Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “No, I do not want to connect with you on Linkedin”

[Text ID: “The moon knew me. It took my side.”]

Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “Thank you when I’m an axe”

[Text ID: “I’m working for / light. I’m bleeding / for lightness.”]

Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “[It wasn’t about Love]”

[Text ID: “It wasn’t about love / This is about violence”]

I pretend not to know why you’re gone, pretend there is not the same sickness inside me.

Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “Elegy with feathers”

Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “Dear Katie”

[Text ID: “I was trying to starve myself out of / a feeling.”]

Lately, I hold your
name in my mouth like a talisman

Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “Dear Katie”

Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “Philadelphia”

[Text ID: “I wasn’t delicate.”]

Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”

[Text ID: “thanks to you, to your hand.”]

Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”

[Text ID: “From your eyes, from them alone, / comes the light that guides”]

Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”

[Text ID: “and the longing / to love, to love you, more.”]

Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”

[Text ID: “I don’t need time to know / what you are like: we knew / each other like lightning.”]

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the groups I write for the most

EXO

GOT7

NCT

Stray Kids

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N.Flying

Monsta X

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Prologue|Chapter 1

Oh Sehun x reader

Summary: You woke up in darkness, confused about where were you and what happened. But you already knew all that you needed to know. You were an incubus searching for your first victim. That victim happened to be a brat called Oh Sehun.

Your p.o.v.

I opened my eyes only to be blinded by the bright sun above me, making me shut them again, staying blind for just a little longer. Did I really make it? I wasn’t sure until I heard a sharp male voice.

“The fuck are you doing? Get off me, asshole.”


That’s when I realized the warmness under me struggling to get up was a person. I looked down to see a boy, eyebrows scrunched together and breathing heavy from trying to get off the ground. The look he was giving me was probably supposed to be angry and intimidating, but it looked funnier than anything. I didn’t realize I was staring at him until he managed to push me off him and curse at me some more.

“Can I have at least one peaceful day without dumbasses like you ruining it?” His whining felt like a thousand shards piercing through my head and if I didn’t shut him up right now, my brain was going to explode.

“Can you shut up already? It was a goddamn accident, it’s not like I want to run into little brats like you or anything! How old are you? Five? I haven’t seen anyone after that age throw a fit like you’re doing right now!” Well, it’s not like I’ve seen anyone throw a fit in my life, but it’s not like he needs to know.

I’m not sure how I know what throwing a fit even looks like, to be honest. It feels like I was born with all the knowledge I need to live a human life, but that’s about it. How am I supposed to lead a normal life anyway? People have families, homes, go to school and much more and I don’t have anything. How am I supposed to make someone love me if I’m not even close to being a normal human?

That’s when I realized what I did just now. “Fuck,” I said out loud, hoping it would relieve my panic just a little bit. It didn’t, though, and I started panicking even more. “What? Are you finally going to apologize?” The sentence would make me mad if it wasn’t for the storm inside my head. I am now stuck in this world with this manchild. This kid is my only hope of becoming human. Inside, I was screaming, hating my life already, but I managed to compose myself, deciding that it’s best to get out as much of this situation as possible and panic later.

“What’s your name?” I said, ignoring whatever he said before. “What? That has nothing to do with what I was just saying! What’s my name to you anyway?” I was slowly but surely getting annoyed. “Just tell me your name, will you?” This isn’t going too well. “Fine… But only if you tell me yours as well!” Knowing I won’t be able to convince him, I agreed. “Ok,” I said, but then a realization hit me. What’s my name? Do I even have one? Shit. “..It’s Oh Sehun, you happy now?” Yes, yes I am happy. Let’s just hope you’re really famous or something so I can search you up as quickly as possible after I’m done here. “So? What’s your name then?” Oh, right, I’m still talking to him. “(F/N) (L/N),” I said the first name I could come up with. Guess that’s going to be my name from now on.

“Ok….Cool. I guess I’ll get going now, so… bye.” I heard Sehun say before he walked away. I used his disappearance to take a good look around me for the first time. Whatever this city was, it was huge. Without even thinking, I ran after Sehun and grabbed his shoulder to stop him. He turned around, looking a little surprised to see me again. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could make another annoying remark, I interrupted him. “Hey, do you know where I can find the nearest library? I’m still new here, so I still don’t know where is what.” I asked, hoping the library will have computers there so I can look Sehun up.

