#i worked on this nonstop for so long im gonna die

[ceroro]

Set your calendars to take the bat to the heavens!

December 9th!

(hopefully)

put that game on your list!!

[swordsandholly]

Cherry Bomb - tattoo parlor anthology

MDNI | poly 141 x fem fat reader | masterlist

cw: menstruation (not graphic), afab anatomy

Part 4: “Girl Problems”

You shift in the office chair, stomach lurching uncomfortably. It’s been bothering you today - groaning and moaning nonstop. So far you blamed it on the suspicious chicken salad you got from the discount grocery store. You took every stomach soother you could, all the way down to chugging tea on the hottest day of spring so far.

With a rather pathetic groan you stand to meander your way to the bathroom. Surely sitting on the pot will help - at least as a placebo. Just as you do, though, a very distinct wet feeling makes itself known. You freeze, briefly, as if it will go away if you stand still enough.

“Ah, fuck!” You gasp, grabbing your purse and jogging down the hall to the single bath stall and popping the lock shut.

As soon as you sit, you let out a small sigh of relief. At least you caught it before you turned your underwear into a total crime scene. You’d rather not have to explain to John why you need to go home and change. You dig through your bag to your usual pocket of various supplies. From lotion to a sewing kit. It never hurts to be prepared.

Except, as you rifle around, you’re not finding your usual stash. There should be at least three in here… when did-?

The very loud, distinct memory of a girl at a bar stopping you while canvassing for some sanitary products hits you like a train.

“Whatever you’ve got I’ll take.” She practically begged. So, you handed them all over because got forbid someone get stranded during the most hellish week of the month. Like you are now.

You make a deep, frustrated noise in your throat and bury your face in your hands. You’ve been meaning to put a basket of backup wipes, pads, and tampons in the little bathroom cabinet - not just for you but for customers, too. It just kept getting pushed off when you got busy with other things.

Shit. What are you gonna do? If you put your pants back on you’ll just bleed through them in ten minutes. Cursed with a heavy flow (or blessed with a strong connection to the moon, as your former hippie roommate insisted.) Less time than that, probably, based on the vicious cramp that travels from your lower back to pelvis. You won’t be able to get to the corner store with out leaving a war crime in your path.

John’s the only person in the studio right now. He doesn’t have a client for another hour or so but you’d rather die than tell your hot boss you’re bleeding everywhere. For a few, quiet moments, you violently bounce your knee and go through every possibility. Maybe you’ll suddenly turn into the flash and you can get home before anyone even notices. You don’t really have much of a choice, do you?

With another groan you pull your phone from your pocket, thumb hovering over his contact for just a few beats too long while you work up the courage.

>> ok so this is terrible

>> im so sorry

>> but im having girl problems and am stuck in the bathroom

>> im so sorry this is so unprofessional

Girl problems? What are you? In fucking middle school? Before you can send yet another in a long string of planned apologies, John answers.

J >> How can I help?

>> i dont have any products on me

>> meant to stock the bathroom

>> sorry

J >> Stop apologizing

J >> What kind do you use? I’ll go to the corner store up the street

You breathe out a sigh of relief, still nervously gnawing at your lip as you send him what you need with an example picture (just in case) and profusely insist you’ll pay him back. John refuses. You’ll just have to sneak the cash in his tips or something.

It isn’t long before you hear the front doorbell ring, heavy footsteps, then a gentle tap on the bathroom door. “Y’alright, love?”

You perk up. “John, I’m so sorry-“

“Didn’t ask if you were sorry. Asked if you were alright.”

You snort. “Yeah…”

“I’m goin’ to unlock the door to slide these in. No lookin’ I swear.” John says. As if you were worried about that. You trust John. More than maybe any other man you’ve known (not that the bar is very high.) It’s nice of him to say, though. The door barely cracks open, just enough for him to toss the box to you across the floor and shut it immediately. You barely even see his arm. “That all you need?”

“Yeah. Thanks.” You murmur, bending awkwardly and snatching up the box. “I’m really sorry. I know it’s not really… appropriate.”

“Love, it’s normal. It happens. Just get y’self situated.” John taps the door once before you hear his footsteps drift down the hall toward the front.

You feel a bit skittish the rest of the day. You know it’s stupid. John’s a grown man and it’s a natural thing that happens and it’s fine. He said it’s fine. If it wasn’t fine you probably wouldn’t still look up to him the way that you do - the way that you have since you came here. The way everyone else seems to. Even so, you step around him a little wider than usual on your way out - keeping your head hung low and both hands tightly gripping your purse.

You chew your lip, shifting in place as he locks the front door. “Look, John, I-“

“If you apologize again I’m gonna fire you.” John mutters, pulling on the door to make sure it’s properly secured. There’s humor in it, though, the corners of his lips quirked up slightly.

You scoff, still not quite able to meet his eye.

“Sweetheart, look at me.” When you don’t move fast enough, apparently, he tilts your head up with a light touch. His eyes are so warm despite their icy blue shade. Sparkly in the setting sun. “Any man worth his breath wouldn’t give a shite. I’m sorry if that hasn’t been your experience, but really, it’s fine. I’ll help you out a thousand times over if y’need.”

“Okay…” You murmur, suddenly very distracted by the feeling of his fingers touching your chin, light as is it. You pull away and clear your throat, hoping he doesn’t notice the growing heat in your cheeks. “Well, uh, see you tomorrow, then.”

John nods, still smiling. “Sleep well, dove.”

When you come in the next day, you expect to get teased. A snide comment or a sideways look. You would have at any other job you’d worked - especially one with all men. All giggling and poking at you like a bear they know can’t bite back. No one says a thing outside of their usual greetings when you make your way to the front desk, though. Johnny pinches your hip like normal, Simon greets you with his new pun of the day, Kyle gives you a distracted wave over the hum of his practice gun. John doesn’t bat an eye when he says hello and checks in about the plan for the day.

You open the bottom drawer that you usually tuck your purse into, pausing before you set it inside. At the bottom, neatly tied together with a piece of twine, sits a king size chocolate bar and a pack of Midol.

If John notices the way you become extra smiley after that discovery, he doesn’t comment.

A/N: This was very self-indulgent but I’m having a bad time over here and need to be saved.

[demonpiratehuntress]

hi hello dearie, hope this finds you well <3 i’ve been reading some of your Ace content for DAYS cuz is ABSOLUTELY MAGNIFICENT and i have a hyperfixation for the man.

i have this oddly specific request if you’re taking requests ofc asksnakxm

ace and the reader meet each other when he saved her from potentially being killed by some random ruthless and murdering pirate, she was in that situation because he had killed some of her friends but that’s not the issue AKSNWKSB the thing is she gets mad because Ace saved her so she said sum “i was content with the fact that i was going to die, i didn’t need your saving” and he’s just stunned cuz? he just saved her???? two days later she thanks him but she tries to escape many times from the ship and those many times Ace ruined her plans so after a week of trying she gives up. THEN two years later they confess their feelings for each other after a day of Ace following her like a puppy and teasing her nonstop until she gives in

ODDLY SPECIFIC IM SO SORRY 😭😭 but it’s okay if you can’t do it <3

hi! thank you so much 😊 also im so so sorry this took so long! I've just been really busy! but i hope you enjoy this! to everyone else, i am still working on the other requests! i have much more than i realised 😂 but i will get them out...eventually

taglist - @kabloswrld

stubborn

Portgas D. Ace x F!Reader

summary - the ask above! :)

warnings - mild angst

Run.

That's all you could think of, all you could do. There was no time or space to do anything else, and your body had already kicked into the fight-or-flight response. You weren't sure how far you could get, but you were desperate to get away.

The gory images of your friends lying sprawled out on the ground, drenched in blood, made itself a home in your mind. You would never be able to forget that, no matter how hard you tried. Swallowing back a sob, you sprinted towards the town as fast as your tired legs could carry you.

"Where do you think you're going, huh?"

A solid wall of muscle slammed into you from the side and sent you flying. You hit an actual wall with a sickening crunch, pain erupting throughout your entire arm. Dislocated shoulder or broken arm, you couldn't tell which one through the blinding agony. You screamed, more so out of pain than wanting someone to hear. You already accepted your fate, the minute he found you. But that didn't make it any less painful.

"I think I'm going to enjoy this kill the most."

A large hand grabbef a fistful of your hair, yanking you upwards to meet his cold, murderous eyes. He was grinning wickedly, taking pleasure in your pain, and watched you squirm in his grip helplessly.

"If you're going to kill me, just get it over with!" You spat, not knowing where the bravery came from because of the immense pain emanating from your injured limb.

He tutted, "No, you gave me too much trouble. I'm going to make this slow and painful, just for you."

"Now that's no way to treat a lady."

A bright orange light filled your vision, but you couldn't tell what it was as you were suddenly dropped, the man who'd murdered your friends letting out a pained yelp. You lifted your head, dots swimming in your vision, but you were able to make out the familisr form of flames dancing along the man's chest.

"Judging from all the blood on your clothes, I'm gonna guess you went a little crazy tonight," another man was saying, but he sounded childishly amused. "Well, too bad it ends for you right here."

You turned to look at the owner, just as he flicked his wrist and sent more fire the murderous pirate's way. Pretty soon he was engulfed in flames, screaming and pawing at his clothes while trying to extinguish them. You couldn't care less, observing the man who'd saved your life.

He was tall and muscular, pale skin lit up by the ball of fire hovering above his palm. No, wait, his hand WAS the ball of fire. He was shirtless, wearing nothing but black shorts, black boots and a red cowboy hat.

You'd seen him somewhere before...

"Ah, good. I thought that might take a while."

You turned back to the man who'd killed your friends and had been chasing you up until now, only to see a crumpled black heap on the floor a few feet away. Your eyes widened, before you were suddenly lifted up into a pair of strong arms.

"I didn't need your help," you blurted out, "I was ready to die! I didn't want to be saved!" Tears formed in your eyes. You had nothing left. You should have died.

Ace frowned, his heart sinking. Your words brought a familiar feeling back to him, one that he hasn't forgotten but had tried to push away after finding a family in the Whitebeard pirates. He knew what it was like to feel the way you did, and it tugged at his heartstrings to find someone else like that.

Someone who didn't want saving, but desperately needed it.

He's so shocked that he almost forgets you need medical treatment. When he finally remembers, he says nothing and hurries back to the ship with you, his mind racing.

-

Two days later, your arm is in a sling and you're walking around the Moby Dick looking for the raven-haired commander that saved your life. The crew was friendly enough to you, and Marco had suggested more bedrest, but you wanted to see and thank Ace.

It was true that you wanted to die, yes, but after facing the kindness of someone you didn't even know, your mind had slowly changed. You were starting to feel grateful towards him, grateful for being alive.

"Hey! You're awake!"

You turned at the sound of the cheery man, spotting him coming your way. You relaxed slightly, not sure why you were so tense to begin with but relieved to see him.

"Yeah," you breathed out, "Your doctor works wonders."

"That he does," Ace grinned, before eyeing you up and down, "You look a lot better. I didn't get your name, though."

"Oh, it's (Name)," you told him, "You're Portgas D. Ace, right? Second Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates?"

"That's me. Glad to know I'm popular with pretty women," he flirted, sending you a smile that knocked the air out of your lungs.

You blushed, flustered, "Well I-I just wanted to say...thank you. I hadn't realised it before, but I didn't really want to die. Just thought I had no one left, and nowhere to go. So thank you for changing that."

Ace's smile only grew, so much so you feared it would tear his face in two, "You're welcome! If I'm being honest, I was glad to play hero for a beautiful woman."

Your blush deepened, his charms affecting you in a way that nothing else and no one else ever had. You found yourself at a loss for words, but thankfully he was called away so you didn't have to say anything else.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

-

The first time you tried to escape, you didn't realise they had a rotational watch schedule. And you hadn't realised that Ace was the one who was on watch that evening.

"Hey, (Name)! Where ya going?"

He smiled at you innocently enough, but his eyes told you he knew exactly what you were trying to do. After all, he'd done the same thing back when he joined. You were just too similar to him.

"Uh...nowhere?" You tried to lie, but you sucked at it. You couldn't even convince a potato if you tried.

"Hmm," he clicked his tongue. "This won't do. Maybe I should just tell Whitebeard, or should I keep this to myself in hopes that it doesn't happen again?"

You agreed to the latter.

The second time, Ace was actually sneaking out of the kitchen with some food when he bumped into you. He raised his eyebrow as your eyes widened, your face giving away your intentions entirely.

He tsk'ed, "Again, (Name)?" He pouted. "You promised, you know."

You sighed and went back to your room, dejected. You could hear him laughing as he walked past your room, and you rolled your eyes as you laid back down to sleep.

The third time, Ace was prepared.

And he had made a trap for you. Which you fell right into, which is why you were now wriggling around in one of the smaller boats, wrestling with a net.

"This is getting old, you know," Ace chuckled as he loomed over you. "Trust me, I know all the tricks. I was you once."

After the fourth and fifth times, you gave up. Ace wasn't going to let you leave, and as the days went by and you got closer to him and the crew, you found your will to leave slowly sapping away. You eventually realised you wanted to stay, having found a family and healed - if only a little bit - with the Whitebeard crew.

One year passed, and you had almost forgotten about the man who'd tormented you. You'd had so much fun with the Whitebeard Pirates, Ace in particular, that you hadn't thought much of the incident. It was getting easier and easier to rid your mind of the gruesome image of your deceased friends month after month. Each adventure left you happier, lighter, and you soon found yourself finding happiness once more.

The pirate life was truly meant for you.

Two years passed, and your time with the Whitebeard crew had become the best of your life. They were practically your family now, and you spoke about and to them as such. You never forgot what happened to you, but you barely thought of it anymore. Not when your head was filled with thoughts about a certain 2nd division commander, with whom you'd fallen in love.

"Ace, stop!" You giggled as he scooped up some batter from the bowl you were mixing it in. You were baking cookies, but Ace was determined to be a menace and sneak in fingerfuls of batter each time you looked away.

"Can't help it," he whined, "It already tastes so good!"

"I haven't even baked it yet!"

"Well then imagine how amazing it'll taste after that!"

You knew he was trying to flatter you to get out of trouble, but you did not care because it was working. And you hated that it always worked, especially with him, because he made your heart race and gave you butterflies.

The days following that included Ace following you around, which you found a little strange since you didn't know why. He would never tell you the reason, always saying something stupid like "you smell good" or "im your bodyguard". You knew he was doing it to tease you, but you couldn't help feeling giddy over the fact that he was choosing to gift YOU with all of his attention.

"Okay, come clean for real this time," you finally approached him one night he was on watch, sitting down next to him. "Why have you been following me around? Teasing me all day, everyday?"

He turned to you, thinking for a moment before speaking seriously for the first time in his life, "Because I'm in love with you, (Name). I didn't want to tell you because I wasn't sure how you'd react or what you'd say, but that's what it is since you wanted to know so badly."

Your eyes went wide, heart thumping like a drum in your chest, "You...you're in love with me?"

He nodded, looking down at his shorts, "I am. These past two years, getting to know you...well, I never really considered the idea of love. But finding you changed that. We're so alike, but also different in ways that complement each other. If that makes sense, I'm not sure it does."

"It does," you smiled slowly, looking out over the water. "And that's really sweet. No one's ever said something so sweet to me before."

"Really? I find that hard to believe, you're so pretty and cute."

