on top of his thigh and you could have sworn he sighed at the contact.

Eventually you started to get sleepy. You knew you should excuse yourself and go back home but you didn’t want to leave Paz. Sure, you could ask him to come back with you, but the fear of rejection was just too much to handle. Plus, it was your friends building everyone was in, you’d be safe either way.

The next thing you knew, you were waking up. You picked your head up and saw that you were basically laying on top of a sleeping Paz. You froze, looking down at the couch. You both had fallen asleep and at some point, he had moved both of you to stretch out, you laying directly on top of him.

“You snore in your sleep.”

You let you some type of noise of embarrassment and buried your face downwards into his bekar. He rumbled out a laugh and pat your back.

“Don’t worry. It didn’t keep me up.”

“I didn’t even realize I fell asleep. I am so so-“

“Don’t. Nothing to be sorry for.”

You fell into an uncomfortable silent until you both started talking at the same time.

“Paz, I-“

“Listen, I-“

You started laughing and shook your head.

“Go ahead, cyar’ika.”

“Uhm, I guess I’ll just be blunt. I really like you. I mean.. stars why am I so awkward. I really value our friendship, but I do feel more for you than that.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. If you don’t feel the same it-“

“I do.”

“You do?”

“Yep. Pretty sure Din and your friend set this entire thing up. He brought it up days ago and said he would tell you I wasn’t coming if I didn’t agree.”

“Oh, that bastard.”

Paz roared out a laugh and you couldn’t help but smile with him.

“That’s uh, why I was laughing when you said I must have someone in mind to do corny shit like that with. I imagined you trying to run down a beach with all that armor on.”

“Hey. I’ll have you know I am surprisingly agile.”

You looked up at him just in time for both of you to burst out laughing again.

“Alright, then I’ll need to see that some time.”

“Sounds like a date. Yeah?”

“Yeah. A date.”

#fanfic #paz vizsla #paz #paz x female!reader #paz x reader #paz x you #request #ask maiihem

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xxbangchansidedishxx · 3 years

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Weak- part 2

Jeongin X Hyunjin

Trigger warning: suicide, self harm, major character death.

Plot: Hyunjin is dead and the boys are left to cope but things are only about to get even harder.

That night Jeongin lay alone in the room he shared with Hyunjin. He couldn't get the image out of his head. He wanted him back. How could he just be gone forever? Shakily he slipped out of bed and crawled into Hyunjin's. It still smelt like him. Memories of times where the two lay together watching movies and talking about life and comforting each other flashed through his mind. They could never do that again. He pressed his head into Hyunjin's pillow inhaling his scent as tears soaked the soft material. That's when he heard a rustling noise. Coming from under the pillow. He reached under to see what it was. That's when he was greeted by a piece of paper.

He squinted his blurry eyes trying to focus on the words.

Read incase of death:

If you are reading this that means I'm gone. Please don't be sad. It's for the best. I'm so sick of everything. The worst thing is I don't even know why. I'm living with this heavy feeling in my chest and this voice in my head screaming at me that I'm not good enough. It's been getting louder and louder and now I just want to scream. I feel like I'm drowning in emotions and it's too much to handle. I'm expected to always be perfect, always be on time, stick to strict diets, work and train all the time. I love my job and I love all of you. I am thankful for where I have gotten in my life and I appreciate the love and support that stay have given me throughout the years but maybe this life just wasn't for me. I thought it was until the voice started screaming. I tried to ignore it but I just couldn't. It's hard to explain. Anyway please know that it's not your fault, Chan, Felix, Jisung, Lee Know, Changbin and Seungmin, I love you all so much. We have really had fun over the years haven't we? I'm sorry for putting you through this and I'm so sorry for whoever found me. Jeongin, I love you. It feels good to finally say it. I love you more than I could ever tell you when I was alive. Our countless nights we spent cuddling and just being together meant the world to me. Perhaps they meant more to me tho because as time went on I realised that I love you more than I should. I just want to kiss your cute little face and shower you in love but I know you wouldn't feel the same. I brought you a gift, it's in my bedside table, please keep it with you always and know that I'm by your side. Please don't be sad and if you need me just look to the stars. I'll be watching over.

- Hwang Hyunjin.

The young man began to cry even harder. He was so stupid. He couldn't believe that Hyunjin loved him. Maybe he would still be alive if Jeongin had the courage to confess his feelings as well.

He reached over to Hyunjin's bedside table, sliding the draw open slowly and rummaged through until he came across a box.

He opened the box gasping when he saw what was inside. It was a beautiful ring, gold with a large Dimond that looked like it had the galaxy inside it. Other clear diamonds either side of it.

He slipped it onto his shaky finger and took out a note that was inside.

Out of all the stars in this Galaxy you are the prettiest of them all. You outshine even the moon. Make me the happiest man alive and stay by my side forever. Yang Jeongin, I love you. Please be mine.

- Hwang Hyunjin

Ps: the Dimond I chose is called a salt and pepper Dimond. People say it looks like the galaxy. It's super pretty! But not as pretty as your eyes hehe ❤️

Oh god. He's such a dork. Such a fucking perfect man. So thoughtful and kind. Jeongin hugged the note tightly. If he was still here he could be hugging him instead. He wanted to be lay with him giggling and kissing his stupid perfect little face . How could he ever get over Hwang Hyunjin? That night he fell asleep imagining being wrapped in the elders warm embrace.

When light peaked through the windows reality hit again. Hyunjin was gone, and Jeongin was head over heels for the man and now there was nothing he could do. Then it dawned on him. He should probably let the other members know about the suicide note. He sighed before picking up the piece of paper and making his way to the living room. Walking past the bathroom he froze. There was Chan on his hands and knees, scrubbing away the blood of Hyunjin. His chest felt heavy and he began to shake again.

