Rating Of Every Raichu Sprite From Main Series Pokemon Games
Detailed for what limited pallets the gameboy had back than, slightly minamalist and simplistic in design as all gen 1 Pokemon are. I respect this elder regardless for his original design. 9/10
A PERFECT BOY!! Look at that expression full of excitement! I wish we could have seen more of this quality Raichu in this game. 10/10
Designers, c’mon now. This isn’t fair. You can’t just make me choose between TWO sprites to rate!! But if I have to choose, than I prefer 1st sprite. He’s fat, powerful and that expression on his face just screams of smugness. The second Raichu, however, seems to have more mischievous expression rather than aggression. Both receive a 7/10.
Not as fat, but I do like his “PUT EM UP, SCRUB” pose. 9/10
He’s finally relaxed, he’s no longer in constant attack mode! I’m so proud of him of his comfort around others! 11/10
I am concerned for his sudden shift in weight gain, but as long as he feels comfortable with his weight however, than so do I. Now there’s just more of this big boy to hug. 9/10
What a joyful expression! An improvement to the previous 2nd gen sprites. I trust him. 10/10.
Another quality sprite! This one takes inspiration from the mid animation frame from 4th gen, I see! I appreciate the reference. Also, look at the those LEGS! 9/10
Not much detail, and I miss his expressions and pose. He’s happy with his transcendence to 3D but I miss the little details. :( 5/10
NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT!! The happiest boy I’ve ever seen. Unratable, to put a number on his perfection would be a crime. He’s not quite as chubby however, but he must be light enough to fit on his tail. Still enjoys a Malasada every now and than. Finally gets his time in spotlight with his new found psychic powers away from the popularity of Pikachu. He’s even got his own Z-move! Good job, little buddy on your rise to stardom!
it's february 14th, you know what that means!
two weeks until i get to listen to the re-recorded version of juno steel and the case of the murderous mask, the first episode of the penumbra podcast, by sophie kaner and kevin vibert, to whom i owe my life,
Finally u guys - I finished the project I started 6? 7? Years ago?? Dimensions are just short of 16"x12" on 18 count I think.
I could not be happier and more excited to frame this. Now finally on to the next one. Hopefully it doesn’t take me the better part of a decade this time.
Louis’ new single with Bebe Rexha is available for pre-order if you live in the UK, and based upon the information showing in iTunes, Louis has signed a distribution deal with Syco through his solely owned company, 78 Productions!
As has been stated several times, we can not know exactly what’s in the contract, but historically this is truly the best possible outcome of any deal that he could have made with Syco and I could not be more excited!
harrys girl who has a HELLA MAJOR PRAISE KINK!!!!!!! plz and thank uuu” Enjoy!
“Harry! I got a ninety-seven!” I heard Y/n squeal from the living room. “Way to go, babe!” I praise and quickly place the shirt i just folded into my drawer. I laugh to myself and make my way over to where she was. I turn the corner and see her standing in front of the coffee table with her phone in her hand, she had been refreshing her email all afternoon. She’d studied for thirteen hours straight prior to this exam so, one can only assume she wanted this very badly. Before she realizes i’m in the room, I scoop her up in my arms and spin her around.
“i’m so proud of you” I mutter, my face nuzzled between her neck and shoulder. She takes my face in her hands and looks me in the eyes. “Did I make daddy proud?” She squints at me. I throw my head back, laughing. Y/n giggles as I set her back down to stand on her own. She sits her phone down on the table before turning back to me.
“Of course you did, you’ve always been daddy’s little star.” I wink.
She raises an eyebrow and starts to play with the hair and the nape of my neck. My hand travels down from the middle of her back to lift up the hem of her shirt and gently run my nails against the skin of her hips. She hisses and touches her forehead to mine. “How come you never reward me, then?” she asks, nibbling on her bottom lip.
“A lip bite? Very original” I tease.
Y/n smirks and reaches her hand between our faces. She brushes her thumb over my lip “I could always bite yours, would that be more exciting?”
She ignited a fire in me with a single sentence. I sigh, not only because I felt myself getting harder by the second, but because she had made me feel like a teenager again. All she did was was ask me a risque question and i’m already as hard as a rock. Sadly, I can’t say this is the first time its happened. She glances up at me through her lashes and waits for my response. “Why don’t you help me find more ways to make you proud, yeah?” she suggests, gesturing for me to sit on the couch. I know where this is going. That particular look in her eyes is a look i’ve seen before. Pupils dilated, lips nice and wet, breath shallow.
