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inthe-dark-tonight · 1 year ago

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Falling into My Sins

chapter one: back in the alleyway

dbf!joel x fem!reader series- loosely inspired by the song skin by soccer mommy

chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4 chapter 5 chapter 6 chapter 7

summary: it’s your first night out since moving back with your dad after graduating college. while at the bar you meet an attractive mystery man and end up hitting it off. things get heated when you convince him to dance with you.

word count: 2.7k

series rating: E (18+ mdni)

warnings: no outbreak AU, age gap (reader is in their 20s, Joel is in his 40s) alcohol consumption, light swearing, slight dubious consent (things get heated while drunk), pet names (sweetheart, babe, etc.), no use of y/n, no physical description of reader.

notes: this is my first time really writing anything so i’m very nervous to post this , i've also been working on one other fic but i decided to post this first. thank you for taking the time to read and any feed back is welcome & appreciated xo <3

also thank you so much to @shatteredbaby for proof reading ily so much bby, and @pr0ximamidnight for also proof reading, letting me ramble like a maniac and helping me with ideas ilysm. i appreciate you both so so so much <3

It’s your first weekend going out since you’ve moved back home with your dad. You’ve just graduated from the Art institute of Chicago in the spring, but your lease wasn’t up on your apartment until August so you stayed near campus until then. Now that you’re back, some of your old friends from high school offered to take you out as a sort of welcome home. You’re just finishing getting ready when you get a text from your friend Aya.

We’re here!! Hurry up Dee is getting impatient!

You roll your eyes and smile. Typical. You’re a bit nervous since you haven’t seen them in about a year, but you’re sure once you’re out it will feel like you weren’t even gone. You throw on a jacket and run down the stairs, grabbing your keys as you go.

“I’m leaving!” You call out.

“Have fun bud!” Your dad shouts from the other room.

Your parents had recently divorced while you were away, so it’s just you and your dad now. You feel kinda bad leaving him alone when you just got back, but you’ll make up for it.

You close the front door behind you and run down your front porch towards Aya’s car. As you get closer, the passenger window rolls down.

“Ahhhhh you’re back!!!” Your friend, Dee, yells. You laugh at her reaction and open the back door to the car.

“Hey!” You slide in and buckle your seat belt.

Aya turns around with one hand still on the wheel. “Long time no see! Tonight’s gonna be fun,” she says with a smile.

“We’re taking shots as soon as we get there,” Dee says with a sly smile and you laugh, leaning back fully into the seat as Aya drives, heading for downtown.

As soon as the three of you find a bar, Dee keeps her promise and orders you all shots and they send you to find a booth while they wait for the order. There aren’t many people in the bar yet since it’s only nine, but it’s slowly filling up. You look around the place, taking in the large bar that runs across one wall with stools gathered around it and across from it is the booth seating you’ve sat in. There are a few high top tables scattered around the perimeter of the bar, a pool table to the right of the door next to the large dance floor in the center that’s currently empty, and the sounds of eighties and nineties rock hits filling the large room.

As you’re looking around, the door to the bar opens and two men walk in. The first man has long dark curly hair, a patchy beard, and he’s wearing dark jeans paired with a tan jacket and brown boots. The other man has shorter dark hair, a similarly patchy beard streaked with gray, and he’s wearing dark jeans paired with a green flannel and brown boots. He’s quite handsome, you think – broader than the first man, his frame stretching the fabric of the flannel to its limit. Your eyes flick back up to his face, taking in the curve of his nose, the crease between his brows and dark brown eyes. When your eyes meet, he’s looking right at you and you immediately glance away, embarrassed that he caught you checking him out. When you dare to look at him again, his gaze is still locked on you.

“Okay, let’s do this!” Dee says as the girls approach the table with a round of shots and a drink for each of you.

Your eyes snap away from the man’s and you smile at them, grabbing a shot glass.

“To celebrate your return home,” Dee says, raising her glass for you to toast against.

You tilt your head back letting the cold liquid slide down. You close your eyes and wince as the sour flavor with the aftertaste of vodka that burns your throat. When you open your eyes again you’re met with the stranger’s warm brown eyes on you still, a shy smile on his face before he turns towards the bar and leans on the wooden counter. You set the glass down on the table and look back to your friends.

The three of you sip on your drinks for about thirty minutes or so, talking about school and catching up on life. At some point while you were all catching up, the bar switched to playing early 2000s music as more people came in. You find your eyes wandering towards the gorgeous man every few minutes, admiring his side profile, the way his hand is wrapped around his beer bottle and his shirt is rolled up to expose his forearms.

You all finish your drinks and Aya is pulling you and Dee onto the dance floor. “Come on!! I love this song!!!”

You don’t recognize the song, but you follow them onto the floor dancing and smiling as they sing along. You find yourself looking towards the bar again hoping to catch the man’s eye, but he’s gone.

“I’ll be back, I’m going to get another drink.” You say loudly over the music.

The girls just nod and keep singing along. You make your way through the crowd that’s formed in the place and find the bar. Your eyes are still scanning, looking for him, when all of a sudden someone comes up beside you, leaning onto the bar. From the corner of your eye you can tell who it is. You turn your head and it’s the mystery man. He’s even more attractive up close, a dimple on his right cheek as he smiles down at you, slight creases next to his eyes. Your eyes travel down towards his broad shoulders and the skin on his chest that’s showing where his shirt is unbuttoned.

“Hi.” the man says while smiling down at you. His voice is like honey, deep with a southern drawl.

Your lips slightly part as you hesitate for a second “Hi.” you finally say back.

“Can I buy you a drink?” He nods towards the bar.

You shake your head in agreement.

“What are you havin’, sweetheart?” He asks.

You clear your throat. “Whatever you’re having.” You smile.

“Hm.” his lip quirks up as his eyes roam your form. The bartender comes over and he orders two beers, then his eyes are back on you. “You here with friends?”

“Yeah uh, I was out of town, I just got back so we’re celebrating.” You decide to keep it vague.

“Well,” the bartender comes back with your beers and he hands one to you. “Welcome back.” He smirks, then you both take a sip.

You can’t help but watch the way his hand wraps around the bottle as he brings it up to meet his lips. You take a few sips of your beer, eyes still locked on him, then place it back on the counter. You’re feeling a little more confident now.

“What about you,” you place your elbow on the table and rest your chin in your hand, looking up at him. “Who are you here with?”

He looks over his shoulder into the crowd, an amused look on his face. “My brother.” You follow his eyes to see his brother sitting in a booth with a girl, leaning into her as they talk.

You giggle then turn back to the man. You’re noticing some similar features now that you know they’re brothers.

“You two come here every weekend chatting up girls and buying them drinks?” You bite your cheek and give him a teasing look.

He nods his head slowly looking down at the bar where he’s leaning on his forearms and lets out a small laugh. “Every now n’ then.” He looks back at you, a slight flush on his cheeks.

“Mmm bit of a player huh?” You lift your brow, teasing him some more.

He’s laughing again, it’s a deep chested laugh that makes his shoulders slightly bounce. “Wouldn’t say that, haven’t had much luck recently.” He looks from your eyes to your lips, then back to your eyes.

You nod your head taking another swig of your beer “So, what do you do for a living?” You ask nonchalantly.

“Uh,” he rubs the back of his neck. “I’m a contractor.” that explains his broad shoulders.

You bite your thumb and lean a little closer to him, arm brushing up against his. The alcohol is definitely taking an effect now. You’re checking him out again, and it’s not subtle. The way his shirt fits snug around his biceps, and his jeans fit his waist just right. He takes another sip of his beer and your eyes lock again.

Then suddenly a song you recognize comes on, Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado. You hear your friends squealing on the dance floor as the song starts, causing you to whip your head towards them then back to the mystery man.

“I’ll be right back.” You smile at him sweetly, finishing off your beer and setting the empty bottle on the table before leaving to join your friends.

You get out to the floor and they hold their hands out towards you, smiling and singing along to the song. You’re swaying your hips to the beat, mouthing the lyrics as you dance. Your hands are moving up and down your body, over the tights you’re wearing and slightly bunching up the short slip dress you have on. You’re lost in the music, then suddenly your eyes lock with the mystery man’s again, darkening as they watch you move. He’s leaning up against the bar, beer in one hand and the other in his front pocket.

‘Promiscuous boy you already know

That I’m all yours, what you waiting for?’

You’re mouthing the words, eyes never leaving his. You tilt your head to the side and give him a cheeky smile before moving your hands over your hips again. He lifts his hand out of his pocket, beckoning you back to him with his pointer finger. You shake your head no, and mimic his motion telling him to come to you. You turn away from him, back towards your friends, then glance at him over your shoulder and mouth, “Dance with me.”

A few moments later you feel a large warm hand run down your arm, and the back of a hand runs over the nape of your neck and down your shoulder before resting on your hips. You turn your head to look and it’s your mystery man, looking down at you with desire in his eyes. You turn around, still in his grasp, and wrap your arms around his neck, bringing your body flush to his.

You’re swaying with his hands on your hips now, grinding up against him. His tongue darts out to wet his lips and he leans his forehead against yours, taking in a deep breath. You tilt your head up, heavy lidded eyes scanning his face and your nose bumping his, your parted lips allowing a shared breath in the scant space between your mouths.

Then he’s kissing you, one hand on your hip lightly squeezing, the other resting on your cheek. He lets out a small groan and slips his tongue into your mouth, a mixture of mint and beer fill your senses. You gently pull the hair at the nape of his neck, causing him to let out a sigh.

“Sweetheart.” His voice sounds gravelly and deeper than before. “I can’t take my eyes off you.”

“Then don’t,” you say, so low it’s almost a whisper, just between the two of you.

You’re so close to him, you can feel his arousal straining against his pants as you press yourself against him.

“Come with me.” he looks down at you while trying to catch his breath.

He kisses you again, hand resting on your cheek. You nod approvingly as he pulls away. He doesn’t hesitate, grabbing you by the hand and dragging you off the dance floor towards the door. You notice his hand is much larger than yours, a little rough and calloused most likely from his job. He looks back at you a few times, and you just stare at his broad frame as you follow him. You look at the way his hair sits so perfectly, eyes wandering to his large forearms as he pulls you along behind him.

Moments later you two are outside and he’s pulling you around the side of the brick building. He backs you up against the wall, lips immediately crashing into yours. His palms rest on either side of your face, thumbs roughly caressing your cheeks like he just can’t get enough.

“You were killing me in there,” He’s towering over you, your hands clinging to his forearms.

“Was I? Couldn’t tell.” you smile slyly.

He laughs and shakes his head. “You’re somethin’ else babe, deadly.” he’s kissing you again, hands moving down your body to your waist.

You grab at the fabric of his shirt near his chest, trying desperately to pull him closer. His large hands find the hem of your dress and move up over your tights clad thighs. You moan into his mouth, heat already starting to build at your core. Moans and heavy breaths filling the air as you claw at his skin. You gently bite at his lower lip then slip your tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss. As you lower your hands towards the waist of his jeans, tucking your fingers into the front and pulling his hips flush against yours, you feel him shudder. You let out a whine as you feel the imprint of his straining cock once again.

Then you hear the door to the bar bursting open and two familiar voices talking. “It’s okay, it’s okay, shhhh.”

