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driftsaway · 5 years ago

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`「✘」 kim taehyung. cismale. he/him. || that new tenant, oh junyeol that moved into apt 6, is twenty-four years old and is unemployed. their tenancy to be morose minded totally counteracts their precarious personality. usually, you can hear the beach by the neighbourhood playing throughout their apartment. when i think of them, i think of blurry pictures taken at midnight, stones sinking to the bottom of a lake and cracked phone screen . 「ruby. 20. gmt+1. she/her.」

yeehaw gays ! i’m back again ( stan knk ) with my tiny lil son junyeol , please like this for a plot or hmu on discord & i will love u forever !

s t a t i s t i c s

full name: oh junyeol nicknames: yeol, yeollie gender & pronouns: cisgender male , he/him sexuality: demisexual / demiromantic date of birth: april 30 1995 ethnicity: korean nationality: korean

hometown: seoul, korea current residence: new york city , new york occupation: unemployed education: high school education

zodiac signs: taurus sun, scorpio moon, cancer rising mbti: infp moral alignment: chaotic good

d i v i n g d e e p e r

being the son of a chaebol everyone expected junyeol’s life to be sunshine and roses, he would have it easy - his father had money and power, his mom was pretty and they resided in a four story penthouse in the middle of myeongdong. the life of oh junyeol was meant to be one for the books, one with a story already written for him before he had even taken his first breath.

what his family lacked for in love and actual affection for one another it made up with money, the boy’s father was positive there was nothing money couldn’t buy and that included happiness. he bought him and his sister all the gifts in the world thinking it would make up for his absence. it had never really worked for the boy, starting a young age the boy suffered from intense anger attacks, blinding rages from which he never truly recovered. not even the anger attacks were enough to get his parents to actually take a second and pay him attention - they were too busy with making money to send their son to therapy, to get him help for something that was so clearly a bother in his life.

the one thing he had always found solace in was music, his au pair having taught him how to play the piano hoping that it would give him a little peace of mind. later on he taught himself how to play guitar. he was ten years old when he wrote his first song. he was eleven when he auditioned for a big entertainment company, and it took him less than twenty-four hours to find out he had been accepted (he figured his dad had something to do with that, but he wasn’t complaining).

he trained for years until he finally got the good news that he was finally debuting - along with four other boys he was going to achieve what he had been working so hard for for all these years and that had to be celebrated. a few drinks in he found himself flirting with a girl, a really pretty girl who invited him to come home with her - it wasn’t something he’d usually do but he was drunk and he did have something to celebrate.

safe to say that went completely wrong, three days after the profile had been announced, three days after his face had been splashed all over the internet a video was leaked - a video he hadn’t consented for, but a video none the less. it took thirty minutes for his company to make the statement that his contract had been terminated and that he had been removed from the groups lineup. it took thirty-five minutes for his father to call him up with a fury he had never heard before. he had completely ruined the family reputation.

the boy got to drugs, drinking and a whole lot of other fucked up shit. his anger got worse, and as a tip on the ice berg he ruined the one good thing he had going for him – in a drunk rage he accidentally lashed out and hit the one person he had ever been able to get feelings for. his father shipped him off to new york. hoping that across the borders he wouldn’t be able to create any other damage.

he’s been in new york for two years now and his drug use hadn’t really gotten better , neither have his self destructive tendencies -- but after something similar happening again in one of his drunk rages he came to the conclusion that maybe he does have a substance abuse problem nd he’s currently in the process of getting clean. he’s about two months sober, but he still very much has a problem and it’s kind of a battle every day. he is also trying to restart his music and songwriting again, but if you ask him it’s nothing serious and it’s nothing good either.

tldr ; ok so this got mad long , baso he is mad fucked up his parents were rich chaebols who never gave him any attention, he grew up having anger issues but music was his big passion and it was supposed to safe his life. he was gna debut as a member of a bg but days after he got announced his rep got ruined due to a noncon sex tape. he got sent off to la for damage control and now lives off of his parents money. genuinely very sad and full of self loathing, will get drunk nd insert himself into bar fights bc he feels like he deserves to get kicked but also bc he wants to feel something. does a lot of drugs and avoids all physical contact with ppl at all costs bc hes scared of hurting them. big fat sad self hating mess who doesnt deserve what i put him through. good boy who makes a lot of bad decisions. ex-druggie mess. capable of a lot of love but wont allow himself to give it to anyone bc all he does is destroy things. enjoy him.