Cue the blush, "Yeah, well, I didn't really like anyone before you," you admitted. "Never paid attention to men much, until you barged into my life." You laughed. "You've made me feel so welcome, so comfortable, so happy. You've given me a sense of peace after what happened, and I'm so thankful to you for that. You saved me in more than one way, Ace, and I'm madly in love with you for it."

Your confession took a bit of time to register in his head, but once it did he was smiling goofily and grasping your hand in his. You rested your head on his shoulder, smiling as the two of you spent the whole night holding hands, watching the ocean, and - your favourite part - sharing many heartfelt, intimate kisses.

You were eternally grateful to and for Ace, the man who'd saved you without your permission but eventually earned your heart.

[spacexseven]

tunaaaaa I've been reading ur Childe Thing sooo much that I've been thinking of I Love Amy aus nonstop. its a problem. in honor of bsd s4 im gonna rapid fire a couple out for the Bsd Boys!

lets talk dazai. I feel like this could go a lot of ways with him. like, if its ada dazai, you probably don't really get the sense that something is kinda off with him until you're a bit too deep to back out. he seemed so sweet when you first met- fuckin weird, but sweet! no harm in trying to help him win over a crush, right? for pm dazai, you obviously know hes fucked in the head the second you meet him, so you agree to help him out of a fear of what he might do to you if you dont rather than a sense of altruism. either way, its kinda hard to notice him getting a little overly-attached to you just cuz of how naturally obnoxious and clingy he is. even if he starts to escalate you might not get it cuz hes pretty fast and loose about LITERALLY kidnapping you and tying you up in his apartment/mafia holding cell right off the bat (gets very pouty about you "ignoring" him). doesnt help that hes so out of touch with his own emotions he probably doesn't even know he has a thing for you for a whiiile. trust me tho, being nice to him and taking care of him when hes sick or injured WILL wear him down. you'll only kind of get it when you try to give him some new pointers on his crush and he seems to just get? annoyed? mutters something about you talking about someone else while you're SUPPOSED to pay attention to HIM. or when he keeps being weirdly affectionate with you in full view of X when hed usually forget you exist as soon as he sees them. or you woke up chained to a chair (again) but this time hes perched in your lap and scolding you about avoiding your "boyfriend" before shoving his lips against yours. couldve been any of these occasions really.

cant BELIEVE I didn't think of gogol the first time I talked about this this is almost EXACTLY what yes doing to sigma rn. when this fuckin 6'2 clown terrorist traps you against a wall and starts questioning about why you were talking to "his darling", you are 10000% sure you're gonna die. almost gives you whiplash how fast his tone changes once you convince him you have NO interest. all smiles all of the sudden, picks u up under the armpits like a cat to right ur posture and pats you on the head, declaring that you will be his magicians assistant for a while! you do not have a say in this, if you'd like to keep your skin. while you feel bad about aiding and abetting this stalking case, you get the sense that hes. not ever gonna actually make a move. kinda just Wants To Stalk. goes on about how he cant let himself be tied down like that (whatever that means). he does talk about just murdering his darling a lot but you've managed to convince him that thats unnecessary baggage connecting them to him so hopefully that keeps him sated until his goldfish-esque attention span finally moves him onto a new target. and it does! the problem is that its you. I think that once he realizes he likes you, he's just gonna vanish. poof gone. hes had a lot of fleeting obsessions with ill-fated darlings before, but youre something new. hes never actually gotten to know someone before! ugh. hes caged by his feelings for you, but the despair hed feel from killing you would be a cage all its own! frustrating!!!!! maybe if he just leaves and never thinks about you ever again this'll just go away like all of his other crushes. doesnt work. expect him back in a month, snuggling into your neck and babbling inane about having missed you. he tied you up again so youre just gonna have to let him do that. its fine youre used to this with him.

really wanted to do this with chuuya and fyodor too but im scared of them being OOC help me.

- 🩹

omg so this turned out to be Very Long :O quick context for any1 who is unfamiliar w i love amy—it's a webtoon (highly recommend btw) where the yandere character starts to fall for her 'target/rival' instead of her initial love interest. for more info + the childe version, check out this post.

cw: yandere characters (dazai, fyodor, nikolai), stalking, kidnapping, imprisonment, obsessive behavior, threats of violence to reader. (this whole post came off a little silly instead of serious But mind the cws anyway!)

this is best read with a male reader (to keep it consistent w i love amy) but there's no pronouns used or descriptions for reader, so do as you like. also, reader makes morally questionable decisions :>

(pm) dazai is to be avoided at all costs. that was the rule you put down for yourself after witnessing one of his very public threats to some poor pedestrian who had bumped into him. the dramatic coat, the blank expression, the natural ease with which he handled the weapon in his hand—everything about him was just...alarming.

however, despite all your efforts, he's obstructed your path home with a deadly glare and a hand in his pocket.

according to dazai, he did not appreciate your recent conversation with X, (as he claimed, they were too popular to spare most people more than a few friendly greetings—so why were you having a full-fledged conversation with them?) who were you, even, to get in his way? you sputter out some excuse, some explanation as to why he misunderstood the situation and it was all just work-related, and fortunately, he seems convinced, at least enough to relax his hold on you and shift the blaring malice in his stance to something less frightening.

obviously, you couldn't refuse when he offers you what he calls a mutually beneficial proposition. you help him get closer to X, and he won't kill you! win-win, don't you think?

the thing about dazai, you soon learn, is that despite the murderous energy he gives off, he's painfully annoying, more so than frightening. it almost feels like you're dealing with an obnoxious child, with how he's constantly whining and tugging at your sleeve and complaining about how useless you're being.

and it also makes you wonder if he's ever really had a friend, because he's got some strange expectations for you. he's all too possessive, too paranoid, and expects you to be perfectly fine with it. you consider telling him that he's not supposed to hold you hostage every time he thinks you're spending "too much time with someone else", but after the 4th attempt, you've understood that there was no getting to him. at least he stopped with the threats to your other friends (well, he promised you that he'd stop), and that seemed like the only thing he was willing to compromise on. he doesn't ease up on the breaking-into-your-room-to-visit-you stunt, either, especially when you're "ignoring him". despite all that, maybe out of some form of pity, you still help him out. you drop off food when he's sick and try to explain that imprisonment is not the key to a healthy relationship. you hang out with him even if you're terrified of all the mafioso you come across when you visit the hq with him, and after all of it, you're mostly convinced that he wasn't going to kill you anytime soon. in fact, the two of you seemed to be building an unusual friendship.

but when he comes to visit you one day when you're sick and actually knocks on the door and texts you beforehand, you tell him that this would be the best way to approach X if he ever hears that they're sick. though you're expecting some excitement, or some self-satisfaction for improving a little, instead of looking excited, dazai looks frustrated. for the first time, he looks genuinely...upset. and when he asks you why you can't appreciate that he was looking out for you and not X, you're left at a loss for words. you're not sure if this was a sign that he was starting to learn not to cross your boundaries or a warning that he was beginning to like you a little too much

and things only get stranger. he becomes more observant, asks you more questions about yourself rather than X, and even starts holding your hand in full view of X. when you mention that X was really looking forward to a new movie coming out and that he should try to ask them out, he gets upset by your suggestion, grumbling about you paying more attention to X and only caring about them instead of asking him if he wants to see the movie with them. so, unsure of how to respond, you echo his question. he beams at you and happily declares that he only wants to watch the movie with you.

somewhere along the line, it happened that dazai himself started to realize just how much he liked you, and he spirals out of control. the already overwhelming physical contact turns more intimate, with dazai holding your hand at every possible moment, pressing himself as close to you as humanely possible without squeezing the air out of you, and sitting on your lap whenever the opportunity presents itself. he stops responding to anything that isn't an endearing pet name and introduces himself as your boyfriend. X seems to be eradicated from his mind, as well as anyone that wasn't you, though it feels as though you're the only one that has a problem with this change. dazai takes to it naturally, seamlessly inserting himself into your life.

"what's wrong?" dazai's sprawled across your lap with the biggest grin on his face, the remote in your hand long ripped away by him, "come give your boyfriend a kiss~"

you've...heard of fyodor. it was more overhearing whispers shared between people, but the mention of his name seemed to intrigue everyone who heard it. you've heard that he was a mysterious man who walked into the city one day and never left, and you've heard that he was the owner of an expensive casino. you've even heard that he had a tendency to stand on top of rooftops at night, but you've heard tons of variations and rumors. one statement, however, rang true in everyone's ears.

fyodor dostoevsky was taken with X.

that was putting it lightly—obsession was exactly what it was. though X was clearly unaware of what was being said, because, as they assured you one day while you walked out with them, fyodor was just a friend! and he was a very interesting guy, with some strong beliefs. he wasn't some criminal mastermind! all he did was keep to himself. and that, as they confidently declared, wasn't a crime.

but you had reason to not believe X, after all, it wasn't them at the receiving end of a laser focused gaze and a creepy smile. (it scared you so much that you ran home and ordered a burglar-proof lock for your door the same night) and it also wasn't them who sat down across from you while you were having your breakfast in the café nearby. anyone would have been better than who it was.

"hello," fyodor waves a fork at you, his fingers positioned gracefully on the silver cutlery (and of course, you think bitterly, he was evil and beautiful. just your luck), "i hope you can spare me a few minutes."

he wasn't asking, but you melted at his soft tone. for all people loved to talk about him, why hadn't they mentioned how hard it was to take your eyes off him? awkwardly, you take another bite of your food, nodding at him.

he asks you about X, though it's more of an interrogation disguised as casual conversation. he easily waves around his fork, smiles at you with an unnerving expression, and stares at you a little too long. by the end of it, your food is finished and his fork is placed neatly back onto the table and you've sustained no injuries. better yet, he finally seems to have (reluctantly) removed your name from his hit list.

what you weren't expecting was for him to start seeking you out. you get strange looks when fyodor waits outside your workplace with an umbrella—your umbrella—leaving you with no choice but to walk with him unless you wanted to get home soaked. he lists off X's habit and asks you to add on to his list, ignoring your reply of "that's just creepy". he tells you that he wants to respect X's privacy by not using cameras to spy on them so will you answer him or should he use the cameras? and what else could you do then?

at the very least, he didn't seem serious about attempting to kidnap or imprison X. he seemed fascinated by them, if anything. like he was...studying them. being with him wasn't as bad as you'd though, no matter how much you hated to admit it, despite the foundation of this friendship was built on how amusing he found X. if he was in a particularly good mood, he'd even offer to help you out with your struggles in the pursuit of love. his ideas, however, were all sure to land you behind bars with a retraining order to boot. when you voiced your opinion to him, he only smiled and told you that he knew a thing or two about breaking out of a prison cell, much like he was recalling upon a fond memory.

the only good thing about this strange arrangement was that fyodor was really nice to look at. there was something mesmerizing about his every action, even the slight quirk of his lips or the way his hair fell on his forehead. the ease with which he slipped on his hat (which, by the way, what was with all his not-weather-appropriate clothing? was he not sweating?), and the commanding air around him. so while he spoke seriously about X and his distaste for most of the human population, you tuned him out and focused on admiring his pretty eyes and how his lips wrapped around his fork and—ugh, you were starting to sound as creepy as him. but honestly, you had a feeling he already knew that you found him attractive. fyodor was far too good at reading people, far too perceptive to let something as obvious as your attraction to him slip.

your mistake was foolishly believing that you'd be safe as long as you didn't act on those feelings.

it felt strange, however, when he started reaching your usual table first, having already asked for your go-to meal and watching with thinly veiled delight as you stared down at the hot plate. and it's your coworkers now that get stared at, your friends who get the silent threat of a fork pressed against smooth skin, and you that everyone whispers that fyodor dostoevsky is taken with.

the meaning behind his increasingly strange behaviour doesn't really hit you, not until you've bumped into X again, who you haven't seen around in a while.

"i see that you and fyodor are becoming good friends now," they grin, "i'm almost jealous of how quickly you warmed up to him."

long fingers reach to caress your cheek before a perfectly poised hand places itself on your shoulder. fyodor's unmistakable voice replies in your stead.

"we're friends? is that what you've heard?" fyodor dips his head down to lock eyes with yours, "why don't you correct them about that, darling?"

you should have trusted sigma when he told you that nikolai gogol was bad news. as he clarified, so bad that, coincidentally, the ministry of justice hq was moved away at least by two states when nikolai came to visit.

but how were you to know that he was in love with one of your acquaintances? and how were you to know that his idea of love was this frightening? just when you were making your way back after a lukewarm conversation about work with X, you were slammed up against the wall by a person with a top hat and a coat and an honestly terrifying expression. then nikolai, as he later introduced himself, started grilling you with questions, ruthlessly asking about why you were with X and why did they smile at you and where does your family live, after which he happily told you about his many previous experiences with torture and how he would love to show you.

you're not sure what convinced him to let you go, whether it was your trembling legs or your teary promises that you had no interest in X in that way, but here you were now—alive, terrified, and offered the position of 'magician's assistant' (though the magician himself refused to tell you why the position was open for so long) and all it took to land the increasingly strange job was to talk to X and listen to nikolai threaten to torture you in graphic detail.

(among all the crazy people you had seen around here—that so-called 'world's best detective' who snatched your bag of candy right from your hands, that other person who started doing push-ups in the middle of the road, and someone giggling holding a bag of lemons by the port—you thought that nikolai definitely fit right in. not that you were going to tell him that)

while the position wasn't exactly what you wanted, nor were you too keen on spending more time around nikolai, something about the glint in his uncovered eye and the hand gripping your shoulder told you that you really wouldn't want to reject his offer. contrary to what you may have assumed, assisting nikolai only meant becoming a partner to his criminal activity, which revolved around stalking X, talking to them to find out all the information nikolai can't get by stalking them, and stalking them even more to find out any more details that neither of you could get. (you've considered helping out as much as you can, leaving hints in the form of obscure drawings of nikolai and danger symbols, but later, when you catch sight of X waving to him, you realize the message did not come across the way you intended it to)

fortunately for them, (and for you. at least now, you won't be behind bars for assisting in abduction) nikolai seems to have no interest whatsoever in pursuing them any further. sure, he keeps books filled with information about X, and buys their favorite drink alongside his order, but he doesn't seem to want to do anything more.

while you could care less about why he does whatever he's doing, already chalking it all up to the fact that he was off his rockers, nikolai decides to enlighten you all the same. when he excitedly rambles on and on about freedom and feelings and why X must now die, you pretend to listen, never actually telling him that nothing he said made any sense to you. still, after insisting that he won't be very free behind bars either and that if he really didn't want to be tied down by his feelings, he should actually distance himself from them instead, it appeared that you finally got him to understand, and he hesitantly agreed to listen.

for the most part, everything is great after that. your life returns to normal, with no top hat wearing, cane wielding magician in the vicinity, and no more having to invade someone's privacy. and it was great! really! even if it was a little bit boring without nikolai's spontaneous plans (maybe that time in the amusement park was pretty fun, even if the only reason you had to go was because X was going there with someone else, much to nikolai's horror). there was something both unsettling and addictive about the crazy adventures nikolai swept you on, though it was for the best that he disappeared.

but then nikolai came back…acting a little odd.

his clinginess and a sudden desire for physical affection set off alarms in your head, though he acted like this was perfectly normal. at first, you told yourself that this must be some new jealousy plot—maybe he got this idea from a tv show he watched over his 'break', but he hadn't asked you if you wanted to be part of this ploy (not that he ever did, really).

and your suspicions only grew when he refused to let up on the act, holding onto you as if his life depended on it. his trips with you became increasingly frightening, and his grip on you increasingly tighter. he takes his new position by your side, not at all focused on X anymore, and instead observes you with the same look that was fixated on X not too long ago.

it only hits you that you've become his new target when you find yourself tied up to a chair, with him seated right in front of you with his face up to yours. the exact scenario you convinced him not to put X through.

