#I make them happy and poly and also found family

[sapphic-terror]

I may or may not be on my way to write a time travel fix it fic centered around Rosita, Siddiq, Gabriel and Coco because, hear me out, we give these traumatized bitches a happy ending 🥹

[mischievousmoony]

𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑… 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 (𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝)

⟢ pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader (initial wolfstar & lily x reader) ⟢ summary: james is the sun, the center of the universe, of course when you realize how brightly he shines you can't help but fight over him. it comes unexpectedly, the way it brings you all together ⊹ 3.6k ⟢ warnings: suggestive content/mature themes, hogwarts is a university these characters are in their 20s, poly!marauders, confident!reader, not proofread

note: the dialogue is cringe i fear... this is another one i wrote for fun in the notes app before i started being active on here again

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At first, James thought it was jealousy. When he saw you kiss Lily goodbye at the portrait hole, he felt it for the first time. He couldn’t really tell who he felt it for, though. But then he felt it again, this time when he found Remus and Sirius cuddling in their shared dorm, and he’d chalked it up to being jealous that his friends were in happy relationships whilst he was alone. 

He tried flirting with other people, thinking a relationship of his own would cure these feelings. In his endeavors, James found that flirting was something he’s actually quite good at. But when he was on the receiving end of flirtatious remarks, he noticed his stomach never flipped the way it did for his friends, and all they had to do was say ‘hello’ to make it happen. He even tried to go on a date, but he found himself itching to be back at Gryffindor Tower where you lot were hanging out. 

So, James decided to face the facts. He has a crush… or four, he supposes. But it’s not like romance between him and his friends is unheard of. Other students around Hogwarts used to poke fun at you all for the inter friend group dating, accusing you of things like passing each other around for the fun of it. 

Someone once told Sirius he couldn’t escape the incestuous nature of his family, and that’s when the boys started hexing anyone who made any sort of joke on the topic. Soon enough, people learned to keep their mouths shut. 

But it wasn’t what other students made it seem. You all may have been perceived as a lascivious bunch who couldn’t keep your hands off of each other, but there were deep emotions between some of you that surpassed mere physical attraction. 

James probably had one of the most tame histories, save for Peter, who managed to find a girlfriend outside of the group. In James’ past, there was casual fling with Lily, which both parties wanted to be more, yet neither ever had the courage to say it. The relationship ended when they both inwardly thought they’d be better off letting go than silently yearning for more. Aside from that, James had managed to kiss each of you some way or another, whether it be via drinking games or experimental fun.

As for the rest of you, let’s just say you all did a bit more than kiss some of the other members in your group before you all coupled off. 

You, for example, have dabbled in romance with both Sirius and Remus at different points in time. There was a frenzied night with Remus that had you both longing for more, yet never acting on it. And there was a time where everyone thought you and Sirius would end up together. The tension between you two was once so palpable it pervaded your every interaction and shrouded your awareness of anything but each other. It fizzled after a while of neither of you ever making a real move, but sometimes you both feel it creep back into your conversations like an addiction you couldn’t shake. 

Lily and Remus also had a history. They were together for a while, a saccharine relationship that made those around them equally jealous as they were nauseous. Eventually, they broke it off because they couldn’t help but feel like something was missing. They theorized that they must be better off as friends, but what could’ve been still seems to loom over them. 

And James doesn’t know this, if he found out now he might disintegrate on the spot, but everyone’s fancied him at some point. But there’s something about Potters and their tendency to be oblivious. Everyone’s tried to get out of James’ friend zone and it went quite unnoticed. Lily was the only one who’s ever succeeded, and yet, they let each other become their ones that got away. 

It might be a good thing that James never knew about his friends’ crushes. He probably would’ve turned most of you down, depending on the timing. And that would’ve haunted him now. He already has to deal with the pining and the nerves and the misery of it all. Regret added to that mix would send him over the edge. 

After all, the minute you all walk into the common room his heart is already racing with nerves. 

First came Remus and Sirius, Remus having his arm slung across Sirius’ shoulders. Sirius’ walk is an odd looking shuffle due to the way he presses himself into his boyfriend’s side. 

There’s the pining. James wishes he could be sandwiched between them. He imagines shuffling along, like Sirius, and watching the pace of their footsteps sync up. 

Next, James sees Lily. Beaming, as always. She has a firm grip on your hand as she tows you in after her. You two are giggling about something and James swears he’s never heard anything more beautiful than the way your laughters intertwine. He’d give anything to be included in whatever you two were so charmed by. 

“Hey, Prongs,” Remus greets as they sit on the sofa next to him. Remus’ knees knock against James’. James doesn’t want to think about how much it affects him. 

“Hi Jamie,” you say in a sing song voice, passing in front of him as Lily leads you to sit on the armchair with her. The two of you might as well be on top of each other when you get situated, your legs twisted together.

James shifts in his seat, “Hi,” he rasps, then clears his throat, “Hi guys.” 

“What are you up to?” Lily bats her beautiful, long eyelashes at James.

James picks up a book Peter left on the end table next to him, “Studying,” he lies. What he was really doing was thinking about all of you. He couldn’t exactly disclose that, now could he? 

Lily’s eyes dart down to the cover of the book, “Advanced History of Magic?”

“I thought you dropped that after OWLs?” You wonder aloud. 

James presses his lips into a line while he tries to think of what to say, “Yeah, I, er- I’m not studying for class. I’m studying for pleasure. History is a very important subject.” James internally groans. He curses Peter in his mind for not leaving a better book behind. 

The couples around him seem to share skeptical glances that make James want to walk into the Black Lake, lie down, and drown there. 

James' next words tumble out like a torrent, “It’s actually Peter’s. He was telling me something interesting from his class. Wanted to read up on it myself. Anyway, I should go return this to him. Cheers, guys.”

Before anyone can say anything, James is already speeding off with the book. 

Oh, the misery. James hates how awkward things have become. He’s not usually an awkward person, but being around all four people he’s crushing on is overwhelming, even for him. 

Somewhere in Hogwarts’ halls, James leans against one of the cold stone walls and hugs Peter’s book to his chest. 

What is wrong with me, he thinks. And then he gets a tad arrogant, I’m James Potter! I can handle anything. Even having a thing for my best friends. 

James decides right then and there that he doesn’t want to feel like such a mess anymore. It’s time for a different approach. 

The next time he sees one of you, he thinks to himself, you know how to be confident, James, you’ve done it before. And so he puts on his best act. 

But for some reason, acting confident translated into constantly flirting with all of his friends. He really had no intention of doing that, it’s not like he actually wanted to get with any of you. He’d never want to try to interfere in your relationships. But for some reason, as his words tumbled out with amorous undertones and romantic implications, the negative emotions tumbled away too. So he kind of just kept doing it. 

From then on, your interactions with James have gone much more smoothly. Admittedly, they were also much more intoxicating. 

One day after Quidditch practice, James finds you and Lily wrapped up in each other’s arms on the sofa. Your arms are around Lily’s waist as you both watch the crackle of the fireplace before you. The sofa’s back cushions lay strewn across the floor to accommodate the space the two of you take up. 

With a grin fitting his face, James approaches the sofa. 

“Hey,” he calls on his approach. The two of you shift onto your backs to look in the direction of James’ voice behind you. When he arrives, he leans his forearms on the back of the sofa, one folded over the other, and hovers above you two, “Lily, Y/N.” He greets. 

“Hi James,” Lily says on behalf of you both. 

James eyes leisurely drift along the length of the couch and back up again, “Don’t you two look cozy.”

“Sure are,” Lily grins lazily, “If there were any more room on here we’d invite you to join,” your girlfriend jokes. 

“That’s alright, doll,” James says with a lopsided smile. He then leans in closer to you, and you notice the sparkling reflection of the firelight in his eyes. He lowers his voice to a whisper as if he’s telling you a secret, “Next time.” His voice comes out like silk and his eye contact is unwavering. You find it too intoxicating to even blink.

Your lips part slightly, and you can hear Lily’s breath get caught in her throat. It was just two words, it really shouldn’t have affected you two so much. Maybe it’s the way he said them… or maybe it’s just James. James, whose tousled hair is sticking to his forehead still from a strenuous practice and whose lips are only centimeters away. 

A moment of silence passes between you three before James straightens out his spine, standing with his hands resting where his forearms previously were. 

His fingers pitter patter against the sofa back, “I’m off to shower…” James says, “Save me a seat at dinner?”

Without waiting for a reply, James walks towards the boys dormitories. You both watch James disappear up the stairs. When you look at Lily, you find her face flushed. You wiggle your eyebrows and she slaps you on the arm, knowing exactly what you’re thinking. Her hand lingers, then trails down to fit into yours. She discovers a sweaty palm, and now she’s the one raising her eyebrows. 

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A few days later, Remus and Sirius find themselves in a similar situation. 

The three Marauders found themselves running for their lives from Filch after attempting to pull a prank without their fourth, who had to bail last minute. They had to rethink the plan on the spot without the extra set of hands, and found themselves nearly getting caught. 

Luckily, Remus knew this area of the castle intimately from his prefects rounds, and found them a room to hide in. 

The boys tumble inside. Sirius and James find themselves with their backs to the nearest wall, both heaving to catch their breaths. Remus locks the door behind them, and releases a shocked laugh as he backs into the room. 

“Quick thinking, Rem. I wonder what other tricks you have up your sleeve.” James says, his tone suggestive. 

“Oi!” Sirius exclaims while Remus flushes. Sirius looks a bit amused, but still feels a bit territorial too. 

James swivels to face Sirius, his body not coming out of contact with the wall. He leans his forearm on the stones above Sirius’ head. Being a bit shorter, Sirius has to look up at James as he leans in ever so slightly, “Don’t worry, Sirius. I find your secrets just as intriguing.” 

Territorial feelings cured. Sirius tries to place the feelings that replaced them and… oh. His head snaps towards his boyfriend, who looks downright besotted with the display in front of him. 

James maintains eye contact and a confident smirk as lets his arm slide down the wall until his palm is flat against it, level with Sirius’ head. He gives the wall a gently pat, then abruptly turns away. 

He takes a single step towards Remus, “I have a sneaking suspicion Filch is still lurking in the area. I’ve got the cloak, so I’m off to be your knight in shining armor and cause a distraction.” James winks, and then he’s out the door. 

The pair of boys that were left behind watch the door thoughtfully for a few moments. 

Sirius’ tongue darts out to moisten his lips as he prepares himself to make a bold suggestion. 

“Hey Moony?” he asks. 

“Yeah?” Remus responds breathlessly. 

“Hear me out about something…” Sirius trails off, still looking in the direction James left in. 

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A week later, you and Lily enter the common room in search of your messy-haired friend. He spots you two before either of you find him. 

“If it isn’t my favorite girls,” James waves you both over to where he is seated, which is a small table by the window. Remus and Sirius, who look a bit peeved to have James’ attention drawn away from them, are sitting across from him. 

“What brings you here?” James asks when you arrive at his side, “It’s date night, if I’m not mistaken, isn’t it?” 

You share a look with Lily, “Yes, actually, we’re just about to head off to Hogsmeade.” 

Lily rests a hand on James’ shoulder, “But we were thinking… we’d love it if you’d join us.” 

While the confusion on James’ face starts to soften into understanding, Sirius chokes on his own spit. His voice is strained as he holds back from coughing, “James is busy.”

Your eyes dart to Sirius, “Is he?” then back to James. “Couldn’t you make some time?” You bat your eyes at him. 

Sirius looks horrified, “We have some— Marauders only!— business to attend to. James was just about to accept our invitation, isn’t that right, Prongs?”

“Uhh, I-” James sputters, wildly taken aback by what’s happening. What is happening? 

“Well why don’t you two just invite Peter,” you suggest callously as Lily’s grip on James’ shoulder turns possessive. 

“This isn’t the kind of business we want to invite Peter to. We want James.” Sirius’ eyes narrow. 

You furrow your brows at Sirius’ words and it takes a moment for the meaning of them to sink in. Your features harden as Sirius and Remus suddenly go from friends to competitors. 

“Well I guess you’re out of luck, then.” You say, squinting down at Sirius, “I think James is going to want to come with us.”

Sirius didn’t much like the way you looked down on him, so he brought himself up to his feet where he could tower over you. 

“It’s cute that you think so, but we’re closer to James than anyone. James is our best friend.”

“And I think it’ll be staying that way.” 

“I beg to differ.” Sirius counters, his tone laced with arrogance. 

James’ jaw goes slack at the implication.

“If you're going to beg I prefer that you get on your knees first.” Your voice is dripping with mockery, challenge, and something else that takes everyone a moment to decipher. 

It’s something familiar, a certain tension that’s proving once again to have never fully gone away. It flashes in Sirius’ eyes too, his fiery gaze wavering to give way for a fervent expression. 

The sudden shift in tone sent an electric shock through the three onlookers, James’ jaw dropping impossibly lower.

“Trust me, doll. Where I’m involved, I’m not the one who’s gonna be begging on their knees.” 

Remus somehow looks like he’s enjoying this, which should be unusual for a guy watching his boyfriend flirt with someone else. He’s leaned back in his seat, a hint of a smile dancing on his lips, as his eyes dart between each of his friends. 

“What’s happening,” James chokes out, the nerves he expelled weeks ago suddenly bubbling back up again. 

No one answers James. Remus is having too much fun and you are too busy staring down Sirius. Lily joins you, inching closer to both you and him as she leans over your shoulder, her body pressing into your back. 

“Oh, he’s lying, don’t you think?” She says, her voice velvety smooth. 

“Certainly so. I have it on good authority that he’s the type to want to be in charge,” you jut your chin toward Remus, whose gaze you meet while memories of each other swirl around in your minds, bringing matching twinkles to your eyes. 

“Can-? Can I interject?” James takes a shot at cutting through the tension, his voice cracking.  

“Of course, Jamie,” you turn your head from Sirius to look at him but a soft hand pinching your chin gently turns you right back. 

“Eyes on me, dollface, I’m not done with you,” Sirius says firmly, as if proving how commanding he can be. 

A choked noise emits from James’ throat and it’s not clear if it’s in protest of being cast aside again or a direct reaction to the way Sirius is handling you. 

Remus inches his hand towards James’, bumping his pinky into his. “Sit tight, I want to see where this goes,” he tells him. 

“See? So effortlessly commanding,” you vocalize to Lily, a hungry look in your eyes as they flick to Remus. 

Sirius’ possessive nature flares up. “This has been real cute, but you can you can back off of them now,” Sirius say, referring to both his boyfriend and James. 

Your eyes dart back to Sirius and that hungry sort of look doesn’t falter, “Want me to focus on you, do you? Ddon’t worry, baby, I can multitask.”

“Let's cut to the chase, are you two about to fight or kiss?” James defies Remus’ command to sit tight, suddenly speaking boldly, regaining his confidence from either sheer will or impatience, “Either is fine, I suppose, as long as you continue to let me watch.”

“I second that,” Remus agrees at once. 

“Third,” Lily chimes in, “though I’d prefer to see the ladder.” 

As James words sink in, it brings you back down to reality, that familiar veil of tension that shrouds your better judgment lifting. 

Worry filters in first, your actions suddenly feeling inappropriate. That they were, but you’re less worried about the nature of your actions and more so the fact that you behaved in such away with someone else right in front of your girlfriend. When you look at her, you’re met with a sly countenance that reminds you she was an active participant. 

You’re not the only one having inner turmoil after the racy display, a silence that’s tense for different reasons washing over you all. Everyone seems to be contemplating the implications of what just happened and how you all so fondly reacted to it. 

Lily is the one to cut through the silence first. 

“You know… I wouldn’t mind if all three of you joined us,” Lily tucks a strand of hair behind your ear as she asks “Do you, Lovie?”

“No, I wouldn’t mind at all,” your words coming out like a plea when you respond. 

Remus carefully stands from his seat, approaching Sirius with revere and settling his arm across his shoulder. His free hand extends to you, which you take without hesitation. His tender touch sends shivers up your spine. 

Your four sets of eyes drift to James, who’s still in his seat trying to process what’s going on. When it sinks that this is real life, he looks back at you all like you’re a newfound treasure. 

It’s instant, the way the feelings that never went away metamorphosize into something beautiful and new. And it’s an adjustment, for sure, but you all lean into it with surprising ease. 

The rumors fly, of course, when your peers start to take notice of the way things have changed. No amount of previous hexing scares them away from jumping to their conclusions and spreading their rumors. This time around, you’re all too enamored with each other to care much about what people say, but you do find it pitiful that they could never understand. But some witnesses to the loving little touches and soft remarks between each of you and all of you find that it makes sense now—all of you were destined from the start. 

For you have always been drawn to each other. It’s why you constantly gravitated from one to the next, the pull from those you left behind never really going away. 

It feels like a dream the way you all settle back into place with each other. James looks at you all in disbelief everyday. He couldn't have imagined a more perfect solution to his previously helpless pining.

You're quite pleased as well, the longing for what you never had with each of your boys finally resolved.

And Lily and Remus share a look some days, eyes twinkling, finding comfort in knowing now what their missing piece was. Or rather, pieces. 

“Well, I think I can pinpoint now why all of our relationships kept not working out,” Lily tells him once, in the very beginning. You’re all strolling around outdoors, basking in the sun, still shyly navigating through the newness of it all. 

The knuckles of your left hand fondly brush against those on James’ right. Lily walks alongside you, Remus on the end next to her. And Sirius has fallen behind purposefully, admiring the way the four of you look together. 

“Why’s that, Dove?” Remus asks. 

“Greed,” Sirius interjects, an impish grin dances on his lips as he jogs up to join you all again. He squeezes between you and Lily, slinging his arms around you both.

Sirius nuzzles his nose into the side of your face, “But who’s to say we can’t have it all?” 

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[readychilledwine]

His, Yours, Mine

Summary - Finding out you were pregnant should have been the best news. It's too bad you don't know which of your three mates is possibly the father, though.

Prompt - Day 3 - Secrets

Warnings - slightly hidden pregnancy trope, pregnancy, being put in a protective bubble, alcohol mentioned, slightly angsty but I know some of you are hurting from all the angst going around so it turns to Fluff quickly.

A/N - Happy @polyacotarweek day 3! I almost turned this into a Lucien x Reader x Tamlin fic before I decided to keep it with the batboys to include Starfall. There is still an urge to make a Spring Court Trouple version of this, though, so let me know. Also, I included how I imagined Rhysand discovering Feyre's pregnancy went. As much as I hate the storyline, I can see him being so emotional over a baby

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Madja held your hand in hers as you cried. You cried from joy, from frustration, from shock, from sadness. This should have been the happiest news of your long life, but you found yourself more confused than anything.

“It is a blessing from the Mother, y/n.” She ran a hand along your cheek, “They will be overjoyed.”

The laugh you let out was bitter. “I can't even tell them who the father is.”

“Does it matter in this type of relationship? All of them will be happy. They all want a family with you, together."

To you, it mattered. It mattered so deeply that two weeks into knowing, you still had your scent glamored when your mates were home, hiding the babe from them until you thought of the perfect thing to say.

Guilt had started eating at you as you pulled away from them, lying about stress from the new play you were asked to write the symphony for. Azriel so desperately wanted a family, even if he would not admit it, and was willing to wait until after you had given his brothers their babies. Cassian wanted a daughter more than he wanted food some days. He spoke about it constantly, about how he would braid her hair and purchase her beautiful dresses. Rhys wanted every baby you two passed on the street, always stopping to say hello and get to hold the smallest members of his court. He said it was practice for when you would bless him. Son or daughter, it did not matter to him.

You felt like this was bound to disappoint two of them, a babe, but not theirs. You signed as you continued putting away the sheet music you had been composing on. "What are we going to do, little one?" You placed a hand on your stomach.

You were home alone, magic completely dropped, and so deep into organizing your next big composition, you had not noticed Rhys walking in with two glasses of champagne until they had long shattered on the floor.

“Baby,” he whispered. He fell to his knees before you, hands gripping your hips gently as his forehead rested against your lower stomach. “Baby.”

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him, basking in the joy he was sending so deep down the bond that your other two mates appeared. Cassian, always with weapons in hand, dropped them instantly. He didn't even care as they joined the scatter glass and champagne on the floor. He was at your and Rhysand's side instantly, kissing you deeply before kneeling next to Rhys and kissing the side of you stomach. Azriel had frozen, eyes wide and staring at you. “You're sure?”

All Rhys could do was nod, whispering again, “Baby. We're having a baby."

Dinner was a celebration just the four of you. The males all too happily planning out a nursery. You pushed the food around your plate, feeling too guilty to enjoy the meal Cassian had made you all. “Y/n, what's wrong?” Azriel pulled you to him. “Is it the babe? Do you need to lay down?”

You felt tears begin to fall as the guilt consumed you. “I don't know which one of you is the father.”

You waited. Waited for the 3 of them to fight, to lay claim to the babe, but Cassian and Rhys just both looked at Azriel and then you. “It is technically Azriel's,” the High Lord spoke slowly. “You smell like him. But it is also mine. Also, Cassian's. The babe is ours. We all are it's father.”

“But-”

“Sweetheart,” Cassian took your hand. “We knew once this bond happened, there was a chance you would get pregnant, and we wouldn't know who fathered the baby until the scent kicked in.. We do not want to be fathers, though. We want to be dads. We love you and the little babe, regardless of you smelling like Azriel.”

Azriel was nuzzled into you. “We accepted a long time ago that everything you got pregnant, you would smell like only one of us, and that one of us would get more protective.” He kept scenting you. “I would have been happy if it was Rhysand's or Cassian's.”