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light-up-shawn · 6 years ago

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flourish. - peter parker

part four!

genre: i still don't know

warnings: none

pairing(s): peter p x reader eventually

words: 2793

parts: one , two , three

A/N: Maaaaan there’s still no fluffy reader x peter and IM SORRY i promise that will make an appearance in the next chapter though. I feel so bad that I’ve been leaving it out though sksksk. Anyway, I have part of the next chapter written but I dunno how to finish it so if you’re a great writer hmu ! As always if you have any suggestions, questions, predictions, or feedback please leave it in my ask. Thank you for giving this a chance, ily all.

It was two months into the school year. You, Peter, MJ, and Peter were sitting in a McDonald's arguing about stupid things and somehow spider-man came up.

"Yeah, I know Spider-Man is a guy in a suit but like wouldn't it just be cooler if it was a Spider-Man was a spider in a human suit."

"No! No! Y/N that's the stupidest thing you've ever said and you say a lot of stupid shit." MJ said.

"You don't even like spiders, Y/N. What makes you think that's a good idea?" Peter asked.

"Okay, alright, get off my back."

Peter's hair on his arms stood up like he suddenly got cold. The boy scrambled out of the store with his backpack, stumbling over his words while trying to come up with a viable excuse.

"What's up with your friend, Ned?" You asked.

Peter had been scrambling out of places like just now often these days. He quit most of his clubs saying he had no time for them anymore but nothing's really changed. Although, he did pick up this internship with Tony Stark. You considered that may be why your friend was running around everywhere but then you realized Stark wouldn't be making him work until late hours in the night when you all were supposed to go to a movie together. It didn't make sense and both you and MJ had your suspicions. Especially since Ned was always covering for him. Something was fishy.

"Nothing is up, just Stark overworking the poor kid."

"You say that like every time. If you're gonna lie at least make it believable." MJ said, gathering her things and getting up to go.

You gave Ned a sorry smile. If there was one thing MJ disliked, it was being lied to.

You followed behind her, saying your goodbyes as you left the fast food restaurant.

"I can't believe they continue to lie to our faces. As if we haven't proved that we're trustworthy enough."

Times like these would make you feel guilty. It feels like she was speaking about you. Technically, you were lying to her and it made you feel really bad. There wasn't really anything you could do about it though.

"Yeah. Maybe it's something they aren't allowed to talk about though."

"This isn't the time for your positivity, Y/N. Our friends are keeping something from us and it's killing me, bro."

"MJ, it's none of our business. We should just drop it."

"You've been acting weird too, Y/N. It kind of sucks that even you won't tell me. We're like best friends. I tell you everything the least you can do is return the favor." She said to you before walking off in the direction of her house.

You sighed. MJ was fine with people not telling her things, she was usually able to figure it out on her own. This time around though, she couldn't figure out was going on and you can tell she was frustrated.

You walked home with a frown and your mom noticed as soon as you walked through the door.

"Hi, my love. Why the long face?" She asked pulling you into a hug.

"I wanna tell MJ."

Your mom released you from your embrace and sighed.

"I don't know much about this whole superpower thing but I do know that I trust you and I trust MJ. If you want to tell people, I really can't stop you but please understand that you have to trust the people you tell. You can't just go around telling everyone you can make water move."

"I don't plan on telling everyone. I plan on telling MJ. I know about the whole great power comes great responsibility thing, I never plan on telling anyone outside of my circle but I don't plan on telling everyone now."

"Okay, sweetheart. You're a smart girl. I know you'll make good decisions." Your mom kissed your forehead and went back to the kitchen to finish making dinner. + The next day, MJ was distant. You two walked around with each other, as you normally would, but you knew she was still upset. During last period, you texted her to meet you outside of Midtown.

Today, you would be telling MJ about your weird abilities and hopefully she won't laugh in your face or distance herself in fear.

The last bell rang and you scrambled out of the classroom. When you got outside, MJ was already standing there.

"Hey, MJ."

"Hi."

"You probably already knew but there is something I've been keeping from you."

"Y'know what, Y/N? You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. I realize that if there's something you haven't told me there's reason for it and I'm in no place to pry."

"No, it's okay. I want to tell you."

She nodded.

"Lets go to my place, no one should be home."

You and MJ hopped on the bus for five stops and walked the two blocks to your apartment building. It was empty as you suspected.

MJ sat on the couch and you did the same.

"Do you remember when we first hung out and we played 21 questions?"

"Yeah." she said with a smile.

"I told you my dad left but I never really told you why."

Her eyes softened, like she knew what was gonna happen.

"So basically, this thing was injected into one of my great grandfathers. Whatever it became a dominant gene on my dad's side. Everyone from that side of the family was born with some sort of special ability. But my dad wasn't. My mom told me was insecure about it and it made him feel insignificant. I can understand that. He was different from everyone else. But then I was born. I guess my dad had the gene because I too have special abilities."

