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Grim Decisions

Summary: In the limbo between life and death, you meet a strange man, who appeared too gentle to hold the title of a Grim Reaper, and yet he was the one who helped you come to decide where you would next go in your existence.

Pairing: Do Kyungsoo x reader

Genre: reaper au / supernatural / fluff

Warnings: death, the afterlife, dark content

A/N: So this is actually based off a story I wrote in university that I wanted to revisit. And who better to do so with than Do Kyungsoo. If there was anyone who I could imagine to take on the role in this storyline, it was him and here we are! This is my last Frightful October story, so I do hope you all enjoy it!

Word count: 6035

You couldn’t feel how cold you were anymore. The water running down your face continued to soak into the crumpled dress that you had spent far too much money on to get this drenched. But it didn’t really matter either. Your dress wouldn’t get to see another night out; it had barely made it out before the accident had happened.

The pain in your chest soon enveloped your thoughts again. You felt otherwise numb, frozen from the pouring rain, unable to focus on anything but the barely shallow breathing that your body could actually muster. Existing was all that you could do and you were so far doing a pathetic job of that too. How did things end up like this? Everything was going well; in fact, you had never been happier.

But that’s about right though for me, isn’t it? Good old Y/N.

Whenever the sun started to shine on your life, something always had to mess it up and make the stormy clouds return. You thought you were out of the eye of the storm though; you really believed this was your time. But who were you to get your hopes up? You had nobody now. Only this godforsaken house and your expensive black dress left around you. No family, no friends, nothing.

That’s what happens when you die. You lose everything. No more sunny days. The storm is overhead. Bring on the thunder; it can drown out your tears.

Your story is the typical kind. You were bought up in a nice respectable house with a good family. Your parents supplied all that you needed and you weren’t restricted with lots of rules, apart from a curfew until aged sixteen. You were a good girl who studied hard, got the grades to make your parents proud and was generally known as the responsible, quiet type.

But you were screaming desperately on the inside. You felt fake, someone who pleased everyone else but yourself. You were miserable and began to hate life. That was until you found your outlet.

You joined a band. It wasn’t mainstream, hell you were all a bunch of misfits in some way. Your parents saw their influence as negative of course, something to interrupt with your studies of getting into the college of their dreams. You constantly heard, “Y/N, don’t forget your dreams!” whenever you started to excitedly speak of what made you passionate these days. You liked the interruption though, singing became everything to you. Your grades slipped to a B average but you couldn’t care less. Soon you were forgoing even applying for college, and school was finished. You had little regard for anything but singing. Writing and performing your own songs was all that made you exist now. It brought the sun through your dark barrier. It made you find love in yourself, in the world, in everything.

It also brought your death. You were heading to an important gig, one where a scout had promised you a contract at their company if you performed well. James, the bassist, was driving and you were sure he’d had a few drinks before getting behind the wheel, but you trusted him, he had always looked out for you. You remembered screeching wheels and bright lights and then nothing. The horrible limbo you were stuck in, sitting out here on the steps of some old house in the constant rain, was all you had now. You assumed you were dead, but you also thought death would be more peaceful than this.

The rain seemed to disappear from your thoughts now. You could still vaguely tell it was there, as heavy and constant as it had been since your arrival. Instead, you seemed to see through the curtain of water into the world around you. It wasn’t as miserable as you believed it to be. It was some sort of estate; there were immaculate gardens all around and once you actually got up from the step you had been residing on for some time, you looked behind yourself. The house was beautiful, even in the rain. With curiosity returning, you climbed up to the wooden porch surrounding the house, walking slowly to the large front door. Twisting the cool handle around, the door creaked open, allowing you to enter the dimly lit hallway. You felt like you had gone back in time somehow, antique furniture and photographs lined the foyer and you soaked in all the belongings as your heels clicked along the wooden floors slowly. As you made your way into the next room you stopped abruptly as you realised you weren’t alone.

“Oh I’m so sorry, I didn’t think there was anyone in here,” you mentioned softly and the man sitting on the sofa shrugged.

“You wouldn’t be the first to arrive here and let yourself in. Took you a while to come inside, mind you.”

You stepped into the parlour cautiously, your eyes never leaving his. “Why didn’t you come and let me in yourself? I mean, it’s pouring down out there!”

“You seemed content.”

“Content?!” you cried, shaking your head furiously. Your wet hair showered the rug under your feet with water drops. “I have no idea where I am, what I’m doing here and how I even came to this ridiculous raining place!”

He sighed and gestured to a seat. “They always have so many questions to answer when they get here.”

“They?! Who is they?!”

“Calm yourself Y/N, you’ll get nowhere screaming at me,” he stated coolly and let out a frustrated breath. “Welcome to the waiting house. I’m the Keeper and you’ll be staying here until your fate is decided.”

You gaped at the man for a moment, looking for signs of humour within his face. His umber depths were dull, and his face looked tired. He was rather ordinary, though that could be because the clothes he was dressed in were from a time you had only read of in books. You struggled to understand what he meant and sat quietly, attempting to figure it all out, including how he knew your name. “What am I exactly waiting for?”

“Death, life, your pick really,” he answered with a bored tone, inspecting a finger and then wiping his hand along his pants.

Your eyes widened in shock. “You mean I’m still alive?!”

“Yeah, your parents are keeping you alive.”

“How do you know all this?”

He rolled his eyes. “If I had any other choice I wouldn’t be here either, believe me.”

“You didn’t answer me,” you retorted rudely. “Are you some kind of angel? What is your name? Surely it isn’t Keeper.”

“Do you see any wings?” he asked flatly and shook his head. “I’m not some pansy do-gooder. And my name is not relevant.”

“I’m just trying to get my head around all of this. And I’d prefer to know who I’m staying with, in some way other than by his role.”

“It’s not a resort Y/N, if it were, it wouldn’t be pouring down outside,” he commented dryly and looked around the room.

“So this is hell then?”

“Feels like it half the time.”

You creased up your forehead and tried to make sense of it all. “So are you stuck here too?”

“This is my home.”

“Really?” You smirked. “You don’t seem to be fond of it.”

“Just like you hated your own life. We can’t do much to change things. At least you can have friends that hang around. Here, I just have people come and go.”

“Why don’t you leave then?”

He chuckled. “You know for a clever girl like yourself Y/N; you’re not very smart are you?”

“I beg your pardon?!”

“You know of Heaven and Hell. You know you’re stuck in limbo right now. So who gets the job of deciding your lifespan?” he asked, leaning forward from the sofa and glaring at you. His features took on disturbing appearance briefly before he slumped back against the furniture.

“You’re Death?”

“Bet you were expecting a skeleton and a scythe eh?” He laughed. “It’s best to not frighten people any more than they need to be.”

“You’re... you’re really Death!”

“Yes,” he stated slowly as if he had to be extra delicate with your state of mind right now. “I am the Grim Reaper.”

“But, why you?”

“Oh, so I’m not impressive to you?” The man rolled his eyes. “Sorry to disappoint. It’s not my fault society down below don’t know what they’re talking about.”

“I’m sorry to offend,” you said softly and sighed. “Why are you stuck here though? Can’t you go to places and pick up all the people who are meant to die?”

“It’s a myth. I live here; I oversee all those who don’t choose to leave on their own accord.”

You frowned. “I’m not following you, Grim.”

“Don’t call me that,” he groaned and rubbed at his face in apparent exhaustion. You wondered just how many times in his existence he had to explain himself. At that moment you felt a sense of empathy for the emotionless man. He soon glowered at you. “Don’t pity me either.”

“You’re confusing me,” you admitted and he sighed for the umpteenth time.

“They really teach you badly down there.” He cleared his throat, his eyes penetrating yours a moment later. “There are souls who decide in the scene of disaster that their role on Earth is over. There are those who don’t want to die and fight my influence, so they live. And then there are people like you. Unable to decide whether they belong in one realm or the other. They are the troublesome ones, and it’s my job to make sure you choose the right path.”

“Easy, I want to live,” you answered with a smile and nodded. “Send me back please.”