Rhysand finally spoke again. “A babe is always a means for Celebration as well.” You groaned. “I am thinking of an announcement at Starfall? With all of our family there?”

“That's only 2 weeks for me to plan and put something together.” You were used to Rhysand giving you short deadlines for things involving your family, the rest of the Inner Circle, and the Court of Nightmares, but for all of Velaris? You held those events to such high standards, and had since Rhysand asked you to take over that duty as High Lady.

“You could keep it simple this time?” You turned slowly to Cassian, glaring as he put his hands up in surrender. “Or not. Murder hormones kicked in today. Noted."

And “simple” had no place in the description of what you had done. You had made the choice to have the Rainbow opened to the celebration, watching as guests admired every faelight enchanted to twinkle like the stars themselves, watching as every guest took their turns on the dance floor you had put temporarily into the center of the large open theater. Rhys had allowed you to spare no expense. Vendors had made countless cakes and treats, food was plenty, drinks were pouring, and the orchestra played lively music.

You were shielded in the magic bubble all three males had demanded you be put in, but it wasn't enough for Azriel, who hung behind you like a constant threat even in his finest dress clothing.

Your own dress showed the smallest curve where your child was growing, causing every guest who greeted you and High Lord to pass their congratulations unknowing of the circumstances. “Won't they all shit when they figure out Az put a baby in you first?” You slammed an elbow into Cassian's stomach, smiling at an elderly couple as they held Rhysand's hands, praising him for bringing the city all together to celebrate a Night Court tradition and such a joyous announcement.

“We are just getting some of them okay with the idea of all of us as a mated unit. Let's not cause any heart attacks, Cassian.” He nodded to your statement and held a water glass to your mouth.

“Going to be a long night, sweetheart. Let's stay hydrated.”

The music switched to a soft violin based turn, one you had composed as Starfall began. Azriel held you close as everyone's attention turned to the sky, including yours. All three of your mates had their eyes locked on you, soft smiles on their faces as they watched the childlike wonder wash over you despite years of witnessing the event. “Always so beautiful.”

“Of course you are,” Azriel whispered. “And you will look even more beautiful when you begin to show more.”

“I can't wait,” Rhysand's hand went to that small bump, “To hold our babe.”

Cassian's hand rested on Rhysand. “Our baby. The first of many.”

“We would toast you, darling, but no champagne for you,” Rhysand handed a glass to Cass and Az, then water to you. “Darling?”

“To the stars who listen,” your voice broke as tears of joy came.

“And the dreams that are answered,” they all echoed.

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[little-forest-goblin]

I see that you're open for requests, darling! I have a little idea if you don't mind?

One set in the Deli where Female Reader is obviously very surprised about seeing all these versions of Five but then she sees Drunk Five and instantly she begins taking care of him. She's seen regular Five drunk a bunch and he would always swat away her hand or brush her off if she tried to help him. But Drunk Five doesn't do this. He smiles at her and curls into her side, saying that he missed her and he's sorry for drinking so much. All the other Fives are watching this happen and make comments to each other about "She's staying. We'll convince her." Basically using (it sounds bad but it's not) her caretaker nature to ensure that Reader is so focused on them she doesn't really have time to think about leaving.

oooo i like this idea!! i’m on it! Please enjoy!!

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Stay with me

Warmings: angst, tooth rotting fluff, technically poly (Y/n is happy in a relationship with the versions of five cause well…there all the same person) Y/n is in a completely different timeline

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You were so sick of it. You were sick of your five constantly ignoring you or constantly pushing you away. You only wanted to help but everytime you tried he would push you away. It pissed you off to no end. It also really hurt your feelings. You felt like nothing more than a nuisance. You were his girlfriend for goodness sake.

You tried to help with his missions when you and him worked in the commission but he had you stuck doing paperwork instead of being his partner. At first it was sweet cause you thought it meant he wanted you safe until you found it was because he didnt think you were able to keep up with him.

Ouch.

You tried to help him save the world and stop the apocalypse from happening but he always pushed you away insisting he could do it on his own and that you will only hold him back. He constantly pushed you away and excluded you from information.

That stings.

When he was sick you tried to help him get better but he would always shoo you away. Swatting away your hands and scolding you for being so clingy.

That really hurts.

You were so sick of it. The final straw was when he snapped at you for trying to help him look through some last minute files. Anyway to stop the cleanse.

>Flashback to that moment<

Five had rushed into the office already annoyed you tagged along. He pulled out boxes looking through files hoping to find another answer to this cleanse. He wasnt gonna sacrifice his family to that thing. He’d rather take them to a different timeline and fix whatever hellish apocalypse came there way in that one.

You were aware he was stressed so you did your best to help. You cane over and picked up a file “Here i can help you find some useful info-“

he snatched the file from your hand “I can do it myself” he said with a harsh cold tone that even took you aback

he went right back to searching like he didn't just snap at you like you were a child caught stealing a cookie from the jar.

you looked at him hurt as he just looked through files like he didnt just hurt you. The end will have to wait because you had to ask “Why do you do that?”

he looked at you with his brows furrowed “Do what?”

“Five dont act stupid” you said crossing your arms “You act like im just some nuisance! I try to help but…you snap at me and get mad. Why? im just trying to help”

he slapped a file down on the table “Because your to much for me, y/n! you are just to much! You baby me like im toddler needing help walking!”

you scoffed “I do not baby you! im just trying to help you! excuse me if that makes me a bad person!”

he pinched the bridge of his nose before his voice raised again “You are just stupid arent you?! i dont need you to help me!! You insist on babying me! This isnt help its babying! I am a full grown man much older than you by a lot! i can take care of myself!”

tears came to yours eyes but you tried to hold them back that tight feeling in your throat “What am i supposed to do to show you that i love you! Im there for you. I try to help you! But i feel like i'm constantly at arms length from you…what do you want me to do?”

he stayed silent for a minute. The time he stayed silent for felt like it dragged on for hours when truthfully it was only a few minutes.

You raised your voice in sadness as a tear fell down “TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FIVE!”

“TO LEAVE!!” he yelled out

your heart stopped. You were heart broken. He wanted you to leave? It wasnt in that way. Was it?

“To leave? like…forever?” you said quietly

he didnt say anything giving you all the confirmation. You looked away wiping away your tears after a minute. Five almost instantly regretted what he said.

you headed for the door and he got in the way “Baby please i-“

you pushed past him “Fuck you, five” you headed out the door as he followed pleading for you to come back. You headed out the building looking for anywhere to go. You saw the subway. The same subway you and him accidentally blinked to a few days prior.

you made a beeline for it.

his eyes were wide in horror “Y/n, no! Baby come back i didnt mean a word i said!”

you bolted down the stairs each step carefully placed to make sure you didnt fall down them. You saw that luckily a subway car was there. You heard fives footsteps. If you didnt belong in his world than fine. You’ll step out of it. Completely. Its not like you had anyone else in this god forsaken timeline

you headed into the subway car and turned just in time to see five coming down the stairs.

“y/n please no wait! Im sorry! Please get off the traincar i didnt mean it!” he bolted to get to you but by then it was too late. The doors closed and the train was pulling out of the station. leaving a horrified and guilty regret ridden five behind.

<End of flashback>

So thats how you found yourself here in this train car just rolling on down the tracks waiting for the next stop. Your mind plagued with the shit you have had to take for years. You understood he was a busy man but…he shouldn't have been like that towards you. You felt led on. Hurt. Heartbroken. You had been through so much just trying to help him. You went through multiple timelines with him. You left everyone behind to be with him. you felt so foolish now. It almost disgusted you.

Eventually the train came to a stop at a station. You debated whether to get off or not. You sighed softly until you saw movement. Right outside the window of the train car was…five? He seems different though. Like you and him did not just have a falling out. He simply walks by to a set of stairs. When the doors slid open you slipped out of the subway car and followed after him in a hurry.

you took quick steps down the stairs “Five! hey what are you doing here i thou- woah” you said startled seeing a bright orange yellowish sign all lit up illuminating the outside of a place called max’s delicatessen. You saw movement inside the building. You couldn't quite tell what or who was inside because the windows were a little foggy.

You steeled your nerves and headed inside gently pulling open the door. The smell of food and the feeling of warmth hit you immediately in contrast to the oddly cold environment in the subway. You took in your surroundings at the little deli place you have seemed to find. It took you a few minutes to realize that all the people in there were five. And that meant all of them.

What the deep fried fuck is this?

there was a bunch of them fives just around all doing various things. There was a five reading the news, a five sipping tea, another cooking behind the counter. Good god there was so many of them. You looked around until you saw a version of five that was holding a picture frame looking at it with sadness and a bottle. He was disheveled and drunk out of his mind.

Before you could think you came closer to his side slowing to a stop. You saw his eyes were trained on the photo of his family and…you? well a version if you obviously. his eyes would land on you and he would take a swig like it would numb the pain of loss. He was about to take another but you stopped his hand.

He was gonna protest before he looked at you. His eyes widened “Y/n”

you smiled softly and took the bottle from his hand and gently set it down. The sound of your name could be heard and finally the rest of them noticed you. some heads turning. Brisket five looked from behind the counter, his eyes widened seeing you. He went to a different cook five in the kitchen explaining what has happened. Soon it spread like wildfire.

Drunk five let you take the bottle from him without a single protest his eyes longing and soft. You smiled “I think you have had enough” you gently pulled him to a empty booth and sat down he went right into your side snuggling in.

“I missed you, y/n. Its been so lonely”

you smiled softly, petting his hair.

he continues talking “Im so sorry for my drinking. Im sorry i couldnt save you” his hands tightened on you not wanting to let go.

you smiled and tilted his head up “Its okay cause im here now. Im right here”

tears welled in Drunk fives eyes but he quickly wiped them away and snuggled into you laying his head on your lap.

You smiled looking down at him petting his hair. That was until you felt the multiple pairs of eyes. You looked up seeing every five staring at you most with shock, surprise, happiness and love.

“um…hi?” you said a little nervously

questions were thrown at you from every angle. It was like a dam had broke loose. Apologies, heartfelt words, disbelief were said from every direction.

Two of the fives behind the group of fives who swarmed talked to eachother. This was waiter five and booth five.

Waiter five looked to booth “Look at how she is with drunk five. Its like in every timeline she is the same” his eyes were looking right at her they held affection and longing.

booth five nodded and looked at waiter five “Yeah. Im just…so happy she is here. Its been so long” he watches as you try to confirt and answer there questions

Ever Since you got here, You havent had one thought of leaving to go back to your timeline. You were busy with your new fives. You didnt hate it. At all infact and they certainly enjoyed being around you. They had there lover back which was great for them and you had fives who loved and appreciated you.

You helped around the deli, you talked to the fives. You enjoyed there company. You made memories here. It was…fantastic. Each five had there own memories with you but some more than others.

With brisket five he taught you how to cook brisket which was a odd experience in itself but you thought it was fun.

>Flashback<

You were in the kitchen with brisket five. He had gotten a big thing of brisket cause they had run out.

“Okay y/n im gonna teach you how to make a damn good brisket. Its a reason why its the most popular item.” he said enthusiastically. He was happy to spend this time with you. He opened the package of meat

“Most popular? Slow your roll cowboy i think your getting way in over your head” you chuckled joking with him

he looked at you with a playful hurt look “You question my brisket making skills?”

you chuckled shaking your head “No i question your overinflated ego”

he huffed but couldnt help but smile “Overinflated? Please you should see drunk fives ego when he gets a dare”

you chuckled and crossed your arms “Alright brisket boy. Light my way into the world of beisket”

“Gladly” he took out the meat and washed his hands before began to take out seasonings “Alright so these are the seasonings we need. If you are to make any other thats fine but for now lets stick with my recipe.”

you listened to him explain the seasonings. You got distracted a few times but he would pull your attention back. The next time you got distracted he sighed and grabbed your chin making you look into his eyes “Eyes on me.”

it caught you a little off guard. Brisket five was a mostly chill guy. So him doing this was totally unprecedented. You swallowed looking up at him. “Five i-“

he went closer his hand cupping your cheek. His eyes trained on you. he leaned in and kissed you softly before pulling back “I still cant believe you are here. I missed you so much”

you smiled softly and kissed him back

>End of flashback<

That was one of your favorite memory of brikste five but there was so many other memories you and him had you loved.

Other versions of five also had memories with you. Your favorite of waiter five was when he accidentally dropped some plates onto the floor when serving

>Flashback<

It had been a particularly busy day. It was like the entire multiverse of fives decided today was the day they came in.

Poor Waiter five is scrambling around with large serving trays getting everybody there drinks and foods. You had to admit he was very good under pressure.

Waiter five had a particularly heavy tray to carry and one of the fives that came into the deli with a time traveling briefcase had left it out in the open making him trip and the tray and glass fell to the floor shattering.

You had been doing your best to try and help by taking orders. You wanted to take some stress off of him. You didn't help in the kitchen much even though it looked like an episode of The bear in there. You almost burned down the deli just trying to make a god damn grilled cheese.

Not your proudest moment.

You heard glass shattering and the deli became silent for a second but it slowly amped up back to normal. You looked over seeing a shocked waiter five.

“Oh five!” you called over and quickly came over “what happened?”

waiter five looked at you with a shocked face “Someone left there suitcase out and i tripped” he looked over at the culprit that had a deep red blush on his cheeks in embarrassment and looked away

That had you sigh and looked at waiter five “I can help you give me a minute” you began to help him pick up bigger pieces of the glass to throw away. He ended up grabbing the same piece as you. Your hands touching.

you looked up at him, your eyes slightly wide as you looked at him. He looked back at you. Your hands are still touching together.

“You know this isn't exactly a safe time to have a disney moment” you said through a nervous chuckle your cheeks a little red

he coughed and his cheeks flushed slightly. “Right!” he let go and he continued picking up pieces of the glass. You stared at him for a little bit before he looked at you “What?! Please just help!”

you chuckled at his higher pitched nervous tone and began to help. Once you and him were done you guys threw away the pieces of glass

you dusted off your hands over the trash “There we go i believe that is all the pie-“ he cut you off by taking your face in his hands and kissing you softly and sweetly catching you off guard. It definitely wasn't uninvited though. You kissed back until you both pulled away

“Thanks for the help, doll” he smiled kissing your forehead before he was called by brisket five to come deliver some new plates

waiter five groaned and looked at you “We can continue later” he winked and walked out as brisket five kept yelling “Yeah yeah! get your panties out of a fucking twist, okay brisket five!”

you were left with a blush and a smile

>End flashback<

You and the waiter fives relationship has definitely strengthened since then. Your relationship has strengthened with all of them. You love them a lot and they love you. You are actually very thankful for booth five. He explained all of this to you and he was the second one to make you feel so at home.

>Flashback<

You looked at the fives that had swarmed you. You tried answering questions but there was so much and it was a lot to take in that there was a bunch of fives.

Finally one five pushed through the crowd which was none other than booth five “Alright alright everyone yes its y/n. Yes we are all very excited and yes this is real but she got here and she needs space too. So everyone back up a little we will all get time with her”

everyone dispersed with a groan. Some lingered but were ultimately shooed away. Drunk five stayed right there in your lap. Booth five sat down in the booth with you “Hi y/n its been some years”

you smiled softly looking at him “It's been only a couple hours for me since i've seen you” you looked around at the deli and all the fives

he chuckled notcinf your curiosity “One big mind fuck isnt it? This would’ve made einsteins head explode” he fixed his suit as he spoke “If you don't mind me asking i would like to know why you left your world?”

you sighed your eyes saddening a little as you looked down at drunk five. You kept on petting his head “five- er well…my five and i had a not so great falling out” you sighed “Its a long story”

booth five leaned against the table “I have time. We have nothing but time down here actually.” he smiled

you chuckled and looked at him “I guess so but id like to know first what is this place”

he nodded in understanding “Well i guess you deserve to know, my darling.” he cleared his throat. The pet name made you blush a little “This place i guess you can say is like a neutral zone. This place is made of the same stuff that the commission owner five made his chamber of. You know to stop the paradox psychosis from taking hold”

you nodded “Okay then what are all of you doing here then?”

he sighed and looked to the picture frames on the wall “You see those?”

you looked over at the photos as he continues to speak “Thats how many times we have tried to save the world. Everyone here has failed to do that. We have had to get rid of a few of the fives though. There is always a solution, just some of us never get enough time and that's why we are here.”

you looked at him saddened by this “You didn't get enough time?”

he shook his head looking away “I couldn't save my family…we couldn't save our family we couldn't save you. I feel so much guilt all time i just-“

“hey hey” you softly said taking his face in your hands turning it to you “I'm here now okay? I'm not going back”

he looked at you, his eyes sparkling “Yeah…you are.” his hands went over the hand that held his cheek. It really was you. For some reason you have been the only consistent thing in every timeline. You have been the only one that has never changed. Your heart was just as big and your brain was as intelligent as every other y/n.

he leaned over and kissed you softly and than pulled back “I missed you so much”

you smiled “I missed you too” it was like you had your five back. The five you had before he became cold and distant from you.

drunk five whined in your lap “Hey i didn't get a kiss! I want a kiss!” he hiccuped a little

you chuckled “Alright sit up and ill give you a kiss too”

he eagerly sat up and leaned forward giving you a kiss. Granted it was a little fumbled but you gave one before pulling back. He blushed like a school boy and laid back down “Hehe i got to kiss my girl again”

“yes yes you did, love” you smiled down at him while booth five chuckled staring at you

>End of flashback<

So here you are now. Consistently wrapped up in love from the fives within the deli. you helped around with tasks and loved all of them taking care of some of them.

They were all a little afraid you’d leave them one day but you never made the move too. You seemed happy and content here. You loved making new memories and loved sharing them with them. You barely thought of the strained relationship you had with your five in your timeline.

meanwhile

your five had been searching through every station and every timeline for you. He felt horrible having pushed you so far away you’d hop on a subway that led you god knows where to not be around him.

He felt horrible. He had a lot of time to reflect in the subway cars. you left everything to be with him and that's how he repays you? Sure he is busy but too busy to care at least a little?

Finally at a station he was heading off the subway train when he saw a flight of stairs going down. Strangely there was usually only one going up into a timeline. He headed to fhem and cautiously went down until he saw the bright lights of a sign. A deli? What the hell was a deli doing here?

He went to the glass and wiped away some of the condensation on the glass and peeked inside. He saw none other than you with a shit ton of him around the place all working or sat down in booths.

You were brightly smiling and laughing at a joke brisket five had said. You looked so happy. So much happier than he ever made you. you looked so at home here. You gave a kiss to brisket five which made his stomach drop.

You actually left him.

he watched as you delivered some plates to a table of fives smiling just as brightly. Waiter five came over doing a drive by kiss on your cheek which had you playfully offended.

Five felt horrible he couldn't watch anymore. He turned away sitting down on the cold steps of the stairs he came down from. He put his head in his hands. He didn't realize he had something others were not lucky to have before he lost something so beautiful.

He felt horrible.

You oblivious to the figure outside stewing in regret, you continued your time with no intention to leave wrapped in love and care something you couldn't have or didn't imagine would happen in your timeline.

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hi guys sorry this took so long! life happened and pushed back the story! also i had to plan out how this would go! i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it! please do not be afraid to send requests! i love you be safe out there! 😘 💋

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 12

Note: I’ll keep updating the lists as I discover more fics. Additionally, all the mood boards have been edited by me, so I kindly ask that you do not repost them as your own. Thank you!

[Masterlist]

[OT7]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Sunshine Riptide by jincherie

— pairing: ot7 x reader — genre: hybrid au, fluff, comfort, found family, ac inspired — wc: 13.8k+ — summary: Moving to this island whose inhabitants are mostly hybrids was a bit of an impulse decision, something you did with empty pockets barely a cent to your name. Thanks to the kindness of the island’s ‘mayor’ you have a place to stay, the last spare room in a sharehouse with seven hybrids, and for three months he will pay your rent in exchange for you to work in his shop until you are back on your feet. It’s a sweet deal, but when you begin to get along better than expected with your housemates and the deadline for your departure looms ever closer, you’re not sure you’re going to be able to make yourself leave when the time comes. 

➺ Until The Last Star Falls by minniepetals

— pairing: underworld lords!bts x shield!reader — genre: fluff, angst / reincarnation!au / poly!au / gods!au — word count: 44.4k — summary: it was a love you knew would never make it out alive without sacrificing a part of your happiness to receive a greater happiness. but for them, you’d go to any extreme to have them again, and for you, they will always remind you each day that you are theirs and that nothing can tear you apart, not even until the last star falls.

{SERIES}

➺ Eunoia by wishesunderthestars [ONGOING]

Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x Director! reader Chapters: 26/31 Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness isn’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void? eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness

➺ Stay Alive by staytinyville [ONGOING]

Pairings: BTS poly!ot7 x Reader Genre: Mystical Creatures AU, Fluff, Romance, Angst, Fantasy Warnings: Smut in future chapters, toxic work environment, abuse Parts: 45/50 Synopsis: When you started working at a pharmaceutical company, you didn’t realize where it was your life was heading. After getting a patient mix up, you meet seven men who would didn’t seem to want any other nurse that wasn’t you. When you start to know them, you notice things that made you question if they were really human. No matter what excuse they would give though, you would always go home with a heavy heart. The day the truth is revealed to you, things take a turn for the worst.