You freeze as your lips leave Joel’s, wide eyes meeting his before stepping away from him to peer around the corner. He lets out a groan as he adjusts himself, one hand still on your hip trailing behind you as you near the corner of the building. Then you see Aya with her arm around Dee, rubbing her back. You stand up straight, pulling away from Joel.

“Oh my god?! What happened?” You sprint over to them.

“Oh thank god, we were looking everywhere for you.” Aya looks up at you. “Dee had too much to drink, we need to go.” She loops her arm into Dee’s. “I grabbed your things, where were you?”

Then you see her eyes wander to the broad older man shuffling up behind you and her eyes go wide. She leans in close to you and mouths “Oh my god”. You can feel your face heating up as you turn around to face him.

“You ladies need a ride home?” He looks down at you, concerned look on his face.

“Oh uh.” You turn back to Aya.

“No, we've got it covered-” she smiles at him.

“But thank you,” it comes out louder than intended. “I appreciate it,” taking a step closer to him you whisper “And sorry…”

“Don’t worry about it, Killer.” He flashes a charming smile at you.

“Killer?” You laugh at the nickname and he nods his head.

“We gotta go!” Aya yells out to you.

You whip your head to look at her, then your eyes meet his again. “Well, it was nice meeting you, mystery man.” You give him one last look and go to turn around towards your friends. He gently grabs your shoulder, surprising you.

“Wait,” it comes out soft as he whips you around to face him again. “Can I at least have your number?”

You hesitate for a moment. “What, so you can add me to your roster?” You try to hold back a smile.

“C’mon.” he looks away shaking his head, a boyish smile plastered on his face.

“Give me your phone.” He looks back at you, relief in his eyes. Then he pulls it out of his pocket and hands it to you.

You type in your number and put your contact name as Killer. You hand him back his phone and quickly get on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. His eyes go slightly wide, and then you’re turning away, running towards the car before he can say anything. As you grab your jacket and purse from your friend and slip into the car, you smile at him before closing the door.

You watch him through the window standing there with his hands in his pockets as the car pulls away. Your mystery man, you hope to see him again.

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blouisparadise · 2 years ago

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Today we have the second part to our protective Harry rec list! To check out the first part, click here. We hope you enjoy all of the amazing fics on this list and show them a lot of love. If you want our rec lists to continue, please like and reblog this post to help spread the word! Happy reading!

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Harry always thought he’d falter in the face of danger, because no one can ever be truly ready to see their loved one in danger. Even with the warning that’s literally inked into his skin, all the training Harry’s done, and all the hours he’s spent in the gym, nothing could’ve prepared him for how it feels to look up and see the glint of a knife under the streetlights.

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Will sparks fly, or will it all go up in flames?

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“Oh yeah? Can I hear your poem?” Louis turns on the car and exits the school building.

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Louis ruffles Chrys’ hair making the green-eyed kid groan and swat his hand away.

“You think I’m beautiful?” Louis’ voice is soft.

“Well, duh. You’re the most beautiful person on Earth, mama.” She pauses for a moment. “Although, Uncle Zayn is beautiful too. But, still, you’re the most beautifulest.” She grins.

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himbos-hotline · 1 year ago

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5). I love the way he looks at me || Bluejays and blowjobs || Prompt: "Waiting outside in the car after dropping the other off to ensure they at least get inside their homes safely before driving away." || OC: Jay Orton || AU: the highschool AU || 3k words

6). Hand in [un]Lovable hand || Southern Lovin' had me a blast || Prompt: “Do you trust me?” ||OC: Jay Orton || 6k words

7). Getting you off is my favourite hobby || Southern lovin' had me a blast || Prompt: I’m gonna stop if you don’t cum.” || OC: Jay Orton || 3k words

8). We'll bury these old ghosts here || Bluejays and Blowjobs || Prompt: “You literally don’t have to do anything to catch my attention because my eyes have never really been on anyone else other than you.” || OC: Jay Orton || 2k words

9). I need to purge my urges [I need someone to blame] || Prompt: CM Punk trained Jay turning on him to join BCC or The Elite || Welcome Home || OC: Jay Orton || 3k words

10). If I said you could never touch me || Hangkenny || Prompt: I wish you would write the conversation between Kenny and Hangman and Kenny on Kenny's return || 2k words

11). Would you love me more [If I killed someone for you?] || The Elite polycule || Prompt: "You're bleeding… You're bleeding bad…” || 2k words

12). Show me the method of your selfless tongue [give me a sermon] || Hangmatt || Prompt: “are you..are you blushing?” “NO physical activity just makes me red okay” || 3k words

13). Just Cole || Bluejays and blowjobs || Prompt: When the otp+ are not on a first name basis and it becomes more intimate than more technically familiar address || OC: Jay Orton || 1k words

14). Can we just lay here and forget the world || The Polycule || Prompt: "I just want to lay here, with you, for a little while longer." || OC: Jay Orton || 2k words

15). We made our peace with weariness and let it be. || Hangkenny || Prompt: "You were a good person once. I looked up to you" || 2k words

16). I find myself alone at night [Unless I'm having sex] || Hangkenny || Prompt: Person A gets cold during the night, and joins Person B in bed || 2k words

17). There's always some reason [to not feel good enough] || Hangkenny || Prompt: things learned in a nearly empty diner || 1k words

18). An open hand [for your other man] || Hangkenny/Golden lovers || Prompt: “How much did it hurt?” || 3k words

19). But lately, I've been worried youre losing yourself || Hangkenny || Part two of: IFMAAN [UIHS] || 2k words

20). It's fine, fine, fine [Who am I?] || Hangkenny || Prompt: "just tell me what you need. let me give it to you?" || 1k words

21). Angel to me [Watashi ni totte tenshi] || Hangkenny/ Golden Lovers || Prompt:'how long have you known?' || Part 1/2 || 2k words

22). You know the distance never made a difference to me || Golden lovers/ Hangkenny || Prompt: “i can't hide from you like i hide from myself” || part 2/2 || 2k words

23). I'll tell you my sins and [you can sharpen your knife] || Bluejays and blowjobs || Prompt: "I'm starting to feel jealous when I see you with other people." || OC: Jay Orton || 4k words

24). The dead man in the dream is you || No explicit ship || Prompt: "I've got a lot of bad shit that I'm taking to my grave." || Trans girl adam cole || 4k words

25). I picture it soft and I ache || Hangkenny || Prompt: Singing them a lullaby || 1k words

26). no lover leaves the rose garden without blood on their hands || Hangkenny || Prompt: “if I asked, would you stay?” || 1k words

27). Everything stays [but it still changes] || Hangkenny || Prompt: “Kisses that have them hiding their face in your shoulder” || 4k words

28). Look at you [how could I not be in love with you] || Hangkenny/The elite polycule || Prompt: "Leaning in without realizing and then stopping just before their lips are attached to look in the other’s eyes to see if they want this too" || 2k words

29). I could be a better [boy]friend than him || Adam squared || Prompt: "This is a bit weird, isn't it? Sharing a bed with a stranger." || 2k words

30). Did you kiss me so my lips would bleed? || Hangkenny || Prompt: Those soft gazes you can feel burning into the side of your head, and when you look back at them, they’d either hold their gaze or they’d quickly look away so you don’t catch them staring at you. || 1k words

31). I hate what youre doing, I hate that it feels so- || Hangkenny || Prompt: “How far is too far?” “I honestly don’t know at this point.” || 1k words

32). Your voice drives me insane || kenny Omega || Prompt: N/A || 400 words

33). Bite the hand that needs me || Hangkenny || Prompt: “You ever wonder if other people think we’re like… A thing?" || 2k words

34). The only one who’s hurt someone is me || Golden Lovers || Prompt: “I want you. I need you.” || 3k words

35). Being such a good boy for me now || Hangmatt || Prompt: sender spanks receiver hard enough to leave a mark || 4k words

36). Talk to me (talk to me, talk to me) || Hangkenny || Prompt: Lightly kissing on top of a freshly formed bruise || 4k words

37). Where you can't seem to hold me [can't seem to let me go] || Hangkenny || Prompt: "hey, you're shivering.." followed by their hand gently tugging your body closer to theirs while they rest their chin on top of your head. || 2k words

38,) I desire violently [and I wait] || RoddyKyle || Prompt: kyle/roddy and practice fighting into sex? || 2k words

#aew fanfiction #golden lovers #hangkenny #original chracters

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flyingbats · 1 year ago

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Markiplier ego drawing ideas

-- Darkiplier as mothman.

-- Dark in many other suit designs.

-- Dark as Moondrop and Wilford as Sun.

-- Actor Mark and Wally Darling outfit swap!

-- Dark in kuromi outfit and Wil in a my melody outfit.

-- Egos in halloween outfits

-- Firedancer Markiplier

-- Apps as Markiplier characters (tiktok, youtube, etc.)

-- popstar wilford and rockstar dark

-- Egos drawn as planets color schemes.

-- circus ego outfits

-- cerberus chica/dark chica

-- actor mark as a superhero

-- jims with sam and colby

-- egos drawn in other time eras!

-- try other art styles!

-- egos as gods.

-- other hair designs/colors

-- all as noir characters

-- egos as animals that represent them

-- illinois as the headless horse man

-- egos with makeup

-- Wilford in candyland

-- egos as the 7 deadly sins

-- egos drawn with flower outfits

-- rockstar/popstar design aus (band)

-- at the beach

-- egos in a mafia group

-- egos as dragons/w. pet dragons

-- swapped roles

-- egos in other ages

-- as vampires

--Egos if they were Youtubers

-- egos as monsters

-- egos in Thomas Sanders Sides' outfits.

-- as animatronics

-- egos in corsets/ turtlenecks

-- welcome home artstyle

-- helluvaboss artstyle

-- in pastels

--other cores

-- with glasses/other items.

-- playing instruments

-- longer hair

-- dnd characters

-- annus as the grimm reaper

-- egos if they were engineer mark

-- goth egos

-- monster pets

-- egos if they were stars/celebs

#markiplier #mark fischbach #markiplier egos #darkiplier #wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache #ahwm mark #in space with markiplier #a heist with markiplier #in space with markipler spoilers #damien markiplier

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omniuravity · 2 years ago

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My Rules and Masterlist

Hey, I'm Anna. Here's my rules so we can all be safe here.

Follow my Valentino ask blog: @moth-pimp-val

Follow my Hazbin OC blog: @jessica-rabbit-music

Follow my Fizzarolli ask blog: @ozzies-froggy

Follow my blog for my playlists: @anna-the-dj

Tw//This blog often has NSFW content

1. This blog as well as my other blogs are 18+, so MINORS DNI

2. I will not tolerate homophobia, transphobia, racism, and general bullying.

3. Don’t talk shit about my broskis, or my moots, or I will throw hands.

4. Don’t bully people, if I find out about it I will block and report you.

5. Please don’t spam me, I am a busy person and I am not on 24/7.

6. DON'T SPOIL SHIT!!! I am a busy person, I will get to it eventually.

7. I do accept character anons!

8. Just be good people!

Fandoms:

Video Games:

Five Nights at Freddy's, Bendy and the Ink Machine (and its sequel games), Cuphead

TV:

My Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, SpyxFamily, Junji Ito, Helluva Boss, Hazbin Hotel, The Amazing Digital Circus, South Park, Villainous, X-Men '97

Other Stuff:

Welcome Home, Lots of musicals and I'm open to listening to more, Greek Mythology (legit just took a class about them), Basically any popular horror movie franchise

There are more, this was just all I could think of right now.

