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sofiareidings · 1 year ago

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I'm Not Yours

Summary: You're getting over a breakup and meet a cute guy on a case, what you didn't realise was that your best friend has been waiting for years. Warning: Swearing

A/N: I'm sorry my post is so late!! I had it queued up to post at 9am like normal and then it didn't?? And then I had a math test so I couldn't go on my phone or anything, AND THEN HALF THE STORY JUST DISSAPPEARED SO I HAD TO REWRITE IT?!?!? It has been quite the hassle. Also this was a prompt from @andiebeaword's 3000 follower celebration! The first sentence of the story was the prompt. Also, I meant for this to be gn!reader so if anyone sees any she/he pronouns for reader please tell me! Love you all <333

Word Count: 1.5k

Song Suggestions: Yours - Conan Gray

"I can't stand you choosing another person over me, again."

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His bright blue eyes shined in the sun, a ray hitting across his face perfectly. Pushing his short brown hair out of his face while smiling at you made your insides flutter, completely forgetting about your ex now.

"So as I was saying, it would be best for you and your team to set up here. There's lots of room and we haven't used it in years." His voice came out in this long, deep tone. JJ walked into the room raising an eyebrow at you before taking over the conversation with the officer.

"What was that look?" Jumping slightly, you turned around and saw Penelope. It was that once a year situation where she actually had to join the rest of the team for a case. "Someone likes the officer."

The girls took any chance they could to get you to talk to the guy. They weren't wrong, you did think he was insanely cute but, you just weren't quite sure if you had the guts to really talk to him.

"I do not!" You laughed, "And even if I did…it's not like anything could happen." Penelope continued pestering and Emily joined the conversation and made sure to give her opinion as well.

***

"You better at least get his number, we're only gonna be here for a few more days." Penelope had been bugging you the most out of anyone, "Well, I let you sit on that thought. I need to go work my wonderful magics so I will talk to you about this later." She smiled and strutted away back to her laptop setup down the hall.

"What was Garcia talking about?" Turning back to the task at hand, Spencer was standing at a board. Working on the case. "Is this about that officer?" His voice was very flat, little emotion which was unusual for him. Especially around you, the two of you had been best friends since you transferred to the BAU.

"Yeah it was, she's trying to get me to get his number." Not turning from his work you started to flip through some files and continue to talk. "I do think he's pretty hot, but I also think it's way too early to start putting myself out there you know?"

"Yeah, yeah I guess I can understand that." Peeking over his shoulder briefly to look at you. Hearing the way you were talking about this guy was leaving him conflicted. The first day he had met you he'd already fallen in love. No statistic or math problem could explain how that happened. He's been sitting on the sideline for the past three years, watching you go from boyfriend to boyfriend, letting him be your shoulder to cry on when it was heartbreak after heartbreak. But honestly, he didn't know how long he could keep going like this.

"...But it could also be some type of fate thing. Like, I break up with a toxic asshole and then meet a dreamy police officer? I don't know, what do you think Spencer?" Walking over to him to put up some photos and thoughts on the board you look up at him, waiting for his response.

"Whatever you think is best I suppose," It took him a long time to respond, the way you were speaking of this guy was just breaking his heart more and more. It was taking all his power to not just scream 'I LOVE YOU!!' and see your reaction. "Do you want to ask him out."

"I think so, I guess he is really nice, and really good looking…" Going on about him a bit more, you paused then changed your thought process. "I mean everything and everyone is telling me to go for it but some small part of me is saying no."

"I think I'm just being paranoid, why shouldn't I put myself out there? It has been like three months. And if it doesn't work out, so what? At least I tried. I think I'll do it." Just like that, the hope died. Should he just say it? Get it out there and hope for the best? This was impossible.

"What does that mean? Are you just not ready to put yourself out there again or is it because there's someone else?" A small glimmer of hope ignited in him, maybe he still had a chance after all.

***

"I'm going to do it. So you can stop annoying me about it, Pen." She smiled and started to ramble about how it will be so good for you. The case had been solved and you were all packing up. Everyone with the exception of Hotch and Rossi were in the room given to the team.

"I'm so glad you're going to do this! You two would be such a sexy pair I just know it." You and Penelope continued to talk, but Spencer was just heartbroken. Standing on the opposite side of the room he could still hear you. He was packing up his things slowly, hoping to get a chance to talk to you alone.

"You should just go for it kid, don't let them get with another guy without you atleast saying it." Derek, giving his opinion to Spencer while leaning against the wall. Tossing a ball now that he was all packed up.

"What if you say something and they like you back?" Derek counter protested. Spencer thought about it for a minute, he had a point. But on the other hand he couldn't tell what would be worse; watching you ask someone else out again or telling you and losing such an important person in his life.

"I know, I just don't want to ruin three years of friendship. What if I say something and they never talk to me again?" He questioned, still listening in on your conversation.

***

"I'll be done in a minute!" You called out to Penelope and Emily. Still packing up your things it was only you and Spencer left in the room.

Finally throwing your bag over your shoulder you started to catch up to the rest of the team you heard Spencer call out to you. "Wait! Can I talk to you for a minute, please?"

"Yeah, of course." A little confused on why he sounded so nervous you stood infront of him, waiting for him to continue. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing it's just," He cleared his throat, no or never. "I was just wondering if you gave that officer your number yet."

"Oh, not yet. I was actually about to do that. Why do you ask?" Titling your head, curious. He started to fidget with his hands, not sure what to say.

"Oh, so you are going out with him." His voice barely above a whisper. "That's nice I suppose."

"Okay…" You smiled and started to head to the door. "I'm going to go now, see on the jet Spencer?"

"I- please, I need to say something." He tripped over his words, come on Spencer, just say it!!!

"Are you okay? You seem nervous." Why was he acting like this? It was so confusing to you.

"Okay, I'm just going to say it." He sighed, "I don't want you to go out with that officer. I mean if you really want to you should do it of course but I don't want you to because I want you to go out with me. If you don't feel the same way tell me but it's just, I can't stand you choosing another person over me, again." Biting the inside of his cheek, waiting for your response.

"Oh," Was all you could say at first. You didn't really know what else to say. "You, you like me?"

"Yeah, I do. And if you don't feel the same way I get it and pretend I never said anything because I don't want to lose you. But if you go out and date this guy I'm going to have to put up a boundary, I'm sorry."

"Spencer, I don't know what to say," You laughed lightly, not sure how to say what you were thinking. "I feel the same way, I just assumed you never would like me back so I have been trying to get over it."

"Really?" He smiled and gave that puppy-dog face he always made. "Are you serious?"

"Why would I lie?" Throwing your bag over your shoulder you hugged him then stepped back giving a small smile. "We should go though, the jet is supposed to leave like now. But can we talk about this later?"

"I would like that." The two of you started to head out, and you completely forgot about the officer. Spencer just walked out with a huge smile on his face. Why didn't he say this sooner???

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avocadoooo · 1 year ago

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foolish one

character: alhaitham x fem!reader

a/n: i didn't do the whole song, small letters intended, also never proofread🤸‍♀️ do send in requests❗

you give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high

rubbing the sides of your forehed, you let out a heavy sigh while looking at the random numbers and formulas written in paper infront of you that you've been trying to understand for the past twenty minutes. the longer the time passes, the longer the number jumbles and shuffles together.

and when you were right on the edge of giving up, you a pair of hands clap right next to your hear startling you.

"you've been staring at that stack of paper for the past twenty minutes and you haven't even gotten passed the first page yet," you hear a familiar voice say, immediately recognizing the owner of it.

"if you're not going to help, best get away. i'm not in the mood to deal with your scolding today, alhaitham."

he doesn't say anything and you hear some shuffling, thinking that he's going to leave, you put your headphones on when suddenly the chair infront of you was pulled from its place. he sits down, dropping a stack of paper infront of you with his neat handwriting of his notes, ready to help with the parts you struggled with (all of it).

wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right

arguing with alhaitham was one that tried their best to avoid, not just because he always thinks that he's right, but also because he makes you think you're making a big deal of things that really are a big deal.

alhaitham's eyebrows meet as he says, "i just ate outside, i didn't think you'd make that big of a deal out of this."

you roll your eyes, already used to him saying those words as you say, "you ate outside when i told you i was going to go and cook us dinner. you also went out of your way to go with nilou, you know how i feel about her, haitham."

he crosses his arms, already over the argument and says, "we've gone over this millions of times already, i told you that she's just a colleague. will you ever get over this? it's getting tiring"

a tear drops as you turn around, locking yourself in your room and your heart with you.

and i will block out these voices of reason in my head

all the signs were pointing to the exit. you knew that it was probably the best thing to do, especially in your situation, but were you going to do it? of course.

you won't.

every single thing about him was screaming red, that it was something wrong and dangerous. and you were well aware of that.

but you always liked red better than green anyway.

and the voices say, "you are not the exception, you will never learn your lesson"

you knew that staying in yours and alhaitham's relationship is a bad idea, hoping that things would turn around and work out for the better.

but you also knew that wishing for that would be throwing another star to the already millions of missed shining ones.

and yet you did anyway. your friends advices going into one ear and out the other as you run back to him. but you know they'll be there for you, ready to catch you as you fall into their arms, crying once again.

you swear you won't come back to him, that you'll be choosing yourself this time around and it'll be better as they nod along, knowing that you'll be back by his side in the morning, things said the night before already forgotten as you look at him with lovestruck eyes.

and you know damn well that he knows that as well.

foolish one, stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love, that ain't never gonna come

was what your friends always told you numerious times, on multiple occasions. have you ever listened? no. have they gotten tired of reminding you? yes. they've realised that you're foolish, you were always a hopeless romantic, but they never thought you'd be a foolish one as well.

and here you were, all dolled up for your anniversary dinner, phone on the table you're sitting infront of with the messages you sent hours ago, looking down at the device with teary eyes.

"hey al, i know you're busy with work but i just wanted to remind you of the date we have tonight! you also said you'd send what you were gonna wear so we can match, see u:))" - sent at 11:30am

"it's 3 hours 'til the date but can you send me the picture if you're not too busy since yk i take a while to get ready. thanks, love" - sent at 3:03 pm

"an hour to go and i have to leave in 20mins, we won't be able to match since you haven't sent me yours, sorry:((" - sent at 5pm

"here at the [location], take your time though" - sent at 5:50pm

you checked the watch on your wrist, 7:43pm, it read. it's been two hours now that you were waiting for your beloved to show up.

"maybe he's just working overtime" he would never work over time.

"he's probably stuck in traffic" the reason you had to leave 20 minutes early was because this place was 5 minutes from his work place so it'd be more convenient for him to come.

"his boss most likely asked him to stay late" he is the boss.

even if you were the one being embarrassed for waiting for wlmost two hours in a restaurant, you still tried making excuses for his behavior anyway.

you grabbed your phone and started typing away

"love, i might leave now since it's been almost two hours that i've waited, you're probably home already since you got tired from work and forgot about the date, it's okay though, we can make up next year"

then you hit send, and just as the message gets delivered as you stood up, a phone chimes from the entrance so you turn to look.

and then there he was, standing at the front talking to the server and you smile thinking that maybe he was just late after all when he walks in and turns to look back out, with his hand extending out.

a hand holds his delicately as nilou walks in.

he turns, looking around the restaurant when you lock eyes, his are shocked, while yours are filled with disappointment. you shook your head as you walk out the exit door, not even bothering to look back as he calls out your name.

you were indeed, the foolish one.

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theothernads · 8 months ago

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₊˚⊹♡ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ²: 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 (ʏᴊᴡ)

𝘖𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 Y.JW. By 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩01

-an 𝙀𝙉𝙃𝙔𝙋𝙀𝙉 fanfic

-𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀��𝘀 <3

Yn believed in logic. Jungwon believed in understanding his emotions. Their friends knew they would get into petty arguments. All in all, they desire a successful university life, away from their past and families. However, when murders appear in the premises of their own school, and the past comes back to meet them, they find a link and team up with their logic and emotions to find out the culprit and resume their normal lives. But, no one guaranteed their safety and their feelings for each other.

Pairing: Yang Jungwon × female reader

Ft. Enha, Le Sserafim, Bangtan, TXT, Newjeans

Smau+ written ※。.:*:・'°☆

⚠️𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: swearing, murder, obsession, mental disorders +health, suicide, family problems, not all members are goodDo not proceed if you have a problem/sensitivity to any of those topics. Do not copy my work.

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YOU DON'T KNOW IF YOU SCREAMED FOR LONG, but one thing you did register is Jungwon's fingers curling around your arm, pulling you back.

Your eyes was fixtated over the bloodied skin, his open eyes staring at the night sky.

"Shit, come on, Yn, stand up!" Jungwon said, his voice trembling and you found the strength in your legs.

Your thoughts were just tangled and intertwined, you couldn't hear a single coherent thought.

"Yn!"

You stood, the sheer shock freezing your nerves as you clung onto Jungwon, and you find yourself and him backing away.

What the fvck just happened? The red lights from his car didn't help. It only added to the darkness surround you and him.

You could almost hear your own heartbeat, staring at the body bag...

"Get in the car." You pulled on his arm. Jungwon nodded wordlessly and he gave you a little push as well.

You barely registered how badly your legs were melting as you pulled the car door open, entering the warmth of the vehicle, but everything felt so cold inside your muscles.

With a slam of his door, Jungwon shakily clutched his phone.

"Um, what happened? We heard you scream?" Yunjin asked, oblivious of what your mind was just tainted with. And you didn't speak for a second.

"Yn, Jungwon?"

Jay gazed at you and him, watching how Jungwon fumbled with his phone, typing in the 3 numbers and latching the phone to his ear. Instinctively, he locked the car doors, realising how they were utterly drowned in darkness, the dark road isolated, crops and plants on either side.

