ℓo͟v͟ꫀ ყoυ .ᐟ from kaia ༝༚༝༚ she ᐟ her ༝༚༝༚ jisung's (nct) one and only ༝༚༝༚ sae's loml ༝༚༝༚ le sserafim lova ༝༚༝༚ enhypen's daydream
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𐔌՞꜆. ̫.꜀՞𐦯 rules ༝༚༝༚ hi erm, not many rules but pls be respectful of everyone!! and me ofc ᰔ no racists or anyone who discriminates a group of others ᰔ no nsfw i am a minor!! ᰔ if you dont like me then leave! ᰔ
ᝰ.ᐟ extra stuff ༝༚༝༚ i am on hiatus from writing but may/ may not be back soon, but i will answer ask, dms anything of that sort so please speak to me im always bored, lwk retiring soo... heh bye x I AM BACK ᰔ
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Welcome to The Isle of Berg, thirteen ace trainers have recently reached the pinnacle of their studies and are granted an opportunity to hatch a dragon of their own.
Through they must face trials to prove their worthiness, flight shall be mastered, heights shall be conquered and fear must be eradicated from the soul.
── .✦ MEET THE DRAGON TRAINERS ⭑.ᐟ
Y/N L/N - An 18 year old trainee with an unfitting aversion towards flight. NIGHTFURY
SAE ITOSHI - An 18 year old trainee with boundless control. MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE
JULIAN LOKI - A 17 year old trainee with incredible talent that surpassed rules. SKRILL
MICHAEL KAISER - A 19 year old trainee with unmatched combat skills. SCREAMING DEATH
DON LORENZO - A 19 year old trainee with undeniable braveness and will. BONEKNAPPER
BUNNY IGLESIAS - A 19 year old trainee with experience beyond his years. STORM CUTTER
VIVIAN HUGO - A 19 year old trainee possessing immense knowledge. HIDEOUS ZIPPLEBACK
TEDDY KNIGHT - A ?? year old trainee well-versed in nurturing dragons. DEADLY NADDER
── .✦ PROFILES
The user names of the dragonbound correspond to the name of their future companion.
THE DRAGONBOUND
CHAPTER-1 :
TAGLIST : (open)
A/N : Can you tell I like the word Dragonbound?? Also lmao eveyone has sm kinda strength in the intro and then there's reader who doesn't know y she's here 😭
I'm so happy bout the idea of giving Lorenzo a boneknapper
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thank you @kieangelic for tagging me and omg i’m so sorry it took me a whole week 😭💔 i’ve been crazy busy lately </3 but this looks fun so thank uu!! 🫶
★ last song: youngcreatorcrew - cortis (i’m youngkeukeu girl for life)
★ currently watching: your friends & neighbors !! it’s pretty good, i watch it with my family since im home from uni for the summer
★ current obsession: junk journaling !! i have so many paper scraps and keepsakes i decided a while ago to organize them into a scrapbook type thing, which has been fun
★ currently reading: the ballad of songbirds and snakes by suzanne collins (hunger games prequel). i’ve read it a million times before but i got inspired to restart the series again <3
★ currently working on: my james apocalypse series “dusk til dawn” !! i’ve got 9 of the 10 parts done and queued, so i’m trying to work on my other drafts and stuff in my limited free time haha
★ currently wearing: a shirt i stole from my brother that’s about 3 sizes too big + worn ass baggy jeans + fuzzy flip flops. having people over tmr and my rooms a mess so this is my midnight cleaning fit </3
★ last google search: “7 leaves menu” (tea/boba place) LMAOO i wanted to take my little brother the other day
★ fav flower: daisies !! they’re so cute and delicate, plus they’re the flower of my birth month and they remind me of my mom <33
no pressure tags (i can’t think of ten lmao) — @perlleta @ikeusnupii @sylvanaconyt
ᯓ current obsession: My friends (I lick their feet), uh uh drawing like sceneries of places..
ᯓ currently reading: you guys read?..
ᯓ currently working on: uh probably some bllk smau
ᯓ currently wearing: oou get ready for this one, my cousin's old ugly ahh grey guy shorts, and one of my mom's old worn off, off shoulder shirts (it's way too fire to not get into description)
ᯓ last google search: "can I ship someone to another place"
ᯓ fav flower: um either lily of the valley or just sunflowers..
