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She Angy--
Rose please have mercy--
I tried to do omori style, i'm pausing Rosetober for a bit, but worry not, i Will do the missing days so they Will be ready to post later on
When you start a relationship with them - Queen! BLACKPINK - AU - GN! Reader.
Fluff/Angst
AU Index
Previous Part
Jisoo
“My Queen…” You spoke in a formal way, loud enough for your voice to echo around the throne room. “A messenger from the Kingdom of Ostral has arrived.”
At your voice, Jisoo sat straight on her throne, her simple figure and posture drawing the respect and the attention every Queen should. As you looked at her and walked to be besides her, with your heart full of how proud you feel about her, the messenger walked to be just a few steps in front of Jisoo, holding an envelope in her hands.
“Greetings, most benevolent Queen of Kora and Duchess of Soul and Busen, Queen Kim Jisoo.” The messenger bowed down. “I come in the name of my respectable liege, Queen Roseanne Park of Ostral and Duchess of Canberr, in order to make a formal invitation for a summit of the Four Pearls of the Sea”
Jisoo stood in silence for a few moments. “Queen Roseanne Park? Daughter to the Emperor Mason Clarke?” The messenger nodded with a smile.
“Indeed, my loving liege is searching to reestablish what was once a powerful alliance, lost to the time because of minor disagreements.”
“Threatening for war is not a minor disagreement.” Jisoo immediately retorted. “Tell me, what does Queen Roseanne think that my kingdom would benefit from this reestablishment of our alliance?”
“My liege is aware of what our past Emperor did, and she sends her apologies in the way of the most beautiful flowers of her personal garden that will decorate the halls of your castle.” As the messenger talked, Jisoo looked towards you, to which you nodded, confirming what the messenger was claiming. “And about your question, the past alliance made all of our nations to flourish in unimaginable ways, connecting our cultures and giving our citizens the safest region they could ever imagine, my liege aims to bring that back, Queen Jisoo.”
When the messenger stopped talking, an almost unbearable silence made its presence in the throne room in expectancy of the Queen´s decision. “(Y/N), what do you think?”
You look surprised at Jisoo, whose gaze fell upon you, not in an intimidating way, but in a seeking gaze, one that craved, in a subtle way, for an answer. “If I may, my Queen.” You looked towards the messenger, remembering whatever you could from your childhood, specifically, about the event that caused the rupture of a once very powerful alliance. “While it is true Emperor Mason Clarke threatened to take his armies into the territory of the rest of the members, our past monarch, King Kim Ha-Joon, did block numerous amounts of merchandise to be imported from the alliance and failed to keep his exporting promises prior to King Mason´s threat; that without mentioning the actions of Queen Chitthip Bruschweiler and King Kim Dae-Jung took that further weakened the relationship” You returned your eyes towards Jisoo, who was carefully listening to your speech. “In my opinion, your Highness, one or the other isn’t to blame, everyone played a part in the dissolution of the alliance; and what the messenger claims is true, the alliance gave nothing but prosperity while it held strong; I don´t see why it would change now if the four members agree to reestablish it.”
Jisoo nodded and returned her gaze to the messenger. “Then, it´s decided, I will gladly accept the invitation.” Jisoo extended her hand and the messenger hurried to give the envelope she held towards the Queen. “I hope Queen Roseanne won´t mind about bringing my future spouse with me.”
At her last phrase, you were left in the shock, as in a bucket full of ice and water ws just poured onto your head.
“Of course, she wouldn’t mind Queen Jisoo, however, I would have to write the name of your partner, just so my liege and the guards can be prepared to receive the future royal couple.” Jisoo smiled at her while you looked at the ground with a heavy heart.
“Their name is (Y/N) (Y/LN).” As Jisoo´s words left her mouth, you looked at her and crossed eyes, a slight smile accompanied by a small blush adorned her expression, while you just smiled after a few seconds. At the sign of your acceptance, Jisoo looked back at the messenger. “I will write their name in a formal letter I ask of you to deliver to your Queen, if you´d be so kind.”