She gets down on her knees in front of me and wastes no time dragging my sweatpants down. I’m not wearing boxers today, I figured we would get a little hot and bothered at some point today (it being our only free day this week, and all) and I wanted to make the process less tedious. I’m thanking myself a million times internally. I take my shirt off rather quickly, my eyes glued to her, anticipating her next move.
Y/n doesn’t bother pulling the trousers all the way off of my legs, she lets them pool at my feet. She takes my cock in her small hands kisses the tip, she lets some spit dribble out and onto the head before swiping over it with her thumb. The very same thumb she had used to toy with my lip not too long ago. I can’t stop the hiss that slips out, today is not a good day to prolong the foreplay. I very well might cum before the good stuff starts.
She takes notice of my sensitivity to her touch and cuts to the chase, lowering her mouth down on me. Her tongue laps at the veins of my shaft and she knows how to apply just the right amount of pressure with her teeth. I feel them graze me as she brings her head back up to my tip.
‘ah fuck..that’s good baby” I pant. She whimpers on me, her hand squeezing the base of me. She loves when I praise her….this could be fun. I decide to take it up a notch. What harm could a little more motivation do?
“shit baby i- mm fuck you take such good care of your man, don’t you?”
She nods lightly, my dick still lodged in her pretty mouth. I reach down and caress her cheek with my finger. “so fucking good, princess” I groan. She’s enjoying this. I can tell by how her eyes light up every time I speak. “You’re licking me with the same tongue you use to give th-those big speeches at school” I started, her eyebrows furrow. She has no clue where i’m going with this but continues to bob her head up and down.
“That mouth is pure gold in and outside of the bedroom….you please daddy in every single way” This seems to do it for her. She lifts her mouth off of me and stands up to take down her yoga pants.
“Come on” is all she spits out at me before walking towards the bedroom. I jump up, kicking my own pants off.
When i enter the room, I see her lying down on the bed, her panties around her ankles. She’s rubbing herself with one hand and beckoning me over to her with the other. I stride over to the bed, tugging at myself as I do so. “You getting ready fo’ me?” I ask her, she nods quickly. She seems so excited and i can’t hide the smile spreading across my face. I climb on the bed and toss her pink panties somewhere behind me, she doesn’t hesitate to open her legs up for me. Welcoming me in, inviting me.
I decide to skip the foreplay and get right to business. I run my swollen head up her slick folds, forcing an incredibly loud moan from her when I stop to tap on her clit with my member. I let out a breath I didn’t know i was holding when she pushes her shirt over her breasts and begins to knead at them. I line my tip up at her entrance and push in slowly, making sure she can feel my every ridge. She arches her back when I fill her completely, stretching her to no end.
“You’re taking daddy so well baby” I groan out. I lean down to suck on her neck. “K-keep talking, Harry” she pleads. I kiss my way up to her ear and nip at her lobe a bit, filling her to the peak with every stroke. “You always get so wet fo’ me” I slow down a bit, it appears that all this praise is starting to get to me as well. I sit back up and hike her knee up so I can thrust even deeper than before. This time, I can feel her walls squeezing me, I also feel myself pulsating inside her. I’m getting close.
“You’re gonna make me cum baby ahh…ooh yes” I hiss. My thrusts are noticeably unsteady at this point but i’m fighting it. I want to make sure she finishes first and judging by the way she’s clenching around me, she’s just as close as I am if not closer.
“fuck harry oh!….mmh please” her hands are scraping at my forearms that stand on either side of her head, making it harder for me to hold myself up. I place my hands on the head board and pull out of her almost completely before rolling my hips back in to meet hers. Again and again and again until I have her body trembling beneath mine. She’s begging me not to stop. She’s pleading for me to cum with her, and my body betrayed me by obeying her orders. The muscles in my abdomen tighten and I clench my jaw shut.
”cum for me ahhh….f-fuck that’s a good girl ”
I feel my toes curl as the white sensation builds up.
Then it hits me like a wave. “ooh Y/n fuck yes..fuck baby yess ahh” I cum in long, hot spurts with her still tightening around my cock. I kiss her slowly feeling my heart return to its natural rhythm. I lean up and move her hair from her face before dipping down to kiss her nose. “That was intense “ She laughed. I nod, still a bit winded. I pull out of her and grab one of the clean shirts from the pile I was folding earlier; I use it wipe us both clean. Thankfully, we didn’t soil the sheets this time so I happily climb under the covers and wait for her to do the same. She rests her head on my tattooed swallow and tangles her legs up with mine.
