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bonny-kookoo · 7 months

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Jungkook

𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 | Crossed Lines

Some things are better left unsaid.

Tags/Warnings: Alien!Jungkook, Human!Reader, dystopian AU, space/Sci-fi/cyberpunk-esque, Enemies to lovers, Angst, Violence, Drama, romance, adult, angst, potentially triggering content, mentions of prostitution, fluff??, injury, I'm sorry for this one don't hate me

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You never really thought of Jungkook as the jealous type- and maybe you're interpreting his foul mood entirely wrong too.

But you've got a feeling that his clear displeasure is mostly due to the very tall and very charismatic Alien who's been all over you ever since you woke up.

"I'm pretty sure she doesn't need help eating her food, Jin." Jungkook growls, eyes a vibrant green with a little red swirling around sometimes, as he watches you on the lap of the tall Alien currently feeding you. Jungkook's arms are crossed and he honestly looks ready to tear someone's throat out- and while you're still learning what the colors of his eyes might mean, you're starting to somewhat connect certain colors with certain feelings.

"Pah, just let me enjoy this before you take her away again!" The man named Seokjin whines, pulling you a little closer. "I can't believe you found such a sweet thing.. you don't even want her, just leave her here with me!" He complains, and Jungkook's eyes turn a little hotter in color, orange burning bright as his anger seems to rise. Why that might be you're not sure- you don't understand why he's not letting you stay here either. Seokjin seems like a nice person, and Yoongi, a cat-like Alien who'd taken care of you while you were resting, told you that the three of them are all very good friends. So why did Jungkook suddenly change his mind?

"Shut up." Jungkook barks under his breath, turning his face away. "…she can stay if she wants to. Who cares." He mumbles more or less, and at that, your heart skips a little uncomfortably. In a way, you knew he wanted to get rid of you sooner or later- but to hear it too, makes it all the more real. Maybe deep down, that small hidden innocence in you had thought he was warming up to you- but maybe that was just your imagination after all.

So you shrug, and look down at your plate of food, shaking your head when Jin offers you another piece to eat.

"I can't believe that you're worse than me, Jeon." Yoongi says, shaking his head in disappointment. "That was mean, even for my standards." He mentions from his spot near the only window in the small metal shed Jin lives in, his tail swaying a little. "Humans are sensitive. You can't just say things like that." He says, before he adjusts his position, crossing his legs.

Jungkook however just scoffs, and refuses to look at you.

You truly want to say something, but your voice just comes out horribly strained, making you cough- so you just leave it, trying to clear your throat, as Seokjin holds the inhaler you got from Yoongi to your lips.

Only that the hand is.. tattooed?

One look upwards and yes, there he is- it's actually Jungkook who acted so fast, eyes a slightly stressed pale blue, as he carefully helps you use the plastic container with the medicine inside, face a mix of worry and annoyance. You just let him, for now- and decide that maybe, this is his actual issue. You're now sick, you're gonna use up a lot more resources, let alone the cost of your medicine and everything. You're no use for him, only baggage.

Jungkook sighs, sits back down before he puts the inhaler away into his canvas bag. "If she wants to stay, she can, I guess.." He says, crossing his arms again. "If she wants to come with me, she can. It's whatever." He huffs, and Yoongi sighs to himself, while Seokjin chuckles.

"Well, I guess that's as much of an invitation as you'll get, little thing." He shrugs, looking down at you.

And this time, you don't feel like running after Jungkook like a lost dog.

So you just quietly shrug, and eat the rest of your meal.

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You're still hiding in Seokjin's bedroom, upset and saddened by the fact that Jungkook is truly preparing to leave you behind, when you hear someone walk through the pearl curtain that disconnects the bedroom from the main living area of the little house. "Here." He mumbles, throwing something on the bed- a plastic box, a rubber band around it to keep it shut, you guess.

You don't react, but you hear him sigh, as he sits down on the mattress, bed dipping down a little under his weight. "At least look at it, so I know I didn't buy the wrong shit." He huffs, and you roll your eyes, before taking the scratched up box, pulling the rubber band from it. And inside-

-are two, different colored knitting needles, a small pair of scissors, and two balls of grey, thick yarn.

"So?" He urges, and you can hear him play with the keychain in his hand a little. Is he nervous? Or just impatient?

What is he really thinking about you?

Why did he buy this, if he didn't at least mildly care about you?

You turn around towards him, and tap his shoulder to gain his attention- which you get, as he turns a little towards you- clearly caught off guard when you hug him. You want to see something- you need to check if your instincts are correct with this.

And when his arm- admittedly rather awkwardly- wraps around you and pats your back, you get your answer.

So you get up, put your clothes and the plastic box into a bag given to you by Jin, and stand by the pearl curtain quietly, nodding outside.

"Are you sure?" He asks, not getting up yet. "Jin's a good guy. Yoongi visits regularly, and he's got a human partner. Knows all about human health." He explains. "I mean, the planet's climate sucks, but it's at least somewhat peaceful." He says, and you just roll your eyes, and cross your arms. "..guess that's a no." He sighs to himself, though you don't miss the warmth in his eyes as he gets up, and takes your bag from you, walking out to say goodbye to Yoongi and Jin- well, mostly Jin. Yoongi just.. quietly bumps his head against yours and Jungkook's, before he simply leaves.

But Seokjin? He goes in for the hug, and it's honestly a little funny how annoyed Jungkook seems at that.

"You'll have to stay in contact!" Seokjin whines. "I need to know she's okay, and that she eats well, and that she's not getting lonely, or sad, or-" He rants, and Jungkook groans, clumsily taking your hand in his to pull you closer.

"Yeah yeah whatever, I'll look after her just fine." He argues, before he turns with you to walk off- letting you wave to Seokjin for a bit, before he tugs on your hand. "Look ahead. You'll trip otherwise." He scolds, though he keeps holding your hand-

The moment you're both back on the ship, he immediately runs an entire scan of the system and Ship's interior- telling you that he doesn't trust the mechanics on this planet too much, and that he wants to make sure they didn't leave anything here that doesn't belong. What exactly he means by that you're not sure- but after noticing how he even physically searches your room for anything off, especially the camera up in the corner, you're starting to have an idea of what he meant by that.

and it feels oddly kind, the way he keeps you both connected with a surprising tender amount of strength.

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"Do you want to stay here or come with me?" He asks, and you shrug, taking a blanket from the bed with you to instead walk closer to him. "…I really made you clingy now, didn't I?" He sighs to himself, looking at you a bit annoyed- though the faint pink-ish hue of his eyes gives you hope that he's just trying to act tough, and not genuinely upset over the fact that you'd like to keep him company from now on.

If Yoongi was correct, Jungkook simply has trouble attaching himself to others- the cat alien had told you that he didn't have the greatest upbringing, and that it left him with permanent scars.

Scars that one might not be able to see, but they're still there.

"Alright, let's see.." Jungkook mumbles to himself, as he logs into his system's autopilot, taking over the controls as he reads through all the info flying past on the screen. It's impressive to you how quickly he can seem to soak up any information practically flying past him, and it shows you just how long he's probably been doing this.

Yet, now that you think of it, you're not actually sure what exactly Jungkook does for a living, besides selling cargo here and there. But then again, should you really question it? He's putting food on the table, and gives you a safe place to stay. Better not ask too many questions, you tell yourself.

So you instead sit down somewhere near the windows, studying the pictures of the faded paper instruction manual that came in the plastic box of knitting stuff- the language foreign to you, though some words seem to click in your mind. It doesn't seem too hard to do, and considering that you've tried it in the past, it's not that difficult to pick back up where you left off years prior.

And the entire time, you don't even notice Jungkook occasionally watching you, the sight of you happily occupied with your new present doing something special to him. After all, usually, to his kind-

gifting things is considered something only mates do for one another.

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"Hey- come here for a second." Jungkook says one morning, urging you a bit closer as you enter the command center where he already sits in his usual seat, though he doesn't seem as relaxed as he's been these past few days.

Your throat has been healing well, and the entire ship by now is filling with your little animal shaped knitting work- one better than the last, after Jungkook had picked up some other colors of yarn for you at one re-fuel stop. It's been a good handful of days now- and you feel like you're actually getting comfortable with the Alien. "I'll be turning course today. I'm.. gonna leave you with Jin for a while." He says, and you instantly furrow your brows in confusion, unsure what's wrong.

"Why?" You ask, voice still a bit raspy, but it at least doesn't hurt as much to talk anymore.

Jungkook just sighs, looking away. "It's not for long, just a few weeks. I'll pick you up before the seasons change-" He explains, but you won't have it.

"That doesn't answer my question." You say, clearing your throat after somewhat getting that small sentence out. He runs his hands over his face.

"It's.. urgh, fuck!" He groans out agitated, and it's honestly both funny and a little unnerving to see Jungkook so.. embarrassed.

"I'm-… It's mating season for my kind." He huffs out defeated, arms crossed. "And since you're a female, it's kind of.. distracting." He explains, and you take that info in for a second.

And Bolku people are a proud but reserved kind, only really staying in pairs, never in groups. But Jungkook doesn't quite fit the visual characteristics, apart from his eyes- so maybe he's a hybrid too?

"Oh." You simply answer, unsure what else to say. Well, you didn't really think about that- but yeah, you remember reading something about Bolku people's.. well, mating traditions, so to speak. Not really because you ever thought anything of it- it was just interesting to find anything to read back on earth, and when you stumbled upon a common book about foreign galactic humanoid variants, you read through it.

It's how you know that Seokjin must've been some sort of human-Shairo hybrid; with his tall body and caring nature, but otherwise rather human appearance. The short, thick and scaled tail gave him away, mostly, and you read in your book back on earth how his kind has a problem with gender in their kind. They're mostly male- females are incredibly rare to be born for some unknown reason.

What's interesting now however, is how the past few days and Jungkook's actions during them, change in nature to you. The gift of the knitting stuff. The blankets he kept bringing to your room. The way he'd cuddle you throughout the journey through Cryon- all of it suddenly feels odd to you now that you know he's near his kind's mating season.

Does that mean that those weren't acts of kindness? That you weren't making any progress at all? That he was just..

..acting on instincts?

"I can just stay in my room again for the time being." You shrug, and he notices the way your posture and tone change. He's become quite good at reading your body language and subtle hints here and there- be it the tone of your voice, or the way you avoid eye contact, or how you'd change topic if he was to talk about something that made you uncomfortable. And right now, it seems as if he said something that made you almost.. defensive. And he's not sure what.

"No, I don't want to.. lock you in there again." He shakes his head. "You're not a prisoner anymore. Or anything similar." He denies.

"Then what am I?" You ask, looking at him- and he can't help but feel a little called out by you.

"That doesn't matter." He responds, but that's not enough for you anymore. You've become bold- mostly because you're not scared of him any longer, and because he's slowly, unknowingly, nurtured your will to survive back to life.

"It does to me." You croak out, coughing right after, making him cringe as his eyes turn a concerned blue hue. But he knows not to try and do anything right now- you're on edge, and he feels as if he's arguing with a cornered animal right now, any wrong move or word enough to set you off.

"Then what do you want to be?" He asks instead, making you look at him with a gaze that just screams uncertainty.

You don't know what you want to be. Especially not what you want to be to him.

When you came onto his ship, you didn't care what happened to you. You'd given up, you were ready to take whatever was thrown at you- but now you actually want to live. You want to be alive, and most importantly, you want to stay with him, and stay on this ship, and stay in this little space where everything seems okay. The amount of safety you feel here has spoiled you at this point, causing you to feel protective over it.

You don't want to stay with Seokjin, no matter how sweet and kind he is. He isn't Jungkook, and he isn't this ship.

"I don't care!" You huff out at him, moving to sit in the middle of the control center, grabbing your blanket before you throw it over your head, and hiding underneath it as you sit down facing the large window, face barely exposed. "I'm staying." You growl to yourself, and Jungkook can't help the slight amusement tickling in his chest at the fact that you're starting to pick up on some of his own behaviors.

Though your growl is anything but intimidating. It's cute, but nothing dangerous at all.

"It's just for two weeks. Three at max." Jungkook sighs, turning on the autopilot before he walks closer, tip of his boot gently tapping your back. "Hey." He calls out, but you don't answer. "I'm talking to you."

"And I'm not." You respond, pulling the blanket close so he can't see you as he crouches down next to you to catch a glimpse. "You'll leave me there."

"I thought you wanted me to leave you?" He wonders in an oddly soft tone, but you can't help but feel as if this too is just his instincts, and not actually him.

"Shut up." You respond, and he laughs.

"You kind of sound like me." He tells you, sitting down in front of you with his legs crossed. "Doesn't fit you- so stop it." He argues, pulling on the blanket- but you got a steel hold of it. "Come on, stop being a brat-"

"No!" You bark out, scooting away from him a good bit.

"I'll pick you up again." He sighs. "Promise."

"Your promise is empty." You mumble, finally giving in as he manages to pull the edge of the blanket enough with his fingers to expose your face.

"How so?" He wonders, face clearly confused, and somewhat upset.

"Cause you said it!" You argue. "I'm distracting you because you're like- horny or whatever. That's not you. And when your.. mating season is over, you'll just.. leave me with Jin." You say, looking at the ground.

"How come you humans always get so horribly attached to things so easily?" He mumbles, as if he's mostly talking to himself- eyes distant as he looks at you, hands in his lap. "Attach yourself to Jin. Not me."

"Why?" You ask timidly, unsure what he's getting at. You're not even sure yourself what you're thinking of him. You don't know why you're so attached to him.

"Because he's.. a better fit." He shrugs. "He's nice. Knows human social norms, since he's partially human as well-"

"So are you though?" You ask, testing the waters, and the way he tenses up, eyes flashing a pale, unreadable color, gives you the answer you were looking for.

So he is a hybrid too.

Suddenly, his face seems angry, jaw clenched and tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek as he looks to the side, eyes a blazing red as he gets up and walks away. "I changed my mind." He says, tapping away on his control panel. "Go stay in your room or whatever. I don't give a shit." He growls, and for some reason, you suddenly feel guilty.

So you quietly leave, door hissing shut behind you-

before it clicks, small display near it offering only a single, pulsating message.

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tinkerbelle05 · 4 months

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How Could You?

Characters: Sanji x Fem!reader

Genre: Angst (Requested) Thanks for the req 🧑‍🍳

Summary: You understand that Sanji is a natural flirt and that’s just how he talks. You are fine with that because that’s his personality but one night he took it too far. You give him the silent treatment as you try to understand your feelings but he keeps pestering you so you snap.

Warnings: Arguments, silent treatments, bad ending, google translations, not edited

Translation: Ma Colombe = My Dove

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You sat in the back of the restaurant, watching Sanji move around the place as a waiter now.

Which meant he probably pissed of Zeff again. The way those two fought and carried on, one would’ve thought they would’ve killed each other by now.

While you felt bad for him because you knew how much he loved cooking and despised waitering, it gave you a good chance to admire him. A chance that often doesn't arise, so of course you didn't waste it.

His beautiful smile, the way he effortlessly slid in between tables, the way he’d make people feel comfortable. In some cases, a bit too comfortable for your liking.

There was this woman, black long hair and sharp green eyes that’s been eyeing Sanji ever since he went to her table. It made you feel a sense of pride that Sanji was so sot after but he’d always return to you at the end of the day.

No matter how much he’d sing their praises, or give out charming smiles. He would also come home to you, and he’d never cross that line.