“Of course, Queen Jisoo.”
“Then, you may leave.”
The messenger gave a bow before abandoning the room, leaving you and Jisoo alone. Oddly enough, none of you talked after that, as if no words were needed. Jisoo just looked at you and you looked back at those sparkling eyes you grew to love over the years before she delicately grabbed your hands with hers, as if she was afraid you were going to let go, but all the contrary, you intertwined your fingers with her, waiting for the next royal visit of today.
Jennie
War has ended, not in completely peaceful way, as you and Jennie would have wanted it, but finally, Zeland was united once again under the Kim Dinasty.
After the battle in which you were injured, that would be written in the history books as the Siege of Hestings, the remaining Kingdom of Ockland, seeing the military power the Queen Jennie held, invited her on a negotiation in search of peace. However, Jennie wouldn´t back down on her efforts to finally unite the long-forgotten empire that once ruled the land, but instead of threatening for war, she offered to take them as vassals; power in Ockland would be left almost untouched, and the government could stay as it was, if they swear fealty to her. To Ockland, it sounded more of a threat than an offer; bend the knee or be conquered, so they accepted it.
Ever since then, things changed for the better. The capital of the Empire was positioned back at the City of Lington, as it was before the Day of Separation, 150 years ago. As all the lands were under her hand, Jennie became a mighty Empress and peace was once again restored; all the while you were recovering from your injuries.
Now, feeling so much better, you were taking a much-needed free time from the army. You needed to organize your thoughts and your feelings, which ever since the day Jennie visited you in your room and cried beside you. From that moment onwards, somehow, the world seemed to be brighter, but in turn, the things that had sense suddenly felt illogical, either that, or you never really thought about it before.
You felt like a human, not a sword or a shield, but a person, and it felt weird. Freedom was a thing you never sought, but now you had it. If you wanted, you could resign the army right here and now and dedicate your life to planting potatoes or living rough in the forests, but somehow, that didn’t feel like an option.
“I finally found you.” Jennie said as she stood behind you. You turned around, surprised that you didn’t hear her exiting from the hatch that connected the top of the tower to its interior. “Admiring the view?”
“Yes, my Empress.” You answered before returning your view further from the wall of Lington.
“I’ve told you to not call me that while we are alone” She walked and stood beside you as her eyes scanned the sea that separated both of the islands that conform the Empire. “And I know you are not just admiring the view, something is bothering you” Her eyes softly gazed upon the side of your face. “Am I wrong?”
“You are not.” Your eyes fixed on the sunset shining on the calm waters as Jennie put a hand to your back and softly caressed it over your clothes.
“Do you want to talk about it?” You thought for some seconds and nodded.
“Ever since I’ve been alive, all I knew was war, blood, metal… I was taught to serve you, to fulfill your every desire, even if it meant that a sea of blood would flow down the streets of whatever city your heart desired to conquer, and now, although we´ve won, I still feel as if something isn’t complete” You sighed. “I guess I… I don’t know what to do and it´s scary.”
Jennie listened carefully to each word you told her and felt relieved at the fact that you were willing to share your torment with her. “My father used to say that a mind in darkness meant that we were afraid to shine a light in it.”
“I’ve told you I only know weapons, not sweet words.” You said in a joking manner which made Jennie to giggle before, without thinking, she held your hand and rose it up to her chest, which in turn caught your undivided attention.
“That means that, whenever you feel lost, it´s because you are afraid to look at what’s truly going on, around you and inside you.” Her words, somehow, gave you a sense of relief as your eyes met hers in a rewarding gaze. “And I know you are very short-minded when it comes to feelings and such, but trust me that I will do everything in my power to ―
And a kiss brought silence between both of you. With care, you held her cheek as you met your lips with hers; you felt that was your answer, which you needed to do before thinking about your next move, unfortunately though, you didn’t think much about how to do it and when that thought crossed your mind, you attempted to broke the kiss, but your Empress didn’t allow you to.
