Tanz der Vampire songs rated by the amount of Unnecessary Krolock Drama in them
Hey Ho Hey:
Eine schöne Tochter ist ein Segen:
Gott ist Tott:
Dude goes out just to stand under a window and have a dramatic, Shakespearean level monologue and makes some pretty strong statements on religion, but pretty chill for Krolock. 7/10
Ein Perfekter Tag/Wahrheit:
Einladung zum Ball:
Oh my God. Such unnecessary, such drama. Clearly the optimal time for inviting the fair maiden he has his eye on to the Hell Ball is when she's in the bath. Naked. And clearly the optimal way to invite her is to talk about topics like morality. And keep talking. Not even checking to see if she actually accepted his invitation. Or telling her when the ball is taking place. Iconic. infinity/10
Draußen ist Freiheit:
Die roten Stiefel:
Technically, Krolock may be only there for a Hot Two Seconds, but he and his love of histrionics clearly have left enough of an impression on Sarah so that she imagines him dancing with her in the Most Extra™ way possible. 3/10
Tott zu sein ist Komisch:
Vor dem Schloss:
The Pinnacle of Krolock Sass and Drama. The man walks out to greet his guests and ends up talking about his himself, his emotions, and wraps up by trying to seduce Alfred. Classic Krolock. 15/10
He spends an entire song building up to An Epic Finale and then decides to leave Sarah human and sexually frustrated just so he can have A Moment. Amazing, but not as dramatic as we know he can be. 8/10
He's left such an impression on Alfred that Alfred dreams of Shirtless, Ripped Krolock With An 8-Pack wearing leather pants. No Krolock, but points for Dream!Krolock being as unnecessarily dramatic as the real thing. 6/10
Wenn Liebe in dir ist:
Sie Irren, Professor:
He appears out of nowhere just to sass Alfred and Professor Abronsious while hiding so his voice echoes dramatically around. The Extra™ in this scene is overpowering. 9/10
Die unstilbare Gier:
Oh my god holy moly this is It. The absolute definition of Extra™. The Merriam Webster Dictionary definition of of Needlessly Dramatic™. Krolock goes out to the graveyard just to complain about his life and be nihilistic. He goes beyond the human comprehension of Drama™. 150/10.
It seems that Krolock used most of his daily allotment of drama in Gier because he's surprisingly chill in their scene. Points for dropping Sarah on the floor just to make a Point and for swearing in the name of Hell itself just to get a few humans back though. 4/10
could I ask for ghoul bf headcanons (Raul, Charon, and Hancock) ? im such trash for the ghouls tbh
Omg of course!! I’m trash for ghouls too! (romanced headcanons)
• He brought up the contract every time Lone tried to make an advancement, but he stopped caring about it when he realized they actually saw him as a person
• Prefers showing affection in private, when he has Lone all to himself
• He’s really into holding Lone, like just holding them for 20 minutes or sometimes hours depending on how he’s feeling
• Lone rips the contract to prove that Charon is not defined by a piece of paper
• Lone likes to play with the very little bit of hair Charon has left
• Lone is the only person who knows his past
• He really likes to dance and loves waltzing with Lone
• Sings Spanish music for the Courier and they love it
• He teaches the Courier Spanish and they try to seduce him but accidentally mess up, which Raul laughs at and helps them
• They fix up an abandoned house just for the two of them and they decorate it with cute little things found in the Mojave
• He can play the guitar and sing
• Cuddles!!! From behind!!!
• Always tells the Courier that they are drop dead beautiful
• Likes to stargaze with the Courier
• He feels so lucky to have Sole
• After meeting Billy (kid in a fridge), Hancock wants to be a father
• If Sole brings Synth!Shaun to the Commonwealth, they ask Hancock if he’d be okay with being Synth!Shaun’s dad. Hancock is honored and promises to be the best dad ever (he is)
• Reads Synth!Shaun bedtime stories and sometimes sings him to sleep
• Hancock goes to Diamond City with Sole and Synth!Shaun and boasts about his great family right in front of his brother, making Mayor McDonough angry and jealous
• (spoilers) After finding out McDonough is a synth, Hancock withdraws to himself for a few days, thinking of his past. He only lets Sole near him for a week and then he goes outside, pretending everything is normal
• He has nightmares about turning feral, and sometimes distances himself from Sole in case something happens and he can’t control himself
“So, are you going to the dance on Friday?” You laid on the bed with your eyes closed, listening to the sound of the music. Vanessa closed the book and placed it in her bag. You couldn’t focus on the dance. Not with everything that’s been happening as of lately. “No” “Why not?” Vanessa gasped. “Anyone would be lucky to have you on their side” “Well, I see no takers. Besides, Jackson and Lydia’s going and I don’t want to be near them” “You could always call a certain someone who is a certain friend of a certain lacrosse player who just so happens to be a certain enemy of Jackson" You rolled your eyes at her persistence. Ever since the encounter in the library, you began to see more of him throughout the school. Every time he saw you, his lips would curl up into a smile which would then lead to him waving at you like a goofball in an attempt to get you to laugh.
“Nessa, I’m not going over this with you again. I said no” “Fine. You can’t force the horse to drink, but I can lead you there” “What is that supposed to mean?” “Nothing…” “What did you do?” “Not sure what you’re getting at. I’m tired, I’ll see at school tomorrow”
Vanessa left before you could grasp her intent. Shaking your head, you went into the bathroom to wash up. When you came back, a man scanned your bookshelf, his hands in his pockets.
“You like the classics?” “Of course” “Why? You’re a teenager, you should enjoy movies and short videos in the span of six seconds” “Well thanks to you, I’ll be a teenager for many years. Maybe then I’ll get the memo” He faced you, and a shadow cast over half of his face. “Such a feisty little thing, what makes you this way?” “What do you want?” “You’re going to the formal on Friday”
You furrowed your brows and crossed your arms. Who was he to tell you what to do? You dropped the towel and began to apply lotion on your body. The Alpha sustained a growl in his chest as you undressed in front of him. Your nonchalant attitude both soothed and unnerved him at the same time. From where he stood, your soft skin looked appetizing, taunting him with a seducing song. It was the moon that made him think this way. He closed his eyes and tried to compose his thoughts.
“I’m not going to that stupid dance” “You will” “I already did what you asked, what more do you want of me?” “Everything” “Why are you trying to kill him? You would’ve killed him, back at the school. You would’ve killed all of them. Why not do your dirty work yourself?”
He didn’t speak nor made a motion to. His face, or at least what you could see, remained emotionless. He instructed you to close the bleachers while Scott was still in there. How he couldn’t catch your scent, made the both of you curious. It was a full moon on Friday’s yet you were more calm than usual. You were a werewolf, no doubt. But something was different about you. You didn’t have claws. Grow hair on your face or ragged teeth when you were mad. Your eyes didn’t glow but you could see in the dark better than you could before. Your healing, hearing, and smell was stupendous, however, your transition period was way longer than the traditional sense.
“You’re going to the dance and just to spice things up, I want you to take McCall’s friend” “Stiles? Why him of all people here in Beacon Hills?” “Wear something nice”
Just like that, he was gone. He disappeared in the darkness. You pouted and crossed your arms as you realized why he hid by the shelf. You lived next door to Danny and a certain someone just so happened to look out the window.
“I have a feeling you don’t like me too much” Danny looked at him and went back to work. Stiles closed his lips together and nodded. He leaned back in the chair and turned towards the window. Out of nowhere, he fell out and landed on the floor, “I’m fine, I’m okay” Danny turned the page and continued to ignore him. Stiles got up and looked towards the window to confirm what he saw. “Oh my, I, Jesus Christ” Y/N was beautiful. Her curves were well pronounced, her chest made his eyes pop out of his head, and although he couldn’t see it too well, he bet that her woman was just as divine as she was. Her mouth was moving as if she was talking but as far as Stiles could tell, no one was in the room with her. Perhaps he’d been looking so long that he didn’t realize she had caught him peeping at her nakedness. Stiles quickly ducked under the window and scrambled to close the blinds. Danny furrowed his brows and stood up from his chair. “What are you doing?” He grabbed his things and shoved it in his bag. “I, uh, I forgot I left the shower on” “The shower?” “Yup, the last time I left it on my dad was ultra pissed because the water bill went rocket high” “You’re just remembering that now? It’s been three hours” “You ask a lot of questions, I’m just gonna–” Stiles made his way out of the room while looking at Danny but forgot to open the door before walking into the wooden surface. “My bad, heh,” he opened the door and fled down the stairs and out to his car.
When he was safe in his bed, Stiles kicked off his shoes and his pants so he could get comfortable. Laying on his bed, images of what he saw drifted in his mind. He’d never actually seen a real girl get naked before. Not one that he’d already met. Before he knew what was happening, his hand had already gone to his hard, rock length and began to stroke up and down. A moan escaped his lips as he squeezed his cock causing a huge drop of pre-cum to form on the head of his prick. Stiles took this chance to spread the pre-cum all over his shaft as he increased the speed of his strokes. “Oh, fuck Y/N” Pretty soon, the sound of a wet slapping noise could be heard in the room with each stroke of his long, hard cock. He could imagine having her underneath him as he pumped himself endlessly in her warm cunt. Her moans would carry him for as long as the night, getting louder when he slammed into her so bad that she keeps cumming, screaming out his name. “Yes, baby, just like that” At this point, Stiles started to buck his hips against his hand, even bringing another one to increase his pleasure. His moans got louder and suddenly he stopped thrusting and cried out, “Y/N!” Stiles shot his cum all over his chest and stomach. Several more spurts came out when he stroked a bit more to make sure he was completely spent. “Shit” He looked down at his shirt to see all the cum, now seeping through the material and clinging to his chest and stomach. “This was my favorite shirt” Stiles carefully took off the shirt and balled it up then threw it in his hamper. Deciding to take a shower, he cleaned himself up and afterward he collapsed on his bed and fell deeply asleep.
