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transhitman · 4 years ago

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Nobody asked but I wanna talk about my OC universe. Specifically the biology of the human species because I think it’s cool as fuck. Basically, homo sapiens is extinct after nuclear winter and all the fantasy races are the different evolutions of the human species with adaptations that allowed them to survive. There are 6 total and they’re all sort of like combinations of two or more more traditional fantasy races so yeah.

H. magus -- HUMANS -- Only named as such because they’re the only ones that don’t have a major outward change in physiology. They look pretty much the same but are a little bit taller on average and can have gold or purple eyes. They survived via the magic of invention and Literal Magic, and mostly stayed in one spot. They sat on resources and created pretty capitalist-leaning societies, and thus didn’t have to undergo any major changes. However, there are still enough small differences to qualify them as a different species than H. sapiens, namely that their bodies conduct magic really REALLY well.

H. bucerus -- OGRES -- Sort of like a mix between tieflings and orcs. They’re descendants of the people who were ostracized from the Human communities for whatever reason, and had to deal with radiation, harsh weather, and GIANT FREAKING SHADOW MOSTERS. Since the Human ancestors were sitting on all the resources, the proto-Ogres were forced to become nomadic. In order to survive the Badlands, their muscles became much more dense, granting them super strength. However, they also weigh twice as much as a Human of the same volume and require twice as much food. They also developed methods of dealing with cancer caused by the radiation of the world. They basically integrate tumors into their bodies as horns. They have a special type of white blood cell that specifically targets cancerous growths and forces them to the surface of the skin, where they can be removed. They also have tails, which suit their environment. There are different variants depending on the global region they’re from, each with different horn and tail types. Probably the sexiest species. They’re tall ^__^ But their size is limited to like 7ft since being too big and dense would be DISASTEROUS in the food-scarce Badlands.

H. gurges -- DWARVES -- Ok so they’re honestly more mermaid-like, but I��m trying to fit a theme with the names here. They are short, though. And most of them live in cities that are below the surface, just not a solid surface. The Dwarves are descendants of the seafaring survivors of the Pacific Ocean. There is actually a wide variety that could count as dozens and dozens of separate species, but for function’s sake they’re all under the same category. They have convergently evolved with different types of fish, getting less and less human-looking the deeper in the ocean they live. On the surface, they’re just people with fluorescent skin tones. In the Abyss, they’re barely even human. They are able to withstand enormous pressure, and notably can form symbiotic relationships with sessile sea life. Sponges and barnacles and the like often grow on their bodies, sometimes in a very stunning, very beautiful way. Though the people closer to the surface are short, those deeper in the water grow to be gigantic. One of their subspecies includes the Extremophiles, who live in the deepest part of the ocean. They can reach about 20ft in length when counting their tails. It’s unknown weather these Extremophiles age, or what they really do down there. The Dwarves outside of the deepest Abyss usually live in underwater cities, on the coast, or on floating oil rig-type things. They’re all normal.

H. hiems -- ELVES -- Elves are sort of a combination between elves, giants, and general undead creatures (skeletons lol). They’re fucking massive, and live in only the coldest areas. Their skin is usually a shade of grey, tinted by the type of mineral that is the main staple of their diet. They eat rocks. Yeah. In fact, their bodies are so fucked up and adapted to their barren environment that normal food can easily kill them. Sugar specifically is HIGHLY toxic. Because they don’t process food the same way, they’re skeletal. And 12ft tall. Basically, slenderman. Though they aren’t bald. They have pale down-like hair on their heads. They also have another strange diet habit, which developed as a result of food scarcity during the beginning of the apocalypse. They have a very different culture surrounding cannibalism. Though the consumption of entire bodies is Not A Thing anymore, having your loved ones consume small parts of your body after your death is a very important ritual. It is an acknowledgement that the soul has gone, and the body has become empty matter. The other big thing about them is their special Suit Magic, in which a symbol of one of the playing card suits appears somewhere on their body when they go though puberty. The different suits grant them different abilities, and the four suits have divided into factions which were once at war with each other. (Blood (hearts) is healing. Edges (diamonds) creates shield constructs. Blades (spades) is bolts of energy. And Fists (clubs) is bludgeoning-type weapon constructs.) However, Elves are now extremely isolated up in their mountains and tundras. Very territorial. People honestly sort of hate them cause they’re also a little bit specist.

H. invictus -- MONOS -- Mono stands for monochrome. Predictably, Monos are monochrome. Arcane albinism overwrites their natural skin tone, and instead turns them a sickly white color, tinted by their subspecies hue. Everything else on them is jet black, including their blood and organs. Or, it’s that same hue color. They’re really fucked up, honestly. They’re sort of supposed to be a mix between vampires and orcs. They’re an artificially created species, made via eugenics and dark magic. Their creators were aiming to make an unkillable army, and they sort of succeeded, but at the cost of prevalent genetic defects. Around 70% of the Mono population has some sort of disability, which really isn’t a huge problem. They’re more than capable of providing medical care and creating accessibility deceives like prosthetics and magic medicine. You can do crazy shit with technology these days! In fact Monos were engineered to be compatible with tech- oh their creators were fascist eugenicists who abused them and treated them like disposable garbage specifically because of the disabilities they themselves caused though carelessness and forced inbreeding? Well. Alright. Not how I would have done it but... Anyway, long story short, the Monos pulled a 180 at some point and broke free of all that shit. Because they’re sort of a genetic mess, they have really great healthcare out of necessity. They’re the most technologically advanced species on the planet rn, but all of their scientists are engineers and doctors, not warriors, so they’re at constant risk of being annexed by Humans. Monos also have a very low fertility rate, so the percentage of whole-blooded Monos is going way down. They’re close to being endangered at this point. Luckily, some guy figured out how to grow babies in tubes but that’s a story for another day.

H. unicus -- DOWNDEEPERS -- Ok, Downdeepers are just all the miscellaneous designs I came up with that didn’t make sense as one of the other species lol. They’re the decedents of the people who fled to the newly-formed Downdeeps cave system, which is a global system of caverns that goes really fucking deep underground. The high concentrations of magic there cause Downdeepers to mutate rapidly. No two of them are the same. They all just live in tha caves... hell yeah...

The last human species are the CHIMERAS, which are really just the people who are a cross between two or more species. They were rare at first, but they had a population boom after global travel was reestablished (somewhat, anyway).

There are a couple other inorganic races I could talk about but I’m gonna leave it there. Yeah nobody asked for this but I hope you thought it was neat. I am honestly really proud of this world I think it’s cool as hell : ) yeah. And if you’re wondering how all the species can be cohesive despite their ancestors being isolated in different parts of the world (specifically Ogres, who live on every continent and don’t have a common ancestor), that’s because of some meta shit that has to do with how magic and human will interact. Collective subconscious shit. And that would take like 3 pages to explain so like. Just go with it for now lol.

#worldbuilding #cannibalism //#eugenics //

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supertweetycherry · 5 years ago

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DIE HARD || [iv. Girl Talks and Boys]

—Pairings: BTS x OC

—Genre: BTS Mafia Au, Slight Fluff, Angst (a lot of it), Heartbreak, Thriller

—Ratings: 18+ | MA Content | R

—Warnings: Abuse, Rude Behaviour, Fighting, Blood, Death, Weapons/Blades and Mentions of Sex, Mentions of Killing.

—Summary: She belong to them. They belong to her. It’s simple as that. Period.

—Word Count: 7k

Navigations -> Masterlist || MASTERPOST <<Part 2 || Part 4>>

Chapter 3 - Girl Talks and Boys

“—the local law enforcements in South Korea are still working on the case of the famous murder mystery of the Lee Enterprise executive director, Jung Jae-hee. The case has become a global interest as it is related to the world’s most dangerous and notorious gang of the decade. Tweets, news articles and unseen videos are being surfaced around the web, with ‘Bangtan’ trending on social media. It is being speculated that the notorious group of viscous killers are residing here in America, causing fear and a state-wide panic around the country. The United States government has yet to say anything official about the rumors. Till then, the focus has been shifted onto the murder case and the increasing mafia activities in South Korea—”

Yoona hummed to herself as she sipped onto her herbal tea for the tenth time in the past hour. Her small fingers cupping the warm cup as her ears continued to pick up the words of the nearest news channels playing in the large cafeteria.

It has been few days since the actual incident and people are still continuing to hear the old, recycled news over and over again. The amount of channels covering this piece of segment for the last few days has left a large gaping hole in Yoona’s ears. She was sick, tired and exhausted of it.

Yes, a murder happened in her home country.

Yes, the victim was her former boss.

And yes, the culprits might be the worldwide famous gang called ‘Bangtan’. A native Korean gang who had appeared out of nowhere.

So what? Deal with it!

Yoona sighed loudly as she buried her face into her arms. Her ears picked up the change in the news reporter’s voice. It seemed more feminine now. Pulling her head up a bit, she glanced at the large TV as a new segment rolled in.

“—moving on, the three-day search for the two college girls in Beverly Hills has now come to an end as the local authorities here in the downtown Los Angeles, discovered a series of dead bodies in the Chinatown district of the city. A total of five girls were found, dead and tortured, with their vital organs missing from their bodies. Two of those bodies matched the description of the two missing girls while others are still unaccounted for. The bodies have started to decompose suggesting that they’ve been dead for quite a while before a citizen of Chinatown found them in a ditch near his area—”

The 26 year old groaned and rubbed her ears in frustration as the segment ate her brain up, again. She dipped her head back into her arms, pushing the warm beverage away from her fingers. Sure, she felt remorse, pity and sadness for the dead girls but it also annoyed her that her surroundings are filled with so much of negativity. It triggered her in a way that she didn’t like.

That is until... a large folder slammed onto the white table infront of her. The loud bang that erupted from it was enough for yoona’s tired, aching muscles to tense up again. She had to hold down her cup tightly before it could jump and topple down the table due to the vibrations.

“You know, a small warning would have been sufficed.” Yoona said slowly as she threw a slight glare at the person who dared to interrupt her personal ‘me-time’.

“Bitch please. You should be happy that a mere peasant like you has the honour to be in my holy presence. Not even kings can afford me.”

This only earned the intruder a mocking eye-roll from the 26 year old beauty.

“Don’t you have work to do, your highness?” Yoona mocked as her shaking nerves relaxed. She pulled herself up and continued to drink her warm tea. But it wasn’t warm anymore.

“Not when there’s juicy gossip.” Her friend smirked before shoving the said folder in Yoona’s direction. Yoona stared at it blankly. It was black in colour and looked quite thick. “It’s about Jung Jae-hee.”

“No.”

The mere mention of the late director was enough for Yoona to do a 360 turn and never look back again. She picked up her cold tea and left the small table she was sitting on.

“Yuriii...”

“No, Suzy.” Yoona ignored her friend’s whining as she dumped her cold tea through the drain before leaving the blue coloured cup in the sink. “Why are you all so obsessed with her death? People die all the time. Just get over it.”

The little shiver in the older girl’s voice should have been enough for Suzy to stop pestering her friend. But like the stubborn chick she is, Suzy continued in her voyage to tell the new juicy gossip she had discovered recently.

Yoona didn’t like it when her only friend gave her a sudden smirk before pushing her right through the fire exit’s door and right into the stairs that suddenly appeared in her view.

“Suzy!” Yoona exclaimed when she realised that the younger girl had practically kidnapped her.

“Shush.”

“But—”

“I said shush, Yuri. I need some girl time with you. And this, my friend, is the best way we can relish our old memories, considering hardly anyone looks our way these days.”

That was true. Yoona couldn’t deny that fact. They were the noisy, cheap girls of the company. No-one gave them a second glance unless they needed a one-night stand or something. Yoona wasn’t exactly sure how they gained that reputation. She had never been active in her love life unlike her friend, Suzy. Yoona had kept herself quiet, timid and hidden most of the time. Infact, she’s a pure virgin, with no skills at batting her eye lashes at any pretty boy. So, why?

“You want us to bond over a murder case?”

“No, I want us to bond over the world’s most dangerous species... boys.” The girl exclaimed, making Yoona groan.

Boys is a topic that Yoona tends to stay away from. There are just too many old and painful memories associated with them.

“Come on, don’t be a spoil sport. There are many varieties in here.” Suzy insisted as she pulled Yoona near the steel railings where they found a clean spot to sit on. The older girl didn’t like how open and wide spread the exit was. She peeked down to see an array of blue stairs leading down to the ground floor. They were designed in a zigzag formation, continuing on and on for what seemed like, forever.

It wasn’t Yoona’s first time at being kidnapped by her friend. Suzy had done that to her many times on multiple different occasions. But today, the familiar scenery of the descending stairs was unwelcoming. Not to mention, the see-through glass that acted as the walls of this passageway was too exposing and open for her taste. She could literally see the giant skyscrapers from here with a visibility record of 100%.

Yeah... Lee Enterprise is too rich for their own good.

“So, this baby here—” Suzy held up the thick folder. “—was delivered to the queen boss this morning. And like the curious, evil person I am, I snagged it before she could have a chance to read through the papers.”

Yoona raised her eyebrows at this before shaking her head in disappointment.

“No wonder files kept disappearing around Ji-Soo. She’s too dumb to notice her surroundings.”

“Exactly.” Suzy smirked before flipping through the pages. “And that is how ARIA files must have been stolen from her desk. She really needs to invest in a good secretary.”

Yoona couldn’t help but smile at this. Her uncle’s plaything ‘ARIA’ has been unresponsive for the past few days. The files continued to be missing while no-one has any idea as to what has been going on with ARIA. The large casino building is one of their major money-making sites here in the American branch.

“Anyways, back to the topic, there’s a postmortem report in this folder indicating that our lovely girl, Jung Jae-hee, might not be so innocent as we thought.” Suzy teased, flickering to a page filled with numerous Hangul symbols. “I’m not great at reading Hangul, but by the look of this, I can tell, Jae-hee had an intimate intercourse with her killer. It was right before she was killed. How exciting is that?”

Yoona was spooked by her friend’s glazed eyes.

“Exciting? How is it exciting?” She questioned.

“You very dumb dumb bimbo...” Suzy groaned, hitting Yoona on the head. “Jae-hee was known to have a special, unique taste in men. Whoever she chose to be worthy of her attention, was a diamond from the rarest mines. Think about all the boys that surrounded her. Danny, Brad, Jackson, Bambam and our very own, Taemin.”

The older girl scoffed at her eldest cousin’s name.

“Taemin had a crush on her?” Yoona asked, whacking her brain to remember all the interactions between the two people she despises.

“He still does. Why do you think this baby is here in my hands?” Suzy said in glee, pointing at the opened folder.

“So, what’s the point?”

“The point is that my dear Yuri, Jae-hee had an impeccable taste in men. Which means whoever she had sex with was just as impeccable as her taste. Wanna see who that could be? There are few delicious choices in here.”

The older girl felt scared at her friend’s weird taste in men. She wanted them to bond over a series of hot killers? No thanks.

“No.” Yoona said, shaking her head. “You seriously have a messed up kink regarding these ‘delicious choices’. I’m not interested.” She continued, standing up on her feet.

“Honey, you haven't experienced the dark, steamy side of the world of guns. So women up and sit down.” The younger girl pressured, tugging down on Yoona, forcibly. The force of the little tug, sent the older girl spiralling down onto her bottom.

“Ya!” Yoona shrieked but was ignored by the younger girl.

Suzy threw a smirk in Yoona’s direction before she opened her mouth to recite the names of the killers like an intimate, sex broadcast on a radio.

Yeah, she was that crazy.

“Suspect number one: Do Kyung-soo. Code name is D.O. Height is unknown and DOB is unknown. His occupation is being a freelance hot-headed assassin. He has a body count of 256 people including both women and children. He fights with his hands and bites with his mouth. Known to be very brutal with his victims and has a large thirst towards sex. He’s the maniac elf that even the local law enforcement can’t control.” Suzy read off the folder as Yoona sighed in defeat. She made herself comfortable on the stairs before glancing at the photo of the man that her friend was so intimately reading about.

“The guy looks normal to me.” Yoona commented, not feeling any kind of attraction from the young-ish looking boy. “He’s a bit cute, but not cute enough.”

“You hardly feel anything towards any boy, sweetheart.”

Yoona forced a smile back in her friend’s direction. If only her friend knew about the lost boys from her past.

“So, who’s next?”

Suzy gave a bright smile to Yoona. She patted the older girl in affection before flipping the page to the next person.

“Suspect number two: Kwon Ji-yong. Code name: G-dragon. He’s a sniper, mainly works for the local gang called ‘Big Bang’. But it says here, he’s known to have involved in various assassinations of high profile victims. He’s a bit old for our age but still, he has an impeccable taste in women. Who knows Jae-hee might have fucked him before she departed to hell.”

Yoona looked closely at the picture. The guy looked a bit familiar. Or was it his eyes that reminded her of someone?

“Wait...” she said slowly, letting an old memory resurface. “Isn’t he—”

“Yup. The one and only.” Suzy nodded, cutting her off with a wicked smirk. “Jae-hee must have been one lucky girl to bang one of the most wanted criminals in the world.”

Kwon Ji-yong, AKA the G-dragon, was one of the snipers who was involved in the assassination of Donald Trump, the deceased president of United States of America. The attack took place an year ago. Upon deeper investigations, it was revealed that a series of snipers and killers were hired to kill the president. It was a month of horror for all of Americans and the president himself. There were so many attacks, so many explosions, the streets were flooded with criminals trying to get to the 73 year old man. But in the end, it was the two Asian killers who managed to cut the old man off. And Kwon Ji-yong was one of those Asian killers. The only one who had his face plastered on every news channel.

“Wow..” Yoona gaped at the new information.

“I know right? When I saw him, I had the same reaction.” Suzy commented, running her fingers through the photo. “Too bad he's a wanted criminal. I would have loved to bang this beauty.”

Yoona cringed at the cliche.

“He has a tattoo.” She offered, trying to get Suzy’s glazed eyes off the photo. “A large insect tattoo.”

“So he does.” Her friend teased with a devilish smirk.

“And multiple ear piercings.”

“So he does.”

“He’s not good. He’s bad.”

“Doesn’t matter to me.” Suzy countered with another smirk. “After all, bad boys are known to bring the heaven to you.”

Yoona groaned at her friend’s infatuation with criminal boys. The very first year into their friendship, Yoona had discovered the crazy obsession of bad boys that lives inside the younger girl. It peeked out from time to time whenever the younger girl’s sexual frustration increased, which by the way was a lot of times. Maybe that’s why the 24 year old was no longer a virgin. The pure innocence was lost in a dark, steamy one night stand three years ago.

