#also yes ive planned this au out for the past few months but haven’t written it

[ilytyun]

the best thing about moa in my eyes is the fact that we all agree on the positions of band!txt

[palettepainter]

(IMPORTANT UPDATES) Look back at 2019

Big changes for 2020! Hey there everyone! 2019 has come and gone, another year passed and a new chance for me to try and improve myself when the new year starts! As far as I know me and my family don’t have plans to celebrate New Years other then of course spending time together, but I want to post this now just so that it’s out of the way it’s posted and I won’t have to worry about. If I can be honest, 2019 towards the last few months of the year has been a real punch in the face..multiple punches. I’ve broken off connections with people who treated me wrongly in the past, had random breakdowns at school (don’t worry they weren’t seriously bad), had trouble with siblings - it’s been overall, a very up and down year for me, but sadly towards the end and in the running up to Christmas, it was mostly down. But hey, 2020 means the start of a new year and a new chance to grow stronger as a person and an artist!..Seriously though 2020, please be kind to me- As you can probably from what’s in the title, there are going to be a few big changes to my characters and stories going into 2020. I’ve been thinking about this stuff a lot ever since mid August, it’s been something I’ve mentioned to one or two people, but ultimately I had to make the choice. And now with 2019 gone and done and 2020 being the opportunity to start fresh, I think it’s a good time to make these announcements. I understand that this may upset a few of you and yes it is going to make things a bit confusing for my NGAU, but this is my choice and I’m confident that making this choice will lead to me being much more happier with what I make. 🔸I will not be continuing my Zoophobia: Next Generation book series To anyone new who doesn’t know what I mean, Zoophobia: Next Generation was a book series I started back in December 2018, which included my own NG’s and one or two OC’s from the fandoms Zoophobia and Hazbin Hotel. Since the first book the series has since gained a lot of attention on Wattpad, and believe me when I say that I am truly grateful for how much positive attention the series got! It was my first time ever writing something on my own and it felt really special to know so many of you liked what I was doing! But as the series went on, I slowly began to loose my drive to continue writing. This is something I’ve admitted to close friends, but now that I’m older and I’m more aware of errors in writing and certain ways in which writing can be written to be better, I realise that the series isn’t up to my current standards. The story itself isn’t one that I’m proud of, and as my first book series, I feel like I was biting off more then I could chew when I first started writing this series. Ive realised that the story line I had in mind would be too hard to work into both Zoophobia and Hazbin Hotel without me having to make very big changes to either of those fandoms current stories and/or certain characters personalities, and though yes it is my own AU so if I wanted I could change the characters to fit better with my story, but honestly, I don’t want to change the characters. The characters from Zoophobia and HH I absolutely adore and there isn’t much I want changed about them, so I don’t want to alter the characters drastically to the point where they become an entirely different character. The main drive of the story with the main characters didn’t pick up till around the second book, and when I first started writing, the story line wasn’t even finished, I was just going with the flow and linking one thing to the other, hoping people would like it just as much as I did at the time. And lastly, this is probably the biggest reason why I’m no longer going to be continuing the series, but the first couple of chapters of the first book where too heavily inspired by another book series: I don’t want to continue to create something, when I feel as if it’s been too heavily based around someone else’s work. I want to create my own stuff and I feel as though the first book just isn’t that, it’s not my own work, and that’s leaded to me viewing the first book as my least favourite. This means that from now going forward, any events that took place in the book series is now no longer cannon. Some headcannons will be changed and altered due to this, for one Eve’s Headcannon will be changing as she will now most likely be alive in my NGAU now, so the stories I had planned for her such and the stories I already posted are no longer cannon either: I will say also that this also counts for my Eve X Hatchet NG Diego, he will remain cannon and will most likely be alive also. As for the characters that where involved in the books such as Lucy, Maggot and Bumbuss, I’ll figure out what to do with them. I defiantly want to keep Lucy as she was the very first OC I ever made for the Zoophobia fandom that wasn’t a NG, but I’m unsure on what to do with Maggot and Bumbuss. As much as I now don’t enjoy the series, it was fun to write while it lasted, and I cannot stress enough how grateful I am too everyone who ever read, liked, or commented on the series! But from now on, I won’t be returning to the series. I held off on announcing this and the reason it took me so long to decide this was because I didn’t want to leave you guys without a conclusion to the story, the series was only one book away from completion and I didn’t want to cut off the series so close to it being finished. But again, the book series isn’t something I enjoy anymore, so I hope all of you can understand and will hopefully look forward to the further projects I have planned 🔸New books to come Though my main book series will now be ending, I have a lot of ideas for new book series. Since the second and third book I had been having ideas for stories that could take place after the series, and the reason I kept doing the series for as long as I did was because I really wanted to start work on the stories that would take place after the series was finished. One of my goals for the new year is to try and push out more stories and book series for you guys, I feel like I’ve defiantly been lacking in the story department, mostly because I couldn’t find any ideas for illustrations to go with the story, and because I always felt too tired to ever finish any stories or illustrations. None of these story ideas yet have fully scripted out story lines, so far they’re just ideas and until I can get a script done for them, I won’t be starting work on them. I want these books to be as great and they can be, and not only do I want to make something that I can be proud of, but something that you guys will enjoy as much as I do. These ideas are in no particular order, and I haven’t decided if I’ll defiantly be doing all of these just yet, but here are some ideas I’ve had for books/book series for the future: -A book with my NG Box explaining her past before she came to live with Ribbon -A book with my OC Willem and how he discovers another hybrid like himself -Nidra’s story as she grows up to accept a new family, while letting a beloved friend go to persue their own life -Junior reapers: a story/series of stories involving Lotus, Charcoal, Parfait and Rae as they go on a quest to become junior reapers Maybe a MHA + Dragonous story *Dragonous is a Villainous dragon AU created by shabiest (Instagram), I will need to get permission from them if I want to write a book with this AU* Recently I got into My Hero Academia, and you can all blame that on my cousin When I first saw the series I kinda rolled my eyes at it, I’ve never really been a big anime fan the style never grabbed me when I was younger: and all I can say is that I should defiantly have given the series a try sooner MHA is a series I’ve come too really enjoy and love, I love the characters the story the dialogue, everything about this show! I’ve said this before but what I love about the show is how it’s great at showing us a large range of characters without straying too far from the main plot, and how this show makes me feel: there have been times where this show has had me emotionally frustrated, sad and happy, and if a show or a movie can make me feel a powerful emotion (angry sad or other), then I’m down for it. I’ve since made a few OC’s for the fandom, and I’ve been thinking about making a book about it. It’s not scripted out yet, and some of my ideas play into some events in season 4 - but if you guys enjoy MHA and you enjoy my OC’s, please let me know your thoughts! And Dragonous, a Villanious AU I’ve come to adore! I’ve always been a big fan of dragons, they where my favourite mythical creature growing up! (And still are to this day), with the creators permission I’d like to create a book with the few OC’s I’ve made, this one may not happen because again I need permission, but tell me your thoughts! Merch Again, something I’ve mentioned before, and something I’ve been really wanting to do! Me and my dad have made a shirt design with one of my OC’s, so far it’s only black and white (we’ve decided to go simple black and white since it’s my first time making merch), and hopefully if all goes well we can start to make more colourful merch However this all depends on you guys: I may be opening up commissions in the future, though I can’t say when, but this will depend on you: I have a PayPal and a KoFi if you guys wish to support me and my work (no pressure though!), every little bit counts and it would mean so much to me if you guys would consider supporting me and my work, even if it’s something as small as a pound! 🔸Collabs/art trades/design trades/RP’s There’s nothing really big to say about these things, but I have decided that from now on that I will only do these kinds of things with close friends.