You rubbed your eyes, swiping a hand through your hair and you felt the flashes of the body shock you.

"What the fvck is going on?" Yunjin said again, leaning off her backseat.

"It's... there's a body..."

Yunjin stilled, words and thoughts freezing for a good moment. It wasn't quite processed in anyone's brain. It didn't sound real.

"You're kidding-."

"I'm sorry, did you say body- as in, a dead body?" Jay spoke up but he was in disbelief.

And Jungwon started speaking into the phone, eyes flickering here and there, feeling a little sick. He could almost smell the lingering stench of blood.

"Hello, I need to report something..."

Whilst Jungwon discussed with the police, you couldn't help but feel the looming darkness. The eerie night hung over the car more heavily. You couldn't find your words that were buried deep in your chest.

There was something peculiar about the man. The little stubble on his chin, the wrinkles dented underneath the eyes, the blue fabric over his once-alive body.

The realisation dawned upon you, and your breath came out shaky as you heard Yunjin speak again, trying to ask if you're okay, her hand shaking your shoulder a little.

"I recognise him," You said quietly, staring ahead in the darkness. Yunjin and Jay became quiet, bewildered.

"What do you mean?" Jay murmured.

For a few seconds, you heard Jungwon speak frantically about what he saw into the phone, and then you turned to the two in the back, anxious knots tightening your chest.

"The man... the d-dead body... its the school Janitor."

After a few minutes of waiting on the line and staying frozen in the car, your heartbeat calmed a little. It was still racing, but your nerves weren't going insanely crazy, and your fingers tangled over each other.

Yunjin and Jay kept silent, their head occasionally turning towards the back windshield, seeing the blurred outline of the body bag within the red lights.

And Jungwon's eyes darted around, his fingers picking at his sleeve, his phone heating his ear, but he couldn't even register the increasing warmth over his igniting thoughts.

You couldn't help but try and make yourself feel better, words coming out before you registered them.

"Since he's dead, do you think Jungwon will get arrested?"

Everyone turned to you in silence. Jungwon furrowed his eyebrows, disbelief sweeping across his gaze.

"What the fvck?"

"Sorry."

Their phones light up simultaneously, reminding them that they were somewhat connected to reality outside of the traumatic event you and Jungwon witnessed.

Though it was just Heeseung asking about desserts and Jay scowled, muttering a "he just doesn't give up".

Where you did find Heeseung to be comforting in... strange ways, you found it more comforting when flashing blue and red lights caught your gaze from the mirrors of the car.

The sirens peirced the silence of the isolated road, 2 vehicles pulling up in front of Jungwon's car, securing the area. Everyone practically deflated, you and Jungwon especially.

A few officers exited, talking into their radios as they sauntered to the windows, knocking thrice. Jungwon instantly put the windows down, heart racing.

They started off introducing themselves, one officer at your side and another at Jungwon's. They asked for names first before everyone had to get out the car despite the creeping anxiety.

Hugging yourself, you stood next to Jungwon and Yunjin, the air growing chilly. Maybe it was only colder because you refused to move a muscle.

More police officers gathered around the body, their radios buzzing as messages were transacted. You're glad Yunjin and Jay didn't need to witness that.

You were snapped back to reality when a kind voice spoke to everyone. You glanced to see a young man, black hair and full lips. You saw his sympathetic smile and he held a little, black notepad.

"Hi, I'm officer Sim Jaeyun, I'm going to take in statements," He introduced himself. Though, Jay perked up, glancing at Jaeyun with a spark in his eye.

"Bro?" Jay uttered, stepping forward. The officer glanced, a similiar spark in his eyes.

"Braur?" Jaeyun said back, and everyone witnessed them approaching each other, dabbing one another. It was honestly the most weirdest thing to be fair.

Jay smiled a little before turning to you and the other two, sensing the confusion.

"Ah right, Jaeyun- I mean, Jake, used to be my study partner. We took different courses but they aligned pretty well."

Oh right- Jay took forensics before dropping out that path before he got hit with the difficulty.

It was a nice little reunion, but no one said anything, frankly too apprehensive.

"And they're my friends. We were about to get dessert, but y'know, those plans are ruined..."

Jake shook his head softly, smiling at everyone. He held his notepad, sighing.

"I didn't think my reunion with you would be at a crime scene." Jake breathed, looking at Jay and the others with concern.

An awkward laugh escaped Jay's lips and he scratched his nape.

"Yeah, it's not ideal..."

You stared blankly at the ground, mind slowly crumbling. You shuddered and Jay noticed, worry twinkling in his eye.

Jake spoke again. "I transferred a few weeks ago. So, to be fair, this is my first case right now."

Everyone kind of listened, the chill of the wind grazing everyone's skin, hair messing up slightly. Jake decided to set everything down to business as he cleared his throat, and flipped his notepad.

"I'll take statements. Who found the body first? I'll probably take their statement first."

You and Jungwon perked up. You don't know what it was, but the actual idea of seeing a dead body, a person that smiled at you this morning kind of haunted you. And for Jungwon, he didn't imagine his night turning out like this, the police making it so much more real for him.

"Me and Yn... found it," Jungwon chimed quietly, calmly. And Jake nodded, gesturing for you and him to walk closer.

Following his orders, the two separated from the other two, and feeling as if the air escaped their lungs. Even if it was windy and there was plenty to be shared.

Keeping his professional stance, Jake clicked his pen and looked at Jungwon.

"I guess you were the one driving?"

Jungwon nodded, eyes flickering as if his thoughts were drawn to some other place in his head. "Yeah..."

"And, where were you going?" Jake inquired, writing down briefly with a brisk scribble.

Now that you thought about it, you felt bad for prompting this whole trip the dessert shop- you only planted yourself in trouble and now, you were stuck with a memory you and him never wanted.

"A dessert shop. We were going to the new one that opened up.." Jungwon uttered, gaze shifting again, arms playing with his long sleeves.

Jake just nodded and he continued with the generic questions of did you see anything suspicious and all of that. But you stayed silent, reality becoming a fuzz to you. You didn't even hear Jungwon calling your name.

"Yn?" Jungwon said sternly, nudging your side and you flinched, eyes snapping back to Jake.

"Oh.. sorry," You murmured, finding yourself inhaling deeply, the anxiety fogging up your lungs.

Jake nodded and just turned to you.

"Same thing, I presume?"

You honestly didn't hear Jungwon speaking.

"I... yeah. The dessert shop... and then we ran over something hard... and the body..." you trailed off, remembering the Janitor's gentle look before you left the campus.

It just didn't seem real. You must be imagining things...

"Yn? Are you okay?" Jake asked, inching closer to you and causing you to nod aimlessly.

"I recognise him..."

Jungwon gave you the same curious look as Jake began to listen closer.

"Really?"

"The Janitor at school. He.. I'm pretty sure it's him..."

"And what school do you guys go to?"

"Youreun University," You replied automatically. It just terrified you that someone you met this morning had completely been robbed off their life.

With your growing apprehension, Jake nodded and wrote down the scribble. "Thank you. Do you need some water or anything? You look a little... dazed."

Jungwon and Jake saw you shake your head, giving a grateful smile, but your eyes were glued back to the body bag surrounded by officers.

And suddenly, your urge to apologise to Jungwon kind of grew.

"You won't arrest us, right?" You said, and Jake had to restrain a smile.

"No, no, of course not. There's not really evidence you guys did anything. Besides, you guys have given me some alibis. We'll just check that and you will probably be free to go." Jake ruffled his hair in the wind, brown locks flying around.

Jungwon deflated at the news and you nodded, wanting to reach home. The sweet desire of dessert was completely dry in your head, and to be fair, you did need some water. And your bed.

"How do you recognise him? Are you related or...?"

"No, I just happened to bump into him t-this morning," You replied, rubbing your own arm, suddenly feeling the chill of the night.

Jake nodded and sighed, asking a few more questions before he relaxed on the statement-taking.

Jungwon's eyes trailed back to the body, being able to see the faint dry blood on the man's neck, and his eyes were forced closed. He shuddered.

After taking a short statement from Yunjin and Jay, they all stood on one side of the road with Jake giving a reassuring smile to everyone.

"So, are you here for good?" Jay asked Jake, arms crossed. Jake nodded.

"Yeah, if I impress my boss," Jake muttered, suddenly having his face morph into somewhat distress at the mention of his superior. Everyone stared.

"You looked like you saw a ghost- is your boss bad or something?" Jay uttered, joking but when Jake stared back with the same startled expression, everyone kind of basked in the silence.

Sheepishly scratching his head, Jake gathered his words.

"It's not that he's bad... he's just a bit... how do I say it-?"

Before Jake could continue, a voice broke him out of his speech and a man approached them, tall with shoulders back, black hair, almost into a mullet with a blue jacket over his attire.

"Jake, I've been looking for you."

He winced and turned back to Jay with a whisper.

"Melodramatic," Jake finished his sentence and everyone heard it, a small smile tugging at the lips.

His boss sauntered over, a mask over his face, which he pulled down to fully examine everyone, obviously a little tedious at the sight. It wasn't everyday that you saw 4 university students and a dead body.

"Did they find the body, officer Sim?"

He was quick to answer, nodding. "Yes, sir. And I took the stat-."

"The statements? Good. You're kind of getting used to this."

Jay had to hold back a smirk as he gave a discrete side-eye to Jake. The officer simply smiled, though it was so little.

"And, do their alibis match? Do you think they're suspects?" His boss asked once more, looking at his phone momentarily. Jake shook his head, keeping up his polite stature.

"No, sir. I think they're all good to go. Of course, if you think so," Jake uttered, hands behind his back. Then, the man finally looked at you and the others, scanning each one before nodding, acknowledging.

"Nice to meet you despite such unfortunate events. I'm DCI Kim Seokjin, I'm leading this investigation," he introduced himself, bringing out these small business cards to hand to you and the others.

Hesitantly taking it, everyone just looked in silence, bowing slightly out of courtesy.

"Well, if officer Jake thinks you are free to go, I'll trust his word. And don't worry, we'll solve this quickly- don't dwell on it."

But that thought, for you and Jungwon, seemed to be much further than you could reach within an arm's length. The shudder that ran through your spine was noticeable and you hugged yourself tightly, the wind brushing your skin.

Seokjin nodded and gave a curt smile, thinking he was done here. "Please go home. I'm pretty sure university students don't want to be out this late after what you guys have seen."

The ride back home was silent to say the least. You couldn't even hear yourself breathe over the engine and the sound of the wheels rolling along. You sighed, rubbing your eyes briefly.

Yunjin couldn't dare to ask and interrupt your silent trance, wanting to ask much more. But she knew better and left you alone.

And Jay ignored how his phone kept vibrating with Heeseung exploding with tweets on twitter. Silently scowling, he turned his phone to silent before looking at Jungwon, who stiffly drove, lips tightly shut.

The apology was right at your lips, but you didn't really say anything, feeling sick. The smell lingered in your nose, forcing your stomach to shift.

"You okay?" Jay asked, breaking the brittle silence.

With a small sigh, you nodded with your head planted somewhere else. "Yeah.."

Jungwon couldn't say anything, eyes flickering around as if he was searching for something. Though, no one questioned it.

So when Jungwon dropped you and Yunjin home, he didn't say anything, eyes focused on his steering wheel. Jay slipped into the front seat, giving a concerned glance to his friend.

"You haven't said a word since we got in the car. You okay?" Jay asked, buckling the seatbelt. Jungwon responded with a sigh, nodding as he glanced around the street cautiously.

"I'm fine. I just need sleep to be honest," Jungwon murmured, which was partially true. After all that his mind was completely dragged through the mud, and he wanted to just get home and forget about it.

Jay understood and nodded, facing the front.

He didn't realise the way Jungwon shuddered when he started the car again, trying to get rid of the goosebumps flaring across his arms and neck.

It wasn't a long drive to Jay's dorm, and Jungwon couldn't even muster a wave before driving off, feeling the roads get lonelier.

He was just pondering, his gaze flickering back and forth. It just didn't seem real that he saw death again. The lifeless eyes.

He breathed shakily, gulping hard as he returned home, the goosebumps engraved in his skin.

He wanted to forget the look, the mere display of death and the paranoia that was starting to become more prominent the more he walked up to his front door and entered his home.

In the proximity of his house, he finally relaxed, absolutely withered and shaken with apprehension. To be fair, he didn't even think about brushing his teeth before he dropped to his bed and finally went on his phone.

He simply ignored the email regarding his film project and tapped onto twitter.

How you even made it to university the next day was a mystery. You and Yunjin sauntered through the halls, and you were tired.

Your eyes had slight bags under them, and you were still cautiously darting your eyes around the school halls. It seemed normal. Like the news hadn't slipped into the crowd.

And you were daydreaming so much, you didn't realise you bumped into Sunoo, who was leaning on the wall, playing a game on his phone and he made a little "oof" sound.

Yunjin tugged you back by the sleeve and glanced to your zoned-out state.

Upon seeing Sunoo, you sheepishly smiled.

"Sorry, Sun," You murmured, stepping back a little. He smiled, pausing his game.

"It's fine. You seem a little stressed. Or.. dizzy. Are you about to pass out??" Sunoo lists frantically, suddenly sending a hand flying to your forehead, checking for any temperature.

You flinched away a little, giving a roll of the eyes. "I'm not going to pass out," You said defensively.

Sunoo took his hand away, pouting. "You certainly look distracted. What's up?"

Yunjin and you exchanged glances, considering whether or not to tell him what atrocities was deeply buried in your memory. Sighing, you gestured for him to come closer until you, Yunjin and Sunoo were huddled in a bizarre circle.

