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mysticthot · 5 years

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RFA x Jumins Sister!MC

idk why i have such a thirst for jumin as a big brother but here we are

also this is hella long my b

Yoosung Kim

knows who you are thru magazines and what not, but he’s never met you in person

that is until the first rfa party that Rika holds

he sees you from across the room, standing next to Jumin looking like a model and he’s shook

wow shes even prettier in person, i didnt know she was gonna be here tonight i should go talk to her, wait no she’ll think i’m a loser- OH GOD SHES LOOKING SHE PROBABLY THINKS IM A CREEP DOES MY HAIR LOOK GOOD oh shes smiling at me

thoughts running wild he doesn't know what to do so he straight up turns around and walks away

it isn't until later in the night that he actually gets to talk to you

“Hi, I’m MC. Your Yoosung right? Part of the RFA?”

he’s shook when u said hi first

you have a good conversations and he’s surprised at how easy you are to talk to and how different you are from your brother

at the end of the night you catch him before he leaves and give him your number

definitely spends the rest of the night trying to think of something cool to txt you

definitely asks Zen for help

manages to start talking to you, and suddenly your messaging each other constantly

its Yoosung were talking about, his crush on you is immediately all he can think about

but he goes out of his way to not say anything in the chatrooms cause Jumin hasn't mentioned anything so he’s not sure if Jumin knows

lowkey terrified of Jumin finding out and sending a hitman after him

he’s too shy to ask you on a date

literally everything about you screams out of his league

so imagine his surprise when you ask him to a movie

boi straight up falls out of his chair in the middle of class

ya’ll go see a movie and his soul nearly leaves his body when you lean in and give his a short peck on his lips afterwards

“I really like you Yoosung, I’ve never had a guy treat me so well.”

“I-I like you too MC.”

his soul does leave his body when Jumin enters the chatroom the next day saying nothing but his full name in all caps

poor boi is immediately apologizing and ranting about how much he likes you and how he promises to be good to you

After everything Jumin simply responds with, “I’ll hold you to that.”

Now with Jumins approval, he officially asks you to be his girlfriend which you happily say yes to

This boi loves you so much, and he is in awe everyday that you chose him

Likes to show you off, especially to his friends

Loves when you pick him up from school lookin all cute and pulling him into a tight hug

gets very jealous and protective knowing all these rich dudes are competing for your attention, but he as Jumins support and your love, so he’s happy

Zen

Vaguely aware that you exist

Has heard Jumin or Jaehee mention you a few times, but he doesn't think much of it, and he actively goes out of his way to not watch or read anything with the name ‘Han’ in it

He’s in the lobby of the C&R building waiting for Jaehee so they could go get coffee, when he sees a cute girl struggling by the closed elevator doors with arms full of papers and folders

ever the gentleman, he goes over and offers to hold some of it for you

“Excuse me miss, would you like some help with that?”

You look up at him and his breath is all but knocked out of him when he gets a full glance at your beauty

“Oh, wow thank you.”

You smile breathlessly up at him, both of you seem to be in the same trance

He snaps out of it to grab the papers from your arms, and introduces himself

Your both looking at each other with that same wide eyed look when the elevator doors open

There stands Jaehee in the middle of the love fest.

“Uh...Zen, I see you’ve met MC. Jumins sister.”

SHHOOOK

He’s so dramatic like he full on backs up hand over the heart gasping

You almost laugh at the look on his face

“Oh, so your that Zen? I’ve heard all about you.

Jaehee takes your papers from Zen and gets into the elevator with you mumbling about how she’ll be right back.

Zen almost dies when you wink and blow him a kiss as the doors close

Jaehee is interrogated by Zen through out their whole lunch

You were so cute and nice looking?? How were you related to the trust fund kid???

Gasps when he realizes that makes you a trust fund kid as well

Yet, he cant stop thinking about you and the moment you shared in the lobby

He’s such a romantic, he becomes convinced this is a Romeo and Juliet love at first sight thing

Hung around in the lobby for a bit one day hoping to meet you again, but he starting looking suspicious so he had to leave

Ends up pestering Jaehee for hours until she gives in and gives him your phone number

Very quick to send you a selfie asking if you remember him

You reply even faster

“Of course I remember you, how could I forget such a beautiful face? Oh and also Jaehee has kept me updated on how much u ask about me ;)”

He’s never been out charmed by someone before, but you have him so flustered

Quick to ask you on a date

Basically does turn into Romeo and Juliet ft. Jeahee as the Nurse (omg just realized how thats a pretty good fic idea i might right that lol)

She helps cover your tracks while your sneaking around with Zen

But Jumin is getting ever more suspicious and after many useless reports from him sending Jaehee to follow you, he sends one of his guards instead

This is all very inconvenient for him, he doesn’t like the thought of you not being able to tell him something, you’ve told each other everything always

not to mention zen has been getting on his nerves lately being strange and sappy in the chat rooms

He could never imagine the shock that filled his entire being when his guard told him he had seen you going into Zens house

Boi’s over there in an instant banging on the door

A shirtless zen opens the door, his hair messed up and a hickey growing redder by the second on his neck

Jumins pushing him up against a wall before he can even react

The slam startles you out of the bed in nothing but a sheet, only to freeze when you see the scene before you

guess you’ll die ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It takes a long time to get them off each others necks

“Guys, why dont we all calm down and talk about this rationally?’

“MC, the only thing keeping me from knocking this trust fund kid out is the fact that he is your brother.”

“Zen not helping!”

Jumin all but drags you back to the car and you’re lectured the whole ride home

Then lectured some more in the pent house

Then some more before you announced you were going to bed

He was angrily pouring himself some wine when he heard your phone go off

It was Zen

He justifies his actions by saying you had betrayed his trust, and opens the message

“I’m sorry MC, I hope you’re ok. I know he wont approve, but I hope you can find away to stay with me. I will never find someone like you and even if he doesn’t understand or believe it, I love you. Call me when you can.”

Now he feels kinda bad

Then he remembers Zen’s hickey and he’s mad again

It takes him a while but he eventually allows for you and Zen to see each other freely

Feels betrayed by Jaehee

Jaehee (Speaking of betrayal lol)

She knows of you, but has never met you, as you are studying abroad

When Jumin first mentions the fact that he is going to pick you up from the airport, shes initially worried that she will have to deal with a second Jumin

And in her experience, the high class women aren’t the easiest to get along with

So imagine her surprise the next day when she is going to the penthouse to introduce herself and finds...what looks like a completely normal girl lounging in her pajamas

You smile kindly at her as Jumin, dressed in his normal suit, comes to stand beside you and she cant believe the differences

Shes pretty sure you’re showing more emotion on you face in this exact moment than Jumin has in his entire life rip lol

She introduces herself, and it shocked when you immediately pull her into a hug

“Its so nice to meet you, I’m MC.”

The way you say your name and the way your holding her hands in yours while you smile at her she just-

gay panic

Your spending the summer with Jumin, so she sees you around a lot and every time you are just as sweet to her

As time passes she begins to feel strange when she sees you

Heart racing, cheeks blushing, you know the drill

But its been so long since Jaehee has had a crush on someone, and she wasn't even sure if this was a crush

poor babe is confused af

Cause your so nice to her

And you make Jumin be nice to her

And you get her off work to hang out

But she doesn’t know if your being friendly...

One day she is going over last minute talking points with Jumin as he prepares for a gala event when you come walking out

Your dress makes you look like an angel, your hair is flowing and framing your beautiful face and- oh, there was that smile again

She nearly chocked when she saw you

gay panic intensifies

you make her feel the way zens videos do

Suddenly she’s not so confused anymore

She walked you and Jumin down to the car waiting outside and you turn to her before following your brother in

“You’re not coming with us are you?” you asked with a slight frown.

“No, it would be inappropriate for an assistant to attend such an event.” she sighed, smoothing out her work skirt, suddenly realizing how different you two really were.

You paused, looking like you might say something, but stopped yourself, telling her to have a good night before getting into the car

She watched you drive away, and wasn’t expecting to hear from you any more that night

Then her phones ringing and its you and she’s answering in a flash

You voice is shaky, asking her if she could pick you up if it wouldn't be too much trouble cause you didn't want to inconvenience her

She was in the car before you had finished the call

When she pulled around the back of the event, where you had asked to meet, she saw you standing in the dark, a look so sad it made her heart hurt

You climbed into the passenger seat, but the ride back to the penthouse was silent

It wasn't until she pulled up to the curb that you invited her upstairs

As soon as you passed the door way to the house, it was like your fake composure, one that she knew you had been raised to perfect, melted away

You sighed before dropping face first onto a couch cushion and screaming into it

Jaehee didn't know exactly what to do, so she gave your back a somewhat comforting pat until you sat up ready to tell her what was wrong

Turns out you had met a man at the gala

(her heart dropped when you said that)

But the man was an absolute dick

(So your sayin she has a chance?)

The man had been grabbing you and touching you all night, asking for dances and pressuring you to drink

The final straw was while he had dragged you into a dance, his hand lowed down before he full on groped your ass in front of everyone

You had slapped him

The gotten promptly lectured from your father

“He was acting like I was in the wrong for standing up for myself. Saying I was making a fool of the family reacting in such a way! Why aren’t the men held in such a standard that so I don’t have to act like that in the first place?!”

“I’m so sorry MC, that is truly disgusting that you had to go through that.” She pulled you into a hug, and side by side you sat on the couch, enjoying each others comfort

“Next time...I think I’d like to take you as my date...” You mumbled into her shoulder.

She froze

Didn’t know was to say

Were you friends? Were you something more???

Her questions were answered as you pulled back from the hug and placed a timid kiss on her lips

It was short, almost testing the waters for both of you

But when your eyes met, the kiss that followed was anything but timid or short

Jumin was not pleased with that he saw when he got home

His assistant and sister making out in his living room

what was his life coming to??

Not nearly as mad as you thought he would be however

He had heard what your father had said to you and rushed home to make sure you were ok

Claims he knew this whole time you weren't into guys, or at least not straight, but you think hes just trying to redeem himself from the fact that his assistant seduced his sister right under his nose

Jaehee and you go as a couple to the next gala and rock that shit

707/ Saeyoung

Obvi, this boi knows everything

As soon as he was introduced to Jumin, he did a background check, and thats how he was led to you

From then on, he is not subtle or quiet with his ‘celebrity’ crush

Basically acts towards you the way he does towards Elizabeth the 3rd

Uses you as a way to tease Jumin and get him all riled up

“omg Jumin, I saw MC’s photo in a magazine today and I swear I fell in love all over again.

“If you come near her, I will get a restraining order.”

Jumin is in no way amused

The rest of the RFA is tho

Like Yoosung, you meet Seven at the first party.

He is quick to spot you, and Jumin is even quicker to separate you from him

You, however, have no idea why your brother is being even more over protective than usual, and take the first opportunity to sneak off to the bar

Seven sees you alone for the first time and quickly turns to Yoosung, asking him how he looks before running off to you

You’re shook when in the middle of taking a drink a random redhead all bed falls into the chair next to you

“HIMYNAMESSEVENITSAPLEASURETOMEETYOU!”

“...What?”

He takes a comically large breath, lets it out, then holds his hand out for you to shake

You laugh when he bows and kissed your knuckles before introducing himself slower this time

“Sorry, I just felt like I needed to rush, your brothers gonna kill me when he sees me talking to you.”

You laugh and roll your eyes and he thinks you have the best sounding laugh he has ever heard

Good thing his only talent is getting people to laugh at him

You proceed to spend the next five minutes laughing so hard your stomach hurts and your eyes water before a large group of not only your brother, but several body guards come to interrupt

“Oh no, my sweet MC, it seems our time has been cut short, I’ll never forget the moments we spent together, no matter how brief!” he calls to you while being escorted to the other side of the room by two large men

Jumin lectures you on the dangers of talking to strange men and you remind him that the whole point of this party was to talk to people you don’t know

He forbids you from talking to Seven

“MC, he’s a sadist!”

