#bts scneario

[perfectlyoongi]

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who appears at your doorstep at two in the morning, eager to take you on a walk around the city under the starry sky. Jungkook would always say that he just wanted to eat, using convenience stores as an excuse to justify his need to be by your side at the most vulnerable time of the day. “come on! the night is too beautiful to be locked up at home. just an hour, please.”

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who finds peace in your arms, not having any shame in asking you for a hug. between smiles and winks, Jungkook used his sweet voice to persuade you to wrap him in a strong hug, a quick hug, a playful hug — it didn't matter what kind, it just had to be yours. "it is written in the stars. if you don't give me a hug, your arms will fall off. i’m just looking out for your well-being.”

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who never tires of saying that he adores you whenever he sees you, until he realizes that the emotion he felt was much more than adoration. Jungkook didn't stop telling you how much he liked you, he just said it less often, most of it with a pink tint on his cheeks. “you know, i know you must be tired of hearing it, but… i really like you, yea? never forget that, please.”

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who admires you from a distance, puppy eyes full of passion and devotion. a smile was always drawn on Jungkook's face every time he looked at you, his heart beating a little faster every time you looked at him and returned the smile. “i can swear you were created by gods and stars. it is impossible for a person like you, a soul like you, to be fully human.”

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who invites you to all his performances and is genuinely sad when you can't go see him. he knows you have commitments to attend to, he knows you have a life beyond your friendship, but he just wanted to have the person he liked most rooting for him. “don’t feel obligated to go, please! but i can't lie. knowing that you are there for me gives me strength to do my best.”

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who is filled with pride every time he sees you happy with life. Jungkook knows how cruel life can be, and he knows perfectly well that not every day will be good, but when he sees you so smiling, so playful, as if there was no evil in the world, he could only feel pride that you were so strong. “i like to see how happiness makes you more beautiful. it’s as if you were kissed by the sun itself.”

PRE-BOYFRIEND!JUNGKOOK who kisses you for the first time under the stars on one of your night walks. a little nervous, with his heart racing, Jungkook didn't hesitate to estabilize your relationship when his hand gently caressed your face and your lips came together in a tender, slow, passionate kiss. “let’s forget what we are just for a moment, and try to imagine what we could be together.”

[tiktaalic]

It’s been too long since I’ve lain awake in bed reciting the supernatural finale lore and I can’t remember. Was heaven roadhouse jimmy with none Cas a joke or speculation or an honest to goodness plan that could have materialized if the stars had been even slightly more fucked

so i dug around. here is what i have pieced together to the best of my ten minute ability. on nov 22/23 2020 on some livestream panel etc misha talks about how jimmy was supposed to be in the original roadhouse ending. i cant remember if this pre or post dates the spn bts book coming out and confirming a more robust roadhouse ending. i want to say. pre. just bc nov 22 seems quite early from a nov 19 finale for a bts 15 season overview book to be sold and start circulating online. and i think. i remember hearing misha saying his bullshit and going Oh I Bet and then the below coming out and going. hang on. . . kernels of truth? but this might be a false memory. because i THINK i remember hearing about kansas for the first time thru this screenshot. i do think (hearsay) jared padalecki also mentioned jimmy/misha (unsure which) for the original finale at some point? so . it is kind of a whether or not you believe men scneario.

actually i dug some more. here's a post that transcribes the vid/tweet that got deleted. https://tiktaalic.tumblr.com/post/635524089089523712/cant-believe-it-could-have-been-worse

[terastalungrad]

BB20: Monday 9 October

Apparently, the new mix of the theme tune means ITV avoids paying a domestic abuser. Fun behind the scenes facts!

I really love Yinrun's love of British slang. The way she joyfully says she's "knackered".

Nice seeing Chanelle and Jordan bond.

Hallie is trans! Very lovely coming out scene. BIG fan of the cis women gathering around her for hugs. And first ever Big Brother pronoun circle??

Yinrun comforting Jenkin! My faves unite.

I'm fascinated by Jordan and Henry together. The former a (surely neurodivergent) working class kid who's taught himself to speak like he's in Downton Abbey, the latter a Royalist Tory boarding school kid who grew up with a maid. So far, Jordan adores Henry. Of course he does! Henry's basically Jordan's special interest irl. But ... they are not the same. Curious to see how this friendship develops.

I know I'm being a sucker here, but ARGH I love Farida complimenting Hallie's makeup, including her overuse of she/her pronouns to make it really clear she's ON BOARD.

Anything we can do to decouple religion from bigotry is valuable work.

Olivia's secret task is to avoid being ranked "least entertaining". Classic Big Brother stuff - except it also stops her descending into embittered rage. FIlling the day with singing and cartwheels is making people warm to her.

Interesting moment: Olivia gets wound up after Farida helps herself to Olivia's salmon. As she starts working herself up into a frenzy - Hallie chooses this moment to compliment her jewelry.

This technique of tension-release-via-distraction is very familiar to me from my job, working with people who've had traumatic childhoods [comedians].

(First kpop song used in Big Brother UK I wonder? Instrumental version of Dynamite by BTS.)

Jenkin asked to rank housemates from most to least intelligent, goes entirely by accent. He places Llanelli's Chanelle 3rd from the bottom, in an act of inter-Welsh betrayal.

Noky puts Scouser Paul top of "funniest", and puts Jenkin last in another terrible bit of Cymruphobia.

Henry must rank by "entertaining". He places Olivia second. Since she's not bottom, she's now IMMUNE from eviction now, and I am HYPED! She was in a horrible position, fated to be hated and evicted - and it won't happen now.

Chanelle struggling with the very-low-stakes rejection of being ranked low on kindness. :-(

Early bonding between Jordan, Henry, Trish, and Hallie - bonding by making fun of Olivia. Jordan is VERY good at this. He's astute, and sharing his observations in a way that allows everyone to laugh at Olivia.

And hey, Olivia's salmon rant was ridiculous. As a one-off bit of letting-off-steam, this is fine. But I have a sinking feeling that this is the start of a group of outsiders who socialise by bitching.

Farida and Zak bond over how much they like Olivia. This is nice. I want her to have friends.

Ahh, Trish. People so wanted you to destroy Henry. You have betrayed the left by being friends with him.

Trish hates Tory voters, but recognises that Henry simply doesn't understand a single thing and therefore likes Boris Johnson. (Which is a pretty good working definition of "Tory voter").

Popular phrase this series: True Authentic Self. Hallie is on HRT so she can be her True Authentic Self. How can Jenkin be his True Authentic Self without his suitcase?

This is funny to me, since TAS just makes me think of Tool-Assisted Speedruns, which are the opposite of a True Authentic Self.

Welsh Chanelle tries to chat up bisexual Jordan. These are good identities to bring into a relationship in my experience.

Jordan's extraordinary. I was so worried this show would be in the same space as Love Island. But instead - best case scneario - it's in the same space as The Circle.

[bulletproof-petals]

With Everything;

A/N: Hey guys! So a few of you have been asking when the next chapters upload and it will be uploaded every two days! It just takes a bit of time for me to put the plots together and proofread it. Enjoy the second chapter!

Warning: Blood, Violence, Mentions of Rape, Smut (in future chapters), Swearing, Abuse.