Here's my masterlist!

Headcanons:

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss:

NSFW Alphabet Valentino

NSFW Alphabet Fizzarolli

NSFW Alphabet Lucifer

NSFW Alphabet Vox

NSFW Alphabet Ozzie

Dating the Vees

Discord Kittens

NSFW Headcanons Part 1

NSFW Headcanons Part 2

Hazbin Hotel Rut/Mating Season Headcanons

Hazbin and Helluva Mating Season Headcanons 2

Dating the Sins

Bendy and the Ink Machine/Dark Revival:

More Sammy Lawrence (NSFW)

Sammy Lawrence

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Sukuna (NSFW)

My Hero Academia:

Yandere Overhaul (NSFW)

Denki Kaminari (NSFW)

Random Thought #1

American Horror Story AU Collab

Choir Headcanons Part 2

Choir Headcanons Part 1

Other:

Wally Darling

Fics:

If You Love Someone You Should Never Hurt Them (Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader)

Candyman!Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Wips:

X-Men Romantic Headcanons

My Helluva Boss Episode Ranking

My Helluva Boss Song Ranking

Fizzmodeus x Reader Headcanons

StaticMoth x Reader Headcanons

Poly Vees Headcanons

Dating Adam Headcanons

Hazbin Fic Recs

StaticMoth Mating Season fic

#rules

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hxneyfarm · 2 years ago

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wip wednesday

i was not tagged by anybody but because i have finally been given permission to talk about my steddiebang project, i'm goddamn gonna.

RULES

Post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. This is an opportunity to flex your steddiebang - DO THAT.

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in or just post.

*Optional: Respond the the ask with the lines you wrote. (This is me holding myself accountable honestly)

WIPS - all my file names already have titles

batter up! (steddiebang!!!)

greatest hits (final update forthcoming... at some point...)

for the bit (fake dating au, currently going thru a full rebrand)

Early in the week, Wrigley Field welcomes the press for interviews about their upcoming games, the spring season now well underway, and a reporter from ESPN actually has the nerve to ask Steve about it.

“Yeah, of course I’ve listened to it,” Steve tells her, forcing a smile. “Eddie and I graduated high school together. He’s really made a name for himself, huh?”

“Well, you do know what the rumor is, don’t you? It’s been all over Reddit all week.”

Of course Steve knows what the going rumor is. It’s him, he is the rumor. He puts on his best doofus expression. “No, I hadn’t heard. I don’t spend much time online these days.”

He waits for her to say it, for the ESPN reporter he once went down on in the locker room after everybody else went home for the night to tell him that he is the subject of even more gay rumors, less than a year after he’d been caught fucking a teammate in the very same locker room where he fucked her.

What’s her name again…? Shelby? Sara? Samantha? Steve can’t fucking remember. She doesn’t say it, though; she puts a finger to her earpiece and smiles once again at the camera.

“Looks like that’s all we have time for,” she says instead. “This is Simone Tindell, signing off for ESPN.”

Simone. That’s right.

The camera shuts off, and Simone smacks Steve on the arm. “You do know, don’t you?”

“Off the record?” Simone nods. “Of course I know. That asshole hasn’t been subtle a day in his life. The album art? Cheap Cubs uniform? Number seven on his wristband? He practically gift-wrapped the rumors for me.”

“Is it about you, Steve?”

“You think Robin would let me say one way or another?” Steve asks, holding his hands out in a placating gesture. “And you can say as much as you want that you won’t tell anyone if I confirm it, but you’re a reporter above all else, Simone. If you get the scoop, you gotta run it.”

“Can you tell me what your favorite song is, at least?”

“No,” Steve says, short and simple. “I’m not talking about it. If I talk about it too much, the rumors will just get worse, and I really, honestly wanted to keep a low profile this season.”

“Are you mad at Eddie for releasing the album when he did?”

“No comment, Simone, okay? Let it drop already.”

“Are you done flirting?” calls one of his teammates.

“Fuck you, Carver.”

“Fuck me yourself, Harrington,” Jason Carver says with a wink.

“Better stay away from that one this season,” Simone teases.

“Learned my lesson last year,” Steve says, nodding in agreement.

It got really bad last year. Carver had been deeper in the closet than Steve at the time, with the gold crucifix practically glued to his neck and the sign of the cross in the batter’s box every time he stepped up to the plate.

The media storm overshadowed the team’s eight-win streak and put Steve in a vat of hot water.

Not both of them, just Steve. Because he already had a reputation before Carver even joined the team. And now on top of being a bitch and a slut, here he was corrupting a good Catholic boy from the Bible Belt, tempting him into sin. The accusations had sent Steve reeling, because they were the very same types of accusations Eddie had gotten after… well, after everything.

With Carver last year it was never serious, so after getting caught it was easy for them to put a stop to it, but it has been months and they are both still being asked about their relationship. And Jason fucking Carver is still doing the absolute fucking most when there are cameras around that might see him within arm’s reach of Steve. Carver’s stats are garbage, so like… anything to have his name in print, right? Even if the only leg he’s got left to stand on is whatever relationship they may have had last year.

There never was a relationship, is the thing. They fucked around a couple of times here and there, and Steve was finished with him the one singular time he brought Carver back to his condo and watched him push his cat off the bed. Petty? Maybe, but he was never worth the headache in the first place.

In the months since the thing between them that had never even been a thing to begin with, Steve has continued to date around. He went out with a tattoo artist for a few weeks before dropping him when he realized he hated the way the guy laughed. And then there was the girl he’d gone out with a few times that had a cockatiel. He dumped her because she had a cockatiel.

That’s another thing; Steve Harrington, serial dater, can’t commit.

It was never like that with Eddie. Sure, things between them ended badly, and way sooner than either of them would have liked, but that was justified. When you’re eighteen, threats about college and a beating from your dad outweighs every good thing in your life. Especially when every good thing runs away from the fight and leaves you to deal with it on your own, even after all the promises you made to each other.

Steve doesn’t know if he’s ready to reconcile with Eddie; he doesn’t know if he should. They were good in high school, an unlikely but compatible match in almost every way. They argued sometimes, about what they were to one another, because Steve wasn’t ready to be out, but the time they spent alone together remains some of the best memories of Steve’s high school career. Not even state championships could compare.

tagging literally all my followers and mutuals who are taking part in the bang. please join in, today's the wednesday to do it! even if you're not doing the bang and working on something else, please join in!

#bee's blurbs #batter up!#steddie fic #wip wednesday #steddiebang

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thecluelessdoctor · 2 years ago

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I come with more angst

Doc: ... Bailey be honest with me

Doc: what happened that night with Wilbur?

Bailey, sudden flash backs to a fire. A big fire: j..just a little accident. That's all.

Doc: that's what you say every time, Bailey..

Lil SAS angst here because yes

Effie, pacing around: what does he even mean that everything isnt- that it's just a puppet show!! N-no, I refuse to believe it!!

Poppy, looking sadly at her: dear.. he's telling the truth.

Effie: b... but that would mean me.. a-and y... *she fell to the floor*

*poppy simply nods, before wrapping her wings comfortingly around Effie.*

Anyway back to normal. I have shits and giggles now. Now in Seven Sins AU

7S Wally; Eddie- Eddie wake up you need to help me hide the body, their aren't any apples in jail.

7S Wally: see, the worst thing about being a third wheel is seeing this everyday *gestures to Barnaby and Howdy, who are being gay* it's not fun

7S Sally and Julie, spying on Frank and Eddie*

Julie: they are gay. Very gay

Sally: more gay than Barnaby and Howdy?

Julie:... Not that gay

highlights from me and Cherri's RPS

Yep. If you read the last one you know what this is. this will involve AUs probably and OCs

Effie: STOP DRINKING

SAS! Howdy in the BG: NO

Doc: because I have not been getting the attention I deserve I have decided to cause problems.

Frank, just looking at butterflies*

Doc swinging out of a tree* I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALLLL- *CRASHES*

Doc: I can and will be a absolute menace to society

Both Doc and Bailey: I'm Aroace!

*que making out*

Bailey: so I heard you had a good pick up line! Can I hear it :)

Doc: oh sure *ahem*

Doc: I'm necrophiliac, so drop dead and I might think about it :)

Bailey:

Bailey: your not actually-

Doc; hm? Oh no lol

Cherri's WH persona, Cheri, looking at Effie: p.pretty lady.

Bailey: yeah that pretty lady is already taken.

Cheri: by you???

Bailey: hm? Oh no she's like a sibling to me. No to Poppy *gestures to the lesbians

Cheri: HUH-???

Doc: . Hey Baileyyy

Bailey: whattt

Doc: I'ma go flirt with howdyyy

Bailey: kayyyyy

Cheri:

Cheri: aren't they datin??

Doc: RELATIONSHIPS *dies*

Alright times for the angst stuff

Bailey: and when a puppeteered puppet like you decides to cause SHIT I'm doomed!

Doc: I am not a puppet..

Bailey: but you are!! You'll do anything g your told too, wouldn't you, you'd kill yourself if you were told to, wouldn't you?!

Doc: of course..

Bailey: AUGH- YOUR JUST AS I THOUGHT- UNTHINKING, EMOTIONLESS AND EMPTY

Effie, sitting on a bench next to Bailey: why.. why haven't we been talking?

Bailey: ... I don't know. Your mad at me..

Effie: I definitely am not! It wasn't your fault what happened to Wilbur and his daughter!

Bailey: ... Then who's fault was it?

Effie: not yours! Shit happened! shit happens to all the wrong people!

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hikarisakurademon12 · 2 years ago

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Finally! I finished some of the bases of my AU from welcome home

It's based on the purgatory and teh 7 deadly sins, since each neighboor became one once they died (Julie:lust, Frank: Wrath, Eddie: Sloth, Barnaby: Pride, Howdy: Envy, Poppy: Gluttony, Sally: Greed) And Wally being the devil in charge and the one greeting the humans that end on that purgatory (most of them children who saw the Tv Show)

I will be updating more of this Au and more of the Sin´s Desings

#wally darling #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #welcome home au #wally darling au #demon au #deadly sins au #welcome home wally

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inthe-dark-tonight · 1 year ago

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Falling Into My Sins

chapter three: balled up fists

dbf!joel x fem!reader series - loosely inspired by the song skin by soccer mommy

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 4 chapter 5 chapter 6 chapter 7

summary: tommy and joel walk into your new job and you decide to confront joel about the events that took place at sunday night dinner. the only thing is, joel isn't alone.

word count: 2.5k

series rating: E (18+ mdni)

warnings: no outbreak AU, age gap (reader is in their 20s, Joel is in his 40s) no use of y/n, no physical description of reader, tommy and reader flirt a little, player!joel, joel being a gaslighter sorry, ANGST, theres one part where joel grabs readers wrist kinda roughly bc she’s… doing something so be aware of that, if i’m missing anything let me know!!

notes: okayyyyy here we go, i don’t want to spoil anything so… let me know what you guys think of this chapter :) thank you again to my love @shatteredbaby for proofreading for me again, i owe you my life mwah. can't forget my literal mother @pr0ximamidnight for letting me ramble for hours <3

It’s Friday morning now and Joel never got back to you. You didn’t send another text after your last one, afraid that you would seem desperate or annoying. You’ve been busy this week anyway so you try not to let it bother you.