"Oh my god I'm sorry, I should have shut the door. I- I just figured it should be cleaned up sooner or later and I didn't want to put anyone else through it."

"I-it's okay. Channie I found this under Hyunjin's pillow last night. I thought I should let you know. He also left me this." He showed Chan the ring as he handed him the suicide note.

"C-come on, we should read this with the boys."

He shakily stood up and made his way to the living room with Jeongin.

They all sat around as Chan read out loud , his voice breaking as he cried .

"So he liked Jeongin?"

Felix went over to hug the young man.

"This must be even harder for you now... knowing that."

Jisung sympathised with the boy.

"His funeral is tomorrow. This is all happening so fast. I've not even accepted that he's gone yet." Sobbed Jeongin.

"The boys all sat comforting each other until they decided it was best to just take some more time alone to process things.

Jeongin was sat back in Hyunjin's bed reading the note that was written for him over and over again.

He wanted to be with Hyunjin. He couldn't live knowing that they could have been together. Thoughts of how the future could have turned out clouded his brain. They could have been together, stargazing, sharing soft kisses as they giggled holding each other close. That's what could have been.

He needed Hyunjin.

Slowly he made his way back to that same bathroom. Carrying the note with him, reciting the sweet words in his head over and over again. He locked the door behind him. Looking at the floor a lot of the blood had been cleaned up now but there was still some dried up on the floor. He scanned the floor and that's when he saw it. The bloody blades that Hyunjin had used to do it. He sat down leaning against the shower and picking up the cold metal. His brain went wild. He read the note one more time before pressing the sharp edge against his own wrist. He pressed down piercing through his skin, wincing at the pain he dragged down slicing a deep cut into his honey skin. He gasped realising what he had just done. Fuck how could he do this to his members. They were already going through enough with Hyunjin being gone . And now him...

his brain began to cloud over as the crimson liquid oozed out of his wrist and onto the white floor. He read the note again whispering to himself

"I'll see you soon Jinnie. We can be together I promise."

That's when everything went black.

"Innie come out of the bathroom."

No response.

"Innie what's taking you so long?"

No response.

Lee Know took the earring from his ear and began to pick the lock, relieved when he heard it unlock.

He opened the door immediately collapsing when he saw it.

"Oh god, oh god no. I-Innie."

He scrambled over to the boy pressing two fingers against his neck. No pulse.

Screams left his mouth as he begged for the young man to wake up. The rest of the members came running when they heard it. Tears welled up in their eyes. They knew he was gone....

Jisung called an ambulance his voice nothing but a hoarse whisper.

"P-please come quickly. My friend has killed himself."

Again they all watched as the body of someone they all greatly cared about was carried away.

Hyunjin's funeral was postponed. It only seemed right to wait until Jeongin's body was prepared for his.

They decided on a joint funeral. Hundreds of people piled into the room where Hyunjin and Jeongin were lay in an open casket. They were placed together. Finally reunited. Sobs filled the room as the service went on and fans showed up from across the country to pay their respects outside. The two boys looked peaceful . Almost like they were sleeping. Chan stood infront of their coffin placing a single red rose on each of their chests.

He wanted to be with them for as long as possible. This was the last time he would ever see their faces and he wanted to remember every little detail. He never wanted to forget the two talented beautiful boys that came into his life and saved him when he almost couldn't save himself. If only he could have done the same.

"Jinnie, Jinnie."

The young man heard a voice. He was floating up, he was amongst fluffy clouds.

That's when he saw it.

"Hyunjin!"

He ran towards the blonde man hugging him tight, tears spilling from his face.

"I can't believe you, idiot."

He slapped his shoulder sobbing into his chest.

"Hey hey Innie. it's okay. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."

They both held each other tightly.

"Hey look at me. Why are you here."

The teary boy raised his head to look at the beautiful man.

"I got your note. I love you Hyunjin I can't live without you."

Hyunjin's face fell. He killed himself because of him?

"Hyunjin say something."

The boy pleaded.

He just grabbed Jeongin's face attaching their lips into a passionate desperate kiss. He had wanted to do this for years.

When they pulled away to breathe Jeongin smiled amongst tears.

"We can be together now Innie. Forever. Even if it's not the best circumstances we can be together. I love you so much. I'm so sorry for what I did, I didn't want you to find me like that." Now it was Hyunjin's turn to cry.

Jeongin just pressed his lips against his reassuring him that everything was going to be okay. They had each other now and they could spend forever together. Watching over their members and making memories together. They held hands as they walked into the light.

This was only the beginning.

#kpop fanfiction #kpop fanfic #kpop angst #hyunjin fanfic #hyunjin angst #jeongin fanfic #jeongin angst

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6rookie-writer0110 · 4 years

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Don't let the world delete you

All-Might x Male Reader

Request- Can you make a My Hero Academia fic for being all for one's son who's a student at ua cause he hates his dad and his quirk is making invisible and indestructible objects like an wall people run in some stairs an elevator and so on and his skilled in fighting and knows pressure points and all might finds put after the attack at the usj and R tells him he hates his dad and wants to put him in jail after ripping his arms off so he can't use his quirk anymore also R knows about his skinny form

You are a hero in training and you go to U.A. High School. Your teacher is All-Might and He teaches Foundational Hero Studies. Also, he does teach fighting techniques and your homeroom teacher is Shota Aizawa aka Eraserhead.

You hate your quirks because you got it from your father. You hate him with a burning passion and he is a horrible person. If he was dying and you had the antidote you won't save him.