Word Count: 2029

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chp 6

You had to admit that you were nervous as you slipped out of your comfortable wears. You looked at yourself in the mirror, scanning every part. Seduce the target huh? You chuckled to yourself. It was funny because you never thought yourself of being seductive, well you probably weren’t but you were the only female in the group. You shuffled through your walk in closet trying to pick out the most wealthy yet seductive looking dress you had. You ended up with a silky rose-gold slip on dress that hugged your chest to your waist before flaring and falling a bit above the middle of your thigh. Accompanied with the dress was a silk choker that came with the same shade of rose-gold that wrapped around your neck delicately. You strolled back to the body-length mirror and looked at yourself again. You thought something was missing - you slipped onto your nude pumps and applied a thin layer of lip gloss that plumped up your lips as it glistened in the night light. Now you were content. With a swift pump of perfume you walked out of your comfort zone.

Namjoon waited patiently for you at the end of the staircase. To be honest he didn’t want you to do anything with the mission, let alone with the whole mafia organization. He wanted to keep you safe as it had been requested by your father as well but he had no other choice. You were the only female that he’s ever trusted wholeheartedly in his entire life excluding his mother, the last thing he wanted to do was to set you up as bait. He sighed again for the billionth time.

“Would you stop sighing.” Yoongi grumbled in annoyance as he sat on one of the stairs across from Namjoon.

“If you didn’t want her to be a part of this that much then you shouldn’t have suggested her in the first place.” He was right. Namjoon groaned in frustration this time before loosening his tie a bit.

“Yeah, I know.” And I sure as hell regret.

Soon enough all the members gathered below the stairs and stood patiently as they waited for your grand entrance and you apparently, did not disappoint. As they heard the clacking of heels, all their heads slowly looked up when you shyly glide down the stairs. Jimin and Jungkook’s mouths parted open slightly in awe as they saw you; your dress clinging to your upper body, hugging all the right places as your hips swung lightly side to side - threatening the hems of dress to ride up. The string of your choker followed as it gracefully followed behind you. Taehyung had a smug smirk spread across his face. Yoongi simply gave a nod of approval while Hoseok slow clapped along with Jin who had a motherly smile spread across his face. Namjoon stood in shock as he’s never seen you so dolled up, now he really didn’t want you to go. He adjusted his tie before clapping to get the members attentions. You finally reached the bottom of the stairs and joined in their little huddle.

“So, the plan is to be done with this within the span of 3 hours understood?” All the others nodded while Jimin and Jungkook’s gaze never leaving you before they realized that Namjoon was visibly giving them a death glare.

All the members mumbled in agreement and began to head out of the door. You felt a tug on your arm as you were about to trail along and to your surprise, it was Namjoon. You cocked your head questioningly. Namjoon simply took of his black long coat he was wearing and draped it on your shoulders.

“It’s cold.”He simply stated before catching up with the members without even taking a glance at you. Your hands slowly drew to both sides of your shoulders before clenching onto his coat. It smelled of his musky cologne and for some reason, you felt at ease. You said nothing and simply followed along.

The car ride was silent except the clings and clicks of guns being loaded in the far corner. He tested the aim before pointing the gun to you. You simply looked back at him with a bored expression. Yoongi seemed to be taken by the act but was replaced by a smirk at how unfazed you were. He dropped the gun and gave you a wink before returning to reloading the guns. You simply rolled your eyes. The members were on their phones either texting someone or replying phone calls. You felt a bit out of place. They were all dressed in neat black suits that seemed to fit their fram perfectly as they sat leaning back on the car seat with their glossy dress shoes shining as you sped pass street lights, and before you knew it you arrived at the party.

As soon as you walked out of the car, you were greeted with a 90 degree bow by two bulky guards at the entrance of the club before starting a full body scan. Jimin and Taehyung trailed not far behind but they hesitated as the guards came close to them.

“They’re with me.” You simply waved your hand and the two boys hurriedly scrambled to your side. The guards stole glances at each other as they eyed them cautiously. One of then nodded and the other opened the door to blasting music that eloped your eardrums before you even stepped into the club. You sucked in a deep breath as you clutched your purse and held your head up before you walked in. Jimin and Taehyung followed.

The club was loud with rave lights flinging themselves mindlessly as music drowned your ears. People were dancing, grinding, talking, and drinking their poor souls away. You grimaced - you were never really found of loud places even when your father threw dinner parties so there was no reason for you to enjoy this, not one bit. Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder and you flinched. Turning, you noticed it was Taehyung trying to get your attention in this loudness that seemed to swallow your own voices.

“Are you okay?” He spoke under the heavy music that seemed too heavy. You gave him a reassuring nod.

“We’re right behind you okay?” Jimin almost half shouted. You gave another nod while a smile creeped onto the end of your lips.

It wasn’t hard to spot the target as he was sitting literally in the middle of the club where the spotlight shined brightest on his luxurious fox furred sofa as he laughed away with the women who swarmed around him. One of his arms draped over a woman’s shoulder while her chest was basically spilling out in front of his eyes while his other hand snaked between the thighs of another woman who was too drunk for words except with the fit of giggles. Your stomach turned with disgust - you hated men like him. Surrounding him were four tall guards who were clearly armed as they stood a protective length away from the man, keeping an eye on whoever approached him. Jimin seemed to have spot him too and nudged you gently.

“(y/n), that’s him.” His whisper was too close to your ear as it sent a jolt of shiver down your spine. You gave a quick nod before swiftly making your way through the crowds. Taehyung stopped Jimin from following you and Jimin turned to him giving him a confusing look but he retrieved and stood at the end of the bar as they both watched you slowly weave through the crowds before you came to a halt as one of the bodyguards stopped you. You peeked behind the bulky man and stole a look at the target and he caught it.

“Let her in.” He slurred. Disgusting.

You gave a shy smile before slowly making your way to him. He shooed the woman he was basically finger fucking and patted the seat next to him. You set yourself down before leaning into him with just enough view of your milky chest showing before slowly rubbing on him. He observed you with curiosity before a hand cupped your breast. You yelped in surprise but did not retreat.

Observing from far away, Taehyung seemed to be at muse at your actions being so bold and direct. He didn’t expect you to be so straightforward but it impressed him with what you were doing to the target because it seemed to be working. The man was looking down into your chest before he looked up to you, leaning closely and whispering something that earned a giggle out of you.

“She’s good.” Jimin stated and you were. You cooed at the man, running your hands on his thigh, getting dangerously close to his manhood.

“Why don’t we go...somewhere a bit private hmm sugar?” He whispered into your ear before giving it a nibble. You blushed and gave a playful slap to his chest before shyly nodding your head. To your conclusion, the sick man apparently had some kink to innocent girls, twirling his thumb around your waist before getting up and dragging you along. You stole a quick glance at the two boys who were still watching you intently before following the man through the sweaty bodies rubbing together as you two escaped through the back door.

“They’re on the move.” Jimin spoke into the mic before he and Taehyung started following you through but was stopped by two guards who blocked the back door.

Shit.

You were shoved onto the wall of the back alley before you felt yourself cringe at the sloppy lips that were pressed to yours. You winced at the impact but played along. This man’s hand travelled everywhere, roaming your body and you felt your dignity slowly being taken away. In your mind you were screaming for Jimin and Taehyung to be here to tackle the man and have the mission finished but they didn't come. You started getting anxious while the man’s mouth travelled around the nape of your neck, leaving wet kisses but your eyes remained on the backdoor. Suddenly you felt a sting on your left arm before shoving the man aside and saw a needle injected in you. You looked back at the man who stumbled back but an ugly smirk wiped across his face.

“What did yo-” Before you could finish, you felt your eyes going blank as your knees gave out. The last thing you felt was your head hitting the cold cement ground and the snickering of the man that stood in front of you.

“We lost her!” Taehyung basically screamed into the mic as they forced pass the crowd of people. They weren’t authorized to go through the backdoor unless given permission by the owner or whoever was accompanying them.

“Fuck!” Jimin shouted in frustration before they headed out of the club and climbed into the black van that awaited for them, following a furious Namjoon.