Until he did. Right in front of you, too.

You were practically seething with anger when you saw how she trailed a finger up his forearm and how he didn’t make a move to stop her. How that same finger traveled up to rest on the back of his neck. They didn’t have to say anything to each other, just the way they looked at each other was enough to have you recoil in absolute disgust and betrayal.

Quickly and quietly you left the restaurant and went to your quarters. It was times like these that made you happy you had a separate bedroom from Sanji. Even though it was mostly used as a storage closet for you stuff, you were still able to sleep and move around comfortablely in it.

Because something told you that you’d be in here for a while after what you just saw.

For sometime, you avoided any and all contact with Sanji. Yes, you knew that it was immature but you didn’t care.

Your heart still hurts when you think about to how he looked at the woman, it was almost lustful. You wondered when was the last time Sanji looked at you like that.

There was a knock on your door, as there always were.

“Darling, please open the door,” Sanji began his daily begging. He’s been at this for a few weeks now.

Everyday after his shift ends, Sanji would rush to your door and begged with everything he had to get you to open the door. To get you to talk to him. There are times when the cracks in his voice makes your resolve falter. Makes you want to open the door and hug him tightly.

But you were still hurting. Still annoyed. Still confused. You had some understanding of how Sanji was. How he’ll use his charm and good lucks to get extra tips, to get people to come back for more. And sometimes, that was just how he was as a person.

So you understood perfectly that most of it was a weird mixture of how he normally acts and was an act in of itself to get more money. You understood perfectly.

Didn’t stop it from hurting though. You felt like someone ripped your heart out of your chest and stomped on it. You felt like you were being unfair to him. You felt like you were being unfair to yourself. You felt like—

You opened the door. He stood there with his hands in his pockets looking down. Upon hearing the door, he lifted his head.

He’d been crying.

Red, puffy eyes stared back at you. He said nothing, his expression in shock. He quickly sobered up.

“Um,” he scratched the back of his head, “Hello.”

You cleared your throat, “Hi.”

You two stood there at a moment, not saying much of anything. Just staring and waiting. Waiting for someone to say something.

“I’m sorry,” Sanji said suddenly. “I….I’m not sure what I did but—“

“Really?” You gave him an unimpressed look, “You truly don’t know what you did? Why I’m mad at you? You haven’t the slightest clue?”

He swallows nervously and avoids your face. His eyes staring into space, you don’t know what’s going on in his mind. You were about close the door, too tired of this bullshit but he blocks it with his foot.

His hands clenched on the doorframe, he’s leaning towards you, nearly towering over you. Normally, that’ll leave you a blushing mess, and maybe that’s what he’s hoping for, but you just glare up at him. Stepping back a little to create space between you two and he falters.

“Just tell me, already! What did I do? What I have done? Please, ma colombe!” He pressed on.

“How can you not know?! How obtuse do you have to be—", you started to yell but he interrupted you.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake just tell me!” He begged you, his voice cracks. From the way that he's standing, you assumed he'll fall to his knees at any moment.

“You and that woman. The one with black hair, how you were talking to her. Touching her, looking at her. It was…disgusting. You didn’t even have the audacity to be shameful about it.”

He looked confused which quickly transformed into a crude mixture of shock and angry. “Your joking, right? Please, tell me that this is some elaborate prank on me because you can’t seriously be mad at that!”

You glared harder at him, “No! It isn’t a joke. The way you acted hurt me, Sanji. I understand that you act like that, but there are certain lines that you don’t cross.”

“What lines are you—”

“You were about to kiss her! You leaned in and then you stopped yourself. Guess you suddenly remembered you had a girlfriend,” you yelled at him, and the tears were starting to spill again but you had to pull it together.

Sanji stared at you for a while, not saying anything. But the look of realization donned on him and he stepped back.

“I—I’m sorry, I didn’t think…you saw that,” he fumbled over his words.

You sniffed and looked away from him, you didn't want him to see you crying like this.

“Really? That’s all you have to say?” You questioned him, backing away even more.

He attempt to get closer, you walk backwards until your back is pressed against the wall and you can’t run anymore.

“It didn’t—” he started to say but you stopped him.

“Don’t. Don’t say that you didn’t mean to or that you it was a mistake. I know, I know that you regretted the moment you went close. But….I don’t know. I….I don’t know if I can trust. To not cheat on me. Or have wandering eyes.”

“Ma colombe, I would never. You know all my flirtations are not real. I love you. It’ll always be you, no one else. I swear to you,” he continued to plead with you. He comes closer, until his body pressed against yours and he cups your face so gently. Like your precious jewel to him, he couldn’t afford to break.

But he already broke you.

You looked down instead, you didn’t want to meet his eyes. This was hurting you. This really was. And to say that there was no love between you, would be a lie. But love isn’t enough, not anymore. It can’t fix this. You saw love try to fix your parents’ marriage and that didn’t end well. And you refuse to end up like them.

Your gaze met Sanji’s and you could see the the little hope he had diminished when he saw your expression.

He understood. That is good, it would make this process less painful. He nodded to you and smiled. He kissed you on your lips gently, savoring the taste and feeling one last time. And then he was gone.

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ahgasegotarmy116 · 5 months

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Falling for You | Choi Yeonjun

Summary: You like Yeonjun, and he knows it. But what happens when you figure out he just might like you too? Pairing: f!reader Noona x Yeonjun, f2l (age gap 2 or 3 years, take your pick lol) Word Count: 3.6k a/n: I am so so so so so sorry to my anon that sent this a while ago! I hope it was worth the wait <3 p.s. not edited well because I was happy I finished it and wanted to post it asap! Let me know what you think!~

"I didn't know you were such an adrenaline junkie" Yeonjun says while fastening my harness and pulling the straps tighter, making sure everything is secure. "Why do you say that?" I ask, ultimately knowing but not wanting to admit it. "Well you've been here like 4 time since I started working here and I just started last month" he says laughing at what he probably believes is my clueless nature. "I don't know, it's exhilarating. Plus it was my first time so I don't know I guess I've been addicted ever since" I finish off getting a bit defensive but ultimately it's the truth.

"You know, in another context that could sound really dirty" he teases making my cheeks heat up. "Yeonjun!" I scold hitting his arm, looking around to make sure no one had heard him. "What? Am I wrong?" he says, clearly loving my reaction. "No you're not but aren't you supposed to be acting professional while at work?" I question, crossing my arms over my chest. He ended up getting a job at an adventure park with bungie jumping, sky diving and zip lining, amongst other not so extreme activities.

"Yeah but I don't need to act professional in front of you because you're my friend right?" he laughs, making excuses for himself. "Yes we're friends but still!" I argue, "Aw are you getting shy?" he teases, tilting his head at me. "You wish" I say scoffing at him, fed up with his cocky attitude already. Deep down though he knows I'm loving this...and that's the dangerous part.

I like Yeonjun, and he knows that. I've liked him for years but we've never actually addressed it and he hasn't acted on it. Which pretty much shows me he doesn't feel the same way. So this is what we do, I act like I can't stand him but go out of my way to not so subtly be around him. Where as he does everything in his power to tease me until he gets a reaction out of me. Which honestly isn't very hard when it comes to him.

That's been our friendship dynamic for years now and I don't want to mess that up, even if it means that we can't be together the way I want us to. "You ready to go? You know the drill so if you're all set I'll get you hooked up" he says referring to the zip lining contraption. You know, I might've been here multiple times already but I still don't know any of the proper terminology besides harness and carabiner, the latter being one Yeonjun had made fun of me for calling it 'the clippy thing' just today.

"As ready as I'll ever be" I say taking everything in. "Hey, you've done this before so don't let it psych you out" he says in a softer tone, placing a hand on my chin and pulling my face back over to his, my eyes now focusing on the floor not wanting to make eye contact with him. "Eyes on me Pretty" he says and I snap my eyes up to his but take a step back when I start choking on air.

"Cute" he chuckles at me before bringing me back over to get hooked onto the zip line. I walk with him and let him drag me along, still caught off guard by the pet name and end up overthinking and spacing out until I get to the front of the line. "Oh hello again!" the girl that works on getting people ready to go on the line says. We've spoken a few times and she seems really nice but sometimes I get a bit insecure seeing her interactions with Yeonjun.

"Hey!" I respond, still kind of unsure if I want to do this again. "Hey!" Yeonjun yells over to me, "Just close your eyes when you take off and count to 10 then open your eyes, that's when the best part comes into view". I nod my head at him and turn back around to face the girl as she helps me get connected.

"You and Yeonjun seem pretty close" she says, clearly fishing for information. "Yeah we've been friends for a few years so I guess you could say that" I say. "Oh you guys are just friends? I could've sworn you were his girlfriend" she says with her brows slightly pinched together. "What would make you say that?" I ask, my heart beating a little faster. "I mean he talks about you all the time so I thought that maybe..."

"Oh no, yeah we're um, yeah we're just friends" I say awkwardly after gaining that new piece of information and looking back over to him. "You know, if you like him you should ask him out" she says following my gaze to see him smiling and laughing with another one of their coworkers. "No I couldn't, plus I'm a few years older so I don't know" I say getting kind of embarrassed at the fact that I've admitted that I have a crush on a younger guy, and not only that but a close friend that's a younger guy.

"Wouldn't that be a bit weird?" I question, bringing my attention back over to her. "I don't think so. I mean it's not like you're 40 years old or something. Two or three years isn't that bad. Just think about it, I've seen you here so many times and I know for a fact that you both would make a really cute couple" she finished.

"I don't know about that" I say still turned towards her. "Don't know about what?" Yeonjun says sneaking up on me. "Don't sneak up on me like that! Do you see how far that fall is?" I scold and point towards the forest hundreds of feet bellow us. "You would've been fine silly. Plus you're already hooked up to the line. What's been taking you so long? I thought you went already" he asks, puzzled and looking back and forth between me and his coworker that I had been talking to.

"We were just catching up a bit" she says with a smile making an easy excuse. "You know Summer" he asks, speaking to me while pointing at the girl that I now know as Summer. "Yeah I've helped her out a few times since she's been here" she says and he nods, pacified with that answer.

"So are you ready to go now?" he asks, double checking what I can assume is my harness, making sure I'm as safe as I can be. "I guess so" I answer again, kind of losing the thrill of the activity because of what Summer had just told me. 'Should I really ask him out?' I think to myself. "Noona?" he calls for me. "Huh? Did you say something?" I ask, feeling bad that I had spaced out on him.

"I asked if you would like me to go with you? We can race if you want! Then I'll walk you over to the next thing you have planned. Skydiving right?" he asks trying to recall my agenda for the day. "No not yet, after this I'm going bungie jumping and then sky diving to finish out the day" I say filling him in once again.

"Sorry, with so many people that come here I sometimes get things mixed up" he says sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck which is strange since things like these aren't usually what gets him acting like this. In fact I don't think I've ever seen him act like this "It's fine Yeonjun don't worry about it. So are we gonna race or not?" I ask deciding to just move past what could turn into an awkward conversation. "Sure, just give me a sec and I'll put on a harness" he says and runs off to do as he's said.

"Did you see that?" Summer asks, "See what?" I question back. "How he wanted to help you when you get to the other side and how he offered to race you to make you less scared and how embarrassed he got with the fact that he forgot the order you're going in today, how much he lit up when you asked him if he still wanted to race how-" "Okay Summer, okay I get it" I laugh cutting her off. "Well, if you don't ask him out soon then I'll ask him out for you if you want?" she questions trying to help me out.

"That would be even more embarrassing than just doing it by myself" I say shaking my head and getting nervous just thinking about it. "What would be embarrassing?" Yeonjun asks, this time thankfully not sneaking up me. "Nothing don't worry about it. You ready?" I ask, trying to run away from this conversation. "Yeah um, sure" he says getting even more suspicious with us than he had been before.

"Just think about it okay?" Summer says when she comes back around after double checking Yeonjun's connection for him and now triple checking mine for an excuse to encourage me one last time to which I just nod and get myself mentally prepared for this zip line as well as the prospects of potentially asking him out myself. "Alright guys, three...two...one...GO!" Summer yells and we both set off with Yeonjun just a second faster than me, already gaining a clear lead.

"Hey that's not fair!" I yell, laughing at his awkward position which makes him go a lot faster, knowing that I wouldn't dare do something like that. "Hurry up then!" he says going back to sitting normally to which I take advantage of and decide to try out what he had been doing before, zooming past him. "Noona! Not fair!" he whines behind me and tries his best to catch up. "Hurry up then" I tease using his own words against him and this all goes on back and forth until we finally reach the end with me finishing just a second or two before him.

"I took it easy on you" he says making excuses for his loss. "Sure you did" I taunt, knowing full well that he pretty much did. "That's the last time though! I want a rematch!" he demands, needing to regain a sense of pride. "Maybe next time, come on let's go!" I say excitedly and drag him right along with me.

The walk to the bungie jumping area isn't too far off and it's spent still bickering with each other about the results of the race. "Fine you won, but I'm gonna go upside down when we go bungie jumping and then I'll win this round" he says and speeds up, trying to get there first. "Hey! You can't win at bungie jumping, you either jump or you don't jump, that's it." I argue, failing to see his logic.

"Yeah but we can one up each other" he retorts and gets in line. "Fine, then I'll go upside down too" I say once I catch up to him. "Wait really?" he asks, completely surprised that I would even say that, let alone go through with it.

"Why? Are you trying to get me to back out so you can win?" I say raising a brow at him. "So there is a winner" he says and pokes my side, to which I return with a slap of his arm. "By your logic, yes there is. But if we both go upside down then it's a tie which means I'm still in the lead" I say, satisfied by the outcome, but only if I actually do it.

"Do you want to go first or should I?" he asks. "Is that even a questions? You go first" I say and push him in front of me in line. "Fine but don't chicken out after I go because you think it's 'too scary' he says in air quotes. I give him a sarcastic smile and a wack him in the arm as a response. "OW!" he yell, obviously playing it up. "Well then stop making fun of me and just go" I say showing him it's his turn already.

I watch every step they take in hooking him up to make sure I'll be mentally prepared for my turn. "You got this loser" I yell as encouragement after they put him in position and he does nothing but smile in response. "Alright you ready?" the worker asks and Yeonjun sends a quick nod before they give him a countdown from three and drop him a few seconds afterwards. I lean forward a bit to try to get a better look at him but by his screaming and laughing alone I can really tell he's having a great time.

"Noona oh my gosh that was so fun!" he says coming over and giving me a hug enveloping my whole body, probably in an effort to steady himself on his feet. "You ready?" he asks with a huge smile and I can't help but laugh and say yes after seeing how happy he seems. A few seconds later though, that's another story.

"Wait Yeonjun, can't I just go the regular way?" I plead, questioning all of my life choices up until this moment. "Nope, you promised me that you would do it if I did" he scolds. "I did no-" "Shhh" he quiets me before telling the guys I'm ready to go. They start placing everything they could possibly need to to keep me from dying on my ankles as well as answer any of my questions and assuring me I'll be fine.

"Hush you'll be fine, just tell them when you're ready" Yeonjun says, peer pressuring me into doing it. "Fine" I mumble before letting the guys know. As they start to hoist me up into the contraption that drops me I shut my eyes trying to imagine myself anywhere but here. "Noona open your eyes!" to which I shake my head just enough for him to notice, not daring to make any sudden movements.