She held onto your nape and pulled you closer to her as she guided your hand to her waist.
Unknowingly to you, historians wouldn’t mark the Siege of Hestings nor the Pact of Ockland as the beginning of a new era, but rather, they would do so with what came to be known as the Kiss of Lington; the renaissance of a prosperous Empire of Zeland.
Rosé
TW: Sex shaming.
A rose has thorns, and you had to re-learn that the bad way. You had grown closer with your Queen, maybe more than she would have liked at this time. So, in one of your many lunch gatherings at the private garden, you confessed to her that you had a relationship in the past.
You don’t even remember how that topic surfaced, but you told her the entire story. This person you dated; you met them when you were just a teenager. Their parents were merchants that would weekly meet with yours in search of product to buy, that´s how your family survived after all. Unknowingly to you, Roseanne wasn´t liking the story you were telling with somehow of a yearning smile, but you didn´t notice that and continued talking about that past love of yours. You even told her about how you used to talk about marriage, much to her disgust, but even so, she resisted her jealous fit, up until a sentence changed it all.
“I delivered myself completely to them, mind and body, but then ―
And she didn’t let you finish. She stood from her chair and started berating you and yelling at you at how you weren’t pure and how you should be ashamed of having sex before marrying, amongst other hurtful things. Practically, she released all of her upbringing her parents gave her right onto you before she walked away from you.
Now, here you were, in the middle of the private garden, days later. You still cared for the flowers with the best of your abilities while also keeping your mind away from her words. Her words hurt you, to unimaginable ways, but then again, you were a servant and unfortunately, she wasn’t the first nor will she be the last to berate you. However, you just wish that whatever punishment she had for you would come quick, instead of making you wait for days.
Maybe she would just fire you, or maybe she would just burn the gardens before firing you, or maybe a physical form of punishment will arrive…
You sighed and cleaned your dirty hands on your clothes; maybe, you should have never thought of Roseanne as a friend, let alone as a possible partner, she is a Queen and you are a servant.
Having finished for today, you turned around, ready to exit the gardens, but as soon as did so, Roseanne was there, right at the entrance of the garden, her eyes digging holes in yours.
You bowed your head and stood frozen in your place, ready for whatever punishment she had for you; your heart started beating hundreds of beats per minute and you felt like vomiting right on the spot, but you couldn’t let yourself to do that, unless you wanted the punishment to be harsher.
Roseanne walked towards you as you held your head low, the click of her heels putting you more into your nerves. Then again, you wished that it would just be over. You closed your eyes in order to cope with the fear channeling into your body, you were prepared for anything she had in mind… Or almost anything.
Your eyes shot open as you felt her hands softly grasping onto yours and looked at the figure of Roseanne, the powerful Queen of Ostral, with both knees on the floor, with no care in the world for the fact that her dress was being tainted with dirt.
Her eyes started to tear, and her lips started to quiver, but still, she did her best to look right into your eyes. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N)…” Even if she sobbed, even if her nose started to run, her eyes never abandoned you. “…Please, I beg of you, forgive for the words I said and for the hurt I caused, I don’t know what got into me… I…” You could see her struggle to find the correct words to say, but you were still so shocked at what was happening that you couldn’t act upon it. “…I… Just the thought of you being with another person… in that way and many other ways… I couldn’t stand it and acted so unfair towards you… I just wished that I would have been in their place… the first one to kiss you… the first one to love you as you deserved… and I couldn’t stand otherwise… I…”
“They were just using me.” You interrupted her, wanting to finish the story you couldn’t because of her outrage. “After we bedded, they never returned… Their parents talked to mine and told them what happened between us, apologizing because they knew their child was a piece of work but that they thought they found in me something that could make them better; turns out, I was another one of their many experiences.” As you remembered that hurtful situation, you couldn’t help but to tighten your grip on her hands. “So, no, don’t ever wish to be in their place, because they hurt me much more than any word could.” You tug her hands upwards and helped Roseanne to be on her feet. “But I will not grant you my forgiveness.” Roseanne’s heart break at your words but she found comfort again when your hand caressed her cheek. “I’m afraid you will have to win that over time.”