"your advice sucks, by the way," he pouts, "i tried staying away but i couldn't stop thinking of you! don't be too upset, alright? we can have even more fun now that we're together!"

[iknaenmal]

tell me about ur new hyperfixation babe

YES THANK YOU OH MY GOD

OKAY. OKAY LETS SEE

theres. well theres this baby who is satans son. and theres also crowley everyone say hi crowley. okay so theres also two demons and actually you know what ill talk about crowley and aziraphale sorry i have been thinkijg about them nonstop for the past four days.

OKAY LETS SEE. (this time for real) crowley and aziraphale have been best friends for like. 6000 years i think? well. more like "best friends" with quotation marks idk if you get what i mean. like uhh off the top of my head i can remember two scenarios. one time aziraphale was. i dont remember where probably england ig. and he said ohh id love to eat some crepes!!!! and he went to paris bc apparently the only good crepes are made there. i think i should also mention that the french revolution was happening then. and so aziraphale went there all dapper and . well french people were decapitating members of nobility and they thought aziraphale looked a lot like an aristocrat. so they caught him and were going to decapitate him but then crowley appeared and saved him. i just mainly thought the crepes thing was funny tbh

AND THEN THE OTHER THING I REMEMBER. well there was a church. and. okay there were a lot of things happening there lets see. i honestlt dont remember exactly what was happening there but umm. aziraphale was hired by some guys to get all the prophetic books he could find including the. the nice and accurate prophecies of agnes nutter which he couldnt find. so turns out those two guys were actually umm. members of a mafia iirc? probably not but something like that. and they well they threatened to kill him for some reason. but aziraphale had been working with some random woman who came to help him. but turns out the woman was also a member of the midnight crew mafia and threatened to kill him as well. oh how the turn tables. BUT suddenly crowley appeared and was walking in quite a goofy manner bc the uhh. christian power of the church burned his feet or something. so well he introduced to the mafia guys and then he said oh yeah btw theres a missile coming right here and the guys were like wtf are you talking about they were gonna throw it somewhere else and oh rhis is confusing let me use quotation marks. so crowley said "yeah it would be very unlucky if it was thrown here. wink wink" and they were like "ummm i dont think what youre saying is true" and crowley said "ok i dont really care. also if the missile was thrown here my good friend aziraphale and i would die as well isnt that fun. we would need a miracle to survive to that. wink wink" so suddenly there was a missile and it exploded but crowley and aziraphale survived. bc of a miracle. probably bc aziraphale is an angel and can do that kinda stuff. and aziraphale is v thankful of that but then remembers the books which were rly important bc they were the first editions of those books. and crowley pulled out the suitcase the books were in from under a boulder and gave it to aziraphale. romantic music starts as aziraphale watches crowley walk away. flutters my eyelashes and i let out a dreamy sigh

Ok im gonna cut it here bc this is rly long but i think its pretty clear that im normal about them. completely normal

[the-firebird69]

We are in receipt of several threats from the morons in the neighborhood. They are continuously delivering them here nonstop and have for around 20 years. And we understand what they're doing but we also understand they need to leave. It happened in California but it was happening in China and before that it was happening at Bechtel a little bit then it started to increase from Bechtel forwards and that cast of characters has been following our son around bothering him and they keep saying he turned us into the cops and stuff like that no they're not mentioning at all 'cause they had him do it and they're trying to use it to go after the clan is there AFBI in the clan was CIA and it caused a problem for all of them and it kept getting worse and worse and it's getting worse now and they are not stopping so he looked into it for years what they're up to and it doesn't look like anything all that creative they're being **** thinking they're gonna get what they want if they're a solid **** so we're saying we've been around for a long time and people are trained and we don't want to listen to you and shut your mouth we're gonna kill you and they say no so we find them and kill them and they still won't shut up and we know what it is and we trace it and we're going after the max we're producing most of it and they're nuts and now people should see what it is but these bird brains can't seem to figure it out. So I don't wanna deal with it anymore this is the last straw this is way too big for people to fluff off and they're just people who wanna bl.... and they're just people who wanna blow everybody up and they're useless so let's all get together and meet and decide how to get rid of these jerks.

Thor Freya

they Or attack you get the caverns is far too slow and they they don't have any plans to verify the information we came out or to attack more. Even Tommy F is just sitting back and smiling saying that's nice and he's he's a ****. I want to compete anymore they just want to win 'cause they've been doing work or something and you don't work for us you work for yourself.

...

We have to verify the information first and we haven't done that it's quite outlandish no it's preposterous no it's intriguing and very informational and really if this is what it is it makes sense with the max you're doing they're trying to ride at a terrifying level. Trouble ascertaining the information and we're having trouble circulating it is a very difficult job this is what they're hiding and this is their best and biggest secret.

tommy f

And we don't think that he is being forthright. They're talking about Jupiter and Saturn and it is with the max are talking about about who is in Saturn and who's on Jupiter and they just can't figure it out and how is our son supposed to know. And they keep blabbing about him just like these losers and they're gonna run this maneuver to try and kidnap our people to gain power and get power back and that's what they're trying to hide. So we put stuff out there so people will fight the max and they're gonna try to run their move and it's not gonna go that well and they're gonna say you want us to fight a few people over something you found and it's going on now.

Thor Freya

So it is respected what I said a little bit and we are checking it out and getting into it and we probably should .

tommy f

no way yoiu think

justin

this is rude sh here this sh is rude too big and bulky fast and powerful slick and mean no way man and jupiter im out if this is what it is and john r y ou can leed lol hahaha a joke ok thats why i hand it to you you scum

mac daddy

its not my fault i was forced here by the macs and yeh they say saw it earlier and were hit. and this is what it is

john r

so what your a moron told all. we all die not just macs. you spoiled shit leave him alone means that

mac daddy

so what i die all the time and am suicidal nobody can tell but him and he is alone and sad and we are mean as hell this is it all we die now away with us they say no we sit and stay. move him if we have to

john r

and yeh ok you blow too

mac daddy

youi out

billium

now

ken

we meanit

justin

face the music ok sept 22

mac proper

you fn suck john r admit it you blow thinigs ruin them and yours are doomed possibly no your family and clan die and forever due to you you su ck ok

Thor Freya

and deep and you miss it you stuck to him and hate him wont let him otu of a thing and are an animal wesee him hit you...yeh but not physically and you pull us down no more

allicia tricia sarah

out now pig

bammens meaning trump and you dave you shit head

fu all we die here fighting you thn

dave good bammens

it is al fine and dandy but we need out of this. we are not that bad no. and we are trying to be ok

trump

Olympus

[mp100fanworkstranslation]

God Help the Girl -Part 1/2-

By Rubato This book was published in 2017. Currently out of print.

Chapter 1: The Guard

Good Morning

Every day is the same. A black and gray world.

This same man is always amongst the morning crowd, his hair is unusual. An interesting shiny brass in the morning sunlight.

I only started seeing him in April of this year, so I suspect he’s new. His eyes are always dull. The dead-eyed look of a souless job. Not that different from me really. 

Guard: Good Morning

Very few ever respond when I greet them at the door. 

Reigen: Good Morning

But this man would always looks at me and replies. 

7:39 and 17 seconds. Guard looks at watch as Reigen swipes his card key.

I don’t know when it started, but I came to look forward to seeing him every morning. Something interesting to look forward to in this otherwise dull job. 

Guard looks at staff key card records. The man who entered the building at 7:39:17

Found it. Reigen Arataka. Don’t know what the Kanji is for his name.

I’ve been a very reserved person since I was little. I’m not a very emotional. I’ve never really held an interest in anything in particular, or taken an interest in anyone. 

Gotten in plenty of fights as a student. I never start them, I was always just called in to help finish them. I don’t like violence, I don’t hate it either. I just go with the flow. 

After highschool, I drifted around from one job to another, often ended up working with some shady dangerous types. 

Even then, it was more of the same. A largely empty person in a mostly dull life.  I don’t expect anything to change. That’s my life I guess.

I’ve been working at this office for god-knows-how-long when I first saw this guy. 

-Lunchtime-

Older Guard: Hey

Guard: How are you?

Older Guard: So uh, I’m sorry to ask, but could you take over my night shift tonight?

Guard: sure

Older Guard: What?! Really?! Thank you! That’ll really help me. So, I’ll take your morning shift tomorrow then.

Guard: No, you don’t need to, I can work my own shift.

Older Guard: Um....well... 

He’s walking around the office at night and notices that one of the rooms still has the light on.

Guard: I’m sorry, but I need you to leave so I can lock up. 

There’s a guy collappsed over his desk. Guard: Oh... Oh god....

He imagines a news paper headline “Karoshi: Employee dies during the night”

(Japanese office workers occasionally die at work. This is common enough that it has it’s own term “Karoshi” People will spend days at the office, working nonstop, chasing deadlines until their bodies give out. )

Upon closer look the guy is breathing.

Guard: He’s asleep

Touches hair Guard: I touched it.

Reigen: nnnnnngh

Guard: Sir, the building is closed.

Reigen: OH NO I FELL ASLEEP! I..Im so sorry, Give me a minute, I need to gather my things.

Guard: Uh, take you time. It’s fine. 

Reigen is escorted to the elevator by security. While they’re waiting for the elevator, Reigen asks: Hey, I see you every morning at the door. 

Guard: ah yes

Reigen: So are you gonna be there tomorrow morning too?

Guard: Yes

Reigen: Wow you work really hard

Guard: yeah Well, alright, I need to move on and check the next floor. I’ll leave you here. 

Reigen: Thank you. Sorry for the trouble.

Guard: You haven’t been looking well recently, don’t overwork yourself. 

Reigen: Thank you. It’ll all be over tomorrow, and I’ll finally have a chance to rest.

Guard: ?

Reigen: I’ll be leaving now, thank you. 

Reigen walks out. The caption on the guard says he’s very happy, even though his face has a flat expression. 

Didn’t think I’d get to interact with him more. Maybe it’s worth staying at this job a little longer. Just think about it that’s all.

As the guard is thinking this, the background comic images show Reigen sticking his resignation letter into his bag.

Guard: Good Morning

Reigen: Thanks for your help last night.

Guard: GOOD MORNING

Reigen: You don’t have to yell. 

Guard: I hope you got some good rest. Reigen: I left just in time to catch the very last bus last night. You saved me. 

Guard: that’s good. 

Reigen: Actually, today I’m...(he gets interrupted)

Coworker: Reigen! I was looking for you!

Reigen: Sen...Senpai!

Coworker: I can’t find the data report you were supposed to transfer over. I hope you didn’t shred it. 

The guard tips his hat at him as Reigen is pulled away

Guard: Alright, I’m headed out

Older Guard: Okay, thanks again for covering my shift

He leaves. A while later Reigen comes by.

Reigen: Hey

Reigen: Where’s the other guard? the guy that’s at the door every morning....

Older guard: Oh, he finished his shift and went home. 

Reigen: I see. I’m sorry but could you please......

Guard: Didn’t sleep last night. Guess I’ll go home and take a nap. 

His phone rings. 

Ah... hello?

Yes, it’s me. It’s been a while. Do you have a minute?

Sure 

I have a job for you

Yeah?

It’s a security contractor for a facility on the outskirts of the city.  It’s some kind of government thing or some kind of corporate research lab.  I don’t have a lot of details, but either way, you’d need security clearance. 

We just need some discreet people that wont open their mouths. I think it’s a good fit for you. 

I’m sorry, but I’m busy with my current job. 

Is that so? Well the pay for this position is very nice. I can pull some strings andf offer you a cash advance if you were to accept. Please think about it. 

He hangs up

Thinks: Nah, I’m good, I’m looking forward to seeing him again. 

-The Next Day-

Employee: Oh god I’m late!

Guard thinks: I didn’t see Mr. Reigen today. He’s never missed work. Did something happen? 

Older guard: Oh hey, I’ve got something for you.

Guard: huh? Energy drinks and a card for the lobby coffee shop? The card has “Take care of yourself!” written on it.

Older guard: The guy with the light hair left them for you. He said it was too much trouble to take this stuff home, so he said you could have them.

He walked out with a box, I think he quit.

Oh, I see.

Life was dull once again, like it had been before.

TO BE CONTINUED

“God help the Girl“ is an odd title, but it’s actually a song from 2017 when this was first written. It’s about a person working a day to day job just to pay the bills. Their life is so mundane and dull that only supernatural or divine force will make it something different.  

This comic is an attempt to explain why Ekubo always possesses that one guard in fanworks. 

[ssamie]

eight. “nakahara chuuya”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide and mild violence

masterlist.         suicide freak!

instead of eating out with the team, her lovely afternoon turned into a not-a-date-but-kinda with chuuya 

"yaknow, chuuya.. you haven't changed at all" she commented. she twirled her straw around the glass of her milkshake as she briefly glanced at chuuya from across her 

"hah?! what's that supposed to mean??" chuuya exclaimed angrily 

"i've always wondered about this" she hummed "but where do you get your embarrassing hats?" she asked 

chuuya clicked his tounge as he angrily sipped on his milkshake. "say what you want, vogabond" he said 

"i bet you're still going on and on about suicide despite your age, aren't ya?" chuuya sneered 

"yeah" she nodded 

he sighed and leaned back on his chair. "atleast pretend to deny that" he said 

she sighed and leaned back as well. "what are we doing here, chuuya?" she asked with a huff  "im guessing it's not a date. well, unless it is, then-" 

"shut up! it's a not a goddamn date!" chuuya snapped 

she chuckled and threw her hands up in mock surrender. "chill out, chuuya" she cooed  "and not like i'd care anyways." she muttered "im still chasing after a certain pudding head so i'd rather this be a little reunion, if anything." 

chuuya's scowl softened at her words. his brows nit together as he blinked dumbfoundedly at her. 

"you love someone?" he asked, uncharacteristically quiet. 

"i wouldn't say love" she shrugged "more like close friends, im currently convincing him to commit a double suicide with me" 

"oh." chuuya mumbled 

she rested her elbows on the table and placed her chin on her hands. "why did you find me, chuuya." she asked, but with her tone it was more of a demand for the answer��

chuuya didn't reply but simply crossed his legs over the other. he chuckled lowly and leaned in closer to her face. "im here to take you down." he whispered "you and your agency may have fooled and escaped from akutagawa, but not me." 

chuuya grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head closer, so that their noses were touching. 

"im your old partner, after all" he smirked 

"indeed you are" she smirked back 

chuuya grinned, mischief in his eyes as he roughly pulled her head back and tilting it to the left. he then leaned in and whispered something in her ear. 

"what the fuck?" kenma muttered in disbelief 

"old partner?" kuroo muttered in confusion 

a few of the boys, specifically kenma, kuroo, yaku, lev, and yamamoto, were hiding at the other side of the cafe. they were seated by the farthest booth covered by a huge plant, trying to spy on the two. thanks to chuuya's loud voice, they were able to hear bits of the conversation. 