Your quirk is you can turn in invisible and you be indestructible when objects are thrown at you. And you can go through wall people run in some stairs an elevator etc. You have improved your fighting skills because you know their pressure points, easy for you to fight them.

---

Your class is A-1, not many like you and your friends because of what happened in the past.

You have been training hard because are quarter-finals of the sports festival.

”Y/N good luck” Kirishima said.

”Thank you” You said.

”This will be a good fight. You and Bakugo are really strong” Mineta said.

You will fight against Bakugo in thirty seconds. You start to stretch out your arms and legs. Bakugo goes to the field first then it's your turn.

Endeavor and All Might are watching the fight between you and Bakugo.

”Y/N has gotten stronger. Tell me, All Might are you going to be his mentor? Not many will take Y/N because of his father” Endeavor said.

”Y/N is nothing like his father. He will be a good hero, he needs a lot of training” All Might said.

Endeavor didn't say anything, they keep watching the fight and it's intense. You and Bakugo are neck to neck. Bakugo started to use his powers to the max, the explosions are intense. But you still can block it but not for long. You used your quirk to go underground.

”Come out and fight me!!” Bakugo yelled.

He is getting ready, when you come out then he will want to attack you. But you have a trick up your sleeve when you came out then Bakugo kicked you in the stomach then started to punch you. One of his kicks hit you in the nuts.

MT lady, was going to stop the fight but you and Bakugo stopped her. You punched him in the face then, You start to run towards him and putting a metal pole that hits his nuts and knocks him.

”Enough!” Eraserhead yelled.

He used his powers to stop you and Bakugo. But Bakugo is passed out and you can't use your powers for a while.

✯ ✬ ✯ ✫

After what happened at the sports festival, All Might became worried about you. You are at home with your mom and siblings, you used to stay on campus but they sent you home. You are in your bedroom and you using your laptop. Your little brother barged in your bedroom

”Y/N! All Might is here!” He yelled with excitement.

Your eyes opened wide.

”Seriously?” You asked.

”Yes!! All Might is here!! I will ask if he can sign my poster!! Do you have a marker, Y/N!?!?” He yelled.

You gave him a pen.

”No!! I want a marker!! My friends will be so jealous!” He yelled again.

You gave him a sharpie and he smiled big. He runs to his bedroom, to get the poster and collectible action figure toy. You go to the living room and he is drinking tea with your mom. All Might is in his form.

”All Might, what are you doing here?” You asked.

”I came to see you and talk to your mom. I see potential in you to be a good hero, but you have a lot to learn. I still have a lot to teach you” All- Might said.

”Y/N if you want to go back, we will always support you. I will want you to follow your dreams and never let the past stop you” Your mom said.

”I want to be the best hero. But I'm not sorry what I did to Bakugo” You said.

”We will work on that too. Y/N pack your belongings because you are going to camp” All-Might Said.

You nod and your brother did get All-Might’s autograph and a picture. Your mom packed a bento box for you and All-Might. Before leaving you hugged your mom and left with All Might.

----

All-Might and other teachers will go camping with the students. The students will learn to control their powers and go to their med level, learn survival skills, and work together.

Everyone is surprised and happy to see you. Everyone just met the Wild, Wild Pussycats are one of the four hero teams that founded the Union Affairs Office. They are veterans and well known for their teamwork.

Somehow everyone in the camp found out who is your father. You don't know how they found out or who told them, but you don't care what they have to say. You just ignore them.

✯ ✬ ✯ ✫

Class is over and you packing your stuff. You are friends with Midoriya and you do get along with the others too. Expect for Bakugo and other students from different classes.

”Y/N, do want to join us for lunch?” Midoriya asked.

You were going to say something but everyone noticed All-Might is by the door.

”Y/N, lunch?” All-Might asked.

”Okay” You said.

”Y/N later meet us by the lake for a swim” Iida said.

”Sure” You said.

You leave and follow All-Might to somewhere private.

---

”Y/N I want to show you something” All Might said.

”What is it?” You asked.

He changed into his skinny form.

”This is my true form” All-Might said.

”I know” You said.

”Wait-when?” All-Might asked.

”I saw you training Midoriya at the beach. That's when I saw you transformed and I was surprised by it” You said.

”And you never told anyone?” All-Might asked.

You shake your head.

”No. I'm not that kind of person” You said.

You and All-Might start to eat.

”I fought your father All For One before. You are nothing like him not even close. Y/N, I did mean it when I said you will be a good hero. I want to help you achieve your goal” All-Might said.

”I hate him so much. Growing up, he would abuse me and my family. I want to be a hero and I want to help you stop my father and I don't care how we will stop him. I know he was the first to use all for one power but he only used it for evil” You said.

All-Might can see the hate you have for your father in your eyes. He changed the subject to cheer you.

✯ ✬ ✯ ✫

You and All-Might found out the camp is under attack. You or All-Might can't call for help because there is no good signal. You and All-Might run towards the camp and he transformed.

Your father is attacking the camp with his team. All For One looks at you and All-Might

”You have no chance to stop me” All For One said.

You glared at him.

”I will beat you to a bloody pulp” You snapped.

Tomura and Dabi want to fight you and All-Might. Midoriya, Iida, Todoroki, Uraraka, Kirishima, and Mineta are fighting the other villains. Now All-Might is fighting Dabi to get to your father. Now you start to run towards your father but Tomura will try to stop you. But you went underground get away from him

”I wanted to punch you in the face for a long time!” Bakugo yelled at Tomura.

Bakugo punched Tomura in the face and he falls down hard.

---

You and your father start to fight and he isn't holding back. You are not holding back either, You start to punch him in the chest then did a combo to his face.