"Open your eyes or I'll kiss you" he yells and at that my eyes open as wide as they possibly could seeing him with a smug smile before giving me the countdown. "Three..." "Yeonjun no!" "Two" "No stop I'm done playing get me down!" and before I hear him say one I feel myself drop and get the wind knocked out of me. Once I regain some air in my lungs after the first bounce I start to scream which slowly turns into laughing like crazy just as Yeonjun had done moments before.

"How was it? It was amazing right?" he says with a huge smile on his face, still so amused at my reactions before the drop. "OW!" he says rubbing his forearm after having hit him for a second time. "Next time listen to me!" I say and try to take a step but stumble backwards a bit, still needing to regain my center of gravity. "Careful there" Yeonjun says pulling me back up by my harness.

My eyes widen at the proximity between us now and I look up at him and he leans closer until his nose brushes against mine with my eyes closing shut getting flustered by everything about him. "I guess I shouldn't kiss you since you opened your eyes back there huh?" he whispers and before I'm able to process what he's said he's already ten steps ahead of me.

"Hey!" I yell and jog to catch up with him. "What was that about?" I ask him with a deep crease between my brows which he puts his thumb on to encourage me to stop furrowing my brows. "What was what about?" he asks, playin dumb.

"You know, all that kissing talk" I say deciding not to shy away from the subject. "Why? Did you want me to kiss you Noona?" he asks with a devilish smile with his eye facing forward keeping an eye on where we're going. "I didn't say that" I retort, unamused with this entire conversation but taking advantage to look up at his side profile nonetheless. "Sure you didn't. Race you to the airport!" he says and takes off running. "Hey! No fair!" I yell and run after him anyways even with no chance in hell of beating him.

"Took you long enough" he says cheekily, already having the chance to catch his breath while waiting for me. "Your legs are longer than mine are" I pant, with my hands on my knees. "You okay?" he asks, placing a hand on my back. "Peachy keen" I say, almost having calmed my breathing down after a minute or so.

"Drink this" he says and hands me a bottle of water, to which I gulp down half of it. "Thirsty huh?" he says with a smirk and I roll my eyes at him, not bothering to dignify his statement with a verbal response but he takes satisfaction with what little I've given nonetheless.

"So are you ready?" he asks when I've finally gotten back to normal. "Yeah but I haven't done this one before so I don't know what I should be doing" I admit. "It's fine let me teach you, that's what I'm here for right?" he says with a genuine smile. "Right" I say, matching his smile and he walks me through all of the procedures and safety precautions.

"Did you want to go with me or did you want one of the other instructors to go with you?" he asks. "How would it be a competition if we went together? I'll go with one of the other instructors silly" I say, surprised by his question and pushing his shoulder a bit to go grab them. "And you better go with one too so it's even!" I yell after him as he jogs over to where they're at.

Once we get up in the air and are close to jumping I notice that Yeonjun starts to space out a bit. "Are you okay?" I ask concerned as to if he should actually be jumping or not. "Yeah no I'm fine don't worry about it" he says and we both get pulled away from the conversation to get hooked up to each of our respective instructors.

"Hey!" Yeonjun yells at me before we jump. "What?" I yell back so he knows for sure I've heard him. "Will you go out with me?" he yells and jumps off right after leaving me stunned. "You ready?" the guy I'm jumping with asks me. "Um yeah" I say and he gives me a countdown before we drop out of the plane.

Falling through the sky is a feeling that I can't even begin to describe, with the wind in my face and seeing how tiny everything looks from up here it's actually insane. I'm not able to focus on that though ever since Yeonjun asked me if I would go out with him. Was he kidding? Was he just trying to tease me? How am I supposed to respond once we finally parachute down and we're back on the ground.

I'm broken out of my train of thought when the guy behind me asks me if I'm okay since I haven't hardly made a sound. "Yeah I'm fine" I yell back. "Well then let me hear you say YEAH!!!" he yells, obviously trying to make sure that I'm actually not freaking out to which I respond to with a 'HELL YEAH' which seems to make him laugh.

Once we finally get close enough he pulls the tab to the parachute and we slowly but surely make our way back into the field next to the airport we had started out at. "So?" Yeonjun asks after coming over and helping me up off the ground. "So what?" I ask, not sure exactly what he's referring to since I'm still not sure if he meant what he said back there.

"What's your answer?" he asks with a shy but excited smile, clearly hoping I say yes. Instead I grab one of the straps on his harness and pull him into me and kiss him, only lingering for a few seconds, although I want more. Once I pull back he rests his forehead against mine and whispers "Well I guess I got my answer then" before angling my face back up towards his to kiss me properly.

Pushing back from him afterwards I push on his chest to create some distance between us as he's grabbed my waist in the meantime. "You better not make me regret this" I say giving him a stern look, making sure he'll take this seriously.

"Don't worry Noona, I won't let you slip away"

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faela404 · 1 year

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☆The Library ☆

kazuha x gn! reader

prompt: - you and kazuha attend the same university, him being a english lit major and you being a person in stem😎 your paths never crossed until that day in the library…

*this is an smau so please do expect a lot of twitter posts and messages to read, there will be proper writing too but, it will mostly be that!!*

warning! this chapter involves mentions of self- neglect, possible eating disorders, insomnia, swearing, implications of inappropriate acts (though it never happened), mentions of anxiety and biblical references (kinda? idk jesus and the bible was mentioned in a lighthearted manner)

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☆it was a mistake ☆

i’ve been sitting here, on my phone, for over 6 hours now. this isn’t good. i’ve forgotten to eat again.

i’ve never been too good at taking care of myself, most the time i’m too engrossed in what im doing to remember that i need to eat, drink or even use the bathroom. however, recently it’s been getting worse. before, i would be able to remember by atleast 7pm but lately, i’ve been having my dinners at 12am, sometimes even later.

i suppose i should be happy i remembered just before midnight this time, but i just don’t see it that way. to me, this is still a failure.

pulling myself out of the warm comfort of my bed below me, i wandered out towards the kitchen. we never tend to have much food in, with us being university students it can be hard to get enough money for such necessities. nonetheless, i managed to find a packet of chicken super noodles (if you don’t know what these are or don’t eat chicken, just read it as your favourite type of instant noodles😌). careful i pulled open the bag and dumped the contents out into my bowl, along with the flavoured powder and some hot water from the kettle, before putting this in the microwave.

after finishing my noodles and placing the bowl in the sink to wash up another day, i once again returned to the comfort of my bed and bright phone screen.

i didn’t get to bed until 3:49am.

i woke up too late, again.

i’m going to be in so much trouble.

i wish my class wasn’t so small, then maybe the professor wouldn’t notice me as i slip through the door and attempt to make my way to my seat.

we’re doing lab work.

she notices me.

“how lovely of you to finally join us, y/n” god did she have to say it so loud. i feel so many eyes on me but, i can’t falter. i try my hardest to ignore them as she continues to speak.

“please stay behind once class is finished y/n, we need to talk” she sounds so smug. i give a curt nod and quickly scurry to my lab partner.

i must look disheveled, i can feel how red my face is, the sweat dripping down my neck- getting caught on the neckline of my shirt. mascara from yesterday is sure to be lining the underneath of my eyes.

my lab partner, lumine, looks worried. however, she seems to ignore my disgusting outward appearance as she begins to explain the experiment to me, giving me time to write down her words and the results.

class wraps up quickly. everyone begins to shuffle out, talking to eachother of their weekend plans, but not me.

i make my way towards professor ningguang. she looks angry but, she doesn’t shout.

“i did warn you there would be consequences if you was absent again, didn’t i?”

i’m so nervous, i’ve never gotten into trouble before.

“yes, professor but, i wasn’t able to get much sleep i’ve haven’t been able to-“

she cuts me off. she’s angrier than she’s letting on.

“i don’t have time for your excuses, y/n. you have been late 5 times in the past 2 weeks, that is completely unacceptable. however, with only 3 weeks left of school before winter break, i can’t give you the standard punishment for a disobedience such as this. instead, you will help out the librarian. ms. lisa has been complaining recently of the mess the library has become. for the next 3 weeks, you will go to the library after school and clean it until there isn’t a spec of dust left, do i make myself clear?”

im not sure if it was the nerves or the fear of her telling me this in such a calm way, but i made no move to object. i simply nodded and left as she dismissed me.

it wasn’t until i got back to my dorm that it truly sank in.

are. you. fucking. kidding. me?!

clean the library? everyday? for 3 weeks?!

i suppose it could be worse, but come on! i have a life, i have homework! i can’t dedicate every evening to cleaning a stupid library!

god, this is going to be miserable.

a/n - ahhhh this was so fun to create! i can’t wait for ya’ll to see the next part! i hope you enjoyed this and will enjoy the rest of the series! take care of yourselves <3

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erenxfrieda · 1 year

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Yandere!Five x Reader x Yandere!Lila (Ghostface AU)

a/n: happy Halloween btw, gonna do my request soon again.

warnings: dark/yandere content, mentions of killing people, some violence, no good ending for reader, Lila and Five is the best frenemies, my small headcanons about Lila&Five&The Comission, some threats, swearing, Lila is flirty, Five is the grumpy little old guy.

Lila and Five are already quite an interesting duo, but put these two together and add a little more craziness and these two will be the last ones you want to run into.

I mean, the two of them worked as assassins, they have a hell of a lot of experience in this, their childhood was fucking terrible and they also have superpowers?? what are you even supposed to do?

when they have to work together, they are very good. just think, Five can easily guess that Lila is hiding something, like being the reason why your recent boyfriend suddenly disappeared. would anyone else notice? I don’t think so.

and there’s Lila. she’s annoying him and getting on Five’s nerves a little too much, Five already have to deal with another 6 mentally unstable adults that still acting like a kids and add to this all Lila? that always trying to strike him back because of their past? this man is done.

Lila may try to make fun of Number Five all the time, but she’s not stupid. 5 is literally a legend for the entire Commission. Yes, he is the founder, but above all, he is one of the best assassins in the entire timeline, for everyone he should be an example of exactly how to do their job properly. Lila hates Five for killing her parents, and of course she spent a lot of time dreaming about how exactly she would get revenge on him. but if you plan to kill someone, then you need to know them better.

“Ha! I know it has to be you, little psycho,” Lila smirks proudly, her hands on her hips as she looks at him. “I mean, it`s easy to guess.”

Five rolls his eyes in annoyance, turning away from this crazy woman. “I’m glad you finally found the opportunity to show off your intellect, Lila,” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose. “But right now I’m busy if you didn`t notice.”

“Why won’t you just ask for help, huh?” she shrugs, sitting down on the dresser.

“What?” he frowns slightly, looking confused.

“Ask for help,” she says again. “Do you want me to spell that? A-s-k f-o-r h-”

“I don’t understand why would you even need to get into this mess and helping me.” he wipes sweat off his forehead, sighing softly when takes a quick look at her before going back to work.

She pauses for a moment, thinking about his words. Lila would never get into something like that for Five Hargreeves, no, never in her life. But she would never loose the opportunity to prove something to Number Five, who has so many fans inside the Commission that it’s makes Lila sick.

“So do you need my help or not?” now she is the one who sounds annoyed, but rather offended. “I won’t ask twice, jumpy guy.”

“You know what?” his gaze softens and he tosses towards Lila a sponge with a pair of rubber gloves. “You can actually be very helpful sometimes. Now come on, we don’t have much time until they come home.”

Lila catches everything quickly, smiling widely again, after which she jumps off the drawer and walks towards Five while wearing gloves. She accidentally step on a pool of blood on the floor, and her boots leaving several red dirty prints on a perfectly clean surface.

“Oops.”

“I just fucking ended cleaning here-”

They get along well with each other when it is good for both of them, but not when it comes to the fact that they have to share you. No, don’t even think that they will somehow find a way where they are not going to kill each other, as soon as one of them cross the line and decides to find their own separate way with you and only with you. If Lila will try to steal all your attention from Five - bad for her. If Five will try to do the same - bad for him. It also means problems and for you.

So basically we doing this cool “the one who makes the calls” and “the one who kills” trend. Well, if we going to compare Lila and Five with Billy and Stu there is no doubt that Lila will be as Stu and Five will be as Billy.

Lila can do both roles, not gonna lie, but she really loves those long and intimidating, somehow silly conversations with you while talking on the phone, her cute attempts to scare you, make you tremble and run around the house trying to close all the windows and doors, and it’s actually makes her laugh, especially knowing how useless it is , because come on, we all know that 5 can just teleport wherever he wants and Lila can just… do the same.

Lila sometimes forget that calling at your phone in the middle of the night is an attempt to make you afraid so you’ll be more pliable and when you’re on the verge of going crazy, because almost every day you hear two different types of voices that calls you, one of which threatens to make you suffer if you continue to ignore them, and the second flirts with you, only to say something weird and scary at the end.

You’ve been wearily watching some random horror movie on your TV screen. In fact, you had already lost the countdown a long time ago, you were tired and wanted to go to bed, your eyes were barely open, but part of your waking consciousness could distantly hear the lines from the movie.

An unexpected phone call makes you jump up and wake up immediately, picking up your phone, only to find out it was some unknown number. You decide to answer this call and put the phone to your ear, expecting to hear someone’s familiar voice, thinking that it could be your friends who wanted to prank you or one of your work colleagues but from a different phone number.

“Hello?” you speak uncertainly.

“Hello, who is this?” the voice asks.

“Who are you trying to reach?” you shift slightly in your seat, rubbing your eyes.

“I don’t think it matters now, doll,” the unknown chuckles softly. “You have a pretty cute voice by the way.”

You scoff at their comment, finding this amusing how they tried to flirt with you. “Uh, thanks. But I’m kinda busy with something right now like watching a movie.”

“Is that so?” the stranger pauses briefly before continuing to speak. “What kind of movie?”

You hum softly and tilt your head slightly towards the TV, trying to remember what you watched. “It’s Halloween, so I’m definitely watching scary one.”

You can hear the voice of an unknown person laughing softly at your sarcastic response.

“You’re must be really brave little one to watch this movies all alone at night, huh?” the person asks. “So what’s your favourite scary movie, pretty?”

You yawn in the first half of the person’s sentence and don’t really paid attention to their words, stretching slightly, trying wake up fully and concentrate on the dialogue again, taking the cassette, reading the title of the film. “Uh…Saw, I think?”

“Good choice, this one was so bloody,” you hear their cheering. “So, you have a boyfriend?”

A slight smile appears on your face and you rise from the couch, walking towards the kitchen, still holding the phone in your hands.

“No, I don’t have one,” you answer, playing with a strand of your hair. “Why, you wanna ask me on a date?”

“Maybe I want,” they say and you sighs softly at their attempts. “But you still didn’t told me your name, love.”

“Why do you need to know my name?” you ask nonchalantly as you pop a bag of popcorn into the microwave.

“Because I want to know at who I’m looking right now.”

You freeze in place. It could have been a simple prank in an attempt to make you scared, but still, it really worked on you. “What did you say?”

“I said that I really want to know with who I’m talking-”

Lila doesn’t have time to finish and you immediately end the phone call, which makes her almost break the device she is holding in her hands.

“Damnit!” she swears, sighing loudly in displeasure. “This time was so damn close!”

Lila’s complaints makes Five smile smugly to himself and that only irritates her more. Five leans against the wall with his shoulder as if he was already know how this would end up.

“Don’t smile like that, you little shit,” she grumbles, trying to call you again and again, but you seem to just ignore her attempts.