"maybe they were lovers?" lev suggested with an innocent smile on his face 

"who even is he?" yamamoto asked in a whisper 

"well, he could be an ex boyfriend or a friend, we wouldn't really know" yaku said with a sigh 

"he has a point" kuroo sighed "we don't really know anything about her, if you think about it" 

"we don't know what she was doing or who she was with before this" 

"whatever, just shh!" yamamoto shushed him 

"ah! i think he looked at me for a quick second" lev shuddered nervously 

"what?? he saw you??" yaku asked frantically "that's because your head is almost touching the fucking ceiling! get down!" 

"he's looking this way!" yamamoto whisper shouted 

"shut up, yamamoto! you're too obvious!" 

chuuya grumbled as he met eyes with the boys. he briefly glared at them before averting his eyes back to the girl. "those brats are watching us. tch" he said 

"i know" she shrugged nonchalantly. "though, i would advise you not to hurt them" she chuckled

chuuya smirked and stared her down tauntingly. 

"or what?" 

"i'll kill you." 

"ah, i see.." she hummed "you led me here to fight, is that it?" she looked around the deserted alleyway he brought them to. 

chuuya clicked his tounge and nodded in response. 

"well, i appreciate it" she chuckled "i wouldn't want kenma to see such violence" 

"stop babbling about that kenma and fight me!" chuuya scowled as he ran towards her, throwing punches which she dodged. just as he was about to hit her, she grabbed his arm and punched him in the stomach, making him cough out his saliva. 

"you call that a punch?!" he exclaimed as he swung his fist straight to her stomach, sending her back until she hit the wall. 

"it doesn't even count as a massage." chuuya sneered "get up." he scoffed

she sighed and lifted herself up from the ground, stretching her arm and wincing in slight pain. "geez, i thought my blocking arm would get torn off" she said with a soft chuckle 

"she predicted my moves.." chuuya whispered to himself 

"we've known each other for a long time, chuuya. i know everything about you, your moves, your pacing." she said 

"i wouldn't have been a proper partner if not, right?" she said with a teasing smile

"tch" chuuya scowled and threw a punch at her again. 

she groaned in pain as his fist made contact with her cheek. "why are you so weak?" chuuya asked. just before she could fall back, he caught her by the neck, pushing her back against the wall and squeezing hard on her throat. 

"the y/n i know would never be cornered down this fast, this easily." he narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "what're you plotting in that head of yours" 

she didn't answer but simply smirked as his grip on her throat tightened. 

"answer me or i'll kill you!" chuuya exclaimed "right here, right now!"

"no you won't." she stated with a carefree smile "after all, i am a former mafia executive. and a current traitor, as you all see me." she chuckled "my execution for those reasons would be the council's desicion"

she smirked as chuuya's expression morphed into one of conflict and distress 

"if you do kill me before that decision without permission, your act will be considered as betrayal" she said "you'll be punished, or worse, executed" she cooed 

"and if i overlook all of those and kill you, you'll still be happy since you still managed to die." he scowled 

she smiled and waved her hand about. "yeah, so go ahead. cmon!" 

chuuya scoffed as she simply continued to pester him. 

"coommmee ooonnnnn~" 

chuuya didn't answer but simply stabbed a dagger straight to the wall beside her head. the blade managed to graze her cheek, letting a lone drop of blood travel down her skin up to the bandages on her neck. 

she chuckled as she watched him stomp off in irritation. "oh, you're not going to?" 

"chuuya driven out of the organization because of me had a nice ring to it too" she laughed 

"shut up." he scowled 

she plucked the blade out of the concrete wall and waved it around with a teasing look on her face.  "well then, aren't you gonna walk me back like a proper gentleman? ~" she cooed 

"like hell i will!" he snapped back. he sighed and turned back around, continuing to make his way out of the deserted alleyway. 

"just shut your mouth and get outta here, you ass" he said as he lazily waved his hand in goodbye. 

"i'll try to find a man or woman willing to kill themselves next time" he said 

in an instant, her eyes sparkled. she looked at his retreating figure with wide eyes and a look of delight. "chuuya!" she exclaimed  "i had no idea you were such a good person!" she said 

"that was my way of saying 'go to hell', idiot!" chuuya barked back 

"let me tell you this, y/n" he said "don't think this will be the end of it." 

"there will be no second chance!" he yelled 

she simply smiled fondly and shook her head "no, wrong!" she sneered "dont you think you're forgetting something?" she called out, making him stomp in anger 

"dont-you-think-youre-forgetting-something? ~" she sang out 

reluctantly, chuuya buckled his knees and pointed at her with a fake bashful look. "there will be no second chance!" he exclaimed in a higher pitched voice, imitating a girl. 

she didn't respond with the proper reply they agreed on, but simply looked at him with a blank smile. 

chuuya blinked back and repeated his words. 

"n-no second chance.. HEY YOU SHOULD BE LAUGHING!"

"well, he didn't walk me back after all" she sighed to herself. she was currently making her way back to the agency since kunikida has been calling her nonstop. the megane has been whining about her missing work, while atsushi was simply begging her to come back to keep kunikida calm

on her way back, she passed a convenience store, which had an annoyingly huge amount of people bickering infront of it. 

"oya?" she mumbled 

"what's happening- eh?" she sweat dropped upon seeing yamamoto arguing with a man 

she looked around to meet eyes with kenma, who looked like he wanted to anywhere else but there. kuroo noticed her too and smirked at his friend. "your lady's here, kyanma" he teased 

kenma looked at her, a look of impatience and discomfort present in his face. 

"good evening, everyone!" she greeted loudly 

this caused all three of the nekoma boys, and three of the huge muscular men to look her way. 

"what seems to be the problem here?" she asked with a nonchalant grin 

"oi. walk away quietly before we give you some trouble, girl." the man arguing with yamamoto scowled 

she simply side eyed him before looking back at kenma. "ken-ken, whyre you out so late?" she asked with a smile "i thought you had a new game you wanted to play" 

"well.. they won't let us go." kenma answered quietly, pointing to the men with a frown

she faced the men with an exaggerated pout "why are you bastards causing my pudding trouble, hm?" she asked in a scolding tone 

"y/n-chan.. you shouldn't provoke them" kuroo said with a nervous smile 

"hah?! you tryna act tough, lil girl?" the men laughed "these scoundrels have been loitering in our spot." one man scowled "so we came to teach them a lesson." he grinned maniacly as he lifted the hem of his shirt, showing the gun inserted in his pocket. 

"good grief." she sighed "another angsty gang. this is getting old" she whined  "last time i checked, you didn't own this store so these boys are free to stay here whenever they want" she said 

"and carrying a gun without a liscense is a major offense." she pointed to his pocket. 

she then pushed kuroo, kenma and yamamoto away. "but since you're so hell bent. we'll spare you the trouble." 

"good riddance~" she cooed at the men 

she pushed the nekoma boys by their backs, urging them to walk faster while yamamoto looked back to flip them off. 

"oi oi oi,, not so fast" the men laughed. one of them tugged her back by her arm, laughing once he saw the bandages and the cuts she had on her face from her previous fight with chuuya. 

"a girl like you tryna act tough is laughable. but since you're here, you might as well play nice and be our little toy" 

she grimaced and pulled her arm back, sending them a dirty look. 

"after all, it's pay back for giving us all a headache." he said with a smirk 

"oi! get your filty hands off y/n-chan!" yamamoto exclaimed angrily 

she looked back at him and smiled in gratitude, though she simply tucked her hands in her pockets and ignored them. 

"im afraid i won't be agreeing to your request." she scoffed "we'll be leaving now" she announced as she grabbed yamamoto and pulled kuroo and kenma along 

"get back here, you bastards!" the most bulky man reached out, trying to grab one of them. 

unfortunately for him, the person he manged to grab was kenma. 

"h-hey!" kenma shrieked, trying to pull his arm back 

she stopped in her tracks and immediately ran back to his aid. she pulled his other arm back and shielded him with her body. "hands off." she said with a dark look in her eyes. 

"you little-" the man was cut off as a fist came contact with his face. 

a loud and unnerving cracking and popping of bones could be heard as her fist rammed on his face. 

"my, my.." she cooed, holding her hand up as she watched the man stumble back on the ground. "normally i'd say i'd hate for this to resort in violence.. "

"but that would be a lie" she chuckled 

kuroo, kenma, and yamamoto gulped as they watched the fight ensue. "y-y/n-chan, let's just leave." kuroo says nervously "the guys have guns" he warned 

"correction. one of them has a gun." she said 

the two remaining men laughed at her claim and pulled out guns of their own. "don't get so cocky, little girl" 

she simply ignored them and continued speaking to kuroo, as if it were a normal conversation. "those two blockheads don't have a single bullet in theirs." she said nonchalantly 

the two men gulped as they laughed nervously. 

"only an idiot would point a revolver at someone without a single presence of a bullet in them." she laughed 

"ah, sorry kuroo-san! another correction. none of them have a utile weapon in hand" she chuckled 

kuroo cocked his head in confusion. "then what about him.." he pointed to the man on the ground 

the poor fellow who had to take a gruesome hit was still on the ground, sporting a broken nose and a missing tooth. 

"you see, stuffing a gun in your pocket is pretty stupid!" she scoffed "stupid, stupid stupid!" she taunted. she stuck her tongue out at them and pulled on her eye, teasing them like a child. 

"it'd be easy for the other person to grab it." she said "that being said.." 

she showed them the gun, hanging on her finger by the trigger guard. she smirked and pointed it at the bruised man, ignoring the other two as her finger grazed the trigger. 

"now.. tell me, mister." she cooed "are you the leader of this gang?" she asked 

"y-yes." the man answered reluctantly 

surprisingly, she didn't pull the trigger on him, but simply smiled in delight. "i see!" she exclaimed with a smile "well then, since you're the top dog, i'd say you should tell your little puppies to run off and leave my friends alone!" 

"i-" 

before he could utter another word, she pulled the trigger. but she didn't shoot him of course! she refuses to expose her friends to such inhumane acts. 

"good! im glad to hear that!" she cheered happily, a stupid and giddy grin forming on her lips. 

she thew the gun in a nearby canal and stuffed her hands back in her pockets. "if i see you bothering anyone else again," she trailed off, her grin faltering as an aloof expression loomed her features 

"i'll punch you twice and shoot you five times." 

but as quickly as she it had disappeared, her smile once again came to light. "well then, it's getting late.. bye-bye!" she waved at them 

the men took this as a signal to run, which they did. 

the three nekoma boys looked at each other with a horrified and hesitant expression before looking back at her. 

"y/n..?" kenma called out 

she turned around, her aura softening as her (e/c) orbs clashed with his honey hued ones. 

"well then, let's head home?" she said to them 

"uh.. we were-" kuroo cut himself off by clearing his throat. "we were heading to the train station!" 

"perfect! should i walk you there?" she asked them "the agency is a few blocks down the station so it should be fine" 

"y-y/n-chan!" yamamoto exclaimed "hm?" she hummed back questioningly "marry me!" yamamoto exclaimed, his eyes wide with a pink hue coating his cheeks 

"sorry, yamamoto-kun" she cooed "but marriage is the farthest thing i have in mind at the moment" 

she glanced at kenma, who was too busy silently hissing and glaring at yamamoto to notice even her 

"i do, however, have our double suicide in mind, kenma-kun" she said. kenma stopped with his cat-like hissing and looked at her. "oh.. is that so.." 

"mhm. well then, you all should head back!" she said “but kenma, you should stay with me!" she proposed 

"why?" kenma sweatdropped 

"we could have loads of fun back in my place! you'll love that, won't you?" she asked excitedly. she hugged his arm close and rested her head on his shoulder, thus making walking a bit hard for them, but she didn't mind. 

"no." 

"aww! we could share the bed, and have-" 

"oya oya~" kuroo cooed "am i hearing this correctly~" 

"y/n-chan!! marry me instead! I'd love to stay at your place!" yamamoto cried 

"ke-n-ma~ what do you say?" she cooed, blatantly ignoring yamamoto. kenma grumbled and looked away from them. he tried to pull his arm away from her, but failed. 

"how are you guys acting so normally?" he asked "are we not gonna talk about y/n just beating up some guy and firing a gun?" 

"nope!" she hummed 

"what we will talk about, however, is my proposal of staying at my place!" she whined "i could please you all night long-" 

"im walking away now." kenma announced as he pulled his arm from her and fastened his pace 

"wait! i was talking about games and movies!" she reasoned out with a laugh "kenma!" 

"i am walking away. goodbye." 

im so bad at writing fights smh 😔

[kawaii-kozume]

lityerses, sniffling: im not sick

y/n: but ur-

lityerses, sweating: NOT SICK

lityerses:

lityerses, passing out: ok maybe im a little sick

OKAY OKAY YES Sick!Lit!!!

Okay, look, I have Thoughts™ about his immune system(and the other ancients, like Calypso, Nico and Hazel lets be honest).

Actually, wait no, I am gonna talk about it now. SO he's from ancient Greece, okay? His body is literally unprepared for modern times and modern illnesses, okay? The first time he got sick, it was so bad and for a short while, Jo was genuinely afraid he was going to die because he was just that sick. (Of course he got Calypso and consequentially Leo, sick as well.) The next time was easier because his immune system handled it better.

Now's time for bulleted 'what he's like when he's sick' points:

He never admits to being sick until he's actively dying.

You can do everything in your power, but until he sees stars/is fainting, will not even utter the words "I don't feel good."

After he gets seen/wakes up, then he'll admit it. And ooohhh boy be prepared for nonstop puppy eyes.

This boy knows how to play you and everybody else in his vicinity. He's pouty, he tries not to be whiny but it doesn't always work, he wants cuddles but he doesn't want to get you sick.

It's not that he refuses to take medicine, he just genuinely forgets its a thing, okay? You try being exposed to all the long complicated names that you didn't even know existed and then remember you can take them as you want to(within reason).

You probably have to set alarms for him if he has to take antibiotics or steroids but that's okay bc then you can make sure he's getting lots of water too!

Thank you for sending in Sick!Lit!! Also, if anyone wants my full dissertation (/j) about the Old Crew's immune systems and development, let me know, because like I said, I have Thoughts™.