”You are weak like your mother. You will never defeat me” All For One said.

All-Might starts to help you. Your father is using all his powers to stop you and All-Might. You were going to kick him in the face but he grabbed your leg and threw you towards the ground. All-Might used his ultimate move to stop him before he hits you.

You struggled to get up but you won't give up. You see his pressure points and that's where you will attack. You start to use all powers to attack him, your father is taking blows to his body. All-Might is also giving him major blows to the body. Then you gripped on his arms tight that he starts to bleed. Then ripped his arms off so he can't use his quirk anymore. He falls down to the ground and you are breathing hard.

”Y-”

You passed out.

✯ ✬ ✯ ✫

You, your friends, and All-Might end up in the hospital. They start to worry about you and go to see you. The doctor told you that you need to rest for a few weeks without using your powers.

Your friends saw you and they all hugged you. You are in pain and they are really happy you are getting better.

”Y/N we are happy that you finally woke up” Midoriya said.

”It’s good to see all of you” You said.

”We don't care who is your father. We know the real you and to us, you are our friend and a hero” Iida said.

Everyone agreed with him. You know he is telling the truth and he wouldn't lie about it.

”We got this for you. It's a get well gift bag. Y/N-” Midoriya said.

He didn't finish his sentence because Bakugo said something.

”Good to see you are awake,” Bakugo said and left.

”You too” You said but he didn't hear you.

Everyone stayed for a little more and ate dinner with you. Later they leave the room and you start to write a letter

{Next Day}

They all go to your room but it's empty. You left the letter on the bed and Iida starts to read it out loud.

”I had a good time being friends with everyone. I won't forget everyone and the good times we had. This isn't goodbye forever just means we will see each other later. Please take care of each other... Okay I won't read the last part” Iida said.

Mineta grabbed the letter and read the last part.

”It says PS, fuck you Bakugo” Mineta said.

”I’m going to miss him” Midoriya said.

”We will miss him too. But I feel he will come back” Todoroki said.

---

You and your family left Tokyo after what happened, your family wants to avoid the reporters. It won't be easy but your family just wants to lay low for a while. You didn't tell anyone where you are going to live and you also left a letter for All-Might, letting him know that you will be okay.

#all might imagine #my hero academia imagines #all might x reader #all might x male reader #My Hero Academia imagine

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blueeyedheizer · 3 years

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All Over Again - Matt (part 4 - the end)

WARNINGS: amnesia, implied sex, super soft overall <3

A/N: it's finally here, the last part to this short story!! I really like this part although I had a bit of a hard time finishing it. It's a bit cliché but i'm happy with it. Also, thank you so much to everyone who still reads my Matt fics, I appreciate you guys so much <3 (PS: I know the transition from part 3 to part 4 is really sudden...I hope the timejump isn't too disappointing) Anyway, enough talking. Enjoy xx

•••

After two months, you are finally released from the hospital.

You weren't surprised to find out that you shared an apartment with Matt, and at this point you didn't mind at all. You felt comfortable around him and despite not remembering your old life with him, you were starting to feel strongly for him. He had been there for you since day one, he never gave up on you even though you still couldn't remember anything about him. You never thought it was possible for someone to ever love you this way but there he was, doing absolutely everything in his power to help you get through this, even when he knew things might never be the same again.

Matt opened the door and you walked in closely behind him, taking a look at your surroundings. The house was quite messy, but you couldn't blame him. His mind had been all over the place these past weeks and he had spent most of his time with you. Tidying around was really not his prioritiy.

Everything around you looked familiar. Somehow, you still remembered where most things were situated, and you had no trouble in finding each room, including yours and Matt's shared bedroom. And yet you had no real memory attached to it. You couldn't associate anything with it. You knew it was there, but the room itself was just like the rest; a blur.

---

Your first week home was mostly focused on resting. You were dying to go out and do something other than sit on a couch and watch TV but the doctor had said it would be better if you spent a few days home to let your bruises heal properly before envisaging going back to your normal everyday life. Matt was just as supporting as he was before, cancelling his plans to stay with you, hoping that you would remember something, just a fragment of your old life with him. But that was a long process, and even though you two were basically back to being a couple it was different. You loved him, but it was different. You loved the boy who visited you everyday at the hospital, not the boy that you had met at a gig almost a year ago now.

In order to train your brain, the doctor had recommended to regularly go through familiar things such as photos, videos and possessions. Considering the fact that you and Matt had a common passion for music and cinema, you decided to focus on this.

You were cuddled up against him, a blanket covering the both of you as the end credits of your favorite movie rolled on the screen.

"Why didn't you tell me he was going to die?" you sniffled, wiping a tear from your cheek while chuckling.

"Didn't want to ruin the experience"

"Well that would've spared me a heartbreak." you pouted. Matt chuckled, pressed a kiss to your forehead then stood to turn off the TV before settling back next to you, allowing you to cuddle up against him. A comfortable silence fell upon you both as he intertwined his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand every so often and running his thumb over your skin.

A few more minutes passed by and you glanced at the clock, sighing softly.

"I should probably get some sleep." you announced. Matt kissed the top of your head and you reluctantly pulled away from the warmth of his body.

"I still need to work on some things, I'll join you later."

"Alright."

"Good night, love"

"Good night." you smiled and pecked his cheek before making your way to your shared bedroom. You quickly changed into your night clothes and brushed your teeth before slipping under the covers.

You tried to close your eyes but your mind was racing with thoughts about everything and nothing. You just kept moving around on the bed, changing your position every two minutes, unable to find your usual comfort. You sighed heavily and rolled onto your back, hands crossed over your chest. However a small smile tugged on your lips when you heard the quiet sound of Matt's guitar as he worked on his song. It probably would have lulled you to sleep if your brain cooperated with your desire to sleep.