Finally, I want to say a big BIG thank you to everyone who has stuck around on this crazy train ride to support me. This year as I said at the beginning, has not been the best for me towards the end, and I am so grateful to all the support you guys gave me. I know that I'm not very good with replying to comments/messages, and I'm so sorry if I never got round to replying to your message or comment, but I do read the comments, I do see the wonderful things you guys say, and it's absolutely delightful to see the nice things you guys say!  I want to give a big big BIG thank you to these wonderful people who have been there for me, whether it was to geek out over a show to if they where there for me when I needed support: @hazbinextgeneration​   - You've been an amazing pal right from the beginning, you where one of the very first people I met when I first got into the Zoophobia and HH fandom and you've been an absolute gem! You've been there for me when I was down and you've listened through out all of my nerd outs about characters and shows, and to have someone listen to me meant so much! You comment on nearly every piece of my work and you're always so kind and giving! Not only to me but to so many others! You've made me a lot and fanart and I'm sorry I don't nearly do enough for you in return, going into 2020, I want to change that!  @cosmic-artzz​   - If you hadn't been there to listen to me and help me out, I honestly don't know what kind of situation I would be in now. You helped me cut off ties with people I honestly wasn't happy talking with, and despite being dragged into my drama over and over again, you where still there to listen to both sides of the argument and give advice on how I could make things better. You've always been a delight to talk to and I'm so happy we had the chance to become friends! I'm so sorry you get dragged into my troubles as much as you did dude! Going into 2020, I promise you I'll be more confident in putting my foot down when I feel as though I'm not being treated fairly! And lastly, I want to thank all of you! For sticking with me on this crazy journey! Here's to 2020 and hoping its a wonderful year!!