“You two fuckers!” Namjoon was retrained by Jungkook who was trying his hardest to pull him back from throwing punches at the two men who sat ashamed.

“You had one fucking job,” Namjoon boomed, his voice echoing inside the dead silent van. Yoongi and Jin had their jaws clenched while staring intently at Namjoon who was still restrained by Jungkook.

“And that was to watch over her!”

“We tho-” Taehyung was cut off by Namjoon almost lunging at them before Jungkook held Namjoon back again before his grip slipped. Taehyung flinched. He had only seen Namjoon this mad once in his entire life of working with him. That time was when his father passed away and they were passing a couple of men who were chuckling at the death of his father and Namjoon snapped. Long story short, the couple of men were no more.

“Where is she?!” Namjoon shouted again but Jin responded in a calm collective tone.

“She’s heading towards the east, where the target’s headquarter is.” As he typed away on the keyboard.

“Let’s go.” Namjoon pushed Jungkook away harshly before fixing his shirt collar.

Masterlist

[banghyunchanji]

Imagine Jungkook getting annoyed when both of your groups partner up and you get partnered up with Jimin and Jhope instead of him

[kookie-vith-suga]

Ordinary II

Word count: 1028

Warnings: Bad language, nothing really

Author’s note: I guess you guys liked the first part :D You see this isn’t a drabble anymore but I will use those catch phrases! Be sure of that ;) Special thanks to @actualkpopgarbage @wall-of-ivy @guiltypleasurepassions @melodywritings ! I hope you anticipate this part and request for a part 3!

Also great shout out to @seokist for mentioning my Ydom- series in her faves! I truely feel honoured :D Maybe this one is also to your liking babe ♥♥♥

–> Masterlist

Ordinary:  I

!! Requests are closed !!

Excerpt: “Listen I am not your fucking sweetie so cut that shit! And if you are not able to tell me why the fuck I got followed, drugged and brought here then better hurry the fuck up and bring me someone who can explain this to me!“

Second encounter

Breath. Your eyes flickered open. Your limbs felt heavy. Your head was the only part of your body you were able to move. You turned it to the right and to the  left. There was no window. It must be some kind of basement. The only sources of light were two naked bulbs which left most of the room in complete darkness. You saw that you right hand was cuffed to a metal rot. Panic overcame you.

“Ahh you finally woke up. The chloroform lasted longer than expected”, a voice ascended from one of the dark corners. A second later a man appeared. You did not know him. In fact you didn’t know anything right now. Not where you where and how you got here. In your head everything was just chaos. Your breath started to speed up and you wanted to open your mouth but instead of words coming out you bended over the side of the bed and threw up.

“Oh well. Could have seen this coming. Don’t worry sweetie. I will take good care of you.” He showed you a reassuring smile but you could not stop feeling qualsm about the whole situation.

An hour or so had passed and you had gained most of your strength back. You sat on the edge not of a bed but of a washed up couch as you had recognized by now. At least as good as the handcuff allowed you to sit. Yet you still had not spoken a word to him while he as constantly rambling about different things. Maybe because you still felt a little sick and were scared to throw up again.

“Here drink this”, he held a mug with steam arising towards you. You eyed the mug carefully.

“It is only camomile tea, sweetie. For your stomach you know. We don’t want you get problems with it later right?”

Hesitantly you took it and smelled on it still wary of the substance. It actually really smelled like camomile but you weren’t so stupid to just believe him. He sighed out loud before reaching over and taking the mug from your hand. He took a sip and handed it back.

“Do you believe me now, sweetie?” He sat down on an stool opposite to you. “Do you know if I actually wanted to kill you, I would have done it already, sweetie.”

You stared at him while slowly lifting the mug to your lips. You let the warm liquor run down your throat and immediately felt better.

“I am not your sweetie”, you retorded a little surprised by your own hoarse voice.

“Wow you actually got a voice and even a pretty one. I am impressed”, he teased, “I thought Taehyungie only brought junk again.” He laughed over his own words.

“Is that his name?”, you gritted your teeth.

He chuckled but did not answer you. You stared into your mug meanwhile he had reached over to his left side and turned on a floor lamp. You needed to squint your eyes from the sudden brightness. The whole room was visible and you were shocked by its state.

“What kind of place is that?”, it slipped over your lips before you thought about it.

The room was bigger than expected. You spotted various shelves totally packed with odds and ends. It looked more like depot than a place to live. 

“My place”, he answered dryly.

“Wait, you are actually living here?” Maybe if I continue acting like I give a shit about him, I can wrap him around my little finger and he opens up.

“Yes, I do. In fact you are currently in my living-/bedroom. Over there is my kitchen”, he pointed to the other side of the room, “and my work room”, his finger wandered to a closed door. “It is not huge but I got everything I need and my way to work is basically only rolling out of the bed”, he joked. This guy really enjoys hearing himself talk. 

You faked a laugh which sounded very fake even to you so you quickly cleared your throat and took another sip of the tea. Stupid Y/N! How is a plan like that going to work when you are so bad at flirting and everything related to that. Maybe being blunt is the best idea. That is at least something I can.

“Why I am here?”, you tried to sound calm.

“Oh sweetie! Unfortunately I am in no position to tell you this”, he said in a honeyed tone.

There had gone your composure already and not being able to keep your mouth shut as usual this would bring you into great trouble.

“Listen I am not your fucking sweetie so cut that shit! And if you are not able to tell me why the fuck I got followed, drugged and brought here then better hurry the fuck up and bring me someone who can explain this to me! I am not willing to stay here without any purpose so they better have a really good explanation!”, you set up a threatening tone.

It stayed silent for a little where he just stared at you with a surprised face. As his expression started to dissolve his lips curled into a smug grin.

“They made a really good choice with you.” He got up and caressed over you head for a second. You were so surprised by his statement and action that the words were stuck in your throat for short. Only as he withdrew his hand and made his way out you snapped back.

“What is that supposed to mean?! Hey, look at me when I am fucking talking to you!”, you called after him. You got up to follow him but the metal of the handcuff drilled into your flesh. You cried out in pain and sank down on the floor. Tears were rolling down your cheeks.

For a person who didn’t cry a lot this seemed like the very right time to cry.

“I want to go home”, you whispered to yourself since there was no one to hear it anymore.

This is shit, I am sorry. I am sure the next one will be better again.

♥ Requests for part 3 open ♥

[smuttyassholes]

BTS reaction to you blushing after they kissed your neck?

Hoseok : *Not expecting you to react that way, he'd laugh while playfully nudging you as you’re hiding your face in your hands, then reassuringly rubs your lower back*

“You don’t have to be so nervous.”

Namjoon : *Amused by your shy reaction, he’d tilt your chin up and meet your gaze with hungry eyes, placing a sweet kiss on your lips*

“You’re so cute when you blush, baby girl. Don’t hide...”

Yoongi : *Smiles warmly and gazes down at your lips, tempted to turn the sweet, short kiss into something else*

“I wonder what else will make you blush.”

Taehyung : *Carelessly wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close against him to feel his growing excitement*

“Let’s take this somewhere private, what do you say?” 

Jungkook : *Passionately kisses your neck again, feeling himself become aroused and impatient, but immediately tries to hide it since you two are not alone*

“Which flavor do you want?”

Jimin : *He’d tease you with a smirk before slowly making his way back down to your neck, softly brushing his lips against the same area that made you flustered*

“Don’t tell me it’s that easy?”

Jin : *Becomes flustered with you, laughing awkwardly, and acting like he doesn’t understand why you reacted that way*

“Why are you blushing suddenly?"