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Eight Years by jungkookstatts

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: MarriedCouple!AU, EstablishedRelationship!AU, a very soft Joon but also extremely powerful and dominant Joon. Wordcount: 2,493 Summary: Namjoon and you have been married for eight years. What makes it so great? Maybe the fact that your husband never stopped loving you with just as much passion as the first day he fell in love.

➺ Trivia Love by luxekook

⇥ pairing: kim namjoon x reader ⇥ genre: non-idol au with fluff and smut ⇥ word count: 5.4k ⇥ summary: in which the reader and namjoon become ridiculously attracted to each other over weekly late night trivia sessions

➺ The Bodyguard by rmnamjoons

➳ pairing: bodyguard!Namjoon x reader ➳ genre: bodyguard au, romance, smut, fake dating/fake marriage, road trip (kinda), very slight angst ➳ word count: 62.9k ➳ summary: You’re the daughter of the ambassador to a small, peaceful, barely-on-the-map country in Western Europe, working as a diplomat to help your mother with her endless meetings and politics. After a kidnapping attempt gone wrong, you and your protective bodyguard Namjoon are on the run across Europe, jumping from trains, stealing cars, and pretending to be a couple on your honeymoon to stay hidden. As the would-be kidnappers close in, Namjoon promises you that he’s going to keep you safe, no matter the cost.

➺ Six Annoying Cupids by redrose10

⇥ pairing: kim namjoon x reader ⇥ genre: non-idol au with fluff ⇥ prompt: "Dont look at them, look at me"

➺ y/n seems to have everyone wrapped around her finger and to be quite frank, namjoon's unimpressed by jungshookz

➺ pairing; professor!namjoon x y/n  ➺ genre; mostly sfw with a little something something at the end!! namjoon is a philosophy professor who suddenly has to share his precious lecture hall newbie professor y/n!! we all know i am a big fan of enemies to lovers/opposites attract and i love it even more when both of them are total nerds!! y/n’s approach to philosophy is so ridiculous and namjoon can’t stand her!! namjoon is so stuffy and y/n can’t stand him!! god damnit just kiss already!!  ➺ wordcount; 7.2k ➺ summary; you’re the newest professor joining the university, and all of a sudden, it feels like namjoon actually has someone to compete with for the first time.  ➺ what to expect; “Also, please stick to black, blue, and red ink for future note-taking and grading purposes. Pastel purple is not an appropriate colour for a higher education atmosphere. Thank you.”

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Final Sleigh by floralseokjin 

pairing; kim seokjin x reader  genre; workplace/office au, enemies/rivals to lovers, starts off as a holiday au but drabbles further develop the story, rom-com words; 23,363  summary; You took an (almost) immediate dislike to Seokjin during his first week at the office and six months later that distaste is not only still going strong, but also mutual. Working in sales, you view one another as competition, so what happens when you’re forced to organise the Christmas office party together? It’s a recipe for disaster, but one thing’s for sure, it doesn’t end the way you imagined it... (Spoiler alert: you don’t wind up murdering him.)  

➺ Fall in Hatred by jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Husband! Jin x Wife! Reader ➜ Words: 20k ➜ Genres: Fluff, Crack, Some Angst, Marriage!AU, Divorce!AU (kind of) ➜ Summary: You and Jin are over. When you’d rather stay with the spider that’s set up shop in the bathroom (and who’s become your new pet) than with your ‘husband’ in the living room, you know things aren’t good. But when your entire, overbearing family gathers at the summer house and you’re forced to drag him along, escaping from him isn’t so easy anymore. And maybe...just maybe...you’ll have a change of heart.

➺ Sit. Stay. by daechwitatamic

Pairing: Jin x Reader Genre: fluff, s2l, neighbors!au, baby angst for a quick minute?, smut Wc: 14k Summary: Your new puppy, Zinnia, has turned your world on its head. She’s ruined everything from your sleep schedule to your favorite shoes, and you know it’s your own failure to train her properly. When your cute upstairs neighbor tells you about a local obedience academy, he slowly starts to make himself a place in your schedule, your life, and your heart. After your last relationship went up in flames, will his affections be something else you can count as a failure?

➺ Knocked by sailoryooons

☾ Pairing: Streamer!Seokjin x f. reader ☾ Word Count: 10,673 ☾ Genre: Roommates to lovers, smut, humor ☾ Summary: Living with people is difficult, but all things considered, your new roommate isn’t terrible. He cooks, he cleans, and if you had to be honest - incredibly attractive. But his habit of streaming until the early hours of the morning while yelling and making other questionable noises has pushed you to the limit. You’ve finally decided to risk your sanity and put it all on the line with a reckless bet in hopes of getting some peace and quiet at night.

➺ Candyland by honeymoonjin

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: jin x reader ft. elf!jk ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: thriller, angst, fantasy ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: est. 13k   sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: you and your husband jin try to enjoy a nice holiday in the North Pole, but there’s something not quite right with the elves.

➺ Warm this winter by jamaisjoons

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader ft. ex-boyfriend jungkook ❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst ∝ fluff ∝ smut ∝ vacation au ∝ christmas au. ❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 51.6k ❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 spending the winter vacation with an ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend was not something anyone would ever consider doing. spending the winter vacation with both an ex-boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and the one night stand you’d used to try to get over him, well that was a whole other situation that anyone sane would have fled from. and yet, here you are. caught between your best friend (and consequently your ex-boyfriend), and the very same man who you’d fallen into bed with after a night of wallowing in self pity. all while stuck in the picturesquely beautiful - and cruelly romantic - austrian alps. well. at least you can say you had an interesting christmas. 〞

➺ Buy me Presents by muniimyg

pairing: ksj x reader(f)  genre: est. relationship, smut summary: in which you and your boyfriend, jin, do a gift exchange... you get him a new game console and he gifts you his credit card

➺ Heart on the Window by melancholy-of-nadia

pairing: ksj x reader(f)  genre: m (18+) ; smut ; roommates au / streamer/cam boy au / office worker au, childhood rivals to awkward roommates to lovers? au parts: 4/6 summary: You lost your job, got cheated on by your boyfriend, and had to give up your home—all in the span of a few weeks. Life hasn’t been kind lately, and just when it feels like you’ve hit rock bottom, your mom suggests an unexpected solution: move in with Seokjin, her friend’s son, who you vaguely remember as your annoying childhood rival. You haven’t talked to him in like 15 YEARS. But begrudgingly, you agree, hoping for this to be a temporary fix, only to find yourself in a more complicated situation when you discover Seokjin has some dirty little secrets. As you attempt to rebuild your life under his roof, tensions rise, boundaries blur, and you’re forced to confront not only your messy circumstances but also your growing fascination with the man you thought you once knew.

{SERIES}

➺ Amalthea by daechwitatamic

Pairing: Jin x Reader Genre: best friend's older brother!au, angst smut fluff trifecta Parts: 4/4 Summary: You can count on two things in life. One: that your lifelong best friend Minji will always be there for you, in your corner, your brightest star. Two: that you'll never be free from her older brother Seokjin's orbit - the gravitational pull is just too strong.

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Want A Taste? by suga-kookiemonster

pairing⇢ yoongi/reader word count⇢ 18.3k genre⇢ smut | humor | friends to lovers | shopping mall!au summary⇢ pretzel pro. most skillful tongue in the food court world. allegedly. that’s what yoongi keeps telling you, anyway. of course, you’re reasonably skeptical of his claims—but if there’s one thing that motivates the notoriously-lethargic man, it’s proving skeptics wrong. 

➺ Alive Aha Fxck by softyoongiionly

Pairing: Vampire! Yoongi x Human! Reader Genre: neighbor au, soulmate au, vampire au, supernatural, fluff, HUMOR, angst, smut Word Count: 42,653 Summary: An abandoned apartment in your building caught your attention the day you moved in. With a mind full of conspiracy theories, you’ve spent many hours contemplating what might be behind the door of Room 17. Your neighbor, Yoongi, doesn’t seem as eager as you are to solve the mystery but he agrees to help you break in anyway to get you to finally shut up about it. Also, he may or may not think you’re kinda cute. However, the two  of you get more than you bargain for when you discover something dangerous is living right next door; Little do you know that this something has quite a lot in common with your snarky neighbor… or… “Actually this is kind of cool, I’ve always wanted to star in a Twilight fanfic…” “I can’t believe you genuinely just compared this situation to Twilight.” “Yoongi- I hate to break it to you but, this literally happened in Twilight.”

➺ Calling...Producer Min Yoongi by bangtan-dreamland

Pairing: myg x reader Genre: fluff, strangers-to-lovers!au, mutual pining Word Count: 4569 Synopsis: Not only has Yoongi erased all traces of loneliness in your nights, even your days are now filled with warmth and love. Your phone is filled with music- yours, his, and your call log of his number only.

➺ Tricks of The Trade by stutterfly

Pairings: Yoongi x Reader Word Count: 24.1K Genre: Fluff, humor, smut, oneshot Prompt: “The FBI doesn’t care about your porn preferences.” {Body Swap AU, Soulmates AU} Summary: The convenience store across the street from your apartment carries your favorite energy drink. That's why you frequent it. It's definitely not because you have a big fat crush on the owner you've been flirting with for the better part of a year. Of course your brand of flirting can also be misconstrued as bickering. When a strange man wanders into the store, he thinks you need a little nudge to embrace the strings connecting you. Next thing you know you're waking up in a body that definitely doesn't belong to you. You can't decide if it's the best or worst thing that's ever happened to you.

➺ A Man's World by trivia-yandere

pairing: Yoongi x Reader word count: 10,172 summary: you've been living in a man's world so long that you forgotten what it was like to just be a woman living in it.

➺ Cream & Suga by snackhobi

pairing: yoongi x barista f!reader word count: 14.8k genre: coffeeshop!au, fluff, dash of smut (NSFW) summary: yoongi is your favourite regular. he’s patient, polite, and predictable, a-large-black-coffee-to-go-please, no cream, no sugar, thank you. rinse and repeat. the seasons might change, but yoongi’s order stays the same. and then one fateful day in winter, yoongi asks about the weekly specials, orders a cup of christmas and sugary sweetness, and everything starts changing.

➺ Kiss Me More by mosaic-opine

Pairing: CEO!Min Yoongi x Fem!Reader Genre: Arranged Marriage AU, fluff, smut, angst Word count: 7,285 Summary: You were 7 when you were arranged to marry the younger son of the Mins. However, when the said son returns home from overseas with a pregnant girlfriend, his older brother steps in and takes his place at the altar. There was only one problem, everyone was scared of him. Including you.  That is, until he walks in unannounced when you're playing with your toy. 

➺ Lily Luck by gguksgalaxy

›› Pairing: MYG x Reader, MxM pairings ›› Genre: Angst / Fluff / Soulmates Au ›› Word Count: 10.7k ›› Summary: “You get five chances to meet your soulmate. Five opportunities to look them in the eyes and be overwhelmed with the feeling of love. To find a little red line around your pinky finger. Yet, the feeling dwindles with each missed opportunity. Each missed opportunity comes with a scar where that red line should be. It’s a game of fate and luck, and the latter doesn’t seem to be on your side.”

➺ Strike a Chord by snackhobi

pairing: yoongi x reader word count: 15.8k genre: smut,fluff summary: your idea of a good night certainly doesn't involve being stood up by yet another blind date and finding yourself alone in a fancy bar; fortunately for you, there's an attractive man playing the piano to keep you busy, instead.

{SERIES}

➺ Who Rescued Who? by redrose10

Pairing: Cat Cafe Owner Min Yoongi x female Reader Genre: mentions of depression, suicide, anxiety, lots of angst Parts: 2/2 Summary: With only a few dollars left to your name you weren’t sure how you were going to survive. Thankfully, Suga’s Cat Cafe came to the rescue offering you a job when you needed it most. Not only did it pay decently it also came with perks like unlimited free coffee and a cute, but grumpy cafe owner named Yoongi. At first you believed it was him that saved you at your worst, but as time went on you started to wonder…who rescued who?

➺ Love and Lullabies by ktownshizzle

Pairing: Min Yoongi x female Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut, idol!au, Acquaintances to Lovers, Reader is Namjoon’s bestie Parts: 5/5 Summary: What begins as a simple favor for your best friend Namjoon soon pulls you into the rhythms of Yoongi’s life—afternoons spent caring for his son, late nights filled with candid conversations, and a connection neither of you thought you needed. You’re just fresh out of a long-term relationship with an ex who didn’t want a family with you, so did you really just stumble into a life you’ve always dreamed of? (Thank god Namjoon isn’t the only one who’s clumsy.) Alternatively, It’s 2025 and BTS is prepping for their comeback. All members seem to have gained muscle weight from their time at camp. But Min Yoongi has gained a different kind of weight—an 8-pound baby and a fuck-load of responsibility. (Thank god you’re there to help him.)

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Moon Magic by Jincherie

✩ — pairing: hoseok x reader ✩ — genre: mermaid au, pirate au, magic au, fluff ✩ — words: 33.8k+ ✩ — summary: You've never paid much mind to the moon, but you quickly learn that even though you've never really thought of the her, she has always watched over you. What better to heal an grieving heart, than the luminous, rippling magic of the moon? And maybe a merman, or two. You know, for good measure.

{SERIES}

➺ Off-Labels by Jungkoode

→ PAIRING: Med Student!Hoseok x F!Reader → GENRE: Brother’s Best Friend AU ✿ medical school au ✿ brother’s best friend trope ✿ gentle!dom hoseok acting innocent ✿ plausible deniability king hoseok ✿ competency kink → PARTS: 11/11 → SUMMARY: You’ve spent four years convincing yourself that your brother’s best friend is just being nice when he remembers your coffee order, quizzes you on neuroanatomy, or lets his touch linger a second too long. Because there’s no way that the golden boy of Seoul National’s medical program might actually be flirting with you. Especially when he keeps saying things that could be perfectly innocent… if only he didn’t say them in that voice.

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Nefarious [M] by yoonia

⟶ Pairings | Jimin x female reader (with POV changes) ⟶ Genre | Sex Club!au, Gentlemen Club!au, Club host/escort! Jimin, Smut ⟶ Word count | 39,246 words ⟶ Summary | Welcome to Club La Rouge, where your sexual fantasies come to life.  Accepting his offer might cause inconveniences for both of you, but do you really have it in you to say no?

➺ In Flagrante Delicto by hissunshiine

⟢ pairing: lawyer!jimin x lawyer!reader ⟢ genre(s): nsfw. 18+. angst, smut, fluff.  ⟢ au(s): law firm au. coworkers to lovers. ⟢ word count: 12,485 ⟢ summary: In flagrante delicto (adverb)  fla·​gran·​te de·​lic·​to | \ flə-ˌgrän-tē-di-ˈlik-(ˌ)tō — Latin for “in blazing offense.” Used in the courtroom to refer to someone who is caught while committing a crime, it’s commonly used as a euphemism for walking in on people having sex. Working for Kim Law LLC, you didn’t think your first big case would come with both definitions of flagrante delicto. Excited as you are for this chance, the catch is that you’re paired with Park Jimin, office hottie, flirt, and fuckboy. When the case takes a dangerous turn, will you be able to count on your partner in good faith? Or will things end in a hung jury?

➺ Caught Redhanded by withjaejae

Parings: jimin x reader Genre: pwp, roommates to lovers, oneshot Summary: In which your hot af crush/roommate catches you with your hand in the cookie jar.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONESHOT}

➺ As Thunder Rolls by jungkookstatts

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader Genre: Rich Reader, Law Student Reader, Construction Worker TH, Poor TH, Rich Girl Poor Boy AU Wordcount: 8,296 Summary: You know Taehyung is the one. You knew it since the first day you saw him, when thunder rolled through the sky. But your lives don't collide. They might be too different to choose both.

➺ The Dark Room by yoonia

⟶ Pairings | Taehyung x female reader (with POV changes) ⟶ Genre | Sex Club!au, Gentlemen Club!au, Smut ⟶ Word count | 19.1k words ⟶ Summary | Welcome to Club La Rouge, where your sexual fantasies come to life. Indulge in your deepest and darkest desire with all the wonderful treats that we could offer.

➺ Unveiled by borathae

Pairing: Prince!Taehyung x Princess!Reader Genre: Royalty!AU, Arranged Marriage!AU, Wedding Night!AU, Smut, Romance, Fluff, soft Angst Wordcount: 12.4k Summary: “In a world where women ruled the countries and princes were married off to powerful princesses, there lived a beautiful prince. Taehyung, son of the Queen of the Snow Isles and with a heart too curious for his own good. As tradition demands, come his second decade on this earth he had to leave his home and marry a princess of a far away country.  Now waiting on his marriage bed, wearing nothing but a golden veil and a silken dress, he can’t help but feel nervous. Will his first night with his wife be as horrible as his fellow princes told him it would be?”

➺ Sweetened Kiss by borathae

Pairing: Good Boy!Tae + Soft Dom!Reader Genre: married life!AU, Royalty!AU, Fantasy!AU, Smut Wordcount: 4.4k [ Unveiled Drabble ] Synopsis: Princess introduces Prince Tae to chocolate for the first time.

{SERIES}

➺ Complete Faith by daechwitatamic

Pairings: Taehyung x female reader Genre: coworkers to friends to lovers to idiots to lovers again, angst Wordcount: 50k Summary: It’s Taehyung himself who admits that it’s usually around the one-month mark that he starts to lose interest in his relationships. So even though you’re so drawn to him you can barely stand it, even though he’s attentive and funny, even though you’re helplessly crazy about him… when you start dating, you feel like you’ve got an expiration date from day one. But will it be Taehyung’s issues that get in the way, or your own?

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ University Superstar by jungkookstatts

Pairing: LacrossePlayer! JK x TeacherIntern! Y/N Genre: Jock!Jk, Friends(?)ToLovers!AU, EnimeisToLovers!AU Wordcount: 10,291 + sequel and drabbles Summary: Jeon Jungkook is your University’s biggest rock-star-athlete-hot guy. It literally prides itself on his attendance at the school — walking around with his “big name” (captain of the lacrosse team), tattoos, and rude, jock-like personality. You hate him. You hate that he can’t apologize for being a complete asshole. But what you don’t hate is how he visits your office every day. You also don’t hate that your feelings for him are crawling back into your system…

➺ When She Loved Me by jungkookstatts

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: Terminally Ill Reader, Non Idol AU, CEO Jungkook AU, Engaged AU, Married AU Wordcount: 11,265 Summary: How does one live when life is bound to end? 

➺ Habits of Clandestine Nature by alphabetboyluvr

pairing: collegejk x female oc genre: college!jk, rich!jk, he's a college nepo baby!!!, waitress!oc, enemies to lovers, angst, smut wordcount: 16k synopsis: "Despite your teasing, you never really thought Jungkook was much of a player. But his friends are back now, and you've been relegated to the sidelines. Doesn't matter if he spent weeks—months—playing in no field but yours. Greener pastures have presumably sprouted. Your turf is wrecked from his carelessness, and he's left you to heal yourself while he goes and wrecks another."

➺ The Boy is Mine by dreamersparacosm

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: this is porn. that’s all there is to it. reader is PINING, reader’s bff is a cunt, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f recieving), dirty talk, spit play kinda, jk worshipping you, someone walks in on yall.. Prompt ; in which your best friend needs to be taught a lesson on who your crush belongs to.

{SERIES}

➺ Strings Attached by Jungkoode

→ PAIRING: Spider-Man!Jungkook x F!Reader → GENRE: spiderman au ✿ college setting ✿ sexual tension ✿ virgin!jungkook ✿ 12k of pure self-indulgence → PARTS: 2/2 → SUMMARY : You were a journalist at Yonsei University when you started noticing the strange coincidences between your favorite bumbling freshman and Seoul's newest superhero. The way Spider-Man's voice cracks on 'noona' exactly like Jungkook's does. The way they both bring you the same snacks, have the same nervous energy, the same tendency to ramble when flustered. You tell yourself it's just a coincidence, because the alternative means admitting something you're absolutely not ready to deal with.

➺ Neighbor Blunder by awrkive [ONGOING]

Pairing: software engineer! jk x accountant! oc Genre: fluff, smut, angst, neighbors!au, coworkers!au, cto!jk, chaebol!jk vibes, strangers to...? Parts: 4/? Summary: in hindsight, you should have seen it coming. had always known your luck – or lack of it, thereof – and the universe's meticulous plan of your downfall made it easy for you to get tangled up in a series of unfortunate events, which presents itself as the neighbor that lives across from you, jeon jungkook.

➺ Sutures and Scars by someonegoood

Pairing: surgeon!jungkook x surgeon!reader Genre: medical!au, surgeon!jungkook x surgeon!reader, slow burn, teasing, mutual pining, enemies to lovers, fighting turned bonding, past and present love, fluff & angst :) Parts: 4/4 Summary: in which a viral video of you standing up to your superior forces you to transfer to one of the most prestigious hospitals—only to find yourself working alongside Jungkook, the cold and brilliant trauma surgeon you once knew all too well. You're forced to navigate life-or-death situations together, blurring the lines between past resentment and something far more dangerous.

➺ The Corporate Equation by someonegoood

Pairing: ceo! jk x head of HR! reader Genre: corporate!au, grumpy x sunshine, slow burn, accidental vulnerability, mutual pining, emotionally unavailable jk, bickering turned bonding :) Parts: 6/6 Summary: in which you’ve always been the bright, optimistic Head of HR trying to make the workplace a better place, and Jungkook, the grumpy new CEO, makes it painfully clear he has no time for your idealistic notions—until a company crisis forces you both to confront the undeniable tension between you.