You spent another fifteen minutes or so just laying wide awake on your bed, waiting for sleep to eventually come. A few more minutes go by and you hear footsteps approaching before seeing the door open, Matt walking in seconds later.

"You're still awake?" he asked and you hummed in response.

"I can't sleep."

"I'm sorry, was it the guitar? I tried to be as quiet as I could—"

"No, it wasn't the guitar. I actually enjoyed it." you chuckled. "It's just me. I have a lot on my mind."

Matt stripped down to his underwear, put on a random shirt then slipped under the sheets, taking his spot next to you. He propped himself up on his arm so he could look at you.

"What's on your mind, love?" he wondered. You shrugged, looking down at your hand as your fingers drew small patterns on the sheets. Your face dropped a little bit.

"Everything." Matt brushed a strand of hair off your face as you spoke, tucking it behind your ear.

"Tell me everything then."

You stayed silent for a moment, knowing that the conversation you were about to start wasn't something easy to talk about on both sides. A few more seconds go by and you finally ask the question you were dying to know the answer of.

"Matt...— what were we arguing about?"

You didn’t miss the way his entire body froze at your words. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it again, detaching his gaze from yours. Then he shifted and sat back against the headboard of the bed, causing you to sit up as well.

With a heavy heart, he began to explain what happened. How it all started, how he snapped at you when you were just being rightfully worried about not having any news of him over two hours after he was supposed to be home. He was hardly holding back tears by the end of his explanation, and so were you. You couldn't help but feel a sting in your heart at the thought of him raising his voice at you.

"I'm not mad at you." you assured him in a small voice, seeing guilt written all over his face.

"You would be if you remembered. I almost got you killed."

"Don't say that."

"But it's the truth Y/N! If I had just kept my mouth shut and dealt with my anger alone then nothing of this would've happened. You wouldn't have had this accident and you wouldn't have lost your memory. I did this to you."

"And I could've just locked myself in our room instead of going for a drive in the middle of the night." you argued. "You're not responsible for any of this, Matt."

He didn't say anything after that, he just kept his head lowered and shook his head. You could see tears begin to fall down his cheeks. Pulling yourself closer to him, you placed your hand on his face, wanting him to look at you.

"Matt." when he still refused to look at you, you climbed over him so you could straddle his lap. "Matt, look at me." your hand came underneath his chin and brought his face up to meet your eyes. You moved your hand to cup his cheek, gently wiping away some tears while one escaped the corner of your eye. "This is not your fault." you whispered, leaning in to press your forehead against his, your hands moving to the back of his neck and gently scratching. "Okay? This is not your fault."

You stayed like this for a moment then you kissed him, pouring all your emotions into the kiss. Your hands found their way to his head, threading your fingers through his hair as your whimpered softly, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened, both your breathing gradually growing heavier.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he murmured against your lips after pulling away, understanding your intentions. Your thumb brushed softly over his bottom lip as you nodded, still slightly panting for air.

"Have we ever...?" you said and he nodded. You answered with a barely audible 'okay' before pressing your lips back against his. But this time he didn't kiss back.

"Y/N..."

"Do you not want to do it?" you asked as you pulled away, sounding disappointed.

"It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"I- I don't know, shouldn't we wait until you get your memory back? Are you actually ready for this?" he spoke hesitantly, and your face softened at his words.

"I don't want to wait for something that might not happen anytime soon." you said softly, brushing a strand of hair off his forehead. "And yes, I am ready."

He looked down sadly, his thumbs stroking your hips gently. Your forehead was resting against his as another tear rolled down your cheek.

"I love you..." you murmured, trying to fight back more of them. "Please don't give up on me now." that seemed to have startled him as he looked up at you almost immediately before cradling your head between his hands.

"I won't. I promise."

You nodded and closed the space between you, your lips meeting in a soft, passionate kiss. Your heartbeat was accelerating in your chest since this was new for you. It wasn't for the old version of yourself, but the new one had never been in such an intimate situation with him. You broke the kiss to pull his shirt over his head, discarding it to the side. You did the the same with yours before cupping his cheeks and kissing him again.

His lips eventually started moving down to your neck, pressing a trail of kisses there as you leaned your head back, giving him more access. His hands started roaming over your lower back and you shyly began to grind your hips, moaning softly.

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"I love you too, you know." Matt said as you both laid on the bed, your head resting against his chest as his hand moved up and down your back soothingly. The silence of the room only highlighted how loud you had been moments before.

"I know." you smiled. Your hand travelled across his torso, absentmindedly caressing and drawing small patterns on his skin.

Tilting your head up a bit, you laid your eyes on a small framed picture of the two of you that was on his bedside table, one you hadn't seen yet. It looked quite recent. You propped yourself on your arm and reached for the picture, looking at it closely.

"That was the day I came back from London."

You turned to Matt, a genuine smile curving your lips.

"You've been to London?"

"Yeah." he smiled, his thumb caressing your shoulder. "One of our biggest gigs. 450 people, more or less. I'm not sure if they appreciated the music, but they were here." you both shared a quiet laugh and you shook your head, looking down at him before leaning in to kiss him softly.

"I'm sure they did."

You placed the picture back on the table and cuddled back against his chest, sighing in content. You quickly felt your body relax fully against his own, your breathing becoming even, steady, slow. With his fingers running through your hair soothingly you finally allowed sleep to take over, staying snuggled tightly against him.

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The next morning you woke up to an empty bed and the smell of coffee. Rolling onto your back, you stretched your arms and smiled at the thought of last night's events, remembering how caring Matt had been the entire time.