Stiles pulled up to school in his parking spot. He sighed and rested his head on the head rest. Last night had been the first time he came so much. He’d never done it using porno mags or movies. The fact that it was all in his head made it better in his opinion. That’s when his anxiety kicked in. You saw him. What would you do if you saw him in the hallways or in the library today? Stiles groaned and hit his head against the steering wheel, “ow.” Feeling bad enough as he did, he climbed out of his jeep, throwing his backpack over his shoulder. “Jesus!” He closed the door to find you standing right before him. Stiles gripped his chest as he gasped in horror. You crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes at him.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the peeping Tom” “That wasn’t me” “How do you know what I’m talking about then?” He looked to the side and faked a confused expression on his face, “what are we talking about?” “You’re hurting my feelings,” you pouted. “Did you really not like what you saw?” “No! God, I loved what I saw–” You smirked and dropped your hands to your hips. Stiles realized he’d just incriminated himself. He loosened his grip on his bag and looked at the ground, “oh, fuck me” “Okay” “What?!” You chuckled at his reaction. “How would you like to go with me to the dance tomorrow?” Stiles looked from side to side and rubbed the back of his head. “This is all a prank right? A huge joke?” “No, I just figured since you’d seen me naked, it would be more than appropriate to ask you to a school dance. But if you really feel that way, then…”
You started to walk away, a smile planted on your lips. Stiles took you by surprise by grasping your arm and pulling you to a stop. You’d be lying if his rough actions didn’t make you drip between your legs. “I would love to go to the dance with you,” your eyes fell down on his hand. He still held a firm grip and in this moment, you saw Stiles as more than just some kid. Reaching in your bag for a marker and a piece of paper, you wrote your number and name on it then folded it up. You grabbed Stiles by his belt loops and slipped the paper in his front pocket so deep, he gasped at how close you were to his manhood. In a sultry whisper, you brought your mouth close to his ear, “Pick me up at 7:30” To seal the deal, you kissed just behind his ear, the action making him drizzle in his pants. Stiles watched you walk away, leaving him alone in the student parking lot with a wet spot in his boxers. Heading over to the gym, a hand wrapped around your neck, the pressure building. Instinctually, you wheezed and grabbed at the hand. “Making young boys soil their pants in a school parking lot, is far from acceptable” Struggling to speak, you managed somehow, “it got, the, job done, didn’t it?” Your Alpha thought for a moment and nodded. “I suppose it did,” he let go, making you almost fall to the ground gasping for your breath. “Well done, puppy” “Puppy? Is that some sort of kink?” “I think you’re ready to hear the rest of the plan” “Right now?” He gestured towards the parking lot and you followed him.
“If you compliment me one more time, I am going to explode” Stiles closed his mouth and sat back in the chair. He meant well, you knew that. Almost every guy in the gym was looking at you. They all made remarks about how you and Stiles were together, wondering how a guy like him could pull off a chick such as yourself. Truth be told, you didn’t know. The two of you got immersed in a conversation and it somehow led to the topic of sex. “Well don’t you remember your first time?” Stiles looked down at his hands, avoiding your eyes. “Hey, are you a virgin?” He cleared his throat and pulled on his collar. You raised your eyebrows. As sweet as he was, this kid was a virgin? Then again, his sassiness and major tendency to piss people off could’ve been a key factor. One that you adored. “I seriously didn’t think it possible for me to like you more” You gave him a smile making him return it. He gazed into your eyes then drifted his attention to your lips. “Come on,” you stood up and gestured for his hand, “let’s dance” After sweat started to pool your forehead, you made a pass to the restroom. On your way there, you saw a frantic Lydia wandering the halls. Alright, follow the plan. “Are you looking for Jackson?”
Lydia whipped around her heels. She didn’t even flinch when she saw it was you. Anger boiled inside of you but you let it go. Nothing would soothe you better than knowing what was next. Your bully would soon get her recompense. “I saw him go towards the lacrosse field” Lydia bumped your shoulder and marched over there. A smile fell on your lips. When you went back to Stiles, he was nowhere to be found. Was I just stood up, you thought. You took a seat at your table and focused on your hearing just like your Alpha taught you. A scream ensued and Stiles yelled. You guessed he went looking for Lydia and he witnessed your Alpha hurting Lydia. A sharp ping went in your brain. You lost your interest in Stiles. He still had a crush on that wretched human being. Grabbing your things, you headed over to the parking lot and headed home. The flashing lights of an ambulance and a few police cars made you smile. It has begun.
How come the bravest warriors fandom never talks about robochris anymore like
There was a legitimate real episode of the series where Danny got mad at Chris because he forgot his birthday so he made a robot with Chris’ artificial intelligence in it and when Chris wasn’t getting jealous he cranked the friendship meter up higher on the robot and robot Chris fell in love with him and started trying to seduce him but Danny was just busy trying to get real Chris to notice him and eventually real Chris and Danny make up and robochris resorts to doing a sexy dance to try to get Danny to bang him but Danny’s literally like “I think you should sleep in a different room. I think we’re at points in our lives where what you want and what I want are different…” So robochris leaves but then he just sort of bros down with the rest of the group and now he just kind of lives with them and there’s weird sexual tension like why don’t we talk about this why was this an episode it seemed like a bizarre fanfiction or something
Why did they keep robochris like he’s still weirdly obsessed with Danny
And like, wasn’t robochris literally just Chris’ consciousness but altered/heightened slightly?? Why did he want to bang Danny from the moment he was turned on??
HE LITERALLY SENT DANNY A TEXT SAYING HE SMELLED REALLY NICE AND GAVE HIM A BACK MASSAGE LIKE WHY DONT WE STILL TALK ABOUT THIS WHAT WAS THIS
I have obsessed myself over the batboys in an incredibly fast way and I couldn’t help but notice that in the ships we always picture Dami being the of to fall in love before the other.
Where’s my Timmy realizing that Damian grew of that murderous stage and is being nice to him? Or my Jay loving Damian’s bite and his fiery personality?
And I think Dami wouldn’t even think about love if he noticed the sudden change of attitude towards him.
-Tim saves him from falling, it’s all worried, helps Alfred patch him up and takes care of him, and Dami’s brain goes: He has lost many people, and now that we’re starting to get along…I guess he’s starting to accept me.
-Jason shows up more at the manor, requests to work with him and patrol together, laughs at his retorts and comments, and Damian is like: It’s only logical we make a great team and share the same humour sense.
Can you imagine how lovely aka embarrassing the confessions would be?
What would Timothy do to woo Damian into liking him? Would he try to read the same books as Damian so he’s able to discuss them with him? Give him the coolest tech? Tell him about the most interesting cases and missions? Take photos of the scenery in his missions so Damian can see the amazing view and draw them if he wants? Would he offer his apartment so Dami has a place to go if Bruce is getting annoying? Would he try to spar more with Damian just because he knows Dami is competitive? Would he stay near Damian’s territory on patrol just to keep him safe? Would he try his best to make Damian have fun? Would he give him special art supplies? Ay, yo no sé.
Or Jaybird, would he talk to Damian in Arabic because he knows how soothing your mother tongue can be? Challenge him in bike races when the finally head to the cave at the end of the night? Would he cook Damian’s comfort food, enough for the entire family so he has a chance to do it for Damian, but also covering the fact that he’s doing it for him? Would he coax him into watching a movie and ranting about Bruce? Maybe he would show him beautiful places? WHO KNOWS!
Can you imagine the confessions?
Tim after long-long-long-sleep-deprived-night just babbling it out like, “Be more careful next time, ok? Good night, love you, Dami” before going to bed and leaving Damian like ( °-°)
“what?” And then like, “OH” (°0° )>
Or Jay, trying his best to seduce him, because saying it would be too weird but Damian being completely in other world, so he gets almost mad at him and says, “For Superman’s cape, which mating dance do I have to do for you to realize that I like you?” In a stressed tone.
Dami answers, “Of course you like me, we are partners!” normally, and Jason just facepalms.
“No, no. Like you as in you Bruce likes Selina”
Damian just opens his eyes wide. He never thought of it. Grayson was right.
The Fitting - Part 10.5 / Bonus Chapter -- Jin’s story
(After you turn down Jin’s offer for sex, he finds someone else to occupy his time.)
Warnings: Side story in the universe of The Fitting. Meaningless sex with a shallow guy. Explicit. Thanks to @amandaxohugnkiss.
Jin figured hitting on you was a long shot, but he had to
give it a try. He had a weak spot for
girls with nice tits and he had been thinking about how good it would feel to
get his hands on yours since the first day you started working at the
company. If it wasn’t for Jungkook’s
stupid crush on you, he would have tried to hook up with you sooner, but the
maknae seemed overly attached to you and always got pissy whenever anyone else
started talking about how hot you were or speculating what you might be like in
bed. Jungkook wasn’t like that with
other girls; in fact, he was happy to play along and talk about how nice it
would be to bang this girl from work or that girl from an idol group, but
whenever the talk turned to you, Jungkook got protective and insisted that
everyone treat you with respect.