[oshbluepacific]

Unfaithful Trust / XII

Type: Fluff/Angst

Character: Jung Hoseok x Reader (MAFIA! AU) feat. Kim Namjoon

Words Counted: 3k5+

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 There was a little space between you and Namjoon. But everything happened so quickly. You didn’t know where you put the books you were holding, but the next thing you knew your arms were already around his neck, hugging him tightly as Namjoon’s were wrapped around your stomach. Both of you didn’t really know what to say. Gasps turned into sniffles when Namjoon rested his forehead on your shoulder.

“(Y/N), please don’t cry…” His voice sends shivers down your spine.

It’s really him.

The person you truly loved from the past. He’s not a ghost, not an illusion. He’s really here.

You pulled away from him and he had a small smile and you quickly wipe the tear that was escaping from your eye.

“I’m not…” You mumbled.

He let out a chuckle before he could crouch down and grabbed the books that you dropped on the floor.

“You never quit reading do you?” He asked, and you playfully hit his arm.

“I need new books to read, it’s boring to read the same book over and over again.” You told him.

Namjoon raised his eyebrow as he was carrying your books.

“I never left the house.” You told him, point blank.

“Ah… I’m sorry I—“

“No, don’t apologize, please.” You told him.

You reached for your books from his hands but he pulled away.

“Ah, ah, I’ll carry these for you.” He smiled.

 Ugh, that cute little dimple that I liked to kiss on is still there!

 “Thanks.” You smiled back.

The both of you walked through the aisle together, and there was this awkward silence between the two of you. “So how are you?” You asked breaking the ice.

“I’m good… I’m actually working on a song right now, so things are pretty hectic at the moment.” He told you.

“You’re singing?” You asked, surprised.

Namjoon nodded his head. “Yeah, I took your advice and put it to work.” He turned over his shoulder with a smile.

 “Namjoon, this song is amazing! You should put it out there!” You said excitedly. Namjoon unplugged the earphones you were using and shook his head.

“I’m not sure I’m ready for that type of commitment yet (Y/N).”

“What do you mean? It’s going to be amazing, and people are going to love your music! I love it, I’m sure everybody else will too!” You encouraged him as he got up from his bed and starts raking his head. By the way his moving, you know something else was bothering him.

“What’s wrong?” You asked him. You were now sitting on his bed. “I don’t know if I’m going to make it out there, I don’t know if I can make another song or—or if I get the chance to perform it—I’m scared that I can’t sign the way I did in that song!” He ranted and your expression softened.

“Hey…” You got on your knees and moved closer to Namjoon who was backing you.

“Namjoon… look at me.” You whispered.

It took a few seconds before he dropped his head and turned to you.

You lifted his chin up and his eyes are closed but tears were already streaming down his face.

It breaks you to see him like this. You never really see the vulnerable side of him, until now. You wiped his tears away before he could open his eyes to stare at yours.

“I know it’s pretty scary, but you haven’t tried right?” You asked him, and he stayed silent. So you continued.

“I’ve seen you write poems and just words that are beautifully written. I remembered that essay you wrote and you were the only one who aced it! I know how creative you are and you should know that too.”

“I know you could do it, I know what you’re capable of. If everything turned out the way how you want it, you should know that I’ll be there, supporting you in every step of the way. If everything didn’t turn out well… you should know that I will always be here for you as well… no matter what.” You smiled.

