#im sure someone has already done this au somewhere

[dark-daphne]

some concepts for a httyd mandalorian au i had after rewatching the How To Train Your Dragon movies.

someone needs to expand on the untapped potential of a httyd x mandalorian crossover because the armor designs are nothing but extra when it comes to Hiccup especially in Hidden World. but alas I suck at drawing armor.

[poppy-metal]

quick someone revive the pretty woman!au I am thinking of her - reader on the phone with her ex!husband who never fails to make her feel small and undesirable as a woman with his cutting words and his reminder that he left her for a younger hotter piece of ass. she does what she never does, and she drinks. her secret stash of wine she hides from patrick because he's a recovering alcoholic and she wouldn't be a good friend if she had accessible bottles of alcohol when he was around. but she drinks the whole bottle. is nursing another one by the time patrick comes around - and she's somewhere far away, that she shouldn't be.

patrick notices the empty bottle. sees your flushed cheeks and red rimmed eyes and is all to familiar with the look someone drunk off their ass. seen it a million times in the mirror.

hes ready to help you to bed, tuck you in and make sure you drink some water, make a joke about you getting rowdy without him around - all things you've done for him at his lowest - but as soon as he's close enough you're on your knees in front of him. looking up at him with sudden hunger that knocks the breath out of him.

your hands coming up to his jeans - "you don't - you don't bring anyone over cause of me. n'thats not - that's not right..." you slur, sounding genuinely upset.

patrick is confused. his hands hovering in the air by your head - "you're a man." you continue. "a man with -" you hiccup. " - with needs."

at this, he flushes. not in embarrassment as much as in realizing what this is. why you got to your knees. and he's wanted you there for a long time. longer than he cares to admit, but. not like this. not when you're so out of it you can barely finish your sentences.

he grabs your hands as you fumble with his belt buckle. gentle but firm.

"im fine." he tells you slowly. he might make a joke if he thought it'd lighten the situation, but he's learned you're a fragile thing - and sometimes his jokes hurt you when the timing is shit. the timing would be shit here. "you're drunk, baby. let's get you to bed, yeah?"

the endearment fills you with warmth. you've never been anyone's baby. not even your husband called you that, when you were together.

"no." you free your hands from his grip. shuffle closer and fan your hands out over his thighs. your chin nearly brushing against his jean clad crotch as you crane your neck to look up at him like he's a god. he has the body of one. you've thought about worshipping him from this angle alot. it's just now that you have the confidence to do it. liquid courage. your ex husbands words from earlier about how stiff and unyielding you are echo in your head, and maybe with him you were that way, but with patrick - you want nothing more than to be yielding to him. "let me suck your cock."

patrick has to look at the ceiling.

what the fuck? he thinks. half crazed, half pained. why did you have to pull this sultry shit now - of all times? when slotting your mouth open and feeding you his dick was absolutely out of the cards for the night. god was testing him. he wasn't religious, but god was fucking testing him, goddammit.

he swallows and looks back down, shudders out a breath at how soft and open you look. and because he really can't help himself, he lets himself reach down to brush his knuckles across your cheek. soft skin - you lean into it like a kitten - he could so easily slide his hand around to the back of your neck - wind his fingers in your hair, guide you to his -

no. fuck, no.

he steps away from you. shakes his head. scrubs a hand over his jaw.

"can't let you do that. not tonight -"

"is it because you've already gotten your dick wet?"

your voice is high and shrill all the sudden. he blinks at you, suprised.

"no? this has nothing to do with that."

you sniff. shuffle back to your feet and when you wobble he reaches out to steady you and you slap his hands away. he draws back, hurt.