He laughed loudly and shook his head. “It’s not that easy, Y/N.”

“You just said-”

“Just because you have the drive to be alive, doesn’t mean your body is capable of working properly again. Do you want to be stuck in a vessel where you can’t sing, can’t walk, can’t even talk? Where your parents have to care for you around the clock and worry about you so much that you begin to wreck their marriage?”

You gasped, the brutality of his words shocked you further than you could imagine. You hadn’t expected to be in such a mess. Looking up at him with tears in your eyes, you faltered. “I’m meant to die then?”

“Well, it’s up to you really. Maybe you might have a miracle happen and the doctors are wrong. Stranger things have happened.” He got up to put more wood on a fire you only realised to be going then. You watched his actions and then took a deep breath.

“You’re confusing me again.”

“No, I’m just giving your options to you, like I’m meant to do.”

“If I die, where do I go from here?”

He didn’t turn around from the fireplace, but his body visibly slumped. “I wouldn’t know, I’m stuck here, remember?”

“But you don’t want to be,” you murmured and he glanced over his shoulder at you.

“Would you?”

“I’m not sure.”

“You think you’d want this job, being immortal, being able to have power beyond imagination, but in reality, it’s an eternal damnation, stuck here to serve forever.” He glanced down at the ground and then smiled weakly. “Come on, enough morbid stuff, I’ll show you to your room.”

Sleep came peacefully to you within the house. The rain had been soothing to fall asleep to, the rhythmic pounding relaxing you from an otherwise bewildering experience. When you opened your eyes the following morning the weather was no better, in fact, it seemed worse. You stretched your limbs tiredly and looked around the new surroundings. It was outdated like the rest of the house seemed to be, and yet it was prettier than your old room. A large mirror and marble vanity sat across from the four-poster bed you climbed out of, your bare feet padding across the wooden floor towards the small stool in front of it. Taking a seat, you glanced around the rest of the room, noting a dresser in the corner near the large window. You then turned to your appearance in the mirror, cringing at how wild your hair had gone with all the rain. Glancing at the equipment in front of you, you picked up the brush and began attacking the frizz forcefully, wishing for your straighteners to make taming the disaster much easier. You managed to get it under some control before tying it up, and then moved over to open the curtains. The sky was a dull grey colour and through the water bullets hitting the glass pane you were able to take in more of the property. It seemed to stretch as far as you could see, blending into a dense forest boundary. There were more gardens, namely sculpted shrubs and small flowers taking shelter underneath. You wondered who kept the place so tidy, as you were yet to meet anyone else. You didn’t think Death himself would be a gardener extraordinaire either, and this led you to ponder the idea of his magic.

Giving up on guessing if there was some tiny gardener that sprung up in the night, you left the window and walked to the door. Stepping out into the hallway and looking both ways, you tried to remember the vague directions he had shown you the night previous. He had been brief, as you now expected from the man, and the only room he had taken the time to show you other than your own, was the bathroom. You stared at two doors and then opened one, finding a small porcelain toilet and sink in there. As you did your morning routine, you tried to figure the time period the house had been built in, with the conflicting Victorian styled furniture and the more modern indoor bathroom.

An idea suddenly baffled you just as you splashed warm water onto your face, and you glanced up. Staring at your wet face in the small mirror above the sink, you tilted your head in thought. If you weren’t alive, was there any need to continue out your daily activities? All you had ever known was how to be a living, breathing human. Now that you weren’t, so many thoughts suddenly cropped up about your newly discovered existence. You hurried out of the bathroom and somehow found the staircase, running down them to the first floor. In the sound of your haste, the reaper appeared in the hallway with a curious expression upon his face.

“Please don’t tell me you think this is all a dream and I have to explain everything again, Y/N,” he dreaded as you came to a sudden halt in front of him.

You shook your head. “No, why would I think that?”

“Many people do,” he stated with another of his lazy shrugs and then frowned. “What is the problem then?”

“I have to ask you something.”

“Okay, I’m going to eat breakfast whilst you do so.” He then briskly retreated through an archway that led into the dining room, and then through to the kitchen. You followed along closely, almost banging into him as he stopped suddenly. He went over to a boiling kettle and lifted it off the stove, busying himself with pouring the hot water into two mugs. You sat down and waited for him to join you. He soon did with the drinks and some toast on a metal holder that you had once seen your Grandmother use when you were a kid.

“Thank you,” you said as he handed you a mug and sat down.

“So, what is so important that brought you down here without being dressed?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow as your face flushed with colour. Looking down at the long shirt you had found in your bedroom, you then eyed the exit with a sudden urge to depart his company. You wondered if you should rush off and change. He smirked lightly as he picked up a piece of toast and began to spread it with jam. “It’s okay; normally people don’t feel that comfortable here. You’ve caught me off guard.”

“Really?”

He seemed annoyed with himself for speaking his honest thoughts. Imploring you with a cold gaze to mask his own mistake, he tilted his head. “What is troubling you?”

“Well, I don’t know how to say it.”

“I’m not a mind reader, so you’re going to have to tell me so I can understand,” he pointed out as he took a sip of his tea. You mirrored his action, smiling as the honey infused drink made you feel instantly better. You then stopped drinking and frowned at his statement.

“How do you know so much about me then?” you asked curiously and he rolled his eyes. “You surely have some special talents or you wouldn’t be Death.”

“Wanna see some?” You pulled a face at his returned bitterness. “I’m not a good guy Y/N. I don’t have the ability to make the flowers grow or whatever else you think I can do in some romantic vision you have of me.”

“Well that half answers my earlier thoughts,” you murmured to yourself before smiling at the dark-haired man. He sighed and dropped the piece of toast in his hand.

“With my responsibility, I am given the facts I need to know. It depends on how much you need to tell me. I know who you are, your age, what you’re life was like. But I do not know your every thought, especially the ones you have in this house.”

You nodded, clearing your throat. “The question I have is a weird one.”

“Look around you; I don’t think you see this as something normal.” He finally ate a chunk of his toast, and you watched him avidly. Was it necessary for you to eat, or was it out of comfort and habit? You nodded with the need to press on for answers.

“What we’re doing right now, is it really necessary for us to?”

“Eating?” he asked and you nodded. “Well, you could go hungry if you like.”

“No, I mean, do the dead have to do what we used to when we were alive? Is there a need to sleep, eat, drink, and all the other daily tasks we did before dying?”

You hadn’t realised you had leaned over the small kitchen table until he moved towards you too. Shuffling back awkwardly, you waited for his response. “Did I say either of us is dead?”

“No, but we’re not alive.”

“Thank you for pointing that out, Captain Obvious,” he proclaimed and you folded your arms across your chest in a huff.

“You are really rude sometimes, you know that? You’re as cold as the rain. I was just asking a simple question.”

He sighed heavily. “Since we are neither living nor dead, doesn’t it make sense to do what is second nature to us? This world still changes, take a look outside if you don’t believe me. The flowers die and then come back alive. The rain eases and then grows heavier. So why should we stop when everything else hasn’t?”

“Good point,” you said thoughtfully and vaguely heard Grim get up.

“Where are you going?” you asked as you blinked out of your reverie and he stopped moving, looking at you intently for a moment. His dark depths clouded over before he broke his gaze.

“Out.”

He left the kitchen. You listened to hear the front door open and shut. Bounding out after him, you opened the door and was taken back by the freezing air that smacked you hard. Squinting through the weather, you saw his dark figure ahead and watched him disappear into the tree line. You then shut the door, looking around the first level and wondering how long it would take until he came back.

The reaper returned late that evening. You had spent most of the day exploring the rooms and even managed to cook dinner for you both without burning it. You didn’t touch it, however, waiting in the parlour and watched outside. When you spotted him approaching, you leapt up off the couch and raced to the front door, flinging it open and shielded your face from the rain that shot inside uninvited. He eventually made it to the porch and was surprised to see you standing there.

“What are you doing, you’re getting all wet!” he cried unexpectedly and ushered you inside, shutting out the din of the weather with the bang of the door. He hurried you into the parlour where you had attempted to keep the fire going. You blushed, noting it was barely alight. “And you killed my fire.”