Namjoon could help but to smile too and just buried his face on your shoulder.

“I’m so lucky to have you, you know that right?” He sniffed, and you chuckled. “Oh, how lucky you are.” You said in sarcastic tone.

Namjoon wrapped his arms aroudn your stomach as you let out a giggle. “I love you.”

“I know, I love you too Joon.”

 But then things didn’t turn out the way how you, or Namjoon planned. You’re sitting across from him, a table separating the both of you, living a different life.

“So how are you?” He asked.

“I’m good, I’m good…” You answered him, not particularly convincing.

But Namjoon didn’t push the question.

“What have you been up to lately?” He asked again.

You chuckled. “Like I said, I never really leave the house, it was pretty much 24/7 in my room, reading books, watching Netflix and only coming out of the room to eat and work out.” You told him and he laughed. “Really? You never leave the house?” He asked disbelieve.

You nodded your head. “To be quiet honest, this is the first time I stepped into the city after 7 months of marriage.”

Namjoon was shocked, but he was good at hiding it. “How is he… treating you?” He asked.

You let out a sigh before you could lean yoru back against the chair. “It was quiet awkward at first, because, he was a complete stranger. We never really talk until one night he came into my room all covered in blood and almost died and ever since that night we became close.” You explained. “What? He almost died? Did he get shot or something?” Namjoona asked again and you simply answer him with a nod.

“Oh my—is he okay now?” He asked.

“He’s getting better, but the trauma in the both of us are still there.” You told him.

“Must be pretty dangerous.” He said.

“You don’t say Joon.” You rolled your eyes as you laughed, and he joined in.

 It was nice catching up with Namjoon. It wasn’t awkward after that, you both talked for hours and hours until your phone suddenly buzzed in your purse. You fished it out and it was a text from Hoseok.

 From: Hoseok

Hey, I’m on my way home, see you soon.

 You put it back into your purse, without replying. “Need to head home?” Namjoon asked, and you looked to him before shaking your head.

“No, no, it was just Hoseok telling me he’s on his way home.” You told him.

“Aren’t you supposed to be home too?” He asked. You shook yoru head. “Not that I was told to, no.” You smiled and it was Namjoon’s turn to shake his head. “You’re not still causing trouble are you?” He asked teasingly. You let out a laugh.

“No! And I never do cause a trouble!” You defended yourself. “Umm… not when we were watching our favourite group concert, and then it turns out your parents didn’t let you and we got into so much trouble for it!” He point out and you laughed.

“By the way, how are your parents?” Namjoon asked.

This is a trait that Namjoon always had. He always asked about how people are, even the people who looked down and hated him.

Namjoon once got punched in the face by a kid when they were still in high school. And when he heard the guy who punched him was in the hospital because of a cycling accident, he didn’t think twice to go straight to the hospital and pay him a visit.

Namjoon is very caring and a forgiving person.

That’s one of the reasons why you loved him so much.

 Namjoon looked down to his phone and his eyes widen. “Oh my, I should get going.” He said, standing up from his chair.

“In a rush?” You asked, getting up from your chair as well.

“Yeah, my manager told me there’s an emergency meeting.” He said picking up the books you got and also his.

“You know I can carry them on m own.” You told him.

“(Y/N), I don’t know when I can see you again, so let me do things for you.” He smiled and you just let him.

You both walked to the cashier and you insisted on paying Namjoon’s pick as well.

 “You didn’t have to…” Namjoon whined. “I want to do something nice for you as well.” You told him, and he just pressed his lips together, forming a firm smile.

 You both walked out the store together before Edgar pulled up the car in front.

“Where are you heading?” You asked Namjoon, and he quickly raised his hand. “No, it’s okay, I can walk… the place is not far from here.” He said. “Are you sure? You know I can take you there as well.” You insisted.

And he nod his head. “No really it’s fine, I need some fresh air as well, walking is good for you, you know.” He winked and you smiled.

 You both exchanged phone numbers, since, Namjoon said he changed his phone like, 5 times befire he left

“Who’s that?” Edgar asked, as he got into the car and drove the car away, different direction where Namjoon was heading.

“It’s Namjoon.” You answered Edgar, as you locked your phone screen and placed it beside you.

“That’s Namjoon? Kim Namjoon the one you used to date before?!” Edgar asked in shock.