[ayyyoonohwhatimean]

highschool!boyfriend haechan

mode: fluff, comedy and a lot of bickering! 

haechan x reader! 

p.s.: hii it’s been a long damn time I haven’t written about nct-related kind of things lol anyways I hope you guys would like this one eventhough it’s quite long and I had so much fun writing it! haha I would appreciate it so much! happy birthday to lee donghyuck, our pride, our fullsun haechan! I love you. ♡ (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

ridin and rollin oh baby 

HELLLLOO MY NAME IS HAECHANN

first of all y all know haechan aka lee donghyuck 

such a pain in the ass jjsjsjs jk 

he would literally annoy you every second, every minute everytime hes with u 

bcus he loves u 

like he finds u cute he loves seeing reactions 

so u guys go to the same highschool and obviously classmates duh 

and imagine him in a smart highschool attire esp with his body proportion  and his hair up showing his forehead omg 

he would wait for u outside the school bcus u’re too slow jsjs

too slow too fasT 

but whenever ure done and is finally outside the school w him, he would hold your hand tightly and kiss ur knuckles as he swings ur arm

when he sees the other guys tryna check u out oof boy he snapped 

“what are u looking at she’s mine u flat ass”

oooFf

u guys aren’t seatmates but he’d literally push ur seatmate mark lee away so he can sit with u 

“get away im lee haechan aka y/n’s boyfriend” 

and whenever it gets cold and u fall asleep in the classroom he’d silently wrap ur body w his sweater or jacket 

hanging out at the canteen with the dreamies!! 

haechan would literally steal your food when you look away 

and out of anger and annoyance you’d pull his hair literally 

you guys would literally chase each other haha 

god hes so annoying 

but i love him 

btw hes such a bad influence 

you guys will be doing the baekhyun’s candy dance challenge in the school’s hallway!!

u’ve never ever skipped ur class in ur entire life until like u guys met and got closer im srs 

“duDe aren’t you bored? this class is so boring i might die lets sneak out together and ill buy u food” 

“shut up im trying to focus here dumbass” 

“u can’t tell me what to do” 

“im gonna get in trouble again if i follow all the things that u said wtf-”

“well u only live once oh come on please pls-” he replied back w his pouty lips and u know that kind of sad cute eyes 

“what food where” 

“um me cus im a snack-” 

“i bet u taste horrible-” 

“oh no i mean im a wholemeal and i bet u taste even more horrible” 

“right now im not even surprised if i have a damn high blood pressure bcus of u”, you replied to him 

“me too bcus u’re old”

the no ending bickering jsjs it’s a MUST 

he loves to pick a fight w u for no reason man I SWEAR TO GOD

no bickering, no haechan

no haechan, no life

bcus he thinks ure cute when ure about to explode and get upset 

omg remember when he talked about renjun being cute whenever they bicker and he makes him feel upset uwu

he be gettin all the attention skrrrttt skrt

but anyways u guys ended up skipping class and went to eat at ur favorite restaurant or whatevahh 

he attac but he also protec 

u guys went to his house after chillin and eating at the restaurant cus why nOt 

it’s normal sometimes u would spend ur time at his house or he’d come to ur house so that u guys can spend ur time together ehe 

spending time at his house with him is so much fun even his parents adore u 

his room would be filled w michael jackson’s songs, ur and his loud laughter, a lot of love and just pure affection uwu 

u guys would study together and help each other whenever one of u have trouble in understanding smthg, eat and even cook together eventho it’d be a mess, play games, listen to the playlist that he made for u, listen to his smooth  honey voice singing to u, dancing w just the two of u together like u guys are just vibin y knoww 

OH AND DOING DANCE COVERS TOGETHER TOO OMGGG

he might be a pain in the ass kind of boyfriend but deep inside his love for u is soooo deep u can’t even see 

he has this special soft spot for u but he doesnt rlly show it but its obvious most of the time lol 

“hi baby”

“im literally sitting beside u haechan” 

“hello my name is haechan” 

you giggled, “what’s up, baby?”

“um nothing but like have u ever thought about your weakness? do you even like exactly know what are some of ur actual weakness is?” he suddenly asked

“honestly yeah i do think about it a lot and yea i know what are some of my main weakness is it’s quite...a lot”

“what is it?” 

haechan pulls u closer into his arms till u guys are like in a cuddling position next to each other on his bed and then he plays w ur fingers w full of love as u continue

“hmm like um failing? like i can’t accept my own failures” u hold his hand while stroking it up and down gently 

he might be annoying and always love to tease u nonstop and like how u guys would bicker and everything 

BUT having a deep heart to heart conversation w him is the best 

he loves it and treasures it so much and so do u 

he’s very attentive and a genuine good listener, like when he listens to u, he ACTUALLY listens 

he knows when to be goofy and tease u and when to actually be serious 

“failures? baby, you’ve been doing great and working so hard especially in your studies! I can’t even do it like you and in fact you’re the smartest person I’ve ever met and known” 

you shrugged, “I mean yeah sure but like I feel like I’ve been lacking a lot especially in my maths! you know how I’ve always dreamed of studying actuarial science for my uni major and it’s rlly deadass tough-”

haechan then holds ur chin up so that u can look at him and he cups ur cheek as he looks at u softly 

“hey, if you fall, I also fall. I’m not letting you give up so come on what do u need help with ur maths? I can help and teach u” 

you chuckled as ur eyes met his eyes and sigh, “hey, thank you for existing, hyuck. really.” 

he smooches ur whole face and coos at u, “no problem, I’m ur fullsun” uwu 

haechan wants to go to the bathroom so he stands up from the bed before making his way 

“hey wait, wait a second, I have something to tell u before u go to the bathroom-”, you said trying to stop him 

he looks at you with a curiosity, “hm, what is it?” 

“your breath...smells kinda bad just now” 

i swear HE CANT STAND U HAHAHA U GUYS CANT EVEN STAND EACH OTHER 

he rolls his eyes showing his disbelieved facial expression, “i swear to god don’t even start you-” 

and thennnn it beginsss 

anyways u guys spent ur time together in his room that day with him teaching u maths in the topic that u had hard time understanding and solving it 

hes so good at teaching and explaining that u can’t help but to stare at him in awe 

“sTop checking me ouT” 

“wtf hyuck i aM noT” 

jamming to love again while studying together!!

after like half an hour, u guys wanna take a break and u wanna eat some snack so u go to the kitchen 

haechan wraps his arms around your waist as he snuggles his face into your neck, “I thought you want a snack” 

“babe, i’m trying to cut these oranges stop bothering me” you replied to him while struggling with cutting the oranges 

to be honest ure not really good with cutting fruits :’) but u love oranges 

ten can’t relate oops 

haechan watches u from behind with his arms still wrapping tightly around ur waist and stops u

“hMm wait hold up, who the heck cuts an orange like that-” 

“I-I actually am not really good at cutting fruits-”, you replied as u look at him

he giggles while shaking his head, “shut up you’re cute” 

he then proceeds to hold your hand and fingers holding the knife carefully as he stands still behind u and shows u the right way to cut the orange at the same time teaching u slowly too

isn’t he lovely made from love 

SOOO LETS MOVE ON WITH MOVIEEEE TIMEEE *drum rolls*

you guys would always end up watching the same movie haha

so the two of u lie beside each other on the couch w some of the snacks that u guys prepared at the kitchen 

cuddling is a must!!! 

he prefers to be the big spoon and u the smol spoon 

but when he doesn’t feel well or stressed out, you’d be the big spoon 

he loves to wrap his arms around your waist and just having your hand in his hand

he would kiss your knuckles and stare at u but as in like lovingly and admiringly 

he loves giving u smooches and lil kisses all over ur face eventho u might act disgusted but u love it too deep inside lol 

“hey, look at me” he whispers to u as he entangled his legs w urs 

“no” 

pls just look at him or else he’d make u suffer with his otteoke otteoke song aegyo 

anyways the movie got boring so u just get closer to him and lay your head on his shoulder while putting ur left arm around his waist tightly 

“hyuck baby, sing me a song”, you telling him 

“you’re my missing puzzle piece”, he starts singing softly in ur ears while playing with your hair gently using his delicate fingers 

you rub his cheek slowly as u admiring his tanned skin, the details on his face and his beautiful honey brown eyes 

then u fell asleep 

he pulls the blanket nearby the couch and wrap the blanket around the two of you tightly so warm like a tortilla 

haechan looks at u w that soft eyes for awhile and smile before closing his eyes

“7 days a week, I’ll always hover by your side”, he whispers lightly 

“hyuck” 

“huh-” 

“I love you”, you mumbled before going back to sleep 

“I love you too, idiot.” 

[jaeyunluvs]

boat confessions - john booker routledge imagine

a/n: i wrote this imagine for my lovely friend @teeenidlee i hope you guys like it too!! this is kinda long tho be ready

unedited cause i wrote this in the middle of the night lmao

second note: i added a pick up line where a boy that i met at a trip used that to charm me, i hope he doesn’t see this but thank you babe!! thank you for helping to gain my confidence :) i really hope he doesn’t sees this if he does, i’ll die from embarrasment hsfhsdh

disclaimer: i don’t own the characters lololol ! english is not my first language, i may have mistakes! please let me know if do! :)

warnings: none i guess :) im a slut for fluff

gif credits: netflix - outer banks

You were going back. You were turning back to Outer Banks. You had to move because your parents were divorced. Your mom moved to California, which you had to move out with her, but your dad stayed in Outer Banks.

You haven't seen him in 7-8 years. It was so hard, but this year after school closed, you decided to visit your dad.

When you came to the Outer Banks, you saw your dad smiling. You smiled back with tears pooling in your eyes. He ran into you and hugged you so tightly.

"You're here now. Welcome back to your home." he said with emotion pouring in his eyes.

After going to home, you decided to call and go to her house to suprise your best friend/cousin Kiara to let her know that you were here.

"Hi Kie!"

"Whats up babe?"

"Okay so before you scream, guess where I am!" You said with excitement.

"OH MY DID YOU GO TO DISNEYLAND? Or wait are you in New York?" She asked completely clueless.

"No, but good guess." You said giggling.

"Wait, you aren't in Outer Banks right? I mean you haven't been here for what 8 years?" She scoffed.

There was an awkward silence before you couldn't hold yourself, because you were there and you were behind her.

"Look at your back." you smiled.

Kie screamed in the second she saw you, ran into your arms and hugged you so tightly.

"I missed you so much you little bastard." Kie claimed, almost crying. You guys were kooks, and you couldn't get along with other kooks. Since it was like that, you guys became so close.

"I missed you too, I can't believe I'm here. I'll be staying here for all summer." you cheered.

"YAY! Okay, so you have to meet my friends, they're pogues but they're literally the best people ever. And since you're here, I'll take you to Midsummers!" Kie explained.

"Kie, babe noo" you didn't wanna go but you saw Kie pouting and making the puppy dog eyes. You couldn't resist, so you accepted with a few curse words mumbled in your mouth.

Kie pulled you into her closet. You guys tried some clothes. Kie got a purple dress which she looked stunning. You were running out of options but then Kie gave you a white floral v-neck dress (a/n: i didn't know how to explain it sorry ajdhshsh)

"Holy shit! Y/N you look so hot! that's my cousin and best friend!" Kie hollered. You did indeed look so pretty like you always do. Kie and you somehow managed to do your guys make up with each other. The results were pretty good, Kie was so proud of herself.

When you arrived, Kie stood by your side but when she saw one of her friends, she went to go see him. You were so bored so you decided to go get some drinks.

John B, on the other hand was escorting Pope with JJ, but he was just watching people and thinking how hilarious kooks are. Fakeness and spoiledness was filling in the air. 

While he was looking in the crowd, waiting for his friends, he saw a cute girl filling a drink. He knew that she wasn’t from here because John B knew everyone here. She looked different from all the girls in the island. 

What are you thinking John B! Stop being like JJ, he’s just a tourist John B mumbled to himself. John B wasn’t the type of guy who would flirt or have a relationship with tourists, 

He watched you how your hair was blowing in the wind. He didn’t wanna believe but you really impressed him and he was going crazy. He wanted to talk to you but he immediately stopped. Maybe he could try to talk to you. But he thought you had a boyfriend. He continued watching you so long and he noticed that you were left alone. 

“Come on John B, go talk to her come on! Remember what JJ said. If JJ can do this every time, then I can do it too.” he thought to himself. And after waiting and motivating himself for 5 minutes, he did go to your side.

You were looking for Kie, but she was busy hanging out with a friend who was wearing overalls. It was clear that she was interesting in him so you didn’t wanna bother her but you were starting to get bored.

Just before you decide to move you saw a muscular brunette guy walking towards you. 

Holy shit, he looked so good. You didn’t remember that there were so good looking guys in Outer Banks. He smiled at you.

“How a beautiful girl like you are alone here?” He asked grinning but panicking inside ‘dammit john b what was that you’re gonna scare the girl” he muttered to himself.

You blushed and somehow heard what John B said. You were so shy that you couldn’t say anything.“Bravo, Y/N now he thinks you’re just a shy pathetic girl.” you thought to yourself. 

 John B decided to speak up, regretting his words, trying to fix it up.

“I’m John B by the way.” John B introduced himself, waiting for your response.

“I’m Y/N” you managed to say your name. 

“I’m guessing you’re not from here” He said trying to make a conversation. 

“Yes and no.” you smiled. “I was born here but when my parents got divorced, I had to go to California. I came back here for summer for the first time in 8 years.” 

“Wow, well, Y/N welcome to the Outer Banks. It’s very nice to see a beautiful girl like you here.” he said grinning and thinking what JJ had taught him.

You guys talked more about everything. Personal lives, interests, hobbies. You felt a deep connection with him and very happy. “Thank you for leaving me Kie” you thought to yourself.

John B was very contented by the conversation you guys had. You were the only girl after Kie who he felt the most close with. And with you, his feeling with Kie were slowly disappearing. You were becoming his next crush. Oh boy.

When you were talking your phone buzzed and saw a message from Dad saying that it was too late. You looked at the time. Wow it was 12.46 pm. 

“Wow it’s been 1-2 hours since we were talking. I-I uh I think I gotta go because my dad’s gonna be really mad at me and I-” You were interrupted by John B.

“Why are they gonna be mad at you? Because you’re cute?” He asked excitement filling in his eyes while looking at you.

You couldn’t move for a second and thought about the pick up line he used. You just stared at his eyes and smiled at the words. You said a quiet thank you. But your dad was just spamming you. So you decided to do one last thing. 

You kissed his cheek. It was so soft that you only liked him more. After kissing his cheek, you walked away without saying anything. 

John B was dumbfounded by your action and when you leave he shouted

“Am I gonna see you again?”

“Well, I hope so John B!” you said one last time and lost in crowds.

You and John B both felt so happy while going to home.

You saw Kie running to you. “YOU BASTARD I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU EVERYWHERE!” She shouted at you. She can get very serious sometimes but it was just a way to show that she cares. “We should go your dad and I are very worried about you.”

On the road, you told Kiara about the boy you met. You told her how you guys talked and connected, you kissed his cheek, usual girl stuff.

“I’m so happy for you!” What’s this flirty boy’s name?” Kie asked curiously, while drinking her water.

“His name is John B!” You said happiness filling your voice when your daydream was interrupted with Kie spitting water on your face. You yelled

“What the heck Kie???!” 

Kie tried to process what’s going on for a second. But John B wasn’t the type to flirt but every physical detail she told to her was describing John B. 

She decided to set them up. She texted JJ and Pope. “We have a work to do”.

John B, was smiling like an idiot. JJ noticed his excitement and asked it for a few times.

“John B, is there something you wanna tell me?” JJ asked with a smirk.

John B decided to tell everything. JJ is very good at flirting. maybe he could help him.

“Ah I see. You’ve got your heart stolen Johnny boy! Don’t worry we’ll see her.” He comforted him. He would do anything to help his best friend. 

After 5 minutes, he got a text from Kie, saying they gotta set John B with the girl he flirted with tonight. JJ smiled at the thought.

Kie: do any of you have a plan?

JJ: well, maybe we can do what we did for you and Sarah?

Pope: that might work. And we can do some more things. We’ll talk tomorrow

Kie: let’s do this! see you all tomorrow!

After Midsummer’s, Kie was going to introduce you to her pogue friends. You were excited because you wanted to meet the people who always make your best cousin smile. 

“You ready babe?” Kie showed up at your front door.

“Wasn’t expecting to see here” You laughed. “And yes, let’s go.”

You saw a boat called “HMS Pogue” getting closer to your house. Kie held your hand and mumbled a let’s go. The more it got closer, you noticed a familiar brunette. 

“Hey ladies, welcome!” JJ chirped. When John B noticed you, he was in shock.