Jungkook’s protectiveness of you had gotten worse in recent weeks, so
everyone agreed that talk of you was off limits until Jungkook got over his
crush. Jin wondered when Jungkook was
going to finally grow up a little and start taking advantage of his status as
an idol and the ability to have sex with all kinds of women instead of pining
away for a woman who would never give him the time of day.
When Jungkook finally showed signs that he was losing
interest in you, Jin didn’t waste any time and wanted to make his move on you
right away. He knew all of the guys
would try to seduce you eventually and he wanted to be the first to get you
into bed. When you rejected him, Jin
assumed he had moved a little too quickly and decided to back off
until he could try a new approach later.
In the meantime, Jin was still horny and looking for some
action for the night, so he immediately started looking around the club for
pretty girls he could work on. There was
a group of three girls dancing together on the dance floor, one of whom was
extremely good looking, so Jin just inserted himself into their little dance
circle. Things were going pretty well,
until some really tall guy showed up and wrapped his arms around the girl Jin
was interested in; apparently, she had a boyfriend who showed up late to the
He then moved on to a scantily clad woman at the bar. He chatted with her in broken English for a
while; she pretty quickly asked him if he wanted to party back in his hotel
room and then proceeded to hint at what a party might cost. Jin realized that she was a prostitute and
made a mental note to see if she was still available for business later, if he
couldn’t find anyone else to take back to his room tonight.
a/n: almost done with this little collection! this should probably go without saying, but this ficlet involves some nsfw themes. enjoy!
Dex had thought that seeing Nursey at kegsters would get
easier after they were dating, but he’d been so, so wrong.
Before they’d gotten together, watching Nursey sway and
grind to the beat of the music had been torture. Nursey was off-limits,
untouchable. All Dex could do was stare as the base pounded through the thin
walls of the Haus, mimicking the frantic beating of his heart in his throat.
But now… Now they were dating. Now he was allowed to touch. And it was still just
as fucking infuriating, if not more,
because rather than having the huge insurmountable obstacle of unrequited
feelings, the only thing stopping Dex was a roomful of people. If they’d been
alone, he could be kissing Nursey within an inch of his life right now. Instead
he was standing against the wall trying not to crush his can of Coors as he
watched Nursey shake his ass to Shakira.
Dex wondered how drunk he would have to be to just say “fuck
it” and abandon his reservations about excessive PDA. Probably pretty fucking drunk, he decided. No one outside the
team knew that he and Nursey were together—or that Dex was gay, for that
matter. Outing himself in front of half of Samwell’s athletic teams seemed like
a really shitty idea.
So he stood, and he watched, and he suffered. He drank his Coors.
These 2.somethings will consist of little drabbles related to the characters in Masquerade II. (Mostly, Red Mask, because he is a complex character and there is still a lot to tell about his story, but the other characters will probably get their own drabbles eventually too ^_^)
Summary: The continuation of Masquerade 2.1(<- please read before this drabble). Jimin journeys to his high school reunion, albeit unwillingly, to deal with the demons in his past. Will he be able to battle them head on or will he be swallowed up like before?
Jimin x Reader ft. other characters ;)
High school reunion au
Fluff, some slight smut, & some slight angst
can’t believe you have work…“ Jimin exhaled. "I need you there with
me! This is going to be horrible.”
"I’m sorry, sweetie.“ You
cupped his face, knowing he had been dreading this day for a long time now. But
last minute, the lead of your show came down with a sickness so you were called
in to fill in for her, even though it wasn’t your day to star. You couldn’t
turn it down and forsake the show. "I believe in you, Park Jimin. Hold
down the fort until I get there okay?”
"Okay.“ He pouted, but you
kissed him to placate him.
"I love you.” You grinned,
trying to ease him. “And who knows? They may have all matured like you
kind of started to.”
"Gee, I love you too.“ He
rolled his eyes.
You giggled and kissed him again.
"Be good until I get there, please. Just stand by the refreshments and
stuff your face.”
He exhaled. “Break a leg on
You smiled and grabbed your purse
then with a last apologetic look, you left.
Jimin groaned, lugging himself around
the apartment you two shared, debating on faking an illness so he could get out
of going. But he knew you would see through it immediately and drag him there
He had whined and complained as much
as he could since he received the invitation. He even told you his embarrassing
past that he had never divulged to anyone in hopes that you would sympathize
with him, but adversely, it only fueled your determination to have him go. You
had said something about “showing off”, but he didn’t feel confident
enough to flaunt at all. He had avoided reconnecting with anyone from high
school because it reminded him about times that he would rather forget, but
with one measly piece of paper, all his efforts went down the drain. You had
convinced him by banning sex until he agreed to go, which was insanely unfair,
but he knew that you were only doing that to force him to face his inner demons.
And that this reunion was the only chance he would get to do so.
Nervously, he parked his car in
front of the hotel where it was being held. He handed his keys to the valet and
before he could compose himself, someone called out to him.
"Is that…Park Jimin??“
He bit his lip and turned to greet
the group of people warmly.
"Yes, it’s me, Park
Jimin!” he chuckled, trying to be as lighthearted as possible.
"Oh man! You look good!“
They chimed. "And wow, what a car!”
Jimin smiled and nodded, recognizing
their faces. They definitely were people in his high school class.
"Let’s head in dude!“ One
of the guys slapped his back and threw an arm around his shoulder chummily.
Jimin gulped and followed the crowd
of his old classmates, who were chatting happily. Everyone seemed to have
stayed in touch because they were asking pretty detailed and personal questions.
"Hey guys! Names please.”
The secretary of your student council back in the day greeted the group.
"Check it out, Secretary. It’s
Jimin!“ One of the guys beamed and presented you, as if he was showing off
his son or something. "He used to chubby and small, but look at him, so
built and fit! Still a bit on the short side, but he looks great!”
Jimin smiled awkwardly, not enjoying
the attention for once. He wasn’t sure whether to be offended or pleased by his
"Park Jimin? You mean the
playboy of our high school?“
"Yeah he’s right there,
"I told you he looked
"He must definitely still be a
playboy with that look.”
People inside murmured excitedly as
he stepped forward sheepishly.
"Yeah, it’s me.“ he
scratched the back of his head.
The old student council secretary
smiled warmly, and checked off his name on the list. "It’s good to see you,
Jimin. You and your guest will be in Table 9.”
"Thanks.“ Jimin bowed and
He hadn’t felt intimidated like this
in such a long time. He headed straight for his table, throwing off his coat.
He recognized the people he was seated with as some of his old dance club
members so he greeted them cheerfully. Once he took his seat, they all began
catching up and time passed relaxingly.
But just when he thought that
everything was going well and that maybe it wasn’t such a big mistake to come,
he felt arms wrap around his neck from behind. He knew it wasn’t your touch so
he tensed up, wondering who in hell was embracing him so openly.
"I’ve been waiting for you Park
Jimin.” A female whispered into his ear and he stood up abruptly, alert
The entire table hollered excitedly.
"Playboy Jimin is back at it!
Jimin frowned and turned around to
see who it was that was teasing him. His eyes widened when he came face-to-face
with the woman he had randomly slept with out of spite for the Temptress; the
first victim of his descent to Red Mask.
"Let’s dance, Jimin.” she
smirked as she grabbed his hand tightly, dragging him to the dance floor.
He stood there, exasperated as she
pressed her body against him. It was painfully obvious she was trying to rile
him up and seduce him, but he felt indifferent to her advances. Stepping away
to create distance between their persons, he sighed.
"What exactly are you
"I thought we could pick up
where we left off back in high school.” She twirled his tie and fluttered
her eyes flirtatiously. “I’ve been wanting to reconnect with you for some
time now. I’ve heard how great you were at pleasing women, and I wanted you to
jog my memory of our time in the classroom.”
She licked her lips and leaned her
face forwards towards his. Jimin furrowed his brows and grabbed her shoulders
to halt her movement.
"I’m sorry.“ he plucked
his tie out of her grip. "But I have a girlfriend, and I wasn’t ever and
still am not interested in you.”
She burst into laughter. “Really? Who are
you lying to now? You don’t have a girlfriend or standards. I mean, who could
love a playboy like yourself? You were even notorious in your college and word
got around to mine.” She hummed and reached out to touch his face.
“Or are you rejecting me because you’re still mad that I spilled our little secret?”
Jimin exhaled, pulling her hand away
from his cheek. But before he could emphasize that he was telling the truth,
the ruckus by the entrance interrupted them.
"Damn. Check that girl out! Did
she go to our highschool?“
"Dude, if she did, I totally
would’ve banged her!”
"Did she come to the wrong
"Who cares? I’m going to talk
"But man, she’s so hott. Can
you really walk up to her casually?“
Jimin glanced over curiously and immediately
perked up when he saw you waltz in, as gorgeous as ever. Surprisingly though, you
hadn’t worn the outfit you originally picked out for the event. And boy was he
glad you had decided to be bolder with your outfit choice. Instead of a simple,
elegant black dress, you wore a skin tight, long, red dress with a high slit to
expose your toned legs. There was a gold
plate around your neck holding up the fabric and a gaping hole to expose just
hints of your bra-less breasts.