"Don't tell anyone, okay?" You blinked at Sunoo.

Too eager to know, he nodded and his gaze was perplexed but curious.

You never imagined having to say these words in your entire life.

"Well, you know how we went out last night?"

Sunoo hums in response, tilting his head.

"Well, we were on the way to get dessert. We tweeted it, remember?"

"Oh, I wasn't really on twitter last night... I didn't see it," Sunoo said, smiling awkwardly. You shrugged and dismissed it.

"It's fine. But we maye have... um... how do i say it... ran over a dead body and... you know, we had to call a police-."

"I'm sorry, what!?" Sunoo exclaimed, startling both you and Yunjin. She shushed him, a finger on her lips and glaring slightly.

Sunoo covered his mouth, apologetic before he uncovered it.

"A dead body. Are you being for real?" Sunoo whispered in the little huddle. Yunjin nodded, shuddering a little.

"We called the police obviously... and we were let go." You sighed, playing with your hair a little. Though, Sunoo couldn't get the startled look out of his expression. It stayed firmly in his eyes.

"That's crazy. I can't... believe it," Sunoo muttered, stepping back from the huddle with concern. You and Yunjin stayed silent for a moment.

"Just don't tell anyone, Sunoo. I don't think we need people to look and point fingers at us." Yunjin sighed, eyeing the crowd around her as if they were discreetly listening.

Sunoo nodded slowly, taking his time to process the events.

In silence, you, Yunjin and Sunoo walk to class, expecting to meet Jungwon and Jay at the top where their designated seats are. But to your surprise, they weren't.

As you and Yunjin were about to follow Sunoo, the professor steps over.

Sunoo glanced over his shoulder quizzically and you stared back with a concerned shrug as to why you and Yunjin are being held up. The curiosity and apprehension bubbled in both you and Yunjin.

The professor smiles awkwardly.

"Miss Choi, Miss Huh, the principal wants to meet you in the office," He said quietly over the half-filled classroom. Although, you could definitely feel one or ten gazes pricking your sides.

"Did he say why?" Yunjin replied.

"I'm afraid not, but I was told to pass the message on."

And you and Yunjin give a little glance to each other, obviously cautious, but the professor ushers you and her away from the class, from Sunoo, who had already sat at his seat.

With the hallways nearly empty now that you and her were pushed out, she turned to you with a snap of a head.

"Are we going to get suspended or something?" She mumbled, looking with wide eyes. You honestly don't know- heck, your mind was still quite cloudy with everything from last night.

The weight of the situation kind of catches up to you. What if it was about last night?

"I... do you think its about last night?" You said whilst walking with Yunjin.

She sighed, puffing her cheeks momentarily as she was buried deep in her thoughts. "It could be. But... what would he say? I mean, the police said we're free to go.."

You thought it was ludicrous to be asked again about last night. You try not to imagine the bridge you're about to cross to re-enter last night's events.

Arriving at the office, there was already a faint mutter within. Yunjin gave a polite knock and, after a few moments, the door opened for them.

Inside, Jay and Jungwon were already seated on one of the couches, bodies tensed up. Yunjin and you blink a few times before seating yourselves on the opposite side.

Oh, here it goes...

The Principal pushed back his glasses over his elderly eyes and he stands in front of his desk.

"I'm sure you're aware of what happened last night..?"

Everyone hummed in a small response and nod, staring at the principal in silence.

"And I hope you all are okay, right?"

Everyone gave a little murmur of agreement and the principal gave a sympathetic smile. He leaned on his desk, and it looked like he was searching for something to say.

"I'm sure you don't want to remember something so traumatic," The principal started, looking at you. You swallowed down the memory and looked at your fingers.

"And, since the police are investigating it, I'm happy to push this behind us."

Everyone stilled a little bit. You glanced at the principal with a hint of disbelief. You wanted to forget about it.. but you didn't expect the principal himself to throw away the key for you.

And Jungwon gave you a skeptical glance, equally as confused.

"So... you expect us to forget about it? You're telling us not to talk about it?" Jay chimed up with confusion.

The Principal sighed a little, expecting this little arrow of doubt. And he nodded in agreement. "I understand, Jongseong. But, we have a few events and festivals coming up. And I'm sure... you do not want to talk about it.."

Jay stared at the ground, pondering. And everyone considered that not talking about it was the better side of the fence. You didn't want to have that news spread around, but you also hate the paranoia that bit you when you thought about the Janitor's body.

"So, do we agree, dear students? I don't want this to affect your grades if people start bringing it up. Awkward, is it not?" The principal pressed on it even more.

Since no one protested anymore and argued internally, he nodded and smiled at everyone. Though, you know that your friends were all flooded with the same kind of bewilderment you had.

"I know it may be hard to forget. But, the police have told me everything. It's in my greatest confidence that nothing like this will happen again. So, if we are all happy here, you can go now."

When the four were walking to English, no one said anything, the conversation lingering in the air. And it bothered you greatly.

Jay huffed, gripping his backpack a little tighter and scoffed.

"Forget about it? We're just supposed to shut up about it because of the upcoming festival," Jay interjected, clearly astonished.

"Apparantly. What do you expect from Yoreun?" Yunjin uttered, walking along still.

What were you expecting? The police were investigating, they talked to the school and they also tried to reassure you and the others once again. You kept your thoughts spinning and sighed, finding the logic within all this.

"I guess I can't blame them." You said softly, changing your mind from before. Perhaps forgetting was better for you and for the school.

The others looked at you quizzically, eyes stuck on you.

"You can't blame them?" Yunjin chimed, looking forward again, an empty smile on her lips.

"I mean, I don't think I want to talk about it anyway."

Maybe it was because you didn't want the school to email parents, to email your dad that the university his daughter was going to, was being targeted by a killer. Sounded dramatic in your head, but you don't think you could find the energy to actually build a speech to give to your dad to say why you're completely fine where you were.

Jungwon could get what you meant, and he shrugged. "I guess they need their cash. And this festival is their way."

"I guess so- greedy school. How could I forget?" Jay spoke, joking a little bit.

"Still, it feels wrong to just ignore it, you know?" Yunjin said again, the weight of the situation dawning on her. It was a literal murder of someone that went to this school.

Shouldn't there be a few misses days, more police cars around the University campus? But there were no cars shielding the area- it was a normal day.

English literature was as boring as ever. As you typed on your computer and tried to concentrate, you caught a glimpse of Sunoo sneakily on his phone, scrolling through something with blaring headlines.

'Man found brutally murdered'

It caught your eye and you turned your head fully to gently nudge Sunoo. He turned in response and saw your eyes glued to the article.

With a silent exchange, he slid the phone over to you and you immediately read through, putting yourself in the memories of last night again.

It was on the news. Heck, it was trending. You recognised the road and the silent video played, showing a news reporter in front of yellow tapes and roaming officers. You felt like you were there again as you held your breath.

And a picture popped on screen, showing the Janitor's once-alive face, a smile that he once gave you when he opened the door for you.

A shudder crept up your spine as you paused the video and slid the phone back wordlessly.

As much as you wanted to forget, you don't know if you could.

"I'm not going to lie, yn, how are you in school today?" Sunoo chirped up as soon as class ended. His gaze focused on you, but they were concerned.

You shrugged, rubbing your exhausted eyes, not knowing what to rebute his statement with.

"I can't miss class."

"Yeah, but you can't just ignore what happened," He remarked, taking out the white medicine bottle out his bag before packing everything else up.

You packed up as well, and students slowly left their seats in a line. You stared, waiting and noticed Sunoo taking 2 pills this time. And you raised an eyebrow.

"2 pills?" You spoke without thinking, eyeing the white tablets. Sunoo smiled awkwardly and gave a dismissive wave.

"I haven't been sleeping well to be honest," He replied but he was neutral about it as he zipped his bag.

You nodded, letting him do what he needed before turning to the others who were lazily packing up. Your gaze went to Jungwon right next to you as he sighed, eyes focused on his bag and getting his belongings in.

With a quiet voice, you spoke.

"You okay, Jungwon?"

With a quick turn, he glanced at you and sighed, nodding. "Yeah."

He still looked deep in thought despite his clear answer.

The mood was turning heavier, clouding that positivity you were trying to hook on to. So, understandably, you try initiate a joke, you know, to smoothe out this thick gloom hanging over the friend group.

"At least no one knows you're in your hit and miss phase-."

Before you could finish the sentence, his finger collided with your forehead to give a stinging sensation at your temple. You hissed, whining as you recoiled back a little bit.

"Jungwon, what the fvck?" You snapped at him, holding your forehead as if you were hit with a stone. Though, he gave a little shrug, that look of smugness creeping in his unbothered smile.

"Stop making these stupid jokes. They're ass," he spoke, tilting his chin up and ignoring the glare you threw him.

Though, you couldn't argue for long before psychology was in about 5 minutes. So, without getting your desired revenge, you waved by to the others and walked to psychology.

How you managed to balance the two was still unknown. It took a lot of all-nighters, coffee and a dream.

Upon entering psychology, the teacher hadnt arrived, meaning you could actually settle down before the class started drilling information in.

Of course, you sat next to Minji, Heeseung and Chaewon; they sat at the back, conversing in their own little circle, particularly interested in Chaewon's phone.

"Hey, guys," You greeted them with a small smile. Minji ushered you over and so you listened, hunching over the phone to see what they were so deeply invested in.

And your heart sank a little, seeing the familiar face of the Janitor loom on the screen and your heart shook a little. Today was just not going in your favour.

Though, the other 3 were silent- even Heeseung- until the video ended and he sighed, letting out a puff of air. Minji and Chaewon have this blank look in their eyes, but Chaewon grabs your hand, tugging you to sit down.

"Have you heard about it? It's literally all over the news," Chaewon said, eyes doe in shock.

Oh girl, you have no idea, you thought.

"That's so crazy, I swear I have seen him somewhere before," Minji commented, sat back in her seat and she was dazed.

"Well yeah, the news reporter said he worked here as the Janitor." Heeseung ruffled his hair.

Your eyes were downcast for a moment before you chewed on your lower lip.

"Have you heard about it, Yn?" Heeseung chimed, focusing on your docile state.

But, you snapped out of it, ignoring the foggy thoughts in your head. "Yeah... I have heard of it. But let me tell you guys a secret."

They all turned to you, intruiged and you leaned forward, concealing the conversation to this inner circle.

"What secret?" Minji urged on, her eyes brimming with curiosity. And it seemed that Heeseung and Chaewon also leaned in.

You took a deep breath and told yourself, you could trust them.

"I was there. You know the tweets last night about how Jungwon ran over something?" You turned to Heeseung.

With a nod, he urged on, but you felt like he already knew.

"Well, it wasn't just anything. It... was him. The Janitor. We found him last night," You said slowly, hiding the tremor in your voice.

The silence hung in the air, all of them processing it but Chaewon's jaw dropped a little before she let out a forced puff of air.

"You're kidding. Are you being serious?"

"That's why you couldn't get me ice cream.." Heeseung mumbled, distraught. And Minji scowled.

"Will you shut up about the ice cream?"

"Yeah, it's kind of embarrassing considering your tweets last night," Chaewon grumbled, reminding Heeseung of his little series of grateful confessions

"Never. I was anticipating that. I didn't know that would happen," He defensively exclaimed and you gestured to him to keep the sound down.

Right now, the news didn't say who found the bodies, so you would like to keep it that way, locked away from the world.

"Yeah. We were en route to the dessert shop when... we found it. We went home straight after."

"Which is understandable. Oh my gosh, you saw a dead body... of someone who worked here..." Minji added on and she gave a little reassuring pat on the arm.

You smiled softly, hiding how your mind was still buzzing with the images of the grotesque body.

"Yeah... me and Jungwon uncovered it but..." you shuddered a little, failing to hide the shiver sweeping your body. All of them were obviously concerned but Heeseung sighed.

"Me personally, I would never think about going to dessert shops ever again," He said, eyes widening. And the girls glared at him with a slow turn onf their heads, to which he shrunk back in his seat with a guilty smile.

He didn't try to save himself, but you smiled at his comment. Because you think it's true- you would think more than twice before trying to go to a dessert shop and not expect to think of this moment.

Sighing, you patted the girls' arms and you huddled in again.

"Just... don't tell anyone. Please." You looked to them, eyes landing on Heeseung. And he nodded, as he glanced down.

"Don't worry about it."

Chaewon hugged your arm, pouting with her concern rising in her grip. "Don't worry about the death either. I'm pretty sure it's a one-time thing."

Everyone murmured in agreement, attempting to drain the tension surrounding the news. You were somewhat grateful they were trying, and it worked for a few seconds as your muscles relaxed.

"Yeah, it has to be a coincidence... we have that fundraising festival coming up. I don't think the school would want to cancel it." Heeseung reassured your composure.

"Yeah... a coincidence." You heard yourself mutter, once again sensing your own uneasiness.