One of the jobs you applied for finally called back, so you went in for an interview on Tuesday morning and they already have you working your first shift tonight. It’s a waitressing job, which isn’t exactly what you were hoping for, but you applied for anything and everything, just happy to be working again. It will also be good to get your mind off of everything that’s happened last weekend.

You finish getting ready for work. Your shift starts in about an hour but you want to be early for your first day. As you leave your room, you grab your purse and your apron before running down the stairs. Your dad’s in the living room and you shout out to him.

“I’m leaving! I’m not off until midnight so see you tomorrow!”

“See ya bud, have fun!” He shouts back.

You shut the door behind you and walk down your front steps to your car. As you walk to your car, you glance across the street towards Joel’s house. His truck isn’t in the driveway. You haven’t seen him at all this week, not even a quick glimpse as he was leaving for work or coming home. You saw Sarah come home from school a few times, but no Joel.

You get into your car and turn the radio on, trying to shake the memory of the other night from your mind. You pull away, past Joel’s house and out of the neighborhood. The job you got is at a local diner near your house. Unfortunately though, it’s a 24hr diner which means you’ll probably be working nights most of the time but you’re just happy to be working again.

You pull up to the diner and step out of your car, grabbing your purse and tying your black apron around your waist. The one good thing about this job is that the dress code is simple, all black. You walk in and one of the other waitresses, Betty, greets you as you walk up to the counter.

“Hi hon, welcome to work!” She smiles at you.

She's an older woman, probably in her late fifties, and she’s very friendly. She was here the day of your interview and she chatted with you as you sat waiting for the manager to be ready for you.

“Hi” you smile shyly at her.

“I’m gonna be training you tonight,” she starts. “There isn’t a lot to learn, I think you’ll get the hang of it easily so I’m just kinda here if you need any help.”

You nod your head and follow her behind the counter. She takes about fifteen minutes to show you the ropes, how to use the register and things of that sort.

“Okay well,” she starts taking a deep breath. “I think you got this, I trust ya.” She winks at you. “It’s gonna be pretty slow for the next few hours, just watch the counter for now, I’ll handle any tables that come in.”

You nod, acknowledging that you understand and then she walks into the back. You look around the diner noticing that there’s practically nobody in there. One booth in the back corner is occupied by an older man reading the paper and sipping on a black coffee, but that’s it.

About an hour later you hear the bell on the door jingle as someone enters the diner. Your head whips towards the door and you see a familiar face, Tommy Miller. His face lights up as his eyes meet with yours and he walks towards the counter.

“Hey,” he glances around the empty diner, then his eyes land back on you. “Guess you heard back from some of the application’s you sent out huh?”

“Hi,” you laugh a little at his comment. “Yeah uh, I did. Today’s my first day actually.”

He takes a seat at the counter and you hand him a menu. “Does that make me your first customer?” he raises his brow and smiles at you.

“Yeah actually.”

“Hmmm, I’ll have to test ya then.” He opens the menu.

You let out a small laugh “Can I get you anything? Coffee?” You watch as Tommy glances over the menu.

He doesn’t look up at you. “Yeah actually, I’ll take a coffee while I wait.”

Wait for what? You don’t ask. You walk to grab the coffee pot and a mug, setting it down to fill it in front of him.

“Thanks darlin’,” he looks up at you and your cheeks heat up.

“No problem, let me know when you’re ready.” You turn around to replace the coffee pot.

Suddenly the doors open again, you hear the bell but you don’t turn around to look until you hear a woman laughing. You look up and your face immediately drops.

It’s Joel Miller, and his arm is wrapped around some woman as they walk towards a booth. He doesn’t see you yet as he slides into a booth by the window, sitting on the side that faces you. Tommy turns his head glancing at him, then turns back to you.

“Christ, when I told him to meet me after his date I didn’t think he’d bring the woman along.” Tommy rolls his eyes.

Joel was on a date? You just hum in response, not sure what to say. You look back towards Joel, he’s smiling as he leans on the table. Once his eyes meet with yours his smile disappears. You immediately snap your eyes away from him and focus back on Tommy.

“Ready?” You smile at him.

He looks up at you giving you a cheeky grin “Yeah,” he rubs the back of his neck as he talks. “Gonna keep it simple I think, just a burger and fries.”

You jot it down on your pad and then quickly rip the paper off. “You got it.” You wink at him, eyes meeting with Joel’s for a quick second before you turn around to place the order with the line cooks.

When you turn around, Tommy’s cheeks are slightly flushed. Then you see Betty come out from the back and walk towards Joel’s table to take their order. You try not to stare as you try to catch a better glimpse at the woman he’s here with. She has long blonde wavy hair, and as she turns her head to say something to Betty you catch a glimpse of her side profile and blinding smile. You have to admit she’s quite gorgeous. Then Joel’s saying something to Betty before she walks back and gives her order to the line cooks. His eyes flicker to yours again, and then to the woman he’s sitting with.

Your blood is boiling but you’re trying not to show it. How was he fucking you the other night and now he’s here with someone else?

“So, what’ve you been up to this week?” Tommy says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Oh nothing much,” You smile, a bit distracted.

He hesitates for a moment. “Got anything going on tomorrow?” He’s looking at you with his large brown eyes.

You notice Joel is watching you like a hawk, dark eyes burning straight through you as you’re talking to Tommy. You peel your eyes away from Joel and look back to Tommy.

“Not sure, I don’t think so.”

“If you’re free, maybe we could go to this bar downtown?” He stops for a second. “I mean, if not, that’s fine just-“

“I’ll let you know.” You smile at him before turning to grab his food and placing it in front of him.

“Thanks.” he glances up at you quickly.

You nod and then look back towards Joel. He gets out of the booth and the woman follows. As she stands up, he pulls her into an embrace before waving bye to her and sitting back down. As the woman walks out, you finally get a look at her. She’s gorgeous, luscious hair bouncing as he walks towards the door. She glances over at you and smiles before pushing on the door and leaving. You’re frozen there for a moment, before looking back towards Joel. You need to talk to him.

“I’ll be right back.” Tommy looks up at you with wide eyes, nodding his head.

You storm over to Joel, blood boiling. His eyes are locked on you the whole way over. When you get to his booth, you slide into the spot where the blonde woman was just sitting a moment ago and stare directly into his eyes. He shifts in his seat as your eyes stay glued to his.

“We need to talk. Now.” The last part comes out low through gritted teeth and filled with anger as you try to keep it together.

“What about, sweetheart?” He leans back, throwing his arm over the back of the booth.

What about? He's got to be joking. You feel like you could snap any second, and you think he can tell by the look in your eyes.

“Joel.” It comes out as a warning.

“Okay, okay,” he glances around the diner. “Not in here.” He gets up from the booth and you follow him as he walks towards the door.

Joel walks outside and you call out to Betty saying that you’re taking a quick break, she just waves you off. You walk out the door and look both ways before spotting Joel leaning against his truck. You walk towards him slowly, thinking about what you want to say. You stand in from of him, practically fuming at the way he’s acting so nonchalant, like he didn’t fuck you up against the side of your father’s home five nights ago and then ghost you.

“So,” You say, finally breaking the silence.

“So.” He says back.

You’re silent for a moment, trying to collect your thoughts. “What exactly is going on, Joel,” your eyes meet his and your stomach flips.

“Not sure what you’re talkin’ about.” He clears his throat and breaks eye contact with you, looking down at his boots.

So he’s going to play dumb, you see how it is. “Seriously?” You shake your head still looking at him.

He looks up at you apprehensively, like he’s afraid to meet your gaze. “Seriously, what are you on about.” His brows knit together as he looks at you.

You take a step closer to him. “You’re going to act like you didn’t fuck me behind my dad’s house less than a week ago?” Your voice starts to raise and he’s just staring back at you now.

“I-“ you cut him off.

“No, let me finish.” You’re ready to let it all out. “You left abruptly Sunday night, practically ghosted me when we had plans Tuesday, and then showed up here… on a date?” He doesn’t say anything. “And then you have the nerve to ask me what we need to talk about.”

He shoves one hand into his pocket and the other rubs at the scruff on his cheek.

“Just tell me, were you lying when you said you didn’t want to forget about the night we met? That you wanted me,” You swallow thickly, afraid that you might not like his answer. “Was I just another girl to add to your list?”

His jaw ticks as he stands there silently. “Yeah.” He’s still not looking at you. “It was just a fuck, that’s all.”

You scoff. “You’re sick.” His eyes snap up to you. “Even after you found out that my dad is your best friend, who does that?” You shake your head, he has a smug look on his face that makes you just wanna-

Your hand reaches up to slap him, but he catches your wrist before your hand even gets close to his cheek. He’s breathing heavily, anger burning behind his eyes.

“The hell are you doing?” He says it through gritted teeth. “Tryin’ to hit me?”

You just stare at him. “You deserve it, don’t you think?” Your voice slightly breaks as the words come out.

He grabs your other wrist and spins you around pressing you up against his truck. You try to wriggle away but he’s too strong. You’re speechless as you stand there in his grasp, a shocked look on your face.

He’s breathing heavy as he towers over you, dark eyes staring at your parted lips now. His eyes meet yours, you have no idea what his next move will be.

“Do I?” He’s close enough now that you can feel his breath fanning over your face.

Your heart is racing. “Joel…” you breathe out.

Then he’s slamming his lips against yours, the kiss is needy and rough as he presses himself against you. You start to melt into him and then snap out of it, breaking the kiss. You push his solid chest as hard as you can, shoving him away from you. He slightly stumbles back releasing his grip on your wrists.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” He looks like a deer in headlights right now, stunned by your reaction.

His mouth falls open but nothing comes out. You turn away from him and start walking back towards the door, taking a deep breath trying to hold back tears, not from sadness but from anger. Who does he think he is?

When you open the door to the diner, Tommy’s head whips towards you. “Hey, were you on break?” He asks as you walk back behind the counter.

“Yeah,” Your voice cracks a bit as you answer him. “So, about tomorrow,” you clear your throat.

Tommy’s eyes light up. “Yeah?”

Joel walks through the door making his way to Tommy, you glance at him before your eyes meet his brother’s again.

“I’d love to go with you.” He smiles at your words.

“Great, I’ll get you around 8?” He says, his dark chocolate eyes gleaming as you nod positively.

Joel’s standing behind Tommy, now staring you down. You’re unsure about how much he’s heard, but honestly, you could care less at this moment.

“C’mon Tommy, we gotta go.” Joel says as he lightly pulls at Tommy’s sleeve.

Tommy pulls out his wallet, setting some cash on the table for his meal then stands up. “See ya.” he’s holding back a smile.

You bite your cheek. “Yeah, see ya.”

Joel’s standing by the door waiting for Tommy as you give him a deadly glare before clearing the counter and you hear the door to the diner close. You’re not sure what you’ve gotten yourself into, but you feel sort of excited for tomorrow night.