“That just makes me want him more...”

Later that night you get a strange text, or dare I say, a mysterious message, saying your phone was being hacked

Your shook and don’t know what to do watching as the so called hacker typed before the second message popped up

Is your name wifi? Cause I really felt a connection~

Ok now your more shook

Then a third message pops up and its the cute guy from the party, and you laugh before responding

You spend the rest of the night picking up where you left off at the party

And Seven it once again, not quiet about his crush

Jumin wakes up the next morning to chatroom after chatroom all about you

Half of them are him talking mindlessly about your wedding, the other half is the rest of the members telling him to shut up

Jumin is t r i g g e r e d

His first instinct is to take your phone, since you obviously cant make good choices for yourself

But then he remembers you are an adult, and he cant take away your phone

So he goes to plan B which is threaten Seven with a restraining order, once again

Halfway through typing out a long, angry message, you skip out into the kitchen, and suddenly his anger it focused on you

“MC WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT TALKING TO SEVEN HES NOT GOOD FOR YOU YOU NEED TO BLOCK HIM AND GET A RESTRAINING ORDER HES CRAZY WHAT ARE YOU THINKING”

“He’s so cute and sweet tho.” you pout

“Awe, thanks MC.”

Both of you look up to find Seven standing in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers

Seven is forcefully removed from the building

Jumin gives you the whole, “he’s a hacker he’s dangerous” speech, but you are stubborn

You tell him you are an adult who can make her own choices

He does the things parents do where they think they can guilt you into making the right choice

Thinks he’s won when he doesn't hear anything about you from Seven for a while

Imagine his shock when he logs into the chatroom to see a picture from the cctv of you and Seven kissing, clearly in the middle of a date along with a picture of a plastic cat ring on your ring finger

“She said yes!”

“I am going to physically hurt you.”

On the more serious side, Seven would be a little harder because of his job, so everything you guys did would have to be in secret

He would get in his moods where he thought you deserved a boyfriend who could treat you better and be seen in public with you

Don’t even get him started on how dangerous he was

But you could use your connections to help him get his life on track, and eventually get him a job at C&R

Jumin isn't happy with it, but when he accepts that Seven actually cares for you and this isn’t just some joke, he will come to terms with it

V/ JIhyun

V has known you since you were born, as him and Jumin were already friends then

Infact, he has a picture somewhere of him as a child holding you the day you got home from the hospital

Growing up with V and Jumin, was almost like having two brother

Both very protective over you

Being kids, you went through the normal phases

“Boys have cooties dont touch me!”

‘C-cooties...but MC...”

There were times when you would tease each other simply because that’s what kids do when they have crushes

His little cheeks would get all red when you and him would play games together

He liked to be the knight that saved you from the evil dragon (Jumin) and one time you very lightly pecked a kiss onto his cheek before running off and his face was red for the rest of the day

In fact you were each others first kiss

It was during a sleep over he was having with Jumin

Jumin had fallen asleep during a movie leaving you and V alone, sitting together in a blanket fort

You were playing truth or dare, but they were mostly truths to keep the game quiet and not wake anyone

“Truth or dare MC.”

“Truth.”

“...Have you ever kissed anyone?”

Your whole face went red, as did his, he had barely even worked up the courage to ask the question

“...No.” You whispered, “Have you?

“No.”

The game stopped for a moment, V was looking at while you did you best to look anywhere but at him

“Truth or dare MC?”

“...Truth.”

“Can I kiss you?”

The kiss was short and stiff and a little awkward, but it was something you both would remember for ever

And a secret you would keep from Jumin until way into your adult years

Jumin was annoyed by the whole thing

He loved his sister and all, but he didn't exactly like his best friend and sister always flirting

As you got older, the childhood crushes died down into fond memories and the occasional flirt or butterfly in the stomach

You dated a few people, he dated a few people

But there was always those times when it was just you and him alone where it seemed like something was so close to happening

But he graduated with Jumin before you did, and left to start his own life

That when he met Rika

You were happy for him truly, you were dating someone at the time as well and you wanted to see you friend be happy, he deserved it

But tragedy struck, and he was never really the same after that

You remembered her funeral, and the way he cried into your shoulder that night

You had to go through the pain of watching your dear friend loose himself, along with his eyesight

Supporting him in his time of need became your number one priority, but somewhere along the way, old feelings began to resurface

You pushed them down, deep down so you wouldn't make a fool of yourself or ruin your friendship

It took years until V would begin to see again what was right in front of him, he had been blinded by Rika for so long that he couldn’t see you

(im sorry those puns were just too good not to put in lol get it cause hes blind)

He felt guilty for his feelings, like he was betraying Rika, yet he couldn't stop himself from feeling like he did when he was a kid

Jumin, once again, was stuck between his best friend and his sister being love sick idiots, too stupid and scared to see the other one felt the same way

He’s so over it like just get married already

He decides to invite V over, fully determined to give him a talk and tell him to ask you out

Then he will invite you over so you’ll be in the same place as V

Then, Jumin will politely excuse himself for a ‘phone call’ and give them some time alone

He begins his plan in the morning, making sure you would both be coming over for dinner, then he leaves for work

Unfortunately, a meeting he had at the end of the day ended up running super late, leaving you and V alone

Plan was ruined he’s triggered

But, what he didn’t know, was that things were going along just fine between the two

You guys were sipping some wine and catching up and laughing and smiling like old times

V wanted to take a picture to capture the moment

You looked truly beautiful, framed by the night sky, cheeks flushed from the laughing and the alcohol, a smile on your face and a look in your eyes he hadn't seen, or at least hadn't recognized, since you were kids

He acted before he had the chance to stop himself, leaning forward and pressing a kiss that held in it the passion of years and years of love

You melted into it, wrapping your arms around him and he felt like he couldn’t have brought you close enough

He wanted all of you, everything he had missed out on in his lifetime of not making you his

Pulling apart, leaving you both breathless, forehead to forehead, he smiled down at you

“I’m sorry, I should have asked truth or dare first.”

jumins triggered lol

sorry if theres any mistakes im hella tired so i may have missed some in the proof read

hope u liked it

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I'm very happy you've already done reader playing with the Org XIII:s hair! Let's reverse this to them wanting to touch/play with the reader's hair. Who'll ask for permission, who'll find an excuse, and who will just go for it?

oh this, I love t h i s a lot, nonnie - thank u v much

Xemnas :

Xemnas just goes for it. It happens during one of those rare moments where he can just properly c h i l l with you and walk around the castle - you’d ramble about whatever funny shit you saw Demyx do when s u r p r i s e, you feel the faintest of touches. Xemnas doesn’t even flinch when you turn around, surprised to see his hand still wandering through your locks. B u t he is super amused by your reaction.

His touch is so light and gentle you legit barely notice it. The b i g b o s s is just content with just feeling the soft texture of your locks and your scent, commiting them to memory.

Xigbar :

Xigbar probably uses his powers to sneakily play with your hair, giving you playful light tugs and touches here and there because it’s really fucking funny to see you turn around and look everywhere in confusion. When you manage to catch him and confront him about this, he’ll just shrug and give you some half-assed excuse. But the moment you say “well, you could’ve just a s k e d for permission”, Xigbar’s smile broadens, replying with a “so you’re saying I can? S w e e t.”

Okay, Xigbar is up for just giving you stupid hairdos, whether you have long or short hair. But he’s also down for teasing you as much as possible, like blowing air on your neck when you least expect it.

Xaldin :

Xaldin will try to find a good excuse cause he lowkey wants to try to be more a f f e c t i o n a t e with you without being too straightforward - and he highkey doesn’t want to be seen as a hypocrite, with how protective and reluctant he is about letting others near his hair. So chances are he’ll give you random excuses like “oh wait, you got something in your hair”, trying to be subtle. And it kinda works the first few times, but after the 25th attempt, you’re n o t so sure.

Xaldin’s not used to being gentle, so it’s hard to miss the slight tremble and hesitation in his hand. You end up helping loosening up so he doesn’t treat you like you’re made of glass.

Vexen :

Vexen has no problem asking you for permission, like come on he’s not a teenager in love. He’s curious about your hair so he’ll ask you if he can fiddle with it for a while, easy. But s u r p r i s e, it ain’t so easy. The more he thinks about it, the more he’ll overthink until he gets cold feet. Then he forgets about it. Then he’ll remember and r e p e a t the entire entire process. In the end, Vexen just goes for it so he can’t back off.

At first, he’s sort of rough, inspecting your hair more than playing with it. But as the conversation goes, he’d relax and end up just petting your head instead.

Lexaeus :

Lexaeus has enough braincells to know that he should just fucking ask you like a decent human being. So that’s exactly what he does. No overthinking, no bullshit. And since he’s a man of few words, you listen patiently to his explanation cause it’s rare to hear him talk - He thinks your hair is pretty and wants to play with it, but he understands if he’s overstepping any boundaries and will back off if necessary. Done. Boom. Easy.

You’d think Lexaeus would be afraid of hurting you but n a h b i h, he’s got his strength under control so no worries. You can basically f e e l the happiness radiating off him while he gives you little braids.

Zexion :

Oh Zexion’s c o n f l i c t e d. He wants to ask you directly because that’s the normal thing to do, but he finds that option way too embarrassing. What if you laugh at him ? Social interaction is already hard enough. After asking Lexaeus and Vexen - who both give very contradicting advice, Zexion would most likely just have the castle Moogle pass you a note, asking you to meet him at the library. And after like, 40 minutes of idle chatter, he’d just awkwardly ask if you’d let him play with your hair.

Tension ease off his shoulders as he starts to relax. Zexion probably starts telling you a lot of stories about him as a kid pulling a lot of pranks on Vexen’s hair along with Isa and Lea.

Saix :

Saix goes for it. He knows the right thing to do is to ask for permission, but it’s just hair so it can’t be that bad if he just fiddled with it for a while, right? It’s not really a big deal for him - but if it’s a big deal for y o u, then he’ll openly explain that he just felt like touching your hair, with the most deadpan voice. Maybe even a smug faint grin. Depending on your reaction, he’ll either drop the subject entirely or properly ask you for permission.

Okay but knowing Saix, you just sort of expect him to be super stiff and cold about this entire thing. But s u r p r i s e, he gives you a ridiculous hairdo, knowing that no one will ever believe you if you tried accusing him.

Axel :

Axel is the type of guy to ask for permission w h i l e he’s doing the thing. His hand is already running gently through your scalp when he asks if he can play with your hair - since you two are close, he doesn’t think he should be so polite and proper around you. He ruffles his friends’ hair affectionately all the time, so you’re no different ! If you complain, he’ll back off but pout and insist for a bit. Like come on, i n d u l g e him.

Soft and gentle touches are reserved for intimate moments, so Axel ends up doing the same thing you’d do with his hair : trying every single possible hairstyle and getting way too invested.

Demyx :

Demyx doesn’t even have to do anything. By the looks he gives you - and specially your hair - while you two hang out, you can pretty much figure out what’s going on around his head. He thinks he’s subtle but s w e e t i e, tapping your chin and humming loudly while staring so openly is quite the o p p o s i t e of being subtle. When he finally makes up his mind to ask you for permission, you cut him off with a “yes, go ahead before we both die of old age”.

Demyx just marvels at the difference between his and your hair, wondering if he should get a similar style to yours. He tries to give you a total makeover and f a i l, resulting in both of you laughing your asses off at the final product.