[firebettercallnct]

📞 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚

jungkook x reader

part fifteen: can i watch

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an; this au was very fun to write i hope u enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it <3

[btsloser]

jungkook: guys there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.

jin, on the bottom bunk: honestly fuck you.

[missdreamshade]

Aerin didn’t know what to make out of this.

She didn’t understand what was going on but there was one thing that she found to be odd. It was the way Taehyung spoke to her and even looked at her. His slightly pitched voice whenever he spoke to her... The way his eyes softened when he looked at her and how he cooed at the things she did.

In a way it was as if he was speaking to someone who was lesser than him, someone who was below him. He hovered over her and looked down at her as if she was a child.

But no, this was more extreme. It was as if he treated her like a pet. He even talked about ‘his rules’ ‘lessons’ and ‘punishments’ as if that was a normal thing between two people.

Aerin sat down at the table. “Thank you, that’s really nice of you...” She stared down at the plate. Truth be told, she had zero appetite, but she was scared of what he’d to if she didn’t eat, so she took a bite of her food. “It’s delicious...”

She didn’t say anything as she tried her best to clear her plate. “S-so uhm... I had a lot of fun but I should go to work today, so, I..”

-🍎

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“You’re very welcome. Eat up, you must be starving.”

He happily popped some food into his mouth after the words left his lips. It felt so good to have her back with him - by his side. Whether she truly remembers him or not.

But the man’s fork suddenly dropped out of his hand and onto the plate, hitting the glass with an obnoxious clank. The aura around them quickly turned suffocating.

“Work,” he repeated with a disbelieving chuckle, “You want to go back to work? Sweetheart, I don’t fucking think so. You’re not leaving me again. Not ever.”

[kpopfanticscenarios]

Prompt: You feel insecure after running into Jimin’s ex

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For Anon. I hope you liked it! This one was very sweet and Jimin is basically sweetness put into a body of a very adorable man. ^.^

[perfectlyoongi]

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who proposed to you on vacation on the outskirts of florence. four days of beautiful scenery and incredible memories were just a cover for Jungkook's true plan: in a green field dressed in brightly colored flowers, the two of you were having a small picnic while laughter and tender words danced with the gentle breeze of the day; and when Jungkook's question flowed as naturally as any other sentence he could have said, your heart immediately accelerated, sending waves of happiness and fulfillment throughout your body. “will you marry me? make a whole life by my side? only you and me?”

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who insisted on throwing floating lanterns at your wedding. but Jungkook didn't want any lanterns, no; Jungkook wanted your dreams and desires for your life to be written and decorated on the light fabric of the lantern, believing that, when they reached the vast starry sky, they would be able to cling to the various stars and guard your future forever. “the celestial magic of the stars will make all our dreams come true, you’ll see.”

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who kisses you under the rain on bad days. it was a simple gesture, something small and quite banal, but it was something precious, an action that warmed you inside and made you feel good, made you feel alive; it was between raindrops that Jungkook declared his love for you in the form of a kiss, the lips that sang so many promises to you and shared so many dreams reminding you that in all the darkness of the world, among all the rain and grey, there was always something warm, there was always his love for you. “just to remind you that after so long, i still love you. and i will love you forever.”

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who wears his wedding ring like a badge of honor. Jungkook was proud to be your husband; for him, you were the only person to exist, you were the only one who really mattered because you, quite simply, were incredible in every way; so, having a token of your love, something physical that people could see, only made Jungkook's eyes shine even brighter — after all, he was eternally united to the best person that could exist. “yes, i’m married to the love of my life. isn't it incredible? i’m the luckiest man alive.”

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who hugs you from the back in the morning and gently kisses your neck. still infected by sleep, Jungkook walked slowly through the kitchen, his feet leaving traces of need, his small yawns looking for you lazily; Jungkook's arms would wrap around you without any difficulty, squeezing you with all the love he felt for you, letting his natural scent mix with that of breakfast; Jungkook's lips kissed your neck innocently, an invisible mark of wishes for a good day beginning another opportunity to live life. “good morning. you weren’t in bed, i thought i wouldn’t have time to say goodbye.”

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who takes you on long car rides at night just to decompress. with the windows open to let the night breeze flood his car, Jungkook took you to different neighborhoods and streets without any destination in mind, just the desire to bring you a little peace controlling his steering wheel; soft music was gently played in the car, while the stars of the night guided you to moments of tranquility and serenity that made you realize that it was with Jungkook that life was worth living. “the night is beautiful today. do you wanna go out? we can eat ice cream later.”

HUSBAND!JUNGKOOK who will love you forever and ever. Jungkook deeply believed that it was the universe that brought you together; it was impossible for two such deep and similar souls to meet by chance — it had to be destiny. because, for Jungkook, your souls had already been formed in ancient times, wandering through worlds and constellations in search of a way of loving deeper than the spiritual — and here you two were, extending every fragment of your passion beyond the soul. “what are the chances of feeling like we’ve loved each other forever? believe me, we are made of the same celestial dust.”

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

Taehyung: Sorry but this time I cannot do as you say. 

Namjoon: What do you mean “this time?!” You’ve never done what I’ve said once since I’ve known you!

[httpjeon]

[ᴛᴇᴀsᴇʀ] sᴇʜᴇʙᴏɴ — ᴋᴛʜ (ᴍ.)

taehyung/reader | angst, fluff, smut | alien!au | 16.5k

synopsis: you find yourself on izo huen, home to the sehebon. luckily for you, you’ve arrived at an interesting time.

contents: Huge Dick Tae, cocky!tae, soft!tae, protective!tae, lowkey possessive!tae, human!kink, slight harrassment, dom/sub themes, size kink, size difference, sensitivity kink?, orgasm kink?, cunt slapping, breath play, dry humping, cunnilingus, fingering, cumflation, belly bulging, lowkey consent kink, unrealistic sex but it’s aliens what do u expect, lots of mention of humanity

note: tae just wants to learn human things ): honestly i was so soft for this tae i adore him !!! seriously dude the dirty talk in this is FILTHY idk what happens when i write for tae but i turn into a whore

preview:  "Um thanks for walking me home," you said, shrugging your shoulders self-consciously as his eyes scanned over your body.

"It was my pleasure," he leaned closer to you, "Hey, why don't you come to the celebration in a couple days, hm?"

"You mean the fighting?" you asked, feeling uneasy at the invitation. He nodded eagerly, eyes bright in excitement, "Taehyung, I do understand it's an important practice for you...it's your culture. But humans and Earth...it's punishable to kill someone. It's against the law. We find the concept of death scary...you know?"

His head cocked to the side, brows furrowed and the excitement in his eyes gone, "You're scared to die? And you don't like to see others die?"

"Exactly, it's...it's a very negative thing for humans," you attempted to explain while trying not to upset him.

"You know being invited to a fight is a very special thing," he muttered with a frown, leaning close to you so his nose was touching yours. Your eyes grew wide at the fire burning in his eyes and you swallowed nervously, "It's very offensive to reject an invitation to a fight. I want to show you how good I am, how well I can fight. I want you to be proud of me. Impressed by me."

Your mouth grew dry at his words and the way he uttered them, deep voice dark and no hint of the gentleness he had spoken with before. You attempted to move back but found your back pressed against the door. He loomed over you, leaning on his forearms above your head ― caging you in. Strangely, the only thing you could think of was how good he smelled; like the fruits you'd eaten a couple days ago.

"I-I'm sorry, Taehyung," you whispered, licking your lips in an effort to rid yourself of your nerves, "I just...Y-You don't need to kill someone t-to impress me, you know?"