“Congratulations, Lila,” he shrugs carelessly. “You screwed up again.”

Five will at first be someone you hardly notice when he does his job. Some idiot bothers you? Disappeared. Are you bullied at school? They are all gone. Is someone too close to you and you show genuine interest in them? I’m sorry, but they won’t call you back after the date. Don’t worry, you can cry in the shoulder to your best friends like Lila or Five who will be always here for you. Huh, what a coincidence…

I think Lila will often act as the one to make the calls, as she seems to be the only one who is successful in this and can hold a dialogue with you for more than a couple of minutes. Unlike Number Five. But he really wants to try talking to you. He craves it and he wants to prove that he can make the calls just as well as the dirty work like killing. He would use this as opportunity to tell you everything that he wouldn’t tell you if he was in front of you right now and you would know the real identity of the person who is always calling you so late. But he really just melts because of your sweet voice and he can listen to it for hours while you tell him about your day or plans for the future, Five is a serious and professional man who does his job perfectly. He knows that he has his own work and it needs to be done even though he really wants to forget it all and rest for some time.

“Stop calling me, you weirdo,” you say tiredly.

“Don’t even dare to hang up on me,” 5 warns you, but you immediately end the call despite his words.

As soon as you end up the call, Five, on the other side, closes his eyes and sighs, trying to calm down, them he calls you again. You barely had time to go to bed when you heard the melody of your phone and you had to pick up the device again. You really wanted like to yell at the person who was bothering you, but you are immediately interrupted.

“No, you listen here. Hang up on me and I’ll gut you like a fish, do you understand me?” he threatens you and the tone of his voice makes you tremble. “Now, do you think you can handle that for me, dear?”

I don`t think that any of them would go to kill some person in front of you. Firstly, they don’t want to hurt you, they go too far just by harassing you with calls, but it’s more of a warning, like “don’t go with that guy because he’s not good enough for you” or “you should stay at home tonight and don’t go to that party”. Yes, Ghostface most often calls victims to scare them and then kill them, but they will never touch you. And I also don’t think that they will harm any of your family or just your friends, only those who can potentially / already harm you, otherwise they warn you about it. You really should listen to those scary people that call you or be more attentive when you look out the window and notice a mysterious figure in a black costume in your backyard with those silly scream mask. you have two pairs of eyes that follow you everywhere and they can clearly see more than you so keep it in mind. but yeah, I think Lila sometimes really can just make some calls to you just for fun so Five need to bonk her time to time to remind her job.

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buffysummers · 1 year

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Okay, so not to be a hater, but I just need to go on a little rant.

I’ve been rewatching Gilmore Girls (shocking, I know!) and every time I rewatch this show, the more irritated I become with Lorelai. So much of her parenting is a red flag to me. I’m only on 2.16, but I have a list so here it is:

Inviting Dean to their movie night once she finds out that Rory and Dean kissed. I’m sorry, but WHAT? This is a perfect example of Lorelai not being able to maintain the balance of mother/friend. She seems to forget here that she is, in fact, Rory’s mom and not simply her best friend, so she crosses a major boundary. In what world would a daughter want to have her first date with the guy she likes... with her mom there? Lorelai was really struggling and upset that Rory didn’t tell her about the kiss, so she completely overcompensates here. She’s trying so hard to act like she’s okay with it that she behaves in such a bizarre and erratic way.

Completely freaking out on Rory for staying out all night. I know this situation was majorly heightened because Emily happened to be there, but there’s no excuse for Lorelai’s reaction. She just automatically makes the assumption that because Rory was out all night that she must have been having sex. As Rory points out to her, she should know her better than that. Saying she’s going on the pill etc! Lorelai continues to stigmatize sex here. I know that she was worried, any mother would be if her child didn’t come home. But she spent most of the time lecturing Rory about sex.

Getting mad at Rory for asking Emily for help with their termite issue. Yes, Lorelai should be able to figure things out on her own, but once again, the lines between mother/friend are blurred here. She says to Rory that she is the parent and she needs to be the one taking charge and making the calls, but can we blame Rory for forgetting that they aren’t equals? Especially when Lorelai is being so immature about this. Like, she’s too proud to ask her parents for help? Most people would kill to be as privileged as Lorelai in this situation. A lot of people can’t turn to their parents when they need help. It’s just frustrating when Lorelai acts like she’s poor sometimes/etc when like girl you are not lol.

The whole basket thing with Jess. Her siding with Dean simply because she doesn’t like Jess. This woman is so petty I can’t lol. There’s nothing wrong with Rory keeping her word, and she’s also allowed to have other friends. She got pizza and went to the bookstore with Jess? Alert the police!!!

This is less about parenting and more about Lorelai just being... completely embarrassing so I’m not adding it to the list. But Lorelai is quite literally beefing and fighting with a teenager, aka Jess. I will never get over how pathetic and weird she is about him. She just yelled at him and said that Rory is “madly in love with Dean” I’m sorry but WHO talks about their 16-year-old daughter’s relationship like this?? It’s fucking weird!!!

Not to mention she never even gave Jess a fair chance. He called her out on her feelings on Luke (in a crass way, but come on... he’s 17 lol) and she blows up on him? She basically has a temper tantrum and this tantrum has yet to end. Not to mention she’s pretty patronizing to Luke about how he’s handling Jess when at least he talks to Jess and doesn’t bicker with him 24/7??? It’s just so weird and the fact that she never, ever treats Jess fairly. Even in “A Year in the Life” she’s still super fucking petty like this woman is a child I’m sorry.

I love her but she is a whiny baby and not a good mother... It’s crazy because growing up I wished I could be close to my mom like Rory is... But actually their dynamic is not only unrealistic (we all knew this already ofc) but also just not good for Rory at all???

Ok rant over sorry y’all jsdgsdg

#gilmore girls #anti lorelai gilmore #rambles

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bluenightcomedies · 5 months

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uuuugh i keep procrastinating cuz i wanna make new refs n' arts n' all for us all but art slow so fuggit placeholder pinned abt the system better pinned with comm details, other accs, etc later :3 will reopen for commissions once arty verifies me! as a whole we're legally deaf and disabled! we can all draw but have diff styles/preferences :3 body is 30 (eugh i don't like admitting that) so am adult BUT we don't wanna be involved in nsfw art so pls respect that⭐ We can't get a formal diagnosis due to various real life issues, so we're not going to claim any particular diagnosis, but we can't exactly ignore the symptoms and stay masked forever. We're going to stay out of syscourse as much as possible, of course. 🌙 each alter has an assigned emoji so ppl can tell us apart easier if needed, use em as our tags too (when we remember) note- using they/them for any of us fine too!⭐

(doesn't include alters that rarely or never front) ⭐star emoji = Blue! she/her pls~ guess i'm the honorary host cuz i front most. uhhh... nothing rly too fancy i can say abt myself, i'm p affectionate and love y2k art and hanging out, i try to be as nice as i can >w< my art's usually sketchbooky, with thin lines and soft colors/shading!

💠this blue gem/flower emoji is Azure! she/her, she's kinda new to the system. looks n' acts a lot like me but uh... more childish i guess? very silly, very 'cringe culture is dead'. loves to rp, say silly things, n' cling to people. hyperfixates on Dot Hack (RIP) her art looks like mspaint x3 🌙 (Writing for myself since I'm available.) The name's Lune, hence moon emoji, and I use she/her pronouns as well. Formerly "Starry" but people kept confusing me with Blue due to her star symbolism. Used to be the designated mask, I'm glad I don't have to do that anymore... Sometimes I re-mask out of habit so if something sounds like me but wasn't marked as an alter, it probably is me. I have a flat tone and chronic paranoid anxiety so uh... Let me know if I come across as rude, I usually don't mean to. I enjoy doing research and organizing information, so I'm often the one to fact-check things or find guides and how-to's for the system. My art's very bold and colorful, and friends describe it as 'angular'. Clashes with my personality, huh? 🗝️key emoji = Sylverwynd! he uses he/him! he's super laid back and chill, i've never seen him upset or anything, but he's rly long-winded talks... kinda poet-y? he loves reading and talking abt lore and myths so he'll pop in if ur talking abt something he likes or if he has trivia 2 share! fave genres r horror n' fantasy he's still experimenting w/ style but likes drawing rly soft

❌cross emoji= Laceburner! it/its or they/them pronouns! tbh i'm not used to it/its pronouns but Lace wanted em; it's very uh... emotionally empty i guess? aroace, agender, can't socialize or empathize v well. it usually fronts when the rest of us are tired or in pain cuz it just ignores all that. likes 2000's scenemo aesthetics though which is surprising but ye idk how to describe its style, but it's trying to mimic emo art n' likes bright colored lines with dark bg/colors 🗡️the dagger is Kal! he/him pronouns, he gets angry and stressed abt things really easy but he gets too hostile abt it so he tries to not front too much; need to find him a way to de-stress n' chill out... when he's not mad at smth he's a good sympathetic listener imo, still swears and talks all rough tho hasn't drawn much yet but does rly harsh lines and fast/messy sketches when he does (and gets riled up by mistakes =w=;)

❤️heart is Weiss! genderfluid, goes by any pronouns, usually uses whatever they like at the time x3 has a hard time fronting but tries to. flirty, loves dumb jokes, overly confident... (we worry they'd get us in trouble sometimes cuz the shit they want to say) loves demon and monster-related stuff! still experimental style but uses bold colors and thick rough lines a lot, may get suggestive (forbidden from outright nsfw, don't ask >:c) btw ur always welcome to direct asks @ someone specific >w< we just might take a while to respond

#pinned post #pinned intro #plural artist #furry artist #system stuff

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truedairship · 8 days

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*makes my own camp in your askbox*

Helen/Nikola headcanons and since you said you went on a dive through Ranna, any Ranna headcanons as well, please. 😁 (If you have nothing for Ranna, pick any character you want!)

*scrambles to get some pillows and the biggest teacups I can find*

Helen/Nikola:

I talked a little bit about Nikola spending part of his 60 years in hiding with time!Helen here. That is a big, complicated one though, and putting my thoughts into words is difficult at the best of times😂 (as proven below). But ask and ye shall receive:

General Teslen ones though…

Okay so it is canon that Helen enjoys Nikola causing trouble (“well that’s what makes him so interesting”, Trail of Blood). I think that she (both in the past and post S4) sometimes is aware of what he’s doing/that he’s doing something stupid, but waits until it actually crosses her path before interfering because she enjoys disrupting his plans at the best (worst) moment.

They both know that they’re not meant to have a “normal” relationship. Especially with how restless Nikola is. And Helen isn’t exactly the most domestic person either. Therefore, they won’t even try (as of yet at least) because they don’t want to ruin the relationship they have, attempted murder among friends included.

They have slept with each other on several occasions in the past.

IF they were to marry post S4/if they talk about it, I like to think that Nikola would be more willing to take her last name, or they’d use double ones.

They have never been Will they, Won’t they? but rather when will they and when won’t they. Because⬇️

They enjoy racking up the tension between them as high as they can as a game, only see how far they can go before actually colliding. (and frankly, some friendships are simply more fun with tangible sexual tension)

Although they’ve never actually discussed them, they are fully aware of each other’s limits. Nikola knows how much he can flirt with/annoy Helen without crossing the line, and immediately backs off if he comes too close (as proven when they’re in her bedroom in Animus). Likewise, Helen knows how to and how harshly she can rebuff him without him actually being hurt. Even if it doesn’t make sense to anyone else, they know where the lines are drawn. (Muddy explanation, sorry!)

On that note, I don’t think Nikola actually considered Cabal stronghold = Ashley might have been there in Trail of Blood. The face he makes when Helen mentions her feels very much like oh shoot I screwed up big time.

Continuing, Nikola’s over the top innuendo and flirting is less him actually wanting to get into her pants (obviously he wants to, but he knows that’s not really how to get there, see point three), and more just to annoy her and make her squirm (similar to how I enjoy horrifying my city-raised friends with weird horse-/general animal facts). Consensual bothering I suppose? He often does it just to make her smile, even if it’s from exasperation.

On that note, the scene with Abby’s zipper or whatever in her first(?) episode makes me see red because whyyy. That is never fun. (I would’ve loved it if it had it been Helen because they know each other and it would’ve been such a them thing but here it’s just- ugh. No.)

This is getting long but since you did ask

*realises worriedly that I should probably rewatch some sanctuary because wait what is actually canon and what is just my mad rambles when it comes to Ranna*

Ranna:

Helen overpowering and grabbing the gun-thing from Fallon followed by her accurately deducting what’s actually going on was the moment Ranna went all 🤩 and joined the Worship Helen Magnus club

In order to keep her position and everything, Ranna is very much cool, collected, detached, yada yada. Seeing Helen all fiery and very much openly caring for her crew (because that’s how she acted in Pax Romana) inspired her a lot and was part of the reason as to why she sent the coded message in Metamorphosis. (Connected to your point about her being 40-ish because I think meeting Helen made her rethink a lot of stuff)

Gregory has told Ranna about Helen, but what I like is that aside from the small meeting in S1, he hasn’t met Helen since what? 1909? Victorian era single father, combined with the general parents thinking their children are innocent thing… I mean Helen has changed quite a bit since then. Back to point one. Ranna realises Gregory’s stories don’t even begin to cover just what a powerhouse Helen is.