Luxord :

As another gentleman, Luxord also asks you directly without any problems. He’s not a c a v e m a n like some o t h e r members so he’ll just approach you whenever it seems convenient and after some small talk, just bring the subject up. Maybe even offer another friendly game, like he usually does in legit every single situation lmao. You obvi let him just play with your hair cause it’s way easier than being defeated in some card game for the 342854th time.

It’s not a big deal for him. Luxord likes to just fiddle with your hair whenever you’re close while he reads or does other stuff. He thinks it’s super calming and loves seeing you slowly fall asleep next to him.

Marluxia :

Marluxia finds some excuse to play with your hair whenever he feels like it, mostly under the pretense of wanting to give you even more advice on how to take care of your appearance more. There’s no ill will in his words though and you gotta admit the man has some g o o d tips. It becomes something so reocurring, he doesn’t even have to say anything - you just simply let him play with your hair. It’s not like he’s doing anything bad, so why not ?

You’d expect some fashion judgement coming from him, but surprisingly, Marluxia is pretty chill. He falls asleep while playing with your hair more often than he’d like to admit.

Larxene :

The thought of asking or coming up with an excuse doesn’t even cross Larxene’s mind, she just goes for it as soon as she realizes she wants to play with your hair. You don’t even have time to complain when she pulls you towards her with her usual sharp look and smirk, telling you to stay still and behave while she just does whatever she wants. And y’know how Larxene is, she can’t resist throwing in some unnecessary comment here and there.

Letting her play with your hair is kind of a game of chance : sometimes she’ll be nice and just relax, sometimes she’ll tug your strands “accidentally” just to get a reaction.

Roxas :

Like Axel, Roxas thinks he shouldn’t have to ask, you two are close after all ! B u t he also doesn’t want to make you mad on accident. He’d give you a lot of excuses, only to run away before doing anything. “Ah, your hair keeps getting in your face - here, let me get that for yo U ACTUALLY, I GOTTA LEAVE RIGHT NOW.” In the end, he’d confess that he was really nervous about this entire thing.

Your depression is instantly cured as soon as you see his expression of amazement, like he’s seeing a new world for the first time. Roxas has the time of his life playing with your hair and just chilling with you.

Xion :

After consulting Axel and Roxas a dozen times - and maybe other members of the organization as well - Xion f i n a l l y musters up the courage to ask you directly. She might stutter and stumble over her words at first, avoiding eye contact, but she’ll get it out eventually. Usually, she has no problem asking you stuff, but Xion kind of thinks this request might be odd and just really childish.

She’ll just kinda fiddle around, gasping and muttering under her breath like “oohh” and “ahhh”. But after testing the waters, Xion would try her best to give you a super fancy hairstyle.

#kh headcanons #reader insert #organization xiii #anonymous #Xemnas #Xigbar #Xaldin #Vexen #Lexaeus #Zexion #Saix #Axel #Demyx #Luxord #Marluxia #Larxene #Roxas #Xion

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forestwater87 · 5 years

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Are you still doing the ship meme? Well, I have a challenge for you: (evil grin) DAVID, DANIEL AND GWEN IN A POLY RELATIONSHIP! :D

Oh, sweet Moses. I normally do these from oldest received to newest out of fairness, but … Christ.

Let’s do it, then:

So here’s the thing: if it includes dan//vid, I tend to be in the “hell no” category. If it has any Gwen whatsoever, the lowest I can possibly give it is “eh” because I love her beyond all reason. So I’m splitting the difference on this one.

and i’ll also tell you who:

proposes

Fucking … how would any of this even happen, though? There is no universe where I can get these three together that makes literally any sense. Fuck. Fucking. Goddamn it.

I mean, obviously it’s David, right? Who else would it be? Gwen isn’t gonna propose to Daniel and risk being humiliated – seriously, the closest I can see between them is some sort of kismeses kinda thing, where they both can’t stand each other but keep falling into bed (at least in part for that very reason). David is the glue that holds them together, if anything could. His heart is very full of love and it can sorta spackle over some of the rougher patches (maybe. Maaaaybe).

shops for groceries

Daniel’s presumably at least in part wanted by the cops, and not even Davey can be trusting enough to let Dan anywhere near food. And Gwen … she probably actually ends up doing it the most, even though I initially assumed it’d be David because he’s such a go-getter. But the thing is, David’s a real go-getter when it comes to things he’s actually interested in, but a lot of the times he leaves the grown-up stuff to Gwen to take care of, and I imagine this would be one of them.

kills the spiders

Daniel, hands-down. Gwen would, absolutely, but Dan gets there first and honestly … he probably wanted it more … Gwen just sorta retreats and thinks for a long, long time about why she’s in this goddamn nightmare of a relationship again.

And then David comes to her room and asks if she’ll say a few words about the dead spider, not really because he has any strong feelings about a dead bug but because it gives him a chance to compliment her talents with words and get her mind off their weird boyfriend-roommate-thing, and she remembers.

comes home drunk at 3am

That’s all of them, undoubtedly. Gwen, because she insists she has to be drunk to make Daniel’s presence bearable; Daniel, because he won’t be outdrunk by Gwen of all people (and if you think they’re gonna have sloppy blackout sex in the bar’s bathroom you’re wrong, but only because David will find them and herd them back to decency); and David, because he’s convinced he has a better tolerance than he does, and always gets distracted by the fruitiness of the drinks he favors and forgets how much alcohol they actually have.

makes breakfast

David. Gwen is still asleep, and while Daniel is awake, he’s probably off skulking around doing something cult-y and doesn’t remember to eat most of the time, anyway, so David has to cajole them both into getting some food in them before they stagger out to do their bullshit camp bullshit. (Dan and Gwen’s words, not David’s. Obviously.)

remembers to feed the fish

David is meticulous about feeding the fish – in theory. He does keep getting swept away by other things, so while he made a very careful and colorful feeding chart, he also usually doesn’t remember until late in the evening, at which point he panics and rushes back to the cabin. Where he finds out that Gwen’s already fed the fish, because she’s the goddamn grownup in this relationship and at the camp and just deserves the world (okay, got off track there, sorry).

I could actually kinda see Daniel picking up the slack with the fish, if Gwen was busy and David was off doing his David things. Very reluctantly, and only because he doesn’t want to have to deal with the guilt-grief David would collapse into if he let the fish die, but I also think Dan’s strict adherence to rules could lend a kinda OCD compulsion to it; like once he starts doing something, he keeps doing it because … well, that’s now a Thing he Does. (Gwen//vid could probably get him into a decent number of good – or at least less-bad – habits in that way, come to think of it.)

decorates the apartment

Oh, David. Gwen has a few items she will not part with, so they become part of the decor (if you think the Werewolf of the Month calendar is going anywhere you got another think coming), and Daniel probably would as well, but those things are cult things and are under no circumstances being displayed anywhere in the homestead. He probably has, like, a shed where he keeps his weird cult shit and David and Gwen try not to think about it.

Their place would be adorable and woodsy and absolutely only suit David’s tastes, but somehow the other two don’t mind. It’s … nice, being surrounded by David-ness all the time. It’s cozy.

initiates duets

Oh god, David and Daniel sing all the time. I refuse to think of it as anything too mushy because that makes me a tiny bit ill, but I feel like any duets would either start out or end up as lowkey competitions, because neither of them has any chill and both want to be the best at everything, ever, all the time.

As much as I love the idea of Daniel and Gwen having some sort of “Better Than You”-style song rivalry, I can’t see Gwen ever being up to singing in public and that makes me sadder than anything in the entire world. Because it’d be so fucking great and I want it so bad.

falls asleep first

Do David or Daniel sleep? Probably not, let’s be real. So Gwen falls asleep first by default, even though she often stays up til like 1am, because she’s the only one who really sleeps. David is too much of an insomniac, and Daniel is powered by cult juices that no longer require him to sleep or something.

(Or he’s a crazy fuck. Also a possibility.)

sends the most selfies

Oh, that’s a close call. Gwen takes selfies when she feels cute, David takes them when he remembers to actually be in the frame of whatever he’s taking a picture of/with, and Daniel avoids the camera at all costs because the last picture taken of him was a mug shot and he doesn’t need any updated documentation of his appearance, thank you.

So basically Gwen//vid are a normal couple and also Daniel’s there, Gollum-ing around in the background.

Kinda a good summary of how I see this poly ship working out, actually.

makes the first move

There are a couple interesting ways this could go – because I’m still stuck on the “how the fuck did we get here?” side of things. Gonna toss out some ideas as they occur to me, in no particular order. Pick your favorite:

David and Gwen were already a couple when Dan showed up, and David was having some Complicated Feelings™ about being attracted to their coworker (and some panic; I don’t feel like David would normally feel conflicted about his sexuality, but if he was already in a relationship it’d absolutely feel like cheating). He finally talks to Gwen – especially if Daniel’s flirting with him, which Daniel would because Daniel’s a dick – and she’s okay with letting him explore that side of himself (though she kinda wishes he’d picked someone who’s less the Absolute Fucking Worst; is he a cult serial killer in this version of events? I don’t know; I’m deliberately not thinking very hard about it because no Daniel-centric ship really works if you think about it). So it becomes something of a V with David in the middle, until at some point I imagine Gwen and Daniel get hammered, into a screaming argument, or both, and then do something they both regret and suddenly they’re kinda all a thing and neither Dan or Gwen are quite sure how to feel about it.

Gwen//vid aren’t together, but one or both of them has had feelings for a while; Daniel swans his way into camp and is all charming and a douchebag and a murdering piece of shit, like he is, and … I think David would be more easily won over, because he’s just so sweet and trusting, and so the two of them start something … I imagine David would keep it secret from Gwen, because he knows she’d disapprove, and it turns out she does but whoops she’s also kinda totally jealous as well because she knew him for way longer and he just … swooped in … And then it all comes out and they realize they’re in Love but hey, Daniel, and again I think the V makes the most sense until something triggers Gwen and Daniel to hook up, at which point it kinda closes into something resembling a triangle.

None of them are in a relationship, someone does something stupid and they end up in a weird “friends/frenemies with benefits” situation but David is too soft for that life so Dan//wen just kinda grit their teeth and get along because they both love David too much to let this go, even though they’d really prefer their current relationship of “hating each other (with occasional and regretted benefits,” which was much more their speed.

I half want to find a version of all this that is happier and fluffier but … I just can’t get there from here. David is maybe sweet enough to forgive Daniel for all the child-murdering stuff (again, don’t think too hard about it or it falls apart), but I think Gwen would see right through Dan’s crap and never reach a point of liking or trusting him, and Daniel would feel the same distaste because he really prefers people who fall for his shenanigans and feels unsafe around someone who so clearly isn’t buying any of what he’s selling.

plans spontaneous trips

Where the fuck are they going to go? Who is going to be in charge of that? How on earth do we get there from here?

Seriously, this ship makes no goddamn sense and I do not know what to do with any of this noise. How dare you, Anon.

How so very dare you?

#campcamp #camp camp roosterteeth #what the fuck even would this ship name be?#danvidwen #i guess it's danvidwen #ask forest #ship meme #oh my god kill me #this was insanely difficult and i hate all of it #i mean i will always love daniel and gwen sniping at each other because that's classic ddau fun #but adding romance to it?#and i made david wayyyy too sweet and sunshiny here but he'd have to be basically a saint to ever forgive daniel enough to date him #and since i don't think he's a 'sex without feelings' sort i don't see a kismeses thing working out for him #so it's gotta be genuine romance #which only works if david is kind and forgiving to the point of seeming brain damage #and you don't think too hard about all the heinous crimes daniel's committed #really it's just a very 'don't think about it' ship all around #so like #don't think about it #Anonymous

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ask-svt-hearteu · 7 years

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Hogwarts! Seungkwan

anon requested: "i love your hogwarts scenarios! can you also do one for seungkwan? thank you!!"

all you have to do is imagine second year Seungkwan bouncing around the train

desperately searching for the “candy lady”

what an absolute cutie

until there’s suddenly a flaming wiggly shape in the horse carriage

freakin Boo Seungkwan at his finest acting like he’s kwon fire

a mess

at least he’s a cute mess

and his Hufflepuff self clinging to Vernon for help

the both of them freaking out about an owl sized fire

“DIDN’T YOU LEARN LAST YEAR?”