“All this because of a test, I wish you would score this high all the time” I tease.
“Yeah? Well I wish you would finish folding the laundry…” she snickered
Nice to see y'all are enjoying these time traveling shenanigans just as much as I am! (・ω・)ノ
He was assigned to you in the beginning, as a councilor of sorts. That was something he would never mind doing; he enjoyed helping anyone who wanted it.
However, something about you seemed different than others he had worked with.
Yes, you were frazzled- an expected response- but you accepted him, trusted him, at a much faster rate than he was used to.
Either way, you quickly became one of his favorite students and closest friends. His team of two suddenly became a group of three, and he was left with a confusing feeling, striking him silent in the most peculiar moments.
“You called me master?” Genji peaks around the open door leading out to a close grassy cliff side, perfect for meditation.
“Yes, do you have time to speak with me?” Zenyatta sits there, petting a stray cat in his lap, under the shade of a large tree.
“I do.” He settles next to his master, cross legged as always. “May I ask about what?”
“Of course,” he rests his hand on the back of the purring cat, “I wish to speak of my emotions. They have become more and more confusing as time passes.”
Genji nods in agreement. “I understand. I will do my best to help you master.” He folds his hands in his lap. If he was being honest, he didn’t feel anywhere near qualified to assist him.
“I am glad.” He hums, “Now where to begin?” He taps his chin. “Perhaps the warmth in my chest.”
“Warmth? Are you sure it is emotion causing it?”
“Yes. I had a doctor check it.” He sets his hand on his chest plate, “I believe it is caused by my body overworking itself due to unknown circumstances. It is a feeling akin to a fierce battle; though, one is not occurring at the time.”
“And, when does it happen?”
“During the normalities of my daily routine.” He lowers his hand and glances at it, “There are times as well were I cannot think, or am forgetful. Though, it is not happening now.”
“That is interesting. You still have no idea what the cause is?”
“No.” He sighs. “Do you have any suggestions, my student?”
“I am not sure. Human and Omnic emotions sometimes differ,” he pauses, “however, if you were human, I would think that you were either sick, or had a crush.”
“A crush?” It was more of a statement than a question. “Yes, that would make sense.”
“It would? But, on who?” Though he tried to hide it, his extreme curiosity coated his words.
“Hmm. Perhaps [y/n].” He begins to pet the cat again, and it lets out a contempt chirp. “Yes, as I think about it, I believe it is correct.” He beams at Genji. “Thank you.”
“It is no problem.”
Good friends, to Genji, were hard to come by. Sure, he had many acquaintances, but not many people above that.
It took maybe a day of knowing each other to move into friendship. He was ecstatic, to say the least, to find someone so fond of his presence, and who would also laugh at his lame jokes (to which he told a lot).
“High five!” You boast, and he complies, following it up with a fist bump. Childish, he knew, but he was allowed to be such. “Haha! Nice.”
“No fair!” Lúcio fakes a huff. “I’m not used to going on three! I panicked!”
“Okay, my turn.” You place your fist in your palm, determination in your eyes, “Me and you, death match.”
“I will not lose to you again!” He readies his stance, Angela counts down, and you both release your weapons.
“Paper beats rock, Genji wins.” She announces.
Lúcio knowingly sets his hand on your shoulder as your head falls. “Looks like we got cleaning duty.” You groan loudly and he nods solemnly, “Me too.”
“It’s best to get started now.” Angela starts, shooing the two of you out. “The storage room needs a lot of work.”
“We know,” you sigh and turn to leave, “c'mon Lúcio.”
As soon as the door shuts behind you, Genji begins his speed walk out, only to be stopped by Mercy’s expecting hum.
“You weren’t expecting to leave without giving me an update, now were you?” His shoulders droop, knowing he’s already lost.
“No, of course not Doctor Ziegler.” Curse his polite nature! He knew she only wanted to gossip, but he couldn’t find it in himself to be rude enough to lie in order then leave.
She clasps her hands excitedly and smiles wide. “So, any new developments?”
“No, nothing has changed.” Her smile disappears slightly.
“Still nothing?” He nods and she frowns, “Genji, I thought Saturday was the day!”
“It was.” He crossed his arms, pausing his thought, carefully choosing his words. “Until I accidentally spilled juice on them.”
She was struck with silence. “I- and how did that happen?”
He places his head into his hand, “I was……….showing off…….”
