Hey guys! I realize I haven’t posted my works from the @mysmetarotproject ^^; What better way to celebrate Christmas than to spam share with you guys 13 fics for the project <3 I hope you like them, even if they’re short :)
Happy Holidays, everyone, and thank you to those still supporting me ;w;
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THE LOVERS
Upright: duality, choices, unity, balance, celebration, love
Reversed: disharmony, disarray, imbalance
~written in collaboration with artist June
This isn't my room.
Blinking a few times, you let your eyes sweep through the room before recognition dawns and you sigh. You're in your room, in your bed, curled up underneath your blanket.
But this hasn't been home for the last few months.
Sitting up, you check the clock on your nightstand. Sure enough, the date already moved back 11 days. It's happening again...the same thing that always happens after the party.
Reset.
A feeling of despair and relief floods your body and you hug your knees. It's been months since Unknown contacted you. Months since you've been stuck in this timeline, the clock always returning to this moment.
The moment when memories are deleted. When you have to put on a brave face and talk to people you love but treat them as strangers again. You find yourself reaching for your phone, touching the screen with your fingers.
You could walk away. Not answering Unknown's text...turning your phone off the whole day. You could continue living your life.
But I will never get to see them again.
Yoosung, Zen, Jaehee, Jumin, Saeyoung, Jihyun, Saeran...Each of them is now in your heart, you love them all and every reset is another chance to save them. You close your eyes and picture their faces and your heart swells with the immense feelings you feel for them.
Is it even possible to love so many people this much?
You wish you never have to choose routes. If you had a choice, you would save all of them. Even though it's selfish, it can't be helped; they are a part of you now.
You smile and put the phone in your pocket, getting up to prepare to meet the RFA all over again.
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His hand feels warm around hers and she feels safe, loved… how lucky do you have to be to have the person you love to love you back? He’s her happiness, the reason why it’s worth to keep on wanting to make the world a little better. For him, for her, for both of them.
He brings color and light, in the middle of the darkness he’s the ray of hope guiding her.
Vanderwood glances at her and smiles, Izabella’s heart skips a beat.
“What are you looking at, baby?” Vanderwood asks.
“I can’t look away from the love of my life.” Izabella answers and his grin grows.
Out of all the people and all the things to see, he’s the one she will be looking for and will never get enough of.
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This sweet moment is to celebrate one of the halves of this ship!!! ٩(๑> ₃ <)۶♥
Hey guys! I know it has been forever and a half since @reifromrfa and I have collaborated on a fic, but here it is! This is the second installment to the daddy series we have going. This is just sin. So this is rated 18+. It was a joy working with reifromrfa as always. Here it is @zennyshoneybunch, sorry for the long wait ;) I hope you guys like it!
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Warning: NSFW, Sexual Content, Adult Language
Zenny was just having a normal day.
Perfectly normal.
Until his phone went off in his pocket.
Zen makes a noise of annoyance until he sees that it’s a message from MC!
Jagiya~
He opens his phone in the middle of the rehearsal room.
MC never sent him content that he needed to hide.
Until now
The actor’s face turns red
The image on his phone makes him choke on his own saliva
It was a picture of MC.
Wearing one of his buttoned down shirts.
Unbuttoned
Her lips puckered up for him, her expression an invitation
Zen quickly shoves his phone into his pocket so none of the actors surrounding him sees the content on his phone.
Fuck, MC
What kind of mood are you in?
Zen tries to fill his mind with thoughts of the play, but now he’s too distracted.
He feels his phone vibrate in his pocket again.
Zen tries to ignore the curiosity.
He really does.
But he pulls his damn phone out anyway.
It’s another text from MC.
Zen decides it’s time for a restroom break.
Zen rushes to the restroom and quickly enters one of the stalls.
He yanks his phone out of his pocket so he can investigate.
Jagi...why are you doing this to me?
“Zenny! I know you’re in rehearsals...but I miss you!..Come home soon so we can play...daddy~.”
…….. fuck
Zen could feel his pants grow too tight at the new little name MC used.