“You’re still stuck on that boy, aren’t you?” Yoona questioned when she saw Suzy fingering the little trinket in her neck. It was a little necklace piece shaped into a Bluebell, hanging dangerously close to her round cleavage. It always makes a bell like noise whenever it was moved by her fingers or her olive skin.

“Who?” Suzy asked, snapping out of her glazed look. She was still fingering the little necklace.

“You know... that tall, steamy, purple-haired sex god who let you ride him for hours and hours.” Yoona teased, finally enjoying the moment.

A small hue of red appeared on Suzy’s cheeks. Her lips curled into a small smile as a warm feeling entered her chest.

Yoona chuckled at the blushing young girl. That boy must have been very special to cause the great Bae Suzy to blush like a little girl.

“Hush... stop laughing. It’s not funny. We’re going off topic!” Suzy exclaimed, flicking at Yoona’s obvious giggling state. “Yuri, Stop!” The younger begged. “We have to focus on Jae-hee!”

“Oh come on!” Yoona whined, flicking at the folder. “I’m more interested in your steamy one night stand than this folder full of lazy criminals.” The words caused Suzy’s ears to turn red. “Come on, let me do the honours.”

A terrified look appeared in Suzy’s eyes. Before the younger girl could react, Yoona had already snatched the folder out of Suzi’s fingers before throwing it over the railings. It clattered down the small, narrow gap quietly before a loud thump was heard indicating that the thick file has touched down on the ground floor.

Suzy gaped at her friend’s actions before looking down the railings. Yoona followed the same movements, only to discover the large heap of flying papers still descending down the stairs slowly due to the air and their light weight. The black folder itself was lying limply on the bottom floor like a dead man.

“Y-you just... oh my god!” Suzy couldn’t form the words. She looked so shocked that Yoona tried not to look too guilty. Looks like her habits of being unpredictable were acting up again. “That was Ji-soo’s file you dumb child! I was gonna put it back. But now it’s...”

“Don’t worry, she’ll just think it’s lost like the ARIA files.” Yoona shrugged before pulling the younger girl away from the railings. “Now tell me more about your knight in the shinning armour.”

It’s funny how Yoona changed her mood so quickly. A moment ago she wanted nothing more than to run away from Suzy’s constant prodding into her dead boss’s case and now, she wanted nothing more than Suzy to tell her about the dreamy boy she encountered in her euphoric adventures three years ago. She didn’t even care about the giant stairwell that was now flooded with colourful photographs and Korean paperwork outlining the details of a very sensitive case around America and South Korea. Something that could put a lot of people in a tight spot.

“Please?” Yoona begged, trying not to cringe at herself. Suzy looked tormented between her friend and the file on the bottom floor. After few seconds, she sighed in defeat.

“Why do you want to know so much about my man, lady?” Suzy countered, not liking the sudden interest.

Yoona grinned to herself. I’m interested because then you will forget about that stupid murder case and not give me anymore of those painful headaches that I’m already dealing with. She played the words in her mind.

“Because I love a good romantic story.” She beamed at the younger girl. Lies. I hate romantic stories. They always end up with a sad ending. Like mine did.

“Fine.” Suzy agreed, still giving her friend a suspicious look. She clapped her hands before opening her mouth to recite the memorable night once again. But before she could, a loud noise from down below interrupted them. They both panicked as they heard a hoard of footsteps making up the staircase.

With no time to think, they sprinted out of the same fire exit door that they originally came through, just barely escaping the steely eyes of the eldest Lee child who was sprinting up the stairs to find the person who stole the files from his sister’s desk.

He grumbled when he couldn’t find anyone and stared hopelessly at the mess of photos and papers that covered the stairwell, revealing the origins of his illegal sources.

“Fuck.”

*******

“—it has now been confirmed that the missing vital organs of the girls found dead earlier in Chinatown, are up on the black market to be sold to the highest bidder. The local police force are trying to trace the source of origin, but nothing has been found yet. With this new killing spree, young girls are advised to stay in their homes until the culprit has been arrested. The death of these girls has raised awareness issues around—”

“I can’t believe he actually did that.” Jongin commented as he grimaced at the graphic pictures being displayed on the large TV. His elder brother who sat beside him also looked uncomfortable. “Hyung, you should keep him in South Korea. He’s too brutal for America.”

“I wish I could, Kai. But I might have pissed him off real bad this time.” Minseok admitted as he shivered at the screams he heard that day. He was a member of the mafia too. He has seen his fair share of murders and has indulged in various killings but bangtan?... Bangtan is on a completely different level compared to him. They were ruthless and crazy-minded.

“Where is he now?”

“Honestly speaking... I don’t know.” Minseok replied with a shake of his head. He exhaled loudly and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I have a feeling he’s still here, lurking around somewhere in the city.”

A tensed silence passed through them. Their body tensed up at the thought of their cousin still roaming around somewhere in the city. It’s dangerous for that guy to be here. The man had the most unstable mind in the group despite being the oldest and most responsible. He was an obsessed freak.

“This is too depressing for my liking.” The younger joked. Minseok couldn’t help but smile at the lame joke.

“Yeah, it is.”

There was a small pause between them, before Jongin spoke again.

“I wish Chen hyung was here. I miss him.”

The words were quiet and faint to the normal ears, but with minseok’s enhanced hearing, he heard every syllable. He also heard the painful longing that was hidden behind the tone. He looked at his youngest brother with a sad smile.

Kim Seokjin wasn’t the only one who had lost his love that night. Minseok had lost one of his little brothers that day. Kim Jongdae. He usually went by ‘Chen’. He was assigned as a bodyguard for the lovely Lee Yoona, swearing and dedicating his life to protect the girl who has once saved him when he was little.

“I miss him too, bud.” Minseok replied with the same tone. He really wanted his little brother back. But it was too late. The cheerful, playful boy was gone. He died that night, taking three shots to the chest for the very girl he was trying to protect.

Unknown to the Kim family, somewhere back in their home country, in a dark, dirty cell, a man laid on the floor, whimpering from the recent torture he has just received. His face was half burnt. His body was filled with numerous scars and painful wounds. He was shaking on the cold floor as he cried himself to sleep, thinking of only one thing. His brothers.

*******

“That was a close call.”

Yoona couldn’t agree more. She was slumped down onto her soft, leathery chair, relaxing as she closed her eyes and thought about the unexpected getaway she was involved in few hours ago. All thanks to Suzy of course.

The older girl glared at the younger girl who was invading her cubicle like a tall tree. Suzy’s eyes were focused on Yoona’s slumped state. After their hurried escape, they had separated into different directions, promising to meet up after the coast was clear.

“How can you be so relaxed, Yuri? We nearly got caught this morning!” Suzy whispered-yelled in a low voice. She was sitting on Yoona’s desk, a pile of papers acting as her cushion underneath her curved butt.

“The only thing I care about is that we escaped. And the fact that I will never let myself be kidnapped by you again.” Yoona muttered, poking a tongue out at the younger girl.

Her friend pouted.

“Oh come on!” Suzy whined. “We both know you were enjoying it.”

“Correction. You were enjoying it, I wasn’t. I was miserable.”

Wrong move.

“Fine, then be miserable forever.” The younger girl hissed before jumping off the table and leaving the workspace.

Yoona shook her head in disappointment. She was used to Suzy’s unexpected angry tantrums. Rubbing her head in complete tiredness, Yoona stood up and made her way to the furthest water station that served cold water and some cold ice cubes. Something that she truly needs to soothe the pain in her head.

Despite her bruises being healed, she still felt her body ache from time to time. The lack of a nutritional diet and her constant voyages of skipping meals produced sudden headaches and body weaknesses inside her. It sometimes affected her health in a bad way, but it doesn’t faze her even one bit. She’s careless with her existence. It’s something she has tried to work on but she never had the right motivation.

“Ahh... this feels nice.” She mutters to herself. The small bag of ice cubes was now placed against her forehead as she sipped onto the cold water quietly. The coldness from the bag was seeping into her skin, soothing the hot pain that penetrated her forehead like fire. She wanted nothing more than to fall asleep right here and then. But something stopped her.

A loud voice echoing behind her.

“ENOUGH!”

The loud volume of the voice was enough to tell her that it was coming from the nearest cabin which turned out to her uncle’s. Putting her makeshift ice bag and the water cup down, she walked further down the corridor that led to her uncle’s cabin. The curiosity cat inside her was bubbling to know the reason behind the loud voice. Her body shook in nervousness as her feet led her to a slightly ajar door. She stepped a bit closer and peaked through the small open space.

Her cousin Ji-Soo was crying as she held her right cheek with her hand. The tears that tickled down the younger girl’s face almost made Yoona regret her decision to eavesdrop. It was then her eyes travelled to the fuming figure that stood like an angry bull, pointing his angry, blazing eyes at his own daughter.

“Do you see this, Ji-Soo?” The man screeched, holding a stack of papers in her cousin’s face. “This means that someone transferred the property on their name, leaving us with no authorities over ARIA. They took possession of our one of the largest money making revenues in America. Do you know how it could affect our reputation here? Or back home? We will be mocked!”

Yoona griped the door frame a bit harder. She wasn’t surprised at the news, considering the disappearance of the property files was a dead giveaway, but she did feel a bit disappointed though. It doesn’t matter if Lee Enterprise is being controlled by her uncle right now. The company is still part of her family’s legacy. Any losses that it faces, it affected her directly. She had a sense of duty towards it. ARIA was one of the true blessings to their company. It brought a good fortune to them. So, loosing the property was a big disappointment to her.

“Appa, I swear it wasn’t my fault. I had no idea.” The younger girl whimpered as Yoona felt a pang of guilt hit her. She felt an urge to hug the girl. Despite her younger cousin’s hatred towards her, Ji-Soo was still her partially blood sister. Whether she admits it or not, they were related by blood. So, when her uncle raised her hand to hit Ji-Soo again, Yoona’s heart clenched at the sight. She held herself back from entering just in time to see another tall figure blocking the raised hand.

Taemin.

Her oldest cousin. The brother who fiercely loved his sisters except Yoona. He stood over Ji-Soo like a protective tiger.

“It wasn’t her fault.” He said firmly, gazing into the man’s eyes who gave him birth. Yoona bit her lip in silence. She felt jealous that her younger cousin is so lucky to have such a protective brother on her side. It nearly made her miss her dead sister who promised to stay by her side forever too.

“You of all people should know that Ji-Soo would never do this, dad. The files were stolen. It’s not her fault.”

The elder man huffed angrily at his son. He exhaled loudly before returning back to his seat.

Yoona felt a bit awkward standing there. She was about to move away is when her cousin’s next words stopped her.

“I know who did this.” His voice was laced with venom. “I know who stole the papers and sold them to a bidder.” There was a forced silence in the air, before he spoke again. “The Kim Industries.”

A sudden chill went down Yoona’s back. She lost the ability to breathe for a second. It’s been years since she had heard that name.

“Don’t be ridiculous. They all died that night.” Her uncle countered, grumbling to himself.

“No, not them. Their extended family. Kim Minseok.”

Yoona felt her eyes water at the familiar name. Minseok was one of the supposed brother she had when everyone was still alive. He took care of her just like her older sister. But after that night, he never got in contact with her. She figured either the man didn’t know she was alive or he hated her for killing his brothers. Four members from the Kim family died that night. It was enough for anyone to hate her, considering they all died protecting her.

“He’s been inactive for years, son.” The eldest Lee said, resting his head on his chair. Yoona could see Ji-Soo cowering in her spot on the fancy couch. “He’s an emotional mess due to his brothers deaths.”

Guilt hit Yoona like a wave of water. Was the man she considered as her older brother was really messed up due to his brothers deaths? Does that mean he hates her?

“Kim Minseok has been very much involved with everything we have neglected, dad.” Taemin’s voice echoed through the small gap. “He’s been eating off our hands without a blink from us. I just discovered his little projects.” A slam of a heavy folder sounded among the room. “He has been gambling in the mafia since the very beginning, staying under the radar to avoid us. All the projects we have been involved in, his company, Kim industries, has been snagging them one by one. And ARIA is one of them. Even after those little bastards are dead, their family line still continued to dominate us.”

The 26 year old felt her fingers grip the doorframe tightly.

“How far off is he?” There was a thick tension radiating from the room. Everything had gone so quiet suddenly.

“Far enough to topple down the lowest of our rank in the circle.”

The circle. Yoona has heard about them before. A mysterious group of leaders. The term has come up in many of her uncle’s secret conversations when she had accidentally stumble upon them. Like today.

There was a silence in the room before something creeked and the door she was leaning on, swung open, toppling her balance and crashing her down to the floor. She groaned slightly at the pain. That was until someone gripped her hair and dragged her into the room.

She bit onto her lips from screaming out.

“We have a pest here, dad.” Yoona gulped as she recognised the harsh voice of her oldest cousin. Her luck has finally ran out. “Let’s teach her a little lesson.”

Squeezing her eyes shut, she waited for the fateful slap that would grace her cheek... but after a minute of waiting, it never came. She slowly opened her eyes to see what was happening.

Taemin’s raised hand was being blocked off by another arm. The arm that was covered in a stripy grey suit with the finest material known to mankind. Only one person in the family has a taste for rare things. Her uncle.

“Leave her.” Her uncle’s firm voice cut through the thick silence. Both of his children stood gaping at the man. As for Yoona, she was surprised and shocked to hear the words. Lee Sung-Woo has never defended Yoona before. Her uncle was the one who gave his wife and children permission to torment her with verbal, physical and mental abuse. He let them break her down into bits as he watched from his throne quietly, not giving any care to his beaten and bruised niece. So, why now?

“But dad—”

“I said, leave her.” The older man repeated the words with a dark undertone to his voice. His son shivered before dropping his hand to his side. Yoona glanced at her eldest cousin, only to see him glaring at her. Something told her that she was still in the danger zone.

The elder Lee turned to face her, his light brown eyes boring into her dark ones.

“Get up, Yoona. I have a job for you.” He said, giving her a genuine smile that raised red flags in her head. His face showed the kind features he had mastered over the years while his eyes reflected his true intentions towards her.

Still stunned by his words, Yoona didn’t move from her position on the ground. She still sat on her knees, dress ruffled at places and hair pulled out into a messy hodgepodge due to her eldest cousin’s tight grip on her.

A sudden pain enveloped her when the same man applied a bit of strain onto her escaping roots, causing her to whimper softly.

“Don’t push your luck, pest.” She clenched her jaw at his words, holding herself back from bitting at him. It will sign her an eternity of pain if she ever did.

Slowly but surely, the 26 years old beauty picked herself up from the floor. She stood on her feet with shaky legs as her uncle walked back to his leather chair in the middle of the room.

“I won’t ask you how much you have heard because I know you have heard everything.” The male spoke, rubbing his hands together. “And frankly, it’s a good thing you know this now.” Yoona was puzzled by his words. “Do you remember Minseok?” She nodded which earned her a small laugh from him. “He always stuck around you and your sister like a magnet.”

Yoona bit her lips. Was he mocking her?

By now, she has been forcibly pushed onto a chair, across from her uncle’s table.

“Do you know he hates you?” Her body stiffened. “I bet this vendetta he has going on against Lee Enterprise is because of you. I mean, you were the reason for the death of his brothers after all. How can he not hate you?” Yoona felt a chill run down her back at those words. Her chest ached at the idea of Kim Minseok hating on her. She knew he did, but it hurts a lot when someone say that to her directly. “You very well know who was the target that night.” Yes, she knew. Yoona was the target. Lee Yoona and her older sister. The offspring of the current Lee family.

“And you know why he—” Before he could continue, Yoona cut him off with her hand banging on the dark polished table.

“You don’t need to tell me the past because I know what happened.” She hissed, trying to keep her tears at bay. “I know they died because of me. What do you actually want, uncle?”

A sudden pull on her hair was enough to know that his bratty children are acting up again. She could feel the long nails behind this one. It has to be her darling female cousin.

“Let her go, Ji-Soo.”

“But appa...”

“Let. Her. Go.” The younger child growled before letting go of Yoona’s hair. The 26 year old was surprised at the sudden change in her younger cousin’s behaviour. One moment she was crying and the second she’s on her feet like a wild cat, ready to tear her apart.

“What do you want from me?” Yoona demanded after a full minute of silence.

Traces of a faint smile appeared on her uncle’s lips. He pulled something out of his nearest cabinet and slapped it down onto the table infront of her. She stared at it blankly. It was a large yellow envelope about the size of an A4 page.

“I want you to go on a little trip for me. It’s indefinite of course.” He pointed to the envelope. “All your tickets, identity papers and everything else is in that envelope. You are going to be starting a new life. A new name, a new look and a new identity. Congrats Yoona, you are the new executive director of Lee Enterprise for the Korean branch. You’re going back home.”

“What?!” Three different voices in the room screamed, and Yoona was one of them.

“What do you mean?” She asked, stunned at the words he just blurted out.

His children were also looking at him in shock. Ji-soo’s hand was curled around a nearby couch pillow while Taemin’s fist was turning white due to the pressure he was applying on the chair next to Yoona.

The 26 year old flinched when the leather of the chair curved inwards at the raw strength. She looked at her uncle in obvious shock and fear.

“We need a new person to take the position. It been chaotic in our home country. Since you are practically useless to me right now, I have assigned you as the acting head. The position is yours to work with.”

“What—No!” Ji-Soo said in outrage. “That’s my position! How could you just give it to her?”

“I don’t need to explain my reasons to you, Ji-Soo.”

“But appa—” the girl looked appalled at her father.

“Leave my office. Both of you. Now.” The direct order was cold and piercing to his children’s hearts. The man who had never raised his voice on his kids, unless they did something wrong, is choosing their dirty cousin over them.

When Yoona heard the loud slams of the cabin’s door, she lifted her eyes up to the old man.

“Let’s talk in peace, shall we?”

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Meanwhile, miles away from America and right into the heart of South Korea, a dark figure, clad in the most darkest attire of an assassin, battled his way through a crowd of armed men as his silver blade pierced through their bodies one by one. With each duck and with each stroke of his blade, blood spilled out onto him like splashes of water. The oncoming rain from above hit him like bullets as he rolled on the wet pavement and slashed at yet another men. His clothing that was designed in the most expensive polymer, tightened around his lean figure as he bent, jumped and rolled under various stalls to avoid the oncoming slaughter of the real bullets, aimed directly at his prominent limbs.

“Ya, hyung!” A childish voice whined from behind him. “Hurry up and save me already. I’m hungry!” A young boy said, jingling the silver metal cuffs on his wrist. He was sitting on a nearby stall, sucking onto a lollipop as armed men surrounded him.