"you sleep with anything that moves except for me, then? is that it? my ass isn't tight enough for you? my tits are starting to sag and it kills your libido? I disgust you so much?"

patrick just kinda stares at you, stunned silent. you shake your head, like that in itself is an answer and begin to walk away, to your room.

alot of emotions go through patrick - worry, for the state you're in and why, though he assumes it's something to do with that limp dicked ex husband. shock, because you've never spoken to him like that before, even been that vulgar. hurt - your words about him sleeping with anything that walks cutting deeper than he'd like to admit. but what he settles on is this - anger.

hes pissed the fuck off.

you're at your door by the time he gets to you - doorknob in hand, twisting it open - and then his hand is in the crook of your elbow and he's yanking you around. he slams your back against your door, hard enough that you gasp.

your open your mouth to - to tell him off - you dont know but before you can do anything he's suddenly in your space, his nose bumping yours he's so close. he's breathing heavy and you have to go near cross eyed to meet his burning gaze.

you realize he's furious. with you.

"is that what we're doing then?" he bites out. his fingers dig into your arm hard enough to make you wince. "throwing a fucking tantrum and lashing out like a brat. all because what? your pathetic excuse for an ex husband whispered some shit in your ear? you know -" he laughs, but you know patrick well enough to know when he laughs at times like this - it's because he's so angry it just bursts out of him like that - because if he didn't laugh, he might scream - "for someone who likes to bitch about how old she is you sure do know how to act like a goddamned kid. you want to suck my cock? ask me like an adult when you're sober enough to not drool down your fucking chin."

he knocks said chin with his fingers, indeed wet with your drool.

you have no words for him. you simply stare in shock as he glares at you for another few heated moments and then let's you go.

you wobble, unsteady, bracing yourself against your door.

"im going out." he tells you, turning. "I'll find somewhere else to sleep tonight." he yanks his keys from the counter he'd left them on.

hes gone before your brain has caught up to your mouth.

still you say, "wait." to the empty air, anyway.

you don't feel drunk anymore.

you just feel like shit.

[unkat]

chilaios medical au idea i have been bouncing in my head (will not be written until after my current one is done)

i am thinking of a like firefighter/paramedic story for these guys. where laios is a new shift commander/chief at a small middle of nowhere station and chilchuck is a medic from a big city who keeps getting reassigned because he is trying to recruit for a union and the company is trying to make his job unworkable/find a reason to let him go.

laios was promoted because of his work ethic and ability to teach other people about the ins and outs of emergency medicine, not because he wanted to be in charge. he is too new and disinterested in the company politics to throw him under the bus for other people, and by the time someone explicitly says he needs to fire him, he has gotten attached.

"he's reliable, does good work, and catches things nobody else here would have. i know he cussed out the family trying to get into the rig, but he had already told them no and they should be grateful he saved their daughter instead of filing a complaint! even if i were to discipline, he deserves a verbal warning and not dismissal. You were not there, and i am his direct superior."

(wins the argument and walks away trying not to hyperventilate)

also falin is a surgeon and marcille is a research fellow who abandoned her big-city super-focused projects to come out into the country and work with subpar equipment and an incompetent assistant. im not thinking like full rural hospital here, but closeish to it. could be an academic satellite hospital and she switched from like gene therapy trials to studying exposures/population/histology stuff.

shifting the touden hyperfixation from monsters->medical fascination i think would still get across the same vibes. falin is very nice and pleasant but she treats everyone nicely and pleasantly without actually empathizing with them. shes one of those surgeons who went to shadow a heart transplant in college and cried because it was so beautiful and then got a bunch of scholarships plus student loans for med school.

laios hunts and has a big appreciation for the lives of things he kills and butchering/using everything he can. then it translates to him being fascinated by the human body as an object more than as a being that is different and special from other animals that he is a part of. he is a fantastic emergency responder because of this- people are a pile of flesh that is broken somewhere, and he wants to figure out why. (this is something that I'm like. not sure if it is okay for me to include because it can be squicky/triggering. but i feel like when I'm unsure if I'm going too far that is when i am reaching the line i want to?)

the touden siblings still go hiking and mudding and spend their time off in the woods (marcille wears white shorts and sandels on a hike leaving laios to be very explicit and offering clothes to chilchuck when he offers him to join. chilchuck borrows his shirt and it is way too big, but he keeps it for a while.)