She quickly nodded and hugged you immediately afterwards. She would show you that she can be better and that she can love you as much as you deserve it, but first, something had to be formalized. “May I court you in the meanwhile?” She asked in a whisper so soft that the wind could have easily take it away, but you heard her crystal clear.
“You may, my Queen.”
Lisa
“One, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three.” Lalisa kept those words in repetition as she danced with you in her personal practice hall.
With your hands intertwined, one of hers on your shoulder and one of yours in her thin waist, you danced around to the absence of any music and the soft light of the moon shone through the windows. Lalisa’s long pajamas flowed gracefully with your movements and the sound of your boots echoed through the floor of the hall. She had tried to convince you to wear any other thing other than your uniform, but you kept rejecting her advice.
By now, some weeks later after you first danced with her, she kept pestering you about your uniform, but she was still happy that you constantly accepted her invitations to dance despite your grumpy attitude.
Meanwhile, you’ve grown accustomed to see the Queen in an aspect only her mirror should be allowed to. Of course, you were somehow fearful of having grown to close towards her; you would even say that she’s the closest person you had ever since you were a kid, and that’s saying something. Your mind, one of a soldier, told you that you were playing a dangerous game. Liking the Queen, in the way you did, was an impediment to your labor as the Commander of the Royal Guard, but you couldn’t help it.
Your mentors and your teachers would be berating you, punching you, kicking you, hurting you, if they ever see you like this. They did their best to taught you to separate your mind from your heart, to think rationally rather than being a suicidal warrior jumping headfirst into battle; to the Queen, you were more useful alive rather than dead.
Still, here you were, she broke down your whole training with just her smile. Who would have said that the best warrior in the realm would be defeated by the mere presence of the monarch?
“You’ve gotten better.” Lalisa smiled at you as both of you kept dancing, to what you stood silent. “You and your grumpy attitude, you need to let your hair down!”
“I can’t, my ―
“Lisa.”
“I can’t, Lisa” You sighed after you had to correct yourself yet again. “It is my job to protect you at all times.”
“But you are protecting me” Lalisa stopped dancing and stood away from you. “With you in here, I dare any person to step in here and try to touch me, because I know they’ll fall dead onto the floor in less than five seconds.” You stood silent once again and looked towards the sword hanging from your waist, yet another thing Lisa wanted you to let go of while dancing. “You are my best soldier, and my most trusted person in the palace, even if the world was ending, I know, somehow, you’ll find a way to make me escape unscathed.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that when my mind isn’t focused.” Lalisa leaned her head on her side and tried to meet your gaze, but you were still looking at your sword.
“Why aren’t you focused?” When Lalisa became impatient, she grabbed your chin and made you look at her in the eyes. For the first time ever, she saw a glimpse of doubt in yours. “Answer me.”
You inhaled deeply. “Because you are in front of me.”
Lalisa became silent at your words, up until her mind processed what you meant by that, making her cheeks go into a little tint of red. With a fearful heart, she slowly moved her hand to your cheek and caressed your cheekbone. You wanted to explain more of your feelings, you really did, but the words simply wouldn’t leave your mouth, but the way you leaned into her touch gave Lalisa all the answers she needed for now.
“I know how conflicted you must feel right now.” She talked in a soft and slow voice. “You have a duty to accomplish, yet you yearn for something else that you know could put in jeopardy that which you call your calling. I know that, because I feel it too.” Even if her words gave you a certain comfort and happiness, you couldn’t shake the fearful feeling that still reign in your heart. “So, I won’t pressure you into something more. Are you alright with taking things slow?” You nodded and saw in her lips the most beautiful smile being drawn over them, before she surrounded your neck with her arms and gave you the most comforting hug you’ve had since a long time.