#this is probably not very comprehensible but oh well #fair warning. this was all written in one go and is not proofread #misuse of sentence structure is a character trait at this point #thank you for the ask!#sanctuary

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suffarustuffaru · 10 months

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please tell me the otto and reinhard rare pair analysis

HAH thank you for asking because your ask is finally pushing me to finish that analysis 🙏 ok lets get into it… this is. a very long analysis!!

so firstly—the suwens and astreas have briefly crossed paths before. i cant 100% go into detail because i still havent finished the wilhelm and theresia centric ex novels, but rezero wiki says this about ottos grandfather (yaktol):

(veltol and tishua are theresias parents btw)

theres also the fact that the suwens’ hometown is picoutatte, which is historically where stride vollachia caused A Shit Ton of chaos that the astreas and wilhelm had to fight back against. wilhelm and kurgan (someone close to stride) dueled there, and then theres the fact that stride not too long after that summons a dragon in picoutatte using the sacrifices of twenty Divine Protection holders T^T on top of causing a shit ton of other deaths as well!! so like—yes suwens and astreas have kind of sort of briefly crossed paths apart from the suwens definitely knowing the astreas because the astreas are Famous.

ok now moving on to otto and reinhard specifically—they parallel in a lot of ways, and the first way is their families. the suwens are an established and decently well known merchant family based in picoutatte, known as the commercial city. the astreas, of course, are well known for the sword saint line and are very much a warrior family. the roles and career paths otto and reinhard go down follow in their family’s footsteps Exactly, but of course the key difference is that otto has a loving family.

the thing with ottos divine protection is that it wouldve been Extremely easy for him to go insane with it, and iirc there Have been other people than otto to get his divine protection and then Go Insane, so theres a sense that otto turning out mostly alright is a Rarity. and i think that makes sense, because a dp where your senses are Constantly Overwhelmed from birth because of all the constant noise from animals? like otto is right in saying thats literal hell. and thats not to mention that sometimes animals and nature are Brutal, so little kid otto is taking in All of this. but i think otto in large part turned out alright because of his family. they were patient and loving with him and his parents took him to every doctor they could in order to figure out what was bothering otto. his older brother oslo eventually taught him to read and write and Communicate and like—i think its SO telling that oslo and oslo and otto’s parents START CRYING when otto starts communicating by writing down “thank you for everything” to them. like they care for otto and this is such a Huge Milestone on top of those sweet words after otto hasnt been able to respond to any of them, so Of Course the other suwens get emotional. and in general otto being Plagued with bad luck and getting into All Sorts of Trouble, including being chased out of his own hometown by assassins, is like. the suwens are again patient and loving with otto and try to help him out the best they can (such as when they got him merchant connections after he left his hometown so he could be a traveling merchant). theres also frufoo, ottos ground dragon (whos BASICALLY family to him, given how much she acts like a grandma and how close they are), who was most likely acquired by ottos family since iirc ottos known her since he was a kid!! and then otto also Chooses to become a merchant like most of his family. ottos younger brother regin becomes a vet (which is a decision inspired by otto because regin grew to love animals because of otto!!), so otto Really was not required to become a merchant. but he chose to Anyway because thats his passion and thats where his skills lie in.

and in regards to reinhard, well. ok we all know how awful his family gets towards him, but similar to otto—reinhard is born with divine protections. Many of them. and they all affect how he sees and experiences the world, similar to otto, but to a more Extreme extent in ways different to otto. like reinhard in that sense Isnt unlucky like otto is. i mean ottos luck had him in situations like nearly drowning as a baby or falling down stairs (implying that otto mightve been one of those kids that gets scrapes and bruises everywhere bc he keeps getting into shenanigans akdndn). but reinhard because of his dps has basically No Normal Experience. like he doesnt get sick. he doesnt get physically hurt in a lot of ways. etc etc. reinhard also has the ability to get ottos exact dp if reinhard ever gets into a situation where he specifically needs it. but reinhard of course doesnt have a choice in so much of this. otto of course didnt choose to be born with his dp, but he learns to function with his dp and use it to his advantage (including making animal friends!! like frufoo!!) with the help of his family. reinhard is. well because of his family situation and DP situation hes been Almost entirely on his own his whole life. and reinhard IS on his own because of how. special. he is. that and he of course has Zero say in whether he wants to be the sword saint or not. the world has decided that for him and he Has to do it. theres no choice there. otto and reinhard both have the legacy of their families behind them, but otto embraces it and reinhard is Forced into it. reinhard Suffers because of his familys legacy. meanwhile, the reason why otto manages to go on with his life as a mostly hopeful person is Because of his familys love!!

additionally, reinhard and otto grew up lonely. like reinhard only makes his first friend, julius, when reinhards fourteen. and ottos first Human friend is subaru, when ottos like twenty!! otto of course struggled to make human friends as a kid because he was behind in his social development and also accidentally did shit like Summon a whole Swarm of Insects into his town, so no duh otto didnt make human friends T^T for otto and reinhard its hard to make human connections when your dps make you So Different from the people around you!! how do you connect with others then? except ottos dp is in of itself About connection. his dp is entirely based on the ability to communicate—with animals, yes, but we see him make all kinds of animal friends throughout his life. again, frufoo’s his lifelong ground dragon companion, and otto often calls on the help of animals (who CHOOSE to help him). so otto wasnt Entirely lonely, especially when he had his family, hence why he very much did not turn out Super depressed as a teen and adult. reinhard of course was Very Lonely. on the other hand.

that, and i think it cant be denied that reinhard and ottos later connections to subaru are in some way Special to them. subaru was the one person who had no idea what the astreas and sword saints are and just saw reinhard For reinhard, which reinhard probably latches onto a bit, especially given the fact that reinhard just claims subaru as a best friend when the two havent even interacted that much in the main route? when you factor in reinhard if from lost in memories, subaru being special to reinhard gets clearer too—reinhard in that route just constantly comes to subarus aid EVEN IF subaru doesnt even call him. reinhard basically acts like a puppy eagerly following you and wagging its tail, and subaru is special because of his Particular attitude of being so Loud and Bold. which is also what draws otto to subaru!! otto specifically was captured by the witch cult and subarus decisions in main route lead to him being saved, and then later otto notes that from the moment hes met subaru, subaru acts like theyve always been close friends—which of course endears otto to subaru. to the point where otto RISKS HIS LIFE in sanctuary helping subaru and then he chooses to follow subaru into emilia camp. i think that the thing with reinsuba vs ottosuba is that reinhard wants friends and to be Equal and close to someone so badly, while otto was pretty decently content being a traveling merchant for years with just frufoo at his side. subaru, like many other people, looks Up to reinhard… but theyre not exactly equals because of reinhards status and power and reinhard is painfully aware of that. otto and subaru on the other hand are arguably the closest to being equals out of everyone, i think—in status and power levels and intellect and the roles they play in their camp. and by arc 5, reinhard is aware of otto of course being the emilia camps internal affairs minister and also being a close friend to subaru—and speaking of the reinhard-otto rarepair, i do think reinhard might even be a little bit jealous, if you really want to go that route. otto is a close friend and Equal to subaru. reinhard wants that so badly because no matter how much he registers his friends as his equals, his friends dont usually tend to see Him as an equal. and to otto, subaru is HIS closest friend!!

also speaking of arc 5. OTTO is the one that breaks up the hostage situation with felt and heinkel and reinhard. and because otto broke up that situation somehow, reinhard was able to finally join the fight in arc 5. theres an otto side story where felt and reinhard take the time to thank otto for this too, but like. can you imagine being otto and walking in on heinkel holding felt and reinhard hostage….. thatd be so incredibly awkward…… but anyway!! i think it is so horrible and funny in the context of reinhard-otto wkdndnd. otto is the one person who saw that shit happening and helped reinhard and felt out there hah.

but also speaking of arc 5. otto chooses to pick up roswaal’s burnt book of wisdom and otto decides to RESTORE it. otto bringing that damn book to priestella is also what helps draw the sin archbishops to the city??? and the reason why otto does this is because he doesnt trust roswaal and otto wants to restore the book just to read it and then destroy it so no one else gets to that info. and otto keeps the fact that he has the book secret for A WHOLE YEAR. otto has a habit of doing shit like this—doing things that HE thinks is best with barely any regard for anyone else—which reinhard cant afford to do. reinhards the sword saint and hes under the control of the kingdom and he Has to follow orders. meanwhile otto gets leeway because hes 1. very much a normal guy in comparison and 2. because hes “Normal”, hes hidden in the background both literally and Narratively and so he can just do shit like keep the book of wisdom just for his own reasons. Without As Much Personal Consequence. like reinhard does what he thinks is best too, but he cant afford to Not think of others bc his inherent power (and also family trauma…. and being brainwashed by the kingdom…) makes him painfully aware that the consequences of his actions are going to be significantly High if he fucks up. and quite frankly ottos morality is like. he has the morality of a chocolate eclair and im only half joking. well, more specifically, otto follows and treasures merchant ideals—which MAKES SENSE bc he Is a merchant from a merchant family—but he also denies knightly ideals. like with a Passion. otto doesnt see the point in living for ideals and then going out of your way to help others at a Detriment to yourself. like otto is very transactional that way—there has to be a benefit of some kind to him. if youre kind to him, he’ll repay you. if youre cruel, he’ll Also repay you in some way. and then on the other hand. you have reinhard. reinhard’s EVERYTHING is all about knightly ideals. he is THE pinnacle of knightly ideals. he HAS to try and save everyone even if its a detriment to himself and he doesnt even Register it as a detriment to himself because this is just his duty and his purpose. all this shit that otto does with the book of wisdom and then later otto’s Everything in arc 8 with how he supports the idea of just going back to lugunica and letting all 50 million Vollachian citizens figure their shit out by themselves—reinhard WOULD NOT agree. at all. otto chooses like the ten people he cares about the most and decides very pragmatically that everyone else is Less Important. and yeah of course reinhard has people he cares about More, but reinhard 1000% WILL go out of his way to help others. reinhard WILL try to help his family even though theyre shitty to him. meanwhile, if youre shitty to otto, hes either gonna say fuck you and leave (see: greed if) or hes gonna find a way to fight back against you. like unless hes held captive in some way with no hope of freedom (or if youre emilia camp and he Cares about you and knows you also care about him), hes not gonna take poor treatment without at least a Bit of a fight (and even if youre emilia camp, otto WILL complain the ENTIRE TIME and will not shut up <3). reinhard though? yeah emotionally hes gonna fold like a wet blanket the moment youre even Remotely mean to him.

but like adding onto the idea that reinhard would not Approve of otto….. OTTOS AN ALCOHOLIC. LIKE. like theres no question about it, otto canonically drinks when hes stressed out and the others call it his “drinking time” 😭😭😭👍👍 like ottos anxiety is out of wack (his stomach apparently hurts + theres the implication hes lost weight from stress wkdndnd) and im 100% sure he self medicates with alcohol. so like i Imagine the moment reinhard gets to know otto on a deeper level then reinhard is not gonna be happy about Any of the above info (ottos alcoholism + chocolate eclair morality). reinhards gonna be like “wtf otto :((( :<<<“. like hilariously speaking i think reinhards gonna give more shit to otto than heinkel akdndnd like otto is CLOSE to subaru and i think reinhard after being helped by otto especially is also like haha otto seems alright!! and then the moment reinhard learns more about otto its gonna be like. words cannot describe it let me find a reaction picture.

there.

BECAUSE LIKE i think reinhard would trust otto a bit like in the sense that yeah otto is trusted by subaru!!! otto aided in the siege of priestella!! otto helped reinhard and felt!!!! and then otto turns around and does Questionable things and reinhards like “noooooo wtf is this :((((“. its like a weird mini betrayal HAH, is how i imagine reinhard/otto as a rare pair. like i think theyre gonna BUTT HEADS. the idea of otto being one of the only people reinhard comes close to disliking is Hilarious to me. like of course reinhard isnt gonna give heinkel shit bc reinhard is 1. brainwashed into thinking everything is his fault and 2. thats his dad. reinhard sees otto though and reinhards like WHY ARE YOU LIKE THAT :<<<< YOURE LIKE THE BAD PARTS OF MY DAD. and then like subaru and felt are like the good parts of his dad. bold and passionate. otto meanwhile is Petty As Hell, complains a lot, and is an alcoholic akdndnd which is Also like reinhards dad. rip reinhard. otto is the functional alcoholic foil to heinkel ig 😭👍

meanwhile ottos thoughts on reinhard are like—theres a wariness and intimidation i think, because YEAH reinhards the sword saint and otto of course knows that, but im pretty sure otto just thinks reinhard Is a wet blanket after walking in on the felt-heinkel-reinhard hostage situation. and then otto heard reinhard blaming himself for that afterwards. like otto Pities reinhard for the shit reinhard has to deal with, i think, and on a deeper level i think otto could be weirdly endeared to reinhard. i mean otto already cares about One stupid hero complex knight (subaru) and otto Already cares about another stupid hero complex person too (garfiel) (also emilia <3 who has a lot of parallels to reinhard anyway!!). ottos gonna be like god reinhards so fucking stupid. i cant Exactly leave him alone…. like we see otto having sympathy for emilia before he even meets and gets to know her, so i think itd be similar with reinhard. otto would get that reinhard doesnt Exactly have a lot of agency, and of course astrea family drama Is Loud As Hell so otto has pity for reinhard of course. otto with his healthy familial relationships is like WOW that sucks. so like i think the rein-otto dynamic is reinhard being like “ew otto :<<“ and being Perhaps a bit passive aggressive while ottos like “GOD hes just like my entire camp!!!! stupid and naive!!!!!!! i cant NOT leave him alone actually!!!!”. which is fucking hilarious to me akdndndnd

and. lastly. prophecy of the throne shows a more in depth look at reinhard and otto meeting each other in one scene—of course those versions of reinhard and otto are slightly different because prophecy of the throne is AU arc 3, but like i think its interesting to factor in bc its reinotto crumbs!!! like reinhard is like “oh subaru whos this? :o” and ottos like panicking and freaking out hes like “WHAT?? WAAAA ITS THE SWORD SAINT?? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE CALM RN???” bc hes literally meeting a celebrity rn and subaru did not tell him shit and reinhards like “haha if youre friends with subaru you can just call me reinhard 😅” like the reinotto meeting is the most awkward funny shit of all time wkdndnd. so im sure the rest of their dynamic is gonna be awkward and messy 👍👍 and if reinhard ever gets ottos dp too, they can go and awkwardly hold hands and go out squeaking at animals together LMAO. theyre both so cringe fail that their dynamic is gonna be the most cringe thing youve ever seen 😭😭

and adding onto my hypothetical breakups tier list post. yes i do think they would try to pretend nothing happened. reinhard manages bc his whole thing is that he seems unfazed by things (is actually Not Unfazed). ottos whole thing is that he seems like a crybaby, is a crybaby (without actually crying that much), but is also decidedly Secretly Insane the more you look into him bc of how he Literally and Narratively hides in the background a lot, so ottos just gonna be getting drunk and then blabbing about reinhard to everyone who comes near him akdndndn. otto and reinhard are both Emotionally Messes when they dont seem like theyre as messy as others but theyre MESSY!!! theyre gonna be messy!!! im not sure how reinotto would ever start but like you could shove them into shenanigans together and they could get up to the Stupidest shit and thats how they grow a Weird Relationship out of it wjdndn. otto being otto is probably also like “this is GOOD politically bc cultivating a good relationship with felt camp and the sword saint is very important!!” while reinhard is head empty and going “ah yes otto 🙂 subarus other friend!!”. and i would Love to explore more of what their dybamic would be, yes.

#rezero #otto suwen #reinhard van astrea #ask #ty for the ask!!!!! if anyone reads this i hope youve been converted into liking reinotto… <333 #what would even be reinhard and ottos ship name…… i kept using reinotto bc it was convenient…#i think theyd be so fun though. romantic or platonic HAH.

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monstrouslyobsessed · 8 months

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some of these are SUPER old, gomen, so it'll be all under the cut for yall sanity. i really need to start answering more timely rip

tw: mild implications of noncon (cerelos), psychological mindfucks (cerelos), mentions of pregnancy (dol)

Oh, I can wait for your content as long as it takes! Creating is not an easy task, so take your time, dear. Ofc, posting everyday is cool, blah-blah, but your health and mental state is much more important. Don't worry about this <3 And talking about DoL, did you get to Ivory Wraith already? Who is your faves generally? —anonymous

did i not answer this before??? tumblr, please. anyway, ye i did! plotwise, very very fascinating. gameplay wise, annoying as heck when i was in middle of things i was working towards to lol i do wish ivory wraith's plot wouldn't be centered around weird anal/ear/whatever pregnancy tho, thats…kinda not my thing kdshkds--and thats coming from someone who writes preg on the regular. pls dev.

Ahhhh don't feel bad! Ur content is top-tier and u r a lovely perfect bun! Even quick look on your post is enough to feel that you're always working hard to give your best – it's we who should be thankful for all food u r giving </3

A lot lot lot of love to ya, dear 🥰 @iwanthistongue

dawww thank you dear <3333 i just wish i have it in me to be the super productive like some of the epic writers on this platform, but i dont dsklhdsl so all i can do is to do my best and provide every so often <3 also sorry that i cant seem to ping you???