"Then how can I?" he squinted, "I find you fascinating. A cute little human girl, smart and charming. I want to...what is it you humans call it...court you?"

You wanted to smile at the sound of the outdated term he used. But it was stopped by his confession, of what he thought of you.

"W-Well...you're trying to court a human girl..." you spoke slowly, meeting his eyes in faux confidence even though your heart was beating a mile a minute, "Why don't you try...a human method?"

"A human method," he gnawed on the inside of his cheek ― apparently a habit he had while thinking, "What are human methods?"

coming soon — january 26, 2020 11:30PM EST

[bts-scenarios-br]

Scenario - Ele durante o parto do seu filho.

SEOKJIN

Tentaria ser o mais produtivo possível, fazendo tudo o que pudesse para te ajudar.

Por mais que estivesse nervoso (e ele estava), ele não deixaria esse sentimento aparecer, fingindo estar tranquilo para não te deixar mais agitada.

Se visse que estava ficando muito ansiosa, começaria a conversar com você para se distrair (e seu principal método seria com piadas, mesmo que fosse só para te deixar irritada com ele - pelo menos estaria te distraindo)

Na hora do parto em si, ele ficaria do seu lado segurando firme a sua mão e fazendo um leve carinho nos seus cabelos.

Ele se derreteria completamente assim que visse o bebê, mas deixaria que você o segurasse primeiro, ficando com um braço nos seus ombros enquanto observava a criança no seu colo.

“Nós fizemos um ótimo trabalho, jagiya. Ele é lindo, igual a gente.” Diria, te fazendo rir fraco. “Mas está só começando, e eu não vejo a hora de começarmos a ser pais para valer.”

YOONGI

Ele tentaria ao máximo possível te deixar calma enquanto esperavam o momento certo, fosse conversando com você, indo buscar algo para comer, ou apenas te fazendo companhia em silêncio.

Acabaria levando bronca dos seus familiares por não ficar os informando de como está assim como tinham combinado.

Ele ignoraria todas as vezes que você dissesse para ele dormir um pouco, dizendo que preferia ficar acordado para garantir que você estava bem.

Durante o parto ele iria ficar do lado do médico, mas sem tirar os olhos de você, querendo ver se você estava bem, mas também estar perto do filho quando ele nascesse.

Ele mesmo levaria o bebê para você, grudando os olhos nos dele e não demorando muito para se emocionar com a visão do pequeno.

“Ele é a sua cara.” Ele diria, te entregando o pequeno embrulho para você com cuidado e sorrindo. “Espero que seja uma pessoa tão boa quanto você, também."

HOSEOK

O Hobi tentaria o máximo possível tentar te passar tranquilidade e felicidade enquanto vocês tivessem que esperar.

Ficaria entrando e saindo do quarto a todo momento, seja para ir falar com os amigos e família que estavam do lado de fora, ou para buscar alguma coisa que você precisasse.

Quando visse que você estava muito cansada, se sentaria do seu lado e faria carinho na sua mão enquanto conversavam baixinho.

Na hora ele não saberia nem mesmo onde ficar, e iria ficar andando de um lado para o outro, conferindo como estava sendo o parto em si e se você estava bem.

Quando vocês pegassem o bebê ele não conseguiria tirar o sorriso do rosto, tendo certeza absoluta que aquele era o momento mais feliz da vida dele.

“Eu nem acredito que ele finalmente está aqui.” Ele falou, pegando na mãozinha do bebê. “Você é muito mais bonito do que eu imaginei que seria.” Sorriria de novo, te olhando por alguns segundos. “O que faz sentido, você parece muito mais com a sua mãe do que comigo.”

NAMJOON

O Namjoon seria um doce com você durante todo o tempo, te perguntando se estava bem a cada dois minutos, e sempre garantindo que tinha tudo o que precisava e queria em mãos.

Ele ficaria o tempo todo ligando para os seus parentes para os informar de como você estava, além de atender as ligações dos meninos, que também queriam saber de tudo que estava acontecendo.

Ele não conseguiria esconder a felicidade que ele estava sentindo nem mesmo se tentasse, e ficaria conversando com você sobre como seriam os próximos anos, como ele achava que o bebê iria nascer, e diversas outras coisas que te fariam ter certeza que estava tendo o seu filho com a pessoa certa.

Durante o parto, ele iria ficar junto com o médico o máximo de tempo que pudesse, não querendo perder nenhum momento do nascimento do bebê.

Quando ele pegasse o pequeno em mãos, iria levar ele até você com o maior cuidado do mundo, o olhando em completo choque e sem conseguir acreditar que aquilo estava realmente acontecendo.

“Você não está nesse mundo nem há dez minutos, mas já é a melhor coisa dele.” Ele diria baixinho para o filho, e você sorriria com a situação. “Você vai ser muito amado, e eu e a sua mãe vamos cuidar muito bem de você."

JIMIN

O Jimin ficaria um pouco ansioso com toda a situação, mas manteria a calma para não te deixar mais nervosa do que estava.

Ele te perguntaria se estava bem a cada pequeno sinal de desconforto que ele visse vindo de você, seja uma careta de dor, um gemido por conta de uma contração, ou apenas um suspiro cansado.

Ele ficaria tentando falar com os médicos a todo instante, querendo saber como estava a sua situação, se você ainda ia ter que esperar muito tempo, e o que ele podia fazer para te ajudar a ficar mais confortável e bem.

Durante o parto ele não sairia do seu lado, passando a mão pelos seus braços e sussurrando algumas coisas para tentar fazer com que se sentisse melhor.

Ele se emocionaria assim que visse o bebê, e o pegaria no colo para levar para você já com algumas lágrimas nos olhos, olhando encantado para o filho.

“Ele é tão pequeno.” Ele diria, passando o polegar de leve na bochecha do bebê. “É uma das coisas mais lindas que eu já vi, também, eu não consigo parar de olhar para ele.” Riria, ainda sem conseguir desgrudar os olhos do pequeno.

TAEHYUNG

O Taehyung seria a alegria em pessoa durante o tempo que tivessem que esperar, o que seria bom para você, que esqueceria todo o seu cansaço só de ver o quão feliz ele estava alí.

Ele estaria a todo momento mandando mensagens para os meninos sobre como você estava, e também indo até a sala de espera para ver os familiares e garantir que eles também estavam bem.

Ele faria tudo o que você pedisse (e o que não pedisse também) para que ficasse bem, fosse ir buscar um pouco de água, te ajudar a levantar para andar um pouco, ou mesmo só afofar o seu travesseiro.

Durante o parto, ele iria ficar junto ao médico, querendo estar do lado durante todo o processo, mas estaria sempre levantando o olhar para confirmar que você estava bem.

Quando ele pegasse o filho para te entregar, ele sentiria o coração dele disparar, achando o pequeno ser humano no colo dele a coisa mais preciosa que já tinha visto alguma vez na vida.

“Ele é perfeito, jagiya.” Diria, ainda um pouco em êxtase. “Não dá pra acreditar que isso está realmente acontecendo, nós realmente somos pais agora, e é do bebê mais lindo desse mundo.”

JUNGKOOK

A principal missão do Jungkook era garantir que você estava bem enquanto esperava, então ele mal pararia quieto no quarto, saindo de lá a todo momento que você pedisse por alguma coisa, como chamar o médico, dizer alguma coisa para a sua mãe, ou só buscar alguma coisa para beber.

Ele também iria ficar bravo sempre que visse você fazendo alguma coisa que não devia, mandando você voltar para a cama que ele mesmo resolvia seja lá o que precisasse, e quando você dissesse que queria ir ao banheiro ele nem mesmo ficaria envergonhado por ter te dado bronca à toa, se oferecendo na hora para te ajudar.