“UM NO”

and it takes a whole 30 seconds for them to realize there’s also a water spell like smh lol

halfblood so like he knew the houses and stuff

even though he didn’t look it, very very nervous on sorting day

after all, he was like a small halfblood wizard from a small island with a long generations of Boos behind him

not to mention he was second

“gosh couldn’t there be more Ahns born in our year” he whispers to Vernon

to which the latter raises his hands above his head

“I’m a Chwe so..”

and approximately 17 seconds after the hat touch his head, Boo Seungkwan was declared Hufflepuff

now who said Hufflepuffs can’t be funny, sarcastic, and loud

no one never after hearing this kid

legit the class clown, everything he does will go down in history

like that one time he got dared to superglue the potions professor’s things to his desk

“WHO DID THIS HUH?” that one teacher who looks hilarious when mad, trying to pry the chalk off the desk

and Seungkwans that bright kid who giggles while raising his hand

though whining while cleaning everyday for the next month, but happily singing trot songs loudly

not really ‘best in the class type’ haha

so some teachers actually lowkey dislike him but they don’t wanna get pranked so

he’s really the ‘im good in every class if i study and take notes but i fall asleep one day and im FREAKED’

to which he figured this out in his first year

him panicking, running through the school blindly looking for Vernon

probably passing Vernon multiple times, who was just bopping his head to a song blasting through his head phones

but this is how he meets Joshua,

leaning up against the common room wall panting when he feels a light tap on the shoulder and looks up into an eye smile

“are you okay?”

“HYUNGGGGGGGGGG”

Joshua’s sweet soul who spends the rest of the night tutoring him, but Joshua does not do people’s work

and Joshua’s like the only tutor Seungkwan will ever have that doesn’t make him wanna pull his hair out

or roast them

but honestly Seungkwan has the biggest heart ever

Christmas is the best time of year and don’t argue with him on this unless you wanna BOX

extra af and wears a Santa Claus hat the entire month which all the teachers ignore

and the get up he comes up with this year

lots of people went home for the holidays but not Seungkwan as he lives far

so that Christmas morning at breakfast waltzes in proudly wearing a Santa onesie

with a sack thrown over shoulder, filled with gifts

and Vernon next to him dying of laughter

the entire hall clapping excitingly and giggling as Seungkwan spreads his arms out

“ho ho ho”

through all the excitement ,,, leaves the sack under the table too busy arguing with Vernon and Minghao about who won the pie eating competition

you happen to have slightly over slept that morning

completely forgetting it was Christmas morning too focused on food

until your eyes meet the brightly decorated hall walking to your Gryffindor table and sitting down

happily swinging your feet back and forth until you accidentally kick something

quickly realizing omg it’s Seungkwan bag from last year

you weren’t really close to him, maybe had a couple conversations,

that one time you guys were dying of laughter in class bc you caught him trying to stick sticky notes on Vernon’s back

but that’s it

being kinda nosy you can’t help but peek

its so cute

the bag’s filled with okay wrapped boxes, in vibrant red, green, blue, and yellow

secretly you take something from your bag, add a note, and drop it in

smiling to yourself, you pick up the bag and head to the Hufflepuff common room, where you knew his group of friends were spending the morning together

from overhearing a conversation of course, they aren’t the quietest people lol

thankfully your eyes meet a panicking Seungkwan and his friends in front of the entrance

“Heyyyy Seungkwan”

“Oh! y/n~” his expression immediately changes to a happy one

“Merry Christmas!” you laugh, handing him the sack, making him realize you had it

“Merr- YOU FOUND IT”

he dramatically engulfs the sack into a hug making you giggle

“since it’s Christmas, i’ll let it slide, be more careful next time yeah?” you joke

he chuckles, “i will i will”

he pauses, “oh? where are all your friends at?”

tucking your hair behind your ears, you smile softly

“most of my friends went home for the holiday, and my one Slytherin friend,” you check your watch and laugh,

“she’ll be sleeping for another three hours”

“omo omo omo, how SO, you shouldn’t spend Christmas morning all by yourself, do you wanna?”

he turns back, unsure if he could invite a stranger

before they can answer, you shake your head, “please Seungkwan, I’ll be fine”

you grin at him, and feeling the holiday spirit, you give him a quick hug

“Merry Christmas you guys!” you call before skipping down the halls,

not really thinking much of the hug,

for now

“M-merry Christmas!!” he says after you

“Oh! y/n~” Soonyoung mimics as soon as your out of sight

“stopppppp,” Seungkwan whines, shoving Soonyoung’s arm

“does little Seungkwanie have a crush already?”

“OMG~”

“come someone help me shove the cuties under some mistletoe”

“LALALALALA I DONT” he protests

they chuckle, but leave it at

and it’s time to pass out gifts,

Seungkwan taking them out of his sack, handing them to each of his 7 friends present

then taking the last gift out, he notices a tiny something left

peaking to see if anyone saw, he pretends it wasn’t there stuffs the “empty” sack behind him

until he’s alone in his room and curiously opens the sack

“woah” he finds two chocolate frogs and a note

‘merry christmas seungkwan~ you always give people gifts, you deserve something too, thanks so much for always making history exciting hehe’

there he is sitting on his bed becoming shy with rosy cheeks all by himself

the next day

“VERNON” Seungkwan whisper yells, “what does y/n like?”

“the heck?” he chuckles confused, “why?”

shrugging not so casually, “just because”

“wow the hyungs were just teasing, do you like her?” Vernon’s eyes budge out his sockets

he huffs, “nevermind”

and walks away

while later that night, your walking upstairs

“oh hey y/n! what do you like”

you tilt your head at Vernon’s question

“why?”

“uhhh just a friends asking”

you quickly putting two and two together laugh, “i like chocolate frogs”

the days go quickly and there’s one more day until class starts up again

so you and your friend decide to head to hogsmeade

just as you guys are about to step onto the carriage

“Y/n!”

your head turns to meet a large group of guys,

“can we get in?” Seungkwan asks grinning

nodding of course, you smile

the conversation between the two of you is full of laughter, while Vernon who came along with Seungkwan and your friend made the occasional comments

when they weren’t paying attention, your friend nudges you

“hey do you like Seungkwan?” she whispers

your eyes widen, “no!”

but that question rings through your ears for the rest of the ride

and somehow

“i wanna go to the candy store” Seungkwan says

“ah im gonna go get a butterbeer with the hyungs”

“awe”

your eyes shake between them

and having a wild imagination and being quick witted, you think amused

‘did they plan this?’

“i’ll go” you say speaking up, but then checking with your friend about it

luckily she shrugs and says she has other friends she could meet before leaving

“i never said thanks for the chocolate frogs by the way!”

“oh!” you laugh having pretty much forgot about it, “it’s no problem”

“you know what, i’ll buy you some today!”

you smile in thanks

and feel this unfamiliar feeling in your heart

as he’s talking, your realizing so pretty his smile his

how he makes the best facial expressions,

even him being one or two inches taller than you

and there it is again, that feeling in your chest

as if your heart is about to burst out from it’s safe place

upon entering the shop and without your approval, Seungkwan immediately buys 5 chocolate frogs

walking outside together now,

“here” he hands you chocolate

“cheers” you giggle accepting it then clinking the food together

“OH LOOK!” he points to something in your hand excitingly

“YOU GOT A SPECIAL ADDITION CARD!”

chuckling at his cuteness, you raise your eyebrows, “you collect these then?”

he nods vigorously

“you can have it then”

you take his hand in yours and dramatically set the card there

he gasps and bows he head, “i will protect this with my life”

suddenly you both hear loud shrieks

“WHAT IS THIS??”

all his friends surround you guys, arms over his shoulders

your honestly not really sure what happens then

but you remember saying goodbye and leave, laughing when you hear incoherent shouts

and that’s it sadly

until you stumble into the library with rolls of the parchment in hand with your friend

“OKAY, we must finish our homework tonight!” you say determined

“YES! okay good luck!”

maybe you guys set the goals a little two high

because two hours later your friend is asleep on the table with your about to follow after her

for the first time since in there, you look around

and become shocked when you see Seungkwan holding his hair in fists with two of his older friends next to him

he looks up and happens to make eye contact with you

you smile at him

but he starts to urgently motion you to come towards him while his friends stare

cautiously you walk over and introduce yourself to his friends

“y/n save me!!!”

he grabs your hands holding them tightly

one of his friends tsk, “gentlemen should ask before holding a girl’s hand”

“Jeonghan!” the other friend says in a scolding tone, but amusement seeping through his voice

Seungkwan immediately lets go of your hand and blushes, “it’s not-t-”

“okay Kwannie,” the other friend smiles, a little mischievously in your opinion,

“y/n here, will give you a kiss on the cheek if you finish your work”

for once your not quick to process things

“Joshua,” that Jeonghan guy mocks the Joshua guy’s tone from earlier

catching what they are saying, “i will~”

an very obvious blush on your cheeks

“o-okay!” Seungkwan eyes you for a second but looks away, the red on his cheeks becoming redder

let’s just say his work might have not been accurate, as he ended up making the two of you escape them

dashing out the library

giggling you laugh, “if you hate it that much, i’ll have to help with your homework”

he nods, “please”

your eyes meet seconds too long

but neither of you look away

hearts pounding

and whether you gave him that kiss or not

thats a secret ;)

The Seventeen Hogwarts AU Series:

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5hfanfiction · 7 years

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Messy (Lauren Jauregui/Kendall Jenner)

Timelines are a mess, but whenever that is, this is 4 months after Tyren’s breakup

PS. This chapter is gonna be a bit OOC, esp to Kendall, but hey. This is RPF so everyone will at least be 10% OOC.

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If you ask Lauren ‘when it really started’ then she’d probably answer this, because we all know how dramatic and sentimental she is.

She was up really early for a show they are doing, and she’s been up late last night(or this morning??) with Dinah, but #professionalism so here she is. Though the cranky mood the green-eyed girl has wouldn’t go unnoticed, she tried her best to show off a polite smile to everyone and greet them. Ally, God bless her, gives her a cup of coffee and reminds her that she loves her but that she has to pretend that she is having the best time of her life even though she’d rather go have another hour of sleep. She begrudgingly thinks of Dinah probably still sleeping. Of course, she’ll always be the second for glam, while her party-buddy picked fourth.

She notices her phone lights up for another incoming notification. She would have ignored it, but it has been the sixth time it lit up in 2 seconds. She suddenly felt a slight tinge in her heart, wondering if something happened while she was asleep.

‘What is it now?’

Clearly someone would have said something, right?

Regardless, she took her phone and read the message.

It’s from her best friend, Alexa.

A sigh of relief, uncontrollably left her lips.

‘YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE IT!!!!’’

‘LAUREN!!!’

‘I JUST GOT BOOKED TO WALK FOR TOMMY HILFIGER!!!’

‘I WANTED TO TELL YOU FIRST BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’RE MY NUMBER ONE (and ONLY) FAN’

‘YOU BETTER BE MY PLUS ONE TO THISSS!!!’

‘I CAN’T BREATHE LIKE OMG I CANT BELIEVE THIS WOULD HAPPEN LIKE HLPPP??’

Her eyes widen, and had to re-read it for the fifth time to make sure she’s not dreaming. She immediately dials her friend’s phone, in response.