He hoped that she would be prepared for the consequences of her teasing.
A smirk formed on Zen’s face as he planned what he would do to MC when he got home.
Just you wait, MC~
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Zen opens the door to the apartment slowly to see if he could sneak in without MC noticing.
He slowly peeks his head in to see if he can see MC anywhere near the front door.
He can hear MC singing to herself from their bedroom.
Zen smirks when he hears her cute little voice drifting through the apartment.
Ah Jagiya, you make it too easy ~
Zen slowly walks to the bedroom door.
He stands directly outside trying to compose himself so he doesn’t jump her like the beast he is.
He licks his lips before slowly turning the door handle to enter their room.
He opens the door to see MC facing away from him as she prances around the bedroom while singing one of his most well known songs.
How cute, Jagiya ~
Haha...she’s too cute. She doesn’t know what I have in store for her.
MC is swaying her hips, performing the little dance that comes with the song.
Zen knows exactly what’s about to happen next.
Carefully, he tiptoes into the room and stands somewhere behind her, trying not to be too obvious.
When MC twirls around in a circle, Zen cuts into her dance, taking her hand and holding her waist to support her mid-spin.
She gasps but when she stops, he doesn’t give her a chance to speak.
His lips are on hers, his kiss hungry and passionate.
His fingers dig onto her waist and MC throws her arms around his neck.
“Jagi,” he whispers against her lips in between kisses and pants, “You’ve been real naughty today, you know?”
A smile forms on her lips.
“I know...daddy.”
Zen laughs and his fingers start unzipping her dress.
“Is this the game you want to play today, baby girl? Do you want me to be your daddy today?”
MC nods, her hazel eyes fixed on his crimson ones, lips slightly parted.
Zen takes her chin in his hand and tilts her head up, exposing her neck.
His eyes twinkle mischievously, excitement already coursing through his veins.
“Why don’t you finish taking off your dress, baby?”
Zen begins to pepper her neck with kisses, his teeth grazing her skin every now and then.
MC trembles at the sensation of his lips on her neck, to the point she is having trouble removing her clothing.
“Baby girl, do you need daddy’s help?”
Zen doesn’t wait for a response as he turns her to face away from him.
Zen grazes his fingers up the front of MC’s thighs before he grips the hem of her dress.
He raises the dress over her head and tosses it across the room.
His fingers lightly graze her shoulder blades before he leans down to place light kisses along the top of her shoulder.
MC shivers at the contact then lets out a gasp as Zen sucks on the flesh at the nape of her neck.
Zen undoes her bra with ease and tosses it across the room as well.
“Daddy…”
Without warning, Zen bites down on her skin and MC gasps.
“Stop provoking me, baby girl, or your entire body will be marked.”
MC manages a giggle.
“I don’t mind, daddy.”
Zen chuckles and begins licking the bite he made, his hands trail along the sides of her body, roaming up until he’s cupping her breasts in his hands.
Then slowly, he kneads her breasts, making sure to be gentle when deep down, he wants to be rough with his jagiya and hear her cry out his name.
Sighs escape her lips as pleasure radiates throughout her body, a cry escaping her mouth as he pinches her nipples.
“Is this what you wanted? Is this why you kept sending me those lewd photos, baby?”
MC can only nod as his fingers pinch harder.
Her eyes close as she allows the sensations to fill her, his voice and body heat behind her only making her wetter.
MC’s is breathless as she mutters, “Rough … I want it rough. Show me your beast daddy…”
Holy fuck ….
Before Zen realizes what he’s doing, he grips her panties harshly then rips them off.
MC lets out a gasp and her eyes widen at his roughness.
She loves it
Zen reaches in between MC’s thighs and drags his fingers up so he can feel her wetness dripping down her thighs.
He reaches her heat and just lightly runs a finger across her entrance.
“Already so wet for daddy, baby girl.”
MC squeezes her thighs together when she hears Zen suck his fingers clean behind her.
“And you always taste so good baby girl…”
“I want more…”
MC is trembling with anticipation because his voice has a huskiness in it she hasn’t heard before.