➺ MILF by smoljimjim

>Pairing: collegefuckboyJK x milfOC named Siri >Genre: heavy angst, fluff, smut, happy ending >Parts: 33/33 >Description: Find a MILF, sleep with her and be done with it. It was meant to be a simple frat boy challenge. One of many challenges. But what Jungkook didn’t expect was falling for this particular target.

[lani-heart]

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genre(s) -> angst, fluff, non-idol, hybrid au, poly au paring(s) -> ( eventually ) ATEEZ x reader warning(s) -> mention of harm words -> 1.3k

abstract -> healing takes time...

y/n’s perspective

“His memories are still all over the place, it could be a trauma response that his brain has blocked him out from,” Doyoung said and I knew at this point this was true. 

“We’ll have checkups every few months but amnesia isn’t always a happy ending,” he said and I nodded as I was led out to the waiting room.

“You really tied your own hands up when you adopted troublesome hybrids' ' I heard and I turned around to see Chenle. I smiled… “I don’t regret getting them, I love them a lot. They also make me happy. '' I said and he chuckled. “I guess that's all that matters' ' he said and I nodded. 

“I remember how upset you were… with the whole break up,” he said and I sighed. 

“Doesn’t matter anymore… it's almost been a year anyway” I said and he chuckled. “You’ve been busy even after starting a book after so long. I heard he got a hybrid, too though? Something about his family taking in the mother of his family’s hybrid?” he said. He didn’t even like hybrids…

“Here she is” I heard and I saw Jaemin with San. “Take care of yourself,” Chenle said and I nodded as I took San. “How was it?” I asked and he looped his arm with mine as we walked down the street. 

“Find… all the memories I don't remember… is it better if I stop wanting to remember them?” he asked while looking down. 

“Why don’t we find somewhere to eat huh?”

san’s perspective

She took me to a cafe I think I heard Wooyoung talk about. It seemed familiar. She ordered us some food and he stared at me for a while before she decided to speak. 

“You know… you always wanted to come here?” she asked and I was shocked. “Really? Why… did I never come?” I asked and she gave me that sad smile she’s been giving me recently. “Look at the door,” she said and I did… What was so special? 

“It has a bell,” she said and I looked at her confused. “You used to not be able to stand the sound of bells… it caused a negative trigger” she explained. “I know you said I was in a hybrid ring where they made hybrids kill each other… Was I a bad guy?” I asked worriedly and she smiled. 

“No… you’re the sweetest hybrid I could ask for '' she said and I was relieved that she said so but something that didn’t stop haunting me suddenly resurfaced. “Then why did I hurt you?” I asked and she sighed.

“Because you hate humans and what they did to you. You thought I'd be the same” she explained, but I shook my head. “I feel comfortable with you though… I love being around you, why would I ever…” I trailed off feeling my vision start to blur. 

“Here’s your food” I heard as the waiter put our food in front of us. An iced tea and chocolate pancakes… “You really liked chocolate I found out… but if you don’t like it I'll–” “Thank you… you seem to know so much about me” I said and she smiled. 

“I like to think I do,” she said with a soft smile and I nodded. “I’m just sad… I don’t remember much about you. I just know how I feel” I confessed and she nodded. “Well, who says you can’t ask me again?” she asked and I couldn’t help but smile. 

“You’re so patient… thank you,” I said and she nodded. “Always”

I know all of the hybrids back home hate humans. Wooyoung was abandoned and called annoying or anything similar all his life besides when with her. He’s known her the longest and we’ve been friends since we met. Yeosang absolutely hates the higher class… but is insanely involved with her. I know the tigers were abused all their lives to perform dangerous stunts. 

Not all humans were the same… she was really kind. I know I could trust her with anything and have never felt unsafe since returning with her. 

I also know I made her my mate… I was her first hybrid. I belonged by her side. 

As we made it to the apartment I decided to ask… 

“So should I just stop trying to remember everything?” I asked and she sighed. “One time you told me… you wish to forget everything that used to make you sad or angry. So… it’s your choice and whatever choice you choose I'll still be here” she said and I nodded. 

“y/nie! Sannie!” I heard Wooyoung as he talked to me in a hug. “Everything is okay Wooyoung. I brought some food” she said. She mentioned that if she was getting food for me she’d have to get it for everyone… She truly cared for everyone. 

I know I hurt her… but that didn’t make her scared of me. I’ve seen how her friends look at me and the orange tigers… but she always seems to reassure me. 

While Wooyoung called for everyone, I decided to pull aside the tiger… “Can we talk?” I asked and his eyes shook but nodded. He avoided me more than everyone else. Even the white tiger made an effort to befriend me.

“Are you alright?” he asked and I nodded. “I don’t remember much but I feel annoyed by you…” I said and he nodded, not surprised. “Can… we get along?” I asked and his eyes widened with his tail suddenly twitching, catching him by surprise.

“Why all of a sudden?” he asked and I sighed. “She… she seemed to forgive me for hurting her and I know she also forgave you. I wanted to try following her example” I said and he sighed. “You don’t have to forgive me. What I did–” “Was just as bad as me apparently… I don’t remember much but I do remember hurting her. We both were wrong about her huh?” I asked and he nodded. 

“I will never forgive myself for what I did,” he said and I chuckled. “Neither will I,” I confessed. 

“Can you make me a promise?” I asked and he nodded eagerly. “I know you try your best to protect so please… When I'm not by her side and I'm often not, I don't like leaving the apartment. Please continue to protect her” I asked and he smiled.

“You didn’t have to ask that,” he said and I smiled. “Thank you, hyung!”

y/n’s perspective 

The panther was more cuddly than usual. He was already asleep, hugging me in his sleep when I heard a knock. 

“Come in,” I said and I saw Hongjoong. “Need anything?” I asked and he laughed. “I don’t think you can offer anything while trapped by San,” he said and I noticed slowly he started calling everyone by their name. Not panther… nor doberman… nor fox. San, Yeosang, and Wooyoung he’s been calling them.

“He seems to be getting better,” Hongjoong said and I nodded. “I’m glad he is… he’s more energetic too,” I said and he chuckled.

“He forgave me,” he said and I felt my eyes widen and even a smile grow on my face. “I know… he’s okay,” he said, letting out a small laugh. “You and Seonghwa are getting along with everyone… I’m glad” I said and he nodded. 

“Thank you… truly for adopting s even though I’m trouble” he said and I offered a smile. “I’m glad… I enjoy the chaos” I said and he smiled. His tail swished back and forth happily. 

“I did have a request though,” he said. “Anything,” I said and he chuckled. 

“Well… now that Wooyoung is in the process of moving into San’s room… could I possibly get my own room?”

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[respectthepetty]

Blue Boy Faifa is the gift that keeps giving in episode fourteen of Perfect 10 Liners because I don't think he is even aware of how flirtatious he comes across ("I'm trying to get you to tell me your name"), yet he leaves the door unlocked for his brother to comfort his future brother-in-law even though he is pissed at Yotha. Once he realizes he wants Wine's attention, he is going to make the best boyfriend!

But Faifa and Wine might need Tawan's help to get there first.

Because he is the love guru whose spidey sense tells him when the color-coded gays are in love.

Tawan got these two opposites together!

And now red is publicly written over Yellow Yal Arm's heart for his Red Rascal Arc.

So now that Black Brooder Yotha is lighter because of Green Guy Gun, this could be them too!

Yotha already put a ring set square bracelet that is reserved for partners on it.

So Gun has permanent real estate on Cloud 9 much to the dismay of his barking Blue Boy besties when Kong seems to have a poly agenda, but Faifa's "Gentleness Shows Strength" shirt is really speaking to who he is as a character.

Because Faifa is still leaving that door open, so his brother and brother-in-law can continue whatever intricate queer ritual Yotha is committed to rather than just realizing he is IN LOVE!

Doesn't mean he isn't judging them when the morning comes.

It must be a Blue Boy thing because Kong is also judging Faifa for being "too friendly" with everyone and their mom, which is only building up more evidence to be *the* problem in the final story of Faifa x WIne.

But as long as these two color-coded boys in love can keep playing the daisy "he loves me… he loves me not" game who cares about some judgy friends.

Because Arm certainly doesn't care that his besties Green Guy Po and Blue Boy Sand are always judging him for being needy and clingy.

But Yotha also has to deal with his brothers and Neutral Newton is anything but neutral.

He is quick to throw Yotha under the bus about his love life, but I'm hoping this dad joins the elite squad of parents with THREE gay sons since Green Guy Po is out there looking for a boo while Newton is sitting there minding other people's business. Make it happen. Amen.

But now I have to see the exact moment Warit ripped Yotha's heart out and stomped on it. I get the reason, but I also get why Yotha is still so hurt by it. Yotha can't trust himself or what it is feeling because what he thought was love was a lie.

Also, Warit has a type, and it's damaged Black Brooder. Look at the pink light hit as they kiss instead of actually discuss their issues!

They are lucky they are beautiful because they are toxic af.

But I'm distracted by Gun, the light of Yotha's life, making a mistake of planning a weekend visit to his family with Yotha without actually speaking to Yotha first. Babe, your man has trust issues. You cannot spring this on him and expect a good response!

Not even Faifa being the one light thing in Yotha's dark room can coax this Black Brooder into trusting his heart again.

Now the usually happy and chill Green Guy Gun has to convince his color-coded buddies that he isn't in pain because Yotha is being distant at the mere suggestion that he wants something more real, yet nobody is convinced. Not at all. Not even a little.

Yotha is soooo light around Gun, but he is so scared to mess this up that he just keeps hurting Gun, and Gun just keeps smiling through it. They are practically wearing the same color, and I'm in a glass cage of emotions.

And Faifa can't really help either one of them through this because he sacrifices so much of himself for others that he ends up the only one suffering each time. Wine, as another Blue Boy, please be gentle with your future Blue Boyfriend. He will literally die if you don't help him.

Because he and his brothers are so traumatized that Yotha thought it was okay to tell Gun that he should leave him if he found someone to love him better, so now he is sitting outside a bathroom in a light shirt but a dark hallway,

While the light of his life is crying inside of it!

AND NOW THE DOOR IS LOCKED AT NIGHT!

BECAUSE GUN HAS LOCKED HIS HEART AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS! NOOOO!

And now Yotha is taking out the tie that has his birthday on it after imagining Gun back in his room. I'm on the floor. I'm crying into the tie. I'm using it like a Puffs Plus with Lotion, and I'm unwell about it!

No. Gun! Don't do that! Don't show that it hurts when Yotha touches you. Don't do that to my heart when you are basically wearing black because you love him. DON'T HURT ME LIKE THIS!

YES!!!! KISS! MAKE UP! BE BRAVE! BE HAPPY! BE LIGHT!

BE IN LOVE!

[filmbyjy]

hi hi hi !! I read your jaywon poly relationship drabble and it was so cute!!! I was wondering if you could maybe do a jayke one if you haven't already? (no rush!!)

-🩷

💬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐚𝐲𝐤𝐞?

𓂃🖊 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖?

it all started when you and jay had met when you were younger. it was the typical, two families being friends and hence their kids are friends. you were very well acquainted with jay. he knew practically everything about you and watched you grow up.

you both often stayed over at each other's houses whenever anyone of your parents couldn't take care for the day. in a way, the both of you were kinda like siblings but neither of you thought of each other as siblings.

"he's my best friend!"

"she's my best friend!"

the duo that everyone in school envied. everyone at one point thought you two were dating. at one point in time of course because that's how close you two were. since you two knew each other that long, you knew about jay's passion.

"you should become an idol."

"i'm not sure about that. i mean, i can't dance or sing."

"you can always start somewhere. how about this, you and i? dance classes together?"

which was how it went down. eventually, jay gets street casted. you were extremely happy for him. texting him whenever he could read it and making sure to keep the friendship alive. however, it was hard. he had to enter a huge survival show and he was cut off from being able to really communicate on the phone.

you could only manage to talk to him for about 5 minutes and only if they were able to call their parents. it was sad. you were only able to watch your best friend through a screen. the way his happiness was in a way slowing tearing down due to the stress of missions.

there was also always a positive side to this. you were watching your best friend slowly win against other trainees. beating them in some of the missions and you were proud.

"did you watch the episode?"

"mhm, i saw that you did really well."

"thanks."

"i also saw that jake was also doing extremely well."

there was a slight groan from the other side of the call.

"enough with jake, angel. you're on a call with me and we haven't seen each other in months."

"not my fault jake is good looking."

"am i not good looking."

"jay, i've told you countless of times. you're soooo good looking." he chuckles.

"means a lot to me, angel. i really miss you."

"i miss you too."

you two in fact were not dating by this time. why? simply because the both of you were too afraid to ruin whatever you had. jay had confided jake about everything that happened between the both of you. he even showed photos of you to him. jake thought you were mesmerizing. however, this was a complete break of the bro code. how could he start to have feelings for you when jay already had feelings for you.

which was why jake hid it. he can't let jay know. it would be crazy. jay however, found out quite quickly. jake acted out of his own comfort zone. jay wasn't mad in fact he knew it was crazy but he devised a plan. a plan to let you choose. to have two boyfriends or just one. he was crazy but both jay and jake were crazy for you.

"you two what?" you say as jay blurts it out on the call.

"well, since we're both in the final line up. i think we both deserve a prize. we both like you." jay says.

"you two like me." you say whilst looking between the both of them on facetime.

"mhm. look, you don't have to choose one. you can choose to like us both and we promise to love you a lot." jake says.

"won't it be weird?"

"not at all. me and jake have already talked about it. the possibilities and everything else." jay explains.

"you two are insane but i like insane."

which was exactly how you ended up with two boys

𓂃🖊 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖?

lord. they are the best boyfriends ever

since they are rich. i'd like to assume they'd both bring you to a fancy restaurant once in a while for a special occasion.

jay: he's more of a laid back + stereotypical date vibes. example, like beach dates or picnic dates

jake: definitely more of the spontaneous but not too spontaneous as he is afraid of heights and scary things in general

i do think the both of them would love picnic dates

imagine jay pulling out a wine glass and the sandwich he made while jake brings out some ramen that he made

that's haven

for fancier dates, i'd like to imagine them both in suits and them asking you to wear a nice dress they both bought for you🥲

𓂃🖊 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗?

i solely believe that jay is quite the cuddly one. he's like a baby in a way. he may seem like he's playing it off and being cool and shit

but really, he's a soft baby (i might cry thinking about it)

jake...i used to believe he wouldn't keep his hands off you but i'm starting to believe that he gives off the 'husband who just came home from work'. that vibes

you don't know what that means? well, it essentially just means he is like a husband who respects your space and makes sure you're okay

he leaves the affection to jay because you two have been friends for a very long time hence he believes you're more comfortable with jay

put them together and i'd like to imagine jake just watching jay giving kisses and you just giggling and fighting your way out of his grasp

you'd run to jake and he would your forehead

god, that's so cute

𓂃🖊 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖?

since they shared a room before, you didn't have any problems. just climb into either one of their beds or 'force' them to share the beds together with you.

however, now that they live on different floors you'd have to choose time and time which floor to crash on.

jay likes to spoon you from the back as you sleep. his arms wrapping around your waist as you're asleep

jake likes to hold you close. letting you to hug him while you sleep because he wants to keep you close and protected.

when it comes to sleeping together in one bed, you have to pray the bed is a king size bc how are you going to fit in bed with two grown men.

i feel like if you're also in the same bed as them, it would be like jay spooning you from the back and jake hugging you from the front

most efficient way to honestly sleep together with them

they also don't mind because jay would maybe wake up first and make breakfast while you and jake just sleep in

𓂃🖊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜?

don't get me started, i feel like i could talk about jay and jake's love languages all day long but i wouldn't want to bore you guys

jay is the definition of husband. he cooks, he cleans (for you and not jake bc jake should do it by himself. jk, our jay is a sweetie)

he is the type to just kiss you before he leaves work and then come back home to wrap his arms around your waist in a back hug after coming home (LORD SAVE ME)

i do believe jay is an acts of service man. like that man will do things for you without a word. of course, words of affirmation. he always does that. he has such a sexy brain and i want to kiss him for that

now jake, he is boyfriend coded. no wait, like you know the vibes of childhood best friends to lovers typa thing? yeah that type of affection

please tell me some of you guys play love and deepspace. jake is so caleb coded. good lord, someone please make an au of jake as caleb PLEASE

jake protects and attacks. he will always kiss your forehead. i wanna cry thinking about that.

okay, okay. jake's love languages. definitely physical affection. he has his arm around you any chance he can. i'd say quality time, he loves to see you too. those two are the biggest love language that i feel like jake would probably be.

overall though, i feel like when it comes to the both of them they'd probably also give gifts. like imagine them coming back from a tour spot, they'd probably buy something for you.

then maybe go out with you to some fancy restaurant to eat bc let's face it. you have the two most richest members of enha as your boyfriend.

(jay is definitely a spender whilst jake is probably stopping him from buying you things to spoil you)

"i'm buying this for her. love, put it on now and then show me how hot you look in it." - jay probably

"it's $100, you're spoiling her too much. she already has the same dress in a different colour. she doesn't need one more." - jake

𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗

please sedate me. i want jayke to be both my boyfriends. PLEASE. i give it a 1000/10 FOR BEING BOYFRIENDABLE

a/n: i'm actually appalled by myself. 2 whole years of this ask being in the dungeon💔💔 you're free now my child😭 this was also in a way, just slightly self-indulge bc well you see i like jay and jake.

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[zarnzarn]

You made me obsessed with poly Odysseus Athena and Penelope I can't spend a minute without thinking about those three

Sometimes a relationship really is just a husband, a wife and a 7 ft tall goddess

HAHA IVE SUCCEEDED COME WALLOW HERE IN MY LITTLE CAVE POOL OF MADNESS HELP ME MAKE MORE!!

but fr I'm so glad you and so many people enjoyed!!!!!!!! they're constantly taking up space in my mind also, i just very much enjoy their craziness together!! here's some more ideas I had for my specific au:

-Olympus is Fucking Scared. imagine ur cold, unemotional stepsister suddenly going from :| and :/ to :) and :D because of three random guys. they're happy for her but ares also regularly begs them to consider the fact that Athena has been replaced by a robot

-Penelope is giddy because FINALLY she can let go of all her etiquette and court the hell out of the beautiful giant woman who's been a part of her life for so long. they have a bit of conflict at the start as Penelope goes full throttle on the romance and Athena is,, overwhelmed and uncomfortable because her feelings are really mixed on it.

but eventually they find a middle ground, where pen and athena have hairbraiding sessions together every morning and pen sends her off with flowers in her hair, maybe some jewelery they both compromise on; weave together flirtingly; Athena'll accept the occassional grand romantic gesture even if she's blushing and rolling her eyes the whole time. and yes she very much still seduces Athena into bed and drags her off into dark corners to make out- of which Athena complains often but never says no too. sometimes she doesn't want to participate, but she's always down to watch <3

-odysseus and Athena don't change much in dynamic post reunion; bffs usually found teasing each other or bickering, except this time they kind of see it when Penelope points out that there is a Lot of Tension, since they're also leaning into each other's space with smirks half the time. they can admit it to each other, but if anyone asks directly they actually are deeply mortified by the fact that they like each other, tsundre style <3 one conversation with hera had them both actually gagging lmao. if left alone together their first instinct is to nap on each other, and maybe their second or third would be to fool around. fourth, if there's a place to spar around; they're quite physically violent with each other and can't quite understand everyone else's mild horror at this- they've literally been fighting since they've met.

(pls imagine hera coming to ask questions of flower arrangements and walk into athena blocking a sword to the face and swinging a kick at odysseus' torso, both of them smiling wide as if they're not trying to kill each other. hera was Not Pleased.)

-telemachus is appearing soon so I won't talk abt him or the rest of the family but! they r also walking around like a bunch of ants to come meet Athena when they feel like it

-athena has a few strands of grey hair from after meeting them. she loves it.

-they try to ignore the rest of the pantheon, for obvious reasons. Athena and Zeus don't talk yet, even though the latter is almost daily trying to reach out to her and awkwardly try to discuss the wedding.

-both of them often come to sit on Athena's throne during Olympus gatherings. whisper and crack jokes to her, very relieved to not be the ones ruling. it takes a bit to get used to the sight of Athena smiling with her hair braided and flowered, leaning into her new spouses fondly, but everyone's very happy for her.

[ang3lzi]

Can I request headcanons of how would it be like to date Steb, Vander, Jayce, Viktor, Silco, Ekko, and poly Jayce and Viktor with gn s/o please?

⋆.˚ Arcane men x gn!reader ⋆.˚

Hii, thank you so much for requesting!! I hope you enjoy these 💗

Summary: arcane men dating headcanons

Tags: silco x reader, vander x reader, Jayce x reader, Viktor x reader

Silco

Silco is protective in a very subtle way. He doesnt show it, but he cares a lot. He would burn down the world to make sure you're okay. He would do things like sending Sevika off to follow you around to make sure you're safe.

If you were having a bad bad or stressful day, he'd sit you down on his couch and pour you a drink.

I feel like you'd be in his office a lot with him. Drinking, smoking, cuddling, all in his office.

His office would also smell like whiskey and nicotine but whatever

Silco likes to hold you in his arms when he's stressed.

Vander

Expect big, long bear hugs!! Especially when you're sleeping 😭 He'd cling onto you like life support.

He would accidentally show you off to everyone at last drop.