She frowns when she keeps redirecting to her friend’s voicemail. She just got a message from her two seconds ago. What even?

With shaky hands, she quickly types, ‘Well, answer my call, so you can hear me gush about youuu!!!’

She got a reply soon too, which confuses her more.

‘Talk later. I’m about to go to class!’

She laughs lightly, she’s about to respond when she sees her friend typing.

It reads, ‘I know what you’re thinking. But I DID NOT shed blood and tears until 3 hours ago, studying for this pain in the ass exam I have at 7am in the morning, only to fail it.’

Instead of another remark, she settles in with, ‘Well go make me proud mama. Kick ass in your exams!! Xx’

“Weren’t you up until 2am? What got you smiling?” Normani asks as she takes Lauren’s place in front of the mirror.

“Ally’s coffee” Lauren said as she offers the cup to Normani, which the girl quickly declines, “Ew no. That’s too sweet for my taste.”

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A few proud post here and there on how proud she is to her BFASFLAH, then flash forward … True to Alexa’s words, she invited Lauren to the afterparty of the show. Alexa, has been one of the models for Gigi’s Collection, has been booked to walk in their Fall collection.

So there Lauren is gushing to everyone she knew at the event on how amazing and beautiful Alexa was, just like the proud mom she is.

“Hun, I love you. But one more drink and you’re gonna start embarrassing us both.” Alexa takes away the drink from Lauren’s hand. “Mostly you.”

“I’ve only had two drinks!!” Lauren insists, but Alexa just gave her a pointed look. It is true that Lauren did more talking thank drinking, but she knows an excited!Lauren is pretty much like a puppy wagging its tail endlessly begging for attention.

She can be cute, but better be sure than sorry.

Not a moment later, a man tapped into Lauren’s shoulder. It’s one of Zayn’s team, who told her to take a picture with Zayn.

She asks Alexa to come with her, but Alexa said she needed to go to the bathroom. After a quick nod, Lauren follows the guy on a suit to Zayn’s location. It’s not like she’s buddy-buddies with Zayn, but they were once in the same label, so it really wouldn’t hurt to have some nice photos out there, right?

Zayn recognized her and offers a smile. They posed for a picture together, then quickly conversed in a small talk until Gigi’s group of models came in.

Lauren suddenly felt out of place, being surrounded with skinny attractive people.

“Hey there, stranger! What’s up?” She’s surprised to be addressed by one of them.

She wasn’t sure it was directed at her, but after a moment of silence, she decided not to embarrass herself more, and say. “Uhmmm. Hi? Nothing much really…?”

…and obviously failing miserably.

Zayn, comes to her aid, and Lauren takes note how she owes him big time. “Kenny, this is Lauren…”

“Of Fifth Harmony, I know. We met a couple of times.” Kendall smiles at her, even offering her a drink. When Lauren didn’t take it, she adds, “…we even talked at that concert one time. And I’m pretty sure we exchanged some ‘hellos’ at like, every Harper’s Bazaar!”

At this, Lauren decides to take the friendly gesture Kendall is sending her way, “Yes, yes! Sorry, I didn’t think you would remember me.”

“You’re kinda hard to forget.”

At that, Lauren finally grabs the drink Kendall had laid out for her, and drink it one go. Yup. This definitely is a dream.

“So who are you with?”

Lauren found herself connecting to Louis the most even before, but right now, she really is considering extending her social list to another One Direction member, (even ex-member at that).

“I’m friends with one of the models…” Which reminded her, holy shit, where the fuck is Alexa?

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She hasn’t had the chance to look at her phone until the afternoon the next day. She and Alexa had spent the night together, went out on a late-brunch, reminiscing how much they both enjoyed the event, with Lauren continuously telling Alexa how excited she is for her, now that she has opportunities at her door step.

She rarely had time to spent with her long-time friend so she decides to make the best out of it. Filling their day casually strolling at the New York streets, which they managed without getting mobbed by fans – pro at disappearing when she wants to!! They went back to her hotel so Alexa can get ready for her flight back to Miami.

At that time, Lauren finally takes her phone and see the aftermath of the event.

She had only managed to post one photo in her Instagram of her and Alexa, so she went there first. (She knew very well, if anything else, Twitter can be such a mess)

Smiling proudly at how the comments are mostly filled with positive ones, she casually scrolls through her feed to like some pictures.

She checks her tag, inevitably, and see some of the photos that night. Most were candid pictures of her on the event with Alexa, and some of her solo shots by the paparazzi’s, and there were some of the pictures she took with the celebrities at the afterparty.

So far, no embarrassing pictures yet, or anything worth-harassing her in Twitter. She quickly checks her Snapchat to see what the other girls are up to. Once satisfied, she notices that Alexa is still humming in the shower, so she decides to open her Twitter app to spare time.

She rolls her eyes at the battalion of shipper comments in her mentions, again.

Gigi was literally at the corner of the photo of her and Zayn, and people are still shipping her and Zayn. Things people do for aesthetics.

She scrolls past it, and wonders where do people got the ‘hot potato’, that keeps popping up here and there.

She reads some tweets and came across the one that shed the light (but not really)

It’s the picture of her and Kendall, that apparently, Kendall posted in her story.

‘w the hottest potato in town @laurenjauregui’

…

What?

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Surprisingly, they were having decent conversation. Lauren had introduced Alexa to everybody, whom some of them already knew, and turned out, it was Lauren who was needed of the introduction. Even though Lauren wasn’t comfortable with the crowd she has never been with, she decided to stay so Alexa can socialize to her new circle.

Few comments were, ‘it’s finally great to put a face on the name’

With some few pictures here and there, Lauren learned how, a ‘squad’ like this really enjoys showing people off when they’re together, and she thinks at how this will affect her. She lowkey expects some ‘social climber’ thrown at her face by some haters, but what can the girl do?

They were laughing at something until Kendall puts out her phone and says, ‘Hey, we’ve always seen each other around at events. Let’s take a picture together.’

Lauren shakes her head and says, ‘oh no. I’d love to, trust me I do. But I literally look like a potato.’ Her own insecurity now resurfacing.

Kendall lets out a laugh, “Are you kidding me? You’re killing it in that dress, and your eyes just blows me away every time! If you’re a potato then you’re be the hottest potato in town!”

…

Right.

So that happened.

She blinks a couple of times as she stares out the ceiling.

‘So you sort of gained a new friend, no big deal, right?’

Only that, Kendall is probably one of the most followed celebrity in Instagram, and part of this crazy family-filled with drama on a daily basis. Yeah sure, no big deal.

She chastised herself for being pessimistic on this newfound friendship (sort of) just because of Kendall’s reputation. She vaguely remembers the 5-minute conversation they had before she and Alexa parted from the group.

She shakes her head and tries to reel back into reality. She checks back in to Instagram and taps on Kendall’s story.

And there she is, in one of Kendall’s story.

With Kendall finally following her back.

“Hey, what’s up?” Lauren finally looks up to see her friend fresh from the shower, drying her hair. “You look a little pale?”

“Honestly? I don’t know anymore.”

#UPDATE #series #non AU #slash #based on song #angst drama #humour #submission #Messy

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a warlock and a thief walk into bar

Summary: Psalm and Henrick have a third meeting by chance. And then a fourth. And then a fifth.

Notes: This is canon divergent(?) Yeah but also set after the current events. It's dialogue heavy bc I like dialogue and didnt feel like expanding sorry.EDIT: I’ve apparently grossly mischaracterised Han… Poki only leaves crumbs for me so I did what I could based on my knowledge of her from Psalm’s perspective. Wcyd?

Psalm should know by now that things never tend to go well when he's on a mission with the others. Han and Rokka were too nosy for their own good, something he still hadn't quite adjusted to yet but no longer got mad about. Well, except for right now. Right now is entirely their fault, and once he rids himself of the angry bandits on his tail he's going to make them wish they’d kept their mouths shut. With force if necessary. They just had to go and piss off an entire group of bandits.

The rational part of his mind tells him that there’s literally no way he could take either of the major brawn in their party in a fight one on one, let alone at the same time, but the thought of chewing them out helps to soothe his annoyance at least.

A dagger whizzes past his head.

Stop daydreaming and focus, Ghester’s voice rings in his head, it'd be a waste for you to die here, and at the hands of some low tier goons no less.

“Is this your way of saying you'd miss me?” Psalm responds both in Infernal and his usual monotone. It's hard to sound deadpan in Infernal, which is mostly just a lot of hissing and growling, but he makes the effort. Of course Ghester responds with his usual dry laughter. No surprise there.

Psalm ducks around a random corner, not bothering to check if the bandits are behind him. He supposes part of this is his fault. He usually offered to divert the enemy so that the others could escape, but he bit off more than he could chew this time. He wasn't expecting his charm spell to wear off so quickly.

In a rare moment of good fortune, the alley isn’t a dead end. The goons are still behind him though, so he doesn't slow down.

Eventually he comes across an alley with a small crevice between two houses, and wonders if it's a good idea to duck in there and hope they don’t notice. He hears them gaining though, and in a split second decision shoves himself into the nook and pulls his cape around his face for good measure. Red skin tends to stand out.

The goons run past the nook without even bothering to check, and he hears one of them yell “Where'd he go?” before the rest of them run off. Psalm waits for a couple minutes, and then a couple more just to be safe before he exits. It's a tight fit, especially with horns, but somehow he manages to squeeze himself out.

“Oh, it's you again,” a voice says.

Psalm reacts immediately. Ghester appears as a shortsword in his hand in seconds as Psalm turns and holds the weapon out in front of him.

If he'd been thinking more clearly, he would've realised that the voice was somewhat familiar, but the adrenaline from the earlier chase was still rushing through him. It takes him a while to put it together in his head, not his fault, they’ve only met twice. Psalm blinks once, mostly in surprise and then breaks out into a genuine smile at the man in front of him. He can’t really help it. Not only is it not someone that had been trying to kill him earlier, but someone he's actually quite pleased to see. Henrick, looking just as scruffy and worn out as always, gives Psalm a small, sort of half assed smile.

He eyes the shortsword wearily. “You gonna put that thing away or…?”

“Oh, right. How rude of me,” Psalm says as Ghester disappears from his hand. Being able to summon Ghester at will is not something he reveals to people too often, the less ways to identify him the better, but he figures it doesn't matter right now. The action puts an even wearier look on Henrick's face though, which Psalm finds amusing.

Henrick looks around a bit, for what, Psalm isn't exactly sure.

“Not to be cliché,” Psalm says while Henrick does this, “but we should really stop meeting like this.”

Henrick pauses and gives Psalm a confused look. “Whaddya mean?”

“You're with the group after me right now are you not?”

A look of understanding dawns on Henrick's face.

“You're the one everyone's been chasing after? I couldn't really tell from a distance, but it's not like I can go against the boss's orders y'know so he had me out here searching too.”

Rickert's goons again? What are the odds… Psalm thinks. Shorewater is clearly not as big as he'd once thought.

“You're still working for that tyrant? What was his name again? Ricken… Rackam?” Psalm pretends to think hard about it.

“Rickert. You forget or something?”

“Well Henrick, I must admit I don't make a habit of remembering the names of people I'm not interested in.” An obvious lie, but it serves its purpose when what Psalm has said dawns on Henrick and the man nervously fiddles with the neck of his scarf.

How fun, Psalm thinks.

You really seem to enjoy playing with people, but to what end? Ghester says in his mind. Psalm ignores him of course. He won't very well respond in front of Henrick right now anyways, and Ghester knows that.

“What'd you do this time?” Henrick asks, choosing to ignore Psalm's earlier comment. Psalm begins to answer, but is cut off by the sounds of shouting. The goons are coming back. Psalm curses himself internally for sticking around and making small talk instead of getting the hell out. Before he can look around for a means of escape, Henrick steps into his personal space.