chilchuck is extra divorced. he facetimes with the girls a couple of times a week and gets them on rotating holidays. sometimes ex-mrs. tims invites him over for dinner because she feels sorry for him and her new boyfriend is also there. it's awkward but they both know he's harmless, just annoying and closed off. he smokes but has tried to quit 7-8 times. started when he was an emt and couldn't shake it because it helped him destress. he only knows how to drive well enough to pass his vehicle license renewals and still doesn't know what the buttons in his car do. the ac has been "broken" for a week before a station mechanic pushes the button to turn it back on (they should put a subway around here, stupid cars).

laios respects his experience and history of being at a constantly busy station that saw a variety of crazy shit. chilchuck initially resents him for being so out of touch, but grows to respect his leadership abilities. laios also always follows up on cases at the hospital to figure out the outcome and reflect on best practices.

he is the first person to get chilchuck to actually debrief after a shitty call and chil cries and never wants to talk about it again. but its like a seal in a dam has been breached, and opens up when they are cuddling on the couch. they spend more time off shift with each other. chilchuck crashes on laios' couch and initially feels like he needs excuses to do it until laios says he really likes talking with him and having him there. he tells him about the company's EAP coverage and that he encourages everyone to take advantage of it.

in the end, they hit that threshold of basically living together, and one of them would need to change their station (superior/employee romance) after they go from making out off shift in secret to seriously considering having laios meet his daughters in person. (they already think they're married because laios is always there when they call now)

[tzuyubit]

rest

an: hi. been awhile since i’ve written anything. im sorry if this isn’t really tzuyu, but im #trying. sorry if this is bad too. mistakes are mine!!!!!! half asleep posting this… sorry….

prompts: im worried about you” // “you don’t seem like yourself tonight

college au kinda sorta

tzuyu eyed you quietly, you seemed to be lost in thought about something and none of the other girls seemed to have noticed. that didn’t surprise tzuyu though, no one could read you better than her.

she bit the inside of her cheek, rummaging through her brain of any possible reason you could be so down. however, this was a failure because surely you would’ve come to her already if something was bothering you, right?

it wasn't long before you started to feel a set of eyes staring into the side of your head. tzuyu gave you a look of concern, but you brushed it off and laid your head atop nayeon’s shoulder, bringing your attention back to the movie that was on. this made tzuyu even more concerned than before, but she couldn’t do anything about it now.

instead she watched as you cuddled into nayeon, your body slowly turning away from her seemingly every 10 minutes. tzuyu couldn’t help but feel a little hurt by your actions. has she done something to upset you? did someone tell you something bad about her? did you hear a rumor around school and believe it to be true?

tzuyu spent the next 30 minutes waiting in what felt like agony for the movie to be over with. she knew you’d go to bed afterwards as you didn’t like staying up too late since classes started early.

you said your goodnights to the surrounding girls and made your way down the hall and into your room. you sighed knowing you couldn't avoid her from this point on. nonetheless, you peeled the sweatshirt off your body, leaving you in just a tank top and shorts, and buried yourself under the covers. maybe if you pretended like you were trying to sleep she wouldn’t question you?

wrong.

only a mere two or three minutes went by before you felt tzuyu’s slender body slide next to yours. she was hesitant at first, but decided to wrap her arm around you anyway. a few more silent minutes went by and you’d started to think she might actually not bring it up.

again, you were wrong.

“i’m worried about you…” tzuyu mumbled.

“don’t be.”

“you don’t seem like yourself tonight.” she countered, hoping to get somewhere.

“I’m just tired.”

a hum could be heard, “maybe. but i doubt that’s the reason you’ve been avoiding me.”

there was another beat of silence before she spoke again. “have i done something?”

“no.” you answered calmly, which only confused tzuyu further. “then what is it?”

your body shifted beneath the covers, eyes now staring into hers with the help of the moonlight shining on her face.