I missed ToRo 🥺🩷
I am also once again: back on my bullshit
Main three outfit concepts for Reese in Season 3B of Rose AU (an AU me and my friend, @disneyfan50 , have on disneyfan's fic, An Untold Story, and my OC, Reese). From top to bottom: *Casual/work outfit (Reese swears she isn't dressing like a certain girl with red shoes on purpose, she just really was limited on what she actually liked in the available clothes as she misses wearing pants). *Formal Presentation/Party outfit (with Reese ironically rocking a familiar hairstyle while still being annoyed she can't wear pants). *'Time to save the day' type of outfit (and much to Reese's happiness, its got pants).
ROSE — chapter 01: applications.
synopsis: after she turns 18, y/n’s parents arrange a competition for young suitors in her town to compete for her love, a family tradition that brought about her parents’ marriage. twelve men are selected, but who will win her heart?
📍an apartment in the center of adora
“soobin come look at this!” yeonjun shouted from the living room to his roommate who was busy in the kitchen.
“what’s up?” soobin asked, drying his hands with a towel as he leaned over the back of the couch to get a good look at yeonjun’s phone.
“princess y/n is holding a competition- like the bachelorette but add millions and billions of dollars and royalty …” yeonjun said.
“wow… should we apply?”
“choi soobin are you saying you aren’t satisfied with me as your very handsome very entertaining roommate?????” yeonjun immediately put his phone down and turned around to face soobin, arms crossed.
“YOU BROUGHT IT UP?????” soobin retaliated, laughing. “I admire your confidence considering I just spent the last ten minutes cleaning up our dinner while you just sat here…”
“come on this could be your future!!”
“well. i don’t think it’s a terrible idea…” soobin whispered, sitting down next to yeonjun on the couch.
“neither do I…” yeonjun replied, glancing at soobin with a smirk.
the pair began scrambling for their laptops, competing to see who’d submit their application first.
📍SMILE! rentable photozone of adora
“you really think y/n would like YOU?” sunoo asked, rolling his eyes.
“why wouldn’t she? who could resist park sunghoon, the world renowned ice prince?”
“I’m resisting!!! I’m resisting with ease!!” sunoo replied. “plus you aren’t even world renowned …”
“sunoo if u don’t fucking sit still… REMEMBER I AM DOING THIS FOR FREE???” another voice complained.
“fine. I said ill buy you food later for your hard work niki!”
“he’s lying.” sunghoon said, playing with sunoo’s new makeup collection he was currently taking promotional pictures for.
“PUT THE BLUSH DOWN.” sunoo yelled, throwing his used makeup wipe at sunghoon.
“EW???” sunghoon yelped, peeling the makeup wipe off of his face.
“oh my god you two…I’m about to quit seriously. i would rather apply for that stupid love competition you’re talking about than ever try to take your photos again.” niki said, stepping away from the camera.
“well then why don’t you.” sunoo said, arms folded across his chest with the most evil glare plastered on his face.
“FINE!” niki yelled, grabbing his camera and storming out.
“you think he’s serious?” sunghoon asked.
“absolutely not.” sunoo laughed, already propping up his phone to take his own photos.
📍furry friendz
“jay did you see the news???” jungwon asked excitedly.
“DO YOU NOT SEE ME PACING THE FLOORS?”
“my bad…” jungwon turned away from jay, going back to organizing the shelves of cat food with a frown.
“no I’m sorry, I’m just stressed!! this is my chance with her jungwon!! do you think she’ll like me???” jay leaned over the counter, a genuine sense of worry in his eyes.
jungwon sighed, putting down the cat food and turning to face jay again.
“there is a box of dog toys that need to go on shelves jay. worry about those first, then you can submit your application after work. I’ll help you alright?”
jungwon was a good friend, but he was tired of hearing about jay’s undying love for y/n. and he would never admit to jay’s face that he too had a crush on princess y/n, despite never meeting.