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A/n: and the tea begins. Lmao, ignore how long it took to actually write a chapter for this 🧍🏻‍♀️🤡

Hope you enjoyed, loves <3

Also thanks for sm notes on my Jay Yandere drabble 🤭🫶🏽

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northoco · 8 months ago

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sonadow songs

a thing i’ve been thinking about recently is sonic songs that specifically resemble sonadow

now bare with me because i swear i have a point

the songs i think fit most are both adventure 2 songs, one of which is obvious and the other not at all as it’s a pretty underrated song!!

the obvious one is live and learn! the lyrics just scream sonic, and specifically him being the pov singing to shadow

sonic beats shadow around twice in the game, same for shadow beating sonic depending on if you play hero story or dark story — that second line to me is practically just sonic saying that. life is complicated, ‘tangling you up inside’. one moment the guys on the floor and the next hes towering above him, it goes both ways. right after that we have:

knowing roughly about the pain he’s dealt with and all he’s paid for, even if undeserved. however by following that grief and negative expectation from others he’s practically pulling himself further down, ‘putting him right back where he came’

then it hits with the live and learn which is obviously just the. you know. final kick. however the bridge sort of just beats you when you’re down because johnny what the fuck is this

this is just painful (in a sweet way). to me it’s sonic giving shadow that final hope. the entire rest of the song is pretty aggressive, kind of just yelling to live and learn and get over things but the bridge is such a gentle reminder of why he should do it in the first place. ‘hold on to what if’ aka the what if that shadow will move on from the ark and learn to live. that place sonic is referring to the line before is peace and home.

and then live and learn and shadow fucking dies lmao

but i mentioned two songs!! and that’s because the other song is shadows perspective which is somehow more miserable

this song is none other than supporting me for the biolizard, one of my probably top five sonic songs if not number one. i love it so much it’s so perfect

this song is pretty over looked. you hear it in the biolizard fight but you don’t really listen to the vocals. hell when i first played i didn’t even hear the vocals because i was too busy trying not to fall down the streams and slam my laptop in

the song, unlike live and learn, starts out gentle and soft, and only after the guitar picks up does the first line drop:

after all, it’s what shadow assumes is the final fight. it’s what he thinks is the last thing he needs to do to destroy the threat, hence the desperation.

the verse eventually comes, which could not start harder somehow

now, important. this song could be viewed as a song about maria and his final words to her before he moves on (which you’ll understand when i bring up the next lyrics) and that’s a perfectly good interpretation of it, and probably the intended one.

HOWEVER, it can still be interpreted as a song to sonic, and there will be more on that soon.

anyway, these lyrics are just so good and well sung. the line “i believe in my future, farewell to the shadow” is him accepting the idea of moving on once defeating the biolizard, and believing in what’s next to come via abandoning his past with the destruction of the ark.

‘it was my place to live, but now i need your hand’ the sibling/maria interpretation would be the fact maria died in what shadow thought was his place, and now he needs her support in?? i can’t exactly figure out the last line and it’s tie to maria— WHICH IS WHERE THE JOINT SONADOW INTERPRETATION COMES IN! it was his place to live, it’s his realisation and moving on of his grudges and self + outward hatred. he needs sonics help, and the thing that makes this more fucking painful is the fact it’s a FORESHADOWING OF THE SUPER TRANSFORMATION WHERE THEY REACH THEIR HANDS OUT TO THE SKY TOGETHER.

SHADOW TAKES HIS HAND METAPHORICALLY AT THE FIRST BIOLIZARD FIGHT AND LITERALLY AT THE SUPER TRANSFORMATION.

‘lead me out with your light’ and the line below it to me is what slowly underlines the tie to sonic. he spoke to amy shortly before this fight, and then went straight to sonic, being led out by his guidance to help save the world, the light that he was trying to destroy.

and then the fucking HOLY SHIT THIS PART

this is a straight follow up from the last line before. everything currently IS like an illusion to him, so much is changing and he can barely comprehend its reality.

‘i’ll be losing you before long’ WHICH PLAYS RIGHT AFTER THE LIVE AND LEARN RIFF???? it’s a strong foreshadowing of his death, and the person he’ll be losing is sonic!!! before long!!! it can also be mixed with maria. he’s losing both him and maria by destroying his home and what’s remnant of its present.

the last lines here are what really made me believe this was more towards sonic lmao. ‘i know you are supporting me’ as sonic is currently doing his part in the fight whilst shadow is facing the biolizard. he knows he’s supporting his decision to join his side, and to realise what the right path is.

anyway that’s about it uh shadria and other weirdos dni also go listen to supporting me

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not-a-big-slay · 2 years ago

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Cruel summer

Kaz Brekker x gn!reader

I'm drunk in the back of the car

And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar

Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true

I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you

And I snuck in through the garden gate

Every night that summer just to seal my fate

And I screamed for whatever it's worth

"I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

summary: it was always complicated with him, but when alcohol starts to question your situationship, you decide to let it all out...

warnings: alcohol, drunk confession, mentions of blood (non- violent)

a/n: did you know im obssesed with writing fics to taylor's songs? anyways, i had this idea on a long car ride, listening to this song and i wanted to write this for the longest time. its super similar to my fic jigsaw, but what can i say, im a sucker for drunk confessions. i made it gender neutral, so its told like "you did this" ,"he looked at you" etc. also, why tf did i think that gn reader means goodnight and that it means something similar like SFW. my first post in 2023, enjoy :)

Your blinking was slower and slower, eyes focusing on your floppy feet that tried to gain balance with every step. You thought you did a good job with not falling, thinking of it as a miracle, yet you entirely ignored the gentle force on your hip, navigating you outside. "When you said we should get a drink, I thought of one, not...several" Jesper with his hand on your side stopped mid-sentence, thinking about the number of drinks you talked him in to, but failed due to his own drunk self. His voice had a surprising echo, and you soon realised so did the other noise around you. Strangers' laughs entered your ears repeatedly, as if they were worried you wouldn't hear them the first time, horses' hooves stepped in front of you and their impact with the stone ground rang like church bells at midnight.

You were so taken by the magic sound that you didn't process Jesper pushing you up into some dark room and almost didn't feel the smooth hands pulling you in. Unwillingly, you fell down, but luckily sat on something soft. You noticed Jesper sitting down next to you and in a moment you were on the move. Oh, carriage, you thought. You adjusted your eyes and looked at the person in front of you, noticing the familiar long straight hair. You smiled and mumbled: "Hi, Inej.". She smiled a little at your drunken face, but was quickly filled with concern. "Whose great idea this was? I swear only you two could get this wasted." she sighed and her hands reached under her, pulling out two bottles.

"Thank you." said proudly Jesper and Inej rolled her eyes. Excitment filled you upon seeing her hands streching to you with the bottle grasped between. You accepted it and brought it to your lips, thinking of the bittersweet taste you drank at the bar, but it was dissapointing when your mouth tasted the cold blunt liquid. Water. You closed the bottle, setting it next to you and said to Inej: "You wouldn't be mad if you were with us. That's on you."

"You should be thankful that I'm even here at this hour." she toughened her voice, but didn't raise it. She knew it was enough to woke up some sense in you. When you two were silent, she continued: "So? Which one of you idiots had this idea?". Jesper didn't speak, however his eyes did when they shot at you. A few hours ago, you met him outside on his regular night door-watching and convinced him- very easily- to grab a drink with you. You needed a distraction in the chaos surrounding you. After a while of trying to shake their gaze off you, you sighed in defeat. "Fine," you exclaimed, "it was me. I just needed to clear my head, and hang out with Jesper, it's been far too long." you crossed your arms and winked at the boy beside you, but a scoff from Inej made you look at her. "Please, we see each other all the time, even Wylan is getting sick of him." she spoke truly, watching Jesper getting offended, but redirected her eyes on you.

She knew of your situation, how could she not when she's almost invisible and nosy. You and Kaz were far over inconspicuous looks and light touches, but boldly flirting at any moment. It wasn't Jesper's style of flirting, but just fearless remarks or answers that made you blush and fastened your heart. It also threw you into overthinking and uncernity of your bond with him. Sometimes it made you think the flirting covers more serious feelings, but often it sang with a friendly banter. It drove you crazy, took many hours of your sleep, and you knew it wouldn't matter if your stupid heart didn't fall for him. When you witnessed Wylan and Jesper's cat fight, you thought it was obvious for both of them that they like each other and they just were afraid to make the first move- even though that didn't go as planned, according to Jesper- or just enjoyed their wordplay. Now you weren't so sure, but you refused to ask the sharpshooter. He would only make fun of you or wouldn't take it seriously. "You seriously fell for him? This must be a dream" you already heard him say and his laugh caused goosebumps on your skin.

"I'm fine." you told her slowly, trying to convince her of your lie and subconciously wrapped your coat over you. Before visiting Jesper, Kaz stopped you in the hallways and was interested in your way outside. "I just thought of getting a drink with Jes." you said and quickly added "or anyone that would like to join." after realizing the Zemeni boy is supposed to be working. He didn't seem fazed by your answer though, probably used to Jesper disobeying orders, and just nodded in understandment. You weren't in the mood to talk to him, the redness in your eyes caused by your regular overthinking was still visible and you wished he would fail to take notice, so you smiled at him and continued your way down, then he stopped you with your biggest weakness.

Him saying your name.

You turned to look at him and noticed his reached out hand holding a coat. You realized you forgot yours in the bedroom when you went to complete the idea of getting drunk. You took it carefully, as though it was a bomb sensitive to touch. You put it on and thanked him shortly, trying to get down the stairs with your shaky legs.

No, you weren't fine.

Inej seemed dissatisfied with your answer, but didn't push. You smelled the scent again, the same thing that made you ordering shots. The smell of leather, gunpowder and his perfume. If the world ever ran out of oxygen, you were sure this would keep your heartbeat going. You wanted this scent to cover you, to soak in your skin and to flow side by side with your blood. Maybe that was the alcohol, but you needed this to happen, right away if possible.

A plan started to form in your mind as the carriage came to a stop and Inej helped you out. She grabbed your hand and placed it over her as she placed her other hand over your hip on the stomach, making her way into the Slat. Jesper walked along, he wasn't as wasted as you and capable of getting in his bed. Once inside, you wished goodnight to him quietly, wondering why Inej beside you flinched and every person still up looked at you weirdly.

When you were upstairs, you stopped Inej before Kaz's door. She looked at you and then in the direction you stared intesively in. "This isn't your room." she explained and tried to continue walking, but you stayed glued on the floor. "I need to do this." you mumbled and looked at her as if she knew what you were talking about.

She sighed: "Can't you do it tommorow? Sober?". You just shook your head. Tommorow you would be fully aware of everything and probably would talk yourself out of it, while right now, you wouldn't feel the consequences fully and could say what you truly feel. Inej stood silent for a moment, thinking whether she should let you fuck up or violently get you to bed. Joy filled you when she just sighed loudly and whispered "whatever" to herself. You waved her and she returned that action in a form of shaking her head and a frown. You took a deep breath and brougth your fist up.

After knocking and regaining balance because of the knocking, the door gradually let you see inside. Soon you were looking at the face of the man you cried for, all confused. "What are you doing here?" he said, but didn't stop you when you pushed passed him to get inside. You needed to cover your tears that already, without saying a single word, treatened to show. You wondered if you could do this. "Are you hurt?" he asked, obviously concerned. He's right to assume this, not every day someone knocks late at night, eager to get in.

"Yes." you admitted and turned to him. He noticed your tired eyes and a fazed out expression. "You're drunk." he observed, his tone did not sound angry or dissapointed, you could only hear the concern he was filled with and that was slowly tearing your heart apart.

"That's irrelevant" you waved your hand, blowing the fact away, so it wouldn't get in your way when talking. He leaned back on his table, supporting himself with his hands and streched out his bad leg: "Of course it is.". You hated this position, it made your knees weak. "What's important is who hurt you." he explained again. You giggled silently, shaking your head, and looked down. His protective trait was one of your favorites. It either made you feel loved or mocked, but right now you felt none of those options. After a moment you looked up.

"Guess."

Kaz sighed: "Y/N, I won't play some stupid game when you're in pain." His annoyance could be heard in the Crow Club and yours could be more visible than your drunkeness. "I'm fine!" you said harshly immidiately after him, "Now guess.". He sighed again after your repetetive plea. He studied you for some time, giving in on your request. "Come on, it's not that hard." you cheered him on, "I supposed someone like you would get it easily.". He can improvise based on little clues about a person, guess and threaten them with their secret he only assumed they had, yet he cannot see his own damage.

You growled impatiently. "Forget it, of course you wouldn't know, you don't even know what you want!" you yelled and started to walk around, surprisingly stable. What you said though wasn't true. You knew what you wanted and still didn't do anything to get it. You were both at fault for your pain and cries, it wasn't fair pinning it on him. Kaz calmly watched you go a few rounds around his room and waited 'till you slow down. "Go to sleep." he said when you finally stopped due to tears announcing their arrival. "No." you whispered, not knowing if it's to him or to your watery eyes. He still spoke: "You're wasted."

"Yet I'm still aware of my feelings! Whiskey didn't help, unfortunetly!"

Concern filled his eyes again upon seeing the tears drowning your eyes. His back straightened, but he didn't step closer to you. You laughed and allowed yourself to cry. Hands wrapped you tightly into Kaz's coat. "I love you, you prat!"

A thing about you when you're drunk is that sometimes, you say things you only think about, without even realizing it. The two of you were taken aback at the same time. Your eyes widened, making eye contact, both of you couldn't believe what you just heard. You were the first to react and laughed, bending forward and back. You looked at him again, a small smile on your face while your gaze took in every detail.

"If this ain't the worst thing you've ever heard." you said. Exhaustion creeped up on you, you knew that sooner or later you will fall asleep, no matter where you are. Kaz was looking down, his expression unreadable. You blinked slowly for a moment, trying to fight the fatigue. It was harder than closing them, but you managed to open your eyes and glanced back at the man, also looking like he fell asleep on the spot. You watched him, mouth opening to say something, when you spotted it.

A smile.

No, a grin. A wide, evil grin appeared on the cold, numb face. Fear suddenly rushed into you. You saw Kaz smile just once and it was before he violently murdered someone. Not a good sign, you thought. Any courage of saying words was gone, you just waited what he will do next. It was like watching a deadly animal, just standing in front of you while you tried not to disturb it. You almost flinched when he looked up, his grin smaller than before yet still shameless. You held your breath, afraid to trigger something invisible in the air, and waited for his voice to reach your ears.