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The Horror and the Wild | IT Chapter 2 Fix-It fic | COMPLETE

- "If you could, little one, would you help them?” Georgie has never felt more sure of anything in his short life. Even if he had to see the clown again, Georgie would do it. He would be brave for Billy. He nods, and Mat the Great Turtle smiles, and bows down until his nose can ruffle Georgie’s hair. Georgie asks the great Turtle God to let him help out his brother and his friends. Knowing that his power is very limited, that Pennywise will return much earlier being unsatisfied thanks to the Losers’ meddling and that Georgie wishes to keep everyone alive, Mat the Turtle sends Georgie before IT’s return to gather the Losers and help them destroy the alien menace. Georgie’s biggest obstacle will not be the alien, but rather convincing his brother and his old friends that the 18-year-old is the 7-year-old that got eaten by the alien they forgot about. Fix-it fic for the movies-verse! All of the Losers are in their 20’s and Georgie is 18 and back by Turtle Magic. Warning for Character Dead but that’s just Georgie and he is not dead after the first chapter.

Lay All Your Love On Me - Mamma Mia AU | Bagginshield / The Hobbit Movies | UPDATED APRIL 2024!

Frodo Baggins is getting married, and he has invited his three possible dwarrow fathers – but did not tell his Hobbit father. He doesn’t have a death wish. He just wants to fill the hole he has had his whole life. And he’ll know when he sees his father, and everything will be alright in the world. Bilbo already had stress with the wedding, he did NOT need all three of his exes at his Hotel after 20 years. Why would all three show up and on THIS weekend in particular? Valar help him. This will be a weekend no one will soon forget. - Mamma Mia! AU with the Hobbit characters!

At Least Out Loud, I Won't Say I'm in Love - Hercules AU | RadioApple / Hazbin Hotel

After Lucifer's intervention, Roo orders Alastor to find any and all weaknesses of the King, by any means necessary. But with the Sin of Wrath there to help Lucifer and Charlie get back on their feet, this will not be easy. Alastor is sure that his front of snark-turned-to-fondness will not turn into genuine feelings, he has been there and done that. He will get Roo what she wants and get his soul back, but will his head and heart be on the same page once him and the King grow closer? Lucifer must take control of his life, for his kingdom and for his daughter. Staying close to Alastor to keep an eye on him and trying to get along will just be better for his headaches, he tells himself. But Lucifer has never been one to listen to reason when his heart latches onto something, and getting to know Alastor will change a lot of things. Can friendship and love prevail when those closest to us betray us?

'I'm in love with a Jedi' Support Group | Mainly DinLuke, many ships included! / Star Wars

Din gets jumped on the way back home and wakes to find he has been welcomed into a 'secret club' made for those who fell for Jedi and now have to deal with Force Osik.

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#1 Guardians of Arcadia - post-Wizards idea (Guardian of Arcadia) - Tales of Arcadia Netflix show

#2 Honey, I've changed so much since I last saw ya (Brainwashed Carmen Sandiego) - Carmen Sandiego Netflix show

#3 3 sets of idiots meet to implode the universe + Artoo (3 sets of idiots) - Star Wars (Main 9 films)

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#5 Dinluke Mulan AU (Dinluke Mulan AU) - Star Wars (The Mandalorian show)

#6 Brother Bear Inspired Bagginshiled AU (Brother Bear AU) - The Hobbit films

#7 Padmé Time Travel AU - Star Wars (Prequels, Clone Wars)

#8 Disaster Lineage Encanto AU - Star Wars (Prequels, Clone Wars)

#9 B99 SW AU: The Galaxy's Finest #9 Post 2 Snippet - Star Wars (All media)

#10 A Fix-It Fic set after Jedi Fallen Order and with a slight different Order 66 (Fix-it JFO) #10 Post 2 Snippet - Star Wars (Prequels, Clone Wars, Jedi Fallen Order video game)

#11 The Shadows' Plan - Star Wars (Prequels, Clone Wars)

#12 Getting adopted *name in progress, first fic The Scorpion's Redemption #12 Post 2 Scorpion's Redemption snippet - Star Wars (Prequels, Clone Wars, The Mandalorian show, Obi Wan Kenobi show)

#13 NANDERMO SOULMATES/REINCARNATED/ROLE SWAP AU (I GUESS?) (Nandermo Soulmates AU) - What We Do in the Shadows TV show

#14 Han's brilliant plan - Time travel SW AU (Han's brilliant plan) - Star Wars (Prequels, Clone Wars, Original Trilogy, The Mandalorian show)

#15 Afterlife reunion Bagginshield AU (afterlife reunion) - The Hobbit films

#16 The comeback of Radio - Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss universe

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thecluelessdoctor · 2 years ago

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Omg so frocking accurate lmao.

Y'all the Howdy's tho like- lmao.

7S! howdy though isn't as bad as he seems. Which *COUGH* someone find out *LOOKIN AT BARNABY*

The Julie's being like that also seems awfully accurate. But 7S doesn't mean any harm! Endless of yours you might help her lovely.. ambitions, but other than that, she's harmless!

7S Home would be like "this being is worse than me. He's fucking god" and The SAS cast would be like "EXCUSE ME??" "FUCKERS DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH OF A SADIST THAT IDIOT IS???"

Also I love how the Eddie's are the most unchanged out of everyone lmao like- they still both play MailMan, their both clumsy AF, and they both have absolute nerds for husbands.

I also 100 percent believe the Franks argued a bit at first. And then they realized 'oh my god it's m e' and there you go. Narcissists.

Also I just imagine this

SAS! Barnaby: wait wait wait, ur telling me, ur with t h a t? *Gestures to 7S! Howdy, who is tryna throw hands with Home. Luckily 7S! Home is stopping him lmao.*

7S! Barnaby: sadly yes because I'm a absolute idiot. Though he's not as bad once you get to know him

SAS! Barnaby: .. yeah I highly doubt that.

/ay itsa me, a idiot that uses Dotty's acc.

/so I was wondering..

/cross over between Seven Sins and Self-aware Swap? Like. What could go wrong? A hand full of self aware puppets, and a handful of literal demons, in which a few have REALLY weird powers.

/Barnaby's ability is so useless that I love it.

YEESSSSSSSSSS!!! I can already see the interactions.....

The Julies

7S!Julie: OOOH! I LOVE HOW YOU DID YOUR HAIR!!!

SAS!Julie (smiling through clenched teeth) Thanks.... I did it myself...

(They are both very neutral towards each other. 7S! Julie tries to be friends, but SAS!Julie is a bit defensive...)

The Barnabys

SAS!Barnaby: Oh hey who are- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LEGS?????!!!!

7S!Barnaby: Relax man, I'm fi--

SAS!Barnaby: POPPPPYYYYYYY!!!!

(They are both friendly with each other. Both bonding because of their love of jokes... especially the dark ones that SAS!Barnaby tends to make at times.)

The Franks

SAS!Frank: What are you supposed to be...?

7S!Frank: A demon of course! Specifically pride (starts explaining demon hierarchy/ history)

SAS!Frank: (Starts writing EVERYTHING down) Yes! This could be useful for my theories!

7S!Frank: ...Theories?

(They are both friendly with each other. They both share a love of butterflies and they both love infodumping all the research that they have collected. I see 7S!Frank listening to all of SAS!Frank's wacky theories.)

The Eddies

SAS!Eddie: I like your tie

7S!Eddie: Thank you! I like your scar! Makes you look super cool!

SAS!Eddie: Thank you! I got it from Home!

7S!Eddie: W...What?

(They are both VERY friendly with each other. I see both of them loving to chill and hang out with each other. Though, sometimes SAS!Eddie does say something something INCREDIBLY concerning once in a while)

The Poppys

7S!Poppy: Oh my! That smells delicious!

SAS!Poppy: Thank you!

7S!Poppy: We must share recipies!

(They are both friendly towards each other. They like to swap recipes once in a while, maybe even drink tea together. XD. I see them as two old lady friends who gossip.)

The Sallys

SAS!Sally: (Literally just existing)

7S!Sally: Ugh... STOP SHOWING OFF!

(They don't get along well at all. Mostly because 7S!Sally seems to be jealous of her counterparts... well, everything! 7S!Sally does not realize that SAS!Sally needs to be perfect though...)

The Howdys

7S!Howdy: Where the HELL is my counterpart?!

SAS!Howdy: (hiding because he is WAY too scared to even meet the guy).

(They DO NOT get along well. 7S!Howdy thinks his counterpart is pathetic and cowardly, while SAS!Howdy thinks his counterpart is greedy and mean. Also! HE'S. A. DEMON! YOU SHOULD NEVER TRUST THEM!!!!)

The Wallys

7S!Wally: Wanna see a magic trick?

SAS!Wally: Of course!

7S!Wally: WATCH THIS-- (sets a tree on fire)

7S! Barnaby: DAMMIT WALLY NOT AGAIN--

SAS!Wally: Wow! So pretty! I wanna touch it!

SAS!Home: NOOO-

(Both are friendly towards each other! SAS!Wally has lots of things to learn about when he's with his counterpart! 7S!Wally just likes to cause chaos while SAS!Wally tags along.)

The H O M E S

SAS!Home: I LOVE your Wally! He's so cute!

7S!Home: Yes, he is quit-- WHAT IN GOD'S ACTUAL NAME???

SAS!Home: Is... Something wrong?

7S!Home: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR FUCKING SIN LEVEL???? TORTURE? MUTILATION? EXITENSIAL HORROR AND DREAD????

SAS!Home: Torture... Oh! Hehehe! I guess you could say I run my own special kind of hell over here!

7S!Home (absolutely mortified): And here I thought it was impossible to meet someone as scary as me....

(Both are neutral to each other. SAS!Home is pacified as long as 7S!Home doesn't tell Wally the truth. 7S!Home is both impressed and horrified at Home. Sure, 7S!Home is the literal Lucifer in this AU... but he tortures BAD GUYS! THE ABSOLUTES SCUMS ON THE PLANET. Not... these poor puppets.)

I also see some other interactions like:

7S!Howdy: (talking to SAS!Wally) Pfft! How is my counterpart afraid of you? You're practically harmless!

SAS!Home: (looms over in the back)

7S!Howdy: Anddddd there's the harm.

SAS!Frank: (talking to 7S!Wally) Wow! And what are your special powers?

7S!Wally: Oh! Fire!

SAS!Frank: Oh, do show me!

7S!Wally: I would... but I have nowhere to practice on.

SAS!Frank (points at SAS!Home): There's something you practice on!

(7 Sins Au belongs to @dottyorange!)

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songsofadelaide · 1 year ago

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jungk0oksthighs · 3 years ago

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To Be Damned | The 7 Deadly Sins

Chapter 1, Adjustment

Pairing - jungkook x reader

Genre - angst, slow burn, eventual fluff, smut

Word count - 7.5k

multipart series, multimember series, college au, fantasy au, demon!jungkook

Warnings - mentions of alcohol, pot, light swearing

It was the final day of September, four weeks deep in college and you were finally starting to adjust to the lifestyle. It was nice to have a distraction, to take your mind away from everything wrong with the world - even if only for a few hours per day. It was nice. College was structured much better than high school ever was, and you found comfort in the unfamiliar faces of strangers, you were no longer that girl who’s mom and grandma died in that fire. You were just a girl.