“thank you won.” jay smiled and got to work.
jungwon smiled back, knowing he’d already submitted his own application.
📍adora’s community park
“right, ‘ow’s this one lads?” beomgyu asked, trying his fourth variation of a British accent.
“sounds exactly like the other three gyu.” hueningkai rolled his eyes, arranging the flowers he picked from the grass, not even bothering to make eye contact.
“I agree. beomgyu she isn’t even british… no one in her family is…” taehyun was genuinely puzzled, but not surprised.
“I KNOW! i just want to sound posh. what if her family doesn’t like me…” beomgyu laid down on their picnic blanket, burying his head in his hands.
in response, taehyun threw a strawberry at him.
“OW?!?”
“get up beomgyu this is embarrassing.” taehyun already had another strawberry in his hand, preparing to throw it at beomgyu’s head.
“seriously. you haven’t even submitted your application and you’re already worried about what her family will think… me? I’m relaxed. you think y/n would like this bouquet?” hueningkai held up his recent creation that he’d spent the entire picnic working on.
“kai you’ll be next.” taehyun now aimed the strawberry towards huening. “let’s all just enjoy our picnic and worry about this later yeah?”
the other two nodded and the trio returned to their comfortable silence.
📍lee-sim café
“do you think writing ‘professional barista and entrepreneur’ is too much??” jake asked, sipping his own coffee, as he stared at his laptop.
“not at all. do you think I should submit one too?” heeseung asked, leaned against the counter.
“definitely! it’ll be fun heeseung!” jake said grinning.
“what if we both get in??? won’t we be going against each other? that’s like, number one rule we agreed not to break in the lee-sim coffee code of friendship!” heeseung frowned.
“technically, we would be… but we’ll cheer each other on!! promise to put lee-sim before the competition? if the moment arises?” jake put down his coffee and stuck out his pinky.
“definitely. LEE-SIM FOREVER!” the two joined pinkies and high fived.
“that was kinda cringey.” heeseung whispered.
“yeah.”
the pair awkwardly sat there for a few seconds, scratching their heads.
“just don’t copy my application!! and don’t have a better headshot than me!!” jake suddenly broke the silence practically begging as he aggressively pointed his finger at heeseung.
“now that I cannot promise … sorry jakey…” heeseung laughed as he grabbed his laptop to find the application.
“whatever. I’m a better barista than you anyways.”
“ok now I’m definitely copying.”
“HEY! I’m just kidding hee!!”
“we’ll see…”
the two laughed, and proceeded to complete their applications, asking each other for assistance nearly the entire time.
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author’s note: FIRST CHAPTER IS FINALLY HERE AAAAA im sorry for taking so long to upload☹️ I recently moved across the country saur ive been very busy😭 thank u for waiting! chapters will definitely be shorter than this going forward!! i just needed to get all of the introductions out of the way <3 hope u enjoy!!
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synopsis: after she turns 18, y/n’s parents arrange a competition for young suitors in her town to compete for her love, a family tradition that brought about her parents’ marriage. twelve men are selected, but who will win her heart?
A wholesome commission from @thewoollyviking for their Rose AU! I loved this one! ♥️
mythical girls ♡ gender neutral reader / no pronouns used! [pet names used ; butterfly, doll, beloved.]
affectionate FAERIE girl ♡
dahyun consumes sweets like crazy. every meal is followed by a sweet treat ; her coffee and tea are sugared up with flavored syrups and creamers. her skin is always shining, glitter sprinkled across her body delicately and shimmering as it’s caught in the light.
mostly, though, she likes the warmth you bring. giggling, you watch as dahyun settles between your thighs, her stomach pressed to yours. tilting your head, you send the brunette a teasing grin, “getting cozy?”
her wings flutter in response, pink and yellow shimmering as the light bounces off of them. she lets out a sigh as her forehead lays on your sternum. “so comfy!”
sometimes, dahyun doesn’t let her wings free. they’re delicate - paper-thin and crystalized and she’s always fearful something will happen to them, accidental or not. when they are free, though, she allows them to stretch and flicker. running your hands through shimmering hair, you can only smile at her tenderly.