"You should go to sleep."

There it was, the goal of your plan, the dream of your longest nights. You exhaled, surprised but relieved. Eyes found his and you could read him like an open book, finding the mutual feeling you longed for a long time. You smiled and nodded at his words, but when adrenaline left you, the exhaustion filled you completely. You fell back onto his bed, unaware it was there in the first place. He walked over to you, so close you could see the real details on the cane, and gently lifted up your head by the chin. Your eyes were closing, all of your power tried to keep them open. You decided it was time to stop Kaz from studying your dozed off face.

"Can I sleep here?" you weren't sure if you would made it back to your room now, so without waiting for the answer, you laid back and closed your eyes. You heard Kaz walking and a chair shifting. His scent was all around you, sinking into your skin, hopefully flowing in your veins by now. You grabbed the coat and squeezed it onto yourself tightly. Kaz's wide grin was the last thing on your mind before falling asleep.

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He looks up grinning like the devil.

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randomfanficsig · 2 years ago

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{ Back seat }

MacGyver x reader

Summary : When Mac and Y/n are heading to the airport to meet the others for their next mission, they pull over for a quick… pit stop.

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Me and Mac have to be at the airport in 20 minutes. Matty decided to call us last minute and apparently this mission is too important for a briefing. So here we are, in Mac’s car, on the highway at 3 in the morning.

“Hey princess,” Mac begins, turning to face me, “You know what we could cross of our bucket list?” He asks, a smirk resting on his face.

I turn and look at him in confusion. “What would that be?”

“Car sex” he answers my question.

“You have the sex drive of a teenage boy” I chuckle, resting my hand on his that sits on my thigh.

“That’s what you love most about me, the mind blowing orgasms I give you.” His voice turns husky and I already know he’s as turned on as me.

“Well,” I begin, reaching under my skirt to pull my panties down, “You better hurry up and pull over”

I unbuckle my belt and climb over to the back seats, Mac smacking my ass as I go. “Oh your such a little minx princess.” He says, pulling over to the hard shoulder.

Next thing I know, Mac jumps into the back seats with me, his pants already unbuttoned. He pulls me by my ankles so his face is inches from my pussy and looks up at me. “Ready sweetheart?” He asks, checking for consent.

I give him my answer by pushing my fingers into his hair. Next thing after, his lips are wrapped around my clit, sucking and slightly nipping, earning moans and whimpers from me. “Ohh- fuck.”

He licks me from top to bottom, sticking his middle finger in my cunt. “Fuck Mac I’m so close” I scream out. “Go on princess, come for me, let me taste you” he says, keeping full eye contact.

That’s all that was needed to send me over the edge. Screams leave my mouth and the knot in my stomach becomes undone. Mac continues to finger me, helping ride out my orgasm. “Good girl, you did so well. You ready for another?”

“Yes, oh pls Mac” I beg. He sits up, pulling my legs so I’m straddling him, he lifts his hips below me, rubbing his erection against my core, as he pulls his pants and underwear down a little. He lines his throbbing cock against me and lowers me done gently.

“Fuck you feel so good” he mutters as he bottoms out. Another moan leaves my mouth as he touches the spongy spot inside me. “Right there, pls, there” I plead to Mac, who begins to pick up the pace, using my hips to get me and himself to the brink.

My hand slaps against the steamed up window, and my head falls, hair falling in front on my face. Mac begins leaving sloppy kisses along my jawline, until he reaches the soft spot by my ear. He begins sucking, no doubt leaving a bright purple mark where his lips are.

“I’m gonna come again” I whisper into his lips, kissing him to silence my screams.

“Me to” he says, bringing his thumb down to my clit, adding pressure to make the orgasm more intense.

Within seconds we’re both coming, our heavy breathing and pants filling the car. I fall into a fit of giggles “ Fuck me, we need to do this more often”.

“Number 1, I just did. Number 2, I very strongly agree.” He chuckles. I give him one last long kiss on the lips and climb of him to the front of the car, picking my panties up of the passenger side floor.

Mac follows behind me, climbing back into the drivers seat and starting the car. “You do realise Jacks gonna realise what we did, can’t get anything past him” Mac says as he pulls the car back into the highways.

“Welll he’ll be disturbed and I’ll be having flashbacks, sounds like a lose for him not us” I reply, shrugging my shoulders.

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10 minutes later, we pull up to the airport. 15 minutes late may I add, but… oh well.

“What took you so long?” Jack asks, although he shuts up the second he sees me walking a little out of place, while mac keeps his hand on my waist.

“You know what, I don’t wanna know. You enjoy it while you can” he says, turning around chuckling to himself.

I turn to mac and wrap my arms under his jacket, while resting my chin on his chest. “You ready?”

“Always” he replies, smiling down at me, before pulling my hair, to get me fully looking up and him so he can kiss me.

“Leave the kinks at home!” Riley shouts from plane door.

We look at each other and laugh

“I love you Angus Macgyver”

“I love you too Y/n Y/l/n”

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Thanks for reading my loves <3

#macgyver #angus macgyver #macgyversmut #jackdolton #riley davis #Matty #macgyver reboot

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owlrageousjones · 4 months ago

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Statement of Deacon Barker, regarding the disappearance of Pamela Evans, Matthew Turner, and several others in the London area. Original statement given July 2nd 2011. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Archivist.

Statement begins.

I'm not a baby. I'm not. Only babies are afraid of the dark. Only a baby thinks there's something there. I don't think there's something there. I know there is.

It started when I was... twelve. I think. I think that's the first time. I used to sneak out of my room when my fosters were asleep, just to get away. Sometimes I ran away, but the police usually brought me back. It happened on one of those little getaways that I saw it.

I can't describe it. I want to, but I can't. I didn't really see it, not properly. It was more a shape than anything else, but I watched as it stalked this woman - she didn't notice, and I wanted to tell her, to yell, to scream, I did but the… the thing looked at me and I realised if I said anything, it'd take me instead. So I didn't. And it took her.

I can still hear her screaming.

I thought maybe I imagined it. I didn't go out for weeks again. Sarah was delighted, of course. Stupid bitch.

I went out again, of course. Eventually. Couldn't take it any longer, and wanted to run. I saw it again. Or something like it. It waved to me this time, stalking a boy I recognised from school. He recognised me too - waved as well. I waved back. We talked. Even hung out a little at the park. The thing just stayed out of his sight, but always in mine. Like it was taunting me. We smoked a little. Talked about shit. Tagged a wall. You know. Teenage stuff. When I turned around... he screamed. I didn't turn back.

Next day, he was missing from school. And the day after. I still see posters with his face on them. I never call the number. And I still keep going out. And every time I do, it's there. And every time, it takes someone else.

And... I'm terrified one night, I'll go outside, there won't be anyone left but me and it'll be my turn.

I guess I deserve that though, don't I? It's my just desserts. Maybe if I did warn them, maybe if I just screamed, they'd still be here. Or maybe it would've just taken both of us. I don't know.

I see it sometimes during the day now. In the shadows. Dark closets. Before I turn on the lights. When I go to bed, I swear I can hear it breathing under there. It's only a matter of time before it's my turn. So I guess I wanted to make this statement. To just say I'm not a baby. Or a coward. I know I didn't do anything when it took the others. But I won't scream when it's my turn.

I won't.

Statement ends. Shortly after this, Deacon Barker went missing for the last and final time. Claw marks were left on his bed, sheets strewn about, and the window forced open. His disappearance remains suspicious, but his foster parents were cleared of all charges.

I suspect poor Mister Barker has succumbed to the Dark, based on his description of events, but I cannot help but feel an element of the Eye at play.

#penkind writes #statement fic #tma #the magnus archives #tma statements #tma fanfic #i felt vaguely inspired so i smashed this out #i might try and record this at some point #i think it'd be fun

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razieltwelve · 1 year ago

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If Averia Was A Dude And Not Completely Oblivious (Final Rose AU)

If Averia was a dude and not completely clueless, his life would be terrifying.

X X X

In Justin Yun-Farron’s life there were few things that genuinely terrified him.

His mother was one of them.

And it was not because he had a mother complex. Seriously, the next person to joke about him having a mother complex or a sister complex was going to get stabbed.

No.

His mother terrified him because not only could she kick his ass but she also had absolutely zero qualms about doing it either.

Saviour bullshit meant absolutely nothing in the face of even more bullshit Saviour bullshit. And Lightning Farron’s Saviour wasn’t just bullshit. It was its own tier of bullshit.

The first inkling he had that he was about to die was when the door of the room he and Elsa were in was blown off its hinges.

His mother stomped in, took one look at the pair of them entwined beneath the sheets and glared.

The glare was so intense that Elsa, who had been sleeping due to the energy she’d exhausted during the previous day, evening, and overnight, woke up, took one look at his mother and promptly did the only thing that seemed sensible.

Hide behind him because no one with a functioning brain wanted to be anywhere near a pissed off Lightning Farron.

Except Oerba Yun Fang.

His mom was weird that way. It was probably because she was basically impossible to kill. That was the only way Justin’s brain had ever been able to reconcile the fact that his mom actually thought his mother’s murderous rages were hot. Either that or she was crazy. That would explain so much of Diana’s behaviour.

“You do realise that tampering with the royal line of succession is considered high treason, which is punishable by death.”

Justin opened his mouth to say something witty.

“I swear if the first words out of your mouth aren’t an explanation, I’m sending you through the wall. I don’t care if you’re naked or not. That doesn’t bother me. I’m your mother. I gave birth to you. You were naked when I brought you into this world, I have no qualms about you being naked when I take you out of it.”

“...” Justin’s mouth opened and closed.

Elsa raised her hand to speak. His mother scowled. “Can I say -”

“You. Quiet. I’m asking my son a question.”

Elsa’s jaws snapped shut.

“I’m not an idiot,” Justin replied. "We’ve been using protection.”

“No form of protection is perfect.” His mother’s eyes narrowed. “And based on how often you two have been enjoying yourselves, I think it’s become more of a numbers game than anything else.”

Elsa did her best impression of a tomato and then dove under the sheets. It was strangely adorable how his girlfriend, who was so... energetic about things in the bedroom could blush so much when someone brought up what they did there.

However, his instinctive urge to get between Elsa and whoever was embarrassing her was amplified by all the warnings blaring through his mind courtesy of Saviour.

It would normally have been funny, but having a host of Mini-Dianas in his head screaming that he was doomed was decidedly less funny than usual when his mother was the one doing the threatening.

“What sort of protection have you been using? I swear if you say the Aura method, I’m going to stab you.”

Justin covered his face with his hands. “Mother, we are not using the Aura method.” It was, theoretically, possible to use precise Aura control to prevent conception. For obvious reason, however, that method was less than reliable. Elsa was one of the few people on the planet with an EX-Tier rating in Aura control. He could personally attest to the fact that even her control faltered at certain points. In fact, he considered it a mark of pride that he could get her to that state regularly.

“Good.” Her Aura had stopped trying to smash him to pieces and was instead lurking around him like a homicidal shark circling a boat, just waiting for someone to fall in. “Because if you get Elsa pregnant and you’re not married, Arendelle is going to request your head on a plate.”

“And you’d give it to them?” Justin asked incredulously.

His mother stared at him like he’d grown a second head. “Are you serious? No! You are my son. If someone outside of our family has the gall to demand your head, then I will simply have to point out that if they ever try to take it, then they are going to die, along with every single other person involved.”

Was it wrong that Justin found his mother’s promise to absolutely murder anyone who tried to harm him incredibly moving? Some parents showed their love by helping their kids pursue their hobbies. Lightning Farron showed her love by threatening to kill people who even thought about harming her kids. And they weren’t just idle threats either. Oh no. Terrorists had stopped going after him and Diana long ago because their mother had retaliated by killing every single person involved in increasingly brutal and horrific ways and then publicising what she’d one.

Lightning Farron was the poster child of fuck around and find out.

So far the only person to actually survive that experience - never mind enjoy it - was his mom.

“Even if they don’t insist on your head,” Lightning growled. “They are going to insist that you two marry immediately.” Elsa popped her head back up from beneath the sheet. “And, yes, I’m sure you two might want to get married later - my son might as well have been a damn monk until he met you, Elsa - but I’m pretty sure that you two don’t want to get married next week... but that’s what would happen. They would insist on it happening immediately. Hell, they’d probably pressure Elsa into quitting being a huntress, so she can raise your child. And if that child happens to be powerful - and Dust knows they will be because look how the rest of my family has turned out - then they’re going to want another one and another one and another one and another one.”

Justin’s eyes blazed, and he wrapped his arms around Elsa. “I will kill them if they think of turning Elsa into some sort of... of...”

“Broodmare?” His mother laughed. “That’s exactly what they’ll try. In this world, power matters, and our family has more of it than anyone else. You know how much pressure your mom and I have been under to have more children? If the world had its way, we’d have a dozen kids by now. The only reason the pressure isn’t worse is because it’s almost impossible for us to have children due to our conflicting genes. That hasn’t stopped the suggestions, though...”

“Suggestions?” Justin snarled.

“What? You think people haven’t ‘suggested’ your mom and I try having kids with other people? Sure, those kids won’t get Saviour, but look at what your little brother can already do. Look at what your cousins can do. Things only stopped when the people who kept pushing those ideas died in a series of extremely agonising accidents.”

Justin’s mind - and his perfect memory - immediately put the pieces together. “Shit. How many people have you murdered exactly?”

“Because of that, specifically? Fifteen. I had to kill fifteen people. It’ll be even worse for you. You’re a man. The powers that be don’t have to worry about you potentially being injured during pregnancy. Even if they can’t pressure you into keeping Elsa pregnant all the time, you can be damn sure they’ll pressure you into taking multiple wives, mistresses, or just getting other people pregnant to see if any of the kids are powerful. Shit, I’m amazed they haven’t suggested you get Yang and Ruby knocked up since Team STRQ is the next strongest team after Team LFSC and those two are following in their parents’ shoes.”