“Well you never asked me to look after it,” you pointed out matter-of-factly. He chuckled and bent over the hearth, holding out his hands. You couldn’t see exactly what he was doing, but when he stood upright again, the fire was glowing, and he was completely dry. He turned to face you with a smile. You shook your head, trying not to laugh. “Powers that are only bad, huh?”

“Do I smell food?” he asked, ignoring your observation.

“Are you part dog now too, or just have a really good sense of smell?” you wondered, following him into the kitchen where you had laid out the meal. It wasn’t much; you had never been exactly adept at cooking, but you had tried your best to make something somewhat presentable. You were pretty impressed with your efforts admittedly, and with a survey of his expression, you had clearly impressed him too.

“No one has ever cooked for me.”

“Well that’s rude, especially after all your hospitality,” you teased and he turned to you, smiling again. His face looked much brighter when he wasn’t scowling, and you noticed he had a softness to his features after all. His plump lips even looked like an outstretched heart which made you beam back at him, before ushering him to the table. He sat down and you watched his expression ardently to see if you had done alright. You were anxious and at first, he was expressionless. You felt your good deed weaken. Then he scooped more into his mouth. You let out the breath you were unaware you were holding in and started eating as well. You could tell you had broken through the first obstructive layer to the death dealer and hoped he’d show you more of the kind side to him during your stay.

According to rough estimation, you had been living in the manor for four days with the Grim Reaper now, and each day you became more content. His standoffish attitude was bearable the further he conversed with you, and you could tell that secretly he enjoyed your company, although he had quickly taken over the cooking again. For some reason, you weren’t hurt by this, mostly because his food was divine. A part of you pitied him being stuck here without any permanent occupants though. You had asked him why he was alone and he had merely shrugged, saying emotional attachment to subjects never worked as they always wanted more than the rain.

You didn’t seem to mind the downpour any more and had smiled brightly at him, his dark gaze faltering a little. You could tell he wanted more than what his words implicated. And so it surprised you last night when you were sitting in front of the fire together that he had told you his real name – Kyungsoo. He seemed embarrassed from admitting it to you as soon it fell from his lips and headed off to his own room without another word. You, however, felt incredibly warm, and no longer because of the heat of the fireplace. He was opening up to you, and you felt like his name was something only you had been privy to out of anyone else who had visited the waiting house so far.

You felt foolishly special.

Bounding down the stairs happily and heading into the parlour the next morning, you were still feeling the buzz of the connection from last night. You found your host staring out the large bay window intently. “Good morning, Kyungsoo!”

He blinked in your direction several times, attempting to settle whatever emotion that flashed within his gaze on you. His hardness quickly returned, and you gave him an indignant scowl.

“We have a new friend.” He gestured outside and you walked over to his side, peering out of the window. “He’s been sitting there for half the night.”

“Shouldn’t we invite him in?” you asked brightly and he rolled his eyes.

“Your happiness is going to be the death of me.”

“You’re already the undead,” you commented with a smirk and he chuckled lightly. “I’m going to bring him in.”

“Go on then, do-gooder.”

Opening up the door, you were overwhelmed with the crashing sounds of the rain hitting everything in sight. You had forgotten how loud it was and needed a moment to adjust before darting over to the dark haired man. Your approach was muted due to the rain and when you poked his shoulder, he jumped in fright and spun around.

“COME INSIDE!”

“WHAT?!” he yelled over the noise and you pointed at the open door. Getting to his feet, he followed you inside hastily, the door shutting the rain out. It was eerily silent inside compared to the weather out, and you shook yourself off a little before leading the way to the parlour.

“Hello, Jongin.”

The man recoiled at the sound of his name. “H-how do you-”

“This job never gets any better,” Kyungsoo stated, and you went over to the fireplace, alive with curiosity over the newcomer. “Welcome to the waiting house. I’m the Keeper and you’ll be staying here until your fate is decided.”

“And I’m Y/N,” you added, as the reaper shot you a smirk. Jongin walked into the room slowly and took a seat, clearly deep in thought.

“One minute I was, and then I heard a gunshot,” he murmured, reaching towards his chest for evidence. He found none. “Am I dead?”

“Not yet, you are undecided.”

“Like me,” you mentioned and Jongin glanced at you weakly.

“Y/N, you’re not helping.”

“Sorry, I’m just trying to make the information come across easier than what you did with me.”

Kyungsoo glared. “I apologise for my lack of social skills.”

“Well if you acted like you cared a little more when telling us who you are, then it wouldn’t be so bad,” you exclaimed with annoyance and Jongin interrupted our argument.

“Who are you?” he directed at the other man and the Death-dealer sighed heavily. “Some kind of angel?”

Kyungsoo placed his palm across his face and shook his head. “I can tell this is going to be a long day.”

You thought having Jongin in the house was going to be exciting. He didn’t embrace the large manor in the same way you had, merely using grunting noises when you spoke to him. You couldn’t understand why he didn’t like it here; for you, it was getting better by the day. You figured half of that had to do with how you spent your time, living with Kyungsoo as if you were alive like he had suggested upon your arrival. Jongin just sat in the parlour during the day, staring miserably out into the rain, making you feel as if the weather had stepped inside as well.

On his third day in the manor, you approached the sullen man in the parlour, taking a seat across from him. He smiled weakly in your direction and you returned it. “How are you today, Jongin?”

“How else can I be? I’m waiting to die.”

“Not necessarily,” you interjected and smiled encouragingly. “There is always the chance you’ll keep living.”

Jongin glanced at you, his dark eyes penetrating yours. He was generally a gentle looking person, but the glare made you sit back in your chair in fright. “How can you be so cheerful and full of hope? Your situation is worse than mine.”

“I haven’t really been thinking about it,” you admitted honestly and frowned. It only hit you then that you had forgotten the reason you were here. The memory of the accident seemed so distant now. You looked at Jongin, who was gaping at your statement. “What?”

“You want to die?”

“No one wants to die Jongin, we’re all scared to.”

He shook his head as if your words made no sense to him. “This place is Hell. All it does is rain, and nothing is of comfort. It’s all old and even smells like death.”

“There is beauty, even in the rain,” you defended instantly. “Look at all the flowers, how they withstand the rain and are strong enough to do so! And there is the feeling of intrigue here too. Don’t you find it fascinating that this house has so much history, of the people who have come and gone?”

Jongin got up and then stopped abruptly, causing you to look to see why. Kyungsoo was in the doorway, and you wondered how much he had heard of your conversation. He stepped aside to allow Jongin his escape and then came in to throw a piece of wood on the fire.

“It’s like I’ve told you before Y/N, people don’t like this place. You shouldn’t either; you still have to make your decision too.” He then left as silently as he had arrived and you sat there contemplating why you felt a sense of belonging here.

You were happy when Jongin left two days later. It was an odd experience to find him smiling that morning, his brown eyes twinkling with pure happiness. He had finally come to a decision and was going back to his body. Kyungsoo told you later that day that Jongin’s time wasn’t up anyway and that’s what helped him get back down to himself.

“When am I going to decide?” you asked suddenly, both of you were in the parlour the next day. His eyes met with yours briefly, widening at your question, before they fell back to the ground and his shoulders shrugged.

“You know it’s up to you, Y/N.”

You frowned and placed the book you had been reading down on the sofa beside you. “But how do I know? I’ve been here so long now, and Jongin wasn’t here long at all.”

“I told you no one ever stays here happily for long.” He got to his feet. He then glared at you. “You will leave here when you god damn decide to. Personally, I hope it’s soon. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going for a walk.”

He stormed across to the foyer and left you reeling from his outburst. Before you understood what you were doing, you hurried after the disappearing man, shuddering as the rain pounded down on your body. You couldn’t spot him anywhere and let out a disgruntled cry, before trying the path to the left. It wound around to the back of the house and you gasped, seeing a large field of wildflowers, confidently coming out from the soaked earth and boldly withstanding the water bullets. Your amazement was short lived as you remembered why you had come outside, and you darted along the path into the flowers, weaving through some that looked as if they had recently been disturbed. You made it to the dense canopy of forest bordering the field and let out a deep breath, the loud rain barely drizzling in here.