“my butterfly,” she says sweetly. butterfly because she thinks you’re fascinating, adventerous and so, so pretty. dahyun snuggles her nose deeper into your neck. “my nice and gentle butterfly.”
—— ♥︎ ——
thoughtful RAVEN girl ♡
when you met jeongyeon, she greeted you with a scowl. calculating eyes bounced around your form, head tilting as she tried to decide if she liked you or not. when deciding she trusted you enough, jeongyeon got into the habit of leaving you small presents.
various, sparkling trinkets always found place on your windowsill. your favorite foods were left on your doorstep ; the drinks you always craved left on your at-home desk, right beside your computer.
it took about a year for jeongyeon to let her wings free. fluffy, black wings sprawled out and surrounded you on cold nights. on bad days - ones where she thought too much - jeongyeon gathered you in her wings and chirped into your neck.
long ago, you’d put up multiple bird feeders around your yard and sat to just watch the birds fly and play around. a raven was seen at your house daily, picking raisins and sunflower seeds out of the batch. it’d drop pennies into your lap and croon when you stroked its feathers.
you only found out after three months that raven was jeongyeon after you noticed her picking out the raisins in her trailmix.
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enthusiastic MERMAID girl ♡
surprisingly, sushi was rose’s favorite food. her skin was pearlescent, shimmering in the moonlight as she ate piece after piece of fish. her nails were always long - always an iridescent colored polish that never chipped.
during the full moon, rose vanished. when she came home, her skin would be damp and her hair always had a piece of seaweed tangled in its strands. she brought you a pearl from the deepest depths of the sea ; sometimes, though, she’d bring you a crystal, uncut or polished.
rose had a habit of clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. when the room grew silent or she grew restless, rose would mimick the sounds dolphins make.
saltwater clung to her skin like perfume, ventilating the room around her. gathering in her arms, rose whined out, “let’s have a bath, hm? jus’ sit in the tub for a bit.”
“okay,” you smile at her. too long without being in the water caused her skin to wrinkle and dull. you push your nose against rose’s lovingly. “let’s go sit in the bath, doll.”
—— ♥︎ ——
charming VAMPIRE girl ♡
it was a night out - you met when your friends had left you alone at the bar to talk to potential lovers. dami had waltzed up to you so confidently - so sure she could take you home and you’d never see each other again.
only that didn’t happen - dami ended up calling you the next day. then the next and the next ; you’d gone on four dates before she told you what she was. she told you why she got a sunburn so easily - told you the truth behind her intentions that night. and, to her surprise, you stayed.
her face gets more sunken in the longer she goes without feeding ; her eyes turning more and more auburn instead of their normal dark brown. dami smells like cherries and cinnamon - always eating something spicy to satiate her thirst.
dami doesn’t like to mention her diet around you. she usually only feeds on bad people - the ones who get away with crimes and don’t face any consequences. when she comes home with her belly full, though, she seems full of life - joyful and bright.
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curious DEMON girl ♡
pointy ears! gahyeon has pointy ears and pointy teeth. she mutters in a dead language - one not even historians have heard of. her nose scrunches when she’s agitated ; eyes growing darker and her pupil widening the angrier she got. allergic reactions to salt and holy water - they cause blisters on her skin that you nurse back to health as she pouts.
“beloved,” gahyeon frowns at you. she’s holding a shirt between her pointer finger and thumb, scowling at the fabric. “this is not soft. feels awful. how do you wear this?”
you let out a laugh, grabbing the shirt from her fingers and putting it back where it should be. “not everything is soft, ‘hyeonnie. some clothes are meant to be heavy and sturdy.”
she hisses, fangs on display as she shows how displeased she was. “blasphemy! wretched things!”
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