Ele iria te distrair também quando visse que estava ficando muito nervosa ou ansiosa, fosse contando alguma história engraçada ou cantando a sua música favorita.

Na hora do parto ele iria tentar ficar com o médico no começo, mas ia acabar desistindo antes mesmo do bebê nascer e iria para o seu lado, querendo te dar o maior apoio possível naquele momento.

Quando vocês finalmente pegassem o pequeno no colo, ele iria se emocionar em poucos segundos, quase entrando em transe por ver o filho no seu colo.

“Ele tem os meus olhos, não acha jagiya?” Ele perguntaria, brincando com a mãozinha do bebê, e sorriria quando você concordasse. “É tão delicado, parece que vai quebrar se eu encostar.” Você riria. “Mas você é lindo mesmo assim.” Ele diria com a voz baixa e calma, aproximando a cabeça do bebê.

Eai gente, como vocês estão??

Então, o natal tá chegando, e queria dizer que é a minha época do ano favorita, definitivamente, e também que eu estou preparando uma coisinha para vocês entaaaao fiquem atentos aí porque logo logo nós vamos honrar essa data tão incrível que é o Natal nesse blog.

Bom era só isso que eu queria dizer, então espero que tenham gostado, e me desculpe por qualquer erro!

Até mais!!

[taeken-my-heart]

Charming Chapter 6

Summary: Prince Seokjin was as infuriating as he was beautiful. In line to one day be king, he requested your guidance in the ways of his people. In turn he will make you laugh, give your family fine gifts, and become an invaluable friend. Unfortunately, he will also make you fall in love with him. But the most unfortunate thing of all was his betrothal…to Snow White

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Fantasy, Angst, Snow white/au

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 4590

Warnings: This is the chapter the warnings have been about. It’s a heavier chapter in the second half dealing with “death” and attempted suicide. Nothing is graphically described, but if you are sensitive to that subject matter, you may want to avoid the last few paragraphs.  

Trigger warnings are TW: Major character “death” TW: Thoughts of suicide TW: Attempted suicide.  

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A month had passed since Else’s wedding and the summer was slowly coming to an end. It made it easier to do chores when the air was cooler; more pleasant to sit outside and do the washing. Though you’d mostly neglected that for the last few weeks.

You hadn’t seen your friend as much since her marriage and so you’d spent even more time with the dwarfs and Snow in their cottage. The prince joined most nights, bringing food and humor with him. You’d quickly learned he was a master of terrible jokes and couldn’t help but like him all the more for it.

This morning your mother had sent you in search of berries. She claimed to want to make preserves, but you were wise enough to know she just wanted to go see a friend and gossip. You didn’t mind so much as you chose to dawdle around the edge of the forest, plucking blueberries from bushes and placing them in your basket.

You saw the prince making his way towards you long before he reached you. The sight of him made your insides feel funny, like little wings sweeping delicately against your ribcage and you bent down to survey a raspberry bush, plucking eagerly at the juicy red fruit.

“Good morning.” The prince greeted as he reached your side and you stood straight to gaze up at him.

“Good morning, Jin. You’re out very early today; normally I don’t see you until evening.”

“I finished my lessons early today.” He grinned, something mischievous in his twinkling eyes, and you felt that perhaps he’d snuck out before actually finishing his training.

“I hope you won’t get a tongue lashing for this.” You teased, moving further up the path towards a strawberry bush and plucking one to try. “Mmm, they’re amazing right now. Would you like to try one?”

You moved to take another bite of yours, but the prince was faster, grabbing your wrist and pulling the berry towards his mouth, allowing plump lips to encircle the rest of the berry and separate it from its calyx.

For a moment, everything stilled, your heart thumping wildly in your chest as his fingers remained delicately around your wrist. His gaze was wild; heated on yours as he stepped towards you. Heart racing, you let the end of the strawberry fall from your finger tips and onto the ground.

“Sweet.” He murmured, licking the juice from the corner of his mouth and your vision was pulled toward the sight before you quickly looked away.

The prince paused before stepping back, staring down at the strawberry bush and into your own basket. “You’re picking berries this morning? May I help?”

“Yes, of course.” You nodded, turning back to the strawberry bush and plucking fresh fruit to drop into your basket. “There’s more in the forest.” You signaled, beginning to walk and he followed after you.

“What were you studying today?” You asked as you began to pick from new bushes. Jin stood nearby, loading his hand with blueberries.

“Foreign politics and language specifically. These are topics that I studied in school as well, but my father wants me polished in the policies of our own kingdom, of course.”

“Are foreign policies of other lands so different from our own?” You asked, walking closer to him so he could drop the berries in his hands into your basket.

“It depends on the country.” He mused, crouching low to pick from more difficult spots. “The ones nearby are very similar, but across waters it begins to diversify greatly. Of course, all people are human at their core, intrinsically the same if we’re all torn down to the beginnings, but traditions and belief systems vary. It’s good to have a working knowledge of any land we may come to have dealings with.”

“Ah, the duties of a king.” You smiled softly as he stood to his full height beside you. The prince drifted closer to you as you weaved your way deeper into the forest. Close enough that you could feel the graze of his sleeve against yours, smell the fresh saffron against his tunic.

“Duty, I find, is a very inconvenient thing.” He looked at you and you pondered his words curiously.

“What do you mean?” You inquired gently, slowing your pace to match his.

“Always to be bound to one’s duty, never to allow the heart to decide.”

You paused a moment. “And what does the heart wish for?” You whispered, looking up at him. He’d come to a stop and you stilled as well, turning to face him.

“I think you know.” He returned just as softly. The weight of his words was heavy to bear; it brought with it a joy you’d felt was impossible. You had hoped he would say something like that; that he’d been feeling what you were feeling.

You were flush with warmth at the admission. “But your heart cannot have its desires?”

He smiled sadly, eyes softening as he looked at you. “Duty, you see. It seems it bends for no one.”

“I wish it would.” You admit timidly and he sighed, taking your hand carefully in his own.

“As do I.”

“Snow says we mustn’t worry now, after all, the future continues and we do not know what it holds.” You smiled, feigning an optimism you didn’t really feel. If even a prince could not choose for himself, why should you feel things could be any different for you?

At least you knew you weren’t the only one wishing.

“Should we go see her?” Jin smiled and you nodded. He released your hand and you strode ahead of him, leading him further into the forest and eventually into the clearing that held the dwarf’s cottage.

Snow was not alone when you arrived; however, and the two of you stood startled in the doorway as you took notice of her with a young man by the hearth of the fire. They looked up at the two of you as the door swung open and Snow smiled, coming to pull you into a hug.

“You’ve come!” She cried happily. “I was so hoping you would. I wanted to introduce you both to my friend, Diterich. He’s the one I told you of, who saved me.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, your majesty.” Diterich said, bowing low. “Ma’am.” He said, inclining his head towards you and you smiled in return.

He was a handsome young man, dark, shaggy blonde hair and bright green eyes. He was well built and had a bow strapped to his back; you wondered if that was his profession. He was certainly not close to Snow in rank, but he held himself as though he were made for something more than his station in life and you liked that quiet confidence. You supposed Snow did too, based on the way she looked at him.

Love sick. It made your heart ache for her and you looked carefully over at Jin. Destiny had not been kind to any of you.

“I’ve heard of your kindness to my friend.” Jin said, “When everything is well again, you should be rewarded.”

Diterich shook his head, staring down at Snow, the same look of love she’d bestowed on him, and smiled. “With all due respect, your majesty, I didn’t do it for reward.”

“I like you all the better for it.” Jin smiled. “How did you come to find her, though?”