The boy was unfazed by the ring leader who tried to make him cower in fear.

“Pali, Pali hyung!” He whined again when the ring leader tried to take away his lollipop. “Ya! You little cockroach, let go of my lollipop or I swear I’ll stuff your butthole with them.”

The assassin who was in the middle of a trio fight, shook his head in annoyance. He bent and rolled on the ground, letting his blade do the work instead.

“Aish.. this kid.” He muttered to himself before throwing one of his trusty knives at the grubby hands of the ring leader. The old, puggy man screeched in pain as his right hand is pierced by a pointy blade in the shape of a Star. “Stay the fuck away from my brother’s lollipop!”

The said brother smiled and continued to suck on the juicy blob of sugar.

Another minute passed, and the assassin’s enemies has decreased in numbers. Bodies piled up the wet pavement as the last of the armed men fell to the ground with a sliced neck. The only one remained was the puggy ring leader and his two trusted men.

“Daebak! Hyung, your awesome!” The younger boy cheered, clapping his cuffed hands together like a teenage Pom Pom girl. His light brown hair also bounced as he jumped up and down.“I feel so proud. My hyung is the best!”

The said hyung scoffed. He has heard that line several times from the younger boy on many different occasions.

“You say the same thing to others, Jungkookie.”

“No, I don’t.” The boy lied, giving the elder a huge, innocent pout. The tongue that has now turned blue due to the lollipop he has been sucking, lapsed around his puffy lips like a little boy. “Pali, Pali! Save me and let’s go for dinner.” He whined again, pouting his lips and widening his doe-eyes.

“Aish...” The said assassin grumbled before raising his sword like a true ninja. He grit his teeth and charged at the last remaining set of men.

A minute later, all three them fell lifelessly on the ground with broken limbs. The younger bunny boy cheered, jumping on the stall like a little kid.

“Yay! Let’s go for hotdogs now!”

The assassin clad in black huffed and wiped his sword clean with his sleeves. He stashed it back into its holster behind him before tugging on his younger brother’s metal cuffs and pulling him off the stall with one hard pull.

The said boy stumbled to his feet before landing on the wet pavement with a thud. His pretty, child-like face turned into a scowl as he felt the rain water seep into his black pants.

“Hyung!” He exclaimed angrily.

“This is the only favour I’m doing for you, Jungkookie” The assassin said in a husky voice as he removed his face mask. He pulled his hood back, revealing a nest of dark orange hair. “Go back home or I’ll dob on you. Next time you get kidnapped by goons, fight your way out. Don’t call me for help.”

“But it’s fun watching you fight.” The boy whined innocently. But he stopped when he noticed his hyung’s narrowed eyes. “Fine. Whatever.”

And with that he pulled himself up on his feet, discarding the metal cuffs on the ground with no help. His hands swiped another lollipop out of his pocket before he skipped away, throwing a simple smirk over his shoulders.

“I swear I’m going to skewer him one day.” The assassin mumbled before shaking his head. Who is he kidding? The bright, sunny angel inside him would never let the dark ninja kill his maknae.

Stupid brotherly bonds.

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starcrossedyanderes · 4 years ago

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I really like your OC, Xavier. Could you share some more information about what inspired you and more worldbuilding?

So I probs mentioned this before but Xavier was created for a story collection I was doing whilst on Wattpad. It was my own retellings of some of my favorite fairy tales, cryptids, and mythology. I never completed it but I do plan to transfer what I have written on here.

Anyways, Xavier was for my take on Prince & The Pauper but instead they’re exchange students and the Prince basically takes the Pauper’s girlfriend.

But I never wrote the oneshot. I plan to later.

Besides that some of my main inspirations were those princes in usually Disney Princess movies that are usually the suitor and like “i wanna marry you” and they usually spoiled and speak in a weird accent/voice or are super ugly and the princess stands up and is all like “No! I will not marry a prince! I hate my father!” and then runs away and falls in love with a stranger and tries to marry him but his father pops up and is like “No! You can’t marry him! He’s not a prince!” but then it turns out the stranger is a long lost prince from a far away country so he can marry her.

You know exactly what I’m talking about. And that’s also my review of almost every fairytale movie in existence.

Another one was the usual Mean Girl and Sharpay. Sharpay honestly isn’t that mean of a mean girl and I love her.

Some other ones that are more obvious are the whole pretty prince with long hair in anime. But I wanted a more androgynous look going on so I only had it so the hair was part for one side/band to be longer than the other.

I think one that none of y’all would expect with the whole inspiration thing is this one.

So I was sitting there watching the cinematic masterpiece that is Kung Fu Panda 2 while wearing 2 hats and eating some poptarts when my monkey brain saw that peacock dude and thought 2 things.

1. Huh, peacock man kinda hot.

2. I should totally make a character based off that.

And that’s why Xavier got a peacock. Also he got so many animals since exotic animals are common gifts to royalty.

As for world building Colvakia’s first ruler was actually Xavier’s great grandfather. Now keep in mind I don’t know all too much of the country’s politics mentioned here and this is all a fictional story. But I gotta admit some of this is inspired by America.

So here’s how Colvakia came to be.

So this was one of those former USSR nations that became independent. Probs Croatia. They were being democratic and pretty chill. But some people were suspicious about who was getting in office since some of them didn’t seem quite all that popular but were getting votes.

Well it turns out it was all corrupt!

Capitalism basically decided who went in office. Capitalism might have gone too far.

So people were obviously mad about this but it ain’t like they were planning to be socialist again. That was a mistake as well. And they figured it obviously didn’t matter who they voted for since it didn’t effect anything anyway since it turns out the polls were being hacked. Any why would any politician fix that when it’s how they get in office?

So people said, this stupid. But boy of boy is communism stupid.

Then one person was like, what if we got a monarchy again?

And people were like, yeah. Why not.

But then they wondered who would get the throne and have their descendants take the throne as well?

So they turned to local rich philanthropist and generally nice guy Sergey Devorsky.

He was one, a rich guy who actually breeded his own peacocks without being absolutely awful to the animals, and also happened to have a relation to the Romanovs. Plus people liked him cause he a philanthropist and generally nice and smart dude.

They looked at him and said, “well, he’s basically funded a whole lot of good things by himself. Like schools and libraries. Seems like a nice guy. Might as well let him run the country.” Some people were still undecided until one guy said “one time he helped me fix my flat tire.” and then everyone agreed that Sergey was the best fit.

And then Colvakia was born.

At some point one of their friend nations was like “help! we are suffering from debt!” and Sergey being the nice and smart guy he was was like “hey, we could use more land. This is Europe, countries tend to be tiny.” So he made a deal with the country to buy some of their land.

At one point they went to war a couple of times and some countries were like, “fine!” and they joined Colvakia.

At one point they just bought Greece, cause Greece ain’t doing too good.

And they basically continued this cycle until they got to the size they are today.

#behind the scenes #xavier #colvakia #yandere #romance #prince #starcrossedyanderes

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kariachi · 6 years ago

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”So, we’re gonna start today’s Martin Mystery rewatches with The Vampire Returns. Should I have listened to more of the Young Frankenstein soundtrack during lunch in preparation? Probably. But here we are instead.

I love how this show always specifies the exact time shit starts going down. For instance, in this episode, 10:32 pm CEST

Good on Lady Soulsucker’s date for paying enough attention to notice when the girl he’s out with grows fangs and her eyes start glowing. You don’t see that often enough.

Aw and then she takes the daintiest bite of apple with teeth bigger than Date-Dude’s face.

I wonder how they got out without being noticed... can’t remember if the vampires in this episode can do the ‘turn to fog’ thing. Sure I’ll find out later.

Diana sitting there with a book and a crowd of impressed young ladies. What are you showing them, Diana? Did you make this book yourself? Did you mother write it? I can’t think of a reason for the ooo-ing and ahh-ing going on otherwise. Either that or you managed to attract a pack of lesbians and they are trying to get in your pants.

...ya know I’m kinda all for the idea that Diana has unwittingly attracted a chunk of Torrington’s lesbian population and they are all trying to smooze in the awkward way that only a young gay can manage.

Also hello Tonio, it’s nice to see you. I’m going to have to include you in this in some way, I believe, given the location and also that this is a fic for nix.

Martin, Martin, sweetie, no. You are not getting that girl. There were actual sparkles coming off her, you don’t deserve that sort’ve quality. Plus, ya know, she sounds like your brand of nerd isn’t her style. I know the saying is “aim for the moon, if you fail you’ll land among the stars” but let’s be realistic for five seconds

Tonio can see this disaster coming from a mile away.

Amber is not having it, solidly unimpressed. I’m shocked.

You think the girls at this school ever rate the boys and just, give Martin a solid 6/10 for effort and moxie alone? “We wouldn’t date him, but at least he’s entertainingly stupid.”

Amber’s look of shock and concern at the idea of Martin enjoying studying. Like she’s about to call in the Psi Psi Psi girls and Diana, clearly their moron has fallen ill. Diana, meanwhile, is just pissed and I can’t decide whether the idea that this is because Martin is lying to get a date or because ‘has he been lying for the past our entire lives’ is funnier.

Though, given we’ll be working with witch!Martin for this it’s not like he’s lying. He just doesn’t like studying, well, anything they teach at Torrington. (Although I am still a big fan of the idea that he’s perfectly bright and just doesn’t apply himself like, at all.)

Martin don’t growl at your sister, you’ll get enough chances to in season 3.

And Amber trying to let him down easy.

“Very rare, and totally irreplaceable” and you, all the way into season 2, are going to work with them, in your office, immediately after calling in Martin- known disaster and Destroyer of Projects? I swear you’d think MOM wanted her crap ruined. After a point you have no one to blame but yourself.

Martin no.

I repeat, MOM, no one to blame but yourself. Most people with an ounce of sense would stow away the shit they didn’t want destroyed when the guy who keeps destroying shit was called in.

Diana no. You’re being sent on a mission not a fucking river cruise.

Introducing, the world’s scariest tunnel of love. First condoms in the water, now people going missing, this dude is just done.

Well Lady Soulsucker just fucking demolished that place didn’t she. Godsdamn, forget shutting it down because people disappeared, shut it down because it’s officially a safety hazard.

Okay, access hatch in the ceiling, that explains that.

...Okay but Martin isn’t entirely wrong with his assessment here? Something strong and nocturnal is right on the nose, and while the werewolf and half-beast-half-humanoid (and I love he uses that word specifically) hybrid guesses aren’t quite right, they aren’t far off the mark. He brought his A game today.

Diana, darling, kids playing practical jokes generally don’t leave fair rides completely demolished in their wake. That is not a normal occurrence.

Java about to eat half-consumed food off the floor like child did Diana not teach you better than that? I wouldn’t be surprised Martin didn’t but Diana?

500 year old saliva. This is the sort’ve ridiculousness I expect from this show. What, did Lady Soulsucker not swallow, spit, or brush her teeth since she escaped her coffin? Was she going around with 500 years of no brushing on her breath? Of course she’s got vampire hypnosis it’s the only way she could get a date.

Vampire goes rwar at children, flees into the sun to escape capture. Also he may need some heavier clothes, those don’t seem to be keeping the sunlight out.

Martin no.

Billy making himself useful. Helping them follow the massive flashing clue that is the vampire’s clothing.

Martin slow your jock-ass down

Martin no, purple isn’t your color.

Okay, can I just say here that Lady Soulsucker looks fucking weird? She looks like a haunted porcelain doll. Or a shitty oc. Here, a theme song to go with her.

Question, why is there a surf shop in the middle of Paris? Is Paris big for surfing? A true French sport?

Oh, yeah, Simone, I forgot her name. It’s very French. Also dude chill.

Diana will not be stopped by some weird hyper-jealous dude.

She also, ya know, looks like a fucking corpse. But yeah, the reflection thing is your first clue something’s up.

He doesn’t see her, he doesn’t hear her, he doesn’t smell the 500-yo morning breath. I claiming him as an anosmiac by the way, the flag is in.

Welp. I can’t decide whether this feeding was more or less extreme than the last one. I mean, this time was pretty fucking hardcore, but last time she demolished an entire fair ride.

Simone, sweetie, have you considered that if you are looking for a specific guy maybe, just maybe, the way to go about it isn’t to just eat whatever random dude happens to be within hypnotizing range? Just a thought?

“He needs help, I’m going in” Martin says right after watching a guy get eaten by a vampire, proving that while he may not be the moron we deserve, he’s the moron we need. Diana, on the other hand, is a voice of reason and doesn’t deserve this shit.

Lucky those clothes were there to break your fall, Martin.

Martin, after dropping from the ceiling into a vampire’s feeding ground, alone: Don’t make me fuck your shit up! Simone, seeing this: Oh yay it’s my moron! Speak of the devil!

Am I saying Gerard was probably just as much an impulsive dumbshit as his great-x-grandson? Yes. Yes I am.

“Clever, and brave.” And a complete moron of a dork. “Just like my Gerard.”

“And just as handsome” it’s nice to see the looks keep in that family? I don’t believe Gerard got the floaty hair though, but his hair looked stupid so really Martin has the advantage there.

Vampire minions are strong, holding back Java with one hand.

Vampire true love is apparently very sparky.

Well Diana, at least you saved the watch.

Martin gets abducted by vampires, Billy immediately must run to the scene.

I’d be impressed with your strength, Java, if those doors hadn’t looked 70% fallen in before you got to them. You could’ve probably gotten the same result from a hearty cough on them.

Gerard=Martin w/o floaty hair or modern fashion. Don’t know why the portrait is in black in white.

You’d think Billy could’ve taken the thirty seconds to read a brief overview about the woman while he waited for Diana and Java, but no.

No wonder Gerard looks weird, there’s not even a splash of warm color in that outfit. And warm tones don’t do Simone any favors. Coordinate your fashion better, people, you’re vampires for fuck’s sake! What would Mike say!

How do we know about genes from a 15th century vampire? Also I note she says ‘relative’ and not ‘descendant’, but I’m not in the mood to dig into that.

Billy you are literally a galactic conqueror, but your big boy underwear on and get in the basement.

Let’s be real, Diana, that’s just a sibling thing. You go into horrible places to save them so you can give them hell about making you go to a horrible place to save them.

How many minions has Simone gotten together? Like, the clan hasn’t been renewed yet, so... When did she get the time? It’s been like 24 hours

Okay, that explains new guy A, what about B and C over there, who look like they stepped out of Robin Hood? where they sealed in with you? Is this the old crew?

Simone, queen of the night and motivational speeches.

Martin you can’t just call on a specific guy, poor thing probably had a heart attack. “Fuck, my Lady’s new consort has beef, fuckfuckfuck” but no, you just want some fucking fries. And Simone is fucking loving it.

Okay, so we know some of them sleep upside down.

It’s nice to see vampires can still be active sleepers.

Hissy vampires on all fours

Vampire!Martin is perfectly fine with being an evil trophy husband

Vampire!Martin standing there like “yeah, you rule the underworld, babe, rocking it!”

“Do you know how much grief I’ll get at Torrington if my stepbrother comes back a vampire?” Would it really be that much more than you get just for having him as a stepbrother in the first place?

A vampire lord consort and yet still, at heart, an annoying brother

Simone: Get me back my fucking moron and we’re all screwed!

Tell me that’s like, Diana or Java’s dirty sock because I’m fairly certain even Martin doesn’t deserve to have his own stuffed in his mouth

And Simone becomes a massive fucking bat beast. Fur, muzzle, little winglet-dealies, big ears, big teeth, no tail...

Okay, yeah, Java’s sock, cool

Those are some seriously dirty windows. Or, well, were.

Sunlight burns everybody but also burns Simone to fucking ash right quick. Which then removes the curse on her victims.

Also I wanna know more about this apparent vampire gene. It is of much interest, especially given next episode will be dealing with werewolves and in some folklore werewolves when killed become vampires, so...

Martin. No.

Amber really. Either you were setting him up or you yourself are dense as teak.

Oh Martin... stick with spies and monsters, honey

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staytheb · 6 years ago

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Pairing: TBZ’s Kevin x OC [Yeon] || SKZ’s Minho x OC [Seul] Genre: college!au, slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 6,060 Summary: Yeon and Seul are helping out their sorority with their fundraiser, but the two aren’t part of any of the booths, yet they somehow get involved by another party.

Warning: curse words... and... I think that’s all.

okay! the first time i put Stray Boyz together in a story! although not really interacting, but it is implied. lol Sigma Tau Beta is (stay the b, which is stray kids and the boyz’s fandom names while Beta Delta Nu is based upon their debut songs (boy by tbz and district 9 by skz) other than that that’s about it and i had fun writing this. happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

Yeon and Seul were in charged of making sure that their sorority sisters had everything they needed to run their booths proficiently for their Beta Delta Nu fundraiser for The House of Sharing. It was one of their annual events they did and wanted to make sure to raise more money than they did last year like every year. Anyways, the sisters were currently making deliveries of drinks, snacks, and materials to the six booths they were running on the school's campus. Yeon was in charge of the Dunk Tank, Karaoke Time, and the Art Gallery where as Seul managed the Intimacy Booth, Picture Time, and Snack Bar.

"Alright, here's you guys' stuff." Yeon informed her fellow members as she dropped off a large bag of items for the three girls to use who were currently running the Dunk Tank before the next set of girls took over. "Anything else?"

"Yeah." Jiyoon responded as she was free compare to the other two.

"Hmm?"

Jiyoon glanced at her mischievously before facing the line that was waiting their turn to throw the ball.

"Who ever dunks Goeun first will win a date with our very own, Lee Yeon!" Jiyoon announced happily as Yeon smacked her.

"What? That's not how it works." Yeon muttered at her harshly, but Jiyoon shrugged her shoulders with an aloof smile.

"Oh, well, it's another way we can raise money for the charity. Besides, you even offered yourself as a prize when we were discussing about it at the meeting."

"When?"

"Yesterday."

"I was joking."

"Well, it's not a joke now."

Jiyoon nudged Yeon as Yeon nudged her back out of annoyance.

"It was a sarcastic joke. I wasn't being literal."

"I know."

"Jerk."

Jiyoon laughed as Yeon nudged her once more in annoyance.

"C'mon people! Pay Minjoo to get three tries and if you get it on the first try and dunk me, you get to go on a date with Lee Yeon after this whole thing is over! Plus you'll be helping a great cause!" Goeun cheered happily as Yeon glared at her before speaking. "I'ma dunk you myself, Goeun."

Goeun stuck her tongue out at her before she suddenly felt herself descend into the water a second later.