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𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 writing series, singer!reader x footballer!sae, characters are all aged up, acquaintances to enemies to lovers, shipping, toxic fans, little bit of toxic!sae at the start, slow burn, dark humour (like 'jump off a cliff'), maybe doxxing??, drinking is mentioned, parties/social events, all bllk characters are prof footballers
a/n : so my first series and it just HAD to be about sae 🤭 pls enjoy it!! 🫶🫶 thank you @ceristelle for helping me!! (again)💞
started : 15.08.25- ?
taglist : open, ask to be added
𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚 ˢᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : ᵒⁿᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ, ⁿᵒ ᵘᵖᵈᵃᵗᵉ ˢᶜʰᵉᵈᵘˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵖʳᵒᵇᵃᵇˡʸ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵈᵃʸ/ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵈᵃʸ on hiatus WE ARE SO BACK
a/n: i have no idea how old his sisters are, but happy birthday king!!! 🥰
ac goes to offkichizaemon
synopsis: where he sees you getting along with his two little sisters super well and it's got him considering kids with you… (aged up! AU)
barou always claimed he wasn't good with kids. they were loud, messy, and asked too many questions. the only exception was his two younger sisters, who, according to him, were "different."
so one saturday, when you came over for the afternoon while his parents ran errands, he didn't think much of it at all.
the second the front door opened, his sisters flew past him.
"nii-chan's girlfriend!"
they wrapped themselves around your legs before you could even take your shoes off. you laughed, crouching to hug them back, asking how school had been and complimenting the ribbons in their hair. barou stood behind you with a quiet huff.
"they've been talking about you all week," he admitted.
the rest of the afternoon quickly stopped being about the two of you.
his sisters wanted you to braid their hair, read stories, color with them, and help decorate cookies. somehow, you happily agreed to everything. barou expected you to get tired eventually, but you never did. you listened to every dramatic story, praised every crooked drawing, and even let the younger one fill your hair with glittery butterfly clips.
"don't say anything," you warned when you caught him staring.
"... wasn't planning to." he absolutely had been.
later, the four of you baked cookies together. barou handled the recipe while you helped his sisters crack eggs and stir batter, gently stopping one of them from sneaking a spoonful of raw mixture. when frosting somehow ended up on your cheek instead, you simply laughed as his little sister dissolved into giggles.
"you know she just made a mess," barou muttered.
"i know."
"you're smiling."
"because she's cute."
he looked at his sister, who now had frosting on her nose. "yeah… she is.”
afterward, the girls insisted on building a blanket fort. barou complained the entire time, but still found himself holding blankets while you directed construction like it was the most important project in the world.
once it was finished, everyone crawled inside. one sister rested against your shoulder while the other curled up in your lap, absentmindedly playing with your fingers as you read another story.
barou sat across from you in silence. you fit there so naturally. his sisters looked completely comfortable around you, and somehow... so did you. the thought slipped into his mind before he could stop it.
our kids would probably be like this.
he blinked. where the hell had that come from?
he tried ignoring it, but it only grew louder. he imagined little footsteps running through the house, tiny voices calling for you, children with your smile and his stubbornness. the image settled somewhere deep in his chest before he could push it away.
his older sister suddenly looked up. "nii-chan."
"what."
"you're making the face dad makes when he looks at mom."
“...”
“...”
"okay, i'm going outside now."
you found him a few minutes later in the backyard, handing him a glass of lemonade.
"they sent me to check on you," you said with a smile.
the two of you stood together in comfortable silence before you nudged his shoulder.
"what's on your mind?"
"nothing."
"sho."
he sighed. "you looked happy."
"i am happy."
"with them."
your smile softened. "they're easy to love."
the words escaped before he could think them through.
"you'd be a good mom, you know."
that definitely short-circuited your brain big time. his ears immediately burned.
"forget i said that."
instead of laughing, you simply looked at him with that gentle expression he loved so much.
"have you been thinking about the future?"
he looked away. "... maybe."
you reached for his hand, lacing your fingers together. "i have, too."
his eyes met yours.
"if it was with you," you whispered, "i think i'd really like that future."
his heart stumbled. "... dammit."
"what?"
"... now i'm actually thinking about it."
you laughed softly before leaning against his shoulder. then the back door suddenly burst open.
"EWWW!" both sisters pointed at the two of you. "they're being all mushy!"
barou sighed dramatically. "i'm an only child."
you laughed so hard you had to wipe tears from your eyes, and despite all his grumbling, he never let go of your hand.
for the first time, the future he'd imagined wasn't filled with trophies or victories. it was filled with laughter, a noisy home, and the family the two of you might one day build together.
me in the corner collecting dust as i wait for a gaku oneshot
“𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨”
a/n: i did it. he's sauurrrr fine i need that bro
ac goes to mimeonsemi
synopsis: gaku hates how you keep beating him at his favorite arcade game.
the first time it happened, gaku barely cared.
he walked into the arcade after finishing a job, pockets heavier than they should've been, still wearing the bored expression of someone who'd seen far too much blood to be impressed by flashing lights and prize counters. he wandered from cabinet to cabinet until one machine caught his eye.
tekken 8.
easy. he cracked his knuckles, shoved a few coins into the machine, and played.
perfect accuracy. ridiculous speed. a score high enough to knock every other name off the leaderboard. it’s like he knew every combo of every character after the first try, aware of every move that could deflect an attack and land a harder hit in return.
he smirked.
gxku. first place.