Wandering slowly and deeper into the woods, you hoped that your footsteps would remain for a safe return out. You had noticed over your time with Kyungsoo that although he appeared to walk, he never left a sound or mark upon the ground of where his feet had stepped, and so you were praying you had made the right choice coming into the forest to find him. You rounded a large oak tree to find yourself in a small clearing, with more of the wildflowers growing there. The rain didn’t make its way into the unusual spot at all, and you laughed happily, feeling your mood lightening as you danced around the dry area. After your third spin however you found a pair of eyes watching you from under the trees and you stopped, breathing heavily as he stepped towards you.

“What are you doing out here?”

“I followed you,” you replied and smiled lightly. “I don’t hate the rain as you seem to think I do.”

His eyes were suddenly cautious. “Everyone does. It brings their mood down and it’s depressing.”

“To you maybe, but I’ve felt happy being here,” you admitted and Kyungsoo stared at you for a moment.

“You want to leave though.”

“I did,” you stated with a nod. You bent down to pick a purple flower and inhaled its scent before continuing. “I couldn’t understand why I was having so much trouble deciding.”

“But you have,” he mentioned slowly, his dark eyes filling with confusion. “I don’t understand your decision. You choose to die, but you don’t choose for another realm.”

You stepped closer to the man, handing him your flower. Kyungsoo took it and examined your gift. “Guess I don’t really want to know what’s out there either.”

“No, don’t do this.” His eyes darkened. “I can’t bear the idea of-”

“Me getting sick of the rain?” you interjected with a smile. “I figure if you’re here, the rain isn’t so bad. You’ve been honest with me, blunt even, since I arrived. This lifestyle of loneliness isn’t doing well for you and I think you want me here.”

“You know I do,” he said instantly, tucking the flower behind your ear. You smiled lightly and watched as a glimmer of hope got squashed by doubt in his expression. Kyungsoo shook his head sadly. “You don’t know what you’re saying. You have to decide something else.”

“I don’t want anything else. I’m happy here, I love the house and this magical place right here is amazing.”

“A brief escape from reality,” he agreed as he looked around you both, smiling lightly. “Y/N, you know if you choose this place, you have the opportunity to move on to another realm if you start hating it, right?”

“Why would I do that?” You smiled and raised your index finger. “I realised the difference between me and Jongin.”

“Apart from your apparent gender factor?”

You rolled your eyes. “The reason I’m happy here has nothing to do with the house really. It has to do with the company. I really like you, and I want to help you with your job if you’ll let me.”

Kyungsoo was surprised, his gaze stuck on yours for some time. You wondered if he would actually accept your offer.

“Well if you’ve made your mind up,” he said slowly, gazing down at you and then tenderly taking your hand. You were surprised at how warm his touch was compared to his usual cold demeanour. “I guess I can’t change it.”

“It’s a done deal,” you announced and squeezed the death dealer’s hand. His grin was unrestrained, and you found that the air around you both was no longer as thick as it had once felt. As you walked back towards the house silently, you realised that the atmosphere was indeed changing.

“The rain has become lighter,” he observed, as you stepped out of the trees together. You glanced at him and smiled. “You know, this is a really weird day. You decide to stay, I finally feel happy, and the rain slows down.”

“Maybe you control this world more than you think,” you offered and he frowned.

“Maybe.”

“After all,” you said, letting go of his hand and grinning at him. “Stranger things have happened.”

You laughed together and took off towards the house, which was no longer your place of waiting between life and death, but your new home.

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fyeahchenfics · 7 years ago

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Title: Guns, knives and holy faith Author: cian1675 Pairing: D.O./Chen/Baekhyun Rating: R Status: ongoing Length: chaptered Genre: Vampire Hunter!AU, Supernatural

Summary: Kyungsoo’s first lesson on hunting vampires: Don’t ever get religious symbols tattooed on your body if you don’t want to burn.

Jongdae’s first lesson on hunting vampires: Don’t team up with a strange vampire to hunt vampires no matter how much Kyungsoo insists.

#ao3 #submission #chensoo #baekchen #chen #baekhyun #d.o.#kyungsoo #r #ongoing #chaptered #poly #vampire!au #supernatural

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heebiejbies · 8 years ago

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Can I request #17 of your Drabble Game with Kyungsoo please? I haven't really seen any Supernatural stories with him and when I seen #17, I kinda cried...

I FEEL THOUGH. Seriously, as a sucker for supernatural AUs, the lack of AUs for him make me really sad. This number is my favorite out of the entire list, just saying ;)

Note: I wrote this in a different POV than the others, it seemed better to me written this way.

17.) After an incredibly scarring supernatural experience that still had a happy ending from when you were little, you decide to share your true story on the subreddit, “Let’s Not Meet.” Many people read your post and comment on how terrifying it must have been, how disgusting the monster was who put you through such an ordeal at such a young age, etc. However, there was one comment that chilled you to the bone. It said, “I can’t wait to see you again.”

Characters: Kyungsoo

Warnings: Mentions of burns, assault of a child, etc.

Word Count: 930

A friend of mine had introduced me to this Subreddit called “Let’s Not Meet”, a section of Reddit where users basically share their true stories about things they experienced (or things someone they knew experienced) that were practically out of a nightmare. I used it for the purpose of sharing my experience with an “imaginary friend” I had as a child—Kyungsoo.

I will spare you the gory details, but to make a long story short Kyungsoo was not an ordinary imaginary friend. No, he was very much a real being whom I interacted with for years. His existence in my life caused a strain on my relationship with others in my life, namely my parents. At first, they did what every parent does with imaginary friends—they allowed it and didn’t think much of it. Then, when I started distancing myself from the other kids and only spending time with Kyungsoo, they grew angry.

Kyungsoo started affecting the physical world around me. In one instance, I vividly remember him pulling on the hair of a classmate of mine. Of course, everyone blamed me for these instances even if no one saw me do them first hand. He continued visiting me and being my friend until I turned 8, then I started ignoring him. My parents had convinced me that he wasn’t real, that he was a figment of my imagination and I was too old to still have an imaginary friend. This, of course, upset Kyungsoo deeply. He mainly threw temper tantrums, but it turned into a physical attack on me when I turned 10.

To this day, I still have the scars of handprints that were burned into my arms that night. I still have the scars from where his hands wrapped around my throat and choked me. I can still feel the excruciating pain and smell the scent of my flesh being burned. I had never seen such pure hate in his eyes before that night. In the years that I knew him, he always looked angelic. He had never said or even looked at me in a malicious way. I can still remember the horrific way he transformed from my best friend into a monster.

After the incident, my parents thought it would be best to pull me out of school. After all, how do you explain how your child received third-degree burns from an imaginary friend? A full-scale investigation into my home life was done in response to the attack, the police were so sure that my parents had something to do with it. Burns to that extent don’t simply appear by themselves, someone or something has to cause them. It incriminated them even further when they couldn’t give an explanation as to what happened. They knew what happened, they had seen the figure holding me by my throat. If it weren’t for them, I know Kyungsoo would have hurt me more. Something about being seen by my parents made him flee, and I have yet to see him since then.

I logged onto my computer to check the new comments on my story.

I’m so sorry that this tragedy happened to you :(

No one that young should have to go through such an experience at such a young age.

At least you came out stronger because of that situation ^^

That so called friend of yours is pure evil. What kind of repulsive monster hurts a child like that?

The comments were the usual, run of the mill comments you found on stories such as mine. However, one comment, in particular, sent chills deep into my body.

I can’t wait to see you again. - D.O. KS.

I suddenly felt like a child again. It felt as if someone had my lungs in their hands, squeezing with all of their might. The scars on my body grew hot, the pain from that night filled my body again. I didn’t mention anything but Kyungsoo in that post, no one should know about his surname. The only one who could know that would be Kyungsoo himself.