“Genji,” he hears her scolding him, “we talked about this!”
“Yes, I recall.” He runs his hand down his faceplate, “I was nervous and not thinking. I did apologize, but that may have made things worse.”
“Is that why there was broken glass on the floor?”
She let out a short sigh, “You do tend to make a big fuss around them.” Steam leaks from his shoulders and he turns his head away. She shakes her head, tapping her foot against the floor. “Maybe it would be easier if you didn’t try so hard. I’m afraid, at this rate, you might end up really hurting someone.”
He shifts on his feet and nods slightly. “You are right. I should try to handle this less forcibly.”
“Do you want me to brain storm ideas with you?” She offers.
He perks up a small bit, “It would be most appreciated.”
It was no secret that you were immediately shy upon meeting the cowboy. But there was something else about you, something……..odd.
Maybe that wasn’t the best way to put it- yet he didn’t know what else it would be. So, his curiosity drove him to you. He needed to know what it was.
Now, believe it or not, Jesse was a smart man; and when feelings started to occur, he immediately started to distance himself, only to realize that he was in too deep.
For him, a fling was something he could handle. Real romance? Haha! No.
“Hey! Mr. Jesse, any chance I could talk with you?” Oh, it was that Lúcio kid. What could he want to talk about? They weren’t exactly friends; more like acquaintances.
“Sure, I guess?” He shoves his hand into his pocket, and uses the other one to scratch his beard. “‘Bout what, exactly?”
“[y/n]-” Why you? What about you would he want to talk about? Oh. Oh god! The jig is up, he knows; he’s gonna tell you! Abort, ABORT.
“You doin’ okay over there, buddy?” Lúcio sways slightly on his heels, “You’re getting a little pale.”
He coughs in his hand to rid himself of nerves. “Yeah, just dehydrated, I reckon.” His body feels a bit more clunky, “I didn’t quite catch what you said there before.”
Moment of truth. He knew this day was coming, but did he prepare for it? No.
“If you say so…” He wasn’t entirely convinced; it was written all over his eyes.
He distantly remember you telling him that Lúcio was incredible at reading people, and that wasn’t helping him calm down one bit.
“I was just asking what you thought I should get for their birthday?”
Well, doesn’t he just feel like an idiot.
“I’m sure whatever’s fine.” He wanted this conversation to end so that he could go to his room and scold himself for getting so worked up over nothing.
“Are you sure your okay? Nothing’s up?” There was a pause, not long enough for him to respond. “Is it about [y/n]?”
“It is!” He exclaims, pointing. Man, he was good at reading people.
“No, it’s not!” Jesse crosses his arm, glancing around the room. He’d rather not talk about this in a public place.
“I promise I won’t tell no body!” This boy was getting excited. He shuffles over to him and jokingly jabs his side with his elbow. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll be my present to them, huh?”
“Now that’s just ridic-”
“Oh my god. I was just joking! I didn’t know that you actually liked them!” How much more excited could this kid get?
“Look, I don’t really want to talk about it.” He lifts his hat off his head, runs his fingers through his hair, and places it back on his head. “Not here, anyway.” He gestures to the open, and thankfully empty, lounge.
“Oh yeah, got it!” The Dj whispers at him with a wink. “I’m totally willing to help you out, dude!”
“I….. just might take you up on that offer.”
“Not if you keep shouting!”
I really like writing Lúcio……. Can you tell?
(I’m also really tired, so please excuse my mistakes ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ)
Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.
Genre: Mafia AU, angst
Word count: 4,334 I went all out with this one 😂
8 years ago
“Jongdae take a look at this,” my father said handing me a
file with a bunch of papers in it.
“Darling, I don’t think you should show him this yet, he’s
too young,” my mother interrupted.
“He’s has to take over the family business sooner or later,
besides he already knows a lot of stuff, might as well learn how to deal with
the ones indebted to us.”
My mother didn’t say anything just looked at me and went out
of the room. I picked up the file and opened it. It wasn’t a big case, just
some husband and wife who owns my father money because of gambling in one of
his casinos. I have no idea why he would give me this, it seemed boring. My
father noticed that.
“They don’t owe me that much compared to some other big
shots but what I really dislike about them is the fact that they tried to run
I wondered what he meant before I turned the page and saw
that they’re now in completely different city. What fools. Do they really think
they can escape my father this easily, he has eyes everywhere and they’re just
amateurs. I understood that my father probably wants to go pay them a visit and
I would gladly accompany him. I turned another page to see what they look like
and to my surprise they had daughters. The older one in particular caught my
attention, even though her face was expressionless, her features were delicate.