When October 31st comes round it will have been two years since your mom and grandmas passing. A sick, sadistic joke that their lives were claimed by death on the evening of Halloween. It felt like it happened only yesterday, you remember clear as day receiving that devastating phone call from your father, telling you to get to the hospital immediately. Of course life being as unfair as it is, by the time you and your younger brother Jay made it there, it was too late. No goodbye, no explanation, no nothing. Your mom had been visiting your grandma to drop off some groceries when the whole house set ablaze. Firefighter officials were baffled, they couldn’t depict the source of the fire despite countless experts trying their best to give you and the little remaining family you had a shred of comfort. Of course there were no answers in the end, no comfort, no explanation. It was a classic tale of an unsolved mystery, at least that’s how most people would describe it, it must have been an exhilarating conversation starter for those who weren’t directly involved.

For you, it was a nightmare.

Still by some miracle you got the grades you needed to be welcomed into Thornheart college, something you’d had your heart set on for a very long time. Your mom had been a history major there too, having somewhat of a fascination with the local folklore, dating right back to the alleged witch trials. Attending the same institution she did, studying the same subject, it made you feel close to her during difficult times.

Jay had been a royal pain in the ass recently, completely acting out and spiralling straight into his friend’s sheds to smoke pot every single night, and when that didn’t numb his pain – alcohol did. He used to be such a good kid, there were only three years between you both so you’d always been close. But that’s the funny thing about grief, it makes you push people away, even the people who love you the most. The last two years had been a disaster for your brother, and you were the one left to pick up the pieces. Your dad worked away a lot on business so 9 times out of 10 you were the sole adult in the home, and boy was it mentally, physically and emotionally exhausting.

“I’ll have a latte please, skimmed milk, 2 shots of espresso and 2 shots of sugar free vanilla syrup.” You watched the young barista struggle to fit your order on side of the coffee cup, he probably thought you were a picky millennial and you guessed that were true. Perhaps you just liked your beverages to reflect the rest of your life. Complicated.

You were ten minutes early to your morning history lecture, even though most seats were vacant you slumped down into your usual spot – right at the back of the classroom, closest to the window that looked onto the main sports field yet furthest away from the other students. It’s not that you were unsocial, in fact you were often described as an outgoing, free-spirited person. Fun to be around. It was the simple fact that you actually wanted to learn, history had always been your favourite subject and you didn’t want any distractions.

“Is this seat taken?” A low, sultry yet polite voice asked, earning you to snap your head away from the window.

Of all the available seats in the room he had to ask if the one physically right next to, practically on top of you, was taken. Smiling through the unexpected social anxiety you shook your head, winning your fellow classmate to sit down beside you. You’d seen him on campus a few times, and remembered him from the local bar a few weeks ago. He’d introduced himself to you as Jungkook, before you’d cut him off and threatened his friend who’d gripped your wrist as you walked by their table. Asshole.

Generally speaking you didn’t think very much of the male race, you’d had a couple of flings in high school but nothing ever serious. Truth be told men annoyed you, their presence, the way some of them felt entitled to women, as though women owed them a damn thing. You just didn’t care for healthy relationships, or any kind of relationship, you were the kind of girl that went home with a guy after the club and never called him again. And let’s be honest, that’s what most guys would’ve wanted anyway.

In your peripherals you could see Jungkook staring in your direction, something he did often when the two of you crossed paths, subtlety wasn’t exactly his forte. Most girls would welcome his gaze with open arms, or open legs, he was a very handsome guy. He was a little older than you, you figured, maybe mid-twenties, he was well over 6ft and as muscular as a Calvin Klein model, he did not look like a typical history major. On the days you’d seen him wearing short sleeves you’d noticed his arms were covered with tattoos, his knuckles and fingers were also littered with faded black ink, usually accompanied by silver rings. At a glance his hair was black but whenever the sun hit it you noticed it was a rich chocolate brown, the same colour as his eyes, his big, dark, mysterious eyes that were still looking you up and down.

“I’m sorry about my friend grabbing you the other night.” He finally spoke, his thick neck and sharp jaw dancing smoothly to his words. Fuck. He was so hot.

“Do you always hangout with such assholes?” You finally locked eyes with him, his smile now wide and clearly amused by you.

“They’re alright once you get to know them.” After what felt like an eternity Jungkook eventually looked away, reaching for his laptop that was sitting patiently in his bag.

“Either that or you’re just as much of an asshole.” You smirked, it was easier to give him a hard time than it was to be nice to him, he was trying too hard to be your friend and coming off as a little desperate for your approval, obviously other people’s opinions mattered a lot to him.

He laughed off your childish remark, not willing to entertain it and changed the subject completely, “I never got a chance to fully introduce myself at the bar, you’re Y/N, I’m Jungkook.”

“I know. Have you just moved to Thornheart? I haven’t seen you around before.”

“Yeah, I’m somewhat of a fan of the local history here, heard they had an excellent college programme and decided to enrol. Are you from here?” His gaze was curious and kind, you would’ve never expected someone like him to be so polite, most of the guys on campus were typical fuckboys to say the least.

“Born and bred.” You sighed into your coffee, now cool enough to enjoy.

Class flew by in record time, you had always loved to learn and your new professor’s teaching style was very easy to follow, which you were grateful for. At some point during your morning lecture an assignment was given, it seemed simple enough, write an essay about one of the legends centred in the town of Thornheart – your speciality. You knew straight away you had an angle most other students wouldn’t, your mother had researched the witch trials that took place in the town, you were certain you had books at home others wouldn’t. It was a personal perspective, something different for you professor to read.

“What’re you doing for lunch?” Jungkook asked, each syllable stitched with hope.

“I was just going to go sit in the library, I already have lunch with me.” You were honest, excited to get stuck into this essay and didn’t want any distractions, no matter how good-looking they were.

“Mind if I join you?” He was pushing his luck now, you had to give the guy credit he was very persistent.

“Actually I’m gonna map out this essay, so… I’d rather be alone.” You flashed him an apologetic smile before rushing out the classroom, not daring to look back him in case he was disappointed.

Even though you’d mapped out the majority of your essay at the library, as soon as you got home and sat down at your computer your brain went totally blank. You’d been staring at the screen for what felt like eternity, feeling mocked by the blinking cursor and empty word document in front of you. Having hit a mental block you unlocked your phone, smiling down at the unexpected yet welcomed Instagram notification.

Jungkook.97 requested to follow you.

You accepted the request and jumped straight into messaging him.

Are you stalking me now?

A breathy chuckle escaped you as you clicked on his profile to follow him back, his feed was full of artsy pictures, mostly selfies of course, the occasional outfit picture and workout post. He was into boxing and weightlifting, you noted, his frame suddenly making much more sense to you. From what you could gather there was no girlfriend, no family posts… He didn’t even have that awkward teenage phase that everybody else did, he’d looked the exact same for four years.

Something like that. Are you busy this Friday?

This guy did not know how to quit, in fact he was getting ballsier and ballsier by the second, resorting to sliding in your DM’s to ask you out.

Afraid so.

You did promise your friend Lisa you would go to her party this Friday, you’d been so busy with college that you hadn’t seen her properly in what felt like forever. She was also a student, majoring in photography, and she was amazing at it—one of the reasons her social media accounts had so many followers, that and the fact she was an absolutely stunning human being. The two of you were best friends in high school, along with your friend Jackson who was now working as a mechanic, deciding to skip further education entirely. You were looking forward to catching up with them, so excited in fact that your outfit was already hanging in your wardrobe ready and waiting to be worn.

Are you busy every Friday?

Rolling your eyes you couldn’t help but smile to yourself, Jungkook was being downright needy at this point. Surely could have his pick of the girls, he was gorgeous, had that tall dark and handsome thing about him, yet it was comical – and a little embarrassing how bad he was at this. Maybe he didn’t get as many girls as you’d expect from someone like him.

I’ll let you know.

“Where have you been?” You quizzed your brother Jay who was slumped over the dark kitchen countertop, his eyes bloodshot and hooded, it was painfully obvious what he’d been doing. Still, you gave him the chance to lie anyway.

“Just been out with some friends.” Jay didn’t lie, but he didn’t tell you the whole truth either, he didn’t have to, everyone in a ten mile radius would be able to smell the pot that clung to his sweats.

“Okay...” You decided you weren’t going to make a fuss over Jay smoking a bit of weed, besides, it’s not like you’d never done it, you’d be a hypocrite to call him out.

You missed your mother’s maternal wisdom, she would’ve known what to say to him to force him to clean his act up. Jay had always been a mommy’s boy, that’s why her death had taken such a toll on the teenager, sure you had lost a parent too, but for Jay it was more than that. He lost his best friend that day. You empathised with him deeply but detested the fact the responsibility of getting him sober now fell to you, your father was out of town on a business trip and wouldn’t be back for a few more days. However scolding Jay and getting him sober could wait until another day, right now you had an essay to write.

“Do you want me to cook you anything before I head upstairs? I’ve got a history essay I should really start.”

“What’s it about?” Jay was raiding the food cupboards himself for something to eat, “And nah I’m good, I’ll just make myself a sandwich.”

“Local folklore, urban legends, witches, demons, vampires, werewolves, that kind of thing,” You watched on in horror as Jay started putting peanut butter and jelly beans onto four slices of white bread. “You know mom loved that kind of stuff, she used to tell us stories about the Thornheart witch trials when we little.”

“Yeah I remember, do you think she actually believed in any of that stuff?”

“Does anybody? I don’t think she did, I just know that she was really into the idea of it.”

“Is that why you’re majoring in history too?” Jay turned to face you, he had big bright eyes just like you, similar facial features and a platinum bleached buzzcut. He’d always been the trendy one.

“No I-, well maybe? I’ve always liked history, but I guess that’s cause mom taught us so much about it.” Your grandmother was the same, having taught your mom practically all she knew of the spooky stories surrounding the town. People loved to talk about it, it was eerie and mysterious, and up until the fire that killed them both it was the only thing worth talking about in the town. Nothing ever really happened in Thornheart.

“I’m gonna head up.” You pointed to the ceiling, your little brother nodded in exchange.

[Instagram: 2 new follow requests]

thv and j.m, or as you recognised them – Jungkook’s friends Taehyung and Jimin. A coincidence? Or was Jungkook talking about you behind your back...?

Taehyung was the sleazebag that put his hands on you at the bar and his Instagram feed stunk of cheap perfume and one night stands, if that was possible. All his selfies were blurry, you assumed it was intentional, perhaps an attempt to be artsy. And there was a new girl next to him in every other post, each one faker than the last. Influencers, models, adult entertainment girls, you name it and he’d slept with it. He was attractive sure, in a painfully obvious off-duty model way, and it was evident that he knew it too. His almond eyes were dark with arrogance, his perfect skin dripped with sex appeal, without even talking to him you knew that he would be incapable of holding a sentence together without forcing some kind of smutty double entendre. You didn’t follow him back, having decided that you really did not like him.