"And it looks like we have our winner that has won a date with Yeonnie!" Minjoo announced happily while making jazz hands at the male. "Tadah!"

Yeon let out a low groan while making a face upon seeing one of the campus' heartthrobs, Kevin Moon, who was also a member of the popular fraternity, Sigma Tau Beta, standing there with a wide smile in her direction.

"Oh, would you look at that. It seems that I won on the first try." Kevin stated in a nonchalant manner with a smile.

"That's not fair! He totally front cut all of us when we were waiting longer just now!" A male shouted from the back, but Minjoo dismissed his remark.

"Kevin paid and donated a higher number than originally and was allowed V.I.P status."

Minjoo continued on with the dunking as Goeun climbed back onto the bench while Jiyoon called over Kevin. By the time he walked on over though Yeon had already disappeared.

"Um, where did she go?" Kevin asked as he and Jiyoon looked around them, but Yeon was no where in sight.

"Hmm, she probably went to finish the rest of her errands, but don't worry. You're totally guaranteed that date, Kevin." Jiyoon confirmed with a playful smile. "She may be heading over to the Art Gallery next. You'll probably catch her there."

"Alright, thanks, Jiyoon." Kevin said with a smile before waving her off and heading towards the said booth.

"Oh, yes, Seul! You're a life savior!" Ayeon stated in a relieved tone. "We just ran out of hand sanitizers and wipes."

Ayeon took the bags from Seul and sift through it to find the two items she was looking for as Seul laughed.

"That must mean it's going quite well, yeah?"

"You have no idea. Hyorin's been kissing left to right while Yewon has been hugging and kissing left to right."

"And you?"

"All the above."

Ayeon made a face while smearing on a bit of hand sanitizer as Seul laughed again.

"Well, that's good. Also, I got you guys the dragon fruit drinks y'all wanted and each of you a double fudge cookie, too. Let the other two, know, too, Ayeon."

"Got it."

"Okay, I'm gonna get going to the Picture Time since a few of the participants ran off with a few of the props. Well, from what Jimin has told me."

"Alright, thanks again, Seul."

"You're welcome."

Just as Seul was about to leave she suddenly heard her name being called by Hyorin.

"What up, Hyorin?"

"He says he wants a kiss from you." Hyorin said with a smile as she pointed at the male who Seul recognized as one of Sigma Tau Beta's popular member and a very charming one at that, Lee Minho.

"Did you tell him that I wasn't part of this booth?" Seul asked as Hyorin nodded while answering. "Yeah, but he offered this."

Hyorin held up a bank note that was clearly two times more than the asking price they had set up originally. Because of this it had halted the other participants to receive their own perks from the other two girls. Seul walked over to Hyorin, plucked the money from her hand, set it down on the table, and slid it over to Minho.

"Hi there. I'm sorry, but I'm not part of this booth and so won't be giving out any of the perks." Seul said with a feign smile. "If you would kindly leave we need to get back to our activities, please.Thank you and have a good evening."

Minho just smirked as he placed another bank note on top of the one she had pushed back at him and slid it back towards her.

"This is a fundraiser, right, Seul? You do wanna help the charity that you're trying to raise funds, right?" He asked in condescending-like tone that was more musing than patronizing.

"Yes it is and yes I wanna help out the charity that Beta Delta Nu is doing a fundraiser for."

"Then it's all for a good cause."

"Yeah, Seul. It's all for a good cause. It's really not that bad." Yewon assured her friend as Seul side glanced her before glancing back at Minho.

"You can ask the three who are helping running the Intimacy Booth as it's just the same thing."

"But don't you want my money?"

Minho picked up the two bills and slightly waved them in front of Seul in a taunting manner. Seul rolled her eyes, but kept calm.

"I, personally, don't want your money, but yes I would love your money to help out those at The House of Sharing."

"What's going on?! Can we get the line moving!" A male shouted from the back of the line which caused the quartet to glance at one another.

Ayeon came up from behind Seul and whispered in her ear. "It's just a kiss, Seul, but then again, you can if you want. You don't have to do it."

"Clearly, but he's adamant about wanting one and isn't leaving." Seul whispered back.

The other two joined in on the private conversation.

"So what do you want to do, Seul?" Hyorin asked. "I mean, I can offer the kiss or Yewon can."

"That or we both can." Yewon suggested. "We were the ones to sign up for this and the others who'll take over the next shift, but not you."

"It's whatever. How long is the kiss for?"

"Just a few seconds." The trio replied.

"How long is a few seconds?"

"Five seconds tops." Hyorin answered.

"Okay. A kiss is a kiss and if it helps our sorority and the charity, then it's a win-win." Seul gave in not wanting to drag this any long and wanting to get this done and over with.

"Just a kiss, right?" Seul asked directing the question as Minho.

He nodded.

"And then you'll leave and go on your merry way so that the others can enjoy themselves?"

Minho nodded again with a smirk.

"Fine, throw in another bill and I'll give you a kiss."

Seul said with a smirk as Minho's face turned to one of surprised before recovering with another charming smile.

"Sure."

Minho brought out a third bill and held it with the others in one hand while Seul leaned forward and grabbed his shirt to pull him towards her which caught Minho off guard by her sudden action. Seul's smirked grew wider before placing her lips against his. To the on-lookers, it seemed like forever, but to Seul she counted the seconds down before breaking the kiss and letting go of Minho's shirt. She plucked the money from out of his hand with a satisfied smile.

"Thank you for your contribution, Lee Minho! The ladies of The House of Sharing appreciate your kindness and generosity." Seul said in a customer service like voice before turning around and handing the money to Ayeon and bidding her fellow sisters a goodbye and wave.

Seul didn't bother to glance at Minho to see his reaction as she had other things to take care of.

"Hello, ladies." Yeon greeted two of the girls running the singing booth.

"Yeon! Yes! Gimme, gimmie, gimmie." Jieun chanted as she took one of the bags from Yeon and went through it to find her snacks.

"Is she okay?" Yeon whispered to the other girl, Yaxin.

"She's been picked as the sing-a-long partner since we started and she's running low on energy." Yaxin explained with a chuckle.

"Then why not take her spot for some of them?"

"She won't let me."

As if on cue, Jieun, was chosen as a sing-a-long partner and she dashed off to join the female participant without hesitation.

"See what I mean?" Yaxin said with a shrug.

"Ah, yeah, but you could have stopped her."

"I could, but I won't."

"Then why join Karaoke Time when you're not in the mood?"

"It's easier than the others and I don't really have to do anything."

"True."

"Anyways, a last minute date with the Kevin Moon, eh?" Yaxin mused while shooting Yeon a suggestive expression.

"Psh, it's not even like that and how did you even know?"

Yaxin held up her phone.

"Jiyoon put it in the group chat."

"Of course she would. I'ma dunk her in the water once this is over."

"What's wrong with the date though? Kevin's a nice guy."

"And so?"

"I thought you wanted to date? You did offered yourself as that prize for this."

"It was just a joke. A joke." Yeon huffed with a roll of her eyes. "Don't y'all get my sarcasm by now?"

"We do, but we take it seriously just to mess with ya."

"Hah, funny. Not. Anyways, I wanted to go with the flow and if it happens, it happens. Besides, Sigma Tau Beta guys are too full of themselves."

"He's actually a sweetheart and a total dork. Kinda your type."

"I don't have a type."

"Yeah, you do."

"And what's that, Yaxin?"

"A guy who's smile reaches his eyes."

"Shut up. He doesn't have nice eyes or a smile."

"It's because you don't see him like that, that's why. Also, you have him in like a few of your classes. How could you not have noticed those gorgeous smiles and eyes, hmm?"

"Because I just do my work and pay attention in class, duh."

"Girl. Sigma Tau Beta and Beta Delta Nu are associated with one another. We have a lot of social gatherings and events with one another this past year. You must be hella blind or something."

"Whatever, Yaxin. Don't care. Let's not talk about him. Do you guys need anything else?"

"Yeah, I want you and your little date-in-waiting to sing a duet."

Yaxin pointed behind her with a playful smile and Yeon turned her head to see that Kevin was in the crowd enjoying the performance of Jeonghee and the female participant. Yeon whipped her head to glare at Yaxin while backhanding Yaxin's arm.

"Hell no. I can't sing."

"He can though and he even plays the piano and guitar. Ohh, he used to play the saxophone, too."

"Not the point, Yaxin."

Just then Yeon felt her phone vibrate and went to check it before putting it away.

"Anyways, I gotta get going. Seohee, Sally and Christina need more paper and color ink. Later."

Yaxin grabbed a hold of Yeon's arm.

"Aww, but you two would be so cute singing together."

"Then you can sing with Kevin, Yaxin. Because you can definitely sing and I can't, so y'all would look cuter."

"You do know that he likes you, right?"

Yaxin finally admitted as Yeon looked at her weirdly.

"You're kidding, right? This isn't some weird attempt for your own amusing, yeah?"

"No, no. The girls and I might have well tried getting the two of you together for the past year."

"Yaxin, seriously?"

"I'm sorry, Yeon, but it's so painful to watch Kevin try to muster up the courage to ask you out, but he bails at the last second and makes a fool of himself."

"This is college, not high school, Yaxin."

"Ugh, whatever, Yeon, but I'm telling you the truth. Kevin likes you. Also, Seul mentioned that you thought Kevin was pretty cute, too, and it made it easier."

"Yeah, he's cute, but that doesn't really anything."

"Seul says that when you think someone's cute it means that you start developing a crush on them later on."

"I'ma dunk Seul in a tank of water, too."

"So you're not denying it? That's a good thing."

"No comment, but later. Need to get to the Art Gallery."

Yeon tugged her arm from Yaxin's grip and waved her off before dashing away.

Seul arrived at the photo booth and set down the bags before rummaging through them to find the props needed. After finding them she looked up to hand the items to Jimin, Yerin, or Sori, but they were preoccupy by the many people wanting to take photos.

"Hmm, this one should definitely bring in the money, but I feel bad for whoever has to upload the images and set it all up though. Oh well, it ain't me though."

Seul laughed at what she said while wondering if she should ask Sori to teach her how to actually operate a DSLR camera. It seemed fun and she wanted to at least try it once. Seul also thought that the people may have wanted an actual machine picture booth, but noticed that they were enjoying themselves with their pictures being taken by Sori. She knew Sori would capture the moments amazingly.

"Ohh, Seul! You're here." Jimin finally noticed her fellow member as she took a moment to step away from the activity going on and hugged Seul. "Please switch with me. This is so much more work than I thought."

"Uh, no."

"Oh, well. At least I tried."

Jimin removed her arms from Seul and looked over at their friends.

"Yerin is a pro, bro. She's been smiling non-stop and I thought her face might stay like that."

Seul laughed with a nod.

"Yeah, I wouldn't doubt it. She does have a sweet face."

"Are you saying I don't have a sweet face?"

"You do, but you also have a mouth on you."

"True."

Yerin then popped her head around to find Jimin.

"Jimin, get over here. Hi, Seul!"

"Hey, Yerin! I brought you your curry chicken."

"Thanks! I'll eat it later."

Jimin nudged Seul.

"What about me?"

Seul rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Don't worry. I got your banana milk and cheesecake, too."

"Aww thanks. I knew I could count on you."

"Mmhmm. Also, let Sori know I got her, her favorite snacks."

"The pudding packets?"

"Mmhmm."

"JIMIN!" Both Sori and Yerin called for the girl and Jimin finally returned to her duties.

Seul laughed at her friend while waving at Sori before feeling another presence stand beside her. She took a step to her left while casting the person a look.

"So what are you doing here?" She asked Minho.

Minho shot her a smile before looking at the people taking photos.

"I came to take a picture, of course."

"Oh, cool. Your generosity is so much appreciated."

"Is that sarcasm?"

"Nope. I'm just saying. Anyways, have fun. Sori takes amazing pictures."

Seul cast him a smile as Minho frowned at her.

"Where are you going?"

"The Snack Bar. Bye."

Just as Seul had turned away Minho reached out a hand to stop her. Seul turned her head to look at where his hand was on her upper arm before looking at him with a questioningly look.

"Won't you join me?" He asked while motioning his head towards the picture booth.

"I'm not a part of Picture Time." She clarified before giving him a suspicious look. "Just like I wasn't a part of the Intimacy Booth."

"If I pay double, then would you do it?"

"Triple it and I would."

"Are you sure you don't want my money?"

Seul ignored his question and answered with a question of her own instead.

"Do you like me or something like that?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Because you're paying an awful lot to do something with someone when they're not running that particular booth. That's why."

Before Minho could reply, the duo suddenly heard squeals from girls in another sorority gush about seeing Minho here upon arriving at the photo booth. Minho let go of Seul to greet the group of girls as they surrounded him causing Seul to be pushed away. She shook her head at the scene and left for the Snack Bar even though she caught Minho's gaze, but she wasn't gonna wait for an answer when she had better things to do.

"Yeon, can I draw on your face?" Sally asked Yeon upon seeing her bring them their supplies.

"No." Yeon deadpanned with a shake of her head.

"Please? I'm open and the other two are occupy."

"Please, Yeon. Enlighten Sally." Seohee pleaded as she was drawing a face mask on the girl opposite her.

"Yes, Yeon. Please." Christina added with a begging look "Or she'll mope about drawing on herself if there's not a customer waiting in line."

Yeon made a face as Sally shot her a puppy-eyed look.

"Please? Plus, I have no more space to draw on myself."

Yeon glanced at her friend's body to see that she was covered in colorful designs.

"So this booth isn't that busy then?"

"Oh, it's busy." Sally explained. "Just like what Christina said I draw on myself in-between the participants."

"Fine. I have nothing else to do. How much is it again?"

"Free of charge since you're a Sigma Delta Nu member. How did you forget?"

"Dunno, but okay."

Yeon sat down on the plastic chair opposite Sally and let Sally draw on her face.

"What do you want?" Sally asked as Yeon shrugged before answering. "Surprise me."

Sally smiled as she dipped her utensil in the palette with one hand before taking Yeon's chin in the other hand and having Yeon's right cheek as the canvas. After a few minutes Sally held up a handheld mirror for Yeon to see what she had drawn. Yeon cast her an annoyed look.

"Hey, you said to surprise you." Sally stated with a laugh. "And so there you go."

"Yeah, but I meant like a cat or flower, Sally. Not a crescent moon with the Sigma Tau Beta logo surrounded by three mini hearts."

"Oh c'mon. It's kinda cute. Plus I read about the whole Kevin date thing and so that's where I got inspired by the hearts and the idea of the moon was because of his last name."

"Och. You guys are so annoying. I swear."

"Anyways, Yeon. How about a waterproof airbrush tattoo?"

"A what?"

"It's a fake tattoo using the airbrush tool like they use for shirts and stuff. This one is safe to use on the skin. Look."

Sally moved her leg so that Yeon could see where she was pointing to on her lower calf of a heart design with a rose in the colors of white and blue.

"That's cute." Yeon commented.

"So do you want one?" Sally asked after returning back to position.

"Sure. Make it like yours, but I want black for the heart and gold for the rose."

Yeon held out her left arm with the palm facing up.

"I want it just above my wrist, Sally." Yeon said while indicating the spot.

"Sure thing, Yeon."

Sally grab an airbrush in one hand and the stencil in the other as she brushed on the design for Yeon. Less than a minute later it was all done.

"That looks pretty cool, but did you really have to add in his initials?" Yeon asked with a roll of her eyes. "I knew I had a feeling that something was wrong when you were using a pen to add something else."

"Of course!"

"Are we back in grade school?"

"No, but it's all for fun, Yeon."

"Oh yeah, of course, Sally. Anyways, how long does it last?"

"About two weeks, but less if you shower and scrub at it."

"Okay, I'll make sure to scrub super hard later tonight."

"Don't be mean. I work really hard."

"I know, but thanks."

Yeon thanked her while standing up.

"Thanks for being a very patient and cooperative customer." Sally thanked her with a smile as Yeon made a face.

"You're so funny, Sally, but you're welcome. Anyways, I'm going back to the house."

"Oh, you're not staying?"

"Yup. I was only in charge of delivering supplies and food when you guys need it. So, I'm going back and only come back out if ya need more stuff."

"Wow. Great support."

"Mmhmm. Just call or text me if you run out of things."

"Will do. Thanks again, Yeon."

"Yup. Bye ladies."

"Bye, Yeon!" The other two bid her goodbye as Yeon left the Art Gallery.

"There ya go, Janet. The cooler is stocked with more drinks and the containers with more hot and ready to serve food is in those containers over there." Seul said as she pointed to the section next to the cooler. "Also, Shasha and Lixin should be bringing more baked goods in a few minutes."

"Awesome. Thanks, Seul." Janet said as she handed her a guava can that Seul took.

"No problem. Oh and I exchanged your bigger bills for smaller bills and placed them in here. Just let the other girls know so that they don't lose it or try to use it."

"Got it and thanks again, Seul. Did you want anything else?"

"Ah yes. Thank you and you're welcome." Seul said as she took the offered item. "Do you still have the ube truffles and the thai tea brownies?"

"Definitely. Hold on. I'll get you both."

Janet went to collect the said items for Seul as Seul waited. After a few minutes it wasn't Janet that came back with Seul's snacks, but another B-D-N member.

"Oh, hey, Yein." Seul greeted with a smile as she took the snacks from Yein.

"Hey yourself." Yein said with a smile while showing a bubble tea drink in her other hand that she had hidden. "I also made you a pistachio boba."

"Ohh, nice. Thank you!"

Seul took a sip of the drink and relished in the taste.

"Wow. So delicious. Definitely extra yummy thanks to you."

"Of course. I always make them with extra hate."

Yein smirked as Seul smiled and took another sip.

"The best. Thanks, Yein. Anyways, I'll see you guys later. I'ma explore the rest of the booths."

"Alright and have fun, especially with kissing boys for extra the price."

"How did you find out about that?"

"Hyorin put it in the group chat since Jiyoon mentioned something about Yeon having a date with Kevin from Sigma Tau Beta."

"I haven't checked my phone, but Kevin is cute and pretty cool guy. Hopefully she won't bail on the date. As for the kissing one, it was for The House of Sharing, duh."

Yein nodded while dismissing her friend's words.

"Sure it was, Seul. Sure."

Yein cast Seul a pointed look.

"Last I remember, you wouldn't even kiss Mark from Gamma Omega Tau or Brian from Delta Alpha Upsilon. And they're just as popular as Minho of Sigma Tau Beta."

Seul shrugged in an aloof manner as Yein continued to speak.