Omg you're into dol? Who's your favorite character so far? —anonymous

eden, tbh! i ran into a scenario where they kidnapped me angry after being gone for too long. oof, what happened after that…wheeoooow but most of the characters are pretty dang good too!! i'd like to focus more love on kylar but theyre quite...annoying gameplay wise so…augh lol

i crave more beastfolk content 🤤 maybe something with a male reader dealing with a few yandere beastfolk who are trying to one-up each other and compete for him? male!yandere x male!reader content is a bit hard to find, especially if it's transmale!reader —anonymous

just send in an ask and i'll see what i can do! i found writing male readers (be it cis or not!) a little tricky sometimes, because i always feared crossing that…bad line, yanno? in spite of the contents i write.

that said, i'm all for writing more gays, just need a little nudge and sparks to write one~

have you heard of scp 401? —anonymous

…huh, this is a pron in the making. but no! this is the first ive heard of it. im aware of scp and knew some of its characters but not this one!!

Happy bday! I hope you got yourself a nice treat! —anonymous Happy birthday, dear! 🥳—anonymous Happy (i guess)late birthday, luv!!! Thank you for writing at this special day, hope your day was amazing <3 —anonymous

ohhhh this is months late;;; im so sorry but thank you all so much for your kind bday wishes!! ily all a bunch!!!

OMG YESSSS LORE!!! MORE MORE MORE <333 Thank you for the food, I can't stop re-reading 😭😭😭 —anonymous

ye~i mainly wanted to do more centaur pron tbh LOL glad you liked my nasty bois!

For a few days I had a thought- I hope it's ok to share ahaha- Okay, so – after getting in his grasp his future bride were acting so, so good. Her dedication is admirable, she's a quick learner and charismatic enough to get the liking of the teachers and maids. Her gentle and caring nature shows while she's communicating with others – no surprise everyone likes her. She's the same she was the day he met her... But the thing is, after all of this, she's absolutely terrified of Cerelos. She's not crying and wailing, but she's getting so quiet, so uncomfortable in his company, she always hiding her eyes and never tries to speak first – and she trembles so, so bad every time they're touching! Last time she even fainted from all nerves. How he may act and how mad he would be that servants getting more smiles and laughs than him? —anonymous

hmmm depends on why the darling is frightened tbh are they always afraid or is this started after cerelos took them the first time? i do imagine he'd be pretty upset and even offended, though he won't outwardly show his feelings. he'd probably start ordering the servants to disappear whenever the darling is in sight, be invisible, to further isolate them, to force them either to face their loneliness and/or accept cerelos as their emperor and husband. since humans are in nature social, they'd naturally long for some form of company and possibly some skin to skin contact.

in short, since the coecrced sex doesn't seem to do enough, cerelos would've likely infict some psychological damages on his darling to force them to accept him. he wouldn't be…physically abusive, no, but he will emotionally and mentally cripple his darling without relying on cruel words and uses some amount of gaslighting.

regardless, you will only have him and you will love him. he is, after all, your emperor and husband. why wouldn't you embrace him and his power?

Hi! I hope this is okay to ask: I saw one of your slightly older asks, and you mentioned you have a draft with a slime monster. I'm very curious about that one (but I also love your writing in general!), so I just wanted to ask you if you plan on finishing it —anonymous

.....sdhdflsk i thought i posted it, gosh dang it. well, i'll look into this later. if nothing else, it would be nice to go back and post my shitty 5 minutes thoughts again.

Hello how are you ? Hope you are doing well ❣️ I wanted to ask if you will continue or write anything similar like the rabbit hybrid fic ..it's my fav and i also like the ghost husband fic ..sorry if i made u uncomfortable👉👈...Have a nice day💖 —anonymous

i'm doing better!! <3 ty for checking in, luvvv

and after some waffling around, i considered since human/beastfolk hybrids are so rare and are considered the 'monsters' of their world (ig basically, considered as 'mythical', like yeti's and such, but actually does exist, kind of monsters), i figured it couldn't hurt to make these sad hybrids canon to my universe soooooooo ye i wouldn't mind doing more of them!! also i've done a crocodile hybrid one, if you've missed that one.

no, no, you're good! <3 loves getting asks like this~

the momster is back!!! we missed you, hope you’re having a good day <333 (p.s i am a monster fucker through and through, i will literally read and love anything you write mwah) @letskidaddle

daww youre so sweet!!! <3 ty!! monster fuckers united!!!! and yes you have a lovely day as well!!

whewwww, thats some asks to get through hhhh but man tumblr is so ugly. anyone know the fix to get it back to its simple self??

anyway, im slowly getting into the swing of things. got couple wips i can work on, maybe, and clear the inboxs for a fresh start (sorry to anyone who were waiting on certain things!! you can send them again tho!! a clean slate is needed imo). anyway, hope yall are doing wonderfully <3

#ghosts are curious.👻#☠️not writing...#anonymous #asked #answered

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stephiethewephie · 5 months

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Piper’s Relationship With Each Character: Part 2

Alright, Now it's time for Svanaclaw and Octavinelle! Part 1, Part 3, Part 4

Leona:

'LION MAN! MAN WITH FLUFFY LION EARS AND FLUFFY LION TAIL!' Pretty much what went through Piper's mind when she first saw him after stepping on his tail. While initially intimidated by him, after figuring him out, she became more confident in her ability to tame this lion.

Thank goodness Leona would never put his hands on a lady, but he acknowledges the bravery she has to face him and respects her for it. She's also one of the only people to show appreciation for Leona's efforts. She likes to make flower crowns for him and calls him, "your highness," when she is with him. Even when he keeps telling her to stop (he doesn't want her to stop).

Ruggie:

Not really that much to say about him. She thinks he's a very good acquaintance. She knows he can be chill sometimes. When he's not causing any trouble that is. She helps him with his chores whenever she isn't busy, which he greatly appreciates. Especially after all that happened with Leona at the tournament. She wants him to rest his arm. She also likes give him treats when he's done some good work!

Jack:

How is there a boy at this school that is EVEN FLUFFIER?! I swear whenever he's around, Piper has to fight the urge to pet him and say "Who's a good boy?" Anyways, both of them are pretty good friends.

She really appreciates all of the help that Jack has given her over Books 2 and 3. She tried to pay him back, but he hasn't offered anything. She just settled with giving him a few cactuses which she had to actually go to a dessert to get since she is broke.

Even if he doesn't admit it, he does care for her and sees her as an older sister. All in all, yes indeed a good boy to Piper.

Azul:

If only they haven't met when the boys were being idiots. And of course, it's in her nature to help out anyone she can. Even at her expense. When they first met, Azul thought she was so gullible and dumb the way she automatically agreed to the deal. So it definitely surprised him when she was able to be both kind enough to help her friends at all cost, but also was able to outsmart HIM! To him, it was impossible! But, she was able to do it! He can't lie and say he doesn't envy her for it. She even showed kindness to him multiple times even after everything. WHAT?!

She's pretty much the only one Azul can be truly honest too besides the twins. Not just because she is now able to tell when he is not being truthful, but she's pretty much the first person that he knows will not use it against him, at least he hopes.

Jade:

Also someone who she was intimidated by at first. Who wouldn't be? He and his twin are the size of the trees in the woods! And the way he speaks and acts is a bit unnerving! Doesn't mean she doesn't find him fascinating. Especially once she found out he was a merman. Being able to climb aboard him and ride his back certainly was a fun and interesting experience.

Her fascination for him grew once she found out about his mountain lovers club, which she of course joined. She put her guard down whenever she and him were in the mountains. Some would say that's an incredibly stupid and dangerous move, but she's pretty much too invested with her and Jade's adventures to care.

Two people who originally fought for custody rights soon became two nature nerds geeking out on their discoveries. Both happy to find someone who shares in their interest. They made MANY terrariums together! Jade ended up becoming one of Piper's closets friends. Much to the shock and concern of everyone around her.

Floyd:

THIS ONE ON THE OTHER HAND! While personal space is pretty much out of both of the tweels' vocabulary, Floyd is very much the one that crosses the line more often than naught. He finds every possible way to overstimulate her. Surprise hugs, getting too close, becoming loud all of a sudden. It's come to the point where even when she hears, "SHRIMPY!!!," she freezes up like a deer in headlights. Which, of course, Floyd finds hilarious.

One day, however, Piper became so overstimulated that she had a panic attack and broke down on the floor. This caused Floyd to not find her reactions amusing anymore (and maybe he felt a little guilty, who knows) and pretty much stopped his antics all together. He's... slowly learning how to respect her boundaries, and she appreciates that. She now thinks he’s a pretty chill guy. She doesn't mind the cute nickname, "shrimpy,” and thinks it’s pretty cute.

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isuckatwritingsobenice · 6 months

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I love your writing!! :3 may I request the Seduce Me boys with an actor S/O? ^^

Thank you so much!! I love this idea!!

Warnings: none, just fluff

Navigation!! / Masterlist!!!

James:

he's very understanding that your schedule is all over the place

he also knows that you want the relationship to be private, you tell him you don't want him to be a victim of the media and he agrees

though he knows press and publicity wouldn't bother him, he knows it clearly bothers you

You two spend time together when you aren't filming, and sometimes if you're on set and nearby, he'll visit you with food, which forces you to take a break

He really likes watching you on screen, he feels like you become a different person, he likes seeing the people you could be

really helpful when it comes to practicing your lines

he's surprisingly really good at acting, sometimes you joke he could be an actor too

Erick:

He was probably a fan before you two started dating

When he met you he tried really hard to keep his cool, and for the most part her did, pretty calm

but he did ask you out on the spot

thank the heavens he has good looks because you said yes

and now you two are happily dating :)

he likes helping you decide what rolls you do and don't take

he's also a drama queen, so he helps you practice your lines and go through scenes

helps a lot in hair and makeup, his critiques are always appreciated

your relationship is known to the public, but you both keep it as private as possible

he doesn't mind the publicity, as long as they don't cross boundaries and make you uncomfortable he's okay

you also model for his boutique ;)

Sam:

this man did not have a clue that you were famous

when you told him he thought you were pranking him

until he saw you on TV and was like oh shit she was serious

watches your movies over and over

he'll ask you to act out scenes in front of him

is just here for moral support

hates the paparazzi, he thinks they're annoying and rude

since he's a cop he tells them they'll get sued for trespassing on private property which usually works

he'll go with you to movie premiers and release parties, he thinks they're entertaining

Matthew:

you guys probably make tiktoks together

he's your biggest fan

dm'd you one day and didn't think you'd actually answer, but you did and now you two are together

he'll act out scenes with you, on and off set

he also watches your movies so much he'll quote your character regularly

heaven forbid you're in a movie that's a remake of a book he's read

he will be OVER THE MOON about it

overall just super supportive and really loves you

he's always there if you get too stressed and need a break

feels like the paparazzi is a bit annoying, but he knows they're only doing their jobs so he tries not to argue too much

he'll usually stop if you stop, sometimes you guys pose, sometimes you ask for space, depends on the day

Damien:

such a sweetheart

you were shooting outside for a movie, and a coffee truck was there, damien thought it was open to the public but when you asked if he was an extra he just said ' no, i'm human...'

cue you laughing your ass off, you thought it was the funniest thing in the world

it was also nice he didn't know who you were exactly

until he saw you put a wig on and was like 'oh you're that actress'

he tries not to make a big deal out of things

watches you act on set during his free time

he loves how immersed you get in your character and how well you can pull it off

feels like the paparazzi need to find new jobs :/, they make him anxious, he hates them

he'll bring little snacks and coffee to your trailer and help clean it up when filming is done for the day

#seduce me sam #seduce me otome #seduce me damien #seduce me james #seduce me #seduce me the otome x reader #seduce me sam x reader #seduce me james x reader #seduce me erick x reader #seduce me matthew x reader #seduce me damien x reader #isuckatwritingsobenice

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bobattef · 1 year

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Your saviour is here.

“Pull yourself together” you mutter quietly, wiping away the tears that have formed in your eyes.

You don’t mean to let your emotions get the better of you.

You’ve learnt to not show how upset or angry you can get with the way your life is at the moment.

But sometimes it gets too much.

You want to scream and shout your feelings of unhappiness to your fiancé but too many eyes are trained on you.

Watching and waiting for you to show them you aren’t good enough.

Good enough to be their Queen.

How did it come to this?

A question you’ve asked yourself countless of times before.

You were doing just fine back on earth, or Midgard as it’s called around here.

Finally finding a placement of your dreams alongside the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D after working so hard through college.

Fury, Hill, I wonder how they are doing. The rest of the Avengers…

Your memories flooding back to a few months ago.

But you did what you’ve always done.

Thinking with your heart rather than your head.

You fell, hard, for a gorgeous blonde man they call Thor.

You imagined a relationship with the god of thunder nothing like it has panned out.

He was thrilling, exciting, he would whisk you away to all corners of the globe.

Wining and dining you.

Making you fall asleep in his arms as he talked about the countless constellations of stars that you both laid underneath.

You never thought to yourself that you’d grow tired of him, of his antics.

He was gorgeous, he was a literal god of course! But that meant that there were others that were constantly after him.

Most of the women you crossed paths with pined for him.

Complimenting him on his recent noble actions or just bluntly telling him how beautiful he was.

They never cared for you, standing right next to your man as they threw their countless acts of flirtations at him.

And him, never once blocking their advances.

He loved it! Loved the attention.

And he grew tired of your constant moaning about it by the day.

You’ve had a fair few brawls in his honour.

Stupidly.

Which is why you’ve heard the whispers getting louder recently about how you’re not worthy of being his queen.

For they are crowning him as rightful King of Asgard come Sunday, as you take your vows to be his wife.

“Everything alright Miss Y/N?”

You hear the familiar sympathetic voice of Petra coming from the other side of the bathroom door.

She was always there to wipe your tears, hear you rant and rave about the other women practically throwing themselves at Thor and calming your angered self when you knew your future husband had once again crossed the line of loyalty in your relationship with another.

“Y…yes I’m fine Petra” you manage to say without sounding too shaky in your voice.

“I’ll be out in a moment” you tell your hand maid as she turns away from the door you’re leaned against, you hear the clicking of her heels disappear down the long corridor.

*sigh*

You let out a long breath, a depleted one as you glance at yourself in the long bathroom mirror in front of you.

Are you really going to just climb back into bed with that man that has made you upset yet again?!

You say to yourself.

When is it going to end?!

You walk over to the sink, splashing water over your face, the cold liquid mixing with your tears as you grab blindly a towel to dab them dry.

*Boom*

The sound of some fireworks startles you so much you drop the piece of fabric onto the ground.

Your eyes are still half closed, water stinging them slightly by mixing with your make up.

You try to feel around for another towel to no avail so choose instead to use the sleeve of your long dress.

Long streaks of gold, black and green smeared up the beautiful Asgardian fabric.

That’s going to give the haters something to talk about!

You chuckle to yourself as you walk over to the far side window.

You push the large pane of glass out further as you strain your neck to catch a glimpse of the light show that just scared you half to death.

You’re almost all the way out over the window ledge when you glance down at the small balcony that was attached.

Your brain doesn’t even have time to argue with itself about what you should do before you find yourself dropping your feet to land onto the marbled ledge.

What are you doing right now Y/N?!

You think to yourself as another firey rocket squeals its way up into the sky.

But again, it’s as if your brain and body aren’t connected as you start to walk along the length of the stone, dropping down another level onto the rooftop of one of the out houses that are attached and then onto the ground below.

I just need to clear my head!

You tell yourself as you walk towards the palace gardens.