“Go to the bed and bend over for daddy.”
MC immediately follows the instructions.
Zen smirks as he watches her walk over to the bed.
“Spread your legs, baby girl…”
MC moves her legs further apart, feeling exposed as she stands in front of him.
MC hears the buckle of Zen’s pants behind her.
She tries to look behind her but her head snaps forward at Zen’s voice.
“No no, baby girl, face forward.”
Even though it was only a matter of minutes before he was behind her it felt like a century to MC.
Her legs are shaking from how wound up she is, causing Zen to lick his lips.
“Do you want me to make you feel better, baby girl?”
“Do you want daddy to make you happy?”
MC lets out a whimper as he says that.
Zen lets out a low chuckle as he goes to his knees behind her.
He notices her wetness dripping down the inside of her thighs.
Zen flicks his tongue out to quickly get a taste.
“Mmm… baby girl … You get so wet for daddy…”
He licks up the sensitive flesh of her thigh while making a noise of content.
Once his tongue is about to reach her wetness, he bites down gently on her thigh.
MC lets out a surprised cry and her legs almost buckle from the new sensation.
Zen notices this and wraps his arms around her legs to support her weight.
He sucks the sensitive flesh for a moment before he leans his head back to inspect the redness he left on her thigh.
He likes what he sees so he moves to her other thigh.
He bites down harsher than before, eliciting a moan from MC’s lips.
He sucks fervently before he lets go, licking the same spot to soothe her irritated skin.
Zen is completely supporting her weight as he inspects the small bruises he has left on his baby girl.
Zen finally has enough teasing for the moment so he gives MC what she desperately wants.
He gives a tantalizing lick from MC’s clit to her entrance.
He thrusts his tongue in a few times before he focuses his tongue back on her clit.
He lets out a low growl at the taste of MC
She tastes so good… I want to make her come so I can taste more of her…
He flicks his tongue sporadically on her clit causing her to cry out for more
MC is so wet her juices are dripping down his chin as he continues to eat her out.
Zen is so turned from tasting MC he is almost in pain.
He leans away from her while licking his lips, “You want to make daddy happy, babygirl?”
He playfully bites her left ass cheek after he says this, eliciting a cry from her pretty little lips.
MC whimpers as she nods at Zen’s request, her legs shaking so much Zen is supporting her entire weight.
“I can’t hear you baby girl… Do you want to make daddy happy?”
“Yes Sir! Oh god yes sir … Please…” MC is a desperate mess as she begs for permission.
Zen chuckles as he slowly releases her legs so she can stand on her own for a moment.
“Crawl onto the bed baby girl …”
MC does not need to be told twice.
MC crawls onto to bed with shaky limbs. She tries to steady her breathing but she is too aroused to control herself.
Zen slowly rises from the ground not taking his eyes off of her. She looks so gorgeous waiting for him.
Dripping for him.
He positions himself at her entrance, taking his cock in his hand so he can slide the tip over her folds.
MC lets out a strained whine at the feeling of his length against her. She backs up slightly to try and feel more of him.
Zen hisses at the feeling of how wet she feels against him. His length twitches at the contact.
Zen figures MC has been teased enough. He can give her what he she desperately wants.
MC and Zen let out moans simultaneously as Zen slowly pushes his length into her.
Zen tries to set a slow and steady pace, but MC’s whimpers and moans drive him absolutely wild.
He reaches his hand to MC’s hair and grips it harshly at the base of her neck . MC yelps when Zen yanks her head back.
He loves the sounds she makes while he is inside her. She makes him feel like he is the most important man in the world.
In her world.
MC feels tears rimming her eyes from how rough he is being, but she loves every second of it.
The tears are not from pain…
They are from ecstasy.
Zen continues his rough pace until the both of them are covered in a sheen of sweat.
Zen can feel himself on the verge of coming so he grips MC’s hair a little tighter as he says in a strained tone, “Come for me, baby girl.”
MC feels her walls begin to contract around his length as she lets out a strangled moan.
“Oh god… Daddy!”