“Y/N?” he asked and you asked “John B? What are you doing here?” 

“What are you doing here?” he asked again. And Kie decided to speak up.

“Y/N is my cousin and long life best friend and you Johnny boy, gonna help me to have a great trip in Outer Banks.” Kie patted John B’s shoulder.

You met all the other pogues. They were so nice but however the ride was very awkward. You and John B were flirting like at Midsummer’s but JJ, Pope and Kiara was teasing you and John B NONSTOP. They continued teasing for solid one week. 

One day, Kie tried to push you to John then you slipped, John B held you and Pope commented “Oh my god look, John B is being a hero to his girlfriend.

“Oh! Be So Careful, John B. Oh, Give Me That John D Already!” JJ said with a girl voice.

In the middle of the day, you heard John B screaming. You ran to him and you saw his bruised hand. He cut his hand while he’s trying to cut an apple. You softened at the reason.

“Okay, John B calm down, I’ll take care of you.” you said trying to calm him down. While you were taking care of his bruised hand, you felt like 3 pair of eyes watching you but you didn’t mind.

When you and John B, leaving the bathroom, going to meet the other pogues, you heard them shouting at you and John B. They were on another boat looking at you guys.

“Okay you two lovebirds, I think that explains enough.” JJ said looking at Kie and Pope. Kie just rolled her eyes.

“Think about why we teased you guys today and tell you guys how you feel, we’ll come back at night.’ Kie said

Pope waved them a ‘bye-bye’ and left before you guys could say anything. You were annoyed about this even though you loved to spend time with John B.

“Do you wanna explain?” you asked, it was obvious that you were annoyed by the constant teasing and thinking about what Kie said. “does he really like me?” “but wait thats possible and impossible” you thought to yourself.

John B took a deep breath and thought it was the best if he opens up.

“Okay Y/N, since I saw you on Midsummers, I felt like you were different and I liked you the second I was you. The reason why they are teasing us because I like you? Wasn’t it obvious?” He said sighing. You didn’t move “But it’s okay if you don’t feel the sa-” 

He was interrupted by a sudden feel of your lips. You were kissing him in the middle of nowhere, confessing your feelings. When you pull of you both took a deep breath.

“Wow, that was good” 

“well does this explain?” you asked grinning.

“yeah, yeah it does. so are you my girlfriend now?” 

“I guess so, would you like me to?” 

“Yes, yes definitely.” 

You smiled at him kissing again. Then you went to get water.

“John B!” you shouted.

“Yeah?” He asked 

“will you give me that john d now?” 

[syfynjvall]

OTP ASK GAME - farah & juliette

tagged by @havennly thank u!! i’m gonna tag @agentnatesewell @bryceslahela @agentfreckles @serafinedupont @agentnats if youve done it already i apologize ksks

(long post warning)

DISAGREEMENTS.

Who is more likely to raise their voice?

juliette, but it’s honestly never anything serious. more often than not its just bc she gets very competitive during game nights

Who threatens to leave but never actually does?

neither, even kidding about it kinda hurts each others souls

Who actually keeps their word and leaves?

neither

Who trashes the house?

i cant see either of them doing it

Do either of them get physical?

never in a million years

How often do they argue/disagree?

not often, and when they do its mostly about petty things like leaving empty containers in the fridge

Who is the first to apologize?

both are good about it

SEX.

who is on top? Who is on bottom?

hmmm they switch

any kinks?

welllll jules put on her old cheerleading uniform from college as a joke once and farah was into it. theyre both into roleplay

who has the strangest desires?

jules

who’s dominant in bed?

it’s a pretty even split

is head ever in the equation?

yes

if so, who is better at performing it?

probably farah

ever had sex in public?

once. under the bleachers at the football field. pretty cliché

who moans the most?

uhh both

who leaves the most marks?

farah

who is the more experienced of the two?

definitely jules. she had a LOT of fun in college

do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’?

make love. it’s very special for both of them bc they know they’re gonna last

how long do they usually last?

it depends but both of them can usually go pretty long

rough or soft?

typically soft, but rough if theyre in the mood

is protection used?

no

does it ever get boring?

no

where is the strangest place they’d have sex?

dont know? maybe in an empty room in the agency? idk lol

FAMILY.

do they plan on having children/or have children?

oh yeah definitely

if so, how many children do they want/have?

juliette loved the look on farahs face the first time they talked about it and she said she wanted ten kids. it was a joke obv but they probably end up having three or four. jules always wanted siblings growing up and she was sad she never got that wish so she doesnt want her own kids to be lonely like she was

AFFECTION.

who likes to cuddle?

both of them are huge cuddle bugs and they get cozy almost everywhere

who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places?

juliette

who struggles to keep their hands to themselves?

both

how long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable?

their cuddles can last a while but farah probably wiggles away first

what is their favourite non-sexual activity?

they love girls night out and its even more fun when tina joins them. put the three of them together and its basically nonstop chaos, but so fun

where is their favourite place to cuddle?

predictable, but the bed. jules is one of those extravagant mattress people so her bed is basically a giant pillow and its very comfortable

SLEEPING.

who snores?

both

if both do, who snores the loudest?

jules, and you better believe farah teases her relentlessly

do they share a bed or sleep separately?

jules WAS a very picky sleeper until she got together with farah, now she gets pouty if they dont share a bed

if they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart?

they cozy up, but juliette is a blanket hog so she usually ends up with most of the covers

what do they wear to bed?

jules usually just wears a top, farah wears pajama sets

are either of them insomniacs?

no

can sleeping pills be found by the bedside?

not before everything that went down in book one, but since murphy, yeah. jules has a hard time falling asleep now

do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side?

definitely cuddly sleepers

who wakes up with bed hair?

both

who wakes up first?

farah. she’s usually the one to rouse juliette when she’s about to be late

who prepares breakfast in bed for the other?

neither of them can cook so... neither lol

what is their favourite sleeping position?

farah loves being the little spoon and jules loves making her feel safe so

do they set an alarm each night?

jules does but she hits snooze at least six times a morning

who has nightmares?

juliette, and farah has no problem soothing her back to sleep when she wakes up

can a television be found in their bedroom?

yes. they’re both obsessed with trashy shows

who has ridiculous dreams?

farah!

who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed?

again, juliette is an unfortunate bed hog

who makes the bed?

farah. juliette is cute but she’s not always that tidy

what time is bed time?

whenever jules feels like it, and farah will follow her lead

any routines/rituals before bed?

other than the typical going to bed things, no

who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?

farah probably

WORK.

who is the busiest?

both are pretty busy but since juliette has two jobs i guess she is a little bit more

who rakes in the highest income?

juliette probably?

are any of them unemployed?

UB gets paid right? so neither then? lol

who takes the most sick days?

juliette. her “bend the rules” stat is at 88%

what are their jobs?

detective and agent

who sucks up to their boss?

definitely not jules. farah might a LITTLE bit since rebecca is juliette’s mom but i think we know how that turns out lmao

who is more likely to turn up late to work?

despite juliette’s aversion for rule following she’s usually pretty puntcual at least, so im gonna say farah

who stresses the most?

im gonna say neither

do they enjoy or despise their careers/occupations?

farah loves hers for the most part, jules feels like hers is more of a chore but she does love interacting with people.

are they financially stable?

yes

HOME.

who does the washing?

farah. once again juliette isnt super messy per se, but she is a bit cluttered

who takes out the trash?

both

who does the ironing?

jules is pretty good about that

who does the cooking?

neither. they both try but they’re both disasters so they order out mostly (more than they should)

who is more likely to burn the house down just trying?

it’s about equal because again, they’re disasters

who is messier?

juliette

who leaves the toilet roll empty?

farah

who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor?

neither

[redacted] you are not going to miss this question.

who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere?

both

who answers the telephone?

juliette

who mows the lawn?

they dont have a lawn

who does the vacuuming?

probably jules

who does the groceries?

when they remember to do it, they like to go together

who takes the longest to shower?

jules

[redacted] you are not going to miss this question.

MISCELLANEOUS.

is money a problem?

no but farah does love buying stuff

how many cars do they own?

just one

what’s their song?

it changes but rn lucky by jason mraz fits them so well

do they live in the city or in the country?

juliette LOVES city life and farah thinks it would be fun too so they plan to move to the city one day

do they own their home or do they rent?

rented for now, for juliette anyway

do they enjoy their surroundings?

jules has a nostalgic fondness for wayhaven but again, really she’s itching to live in the city. farah likes it too but it’s a little too mellow for her liking sometimes

what do they do when they’re away from each other?

oh my god, theyre both clingy babies so they’ll be pouty and sad and constantly just text each other

where did they first meet?

juliette’s office

who spends the most money when out shopping?

probably farah

who’s more likely to flash their assets?

jules, but farah will too

any mental issues?

juliette definitely has ptsd after book one, and then its worsened after the trappers (she saved farah so she had to see sanja die)

who finds it amusing when the other trips over?

they both do lol

who’s terrified of bugs?

im thinking farah

who kills the spiders around the house?

juliette

do they have any fears for their future?

they’re both afraid of losing each other, mostly. juliette also worries a bit that maybe farah will get sick of her because she’s a “lot,” she was always told by past bfs/gfs that she was a handful or too wild or whatever so she worries she might scare farah off but when she voices that thought farah is very quick to very seriously assure her thats not going to happen

their favourite place?

the bar, also the forest to stargaze or picnic

who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner?

jules, but it’s definitely at a restaurant lol

who pays the bills?

definitely juliette

who’s the tallest?

jules is 5’9, farah is 5′4

who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other?

farah

who wanders around in their underwear?

jules

who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio?

both!! theyre both so goofy about it

what do they tease each other about?

pretty much everything, they’re bantering almost constantly

who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times?

neither of them are exactly fashion experts, so

who crushed first?

juliette

any alcohol or substance related problems?

no, jules enjoys drinking but she knows her limits

who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am?

jules

who swears the most?

both

[yuhengbeidou]

hm I was thinking....jiang meng...idk doesn't sound so good

but jiang ziming,,, that's GOOD

Yesterday, 1:11 PM

jiang ziming

you have done something

THAT SREALLY RELALYYGODO

Yesterday, 1:14 PM

ahahah am I still on a good strike?

Yesterday, 1:15 PM

WAH THAT WAS SO GOOD

Yesterday, 1:15 PM

,,,au in which jiang ziming is a THING

1

Yesterday, 1:15 PM

AU in which madam qing told jiang xi about the child and jiang ziming was raised between the two sects

1

Yesterday, 1:15 PM

HOLY FUCK YES PLEASE

please, jiang xi and xzy and madam wang talk and....and :((( aaaaaaaa mengmeng with tWO DADS

amazing

Yesterday, 1:17 PM

MENGMENG WITH TWO DADS

god he would be SO MUCH MORE ARROGANT ahahhahaa but still the core of goodness

1

and his fashion sense would be TOP NOTCH

and maybe he would get a holy weapon for once

1

Yesterday, 1:17 PM

bitch ass desktop twitter keeps refreshing and changing to the ugly blue color I'm gonna qi deviate

1

anyway, please, him wearing maybe, both blue and dark green robes or smt?

1

Yesterday, 1:18 PM

eww no ugly blue please

1

Yesterday, 1:19 PM

his getting more educated in medicine!!!! idk was it ever mentioned in 2ha? if he got anything passed on from madam wang or he was just...study the blade (be gay)?

1

Yesterday, 1:19 PM

ohhh god what if what if he starts wearing jiang xi's ribbon that hao draws

1

but in blue

1

but same style

clipped to the sides of his hair

1

Yesterday, 1:19 PM

i think he was just studying the blade HELP

SO FUCKING GAY

now he gets to play with herbs and be a little less gay

1

jk that's even more gay

Yesterday, 1:20 PM

 madam wang feels a little weird but xzy laughs and pats her back and says "like father like son eh, I least I taught him manners"

1

Yesterday, 1:21 PM

or something :(((

Yesterday, 1:21 PM

Omg xzy the fucking best always

Yesterday, 1:21 PM

and mengmeng,,,,so good with medicine pfff shi mei who

1

Yesterday, 1:21 PM

He’s not at all jealous

1

Yesterday, 1:21 PM

HE'D MAKE FUN OF THEM HELMP "oh, my little peacock came back from the big boss peacock?"

1

Yesterday, 1:22 PM

And Xue Meng would whine “a-die!!!!!!” And run to hug him

Yesterday, 1:22 PM

...are we doing like...a divorced couple type of sharing custody of a child now? because it feels like it

Yesterday, 1:23 PM

He still wouldn’t call Jiang Xi daddy though but maybe something a little friendlier than Jiang Xi

I think so omg

Yesterday, 1:23 PM

adhjsks I LOVE IT

Yesterday, 1:23 PM

It is a shared custody thing

Yesterday, 1:23 PM

hm

how would he call jiang xi...he's very rude now lol going all JIANG XI

probably? jiang yechen or sect leader jiang, keep the formalities but

1

Yesterday, 1:24 PM

I know right how dare he just call jiang Xi like that so rude

Jiang Xi is so indulgent of him honestly

1

I say he can say jiang Yechen though

Jiang Xi doesn’t know how much affection he’s allowed to show Xue Meng

So he just keeps teaching him nonstop and working him to the bone every time Xue Meng visits

1

Yesterday, 1:26 PM

yeah really idk by the end of the blind dates I think jiang xi was like "eh, ,,,let him call whatever Idc"

1

Yesterday, 1:27 PM

Xue Meng needs money and jiang Xi will hand over the entire bank account

1

Yesterday, 1:28 PM

agagahahahaha I CRY but, also xue meng maybe goes too far and he hurts himself and jiang xi sighs and goes "can't you be more careful?" and heals him and then goes off in a 3 hours long lecture about idk, how to be careful, and how not to do that enxt time, and how to TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

1

Yesterday, 1:28 PM

oh do you think jiang xi also pays him child support?

THATS MY LOVER AND HER HUSBAND

1WAHH I LOVE IT JIANG XI BEING A CHIDING PARENT

wait... can this be a thing

please god i want a happy AU so bad

jiang xi definitely pays child support. sisheng peak is not super rich but xue meng basically has a trust fund

he has everything he ever wanted

including several ponies

Yesterday, 1:32 PM

agdhsjs YES I WANT IT TOO, the,, the family being such an amazing family like, madam wang MADAM WANG SHE'S THE BEST,, xzy he is THE BEST, jiang xi he is TRYING

1

can you...imagine it tho,,,the entire sisheng peak fire aprty wouldn;t happen,,,jiang xi would step the fuck out he WOULD SO MUCH MORE, that's my SON and the woman I LOVOHFEIEHHSsomethingdik and hER HUSBAND FUCK OFF MU YANGLI BITCH

1

or is it mu yanli? idk

Yesterday, 1:35 PM

yeah mu yanli FUCK OFF

JIANG XI COME PROTECT UR FAM

 hgsnfgfhgjgg except they haven't done anything in 20yrs

1

jiang xi puts gu yue ye's reputation on the line for family

we love to see that

Yesterday, 1:41 PM

MY LOVER AND HER HUSBAND IDK SOUNDS RIGHT

1

Yesterday, 1:44 PM

do you think...................after some time, when xue meng is a little older like idk 10 or so and jiang xi shows that he's a good ish father or....ya know, xzy just talks with madam wang and asks "do you still love him?" and what can she say....he was her first love as far as canon tells us and "I, still care about him yes" so, xzy on a personal adventure to make them talk~ and shit~ sure he wouldn't want her to sleep with him again but..