Sehun stood in place, looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite understand. He suddenly chuckled, startling me a little bit. “I know it’s hard to take your eyes off me, but did you try looking around where you are?” He said teasingly, visibly amused. “Guess it was just too hard for me to believe someone can be so ugly I had to look twice,” I said grinning as he shot me an annoyed look. Thinking that I won this one, I listened to him and looked around. There it was. In front of me stood a big library. I facepalmed, feeling really embarrassed now. “Shit. Well, bye, I guess.” I said as I hurried to the door to the library, trying to escape the situation.

When I reached the library I saw him again, this time in the reflection of the glass door. I turned around to look at him. “What? Surprised to see a student going to the library? At least you won’t get lost again if I go with you.” He said with a sarcastic smile on his face. All I could say to that was a quiet ‘shut up’ before opening the door and going inside, hearing him chuckle behind me. I decided to just ignore it and went up the stairs to the first floor where the main part of the library was. I made sure not to go into the children’s section so Sehun wouldn’t laugh at me again. After walking around a bit, I found the study room. There were desks with computers separated by short wooden walls. Other than me, there wasn’t anyone in there, so I sat down at the desk in a corner. I don’t know when did I get separated with Sehun, but I didn’t really mind.

Now that I was finally somewhere quiet, I was able to calm down. I looked down at my clothes, knowing that whatever I had would have to do it for a long time. I looked in my back pockets to find a wallet. I opened it up and saw an ID with the name I told Sehun (Guess I didn’t come up with the name myself and it was just another thing I already knew.), some money and lastly, a piece of paper with an address written on it.

After typing the address out in the search bar, a map came up. The place was just a 20-minute walk away, which wasn’t too bad. Let’s just hope that the place will have more information about what I am supposed to be and more things to help me blend in.

Now it was time for me to find out more about Oh Sehun. The problem was that there is definitely not just one Oh Sehun in the world and all I know about him is his name and that he’s a student. I started searching, hoping there won’t be any famous Sehuns to flood the search results. After about 10 minutes of trying to find out at least something about Sehun, the said person walked into the room. I quickly closed the tab, silently cursing at all the progress I lost by doing that. “‘Sup.” Was all he said before placing about 12 books on a desk across mine and sitting down. Ignoring his manners, I felt relief knowing he won’t be able to look at my screen. I managed to load the tabs back again and continued.

It was getting dark as I went through the last page containing the name Oh Sehun. Now I knew that he was a student at a nearby school, his birthplace was Seoul (which I also found out was the huge city we were in right now) and he is studying to become a teacher (quite ironic if you ask me - a kid teaching other kids), which I was able to find out thanks to his whiny posts on Twitter about how hard school is. Does he ever do anything else besides complaining? Well, he’s studying right now, but that’s not because he wants to, so it doesn’t count.

“Can I borrow a pen? And could you give me a paper as well?” I said as I looked above the wooden walls at him. He looked at me with an annoyed face. After seeing I’m still waiting and not backing down, he sighed. “Ugh, fine.” He said as he looked around his desk, grabbed a pen and a paper, stood up from his chair and reached over to give them to me. As I was taking them, I noticed just how much of a mess the desk was, books and papers all over the place. It made me kind of glad I was a demon that doesn’t have to go to school just then. “Thanks,” I said and started writing down the information.

Name: Oh Sehun
Family: ??
Home: Seoul, ??
School: in Seoul, about 5 minutes from here
Hobbies: ??
Likes: ??
Dislikes: ??
Other: - wants to become a teacher, will teach ??
- has Facebook, Twitter and Instagram accounts (make your own to find out more!!)
- ??

The amount of empty space just showed how much work I still have ahead of me. But hey, progress is still progress, right? Since I was done, I folded up the paper and hid it in my wallet under the ID just to be sure no one will see it. When I was ready to go, I went around the desks to Sehun, who was now reading his last book and showed him the address.

“Do you know where this place is by any chance?” I asked him, watching him stare at the address and read it again a couple times. He looked at me for a while. He looked almost.. worried? “Are you sure you have the right address?” He asked softly. I nodded, still not understanding the problem.

“You know that’s the bad side of the city, right? There are factories, a train station and that’s about it..” Come on, seriously? Can things get even more annoying? I wasn’t expecting a mansion, but I still don’t know if incubi can die or not and I’d rather not find out just yet. “Yes, I know. Can you just tell me where it is?” I said, lying. He stared at me for a little while longer before finally giving in.

After getting the directions and making sure I didn’t leave anything, I was about to leave, when Sehun called my name. “(Y/N)?” I stopped, turning around. “Yes?”