I took the photo out.
“What about them?” I asked him, he picked up the picture and
looked at it closely.
“We can use them to our advantage. Threatening is always
easier when they have family members to worry of,” my father started laughing
creepily, something that even made me feel unsettling. He stood up and called
one of the drivers before gesturing for me to follow him.
“Are we actually going there now?” I questioned and he
nodded. I got into the back seat of the car and checked my clock. We will probably
arrive there in about 4 hours. I didn’t speak to my father anything else
because honestly I preferred not to know what he’s planning. The car ride there
felt like it will never end but once we were there I somehow started getting
nervous. It was already dark outside and as soon as my father’s men began
sprinting up the stairs the nervousness was soon replace by a pure sense of
adrenaline. They kicked the door to one of the apartments open and went inside,
searching for inhabitants, I wanted to go help them but my father told me to
stay in the back. I saw how they ushered one man and three women to the tiny
living room. I wondered how could somebody live in a place like this. My father
steeped out from the shadows and I could already hear the two parents
“Please, you have got it all wrong,” the man said.
“We were planning on paying you back,” the woman continued.
“Shut up,” my father said, pushing the two girls so they
were on their knees, facing their parents. Even though their backs were to me,
I immediately recognized the older one.
I watched her hair go down her back and as she straighten herself I had
to control my urge to come up to her.
“Please enlighten me how I’m wrong,” my father continued to
mock them. “Because you clearly thought you can get away with all of the money
I gave you. That’s not how this works.”
They all stayed silent for a moment and I heard another sob.
It wasn’t from her though. She took the younger ones hand and whispered
something to her.
“So what should I do with you all?” he asked expecting me to
“Scare them a little?” I replied not sure if that’s the
answer he wanted.
“Great idea!” he said, setting the gun against the back of
her head. And then the quiet cries started again but by the way she was still
kneeling I knew none of it is from her. She just squeezed the younger ones hand
more tightly and I heard her mother say that everything is going to be okay but
all of us knew it won’t and I don’t know what was going on in my head at that
moment, I never dared defy my father like that.
“Wait!” I shouted and he turned to me, I had to say what I
wanted quickly to avoid annoying him further. “Not this one,” I finally spoke.
“The other,” I said, pointing to the younger one.
“As you wish,” my father said. I saw her turn to her sister
in an attempt to stop him but the shot was already fired and only the echoes of
the sound resonated along the room. Everyone was dead silent as they watched
the body fall to the ground.
“Let’s go,” my father said, already going to the door. My
eyes met hers seemingly for a split second but I could already see how they
turned from frightened to pure hatred as she went to her sister’s lifeless
body. I heard her cry for the first time as she held it. I quickly turned
around. I have no idea why but extreme guilt washed over me.
“Shit,” I thought to myself going out. I couldn’t get the
powerful look she gave me out of my head. I realized that at that moment I fell in love
6 year, 4 months
For the next almost two years there wasn’t a day I didn’t
think about her. I wanted to meet her so badly but I knew it would never be
possible after what happened. I spent my days gathering all the information I
could possibly get on her. Her name especially stuck with me. I remember
attending her sister’s funeral and watching her from one of the trees from a
distance. Even being so far away from here I could see she had no emotion on
her face. I knew that this is partly my fault but I never felt more grateful
that my father listened to me on that day. After a few months, I found out that
she started working to help repay her parents debts. Whenever I went to the
café she worked at I was always too scared to go inside, thinking she will recognize
me. At this point I knew I’m becoming quite obsessed with her but I just had to
see her. Get closer somehow. My father’s health got significantly worse and I
had to take care of a lot of more things nowadays but I had inside eyes even in
her school. I felt like trashing the office I already had when I found out that
someone is actually bullying her. I had to go there myself. Luckily on that day
she wasn’t even at school. I chuckled when I saw how everyone stared at me as I
pulled up in an expensive car in front of the building. I went straight to the
principal and him knowing my father, well promised not to interfere. I slammed
the door to her classroom open and called the bullies out. They of course
didn’t want to go anywhere with me but just with a snap of my fingers, my
father’s men were already at them. Their
squirms of pain and asks for forgiveness were music to my ear, as I tortured
them myself in one the warehouses owned by us. Every day I was getting more and
more like my father. I wondered if she ever found out where they suddenly
disappeared to. I couldn’t let her be in that school anymore, so after a long
argument I finally won and she was supposed to get transferred by getting a
scholarship to the private school I attended. I could barely contain my
excitement at the thought of seeing her more often.