In your case, you figured the more
seductive attire would make up for abandoning Jimin in his time of need. And
besides, you knew you needed to flaunt yourself a little. You wanted Jimin to
feel confident again, especially in a place where he felt most vulnerable. If
there was anything you could do to ease his worries, it was to put your charms
to use. Luckily, that was your forte.
"Excuse me.” Jimin pushed
the woman in front of him aside, much to her dissatisfaction, and swooped in
beside you before any other guy had the guts to approach.
"Hey, babe.“ He kissed
your cheek. "Perfect timing.”
You smiled and patted his tie
gently, hearing the relief laced in his voice. “Been rough, huh?”
breathed. "Aaand here they come now.”
"Jimin! My man!“
Some guys he had never seen before
came up and attempted to perform some handshake he didn’t know. It ended up as
floppy hands and weird wailing noises that didn’t match the rhythm; all for the
purpose of appearing close with him.
"How have you been?”
"Good, good.“ Jimin answered
hesitantly, knowing exactly what their objective was.
"And who is this pretty thing
you’ve got on your arm?”
"This is my girlfriend,
Y/N.“ Jimin introduced and you shook their hands amiably.
"Pleasure to meet you
guys.” You smiled infectiously.
"How much did he pay you to
come with him?“ They half-jested.
You glanced at Jimin, trying to get
a sense of how he was feeling about the situation. You saw he was a bit
uncomfortable and tense, so you squeezed his hand gently to reassure him.
"He pays me in fantastic sex
and expensive dinners, like any boyfriend should, right?” You grinned
genuinely and everyone immediately stopped laughing. A small smile splayed on
Jimin’s face, amused. What had he expected from you?
"Oh yeah. I heard he was a bit
of a playboy in high school. Bet he hasn’t told you that.“ One of the guys
nudged you playfully, still trying to sway you.
Your lips curled up and shrugged.
"Oh I met him in college. I know pretty much every person he’s slept
You leaned over and whispered. The
guys crowded closer, magnetized to you already.
"But I’m also not so
You winked seductively, and Jimin
visibly saw them fall weak against your charms. You truly were a dangerous
"Well, let’s get you some
dri–” Jimin tried to interject, wrapping his arm around your waist.
"I’ll get you one! What would
you like?“ one of the guys volunteered hurriedly.
"A nice glass of champagne
would be nice.” You smiled sweetly, and they all scrambled towards the
table to grab you one.
While they were off bickering, you
chuckled and kissed Jimin deeply. He was taken aback by the sudden forwardness,
but welcomed your affection happily.
"What was that for?“ he
You wrapped your arms around his
neck, grinning cheekily. "Aren’t you glad I’m yours?”
He laughed as he caressed your cheek,
staring at you fondly. “I’m actually a bit scared to be honest. How far do
your seductive charms go?”
You chuckled and whispered into his
ear. “Would you like to see?”
Jimin gripped your waist tightly.
“Let’s save that for later, hm?”
You moved daringly closer to his
face to softly claim, “I decide that.”
His eyes sparkled with glee. The
banter between you two always made him feel like home, and he loved how you
could tease him wherever and whenever shamelessly.
"I like that outfit choice by
the way.“ Jimin grinned as he stepped back to admire you fully.
You twirled around playfully and smirked.
"You know how much I like red.”
He bit his lip seductively as he
pulled you by the waist in order to plant a chaste kiss on your lips. “I
would’ve never guessed.”
Chuckling lightly, you ran your
hands through his hair as you looked at him lovingly. It still amazed you that
he was all yours. But your alone time was interrupted when the guys returned
and a bunch of champagne glasses were thrusted at you simultaneously. You unlatched
yourself from Jimin, giggling, and chugged a few glasses coolly.
Jimin stepped back, permitting the
crowd of his classmates to surround you as he watched you enjoying yourself,
amused. He was really grateful that you had come, despite probably being
exhausted from your performance. You kept him level-headed, and your presence was
a living reminder of how far he had come. He smiled to himself happily, feeling
a wave of contentment wash over him.
But then suddenly, something
completely unexpected happened.
The sea of men parted to make way
for someone that froze him where he stood. Without a doubt, it was Temptress
walking towards his girlfriend, marching towards you. She hadn’t changed much
from his memory. Her face showed a few signs of aging, and she wore thicker
make-up than she did back in the day, but she still had a gifted body, and an
air of seduction about her.
But it was odd.
Although she looked almost the same
as she did in high school, his heart no longer raced when he stared at her. He
no longer felt magnetized to the way she combed her fingers through her hair or
the way she strutted so confidently forward. He didn’t even feel anger. It was
odd… but he felt nothing.
He had worried about this encounter
for years, and spent weeks being chilled with anxiety over being in the same
room as Temptress once again. Then most of the reunion he made sure to avoid
being in the same vicinity as you. But what was this? His heart flipped at the
thought that he was no longer bound by her words, by her actions, by her name,
by her existence. He felt relieved; a sense of freedom embracing him, as if a
heavy burden had just been lifted. He had truly moved on from his past.
"Yah.“ Temptress stood in
front of you, boldly sporting a strapless dress, which seemed to be clutching
onto her breasts for dear life.
You blinked, wondering who this
woman was. You noticed the men gawking at her nervously and in awe.
"Yes?” You replied,
standing up straighter.
Jimin swallowed as he watched. Why
had Temptress approached you? Was she going to fight you? Did she not like that
someone else was getting all the attention, all the men? What should he do? He
But his brain completely flat-lined at
what he witnessed next. Unexpectedly, Temptress pulled you forward and locked
lips with you aggressively.
"Holy shit!“ The guys
Jimin’s eyes widened as he saw you
push away almost instantaneously, also flabbergasted. The men cheered
enthusiastically at witnessing two hott women kissing in front of them. Jimin’s
heart thumped in his chest as he scurried to pull you away from her, hiding you
behind him. Never in a million years had he expected that to happen.
You were shaken up behind him,
touching your lips with a stunned expression.
"That was my girlfriend you
just kissed.” Jimin defended.
"Park Jimin?“ Temptress
perked up, recognizing him immediately. "You…and her?”
You grabbed onto Jimin’s hand, standing
beside him, as if to reassure her that you two were in fact together.
"Oh wow. I’m so happy for
you.“ she smiled warmly. "You truly were my greatest student.”
"Is that her?“ You
whispered into Jimin’s ear, and he nodded subtly.
"I’m sorry for everything I
said and did to you back then. I was really messed up…I still am.” she
scratched the back of her head. “And I’m glad you didn’t end up like
Jimin furrowed his brow. “But
you came with someone.”
"Oh that guy.“ Temptress
snorted. "I didn’t want to look lame, coming alone. I hired him to escort
me. I don’t even know him.”
"Yeah…“ she blushed
sheepishly. "I’ve been wanting to apologize for awhile now. I was so
insensitive, and I took advantage of your naivety and toyed with you. I thought
I was entitled and amazing, like I was doing you a favor by doing those things
with you, but I devalued your feelings and hurt you. So, I’m sorry….”
Jimin glanced around as a bunch of eyes
were waiting for his reply. You smiled and squeezed his hand encouragingly. He
really didn’t expect this at all.
"Um it’s okay. It’s the past.“
He found himself saying surprisingly. He had envisioned the many things that he
would say to Temptress if ever he had a chance to, and needless to say, all of
the conversations he had imagined weren’t nice at all. But now, he faced her
and he didn’t have a single mean thing to say. What had he even been so mad and
worried about? "But I don’t know if I can forgive you for kissing my girlfriend.”
When did she learn to look
embarrassed and timid like that? Jimin was overwhelmed. He didn’t remember this
side of her at all. She was always so sure of herself and so poised.
"I’m sorry. She was just so
beautiful, stunning, and confident. It was so alluring. I couldn’t help
myself.“ Temptress confessed.
"Aww, thanks.” You cooed,
quickly dropping your guard at her compliments.
"Well yeah umm…“ Jimin
coughed, trying to maintain the upper hand. "But you still shouldn’t go
around randomly kissing strangers…”
He caught you glance at him with an amused expression. He knew you were thinking that he had no right to tell someone not to kiss strangers randomly, when he had done so plenty of times himself. But that was beside the point here, he was trying to look tough and angry.
"Well…if you and she don’t
mind…would you be willing to share…her?“ Temptress squirmed, eye-ing
you intently. "I really…haven’t been so taken and attracted with someone
in such a long time. And I mean, you’ve become so handsome yourself, Jimin. I’d
Jimin grabbed your hand tightly and
stepped in front of you, blocking her eyes from raking down your body
ravenously. “Sorry, I don’t plan to share her. She’s mine alone.”
"I envy you.“ she smiled
sadly, accepting his rejection of her suggestion with an audible sigh. "I spent so much time hating on love…that I let a lot of good
guys slip away. Now I have no idea what it was that got me so worked up about
empty sex that I ended up swearing off any sort of emotional connection. I’m
glad you found it despite being widely known as a playboy back in high school
and through college.”
"No really.” You chimed,
beaming widely. “Thank you for everything.”
Jimin glared at you, knowing you were
taking a jab at his skills in bed. Temptress blushed and grinned at your
sincerity, making Jimin want to cover you up immediately. Did she really just
fall for you? The woman he had scorned and hated on for years. The very woman
that had tainted his purity and shown him the cruelty of falling for the wrong
person. That same woman was envious of him, and was vying for you, the person
he loved. It was difficult to wrap his head around the peculiar turn of events.