MC nearly collapses on the bed from the intensity of her orgasm but Zen holds her up as he thrusts into her a few more times before coming inside of her.
The room is filled with their panting as he slowly moves out from behind her.
The two of them lay side by side on the soaking wet sheets without saying a word for a few moments.
Zen tilts his head so he can look over at MC’s flushed face. He is surprised to see her already looking back at him.
She is so fucking beautiful.
“So… when can we do that again?”
And Zen thought he couldn’t love her any more than he already did.
Hi! I’m still alive! hehe (Adult life is to blame for my absence here)
I want to share the art that I made to accompany the beautiful fanfic “HOME” by the AWESOME @reifromrfa!! <3
This was for our collab for our zine “Mysme Travel Zine: Bon Voyage” If you have the opportunity to read it, please do so! It’s so moving!! I’ll love that fic forever!! TT w TT
And THANK YOU so much Rei!!! for being my perfect partner in crime in the collab and in the whole zine project!!! I love you!!!! <3
Hey everyone! We’ve been real busy putting the stories together and we’re excited to share that Te Amica Mea is coming along nicely ^^ This will be a long series but each story is unique and has its own plot so I hope you guys will continue watching out for it and supporting this story <3 We’re grateful to everyone who’s been with us so far, so as a thank you we’d like to share a short snippet from the first book!
This is from Chapter 3, a short scene featuring the twins, Castor and Pollux. We’d love to know what you think and we hope you like it!
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Castor chuckles fondly at the notes. Yeah...his brother’s peculiar and a little uptight. But it’s nice to know there’s a version of himself that’s like this. A version of himself that’s calm and nerdy, not like the mess Castor is.
“What are you doing?”
Castor doesn’t turn around, but he waves the post-its in the air. “Picking up your notes, brother. They fell on the floor.”
The notes are snatched from his hand and his twin puts them on the table. Castor’s 95% sure he saw Pollux’s eye twitch.
“You and Lyra...always snooping around my things. I’d like it if you both left my desk alone.” Pollux says seriously, shooting Castor a cold look. Castor raises his hands.
“I got curious, little bro. Wanted to see what you were working on. But okay, your hair’s fine. Should we get going?”
Pollux and Castor leave the apartment. As Pollux locks up, Castor hears the loud roar of a motorcycle from the other side of the street and he turns, catching a glimpse of the rider. But he immediately whirls around and ducks his head, trying to hide his blue hair.
“What is it?” Pollux asks.
“Ah, the Prince passed by. Can’t have my number one fan spotting me, can I?” Castor replies as he listens to the sounds of the motorcycle moving further away. Goddamn...this cat and mouse game with the Prince is fun, but not on good days; on good days, Castor wants to avoid any potential threats to his plans with his favorite people.
The streetlamps have turned on and Castor’s skin tingles as the city comes alive. It’s like there’s an electrical charge in the air, a buzz that makes Castor feel more alive as well. The colors from the buildings and the people seem to jump out at him, and even though he’s lived here for most of his life, Castor still can’t get used to all the sensations the city provides him with. The twins make their way towards the diner, but Castor walks at a leisurely pace, enjoying the sights and sounds of the city --the delicious smells wafting through the air, the music from different generations filtering out from restaurants and pubs as the door opens.
Pollux puts a hand on Castor’s arm, signaling him to stop. In front of them, a couple of Guards exit their car and go into a restaurant. The Guards don’t take notice of them, thankfully, and he hears Pollux letting out his breath.
“God, what is up with tonight? They all come home or something?” Castor hisses in a whisper, in case any of them are still near.
“Maybe. But alright, let’s go. I put an illusion over you.” Pollux states, resuming his walk. Castor falls into the step beside Pol and puts an arm around his brother’s shoulder.
“You did? What do I look like? A hot stud? Oh wait, I already look like that!”
“No. I made you look like a 7-year old girl with ponytails.”
Castor throws back his head as he laughs and he twirls around for his twin. “Goddamn! I’m a cute kid! Just watch me, Pollie --I’m gonna get some candy before we reach the diner.”
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