Justin wanted to throw up. Yang was his age, but Ruby? Fuck. She was sixteen.

“Good. You’re starting to understand.” His mother’s eyes softened for a moment and then turned hard again. “That is why, you and Elsa are going to take this seriously. You, Justin, are going to act like you were before. You’re going to do your best impression of a monk. If you and Elsa are going to... enjoy yourselves, then you cannot afford to be caught or noticed. As long as you aren’t with anyone, it’ll keep the pressure to a minimum. It’s better if the world thinks you’re an oblivious idiot who’s yet to notice women.”

“...” Justin’s fists clenched. “How long do you expect me to keep that up?”

“At the very least, you need to wait until you and Elsa have graduated. Elsa needs to become queen, which shouldn’t be hard since her father will likely step down after she graduates. Once she’s queen, she needs to seize absolute power. That means removing her opponents and ensuring that those she appoints are completely loyal to her. And you, my son, need to become so powerful that no one outside of our family can question you.”

“I already -”

“Not just in terms of combat power. I’m talking politically. You need to become so powerful that when the day comes that you and Elsa reveal your relationship, the only thing people will do is clap politely and congratulate you. You need to become so powerful that the second someone even thinks of pressuring you or Elsa they decide not to because they will end up in a fucking box along with their family, their friends, and even their damn dog. You need to become so powerful that you won’t need me, your mom, or any of your aunts and uncles to help you out because just the thought of pissing you off will seem like suicide. People need to think of you and Elsa and marvel at what a nice couple you are and how wonderful it is that you’re being thoughtful about how many children you have.”

Justin nodded. “Fine. I get it.”

“Good.” His mother took a deep breath and then turned to leave. “Also, one last thing. Your mom insisted that I say this.”

“What?”

“Start investing in condom and birth control companies. At the rate you two are going through them, you might as well make some of the money back.”

X X X

Author’s Notes

If you don’t think for a second that people like Lightning and Fang aren’t under pressure to have more kids, you’re naive. The two of them are walking win buttons, and Averia (Justin) and Diana are the same. Taren is noticeably weaker than them, and he’s still one of the most powerful people in the world. For example, when it comes to transporting large numbers of people, his Semblance may be the most powerful one in the world due to his ability to warp space on a grand scale. People look at Taren and see that as proof that even without Saviour or Ragnarok, their kids are bullshit, so why not have more of them? Yeah. Murder was required to stop that.

But Justin? A male bearer of Saviour? Oh, shit. That’s open season for the extreme pragmatists. After all, he’s not the one getting pregnant. Why not have him get a whole bunch of women pregnant? Even the weakest kid will probably still be super strong. And Elsa? An EX-Tier huntress who’s a queen? Why can’t she just keep having kids? It’s not like she’ll be fighting on the frontlines... Yeah. Lots more murder is going to be necessary.

The only reason you don’t see more of this kind of stuff is because hunters took a very, very dim view of it in the past and basically did what Lightning did here. Murder people. But every now and then, the authorities forget about that and think that maybe they’ve got enough leverage this time. They don’t. When you are literally a walking natural disaster who is one of the few things keeping civilisation from being overrun by murderous monsters, then you have most of the leverage. That and Lightning has basically optimised politically motivated murder, and she’s got a willing conspirator in Jihl who is just as ruthless as she is.

Incidentally, Justin’s name comes from the fact that Averia is another name that can be used for the flowers that are more commonly known as Justicia. Justiciam as a name, means justice, and Justin is the closest male name with a similar meaning.

#final rose #fanfiction #lightning farron #averia yun-farron #elsa #pink ice

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papajscupcake · 1 year ago

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WHATS YOUR FAVOURITE SCARY MOVIE?

WHATS YOUR FAVOURITE SCARY MOVIE? | JJMAYBANK X FEM!READER | IMAGINE

PAIRING: JJMaybank X fem!Reader

SUMMARY: being home alone and chased by a killer in a white mask can be scary but knowing about horror movies can have a great outcome or so people think…

WORD COUNT: 2988

WARNING(S): swearing, knifes, mentions of blood and attempt of murder

AUTHOR NOTE: I’m thinking to write about other people like W2S/sidemen and maybe even Sam and Colby as well let me know what you think that’s it byeee and enjoy!

It was late at night the house was eery quiet, quiet enough to hear a pin drop or hear the light clatter of the alone girl putting dishes away in the neatly organised cupboards,

the streets were empty with the only light providing the dark street was the dull streets lights that had not been replaced with new light bulbs as it didn’t provide much light than people would hope,

it was a normal night so far for the girl, chill in her bedroom watching horror movies until ten when it was quiet and her mother was in bed because of her job that started at the early hours of the days and her sibling would be either studying or sleeping so she would go downstairs to do the dishes with her headphones on blasting music or on a FaceTime call with her boyfriend JJ or one of her friends but however tonight was different

her mom was out for a business trip for a week and her sibling was at a new ‘friend’s’ house for the night and JJ was busy tonight and all her friends we’re doing their own thing so she was alone although she felt as though someone was watching her which there was and was looking over her shoulder every few minutes

she shook her head at the thought and mumbled to herself that she was being paranoid after watching a horror movie before hand

“Stop being a pussy and man up jeez”She whispered beginning to put the plates away into their designated cupboard

through her headphones she hears the house phone ring loudly making her let out a small yelp in surprise she puts the plate she hand in her hand into the cupboard before picking up the house phone looking at the number but it was one she didn’t know, she takes her headphones off and answers the phone

“Hello?”She asks placing her headphones onto the counter

“Hello is this sheriff Peterkin?”A voice spoke sounding quite raspy a bit creepy and honestly a little attractive

“Hi no, I’m her daughter , who is this?”she asks

“A friend from your mom’s work, i wanted to speak to her, I’m new so I just wanted to ask her a question”He told her she scratched her head and pushes her hair out from her face

“she’s not here at the moment but I can take a message for you”She told them her voice cracking slightly shutting the left open cupboard door

“That’s alright, you sound uneasy, are you okay?”He asks with a tint of taunting to his voice that makes her swallow slightly

“I’m fine, I watched a scary movie so I think I’m just a bit shaken up about it I guess”She answered looking out into her dark backyard having the feeling to look for something or someone but she then shut the curtains

“Scary movie huh? What’s your favourite scary movie?”He asks his voice seeming a bit more teasing then before

“Um i like some of the classics like Friday the 13 and Halloween but my favourite has to be the conjuring-no wait Scream I like those movies”She answered with a small smile leaning on the counter next to the knives

“Hm I like you,the scream movies are my favourite too, you have great taste, beautiful”She lets out a small laugh while lifting up the knife slightly

“Well thank you, you barely know who I am, and you’re already flirting”She smiled looking at the knife

“Who says I don’t know everything about you? Like your boyfriend JJ” her eyes widen and fear crosses her face

“How do you know my boyfriend?”She asks letting out a shaky breath

“Your mom talked about you and him, silly”He answers making her sign in realisation and shake her head telling herself silently that she was an idiot that she forgot he wanted to talk to her mother in the first place

“Oh right sorry, I forgot you knew my mom like I said I’m a bit paranoid at the moment”She said beginning to walk around her kitchen

“That’s okay, your mother told me that you never get scared at horror movies”He told her as she opens the fridge door

“Oh did she now? What else does she say about me?”She asked placing the carton of apple juice onto the counter

“She said she likes when you talk to the tv as if the characters can hear you especially the dumb characters in horror movies”He answered making the girl laugh as she closes the fridge

“I suppose I do do that a lot but you can’t blame me for having better decisions and life savings choices then the characters do”She admitted honestly while taking a clean glass from a cupboard

“You think you can survive in a horror movie ‘….’ ?”He asks which makes a small shiver go down her spine

“I would like to think I could, I mean Sydney Prescott and Gale Weathers survived multiple times in the scream movies, I can be like her”She answered pouring the juice into the glass

“You think so huh? How about we test that and play a little game”He said making her stop in her tracks she frowned slightly before realising that he sounded awfully similar to Ghostface in her said favourite movies her eyes widened slightly

“What if I don’t want to play the game?”She asked moving towards the collection of knives she was at before in case her theory is right

“Then I will come out and gut you like a fish! ‘….’ !”He yelled causing her to flinch and grab the largest knife there and moved to pick up her phone putting the house phone between her shoulder and ear

“F-fine I will play your fucking game, whats the game?”She asked locking her doors from her phone

“Locking your doors isn’t going to help you ‘….’ I’m already in the house, now which leads to my game, it’s called where am I?”She quickly presses the unlock doors button and the emergency phone call button that goes straight to the police line that her mother once told her to use

she drops her phone to the floor and tightens her grip onto the knife and takes the house phone away from her shoulder and holding it to her ear instead

“Where are you mother fucker?! The police are on their way asshole!”She yelled staying put in the corner of the bunker next to the other knives looking at every inch of the kitchen the knife shaking slightly in her trembling hands the creepy voice let’s out a maniacal laugh

“Oh ‘….’ I guess that only leaves me some time to kill you!”He hung up the phone making the girl let out a shaky breath as she tried to stop the tears forming in her eyes, slowly pulling the phone away from her ear holding it tightly in her hand

suddenly ghostface comes running towards her from her left she lets out a frightened squeal and throws the phone at him hitting him in the head making him fall backwards to the ground holding his head giving her enough time to grab another but smaller knife shoving it into her pocket and running out the room still with larger knife in hand

She hears ghostface chasing after her through her house once she hears him get close she ducks down to the floor making him fly over her body

she lifts the knife up just as the robe wearing man flys over her and she manages to slice his arm but he also manages to slice her side, she lets out a cry of pain when he lands onto the ground she sees the knife that was previously in his hand on the floor a few feet away from him and rushes up kicking it away

she feels a hand grab her leg with a grip most likely to leave a bruise and she falls over once she lands onto the floor, she turns her body to the side using as much force as she can she kicks the man’s face then kicks his bleeding arm which was enough for him to lose his grip and move away from her

she takes this opportunity to get up holding her side and run up the stairs into her bedroom locking the door, the door bangs indicating he’s out there she lets out a cry of pain as she pushes the unit that was next to the door infornt of it whilst holding her bleeding side and rushes to her window placing a bloody hand to it looking out she catches sight of the blue and red lights of the police

“The police are here asshole! I survived! Go fuck yourself motherfucker!”She yelled looking at the door holding on for dear life

the masked man must’ve heard sirens and her yelling because the bangs stopped and rush steps fade away from the door she lets out a quiet sob and turns to the window she struggles but manages to get the window open just as the police over came into the driveway

“H-help! I think he’s still in the house!”She yelled making the police look up at her for a second before rushing into the house she looks back out to the driveway and sees the sheriff there stepping out her car

“Mom!”She exclaimed making her look up and look at her window worry written all over her face

“ honey, god…Are you-“she gets interrupted by the officer coming out shaking their heads at her

“We searched the house the intruder is gone, the back door’s window completely smashed they managed to escape before we got to them”The officer said to the Sheriff, she nodded and looked back up at the girl who was looking down at them with teary eyes

“ honey ,it’s okay your safe to come down now” the girl nodded and moved away from the window and pushed the desk from the door making enough room for her to get out by the time she moved the unit from the door with a pain fill cry Peterkin had already run into the house and up the stairs and was now at the door waiting for her once she got out The sheriff pulled her into her arms hugging her

“Ow ow my side”She whimpered pulling away from her Peterkin pulled away immediately and glanced at her side

“Let’s get you some help, okay?”she said she nodded and wrapped her arms around her mom’s neck as she gently picked her up bridal style since she saw her struggling to walk out the room

“Is your sibling still out?”she asked her walking through her house and down the stairs the girl nodded once again

“Okay, we’re staying as Shoupe’s tonight it’s not safe for you to be here alone”she added sitting her down on the drivers seat of her large car she opened her eyes leaning her head and the head rest looking up at her mom who gave her a sympathetic smile

“Right let’s get you patched up”she said and opened the glove compartment taking out the first aid kit and opened it taking out wipes and bandages the girl held her shirt up to reveal her sliced side she glanced down looking at her face searching for some kind of reaction

“How bad is it? Is it bad?”She asked her watching her gently wipe the semi dry blood from around the cut skin, from her mother’s lack of answers in the small amount of time she gave her she sighed

“Damn it is bad isn’t it?”She asked hissing when the wipe made contact with the sliced skin

“You’ll need stitches it’s not too bad which is good but it will leave a bit of a scar when it heals”she answered beginning to wipe the fresh blood from the wound making her yet again hiss in pain but she smiled slightly

“Sweet,a battle scar just like yours mom”She mentioned making him smile at her shaking his head and start to stitch up her side which made her wince a few time

“I just hope you don’t get anymore sweetheart, trust me it is not as sweet as you think”her mom told her a sad glint in her eyes as she finished the stitches and softly wrapped the bandage around her waist then took a step back leaning a hand on the car door

“Sorry i-i don’t know why I said that-I didn’t mean to make you upset mom”she muttered staring at the woman, the sheriff shook her head at her and gave her a smile placing a affectionate hand on her head

“It’s alright sweetheart, where-“she got interrupted by another police car siren making them both look up and see the Deputy and the girl’s boyfriend Peterkin went to speak with Shoupe as JJ approached his girl looking from her face to her blood stained t-shirt and back to her face again

“oh my god,are you okay baby?”JJ exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around her neck Hugging her close to his skinny body she wrapped the arm opposite from her sliced side and held her boyfriend close to her resting her head on his chest while he rested his on her head