"nice."
he left.
the next week, he came back. his name was second. and above it sat three stupid little letters. letters from your name.
"who?"
he stared at the screen for a long moment before quietly inserting another coin.
five minutes later – gxku. first place again.
he walked away feeling strangely satisfied.
the week after that – your initials again. first. again.
he frowned. that was more annoying than sakamoto or nagumo.
the fourth week became personal.
the fifth week became insulting.
by the sixth, he was timing his visits around the machine's maintenance schedule because maybe, maybe, someone was cheating. there was absolutely no logical reason his score kept getting beaten by someone whose initials looked like they belonged to a middle school honor student.
he even tried different machines. same result. your initials. every. single. damn. time.
his competitive streak (normally reserved for killing other assassins before they killed him) had somehow transferred to a fighting game tucked into the corner of a shopping mall.
he started optimizing. different grip. different finger placement. less blinking. he watched tournament videos online. he practiced on his phone. he spent so much time in the arcade that one employee started greeting him with, "welcome back." he didn't even know the employee's name.
something had gone terribly wrong. then one rainy friday, after finally reclaiming first place by a measly 43 points, gaku leaned back with a quiet sigh. "finally."
he left.
he came back the next morning. his score had been beaten. by 44 points.
there was no way. that wasn't coincidence. that was mockery.
he looked around the arcade for the first time in weeks instead of immediately sitting down. whoever you were… you had to be here. nobody normal played this much.
he crossed his arms and waited. 10 minutes. 20. 30.
and then you walked in carrying an iced drink, wired earpods around your neck, completely oblivious to the assassin currently watching you from across the room.
you smiled at one of the employees.
they smiled back. "morning."
"morning!"
you wandered directly toward his machine.
gaku narrowed his eyes. no. there was no way. you looked... painfully ordinary. you wore a cute outfit like you had come back from a hangout with your friends. your shoes were clean. you were humming some pop song under your breath. this couldn't be his rival.
you casually set your drink down. inserted a coin. selected expert difficulty. and absolutely annihilated his score.
his eye twitched. you didn't celebrate. you didn’t react at all actually. you simply nodded once, satisfied, grabbed your drink, and turned – only to nearly walk into someone.
you blinked. a very tall man was standing directly in front of you.
“oh, sorry.”
he stared.
you stared back. "can i help you?"
another long silence. then–
"hey."
"yeah??"
"you're the one."
"the one what??"
he pointed at the leaderboard without breaking eye contact. "the one ruining my rankings."
you looked at the screen. then back at him. and laughed. "that's what this is about? i thought someone was specifically trying to beat MY score."
"i was."
"oh."
another awkward silence.
you scratched your cheek. "well... i guess we've been ruining each other's rankings."
"... huh." that... hadn't occurred to him.
you tilted your head. "wait. are you the 'gxku' guy?"
"yeah."
"you're insane. do you know how many hours i've spent trying to beat you?"
"how many?"
you looked genuinely embarrassed. "too many, to be honest."
"same..."
the employee behind the counter nearly dropped the plushies they were organizing. they had spent 2 months watching the leaderboard become a battleground between two anonymous psychopaths. and apparently, neither of them had realized the other was doing the exact same thing.
you smiled. "want a rematch?"
gaku looked at the cabinet. then at you. "best out of 3."
"that's it?"
"best out of 5."
"confident."
"i'm winning."
you grinned. "that's cute.”
"... then best out of 10."
"you're on."
3 hours later, neither of you had left. your drinks had melted. the employee's shift had ended. a crowd had somehow formed behind the machine. people were placing bets. children were chanting whenever one of you hit a perfect combo.
at one point, someone actually whispered, "are they dating?"
"no," another answered. “worse."
you won the 10th game by 2 points.
gaku stared at the results screen as a man who refuses to ever accept defeat. but finally, he sighed. "rematch next week?"
you laughed so hard you had to grab the cabinet for balance. "you know..." you wiped a tear from your eye. "most people ask for my number first."
he considered it. "give me your number then."
"so you can text me?"
"so i know when you're coming."
you snorted. "to prepare?"
"to beat you."
"that's somehow less romantic."
"... was it supposed to be romantic?"
you looked at him for a long second before smiling to yourself. "you're kind of hopeless, man."
"... next saturday?"
you handed him your phone instead. "put your number in."
he frowned. "why?"
"because if i'm going to have an arch-nemesis, i at least want one i can bully over text."
he took the phone, typed his number in, and handed it back.
"i'm still winning next week."
you looked down at the contact he'd saved.
gxku (loses at tekken)
you locked your phone before he could see what you added in parentheses.
"yeah?"
"yeah."
"see you next saturday, loser."
for the first time in months, gaku walked out of the arcade smiling. he'd finally found the idiot responsible for destroying his rankings. unfortunately for him though, he’d also found something else – a feeling. specifically, attraction.
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