You just nodded your head, even when Edgar couldn’t see it. “Oh wow… he changed.” Edgar commented.

You nodded yoru head in agreement.

“A lot can change in 7 months…”

 As you reached the house, Hoseok’s car was already parked on the driveway. When the car came into a halt, you climbed out of the car and quickly opened the trunk of the car. Kobe then came out of nowhere to help you and Edgar.

“Let me…” Kobe insisted, pulling the bags from your and you just walked beside him.

“You do shop a lot.” He chuckled.

“That’s what happened when you’re locked in a house for 7 months.” You smiled. “Is Hoseok home?”

“Yes, he’s at the pool at the moment—where do you want me to bring all of these?” Kobe asked.

“Just put it in my room, on the couch or the table.” You told him, as you both got inside the house. “And here’s the key to my room.” You smiled, handing Kobe your key.

Kobe nodded once, before he got on the steps to carry your things.

“Hey.” You heard Edgar behind you. “Where do you want me to put this?” He asked. He was carrying the box filled with books that you bought.

“Just put it in my room, Kobe’s there.” You told him, and he struggled himself up the stairs.

You walked towards the living room and you could hear the water splashing here and there.

You walked out to the back and you saw Hoseok in the pool, his hands covering his face. “Hey…” You said, as you walked closer to the pool.

Hoseok’s head shot up and he smiled as he saw you walking closer towards him.

“Hey there!” He smiled, taking a few steps closer to the edge of the pool and you couched close to him.

“How was your day?” He asked, his eyes beaming as he looked up to yours. “It was, great, I had a great time!” You smiled. “Edgar took me to places…” You added.

Hoseok reached out for your hand and you took it.

“Did you buy anything?” He asked. And you just smiled cheekily and giggled.

“Oh no…” He laughed, letting go of your hand and swim towards the middle.

“Oh come on! I was having my time!” You defended yourself and you both just laughed.

“What are you doing in the pool this late?” You asked him with a light chuckle.

“I was waiting for you to come back! I didn’t know what to do so I just jumped right in here!” He said cheerfully and you just shook your head. You saw his towel on the chair at the side of the pool. You grabbed his towel and told him to come out because it was getting dark. And he did.

As he was walking closer to you, you noticed the bullet marks and the cuts on his shoulder and stomach was there. It was getting better, but it was still visible.

“(Y/N).”

Your eyes shot up to his. You didn’t realize he was already standing right in front of you. “Don’t stare at it.” He said sternly.

“Sorry, I just…” You hesitate on touching it but you did it any way. Your thumb caressing on his the mark before it made its way to his stomach. “Does it still hurt?” You asked, looking up to him.

He shook is head. He took the towel from your hand before he could dry his hair off with it. He then put on his robe, before he could dry his hair again.

“Let’s get in, it’s getting cold out here.” He smiled, and you replied him by nodding your head.

 As you walked back inside, Edgar was standing on the front door while Kobe just came from upstairs.

“Sir, Miss (Y/N), all of your belongings are up in your room.” Kobe smiled.

“Thank you Kobe, and Edgar, thank you for driving me up to places.” You smiled, turning to Edgar.

“It was a pleasure.” He bowed a little.

Kobe and Edgar excused themselves before you both could went up the stairs. “So how much did you actually spent, like, really, I won’t judge.” He Hoseok asked and you just chuckled. “Oh you’ll see.” You said as you opened the door to your room.

Hoseok was surprised to see a bunch of shopping bags on the couch and on the table. His jaw dropped and he was just utter loss. “You spent a lot…” He laughed. “I needed that retail therapy.” You rolled your eyes with a giggle.

“What’s in the box?” He asked pointing at the brown bod on the table.

“Edgar took me to this huge bookstore in the city and—really, it was big, and I got something new to read.” You smiled gleefully patting the top of the box.

Hoseok couldn’t help but to smile. Seeing you happy like this just satisfied him.

“Are you happy?” He asked as you trotted back closer to him. He placed his arms around yoru middle and you nod your head. “Yeah, I want to go out again.” You said.

“Oh, not tomorrow, I don’t know how much bags you could bring home tomorrow.” He joked and you playfully hit his arm.

“I’m going to take my shower first okay, do you want me to stay here again?” Hoseok asked, taking a step back. You nodded your head.