"Oh, c'mon. You wouldn't even go on that double date with me."

"Because the guy you were trying to have me date is a total douche and such a pig."

"Okay, true once I realized he was like that since the guy I was dating at the time put in such a good word for him."

"Mmhmm."

"Alright, Seul, but you do have to admit that it was kind of bold of you to kiss Minho like that. Even if it was for a good cause."

"You can think and say whatever you want, Yein. I'm not gonna confirm anything for y'all." Seul said with a wave of her hand. "So yeah, anyways, call or text me for more supplies. I'm gonna get me an airbrush tat. Bye."

"Alright, will do. Bye."

When Yeon arrived at her sorority house she came upon Kevin who was already waiting and sitting on the front steps.

"Uh, hi." Yeon greeted him with an amused smile. "Did you run all the way here when one of them told you I would be coming back here?"

"What? No. No." Kevin answered sheepishly despite clearly trying to catch his breath and hiding the fact he did just that.

"Mmhmm." She hummed as she walked up the steps.

Yeon debated if she just wanted to ignore him and enter inside like nothing had been going on all evening, but she didn't want to seem like a total jerk for doing so. She decided to see where it would go and took a seat on the top step, but kept a good amount of space between them. Yeon glanced at Kevin who was looking down at his own feet. She decided to cut to the chase to get to the point.

"So are you gonna confess that you like me and tell me all that good stuff like they do in movies and books?"

Kevin whipped his head to look at her in surprised before glancing back down at his feet while playing with his fingers in a nervous manner. Yeon silently chuckled at his reaction and looked towards the now darkening sky. Kevin took that moment to glance on over at Yeon and followed her gaze towards the sky. His eyes returned back onto her figure and caught sight of the thing on her right face. He peered closer to inspect if his eyes was messing with him, but they weren't. Yeon felt Kevin coming closer and turned to stare at him.

"I didn't ask for this." Yeon informed Kevin. "My housemate decided to tease me and drew it. The same with this."

She held up her left arm for Kevin to see and he leaned closer to have a better view. He backed away a few seconds later while letting out an awkward, but cute laugh.

"Is it that bad?" He asked more to himself than towards Yeon.

"Not really, but if you're talking about your obvious crush on me, then I guess so if my housemates and sister are trying to push for it."

"I'm sorry if it's a burden, Yeon." Kevin apologized as he grew fluster due to his feelings and the current situation at hand. "I'm not like trying to force anything out of it or for you to like me back or anything of the sort."

"Kevin, It's fine. You're not doing anything of the sort." Yeon reassured him with a laugh. "If you were, then I wouldn't feel so overwhelmed or pressured. I just feel more annoyed with their meddling. Plus, Seul's such a big-mouth with revealing my secrets."

"Your secrets?"

"I think you're cute, too, but I don't really focus on the whole relationship thing. I never did. It was just school. family, friends, and life. I just go with the flow."

"Oh." Kevin let out in a dejected tone without noticing it as his gaze returned back to look at his feet.

"That doesn't mean we can't hang out and see if it develops into something more."

"Oh?" Kevin's tone of voice changed as he glanced at Yeon with an eager look.

Yeon nodded with a small smile.

"Just don't ask me to sing though."

"Oh, but Yaxin told me that I should though and have our date at the singing booth since you like to sing."

"Yeah, no. I can sing, but I can't sing well. Just let me tell you that." Yeon scoffed. "Forget what she said. She's wrong and doesn't know what she's talking about."

Kevin chuckled as he nodded.

"Okay. Then what do you want to do?"

"Well, I was gonna watch a movie and snack on whatever is in the fridge, but I'm assuming you would rather do something else?"

"No. We can watch a movie, but shouldn't you be around for your fundraiser?"

"Oh, I'll be around. Don't worry about that. Anyways, we can watch movies here. C'mon."

Yeon motioned with her head towards the house as she stood up.

"Unless it's too soon for you to come inside."

She chuckled with a teasing look as Kevin shook his head while also standing up.

"Nope. Not at all. Lead the way."

"Good, because I hope you like Disney and Pixar movies."

"I do. Can we watch Up?"

"Ohh, yeah, we can. I love little Russell."

Kevin happily followed Yeon inside Beta Delta Nu.

"I didn't think you could draw this well, Seohee." Seul commented after admiring the small endless knot design on her inner left wrist. "This is really cute, thanks."

"No problem. It was fun. If it was a real tattoo, then it would've hurt." Seohee stated as Seul agreed. "Oh, I know. I want one, but don't think I can deal with the pain."

"Oh, me too, girl. Me too. Anyways, did you want anything else? I thought you wanted an airbrush tattoo, too?"

"Uh, nah. It's fine. This will do. Thanks again, Seohee. See all y'all later."

"Bye." The trio bid her goodbye as they returned to the customers before them as Seul went to check out another booth.

"Hmm, where to next?" Seul wondered out loud as she left the Art Gallery and made her way in a random direction.

Too busy minding her own business Seul didn't notice that Minho had come up from behind her. Minho followed for a few seconds with a playful expression on his face. He mischievously kicked at her right heel that was in mid-step and instead of going in front of her, Seul's right foot connected with her left calf and she ended up tripping over herself. Before she could fall forward, Minho speedily walked in front of her to catch her.

"Whoa there. You alright? Gotta watch your step there." Minho said in a concern tone even though he wanted to laugh out loud.

Seul cast him a suspicious look while trying to right herself and out of his arms.

"Tell me that you didn't just trip me so I can fall into your arms, Lee Minho."

"Okay, I won't."

Seul scoffed with a roll of her eyes while moving pass Minho and continuing her walk.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Away from you."

Minho ran after her to match her pace.

"Aww, why? Did I have that big of an impression on you?"

"No."

"Is it about the girls that surrounded me earlier?"

"No. You can do whatever you want and hang out with whoever you want. I'm not your girlfriend or your mom."

"Do you though?"

Seul cast him a weird look making Minho realized what he had said.

"I meant the part about being my girlfriend. Not my mom."

Seul chuckled, but didn't answer him.

"So?"

Seul still didn't give him an answer.

"Are you just gonna go back to ignoring me then like you've done the past school year and so?"

The corners of Seul's mouth lifted, but she didn't answer the male. Minho scowled before a sudden thought flashed across his mind and his scowl turned to one of mischievousness. He instantly took a hold of Seul's hand and tugged them in the opposite direction.

"Hey!" Seul called out as she tried to keep up and not trip over her feet. "Let go of me!"

Seul tried to tug her hand out of his grip, but Minho held on firmly.

"Lee Minho."

Seul said his name, but Minho didn't respond. Too busy trying to break free, Seul didn't notice where Minho was leading the both of them until she practically ran into him when he stopped moving.

"Oof."

Minho glanced over his shoulder to cast her a smile.

"What are you smiling about? You practically dragged me from wherever I was going to go to..."

Seul trailed off as her eyes took in the Picture Time booth before returning them back on Minho.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Because you owe me some pictures."

"I don't owe you anything."

"Not even if I pay more than the amount?"

"Honestly, Minho, you can do whatever you want with your money, but you ain't trying to buy me off just to do things with you. I'm sure there are other girls who are willing to do that in my place."

"Then what do I gotta do to get your attention and for you to spend some time with me?"

"Just tell me." Seul said in a firm tone. "It's not that hard. I hate people who bullshit and like playing games. All you gotta do is get straight to the point. That's it."

Minho was quiet for a bit before nodding.

"Okay. That's it?"

"Basically."

"Alright, Seul. I like you and I wanna get to know you better."

"Okay."

"Whoa, that's fast. Just like that?"

"Mmhmm. You do you as I silently judge you while making an assessment if we're gonna go farther."

"Wow."

Minho then shot her smirk.

"What did you think of my kiss?"

"It's alright."

Minho's smirk dropped.

"What do you mean 'it's alright'? It's superb."

Seul shrugged in an aloof manner.

"I dunno, but it's okay. I dunno who's been building up your ego your whole life."

Seul chuckled after saying that and was about to make her great escape, but forgot that her hand was still in Minho's. He instantly tugged her back towards him as her body clashed against his. He immediately wrapped his arms around her to prevent her from running off.

"I declare a do-over." Minho suggested as Seul shook her head.

"Why not?"

"Because my kisses are a once-in-a-lifetime and you already had your chance."

"How else am I going to get to know you better if I can't prove to you that my kisses are superior to all the other guys you've kissed?"

Seul scoffed.

"We're not even a couple so why should you and I be kissing in the first place?"

"That can change."

"Oh, yeah?"

Seul said just to amuse him a Minho shot her a charming smile.

"You can get mad at me for doing this, but please don't hate me for the rest of our lives."

Before Seul could ask what he meant by his words she soon felt his lips on hers. Minho broke the kiss a few seconds later with a satisfied smile.

"Now you can't deny that my kisses aren't superb."

"I can definitely deny you a date though." Seul countered with a smirk before pulling him along to the photo booth to take pictures. "C'mon. Now you gotta pay nine times as much as you suggested earlier for that little stunt you pulled."

"I'm fine with that." Minho agreed as he happily allowed Seul to pull him along this time.

#staytheb #stray kids scenarios #the boyz scenarios #tbzfics #bang chan #kevin moon #moon hyungseo

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youcancallmeelle · 7 years ago

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Log cabins and sexcapades: Sweet Pea x OC (NSFW)

Life in Riverdale had gotten tense over the last two months, especially with the constant fear of the Black Hood looming over everyone and casting a shadow over everything positive.

So, as a way of escaping the anxiety of a crazed murderer for a week, my friends, my boyfriend and I were on a little retreat on the far side of Sweetwater River in the woods, a huge leap away from hooded killers, frightened teens and a Sheriff that was doing a shocking job of catching whoever it was.

It was sunny in Greendale, the grass truly was greener on the other side and the birds were chirping in harmony (something I hadn’t heard in weeks). A friend of Jughead’s, Veronica Lodge, had borrowed us her fancy log cabin in the centre of the woods as a kind favour, her and Archie had stayed behind while Betty opted to join us with her boyfriend and other Serpent associates.

According to Jughead, the cabin cost Hiram over a million dollars to have built and even had a big, private pool in the back, along with a huge garden area for parties they frequently hosted for Lodge Industries or other business ventures.

We’d travelled the short distance in a knackered van that Toni had borrowed from her Uncle Todd, we all fit in it comfortably with enough space for our few bags and supplies for the week long holiday in the cabin. We’d all become touchy towards the end of the journey, the heat becoming unbearable with six bodies crammed into a confined space in the height of summer.

Escaping to the middle of nowhere meant being at one with nature and unfortunately I wasn’t a huge fan of the outdoors and the pests it seemed to include, they were drawn to me like a magnet.

“Fuck sake, I’ve only been out of the van for two seconds and I’ve already been bitten by a stupid bug!” I seethed and hit the back of my thigh in irritation, trying to rid my skin of the critter who was attempting to feast on my blood.

“You wanna smack that ass for Daddy again?” Sweet Pea smirked teasingly down at me with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows, I grinned back and circled my arms around his neck.

“Yeah? Does Daddy like that?” I taunted back, hearing the disgusted groans coming from our friends as they unpacked the van and overheard our little conversation.

“Please, you guys, just wait until you get into your room!” Fangs whined and hauled his rucksack over his shoulder, throwing Sweet Pea our shared duffle bag and hitting him in the chest.

“Don’t be jealous, Fogarty, play your cards right and we’ll let you join us.” I beamed and he rolled his chocolate eyes, flipping me off while Sweet Pea roared with laughter.

“No amount of alcohol or money could get me into bed with you two, I don’t have the stomach for some of the things you get up to behind closed doors.” He grimaced and took Toni’s bag from her, offering to carry it since she’d overpacked and made it heavier than her.

“And open doors!” Betty added, talking about the time she’d walked in on Sweets and myself going at it in one of the stalls in the women's toilets of the Whyte Wyrm.

“Whatever you say, Fogarty.” I shrugged and turned my attention back to Sweet Pea, nuzzling under his neck and biting at his throat which evoked a groan from him.

“Man, I’m going to destroy you later.” He declared loudly, reaching behind me to shove his hand in the pocket of my tiny, denim shorts and grabbing a handful of my ass. “You’re not gonna know what’s hit you, not unless it’s my cum on your face.”

“Do you two have no shame?” Toni asked, stepping around Betty and Jughead to stroll over to us with her camera in hand, obviously planning to capture every moment of this retreat whether we liked it or not.

“Same applies to you, Toni, you can join us too.” I winked at her while Sweet Pea began assaulting my neck in front of our friends, finding my pulse point pretty quickly and sucking a bruise into the skin which I hoped would fade before we returned to Riverdale.

“Babe, you couldn’t handle me.” She informed me, looking me up and down while I smirked back suggestively.

“Fuck, I’m totally picturing you both going at it.” Fangs sighed happily from beside us, closing his eyes and holding Toni’s bag over his groin. “Holy fuck, it’s a hot thought.”

“Dude, that’s my girlfriend!” Sweet Pea growled defensively, throwing a threatening look Fangs’ way.

“You’re a pig.” Toni chided and slapped his arm in disgust, he chuckled but followed her up the driveway to the entrance of the luxurious cabin that was made from a warm shade of wood and mainly glass.

“This place is amazing!” Betty blurted and we all began to trail behind them, Sweet Pea still trying to grope my backside and kiss the sensitive parts of my neck while I giggled like a school girl.

“We’re gonna take some insane pictures, Betts. Just imagine all the prints we can make!” Jughead suggested to her and tilted his head to soak up the sun, the key to the cabin clutched in his hand.

“I know, Juggie.”

“Don’t pretend you’re here for the art, Jones. We all know you’re gonna bone Betty like no tomorrow, I bet you’re buzzing to have a room to yourself without FP being next door.” Sweet Pea bellowed, shoving Jughead in the side playfully.

“We’re not animals like you guys.” Betty retorted smartly, causing a round of ‘oooh’s’ to echo through the air from myself and our friends.

I’m pretty sure everyone’s mouths dropped open the moment Jughead unlocked the door and motioned for us to join him inside, the decor of the cabin was breathtaking and I span in a circle to take it all in.

“How the other half live, aye?” I muttered and admired the expensive art that hung on the cream walls, the fur that was draped over both of the couches and the huge TV that was on the wall with an Xbox beneath it that the boys would get plenty of use out of.

“Shotgun the biggest room!” Toni yelled and raced up the stairs with Fangs on her heels since they were both sharing with each other, it wouldn’t surprise me if they hooked up at some point this week, it was a known fact that sometimes Toni dropped her ‘more into girls’ rule and they had a friends with benefits situation going on, especially when they were going through a dry spell.

“Come on, let’s pick our room.” Sweet Pea urged and tugged on my hand, dragging me out of my daydream and pulling me up the stairs.

“Great, I bet we end up with the room next to yours, lucky us.” Jughead complained, beginning to unpack groceries into the cupboards and fridge with Betty.

“Tough shit.” Sweet Pea said back, slapping me hard on the backside as we made our way up the flight of stairs and to the second level of the cabin where we quickly found a free room which happened to be in the corner opposite the room that Toni and Fangs had chosen.

“Wow! This whole cabin is awesome, Sweets! Look how big the bed is!” I squealed happily and threw myself on the memory foam mattress after I’d kicked off my Converse, splaying my arms out with a huge amount of extra space left on the mattress. “These sheets are amazing, I need some.” I sighed and closed my eyes, sinking further into the silky, aubergine sheets.

“This is going to be the best week ever, have you seen the en-suite?” He wondered and shut the door behind us, dropping our bag to the floor and pointing to the generously sized bathroom attached to our room while kicking his combat boots off.

“We’re so making use of that shower later.” I grinned and looked through the cracked door to see a shower cubicle made from frosted glass, a huge sink within a granite countertop and a toilet. “Come here, I’ve been dying to touch you properly since we got out of that stupid van.” I reached out for Sweet Pea and he wasted no time in clambering onto the bed. He spread my lean legs with both of his calloused hands on my knees, settling between them and locking his lovely lips with mine.

“I’ve had a boner since I saw you in those shorts, baby.” He spoke against my mouth, running his hand down my side and teasing the waistband of my shorts with his fingers. “Although, you may as well not be wearing anything they’re that short.” I gasped when he began sucking at my pulse beneath my ear, gently tugging on the lobe until I decided that I wanted to be in control; it was an activity I didn’t get to indulge in very often because he was hardly ever willing to give up the dominant attitude.

Sweet Pea had just begun to descend lower down the column of my neck and to my throat, nearly sinking his teeth into the flesh before he changed his mind and kissed my jugular instead.

“Not so fast.” I breathed when he tried to reach for the buttons on my red flannel, I pushed hard enough on his chest to distract him from undressing me and I managed to lock my legs around his waist to flip us over on the bed with me settled on top of him. “You don’t get to be in control all the time.” I scolded when he began scowling at the motion of me grabbing his wrists and pinning them next to his head.

“You don’t seem to have a problem with me being in control when you’re bent over and tied to the headboard of your bed with me ploughing into you, kitten.” He smugly replied and I cracked a smile, the thought of him taking me from behind was enough to make me rock my hips against his covered erection.

“Please don’t cum in your pants, I haven’t even started having fun with you yet.” I pouted playfully and he growled, trying to move against the weight of me baring down on his wrists while continuously rolling our hips together, our underwear, his jeans and my shorts the only things between our sexes.

“Take those god damn shorts off.” He demanded and I giggled at his frustration, loosening his wrists and moving off him to plant my feet on the floor. I made sure to give him a little show as I popped the button on my shorts, wiggling my hips and turning away from him to slide them down my thighs, bending over to peel them off the rest of the way.

I could clearly feel his eyes on my scantily covered backside when I threw my shorts to the floor and I braved a glance at him from over my shoulder, he was sat up on the bed and his eyes were a deep shade of brown, darker and more primal than usual and his tongue had come out to wet his bottom lip.

“Like what you see?” I asked and pivoted on my heels, standing close to him from next to the bed and running my hand down the sharp definition of his jawline before taking one step back and beginning to slowly undo a button at a time of my flannel. “Nuh uh, hands off.” I commanded when he tried to take over and he dropped his hands to my thighs in a tight grip, his stare focused on my chest that had become revealed from beneath the shirt.

“Fuck.” He mumbled to himself when I pushed the flannel down my shoulders and I didn't even get the chance to fully remove it before he’d pulled me down to his level and latched his mouth to my naked chest, his tongue swirling over a nipple. I was extremely thankful that I’d chosen to go braless and I think Sweet Pea was too, I whimpered when he bit down on the opposite nipple and he smirked against my skin.