"Well at least save a dance for
me, Jimin’s girlfriend.“ Temptress winked playfully.
"Y/N.” You grinned. “And
Jimin pulled you away from the
crowd, feeling as if his legs were about to give out at any moment, plus he
didn’t want to think about what would happen if you ended up liking Temptress
too. Regardless of how things unfolded, he had faced his past head-on and
realized that he had overcome it. None of his classmates held anything against
him nor did they think ill of him anymore. Temptress apologized and although it
was a little mean of him, it was great seeing her jealous of him, jealous of
him having love, of him having something she couldn’t get. Smiling to himself,
he knew he had done something right, and that was not letting go of you.
After that, the night progressed relatively
well. He finally loosened up and was able to catch up with more of his old
friends. He spoke candidly about what he did and used to do as a career, even telling
everyone about how you two met and ended up getting together. Needless to say
everyone was impressed by your unique love story.
And while he conversed, you spent
your time dancing, gathering as much gossip as you could about how Jimin was
back in the day. As you promised, you saved a dance for Temptress and you were
able to get to know her a little better. Surprisingly, you two got along really
well. She wasn’t as bad as Jimin had portrayed her to be; she was actually a
kind person underneath her intimidatingly bodacious appearance. Much like you
and Jimin, she had just made plenty of wrong decisions that spiraled her into a
dark place regarding relationships. You had been there and done that, so you
truly empathized with her.
All in all, it seemed to have been a
successful reunion for everyone, and you could tell Jimin was in high spirits
once again. You had missed him being so, since he had been clouded with worry
and anxiety the weeks leading to the reunion. He hummed happily as he drove
back home, and you watched him endearingly.
"Jimin.“ You called.
"I was totally down for a
threesome by the way.“
"Seriously?” he choked
out, coughing frantically, at the sudden confession.
"Yeah. I mean, if she TAUGHT
you what you know now then she must be really be something.“ You explained
"She didn’t teach me
everything!” he huffed defiantly.
"Mhm.“ You half-hearted
"She didn’t! And I don’t like
"You’ve never had a problem in
the past.“ You eyed him skeptically.
"You’re different. I don’t like
sharing you.” He pouted.
You blushed and chuckled at his
words. You loved how protective and possessive he was over you; it was cute and
it fluttered your heart more than you’d like to admit.
"Do you still have feelings for
her?“ You inquired.
"No, absolutely not.”
"Are you sure?“
"Of course. I wasn’t worried
about seeing her because I thought I’d fall for her again. I was more afraid
about being less successful than everybody else. I was afraid she would still
be above me, still have power over me, would still make me feel small and
worthless. I was afraid to be average again…” he squeezed your hand.
“But I realized something.”
"What? That with me and
Temptress combined, you would become average?“ You teased.
Jimin groaned, "I’m trying to
be romantic here!”
"I’m sorry sweetie. Keep being
romantic.“ You chuckled as you kissed his cheek to appease him. "What
did you realize?”
"I was going to say… until
you ruined the mood… that I realized that with you, I’m never going to be
average again, because together we’re extraordinary.“
"Aww that’s so cheesy. Who are
you and what have you done with my Chimchim?” You grinned.
Jimin blushed and kept his eyes glued
on the road, embarrassed.
"Can you pull up over
there?“ You pointed randomly.
"Why? You need to pee?” he
"Want to have some hott car
sex?“ You suggested flirtatiously.
Wildly and abruptly, Jimin swerved
to the side of the road. He parked the
car and stared at you exasperatedly.
"What did I say about talking
dirty when I’m driving?! You know it’s dangerous!”
"Well, can I talk dirty now
that you’re not driving?“ You
smirked as you crawled your fingers up his arm seductively.
"No. Wait until we’re
home.” he grumbled rebelliously as he turned back to grip the steering
"One kiss?“ You pouted.
"I did a good job today and I want a reward!”
Jimin sighed, “Alright. One
kiss, but no funny business, okay?”
"Kay.“ You giggled and
unbuckled your seatbelt eagerly.
Before he could protest, you crashed
your lips onto his and began palming him through his slacks roughly. He groaned
and tried to push you off, albeit lightly, in fake resistance. You smiled,
knowing he couldn’t refuse you at this point. You broke the kiss and he
fluttered his eyes open, a bit dizzy from the surprise attack.
"Park Jimin. Don’t ever let
anyone tell you or make you feel like you’re average.” you whispered to him
intently. “You’re fantastic at everything. Except for cooking…certain
things, but you’re improving.”
"Thanks.“ Jimin rolled his
eyes, but you gently placed your hands on his face, forcing him to stare at you.
"I mean it. You’re a wonderful
boyfriend, a fantastic lover, a great friend, and beloved boss. If those things
didn’t happen back then, we probably wouldn’t be where we are right now. You
wouldn’t be the Jimin in front of me, and it probably wouldn’t be me escorting
you to your high school reunion.” Your lips curled up affectionately.
“So don’t let the past haunt you anymore because you’ve built such a great
present and future for yourself.”
Jimin smiled gratefully, “Will
my future have you in it?”
You grinned, “Will you keep me
He nodded, laughing as he leaned
forward. “I plan to keep you for a very, very long time, love.”
Sweetly, your lips found each other
and perfectly melded together.
You would’ve gone further had it not
been for the cop car that pulled up behind you guys. Immediately, you parted
yourselves and pretended to be on your phones.
"Is everything okay here?“
"Yes, sir.” Jimin smiled
as soon as he rolled down the window.
"We were just looking for
You paused as you looked up from
your phone to find none other than Jeon Jungkook, grinning widely at you from
the driver side window. Immediately, you gasped giddily and beamed at his
"Oh my lord. My little Kooks
–You’re one hott cop!”
"Why, thank you Noona.“ he
chuckled and bowed playfully.
"Hey, hey. No googly eyes at my
girlfriend.” Jimin scolded.
"I know, I know. Rule #1.“
Jungkook grinned. "I recognized your car and license plate while I was on
patrol. Knowing you two, I figured I’d come see the action, you know.”
"You little.“ Jimin
pinched his cheeks harshly. "You’ve been wanting to see us in action since
"Hey, I’d learn a lot, you
know, if I got a demonstration instead of an explanation.“
"Oh trust me, Kooks. You’re
quite gifted. You’re good.” You gave him a thumbs up.
"YOU WATCH HIS MONITOR?“
"I watch EVERYONE’S
monitor!” You argued.
Jimin hesitated. “Who’s
"Oh my god. I’m not having this
conversation Jimin.“ You rolled your eyes.
Jungkook giggled as he tapped Jimin’s
car lightly. "Well, I have to get back to work. Rule #13 hyung.”
Jimin cracked up and fist bumped
Jungkook. “You’re right.”
“Have a good night!” Jungkook
saluted you two suavely.
"Night!“ You waved and he
soon disappeared back into the road to complete his patrol. Not long after,
Jimin pulled back into the main road, continuing the route home once more.
"What’s Rule #13?” You
Jimin chuckled, “You’ll like
You raised an eyebrow curiously.
"Rule #13: It’s not about the
package, it’s about the delivery.“
You and Jimin laughed hysterically
all the way home.
Once you arrived at your apartment, you
scurried past him to get inside first. He curiously glanced your way, wondering
why you had rushed through the door. But you simply smirked.
"Well Mr. Park,” You threw
your jacket onto the couch and posed. “Would you care to show me how you
deliver that package?”
Jimin’s eyes darkened as he licked
his lips. Roughly, he grabbed your waist to pull you against his body, your
faces just mere centimeters apart.
MASQUERADE III: THE RULES OF THE GAME (COMING SOON)
in which the dance major jimin’s best friend, lisa manoban has a crush on the basketball player jeongguk and starts to plan how to seduce him, involving jimin. what she doesn’t know that jeongguk already has his eyes on jimin, not her…
In which the hip-hop dancer Jungkook is forced to learn contemporary dancing with a boy he can’t stand… They fight, they scream and try to get rid of each other only to realize that maybe passion is really the key after all.
Park Jimin’s life is not exactly exciting. He’s selling books, while trying his best to raise a 4 year old little girl alone. One day he receives a text message from an unknown number, which is slowly turning his life upside down. Not to mention that his best friend from high-school, who he happened to have a crush on for years is also coming back to town…
“Come on! Feel the beat!” You scream over the music while smoothly moving your hips into the rhytm. The Trickster God was looking at you in utter disbelief.
Were you really trying to seduce him into dancing with you?
Your sudden changes of mood were still a mystery to him, but with his own unstable spirit, he didn’t mind them that much. Though he was always surprised by the effect that music had on you.
Midgardian music was so different from the one from Asgard on which he grew up. He could admit that it was much more diverse and vivacious, but at some points a little incoherent for his taste.
One day he found you making breakfast with modern rap as a background. The other time you were working by the counter moving your head slowly in the rhytm of some classic tune. Yet today, after multiple glasses of wine you couldn’t help swaying your hips to sounds of 80’s classics playlist.
Loki enjoyed himself quite a lot on the couch watching you and drinking uncountable amounts of red liquid. He obviously could not get drunk, so his only entertainment were your oddly alluring moves happening right in front of his sight.