If Vander knew you were having a hard day, he'd have your favourite drink and meal waiting for you on the counter.

The kids would adore you and see you as a second parent. Especially Vi since she's always the one taking care of everyone else. She needs somone to look for help too.

Vander would sometimes stand behind the counter, watching you play with the kids. It melts his heart seeing how happy you make them. He had always dreamed of settling down one day and having a family.

Ekko

He loves seeing you smile. He would do the stupidest things just to hear you laugh or smile.

He would make little gadgets for you such as handmade bracelets!!

Ekko really knows how to cherish you. He had lost so many loved ones, too many actually.

He does this by holding you extra tight some nights or by remembering every little thing about you.

LOVES to take you out on rooftop dates. Sometimes you talk, sometimes you just lay there together in peace, gazing up at the twinkling stars.

If you get too cold at night he'd build a projecter so you can still see stars with him.

Steb

Steb Would always, and I mean always make sure to check up on you!

"You sleep alright?"

His love language is definitely acts of service. He's the type of guy to lend you his jacket even if he's on the verge of getting hypothermia. Even if you'd refuse multiple times.

"Dont be stupid, it's cold."

He's not very good with words but he trys.

"I'm not good at talkin' but I'm good at stayin'."

Jayce, Viktor + Poly Jayce and Viktor

Jayce

Jayce is definitely the dreamer typer. He makes sure to support your dreams, even if you think they're silly.

"That’s brilliant. You have to go for it."

Jayce loves to rest his head in your lap.

He’s constantly touching you!! He'd hold your hand under the table at long meetings, press kisses all over your face after not seeing you for a couple of hours and press his forehead against yours.

Viktor

The first thing he sees is your mind. Not your looks or body.

To Viktor, intelligence and creativity and curiosity is the most important thing in a person.

He makes sure to prioritise you over work.

He leaves little notes around his desk to remind him to take a break and come see you, he even sets timers to remind himself.

Late at night, viktor's idea of relaxing is telling you his latest theories or what he found out at work today.

Poly Jayce and viktor

You're the center of their little world.

Viktor and Jayce balance eachother out. Viktor loves listening to you and teaching you while Jayce loves holding you and making you laugh!

With this, they make you feel adored from very angle possible!!

[speed-world]

can I get a poly relationship with white pearl cookie,Crimson Coral Cookie, Frilled jellyfish cookie and the gem mermaid family with y/n mercookie tells them that they love them and they start to cry and then they think they said something wrong but they then started to kiss and group hug them

P.s sorry if this is long

(The way I jumped with joy when I saw this ask! I love the gem mermaids so much, I had a blast writing this! Also sorry it took so long to answer-)

The Most Beautiful Gem (Poly! Gem Mermaids & Frilled Jellyfish Cookie x Mercookie! Reader)

White Pearl Cookie was over the moon when you confessed your love to her and her sisters, as well as Frilled Jellyfish Cookie!!

She didn’t see a problem with sharing her love for you…at least not a big problem

She’s a little possessive over you, mainly because of her trust issues with loving others in the past

But then there was you, with your overwhelming kindness and generosity that drew her closer and closer to you without releasing it!

Meanwhile, as you confessed, you broke down in tears. You thought you were way on over your head when you asked to love all the Gem Mermaids, and you didn’t think that you’d be worth their company

White Pearl Cookie will be the first one to scoop you into her loving arms and kiss you oh so sweetly. She’ll caress your hair and body as she tells you how much you mean to her

“Y/N, you have no idea how grateful I am to be with you! You’re worth everything and more to me, and I’m overjoyed to be your lover!! You’re so incredibly beautiful/handsome, and I’d hate to see your shining light be tainted with tears, so please don’t be upset! I’m here for you, and I always will be~!”

Crimson Coral Cookie was initially shocked by your proposal!!

She didn’t think you’d be interested in her so much, let alone herself, her sisters AND Frilled Jellyfish Cookie!

After the initial shock wears off, she couldn’t be anymore happier and excited to be yours!

Before you proposed, you and Crimson Coral rarely met. Although she would make it clear that she wanted you safe and would always check up on you when she was freely available

What got her swooning over you was when during her busiest days, you always made a point to swim over to her chambers and provide her with anything she could need. Be it food or healing from her wounds.

Especially when you simply gave her your comforting presence, she would reciprocate your kindness and let you stay with her for as long as you wanted

Now that you’re here proposing, she nearly shouted “yes” right away…until she saw you crying

Crimson Coral Cookie held your hands and cupped your face to look up at her. She would wipe away your tears as she spoke softly to you

“Y/N, there’s no reason to cry or feel ashamed. I’m so glad that you care so much for me and my sisters, in fact - the way you show kindness and love towards every Cookie around you is always something I love about you! I’m more than happy to be your partner, forever. Just as you loved and cared for me, I’ll now do the same for you~!”

Frilled Jellyfish Cookie cheered excitedly when you finally made your proposal!!

Some time before you gathered all of the Gem Mermaids, you found Frilled Jellyfish Cookie tidying up the palace. Initially, you came to her for help on your appearance as you wanted to look very special for your proposal…but you didn’t tell her that part-

She excitedly helped clean you up and put tons of care into your body and tail as you requested.

When you looked into the mirror though….not much was changed other than your hair being more tidy and your body shining far more than normal. You looked as radiant as the Gem Mermaids themselves thanks to her

Y/N: “I don’t get it…all you really did was clean me up. I’m shining so much, but I figured I’d look incredibly different.”

Frilled Jellyfish Cookie: “Why would I make you look unrecognizable from how perfect you already are, my Lord/Lady? Unless, would you want to change up some more?”

That’s what made you tear up. And she immediately hugged you and caressed you.

When you finally proposed to her and all the other Gem Mermaids at once, you could see stars in her eyes!!

She’s extremely honored to be your lover, even more so that she shares that honor with all the Mercookies she cherishes most!

“My Lord/Lady Y/N!! Please don’t cry, there’s nothing at all to be ashamed of! I’m more than overjoyed that you wanted to be my lover, and to share that love with everyone else is truly amazing of you!! We all love you, don’t forget that!”

Aquamarine Cookie couldn’t contain her wide smile and blushing face when she heard your proposal!!

She fondly recalls your smiles and caring nature in the gardens. Whenever you both were together, it was so calming and lovely to share that time either watering the flowers, discussing about them, or just holding each other close and admiring them.

That’s precisely why she’s not worried when she saw you cry as you confessed your love to Frilled Jellyfish, herself and her sisters.

She’ll hug you so soft yet firm, to let you know without a shadow of doubt that you’re loved by all of them!

“Oh Y/N, you’re too precious!! There’s no need to cry, truly! All of us love you with all our hearts, and we’re more than grateful that you want to be with all of us as lovers”

Gold Citrine Cookie was the first one who hugged you the second you made your proposal-

Honestly, who can blame her? You loved collecting trinkets with her and you always treasure the ones she personally finds for you!

As a matter of fact, your tail and outfit was adorned with shiny treasures that Gold Citrine found herself and gave to you

When she saw you cry after making your proposal, she just peppered your cheeks with kisses and giggled. She was very quick to shut down any fears you had just by being so cheerful and jesting!

“Hehehe, silly Y/N! Don’t cry about this, we all love you far more than you could ever know!! You’re infinitely more beautiful and valuable than any treasure to us because our love for you is unconditional!!”

Mystic Opal Cookie foresaw that there was something heavy on your mind, but she would’ve never imagined it was a massive proposal!!

For a while, she had sensed strong emotions from your mind that you never shared aloud. Whenever you were around her, Frilled Jellyfish Cookie, and any of her sisters, your mind raced and danced with love and fear simultaneously.

Mystic Opal Cookie never addressed these thoughts of yours as she could tell you weren’t ready to reveal anything, but she never left your side and comforted you when you were troubled.

So, when you finally spilled your guts to every Cookie there, it all made sense and she was incredibly happy that you didn’t wait anymore!

But then, you had wept, and now everything truly clicked. You were afraid of rejection, from her and or any of her sisters and Frilled Jellyfish Cookie.

She hugged you so softly and relaxed your head, caressing your face and wiping your tears away.

“Don’t let your mind betray you, Y/N. All of us have loved and cared for you at every moment, and that won’t ever change. I can sense all of us are immensely grateful and happy to be your lovers, so please, be happy with us!!”

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Superman and Flamebird (Male!Reader x Clark Kent x Bucky Barnes)

General HCs for poly Clark Bucky and reader?

Bucky never thought he'd enjoy snow ever again.

But here he is, in the Fortress of Solitude, fully at ease.

"Hey, Kelex? Is the farmboy ready yet? We gotta hurry if we wanna pick up Y/N."

"He is finalizing his present, Bucky."

Bucky nodded. "Of course. He's such a sweetheart, eh?"

"I am not qualified to make that judgement."

"Go ahead and feel free to add "Sweetheart" to the list of designations you can refer to Kal-El as."

"Why do you always have to mess with my fancy Kryptonian robot?"

Bucky bursts into laughter.

In some ways, you have often felt unworthy of two such exceptional partners.

And those two exceptional souls agree that you are the most precious to them.

Bucky is a really great partner to Clark. He is someone who does not underestimate Clark's intelligence, capability, or capacity for compassion, but perhaps more importantly, never overestimates Clark's strength and ability to weather things.

Bucky is protective of the man Clark truly is - not the mild-mannered anxious and nervous reporter nor the confident alien savior, but the kindhearted and dorky and slightly unconfident man he really is.

Clark loves Bucky for his resilience, his good humor, and his protectiveness.

He is supportive of Bucky, and wants to care for him so much. Whatever he wants to be, however he wishes to go, Clark wants to help.

And Clark's support, Bucky's protection - the two of them provide you no less than they do to each other.

They are a communicative duo. Bucky doesn't like to let anyone in, but he is desperate for connection, so he is more than happy to bring you in to discuss things.

Clark's kindness and willingness to be himself allows Bucky to feel safe to talk.

Bucky refuses to let Clark bear burdens alone anymore - if Clark goes out as Superman, Bucky goes out as well, and Clark offers him a piece of his heritage. Dick Grayson took on the name of the old Kryptonian myth of the Nightwing, and he offers Bucky Barnes the mantle of the Flamebird, and Bucky takes it well.

Gadgets build for him allow him to glide across rooftops, to more easily climb and run and keep up with Superman, and he handily is well suited to taking care of the enemies that often give Clark trouble. Those overspecialized to Kryptonians, those of magic and bioengineering and Kryptonite.

With rubber bullets, with specially made weapons, he can dismantle and disarm and neutralize - his skills in assassination turned to the use of protection of something precious.

Together, they keep each other able to return to you.

Bucky and Clark each have their challenges - Clark sometimes suffers from sensory overload, and Bucky has trouble dealing with crowds when not on a mission.

But with each other and you, with support and family found with you all, they can endure and move on. You can all visit the Kents and find family. You can all talk solutions and problems, safely together, not fearing that you will be rejected or have your vulnerability used against you.

"I got the rings. What's so important you delayed so long?" Bucky chuckles, showing Clark the three black bands he had had made. Black as night, durable and smooth, with a small glossy ring in the center that shone with fragments of precious stone. In the right light, the three black bands shine as though an entire nebula of color is contained within them.

Clark holds out a crystal, and shining from it is his own face, as he calmly recites something, as all the other crystals with his biological mother and father do, of history and heritage and lineage.

Clark stands not in Kryptonian robes but in simple flannel and jeans. "Kal-El, Last Son of Krypton, who was also Clark Jerome Kent of Earth, married James Buchanan Barnes and Y/N, his truest loves, and kept them near his heart for all his days. And Krypton lived in within them all, for the truest legacy of Krypton is love."

Bucky smiles softly. "I think he'll love that. Gee, you sure know how to tug a man's heartstrings, farmboy."

Clark kisses him. "Will you come with me to propose to our sweetheart?"

"Nothing would please me more."

[heich0e]

do reader and sunaosa’s families know about their relationship? i ask bc my cousin came out as poly earlier this year and i had to call my 70 year old father before a birthday party and explain to him what polyamorous meant. fun conversation

mama miya knows, and she's accepting of it. samu didn't really hide it from her, but he did take some time to think about how he wanted to tell her. more than anything, what weighed on his mind was that after he told tsumu—and that happened pretty much immediately—he was effectively asking his brother to keep something from their ma, and that just didn't sit right with him.

but even though he took time to tell her, and was concerned about finding all the right words, it all came out rather plainly in the end. in the middle of an otherwise unremarkable conversation over a meal in the house she raised him in, osamu opened with the whole 'hey ma, just so you know i like girls and also i like boys', rounded it out with 'also i'm dating the slouchy kid you've been seein' me hang around with since i was a teenager', and finally brought it home with 'and i'm still crazy about the girl ya like so much, but just so you know she and rin are datin' each other too.'

it took a bit of processing on mama miya's part, and no one can blame her for that, but at no point was she unkind about it. she asked some questions, found no fault in her son's answers, and ultimately came to the conclusion pretty quickly that even if she doesn't totally understand something that doesn't make it wrong. she didn't love her son all these years just to give up on him for choosing the thing that makes him happy.

(years down the road, the twins joke that she threw a bigger fit about them dyeing their hair in their teens than she did about osamu coming out. she laughs with them.)

suna and his parents aren't very close.

his mom and dad divorced when he was in middle school, but they never really liked each other much to begin with, so it wasn't like it came as a shock. after the split, he went to live with his dad in an apartment a few towns over, while his sister went to live with their mom at their grandparents' house. suna doesn't talk much about this point in his life, and doesn't really remember it in any great detail, but he doesn't feel resentful or particularly weighed down by this part of his past.

rintarou moved into the inarizaki dorms in his mid-teens, got his first apartment after graduating while he did his brief stint as a uni student, and has pretty much been on his own since. as an adult, his relationship with his dad is pretty distant—even as a kid they weren't particularly close, since his father was never really a man of many words to begin with. he doesn't talk to his mom much at all, either—maybe a phone call if something notable comes up in the extended family, a card sent in the mail on a birthday, that kind of stuff. nothing terrible or horrible ever happened with either of them, and he has no hard feelings about it, his family just was never really much of a family to begin with.

the only one he ends up telling about you and samu is his little sister. she's the only member of his family he has much of a relationship with, having stayed in touch with her over the years, and properly reconnecting as they both got older and gained proper independence. she puts most of the pieces together herself over time—she sees pictures of you and samu both on his social media, and the ones up in his nagano apartment, she hears him talking to you on the phone every so often and notices how soft his voice is when he speaks to either of you—and then when she finally asks he doesn't deny it. she's accepting of it right away, and isn't all that fazed by it to be honest. she's known samu for ages, since he and rin have been friends all these years, and he's always treated her like a little sister anyway, so she takes no issue with it being "official" now. she likes you a lot, too (having met you a few times prior to your relationship being revealed, where you were introduced as osamu's girlfriend,) and begs rin to let her spend more time with you once everything is out in the open—and rintarou never says it, but that makes him really happy.

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[Don't get irritated: the episodes are not written in chronological order... But no reason to shy away - can be read in order of appearance!]

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Funny Farm Life

(Excerpts from a journey to happiness)

》 You meet the family.

2) Episode 2b

"Astray"

TF 141 have retired after a mission almost gone too wrong. Together, they now run a farm for holiday guests in a rural part of Scotland. Everyone has found new responsibilities and even their families appreciate this new life. Then you come along - not being the only one whose life will get turned upside down and change significantly...

141 x afab!Reader (no specific desciptions, but with a backstory; no use of y/n), Price and Gaz with wives (no descriptions for I might want to write reader inserts for them as well at some point, don't know, yet) and two daughters each

Warnings: no smut, yet; this is not going to be an all funny story!!! (Abusive past relationship) - However, there will be a happy ending! Mind the tags for each episode. Mentioning of food (To be fair: let me tell you that I have no clue whether this is going to become Soap🖤Reader, Simon🖤Reader or maybe even poly!Soap🖤Reader🖤Simon (and some Ghoap as well?!) in the future...)

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"Brought a stray!", the Scotsman - Soap - announces, before unceremoniously shoving you, his warm hand on the small of your back, through the door into the warmth of the old farmhouse.

Eight heads turn to you in unison (and additionally there’s the one already staring at you) as the room goes quiet.

He drops your bag by the door.

A stray indeed - and oh, you must be quite a sight. Drenched and dripping from the pouring rain (a 'pelsh', he told you, a 'drenching shower'), you dare not take another step, too afraid to flood (in addition to his car) more of the tidy floor, not only with the cold water running down your almost bare legs, but maybe also with your probably muddy shoes.

You guess you must be looking exactly like you feel.

Probably even more so amidst this unexpected gathering of strangers you're confronted with. You thought it would be just Soap and you, but maybe it's not a bad thing that you're not alone with him. Maybe this even minimises the risks a woman travelling alone might have to face when letting a stranger (no matter how charming and handsome) take her to his place somewhere out of town. You could have ended worse... The farm he told you of is real - so hopefully is the place for the night he offered you back at the station in the pounding rain.

All it takes is making it through this dinner with Soap's friends (or is it his family?) -despite the heavy tiredness crawling through your bones. You can do it. You've already managed by far worse. So pull yourself together and please try to maybe even enjoy this a bit! When was the last time you were with nice people?

Actually, these people in front of you do seem nice. They're a mixed group looking expectantly not only at your companion but at you, too.

Well, except one, maybe...

When Soap introduces you to the group, a massive blond guy at the farthest end of the table has just fastened a surgical mask over his mouth before you could see his face.

His glare is far from welcoming and gives your stomach a quick flick, even from the distance.

The others show different stages of smiles and ambiguous grins - depending on what they believe you to be to the Scotsman.

Soap starts at the right side of the long, huge table made to come together at by introducing you to the woman sitting closest to him. She takes you in with a subtle but not unfriendly smile and doesn't seem surprised at all that the Scotsman would show up with some random stranger in tow.

"She's our Captain's missus", he adds, "and manages the representation of the farm. Speaking of her husband -"

You don’t have time to think too hard about the title Soap used for the older bearded man to her right. They're - obviously - into nicknames - or maybe that one actually went to sea. Exudes an underlying authority that could be hardly missed…

"Name's John Price", the Captain himself lets you know in a warm, pleasant voice, "but just call me John, dear."

You give him the same polite smile as you did to his wife. However, you notice the difference in the ways the two look at you. Despite the crowfeet indicating he smiles a lot, John's steelblue eyes are hard and piercing. It doesn't flee your attention that he's looked you over efficiently in the shortest time possible. He doesn’t even hide the calculating stare. Feels like you've just been categorised without being told whether you failed the test or not. Feels like you'd better stand your ground. It makes you square your shoulders and stand more upright, these days not even as a conscious reaction but by instinct. A predator might then choose a different prey. A lesson you should have lived by earlier...

"He's our networker", the Scotsman explains, "and these two lovely ladies are their daughters Katelyn and Stephanie."

The effects of the sudden surge of adrenaline their father has just caused to race through your body become more bearable when you look to the teenage girls. The younger one, possibly about the age of 14, is leaning forward to be able to better see past her older sister to her left. She makes no attempt to stop the wide, curious grin that unmistakenly shouts at you: "I know exactly why you're here with him!"

Oh, you've got no clue, sweetling…

However, Stephanie's joyous smile can’t but be mirrored by you immediately, even more so when Katelyn (probably three or four years older) turns to look at her little sister and nudges her arm to stop her from being so indiscrete. Then Katelyn looks back to you and rolls her eyes at Stephanie's behaviour, she herself now grinning and resembling her mother surprisingly much.

This sweet, short distraction, though, is not enough to prepare you for the wall you're about to hit. How John subjected you to an inspection is nothing compared to the dissection the masked man performs on you.

Therefore Soap's words ring in your ears like taunting mockery: "Simon is th' man fur th' sweet things. Aye doin his best t' keep a' th' lassies happy wha wirk wi' 'n' fur him. 've heard na complaints sae far."¹

You're not sure you actually fully understand and turn your head a little towards the grinning Scotsman, a strange feeling sinking into your stomach, but you can't take your eyes off Simon.

With half his face hidden, you only have his eyes left to read his expression - and that's more than enough...

The blond man is excellent at donning you a cutting gaze unmatched in your whole life. The black of the mask seems to seep into his eyes reflecting nothing but murk to you. There’s absolutely nothing sweet about this looming giant who's been hawkeyeing you from the moment you set your feet in here, into his domain. He's just sitting there, unmoving, a gargoyle guarding his place. No need to wait for the night. The sun might be about to set soon but his own darkness is always ready to pounce...

A shiver runs down your spine - but it's not due to the cold wet clothes clinging to your body...

"Stop talking in riddles, mate!", the third man at the table chides playfully. He's sitting next to the empty chair opposing Simon at the other side of the table. "That poor woman will get a totally wrong impression!" His voice sounds warm and friendly and is accompanied by a perfect smile that shows his bright white teeth as a beautiful contrast to his darker skin and his dark forest brown eyes. He seems more open towards you, but you only get that impression because you don't know that he can dissect your character with a cordial smile on his face. It's an illusion to believe this man would not look you over in as much detail as the others did. It's just that most people can’t read his style.

"Simon's the beekeeper, sweetheart, and I'm Kyle, here for coordination and capacity. This is my wife." He tells you her name before she tells you that she manages the shop at the farm, which sells all kinds of different regional products in cooperation with the local farmers and manufacturers. Her smile is as warm and welcoming as his. The idea springs to your mind that she wouldn't have treated you any differently if Soap had announced you as an old friend of childhood days. You get the impression that she trusts the Scotsman to be capable and to choose carefully enough who he would actually bring here to their families - because that's what it is: the fact you're with them now and that you can stay is a display of everybody's trust (well, ok, one exception...).