“Did you miss me?” That voice. I know whose voice that is. I remember it all too well.

I looked up from my laptop to see him at the foot of my bed. He looked like he did all those years ago, in his human form anyway. He had the same innocent eyes, the same perfect heart-shaped lips, he looked exactly like how I remembered my friend. He put his knees on my bed, then crawled to me. He took the laptop from my lap and put it aside so he could look at me fully.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman.” When his eyes locked onto the scars on my body, he hummed in satisfaction, “Did I do that?”

“K-Kyung-”

“Shhh!” He put his finger to my lips, “Don’t speak, let me enjoy you for a moment.” He pulled me to the middle of my bed so he could sit behind me. He ghosted his fingers over the scars on my throat, his breathing grew heavier and heavier. “Look at the marks I left on you, they’re so perfect.”

He ran his fingers through my hair and moved his face closer to mine. I knew his face was right beside mine, I could see it out of the corner of my eye. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth from the grip my teeth had on my tongue. I closed my eyes and let my tears rapidly slide down my cheeks.

“You can’t get rid of me this time, (Y/N). I’m here to stay.”

I’ve already decided that I’m going to make this into a full-length scenario. I have way too many ideas for this to fit here. So, stay tuned for that!

Thanks for requesting~

Drabble game: Closed

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mallowwrites · 8 years ago

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Masterlist

EXO One-Shots

Chanyeol: Amusement Park

Kyungsoo: Warm Hugs

Suho: A New Year’s Kiss

Luhan: Camping Day

Chanyeol Fics

Incomplete: Chanyeol x Hye Jin (OC)

Summary: Everyone gets the name of their soulmate written on their skin as soon as they turn 18. Hye Jin had always dreamt of having a peaceful life with the one she loves, but when the name of a world-famous idol appears on her skin, the whole soulmate thing doesn’t quite work out.

Chanyeol Teaser || Hye Jin Teaser

Prologue

Part One

Part Two

Miracle: Chanyeol x Eun Byul (OC)

Summary: Eun Byul had always kept her distance from people. Humans were greedy for more once they’d experienced one miracle, no matter how small. But when one day, she breaks the promise she’d made to herself, a mysterious man starts disturbing both day and night, and suddenly, reality can no longer be taken for granted.

Teaser

Definition of the name Eun Byul

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

A Thoughtful Moment

Chapter Four

A Heart’s Thoughts: [main story]

Summary: In a city, hidden from the humans’ eyes, an Empowered race resides. People with their own two ‘superpowers’ get educated, trained and protected from evil here in this city. Or, that’s what it’s supposed to do. Cecilia is one of these Empowered people and when she starts noticing people disappearing and getting hurt, the dark truth becomes clear and a rebellion against the government rises.

Masterlist

Baekhyun Fics:

Prince of Lies

Summary: You hunt on magical creatures, and you were feared by all until you failed one mission to kill the King of the faeries. You pass out after someone stopped your execution, but wake up having lost all memories. Who is the mysterious person you wake up with?

Prologue

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fluffyyeollie · 8 years ago

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T E A S E R 12

He landed on the ground with a hard thud, and he could feel his shoulder dislocating as he let out a few curses.

He looked up from the ground, and saw a tall figure walking towards him in the midst of all the chaos, and Kyungsoo quickly lift his hand up, causing something close to him to rumble, and a solid piece of what appeared to be part of a pavement floated in the air.

With a grunt, Kyungsoo swung his arm in the direction of the person walking towards him, causing the stones to be thrown towards him, and effectively knocking him down.

Kyungsoo crawled towards the now unconscious figure and brought his mouth close to his ear.

‘When you wake up, you will remember one of your colleagues killing your little brother, and you will want to take revenge rather than going after the rebels.’

As soon as he finished talking, he let himself fall back to the ground, and he softly touched the earpiece he was wearing, panting heavily but still smiling faintly.

‘I did it. Now hurry up and bring me back home, my shoulder is dislocated.’

S T U D E N T P R O F I L E

Name: Kyungsoo, Do

Gender: Male

Race: Empowered

Category: Mind

Main: Controlling earth and gravity

Secondary: Controlling the mind

Attention Points: Beware of mind control. Second check all records on unusual information. Extra supervision.

Tagging: @youwishiwasyoursaas @lunarjihoon @kollectionn @biaswreckers-inc @kunpimookbambam @fluffyshua @kouhyi @cheyomamni @changgudforyou @bymenneske @ravyeolii @sanhacuddles @angel-gryffindor @mans-ayyye @vallikesgivinghugs @baekshitbyun

A/N: This is the last teaser that will be posted on here. A Heart’s Thoughts will be posted on here, and each coming chapter has to have a minimal of 20 notes for the next chapter to be released.

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sweetjekyll · 3 years ago

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WIPs 💬 projects 💭

WIPS and writing prompts/projects with characters who came to my mind at the time of writing/reading them, they may also be slightly modified. This is a list I’ve collected of fics which may or may not see the future, except the WIPs are actually supposed to come out, in no particular order. None of these have titles yet, just a general plot which could turn into something more. You may pop into my inbox and talk to me about them, tell me which one is your favorite :)

If you are inspired by one of these and want to write them yourself, you may as well take inspiration!! #multifandom cause yeah why not!

ps: I might release some unlisted, spur of the moment drabbles/one-shots from time to time

MASTERLIST

WIPs 💬

1. Damaged - Oh Sehun x F!Reader (series)

sci-fi au, exo planet au, exo power au, exo lucky one au, smut

2. Your Gasoline Scent - Oh Sehun x F!Reader (series)

Need For Speed au, racer au, gang au, smut

3. The Mandalorian & The Jedi - Oh Sehun x F!Reader (series)

Star Wars au, The Mandalorian AU, smut

4. Black Sea - Oh Sehun x F!Reader

detective au, criminal au, enemies to lovers au, thriller, mystery, smut

5. A Little Witchcraft, part 2 - Oh Sehun x F!Reader (PART 1 already out)

witchcraft au, supernatural au

6. untitled - Oh Sehun x F!Reader

werewolf au, little red riding hood au, smut

projects 💭

1. Kim Jongin/Kai x F!Reader

time travel au, sci-fi au, smut

You're just enjoying your day off from work, thinking about maybe watching that new movie that people keep talking about, when the literal air splits around you and a man appears out of nowhere. He's tall and handsome, and he tells you that he's been sent from the future to protect you. You think he's crazy—except you did see him come from nowhere. When he grabs your hand, you feel a spark. This man is here to save your life—and change it forever.

2. EXO/GOT7/NCT/WAYV/SVT/MX x F!Reader

fake dating au (as there would be 12 blind dates, it’s a classic fake dating au just in time for the holidays. could potentially become an interactive mini series where you guys vote on who Y/N should take to meet her family), smut

Christmas is one of the most romantic times of the year, but can also be one of the loneliest. You join a dating service offering 12 blind dates in December. Will you find a date to your snobby family's Christmas Eve party, where no one ever shows up single?

3. Nakamoto Yuta x F!Reader

You're spending the holidays away from family this year, having recently moved overseas to Japan. Expecting your Christmas will be uneventful, you plan to hunker down in your PJs and watch your favorite holiday movies. However, you soon discover that Christmas Eve is a romantic holiday in Japan, similar to Valentine's Day, in which couples spend time together and exchange gifts (and, for some reason, eat lots of fried chicken). A new acquaintance asks you out, and you have your first ever first date on Christmas Eve.

4. either D.O/Doh Kyungsoo or Suho/Kim Junmyeon x F!Reader (ngl I’m leaning more towards ksoo for this one but hey you never know)

You are a young girl living abroad on a student scholarship at a very high-profile university. One day at the uni pub you meet a handsome young man with whom you fall in love with at first sight; you two have a wonderful night together and you hope to see him again, although you didn’t exchange contacts. The very next day you open the newspaper only to discover that you have been out with a crown prince.

more to be added/modified in the future probably but unsure as my mind goes so fast and get done little

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trashlord-007 · 4 years ago

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Tagged by @papillonsgf ~ love ya muchly Noor ♡

Rules: I post the names of all the files in my WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Then you send me an ask with the title that intrigues/interests you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!