Jimin however seemed nice, his feed was quieter than his friends and mostly consisted of travel pictures and workout content. He was ripped, you noted, his biceps barely contained by his shirt – perhaps that was intentional, it did after all get your attention. Scrolling back two years you were shocked to see that Jimin once had dyed orange and pink hair, it did suit him, but it was such a different look to the now mousy brown locks that framed his face. What was it about Jungkook and his friends? None of them had seemed to age much, if any over the years, and they were all…well, beautiful.

While stalking Jimin’s Instagram a suggested account popped up, another one of Jungkook’s stupidly well-preserved and annoyingly attractive friends. Hoseok. His account was private, unlike the others, you spotted your brothers Insta handle in Hoseok’s “followed by” section that displayed your mutual friends. How did Jay know Hoseok? He seemed too old to be hanging out with a teenager.

Lisa: Hey! Are you still coming to my party on Friday? In serious need of girl talk!

Girl talk sounded great.

Y/N: Don’t worry I’ll be there!

Like most parties the air was filled with a cocktail of thick cigarette smoke and fruity vape clouds. The music was loud, loud enough to make the wooden floor pulse to the beat of whatever dance track was playing. You showed up alone, wearing tight black leather trousers, strappy black heels that flaunted your white toenails and a black strapless bustier, a little daring for you but you wanted to look good for the photos – Lisa was a photography student after all, there was no way you were escaping being photographed. Your hair was set in a sleek, straight ponytail with an endless amount of hairspray as you wanted your makeup to be the star of the show. Nude glittery eyelids, strong feathered brows, long eyelashes and a glossy lip. At the risk of sounding arrogant, you knew you looked good.

Lisa was nowhere to be seen, as to be expected given that it was her party. A lot of people knew her, and not because she was a demanding person that needed to be known, but because she was genuinely likeable. Alongside college she was also a paid ‘Tiktoker’ her account had almost 300K followers and it was all centred around her photography, showing behind the scenes footage of all her serene images. A lot of people knew her through social media, which would explain the amount of unfamiliar faces dotted around her family home. You’d known Lisa since you were a young girl, your mothers were old school friends right up until the fire, Lisa’s mom was like a second mother to you, or at this point – your only maternal figure.

Heading to the kitchen you poured yourself two drinks, a shot of vodka to ease the nerves, big crowds had never really been your thing. Then you created a makeshift sex on the beach cocktail with what you had available to you – no cranberry juice, so you replaced it with some red kool-aid you’d found. Tasted okay, and it was definitely going to get you to the level of drunk you needed to be to socialise.

“Y/N!” Lisa’s squeal pierced the thick air, “You came!”

“I said I would be here, and here I am.” You pointed toward your body, hands tracing the incredible outfit you’d opted for.

“You look amazing!” Lisa’s smile was akin to a Cheshire cat’s, ear to ear as her bright doe-like eyes scanned the finer details of your look. The hostess was wearing a glistening white dress with matching bedazzled silver boots, everywhere the light hit she glowed. Her style was similar to that of Ariana Grande, her social media followers would often compare the two.

“So do you!” You shouted above the music, “So what’s this girl talk we need to be having?”

“Okay, so!” Her little body was bouncing with excitement, “I’ve met someone! And he’s really sweet, he’s super nice and oh my god he’s the sexiest—”

Your mouth fell open in utter shock, Lisa deserved to be happy, she’d been shit on far too many times by lowlife ex boyfriends and it was about time she met someone decent. You were happy for her, genuinely, you just hoped she wasn’t wearing rose-tinted glasses and that he really was worth her time.

“I invited him here tonight!” Lisa clapped excitedly, “So please make sure I don’t say or do anything stupid, you know how I get! I reeeaaaally like him Y/N, like a lot. Like, a lot a lot. We’ve been facetiming every single night since he introduced himself in class.”

“He’s a photography major?” Your brow quirked, “Where is this mystery guy and does he have any friends I can borrow for the night?!” It was a joke, except, well maybe it wasn’t.

Lisa did have a bit of a habit of falling for people too fast, it’s partly why she’d been hurt so many times in the past, she was too kind and liked to see the good in people until they crushed her. Beautiful caring girls were hard to come by, she really did have it all, you’d always envied her a little for that. But even you had to admit you’d never seen her this ecstatic over a guy, it was nice, refreshing, and well-deserved.

“I told him he could bring a few friends, so you never know.” She winked, guzzling the rest of her drink in an instant. “Okay I think I see him, please be nice, Y/N promise me you’ll be nice!”

As the music got louder you drew a halo above your head with your right index finger, laughing at your now suddenly nervous best friend. Lisa had confided in you many times when her heart had been broken, you knew all her weaknesses and how badly she wanted to find happiness. Of course you were going to be nice to her new man but if he turned out to be anything less than perfect you’d be disappointed.

Oh no. Oh no no no no.

You recognised the small group of men immediately, thanks to your little Instagram stalking session the other night. Jimin, Seokjin, Namjoon…and Taehyung. Scanning the crowded room you looked to see if Jungkook had joined them, a pang of disappointment hitting you hard when you realised he was nowhere to be seen. Judging by shit eating smirk on one particular member of the groups lips, you knew exactly who Lisa was waiting for.

“Do not tell me your sexy mystery man is Taehyung.” Your eyes were wide, brows raised expectantly after delivering the most uninterested eye-roll you’d ever provided.

“What did I just say about being nice,” the group of men had reached your conversation, “Hey Tae I’m so glad you came, this is Y/N, my best friend. Y/N this is Tae.”

“Pleasures all mine Y/N, nice to meet you…again.” His voice was oozing seduction, dripping with sex and heat and lust, you saw exactly why Lisa was so attracted to him. His eyes flickered between you and your friend, his tongue swiping his bottom lip before he extended his hand to you.

Before you had a chance to respond, not that you particularly wanted to, you felt a sudden large presence behind you. Hot breath lingered on your neck just below your ear, your senses overwhelmed by the strong smell of expensive cologne and toothpaste.

“I thought you were busy this Friday?”

A quick glance behind you was all you needed to confirm the owner of that deep, sultry voice. Jungkook smirked, his gaze drinking in your revealing outfit excruciatingly slow, before finally making contact with your face. Fuck, he was so hot. Painfully hot. He too was wearing all black, a fitted muscle t shirt that left nothing to the imagination, ever curve, every bulge, every dark tattoo was on full display. Ripped black jeans clung tightly to his thick thighs, flaunting his Greek god of a body.

“Busy being here.” You tilted your head, looking up at him through thick eyelashes. While you outwardly appeared to be unbothered by Jungkook’s arrival the truth was you were actually happy to see him, and somewhat flustered to see him looking so good.

“Taehyung invited me, I didn’t know you’d be here.” Jungkook was still painfully close to you, his breath warm on your face as he spoke loud enough to be heard over the music, “Not that I’m complaining.”

“Yeah Lisa is my best friend, kinda had to be here.” You didn’t miss the way Jungkook watched your mouth move as you spoke.

“She seems nice.”

“She is,” you gushed, “Far too good for the likes of Taehyung in my opinion.” You didn’t care to check if he was still stood nearby, the chances were Lisa would’ve dragged him off somewhere by now.

Jungkook didn’t say anything, just laughed, biting down on his lip as gestured to the kitchen counter behind him. “Can I get you a drink?”

“No thanks, I’m all full.” You lifted your makeshift cocktail, there was something wildly entertaining about toying with him like this. It was obvious he wanted you, and you wanted him. But boy were you making it difficult for him.

Out of all of the girls at the party – and there were plenty, there Jungkook was stood talking to you, flirting with you, offering to pour you a drink. You were feeling pretty good about yourself, he really knew how to ruffle your ego and entice you, but you weren’t giving in to the burning sensation in the pit of your stomach just yet.

“I will do a shot with you though.” Your smile was bright, playful, as you walked over to the collection of glass bottles, swaying your hips just enough to draw attention to how great your ass looked “If you’re up for it.”

Jungkook laughed, flashing his perfect teeth as he shook his head in what seemed to be disbelief. “Yeah I’ll do a shot with you, I only drink vodka though.”

“Vodka happens to be my preferred drink.”

The two tiny glasses clinked as you yelled bottoms up, both of you throwing the liquid back as though it was water, neither pulling a face of discomfort at the afterburn in your throat.

“So how’s the essay going?” Jungkook asked, he really didn’t know how to talk to girls and it showed.

“You’re really asking me about college work at a party? You’re joking, surely.” You laughed, perhaps a little too hard. It was nice of him to take an interest but it was Friday night, you wanted to be wasted making bad decisions, you didn’t want to be talking about assignments.

“Yeah you’re right, I guess I just wanna know your opinion on it.” Jungkook poured himself a drink, grabbing your now almost empty makeshift cocktail and refilling it without having to ask.

“My opinion on what?” You grabbed your fresh drink, giving him a quick thank you before you started sipping.

“Y’know the old Thornheart legends, witches and whatnot.” Jungkook took a sip from his cup, “I’m kinda fascinated by it all, and who better to ask than someone who’s lived here their whole life. I bet you know your stuff.”

Well he was right about that part, you did know your stuff when it came to the local history, thanks to your mom of course. Alcohol and grief were never a good mix but the mere memory of her had you downing the full drink Jungkook had freshly poured. In the distance you could see that you friend Jackson had just arrived, he was probably searching for you and Lisa.

“I’ll catch up with you in a bit, my friend just got here I need to go say hi.” You explained, offering a small confident smile before pushing your way through the crowd to get to Jackson. Your friend pulled you into a warm embrace, his blue shirt smelled of cigarettes and washing detergent.

“Ready to get fucked up?!” Jackson roared, he’d always been a party animal.

“Absolutely!”

When you woke the next day your head hurt bad, your entire body ached and vague memories of chugging competitions with strangers made you want to die of embarrassment. You’d spent the entirety of the party with Jackson, the two of you undoubtedly the most intoxicated people there. The night was a bit of a blur, you managed to catch up with Lisa and thankfully avoided Jungkook and the rest of his friends. You didn’t see much of them after your brief exchange in Lisa’s kitchen.

100% charged. Thank god you’d been sober enough to plug your phone in.

[Instagram: Jungkook.97 sent you a message.]

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Did you get home safely?

What was with this guy? Most men would’ve given up by now, but clearly not Jungkook. He’d even liked the picture you’d posted with Jackson and Lisa last night – taken by Taehyung. Upon further inspection you noticed that the pic was blurry and Jackson was barely in frame, some photographer, you thought. At some point in the night Jungkook’s friends Namjoon and Seokjin had followed your account too. Groaning at the tiny screen you figured you should at least respond to your new stalker:

Sure did

Aside from the occasional bathroom break and water bottle refill, you didn’t leave bed for the rest of the day. Everything was comfier and warmer when you were hungover, the fleece lined covers were especially kind to your sore muscles. After some painkillers and some weird low-calorie breakfast bar you’d found in the cupboard, you decided to get an early night.

It was Tuesday when you next saw Jungkook, three whole days since Lisa’s party, and your body had only just started to feel fully recovered. He was sitting in his new spot, the seat next to yours at the back of the classroom – even when nobody was looking he was effortlessly handsome. His outfit consisted of an oversized white hoodie and grey sweats, tied together with white sneakers. It should be a crime to look that good in loungewear, you thought as you made your way to your seat, at a glance he looked like he could be on day release from jail with what he was wearing, yet somehow he pulled it off.