"Only two ones still missing", Soap announces and doesn't seem irritated at all that Kyle interrupted your becoming acquainted with the man for all the sweet stuff. "Oor wee lassies Ivy 'n' Fern."

The cute girls (likely not much older than five years - and twins, maybe?) are sitting between their parents, well-behaved and quietly observing the adults. They show no sign of unease around you. That's an enormous relief for you. As long as the kids feel comfortable in your presence, the grown-ups will hopefully stay relaxed as well - and just maybe - with the little ones as buffers - the topics of conversations will rest tame, too...

Ivy waves her little hand at you, a gesture you immediately copy, your hand kept close to your body so that you won't have your clothes send drops of water across the set table.

Now Soap walks past you behind your back and you feel his warm hands land on your waist when he manoeuvres you a bit to the right so it would be easier for him not to hit a sideboard on his way deeper into the farmhouse building.

"Ye kin sit doon neist tae Kyle, hen. Ah will gang fetch an additional chair."

"And some towels for the two of you!", the missus adds and turns to you, "you must be freezing…"

"Wid ye lik' a bathrobe?", Soap asks over his shoulder before you can answer, not too worried about wetting the floor with each step.

"Maybe she'd rather change dresses"' Kyle muses while he keeps studying you standing there somehow lost within all the new impressions.

"If that's possible, yes. I'd love to", you confirm. Putting on some dry clothes sounds great indeed.

Soap has come to a halt, smiling. "Na problem at a', bonnie. Grab some stuff. Ah will show ye where ye kin change in peace. This way."

Instead of just taking out of your bag what you might need, you pick up the whole thing (no chance you leave your belongings behind!). Within the same heartbeat, the three gentlemen prepare to carry the heavy duffle for you. John and Kyle are already getting up - and Soap has made one big step back towards you. Simon, however, leans back on his chair, crossing his arms in front of his chest, looking at you. It's clearly supposed to be a sign, but for once you don't mind.

You can perfectly well carry your bag all alone, despite its considerable weight - you simply must be able to. You might have met a bunch of helpful strangers here, but that's not how things normally are in your life. You couldn't have packed more than you can actually manage on your own, simple as that. You can't afford to rely on any support. It's too late for that…

"No, no, that's not necessary", you make them stop, "really. John, Kyle, Soap", you address each of them separately, "thank you so much for offering, but I'll carry this bag myself." Yet, you appreciate the urbane gesture.

Before the three men can possibly decide to ignore your wish and force their kindness upon you, Kyle's wife puts an end to their chivalry: "You've heard that woman. 'No' means 'no'. It's something we respect here, don't we?" She winks at you and you answer with a grateful smile.

You re-arrange your grip on the strap and finally follow Soap the way along the huge table and through a halflit hallway with some tiny dimmed LED lamps close to the ground every few steps - just enough to find the way and see that there’s nothing to stumble over.

The remnants of rain dripping off you mingle with the water the Scotsman's left on the tiles. It can’t be helped now. Maybe you can get some paper towels later and clean your mess up. At least this mess should be easy to get rid of...

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You can’t hear Stephanie anymore, who leans over to Simon, when she states: "You're so rude!"

He's grinning at her behind his mask.

"Big girl doesn't need me f' tha. 's already got her three gallant knights. And doesn't even need them."

Katelyn gets involved: "That's not the point, Simon! You know it."

He sighs in an exaggerated manner. "Calm down, my lovelies", but his tone is playful, "I'll make up for it." Then he gets up and follows the same path Soap and you took two minutes ago.

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The Scotsman leads you to a spacious bathroom, clearly renovated but with the charming beauty of cottage style. Large, old tiles, creamy and white colours, wooden shelves and bathroom cabinets, an old-fashioned shower above a white enamel bathtub. A wooden chair in one corner, a small willow basket on it, containing a mixture of miniatures: soap, shampoo, showergel, even toothpaste. Some pots with fern are nice stains of colour and so are the straw brown towels next to the wash basin in front of a framed mirror.

The room feels warm and inviting, just like the softly smiling man who's waiting by the door.

"Git in, hen, 'n' tak' yer time. Will ye find yer back intae th' kitchen?"

You nod at him, returning his smile, thankful for this unexpected hospitality you stumbled upon. It makes you have to swallow the lump in your throat that's threatening to let you spill the tears you've been storing for too long.

Soap points at a cabinet. "Uise as many towels as yi''ll need 'n' then pat thaim in th' laundry basket behind th' door, a'richt? 'n' shuid yi''ll need anythin' else, juist ca'."

Before he turns to leave you to yourself, he gives your shoulder a tender, but firm press.

This does it for you. You manage to close and lock the door before you can finally let the dam break. An almost silent, shaky sob breaks free from the cage of your ribs when you let your bag fall out of your hands with a thud. One hand at the wall, your rucksack still on, you try to stabilise your trembling limbs.

Maybe this dinner will get more difficult than you originally thought... Maybe a stranger's friendliness shouldn't feel like tearing at your heart... Maybe there once was a time things were different... You can’t tell.

What you can tell, though, is that you mustn't get lost in your thoughts here in their bathroom, while the whole group is waiting for your return. That would leave a really bad impression - and far too many questions if you show up again with puffy red eyes swollen from crying.

Therefore, you treat yourself with one heartbeat dedicated to a purely blank mind. You take a deep breath, straighten up and force your body to remember how to not be shaking anymore. Then you go to work in order to get at least decently presentable. Which actually takes enough time in itself.

You wring your wet clothes into the wash basin as much as possible before storing them in a plastic bag. Hopefully you'll get the chance to dry them overnight. Then you carefully clean and warm your cold skin before you almost knock over the cabinet with more towels in it, just because you didn’t see the cute little bolt that keeps it closed when you tried to pull the door open... Just what you need, ruining their furniture... Nowadays, something like this is already enough to let waves of adrenaline whip through your body...

Luckily, you managed a fast reaction, so that you can now wrap the additional towel around your head without any drama before you put on some comfortable clothes that don't look too casual for the occasion.

You take a look at yourself in the mirror and some time to practise your smile. It lets you appear less tired - however, you are fully aware that the effort you have to put into it will eventually leave you even more exhausted... At least you can say that you've become good enough at hiding the fact it's all fake...

It's true: nobody of all the people you left behind at home could have guessed how you really felt inside... You definitely won't start now with showing any random strangers!

As your last action, when you're finally done, you closely look over the room so you will leave it in the same condition you found it in, grab some tissues out of a box on a shelf - just in case - to shove them into a sidepocket of your bag, and feel as ready and prepared as possible when you take the duffel and step outside.

Well, you aren't prepared...

Your gaze is directed at the floor because you don't want to step into the watery traces you and Soap left behind - but they are no more.

Instead, there's a shadow melting off the wall where he was leaning to wait for you.

The Scotsman's even more gentleman than necessary, you think and feel a genuine smile softly painting your lips while the man to your left grows more and more solid, gains more substance than you remember him to have. Something's different…

"Soap", you say and he steps into the light seeping into the hallway from out of the bathroom behind you.

Now you see.

This is no longer the man who took you here. It's Simon - and he's way too close for comfort...

However, you don’t step back - even though this would have probably been your first reaction in the past. These days your instincts know better: don’t trigger the beast. One single step back, no matter where to, couldn't save you anyway. Stand your ground.

He's leaning closer, keeping strict eye contact, while you're leaning back your upper body as if you were two opposing magnets.

With a mop in his hand, as you only now realise, he then silently glances past you into the bathroom - and you feel an immense relief that you've already dried the floor in there, as best as you could.

"Thank you for cleaning up. I'm sorry for all the wet stains", you offer but don't expect him to accept your heartfelt apology.

His eyes are on you again, blatantly looking you up and down, now that he’s got you close and all to himself.

"Bag's getting heavier and heavier, innit?"

You blink and attempt a shy smile. This is the first sentence he's ever directed at you, the first time for you to hear his voice.

It doesn't fit, you think.

How can you directly like his voice so very much when the man owning it did nothing to appear at least remotely polite?

Maybe this is his attempt to check your vibes on face-to-face level? Ok, let's try some light conversation. "Yeah, that's true. Been carrying it around all day. The muscles in my arms feel like they're burning."

Maybe he'll warm up to you after all…

You have to grip the strap tighter. The bag is heavy.

However, Simon stays glued to the spot, silent once more, not moving the slightest centimetre to make it easier for you to get past him and back into the kitchen… It's getting uncomfortable - and you're not even referring to your aching body…

You don’t think that he doesn't notice. There’s something hyper-aware in his gaze. So you have to assume he's blocking your path on purpose. But why? What's his problem?

"Well, ok, yeah. Since my duffle still seems to keep gaining weight, I'll just -", instead of saying anything else or asking him to step aside, you manoeuvre your way around him, smiling helplessly, hitting your bag against your legs several times - but at least not against his!

Even now, Simon doesn't step aside. He's still watching you with this dead stare that sends goosebumps crawling along your whole body. Has he even blinked once?

It's official now: this man hates you.

While you are on your way through the hallway, you don't look back. Why should you? You can feel his stare boring into your neck, anyway, right there where a predatory animal would bite down to end you. You wouldn't be surprised if that man had natural night vision...

However, in the end it's Simon who saves you. His rejection and aversion keeps you focussed. Keeps you from starting to cry when the others are too nice to you...

... and they really are...

You find your way back to the bright, warm kitchen by following the sound of lighthearted chatting, which simply goes on when you step inside - as if you belonged here, too...

Soap notices you first because he's occupying a chair at the head of the table nearest to the entrance you're standing in. This chair wasn't there before, to the left side of the empty chair next to Kyle - and to Simon's right, the man who's yet to return.

He's wearing a hoody and sweatpants now, plus a wide grin reaching his cerulian eyes: "Awright! Thare ye go, hen! Come, tak' a seat. Hardly kent ye. Soaking wet, ye look completely different!"

Both Price and his missus look at the Scotsman (then at you) as if they weren't quite sure there was no further underlying meaning. Kyle's wife hides her eyes and parts of her smirk behind her right hand, whereas Kyle grins at you openly in all his charming handsomeness.

"Whit?", Soap asks no one particularly, his grin with a hint of mischief now, before his eyes are back on you.

You can’t help but smile as well and think you might have got a good impression now of how the attractive Scotsman usually shows up with some companion for the night. You don’t mind. If your situation was any different, and he would have wanted you to, then you would have more than loved to warm this man's bed...

You like him. There’s an ease to his behaviour that keeps some of your worries at bay, that allows you to think of all this as holidays, if only for one single night. That's more than you would have hoped for...

You sit down between Kyle and Soap, placing your bag and your rucksack to your left so they wouldn't be in anyone's way.

"Some bread?", Kyle offers you slices of fresh crusty baguette in a basket, and Soap immediately picks on that: "Goes perfectly with the honey! Ye need t' try!" So you do, adding some butter Stephanie pushes closer to your plate before she goes on talking about school to her mother.

Soap has slid down a little on the seat of the chair and is now stretching out his legs, arms crossed, and watches you taking an interested look at the open jar now in your hand, focussing more on the colour than on the label.

The honey smells incredibly good, dark rich gold dripping off the wooden honey spoon onto your bread and its taste immediately creates a vision of fields and meadows and forests that perfectly represents the landscape you came across during your journey. You aren't even aware of the fact that your eyes fall shut dreamily and how the shade of a truly genuine smile of delight steals onto your lips. (Do you even remember the last time anything like this happened?)

Where do they get such excellent honey? you wonder, because you would love to buy some - somewhere in the future - also to remember this moment - but then you are reminded, full force: Simon enters the kitchen. Lord of the Sweet, Master of Honey, the Beekeeper himself, whose treasure you taste in all pleasurable facettes on your jubilant tongue. With his eyes on you, you hardly manage to swallow.

Then Soap looks up to the taller man, a subtle smile on his warm lips and in his cool polished sapphires, and Simon looks back immediately, as if Soap's eyes were a command which to follow. While Simon is going along to his chair behind the Scotsman's back, their eye contact never breaks - and it’s laced with a mutual fondness that makes you wonder if it's simply jealousy that lets the masked man dislike you like this…

The moment he's seated, he stares at you again - and you're convinced it's not just because you're sitting opposite of him, no, he's clearly opposing you, regardless of your place at the table…

You look down at your plate - with the remnants of bread and butter and the bees' gift still on it, in shiny puddles on the porcelain as well - and only pick some dry crumps of baguette to chew on.

The Scotsman is watching you thoughtfully. You can feel him in a way you might find uncanny if you weren't busy pretending to eat. You glance at him for a moment with just a polite, reserved little smile before you finally bite into the honeyed bread again, reluctantly, carefully, to have your mouth full of something, anything, so you wouldn't have to speak.

He has well noticed the looks exchanged between you and Simon, and he keeps his eyes on you when he casually points out: "Ye shuid hae seen that face oan her whin she tried yer honey, Simon. Pure bliss."

Your eyes dart from Soap to the beekeeper - you feel caught out -whereas Simon's eyes never leave you.

"That so, Johnny? Wouldn't have guessed, with all that good honey goin' t' waste on her plate."

Toxic velvet, that voice…

You don’t give Soap a chance to answer.

"I wouldn't waste all the effort put into this gift of nature! ", you state with more fervour than you've had in mind to, "I'm not done, yet." You take a look at your sticky fingers where you can see a shiny drop of honey running down your thumb. You lick it off without any second thought: "This is exquisite honey. Really delicious."

Simon has tilted his head and, leaning back, closely observes your features, his amused smirk not reaching out of his mask.

"Hmm. I'll make sure t' let my queen know about your opinion. She'll be glad for sure."

You can’t tell whether he's trying to be funny or making fun of you for assuming he would care. How come you opt for him mocking you…?

"I bet", you reply evenly, looking him straight into his eyes, and leave it up to Simon to decide whether you take it as a joke or seriously.

The span of silence between the two of you stretches but Soap is too fascinated by these strange dynamics as to end it right now. He can feel that something is amiss but he can’t quite tell what…

However, Kyle is either oblivious to the tension or simply ignores it. "Take some grilled chicken", he addresses you politely and by doing so breaks the spell Simon and you seemed under.

You now focus on him when he explains: "It's a bit spicy because of the fresh Scotch bonnets in the seasoning but there’s plenty of stuff to neutralise. See?" He points at a bowl of fresh yoghurt, a serving plate with roasted smashed potatoes and a variety of jars with different colourful relishs, additionally a big bowl with green salad and a dish with mixed grilled peppers.

"It's not too hot, the chicken", Ivy clarifies and grins at you behind her dad's back, "Everybody likes it. Even Katy", and she points at John's oldest daughter with her small hand.

If not for the cute girl, you might have declined Kyle's offer - somehow the interactions you're forced to have with Simon clench your stomach. You were hungry when you first picked the bread, but now you just keep eating to be a polite guest and nice to lovely Ivy, who's just getting up, taking the plate with the chicken out of her father's hand and stepping next to your seat to hold it out for you. You are touched by the child's kind gesture and pick one of the boneless, flat drumsticks, by far the smallest one, whose skin shows a nice pattern of grill stripes.

"Thanks", you softly tell the proudly grinning girl before she lets Soap pick some chicken as well and then returns to her place, "how sweet of you, Ivy."

Kyle looks at his daughter favourably, then back to you: "Be assured, this one can 'Poison Ivy', too." There’s a dark spark in his eyes - or could you be mistaken? "Don't you think you'd get the slightest piece of food from her if she didn’t like you."

"But we both do like you!", Fern chimes in and it somehow touches your heart in an aching thankfulness.

Good for you that the beekeeper provides enough of a counterweight to keep your feelings in balanced check. You wouldn't want to upset the little ones with your emotions on full display…

Kyle winks at you and takes over handing you everything the set table has to offer before Soap helps himself, too. In contrast to you two, the others are almost done eating so that their attention temporarily shifts to you when Kyle asks: "What brought you to this part of the country?"

You feel that it will be the easiest to be as honest as possible. The truth is best at hiding a lie. Or many of them…

"I always found Scotland charming. Rough nature, friendly people, you know?" You smile at Kyle, who bows his head acknowledging the compliment as it was meant, but you automatically glance over to Soap. You find him smiling back at you in a way that makes your heartbeat take up its pace. His eyes have a clearness that lets you almost believe you could look straight down into the core of his soul - if only you stared a little longer, a little harder, just a little bit deeper than your past allows…

Puzzling, you think. Then you get back into the game you had to become good at. Distraction. Shift the focus.

"Why did you all come here?"

"Our Scottish sunshine wouldn't stop praising the beauty of his homeland", John adds to the conversation, "- so when we went into mapping everything out, the decision wasn't too difficult - and it’s an ideal place for this family business indeed."

[The Captain's comment has made it perfectly clear that these people are not one family by blood but by heart and choice.

This ignites a little hope in your heart, the realisation that such deep friendship and profound affection still exists in the same world as you. You are not envious, but genuinely happy for these folks - even for Simon.]

Just keep going…

"As it is for holidays, too. I guess it's nice to live and work where others come to when they look for relaxation."

The missus takes the opportunity to answer you: "Normally it is, that's true. However, occasionally, this can completely mix up job and private life…"

"That's th' general nature o' running some change-hoose business, isnae it?", Soap points out and makes you smile with the boyish way he's grinning at you until -

"Sae, whit dae yi''ll need relaxation fae? Wirk or private stuff?"

You try to hide your quickening pulse behind some light-hearted melancholy that feels real enough even to yourself.

"Bit of both, I guess, and additionally some holidays from myself, too. Was looking for somewhere to breath freely. Scotland seemed a great option."

"Perfect choice, bonnie. This is th' place tae lose yersel'."

"And your heart…", Stephanie whispers but you hear her.

"And your job", Katelyn addresses her little sister, "if you don't have the discipline to focus."

Stephanie shrugs : "She's old enough to choose what's more important."

You are fully aware that the girls are talking about you - as if you were not sitting in arm's reach… It's a weird situation you find yourself in with them just speaking their mind - but somehow this doesn't only include you somewhat naturally here but also makes you feel safe in a way you can hardly explain…

A verse from a poem springs into your mind - and maybe it had a part in your being where you are right now. You don't even notice that you're reciting the words aloud:

"'Dark and true and tender is the north'."² Feels I might like that…

The Scotsman stares at you, blinking. "'O Swallow'…"

You nod at Soap, smiling in surprise. You wouldn't have expected him to know the poem…

"Swallow what?", Fern asks sweetly and makes Soap's grin at you wolfish - dark and true, yes, but no more tender. Makes your breath hitch in your throat before her mum exclaims: "The bird, cutie, they're talking about birds! Time for bed."

You can’t see Kyle's wide grin because he has already turned towards his girls: "You've heard your mum! Here we go."

But before he can get up, his wife takes over: "Stay a bit longer, if you like, Kyle. I need to get some appointments scheduled, anyway." When he nods at her, she presses her lips to his mouth and then turns to you: "Was a pleasure to meet you. Enjoy your holidays." She waves a general goodbye, grabs her daughters, who both wave at you, and leaves the kitchen through the same hallway you took with Soap earlier.

Before anyone else can start the conversation again, John's younger daughter demands some answers.

"So", Stephanie gets your attention when she says your name, "do you have a boyfriend?"

You really hoped this question wouldn't come up - but from the very moment you saw how the teenager was grinning at you on your arrival, you have prepared yourself for it - and what to best say. Once more, you opt for the truth: "No, I don't. "

"Are you looking for one?"

You try your best at a good-natured smile: "I've stopped looking for anything but making it through the day and will just see where life takes me."

"And then simply take every chance you come across? That sounds far too spontanious for me", Katelyn states and you get the feeling that she wants to support you by taking you out of Stephanie's curious focus.

You shrug almost casually, that same expression still plastered on your face. But how should she know how much meticulous planning you had to put into what she believes to be careless spontanity…

Her sister rolls her eyes: "Of course it's too spontanious for you! But sometimes you just need to follow your instincts - like Soap."

"And invite strangers at your table?", you ask before you take a bite of crispy chicken skin from your plate.

"Sure", Stephanie confirms chewing on a cherry tomato, "every friend was a stranger once, right?"

"We're used to having guests in general - and in private as well", the missus tells you with an affectionate glance at the Scotsman, and her oldest daughter elaborates: "Don't worry. You're not the first person spontaniously coming in for dinner."

However, Katelyn most definitely didn’t mean it the way Simon chooses to use her words: "True. Not the first lady Johnny shows up with", he grins at the Scotsman in an almost conspiratory way also showing in the crinkles around his eyes, "And certainly not the last." A cold sideways glance at you.

Ok, so jealousy is off the table… verily it's something personal, this thing between you and the beekeeper you're sure you've never met before…

It's then you actually catch Soap blushing slightly. You don't understand why he would - but it does suit him, the way his brows furrow, one hand lightly ruffling through his mohawk and his eyes avoiding yours for just a second.

"Ah kin be ferr gregarious, whiles…" Then he winks at you and is back to his normal self.

So is Simon - continuing to stare at you. You've got no idea what reaction the brooding man expected or wanted to get from you - and you simply refuse to waste your time musing about him. It's one or two days from now and you'll never see him again - any of them - so you try to sort of filter him out of your reality as far as possible.