Yikes, here we go.

1. Halloween Prompts 2k20 (Monster - Y!Hwanwoong ; Asylum - Lay)

2. Captivity (Y!San)

3. Christmas Prompts 2k19 (now 2k20 hajskdkf) (Y!D.O)

4. BTS Vamp Manager (Idea, Series)

5. GOT7 Amusement Park Dream

6. Seven Deadly Sins (MX Series + Individual One Shots)

7. Mistakes p.3 (Y!Tae & Y!Onew Series)

8. Here's To The Fuckboys (EXO Idea)

9. Angels && Demons AU (BTS Idea, Series)

10. Mass Effect AU (ATEEZ? Idea)

11. Mr. Perfect (Y!Jin)

12. Lucas Construction Foreman

13. Lay Dream

14. Supernatural San Idea - SPN Detectives

15. Nation's Sweetheart (Y!Idol!V)

16. Twisted Intentions p.2 (Y!JK)

17. Promises p.2 (Y!HJ)

18. + numerous requests

19. + anime side projects

20. EXO Secret Santa Project!! ♡

I don't actually name stuff until it's ready to post lmfao sorry it's so boring!

Also my writing blog is @kpoptrashlord-007

Tagging any / all of my writer moots!

@rosy-wooyoung @joong-littlelove @exogotmeoncrack @twancingyunhoe @sanchelins @sortilegexix @gingerpeachtae @sixdaysofashyeeting @2ya2yao @kmseokjins @yadisvt @julyarchives @cherry-toxic @cherryeoo @juyeonzz @peaches-of-1

&& anyone else that writes that I forgot to tag ♡

#tag game #my WIPs #lol

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kaisooficrec · 5 years ago

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Kaisoo Our Love As One 2 (2019)

The second round of the lovely OLAO has begun! We’re blessed by so many kaisoo fics! We encourage you to show your support and appreciation for the authors by leaving kudos, comments and shoutouts on twitter ^^ merry christmas everyone!

#1. Confession

Genre: Romance, Soulmates, Imprinting, College/University AU, Jealous!Do Kyungsoo Length: 6,436 w Rating: PG-13 Summary: Do Kyungsoo received a confession in front of the entire campus from a complete stranger. And he said yes.

#2. Case #: 181102 (The Red Cube)

Genre: SCP Foundation,Tempo MV Inspired AU, Unreliable NarratorSCP - 3008 inspiredSCP - 167 inspired Length: 9,247 w Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Kinks/Other: Blood and gore, Graphic descriptions of violence, self-injurious behaviors, memory alteration, horror movie tropes Summary: It has been years since Kyungsoo first entered the Red Cube, he isn't sure whether there has ever been anything besides it.

#3. A Summer of Plums and Peaches

Genre: fluff, country boy vs city boy AU Length: 11,450 w Rating: PG-13 Summary: Jongin visits his grandmother every summer in the rural town in Korea where she lives. There are two problems with this: he can hardly speak Korean and he hates the heat. One day, he gets lost and ends up in a patch of poisonous vines when he meets Kyungsoo, the farmer boy with a heavy country accent who doesn't believe Jongin doesn't speak Korean. This summer vacation is going to be a long one.

#4. Ask Me And I Might Answer

Genre: slight angst, fluff, doctor AU Length: 12,225 w Rating: NC-17 Warnings: minor character death, pregnancy scare Summary: When Kyungsoo volunteered to read for the kids at the hospital with his step-brother, he didn't expect to encounter any trouble at all. But trouble came in a form of a handsome surgeon-in-training, Kim Jongin. Not that he was a bad influence or anything. In fact, he was the exact opposite. But he was trouble for Kyungsoo's stubborn heart.And Kyungsoo didn't need that. And he certainly didn't need a pregnancy scare just because he's showing symptoms of pregnancy weeks after they spent the night together.Kyungsoo knew it was the chicken.

#5. don’t tell me the moon is shining

Genre: bakery AU, uni AU, angst Length: 7,487 w Rating: G Warning: implied/referenced character death Summary: Time bends with his wrists, its passage as malleable as the dough between his fingers. Everything is slow; and in no unpleasant way. The old ceiling fan circles as though swimming through honey, and the adjacent lights hum the afternoon away. Kyungsoo himself feels absorbed in the warp, his breaths deep and his blinking almost sluggish. It’s relaxing. A breath of fresh air and a return to familiarity, all at once.

#6. (now you wanna) play with me

Genre: celebrity AU, actor!kyungsoo, slice of life, smut, humor, fluff Length: 14,064 w Rating: NC-17 Summary: kyungsoo is an actor and jongin's the first photographer to take him home after a shoot for vogue

#7. Destiny

Genre: historical AU ish, slight angst, slight drama, supernatural elements Length: 9,208 w Rating: NC-17 Summary: Kyungsoo wanted to build things that will last, not destroy them. But the latest project he got from his father's architectural firm was to demolish a beautiful, old house. He can't understand but there was a pull when he saw the house's picture. Like he just have to be there.His questions were answered when he roomed at the old house's attic and talked to the boy who used to stay there. The only problem is that the boy is 100 years from the past.

#8. Mr. Kim’s Boyfriend

Genre: Angst, Mafia au Length: 3,150 w Rating: NC-17 Warning: Kidnapping, Blackmailing, Misunderstadings Summary: It start with a joke and it end with a disaster, Kyungsoo was joking about him being the boyfriend of the most powerful gang leader in the town " THE KIM", who no one knew really.But the problem was when someone hears Kyungsoo saying that he's the gang leader's baby boy and start spread the rumour. Kyungsoo didn't bother to correct them yet it spread enough to reach the most dangerous gangs's ears.

#9. To Those Who Feel Nothing

Genre: Rebellion against the government, Slight Angst, Dystopian AU Legth: 10,344 w Rating: PG-13 Summary: In the utopia of the Stato Kolektiva, emotions have been destroyed for the sake of logic and progress. Do Kyungsoo runs an underground operation of bottled emotions for a hefty price in the city of Nova Okazo. Fear, Happiness, Sadness - he has it all. All except Love. He cannot make what he has not felt. But then he meets a dancer.

#10. Just Believe

Genre: Fluff, angst, dystopian-ish Length: 5,744 w Rating: PG-13 Summary: Kyungsoo's time had come. When you’re 12, you have to pass the test. if you hear the song and sing along, you’ll have to go in the “static”. kai wishes he could meet d.o. again, but he’s long gone now.

#11. Best Of Me

Genre: Caretaker au, drama, angst Warning: Blind and paralyzed character Length: 15,320w Rating: NC-17 Summary: When Kyungsoo was hired to be Jongin's caretaker, he had expected the job to be difficult but he didn't expect to care for his patient more than he should. Jongin, blind and paralyzed, constantly belittles everything Kyungsoo does but Kyungsoo just takes it all in for he knew that pain can make monsters out of the best people. So Kyungsoo vowed. He promised himself that he will help Jongin go back to the best version of himself. Even if it would mean that Kyungsoo had to burn and fade out just to reignite the fire within Jongin.

#12. Rain Drops

Genre: abo au, royalty au Length: 14,616w Rating: NC-17 Summary: As an Alpha prince, Jongin is expected to marry an Omega from a Nobel family, not the stray they picked up on the side of the road on the way to his summer home.

#13. it’s heist time, baby!

Genre: robbery au(?), it’s a cute robbery though :) Length: 4,849w Rating: G Summary: a halloween heist goes slightly wrong when kyungsoo finds the ring instead of the plaque in jongin's desk. he has to pretend that he doesn't know anything but the thing is—he sucks at lying.

#14. The clumsiest soulmate.

Genre: Soulmate au, fluff Length: 2,420w Rating: G Summary: Since he was a kid, Kyungsoo believed his soulmate was bullied from how many times he wake up with bruises all over his body. Little he knew it was far from that.