“Great!” He said giving you thumbs up before he could rush his steps towards his room. You giggled and shut the door before you decided to take a shower and change into more comfortable clothes.

 “Anne?” You called as you walked into the kitchen.

Anne appeared from the back and you gave her a bright smile. “Ooh… someone is happy from her therapy, how was your day honey? Hot chocolate?” Anne offered.

You nodded your head excitedly before you took a seat on the stool.

“It was fun, if you were in my room, you would be so disappointed at how much I spent.” You chuckled.

“Ohh, at this point, I’m more disappointed if you didn’t bring anything home.” She chuckled.

As you were waiting for Anne to make you hot chocolate, your smile fades as you remembered what you encounter in the lobby of the mall and also how you reunited with Namjoon.

“Something might have happened…” You started, and Anne looked over her shoulder to you.

“And that is?”

“I bumped into Namjoon.” You stated.

Anne stopped stirring and turned to you. “You did?” She was truly surprised. You nodded your head.

“And how was that?” She asked, handing you your drink.

“It was… awkward at first, but then we did some catching up and it turns out he makes music now, he’s got a music career.” You added. “Wow… that’s wonderful.” Anne smiled.

“And also, when I was at the lobby, waiting for Edgar, there were these to women talking.” You said, getting uncomfortable.

“Who are they?” She asked.

 I’m sure she’s a terrible mother.

Is she even a mother?

 Will I be? Can I be? You lift both of your shoulders. “I don’t know, but they say that my husband is a murderer—well, Hoseok was the one who almost died—and they said that I’m a bad mother—and—am I even going to be a mother? Will I ever be? And I just—“ You couldn’t finish your sentence you just covered your face with your hands.

“It’s not that I haven’t thought about it. Yeah, I want to be a mother one day, but not now, I don’t want to have a child where their parents are still feeling like a complete stranger to each other, I don’t want my child to know what his father does for living, I don’t want this child to go through the same thing me and Hoseok went through.” You explained, and you could see Anne’s expression.

“Honey…” Anne reached out for your hand and you took it.

“You’ll have kids when the time is right, you’re going to be a great mother, I just know it… and you’re right, this isn’t the perfect time to have them, you and Hoseok still have things to figure out and need to straighten your feelings out too. They don’t know what Hoseok’s been through, and certainly what you’ve been through. They are just talking stuff that they don’t even know about!” Anne told you, and you could feel your eyes burning. But you didn’t want to cry.

“I know… but It just hurts to hear them say that.” You told her. “You’re strong, I know you are, you’ll get past it and you’ll get over it, and you’ll prove them wrong.” She smiled and you smiled back.

“Thanks Anne.” You thanked her, before getting a hold of your hot chocolate and taking a sip of it.

“Does Hoseok know?” Anne asked. “About this? No! No, let’s hope not, I don’t want him to know about this—“ “No, I mean… about you saw Namjoon.” Anne corrected. You felt a lump in your throat. You weren’t really sure weather to tell Hoseok about how you met Namjoon earlier. You’re scared that he’ll get mad or he’s going to avoid you afterwards or worse.

“I don’t know, maybe he shouldn’t know about this too.” You added.

“But honey, he has to know about the… parenthood thing… it’s important, it’s something the both of you have to discuss about.” Anne told you, bringing back the topic. “I don’t know Anne, I just don’t think he wants to have kids…” You trailed off, stressing out. “With me…” You added blankly. Anne just stood there, watching you scratching your head

“Well, I’m heading up, thanks for the hot chocolate Anne.” You smiled, getting off the stool, bringing the glass with you.

Anne just nodded, with a smile on her face.

“Oh and (Y/N)!” Anne called. And you turned your heels around. “Don’t over think it okay?” She said.

 As you were walking up the stairs just in time, Hoseok came out from his room wearing a pair of dark pants and a grey t-shirt.

“Hey, I just got back from the kitchen.” You explained. “Hot cocoa?”  You offered as Hoseok walked closer to you. He took the mug from your before taking a sip of it.

“Ah, it’s warm.” He exclaimed and you smiled. “You alright?” He asked.

“Yeah, I’m alright.” You told him, but he knew something was bothering you just by the look in your eye.