I chewed on my lip and climbed back on top of Sweet Pea, straddling his hips and running my warm hands beneath his t-shirt. He pushed himself up on his elbows to grab the tattered neckline of the clothing to remove it and once it was off, he threaded his fingers through my long hair, tugging me down again and greedily kissing me. I couldn’t get enough of his intoxicating taste or the feeling of his body against mine, we’d spent the majority of the drive whispering in each other's ears about what we planned to do to each other once we got here.

“I wanna sit on your face.” I revealed and pushed on his broad chest again, his back flat against the covers and feet planted firmly on the floor, he had his usual smirk plastered across his face at my desperation and need for his skilled mouth.

“Then what are you waiting for?” He provoked and I shrugged the flannel off completely, it was thrown somewhere in the room and soon Sweet Pea had grabbed my ass to guide me towards his face while I tried to push the crotch of my underwear to the side.

Unfortunately, just as I reached Sweet Pea’s chin, the sound of rowdy voices outside of our door heightened in volume and I should have expected nothing less than for one of our friends to barge in on us without knocking.

“Oh my god!” I shrieked at the action of our door being clumsily thrown open by Fangs who seemed unphased at the sight of his two friends about to engage in a sexual act and I jumped off Sweet Pea then held his discarded t-shirt to my bare chest so my breasts weren’t exposed to him.

“Bro, get the fuck out!” Sweet Pea bellowed, taking a protective stance to shield my body from his best friend and do his best to intimidate him so he’d leave us be.

“You can fuck later, come check out the pool!” He gushed and Toni appeared from behind him, her hand covering her eyes and I noticed that she was in a black, mesh bikini with what seemed to be one of Fangs’ long t-shirts over the top.

“Yeah, come on! You can bang any day of the week but you can’t swim in a millionaires pool on a regular day, let’s go!” She begged and I sighed as did Sweets, we were defeated and outnumbered.

“She’s got a point, Sweets.” I grumpily muttered, climbing off the bed with the flannel still covering my modesty. “You can leave now, we’ll meet you all down there.” I waved them away and they shouted in victory, Toni hopping onto Fangs’ back and both of them disappearing down the hall in a fit of giggles.

“I’m starting to think I’ll never not be sexually frustrated.” Sweet Pea complained from his position of the edge of the bed while he watched me get completely naked and dig my bikini from out of our bag, he was studying me intently and there was still an obvious rise in his jeans when I threw his swim trucks at his shirtless chest. “We should have just stayed home and let them all come here, at least then we could fuck in peace.”

“You’re so dramatic, we literally had sex this morning.” I laughed and pulled the triangular cups of my bikini down over my breasts, tying it at the back securely.

“That was hours ago.” He defended and stood up, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans, they fell to his ankles and he kicked them off. “Look at this.” He pointed to the front of his boxers and I had to bite my lip from laughing, his dick was almost peeking from the waistband from being so hard.

“Think of something unsexy, like Fangs’ ass.” I suggested through hidden laughter, making sure my bikini bottoms were tied tight enough so they wouldn’t come undone.

“Okay, it’s going down.” He breathed and tugged his boxers off, replacing them with his black swim trunks and I teetered over, standing on my tip toes and kissing the tattoo on the left side of his neck. “Fuck! You did that on purpose!” He exhaled when I felt him harden against my stomach once more, I bit my lip and looked between us.

“I’ll meet you downstairs once you’ve got a hold of your situation.” I told him with a sly grin, retreating backwards and away from his riled stature.

“Yeah, get out of here in that fucking bikini.” He demanded, pointing to the door.

I made my way down the staircase and out towards the back of the cabin where I could hear the sound of music and Toni yelling at Fangs for splashing her, I stepped through a set of glass, double doors and onto some decking.

“What’s all the screaming about?” I asked when I saw Toni sprawled on the poolside bed with Fangs in the water, some Clubmasters hiding his bright eyes and water droplets covering his defined torso.

“Fangs is pissing me off, he keeps splashing me with water because I won’t get in.” She told me and rested her head back, I lay on the lounger next to her with my butt in the air and chin resting on my folded arms.

“And why won’t you get in?”

“Because the chlorine fades the pink in my hair.” She replied and shielded her eyes from the sun, I hummed in response. “Where’s Sweet Pea?”

“He can’t get his dick to behave.” I muttered casually and both of them gagged, Fangs submerged himself beneath the water to escape the conversation regarding Sweet Pea and his permanent erection. “Where’s Betty and Jughead? I highly doubt they’re going at it already, there’s too much to explore.”

“You’re spot on, they picked their room and left to go for a walk, apparently they want to be out this evening to look at the fireflies.” Just as Toni spoke up of their whereabouts, Sweet Pea sauntered outside in his just swim trunks, dog tags and sunglasses.

He was tempting, he looked good enough to eat and I had to ignore the heat pooling between my thighs when my eyes were drawn to the dip of his hips and the dark trail of hair the lead beneath the material of his trunks, I so badly wanted to reach my hand in and play with him.

“I’m not even looking at you.” He told me firmly when he saw me staring and averted his eyes, spotting Fangs in the water and stepping down the pool before his body misbehaved for the hundredth time since we arrived.

“Nice of you to join us.” Fangs teased and splashed him with the water, Sweet Pea wiped his face and pushed his sunglasses up on his head. “What kept you?” Fangs played like he didn’t know what was causing Sweet Pea distress but his mischevious grin gave him away and he received a wave of water his way.

“Pass me that ball, babe.” Sweet Pea pointed to a football next to our lounger, I reached down and threw it to the boys so they could play and leave us to sunbathe.

Toni was rubbing her legs with oil that smelt like coconut and it wafted under my nose everytime she moved, she undid her bikini top and manoeuvred her arm to cover herself before turning to me.

“Can you put some tanning oil on my back, please?” Toni begged and waved a bottle of oil in my face, I nodded and kneeled up to move myself over to her side of the lounger, sitting behind her and pushing her hair over her chest as not to get it greasy.

“I’m so jealous of how fast you tan.” I told her while rubbing the oil over her shoulders, massaging it into her neck.

“The perks of having Mexican blood, babes.” She quipped and moaned when I rubbed a knot out of her back, it wasn’t until I heard the boys go quiet that I lifted my attention to them where they were still in the pool.

They were watching us and looked to be in a trance as I ran my hands down Toni’s arms, the slickness of body oil beneath my palms and thus causing her skin to project a golden sheen.

“What are you looking at?” I suspiciously inquired and they both gulped, still focused on us. “Seriously, what’s up with you both?” I pressed and stopped rubbing Toni’s shoulders, they snapped themselves out of their trances and Fangs lifted his eyes to mine.

“We probably shouldn’t be aroused at the sight of you both taking precautions against the sun, but you know, we are.” Fangs confessed pervertedly and Toni gasped, I grimaced at them both. “It’s like my fantasy of you both going at it from earlier is actually happening, feel free to continue.” He persuaded.

“You’re both disgusting, you’re such guys.” I scolded and they shrugged, Sweets moved to the edge of the pool and rested his chin on his knuckles.

“I agree with Fangs.” Sweets decided and us girls looked at each other, knowing that we had the boys exactly where we wanted them and that this could be fun.

“If Betty and Jughead prematurely come back then you can explain this was for your wank bank, Fangs.” Toni voiced, adjusting herself on the lounger so that she was kneeling opposite me still topless and on display.

“I thought you told me I wouldn’t be able to handle you in bed.” I jeered and looked her up and down, the sight of her in just some bikini bottoms making my mouth water, Toni was attractive and she knew it. I had no interest in girls or any sexual feelings but knowing that my boyfriend was getting a kick out of it was a sexy thought, it had always been a fantasy of mine to try some things with a girl and it being with Toni made me feel at ease.

“I guess we’ll see.” She purred and pushed me back, moving to straddle my hips with her short legs on either side of my body and pin my arms above my head, her lips hovered near mine before silently asking my permission to kiss me.

I lifted my head to attach my mouth to hers and we quickly fell into a rhythm of gentle kisses, I dropped my hands from over my head and they began wandering up the backs of her smooth and oiled thighs to her hips, then up over her toned stomach to grasp her face.

Toni reached behind me without breaking our kiss and tugged on the strings of my floral bikini, easily undoing them and helping me slip the top off. I swept my tongue over her bottom lip with the desire to taste more of her and she granted me access, reaching up to cup my breasts and roll her thumbs over my nipples.

Having her touch me intimately was strange but erotic because she was so used to the act of being with another woman that she knew exactly where to touch me, my head fell back against the padded lounger when she moved her mouth to my neck and lightly trailed one finger down the valley of my breasts and to the edge of my bikini bottoms.

“Holy shit.” I heard Fangs swear in awe when Toni’s hand dipped beneath the fabric and Sweet Pea uttered something too, both of them enjoying spectating us as we lived out Fangs’ dream in nothing but our bikini bottoms.

“Damn, girl. I’m not sure who wants this more, you or them.” She mocked me when she ran her finger between my lower lips, collecting the wetness on the tip of her index finger and spreading it over my clit, I bucked my hips into her hand and searched for her mouth to deeply kiss her, the ends of her pink, highlighted hair tickling my skin sensually.

She began to use her mouth to tease over my chest, her tongue flicked out to taste a nipple and I tilted my head to glance at Sweets whose eyes were locked on the way Toni was touching me, he swiped his tattooed thumb over his mouth without blinking.

Sweet Pea’s patience and easy going attitude dissipated in the blink of an eye once Toni caused me to let out a heavy moan, her finger not yet breaching me but teasing to the point where I was close to begging.

“Enough, Topaz. I’m scared you’ll change her sexuality, she’s mine.” Toni stopped on Sweet Pea’s command, the pleasure of her touch so cruelly taken away as he lifted himself from the pool and headed over to us with Fangs trailing behind us.

“No need to be so threatened, SP.” Toni remarked.

I lay back lithely and she removed herself from me, standing up to pull on the t-shirt she’d initially stolen from Fangs to cover her torso.

“That was so hot.” Fangs stated and his eyes flickered between myself and Toni, whereas Sweet Pea quickly moved to kneel between my legs on the lounger.

Both of the boys were visibly aroused and ready to move on, Fangs seemed to be hiding a pretty impressive package of his own but nothing compared to my Sweets.

“Feel free to fuck off, I highly doubt you want to see me fuck my girlfriend. Actually, I don’t doubt that but just do one, I want to enjoy her to myself.” Sweet Pea directed him without taking his eyes off me, hooking his fingers into sides of my bottoms once Toni and Fangs had dispersed to no doubt have some fun of their own.

“Did you like watching?” I asked timidly and lifted my legs for him to pull my bikini bottoms off my feet, he tossed them aside and moved down to work in a similar pattern to how Toni had.

“It was very sexy to see you squirm like that under Toni, but nobody but me will ever have the pleasure of making you cum.” He possessively answered back against the skin of my abdomen and pressed a light kiss to each of my hip bones, licking a trail up one of my thighs and kissing his way up the other until I was wriggling, pushing myself up to his face only to be met with denial. “Tell me what you want, gorgeous.”

“Your mouth.” I exhaled unevenly, reaching down to thread my fingers through his hair and scratch at his scalp. Apparently, Sweet Pea was feeling generous because he gave in and kissed me directly on my clitoris, proceeding to lick a stripe through my wet labia. “Sweets.” I moaned and arched off the lounger, not caring that we were outside in open view.

He reached up to grasp my left breast in his hand, squeezing and flicking his tongue against me in a way that made me mewl and whimper like he was performing the most barbaric act upon me.

“You’re such a good girl.” He whispered against my lower half and guided two of his slender fingers inside of my dripping channel, finally satisfying the craving to be touched.

He had every spot memorised and I stole a peek at him from where he was nestled between my thighs, he looked back at me with his mocha eyes and dug his thumbs in my thighs, pushing my legs back to get his tongue deeper inside of me.

“Sweets, I’m cumming.” I quivered against him and my knees fell to either side of his head as my orgasm washed over me in gentle waves of rapture, the moisture seeping onto his still moving fingers while he gently sucked on my clit to work me through it until the end.

He waited until I’d calmed myself down and then pressed a couple of kisses on the insides of my thighs, sitting up with dishevelled hair, cleaning his mouth with his forearm and wiping his sodden fingers on his swim trunks, his erection straining against the navy fabric.

I curved upwards to pull the material down over his hips and thighs, seven, thick inches sprang before my eyes and Sweet Pea removed the shorts so that he was completely naked with me.

“I’d return the favour but I don’t think you’ll last.” I teased him and reached to grab his length, he was hot and heavy in my hand. I managed to pump him a couple of times before he grabbed my wrist, pushing me onto my back and pulling me to him by my hips.

“I just need to be inside of you.” He enlightened me, losing his focus momentarily to get comfortable and palm himself to relieve some tension, he then ran the leaking, pink tip of himself through my lips to gather lubrication, easily slipping in. “You feel so good, baby.” He praised me and rested his hands on either side of my head to keep his weight off me, his hips rolled against mine and he buried himself to the hilt.

I kissed him hard and cried into his mouth when he hitched my legs around his hips, somehow managing to get deeper inside of me and brush against my g-spot with each paced thrust

He kissed the corner of my mouth and ran his lips over my jaw, nibbling the skin and holding me impossible close to his frame. I clawed at his shoulders, surely leaving angry, red marks that he wouldn’t be able to hide without wearing a shirt.

We ended up in a multitude of positions, the sun lounger proving to be more comfortable than a bed and I didn’t feel an ounce of guilt for us having sex on Hiram Lodge’s property, the latest position entailed me riding him like no tomorrow.

“I love the feeling of your cock inside of me, baby.” I spoke lowly and his eyes snapped shut, captivated by the feeling of my snug walls wanting to milk his thick cock for all it had and the burning need for release.

“Don’t say shit like that.” He rebuked and caught my hips in a bruising grip, the filth that left my mouth easily driving him near to climax like it always did.

He clutched my backside in his hands and moved me against him faster, his pubic bone rubbed against me and stimulated my sensitive nerve, I tangled my own fingers in my hair and arched my back, welcoming my second orgasm.

It wasn’t long before Sweet Pea had flipped us over again and was taking me from behind (his favourite position). My chest was pushed into the padding of the lounger and I’m certain that our friends would be able to hear our moans from inside of the cabin, even over their own noise that they were making.

Sweet Pea’s stamina was slowly decreasing and his own end was nearing, I began to move in synchronization with him and he grunted, dropping his head to my shoulder and curving over my body while continuing his irregular thrusts.

“I want you to finish inside of me.” I begged for the fulfilment of having him spill deep inside of me, something we didn’t delve in to often but I needed to feel him fill me with his cum, I wouldn’t get the same satisfaction if he finished somewhere on my body.

He managed for a couple of more minutes before he stiffened against my back and groaned into the curve of my shoulder, his hips stuttered to an eventual stop after he’d let out multiple spurts of thick cum into me, the feeling was severe.

Sweet Pea pulled himself out of me and I moved back to rest on him tiredly, my back pressed against his sweaty chest and I stretched an arm up to curl it around his neck and turn his face to mine for a deep kiss, he turned his attention back to between my legs where his cum was trickling down my thighs.

“Want a taste?” He asked and ran the tip of his finger through my lips, collecting up a drop of our mixed releases, I nodded eagerly and he lifted his finger to my swollen mouth.

I held his wrist and sucked on his fingers, feeling his limp dick twitch in excitement against my lower back. The combination of sweet and salty was enough to have me craving another round, Sweets too by the way his cock was now semi hard.

It was then that I knew we’d be christening every available surface in this cabin before we left and maybe delving into more activities involving Fangs and Toni, our week long getaway taking a whole different turn.

#sweet pea imagine #sweet pea smut

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galaxy-holland-blog · 6 years ago

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You and I against the world. -2

pairing: Tom Holland x OC

AU: single dad!

summary: “I love you to infinity and beyond, no matter what, above all else”

warnings: teenage pregnancy, abortion, adoption, bad language, a truckload of fluff.

part 1

The pair got in to their seats and Tom looked across to his daughter. “Alright?” He asked, reaching over and tucking some hair behind her ear. She shook her head and began to cry once more. “No! I can’t do this, dad. I can’t do this” he leaned over to her seat and pulled her into his arms. “can’t do what?” He whispered, stroking her hair and kissing her head. “Any of it. I can’t have a baby, I can’t give up a baby...I just want it all to go away” she cried.

“Sweet pea, you can make it stop. You have that choice, and nobody can take it away from you, but you have to say the words. No one is going to decide for you.”

she whimpered into her fathers chest. “Daddy?”

“Yes princess?” “Does it hurt them?” “What, princess?” “Will it hurt the baby, if I- if I...you know., like...get rid of it?” “No, darling. It won’t”

“would it make me a bad person?” She squeaked, not even wanting to think about doing this.

“Of course not, love.” She pulled away from her dad and nodded slowly. “Is that what you want to do?” He asked.

“I’m not sure. I need to sleep on it” she replied. “Ok, little one. let me know if you’ve made a decision, yeah?” she nodded slowly, clearing her throat. “and I’ll get everything sorted out” Her father added, while she kept nodding. “Tell you what, let’s go and get ice cream and forget about all this, just for five minutes, eh?” He wiped the tears from her face, and gave a loving smile. She sniffed and nodded, rubbing her nose with her sleeve. “What do you think you’re gonna get?” Tom asked his daughter, in the queue for ice cream. There were dozens of flavors, all brightly colored, speckled with chocolate chips or pieces of fruit. Tom had his eye on the mango and coconut. “I think this one, with chocolate sauce” she said with a smile, pointing to the vanilla ice cream with smarties in it.

“Ooh that looks nice. I think I’m gonna go for the mango one. Or maybe rum and raisin....Wait I can’t decide!” Tom gasped and bit his lip with mock dramatics. His daughters soft giggle rang through his ears and made his heart flutter. His sweet little girl who was his reason for living. His rock and his savior. He couldn’t quite believe that his baby was facing the same problems her mother had, seventeen years ago.

He remembered the tears and the fighting. He didn’t want it to be like that for her. He swore, on the day she was born, that she would always be loved, protected and supported, unconditionally. He’d be damned if that was a promise he couldn’t keep.

“Why are you staring at me?”

She asked with a nervous chuckle. Tom smiled. “I just can’t believe I made something so perfect” he beamed and his daughter flushed. “I’m not perfect, dad” she mumbled, rolling her eyes. He kept smiling.