The only light coming from the few moments a firework explodes into the sky above you.

You disappear through the trees and make your way down by the water, your favourite place.

The water has always calmed you.

Even back on Earth your favourite place to study was by the college ponds.

You settle yourself down on the rocks by the waters edge.

You’re not sure if this lake was man-made or it’s naturally a part of Asgard but it’s beautiful none the less.

You kick your shoes off, bringing the hem of your dress a little higher as you step into the water.

It only reaches the bottom of your calves but it is freezing.

You could walk a little further and be submerged but with the temperature the water is at right now, you’d die of hypothermia in minutes, you’re sure.

You close your eyes as you take in the calmness of the liquid pooling around you.

“Kind of an unusual time to go for a swim”

The voice from the darkness of the woods causes your eyes to fly open in panic, you spin on your heels, stumbling as you do and falling into the water with a loud splash.

“Fuck!!!” you cry out. It’s only shallow here where you landed but being sat in the freezing water, your dress is sodden.

“I’m so sorry” they try to hide their amusement at you sitting in the water but you can hear it on their voice “I didn’t mean to startle you Miss

Y/N”

You let out a frustrating sigh as you let the man pull you up out the water.

“Loki” you say with gritted teeth.

Gritted in annoyance and in coldness as the wet parts of your dress start to cling to your body.

“What in gods name are you doing out here?” The God of Mischief asks you.

But you don’t answer, you don’t have answer.

“Could ask you the same” you mumble as your teeth start to clatter against one another.

“My brother causing you grief again y/n” Loki says it in a manner of fact rather than a question crossing his arms as he does so.

You look at him.

His face slightly lit up by the reflection of the moon light on the water, just enough for you to see genuine concern on his face.

“You really going to marry him come Sunday??” He lets out an exasperated groan.

You stare up at him.

He’s much taller than you, almost everyone is here but how close he is standing with you means you have to look up at him through your lashes.

You can see his face change to a curious one as

his gaze drops from yours to the top of your dress.

Emerald green, his favourite colour on you.

The tops of your breasts are almost spilling out of the corset and he can see the goosebumps covering your skin even in this low light.

Something stirs inside you as you watch him look at you up and down like the way he is.

He brings a hand up, almost brushing your cheek with the back of it but instead he moves his fingers into a wave type move and suddenly your clothes are wet no longer.

It was almost like a shift from coldness to warmth as you looked down to check you weren’t losing your mind.

Yup, your clothes are definitely dry now!

“How did you??” you start to say but can almost hear his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“You Midgardian’s are always easy to please” he breathes out.

Your brow furrows at his words.

You’ve literally just jumped out a window after an argument with Thor and now his brother wants to make sarky comments at you.

Loki can see your facial expression switch to one of annoyance so quickly flashes you a cheeky grin.

Your feelings of anger start to melt away as he looks at you like he’s planning something.

“Oh y/n, I’m just messing with you”

His head is tilted slightly as his eye lids droop.

The slight lick of his lips by his tongue darting out of his mouth sends butterflies to the pit of your stomach.

What the??

It’s almost as if he’s sensing the same feeling as he closes the small gap in between you both, you can almost feel his chest heave against yours.

As he brings his hand up, stroking your cheek he repeats his words, this time a little more raspy.

“I’m…just messing..with..you”

Thats when it all happens at once.

A loud screech and boom of an exploding firework goes off above both your heads.

His hand moves from your cheek to the back of your neck, his other snakes around the tight fabric of your, now dry, dress and settles on your waist.

You feel his lips crash against yours, his tongue parting them, making room for him inside your mouth.

You haven’t been kissed this passionately for a long time, as you kiss him back feverishly the god of mischief is urgent, sloppy, you both even have a few clashes of teeth.

But you don’t care.

You’re in the moment as you let out a slight moan against his mouth, his grasp on you gets tighter, pulling you into him, he doesn’t want to let you go.

You don’t know how long you’re stood there, body’s both entwined with one another as your hands have found a place wrapped around the back of his neck, kissing deeper, drinking yourselves into each other.

Darkness falls over you both as the last firework of the light show disintegrates into tiny confettis of fire.

Loki pulls away from you, panting he rests his forehead against yours and closes his eyes.

He hadn’t realised just how much he needed this.

It was obvious he found you attractive, he laid eyes on you the same time Thor did when you first got introduced to the team back when but it was his brother that had you giggling and twirling your hair when he spoke to you.

He could never get a word in edgeways let alone anything else when his stupid brother was around you so instead, he settled for the quick glances or short conversations he had with you when you both worked for S.H.E.I.L.D back on Midgard.

He honestly didn’t see it coming when you agreed to moved to Asgard and start a life beside his brother.

Thor had always been a ladies man.

He knows he’ll never settle for one woman but he never voiced his concern.

He simply made sure he wasn’t around the palace when you both would fight or argue about everything.

It wasn’t his place.

“Well…I, er, I better get back to the palace” you tell the ground, not being able to hold the God of Mischief eye contact any longer as you catch your breath.

He looks up at you quickly, surprised at your sudden want to leave.

He was just getting started.

“I’m sure Thor cares deeply about your where abouts…” he snaps but instantly regrets his tone when he sees your eyes shut in pain at his words.

You can feel his eyes on you as you turn and start to walk back up towards the palace.

“Thank you for er, drying me off” you call back to Loki, not wanting to look at him.

He’s right. You know your fiancé probably hasn’t even noticed you’ve gone but his words still cut deep on you, just like a dagger of his.

***

You almost drag your feet as you walk up the long corridor to your bedroom.

The images of your interaction with Loki racing around your mind.

Should you have left him so abruptly?

You can still taste him on your lips, your cheeks heating at the thought of you and him.

You drop your head to the ground as you walk past a few guests that are lingering in the halls.

Most of those from tonight’s gathering have left the palace now, a few drunkards have found their bed for the night on the benches lined along the corridors whilst others are still trying to continue the party down into the halls.

You turn the huge door handle to your master suite.

Always taking in the sheer beauty of the designs carved into the wood.

Asgard is and always will be a place of wonder. you smile to yourself but you get cut off from your thoughts by the sound of someone giggling.

Confused, you walk into your bedroom to find your future husband, almost naked apart from a sarong type of fabric wrapped around his waist, stood at the foot of your king sized bed.

He’s flexing his muscles and striking some ridiculous poses like he’s in a strong man contest.

You almost roll your eyes in embarrassment but then you spot her.

A women laid in your bed, her head resting on the very pillows you sleep on at night, giggling as she ooooh’s and ahhh’s at your fiancé!!

You see red…

“What the fucking hell is going on here?!” You basically scream out.

They both look at you completely dumbstruck, like your own bedroom is the last place you’d be in!

“Sweetheart! There you are” you hear the words that Thor says but you don’t look at him.

Your eyes are locked onto the woman, now sat up in your bed.

You storm over to her, your chest heaving with the rush of adrenaline inside your veins, you clear the distance between you both in a matter of seconds but just as you swing your arm back with intention for it to land on her face you feel your whole body get lifted up.

“Heyheyhey! Calm down baby!” It’s Thor, he’s wrapped his huge arms around you to stop you pouncing on this whore he has in your bed.

“Get the fuck off of me!” you scream out again, flailing your arms, hitting him, trying to get out of his grasp but he’s barely breaking a sweat holding you.

“She’s just a friend honey, that’s all” he tries to find an excuse for himself but you can’t hear him clearly.

Your head is spinning, all you can hear is the sound of your blood pumping in your ears!

“Let go of me!!” you sound desperate now. You don’t want this ogre of a man’s hands on you any longer.

“Miss Y/N??” You can work out the voice of Petra.

You stop fighting against the God of Thunder’s grasp as you glance towards the doors, she’s come running down the halls to find out what the screams are for.

That’s when you spot Loki also.

You almost stop breathing at the shock of seeing him stood there, why is he here?

“Everything ok brother?” he asks Thor but his eyes are boring into yours.

“Urgh everything’s fine Loki, she’s just having a moment” Thor almost laughs out.

This is humiliating.

Not only are being held like a tantrum-ing child right now but the very man who you walked away from, for fear of hurting your future husband, is also watching you fail at your attempts of escape.

And to top it off, Thor is trying to play it off like it’s you that’s lost your mind, as if no one else can see the other woman laid in your bed.

Thor senses you giving up the fight with him as he drops you from his arms.

Your legs almost buckle as you hit the floor but you stay on your feet.

You keep your gaze on the marbled floor, you feel defeated.

You have no idea what your next move should be but you feel the hands of Petra on your shoulders.

“Let’s get you a bath Ms Y/N. And with permission of our future king? You can stay in my room tonight?” she looks up at Thor, she wants to stick up for you, fight for you too but to go against her King is something she couldn’t bare to think about!

“Don’t be ridiculous, she wants her own bed, the one we share Petra” Thor laughs out.

But you, Petra, Loki and even the whore in the bed all look at him in surprise at his own stupid comments.

“I’m not going back in there” your voice sounds weak but you shoot a death glare at Thor “after that fucking cheap ass whore has laid her head in it”

Loki’s eyes widen at just how venomous your words are right now.

He’s secretly glad at them.

He’s always wondered just how far you’d have to be pushed in order to see Thor for what he really is.

Thor just lets out a chuckle, a nervous one, you notice as you let Petra guide you towards the door, arms still wrapped around your shoulders.

You stop just before it, as Loki steps out the way to let you both pass.

You don’t even want to look at him right now, you are so exhausted by the last few hours plus, the bath that Petra had previously mentioned is calling you. You don’t even want to look at him right now, you are so exhausted by the last few hours plus, the bath that Petra had previously mentioned is calling you.

***

The next morning comes around a little too fast, you barely slept a wink.

There’s a light knocking on the door as you hear Petra open it, she calls your name softly.

You don’t even bother to get dressed, instead grabbing the gown your hand maid had hung at the foot of the bed.

You barley have it tied around your tired, aching body before you’re presented with almost a full room of other people.

You grab at the hem of the gown, pulling it down a bit, suddenly feeling very vulnerable as you glance as the many faces turned to you.

Thor, with a smug ass face on.

Loki, looking like he’s been dragged along against his wishes.

Odin, wearing his stone cold face as always and Frigg, mimicking your tired face on her own alongside two other hand maids.

“Ms Y/N” Odin’s the first to break the awkward silence that’s filled the room.

You curtesy, awkwardly, trying to hold onto the very short gown you have on.

“It has come to my attention that there was an altercation with yourself and my son late last night?”

You almost want to scoff at the choice of his words but he continues his little speech.

“I hope the issues that has risen between you both can be put aside, for we have much to do for the coronation this Sunday…and the wedding”

You almost went to agree with his statement before he dropped that last sentence.

“I’m sorry? The wedding?” you definitely scoff this time.

“I can’t see why we should put this special ceremony on hold?” he says as he lifts both hands up like a shrug, looking at the others stood around the room.

“On hold?!” you repeat his words.

“It’s not on hold!” you tell him.

“Ah, see father! I told you. She wouldn’t do that to me. What did I tell you aye?” Thor pipes up, slapping Loki on the back.

The stupid asshole.

You think to yourself.

You can see the faces of Loki, Petra, Frigg and even the two hand maids looking at you, waiting for you to tell their idiot brother, future king, and son that he’s read your statement wrong.

“There’s no fucking wedding Thor!” you say through gritted teeth in fear of shouting at him.

“What??” He turns to you laughing nervously again.

Another silence falls on the room.

“I think we need to give them time” Frigg says, trying to calm the obvious tension in the room.

“I don’t need time” you say to her bluntly.

“I need to go, to leave…return to Earth…Midgard” you stutter your words trying to get your point across.

Loki’s eye widen at your words.

“Don’t be so rash honey” Thor says, walking over to you.

He steps into you, wanting to place his arms around you but you step back, away from his embrace.

He tries to grab you round your waist, to not make your rejection obvious but you swat his hand away.

“Don’t touch me!” you seethe.

“Y/N!” Odin’s voice bellows from across the room.

“This Sunday has taken a fair few weeks to organise, I will not see it go to waste” he states.

“I’m not marrying him” you simply tell the king of Asgard.

Thor glances down at you.

Shocked that you’re answering his father back but also because you sound semi serious about not being his wife.

“Oh you will” the coldness of Odin’s voice causes everyone in the room to hold their breath in sync.

“I won’t” you answer determined, having no idea where this new found confidence has come from.

Odin lets out a laugh, but it doesn’t contain one ounce of humour in it.

“Ms Y/N, are you going against your King’s orders??” He sounds so threatening all a sudden.

“You’re not my king” your voice basically a whisper but you don’t care, you’ll tell this man you’re not marrying his son until your face turns blue.

Everyone is silent, it’s deafening as Odin steps up to where you’re stood.

He’s not as tall as his son’s but through pure intimidation he looks huge.

You gulp down a breath.

“You are, by settled status, a citizen of Asgard are you not?” He asks you but you know he doesn’t need an answer.

“And by the land of the law, you will obey your King…you will obey, me!” He adds on that last bit so menacing.

“And if I do not? My…King?” You say looking up into his eyes.

Everyone in the room with you winces in pain at your words back to the King.

He simply smiles at you, not bothering to look at anyone else that is stood there. This message is for you and only you.

“It’s a long way down, for you” he smiles sickly at his own description of the dudgeon’s that are located underneath the city.

“You cant be serious father??” Loki being shocked at what is happening right now.

Odin doesn’t take his eyes off you, that same cold face staring into your soul, you can’t read anything from his body language.

“Deadly serious” he says quietly and turns away from you.

No! You can’t…you won’t..

You clear your throat.

“Until I am indeed married to your, idiot of a son my lord, I do not have to obey you, you are not my king” you say out loud to the King of Asgard’s back that is now facing you, in spite.

Before you can finish your sentence though, you’re hit with an almighty thud.

You drop on the floor as your right cheek heats up underneath the impact it had sustained.

The room and its occupants are left in stunned silence.

Odin struck you, right across the face.

The shock of the event causes the pain to be delayed but you soon feel the sting from the back of his hand on your face.

You go to speak but it’s almost as if the hit from Odin has caused the air in your lungs to leave as you don’t have enough in you to muster a few words.

He stalks over to the door, taking one last look at you still sat on the floor where you landed. He leaves the room with his Queen and the hand maids following closely behind him.

Frigg not even glancing back at you at she hates every single aspect of this right now.

Thor goes to pick you up from the floor but you scoot away from him shaking your head.

He huffs at your refusal for help and walks out the room, not even saying a word to Loki or Petra.

He leaves you there where Odin threatened you, attacked you.

You’re staring off into distance in disbelief at what just happened.

Petra and Loki are the only ones who stay behind.

Waiting for you to say something.

“I need to go” you say to yourself more than you say to them.

***

The next few days pass by in a blur.

You haven’t seen Loki since that morning you were assaulted by Odin surrounded by everyone to witness it.

He was ‘off world’ according to the handmaids, whose conversation you overheard.

Not that you could show that you cared.

You hadn’t been left alone.

Yes, you’ve always had Petra by your side but it’s as if Odin had ramped up the security around you.

Everywhere you went in the palace grounds, guards were following you closely.

You were ordered back into your bedroom that you shared with Thor.

You’d keep your eyes shut tightly as you’d hear him come back from where ever or who ever he was doing, hoping he was too stupid to figure out you were pretending to sleep so you could avoid talking or even looking at the asshole.