You eventually rolled out of bed and got dressed, pulling on a shirt of his along with your jeans.

Then you decided to rummage a bit through your stuff to train your brain like you had been told to do. You started with the books that were on the shelves; you let your fingers run along their spines, reading their names. Then you looked through Matt's records before picking one and placing it on to play. The Sun Always Shines On T.V. began playing and you smiled when the chorus came on, the lyrics easily coming back to your mind.

You continued your exploration around the room and opened up a jewelry box, taking out a small star shaped earring. Your lips pressed into a thin line and you frowned as you searched your mind, feeling a déjà vu.

And that's when it happened.

***

"Is that...is that an earring ?"

"Huh?"

You smiled and cupped his cheek, tilting his head to the side to take a proper look at the small moon shaped jewel. Then you tilted his head to the other side, noticing another one with a different shape; a small golden star.

"I like the moon one better." you smirked, leaning in to peck his lips.

***

"Matt..." you breathed out. Your eyes widened and you called him louder this time, breathing and heartbeat accelerating as you started crying.

After two more almost desperate, sobbed out calls of his name, Matt came running into the room, a terrified look on his face.

"What is it? What's wrong?" he rushed to your side and cupped your face, forcing you to look at him. Your eyes were already puffy and red and your breathing was ragged as you cried, hot tears soaking your cheeks, heavy hiccups leaving the back of your throat. You didn't answer, instead you grabbed his face and crashed your lips against his, kissing him as deeply as you could.

Matt immediately understood what was going on and kissed back, his own eyes watering up quickly. You eventually had to pull away for air, your current state making it hard for you to breathe. You rested your forehead against his and played with his earring, unable to say anything.

You eventually let out a small laugh through your tears, smiling softly as you looked into his teary eyes. Then you kissed him again, pouring out all your love and gratitude into it as you held onto him, wanting this moment to last forever.

"I remember."

#blueeyeddean #matt

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elusive---ivory · 4 years

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Little Clown pt 1

Yes, yes, yes oh, boy. Here we are!! The Sequel to TWIV. It took me a while to finish this first part, hopefully y'all enjoy it 💖💖

PAIRING: Arthur Fleck x Oc/Joker x Oc

WARNING: Unrequited Love, Child Endangerment

Part 1

Taglist:

@gloomyladyy @princessgeekface @memory-mortis (ps I apologize if I left some people out. Just message me again if I forgot)

"Mommy, I don't want a clown at my birthday party." A little girl said, troubled.

"I know, sweetheart, but clowns aren't so scary. Could you please try for me?" Her mother said, holding her hand.

It was 1993 in Gotham City. It had been 12 years since the incarceration of The Joker. Chaos was still rapid in Gotham, but the police didn't seem to care.

Sandy Fleck was one of Gotham's notorious villains, who rose to the top in popularity. Half her popularity came from followers of The Joker, hoping to seek guidance from her. The other half came from the angry mob of Gotham City, who were still hurt by the damage. For those who knew her on the streets, She was known as Dolly. She had the city tight around her finger. The only thing she was missing was Arthur.

Her daughter looked up at her. "I'm not afraid of clowns, Mommy. I just don't like them. The news doesn't like them, so why should I?" The little girl frowned. Her green emerald eyes were staring into Sandy.

"Ruthie, not everything on the news is trustworthy. Besides, I'm pretty sure your will love it." Sandy said.

"What friends, Mommy?" Ruth replied, monotonous.

Ruth Quinn Fleck wasn't like most kids her age. She was very smart, but not so sociable young girl. From the age of 5, Ruth was diagnosed by a medical professional that she had Asperger's Syndrome. Her doctors were still confused about Ruth's behavior, hoping that maybe by the time she was 8, Ruth could grow out of it. Ruth was nearing the age of 10, with her birthday being a couple days away.

The two crossed the crowded street. Ruth held onto her mother closely, as they walked into their small, yet, comfortable apartment complex.

Sandy didn't move from the old apartment complex. After all that happened, she decided that the best place for her little girl was the complex. Sure, it was an awful complex, but there was something about it that felt so warm and familiar.

As they walked up to their apartment, Sandy walked past a certain apartment door, flooding memories of someone she missed.

Sandy unlocked her apartment door, placing the groceries on the kitchen counter.

Ruth took a small juice box from the fridge, and darted for the living room. Ruth turned the TV on, and switched it to the news.

Sandy giggled to herself. "Why do you only watch the news?"

"I dunno. I like the news. It's interesting." Ruth sipped on her juice box.

Sandy smiled, washing her hands in the kitchen sink and preparing dinner.

"Twelve years ago to this day, Thomas Wayne was killed outside the Monarch Theater. In remembrance of him, we've gathered here at the theater with the young Bruce Wayne, Boy Billionaire over night."

Sandy rolled her eyes. "Ruthie, don't watch this crap. All they talk about is Bruce Wayne."

"Not all the time. They also talk about Joker." Ruth replied.

Dishes clanked in the sink, causing Sandy to break a mug, cutting her finger.

"Ruth. We don't talk about Joker, okay?" Sandy said through her teeth.

"Why not?" Ruth inquired.

"Because," Sandy rose her voice, then closed her eyes before calming down. "Because, I said so." Sandy spoke softly.

Ruth looked down at the floor. "I didn't mean to upset you, Mommy."

Sandy rubbed her temples in frustration. "I know, baby. I know."

The telephone rang on the kitchen counter. Sandy rushed over to get it.

"Hello?" Sandy answered.

"Hey, Dolly. We got ourselves another client. Do ya think you can meet us downtown at 5 o'clock?" A gruff voice said over the phone.