“you’re good at everything, you know. it’s like you don’t even have to try. always getting a’s, never anything below, loved by so many people despite you keeping them at arm's length, i’ve never even seen you lose your temper. you’re perfect. i don’t now why you settled for me. i get b’s and c’s in class, i don’t really have a lot of friends, or people that remember me, i get annoyed and irritated too easily, even the way i dress is questionable. you’re just so put together and-”

“except i’m not.” your girlfriend interrupted. “you shouldn’t compare yourself to me.”

you exhaled. “well you sure make it look like you are.”

“exactly, which is why you shouldn’t compare yourself to me. i’m nowhere near put together all the time, i just know how to manage things and my emotions to the point where it looks like i am.”

the way she stared down at you, seriousness filling her eyes caused you to avert your gaze.

“i just think you could do better than me.” you mumbled softly.

“ah.” tzuyu brushed her finger against the line of your face. “well i don’t think so. i think you’re the one for me and that’s all that should matter. you’re important to me for many reasons, but the fact that i love you in the way that i do should be enough. nothing that you said negatively affects our relationship. im happy and that’s all that matters to me. i hope that you are as well?”

you met her eyes again and nodded. “i just want to be enough for you.”

“you are,” she promised. “now let's go to sleep. you need to rest well before classes.”

and so you did, face snuggled in the crook of her neck as she held you close.

[gemwolfz]

totals really good visual au and postcanon au, ba 𓅽 yami and akh 𓅜 atem, They are based on simplified versions of ancient egyptian conceptions of the soul but unfortunately i am not well versed enough to explain it personally. and total has not used tumblr in years so it can't explain either. I can throw you the wikipedia page for now also totals rudimentary explanation is somewhere in the live gem reaction tag

actually total offered to write its own explanation so that'll be under the cut along with its art hooray!!!

okay hi so basically:

ygo doesny seem to give a shit about how souls work in egyptian myth but. basically, it would be funny if yami was a ba while appearing to yugi (not while possessing him obv). hes comically small and unintimidating but still a force to be reckoned with. its pretty much just a visual au and im genuinely surprises no ones done it yet?

akh-atem is different, i havent watched dsod yet so maybe that would fuck with canon compliance but. if you dont know, an akh is a complete, elevated soul created by a special union between the ka and the ba. i dont believe everyone in egypt got this treatment (it was a very specific and lengthy process) but atem is a cool guy he deserves it. Mildly fucks with canon but i imagine some of the remaining tomb keepers perform the necessary rituals until the creation of his akh is complete.

though atem was already chilling in the afterlife as a ba, now hes like. one with the gods. a being of pure light with insane amounts of power that can travel between earth and the afterlife (bas can already do this but shhh). what is he going to do with this? probably pay the living he knew a visit. sometimes. domino city is a bit far from egypt and atem is really trying to relax now. still, he is watching over yugi in this state and trying to keep him safe even if yugi has no idea. he can also appear in dreams! and i think he can make himself known when he is visiting earth though 1. he is scary 2. he is selective so he doesnt ever do it unless he has to. i have a scenario in my head where yugi visits atems tomb and tries to give him something (cards maybe) abd then hes like. damn i miss him. and atem flies down from the heavens as bright as the sun and jyst shows up in front of yugi and is like HOLY SHIT YUGI HI and yugi is reasonably horrified at first. luckily being a powerful ascended spirit doesnt change your personality

INFO on the akh design in question:

- i had to make my own buuut it resembles an ibis (has a human head of his likeness too). However akhs can take any form they desire. atem can look like his old self if he wants. you just csnt really fly around like that ykno

- usually, only his two Main Eyes arw open. his forehead eye opens if hes doing some scary magical spirit shit (his other two will be closed).