“You are. You are so perfect, my darling.” Tom chuckled slightly as he spoke. “Dad! Stop!” She whined with embarrassment. Hiding her face again and shying away. “Why? I want to remind my beautiful girl that she is the most amazing human being on the planet” Tom grinned from ear to ear watching the smile creep on to his daughters face.

“I’m so lucky to have you. you turned my life around, you know that?”

“Dad! you’re embarrassing me” she whined, dragging her feet along the floor as they moved forward in the queue.

“Sorry. I love you, a lot, is all” He chuckled faintly and wrapped an arm around his daughters shoulders.

“I know, dad. I love you too.”

Mango ice cream dripped down Tom’s hand as it started to melt. he licked the stickiness off to deter the wasps from descending on to the small family. the sea breeze whipped through their hair as they both stared at the sea crashing onto the rocks a few meters away.

“when you were little, me and Nana used to bring you here. you would insist on strawberry ice cream, every time. but most of the time I’d end up giving you whatever I had, only for you to smear half on your face, and then fall asleep with it dripping down your clothes.”

the girl smiled, a faint memory of her father peeling off her ruined shirt and carrying her home in a sugar coma, replayed in her mind. “I’ve always been a diva, haven’t I?” she giggled.

“I wouldn’t say diva. spoiled brat, definitely.”

“oi! I am not spoiled!” she gasped in a sarcastic tone and stared, wide eyed, at her father.

“oh you totally are. but you’re my brat, so I’ll spoil you as much as I like” Tom stuck his tongue out at the love of his life, and went back to eating his ice cream. his daughter rolled her eyes and took a big bite out of the dessert.

“I don’t know how you can do that” her father taunted.

“do what?” she teased, knowing exactly what he meant.

“Eat it with your teeth! its freaky. is it not hurting you?”

“Not really” she smirked. Tom shook his head in disbelief

“you weirdo”

she laughed almost manically and continued to chomp on her ice cream.

one of the windsurfers caught the teens eye. the way she sped through the water, her board skipping over the waves while the sail flapped in the wind. she could feel her fathers gaze from next to her and chose to ignore it, afraid of what he might say if she acknowledged his questioning eyes.

That evening, she went to bed as usual, her father following a few hours later.

He tip toed down the hallway, trying not to wake his daughter, or Tessa, who would surely bark like mad if her slumber was disturbed. a strange sound registered with Tom as he walked past the only other occupied bedroom in the house. he took a few steps back, towards the door and he instantly recognized the sniffling and high pitched cry of his little girl. Tom’s paternal instinct took over and he rushed into the room, to see his daughter wrapped up in her duvet and shaking as she sobbed.

“sweet pea? what’s the matter darling?” he whispered in a soothing tone and crept towards her bed. “J-justin.. tex-texted m-me and-d he...he...knows the g-g-guy that I, I slept with. h-he...he...called me a sl-slut.”

“oh love...does he know about the baby?” Tom asked, carefully wrapping his arms around the girl.

“No...” she squeaked and shook her head. “but he said its over... so I guess it doesn't matter anyway” she turned her head to look at her dad. “he called me”

Tom furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “who?”

“the father”

“Oh. what did he say?” Tom pulled her closer and she whimpered quietly in his arms.

“he asked if it was true. if I was pregnant. fucking Jessie. she was the only person who knew. she told the guy, Archie. anyway... I said yeah. and that it was his...and he told me he wanted nothing to do with it.”

“sweetheart I’m so sorry” Tom whispered.

“It’s fine dad. I’m not keeping it anyway” she croaked.

Tom gave a sympathetic smile. “you sure?” he asked. she simply nodded and moved closer to her father. “Ok gorgeous. I’ll get you an appointment in the morning.” he left gentle kisses on her head and shed a few discreet tears for his little girl.

“Miss Holland?” her name was called in to a waiting room once again and she followed a nurse to a small white room, that smelled of toothpaste. before the nurse shut the door, she turned briefly back to her dad, who was not allowed to accompany her during the procedure. he gave the same short smile he always gave, and mouthed “love you”. she smiled back and trudged in to the room.

“So, miss. this will be very quick and not too painful, and you should feel right as rain by Monday. if you could change into this please” The over enthusiastic nurse handed her a white hospital gown. “I’ll be back in just a tick” she beamed, freaking the girl out a little. when the door swung shut, she began undressing and neatly folding the clothes she took off.

in the waiting room, tom sat with his leg bouncing anxiously. he was annoyed that he couldn’t be with his daughter. he felt himself well up as he questioned if she would be in pain, or be scared, with no one there to hold her hand. he mentally cursed the boy who put his baby in this situation. vowing that if he ever had a son, he would teach them to be better.

she sat on the cold leather chair, wearing her white gown, shaking with anxiety and suddenly second guessing every decision that lead her here. there were three doctors in the room, all filling out forms and laying out scary looking instruments. the curtains of the room were still open, and she looked outside.

there was an older man walking his dog, and three boys around her age, sitting on the railings, blasting tinny rap music from their Iphones. in the corner of her eye, she spotted a young couple, pushing a purple pram, with a smiley little girl sitting in it. she smiled to herself, admiring the happiness of the family.

as one of the fathers adjusted his coat, she noticed a tiny newborn, in a baby carrier. the slightly taller father leant over and kissed the baby's head, before breaking into a run with the pushchair.

“miss? are you ready?” the doctors voice shook her away from her distractions and suddenly filled her heart with regret.

“No....wait...no”

“miss?”

“I changed...I...I changed my mind. I don’t want to... I changed my mind”

“Would you like a few more minutes to think about it?”

“No! I want my dad! I want to go home!”

the girl grew more panicked by the second and one of the doctors rushed out to retrieve tom.

“that’s ok, you can change your mind, that’s fine”

the doctor tried to calm her down as Tom raced down the hallway to get to his daughter.

“angel! are you ok? i’m here, baby, i’m here.” Tom rushed over to the girl and she broke down in his arms.

“I wanna go home! I want my baby and I wanna go home!” she cried, and Tom held her tighter.

“shh, darling. it’s alright. you’ve got your baby, sweetheart. we can go home if you want to”

she wailed again, finally letting all the pressure out. “I wanna keep him! please let me keep him!” she begged her father, grasping at his shirt.

“of course, sweetheart. you can keep him, love. you can keep him”

The actor and his daughter sat in fluffy pajamas, bingeing friends and eating popcorn. there had been no more discussions since leaving the clinic. he knew the girl needed to calm down before she confirmed her decision.

“Dad?”

“yes, baby?”

“will you teach me?”

“teach you what?”

“how to look after a baby”

“of course I will, princess. we’re gonna get through this. together”

#tom holland #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland imagine #dad!tom #single dad!au

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bambyeol · 7 years ago

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Spring Day (p.1)

pairing/s: bae jinyoung x oc genre: fluff, angst, Hanahaki disease au , high school

prompt : She found the most gorgeous boy flooded with flowers.

song inspiration : Spring Day by BTS wanna one masterlist

There was a secret passageway located just a little beyond the curve of the school's oval. In between two unkempt shrubs laid a trail which led outside the school premises, and she was a regular of that passageway whenever she ditched practice for track and field, or whenever she stopped by the convenience store to buy a few snacks because the school cafeteria served food that should be checked by the local health office. She shuddered when she remembered the stray hair on top of her food the other day.

With a plastic bag full of chips and soda on her arm, and a popsicle stick on her hand, Park Seulla vanished into the thick greeneries upon exiting the convenience store. She had 15 minutes before the afternoon classes started, leisurely strolling on the path, twirling the popsicle stick and whistling to call for air on that dry, humid day.

Like an answer to her whistle, strong wind blew along with flowers that carried the scent of Spring which was weird because it was Summer. She stopped and opened her hand as a flower slowly descended onto her palm, briefly looking in the sky because it seemed like it was raining flowers except it wasn't, and slowly all the flowers reached the ground leaving only a clear view of what was ahead the trail.

There stood Bae Jinyoung - the flower boy of Lila High. It was supposed to be a metaphor, but gazing at him, the pavement flooded with flowers and with a flower petal hanging loosely on the corner of his lips, Bae Jinyoung became the flower boy literally.

Their eyes met, and the whole setting seemed drawn out of poorly conceived romance manga with all the flowers swirling in the background and them, the two lead characters intently gazing at each other, not daring to speak a word. Until, panic registered on Seulla's face a little tad late, and she dropped everything she carried, "Holy shit."

There, she realized that it wouldn't be like a normal romance manga she frequently read because the flower boy who stood in front of her, the prince whom everyone thought had everything within his fingers was afflicted with the dreaded love disease.

Hanahaki Disease.

Quickly, she swiped her phone and dialed the number for emergencies as she rushed to his aid. "Jinyoung-ssi?" Seulla squeaked totally unfamiliar with how to handle the situation in front of her.

The two of them were classmates, but all their interactions were only for convenience and facade of school works. So, she touched him with utmost uncertainty, her fingers barely grazing the ends of his shoulders. He rubbed away the flower petal, and his eyes told her that he didn't know who she was.

"I'm going to call for help," Seulla informed him and brought the cellphone to her ears, but Jinyoung immediately flicked it away and her cellphone bounced on the hard pavement. She winced as she saw a crack flicker from the distance. "That was - !" She hissed lowly and before she was even able to finish her sentence, "Please. Don't call for help," Jinyoung mumbled and threw a wheezing cough.

"Now, I really can't." Sighing, Seulla fished for a handkerchief from her pocket instead and offered it to Jinyoung who just realized his mistake. He lifted his hand, about to apologize to her, "Apologizing won't fix my broken phone. Save your breath." She rubbed his back until he was well enough to stand up properly without coughing out another flower.

By then, lunch has been long over and the 5th period was about to end. Seulla swept off the few petals that landed on her skirt, and picked up the plastic bag and her broken phone. "Uhm -" Jinyoung called out to her, his eyes directed on the pavement, not bothering to meet hers. "Thank you, and I'm sorry," hands fidgeting. She jumped towards him and met his eyes by bending her body and blocking his view of the pavement.

"Jinyoung-ssi. Do you know who I am?" Seulla inquired and his silence meant no. He averted her eyes, "Hmm. Then, I won't accept your thanks and apology," reverting to her standing position and twirling her plastic bag in a full circle.

"I'd appreciate it better if you learned my name instead. After all, we're classmates, right?" Tilting her head with a small smile for her mischief. She paced towards the school premises, formulating inside her head the excuse she should come up with for her absence.

"Seulla-ssi." Jinyoung breathe out as he stood by the side of her table as their classmates dashed out of the room because it was finally dismissal time. Seulla stopped from fixing her bag to look up and identify who called out her name because the calm and cool voice was totally not Woojin's.

"That's your name, right?" He voiced out unsurely, and she nodded with a smile forming on her lips. "I thought you forgot about it. It took you two days after all,"

"I asked around. Also, I built the courage to approach you first." He laughed softly to ease the embarrassment he felt. She slapped his shoulders to release the tension. "Are you okay now?" Her eyebrows creased, and he shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't tell anyone what I saw."

He nodded knowingly before frowning, "I'm really sorry about your phone. I panicked back there, and that was so stupid of me." He rambled along with his hands, and even though Seulla tried to explain that the phone service provider handled the issue without payment, Jinyoung didn't seem to buy it as he stood with crestfallen expression similar to that of a scolded puppy.

She crossed her arms to think of a solution, lips involuntarily protruding to the side. She clapped her palm and excitedly, "Treat me to the arcade instead?" A glint of eagerness crossed Jinyoung's face and he nodded multiple times which made Seulla question who was more excited in going to the arcade.

When Jinyoung returned with a long strip of arcade tickets that piled up almost covering his face after clearing another game's top score was the only time Seulla considered the possibility that Jinyoung was an arcade addict. Still, she didn't want to connect the two together because the softness of Jinyoung's character was thoroughly out of place on the energetic vibes of the arcade.

"Seulla-ssi! Seulla-ssi ! Look." He brandished the pile of tickets in front of her with unrestrained joy. A smile similar to his spread across her lips. "We can get that huge bear with this," he pointed to the brown bear displayed on top of the shelf which costed 500 tickets.

Seulla noticed that ever since they entered the arcade Jinyoung was eyeing the brown bear, and it surprised her how different was Jinyoung from her impression of him. She thought that he was one of those untouchable flower boys who moved with measured grace, but here he was, challenging the top prize with childlike vigor.

He looked around once again, and saw two unoccupied machines for Tekken. He tapped her shoulders excitedly and pointed to the two machines, grabbing her wrist "Let's play that next!"

Seulla forgot who invited the other to go to the arcade in the first place.

More than a few forceful tapping and rounding of the controller's buttons, Seulla turned her head towards Jinyoung who leaned comfortably on the chair, fingers touching the controller with ease and head tilting proudly from side to side as the screen emblazoned a bold 'K.O' sign.

"Yah. How can a flower boy like you turn out to be an arcade addict? This doesn't even make sense." Stretching her arms and folding it on her nape as she sunk further into the comforts of the fake leather. Jinyoung turned towards her, his eyes crinkling and lines of his eye-smile deepening as he laughed and clapped over his victory.

It seemed like the awkward atmosphere between them has finally settled, and Jinyoung's shyness has gone through the window. "It's already late. Let's go home, now?" She suggested after being notified of the time by the digital clock on the arcade screen. Jinyoung nodded, slung his bag on his shoulder and carried the tickets to the cashier where he redeemed 2 large brown bears.

She awaited by the entrance, amused how the bears almost covered Jinyoung's already small face. He handed out one of the bears to her. "Uhm. I'm sure that it really troubled you to have your phone broken.."

"so you're giving me a bear?" She hugged it with a teasing smile. Jinyoung nodded, eyebrows slightly creased with hesitation.

"I hope we could be friends." He clutched into his bear tighter.

"Jinyoung-ssi, we're already friends" raising the bear she received from Jinyoung.

They often say that Spring is the season of fateful meetings... maybe it just came a little bit later for her.

wanna one masterlist

a/n : my 2nd Hanahaki fic and now I’m finally posting something for my bias. I really don’t want to write a Hanahaki for Jinyoung because it just hurts me, but lol PAIN. anyway, contrary to my usual style of posting fics that I have already finished, this one is still incomplete and just sitting in the depths of my notepad and documents because I honestly can’t find the time to write these days >.>

I have so much school work to do which would last until early March, so this serves as a little announcement as well that I’d be posting lesser or none at all >.< but I’ll make up for it in March ! ! ! For now, I’ll just be ghost surfing in Tumblr and reading fics and building up ideas.

You can always hit me up by sending asks or messaging me ^O^

#wanna one #wanna one scenarios #bae jinyoung #bae jinyoung scenarios #wanna one imagines #bae jinyoung imagines #hanahaki au #wannable #wanna one fanfic #wanna one fic #wanna one angst #wanna one fluff #Spring Day #bae jinyoung x oc #flowers #produce 101 #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 imagines #produce 101 scenarios

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beowulfs-booty-call · 7 years ago

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Comic Ideas:

Name: I don’t know, “Hard Times”? “Don’t be gone too long?” I’m not even in the right mindset because I’m too happy to do this y’all

It’s obviously gonna bit nsfw-ish and deals with my OC Demi and how he lives being a half demon going on full in a district where the deadly sin of Lust is his calling card.

Works as a stripper, rooms with his best friend in a rather crusty apartment funded by his “madam” pimp Persephone and her husband Hades.

Despite being an incubus, he’s still very much a child, who sees the world in his rose colored glasses and makes friends in the most oddest of ways because that’s all he knows.

Problem? There’s multiple districts in the demon world underneath manhattan’s subway system, and each are ruled by demons and fallen gods / angels. Not all are pretty, not all are gonna want a happy go lucky demon/witch boy out there making friends with humans and demons. And some, well, some just want to rule the world and come back above ground again. Plus with God on the war path, what’s a stripper to do?

Scroll through the Blue Hell™ App named Rumblr and talk to his internet friends. Even in the weirdest of ways, it’s both the people in life that makes life worth living, as well as the people you talk to over the internet that makes you really find things beautiful. (Just wait till people realize he’s also a senshi-esque warrior in his dreams...)

There’s only so much info to go on with so, I’ll give some character info and base story stuff

Demi:

Real name is unknown, used to be human before Persephone found him and “changed” him into a demon via his opal choker

Fantasizes being a Sailor Senshi

Bi with a passion but after his ex, has been trying to find the “right” guy

Literal Disney prince and likes to lie under trees in the forest

Will go with you to Denny’s at 3 am

Likes to do “witchy” stuff which is just adding basil to food when he’s not feeling up to things

Has way too much time on his hands

Likes to tattoo himself with henna

Doesn’t know how to handle guys

Wants to learn how to handle guys without sounding like a complete utter animal

The Pollyanna

You can’t take him anywhere that has dogs or he will not come out.

Boft boy (Buff+Soft) who wants to be a full demon

Doesn’t understand he used to be human: his humanity is split from him and actively is looking for him to become “whole”

Has a pelt from a wolf that used to be his friend; when he died saving him from a demon, Parvati skinned the wolf in honor of its sacrifice. Demi keeps it clean and well preserved with much fervor and looks at it not unlike a statue of a warrior.

Parvati:

Goddess of hindu faith (Of love and the family) and Demi’s guardian

Pretended to be a pimp to fool others in the district: Doesn’t realize her outfit’s meaning

Really really is a wonderful mom

Happily married to the god of destruction and teaches Demi about healthy relationships

Easily overbearing but means well

Doesn’t understand “hip” terms

“How do you do, fellow flesh wearers? Oh, apologies, “How do you do, F*ckwads?” I heard this was the proper way to greet!”

When angry she becomes a fearsome opponent, and likes to use a trident / sword to her advantage

LOVES to dress up and dance, and actively teaches Demi how to dance before going off to return home.

Protectively arrives whenever she feels something’s amiss, and Demi calls her via word or by burning seals

Knows who Demi used to be in the past, but wont tell him to save him grief.

Persephone:

Supposed Goddess of the underworld and is married to her husband Hades

Demi’s mistress, likes to be in power and is a trans woman and leader of the District he lives in

Hades helped her long ago when she was abused by her father and was able to be who she is now, a powerful and fair leader in the eyes of demons and visitors.

She’s strict but fair in her actions due to being a “mother” to all in her jurisdiction and care.

Saved Demi and turned him into an incubus to keep him alive, as humans cannot live in the Districts lest they go mad or dwindle to nothingness

Knows that the true enemy exists somewhere in the districts and above ground

Wants to bring the Underground to above ground and rule her people in the skies above

Has not aged for a millennia

Is touch sensitive so Hades cannot “touch” her, he wears gloves and respects her distance and trauma that she’s working to get through

Don’t fuck with her and don’t try to weasel yourself out of her promises, she’s a very elegant woman but she knows just “what” you may deserve.