1

what if he bullies jiang xi into admitting he CARES too it doesnt have to be love but, them meeting at gu yue ye and drinking tea and talking about medicine and she feels like she's back home in her youth and :((

1

Yesterday, 1:46 PM

WHY IS XZY THE ONLY HUSBAND EVER

IM CRY

Yesterday, 1:48 PM

please and....WAIT AND when jiang xi adopts the son,,, of course the sisheng family knows about it and they are all so excited well maybe not xue meng lol he doesn't want to admit it but ya know, COMPETITION is COMPETITION no matter what

1

but in the end things work out and, sometimes the adopted son shows up with jiang xi at sisheng and xue meng spars with him and teaches him things cwn taught him and ufffffffffffff

1

Yesterday, 1:51 PM

BROTHERS

THEY ARE BROTHERS

EXCEPT XING'ER CALLS XUE MENG GE

WHAT IF I CRY

Yesterday, 1:53 PM

GE

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

xue meng bosses him around but xing'er is such a sweetheart he smiles and ENJOYS it then he goes to jiang xi and he's all shining and he can't stop talking about xue meng honestly...that poor guy was probably an orphan so...

1

Yesterday, 1:54 PM

i'm fucking crying about a character with ZERO BACKGROUND lol

1

XING'ER HE IS PRECIOUS

maybe in this AU there is no yifu fuckery just soft daddy son interactions

1

jiang xi puts one hand on xing'er's head and rubs it a little when xing'er tells him about xue meng gege

he is so happy his sons get along

1

Yesterday, 2:01 PM

please this is too sweet for me I'm going to die

1

yes, the entire family!! together!! +ranwan by extension

1

I also love how you just went XING'ER like,,,without a second thought you said XING'ER I LOVE IT

[shinwnn]

college! jinwoo au

sokay jinwoo is s u p e r well known on campus because he's essentially the guy that’s always fun to be around and exudes confidence

he’s studying linguistics bc he’s fascinated with languages but also he just loves to talk and everyones always making jokes about how he’s so good with languages because he loves the sound of his own voice so much that he never shuts up

he also works at the campus radio station bc he just loves music so much!! AND he’s worked his way up to being a host so getting to play music & talk is basically the dream for him

everyone always tunes in during the hours that jinwoos hosting bc his taste in music is honestly amazing and he has the best radio voice and it makes everything he says sound interesting

you also listen to his show bc he honestly has never played a song you didn’t either already love or instantly fall in love with

but also you’re really beginning to hate this boy because the only reason you actually know him is because he lives right above you in the dorms

and he hosts the L O U D E S T parties that always happen to go till 4 am

usually you and your roommate fight over who has to go up and ask them to quiet down but tonight your roommate is out with some friends and its already 2 am you’re just laying in bed listening to the nonstop thudding sounds coming from above you & ur almost about to die because you have a 7:30 class tmrw

finally you force yourself out of bed and and into the hallway toward jinwoo’s room and you're so tired you're basically already half asleep

when you knock on the door and jinwoo comes out to see sleepy you in an oversized sweatshirt and leggings trying to form a coherent sentence ( it came out more like “the sound.. .too much.. please. stop.. the sound… theres a lot of it”) he can’t help but think you’re about the cutest thing he’s ever seen

and maybe if your eyes weren’t half closed and you weren’t entirely annoyed with the boy, you would’ve also thought he looked cute in his skinny jeans, t-shirt that was just a little bit too big, and perfectly messed up hair

but right now you're pretty much only focused on keeping yourself from completely collapsing in his door way

he feels really bad because you look like you're about to pass out but then his party has expanded to basically the whole floor and he’s lost the ability to control the noise level

he  looks around for a few seconds and without saying anything goes to try to shuffle people into rooms and closing the doors in attempt to quiet things down a little

in the meanwhile you're still standing there in the door way wondering if you should go back now but for some reason your feet aren't moving and wow the floor looks really comfortable right now

but then before you can go to ur final resting place on the floor, jinwoo is back in front of you and he notices that you're like not stable so he puts his hands on your shoulders to try and hold you up and he's like “sorry about everyone. i don’t know if i can do much more about the noise, but i hope that helped a little bit???... also are you okay???”

and no ur obviously not okay bc all you've wanted for the past 3 hrs is to go to bed but everything like 20x quieter now and its so peaceful so you just offer a sleepy smile and nod and turn around to head back toward ur room and ur bed

but then suddenly someones linked their arm with yours and its jin jin trying to be cute and gentlemanly and walk u back to ur room but mostly he's like 90% sure ur gonna collapse in the hall on the way back

ur initial reaction is !! heLLO STRANGER DANGER?? you've only talked to this boy like twice ??? and u sort of tug ur arm away

but jin jin reacts really quickly and like gently pulls u back and he's like “you look like you could use the help. c’mon-“

but even half asleep u does not want the pity of a random cute boy who throws loud parties and disturbs ur sleep so u slightly perk up and are like “ what’s that supposed to mean? are U trying to say I look BAD?”

and jin jin is kind of flustered and taken aback but immediately recovers bc pls this is park jinwoo

“actually i think you look pretty cute and id rather not wake up tomorrow morning to find that you tripped down the stairs to your death while going back to your room because you were too tired.”

so ur like annoyed but ur also like ,,,, fine, maybe i do need someone to make sure i don't die before i get back to my room and also you're kinda leaning into him while u guys are walking and its really nice not having to carry ur own weight

when u guys get to ur door jin jin leans against the frame as ur unlocking it and before u go in he decides to throw away any shred of pride he has and goes for the literally cheesiest line bc he’s never seen anyone look as cute as you do right now

“so, what about a good night kiss?”

u look up to see the brightest smile u have ever?? seen?? like how is he glowing right now but also ur like “did u really just say that”

and u see him get kinda embarrased and ur like woW IS PARK JINWOO THE GOLDEN BOY OF THE SCHOOL ACTUALLY BLUSHING RIGHT NOW??

he’s not really use to rejection bc he hasn't really met a girl he would put himself out there for (but lets be real even if he had, no one would've rejected him what are u doing??)

so he just looks down at the floor and puts his hand on his neck like “ha h a, , yeah, probably shouldn’t have”

but he looks really cute all flustered and you dunno why, tho its probabbly bc ur so tired that u don't actually know if any of this is really happening, but u give him a peck on the cheek and a quick good night before u go inside to ur sweet, sweet bed

n jin jin is just standing outside of ur room, stunned bc WOW ur an angel did that really just happen to him

by the time he gets back to his floor, the partying has pretty much died down to nothing since he really killed the mood when he started pushing people into their rooms for your sake

so he just goes to his room and his roommate mj is laying in bed on his phone (super calm for a change) and jin jin all but jumps on him like “you wouLD NOT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED”

and ofc mj immediately is as awake as ever dying to know what

after telling mj every detail he basically goes to bed thinking about u being cute whereas youve been knocked out for the past 20 minutes without so much as a thought about it

the next day you’re up by 7 bc u want to get some food and coffee before class so you hit up a cafe on the way to the lecture hall and order your food and sit down at one of the tables to wait

you're running on about 4 hrs of sleep right now so you're not exactly at your prime and you're leaning on your arm while scrolling through your instagram when suddenly your hair is being ruffled and you hear “morning sleepyhead!”

you look up to see jin jin smiling his goofy smile and you’re like “okay firstly, never touch my hair ever again. secondly, why on earth are u up so early, u probably went to bed like … an hour ago”

so he’s like telling u about how he’s helping out around the studio during the morning radio show today and you guys start talking about his radio show and he finds out you listen and it makes him feel all warm and happy for some reason

and you guys start talking about music and you guys have pretty much the same taste and he slips in that he’s been working on some music with his roommate and a few friends and he just gets so excited talking about it

when he can tell that you’re genuinely interested and you ask him questions about their group (which he says is called astro) you can literally see his eyes lighting up and you’re losing track of time bc this is honestly one of the nicest conversations you've had in a long time with one of the nicest boys like, ever

but then u get a notification and see the time on your phone and it’s freaking 745!!!  ur already 15 min late to class and you're still like 10 min away from the hall so you grab your things and are like

“shoot im sorry i totally forgot about the time im late to my lecture”

and while you're cleaning up you just keep rambling about how you're screwed bc the class isn't recorded or anything and you don't know anyone you can get notes from and you had like 4 hours of sleep yesterday (which u remind him is his fault) and oh my goodness why is everything bad happening to you

and jin jins just sitting and sipping his coffee looking at you with most amused look on his face and you're still all flustered from being late and u go to throw ur trash away and

when ur back jin jin has ur book bag over his shoulder and his hands are in his pocket as if this is like a normal thing that u do everyday and ur just like ?? are u robbing me? give me my bag and hes like

“no, cmon i’m walking you to class”

and u don't have time to fight it and really you don't mind at all so you just head out the door toward your hall when u remember that he has to go to work and then u forget that you're totally late for class bc now you're worried for him being late for work and u try to grab ur bag from him and are like “o  my goSH JINWOO ur gonna be LATE for WORK”

but he completely ignores u and just keeps on walking and ur like ARE U LISTENING and he finally turns around and is just like

“i can afford to be a little late, they wont miss me. plus i’d much rather be with you”

and ofc be freaking winks at u and ur like oh my goodness that was cute but u just roll ur eyes and are like “okay fine, but don’t get used to walking me to places”

and u suddenly remember last nights events very clearly ending with u kissing him on the cheek and u get embarrassed

and it only gets worse when he's like “why? i thought i was pretty good at it, especially after the kiss you gave me for it last night. i was getting ready to transfer majors to physical education so i could work on my stamina and walk you to even further places. it was supposed to be our tradition, walking places. man it was gonna be good”

and ur annoyed bc you've never met someone so irritating yet likable. how does that even work? i dk, but park jinwoo does

when u guys get to ur lecture hall ur suddenly not in a rush at all to go inside bc as much as u hate to admit it to urself, you’d much rather hang out with jin jin

so now ur just standing face to face and he’s looking at you smiling his angelic smile and now its ur turn to contemplate what to do before you leave

and u just wrinkle ur nose before finally deciding to give him a quick peck on the cheek again and then ur just like “maybe that can be part of the tradition”

before he can say anything you've already grabbed ur bag and run into the hall and left him smiling like an idiot

when he gets to work he's still so happy and he’s in a good mood everyday but today it’s just like, intensified all his coworkers can tell he's happier than usual and they’re just like “had a good morning jin jin?” and he's like “GREAT MORNING”

meanwhile ur sitting in class like omg did i actually just do that? also why?

and then like 20 minutes later ur like okay i like park jinwoo

after you get out of class you head back to your dorm to work on some essays for a couple of hours and you see that it’s around the time that jin jin is hosting so you tune in

and after the song that’s playing ends you hear jin jin’s voice and he’s talking about his theory on how toy story and finding nemo are connected and all u can do is roll ur eyes and laugh

but then u hear him go “you should be out of class by now, so i hope you're listening. this next songs for you sleepyhead”  

u can hardly believe u just heard him say that and find u urself blushing & even more so when u realize the song that’s playing is pretty u by seventeen

right as you hear the last lines of the song “does she love me, does she love me not…” you get a text from jin jin

“pretty cool huh? i think that deserves a thank you”

to which you reply “you want me to thank you for passive aggressively dedicating songs to me?”

he eventually gets you to agree to let him take u out for dinner and you're so amazed with how comfortable you feel around him and how easily he makes u laugh

it’s just really perfect since u guys started officially dating

a lot of the songs being played during jin jins hours have suspiciously been love songs so much so that he started getting complaints and u had to force him to start playing other things

and as far as those parties that last till 3 am, lately jin jins been finding it a lot more appealing to just sit on the couch with you sharing a blanket and exchanging sleepy kisses as you listen to music

[hoyoungy]

Struck - Suga/Yoongi (V)

genre: fluff, angst, soulmate au summary: he was your soulmate for a reason word count: 2270 a/n: i feel like im writing for a drama LOL. i hope you’re all enjoying this so far! female pronouns, explicit language, and alcohol mentioned. as seen on my ao3

part iv, vi

“How come we’re going this way?” she asked him. “Isn’t this the long way to your house?”

Yoongi ignored the questions of the girl he had in his arms as they both trudged through the cold, dark streets. She was his go-to call for a good time at the club, and this was one of those nights where he needed her the most. She asked him to leave to go back to his place early, and he happily obliged, but when his wrist began to glow the second they stepped out, his first instinct was to find you.

Maybe he’d get a reaction out of you.

Maybe you’d punch her in the face, too.

In fact, he hoped you would. He hoped you’d show some sort of emotion towards him.

Something to show him that you wanted him.

That you wanted him as your soulmate.

“Yoongi ~” she whined. “I’m cold!”

“We’re almost there,” he muttered. He could feel the alcohol start to burn off and now he was just annoyed.

“My life is over!” Yoongi heard.

Across the street, he saw your small figure wobbling in front of someone he didn’t recognize. A guy. What could you be doing at this time of night with someone like him?

“No, it’s not,” the guy said.

Yoongi turned to walk across the street so that you’d notice him and so that he could take a closer look at who you were with. Was he a stranger? Another creep you met at a different club? Were you taking him home, too?

“Yes, it is! I’m gonna have to bother with this for the rest of my life! Gah, see!? He’s also nearby! I’ll never get any alone time anymore - whoa!”

Yoongi froze in his place, only meters away from you and the stranger, when he saw him wrap his arms around you and hold you tight before you fell. You looked up at him with such adoration that it even made Yoongi blush. His face hardened.

Was he in a dream? Were there cameras around you guys somewhere, because this really felt like you all were in a drama, or something. Everything felt like it was going in slow motion.

“Jackson…”

The way you laced his name with drunken ecstacy made Yoongi sick to his stomach. He knows all too well what it feels like when girls say his name like that. Why did you have to say it that way?

“Why couldn’t you have been my soulmate, huh? Life would have been so much easier.”

At that moment, Yoongi felt like he could die.

“_____.”

“You would’ve been the only exception.”

The only exception to what? Why was this guy so fucking special to you?

“Hey, _____-”

“What!? Let me be sentimental to my best friend!”

Best friend…

“Is that him?” Jackson asked, eyeing Yoongi’s wrist.

“Hm?”

When you looked up at him, Yoongi saw the light drain from your eyes. He watched your eyes inspect the girl next to him and back at his face. There were probably lipstick stains somewhere by the way you focused on a few areas.

The girl clung to Yoongi closer, finally noticing you in front of her. She made sure you were watching. Yoongi made sure you kept watching as he pulled her in even closer.

He waited for you to react. He waited for you to see the same shade of red that he’s seeing. It took all of Yoongi’s might to not stomp up to you and tear you away from Jackson.

But you didn’t look angry. Or sad. Or even disappointed. No, it was much worse.

You looked like you lost. Failed. Like nothing mattered to you anymore.

Say something. Tell me to get my arm off of her. Tell her that I’m yours.

“I wanna go home,” was all that you said before you walked passed him.

The other guy didn’t even give him a second glance before he ran up to you. Yoongi almost wished he could be someone like that - someone who would run to you without a second thought. Someone who would take you home and lie with you because you were too drunk to be alone.

But tonight, you wouldn’t be alone, you’d be with Jackson doing those things. And Yoongi would be with her doing the same.

“Let’s go,” she told Yoongi.