MJ's jaw dropped.

"Uh he left, my dad, he left because i guess he felt threatened by me, a baby."

"Y/N, this is big."

"Yeah and I totally get it. If you need time to process or anything, I understand."

"What can you do?"

"I can uh, I can manipulate Water, Air, Fire, and the Earth I guess."

"Are you shitting me right now?"

You lept off the couch and headed straight for your kitchen. You poured out a glass of water and set it on the table.

MJ stood behind you as you put your hand into a claw position. You raised your hands and the water lifted out of the cup.

"What the fuck?"

"Yeah, that's something I can do. There's more though. Like, a lot more. I don't really understand anything yet but yeah."

"Y/N, I am so sorry for making you feel guilty about telling me this. If I had known it was something of this extent, I wouldn't have said anything."

"It's okay. It's in your nature to wanna know everything."

MJ pulled you into the tightest hug she's ever given you. A wave of relief overcame your body.

"I swear on my life that I will keep this secret until I die, Y/N." MJ said.

"Thank you. You don't know how much it means to me that you're still here for me."

"I'll always be here for you. Always."

She released you from your hug.

"But this still doesn't explain why Peter has been acting so weird." you said.

"Fuck, Y/N!" MJ said, a look of realization coming over her face.

"What? Did I do something?"

"Yes, you did! Peter has an internship with Tony Stark right?"

You nodded.

"What is Tony Stark?"

"A billionaire, genius, and playboy?"

"He's also Iron Man!"

"Uh huh."

"When Peter started his internship crime rates went down because of Spider-man. Before the suit he has now, the one we're all familiar with, Spider-man had this really weird homemade looking suit. Around the time Peter started his internship, Spidey got a new suit."

You were finally catching on to what MJ was trying to say.

"And Spider-man is always fighting crime around the time Peter randomly leaves!" you added.

"Exactly! What if our good friend, Peter, quit all the clubs he was in so he'd have more time to be spider-man and save our city?" MJ asked.

"MJ, you genius!"

"I do try."

The two of you laugh.

"I mean, I had my suspicions before but this just takes the cake!" she said.

"So what are we gonna do with this information?" you asked.

"I kind of wanna mess with the kid. Do some harmless teasing, y'know?"

you nodded.

"Anyway, did you guys see what happened yesterday on the news? Spider-man stopped a jewelry store robbery." You asked.

You and MJ had decided to tease Peter by buying at least a weeks worth of Spider-man merch. You two thought it would make him uncomfortable but it was obvious enough for him to catch on eventually.

"Yeah, I heard the place was left in shambles though." MJ said.

"I'm sure that was the fault of the criminals and not spider-man." Peter interjected.

"yeah, i can imagine."

"I wonder who's behind the mask." MJ said.

"I bet whoever it is, is hot." You added.

Peter’s cheeks flushed red.

"Like, they probably have rock hard abs and pretty eyes." you continued.

Ned snickered and Peter kicked him.

"Sad you'll never know what he looks like." Ned said earning another kick from Peter.

"Yeah. Anyway! Ned and Peter, how was your night yesterday?"

"Oh, um, my...my night was f-fine. I did my chem homework and st-stuff."

"I thought you finished your chem homework in class."

"Yeah, Peter. What were you really doing last night?"

"Who cares what Peter was doing last night? I watched three fast and furious movies before passing out! That's way more interesting than anything Peter could've been doing because he's boring, y'know?"

You and MJ tried your hardest to hold back giggles.

Peter's demeanor changed. You looked to where he was looking and saw that Flash had walked up to the two of you.

"Hey, I came over here to invite Y/N and MJ to my party tonight but i guess Ned and Penis can come too."

"Oh thank you, Flash but-"

"Great! Wear something sexy." he winked at you and left.

"Gross!" MJ blurted.

"Uh you okay, Y/N?" Ned asked.

"I'm fine. Is Peter okay?" You asked.

The three of you turned to him to see his hands balled up into fists.

"Dude, It's okay. We aren't gonna go to his party." MJ said.

"I'm fine." he told us.

We went back to eating our lunch, not necessarily knowing how to lighten the mood. + The next day you walked into the cafeteria sporting a Spider-man hoodie. You were halfway to the table when someone's wrist grabbed yours.

"Didn't catch you at the party last night."

"That's because i didn't go."

your hands started to heat up.

"Aw, why babe? You know we would've had a good time."

"Flash, let go of me now or I will punch you in the face."