“Snow sent me a communication through letter. One of the dwarfs found me in Snow’s kingdom, at her direction, and delivered it personally. I am indebted to him. It has given me much comfort to see her safe and well. I am only sorry I could not bring her some of her clothes.”

Snow waved his comment away. “It is a small inconvenience. Besides, I am far happier to have your company than to have all my dresses back. All three of you. Will you be staying for supper?”

She looked to both Jin and yourself and you smiled with a shrug. “It’s still so early in the day so it’s hard to say, but I imagine I’ll be able to spare some time this evening.”

“I should hope so! By the way, did you happen to notice if there are any gooseberry bushes nearby? I want to make a pie tomorrow.”

You nodded, pointing out the window. “Yes, in fact, there are some just before the tree line. Over there.”

“Wonderful!” Snow cried, clapping her hands together. “Then tomorrow you can expect some pie.”

“I’ll be looking forward to it.” You said.

“Snow has said you’ve been friends since childhood.” Jin said suddenly, “but I never did ask how the two of you had met.”

He inspected them with the same interest you had and you wondered if he could see what you could. The prince was intelligent, so you imagined the shared looks of longing had not been missed. Diterich looked to Snow before answering.

“We met as children. My father was a huntsman in their court and I was raised to take his place. As children, we would play in the castle together. We got into trouble a lot,” he grinned, “a princess wasn’t meant to be wrestling with a common boy. Kindred spirits, my mother would say. When my father passed, I took his place as a huntsman in the royal court. Youngest in Vildüngan history.”

His chest puffed as he said it and you smiled. “Your family must be very proud.”

He nodded, expression dropping suddenly. “My mother and sister are all I have left. They’re in hiding, though. As am I. The queen found out about the pig’s heart and ordered my head. It’s why I came here; to warn Snow.”

You looked to the princess in alarm, but she smiled at you with all the serenity of one whose life isn’t in perpetual danger. “She doesn’t know I’m here.” Snow assured, squeezing your arm. “All is well.”

“We need to start thinking of ways to get you back to your kingdom. You’re its rightful heir!” Jin insisted and she tutted, moving away from the hearth of the fire and towards the kitchen to keep her hands busy.

“It will all work out somehow, I have faith.” She replied flippantly and Jin looked angry.

“Why won’t you take this seriously?” He chastised. “She wants you dead and is actively seeking your heart. Let my father help, we can do something; go against her.”

“No.” She insisted, turning sharply to look at him. “I don’t want anyone else to be pulled into this. No one need inconvenience or injure themselves on my behalf. I’m already uneasy with how many people are involved; how many lives are directly affected because of this…I won’t have anymore.”

“But,” Jin began once more but was silenced as she frowned at him.

“I said no, Jin.”

The prince sighed, rubbing at his forehead in frustration. “Fine, I can’t make you take your safety more seriously. I must return home.” He bowed before turning towards the door and you looked from Snow back to Jin before following him out into the clearing, basket full of berries swinging from your arm.

“Jin!” You called, rushing to his side. He didn’t slow so you walked with him through the forest in silence. Just as the trees were thinning, Jin slowed his pace, sighing loudly.

“I’m afraid I won’t be seeing you again until the day after next.” At your questioning look, he proceeded. “My father and I are expecting foreign dignitaries this evening and we will play host until tomorrow evening as well. I won’t have time to spare while they’re here.”

“Duty, as you say.” You smiled. He returned your soft smile, nodding and reaching for your hand.

“I will be seeing you.” He said, leaving a soft kiss on the back of your hand before making his way back up to the castle.

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Your mother was in the garden when you returned, cutting cucumbers from their stalks. She looked up as you came through the gate, waving you over.

“Why did it take so long to pick berries?” Your mother asked with a frown, taking the basket from your arms.

“I went to say hello to the dwarfs while I was in the area.”  You said, bending down beside her and helping to dig up carrots at her direction.

“You’re there too often these days; what business does a young woman have visiting 7 old men so often? Aren’t they in the mines at this time of day anyway?”

You sighed, brushing hair from your face as you dropped a couple carrots into the basket beside your mother. “Well, now that Else is married I don’t always have anyone to visit.”

Your mother frowned. “Perhaps you should think of getting married soon.” She said and you looked up at her startled.

“Get married? It’s not that easy, mother. I’m not even being courted.”

She gave you a look, eyes shifting over to the house. “If you gave a little more effort where prudent, perhaps that wouldn’t be a problem.”

You sighed, shaking your head and pulling another carrot from the dirt. “I’m not in love with Peter.” You whispered.

Your mother laughed, wiping her hands on her skirt. “Love? We don’t have that luxury, my dear. You know that.” She stood, hands extended for the basket full of vegetables and you handed it up to her before standing and grabbing your own basket with berries. “I expect you here all day tomorrow. You’ve been neglecting your duties and it’s time you start preparing to run a house of your own. Time waits for no one, you know.”

She walked into the house and you watched after her, chewing on your bottom lip as you willed the tears of frustration back. You wiped your hands on the apron over your dress before walking into the house and out of the sun.

Peter and your father were in the corner, both working with new fabrics. Peter looked up at you, offering you a small smile before returning to his work and you sighed softly to yourself. Why couldn’t you just love him?

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Your hands were sore. You’d been at the river all morning with your mother washing linen. It had been your job to beat the linen with a poss-stick as your mother insisted that’s what youth was for. You wondered if you’d ever be able to move again. What good was youth if it was wasted away on chores?

Hands feeling like they might just fall off, you wrung out the last of the fabrics before dropping it in your basket and heaving this onto your hip. Your mother chatted aimlessly as you walked from the riverside and around the edge of the forest towards your home.

You cast your eyes up towards the castle as it came into view around the bend of the trees and wondered idly what Jin was doing today. You knew he was entertaining foreign dignitaries, of course, but you couldn’t even imagine what that entailed. Perhaps they were holed up in some room discussing trade.

“Can you imagine living there?” Your mother asked, taking note of your gaze. You sighed, looking from her and back to the castle.

“Only in our dreams, mother.”

She hummed, shifting her own laundry basket in her arms. “If we lived in a place like that, I imagine we could have someone else tend to our washing. Our cooking, too. What must their food be like, hmm?”

You chuckled, kicking a pebble across the dirt path. “I suppose we’ll never know. Grand, I imagine, though. Warm potatoes and bread, sweet dessert’s whenever we ask for them. I would eat everything and die happy if I were them.”

“Thanks to the prince, we can have some share in their prosperity.” Your mother commented and you could see her looking at you from the corner of her eye. “He’s been very generous, as of late.”

You nodded; eyes trained on the dirt path beneath your feet. “Yes, he has been very kind.”

“He was never so kind when he was a boy. I wonder at the change.” She remarked and you wondered if she suspected more than she let on. She’d never seen the two of you together; aside from when he and his father had visited your home a few months ago.

“Perhaps he had a very good education.” You said as the roof of your home came into view. “Rumor has it he went to a school for training.”

“Rumor, you say?” She asked and you nodded, pushing through the gate in front of your house.

Conversation stopped then as the two of you went about hanging the laundry from the lines and working in the garden. Peter and your father were working on mending clothing in the home, so you didn’t feel like discussing the king and his son in their presence. It seemed your mother was also of the same mind set.

As the sun waned and the evening became cooler, Peter left your home with goodbyes and well wishes. You were only just finishing supper when the wind outside began to howl. Your father peaked his head outside the door and you watched as you ladled stew into bowls.

“A storm is approaching.” He commented softly. “I must make sure the animals are secured.” He left the home to the small stable behind your house and you listened as the wind whistled loudly from outside the walls.