It wasn’t like you were trying to bewitch him… well, maybe a little.
But generally speaking you were just having a great time reminiscing curiously familiar jams of your childhood.
Some would call them catchy or simply nauseous, but there was something about them that your body couldn’t resist.
To your partners’ evident amusement.
„Ooh! I love this one!” You squeal as you almost jump to turn up the volume. Fleetwood Mac was by far one of your favourite bands growing up.
You hoped that you’d plant some interest in Earth music in Loki, but he was too used to sounds of soothing harps and other instruments playing in the palace.
You were desperate to get his attention and gain some respect for human creations, but unsuccessfully.
Until „Love My Way” came on. It was your last chance - you were already tired from all the lond dancing, not to mention alcohol buzzing in your head.
It was now or never.
„Please don’t tell me that this one doesn’t speak to you either.”
He shifts a little only to lean on the couch more comfortably.
„It’s fine, love.”
„Then why won’t you dance with me?” He stops mid movement of his hand holding another glass full of wine, and looks at you.
„Are you really asking a god to dance with you to some raunchy song?”
You giggled and nodded. You were far past taking his words seriously. He must have felt it because he immediately softened and chuckled before taking a large sip and putting glass back on nearby table.
„May my ancestors forgive me for what i’m about to commit…” he muttered more to himself than anyone else while slowly getting up.
Your smile grew bigger in a second.
„But please don’t make me do it in front of anyone else ever.”
„Me? I would never do that.” you say before hiding yourself in his strong arms. Of course you would, and by the end of this evening he’ll be willing to do that, you thought to yourself.
Your dance was slow and sloppy but full of tender touches. You slowed down a bit just enough so he could merge with you. You were getting tired with every passing second. Your eyes closed, head laying on your lovers’ chest, just listening to the beating of his heart more than actual music.
He kept on moving slowly, steadying your exhausted form on himself.
„You were right.” He spoke softly while rubbing circles on your back.
„Hmm?” You hummed half asleep.
„You were right about the music. It’s nice. I could get used to it eventually.”
„Would you?” His confession has awaken you a little. You looked into his sea-like eyes to meet a loving glance. A kiss was perceptible on your forehead, but you were too lost in him to notice that.
„I think i would. But only if you’ll dance for me the way you did tonight more often.”
„Pervert!” You hide your head in his chest laughing lightly.
„But now let’s get you to bed, you’ve been drinking quite a lot today.”
„Says a man who’s drank 5 bottles of wine all by himself…”
„Says a god, darling. Come on, let’s go to the bedroom.”
Huge thank you to everyone commenting and/or reblogging my latest imagines - you guys are making my day 💞
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Aaaaah! Thank you! I’m so sorry this took forever, I’ve had a crazy week this week and I haven’t had anytime to write! But, here it is!
Prompt: “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
Nico’s lungs filled with the choking scent of cigarettes and alcohol as he made his way to the bar. The pounding beat of a techno song reverberated through the oppressive crush of hot, sweaty bodies and into Nico’s skull. He finally reached the other end of the room, where a long, forlorn-looking counter sat entertaining its few occupants.
Nico took a seat on one of the neglected barstools and asked the young woman behind the counter for a glass of water. She returned less than a minute later and handed him a glass, which he thanked her for before swiveling around to observe the activity at the opposite side of the space.
Drunken laughter mingled with the rumbling bass of the music. The crowd swayed and knocked against each other in a sort of joyful, haphazard dance. Slithering tendrils of purple-gray smoke rose from the assembly, while empty beer bottles rolled underfoot.
“I’ve not seen you here before,” an unfamiliar voice said. Nico whipped around to locate the source, and found himself face to face with a man who couldn’t have been much older than him.
He had golden hair that curled slightly and round blue eyes that glimmered with amusement. Freckles dusted the angular plains of his face, and a thin, white scar cut across his pointed chin. “You don’t come around here a lot, do you?” he asked. His voice was warm and mellifluous, almost musical.
“No, I’m not really one to frequent bars and clubs much,” Nico replied.
The boy raised an eyebrow, “Then what brought you here? Rough week?”
“No,” Nico replied, shaking his head. “More like my friend’s birthday.” He jutted his chin in the direction of the crowd, where Percy, Leo, and Jason were busy toppling over each other as they tried to keep up with the speeding rhythm of the song.
“Ah,” the boy replied.
Nico sipped his water and faced him, “So, what’s your name?”
“Will Solace,” the boy–Will–answered.
“And how’d you end up in this place?” Nico inquired.
“I’m a med student and finals are coming up, that’s all you need to know,” Will said. Nico chuckled and rested his elbow on the bar. There was something captivating about the way the light danced on Will’s sculpted features that left Nico unable to tear his eyes from him.
“How about I buy you a drink. Cheers to finals?” Nico offered.
A smirk flickered across Will’s lips. “You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
“S-so what if I am?” Nico stuttered, his cheeks coloring.
Will leaned forward. The glimmer in his blue eyes seemed more pronounced now. “Well, then I’d consider myself pretty damn lucky.”
Nico’s blush deepened, and his heart hammered in his chest. He opened his mouth to respond, but his voice died in his throat.
Suddenly, Will averted his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. “Shit, did I go too far?”
“No, no. You just caught me off guard that’s all,” Nico replied.
Will’s face relaxed into an easy smile, “What, you aren’t used to being flirted with?”
“People tend to avoid me,” Nico answered, shaking his head.
“You’re kidding me!” Will exclaimed. “With a face like yours I’d think you’d be fighting men and women off with a stick!”
Nico laughed. “No, they don’t seem to notice my natural charm,” he joked.
“Well, their loss, then,” Will answered. He yawned and stretched his arms.
“Tired, Solace?” Nico asked.
“Yeah,” Will answered. “This place is exhausting.”
“Then go home,” Nico said.
Will suddenly perked up at Nico’s words. “Oh, hell no,” Will replied. “Not without getting your number first!” He drew his phone from his pocket and held it out to Nico.
“You want my number?” Nico asked in surprise.
“Of course I want your number,” Will countered.
Finally, Nico took the phone from Will and punched in his number before returning it.
“I’m expecting a text from you sometime tonight, doctor’s orders.” Will said in a playful tone.
Nico rolled his eyes, “Whatever you say Will.”
He grinned, “Good night, Nico.”
Nico smiled in return, “Good night, Will.”
With one last wave, Will turned and disappeared into the haze of smoke and bodies on the other side of the room, leaving Nico’s heart pounding louder than the beat of the music.
“You look so handsome. I am so proud of
Hayato hid his sneer at his stepmother’s
praises. He would never forgive his father’s Omega for how she treated him when
he was a child. How she sneered and made fun of him for treating the doll he
had been given to test his hierarchy with such care and gentleness and declared
him an Omega. Only when he reached the age of twelve did he make it
clear that he was an Alpha by nature when he defeated three other Alpha males alone
one day when they finally made him angry.
Still though she was his father’s Omega.
Laying a hand on her was unthinkable until he decided to take his father’s place
as Alpha of the family. Which would be anytime he wished now that he was in his
twenties and clearly stronger than his father. His stepmother knew this as
well. It was obvious in the way she was grooming him as though she were the one who
had actually given birth to him.
“Thank you, Mother.” He politely, coolly
replied. “If you will excuse me, I’ll go out to the party now.”
“Ah! Make sure you dance with my niece! You
know she would make you a perfect Omega! Don’t hold back~!”
Hayato ignored her as he stepped out of the
room. He knew very well why she wanted him to dance with that particular Omega.
Having a lesser Omega as his partner would secure her position in the household
even if he defeated his father. Like hell he was going to let that happen.
He stepped onto the ballroom and endured
all the come hither looks from all the Omega present. Some of them even in the
beginning stages of heat. He cursed his father for making him come to these
parties. So what if he hadn’t claimed an Omega of his own yet? He prided
himself for being an Alpha with excellent control over his instincts. He wasn’t
a lower class Beta.
“You look very handsome tonight, Master
Hayato. Would you like some champagne?”
Hayato looked down to see you smiling up at
him and he relaxed a bit. Although younger you’ve grown up with him in this
mansion. You were more than just a maid, you were his friend. Even if you were a Beta of low birth.
He took a glass of wine from the tray you
were offering and took a sip before scowling at the giggling Omega looking over
at him. “Damn these idiots.”
“You’re going to have to take a mate sooner
or later. Why don’t you just enjoy it and give in?”
“And give my stepmother the satisfaction?
You sighed. “Well just try to enjoy the
party, alright? It is the date of
your weaning, after all.”
“That’s easy for you to say.” He replied
dryly, once again sipping the champagne.
You smiled, shook your head and moved away
to offer the other guests drinks. Hayato’s eyes never left you since then. No
one had ever had the courage to point it out but whenever you were near, his
eyes would always follow your every move as though hypnotized by everything you
did. He couldn’t help it and he had given up figuring out the reason why.
“Yo, Hayato,” another Alpha, Yamamoto
Takeshi called out to him, distracting Hayato from his staring. “Happy Weaning
and all that.”
“Go away, Baseball Freak!”
“Ahahaha, grouchy was always.”
Both Alpha swiftly turned their heads towards
the scream and Hayato saw red when his eyes were met by the sight of you
sitting on the floor looking as though you were in pain.
“What’s going― Hey! Hayato!”