"I'll see, Rudy. Where is the meeting at?" Sandy turned towards her daughter, who was focused on the TV.

"Roxy's Cabaret. Our client also said he wanted to met Joker in person." Rudy explained.

"Well, he's gonna be surprised. Joker is still incarcerated, remember?" Sandy replied.

"Dolly, my hands are tied here. It was the only fib I could use to get him to see us. Anyway, do you wanna take the job or not?" Rudy said, impatiently.

"You haven't even told me the job, yet." Sandy scoffed.

"Look, I don't got time for this, Dolly. Just be here by 5 o'clock." Rudy hung up the phone.

"Who does that lowlife fucker think he is?" Sandy grumbled to herself.

As it was nearing 5, Sandy did her makeup in a small vanity mirror.

"Mommy, do you really have to go?" Ruth said, standing in the doorway of her mother's bedroom.

Sandy sighed, putting on a strapless dress. "Yes, sweetheart."

Ruth looked up at her mother, disappointed, but her lack of emotion on her face couldn't show it.

"Sugar, I know you're upset, but I swear I'll be home by 11. Please don't do what you did with the last babysitter." Sandy finished the rest of her clown like makeup.

Ruth still kept her disappointed eyes on Sandy.

She heard a knock on the door. "Could you get that, sweetheart?"

Ruth huffed nodding.

A tall blonde woman in her twenties appeared that the door. "Hiya! Is ya mommy home?" The woman smiled, cheerfully.

Ruth glared and nodded.

"Well, aren't ya gonna invite me in?" The woman asked.

"I don't like you." Ruth said, still glaring at the woman.

The women's cheerful demeanor disappeared completely. "Maybe I don't like you either."

Sandy headed towards the door. "Hi. Thank you so much for coming. I was worried that I was going to have to leave her alone." She sighed in relief.

The woman brought up her false happy demeanor again. "No problem. I'm Harley. Very nice to meet ya."

"Sandy. It's a pleasure. Emergency contacts are on the fridge. She needs to be in bed before 8." Sandy kneeled down to Ruth's level. "Promise me, you'll be good."

"I promise, Mommy." Ruth kissed her mother on her forehead.

"I love you. I'll be back." Sandy walked out the door, putting on her coat, heading to the elevator.

Ruth turned on the TV, turning up the news.

"Does ya mother always looks like a circus act or does she have some type of gig?" Harley asked, rummaging through the fridge.

Ruth didn't answer her eyes were glued to the TV.

"Breaking news: Just a few minutes ago all of Arkham's electricity turned off, then back on again, but 10 inmates were reported escaped from the facility, including the most infamous clown, Joker. One female inmate was also released from the scene, most known as Harleen Quinzel. The police have speculated that the two were working together, and helped each other escape. In further new-" Harley unplugged the TV.

Ruth looked up at her, confused.

"That's enough of that. You're mommy's gonna be quite surprised when she gets here. Mr J has been dying to see her again. It's a shame that she's had you, isn't it? Mr. J isn't gonna be so thrilled to see you up and about." Harley sneered.

Ruth turned towards her. "I hate you. You're mean."

Harley stuck her tongue out. "That makes two of us. Now, Mr. J told me to call him once I got her and I said I would so, beat it."

Ruth grabbed Harley by waist and tackled her to the ground.

"Get the hell off me, twerp." Harley yelled, throwing Ruth around.

Harley threw Ruth to the ground. "Now, listen here, you little shit. I told Joker I wouldn't hurt you, but I'm sure he'll make an exception." Harley pulled a small dagger out of her pocket. She hovered over Ruth, about to lay the knife on her.

A man in a red suit and clown makeup walked through the door. He pulled Harley off of Ruth.

"Mr. J, I'm sorry. She wasn't cooperating with me, so I did what I had to do." Harley said, feigning her innocence.

The man glared at her. "Leave, Harley."

"What?" Harley spoke quietly.

"I said, Leave. I don't need you anymore. I found what I've been looking for." The man said, looking over at the little girl who had no expression on her face.

"But, Mr. J, I thought we-" Harley was cut off by a laugh.

"We what? What did you possibly think we were? I told you our deal was simple. I helped you out of Arkham, then you were to help me find Sandy. You helped me, and I helped you. I've had enough of your services." The man turned over to Ruth.

Harley glared at Joker, then bolted out of the apartment.

Ruth got up and looked up at the man. "You're the Joker, aren't you?"

The man chuckled. "I wasn't always called Joker. My real name is Arthur."

"My name is Ruth." Her emerald eyes were the same as Arthur's as they stared at each other.

"That's a nice name. Who's your dad?" Arthur asked, kneeling down to her level.

"I never had a daddy. My mommy says that my daddy was a kind man, until he changed." Ruth looked away from him.

Arthur frowned. "I understand how you feel. I never knew my dad. My mother lied to me for all my life. Your mother taught me things I could never forget. Where is your mother now?"

"She's at work." Ruth yawned, rubbing her eyes.

Arthur smiled slightly. "Someone's tired." He picked Ruth up in his arms, and carried her to her bedroom.

"I like you, Joker, unlike the news." Ruth said, half asleep.

Arthur smiled, placing the small girl in her bed.

#joker x oc #joker x reader #joker arthur fleck #arthur fleck x oc #arthur fleck x reader #harley quinn

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juminsmysticmc · 5 years

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Hi! Its me again! I would like to request for a love triangle JuminXMCXSaeyoung (I'm a Saeyoung fan) And I would love MC to be a nurse since I'm one too😊. Hope it would be a good ending too but making me cry while reading works too😊. TYSM!!