“Even though you’re super ugly and no bad guy would dare to approach you.. take care.” He said jokingly with a small smile. It took me by surprise, but I smiled back at him. “Really? Guess I’m still pretty enough for Shrek’s cousin to care about my well-being then?” For a moment, he looked taken aback but then huffed, faking anger and looking away. “Don’t worry though, I will.”

And with that, I left.


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Prologue|Chapter 1 

Oh Sehun x reader

Summary: You woke up in darkness, confused about where were you and what happened. But you already knew all that you needed to know. You were an incubus searching for your first victim. That victim happened to be a brat called Oh Sehun.

Your p.o.v.

As I was surrounded by darkness, all I could feel was cold. I tried to look around me, but then I realized I didn’t have a body. What the actual fuck? I thought to myself as I tried to remember what am I and how did I get here. My mind was completely blank. After what felt like an eternity I heard a voice.

“Welcome to this world. You are probably very confused, so I am sent here to answer all of your questions. What would you like to know first?”

The voice was deep, but it didn’t sound neither male nor female. My head felt like it was going to explode any minute as questions began filling it. Fearing that if I didn’t start talking soon, the voice would disappear, I began asking.

“What am I?” There was a short silence before it responded. “You are what humans call an incubus. You have been created as a replacement for another incubus. All incubi come from the darkness and cold of the void. They stay here, asleep until an incubus dies or changes. Once that happens, you wake up, replacing them.” Well, that didn’t help at all.

“And what exactly is an incubus?” The voice went quiet, as if thinking about the best way to explain the word. “You were once created as a servant for humans, living in their shadow and fearing them as your masters. Following their orders and being mistreated for centuries, you were filled with anger, wanting revenge. Using all the darkness in you, you managed to overpower the humans. Even though you are powerful beings, they still managed to stop you, keeping you trapped here in the void. After years of trying to escape, you succeeded and returned to their world, but at a price. In order to stay alive, you have to feast on their energy in the form of lust and sex. Most of your kind actually like this type of lifestyle, staying hidden in the dark corners of the streets, drowning in the short moments of pleasure. Some of you don’t want to live like that though. They decided to find a way to become a human, freeing them from the curse. And they did. They found out that the one and only way of escaping your fate without dying is through love.”

“Love? Isn’t that basically lust?” “It is not the same. You see, lust is the yearning for sex and for the body. Love is the yearning for understanding, for one’s heart and soul.”

But isn’t that easy? You just have to be kind to people and they will love you, right? “It’s not easy at all actually.” The voice responded as if it were reading my mind. “Love is not earned by kindness. You don’t love someone for the mask they put on. You love someone for their inner self. You love them for their good side, the kind and happy person, but you also love them for their dark, ugly side, the side they so desperately want to hide. Once you accept them both, then you are ready to love them. Now it might seem complicated, but when you will feel love yourself, you will understand.” Well, this just took a turn for the worst. What am I supposed to do? I don’t want to spend the rest of eternity sleeping with nameless strangers just to stay alive, that’s not an option. I might be an incubus, but that doesn’t mean I have to end like the others.

But am I really capable of such a strong feeling? Can I love someone? Can someone love me? I was probably quiet for a long time because the voice spoke up again. “It seems our time is up, young one. Go ahead and enter the human world. But remember, there is one last rule you have to follow. The person that can help you change must be the first one to ever hear your voice. That is because of the past, where incubi were tied to their master by answering their calls, never leaving their side afterward. So I advise you, choose the person you decide to speak to very carefully, they will be your only chance of breaking your curse. Goodbye for now and good luck.”

And just like that, silence surrounded me again. Just then I began to feel warmth entering my body. I saw a tiny white dot in front of me. Is that light in the distance? I started running towards it, hoping I will reach it before it dies and darkness swallows me into the void.

As I was running, I started to feel the wind going through my hair. Just then I realized that the closer I got to the light, the more I could feel my body, my heavy breathing and the fast pace of my heart beating. The light had a shape of a rectangle, getting bigger and bigger. I was so close to it when I saw it starting to fade. Not risking anything, I jumped forward and into the unknown.

I closed my eyes, hoping that I made it. I felt something warm underneath me. It was warm and..moving? I opened my eyes only to be blinded by the bright sun above me, making me shut them again, staying blind for just a little longer. Did I really make it? I wasn’t sure until I heard a sharp male voice.

“The fuck are you doing? Get off me, asshole.”


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