Doesn't work too well…

You are tense - at this moment clearly because of the beekeeper - and feel like you're on pins and needles. It's not that you aren't used to mean behaviour, but it remains a mystery to you why Simon would be so hostile towards you… His ways are draining your energy - and you really need every bit of it to survive…

You're doing your best to concentrate on the conversation about hospitality in different countries and cultures everybody to your right is actively involved in. Soap keeps eating and listening and Simon - well, he keeps playing his Simon-games with you - whose rules you can’t figure out…

While you're continuing to empty your plate of the last bits still on it, almost forcing the tasty food down which you wish you could simply enjoy in relative peace, you re-arrange your feet below the table, stretching them inconspicuously.

However, one person has noticed. With a light but startling bump your foot is hit by the tip of a heavy shoe. It's nothing painful - but you can tell it's on purpose: that other foot continues to touch yours.

You stare at the man across the table, mild shock written all over your face. There's no question who this leg belongs to. This is the first time Simon has actually used a form of direct physical interaction to work against you. The gesture seems subtle, but you know well enough to worry about this unnecessary intrusion of your private space.

It always starts with little things…

"Sorry!", you mutter because you lack any smart reaction, much to your own surprise and displeasure, and then you retake a perfectly straight position on your chair again, making sure his long legs won't reach you anymore.

An evil smile that betrayes all innocence gleams in the corners of his eyes, one that's only for you.

"No problem, sugar. Was light as a feather."

You nod at the blond man with a tight-lipped smile for both Soap and Kyle are glancing at you and their friend now. This isn't a positive development of events - and you so much hope that he doesn't have in mind to talk Soap out of letting you stay here at some dry place… (hopefully as far away from your antagonist as possible…)

You decide to mentally prepare for being sent off. Should they let you spend the night, then Simon will have to be the price you pay for having met the kind Scotsman. You've learned that everything good comes at a cost. Not to speak of the toll you've already paid for the bad things…

You avoid looking at any of them and instead focus on the jar of honey in front of you on the table. It is a simple, no-frills jar, this heavy glass, that contains the golden dusk delightfulness, which for you is now eternally linked to this sinister beekeeper.

For the first time, your eyes trail to the plain label as well, just a white paper sticker, and that handwriting on it, pretending to lay open all the info that might be useful. It's Simon's. No doubt.

Neat - but unreadable. Chaos - but in perfect order…

Black ink, lines as thin as a pen can manage to offer. Letters with long descenders and ascenders, massive in their simplicity and dominance - a handwriting that doesn't care to be read. Should suffice that its owner knows. You want the content? Work for it. Find your way through the labyrinth of meaning - or go astray.

The letters could not more embody the man…

You're too much caught up in your thoughts to realise that Stephanie and Katelyn have already started to pack the remaining food into containers to be stored in the fridge here or to be taken away with them. You only notice because Stephanie leans her hand onto your shoulder to grab the honey. She winks at you rascally.

Immediately you spring into action.

"How can I help?"

Stephanie answers you, while her father's putting all the dishes into the dishwasher. "You got no clue where everything is or needs to go to. Best stay where you are, then you won't be in the way. Thanks for offering, though."

Soap takes the container with the grilled peppers out of her hand to put it into the fridge. When he returns to his chair, he remains standing behind it, both hands on the backrest.

"Part of our full board dinner service here. So", the Captain adds without interrupting his work, "relax and recommend us to your friends."

I will certainly not tell anyone, you think, but you smile at him nontheless. You could maybe manage to relax a little, indeed, but -

"How's the evenin' s'pposed t' go on?", Simon's deep voice cuts in and has you back to full attention.

Everybody stares at him - except you.

"Why?", it’s the missus with an unreadable expression in her eyes, "Looking for someone to play board games with, Simon?"

"Och, they both weren't thare whin we talked aboot it!", the Scotsman only seems to remember now and addresses you with a warm smile: "You'll git a place tae yersel' fur th' night, lassie."

Kyle is already at his smartphone to check. "Yeah, just as I thought. The late check-in showed half an hour ago. It's the small cottage, then."

Soap rubs his hands. "Lovely. Loads o' privacy 'n' a quiet night guaranteed, ah promise, hen. Ye'll nae regret comin' ere wi' me."

You're speechless for a moment while Stephanie, Katelyn and their parents turn to the door through which you entered the kitchen, ages ago, as it feels.

You're getting up, too. "Wait, a whole cottage?! No, I can't - I mean… That's too big for sure! I don't need so much space! There’s probably some small corner somewhere -"

Kyle looks up from his screen. "Sorry, sweetheart, there’s nothing smaller available at the moment. I'll go get the keys, ok?"

You hesitate. Their offer seems too generous for you to accept.

The missus turns in the doorframe: "Take it, dear. It's a really nice cottage. I'm sure you'll like it." Even John smiles at her side with an encouraging nod.

So you accept. With more gratitude than you could ever fully express. "Thank you. I really appreciate your friendliness." This is almost too good to be true…

When Soap puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you closer into the warmth of his body, you deliberately avoid stealing any glance into Simon's direction. No need to. You can feel him fuming. However, he keeps his mouth shut.

Then you hear Kyle's voice behind your back: "Simon, do me a favour and bring them the keys for her cottage, mate?"

Only reluctantly does the beekeeper follow his friend out of the kitchen, who didn’t care to wait for him to agree.

The Prices have just left for the night as well, so for the first time after entering the farmhouse, you're alone with Soap again.

You take a deep breath and he looks at you knowingly. "Kin be a bit much if it's unexpected, right? A' th' people…"

"I'm just tired", you admit, "and you've actually picked a friendly family for this business. They're all really nice."

Then you gently release yourself from his embrace. Despite the enquiring look he gives you. Of course he's noticed - but you will not let any negative word about Simon come past your lips. There are so many other things you need to concentrate on - and for tonight, you think, you've reached your limit. So many things happened today. You still can’t believe you really made it here, so much distance between you and - and what's behind you. Now. For the future. Hopefully…

When you get too worried that some tears might be on their way, you remember the paper tissues you took with you from their bathroom. You kneel down and let your fingers glide into the open pocket at the side of your bag, but what they touch is not what you were looking for.

You pull at the thin, cool metal chain and get up with it to study it in the light of the lamps. Golden. With a small pendant you can't get more than a glimpse of because -

"Och, keek at that! Mah necklace. Thare it is." Soap takes it out of your hand, smiling, but you are close to a panic. Within one heartbeat everything makes the craziest sense… Does Simon think…

Bag's gettin heavier and heavier, innit?

Simon is convinced you're stealing from them… Did he see the necklace in your bag? No, how could he… How could that damn thing get in there, anyway?

"Soap! I don't know why it's in my bag! I didn’t take it!"

He ellicits a short laughter: "O' coorse ye didn’t. Tis a'richt. Dinnae fash, bonnie."

"No, Soap, listen. You don't get it! I never touched your necklace! Before! Before one minute ago! Please! You must believe me!"

His voice becomes noticeably lower. "Calm doon, love. Ah ken."

Seeing the pure, honest shock in your wide eyes, he slowly reaches out, as if not to startle you. Too agitated to even step back from him, you let his warm hand come to rest below your ear, his fingers pressing lightly into the side of your neck, his thumb repeating tender strokes along your jaw. His lingering eyes are locked with yours when he leans in closer to you.

You can’t tell exactly why you know, but you feel that this isn't for a kiss. There’s absolutely nothing romantic or sexual about this closeness that comes with him wishing to reassure, to soothe you - and it’s deep, this intimacy of the moment, in a way that creates a new fear within you.

Come time, you could fall for him… and this is something you can’t allow to happen…

His whisper is soft: "Ah maself accidentally stuffed it intae th' wrong bag. A'm sorry. Ah ken ye didn’t tak' it."

He nods at you, firmly, keeps observing the look in your eyes, carefully, to find the right moment to let go of you, to keep grounding you for as long as you need him. However, he's not given this chance.

He can see the troubled thoughts die down in your eyes when you're finally leaning into his touch, unconsciously, but it's right now that Simon comes around the corner, freezing midmotion due to what he believes to be forced to witness: a forthcoming kiss - whereas you recoil, less from the man only centimetres away in front of your face than more from the beekeeper, whose eyes are burning with wrath.

You can’t see the unspoken question in Soap's eyes when he looks at the taller beekeeper, but Simon can - a reason for him to get even more angry.

"Go ahead, Johnny. Didn’t mean t' disturb." His dark voice is almost a deep growl. The metallic, loud thud that follows is the keys to the cottage landing on the table. Simon's gone the same second. Like a ghost…

Your heart is racing and there’s an underlying tremble beneath your skin creeping through your body along your bones. You know that look in his eyes (not in his eyes, though) oh too well - bringing up memories that will probably haunt you forever…

You re-evaluate your strategies towards the beekeeper. Neither you standing tall, all naturally, nor acting demurely seem to be to his liking and subsequently reward you with some more favourable behaviour on his side… You hardly believe that he's like this all the time, to everybody. Kyle and Soap wouldn't have observed you two's interactions the curious way they did if Simon's reactions to you were his perfectly normal kind of acting, you're more than convinced…

You're taking Simon to the extreme - you, as a person…

Soap notices the one light quiver on your lower lip, even more so than you, before you press your lips together, brows knitted.

"Maybe this is a bad idea", you whisper and try to step further away from the Scotsman, but he immediately reaches for you, his hands sliding up and down along your upper arms with soft pressure.

"Dinnae fash yirsel aboot Simon. Kin tak' him some time tae relax aroond strangers. He means na harm."

You hope that you manage to hide the tension well enough that you expect to creep into your probably too sad smile, too. You've had your fair share of "no harm" in the past and solely hoped for one single calm night… Too much to ask at this point in your life?

"I can just leave if he isn't comfortable with me staying here. This is his home. I respect that."

"It's also mah home ah brought ye tae - 'n' it’s nae that Simon has tae share flats with ye, aye? Where wid ye go noo, anyway?"

"Where I would have gone without you: elsewhere. Simple as that."

Of course, nothing is simple for you these days, but he doesn't know.

The two of you keep studying each other for some time, and you wonder what Soap might see in you - believe to see…

You, for your part, see a man whose kindness towards you is factually unmatched in your life. With hardly any questions aiming to reveal your background, he made the decision to help you, back at the station. Maybe this is more of a gift than you deserve…

"Ah will tak' ye "elsewhere" noo", Soap's melodic voice drops even lower, "namely tae th' cottage, 'n' ye promise me tae huv a go 'n' git some sleep, love, will ye?"

Finally, the small smile Soap gets to see from you is less burdened with distress.

When you nod at him, he grabs the keys, picks up your bag and leads you back to his car to take you to your safe home for the night.

It's not too far from the farmhouse, would be a pleasant short walk, and the way is easy to remember.

In the dim darkness of the evening, with its contours blurring into the tall lines of trees behind it, the cottage looks much smaller than it is from the inside.

You follow Soap into the combination of open-plan kitchen (perfectly equipped, as far as you can say) and living room (with a beautiful fireplace) that welcome you right behind the entrance, the same style you already know from their bathroom in the farmhouse, more than just a humble luxury, but you stop right there, eyes wide in surprise.

"Soap, this is… I... I really can’t take this whole house!"

You guess this place could accommodate four to six people, comfortably…

"We've had that, bonnie. Tis vacant, it’s quiet, it’s whit ah promised ye: a safe steid fur th' night."

You want to raise an objection, but he interrupts you. "A wullnae hae that, hen. Don’t break mah hert. This is a guid place ah found fur ye, a'm sure. Sae, please accept?"

With his big blue, pleading puppy eyes and a small, pretty pout that shouldn't suit any adult so well, he gets rid of your concerns in the end. That man…

He becomes immediately aware of the change in your eyes and sends you a smug grin - gone is the puppy - and back the fully grown wolf.

You've always had a liking for that animal...

He waves at you to follow him and gives you a short tour. There's a bathroom (tub and shower!) in the back plus two harmonious bedrooms, lovingly decorated, with an eye for detail.

All the time, he's the perfect gentleman. You are grateful for that - and more than relieved that he doesn't ever make any ambigous comments. The way he behaves towards you takes an active part in how your nerves are calmed. Too good to be true?

When Soap returns with you to the kitchen, you can see that he is absolutely familiar with every detail of the entire house. Without having to look for, he picks a sheet of paper and a pen from one of the drawers and starts scribbling. Then he hands it over to you.

"That's mah phone number. If yi'll need anythin', na matter whin, gimme a call", he points at the house telephone on the coffee table by the big sofa, "and let me ken. Fur anythin' else, thir's aye someone at th' farmhouse."

You are still staring at his number in your hands, your emotions a constant up and down.

When you look up to him and quietly say "Thank you" in the softest voice possible, your profound sincerity shakes something awake within him that will keep vibrating throughout his being long after he's left your house.

In the frame of the open door, John MacTavish has to clear his throat before he can make sure:

"Ye think ye'll mak' it thro' th' night here?"

The subtle shade of a smile that steals into the corners of your mouth is his reward as you confirm:

"You made sure of it."

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When you wake up, it’s still very early morning, night and light in a tight embrace on their bed, unclear, seemingly, which one might finally rise. Yet, you feel well and rested - a strange feeling, somehow, for you can’t remember the last time a night's rest did so good for you. No nightmares... However, you decide against staying in the warmth of your comfy sleeping place. Instead, you opt for a walk in the fresh morning. Nature calls you.

It is so peaceful here. The falling rain of the evening has changed place with the ascending breath of morning dew lingering above the ground that seems to have lost its solidity in favour of a foggy sea. The scent of the earth is cool and clean and green, the most beautiful welcome this place could have offered you. In nearby bushes and patches with trees you can hear the sounds of early birds, in the distance there is the playful whisper of a small stream that keeps you company. You understand why the people you met in the kitchen yesterday have chosen this part of the land to spend their lives on. Here, you muse, you might feel whole again, too. It's a secluded world of its own.

You find yourself going back to the main house lying in between the fields and trees like a resting animal, one eye wide open to its surroundings, you can see.

There is light in the kitchen where you arrived yesterday and you knock at the door. Of all people, it is Simon who opens it with a serious expression - somehow dismissive even? You clearly feel that he doesn't like you. Your first impression was right. Nothing has changed overnight. (No, that's wrong: at least the flaring anger seems to have vanished from his eyes!) However, that's ok, you guess. You even understand, having had some time to reflect, intruder of his privacy that you are, and now you try your best to be most respectful when you wish the masked man a good morning with a shy smile. You want to try a fresh new start. He steps aside, wordlessly, before you can manage to add anything. So you stay quiet and enter.

He's been setting the breakfast table for all of them to come together like a family and the closeness between these friends reminds you of how dearly you'd love to belong to some friends as well, sharing their lives because they wouldn't want to be anywhere else. However, you reset your focus and immediately dive back up from your melancholy. You want to show them, especially Simon, that you never wanted to take advantage of Soap's friendliness, that you can work and repay them with actions.

"Let me help you, please."

He only points at the same chair Soap gave you the previous evening.

"Not necessary. That's included."

Then he goes on fetching food he places on the table without looking at you. It's an awkward feeling that's settling in your stomach. If only one of the other inhabitants came into the kitchen as well... The silence surrounding you and Simon, wrapping you in a cocoon of heavy isolation, makes you try something you've just planned as sincere smalltalk. Maybe you can break the ice.

"I'm really glad you guys let me stay here for the night. How can I make it up to you?"

You don’t know what to think about the short huff the tall man ellicits - who still doesn't look your way. Something amused or annoyed? One moment later you learn.

" 's fine. No need t' make up for anything. Just make sure t' pay your bill, birdy."

The heat you feel shooting into your cheeks stops you from breathing. Simon notices because - with the beginning of his last sentence - he's glued his dark gaze onto you, hasn't turned around anymore to prepare the last things missing. No. Just two steps away, he's looking down at you. You could swear to see an evil smirk in the way his eyes gleam in the cosy, soft light of this homely, warm room.

"I...", you start to stammer, eyes wide with the shock of realisation, "Of course... I - ", you get up from your chair and almost stumble on slowly retreating to the exit, "I've never expected to get anything for free... I'm not here to - to be put up with! That was never my plan…" Then you turn around and hurry out into the fresh new morning. You don't look back.

Therefore, you don't see how Simon takes off his mask while he's watching your hasty retreat through the brightly lit window. You neither see his disturbingly handsome smile full of contented contempt...

On some parts of the way back to your cottage your fast steps almost turn into running. Right now the shock is too overwhelming to let you cry.

How stupid you are... How naïve... Of course you completely misunderstood Soap's offer... Because he seemed so nice... Everybody seemed so nice...

But you really should have known better... You went with the Scotsman because you'd hoped to find a safe, dry place to sleep in during the night, maybe a small corner in one of the stables or perhaps even Soap's couch. When he offered you the 'small cottage', you should have kept declining - especially after having seen how well-equipped it was...

Just be honest to yourself, sugar: of course nobody would gift you such a safe haven when it could be sold as well...

The people you met yesterday were loving and friendly to each other because they are family - whereas you do not belong here. For you mustn't forget that they are business people as well. In contrast to you, they really know how to make money... and to stay fair: with not a single word has Soap (or anyone else...) ever mentioned that your stay would be free...

It's just that you sometimes assume other people would be like you. On re-entering the expensive luxury of your cottage, you realise this mistake. The way back gave you enough time to reflect the previous evening in detail, the conversations you had that brought you to this very place. Well, had you been Soap, then the offer would have been meant the way you understood it: stay the night, keep your money, the place is vacant anyway. I'm just a stranger helping a stranger. Friendliness. The willingness to trust.

You wanted to be worth the trust Soap put in you - you simply didn’t realise that maybe he was the one not worth your trust...

Nice ruse to get someone for a vacant cottage...

While you're hastily throwing the few belongings you cared to take out back into your bag, you're calculating how much money you've actually left. You force yourself to take a few deep breaths before you take out your smartphone to check the homepage of 141-Farming. You scroll to the price lists and find your home for the night. Now finally tears spring to your eyes and a desperate sob fights its way out of your body. Really that expensive?

Then your sadness is replaced by a numb anger - directed at yourself. Your own fault, girl... Should have done the mathematics earlier - no way you could have made it up to them. You have nothing to offer that could have counted as some valid compensation... Who would give a house like this to a complete stranger - if not for rent?!

You fetch the necessary amount of banknotes and sit down at the dining table in the open-plan kitchen. On the sheet of paper you brought as well you express your gratitude for their hospitality and for letting you stay the night in such a beautiful place. You wish them all the best for their business before you address Soap specifically with another thank you. You let him know you ordered a taxi to go back to town and continue your journey and apologise for not saying goodbye personally.

Enough politeness towards the people who tricked you into renting a whole house for the night.

You place your message, together with the money and the keys, on the low table by the couch where it could be immediately seen by whoever might enter the place.

Then you grab your bag and hurry out. Feels like fleeing the place - and that's probably what it is... You're done here. More than ready to leave the farm behind. Caught in your racing thoughts, your body does all the work on autopilot. You'd be glad if you noticed.

Now walking the road through the misty fields feels different. The air seems too thick to fully reach down into your lungs, its remnants sticky along the inside of your throat.

A short, bitter laugh. You're convinced that you could have found some b&b in town that would have been far less than a fifth per night of what you had to leave behind for your cottage - not to mention that, since you can’t afford a taxi, you have to do some walking now to leave the countryside behind...

All of this because you wanted to save money... Your stomach does a flip accompanied by a rumbling sound. You're hungry. Should have taken some of Simon's breakfast at least if it was included anyway...

You're trying to estimate how long the way back to town will take you but you find that you can’t remember much from the drive in the dim, rainy semi-darkness with Soap's constant chatting to keep you distracted from your misery. You were too emotionally drained to really keep track. Third mistake of yours and the list grows longer and longer...

First: getting out of the train in this stupid town

Second: getting into John MacTavish's car

Third: letting down your guard regarding the route

Fourth: letting yourself get talked into sleeping in the cottage

Fifth: leaving without any fucking breakfast...

Correction: your second mistake was not getting a cheap room at some lousy b&b...

Damn...

Now you're again at the same point you were when you left the train yesterday - or better said, you will be back to it as soon as you're done walking. Minus a significant amount of your money, of course... So, realistically considered, you're off a lot worse than yesterday...

Then soft rain sets in again. Smirr... wasn't that the word Soap used yesterday in order to describe the falling water at some point?

You don't want to remember, don't want to think of him, of how betrayed you feel, of how much you liked him... It's in vain...

Next: 3) An 'in-between ' to Episode 2b: "Boys talk I"

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¹ a/n: translation, just to make it easier: "Simon is the man for the sweet things. Always doin his best t' keep all the ladies happy who work with and for him. 've heard no complaints so far."

² 'Dark and true and tender is the north' taken from "The Princess: O Swallow" by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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[henrioo]

°•*⁀➷ NOT TODAY: ZORO AND SANJI

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : "Married life with young children has several difficulties, one of which ends up being the lack of time for intimate and romantic moments. It looks like today you and your husbands will have a chance to work it out... Or not"

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : MILDLY SUGGESTIVE BUT NOTHING REAL, TRANS! MASC READER, TRANS! MALE READER, POLY RELATIONSHIP (Sanji and Zoro also date each other but it's not explicit), any mentions of pregnancy but the children look like you three so you can imagine what you want, married life, mentions about not having time for your children and partners, INTIMACY, SEXUAL TOUCHES (kissing and stuff), child wetting the bed

꒰ WC ꒱ : 1,4k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : So here another family fluff story, trying now to really go back posting so everyone can enjoy, I have a lot of stories finished so won't be a problem. Enjoy everyone, you know about fem and I thanks for the new followers I'm happy for having support in this hard time for me!