You opened the door to your room and stepped inside. “Come in.” You forced a smile. You walked towards the table and placed your mug there, but you didn’t dare to turn around to face Hoseok. You heard the door being shut and you pursed your lips, preventing the tears in your eyes from falling.

“(Y/N)…” His voice low but calm.

“(Y/N), if there’s anything bothering you, you know you can tell me.” He said.

You nodded your head, the tears finally escaping. But you quickly wiped it away. You didn’t want to be sad. You kept telling yourself to not over think it and just forget about what was bothering you.

You quickly turned your heels and walked towards Hoseok before crashing your lips into his. He was surprised by your sudden moves but he gladly welcomed your kiss. He had his arms around your stomach, pulling you closer as his lips was still working on yours. You pulled away from the kiss and rest your head on his shoulder.

Hoseok was clearly confused on what was going on, what was wrong with you but he just rubs your back with his hand trying to calm you down.

“Is everything alright?” He asked before he could swallow hard.

 “I just need you to hold me right now Hoseok… please, don’t let go.” You whispered.

[crypticcravings]

Faster

I'm back with Adrinette Month Day 12: Childhood Friends! I’ve been working on this AU for a little while, and plan on turning it into a multi-chapter fic when I have time. 

Also on Ao3 Inspired by Matt Nathanson's song Faster You can't tell me Marinette wouldn't have a fashion/aesthetic blog.

Six years ago. "Don't cry, Marinette," Adrien said, brushing back her bangs to see her wiping away her tears. "I'll be gone for a long time, but I promise I'll keep in touch."

"I know I shouldn't be crying. I mean, with everything you're going through, I should be the one comforting you, but I'm going to miss you so much!" Marinette threw her arms around Adrien and cried into his shoulder. She couldn't seem to stop.

"I'll come back for you," Adrien said, rubbing her back. "And when I do, we can be together forever. We'll even get married." 

Marinette giggled through her tears. "You've been watching too many movies, Adrien."

"Adrien," M. Agreste's assistant called from the car, "It's time to leave now. Your father is waiting."

Marinette reluctantly let go of her best friend. "Email me when you get there." Adrien, feeling bold at the prospect of missing her, kissed her on the cheek before turning away. He glanced back over his shoulder and gave her a sad smile. "I'm going to keep my promise."

Marinette grinned. "Take care of yourself."

Present Day. Cardiac-Agreste: Just admit that it's a good show. Ladybugs-and-Lace: i don't know how you sucked me into this one Ladybugs-and-Lace: but yes Ladybugs-and-Lace: out of all of these shows you've shown me I enjoyed YoI the most Ladybugs-and-Lace: are you happy? Cardiac-Agreste: as a clam ^0^ Ladybugs-and-Lace:  (￢_￢;) Cardiac-Agreste: u kno u love it uwu Ladybugs-and-Lace: *rolls eyes* Ive got to go. Helping mom and dad in the bakery. Ttyl dork. Cardiac-Agreste: later bug Cardiac-Agreste: (*^^*)♡

Marinette closed out of Tumblr messenger and headed downstairs to the bakery. She had a feeling that a series of memes and posts would be in her inbox by the time she returned. 

In the past few years, even though her best friend was moving about Europe for his father's company, they had tried their best to keep in touch. That generally meant a handful of emails here and there, and a few short messages on his "secret" social media accounts. Marinette missed him, of course. She only knew what he looked like from magazine articles and fashion reports. She didn't even know what his voice sounded like anymore. Some contact was better than none, though, she supposed. 

She smiled as she helped her mother knead the dough for the next batch of bread. She made a mental note to run to the news stand to pick up the newest Vogue. It should have a special on Milan Fashion Week, and a feature on the newest Gabriel line.

New school years were always stressful. Marinette hadn't had the best of luck with them. As she brushed her hair and fixed her makeup, she couldn't help the sense of dread in the pit of her stomach. What would she do to mess up this time?

Marinette sighed, tied her hair into two short braids and tucked them behind her ears. She assessed her outfit, and decided it was as good as it was going to get. Pink shorts, white shirt, black bolero, and pink flats. Bright and warm enough to almost feel like it was still summer. Marinette swiped some light pink lip-gloss across her lips and put on a wide-brimmed sunhat before hiking her school bag onto her shoulder and heading out. 

"Hey, Marinette," Alya called from the street corner.