4 years ago
It made me quite happy to know that she’s the introverted
type. Less guys approached her, less trouble for them and for me. I have heard
that she needed some really persuasive convincing so she would actually go this
school. Knowing her, it didn’t surprise me she found this suspicious. I stared
at her from the third floor window, reading a book by one of the trees. She
looked as beautiful as ever. Our uniform fit her well.
“Are you watching her again?” Baekhyun approached me. “Man,
you’re so creepy.”
“Shut up, it’s none of your business.”
He raised his hands in defence.
“Relax, I’m not taking her, even though she’s a great catch
but seeing how everything is going, you’re not going to get her anytime soon
either,” he laughed but I quickly silenced him with a punch to his stomach. He
fell down on the floor and I lifted him up by the collar.
“You dare say something like that about her again.”
“No need to get violent. Anyone would be stupid to try to do
that. Do you think I want to die? You’re scary when you’re jealous,” he said
swatting my hand away and standing up. “Speaking about that. I heard that some
guy from her class confessed to her the other day, she rejected him though-“
But I wasn’t listening anymore. How dare someone do that. I
knew who it was. I saw him trying to get all friendly with her. Luckily it was
still lunch break, I went to his table and dragged him away. I saw how
frightened he got by the second. I was known as quite the scary one in the
school, I just hoped that rumour never reached her.
“What, what is it?” he asked me when I slammed him to the
wall in one of the corners. I didn’t say anything just took his arm and began
twisting. He screamed in pain.
“Did you talk to Y/N the other day?”
“Y/N? I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I twisted
his arm to the opposite direction a bit more.
“Okay yes. Yes I was.”
“She’s mine,” I told him as I finally heard the bone snap.
He cried out in pain and fell to the floor. “You won’t tell anyone about this
unless, you have a death wish,” I said, showing him my gun.
I went to the next lesson like nothing happened. I saw
Baekhyun glance at me from his table. He asked if I took care of him and I
nodded. I had another worry now, my graduation is soon and she still has two
years of studying left.
2 years ago
My father’s sudden passing half a year ago left me with
complete control of the gang but also all the worry and trouble it came with.
Before this I never knew he was associated with the other families and how
closely they worked together. I needed to learn again how to cooperate and work
for a common goal. The many deals and jobs my father left me with meant that I
couldn’t see her as often. I sometimes wondered why she’s still not here by my
side. I had so much power in this city yet, I couldn’t just go and kidnap her.
At least I knew that she also graduated. I literally thought about staying an
extra year in school just to be near her but my mother convinced me otherwise.
It made me quite sad when I found out, she never went to pursue a higher
education, when she was one of the top graduates. After all these years, her parents
never learned and still gambled. Even more so, after what happened. Her heart
was too kind, they didn’t deserve her. She worked two jobs just to take care of
them and also pay up the debt. I wonder how she felt knowing that she’s sending
the money to her sister’s killer. One day thinking about this I came up with a
perfect plan to finally make her mine.
9 months ago
“You know it will never work,” Minseok said as soon as I
explained to him what I was planning. “She will find out sooner or later.”
Every single one of them told me that. Why did I even bother
explaining. I’m going to go through with it anyway. I have been waiting for so
long as it is.
“Then I better make sure she doesn’t,” I said, putting my
jacket on and going to the door.
“Jongdae don’t be stupid, she’s just a girl…”
“She’s special. You haven’t seen her on that day.”
I knew why they didn’t like this idea from the start, it was
mostly because they didn’t want me to get hurt by her or get hurt while
protecting her. Stupid reasons. I called my family’s lawyer and he promised to
get the documents ready by the end of the month. I went back to my apartment
and fell down on the bed. The room next to mine was still empty but I could
already imagine her being there.
5 months ago
I picked up the papers and the photos I gathered of her
throughout all these years. I wanted to burn them, get rid of them but I
somehow couldn’t bring myself to do it. She looked so pretty and cute in all of
them. I opened the secret drawer and put all of them in there. Today was the
day. Her parents agreed to meet me as soon as I told them what I want. They
welcomed me warmly and they nodded eagerly when I told them I’m willing to pay
off their debt. It disgusted me how easily they accepted my offer to exchange
money for their daughter, I tried not to show them this because I was also
extremely happy everything is going so well. They didn’t question why I’m even
doing this and that was enough for me. As I shook their hands and they signed
the papers, I heard the front door of their apartment open. And there she was,
almost in the same place I first met her, looking as stunning as ever in her
work dress. I stood up immediately and took a few steps to her. She glanced at
me then at her parents.