“We’ve not had rain in a while.” Your mother said, helping you to bring the food to the small table. “It will be good for the crops.”

The storm raged loudly through the night, rain pounding against the timber frame of your home. It was difficult to sleep with all the noise; thunder and lightning bursting loudly across the sky. You could hear your father snoring from the small room next to yours and it soon lulled you into a fitful sleep.

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Mornings after a storm were your favorite. The calm as opposition to the fierce raging of wind the night before a reminder that brighter days always followed the rain. You’d managed to convince your mother to allow you to check on the dwarfs this morning. You imagined they were mostly protected from the elements in their place among the trees. Even so.

After a quick breakfast of pottage, you dressed and made your way towards the forest. The sun was already sitting comfortably in the sky, illuminating the crystal blue sky and you listened happily to the sounds of birds singing as you walked through the fields.

You found, to your surprise, the prince already waiting by the forests edge. He sat upon a boulder; legs draped out in front of him as he pulled blades of grass apart as distraction. He looked up as your footsteps roused his attention, smile spreading across his lips.

“Y/N.” He beamed, standing and coming to meet you.

“I’m surprised to see you so early!” You exclaimed. “Won’t your father be missing you?”

“Actually, he and our guests drank well into the evening. They will be spending the next few hours recovering in bed.” He said with a roguish grin and you chuckled, making your way into the forest.

The prince followed quickly. “Did you not drink yourself, your majesty?” You teased and he smiled at you.

“I did, but only a little. I knew I wanted to use the opportunity to see you.”

You looked away with a small chuckle, smoothing hair away from your face. “Well, here I am.” You smiled. Before you could continue, there was a heavy rustling in the trees and both you and Jin stopped, watching with unease as something came crashing through the branches.

To your surprise; it was the dwarfs who came rushing into sight and they stopped suddenly, panting before you.

“Y/N, your majesty!” Doc gasped, clutching at his rounded belly as he took deep steadying breaths. The panic in his tone was palpable and your back straightened in alarm.

“What’s wrong?” You asked. Jin seemed just as tense from their unusual greeting and you waited with baited breath for your friends to continue.

“It’s Snow.” Doc finally said and your alarm rose.

“What of her?” The prince asked sharply and all eyes turned to him. The dwarfs were still breathing heavily from their run; disrupting the usual quiet of the forest.

“Your majesty!” Sleepy blubbered, hardly able to contain himself. “Snow has died.”

“What?!” You gasped, eyes swiveling desperately to each face, each as stricken as the next.

“How?!” The prince demanded and Doc was quick to try and calm the atmosphere.

“She has not died.” He pacified. Your chest was so tight you thought it might burst. How could someone possibly die and not die all at the same time? “She’s been put under a spell; a sleeping spell.”

“I don’t understand.” Jin said tersely. You’d never seen him look so distraught.

“Allow me to explain.” Doc continued, “An old hag came to the cottage when we were away. She had a basket of apples. I’m unsure how, but Snow came to acquire one.”

“It was poisoned and that foolish girl took a bite.” Grumpy cried furiously.

Doc tried once more to continue, but Happy spoke first. “We chased the hag, but it was difficult in the storm. Chased her up the mountain but she slipped and fell off. It was the queen, your majesty. It was her stepmother.”

“Did you capture her?” Jin asked angrily, back ramrod straight as he paced back and forth. “Did you tie her up to be tried for her crimes?”

“No need,” Bashful said, shaking his head. “The queen is dead. She died from the fall.”

“What of Snow?” You rasped, “where is she?”

“That’s why we were coming for you, your majesty.” Doc said once again. “It was old magic the queen used; ancient. Unless she can find true loves kiss, she’ll remain asleep forever. We can take you to her.”

“True loves kiss?” Jin asked, voice cracking in his grief.

The dwarfs nodded. “It’s the only cure.” Sneezy bemoaned. “That’s why we came to find you, your majesty.”

“Me?” Jin asked, looking to you and back to the dwarfs.

They looked to you; gazes filled with pity before Doc spoke once more. “You are her betrothed, your majesty. If not you, then who?”

The pain in your chest was severe. Fracturing from the loss of a friend; ripping apart as the prospect of losing the one man you truly loved loomed like a shadow over you.

“What do I have to do?” He whispered and you looked up at him.

“True loves kiss.” Dopey murmured, eyes shifting over to you sadly and then back to the prince.

It was silent for what felt like eternity, the gravity of the situation sinking in and you felt buried under the weight of it; the forest floor waiting to accept you. The prince looked to you, tears already in his eyes, but your own vision of him quickly blurred.

"I have to try." Jin choked and you could feel your heart break a little more, "she's one of my closest friends. I can't sit back and do nothing; I couldn't live with myself. I have to try."

"I understand." You murmured. "What if you're able to wake her?"

Jin paused, his eyelashes fluttering closed, a line drawing between his eyes. "Let's not think about it right now. I have to go." He gave you one last glance before darting further into the forest with the dwarfs and out of sight.

Was it possible to die from a broken heart? You were sure the question had been asked before...you were also sure the answer was yes. Your heart ached in a way you'd never imagined it could.

The love of your life was running to the side of another woman, and though you knew his reasoning was righteous and sound, you ached for the inevitable outcome. A prince was meant to be with a princess. This was no fairy tale, not for you, at least. You can't always have what you want.

But as you stood there in the grass, surrounded by your broken dreams, you mourned what you could never have had. Even if Snow had not eaten the apple, even had she not been born at all, you would never have been given your heart’s desire; your class was decided before you were born and you would do well to remember it.

When Snow awoke, as she inevitably would, you would be left to watch them marry. Worse still, your father would likely be commissioned to make Jin's wedding clothes and you would be expected to help. That was a bitter truth you could not swallow. To carry the wedding clothing of the man you were desperately in love with...only for him to wear them with someone else.  

You could not do it.

Your feet began to take you before your mind could catch up. The dwarves’ home, tucked delicately between the trees and the stream. The lighting surrounding the cottage was dim despite the morning hour, the house dark in the absence of the once warm lighting; filled with the dwarfs and Snow's laughter and song.

Now it felt as empty as your heart. The evening turned chilly, the storm from yesterday taking with it the sun from the late summer and you shivered at the thresh hold, lifting your hand carefully to push against the door.

With a soft creak, the door swung open and you glanced inside. In their haste, everything had been left exactly as it was. An uncooked gooseberry pie sat on the counter top, flour strewn across. The fire in the fire place had long gone out. And there, by the table, an apple with one bite.

You stood in the door way a moment, staring down at the beautiful red skin of the nearly pristine apple. Contemplating. You could not bear to face a future without him in it.

With three quick strides, you picked up the apple and ran from the house, seeking out the privacy the trees afforded you. Not far from the home, in a particularly dense part of the forest, you stood staring down at the beautiful, red fruit.

A choice, so simple yet so difficult. One bite; you knew that's all it would take...but was it really worth it? The light was fading fast this deep in the forest and you shivered, looking around in the darkness.

You thought of Jin again, of his handsome, smiling face. His kind and gentle heart, his loyalty and good nature. Was he with Snow White now? Had she already woken up? He was no longer your Jin; forever the kingdoms Seokjin and your heart wept.

You wouldn't even be missed.

Staring down at the apple you closed your eyes, breathing slowly out of your nose before bringing it to your lips and taking a bite. It was bitter, acidic, and it burned. You coughed, dropping the apple to the ground and fell to your knees, spluttering, eyes watering as your tongue swelled and you felt your blood turn to ice in your veins.

Everything hurt, your limbs felt like they were made of fire, burning, burning, burning and then black.

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