Slumping yourself into the chair you offered him a brief smile, truth was you weren’t feeling great as you’d barely slept the night before in an attempt to get some of your essay done. You too were wearing loungewear, chocolate brown leggings and a hoodie of the same colour, styled with a cream gilet and matching trainers.

“Good morning Y/N.” Jungkook chuckled, “Here. You look like you need this more than I do.” He handed you a Starbucks to go cup, steam swarming the air that surrounded it.

“Is that your way of telling me I look like shit?” You laughed as you took the coffee from him, your fingers grazing his ever so slightly. “Thanks.”

“You look great, I like your outfit. You just seem tired is all.”

“Mmm.” You nodded, “Bullseye.”

“Something keeping you up at night? Boyfriend troubles maybe?” His dark eyes watched for your reaction carefully, cautiously scanning your features as you smiled.

“Not quite,” a shaky breath escaped your lips, “I was up all night studying.”

“Ahh… So, no boyfriend?”

“No boyfriend.”

As you took a sip of Jungkook’s coffee you grimaced, what kind of person drinks plain, black, unsweetened coffee. It was strong too, it tasted like one million espressos poured into one cup. Looking out the window you saw a group of dancers making their way across the field, you recognised them as dance majors as soon as you clocked their matching sweatshirts. Jungkook’s friend was with them, the one you hadn’t seen around until now, Hoseok.

“Hey isn’t that your friend? I recognise him for your Instagram posts.” You pointed to the group crossing the field, to which Jungkook laughed, genuinely humoured.

“Are you stalking me now?” If you had the energy to blush you sure would’ve, now he was using your own words against you, touche. “But yeah I know him, he’s just enrolled here too.”

“Ahh… I think my brother knows him, Hoseok, right?” While your question was innocent enough it made Jungkook visibly tense, his jaw clenched as his brows knitted together in confusion.

“How does your brother know him?”

You shrugged, truth be told you didn’t actually know if they were more than social media mutuals, that was the beauty of the modern world – you could be close friends with people you’d never even met. Scary when you really thought about it, how a person could pretend to be anything they wanted to be and hide behind their laptop screen.

“They follow each other on Instagram, I’m not sure how well they actually know each other.”

“What’s your brother’s name?”

“Why? Gonna stalk him too?” It was a good thing you amused yourself because Jungkook didn’t seem to get the joke, his features were stern and he looked to be deep in thought. “Has Hoseok just moved here too? Come to think of it I’ve never seen him around before either.”

Actually, when you really thought about it, you had never seen any of Jungkook’s friends around until recently… It’s not like they had forgettable faces you would’ve known if you’d seen any of them previously. But you hadn’t, not once, not at all. It made you uncomfortable to think about, why would a group of friends all move to Thornheart at the same time? Surely all seven of them weren’t blown away by the college campus, there were much better schools out there. The town as a whole was mundane, there was no real reason anybody would move here unless they were forced to. As your brain worked over time, you couldn’t help but open your mouth again.

“Have you all just recently moved here? Now I think about it, I’ve never seen any of you around here before now.” Curiosity lingered on your breath, along with the bitter taste of black coffee.

Jungkook was visibly taken aback by your question, for the first time since you’d met he seemed almost nervous, like he didn’t know what to say. Normally he was so calm and collected, confident, maybe even a little arrogant. Still he flashed you a small grin and tried to explain himself, not that any of it made sense to you.

“Yeah actually, we uh-, moved here for college mostly, but there’s this old friend of ours, she, uh-, she was last seen in Thornheart so we’re kind of hoping to reconnect with her too.”

“You all moved here, all seven of you, for some girl? Why not just Google her and find her that way, like a normal person.” As much as you tried not to sound jealous, your efforts were futile. You knew Jungkook, you’d seen his friends – and if they were all looking for the same girl, she had to be something special. She was probably perfect, the dream girl that broke into their thoughts when they’d reach for their sock drawers in the early hours of the morning.

“She doesn’t have any social media, it’s…complicated.” Jungkook pulled his phone from his pocket and started typing frantically, you assumed he must’ve left the stove or the iron on at home from the amount of speed and determination his thumbs were punching his screen with.

“Sounds it.”

During class all you could think about was Jungkook’s old friend and what you imagined her to be like, you tried not to obsess over it you really did, but you were buzzed from the obscene amount of caffeine the coffee had provided, thoughts in overdrive. Was she an ex-girlfriend? No, she couldn’t have been, not if all seven men were looking for her… Unless it was a Snow White and the seven dwarves kinda situation, but instead of cute little miners in coloured hats she had…them. All of them. A Polyamorous relationship maybe? And when he said ‘old friend’ did he mean a girl he’d met in kindergarten or high school? What if they went on a boys trip to some sunny island and met her there? But at the end of the day, however they met her, and whoever she was – was none of your business.

The professor reminded everybody that the essays were due by the end of the week, you sighed, deciding you were going to dedicate that afternoon to getting the majority of it done. In fact, you were just about motivated enough to sit in the library all afternoon and power through it. A quick glance out the window and you immediately regretted that decision, the heavens had opened and it was pouring down. It was at least a 30 minute walk to the library, maybe the essay could wait until tomorrow, you thought.

“I can give you a ride if you want.” Jungkook’s large hand dug into his sweats, pulling out a set of silver car keys. It took everything inside you not to let your pride get in the way, realistically you knew his car would be warmer, and more to the point drier, than a long walk to the library.

“I’m going to the library though… I need to get stuck in with this essay before I end up missing the deadline.” You admitted sheepishly, packing up your things ready to leave.

“I’m heading there too, need to do some fact checking. I’ll still give you a ride home when we’re done there if you want.”

“Thank you.”

Jungkook looked up to you, his gaze curious as his head tilted ever so slightly to the left, similar to a confused puppy.

“I owe you one for this morning.” You smiled, sliding his plain black coffee across the table. The two of you were sat in the central library surrounded by dusty old book, a smell that you’d grown accustom to like over the years.

“Thank you.” He took a sip of the burning hot beverage, a relieved breath leaving his pierced lips. “So is the library an appropriate please to ask about your essay?”

“What do you wanna know?”

“What legend have you decided to write about?” His attention shifted from his shiny, pristine looking laptop as his eyes fixed with yours. Had he always been so intense? You wondered, it was akin to a starving child looking at a Big Mac meal, while seemingly friendly it was a little intimidating.

“Witches and demons, I’m not big into vampires and werewolves and well I think demons are more relatable.” You admitted.

“How so?” His eyes flickered with something indescribable.

“What could be more relatable than soulless beings, and the witches they pissed off? It’s the ultimate example of feminism, women getting their own back and taking away shitty men’s souls.” You laughed, noticing that your classmate didn’t seem amused. “What have you gone for?”

“The same actually. The tales of the witch trials here have always fascinated me.”

“Ah,” You breathed, “Same here. My mom and grandma used to tell my brother and I stories about them all the time. How the witches were exposed by travellers and killed, but one witch survived and cursed them to an eternity of misery.”

“What’s your take on it? Do you think the witch was right to do what she did?” Jungkook’s irises were fierce yet his features soft, you couldn’t help but find it comical how you barely knew the guy yet here you were, word-vomiting about local folklore. At least he seemed interested in what you had to say.

“Okay I’ll humour you,” You closed your laptop, gifting the boy your full, undivided attention. “So if the legends were true, and 7 travellers exposed the witches for what they were to the locals, I’d say the witch that cursed them had every right to do that. I mean, it was a dick move to expose them? And what would they gain from it? Obviously they were all selfish assholes who deserved everything they got.”

“Is that so?” Jungkook drank you in, stare flickering between your eyes and lips. He seemed curious, more serious than he had been previously. “Do you think witches and demons are scary?”

“I think witches and demons are made up.” You snorted, he was far too invested in this conversation, hanging onto your every word.

“Hypothetically.”

“Okay…” You nodded, “Hypothetically, I think demons would be scarier than witches. They have nothing to lose, no humanity, no emotions, nothing. And if the legends were true and demons looked like the rest of us…I think that would be the scariest part, knowing anyone could be one of them. They could be your family, your friends, boyfriend…They could be reading your mind every second and you’d never know.”

“Demons can’t read minds.” He laughed, baring his perfect white teeth. “There’s no documentation that supports that anyway. Although I did read once somewhere that the seven men, the seven original demons…They were gifted, all of them practised magic before they transitioned…Not quite Edward Cullen mind reading gifts or superhero strength but they were magically inclined.”

You watched him, dumbfounded, it was as though he believed every word that escaped him. It was interesting, being able to discuss something so niche with someone who loved history as much as you did, but the way he spoke…He almost sounded fond of the demons, it was a little too eerie for your liking. Not to mention the fact he was blatantly incorrect – you’d read through every document, every paper, had your nose buried in every book centred round the Thornheart witch trials and not once had you ever read that the men the witch cursed were magically inclined.

“Where did you read that? I’ve never come across anything that implied the men were gifted.” You stated matter of factly, eyes narrow, inquisitive.

“Uh, I can’t remember, but that would be one hell of a story right?” Jungkook’s eye contact was strong, unworldly strong, it was like he was staring through you if that were even possible. Suddenly you felt uncomfortable and cold, and not due to the old air conditioning in the building.

Sleep didn’t come easy to you that night, your body lied there attempting to get some kind of rest but your thoughts ran a small marathon and selfishly kept you from drifting off. Around 90 minutes into lying lifelessly in bed you gave up, unlocking your phone for a mindless scroll. 1AM, brilliant.

Lisa had posted a selfie online, her features soft, round and kind akin to an angel, you immediately liked it – along with five thousand others, including Taehyung you’d noticed. It wasn’t uncommon for Lisa to post a picture like this when she was feeling down in the dumps about something, wanting validation in any form without needing to ask for it, you silently hoped she was okay.

Scrolling down further you saw the familiar scene of the library, two coffee cups sitting patiently on a white table surrounded by heaps of vintage literature. Your shoulders were in the background of the picture, face hidden behind your laptop screen. It was Jungkook who’d posted it, with the hashtag #studydate underneath. Double tapping the image you sighed, reminded of how uncomfortable he’d made you feel during your “study date” – It wasn’t even a date, you mentally argued.

Even though you too were excited and a little fascinated by urban legends, myths and local folklore; there was something about the way Jungkook acted in the library that made you feel on edge. He was hanging onto your every word, listening to your opinions a little too hard, and the way he spoke of the fictional beasts was almost…Familiar. Perhaps Jungkook was one of those guys you see on the news trying to sell their souls to lose their virginities, in other words, he was a freak. That couldn’t be it, there was no way Jungkook was a virgin, he was far too good-looking to not get girls, though you’d never really seen him bother with other members of the female species. Just you.

Jay had posted, you were notified. Your brother barely used his socials, you couldn’t remember the last time he’d posted at all. Normally he was slumped in a shed somewhere, too high to reach for his phone. You gave into curiosity, clicking on his profile. 38 seconds ago, a simple snap of two pints of beer in what looked like a very extravagant living room. Weird, who’s house was that? It wasn’t yours, and most of his friends lived in their smoking huts at the back of their parents’ houses. 1 person tagged, Hoseok.

So Jay and Hoseok were actual friends? How did that happen?

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