- his wing eyes only open if he is showing himself to someone (letting them be able to see him, making himself known), or threatening someone (im sure he has his reasons). each individual wing eye produces INSANE amounts of light and when all are open van give him the appearance of being a pure white glowing being. It will also burn your retinas right off. he is one with the sun after all

- atem is human in the afterlife. he only becomes a fucked up shadow bird if he needs to travel down and hang out on earth and stuff

[likesunsetorange]

one more bodyguard au snippet?

hmmm i think i can spare one more 🤓👆🏽(im copying from my phone tho so it didn’t copy over all the italicized stuff and im not home rn so i can’t be bothered to fix it rn icl LMAO)

Following suit, Eren sits across from Levi while Kenny stays standing, keeping to the perimeter of the room along the bookcases and observing the surroundings of Eren’s living room—either to keep watch or to pry, Eren’s unable to discern just yet—but Levi’s steely gaze leaves him unable to focus on Kenny either way. There’s a lump in his throat, the words he wants to say caught somewhere between his mouth and the smoothie he tried to drink earlier; the only thing he��s able to muster out are evidently nervous ramblings.

“So what is it that you wanted to discuss? I see you guys at the casino sometimes with the other Ackerman men—is this about Saturday? I already spoke to the police and gave them a statement,” he spits out; any confidence he thought he had is nowhere to be found.

The drumming of Levi’s fingertips against the leather of the couch cushions is the only thing that can be heard, an awkward silence settling over the room. A sigh passes his lips before he sits up, leaning forward, his elbows resting on his legs, his face going serious before he resumes talking. “Look, Eren, I won’t bore you with small talk—let’s just get to the point already.”

Panic begins to wash over Eren as he tries to recall the events of the last few days, pondering over whether he had potentially misstepped or done anything warranting a visit from one of his employer’s most notable clients—one of whom had almost been murdered just days prior. He did everything that was told by the police—stayed silent, didn’t alert anyone of the news, and acted as if nothing had happened—he couldn’t afford to lose his job again.

The tips of his fingers feel numb, and Eren’s sure all the color from his face has left. He doesn’t want to sound as nervous as he does, but it’s inevitable at this point. “If I did something wrong, it definitely wasn’t in my intention—”

Kenny, who toys at one of the frames atop the mantle, releases a chuckle, cutting Eren off, “Kid, you’re half the reason Leon is even still alive. Of course, you did nothing wrong. We’re not here to fire you if that’s what you’re thinking—I don’t even think that’s in our jurisdiction.”

Eren releases a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, finally feeling a sense of relief. “Oh, well, that’s good, I guess,” he stammers. He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure, knowing he’s probably made himself look like a bit of a fool over the last few minutes. “So if it’s not that, then… what are you here for?”

It’s obvious in the way Levi’s jaw tenses ever-so-slightly he’s resisting the urge not to roll his eyes or say something snarky, clearly having lost patience due to Eren’s fretfulness. “As I was trying to say,” he starts, “we’ve basically come here to proposition you.”

Eren raises a brow. “About?”

“It’s evident you’re… mostly competent, and you seem to be good at your job, which can be noted given everything that happened this weekend,” Levi notes, leaving Eren unsure of whether to take his word as a compliment or an insult. “And since Leon and his family are obviously concerned for their safety going forward, they’re going to need to ensure there’s someone watching over them 24/7.”

The words leaving Levi’s mouth begin to register within Eren’s mind, the deeper implication beginning to strike him. He’s known the Ackerman family and the people who work for their company for as long as he’s worked at the casino, especially if they specifically mean Leon Ackerman and his immediate family; there’s only one possible outcome of this “proposition” they’re offering him.

“So I’m gonna assume they’re requesting me as one of these people…” Eren starts trailing off, watching for Levi’s reaction. Levi only nods his head, which only confirms the rest of what Eren had assumed. “Ah… And since they don’t live in Jersey, that means I’d have to move?” He asks.