#15. The cute little bear

Genre: Hybrid au, domestic fluff Length: 3,966w Rating: G Summary: Kyungsoo woke up on the sound of loud sobs and found a cute bear hybrid, curled in his backyard, who he didn't hesitate to take care of and love beyond limits.

#16. Joys of Fate

Genre: Abo au, mates, strangers to lovers Length: 8,294w Rating: NC-17 Summary: Kim JongIn had never left anything made him feel like he wasn’t capable of leading his father's legacy, not his second gender, not those nasty and traditional alphas that worked with him. He was ready to face everything that was thrown at him. Even his destined alpha being his new secretary, Do KyungSoo.

#17. Hero In

Genre: Stalking, broken relationships Length: 7,792w Rating: NC-17 Summary: Little did he know, a mysterious man watches him every night, the same man he broke his heart months ago.

#18. Raggedy Man

Genre: Science-fiction, Doctor Who au(?), time travel Length: 25,015w Rating: G Summary: Kyungsoo just wanted a date. What he got was an adventure of a lifetime!

#19: Bloom (피어나)

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Inspired by Hades and Persephone (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Alternate Universe - Historical Length: 11,179 w Rating: R Summary: Everyone thinks Jongin was kidnapped by Kyungsoo, the god of death, but the man always visited him while he rested surrounded by flowers and talked to him, never forced him to do anything, sometimes he simply stared for hours on end, always with a kind smile on his gorgeous lips, until he had to go back to the underworld. Jongin wasn't kidnapped, not really. He fell into the underworld because he fell in love.

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manggojooz · 6 years ago

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Jooz List

== FAN FICS (Series) ==

Bad Timing [completed]

Highschool!au ; drama, angst, romance

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Pick A Side [completed]

University!au; drama, angst, romance, slice of life

Take My Hands Now [completed]

University!au; drama, angst, romance

Close The Door Now [epilogue series to Take My Hands Now]

Part 1 | Part 2

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Foolish Love Fake Love [ongoing]

Idol!au; drama, angst, romance

Sugar & the Beast [ongoing]

Joseon!au; drama, romance

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

BTS x EXO

//RM x D.O//

Bona Fide [ongoing]

Lawyer!au; drama, slice of life, romance

Prologue |

== FAN FICS (One Shot) ==

BTS

//Jungkook//

Favourite Look: fluff

Cross the Line: university/part-timer!au; fluff

//Suga - Yoongi//

Give It To Me: drama? Thriller?

//Jimin//

Let’s Swap: fluff (something like that)

//Jin - Seokjin//

Substitute Driver: CEO!seokjin x substitute driver!reader; bullet fic; not much genre, slight slight angst

//V - Taehyung//

The Sea And The Gull: bullet fic; angst; cheating taehyung

//RM - Namjoon//

A Convenient Excuse: bullet fic; fluff

EXO

//Baekhyun//

Sing For You: pub singer!au; romance, life

//Xiumin - Minseok//

Paper Cuts: slice of life; romance

== REQUESTS ==

//Suga - Yoongi//

Happy Ending: Idol!au; gun violence during performance; angst

I Need You: angst; some violence; abusive themes

//V - Taehyung//

Banana Milk: Idol!au; news of pregnancy; fluff

//Jimin//

Lights: Supernatural!au; psychopomp Jimin; indirect mentions of death/suicide

#masterlist #manggo masterlist #jooz list #joozlist #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #kpop drama #kpop angst #kpop romance #kpop fan fiction #kpop fluff #bts fanfic #bts #bts fan fiction #exo #exo fanfic #exo fan fiction

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twomoonskrp · 4 years ago

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Two Moons wants EXO’s D.O to join us!

Two Moons is a semi-au supernatural group, by day you will go about your regular activities whatever they may be, idol, actor, influencer but by night and on those rare days off you will find yours on Two Moons island with all the other supernatural beings and maybe even some humans, explore friendships, rivalries and romances while keeping your secrets hidden from fans.

Rules Masterlist Apply Aff Mobile Nav

#krp ad #krp advertisement #krp ads #krp #krp promo #two moons rp #krp wanted #kpop roleplay #kpop roleplay ads #do #do kyungsoo #exo #krpindex

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fyeahchenfics · 8 years ago

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Title: Circles in Circles Author: Sugar_and_Salt Pairing: D.O./Chen/Baekhyun/Chanyeol, Chinguline Rating: R Status: completed Length: one-shot; 27k Genre: Reaper!AU Warnings: suicidal themes

Summary: One sunny day, Kyungsoo swallows a handful of pills, curls up on his bed and dies. That's not the end though, it's merely another beginning.

admin crystal’s thoughts: i’m probably biased but jongdae is my favorite character in this fic ;-;

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bottomsooficfest-blog · 7 years ago

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[BottomSoo Round 1] 1ST week fics

Day 1

Title : No buts, just beauty

Pairing : Kai/Kyungsoo

Rating : T

Tags : Wolf!au, college!au

Warnings : Bullying, emplied mpreg

Description : Kyungsoo's always been told that he's ugly. Jongin takes the time to convince him otherwise.

Title : good night's sleep

Pairing : Baekhyun/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : FWB, Friends to lovers, smut

Description : Kyungsoo's night won't be completed without the sounds Baekhyun makes while he's sleeping. One night, the sounds become a little different from the others and Kyungsoo's worried so he checks but Baekhyun's just masturbating. He helps (and a lot more.)

Day 2

Title : Just one star warms you, a million keep me cool

Pairing : Chanyeol/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : Hybrid!au, suicide simulation, violence

Description : Mega-billionaire Do Kyungsoo have nothing else he desires, he has power, wealth and fame. Bored with the continuous cycle of his life, a black market merchant offered him a hybrid bird. But it's not an ordinary hybrid bird, it's a Phoenix.

Title : sk8terboi

Pairing : Kris/Kyungsoo

Rating : T

Tags : -

Description : Nobody expects CEO Wu to fall in love with a college dropout, skater boy, indie rock band vocalist D.O. but they make it work.

Day 3

Title : A Memoir in Six Acts

Pairing : Chanyeol/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : Explicit sexual content, Writer!Kyungsoo, Musician!Chanyeol

Description : At twenty-four, Do Kyungsoo finds himself stuck writing a biography for a very stubborn man. In time, Chanyeol opens up to him and the more Kyungsoo discovers, the more things get complicated.

Title : Never Judge a Book by Its Bloody Cover

Pairing : Kai/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : Vampire!au, minor character death, paranormal investigators

Description : Kyungsoo is a supernatural investigator. He used to work alone, but his office partnered him with a vampire for his next dangerous mission. He tried to fight it, but couldn’t convince his boss. He loathed those bloody heartless creatures. He can’t fathom the hypocrisy of his office fighting the evil, but turning around and asking one of monsters to aid them. He even had to supply his own blood in case the vampire stock was out! How can he even trust the creature who is betraying his own filthy kind? However with time Kyungsoo came to learn that not all monsters are ugly

Day 4

Title : September

Pairing : Chen/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : florist x tattooist au, mentions of depression, mentions of alcoholism, oral sex

Description : Kyungsoo learns that mayhem is an inked man with a killer smile named Kim Jongdae.

Title : Blue heart

Pairing : Kai/Kyungsoo, Baekhyun/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : Age gap, infidelity, mentions of drugs

Description : One time a car stopped in the streets of Itaewon in front of Le Queen and Kyungsoo's life took a turn.

Day 5

Title : WunderKind

Pairing : Kai/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : Angst, rimming, college!au, sad ending, introscepction

Description : Kyungsoo was happily caught in an endless cycle which he created. Everything in his life was measured precisely to what he, personally, perceived as perfection. Unknowingly to his genius-self, someone from the outside detected a severe disconnect. What would happen when his sham anchor of security was pulled from the deep.

Title : ocean eyes

Pairing : Kris/Kyungsoo

Rating : E

Tags : Sex work, minor character death, daddy kink

Description : Kyungsoo might be a cute, needy camboy but that doesn’t exactly always pay the bills. Enter ‘FanDaddyx00’ and a job at a popular coffee shop with a reputation for love.