Marinette's day brightened marginally. "Morning, Alya!" 

The two walked the negligible distance to the Lycee, making a short stop along the way for Marinette to pick up a copy of Vogue. 

"I know we've talked about this before," Alya said, looking over Marinette's shoulder at the spread, "but why are you so obsessed with this model again?"

Marinette groaned and flipped to the next page, hoping to get away from the images of Adrien on the runway. Unfortunately, the next page showed a close up of his bright green eyes peering over a pair of thick rimmed, teal glasses. "I'm not obsessed with him. We grew up together. Our moms were best friends."

"Then why have I never met him?"

Marinette folded the opposite corner of the page over to save that photo for later. "He's not in Paris anymore. He travels all over with his father, so I haven't seen him since we were in primary school."

Alya pondered this for a moment. This was the person competing for her position as best friend. Alya was also pretty sure this was the guy she was always sending messages to. She'd always written him off as an internet friend. Alya had plenty of them herself, but it turned out their connection went much deeper than that. 

"Do you ever video chat with this guy?"

"Nah. He's really busy, and sometimes time zones don't line up, but we're alright with the way things are." The lie slipped out easily. In reality, she missed talking to him face to face. It would be wonderful to have that connection with him. But she really did understand. Besides, it was a miracle their friendship had survived this long without seeing one another. 

The duo walked up the stairs of the school and headed towards their new, and final, Lycee classroom. 

Once they claimed their seats, Alya and Marinette carried on chatting and gossiping about their friends. 

Marinette was especially animated while telling Alya about a particularly heated debate she and Chloe had gotten into when they had been out shopping the week prior. She and Chloe hadn't always been friends, that was for sure, but she had calmed down quite a bit since their college days, and eventually they became good friends.

"Can you believe that? The color was horrendous, and she was actually trying to push it onto me," Marinette threw her arms about as she gestured about the dress. "Sometimes, I seriously believe that she still has it out for me." She threw her arms back in frustration, and suddenly her arm came into contact with warm, hard flesh.

The contact was met with a deep groan, and a gasp from Alya, along with a couple of other classmates in the room. Marinette let out a squack, and her hands flew to her own face. "Did I just--"

Alya nodded, eyes wide. 

Marinette screwed her eyes shut. Alya's hands came to her shoulders and made her turn to face her latest victim. She opened her eyes to find a blond head hunched over near the ground. 

She bent down to be at the blonde's level and started fretting instantly. "Oh my gosh, I am so so sorry!" His face was covered by both of his hands, making Marinette fear that she had actually broken his nose or given him a black eye or something. "Are you alright? I swear, I need to pay better attention to my surroundings. I can't believe…I…actually…." Marinette's voice trailed off as he removed his hand. "Oh my God."

Her look of disbelief was met with glimmering green eyes, and a mischievous smirk. "Clumsy as ever, I see, Bugaboo."

"Oh my God," Marinette repeated, "Oh my God!"

"Is that the only thing you have to say to me after all these years?" He shot her a fake pout. 

Marinette put her hands on his face and squished his cheeks together. She turned his head this way and that, trying to take everything in. His hands came up to her wrists to still her movements. "Oh my God, Adrien!"

Marinette launched herself at her friend, putting him off balance and toppling him to the ground. 

"How are you here right now? What is happening?"

Adrien laughed and pushed both of them up to their feet. "My father is moving us back to Paris for a while."

"How did you not tell me about this?"

"Your parents knew, but I wanted it to be a surprise, so I didn't tell anyone else." Marinette realized how far she had to crane her neck just to meet his eyes. He had to be over six feet tall by now. "You're enormous!" 

Adrien grinned, rubbing the back of his neck. "Just because you haven't grown since we were kids doesn't make me a giant, Bug."

Suddenly, Alya was at Marinette's side, pulling the two apart. "As heartwarming as this reunion is, class is about to start and we should really be taking our seats. The teacher this year is majorly strict."

Adrien took Marinette's hands in his. "We can talk about this more after class. Catch up, and everything."

Marinette's cheeks hurt from smiling so much. She couldn't believe this was real life. "I'd like that." 

Adrien took his seat in the row in front of Marinette and her friend. He was ecstatic to have Mari back in his life, and not just online, and he fully intended on making good on that last promise he made her.