"Ooh, she's feisty." Flash let go and you ran off to the table with your friends.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Peter was the first to ask.

"Just. Peachy."

your hands absentmindedly formed the claw position that enabled your powers. the pipes of water fountain shook and exploded. all over flash. after you realized what you'd done your eyes widened in shock.

MJ looked at you with the same look you had on your face.

"was that you?" she whispered.

you nodded slow. Janitors we're rushing to the fountain attempting to stop the burst of water.

Ned was trying his hardest to hold back a laugh and Peter was staring at you and Michelle with a look of confusion on his face.

The bell rang and Peter grabbed your hand. He pulled back because they were still heated and you ran off with MJ.

You two decided to sit in the back of the class. You would be able to talk about the previous events without any interruption.

"Why'd you do that? Aren't you supposed to be hiding your powers?"

"Yeah, I am but I didn't do that on purpose. It kind of just happened."

"That can't happen again. Peter and Ned are smart, they'll figure it out that something is weird."

"I think Peter already thinks something is weird. He had this look on his face after it happened, like he was trying to figure it out. He tried to stop me on my way out but I ran away before he could."

"Yeah, I saw that. He pulled back."

"When I get upset my hands get really hot. It used to be a big problem when I was younger but it hasn't happened in like forever."

"Jesus, Y/N."

Your phone buzzed with a text from Peter. You showed MJ the text and a wave of worry overcame her.

"I was planning on telling the boys. Just not now, not yet."

She gave you a small smile.

"It's okay, Y/N. Remember I always got your back."

After a long three hours, the two of you made your way to the Mcdonald's and saw that both Peter And Ned were sitting in a booth.

"I took the liberty of buying you two a burger but in return, we ask that you tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth."

The both of you nodded.

"You have to pinky promise." Peter said.

MJ rolled her eyes.

You wrapped your finger around Peters and MJ did the same.

"I think you guys know something about me that you shouldn't and I think I know something about Y/N that I shouldn't."

"Oh what do we know about you?"

"You can drop the act. We caught you red-handed and we're taking you in." Ned said. You assumed they were doing a good cop/bad cop thing.

"shut up, Ned." Peter whispered.

"You know that I'm...you know..."

"No, Peter. I don't think we know. Maybe you should say it."

"MJ can you stop being difficult for one second!" Peter yelled.

It caught the two of you off guard. He was serious and we were making a joke out of it.

"Yeah, Peter. We do know that you're Spider-Man." You admitted.

"I TOLD YOU!" Ned yelled.

"And even if we didn't, we definitely know now." MJ added.

"What do you know about me, Peter?" You asked half-hoping he didn't know.

"Whatever happened at lunch today was your fault."

"There's no way you could possibly back that up. Y/N wasn't even close enough to the water fountain to-"

"That's why I know she has powers. The way she looked after it happened. She looked...she looked scared." he explained.

"And MJ was in on it too. She always is." Ned added.

She rolled her eyes at Ned's comment.

"Why are we here boys? Why did you need to know whether we knew about your secret identity or not? Why did you need to know if Y/N has powers or not? which by the way isn't confirmed." MJ inquired.

"Listen, I'm not supposed to be telling you this but Mr. Stark is dealing with this duo of villains. One of them has a pyro suit and we don't know how to catch the other one. We don't even know who the other is or what he can do." Peter said.

"What are they going after?" MJ asked

"Huh?"

"Every villain has a motive. What do these guys want?" She added.

"Oh, I never really asked." he answered.

"Clearly, you guys need to lure them out with whatever they're looking for and then that's when you catch them." MJ advised.

"Oh. I guess that makes sense. I'll be sure to suggest that to Mr. Tony when we go upstate this weekend."

"Who is we?" You asked.

"You and I?" He replied.

"What makes you think my mom will just let me go on a spontaneous trip upstate? My mom doesn't even like Stark."

"What? How can anyone not like Stark?" He asked.

"With all the shit the Avengers have done, I promise you it's very possible, Pete." MJ said

"I'll tell my mom about this Stark internship thing and we'll see what she says, if not then i guess you guys will have to find another hero or something." You said.

"We need you." Peter said.

"Really? You haven't even asked her what she can do. How could you possibly know she'd be of use?" MJ asked.

"She's got a point, dude." Ned whispered.

"What can you do, Y/N?"

"Manipulate Air, Water, Earth, and Fire."

"Woah so you're like Aang from the last air bender!" Ned exclaimed.

"That's so sick!" Peter added.

"But anyway, we definitely can use you. Put water versus fire and water wins."

"Okay, I'll help. Well, I'll try."

"Yes!"

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