The second they got back to his place, she passed out on his bed. For once, he had never felt more grateful.

He couldn’t sleep that night.

You’ve successfully avoided Yoongi for over a week now, even while you were at work. There were times when you were out and your compass would glow, but you immediately went the other direction and it stopped.

Probably because he didn’t want to see you, either.

The entire week, your compass would flash at around 2pm, indicating that Yoongi had just woken up. Jesus, didn’t he have, like, a life to fullfil? What did he even do for a living?

You tried pushing him to the back of your mind, but he always found his way to the front, so you’d think about him nonstop. Most of your time thinking about him was trying to erase the way he held the girl close in the cold. He held her the way a lover would.

Like a soulmate would.

Although you suppose Jackson did the same… But that was different! He was your best friend, not some random boy you picked up at the club!

They looked good together. Why couldn’t they have been soul-bonded, instead?

But of course, the cruel Gods thought you two were perfect for each other.

And you know what, you probably were. Think about it, you two were almost exactly the same - stubborn, insufferable, and prideful, just to name a few. Even Jackson thought so.

He had others things to say about the two of you.

“You’re not exactly making it easy for him, _____,” he said over the phone the morning after. “It’s a two-way street.”

“Ok, but I don’t fuck randos after I realized I hated my soulmate!”

“Who said they slept together? Or that he hates you? For all he knows, he might think you're the one that hates him!”

“Oh, come on, did you see his hair!? The lipstick!? And hello, do you know who I am!? I’m very easy to hate!”

“If I heard you say you wanted someone else as a soulmate, I’d go fuck a rando, too.”

“Ugh, I don’t even remember saying that! And whose side are you on!?”

“You know I’ll always be Team _____, but as usual, you never make it easy,” you heard him sigh on the other end. “_____, it’s time to stop pushing people away. For God’s sake, you’re 24! Now, more than ever, is when you need to start letting people in - starting with your own damn soulmate!”

The conversation left a huge, burnt hole in your ego. The truth always stung, and Jackson never sugar-coated his words and for that, you were thankful, but you hated it when he was right and you were wrong. You were never wrong! Ever!

On this young Saturday evening, your mind boggled with thoughts of Yoongi only. Again. You wondered what he was doing right now. Knowing him, you probably figured he was out drinking agian. You wondered if he ever stayed in.

You wondered if he thought about you, too.

Was his mind clouded by you? Was he a space-case because of you, too?

Maybe you should try to find him.

… You probably should try to find him.

You groaned loudly and dramatically as you searched for your jacket. On your way out, you cursed Jackson for being right.

“C’mon, are we going out, or what!?” Yoongi called. The other six boys groaned in unison as they slumped in the living room. Yoongi was the only one dressed to go out.

“Hyung…” Jimin whined. “This is the third night in a row…”

“So?”

“So can we take a break?”

“It’s Saturday!”

The others gave each other wary looks. This was too much.

“Hyung,” Jungkook hesitated. “Is this because of _____?”

“Why does she matter?” Yoongi spat. Even the boys cringed at his harsh tone.

“She’s your soulmate.”

“Yeah, who went home with someone else.”

“So did you!”

“Didn’t you say they were best friends, or something?” Taehyung asked.

“Probably with benefits,” Yoongi muttered.

“Yah, Hyung -”

“If you guys aren’t coming, then I’m heading out.”

“Hyung!”

Yoongi slammed the door shut on his way out. He was used to being alone, so what made tonight any different? If anything, he could call her again, but…

It just didn’t feel the same anymore.

Nothing felt the same anymore since he met you.

He hated it.

He hated change.

And you didn’t even want him to begin with.

Yoongi went to the club and did a bee line to the bar. He was tired of seeing the same faces every time he came here, and tonight he just wanted to drink. Not party, not dance, not hook up - just drink. Drink until he forgot.

The bartender already knew what Yoongi liked to drink. They were already lined up for him before he sat down. He downed them until he could no longer feel the burn in his throat. It didn’t take many drinks to get Yoongi drunk. Most call it weak, but he sees it as cheap.

In the dark club, he saw his wrist glow.

At this point, he didn’t even bother trying to run away. He was way too drunk. As if you’d want to find him, anyways.

Yoongi ignored the presence of someone next to him. He ignored the pull of his wrist towards them. He ignored the combined blinding glow you both shared.

“One, please,” he heard you say to the bartender.

When the bartender placed the drink in front of you. Yoongi snatched it out of your way, gulping it down before you could protest.

You didn’t acknowledge him yet. “One more, please,” you said.

He took that one, too.

“Hey!”

“What are you doing here?” he slurred. “Go home.”

“I came to see you,” you yelled over the music.

“Well, I don’t wanna see you,” he said, getting up and walking away.

If he wasn’t so drunk, you’d be more heartbroken than angry. But no, you were just angry. If this was any other boy, you’d let him be and walk back home right away. But you set your fat pride aside and followed him. He was your soulmate, after all.

You were surprised to find out that Yoongi didn’t stay in the club, grinding on some poor soul - he left. You followed him into the coldest time of the night. In front of you, you saw him sway from side to side, hanging on to things like benches and lightposts on the way. Is this what you looked like last week? A drunk mess?

Yoongi wasn’t wearing a coat when you found him. His shirt was thin and you could see his hands begin to turn blue, so you caught up to him and wrapped your coat around him.

“Leave me alone,” he said, shrugging off your coat.

“You’ll get sick.”

“Why do you care?”

“Because you’re my soulmate.”

“Isn’t Jackson your soulmate?” he asked, turning to face you. “Isn’t he who you wanna be with? Wouldn’t that make your life easier? Go run to your fuck buddy.”

You couldn’t tell if you were smiling because you found him amusing or because you wanted to punch him in the face.

“Aren’t you being a bit hypocritical?” When Yoongi didn’t say anything, you sighed. He really was stubborn like you. “He has a soulmate already. For like, six years now. All he did that night was make sure I got home ok.”

Yoongi felt guilt take over his entire body. But he didn’t show any remorse - he only shook his head and turned away. “…Whatever.”

“Yoongi, please!” you cried out, tears of frustration pooling in your eyes. “Just listen to me!”

He stopped, but didn’t bother turning to you. He leaned against a light post for support.

“Look, I’m scared, ok? You remember when you asked me if I was scared I might fall in love with you? Well, I am! Nothing in my life has ever been this… constant. Everything I knew and believed and loved about soul-binding was ruined when I was like, 19, so I’m sorry if I’m so difficult!”

Yoongi kept on listening.

“This is my way of opening up to you. This is my way of trying. I want to try whatever this is,” you sighed. “You’re my soulmate.”

For the first time, Yoongi believed you when you called him your soulmate. He turned to you slowly. Your eyes were glossy and your nose pink from the tears. He chuckled, thinking that you looked so cute.

“Why are you laughing?” you sniffled, but couldn’t help but smile, too.

Yoongi said nothing as he walked up to you.

He cupped your face in his hands,

and he kissed you. Ever so gently.

It was like a scene from a movie - soft snowflakes began to fall, the night sky was pink, and right now, only you two existed in the world. The kiss wasn’t passionate - it was soft and sweet. It made you feel new. When he broke the kiss, he pulled away slowly, lips lingering and leaving you wanting more.

Much more.

“What about her?” you whispered.

“We didn’t do anything,” he confirmed. “She passed out when we got back to my place. Even if she didn’t… I couldn’t. I couldn’t even sleep that night.”

“Really?”

“Really. Besides,” he said, tilting your chin up. “You’re mine now.”

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Happiness comes from the weirdest places.

Genre: angst with fluff ending (cause I love him too much to make it an angst ending)

Pairing: jungkook x Y/N

Disclaimer: I am writing this on my phone hopefully this works and its angst, if you cry, don’t blame me.

Happiness something that you always yearned for because you’ve never felt it, your parents would always fight, nonstop, mentally abusing each other, and when that happened you seem to always be in the middle.

“LETS END IT HERE, LETS DIVORCE” screamed your mum

“FINEE BUT IM TAKING Y/N” your father fought.

“NO WERE ASKING HER WHO SHE WANTS TO GO WITH”

“FINE, Y/N WHO DO YOU WANT TO GO WITH YOUR MOTHER OR ME?!!?!?!?”

“Huh” you sighed “can you guys just stop now, don’t you think I’m a bit too old for this?”

They stared at you like they were confused because they were you never said anything to them, ever.

“YOUR GOING TO HAVE TO DECIDE”

You walked out.

This fighting thing went on for many years, you were outside and you could still hear them, the neighbours slowly turning their lights on and screaming at your front door, you wanted nothing more to do with this.

When you run, you feel extremely free, invincible even, so you did just that you ran and ran until you couldn’t breathe, you stopped to catch your breath but all you saw was a bright light.

2 years later

You woke up, trying everything to move your body, you couldn’t, once you fully opened your eyes, and you could finally look around, there was no one, no one there to remind you of who you were, or even tell you that everything was fine.

Minutes passed and you could finally move Just your arms, with hardly any strength, slowly you sat up, come to find out your name was Y/N, the hospital contacted your parents but all they did was pay for the hospital fee and pretend like you didn’t exist, it didn’t make you sad, because that’s what they were like.

When no one cares, you start to stop caring too, nothing mattered, why you woke up 2 years later was beyond you.

“You should’ve died.”

Your so called parents say, they were now finally officially broken off, and now it was all your fault, they fell out of love because of you, that’s what they were like, if they could rub the blame and guilt on anyone even their own child, then they felt a whole shittone better.

“This is all we’re giving to you, we should’ve just put you down”

Another few months passed, where it was a blur and pain, you were now able to walk, not properly but enough to leave hospital, you had no where to go.

You walked and walked, your legs were hurting because it hasn’t even been a month since you learnt how to walk again, but you didn’t want to stay I the hospital any longer, you didn’t want to see your Parents face let alone the nurses that looked at you with sympathy, or the doctors that were just full of cold dead stares.

So you were here walking on the streets of Seoul, it was cold you had no idea what day let alone what time it was, you just wanted to get away.

You fell on the floor with a thud, hitting something or someone.

���IM SOOOOOO SORRY” you looked up to a tall male figure covered from head to toe with warmth,

“No I’m sorry I wasn’t looking, hey ummm could you help me up a little, I can’t stand.

“Yeah sure” he smiled, he didn’t question why you needed help, he just helped you up out of kindness

“I’m really sorry about that my names jungkook what’s yours?”

“My names Y/N”

“Soooo what’s a beautiful lady like yourself doing out so late?”

“Sorry do you know what the time is? Or even where I am?”

Over the 2 years and a half that you were asleep for a lot had changed, you looked around the place and had no idea where you were, you would’ve thought it was LA if jungkook hadn’t showed up, you were weirdly happy that you bumped into him.

“Oh it’s 3:15 am and your in Seoul, do you need help getting home?”

“Oh thanks..... I don’t have a home to go to”

You whispered the last part but it was late so no one was around which meant that he could hear your whisper.

“This is strange but... do you want to come with me, to somewhere more warm?”

For some reason you felt really safe around him, and what could be worse going with this young man to a warm place or dying out here cold.

“Ummm sure”

You guys walked for a really long time, too long, he took you to a cafe a small one, in a corner somewhere, all you cared about at this point was the warmth of this place, almost like the owner knew that you were extremely cold.

“Sooooo I’m sort of a very curious person and you still haven’t answered my question”

“Ummmm what was your question?”

“What is a beautiful young lady like yourself doing out this late?”

“Oh, I jut left a hospital I was staying at and I had no idea where I was going and I got lost, and then I met you and now we’re here”

“Oh are you a doctor or a nurse? Transferring from out of Seoul?”

“No no no I was a patient in that hospital, I got into a car accident 2 and a half years ago, and Seoul has really changed at lot in that 2 years, too much for someone like me.”

“.... I won’t question you anymore if it makes you feel uncomfortable, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to intrude on your personal detail”

“It’s fine, I feel a lot better, spilling it all, and shouldn’t we get going? The cafe must be closing soon”

“Actually the cafe is closed”

You lifted one brow, confused

“This cafe is mine, and it’s also christmas so it’s not open for a few days”

“Oh I’m sorry it’s your day off and I’m taking it away from you”

“No no no it’s not that, I like helping people out this is why I opened this shop, to help people feel warm and nice in cold times, and donate the money that I can to charity for people who aren’t as fortunate as I am”

You smiled at him, something you had forgotten how to do, since your birth.

“Thank you, really, your so kind and you do things hat most people would just ignore, your really amazing”

You say there talking to him for a few more hours.

Few more months passed and jungkook let you stay with him and his friends, the 7 of them were in a group, only jungkook owned a cafe on the side, you worked in the cafe and lived with the 7 dorks.

This made you extremely happy, that was until your parents started looking for you again, hey found you working in the cafe, and made you sit with them and talk.

‘Talk’ or them saying whatever they wanted and leaving.

“What do you want? I’m leaving you guys alone aren’t I?”

“We’ve decided to get married again”

“Really????!!! After all that really?? What’s wrong with you guys? Your old enough to know that this won’t work”

“Y/N HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK TO YOUR PARENTS LIKE THAT?!??!”

“I DONT CARE YOU GUYS CAN DO WHATEVER, I WAS FINE WITHOUT YOU GUYS, YOU BOTH LEFT ME TO DIE, ALL YOU DID WAS PAY FOR THE HOSPITAL AND BASICALLY TOLD ME TO GO DIE, SO HOW DARE YOU COME BACK TO ME AND TELL ME YOUR STARTING THIS STUPIDITY AGAIN”

“We understa..”

You cut them off.

“No... you will never understand what it feels like to wake up without anyone by your side and have doctors tell you, that you’ve been asleep for 2 years and then having to learn how to write read or even lift your arms up and down again, so I don’t care if you want to die together or get married again, I really don’t care, please get out of my shop I need to work”

“WE HAVENT FINISHED TALKING”

Jut then the door opened, it was jungkook, you didn’t want to show your boss/ boyfriend what your parents were really like.

“Oh jungkook your here?”

“Yeah, Oh we have customers I can go wait over there for you”

He smiled melting you.

“We’re not customers, were her parents” they made that smile, that fake smile that you hated.

“There not my parents jungkook, and could you two leave now?”

“FINE YOUR GONNA HAVE TO PAY FOR THE HOSPITAL FEE IT WAS A LOT THATS THE LEAST YOU CAN DO FOR OUR WEDDING”

“So that’s what your here for? Not to see if your daughter is fine? Not to see if your daughter is still alive? Not to apologise?”

You went to the back took your wallet out and threw money at them, all that you had at them and told them to pick it up and get out, they did just that.

You were confused, you didn’t know weather they were your parents or some people that gave you a loan.

You say there and cried, and jungkook closed the shop and sat next to your curled up figure.

“That was your Parents isn’t it? Y/N talk to me, I’m here for you, you know that”

You looked up at his worried and somewhat hurt eyes.

“I’m sorry you shouldn’t have seen that, that was more uglier than...”

He just hugged you.

“That’s you and if that’s you then I love every inch of it, the scares that we’re left by your parents I want to heal and hide and care for, don’t think of anything right now but me, okay?”

“Okay”

Jungkook was everything to you and him saying he loved every inch of your life meant the world to you.

Soooooooooooooo...... I tried?

Okay it might have been kinda bad, tell me how it was guys, AND DONT FORGET TO REQUEST.

Because my imagination is limited, so help a girl out.

Anyways

Bye