(Eh... Nicknames for our PillarBabes but not a sh/tty one.)
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~Kars💜~
- "My Lord"
- "Come again?"
- Did he hear you right or what? Did you just call him your Lord?
- "My Lord, was it too quiet for you?"
- He blinked his eyes slowly as he process what you said.
- This man can't believe you called him that.
- The only one who calls him that before was Esidisi.
- He is having those 'butterflies in the stomach' thing again.
- "Say it again."
- "My Lord, don't get too into it now..."
- He loves the way it rolls off your tongue. Would prefer you to call him that instead of Lord Kars.
- Would not admit that from there on he knew he is actually in love with you. Wait- no. No way he is in love.
- He's a God. He can't fall in love again. He does not want to be in a relationship again. He can't get attached to someone so deeply... again.
- He almost lost Esidisi, his first and supposedly last lover. And you decided to come along?
- "I hate you."
- "Uh-huh, as if you didn't like what I said earlier."
- "I hate you, Y/N."
- "I hate you too, My Lord~"
- he loves you. He absolutely does. Tho, he quickly denies it. Expect him to smile a little and gaze at you lovingly after you said that.
- Make sure you got your phone out to capture that.
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- "Moonlight... don't you think that fits you, Lord Kars?"
- "..."
- You turned your attention to the Lord beside you, ripping your attention from the moon.
- "Your power contains light. Yet you're only allowed to go out on the moon."
- "My light mode does not need the sun nor the moon's light."
- "It still fits you, moonlight.😊🤍"
- He turned his gaze at you, seeing the cute soft smile he surely would have caught feelings for you for the 2nd time.
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PillarMen HC (PillarMen x Reader)
FanfictionI don't know, just some Pillarbabes. THEY NEED LOVE DAMMIT- Random motivation to make this book even I know for damn sure I won't even post any that much. Prolly trash book q-q (Social anxiety go brrrrr after I make this book public-)