Psalm raises an eyebrow. “What are you doi-”

“Shhh,” Henrick hisses and backs Psalm right back up into the crevice where he'd hid before. Psalm gets the message, and tries to hide as much of himself as possible. He's taller than Henrick, but hopefully that won't matter too much as Henrick stands in front of the crevice and blocks Psalm from view.

Sure enough, the men from earlier return.

“Henrick! What’re you doin’ standin' around like an idiot for? He got away!”

“If he got away there's no point in running around like this then is there?” Henrick sighed.

“He got away cuz you were being a lazy shit I bet.”

“Yeah? Who was the last guy that saw him before he ran off because it sure as hell wasn't me. Should I tell Rickert who lost sight of him?”

Psalm watches as best he can as the two bandits argue back and forth about Rickert. As entertaining as it is, it's definitely too cramped in here and he wishes the goon would hurry up and leave. He considers just firing off an eldritch blast and ending things himself, but attacking Henrick's comrades was probably not in his best interest.

Eventually Henrick chases the guy off, and after a couple more minutes Psalm is free yet again.

“Should be alright now,” Henrick says.

“Thank you,” Psalm says, “I'm afraid I’ve become the reason for your boss poking a fresh set of holes into you though.”

Henrick shrugs. “You get used to it, and it’s not like it'd be the first time anyways. He was pretty mad that one time back in the market.”

“Damn, and here I was thinking we'd been lowkey.”

“Eh, he can sniff out money.”

Psalm ponders that response for a minute but has no answer. Who is he to question one's choice of management?

“I could always have a friend get rid of him for you, if you'd like.”

The statement only serves to make Henrick more fidgety. It seemed that Henrick had at least some reservations about it, but Psalm supposed someone who'd been willing to help the enemy twice now could be expected to be a bit of a softy.

“I dunno…”

“It'd be no trouble. She's been kinda eager to, let’s say “have a chat”, with him again.”

Henrick shudders. “You mean the big one?”

“Mhmm.”

“Yeah, hard pass. Who knows if she'll stop at just Rickert.” Psalm laughs. He knows Han would, but the fact that she's scarred some of Rickert's men is pretty funny. Speaking of, he'd best return to the group soon. His diversion had taken longer than he'd expected. He hopes the others have made it back to Vinny's shop by now.

“I'll give you some time to think about it, but in any case, I'd best be on my way.”

“No gold this time?” Henrick jokes, and then not a moment later looks awash with regret at what he's just said.

“My pockets aren't as deep as you might think,” Psalm says. At that, Henrick, quite unexpectedly, starts to blush.

“That was just a… can you forget I said that?” he says.

“Hmm, maybe not,” Psalm smiles.

“I honestly just, don't remember your name…” Henrick trails off.

“That's disappointing,” Psalm says. He looks around the alley, and for good measure, checks around the corners too. The bandits are gone, thankfully, but maybe it'd be best to avoid using the alleys just incase they were still crawling around.

“You don't sound like you care much.”

Psalm turns back to Henrick after his thorough search of the alley. “I thought that we had something special going on, but clearly I was wrong,” Psalm sighs.

Henrick looks confused. “Huh?”

“But it's fine. I'll reintroduce myself next time.”

“Next time?”

“Well a good deed can't just go unpaid.”

Henrick fidgets with his scarf. “I was kidding ‘bout the gold.”

“Well, I wasn't. But really, let's save it for next time.” Psalm gives Henrick a perfunctory wave, he's not one for excessive good-byes, and heads off down the opposite way of the bandits. He doesn’t look back.

It's all very calculated for you isn't it? Is that how you usually make friends? Ghester pipes up once there's no one around.

“Who said anything about making friends?” Psalm grumbles back in Infernal.

About two weeks later, Psalm finds himself again wandering the alleys of Shorewater. However, this time, it's both he and Plum that have been separated from the others. They'd split into three teams, Han and Keva, Rokka and Cimmorro and he and Plum. It was a simple fetch quest, nothing serious. To put it simply: one of Vinny's cats had gone missing again.

“If this leads us to another thieves’ den I'm going home,” Plum says, obviously irritated at the idea. Psalm is inclined to agree.

“We could get Vinny to pay extra if that happens though,” Psalm points out, “try thinking a little on the bright side of things.”

“Don't wanna hear that from Mr.Broods-a-lot,” Plum mumbles.

“Haha, funny.”

They head to the market square again, the only difference from the first time this had happened being that it's night time now. The market takes on a different feel at night, less lively but still busy enough to feel comfortable. Plum and Psalm go around questioning some of the vendors, one of whom mentions having seen the cat a bit earlier skulking around the fish stalls. Go figure.

“You think Team Rokka/Cimmorro has found it yet?” Plum asks as they make their way over to that section of the market.

“One can only dream.”

Sure enough, when they get there, the cat is nowhere to be seen. One of the fish vendors informs them that the cat had been there though, having made off with one of his fish earlier.

“You gonna pay up?” the vendor asks, as if that were the logical conclusion to the situation.

Plum makes up their face. Psalm steps in before they decide to make things worse.

“I apologise, but it's not our cat. When we find her we can inform our employer and he'll reimburse you. Please wait until then.”

The vendor grumbles but agrees, and Psalm congratulates himself for avoiding that situation. The congratulations last for all of about one second before a man goes barrelling into the cart.

Psalm and Plum jump back immediately. Thankfully, the vendor is unharmed, but his cart has definitely seen better days. Psalm looks up to see Han, because of course this has something to do with her, and a hooded figure in the middle of the square. There are people rushing about, some trying to get out of Han's line of fire, others carrying on like nothing had happened. It's hard to see exactly with all the people rushing about.

Psalm considers ignoring the situation and carrying on with his current mission, but the next thing he knows his feet are carrying him over towards the commotion.

“Han, what are you doing.” It's not really a question.

“Stopping thief,” she says, as if she hadn't just hurled a man halfway across the square. “You expect me to stand by while this man and his friends steal from innocent people?”

Psalm presses his head into his hands.

“Right now I think you're doing more damage than the thief,” Plum says, having followed Psalm over to the middle of the square. They point in the direction of the fish vendor's cart.

Han looks over, confused, and then winces.

“Oops,” she says, and then, “Vinny can pay for it.”

I’m so sorry Vinny, Psalm thinks.

It's then that Psalm notices the hooded figure that Han had been engaged with is trying to make an escape. Unfortunately for them, Han notices too, and before he can get away she reaches down and hoists him into the air by the back of his hood, revealing his face.

Of course it's Henrick.

Psalm quashes down a small wave of panic. Of all the people Han could’ve possibly gotten her hands on. Psalm wishes she had found Rickert instead, because he didn’t care one way or another what happened to him. Before Psalm can say anything to salvage the situation though, Plum reacts faster, surprisingly.

“You're that guy that was with Ricke-!” they start to say, but before they can finish Psalm gives them a swift kick to the leg. Plum turns and glares at him.

“What was that for?”

“What was what for?”

Han narrows her eyes at at the both of them. “You know this thief?”

“I’m not a thief,” Henrick says, “or well, I didn't steal anything just now.”

Han ignores him, eyes trained solely on Plum. Psalm considers that a small blessing for the moment. There’s no way Han isn’t going to recognise Henrick once she actually gets a good luck at his now unhooded face, Plum points at Psalm. “Not me. This guy. They had some kinda shady deal going on. It was kinda gross to witness.”

Leave it to Plum to throw him under the bus in a moment like this honestly. Han already didn't trust him a good percentage of the time, and now this. It’s then that Han finally turns back to Henrick, and of course, recognises him instantly.

“You’re one of Rickert’s men?” she all but yells.

Henrick raises his hands in defense. “Yeah, but not willingly,” he says. While this is happening, Psalm is not quite glaring at Plum, who is making a point of ignoring him.

Psalm, annoyed, turns to Han instead. “Could you put him down? You're causing a scene.” Technically she's already caused one, but Henrick looks like he's about to pass out from fear while Han manhandles him, and Psalm can't really blame him. She did spear one of his friends.

“Like this, I'm stopping him from running away. Why is Plum saying you know this man, Psalm? Are you working for Rickert?”

Psalm tries to think of an answer that isn't suspicious. He’s currently drawing blanks as to ways to avoid making the situation worse. He quickly peers over at Henrick, who, despite being dangled several feet in the air like a doll, looks somewhat pleased.

“I remember,” Psalm hears him say, “it's Psalm.”

Now is really not the time for that Psalm thinks, but he can't help feeling a little endeared anyways.

“We spared his life remember? And he just so happened to be there when we were gathering information underground during that whole fiasco with the ball,” Psalm says, “Did I not tell you? Whoops.”

That was a mistake of course, riling Han up, but his excuse was that he was quickly losing his patience with the situation. That and he was just flat out starting to panic.

Of course, once Han realises what Psalm said she glares even harder. “You're working for Rickert aren't you. You've been fooling us the entire time.”

“I have not, in fact, been working for Rickert. He tried to kill me too remember? Now if you could just put my friend down and maybe not kill him, that'd be great. Wonderful even.”

“I don't kill,” Han says. Out of the corner of his eye, Psalm sees Plum turn and look at the man currently lying unconscious on top of what used to be a fish stall.

“Just put him down and let him explain himself already Han, seriously the guards might come at any time now and I'm sure you don't want to go to jail.”

Han grumbles at that, but eventually let's Henrick down and the group of them exit the square into a small alley a little ways away.

As soon as they get there Han slams Henrick up against the wall of the alley. “You will explain.”

Psalm watches this unfold with a vague sort of empathy. I understand, he thinks, I've been there too.

Henrick looks to Psalm for help. Psalm shrugs. As much as he would like to, things are honestly out of his hands at this point. Still though, he does kind of owe Henrick so he might as well try.

“I think you're scaring him.”

“Good,” Han says. She turns to Psalm as well. “Don't think this means I trust you.”

“Wouldn't dream of it, but I don't think we're getting anywhere like this,” Psalm tries but Han ignores him. Psalm resists the urge to beat his head against the wall. Why is she so stubborn?

Psalm turns to Plum, not that he's expecting them to be of any help. Of course he's right, Plum has already resumed searching for the cat in the alley they're in.

“What did you steal?” Han asks.

“I didn’t,” Henrick says, looking exasperated.

“You're lying.”

“I am not.”

This kind of questioning could go on all night, Psalm realises, so he tries to step in again. He looks Henrick in the eyes.

“Did you steal anything?”

Han looks indignant. “I'm doing the questioning!”

“We’ll be here until dawn if you do the questioning. Just let me do it.”

“But you're working for Rickert,” she shouts at him.

“I am not,” Psalm shouts back, “God, I can even help you find him later if you want to kill him so badly, but can you please just let me do this so we can finish up here?”

He's not sure what about that placates her, possibly the offer to kick Rickert's ass down the line, but eventually Han eases up off the wall and crosses her arms instead.

“Explain everything later or it's not just Rickert I will want to kill so badly.”

“Yes, yes, hurt me all you want later. Now, some silence please.” Han huffs.

Psalm sighs and turns back to Henrick. “Do me a favour and don't resist please.”

Henrick looks confused, and then his eyes glaze over. He looks at Psalm, and a dopey smile forms on his face.

Psalm turns to Han. “I've charmed him, are you happy now?”

Han knows by now what a charmed person looks like, but she still seems a bit suspicious.

“How do I know this isn't a trick?”

“What could I possibly gain from getting in the way of you and Rickert, who I don't give a rat's ass about, at the cost of possibly own life? This man's innocent Han, don't drag him into it.”