But Hayato was no longer listening to
Takeshi. He rushed to your side overwhelmed with the desire to protect you. However, when he was
only a few steps away the sweet, sweet scent of fresh heat filled his nostrils
and stopped him in his tracks. It took him a while before he realized the sweet
scent was coming from you.
“I knew it!” the Omega his stepmother
wanted him to dance with screeched as she kicked at you with her long heels. “I
knew you were only an Omega! You were
trying to secretly seduce Hayato-sama all along weren’t you?! I knew it!”
Hayato sniffed and caught another scent on
the scene. He saw Takeshi dip his finger into the liquid that had been spilled a little away from you, give it a sniff and
cringe as though it were something foul.
“Ugh is this that new drug that forces
Omega into heat?” Takeshi asked in disgust. “How crude! And cruel!”
So they forced you to drink it. Hayato
would have liked to strike down the jealous Omega who was now trying to scratch
your eyes out but he had more pressing problems. One by one the Alpha guests
were catching on to your scent and it would only take a matter of time before
they all dove on you like a pack of wild animals.
He snarled wildly at everyone nearby and, without a second thought, lifted you in
his arms and rushed you out of the ballroom. Taking the servant’s walkway he
walked into an empty drawing room further into the house and locked the door
“I-I’m sorry, Hayato-sama,” you sobbed,
trying to deal with the pain of your arousal. “I- I tried so hard to keep it a
secret… I just wanted to be near you but…”
Watching your tears and inhaling your
addicting scent he now understood why he could never take his eyes away from
you. He realized now that he had instinctively known even from the start you were Omega. His senses
have already wanted you for himself.
“Idiot. Now look what you’ve done.” He growled
as he began loosening his tie and stalking towards you. “Well there’s nothing
for it then. Strip. Get on your knees. You did say I’ll have to take a mate sooner or later.”
You held out your hand to him, begging for
alms as you sat on your corner of the street wearing your tattered and ragged
Reborn didn’t know why but he glanced at
you from the corner of his eye hidden beneath the brim of his fedora. He was
used to beggars littering this part of town so you weren’t supposed to be any
different. He could sense you were an Omega, though, which was troubling.
Though it didn’t look like you were old enough to breed yet it did not take a
genius that you were on the cusp of that age already.
You smiled at him innocently through the
filth on your face.
Strange that he would notice. Strange that
he would care.
This night truly did feel as though it
would breed mysteries.
He stopped in the middle of the cross alley
right around the corner from where you were and waited. He turned when he heard
the sound of faint footsteps approaching.
“Glad you could make it, Reborn.” The man
greeted the Alpha.
Reborn huffed; he did not make it a point
to interact with lower ranking Beta who thought they could pass themselves off
as Alpha. Modern society could go screw itself.
He would not be here had Timoteo not asked
it of him. The older, high ranking Alpha barely asked him for anything, after
all. “Where is it?”
The other man laughed and held up a
briefcase seemingly cuffed to his wrist. “Right here.”
Reborn nodded, glad that this wretched deal
was almost over. “Fine. The usual fee?”
“I think I want a little bit of extra this
Reborn narrowed his eyes at the man. “Don’t
be an idiot. I’ve killed people for less.”
“Well then… It’s a good thing you’re the
bonus I wanted as payment.”
Reborn tensed and dodged the bullets aimed
for him. However, he wasn’t prepared for the one hidden among the noisy
bullets by a silencer. Although his senses already knew it was coming his body
was not fast enough to react. He braced himself for the impact but his eyes
widened when he felt himself being pushed out of harm’s way by a tiny blur of
dirty brown and gray.
“Shit! What was that?!”
cares, keep shooting!”
But they already gave Reborn enough of a
window to reach for his gun and begin firing back. Each flash from his gun
reflected off his ebony eyes like lightning off a starless sky. By the time he
got up, seven men had slumped dead in the deserted alley.
Calmly the Alpha ripped the man’s hand off
and took the briefcase with him. He stopped beside your bleeding form and
squatted down to look into your face.
“Now why the hell would you do something like that?”
Your mouth opened to form words… but no
sound came out.
“Tsk,” he snapped his tongue inside his
mouth. “Guess I owe you. How about it? Wanna come with me?”
The hopeful look in your eyes was too
heartbreaking even for his ice cold heart.
“Fine. I promise I’ll take care of you from
now on. Just as long as you stay loyal to me. Understood?”
You made to nod your head obediently with
what remained of your strength.
Reborn picked you up and took you home. As
he reported to Timoteo and delivered the briefcase, he instructed the mansion’s
doctors and maids to attend to you. By the time he came back he stopped in his
tracks at the astonishing change of your appearance.
Scrubbed clean and dressed in fine clothes
you looked ethereal. And your scent smelled divine.
He shocked himself as well as Timoteo when
the older Alpha walked in to meet the Omega who saved his close friend’s life
and Reborn snarled at him in warning. His instincts reacting possessively to
another Alpha coming near you.
When Reborn realized what he had done he
gritted his teeth together and covered his angry face with his fedora.
What the fuck did he just get himself into?
Xanxus stopped in the middle of a trail and
stared at the disturbed ground. Smelled the dirt on his fingers before his face
broke into a smirk.
Did you really think you could run away
He continued walking until his ears
detected the sound of water. Heading towards it he found you. Standing under
the waterfall in deep concentration, temptingly naked and alluring. His deep
chuckle brought you abruptly out of your deep meditation.
Horror filled your eyes at the sight of
him. “What?! How did you find me?!”
Xanxus laughed mockingly. “I’ve decided you’re
mine. I’ll always be able to find
Your face twisted in helpless anger. “No!”
Ignoring your nakedness, you slipped off
the rocks and dove for your clothes where a gun was hidden in your pockets. You
aimed it at him and shot. He dodged, of course; but his eyes now sharpened into
something like a hunter cornering its prey.
Using his size he tried to corner you but you
used your speed to dodge and aimed for his legs. Xanxus winced as he knelt on
one knee because of the wound.
“Just leave me alone! I’m never going to be anyone’s Omega!” you
shouted as you kept him at gunpoint while gathering your clothes. “I’ll die first before I let an Alpha claim
Despite his wound Xanxus smirked as the
pheromones in his blood hit your nostrils and made you flush and shiver in
arousal. He admired the strength of will that allowed you to grit your teeth
against your instincts and again disappear from his sight.
He laughed loudly as you fled and dread
skittered down your spine at the sound of it.
Xanxus was pleased, however. A spirited
Omega like you was rare and he deserved only the best of the best. When he
caught you― and he will― there will
be no force in heaven or hell that would stop him from claiming you.
so here is my fic rec for my two babes. this took me so long I hope you appreciate it!!! :o this is mostly Yoonmin & Sugakookie! But here ya go some of my fav fanfics! <3
Secret Affairs (Yoonmin, Side Jihope, Detectives!AU, Fluff, Smut, One Shot): Jung Hoseok is one of South Korea’s most famous baseball-stars and his girlfriend, model Kim Hyeri, thinks he might be cheating on her. She hires private detective Min Yoongi to find out the truth - and little did Yoongi know that he would fall in love with Hoseok’s secret affair, an awfully endearing boy named Park Jimin.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6435610
Out Of My System (Yoonmin, One Night Stand!AU, Fluff/Angst, Mature, 16/16): Yoongi likes one night stands and he understands how they work. What he doesn’t understand, however, is how he ended up in bed with a probably-not-legal kid crying in his arms about his broken heart, because he’s pretty sure (and correct him if he’s wrong) that a babysitting job was not what he was looking for when he went to the opening of his friend’s new club.http://archiveofourown.org/works/3808921/chapters/8487562 one of my ult favs!!!
The Ones Leading Up To The One (Yoonmin, One Shot): “I take pictures based on emotion. And trust me, I was feeling a whole lot of emotion seeing you do all those things.” “Feeling what emotion?” "Mainly, secondhand embarrassment.”http://archiveofourown.org/works/6186106
Let me be your kitten (Yoonmin, Smut/Fluff, OneShot): Yoongi works as a pet-sitter part time. When he gets sent to look after a cat called ‘Jimin’ one afternoon, he expects just that: an actual cat, with paws and muzzle and fur. Instead, he’s greeted by the sight of a very naked boy waiting for him. It’s safe to say he almost had a heart-attack. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6502249the famous fanfic where I forgot to get off at my train station ;)))) just smut!!
touch me like you do (Sugakookie, Smut, One Shot): Jimin thinks Jungkook has been to stressed about college. Taking him to a club could be the best or worst idea Jimin could ever have. Jungkook thinks its the best. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5580268
in you’re eyes (it’s were I wanna be) (Yoonmin, Fluff/Humor, One Shot): Jimin accidentally starts a nickname war with the cute blonde who likes his coffee way too bitter. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6602608 this is soooo cuteeee
Show Me What You Got (Yoonmin, Sugar Daddy!AU, Smut, One Shot): Yoongi and Jimin had a contract. Only problem: there was no clause on Potential Emotions. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6301978 I’m all for that Sugar Daddy, let me live XDDD
didn’t sign up for this (Yoonmin, Romatic/Comedy, One Shot): when jin tells him about jimin, he imagines a tall, lanky, university stud who showers maximum twice a week. one can say yoongi has a poor sense of imagination.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6290941
Run Lost Boy (Sugakookie, Peter Pan!AU, Fluff, One Shot): Neverland is home to lost boys like Jungkook and lost boys like Jungkook are supposed to be free.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6392014 this one is sooooooo good!!!! i love it so much!