“Who’s this?” she asked, her voice sweet and soothing.
“Y/N this is Jongdae, you will have to come with him,” her
“Jongdae?” she questioned and for a second, I thought she
will recognize me. “Why should I go with him?”
“We just made a perfect deal and got a lot of money from
him,” she was shocked by the answer.
“And you’re selling me off just like that?!” she shouted.
“He could be a human trafficker for all I know, how dare you!”
I couldn’t stay here any longer, I needed to get away from
her parents before I punched them in the face. I grabbed her by the arm and
went to the door.
“Mother,” she cried out.
“Don’t worry Y/N! He promised to take care of you,” she
shouted after her.
“Let go of me,” she said, as I took her to the car. She
seemed quiet on the outside but I absolutely loved how feisty she actually is.
I had no idea how to take her to the headquarters without her escaping, so I
handcuffed her to one of the handles inside of the car.
“What the hell are you doing? Is this a kidnapping?” she
began trashing around but abruptly stopped when she noticed my gun. I saw that
she was at least a bit scared but she tried her best not to show it.
I took her to one of the rooms in the headquarters and sat
her on the bed.
“Y/N I want to marry you,” I finally told her. She looked at
me in disbelief.
“Are stupid or something? There was no way I’m getting
And so it began. I tried to convince her multiple times and
I didn’t know it was even possible but she started to annoy me to no end. Maybe
this won’t be as easy as I thought it would be. I came back to the room again
after a while and panicked when I couldn’t see her in it. I ran to the bathroom
and saw that she’s climbing into the ventilation shaft. That was it. I dragged
her out roughly and flung her over my shoulder. I left her downstairs and went
to my room to calm down. I shoved everything off my table, it was easier taking
it out on something. I knew I can’t show her my temper and how I actually am if
I ever want to gain her trust and I needed that but most of all I needed her. I
stayed away for a few hours before coming back to her. I signalled my men to
leave us alone. I came up to her and saw that she’s sleeping. She looked so
adorable I just wanted to pick her up and hold her close. And so I did but she
woke up soon after. She stared at me with those beautiful eyes of her and her
cheeks turned a cute shade of pink when I complimented her. I felt bad
threatening her but she really had no more than two options. Even though I could
never kill her. I watched the tears stream down her face. And here I thought I
will never see that happening again. I wiped them off and after all these years
of waiting, kissed her.
3 months ago
I couldn’t help but chuckle when I told her I stopped
locking the door to her room days ago. I couldn’t bring myself to do it
anymore. But she was even more shocked when I told her I’m taking her to party.
She was gorgeous in the dress I got her that I froze to my spot. She came up to
me and fixed my tie and when she looked up, she seemed so innocent, I couldn’t
believe I’m lying to her. I was about to tell her everything right there on the
spot, thank God one of my men saved me. I know how much she would hate me if
she ever found out the truth and by now, I would probably die if she left me. I
still hated the plan they come up with even though it was perfect. She was
beautiful, who wouldn’t get distracted by her. I gave her a necklace with a
tracker in it and prayed that she won’t get in any trouble so I wouldn’t need
to use it. Unfortunately that was not going to happen. When Junmyeon came in
and told me that Jimin took her to the roof I completely ignored the deal we
were making and everyone in the room and ran out as fast as I can. If he as
much as touched her. I don’t care if I get this war started. I kicked the door open
and saw that he had her cornered. I would have killed him but somehow I was
afraid to shoot someone if front of her, thinking it will trigger something.
And I was right when all of it was over and she came to me that night I knew
what she dreamt of.
1 month ago
I was trying to convince her to work with me for the past
two months. I wanted to keep her nearby but I knew she would never accept it.
She hated violence. One day she even asked me about her parents. It surprised
me how much she still cared about them. As each day went by after I gave her
the key to go out whenever she wanted and I saw her smile more often, it was
harder to control myself. I didn’t want to push her but I loved her so much and
I wanted her to know that.
Yesterday; 7 am
I woke up early because only now did I remembered that I
never got her that wedding ring. What kind of a husband am I. I sat up in my
bed and picked up my phone. I already had 3 missed calls. Two from Chanyeol,
one from Minseok. What do they want so early in the morning? I had to go find
that ring. I peeked inside her room before I went out. She looked so peaceful
and cute while she slept. I could never get enough of seeing her this way.