Enjoy and please don’t forget to leave kudos and comments!

#kaisoo #chansoo #chensoo #krisoo #baeksoo #bottomsoo #exo #kyungsoo #bottmsoofest

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miraculouskpop · 7 years ago

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EXO Reaction - Members and their S/O as Ladybug and Chat Nior

This is a Miraculous Ladybug AU with EXO starring as Chat Nior and you as Ladybug.

Note that all GIFs are not created by me, and goes to the respective owners.

Suho as Cat Nior

Kim Junmyeon would take his role as Chat Nior very seriously considering the possible outcome of his homeland. Although being a new superior gifted with deadly supernatural powers, Suho will be dignified with these abilities and won’t hesitate to remind you the responsibility of taking care of the people. Just like being a mother figure in EXO, he will take charge overseeing everything. In fact, Suho as Chat Nior will be the one leading the team, not you. He can be amusing at times, but overall, Suho as Cat Nior will be very diligent because saving the day is important within itself, after all.

Lay as Chat Nior

Lay, poor child, bless his heart.

The nature of Lay’s persona contradicts the destruction of power. He’s unlikely to even use his newfound power, and perhaps give up his ability in order to avoid unnecessary devastation. After some convincing, Lay would gradually accept his new role as Chat Nior, but it doesn’t mean he will like it, however. He hates hurting anyone, even those horrible beings called akumas, but really, they’re just people being possessed, so why should he harm them? You will have to take over majority of the missions and defeat the akumas. Afterwards, you would sit with Lay and have a serious discussion of separating personal with superhero identity.

“You’re not really hurting anyone, and I need your help.”

“I know, but I feel so guilty about it.”

“But look on the bright side. Your power gives me the opportunity to defeat the akuma and protect the people. It’s beneficial for both of us in the end.”

“I guess so...”

You’ll have to constantly encourage and praise him to continue his role as Chat Nior. After some time, Lay will feel more comfortable with his power of destruction and selectively choose the akuma to defeat. However, his baton will do fine.

Xiumin as Chat Nior

“So... How do you like me now?”

Xiumin would become rather cocky and sensual as Chat Nior. Transforming into a dark, seductive, majestic black clad feline bestowed with supernatural abilities is a girl’s wet dream within itself, and Xiumin knows how to use effectively. As Chat Nior he’ll be such a mischievous tease that sometimes likes to play tricks on you. An example being sneaking up behind you, or wrapping his black tail around your leg much to your annoyance ( not really ). He’s confidant as Chat Nior and knows the time to kick necessary ass, but he cannot help but to show off a little. Sly flirtation is Xiumin’s crafty gift, and he loves to use it on everyone.

Women and men love Chat Nior.

Hell, he loves himself as Chat Nior.

He also happens to converse more comfortably as Chat Nior, but careful with his vulnerable expressions. Either way, being heroes will become a pleasant experience for the both of you.

D.O as Chat Nior.

Okay, so....

This is awkward.

D.O as Chat Nior is just... uh, D.O, really. He doesn’t really alter his ego. Sure, he’ll take his position seriously, but he always take everything seriously, so that’s nothing new. As Chat Nior, he’ll remain quiet as ever and will act upon demand, so you will have to direct orders. Of course, don’t get him wrong, he likes being superb and whatnot, but it’s not that significant to worry over. Another day defeating an akuma hellbent on destroying the city. Nothing to see here.

Between you two is also awkward. He rarely speaks, so you really don’t know what’s on his mind.

But piss him off...

And he’ll destroy everything in his path. Thankfully it hasn’t reach to that point, but let’s hope situations never reach to it.

Chanyeol as Chat Nior.

*GASP!*

“No way! You’re joking, right? Me? A SUPERHERO!?” This boy would literally fanboy all over the place at the thought of being a superhero. So, after all the fanboying and squealish screams of joy, Chanyeol as Chat Nior would be... let’s say, destructive. He can barely contain his emotions, so as a superhero it would be very difficult to tame him...- consider Chanyeol as a young child who’s imaginary powers became real. If it wasn’t for your good luck charms, Chanyeol would’ve already burned the entire world into a crisp. He can be provoked easily which leads him to abuse his powers and destroy everything in his path, whether intentionally or not. He happens to become very sad if you don’t praise him for any of his efforts. You try to lecture him on the subject of controlling his powers, but all of it goes out the window. Hot headed, aggressive, and sometimes dimwitted, Chanyeol as Chat Nior would be a bit of a chore for you.

Chen as Chat Nior.

Chen as Chat Nior would be a little unfitting.

Chen never really cared for superhero stuff, so doing anything related to supernatural, hocus-pocus, fight an enemy of the day wouldn’t interest him. He has better things to honestly do, but he’s not complaining. Too much.

Honestly, this will have to grow on him. He’ll try to adapt, and certainly ask a lot of questions...

“Will this cause health problems?”

“Okay, so, I have to be careful because my hair stylist finished my hair this morning...”

And you? More than annoyed.

“God, look! It won’t ruin your face if you just avoid any akumas’ attacks.” You sigh in frustration, and Chat Nior nodded with a slight smile. “Awesome, because I have a photo shoot at two o’clock today and don’t need my face messed up.” He’ll try to fight, but it’s kind of pointless since he misses his opponents, anyway.

Baekhyun as Chat Nior.

“IT’S TIME TO PARTTTTTEEEEEEEHHH-”

Frankly, Baekhyun would be more than excited to become Chat Nior. It gives him the freedom to truly be himself without any judgement. He’ll mostly play around with his supernatural capabilities rather than take responsibility and get to the point, much to your frustration. He often teases his foes and play tricks on everyone with the intentions of saving the day, but just in his own special way. Being Chat Nior also gives Baekhyun the opportunity to find love without lurking paranoia, considering his swift flexibility and heightened senses.

Chat Nior loves to goof off and find interesting things to do besides work. He explores places during the midnight hours and would introduce you to new scenery.

“Wow, looks amazing.”

“Not as amazing as you, my lucky bug.”

Oh, and the puns. Lots and lots of cheesy puns.

“Awe man! You gotta be kitten me!”

“How about a little... purrsuasion?”

Kai as Chat Nior.

Like an idol, Kai will have a bit of an identity complex that only increases in difficulty once he accepts the role as Chat Nior. He’s not sure how to act, so he only gauges by how he sees in most superhero films. Creating an alternative personality is like wearing a costume for a special event. As Chat Nior, he projects himself as cocky, aggressive, dominating, flirtatious and all the other stereotypical personalities, but in reality, he’s very vulnerable and uncertain of himself. Of course, he’ll never let anyone see this side of him. In the midst of a dangerous situation Kai will become somewhat nervous of his capabilities and the results of them... What if he fails? What if he’s not good enough? What if he loses control and go crazy with a lust for power? These thoughts plague him at night.

However, you were there to set things straight.

“Chat, I think you have what it takes.”

“I don’t know. Honestly, it’s hard enough living as an idol... How am I suppose to tackle being a superhero part time?”

“Just be yourself. Don’t allow these fears to dictate your life.”

“You’re right. I’ll try my best.”

Sehun as Chat Nior.

Prissy cat.

Annoying furball.

Whiny brat.

Too many names you wanted to call him, but you settled with little kitten just to annoy the shit out of him.

You two argue quite often over pointless crap. Sometimes, there’s no valid reason to argue, but you guys love one upping each other. He’s such a conceited show off trying to prove how “amazing” and “great” he is, when in actuality he’s nothing more than a stupid, obnoxious brat that’s always yapping at the mouth-

“Look out!” You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t realize the huge fireball shooting straight at you...- that was, until you found yourself across the building with Chat Nior hovering over you. Okay, so, he’s not that bad. Sure, he can be arrogant, prissy, sissy, and downright rude, but he has some ethical value to him. If the conversation is not pertaining to himself, then Chat Nior doesn’t bother to speak.

Loves attention, the fame, the admiration of the people around him. Yeah, it’s like a dream come true.

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