“If you think being chased around my house by a dude with a knife and a ghostface costume is okay,then I’m absolutely amazing”She rambled sarcastically with a smile making JJ let out a chuckle and stare down at her while she looked up at him giving him a reassuring smile

“Yes I’m fine baby, his knife caught my side a bit but I managed to kick him a few times so I got a bit of pay back I guess”She explained not wanting to share more as much as she loved and trusted JJ with all her heart but there’s a new Ghostface so just in case the Scream movies are right about trusting the love interest she didn’t mention all the details, she goes to put a hand to his cheek but she stops herself starting to bring it down but JJ stops her placing her hand on his cheek making her cringe slightly at the sight of her blood on his cheek

“My hand is covered in blood-“She began but he interrupted squeezing her hand in his and shook his head

“I don’t care just hold me with you soft and bloody hand”He whispered making her smile at him and run her thumb along his cheek making the blood spread across his cheek

“Your such a weirdo”She laughed making him stare at her with a fake shocked expression he gasps pulling out from her hold staring at her making her laugh more

“How dare you,such an unnecessary insult and not the first one might I add”He commented picking up a clean wipe from beside her then took her bloody hand in his beginning to wipe it clean

“Yeah but you love it though”She answered staring at him with a smile in which he looks up from her now blood free hands and to her face

“That I do”he placed a kiss on her hand and chucked the wipe into the floor next to the other dirty wipes

“What we’re you doing with Shoupe?”the girl asked making JJ sigh

“My dad got in trouble again and he wanted to ask me questions about it so when I heard it was about you I made him take me with him”JJ answered making the girl smile sadly at him

“Did your dad…you know do anything to you-“Jj shook his head before she could finish

“No…it’s fine, I’m fine I’m just worried about you”he said giving her a reassuring smile making hers from less sad to a slightly happier one she nodded at his answer and stared into his eyes

“Do you want to stay at my place tonight?”He asks holding her hand she smiles and shakes her head using her other hand that wasn’t hold his hand to grab another wipe holding to his face

“sorry I can’t mom already to me we were staying with Shoupe tonight but thanks for offering”She told him wiping of the bloody hand print from his face whilst he played with her fingers

“That’s okay, hey do you want me to get some clean clothes for you and get a overnight bag?”He asked just as her mother and Shoupe started to walk towards them she pulled the wipe away looking at his now clean face

“That would be amazing,thanks baby”She smiled leaning up pouting her lips he got the silent message and leaned down giving her lips a small kiss once they pulled away the two adults were stood next to them making the two look at them

“I need to get a statement from you honey”her mom said giving the girl a small yet comforting smile the girl nodded and looked to her boyfriend

“I’m just going to get her a change of clothes and a bag”JJ said taking a step away from the car Peterkin nodded making JJ give ‘….’ a smile turning away and walk towards the house

“JJ! Take an officer with you”Her mom exclaimed to him he put his thumb up and walked into the house with one of the officers from earlier the girl then turned back to the two adults who were giving her a look she couldn’t recognise

“What?”She asked looking at them they shook their heads and her mom started to ask her what happened

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jungk0oksthighs · 2 years ago

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jungkook drabble “Stop! Please, stop! You’re going to kill her!”

mafia!jungkook, toxic!jungkook | Word Count - 800

warnings: heavy angst, swearing, explicit drug use, mentions of blood and violence

Jeon Jungkook is many things. A mafia leader, drug lord, underground fighter, tax evader, shady businessman, and a complete asshole. It’s 10PM on a Wednesday night, his nostrils are almost fully blocked from the sheer amount of cocaine he’s snorted over the course of his now four day pity party. A feeble attempt to get you out of his head. You. The only woman he’s ever loved. The only person he ever felt comfortable enough to be vulnerable with. The self and same woman who upped and left him, four days ago.

“I can’t do this anymore! I can’t live like this!”

He remembers the sound of your cries when he came stumbling home at 9AM that morning after guess what, another pity party. When Jungkook doesn’t get his own way he has a tendency to go off the rails, sometimes completely off the radar for days at a time. He knew it wasn’t fair on you, sitting in his apartment every night waiting for him to call – maybe even for the police to call, perhaps even alerting you of his death after he’d taken his lifestyle too far.

He's lost count of how many times your life has been endangered because of him. The rival gangs constantly monitoring your every move just waiting for the right moment to strike, the private investigators hired by families of his victims trying to corner you for information, sometimes using force. One time it was actually Jungkook himself who nearly ended your life, his inked hands clasped so tightly round your throat during an argument about something not important that he saw the light begin to fade from your eyes.

“Stop! Please stop! You’re going to kill her!” His friend Jimin had screamed, had he not been there that night god only knows if you would’ve survived his vice grip.

Jungkook scoffs humourlessly, fists balling with anger before he pours more white powder onto his coffee table, slicing it into thick white lines with his golden credit card.

It’s unfathomable how he has the audacity to miss you after everything he put you through. Coming home with blood-stained hands and a bad attitude stemming from a serotonin comedown, viciously snapping at you every time you asked questions. It hadn’t always been like that though, there was a time where he treated you right, told you how beautiful you are, kissed you every morning, took you on dates, listened to your worries and offered his shoulder to cry on. He was everything you ever wanted in a lover, before he turned into someone he promised he’d never become. A stranger, a liar, a twenty seven year old cocaine addict with secrets and anger issues.

He wastes no time snorting the slugs of snow he’s made, having to sniff extra hard to overcome the build up of substance that’s already there. It’s been four days since he heard from you, four days since he saw the blind hatred mixed with desperation behind your eyes when you finally left this life, his life, four days since he realised it wasn’t you who broke his heart at all.

It was him. He’s the one to blame for this, for all of this.

The sudden rush of forced ecstasy clouds his judgement, winning him to pull his phone from the leather pants he wears and dial your number for the twenty eighth time that day.

Voicemail. Of course it’s gone to voicemail, you’ve probably blocked his number by this point or maybe got a new phone altogether in an attempt to forget about him and everything he’s done. Jungkook’s heart hammers inside his strong chest, his brain vividly recounting the memory of the last thing you said to him.

“I can’t sit back and watch you do this to yourself anymore! You need to choose.”

Jungkook had the cheek to laugh in your face, unbothered by your tears, “Choose between what? You and coke? You and killing people? You and my fucking sanity?! How do you think we can even afford a place like this, hm? If it wasn’t for me and what I do you’d still be cooped up in your shitty little box apartment, you wouldn’t even have a pot to piss in.”

You swallowed, a single tear cascading down your cheek when you picked up your suitcase, “At least I’d be happy.”

Frantically brushing his hair from his face he reaches for the cocaine again, this time pouring the lot onto the table and not bothering to evenly line it up. He takes his straw, messily inhaling the whole pile without a second thought.

Happiness.

Something Jungkook didn’t realise he had, until four days ago when he lost it.

A/N: thank u for ur request i hope this is okay angel :) x

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kyovtani · 2 years ago

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Am absolutely obsessed with pining! Shinichiro >.<

Like he sees you every morning at 7.25 sharp walk past the shop with a cup in your hand and a pastry bag in the other, backpack and cute earcuffs on, probably listening to some tune to give yourself the energy before your lessons begins.

And then he sees you again through the shop's window in the evenings, at various times, walking slower, hands in pockets to protect them from the cold, big scarf around your neck and lower face and tousled hair because of the wind.

You always seem to have a purpose in your steps and Shinichiro feels like a spectator whenever you pass by, but it doesn't really matter: you are so cute and pretty that he won't mind peeking at you for those five or six steps a day, even if his friends and little brother call him "degenerate" or "creep". There really is nothing creepy about his staring: just a weak, big heart.

One time, however, you look through the window: it's another winter morning and Shin has opened the shop earlier to catch up on some work; he's exhausted and cold and bored and he doesn't really mind his appearance for once, opting for an oversized black sweater and sweatpants. Of course, that's when the two of you make eye contact through the windows shop: you are on your phone, talking animatedly with someone, and for a second he swears you stop to look.

It's only an instant but that's enough for his body to catch on fire.

He doesn't see you walk by that evening.

The next day he's forced to stay home for the morning and recover from the cold he caught previously (which explains his extreme fatigue) and it's around lunchtime that he leaves home to get lunch at a pastry shop close to his shop.

Poor guy almost has a heart attack when he sees you right behind him in line. And when you see him and recognize him? Deceased.

At least he recovers enough to pay for your pastries too.

Pining Shin is the best because he's an absolute dork

nonie this had me so excited i wrote so much and it got deleted so i hope the second bersion does your big brain justice! thank you so much for this, deffo the way i'd imagine shin to be 🥺💞💗

and after the two of you leave the shop, shinichiro is determined to get to know you better and to his luck, you don't seem uncomfortable because you are talking to him, telling him about random things and yet he can't help but be distracted by you.

he's never expected you to be so much prettier, so much softer and so much cuter up close, which is probably why he's staring at you like he's never seen another human being before. shin is aware of his prying gaze and he feels so sorry about it, yet can't stop taking in the gentle sight of your beautiful face. your lips, your nose, your eyes – those god damn eyes, he feels suffocated and trapped in the sweetest and best way possible.

ask for her number, his brain is basically screaming at him to just go for it because after all he's been observing and watching your for so long, yet he's never had the guts to go out and actually ask you anything. he didn't want to seem like a creep who's got your arrival memorized so he could wait at the front door for you.

and before his brain and his body can cooperate, he finds himself rudely interrupting your little ramble about how much you love the pastries at this particular shop.

"your number!" those two words leave his lips before he can even realise and only the way your lips stretch into the cutest smile he's ever seem makes his brain process what he just said.

"oh my god- i'm so sorry", he mumbles quickly and pushes a hand through his thick hair, revealing his ring and tattoo clad fingers to your curious eyes, "i – i was actually – can i have your number?"

at this point shinichiro has lost the last bit of hope he's had to actually get your number when all of a sudden you ask for his phone and quickly type it in; adding a cute little heart next to your name before handing it back to him.

and once the two of you part ways again, he's busy celebrating, whereas you're trying not to giggle about your plan working out exactly how you've wanted it to. because little did the cute boy from the random show at the end of your street know that you intentionally changed your route from the door to your bus station to get a quick glimpse of him whenever you're on the go.

#tokyo revengers fluff #shinichiro x reader #; tokyorev #; boy of choice: shinichiro

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aemontargaryen-bloodraven · 2 years ago

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Jon Snow & The Trees With Faces

In Jon V, ADWD, Jon comes across three trees, the Ash, the Chestnut and the Oak. The way those trees are described and the fact that the number three always says something significant seemed to me that these three trees indicate phases of Jon's life?

The Ash Tree

The first tree that Jon encounters is an Ash Tree,

"The drunkard was an ash tree, twisted sideways by centuries of wind. And now it had a face. A solemn mouth, a broken branch for a nose, two eyes carved deep into the trunk, gazing north up the kingsroad, toward the castle and the Wall." Jon V, ADWD

The Ash Tree on the whole symbolises Jon's duty as a Stark, to the Nights Watch or the Nights Watch itself. It is called the "drunkard", which is a nice call back to Jon's first chapter where Jon got too drunk because he was upset and blurted out that he wanted to join the Nights Watch.

Also, the fact that it is twisted sideways is intriguing because the Nights Watch is not what it was once before. Its purpose and state are twisted, it was meant to keep the Others Beyond the Wall and not the Wildlings. The same can be said about the Starks as well.

And now it has a face again - Jon's. Jon is solemn, "lord Stark's sullen bastard" is of a "broken branch" of the Starks (female line, Lyanna's son) .. "two eyes carved deep" ... He's always been presented as observant "You don't miss much, do you Jon?"

The tree is gazing up the Kingsroad toward the Castle and the Wall, which is again a throwback to when Jon realises that he had no place else to go and that Wall was where he had to be.

He had no destination in mind. He wanted only to ride. He followed the creek for a time, listening to the icy trickle of water over rock, then cut across the fields to the kingsroad. It stretched out before him, narrow and stony and pocked with weeds, a road of no particular promise, yet the sight of it filled Jon Snow with a vast longing. Winterfell was down that road, and beyond it Riverrun and King's Landing and the Eyrie and so many other places; Casterly Rock, the Isles of Faces, the red mountains of Dorne, the hundred islands of Braavos in the sea, the smoking ruins of old Valyria. All the places that Jon would never see. The world was down that road … and he was here.

Once he swore his vow, the Wall would be his home until he was old as Maester Aemon. "I have not sworn yet," he muttered. Jon V, AGOT

He ultimately does swear his vows and chooses the Wall and he has, throughout the story been focused on the North, Castle Black and the Wall.

The Chestnut

Growing.. beside an icy stream, where its eyes could watch the old plank bridge that spanned its flow. The chestnut was leafless and skeletal, but its bare brown limbs were not empty. On a low branch overhanging the stream a raven sat hunched, its feathers ruffled up against the cold. When it spied Jon it spread its wings and gave a scream. When he raised his fist and whistled, the big black bird came flapping down, crying, “Corn, corn, corn.” Jon V, ADWD

As of ADWD, he is creating a bridge between the Wildlings and South of the Wall. He is assimilating them in the North by marriage, taking hostages and making them guard the other Castles of the Nights Watch.

Though the tree is leafless and looks skeletal, it's not dead just in stasis, just like Jon is in the Nights Watch. He is leafless because till now he keeps cutting his connections from his blood/Starks/family. While in the Nights Watch, Jon has done what was within his power and more to set things to right but he is getting stagnant at the Wall.

The tree's bare brown limbs are not empty, the sap will flow, it will put out leaves. The sap flows, it did flow when blood called, his little sister, Arya was in danger. He is the blood of Winterfell.