Fimbulvetr:

Buff dude, holy shit my G he’s a tree

He’s literally a tree as in he was once a sacred tree that was transformed into a person due to the evil spirits that was sealed into him

UNREQUITED LOVE TO A CERTAIN DEMON BOY; Or is it?

Long hair, tattered jacket, seems to be the bara version of the Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz

Coincidentally loves the Wizard of Oz and wishes to read it someday, if a certain boy doesn’t already read to him a bit here and there.

Lonely guardian of a forbidden forest only few know, and one of them continues to break the laws of the dimension by trespassing

Supposed “descendent and son” of Odin

Wears an eyepatch to seal the hole in which the evil spirits try to escape

Should he fall, the demons within will try to use him as a shield and a puppet, whispering dark words to coax him into giving up

Fear of abandonment

Stubbornly sweet under the veneer of being a total walking wall

Doesn’t speak much, his talking “hat” who is the soul of a spirit who escaped his eye does the talking for him, when he’s not around a certain someone

Carries a spear named Gungnir

“You’re bleeding, Forest Bum.” “Tis but a scratch, hat” “Scratch my ass, call your boyfriend and heal yourself up before you die.”

And this is just a little bit of it!

Join Demi in:

Dealing with boys!

Magical nonsense!

Strip nonsense!

How not to dress in public

Gay demons!

Making friends with a lesbian gang leader of the Wrath district

Learning to dance!

Dreams of utmost importance

Daily life of a demon stripper just trying to make ends meet!

Hard times that end up a bit better than it found you

How the fuck did you use dawn for the dishwasher stop don’t to--

Laundry being a bitch

“Quick I’m out of water, can I drink your nut”

“Out of every single organism I’ve studied, I’ve yet to understand the physics of your ass” “Magic.”

Lots of chai lattes and saying hi to human friends online

RUMBLR DRAMA OF THE SEASON

“OP Is a demophobe, drink holy water”

Other shit I can’t think of rn because I NEED to do this instead of just pictures dudes.

I don’t even know how I’m gonna do this and at how much time because I can’t make a schedule per say, but hey! This is what I wanna do! It’s gonna be shitty af in comparison but I’ll try my best, yeah?

#Thanks for reading!#I have noooo idea how I'll do this but!#We're gonna try!#Me stuff #OC: Demi

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inkdreamt · 7 years ago

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TAGGED BY: @hopestolen I TAG: @auradonsxking, @aerokinesiiss, @decorazones, @heirofheroes, @inherited-vanity, @rebel-princess-raven, @soimamisfit, @siimplymad, @unhooked RULES : answer the questions in a new post and tag some blogs you wanna get to know better!

A- age: 24 B- birthplace: Michigan C- current time: 12:50 am. D- drink you had last: water (because I’m lame and out of soda) E- easiest person to talk to: pretty much anyone F- favorite song: No idea, but I listen to a lot of Google Translate Sings. G- grossest memory: Probably when an escalator tried to eat my knee. H- horror yes or horror no: no. i mean, I can watch them, but I don’t like them. Zombie horror, hard no. There is no force on this world that will make me watch it. I- in love?: nope J- jealous of people: nope K- killed someone: no L- love at first sight or should i walk back by again?: I like to believe in the idea of love at first sight. Call me a romantic. M- middle name: Lynne N- number of siblings: 1 full sister, 2 half brothers, 2 half sisters. 5 in total. O- one wish: All the Descendants and D2 merch. P- person you called last: my mom Q- question you’re always asked: Do I ever stop thinking about rping? R- reason to smile: dogs/cats/rp partners S- song you sang last: True Love by Dove Cameron T- top 3 fictional characters: Mal from Descendants, Zenon Kar from Zenon Girl of the 21st Century, Anya from Anastasia (who I know was suppose to be based on a real character, but let’s face it, she’s about as OC as can be) U- underwear color: tan, I’m boring V- vacation: haha, you think my job gives me enough time fora vacation? W- when’s your birthday: June 25th X- x-rays: The last one I had was sophomore year of college when my ankle swelled to about double its size and I couldn’t walk on it. Had to use crutches for like two weeks. Still no idea what happened to it. Y- your favorite food: Concrete Mixer from Culvers Z- zodiac sign: Cancer

#ooc obviously #about the mun

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ddproductionsw77 · 8 years ago

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Summer Plans (Riarkle Future One-Shot)

Fandom: Girl Meets World

Pairing(s): Riarkle (Main), Corpanga, Stuart x Jennifer, Joshaya (hinting), Zaydora (Cuz, like, why not, honestly?)

Characters: (Main) Riley Matthews and Farkle Minkus, (Supporting) Cory Matthews, Topanga Lawerence-Matthews, Stuart Minkus, Jennifer Bassett-Minkus (Minor/Mentioned) Maya Hart-Hunter, Shawn Hunter, Katy Hunter, Will Hunter(OC), Lucas Friar, Zay Babineaux, Auggie Matthews, Ava Morgenstern, Josh Matthews, Eric Matthews, Morgan Matthews, Amy Matthews, Alan Matthews, and Isadora Smackle

Rating: T

Description: Riley and Farkle are engaged and it’s great… It is! It’s just maybe, a little, not-great that they’re families still don't know? But summer is here and everyone is getting together; the news has to come out one way or another.

Author’s Note: So, technically, this one-shot is a part of my canon future Riarkle one-shot collection. If you want, read the other pieces in that collection, if not… Engaged Riarkle is still always cute, am I right?

“Daddy, it’s only been a week!” Riley Matthews exclaimed over the phone, looking across the kitchen to Farkle with an exasperated expression. “Yes, I’m sure we met for lunch last week.” She paused before her eyes widened, “No, no, I am excited to see you tomorrow! I’m just saying it’s not been that long.”

Farkle laughed as he listened in, moving over to start cutting peppers.

The brunette glared and quickly flipped him the bird before resting her hand over the receiver. Cory Matthews’ rambling could just barely be heard as his daughter mouthed, ‘Kill me now!’ and only made the young genius laugh harder.

“Daddy, I got to go!” Riley finally exclaimed, throwing her hand up. “Yeah, dinner’s almost ready so I will see you, and everyone else, tomorrow. Yes, I promise. I love you, too. Okay, bye, Daddy. Bye. Sleep well, too? Uh, yes, now goodnight, Dad!”

She pulled the phone back, crushing the ‘end’ button.

“Nice chat?” Farkle asked, tipping the cutting board into a pan to begin cooking.

The girl just groaned and tossed the phone aside. Riley then moved across the kitchen, wrapping her arms around the boy’s waist and laying her head against his shoulder blades. “Can we just run away? I don’t wanna go tomorrow.”

“You don’t want to see Maya?” Farkle asked, frying the peppers and glancing over at the cooking rice.

Riley scrunched up her face in his t-shirt, “Maya already knows!”

…That Farkle and Riley were engaged.

In fact, the blonde had actually known about the whole thing before Riley herself. Farkle had wanted to make it perfect and had called on Maya for help. Of course, the actual proposal could not have gone more wrong but Riley had still said yes.

The girl began twisting the ring on her finger around and around. How could she have not?

She’d say it again and again, over and over because of course she and Farkle were going to get married. Riley had always known that to some degree, she just wasn’t so sure her family or his would think the same way she did.

“I know,” He admitted, sighing and turning in her arms to face her. “But our families have to find out eventually.”

“Do they, though?” Riley asked, quirking an eyebrow which Farkle kissed with a chuckle. The brunette sighed heavily, leaning into his touch.

After a moment, Farkle stiffened slightly, “Wait, do you really think your parents will be mad?”

Riley rolled her eyes, bring the hand with her ring up to rest on his cheek, “Love, they got engaged at their high school graduation, there’s not much they can say.” She pulled him down, lightly kissing his lips before speaking against them, “What, uh, about your parents?”

“Furious,” He pecked her lips, “Absolutely livid,” Another quick kiss, “But who cares?”

Riley’s hands dropped to his chest, pushing him softly away from her as she groaned, “Farkle-“

“I want to marry you, Riley.” Farkle quieted her, taking her hands in his and pressing his lips to the ring glittering on her knuckle. The girl smiled softly, a little giggle escaping her lips, “My parents' approval or disapproval isn’t going to change that.”

Looking up at him with that look of utter adoration that she reserved for their special moments like this, Riley slowly nodded, “Always, right?”

Ducking to kiss her one last time before turning back to the food, Farkle nodded, “Always, Babe.”

Topanga’s was in chaos as Riley and Farkle descended the stone stairs together. It was a Sunday and they had all agreed that it would make the most sense to have the family get-together in the small cafe, so Riley’s mother had closed up shop to the public and pushed all the tables together outside in the courtyard.

Maya was in a corner, chatting with Josh, as she curled her blonde hair around and around her finger. All those years and the girl was still crushing hard, Riley knew. Just that morning Maya had texted about how it was totally time for her to take a shot with Josh, considering she was moving back to New York. Riley had just sent back a thumbs-up emoji.

Auggie and Ava had been left the responsibility of keeping two-year-old Will Hunter entertained, something that did not seem to thrill Ava, as the trio played round after round of peek-a-boo. The toddler seemed to be growing impatient as well, gesturing wildly to his older half-sister, who hadn’t yet noticed his distress. Riley knew the second Maya did, however, no one would be able to get the baby boy away from her.

Shawn, Cory, and Alan were bickering over the best way to grill a steak while Katy, Topanga, and Amy watched with bemused expressions. Uncle Eric was standing among the women, eating a large donut and shaking his head. He rested a hand on his mother’s shoulder and sighed, “Men, am I right?”

At the long table, Zay and Lucas were already sitting beside each other, talking. Riley imagined the best friends had a lot to catch up on, with Zay living here with them and Lucas in vet school across the country in Texas. Smackle was beside Zay, their hands intertwined, observing the chaos with mild interest. The pair had started dating just before high school graduation, over two years ago, and had managed to maintain the romance, even with Smackle in Sweden during the school years.

Farkle’s arm around her waist tightened as they both noticed the only party still absent. Riley leaned over, whispering in his ear, “They’ll come.”

“I’m not counting on it,” He muttered back before breaking into a grin and raising his free hand in greeting, “Lucas! It’s been forever, man!”

He left her side, going over to sit with the boys and Smackle, as another presence came up behind her. Riley turned and smiled at her aunt, “Aunt Morgan, I am so glad to see you!”

The blonde laughed and pulled her niece in for a hug, “Yeah, well, I try not to pass up a chance at seeing any of my brothers make fools of themselves.” They parted and Morgan looked Riley over, “You’re looking gorgeous, girl! Thank god you take after Topanga.”

Riley laughed but the sound caught in her throat as she noticed the couple coming down the stairs behind Aunt Morgan. She brushed past her aunt, rushing to greet them, “Mr. Minkus, Mrs. Minkus, you made it!”

“Riley!” Stuart greeted, cordially.

Jennifer gave the girl a nod and blank stare before glancing around, “Where’s my son?”

The brunette flushed, forcing the smile to stay on her lips. You’ve been with Farkle for three and a half years now, you should be used to this! Do not cry, do not cry, do not cry.

“He’s over there with Lucas and-“ She pointed and Jennifer moved past her without another acknowledgment.

Stuart shifted uneasily on his feet before awkwardly patting Riley’s arm, “It smells great!”

“I’ll tell my Dad you said so,” Riley muttered as her fiancé’s father also passed her by.

Jennifer and Stuart hadn’t always disliked Riley Matthews. Before she dated their son, the Minkus’ had loved her. She was a great, honest girl for their child to be friends with. They liked how happy Farkle was whenever he came home from the Matthews’ house, babbling on and on about Maya and Ladies and most of all Riley.

But having their son be friends with a middle-class girl of average intelligence was one thing. Him dating one? Giving up the college of his dreams to move in with one? That was a whole other story.

Stuart had been devastated that Farkle hadn't wanted to follow in his shoes, but over time he’d come to realize that Riley was Farkle’s decision and Columbia in New York was a decent school, too.

Adversely, Jennifer had basically decided that Riley was like an infection, the fever would break eventually. She just had to keep her son from screwing up too bad while still under the witches spell. It was just a phase, after all.

Dear lord, the woman might just poison you once she knows you’re going to marry her precious baby boy… Riley thought darkly, faking a smile to her perplexed aunt.

“Aren’t they the boyfriend’s parents?” Morgan asked, eyebrows raised.

“That they are.” She replied, overly enthusiastic.

Her aunt frowned, “Oh.”

“My baby!” Cory exclaimed from somewhere behind them, pulling his daughter into an overbearing, crushing hug.

Riley sat straight-backed in her chair, staring off into the distance with her brow furrowed.

Down the table, Katy and Maya were both trying to convince Will that mushy green beans were so yummy and the brunette felt a little like that was what it would be like trying to sell the engagement to her fiancé’s mother.

Nervously, Riley went to twist her ring only to find her finger bare.

Her heart dropped for a moment, eyes widening before she remembered that the ring was in her pocket. Couldn’t really wear an engagement ring when no one knew about the engagement.

“So, Riley,” Stuart started across the table from her, making her jump a bit and snap to look at him, “Any plans for this summer?”

From the corner of her eye, she could see her mother and father glance over from their conversation with her grandparents. Clearing her throat and clutching Farkle’s hand under the table, Riley remained calm as she answered, “Actually, yes. I was offered a paid internship at the New York Times.”

“No way, Riley! That’s awesome!” Zay exclaimed from a few seats down.

The brunette blushed and grinned as Jennifer Bassett-Minkus spoke up from her seat beside her husband, “Fetching coffee for writers with real potential? Sounds just about right for you.”

“Mother,” Farkle snapped, protectively. His hand tightened around Riley’s and she caressed his knuckle with her thumb. He glanced over at her, meeting those warm brown eyes. I’m okay, it’s okay, they reassured him. Sighing, he relaxed.

“What about you, Sweetie? What are you doing this summer?” Jennifer asked, emphasizing because obviously, her son should and would have plans separate from his serious, live-in girlfriend.

Looking over at his mother with a blank expression, Farkle answered, “I’m taking some courses in advance.”

“Isadora was just telling me,” The other girl’s head perked up at the mention of her name, looking down the table to listen to Jennifer, “That she was thinking of studying abroad. You should consider going along. Imagine the European countryside in this season.”

“Mom, I’m not studying abroad this summer,” Farkle argued, scoffing a bit.

“Fine, next summer, maybe?” Jennifer pressed.

The young man groaned in frustration, glancing down at his and Riley’s intertwined hands before looking back up into his fiancée’s eyes. His electric blue bore into hers long enough that she raised an eyebrow. Swooping down, he kissed the back of her hand and looked back at his mother.

“Actually, we're probably going to be pretty busy next summer.”

Riley instantly caught on, biting her cheek to stop from smiling. If this was how Farkle wanted to do things, she’d be right there beside him. She kept her eyes on the man she loved more than life as her future mother-in-law scoffed, “Doing what?”

Shifting her gaze to the woman, Riley spoke up, loud and clear, with a blissful smile on her face. “Getting married.”

The whole room fell silent.

Except for baby Will, who chose that exact moment to noisily spit his green beans back out on his plate.

“I did not see that one coming!” Uncle Eric suddenly exclaimed, thumping Cory on the back. “Guess the apple really doesn’t fall far from the… whatever.”

“Eric!” Topanga snapped, raising her hand.

“Wha- Ho- Bu- Wa-“ Cory sputtered, jumping up to run to Farkle and Riley’s seats at the table, gesturing wildly. He reached them, pointing accusingly at the young man, “You!”

“Him?!” Jennifer Minkus, who had been frozen in apparent horror, jumped up as well. “What about your conniving daughter!”

“Conniving?! Our daughter is conniving?!” Topanga howled, barking a humorless laugh, “That’s rich coming from you, Monster!”

“Okay, okay! Let’s all just calm down now!” Uncle Shawn shouted, standing up.

“Shut up, Shawn!” Both mothers yelled, sending the grown man cowering back into his seat.

Farkle and Riley looked at each other, both looking apologetic for the behavior of the other’s family. Leaning forward, she pecked his nose and muttered an I love you. He scrunched up his nose but smiled, mouthing the phrase back to her.

Farkle’s mother’s next shriek of disapproval popped their little bubble, “I just don’t understand! Getting married?! At you age?! Why?!”

Topanga gasped, whirling on her daughter with teary eyes, “Oh my god, Riley, are you pregnant?”

The girl’s mouth fell open as her fiancé yelped, “No!”

He continued to shake his head, “No,”

He glanced over at the girl, “No, right?”

“No!” Riley hissed, giving him an incredulous look before turning to address the whole table, “I’m not pregnant! Farkle asked me to marry him; I said yes! That’s how it works, everyone! We’re thinking about a wedding next summer. You’re all invited,” She turned to give Stuart and Jennifer a hard look, “As long as you actually wish us well.”

There was another long silence as Riley took the ring from her pocket and dropped Farkle’s hand to slide it back into place of her finger.

Finally, after a long, long time it seemed, Stuart cleared his throat, “Well, I’d like to come.”

“Come?” Topanga scoffed, “I’m helping you plan the damn thing and your father’s paying. Obviously, we’re coming.”

“Next summer, you say?” Grandma Amy piped in, brightly.

So, as any who have read my one-shot Just Go To Sleep, Riles knows, Riley and Farkle don’t actually get married until the summer after next, but at this time they didn’t know that, haha. For those of you who haven’t read Just Go To Sleep, Riles GO READ IT!!! And Farkle and Riley hold off the wedding because (oops!) Riley is pregnant at the time they would have had it…

Current Coming Soon List:

There’s a Farkle Under Your Bed (A Riarkle Future Snapshot): Farkle and Riley have been keeping their newfound relationship under wraps... until Cory finds Farkle under Riley’s bed that is Fighting With The Freaking Sun! (A Riarkle Future Snapshot): Even people who are perfect for each other fight and fighting with Riley Matthews is a little like fighting the sun The Lucky Ones (A Riarkle Socialite AU): Farkle Minkus, the young and newly appointed Head of Minkus International, has just married middle-class, all-American Riley Matthews and she’s quite a packaged deal... Can Riley play her new role of perfect, wealthy housewife? The Electronic Configuration of Hate and Love (Part 4): THEY KISSED! What the hell happens now?

I AM STILL TAKING RIARKLE PROMPTS! Honestly, I prefer to write in this universe (the canon compliant, future one) but I will probably take your AUs and such as well! Message me!

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