Yesterday; 12 am
I came back after four hours and she still was asleep. I went
to my office and checked my phone. 10 more missed calls. I had no plans of
talking to them today, no matter how important it was. I took my cheque book
and couldn’t help but take a peek at the photos I still had underneath. I still
couldn’t believe I got so lucky to finally have her.
Yesterday; 10 pm
I came back as soon as I got the ring and went to the
balcony with her. I knew she enjoyed the view. I didn’t know where to start, so
I kept quiet for a moment, enjoying her presence.
“Jongdae, did something happen?” she asked me and I saw that
she was actually worried. I turned around and practically begged her to let me
put the ring on. Now she really was mine and everyone will be able to see that.
I couldn’t believe she was just as happy as I am. I took her hands in mine.
“You may have already noticed it but I’m
utterly and extremely in love with you,” I told her and she began blushing. I
didn’t know what to expect after that but I certainly didn’t think she would
pull me in and kiss me. She kissed me. Herself. I slid my hands down her back
to her waist when freaking Minseok came in and ruined the moment. As much as I
didn’t want to leave her, I knew one against eleven is not a good fight. I told
her not to wait up and kissed her on the forehead before going after Minseok.
Present Day; 6 am
I was so sick of this meeting and all this
bullshit. I just wanted to go back home to her and hug her so tight and kiss
her all over.
“Jongdae are you listening? I’m not going to
repeat it for the third time,” Junmyeon said, pointing at the white board near
“Yeah yeah,” I told him. “So what if BTS started
to move, do you seriously think we can’t beat them?”
“That’s not the point, they have allies,” he
sighed before standing up. “I think we have been discussing this for too long
now. The meeting is over. We will meet up later today. Don’t be late,
especially you,” he said pointing at me.
I was the first one to get out of the room and
was almost running to the elevator when Sehun caught up with me. I really
didn’t want to speak with him right now.
“Did you hear?” he asked, stopping me.
“Strange. I thought you will be going out for
blood by now.”
“Just tell me what it is. I’m in a hurry.”
“There are some rumours going on around in the
black market that Jimin issued a reward for someone who will bring Y/N to him,”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Are you serious? I have to get back home. Fast.”
Present Day; 8 am
I kept thinking why would he want her so badly
the whole drive from the headquarters. But the want to finish what we started
was stronger. I unlocked the door and went inside. I didn’t see here anywhere
down stairs, so maybe she was still sleeping. As I was going up I saw that my
office door is slightly open.
“Y/N are you in there?” I asked, pushing them. I
saw her kneeling behind the table. She looked up at me with those same eyes I
saw 8 years ago that turned from frightened to pure anger and hatred.
“Fuck,” was the only thing I could think of. “I
“Care to explain what’s the meaning of this?” she
said, coming up and throwing all the papers at me. Honestly, I didn’t know what
to say. If she found this, she already knew everything. Why the hell I never
got rid of them. She took hold of my shirt and tugged at me roughly.
“I only have one thing to ask you,” she said.
“Were you really there when my sister was shot to death?”
She stared at me and I kept silent.
“I can’t believe this,” tears already formed in
the corner of her eyes. “I can’t believe I was about to fall for a man who is
responsible for my sister’s death.”
She let go of me and ran downstairs but I caught
up to her.
“Y/N listen, if it wasn’t her it would have been
you! I could never let that happen.”
She turned around and slapped me hard across the
face. It hurt but I deserved that.
“And who gave you the right to decide?” she
shouted and ripped the silver necklace off her neck before running out through
the door. Shit if she doesn’t have that on, I won’t be able to find her.
“Y/N!! Baby wait!!”
I chased after her but she was unbelievably fast.
I wondered how is that even possible since she was wearing heels. I ran after
her for good fifteen minutes when I lost sight of her in the crowds of people.
I punched the nearby wall with all my might, making my knuckles bleed. I set my head against it’s coldness. It can’t end this way. I can’t lose her now.
A/N: Dun dun duuuun, turns out Jongdae is an obsessive stalker
Last time I read Neil Gaiman’s AMERICAN GODS, I was on a plane to India, setting off on a 10-week adventure. Now I’m just in a Florida airport, but the excitement of @neilhimself’s novel never fades. This weekend, I’ll be rereading it for the third time in preparation for the show, and I could not be more excited for it. ⚡️⚡️⚡️