Olympus (Sugakookie, Greek Mythology!AU, One Shot): “you say that now,” namjoon, a son of athena, states. “but in the future, you never know what might change.” “trust me, if i am felled, it won’t be because of love,” yoongi tells him stiffly.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6297415
Strawberry Lube (Yoonmin, Smut/Fluff/Angst, 4/4): Yoongi remembers little to nothing of their crazy drunken night out. But of two things he’s absolutely sure, one: he’s not gay, two: he just slept with Park Jimin.http://archiveofourown.org/works/4527492/chapters/10301361 one of my all time favs!!!
If it tastes good, it must be mine (Yoonmin, Coffeeshop!AU, Mature, Fluff/MildSmut, One Shot): Park Jimin is a pastry chef and Min Yoongi falls for his smile, his stories, and his raspberry cheesecake. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5087413
Witchcraft (Sugakookie, Lounge Singer!AU, Fluff, One Shot): Jungkook was playing out the last few notes, his voice lowering with the last word when he noticed HIM. He’d casually glanced up from the piano to make sure the lady was satisfied when his eyes landed on the man. Something in his chest tightened and he quickly glanced away before he was caught staring but all it took was one short glance for the image of the handsome blond stranger to be burned into his mind for the rest of the night. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5247551
future tense (Sugakookie, underage, ANGST! One Shot): Jeongguk was born with wings of blood and bone, broken beyond repair. It was Yoongi who had stitched feathers to the seams, promising that they would fly away from here, as far as they could possibly go. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6023128 this is so angsty omg!!!!
game changer (OT7, Smut, Gangbang, One Shot): Yoongi’s partly bored, partly turned on, but deep down they all want to know how depraved this game will have to get until Jungkook spits that water back out and surrenders.http://archiveofourown.org/works/4487085
change your mind (Sugakookie, Sex Shop!AU, Smut, One Shot): jungkook works at a sex shop but is too embarrassed to even look at most of the merchandise (even after he buys it). yoongi decides to do something about it.http://archiveofourown.org/works/5545736
You’re so Hot (Yoonmin, Humor/Fluff/MildSmut, One Shot): 4 times Yoongi can’t find the courage to express his feelings for Jimin, but 1 time he stops being such a damn coward. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6458272
i feel like pray (I feel like praying) (Yoonmin, Vampire!AU, Explicit, Smut, One Shot): "I’m joking!” Jimin yelps. “Oh god please don’t take that seriously in that case. But if I were to offer you something other than blood?”http://archiveofourown.org/works/6443203
Beauty and the Geek (Yoonmin, Side Jikook,Vkook & Namjin,Sugar Daddy!AU, Mature, 6/?): Yoongi, being rich and awkward, decides that he might as well try to make a friend through a sugar daddy website. Only, it ends up being Park Jimin. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5573131/chapters/12847417 this fic is love!!! **
Electric Love (Yoonmin, Side Jihope, Vmon, Jinkook, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Smut/Fluff/Angst, 11/?): The dream Jimin is having isn’t feeling so sweet anymore.http://archiveofourown.org/works/5645434/chapters/13001281 very angsty but also very cute, jimin is crying so much! (and Hobie with Sunny from SNSD which is so weird, but just ignore and really weird background scenes xD)
Dead Leaves (Vkook, Explicit, Crime/Smut, Lawyer/Crime!AU, 4/?): Taehyung doesn’t know how he got into this mess, one minute he thought he was going on an innocent date, the next he was being accused of murder. He has no choice but to leave his fate in the hands of his powerful lawyer. He would give anything to Jeon Jungkook though.http://archiveofourown.org/works/5985490/chapters/13754635 anyone asked for Layer!Kookie? :DDD
You own me a date, or something (Yoonmin, Matchmaker!AU, Mature but mostly Fluff, ¾): Yoongi has dated… one person. And that person fucked him over. When he gets a wedding invitation from none other than yours truly, he RSVPs, not realizing that there’s a plus one. He applies to a matchmaking service to try and fill up his “date” for the night: he doesn’t think that you’re supposed to fall in love with your matchmaker, though.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6413020/chapters/14681230 I have a thing for matchmaking AUs don’t judge me I’m weak…
What the Fuck? (Yoonmin, Coffeeshop!AU, Crack/MildSmut, 5/6): Yoongi’s all for one night stands. They’re quick, convenient and straight to the point, without all the hassle of relationships and mushy feelings involved. In reality, things don’t always turn out as you expect. And this is Yoongi’s story of how his string of hook ups fucked him up, and not in the way he wanted. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5122547/chapters/11784731
Basically Shiro’s arm is made of the main, plain core and attachments he takes off when he’s not at the arena. Would be quite painful to sleep with all the spikes (and we don’t want him to stab Lance when they cuddle, right?).
He can call upon those parts and they attach themselves to his arm with magic. As @littlecofiegirl said: accio parts xD
Lance is basically super smitten with Shiro ever since he saw his beautiful face, but it’s just a physical attraction until he finds out Shiro is an actual angel who secretly helps his people, not a ruthless killer he pretends to be for his cover’s sake.
Shiro introduces Lance to BOM and the Resistance and they start working together to uncover Zarkon’s and Haggar’s evil plot to conquer the world.
Lance calls for The Champion nearly every night and the Galra happily oblige, assuming Lance took a liking to Shiro (spoiler: he did) and wants him for sexy times. They’ve been told to spoil the ditzy prince and grant his every wish.
In truth they both sneak out to conspire against the Galra Emperor and his witch.
Lance, being Lance, tries to use every trick he knows in order to actually seduce Shiro. He’s never met a man who’d make his heart skip a bit the way Shiro does.
Shiro, being Shiro, is completely oblivious at first, and just trying really hard to focus on the mission at hand instead of being distracted by those beautiful, blue eyes (and those, long, smooth legs, and the pearl white smile, and the fingers and… everything).
They dance around each other for the longest time. They fall in love with each other harder and harder every day.
And it’s getting more and more obvious…
Lance is super frustrated because he could swear Shiro looks at him sometimes in a certain way, like he WANTS, but whenever Lance is trying to do something about it, either something happens, or Shiro just backs off. So he eventually leaves him alone.
Shiro realises that maybe his feelings are not so one sided too, but he can’t let it happen. After everything is over, Lance will have to go back to Altea, back to his duties. He is a prince, goddamnit! And who is Shiro? No one, that’s who.
An epic battle, few near death experiences, and cheesy confessions later they both realise they’re being stupid and they love each other very much and can’t live apart. So they both go back to Altea, get married, and they travel around the world trying to help out those in need.
be back,” you sang, instinctively curling your fingers into a fist and raising
your thumb. “You’ll find me again. I’ll be back then. Nobody can like you more
than I do.” You bobbed your head along to the music, cranking up the volume as
you drove home from work. You were in a particularly good mood today because
your coworker baked you some cookies, and now one of your favorite 2PM songs
was on the radio. You checked the time on your dashboard and sighed; the only
way to make your night better was if your boyfriend was home, but you knew he
had to work late tonight.
He really let himself go. He was on tour and you guys got into a huge fight. For some reason, Seokjin thought it was a great idea to drink till all he could see was black. He bit off more than he could chew. Not only did he wake up with the worst hangover known to man, he woke up naked in an unknown hotel bed. He knew he was fucked.
She was a young trainee who was very provocative around Yoongi. It bothered you in the beginning but Yoongi assured you that he had everything under control. Yoongi was working in the studio late, as always and she just so happened to be there practicing. One thing led to another and all of a sudden, clothes are on the floor and your boyfriend is fucking her against his soundboard.
This woman was always around him. It was all by coincidence, or so she says. One night, he was just at the convenience store when he saw the woman walking around messily. Anyone could tell she was drunk. Hoseok, being the man that he is, offered her a ride back to her house because he didn’t want her getting hurt or taken advantage of. When they got to her house, she tried her advances and somehow it worked.
None of this was supposed to happen. She was just a stage manager. It was just the fact that she was always there when he was missing you. Like Jin, he got drunk. In doing this, his mind was playing tricks on him. She smelled like you and Namjoon could swear it was you. When he woke up in the morning, guilt had filled up his entire body.
He was in the practice room, trying to get the dance right for Fake Love. He was so stressed. He just wanted to get the dance right and go home. Jimin was in the middle of the chorus when she walked in. She always seemed to be interested in him but Jimin didn’t want to assume. She tried to seduce him and he did his best to ignore it but he was just so stressed. That night, he ended up getting his dick sucked.
It was a lingering ex. Specifically the one before you. Taehyung was so in love with her and it took you two years to acquire his heart. He had told you he was over her countless time but deep down you knew, even if it was just a little bit, he felt something for her. He was on tour and it just so happened that she was there too. They had coffee and next thing you know, he cheated.
It had been going on for months. Three, to be exact. Jungkook was at the store buying groceries when she had accidentally ran into him with her cart. At first, they were friends, truly, but Jungkook would be lying if he said that he didn’t feel something for her. He knew it was wrong and you would find out sooner or later but he couldn’t bring himself to break up with you.
So that’s part one! I was gonna have you find out but it would be really long and I don’t like that? I don’t know haha!
But in the next and final part, there will be gifs. That’s it. Okay. Bye <3