[boypussydilf]

BMT (bacon mettuce tomato) from that ask game forrrrrr..... persona AND sgt frog. double whammy

BACON METTUCE TOMATO

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

in persona … i would most likely never have thought of sumitaba in my life if not for the fandom. they r just neat. uhhhhhh. lets see surely theres some pair of sgt frog characters i never wouldve considered interacting or smth if not for some external influence. Most notably kurudoro i probably wouldnt habe really thought about them if not for the fandom either but its hard to remember, but let’s also give a shout out to some pairs ive seen interacting One Time- i THINK i saw one (1) piece of ship fanart of bariri and keroro? if im remembering correctly? And also hark ! to the fanart of dororo and putata interacting. iirc. rich kid swag

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

EVERY character I LOVE friendship 😌😊☺️🍃🌱💅❤️😌🤭🍀🌸⭐️🌈✨😚 ok im done now. Anyway for real though I would like to be friends with all of the phantom thieves we would be besties . but i wanna hang out w yusuke and futaba especially. but like, separately. the violence when they are combined is funny but would be too intense for me. Also, Eikichi Persona 2. And maybe Maya Persona 2 we wouldn’t necessarily be close friends but she’s nice.

if dororo n koyuki were real we would be best friends “u n dororo n koyuki or me n u” yes. i would enjoy hanging out with fuyuki as well.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending?

Ok well first of all lists of immutable autistic & trans headcanons as long as my arm for both series, but we already know that very well. Other than that uh ….. really die hard thoughts …. akira & futaba are siblings its simply a fact. also that fanart where sumi runs into akechi post p5r and shes the only one who knows hes alive for a while and its kinda just Them is like 85% canon in my brain. Also there is no world post-p5 where akira doesn’t become like… protests georg. if you have an Adult Akira Kurusu concept and hes anything other than not only willing to punch dudes in the face to try and get things to change but actually Actively Doing the closest things to that he can manage: you are just wrong.

sgt frog headcanons that r Just Canon to me …….. Aside frm the list of whos autistic keroro Super Has ADHD but that really kind of is just canon. not on purpose but no one in the history of mankind has adhd coded a frog harder than this. There’s not much else I can think of this is the worst thing to ever happen to me 😔 I could reiterate my trans headcanons in great detail but we’d be here all night and the Sgt Frog 10 Years Later au in my brain is still only half-formed (its my job, my DUTY, with everything i like to imagine what the characters are like a while post-canon, especially if theres kids who can grow up or other clear room for further life development, but also there’s a lot of factors to consider to figure details out.) So I’m just gonna end by talking about Kururu’s older siblings because we as a people need to talk more about them. I think that personality wise they’re both like. somewhere in between kururu and saburo. They like to Cause Problems On Purpose more than saburo who mostly just Doesn’t Prevent problems but not as much as kururu whod probably blow up a galaxy if it was funny enough, but they’re also like, Outwardly Nice, less like kururu and more like saburo. Theyre sooo good at acting friendly and sweet and normal that you can miss how extremely petty and selfish they’re being and all the problems they are causing. This is just based on 1 clip in the anime where shipepe sends keroro a card for new years or something like that? and part of it goes kinda like “Just a funny thing…. you know what that happens to remind me of? That time I bought you ramen in elementary school…. I still remember exactly how much money you owe me <3” anyway tbats what they’re like to me.

[lalalixa]

Cuisine

2 MONTHS AFTER THE COFFEE INCIDENT

"Oh fuck YESS! - FUCK ME HARDER DADDY!! Don't stop until you cum inside me! don't stop and keep fucking me pussy" Jennie shouts as you fuck her relentlessly

"Im cumming! don't stop DADDY! Im cumm-" Jennie's legs tremble to the ground as she cums while you fuck her, her legs starts to shake and you can feel her pussy letting out all the juices it has. You give her time to rest, but your cock is still inserted in her.

"Fuck Oppa!! everytime you fuck me, I always cum easily!" she stood up from the bed as she goes near you "If only Im not an Idol, I'll let you impregnate me" she whispers. hearing those words made your dick rise again, as you grabbed her hips you fuck her again through the whole night.

8:00AM IN THE STUDIO

"Good morning Oppa!" Lisa greeted you as usual, but something seems odd, she was alone, she is not with Rosé nor Jisoo. "Where are the others?" you ask her, "Oh Rosé has an event with YSL today and Jisoo unnie flew to Japan for her Cartier event" she answered.