Finally, after an extremely long and tiring day at work, and with double effort of getting home and having to make up for your twins and give them all the attention you couldn't give them while you were away. You and your two husbands found yourself putting the twins in bed, finally able to take a nice hot shower and lie down on their huge bed full of blankets so they could sleep.

You were in the middle of the two men while Zoro was mumbling about muscle pain and Sanji was hugging your waist and hiding in your neck, Sanji always missed you more, since he was just at home taking care of the twins and unlike Zoro that arrived home in the afternoon, you only arrived home at night. So he always wanted to hug you a little and exchange a few kisses to satisfy the longing before you fell asleep peacefully.

You calmly stroked his blonde hair as you had your eyes closed and let your head start to relax to sleep, Zoro had one leg over yours and Sanji was curled up against you like a needy puppy, everything was exactly perfect in your perfect life with your two husbands and two wonderful daughters.

Usually the three of you slept considerably quickly, but today the mood was a little more… different. Sanji started kissing your neck, then he started with small bites and then his hand was going under your pajama shirt and starting to caress the scars from your top surgery. You mumbled a little sleepily as you opened your eyes to try and understand what your blonde husband was wanting.

“San?” You asked, a little confused about his touches, soon he was pressing his crotch against your leg.

“Dog in heat” Zoro teased and turned to grab you on the other side while staring at Sanji provocatively.

“Shut up idiot… I wasn’t the one who was jerking off in the bathroom moaning his name” Sanji huffed irritably and you smiled realizing that even after years of marriage these two still fought about everything.

“Well, I'm not the one wearing provocative clothes and sticking my ass out every time he comes over trying to get him to pay attention to me” he countered again and now they were both embarrassed for having their secrets exposed.

“Okay, okay, no fighting kids” you laughed and stroked their hair at the same time “What are you up to?”

“We miss you…” Sanji murmured and rubbed his nose against your neck while Zoro hugged your waist tightly.

"You've been a terrible husband, neglecting us..." Zoro said and bit his ear irritably.

“Sorry, I was trying to be the man of the house to support this needy housewife and the gym addict” You laughed, you always teased Sanji by calling him a housewife and you also liked to say that Zoro only pretended to work at a gym to work out all day. Of course there was no offense or criticism in this, especially because they both said that you were the impotent husband who was married to work and forced his wife to have a lover... although in this last part you were a little hurt at being called sexually impotent.

“Well… Now you managed to make two men very angry and excited” Sanji smiled mischievously as he inhaled your perfume.

“And you know that the majority always wins…” Zoro said laughing and soon you were sandwiched between the two strong men.

"Oh yes? So you two are going to make a sandwich with me and punish me for not paying attention to my perfect husbands?” You said, sighing as you felt their hands becoming bold as they began to touch you.

“Something like that…” Zoro whispered as he moved closer to finally kiss you and begin the fun.

Before you could finally make up for lost time and have a passionate and exciting night, small footsteps were heard in the hallway and the door was quickly pushed open completely. The door was always propped open in case your daughters needed to come after you during the night… And it seems that was exactly what had happened now.

You jumped in fright as you pushed the two men hard enough for them to let out groans of pain. You looked at the door and at two daughters illuminated by the hallway light that was always on. The two wore matching pajamas, although Sora's were green pajamas with yellow ducks and Kuina's were yellow with green trees. They both had blonde hair and Sanji's characteristic eyebrows, however, their skin tone was a mix of theirs and Zoro's.

Sora was sniffling and her face was swollen and wet as she carried the huge stuffed monkey she got from Luffy, while Kuina had a determined face and was holding her sister's hand tightly. They might be twins and be the same age, but Kuina always acted like an older sister for everything Sora needed, she was really similar to Zoro and the woman she was named after. Sora wasn't exactly fragile, as she had enormous strength in her fists and legs, however, she used to be more sensitive and affectionate and this resulted in many tears. Kuina also had her sensitive moments, as she always cried in children's films, but she liked to act tough and you wouldn't stop her.

"Dad! Sora wet the bed!” Kuina screamed as if declaring war and you would have laughed if you knew it wouldn't make the situation worse. When her secret was revealed, Sora cried louder and clung to her sister for shelter.

When you heard the cries and all the commotion, the three of you were already extremely awake and all the excitement had been replaced by worry for two girls. You got up faster and were soon kneeling in front of the two girls, accepting Sora who crawled into your arms, whimpering.

“Oh, honey… It’s okay, there’s no need to cry” you stroked her hair, smiling and trying to calm her down. “You did well, Kuina, but next time don't be so... Loud, your sister might be ashamed of this” you explained calmly, knowing that Kuina wouldn't take it as criticism but rather as a way to evolve.

"Serious? But there’s no need to be ashamed, Sora!” She said, patting her sister gently on the head, “Grandpa Zeff always says Daddy wet the bed a lot as a kid!” She smiled, thinking that this would help her sister to be less ashamed of the situation, which in fact happened, as Sora calmed down and looked at her sister, surprised and now calmer knowing that this was normal. In the background, you could hear Sanji muttering about how he was going to kill his father and Zoro laughing at him.

“Okay, okay, why don’t we change Sora and put you two to sleep again?” You suggested using your shirt to wipe Sora's wet face a little.

“Can we sleep with you tonight, dad?” Sora sniffed, looking at you with those tearful puppy eyes... And of course you weren't able to deny it, even if it meant that your night of wild love had gone to waste.

Some time later, you were all in bed. Sora was clean and in new pajamas, this time a yellow one with cute seaweed and of course her sister also wanted to change to match, and now she was wearing a green one, but with goldfish. Kuina was between you and Sanji already drooling over him, while Sora was curled up in a ball on Zoro's chest who held her tightly to comfort and protect her from everything. You were in the middle of the two and, every now and then, you stroked their hair just to hear your girls' soft breaths.

“Well, they told us to enjoy our honeymoon” Sanji sighed, trying to make a drama about not being able to have a night of love with the two of you, but soon he started laughing softly, making you both laugh too.

“Yeah… and you still wanted one more” Zoro laughed, thinking that if with two children it was already difficult to have a little intimacy, with three it would be impossible.

“I can't help it, I wanted a mini marimo to complete the collection” He laughed and then yawned, feeling sleep taking over him.

“We’ll think about the mini marimo later… For now, let’s just sleep and… Well, maybe these two will stay with Zeff for the weekend” you said, closing your eyes.

“Does it mean what I think it means?” Sanji asked excitedly.

“Be quiet, perverted cook,” Zoro snorted at him.

“Yes, yes, no fights or otherwise, I’ll go with the girls to Zeff” you laughed trying to threaten them.

“Well… You’re an essential part, but not mandatory…” Zoro teased and you scowled, these two were screwed with you when the three of you were finally alone.

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 7

(Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

[Masterlist]

[OT7]

{SERIES}

➺ Office CEO AU by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Pairing: CEO! BTS x worker! Reader Genre: fluff + angst + smut Summary: you work for seven CEOs who have called you into their office due to a complaint Chapters in chronological order: 10.5 -> 12.5 -> 4-6, 8.5 -> 13.5 -> 1-3 -> 7 -> 7.5 -> 8 -> 9 -> 10 -> 11 -> 12 -> 13 -> 14.5 -> 14 -> 15 -> 16…

➺ Whirlwind by secret-kpoplibrary

Pairing: Hybrid! BTS x Reader Chapters: 16/16 Genre: Fluff Summary: You wouldn’t say your life is perfect, far from it in fact, but you make the best of it anyway. But a rapidly occurring series of events in your life results in a lot of changes. Some good, some bad. It’s hard to tell when it’ll end, but you find yourself meeting new people along the way that make you feel like you can tackle just about anything that comes your guys’ way.

➺ Shadows and Wolfsbane by daydream-hobii

Pairing: BTS x Female!Reader; Alpha!Reader, Beta!Seokjin, Alpha!Yoongi, Alpha!Hoseok, Alpha!Namjoon, Omega!Jimin, Beta!Taehyung, Beta!Jungkook Genre: Poly!AU; Werewolf!AU; Shapeshifter!AU; Fluff; Angst Chapters: 20/20 Summary: Y/N is the youngest Alpha in her compound, owning a whole village. She was born by two Omegas, and originally wanted to be killed, but things were changing in her universe. At the end of the year, each Alpha can pick up to 30 new warriors, wolves that have been training, and the youngest always starts. Y/N never really chooses, asks for the ones who were unwanted such as the old or disabled. This time, she picks the strongest seven players among the warriors, and the other Alphas aren’t too happy, but she chose them for other reasons…. Hopefully, they’ll help her with the predicament she’s found herself in….

➺ Shelter Of Hope by daydream-hobii

Pairing: Hybrid BTS x Female!Reader; Human!Reader, Human!Namjoon, White Persian Cat!Seokjin, Siamese Cat!Yoongi, Border Collie!Hoseok, Calico Cat!Jimin, Australian Shepherd!Taehyung, Siberian Husky!Jungkook Genre: Poly!AU; Hybrid!AU; Fluff; Angst Chapters: 25/25 Summary: Y/N and her husband Namjoon are the proud owners of a hybrid shelter, protecting and saving as many hybrids as they can. They have a couple of their own, a cat and dog hybrid, whom they love with all their hearts. In the shelter, they gain some hybrids with trauma filled pasts, and one particular one who no one seems to want. What will happen when their little family of four turns to eight?

➺ To Build A Home by euphoricfilter

Pairing: Fox Hybrid! Jin, Human! Namjoon, Human! Yoongi, Wolf Hybrid! Hoseok, Cat Hybrid! Jimin, Wolf Hybrid! Taehyung, Fox Hybrid! Jungkook x 9-tailed fox! reader Genre: Hybrid AU || Fluff || Angst || Smut/ implied smut || Strangers to lovers AU || Best friends to lovers AU Chapters: 10/10 + Drabbles Story summary: With the government's hybrid sector hot on your tails (no pun intended), you have less than a year to solve the problem before they're legally allowed to take you in as a lab rat. What you didn't anticipate was the addition of 6 new members of your and Jin's happy duo. Luckily you both had enough love for 6 others.

[KIM NAMJOON]

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➺ God Of Destruction by jimlingss

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Words: 7434 Genre: Fluff, Angst, Light Smut, Fantasy Au Summary: Everything he touches breaks; except for you.

➺ Red by sailoryooons

☾ Pairing: Werewolf!Namjoon x f. reader ☾ Summary: For as long as you can remember, your village has been relatively normal. But when people begin to turn up dead right after a group of newcomers arrive, pieces of your past start to fall into place, and something feels familiar - particularly the quiet man who can't take his eyes off of you. ☾ Word Count: 21,148 ☾ Genre: Supernatural, thriller, smut

➺ A Very Personal Assistant by mintjoonlep

Pairing: CEO! Namjoon/ Personal assistant! Reader Length: 7K Summary: Initially, you’d been somewhat uncertain about taking a job as the personal assistant to one Kim Namjoon, particularly when part of the job description entailed potentially having a discreet sexual relationship with your boss. Without a significant other to speak of and no better paying job prospects available, you’d accepted the position. Now, nearly a year later, you’d grown adept at your job, both as an assistant and as the secret lover your boss simply can’t seem to get enough of, a feeling that was definitely mutual.

{SERIES}

➺ Accidentally in Love by happy-meo

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: Fluff, clumsy namjoon Parts: 2/2 Summary: We’ve all had our clumsy moments but what if those embarrassing moments, where we hoped no one was looking, actually led us to the right person?

[KIM SEOKJIN]

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➺ Getting Bigger by sweetwritertanya

Pairing: husband! Jin x pregnant wife! reader Genre: SMUT. With a bit of angst and fluff in the mix Word Count: 2841 Summary: You are eating less than you probably should during your pregnancy because you’re afraid of gaining even more weight. Your husband, Jin, discovers this and is incredibly angry at you.

➺ Happy Kitty by jincherie

↼pairing: Seokjin x reader ↼genre: fluff, romance, drabble, hybrid!au ↼words: 2.4k+ ↼summary: After trying to confess your feelings for two weeks after Seokjin’s birthday, you finally trap him under some mistletoe.

➺ The Leather Loafers by jimlingss

Pairing: Prince! Seokjin x reader Words: 11.2k Genre: Fluff & Humour, Cinderella!Au Summary: Yes. You went to the ball. Yes. You ran into the prince. Yes. The shoe fits. BUT-! You aren't that Cinderella bitch. THEY'VE GOT THE WRONG PERSON!

{SERIES}

➺ Expect the Unexpected by bts-reveries

pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader genre: family, fluff, crack, angst parts: 29/29 summary: Jin and his wife have been together since their third year of high school, married after eight years of dating, and now with three kids, Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul. You can say that his life was perfect. Everything was according to plan and everything fell into place. It was all he ever wanted. Now when he’s left to take care of his three kids alone while his wife is out to visit family, what happens when something falls out of place?

[MIN YOONGI]

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➺ The Missing Track by aelinad

Pairing:!Idol Yoongi x ! producer f. reader Genre: explicit romance (smut) !! MINORS DNI !! 🔞 Word count: ~ 30k Summary: Suga of BTS is on the edge, racing against the clock to finish his solo album. With just three songs left to complete and a looming deadline, he's struggling to find inspiration. In a last-minute move, his company pairs him with the highly secretive Producer K, a renowned but elusive figure in the music industry. Everyone assumes Producer K is a male, but when Suga meets the mysterious producer, he's shocked to discover that K is actually a talented and confident woman. As they collaborate, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Their chemistry is undeniable, but with a ticking clock and the pressure to deliver, can they finish the album on time? Or will their growing connection derail everything they've worked for? Secrets, passion, and music. Can Suga keep his focus, or will Producer K. change everything?

➺ Ex-things by namfinessed

pairing: Yoong x reader genre: angst (after breakup!) wordcount: (4.8k) summary: over the years, everything you've owned has belonged to yoongi and everything yoongi's owned has belonged to you but when you break up, everything is your's and everything is his but none of it belongs to the two of you anymore and both of you can't stand it.

{SERIES}

➺ Perpetual datejust by jiminrings

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 19k glimpse: when the general public hears the name min yoongi, they know him as the world-famous model who’s beyond talented in his craft. when the modeling industry hears the name min yoongi, they remember you: his resolute, firm, and sometimes rude manager who always puts yoongi’s best interests at heart — no matter what. alternatively, you’re yoongi’s manager and for the first time ever, you take a break away from him.

➺ So What? by bts-ot-7

Pairing: Hybrid Cat Yoongi x F Reader  Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au Warnings: Contains explicit language, abuse WC: 31,473 Chapters: 15/15 Summary: Running from a past that foreshadows him, Yoongi is adamant about ever turning back to his human counterpart form, in hopes that nobody would recognise him and take him away. You worked at a cafe with your best friend. As a more-than-normal day seemed to go by, you discovered something amidst your housing block. Perhaps - just perhaps, the nighttime is where the angels arrive. 

[JUNG HOSEOK]

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➺ Blue by delightfulserendipity

↔Pairing: fiancé!hoseok x female!reader. ↔Genre: angst; romance; fluff; colorblind soulmate au; ↔Warnings: themes of pain; fear; sadness; loveless relationships. ↔Synopsis: "When you fall in love, you gain the ability to see colors. What about when you fall out of love, Hobi?"

➺ Things Change by yoonpobs

pairing: Jung Hoseok x oc genre: FLUFF, established relationship words: 3, 377 summary: when you're an unlikely pair but it works

{SERIES}

➺ The Apprentice by borathae

Pairing: Magic Student!Hoseok x Magic Student!Reader Genre: Fantasy!AU, Magic School!AU, s2f2potential lovers!AU, Romance Parts: 2/2 Summary: “Being a sorcerer has always been Hoseok’s dream. So when a well-known and powerful sorceress sends out letters informing the young minds of the city of an upcoming position as her apprentice, Hoseok takes fate into his own hands and applies. The only problem is that learning the arts of magic is reserved for women. He is convinced however that hard work and effort can charm the sorceress’ heart and get him the position.”

➺ Golden Heart by daydream-hobii

Pairing: Hybrid!Hoseok x Female!Reader Genre: Hybrid!AU, fluff Chapters: 15/15 Summary: Y/N’s best friends all have hybrids, and she loves them with all her heart, but she doesn’t want to be the same as everyone. She loves hybrids, and knows her friends are kind to them, but hybrids are part human, thus they should have their own choices. Many people, unfortunately, abuse their hybrids and use them, so she tries to fight for their freedom of choice. Her closest friend, Namjoon, convinces her to rescue a hybrid so that it can be safe from harm, and her perspectives changes entirely. 

[PARK JIMIN]

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➺ The Evolution Of You And I by readyplayerhobi

; Pairing: Hybrid!Jimin x Reader ; Genre: Fluff, light angst, mentions of smut ; Word Count: 10.2k ; Warnings: Mentions of loss of virginity, discussion of sex ; Synopsis: For 15 years, Park Jimin has been in your life in some form. From childhood pen pal to the closest of friends now, you can’t imagine your life without him even if you’ve never actually met him in person. It doesn’t help that you’ve fallen for him, even across the distance that separates you. But what happens when you finally meet up and you discover he’s been keeping something secret?

➺ Only You by personasintro

→𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: jimin x reader →𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: single dad Jimin, best friends to lovers au, smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst →𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: slight nipple play, oral (female receiving), protected sex, strong language, penetrative sex →𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 11.4k →𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔; you’ve been always there for your best friend, even when he became a single dad 

➺ Star Light, Star Bright by readyplayerhobi

; Pairing: Single Dad!Jimin x Tattoo Artist!Reader ; Genre: Fluff, smut, a tiny bit of angst ; Word Count: 17.5k ; Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving), penetrative sex, light biting ; Synopsis: Life has not gone exactly how Park Jimin imagined, and yet he can’t possibly imagine his life any different to what it is now. After six hard and stressful years, he’s now the happy owner of a degree along with being the proud dad of his little girl. But what happens when he meets you and his life is tipped upside down once more?

{SERIES}

➺ Sunny Day by baepsaets

pairing: hybrid! Jimin x reader rating: sfw parts: 6/6 summary: you’re a veterinary student specializing in hybrid care when you get a call in the middle of the night that a feral hybrid has broken into the clinic where you work.

➺ The Wrong Girl by smoljimjim

>Pairing: mafia/gangmemberPJM x OC named Siri >Genre: Mafia au, exes to lovers, angst, fluff, crack/funny, happy ending >Parts: 37/37 + drabbles >Description: Bangtan mafia group were meant to kidnap someone. Unfortunately for them, they made a mistake. They got the wrong girl. But that girl counts herself lucky for being kidnapped by them because she was finally reunited with her ex-boyfriend. Park Jimin. And she can’t wait to get back at him for what he did to her. There’s a fine line between love and hate. Which line will Jimin and Siri cross after meeting again?

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

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➺ Not What It Looks Like by hobibliophile

pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff, college au Word Count: 4.4k Summary: You run into the campus clown Taehyung when he’s in a weird situation but it’s reallynot what it looks like. Turns out, Taehyung is not what he looks like either.

➺ The T-shirt Thief by jungblue

pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff, smut word count: 9,812 description: In the midst of your loneliness due to Taehyung’s absence, you decide that you need a distraction, which somehow manifests itself as going over to his apartment and stealing a t-shirt or two... or three... 

➺ Waterloo [M] by kinktae

pairing: art prodigy!taehyung x art student!reader word count: 13k genre: FLUFF, angst, light tasteful smut summary: Taehyung is a famous but pessimistic art prodigy who doesn't believe in love. You are an art student studying in Paris, who sees the world through rose-colored lens and is a certified cheesy romance film enthusiast. And this is your love story. Or, “Well, it is the city of love. Maybe you just need to fall in love."

➺ Fish are friends by httpjeon

pairing. seahorse hybrid! taehyung x reader genre. angst, smut, fluff, hybrid!au wordcount. 10,605 summary. after moving to the seaside, there is a dreadful storm. when all is clear, a man washes up on shore...only he isn’t quite human.

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

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➺ My Best Friend by smoljimjim

>Pairing: BestfriendJK x OC named Siri >Genre: light angst, fluff, happy ending >Word count: ~8000 >Description: Siri has loved Jungkook her whole life. Ever since she first saw him when she was young, she's been in love with him. He loves her too. They're best friends, after all. Siri just wishes Jungkook could see her. Wishes he could love her the way she loves him. There was just one problem though... or maybe two...NOT your typical 'best friend' story - there is a twist!

{SERIES}

➺ Baby, my baby by pjimims

◇ pairing: single dad! jungkook x reader ◇ genre: angst, fluff. parents au ◇ parts: 10/10 ◇ synopsis: “Raise my child, just for twelve months”

➺ Fan Identity by tteokggukk

✳ pairing: social media influencer! jungkook x social media influencer! female reader ✳ genre: enemies to lovers, crack, fluff, slight angst, social media au ✳ parts: 37/37 ✳ synopsis: in which you and jungkook are both famous internet celebrities that have never interacted, but share a common secret. you both have fan accounts for each other where you actively show support and express your opinions. one day, you were both nominated for the same award, social media influencer of the year. lowkey rooting for the other, you both express your opinions on your secret fan accounts as certain interactions begin to arise from a famous fan account dedicated to your “opponent” nominee.