Psalm doesn't actually know if he's innocent or not. Everything he's saying right now is a gamble. He hopes Henrick hadn't been lying earlier.

Psalm turns back to Henrick.

“Did you steal anything at the market just now?”

Henrick thinks for a couple seconds, and every single one of those seconds is a year shaved off of his life he thinks.

“Nope,” he decides. Psalm breathes a sigh of relief. Hopefully, Henrick isn't the type to lie too much to his friends though, not that Han needs to know the details of a charm spell right now. Still, just to be on the safe side...

“You're not lying?”

“No point lying to you. You're nice to me. Nicer than Rickert for sure, not that that's hard to do.”

Han raises an eyebrow.

“I paid him ten gold for some information. Don't read into it.”

“Yet I shouldn't be suspicious?” Han says.

“It's more gross than suspicious I think,” Plum pipes up, having given up on the search for the cat at the moment.

“No one asked,” Psalm says.

“Ask him where Rickert is,” Han says. Psalm is not totally opposed to finding out this information if it means getting Han to trust that they're not affiliated. He does feel bad about getting the information out of Henrick this way though. It was yet another way Psalm would've gotten Rickert in trouble.

Something to worry about later though, when he didn’t have his own reputation to clear.

“Henrick you wouldn't happen to know where Rickert is at this very moment would you?”

“Nah, he left the city about a week ago on some mission. Said it was too important to tell the likes of me and the others. Dunno when he'll be back either.”

Han just barely manages to contain her frustration at that answer.

“Are we done here now?” Psalm asks.

“Do you have a base? Somewhere you meet up?” Han pushes.

Henrick regards her curiously. “Not since you guys trashed our first one.”

“I think we're done here now,” Psalm says. He turns to Han. “What now? You want to play detective with me too? I assure you I have nothing to hide.”

Regarding Rickert anyways, he thinks, but of course he leaves that unsaid.

Han looks conflicted. “You never give me good reason to trust you.”

Psalm clutches at his heart in mock hurt, but responds in his usual monotone regardless. “After everything we've been through together?”

Plum interjects again. “Is he just gonna stay like that?” Han and Psalm pause and turn back to Henrick, who is currently staring off into space.

“Regrettably, I don't know how to end the spell. It'll wear off after an hour,” Psalm says.

“I don't want to watch this guy make googly eyes at Psalm for an hour,” Plum says, disgust clear as day on their face.

“Plus we have cat to find,” Han says. Psalm stares at her.

“You sure changed directions quickly.”

Han shrugs. “I'll beat it out of you later.”

“Yes well, if I'm not halfway across the continent by then.”

Now it's his turn to get pinned against the wall by Han. Somehow, he's surprised he didn't see this coming. He has a vague suspicion she just likes to flex on him where possible.

“What was that?” Han says sweetly.

“I said ‘I can't wait’ of course,” Psalm says.

“Good.” She gestures to Plum. “We should go find Keva. And the cat.”

After the two exit the alley Psalm sinks to the floor and stretches his legs out in front of him. Henrick is still standing nearby, zoning out, so Psalm snaps at him to get his attention.

It's only been like what, fifteen minutes? Henricks eyes are still glazed over.

“This back and forth of owing each other is bad for the soul I think,” Psalm says to him. Henrick just stares before joining Psalm on the floor. Psalm just sighs.

I must say that was quite entertaining, Ghester says.

“I’m not in the mood to talk to you.”

That would imply that you are normally would it not?

“Good point.”

Psalm has no idea what to do while waiting for the spell to wear off, but he can't just leave the man charmed in a random alleyway at night either. Then all of his hard work would've been for nothing.

He entertains the idea of getting some information out of Henrick while things are like this, but it feels a bit underhanded, and there isn't really anything in particular he wants to know anyways.

“I'm starting to think this was a mistake.”

You're like a child. Are you really telling me you can't sit still for less than an hour?

“I can't help it if I get bored.”

Childish.

“Whatever, I'd rather chew threw my own tail than listen to you insult me.”

You've no choice in the matter really.

“And I'm the childish one?”

“Who are you talking to?” Henrick asks from beside him.

Psalm nearly jumps out of his skin. Henrick's eyes are back to normal. He'd forgotten that elves were more resistant to charms, especially full blooded ones. It hadn't been a full hour yet. The shock must've registered on his face, because Henrick starts to backtrack immediately.

“Well I don't know if that was talking, actually. Not to be rude. Don't really get to hear Infernal all that often so, uh...nevermind.”

Psalm stares at him in amusement. “I was merely practicing some spells is all,” he lies.

“Oh.”

Then silence. Psalm tries not to find it a bit awkward, which he usually doesn't, but fails. Henrick is apparently thinking the same thing, because he starts speaking again.

“Your friend’s kinda scary.”

Psalm resists the urge to chuckle, because it's the truth when he's on the receiving end.

“I won't deny that.” It's a short reply. From the way Henrick starts to fiddle with the handle of the dagger in his belt, Psalm assumes he'd been expecting him to carry more of the conversation. Unfortunately for him, Psalm is feeling a bit worn out, and maybe just a little bit too amused at watching Henrick squirm a bit. But he isn't a bully. Not really.

“I suppose if we’re going to continue this pattern that it's your turn to save me next,” Psalm says.

Henrick laughs nervously. “I hope you're not asking me to get in the way of you and your friend.”

“Are you saying I'm not worth the trouble?”

Henrick pauses, caught off guard.

“I-.”

“That upsets me to hear,” Psalm says. He rests his head on his knees and looks up at Henrick.

Henrick continues to scramble for an answer. “Ok, but-”

“I mean it's ok if you don't feel that way, as I'm obviously just messing with you. Only a madman would get in Han's way.”

Henrick lets out a frustrated noise, and leans his head back against the wall.

Psalm laughs.

Henrick glares at him, albeit weakly. Psalm assumes that's as intense as someone who looks as worn out as him will get.

“Is it fun for you to do that?” Henrick asks.

Of course, Psalm thinks. “Do what?” he says.

“I dunno, screw with me?”

“Ah, not quite. I believe the word you're looking for is flirting, yes?”

Henrick's eyes widen and he pointedly looks down at the floor. “That's not what I meant.”

Psalm smiles. “But isn't it though?”

“Is that why you kept that note? And the dagger?”

That makes Psalm pause. It's not that weird a question, given that he'd asked about it last time as well, but he'd never thought hard about why.

Henrick notes the lack of response, but doesn't look up. “I'm just curious is all. Don't get any funny ideas.”

“Bit late for that,” Psalm says, and to his endless amusement Henrick rolls his eyes.

“If you want the truth though, I was just clearing the crime scene. And you left the dagger behind. Who am I to turn down a parting gift?”

“That's all?”

Psalm lifts his head and leans in slightly. Even while sitting he's still taller. “You were expecting something else?”

Henrick leans away. “I was just curious,” he repeats.

“I believe you.”

Henrick snorts. “No you don't.”

“I've no reason to lie to you,” Psalm says, and it's sort of the truth. If there's one thing Henrick has more or less proved repeatedly, it's that he poses absolutely no threat whatsoever to Psalm. Weird how not wanting to kill him has endeared this man to him. Psalm wonders where the hell he went wrong in life for a brief moment.

Despite his (mostly) sincere answer, Henrick eyes him cautiously, obviously not believing him. Now Psalm's the one rolling his eyes.

“If I told you I kept your note to prove you'd owe me later would that make more sense to you? Keep in mind I can't see the future, so there's no way I'd actually know whether I could cash in on that or not.”

“It's just weird that you're so nice to me when my boss and I tried to kill you I guess? It's not weird for me to find this weird right?”

“Oh? What's “this”? There's a “this”?” Psalm says. Henrick places his head in his hands and let's out a muffled yell.

“You're really frustrating to talk to! D'yknow that?”

“So I've been told.” He watches Henrick get to his feet, but doesn't bother moving himself.

“Next time it's your turn to save me, alright?” Psalm says as Henrick turns to leave.

“Yeah, yeah. Ugh, I should just leave you if that happens.” Despite this, Henrick turns and waves before leaving. Psalm waves back, and Henrick retreats out of view.

Psalm sits for a couple more minutes in silence. He's not really sure what to do now honestly except return back to the inn. As he stands up, he hears a small meow from further down the alley. When he goes to investigate, he discovers Vinny's cat, huddled under a small fort of crates.

Psalm scoops her into his arms.

“Well aren't you cute?” he says to her.

More honest with animals than people are we?

“Are you going to do this every time?”

Yes.

The group are at the tavern in the Swallow’s Perch celebrating a successful escort mission some nights later. Although, to call it a celebration when two thirds of the party hadn't been interested in attending was generous. Of course it had been Rokka and Han's idea. The two had somehow managed to get the other four to participate. Between Rokka's innocent cluelessness and Han's stubbornness, it isn't like they could've said no.

Psalm watches from a safe distance as Keva goes around pickpocketing strangers while Cimmorro distracts them, and wonders what'll happen if Han notices.

He's not really in the mood to drink right now, but he empties a few tankards anyways for lack of anything better to do.

Rokka comes over and sits next to him.

“Why the long face roomie?”

Psalm raises an eyebrow. “This is how it is normally.”

“Oh ok. Plum said you looked like you wanted company, so I thought you were sad or something but if you're not, that's good too!”

Psalm is pretty sure Plum just didn’t want to be on the receiving end of Rokka's attention, but he refrains from saying that. Plum cuts their eyes at him from across the counter, and Psalm wonders what exactly he's done to incur their wrath this time. Probably nothing, if he's honest, Plum is just kind of a nuisance without really meaning to be.

“Well since I'm perfectly fine, how about we both go let Plum know?”

“Good idea,” Rokka says, clearly pleased at the idea.

Plum does not look as pleased when they look up from their drink and realise that not only has Rokka returned, but Psalm is one step behind him.

“Not this,” Plum says, “anything but this.”

Rokka takes the seat next to them. “Not what?”

Psalm takes the seat on the opposite side of Plum.

“Heard you were worried about me. I'm touched.”

“I'm not worried,” Plum says indignantly, “you've just had a dumb mopey look on your face since the other day. Did your boyfriend dump you?”

Psalm frowns at the exact same time Rokka's ears perk up.

“You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend roomie!” he says, at a volume that was much louder than was necessary. Of course, it takes all of no seconds for the rest of the party to look at Psalm. This is what he gets for trying to harass Plum clearly. God has he learned his lesson now.

“I didn't tell you because I don't have one.” Not that he would've gone out of his way to if he did. Not out of any sort of ill intent towards Rokka, it was just that clearly he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

The others are suddenly crowded around him. Since when did they care so much?

“How'd you find someone with the same freaky kinks as you?” Cimmorro asks. Psalm can never tell when he's being serious or not.

“I'm not even going to grace that with a real response,” he says.

“I have to agree,” Keva says, “with Cimmorro that is. Also congrats I guess. There's a heart in there after all. Probably.”

“I'm shocked too,” Han says, “I just assumed one with no emotions like you would have trouble finding a partner.”

“All of you are rude as hell,” Psalm says, suddenly devoid of any desire to clear the misunderstanding. He has a small suspicion it wouldn't be worth the effort.

It's at that moment, that karma delivers the biggest fuck you imaginable. The doors of the tavern swing open, and Henrick walks in followed by two men, one of whom Psalm doesn’t recognise, and one he does because it's Rickert.

A lot of different things happen in quick succession at that point.

Henrick spots Han, because she's hard to miss, and immediately tries to make a U-turn out the door.

It's unsuccessful, as Rickert spots Han as well, pushes Henrick out of the way and is gone faster than should be possible.

Han spots Rickert and leaps over the counter towards him.

Plum yells “There's the boyfriend! Go bother him!” at Rokka, and points at Henrick.