Your days were filled with dress fitting, hair and make up trials and food tasting.

You constantly had pages and pages worth of images of different flowers, candles, drapes, table and chair covers, shoved under your nose.

You’d nod your head at things every so often.

You were definitely on autopilot.

Not wanting to accept this is actually happening.

You wanted to scream, shout, hit out at these buffoons surrounding you but you couldn’t, not with the heavy words of Odin’s threat, lingering on your mind.

The day of the crowning ceremony, and the shambolic wedding, soon arrived and dread filled your chest as you heard Petra’s sweet little voice coaxing you out of your sleep.

You expected to see the sun light pouring in, as you’d soon be thrown into the hussle and bussle of getting ready to be a bride.

But instead you open your eyes to darkness.

You sit up in a panic, wondering what was going on but you spot an outline of someone standing by your bed.

They’re holding a small candle, just emitting enough light from it for you to work out it’s Petra stood there, in her nightgown with her finger over her mouth in a ‘shh’ action.

“What’s…what’s going on?” you try not to be too loud but your heart starts to slam against your chest at this unusual waking routine.

“Come” she whispers back to you, holding out a hand.

You trust this woman with your life.

You’ve only known her for 8 months but those 8 months have been filled with some emotional moments between you both, she’s more than just a handmaiden to you.

Which is why you don’t hesitate and take her out stretched hand.

Walking ever so light footed but quickly she moves over to the large window in your bedroom, before you can make a noise to ask her what’s happening, she lifts the handle quietly, the door clicking open and you both step outside.

The cool air of the night reminding you you’re just wearing a very thin nightdress.

You didn’t even bother to grab a gown nor any slippers.

She hurries over to the balcony edge, peering into the darkness covering the palace grounds as if she’s looking for something.

“What time is it?” you whisper put to her but she doesn’t answer.

Instead she turns to you and says “Jump”

“What?!” You try not to be loud but did she just say what you think she said?!

She grabs you under the arm, she has no time to waste it seems.

“Jump” she tells you again and before you can ask if she’s truly lost her mind once and for all you see the outline of an Asgardian Skiff coming into your line of vision.

You seem to let your feet do the decision making as you climb the balcony wall and step onto the hoovering craft.

You turn back to Petra offering out your hand this time to help her onto the boat but she simply shakes her head.

“Petra?” you call out to her but she smiles sadly at you as she lightly blows the candle out and curtesy’s as the Skriff starts to pull away.

You turn towards your pilot, already sensing who it could be and as you spot his cheeky grin, now being lit up under the moon light, you feel a sense of calm for the first time in ages.

“Not exactly dressed for the occasion are you Y/N?” Loki says to you, his eyes dropping to the very thin piece of fabric wrapped around you.

“And what exactly IS the occasion Loki” his name rolling off your tongue.

As his raises his eyebrows in answer to your question.

Flying off into the darkness, the lights from the palace disappearing into the distance.

Loki points the steering rod of the Skriff downwards, sending it into a descend so it could fly closer to the water surrounding the palace.

The sudden dive causes you to lose your footing, and Loki quickly lets go of it to catch you.

His arms snake around you, holding you close to his chest.

The warmth from his body radiates through yours as you close your eyes in comfort.

“You’re cold!” he exclaims as he quickly lets go of you, your body missing his touch almost instantly.

He shakes off his robe, wrapping it around you gently and returns to his embrace without a second thought.

This time your head is free so you choose to look up to his face.

His eyes are boring down into yours, as that familiar tingling feeling starts to flush your cheeks.

You can feel his chest rise and fall with each breath he’s taking. His heart is beating a lot faster than normal. Wether it’s due to the adrenaline rush of tonight’s rescue mission or being so close to you once again, you’re not sure.

“Loki” you breathe out.

“Almost there” he says but turns his gaze away from you, looking out over to the horizon.

You crook your neck to follow his line of sight and spot the outline of the caves that sit on the edge of Asgard.

He places you down on one of bench’s lining the side of the Skriff, without saying a word he returns to where he was stood before, his hands wrap around the steering rod once again.

You can’t help but stare at them, you’re in awe at the way he effortlessly guides this large craft to skim across the water so closely.

Your saviour is here…

He drops his line of sight to your face as he notices you staring up at him the same way you did that night by the lake.

A smile creeps across his face as he remembers the way your lips were on his, so desperate, so needy, gods, he needed to feel that again.

You expect the Skriff to slow down abit, surely Loki knows that to dock this unusual craft in rocky terrain like the caves, you need to take it nice and slow.

But he has no plans to.

Choosing instead to tighten his grip on the steering and pointing the boat straight towards a crevice in the caves.

That familiar grin of his flashes across his face as he can read yours, trying to work out what he was doing.

You look back at the caves, growing bigger and bigger as you get closer and closer to them, turning your glare to Loki’s face and then back at the horizon.

What is he doing?!

“Loki?” you call out to him but your eyes stay fixated on the caves you’re hurtling towards.

He doesn’t say a word.

“LOKI?!” you can hear the panic on your voice.

Is he mad?? We’re going to smash straight into the rock!

You’re almost at full speed now.

Flying towards the stone wall that will almost certainly be the reason for your death.

As you squeeze your eyes shut, waiting for the impact, your ears are hit with a ‘whoooosh’ type of sound as the Skriff passes through the almost impossibly tiny crevice in the cave.

You immediately open your eyes and are met with a sea of colour rushing past the boat.

It lights up the whole craft with its mixes of reds, yellows, blues, greens and silvers as they fly past you or are you flying past it?

You can’t quite work out what it is.

You take the image of this falling rainbow in with awe, watching the many colours cause waves over the boat you’re on.

Loki doesn’t once look up towards them.

Instead his eyes stay on you.

He watches your face reflect the many colours and your eyes light up just as bright as they are.

You come out the other end of this beautiful rainbow type tunnel with another whooshing noise and once again you’re met with the darkness of the night.

Your eyes take a little bit of time adjusting, but you can no longer see the skyline of Asgard in the distance.

Instead you see you’re still over a body of water of some sort but in the distance you work out silhouettes of tall buildings, very tall buildings, lit up like skyscrapers.

“Where are we??” You call back at Loki but you don’t need him to answer, you already know.

You’re back in New York, you’re flying across the Hudson River!

***

It all happened so quickly, you don’t quite have time to think.

You and Loki disembarked the Skriff, but as you both step off it, he waves his hand and it turns from the beautiful Asgardian craft to a normal, bog standard boat bobbing up and down on the water.

You take his outstretched hand as he guides you up the small wooden steps of the decking and you almost have to jog behind him as he makes longer strides than yours.

“Where are we going??” You ask him but he doesn’t answer.

You spot a small SUV parked up underneath the one street light that isn’t working.

Was this set up here?

You ask yourself but soon get your answer as Loki opens the passenger door for you. His eyes are on you as he climbs inside the drivers side and starts the engine with no trouble.

You say silent whilst he drives up the road that leads to the harbour, you look out the window of the vehicle, watching the lights in the distance twinkle away, oblivious to the great escape you are currently on with the God of Mischief.

“We haven’t got much time” Loki’s voice causes you to pull away from your thoughts and look over at him.

“Time?” you repeat at him.

The sound of your sweet voice making him look back at you.

You look at him so innocently, as he catches glimpses of your face under the passing lights of the street.

A sympathetic smile grows across his face

“Odin, and the guards…they’ll be alerted by your absence by now” he says as he looks at you deeper “Thor also..” he trials off at the mention of his brothers name.

“I’m unsure what will happen to Petra for disobeying her king and accompanying an escape like this…” he begins to explain but has to look away as your face falls into sadness.

“No!” you close your eyes as Loki’s words hit you.

“We have to go back! For her, for Petra!!” you grab at his arm so he knows how desperate your pleas are.

“We can’t!” He says matter of factly as he trains his gaze on the road ahead of him, avoiding your eyes that were beginning to water.

You’re not sure how long you drive for as your thoughts go back to your handmaiden that has risked her life to save you from yours.

You spot you’ve pulled into a large gated property, like an army base of some sort.

The guard waves Loki through and he drives up to an all glass building and switches the engine off.

“This is you” he says softly, turning to face you completely.

You search for an elaboration in his eyes and he reads your body language completely.

“This is S.H.E.I.L.D HQ..” he starts to explain to you.

“You’re safe here,in the US as a US citizen you can’t be made to return to Asgard, by any law”

He sounds so formal all a sudden.

“Also, you know S.H.E.I.L.D will protect you” he places a hand on your knee and gives it a light squeeze as the look on his face reads as if he’s saying goodbye.

“You’re coming with right??” you ask him.

But he doesn’t say anything to you as he calls over a security guard to the car.

“Loki…please” you don’t mean to sound so desperate but you can’t just be dumped here alone.

“You’ll be fine Y/N” Loki says but doesn’t look at you as the security guard opens your door and offers his hand to you.

You don’t even glance the officers way, instead you lean over to the God of Mischief, you land your lips straight on to his again like that night by the lake. You use the urgency of your kiss as a way to plea for him to stay with you but you’re both interrupted.

“Miss Y/N” a voice comes from behind the officer, one you recognise from a mile off.

You keep your eyes on Loki as call out behind you.

“Fury” you actually sound happy to see him.

Which is funny as you mostly always bumped heads before when you worked for him.

You search Loki’s eyes for one last beg of him not to leave you but he looks away.

Swallowing down the threat of tears you step out the vehicle, refusing the officers hand for help.

“Great to see you again” you force a smile at him.

“Does Mr Laufeyson want his er, jacket back?” Fury asks you but dips his head so he can see Loki inside the car.

“You can keep it…for now” Loki smiles up at you, trying to make this a little easier on you.

“I’ll be back for it soon” he says to you as he flashes a ‘I’m sorry’ smile.

Fury links you under your arm, as if he knows you’ll have to be physically pulled away from the car and you let him help you walk up the steps into the building.

You don’t glance back, for fear of Loki seeing your upset face.

You’re so grateful to him, you owe him so much but you can’t help but feel gutted that he didn’t help you escape because he wanted you for himself.

You hear the engine of the car that assisted you in your escape start up and you have to force yourself not to watch it drive away.

***

You can’t seem to get much sleep.

Everytime you tend to drift off you’re met with images of a very angry Odin, surrounded by his guards, he’s dragging you up an imaginary aisle, but instead of your ex-fiancé being the one stood at the alter waiting for you, it’s some kind of hideous monster, snarling and drooling at you.

You sit up in bed in fright, looking out into the darkness of the room.

Fury did his best at given you an actual bedroom here at HQ rather than a cell but it’s bland.

Nothing like the intricate details the walls and doors in Asgard had.

Magnolia paint surround you now and 3 pieces of very white furniture dotted in the corners.

May as well be a cell.

You think to yourself, as you swing your legs off the bed, they land into a pair of fluffy slippers.

No cell would have these though.

You giggle softly at yourself.

Shuffling across the bedroom you open the little fridge door but your face falls in disappointment.

It’s empty.

You really need a water or something.

You grab Loki’s robe and wrap it around yourself, there’s no beautiful Asgardian satin gown waiting for you hung up by Petra.

You frown at remembering her once again.

There’s got to be a way…

You make your way down the corridor of the other apartments and into the small kitchen situated at the end of them.

Grabbing a chilled bottle of water from the fridge that’s there, a fully stocked fridge.

You almost choke on icy water as you down it so quickly.

“How did I know you wouldn’t be in your room?”

You spin around at the familiar voice in the dimly lit kitchen room.

“Loki! You’re here!” you breath out stepping closer to him.

You want to wrap your arms around him, feel his heat on you, have his lips crash down on yours once again but his whole body shakes, like some sort of a glitch when you reach out to him.

“Er, not quite” he explains to you.

“Ah” you nod in realisation.

Astral projection.

“Where are you?” You ask him but look down at your feet to hide your disappointment.

“Not Asgard if that’s what you’re thinking” he smiles at you, noticing you have his robe wrapped around you once again.

“Have you er, heard from, any of them?” You try to sound unbothered but you’re clearly terrified of them finding you here seeing the subject of your dreams right now.

“No” he simply says to you “I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing” he finishes.

“Loki, I..I… need you here” you don’t care how pathetic you sound right now.

It’s lonely here in S.H.E.I.L.D HQ.

And after the events from the lake and in the car, plus him literally being your knight in shining armour, Loki has more than imprinted himself on you.

You never thought of the God of Mischief in this way before.

Yes he’s gorgeous, but he’s also full of surprises. He’d be in and out of Odin’s and Frigga’s good books and apart from the odd hello here and there, you never really talked to him much.

Now, however, there’s a very strong want no, need for him.

You NEED to have him arms around you.

You NEED to feel his hands on you, all parts of you.

You’ve never been kissed as passionately as you were by him and your body aches for it to happen again.

You especially feel that need in the pit of your stomach, right in your core.

“You have more than enough people here to ensure you’re kept safe Y/N” Loki’s serious tone switching on.

You nod in agreement but none of the other avengers are here now, they’re all dotted around the globe on little missions of their own.

Fury and Hill are situated here with you, along with a few guards and agents.

All human, you noted to yourself when Fury was giving you the tour.

If push came to shove and Odin and his army would come for you, these non-super-hero-beings wouldn’t stand a chance.

“That’s not what I need you here for…” you don’t mean to say your thoughts out loud but they slip past your lips.

Looking up at where Loki is projecting himself to you, you refuse to explain further. Knowing full well he understands in what way you need him for.

His magic is so powerful, so brilliantly well executed that he looks like he’s actually standing in front of you.

The image of him is so clear you can see his eyes shift from being filled with concern to one of lust.

His lips curl up at the ends, into his cheeky grin as he crosses his arms over his chest.

You notice his muscles flexing, straining under his leathers as he does so.

“Yeah?” he breaths out “and in what way do you need me for exactly…Y/N?” your name rolls off the end of his tongue and you feel butterflies growing below.

“Loki” you don’t mean to sound so needy saying his name but it makes his projection of himself shift slightly as his eyes break their contact with yours and makes their way to your chest.

The shirt Fury lending you was a little bit on the small side but it clung to your breasts perfectly, he noted.

You had on a pair of S.H.E.I.L.D gym shorts also but those being on the bigger side for your waist meant you had to roll the top band up a few times in order to keep them from falling down your hips.

Your thighs were a pretty sight also, he takes in the image of your tattoo that is peeking out the bottom of the shorts.

A old sketch type of drawing of a sun and moon, dancing together it seems and as you notice his eyes drinking you in you clench your thighs together.

He smirks up at you, knowing full well the affect he is having on you right now. And he didn’t need any form of magic to figure that out.

“You need to get to bed Y/N” His voice almost vibrating through him at the lower tone than usual.

You just nod slowly.

You don’t want to go to bed.

You want him to take you here and now in this kitchen.

Images of him grabbing you, lifting you up on the side counter and kissing you, hard, flash through your mind.

Your legs wrapping around his waist as his hands grip tighter into your flesh, marking you.

To have his mouth on your skin, his teeth perhaps?

You feel your arousal build up and you cross your legs in front of you to feel some sort of friction down there.

“Why, er” you clear your throat “why can’t you be here…with me?” you barely can talk properly as the heat radiates through your body.

You’ve never wanted someone so much like this before.

Loki just swallows hard as his eyes don’t leave your face.

He knows what things you are feeling right now as he, too, is feeling the same.

“Get.. to .. bed, y/n” he breathes out.

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