Mormont's raven is there. The Corn King has been buried/dead. The raven saying, Corn King Jon Snow is this part of Jon's arc.

The Corn King is a sacrificed fertility figure, either a god or sacred king. Jon does die at the end of ADWD, but will return to life to play his part in the War to come, possibly with his third eye opened and bring restoration to the land somehow.

The Oak Tree

Just north of Mole’s Town they came upon the third watcher, carved into the huge oak that marked the village perimeter, its deep eyes fixed upon the kingsroad. That is not a friendly face, Jon Snow reflected. The faces that the First Men and the children of the forest had carved into the weirwoods in eons past had stern or savage visages more oft than not, but the great oak looked especially angry, as if it were about to tear its roots from the earth and come roaring after them. Its wounds are as fresh as the wounds of the men who carved it.

The oak is huge and great ..and Jon may become a huge (great) figure, and Kingsroad is again mentioned, that was when he looked at Kingsroad again this time it is what is coming from the South (Ramsay, Bolton/Politics of the Realm).

Not a friendly face, Jon won't be a friendly man when he comes back to life either. He would be especially angry considering what he has experienced.

Jon while "dead" may learn what he needs to learn about himself. And the wounds that he was given during the assassination would be fresh as well. He is not going to trust anyone easily, considering how betrayed he will feel after not only being dead and then revived but also learning that he has lived a lie and was sent to the Nights Watch with that lie.

While his wounds are still fresh, he will tear his roots from the earth, get away from the Nights Watch, down the Kingsroad again and will come roaring after his enemies.

#Jon Snow #Canonjonsnow #ASOIAF #valyrianscrolls

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folklorelise · 4 years ago

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The cadets are turned into kids and think you and Levi are their parents

In the same universe where they called you “mom”, (they are around 3 and 4 years old)

Also— this is adorable (this is from an eruri doujinshi by hitomi which is called curtain call)

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Eren had an experiment that went wrong. He transformed into his titan form and then suddenly he shrank into a tiny titan. Then he escaped Hange and ran away.

“Someone finds Y/N right now! Eren only listens to her!” Hange yelled at their squad.

When you heard about what happened, Levi looked for Eren with you. When you found him in your office, he was not alone. He was not a titan anymore too. All the cadets were like Eren– tiny little babies.

“MOMMY!” Eren screamed pointing at you.

“Oh no.” you mumbled seeing them all run to you.

They were all hugging your leg, trying to get you attention. Jean started to cry after Eren pushed to the ground. You wanted to pick him up but there were too many kids around you.

“I got this.” Levi assured you and picked Jean up.

Jean stopped crying and stared at the captain frightened. Jean looked at you and reached out his arms towards you. You took Jean in your arms but everyone else started to scream “me too!”.

“Levi,” you said to him, “maybe we should do groups and you take half and I take the other half?”

“No. You can’t leave me alone with them.”

“I can’t work like this.”

“I’m sure Erwin would understand. I’ll tell him.” Levi offered walking away.

“Levi! No! Come back!”

“I told you mommy doesn’t want to stay with us.” Connie cried to Sasha.

“What? Of course, I want to be with you!” you reassured them. “I just don’t know what to do.” you mumbled to yourself.

“I’m hungry.” Jean said, still in your arms.

“Of course, you are.” Eren said, “that’s why you’re so f–“.

“Eren I swear to Erwin’s eyebrows if you finish that sentence, I’m going to throw you in the dungeons!” you snapped angrily.

Jean on the other side started to cry again knowing what Eren wanted to say. Eren started to cry silently too, looking at the ground.

“Sorry mommy.” Eren sobbed, “don’t be mad please.”

“You should apologise to Jean.” you said calmer.

You put Jean down and Eren hugged him and apologised shyly.

“That’s better! Now take each other’s hands and we’ll go found something to eat okay?”

They all nodded, you took Armin’s hand on one hand and Sasha’s on the other one. Eren surprisingly took Jean hand and you all went to the mess hall. Levi was already there with Erwin, with food for the kids.

“We thought that would help.” Erwin explained while the kids run towards the food. “There’s a tray for each one of you, so no need to fight.”

Erwin and Levi walked towards you and sighed.

“What do we do?” Erwin asked.

“I can’t work with them around. I also cannot take care of them alone. There’s eight of them!”

“Armin, Mikasa and Bertolt shouldn’t be a problem – they’re good,” Levi stated, “Jean and Eren would do everything you say. Sasha, Connie and Reiner… tire them until they're too exhausted to move.”

“I still can’t do that alone! You have to help me.”

“I have paperwork to do, and Erwin has commander things to do.”

“I wish I could help,” Erwin intervened, “but I can’t, I still have work to do and…”

“Erwin, it’s fine.” you said gently, “but Levi you cannot leave me alone.”

Erwin left after Levi finally agreed to help. You both sat down at the table.

“Oh no.” Levi sighed once he saw the mess they did while eating. “Stop eating with your hand and use the spoon.”

“Sorry daddy.” Jean apologised but kept eating with his hands.

“What did you call me?” Levi asked.

“Oh, it’s not like he never said it before.” you said.

Levi took Jean on his lap and started to feed him. Reiner, Bertolt and Armin were eating calmy, Sasha ate too fast while Connie was trying to protect his food from Sasha. Mikasa was feeding Eren because he gave his food to you.

“Eren I’m fine, you should eat.” you told him multiple times.

After lunch, they were all too excited and energetic unlike you and Levi.

“I’m too old for sh!t.” Levi told you.

“You kill titan for a living! This should easy.”

“Is it though?”

“Let’s just play with them a little until they get tired so they can sleep.”

The whole afternoon was spent playing hide and seek and tag. Which was not the wisest idea since Armin and Reiner ended hurt. Only a few scratches on their knees and elbows but that made you worried sick. After dinner in Levi office with the kids, they were starting to get tired.

“Mommy,” Mikasa called you by pulling your sleeve, “I want to sleep.”

“Me too!” Reiner said by sitting on your lap.

“A story!” Connie screamed excited which made all of them chant this.

“Alright! Alright! Do we have that kind of book in the library?” you asked Levi.

“No.”

“Well, I can invent a story – that’s not an issue.”

Levi and you sat on the bed and they all crawled on you and between. You started your story and very soon after, they all fell asleep.

“How was your day?” Levi asked you.

“Tiring. What about you?”

“It was fine. And it made me think…,” Levi paused, “never mind.”

“No, tell me.”

“Maybe we could have our own.” Levi shrugged.

“Is it something you want?” you asked.

“Is it something you want? Because if you do not want any, it’s fine too.”

“I don’t know… maybe?”

“We don’t have to talk about it now.”

“You’re right, but I want to talk about this. Someday.” you smiled.

After this little conversation, you both fell asleep. In the middle of the night, Levi woke up because someone was awake – Armin.

“Bathroom.” Armin said once Levi was awake.

Levi stood up and took Armin in his arms and went to the bathroom. After Armin finished, Levi helped him wash his hands and went back to bed. But before Levi could lay on his bed, Reiner woke up with tears in his eyes.

“No, don’t cry.” Levi warned him and took him out of the bed. “What’s wrong?”

“Nightmare.” Reiner confessed sobbing.

“It’s not real – it’s a dream. Go back to bed.” Levi said before going back to his bedroom, but Reiner stayed behind sobbing. Levi sighed before picking him up. “Stop crying, you don’t want to wake mommy, right?”

“No.”

“Fine then let’s go back to bed, alright?”

That was only the beginning of Levi’s night. After Reiner went back to sleep, it was Sasha’s turn to go to the bathroom.

“I knew it,” Levi said to himself, “I mean after all she ate, that was only a matter of time before she goes number two.”

Then it was Bertolt who had to pee. After him it was Connie who was a little thirsty. Mikasa had to go to the bathroom too. Only Eren did not wake up. When Levi finally went back to bed, Eren woke up.

“Don’t tell me you need to poop too.” Levi warned him tired.

“I want to sleep with mommy please.” Eren asked.

“No place, maybe another time, now sleep.”

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- That one time you had to leave for an expedition

The next expedition was a short and simple one. Yet every squad leader had to be there, including you. You were obviously reluctant about it because of the kids.

“Who will take care of them?” you asked Levi.

“There are nurses. Don’t worry about it.”

The first few days, the kids were all sleeping with Levi and you but then, Levi told them to go and sleep in their bedroom because with them around, you could not do anything else than sleep. You promised to them that you would visit every night before they go to sleep and that night, you told them that you would not be here for a week or so.

“No!” Jean screamed hugging you, “don’t leave me please.” he begged on the verge of crying.

“Mama!” Armin, the youngest cried, rubbing his eyes. “don’t go.”

“I will be back very soon; you won’t even notice my absence.” you told them.

That night you proposed to have them back in bed with Levi and you so they would stop crying. The next morning, once it was time to leave, none of them wanted to let go of your legs.

“It’s fine, I’ll be back very soon.” you tried to calm them down. That did not work. “Fine I won’t go, let’s all go back to bed okay?” you said to them which made them stop crying and run to your bedroom.

Once they all left, you went back on your horse and left with the rest of the survey corps outside the walls. When the kids realised that you were not coming started to cry again and did not stop until they fell asleep. The nurses that took care of them were starting to get worried but after a few days, they started to play and eat again without any protest.

Once you were back, all the kids were waiting for you at the entrance of the wall. They were screaming “mommy!” when they saw you. Jean screamed “daddy!” when he saw Levi which made people around gasp. They did not know that these kids were in reality survey corps members. Sasha and Connie went on Hange’s horse while Armin and Bertolt were on Erwin’s. Jean and Reiner were with Levi while Mikasa and Eren were with you.

“We missed you a lot mommy!” Eren said happy to see you.

“I missed you too.”

For a week or two, the kids would not let go of you because of that expedition.

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- That one time you got mad at them.

The only time you got mad at them was when they all started to fight each other. Levi and you were doing paperwork outside because it was a sunny day and the kids wanted to play outside. You were peacefully reading your reports when they started to shout at each other. You were not worried about it because they were always shouting, but when you saw that they started to cry and push each other you quickly went over where they were.

“What’s happening here!” you screamed.

They all stopped except for Eren and Jean who were still fighting.

“Hey! Stop!” you yelled but none of them listen to you.

Before you could get mad, Levi took Eren in his arms which stopped the fight.

“What is wrong with you?” Levi reprimanded them. “What were you two thinking? You could’ve got hurt and you could’ve hurt your friends and worse of all, you weren’t listening to Y/N!”

Jean and Eren turned to you but you were already gone.

“Where’s mommy?” Jean asked shyly.

After Jean and Eren both apologised to each other, they went looking for you.

“Is mommy mad?” Eren asked.

“Yes.” Levi answered.

“She doesn’t love us anymore?” Jean asked with tears in his eyes.

“Of course, she does, now let’s find her and apologise.”

They could not find you anywhere. Even Levi did not know where to look. He asked Erwin and Hange but none of them saw you. Jean would not stop crying because you were not there.

“Mommy doesn’t love me anymore!” Jean kept saying.

At night when they all went into their bedroom, they found you on their bed.

“Mommy!” they all screamed happy but stopped on their way when they saw that you were not smiling.

“What happened today was unacceptable. I am disappointed.” you said. “I hope that won’t ever happen ever again.”

“Sorry.” they all apologised.

“Where were you?” Eren asked.

“Out, I needed some time alone.”

“Are you mad at me?” Eren cried.

“No… Not anymore, and I am not mad at you too Jean. But next time you do this, there will be consequences. Now go to sleep, all of you.” You stood up, ready to leave.

“No stories?” Reiner asked.

“Please.” they all asked with a pout that you just could not resist.

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- That on time Levi had to calm Eren down during a meeting.

That day, you had to leave to visit a family member who was going to give birth. You left without saying anything to the kids otherwise they would not have let you. Levi’s squad was responsible for the kids when none of you were available.

They were all running around when Eren fell from the top of the stairs.

“EREN!” Petra shouted petrified.

Eren started to cry, and he would not stop. The squad tried everything, but nothing would stop Eren’s tears.

“We have to bring him to the captain.” Eld said.

Eld took Eren and went to the meeting room. He knocked on the door and opened it just enough so Eren could go in.

“I want mommy!” Eren continued to cry.

Levi picked him up and put him on his lap.

“She’s busy today, what happened?” Levi asked him softly.

“I fell.” Eren sobbed.

“It’s fine, you can stop crying and tell mommy later that you acted all strong because you’re almost an adult now.”

“I’m a big boy now.” Eren admitted hugging Levi.

All the squad leaders were speechless in front of this because they never saw the captain acting like this before. He was so delicate and sweet towards Eren. Then the door opened again, and all the other kids barged in.

“I’m sorry captain, but they all wanted to check on Eren.” Petra apologised.

“It’s fine.” Levi said before putting Eren down.

The rest of the meeting was spent with the kids playing under the table, around Levi. Once you came back, you found Levi asleep on his bed with the kids around him. You tried to be as silent as possible, but Levi woke up.

“Hey, how was your day?” you asked him not without a kiss.

“Fine, and you?”

“Boring – you weren’t there.”

“Mommy!” Eren called you reaching out his arms.

“What happened to your knees?” you asked him when you picked him up.

“I fell but I didn’t cry.”

“Riight, because you’re so brave.” but Eren had already fell asleep again.

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- Random HCs

Armin loves the commander; he is always clinging to him.

Eren always wants to impress the captain by eating alone and cleaning.

Jean is your boy; he always wants to stay with you by pretending to be injured or something.

Sasha and Connie love Hange because they get to help Hange with their experiments.

Mikasa only loves you.

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!! <3

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