Psalm contemplates jumping off the nearest cliff into the ocean. Or killing Plum. Whichever is easiest.

There's a lot of commotion after that. Ferrie looks slightly exasperated as she tries to calm the other patrons down. Rokka heads out the door as well, Psalm assumes to go back Han up, but not without sparing a glance over at Henrick. Henrick doesn't notice because he's too busy giving, Plum a curious look. It takes no time at all for Psalm to guess why.

Suddenly Psalm feels his sobriety evaporating into thin air as dread? Or maybe anxiety, he can't tell which, takes over. Curse his habit of over drinking.

“I think I'm done for the night,” he says, standing up. Better to avoid disaster completely, than attempt to face it while rapidly getting more intoxicated.

Plum gives him a look of pity and understanding. Keva and Cimmorro have left, possibly also to go help Han. Or maybe it's just the bounty they're interested in. Either way it's just he and Plum left.

“You don't have to go just because you got dumped,” Plum says.

“I am genuinely curious as to how you arrived at the conclusion that I got dumped, because you sound genuine and that scares me.”

“Is this seat taken?” a voice says to his right. Psalm doesn't turn around because he knows who it is.

“Be my guest.” There’s no escape as he hears Henrick pull back the seat beside him and sit down, but he tries anyways.

“I was just leaving anyways.” He doesn’t want to think about Henrick’s reaction to that. Maybe if he gets there in time, he can get in the middle of Rickert and Psalm’s fight and they’ll both kill him. The idea is incredibly enticing.

Before he can even start to move towards the door Plum pulls Psalm in by the front of his shirt and whispers at him.

“You can't leave. Look, he wants to sort things out.”

“There is no way you could be this stu- I mean mis-infomed. Seriously.”

“I don't get what you mean, but if you leave now it'll just be me and him, and I don't want that.”

Ah yes. Typical Plum behaviour.

“I don't care.”

“I'll tell him about your weird kinks.”

“Go ahead.”

Plum shakes him a bit. “Why are you being like this?”

“I’ve had too much to drink.”

“So you’re worried about saying something stupid in front of the guy you like?”

Plum laying it out bare to him like that makes him feel embarrassed.

“I don’t like him. I just think he’s cute.”

Plum gives him a disgusted look.

“Not like that. More of an ‘his reactions are cute so I want to bully him’ kind of way. Which is what I usually do, but now I don’t know if I can stop myself from saying anything stupid. Like I’m doing right now actually.”

“I see now why you want to leave so badly. You should never drink again. Ever. I’m serious.”

“Glad to see we’re finally on the same pa- where are you going?” Plum is in the middle of leaving their seat, but they stop to give Psalm an annoyed look. Not that the annoyed look every really left their face.

“I’m getting kind of tired of whispering, also you’re being dumb so I don’t want to talk to you anymore.” Before Psalm can stop them, they’ve walked off to a different section of the bar, effectively stranding him here with Henrick, who he hasn’t even formally acknowledged yet.

That problem solves itself the moment Plum is out of earshot.

“So... boyfriend huh?” Henrick says.

Psalm doesn’t turn around.

“If I searched hard enough I could find your boss and get him to kill me right? How far do you think he's made it?”

Henrick chuckles. “Dunno. You gonna sit back down or am I going to end up drinking by myself?”

Psalm sighs. There's no getting out of this one. He considers for one, brief, desperate moment, asking Ghester for help, but that has never proved to be useful the entire time he's known him.

“Can't have that can we?” he says instead, and sits down in the seat he'd been previously occupying.

There's a long silence as Henrick sits there and drinks, and with nothing else to do Psalm just watches him.

“Not very talkative tonight I see.”

“I don't really know what to do now that the tables are turned if I’m honest,” Henrick says. He scratches at his face sheepishly.

“You could consider just forgetting me or my idiot friends said anything. We could go back to square one? Hello, my name’s Psalm.”

Henrick smiles. “Are you drunk? It's kind of hard to tell, but it feels like you are.”

“I'm perfectly coherent thanks,” Psalm huffs.He battles the urge to pout for a solid ten seconds before he loses.

“It's kinda nice? Usually you're just like this,” and then Henrick makes a face that Psalm assumes is supposed to be an imitation of him. It just looks like he's constipated.

“A perfect imitation,” Psalm says.

“Oh shut it, you know I'm right. You're more honest too right now, I guess. You should drink more often. ”

“That is quite literally the opposite of what I was told a couple minutes ago. Funny how that works. Life in general is funny. Ha.”

God Psalm, he thinks, just shut it already.

“I think it's kinda cute?” Henrick says, and the takes a sip from his drink.

Psalm stares at him. The inebriated state of his mind isn't really helping to decipher the meaning behind that statement. Maybe there isn't any. He hadn't really thought that far ahead regarding his encounters with Henrick beyond, “elf cute, gotta tease”, so the reciprocation of sentiment on Henrick's part was throwing him off.

“Do you want to take a walk with me?” Psalm asks. He gets up from his seat. “I feel like taking a walk.”

Henrick makes a face like he misheard. “Uh... what? Right now?”

“You'd rather be here when Han comes back?”

Henrick pales. “A walk sounds good.”

It's a cool night, thankfully, because it'd been kind of stuffy inside the bar. There are just enough people outside in the streets for the night to feel lively.

“What are you even doing here? At Swallow's Perch. I’d figured it was too open a space for thieves,” Psalm asks once they're a reasonable distance away.

“Eh, boss was meeting up with a client here. Although I guess the job's shot if your friend kills him huh...damn.”

“You don’t sound all that concerned.”

“Well it's not like I like the guy...he pokes me fulla holes any chance he gets really. Although it would be a pain to have to find new work and- hey, actually can we not talk about Rickert?”

Psalm fiddles with the neck of his shirt. “Sorry I'm all out ideas. I'm afraid you'll have to take over.”

Henrick snorts. “Weird, you usually have something to say.”

“Yes well, right now it's harder for me. My head's a bit of a mess.” As if to prove his point, Psalm just narrowly misses walking into a lamppost. Henrick reaches out and pulls him out of the way.

Just kill me now, Psalm thinks, there's no need for me to suffer first.

“Maybe you should sit down.”

“Great idea.” The two stop at a nearby bench, just a little ways off from the market square. Psalm hopes that Rickert is keeping Han busy, or it's likely she'll pass by them on the way back to the inn.

Psalm sits down, but Henrick remains standing.

“Ok, I think we should probably stop beating around the bush,” he says. Psalm laughs nervously.

“The tables really have turned haven't they? Is that the liquid courage talking or are you being serious?”

“Actually it's both.”

“I see.”

“Ok just listen. I know this is kind of silly, mostly because you and your friends tried to kill me and my friends the first time we met, and it's been like, two other times since then and your goliath friend-”

“Han,” Psalm interjects before he can stop himself. He's definitely swearing off alcohol forever.

“Yeah her, yeah she terrifies me, but, the point is I think you're interested in me in the same way I am in you, and it'd be nice if we could see each other maybe not by chance?”

Psalm runs that last part in his head a couple times. “Are you asking me on a date?”

Henrick's sudden burst of confidence seems to be disappearing, because he suddenly starts fidgeting.

“Uh yeah? More or less. Unless I just completely misunderstood every interaction we've had so far. I did didn't I? Oh god.”

Psalm feels like he's on fire, but he puts that aside for now to stop Henrick from self-destructing.

“No, no you were right. Sorry I'm just- How about tomorrow?”

Henrick frowns at him. “You don't seem very interested.”

“Sorry were you expecting me to be blushing like a teenage girl? It’s not very easy to pull off with red skin, I assure you.” Psalm is actually doing his best not to rocket into space, but Henrick doesn't need to know that.

Henrick sighs and sits down on the bench. “Maybe I have a thing for assholes.”

Psalm raises an eyebrow. “Oh? I can be nice too I if you want.”

Henrick flushes. “What do you mean?”

“I can show you if you'd like,” he says, meaning in. Before he can make good on his comment though, there's a sudden noise like a stampede off in the distance. Psalm has a feeling he knows what it is, and sure enough as the sound gets closer he recognises Han's silhouette as she barrels towards them.

There's a distinct lack of blood on her, so he figures Rickert escaped safely.

“I think it'd be best if you escaped,” Psalm says.

“What makes you say that,” Henrick says as he leaps off the bench. He takes off in the opposite direction, but not before yelling “Remember tomorrow,” as he disappears into the distance.

Han, having lost yet another target, focuses her attention on Psalm, who she picks up by the cape not unlike she would a small child.

“Hello Han, having fun ruining my night?”

“That makes both of us. Why did your friend run off?”

“You spent most of tonight trying to kill his boss.”

Han scoffs as if what Psalm had just said was in any way unreasonable. “I was just going to gently persuade him to tell me location, nothing too intense.” She drops him to his feet (seriously, she must be doing this to flex on him or something) and begins to head back to the inn.

“You coming?”

Psalm falls into step a little behind her, and the two walk in relative silence for a bit before Ghester shows himself.

Quite a night, he says.

“I'm glad it’s over, if that's what you're getting at,” Psalm responds quietly in Infernal.

Oh? Looking forward to tomorrow I see.

“Something like that.” He realises somewhat belatedly that they hadn't really set a time or place. Oh well, they'd figure something out.

“Did you say something?” Han turns back to look at him.

Psalm smiles. “You must've misheard.”

#psalm/henrick #author: sarita #hellooooo #psalm brimdrorvi #henrick #that guy does not have a tag here #OTHER CHARACTERS MAKE APPEARANCES I'M NOT TAGGING HTEM OUT OF LAZINESS #fiction

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OrgXIII playing with Reader’s hair [repost]

Since Tumblr mobile thanos s n a p p e d the previous Organization post, i’m posting it here under a read more so y’all can read it !

Xemnas :

His touch is so light and gentle you legit barely notice it. The b i g b o s s is just content with just feeling the soft texture of your locks and your scent, commiting them to memory.

Xigbar :

Xaldin :

Xaldin will try to find a good excuse cause he lowkey wants to try to be more a f f e c t i o n a t e with you without being toostraightforward - and he highkey doesn’t want to be seen as a hypocrite, with how protective and reluctant he is about letting others near his hair. So chances are he’ll give you random excuses like “oh wait, you got something in your hair”, trying to be subtle. And it kinda works the first few times, but after the 25th attempt, you’re n o t so sure.

Xaldin’s not used to being gentle, so it’s hard to miss the slight tremble and hesitation in his hand. You end up helping loosening up so he doesn’t treat you like you’re made of glass.

Vexen :

At first, he’s sort of rough, inspecting your hair more than playing with it. But as the conversation goes, he’d relax and end up just petting your head instead.

Lexaeus :

Zexion :

Tension ease off his shoulders as he starts to relax. Zexion probably starts telling you a lot of stories about him as a kid pulling a lot of pranks on Vexen’s hair along with Isa and Lea.

Saix :

Axel :

Soft and gentle touches are reserved for intimate moments, so Axel ends up doing the same thing you’d do with his hair : trying every single possible hairstyle and getting way too invested.

Demyx :

Luxord :

Marluxia :

You’d expect some fashion judgement coming from him, but surprisingly, Marluxia is pretty chill. He falls asleep while playing with your hair more often than he’d like to admit.

Larxene :

Letting her play with your hair is kind of a game of chance : sometimes she’ll be nice and just relax, sometimes she’ll tug your strands “accidentally” just to get a reaction.

Roxas :

Xion :

She’ll just kinda fiddle around, gasping and muttering under her breath like “oohh” and “ahhh”. But after testing the waters, Xion would try her best to give you a super fancy hairstyle.

#kh headcanons #reader insert #organization xiii #i cant be f U CK d with writing everyone again

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