Sacrifice

Love triangle between Saeyoung, Nurse MC and Jumin

Hiii! I hope I can make you happy with this one shot, let’s hope for the best!! Enjoy and tell me your opinion! PS. I’m a Jumin fan but for you…..well, just read!

,,Nurse Mc, please to the information. I repeat. Nurse Mc, please to the information.“ the head nurse‘s voice echoed through the speaker. You quickly left your paperwork and approached the information. ,,I will give my best!“ you bowed when she informed you that you would be in charge of a VIP patient who got hurt. You quickly approached the room, which to your amusement had the number 707. ,,Hello, my name is Nurse Mc. I will be in charge of you Mr-Jumin?!“ your eyes grew in surprise when you saw the young CEO-in-line laying on the hospital‘s bed, his foot laying up. A broken leg. Next to him your crush, none other than Saeyoung who began to smile at you brightly as soon as your eyes met.

,,How did this happen?“ you asked Jumin later while cutting two apples for the men. ,,Well…“ Jumin began, glaring at Saeyoung. You already understood, somehow it was Saeyoung’s fault. Jumin explained you how Saeyoung appeared, approaching Elizabeth the third since Saeran kicked him out. Jumin, who of course tried to save his cat, slipped, crushing down the stairs. ,,That’s how this inept scenario happened….“ Jumin ended his story. You had to hold back a laughter, they both were just so hilarious. ,,Why are you still here, Saeyoung?“ Jumin asked, hiding the fact that he wanted to stay with you alone. But Saeyoung wasn’t dumb. He had the same intention after all. ,,I‘m in charge of you, my darling!“ Saeyoung teased him, making the black haired man shiver.

Days passed and the two boys tried to seem good to you. Of course you noticed their efforts but it was almost futile. Your heart already belonged to Saeyoung. All three of you stood at the information, the atmosphere was a bit odd due to the confession both men did yesterday. Of course Jumin asked you to move in with him, reasoning that you could try it out. The young CEO told you about his experience with women and said, that you were completely different. This was what made you appealing. Your happy mood, your bright smile, your shining eyes and your kind character. When you tried to reject him, he begged you to overthink it. Saeyoung, who was searching for food that time, entered the room a few minutes later end went out with you again. The whole evening he followed you around until you asked him if there was something wrong. ,,No, I just want to spend time with the one I love….let’s really marry in the space station, Mc….I know we had many ups and downs but this makes our relationship even better. My love grew over the chatroom and thinking that you were in danger back then made me act so mean towards you. Now I have Saeran back. I just need you to become the most happiest man.“ of course your heart flattered. Being in love with Saeyoung made you blush at his confession. Although being busy you still couldn’t accept his confession. And so, now, the two stood in front of you, waiting for a response, a happy response hopefully.

Before you could say sorry to Jumin a loud noise echoed and suddenly the floor began to shake. ,,It’s an earthquake!“ someone panicked. ,,BRING ALL PATIENTS OUTSIDE!“ the head nurse yelled. ,,Guys, go out!“ you snapped, turning on your nurse mode. A lot of patients were charged in the hospital, making you worried. ,,First of all, all mothers and their children…“ you mumbled to yourself and ran up to the maternity department. You tried your best and at the end of the day the most people were safe. The roof already began to crumble, one department was already down. The situation was getting worse and you felt so sick. ,,Mc! Rush outside! The roof is going to fall soon!“ Saeyoung yelled. ,,WHAT ARE YOU GUYS STILL DOING HERE?!“ you hissed, quickly approaching them. Before you however could reach Saeyoung it happened. The nightmare of the two men in love with you got real. The floor below your feet began to crumble, making you almost fall into the deepness. Both boys tried their best. They really did. Saeyoung tried to catch your hand, failing at the attempt of saving your life.

But Jumin didn’t fail. With all his strength the CEO could push you, falling himself into the black deepness. ,,JUMIN! NO JUMIN!“ you cried and tried to approach the hole which just took your friend‘s life. ,,Mc! Let’s go! Don’t make his sacrifice be in vain!“ Saeyoung yelled. You struggled, your screams and cried echoed in the whole building. It was so bad that Saeyoung had to carry you away. ,,SAEYOUNG! LET ME DOWN! JUMIN IS LAYING DOWN THERE!“ you cried. Your heart ached in pain, you still didn’t tell him your response. You felt so bad. He saved your life and you were about to reject him. Saeyoung stayed silent at your cries. His heart ached too.

,,If we get out here alive, I will win her over.“ he remembered Jumin‘s words and followed him to get you. And now he laid between crumbles. ,,THERE‘S SOMEONE IN THERE!“ you yelled as you finally got out of the building. But it was too late. The building was too dangerous and so nobody could afford to look after Jumin.

,,Today a big earthquake occurred….- The number of the deceased is still unknown….-It’s official that one of the corpse is Jumin Han….-The young CEO in line died a few hours ago due to an earthquake which occurred….-“ The news were filled with Jumin’s death and the news of the horrible earthquake. You were laying in Saeyoung‘s arms, crying over the big loss you just experienced. It was hard to accept and of course you felt guilty. The pain was tremendous and even Saeyoung felt bad. The RFA tried to support the two of you as good as possible but of course they also lost someone dear to them, even through some people wouldn’t like to admit this fact.

,,A year passed, Jumin….I‘m still thankful to the confession you did to me that day. I wish I would have answered right away, perhaps you would have gone home quicker. Maybe, you would be still alive. If I just….I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for this opportunity. I will live and live this life you gave me. Thank you…“ And finally, after a year of hardship, you were finally ready to say ,,I love you too“ to Saeyoung and begin a relationship with him. You knew that Jumin would have been happy for you.

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