A few minutes pass by, and things starts to turn awkward for the two of you. Lisa may be enthusiastic but she is really not that talkative to people she rarely knows, she would greet you, but she rarely engages a conversation. Lisa is very professional about work. So you try to make a conversation with her, to avoid the awkwardness on the room, you engage her first.

"Lisa, don't you have any schedules for today?" you started.

"Unfortunately, I don't have one yet Oppa, Im waiting for my manager to give me one, but I guess they're giving me a break."

"Well I guess you deserve it, you've been working for 3 whole months, no rests, Gala's after Gala's. Promotion after promotion, so yeah I guess you deserve some rest"

"Yeah I guess I do Oppa, but I got nothing to do, I can't fly to my family because there may be sudden changes at my schedule"

"Other than your family, where do you want to go? I'll drive you there, since Jennie and the others aren't here. You're already done with your part of the song, so wanna go?"

"Really Oppa!?!? OK I've been wanting to go to this Thai resto somewhere in Seoul, but Im not good at maps so maybe you can drive me there? I'll introduce you to Thai Cuisine!!" she said with an excited voice

"Yea sure let's go just show me where."

You get in the car with Lisa, and Lisa starts googling the Thai resto she is talking about. As you look at the map, Lisa starts to stare at you, At first its fine, but the longer she does it, the more it gets irritating.

"Lisa, is there something wrong in my face?" you ask her as you continue to drive

"No Oppa, Im just wondering, why don't you have a girlfriend until now? Lisa answered while still staring at you.

As you stop the car and park near, you look back to her, upon looking, you see her beautiful face staring at you. Perfect smile, shining eyes, beautiful hair, and so on. By the moment you look at her, You felt your heart beat fast, Your hands starts to get sweaty, and your mind goes blank. You can't help but be mesmerized by her charm and beauty.

"Oppa why are you staring at me now?" Lisa said. You woke back up to reality.

"Oh we are here already, Let's go!". As you and Lisa get out of the car, she gets excited because she finally get to taste her own cuisine.

"Oppa hurry up!!! Im gonna let you eat all the delicious food here!" She grabs you by the hand and went inside the resto.

"For two people please." you said calmly

"Is it a date sir?" the waitress said,

"Oh no, just grabbing lunch with my friend." you said nervously

"Oh is that so sir? you know that's how my parents started their relationship. Just grabbing lunch until they made me" The waitress said

You chuckled nervously as you try to wait for Lisa. She went back in the car to get her camera. And the moment she enters the resto, all the people in there started looking at her. "ITS LISAA!" someone shouted, and all the people started to run towards her. "CAN I GET A PICTURE WITH YOU?" "CAN I GET AN AUTOGRAPH?" "LISA LISA LISA LISA!!".

People started screaming and Lisa starts to panic, with no one protecting her, you run towards her and hugged her, "Lisa don't worry just come with me, we'll go to our table." As you try to protect Lisa, all the people in the resto started to follow you, "Can I get a private room please? so we can eat peacefully." you try to shout at the waitress because of all the noises of the people. "OK!" fortunately she heard it.

And as both of you enters the private room, the waitress followed you after. "Please forgive our customers, We will make them leave the restaurant if they try to bother you guys one more time." the waitress said. "Ok thank you, we'll wait for our food here." you said.

The waitress left the room, leaving the two of you behind. Lisa sits down at the chair across you, "Let's wait for our food". you said trying to comfort her in a friendly manner.

"Oppa."

"Hmm?" you said while looking at your phone, to see whether the fans have uploaded pictures of her.

"Does Jennie unnie taste good?" Lisa bluntly said.

Too petrified to speak. you froze while holding your phone, you try to give an answer but no words came out of your mouth.

"How long have you've been sleeping with her?" She asks again.

You try to compose yourself, sitting straight, you start to answer her questions.

"For about 2 months now. Since when did you found out?"

"Last week. How did it start?"

"From the coffee incident 2 months ago."

You start exchanging questions and answers. Then she asked

"Does Jennie unnie feel good whenever you fuck her?" Lisa asks bluntly with a serious face.

You try to find the right words, so that it doesn't sound bad. "I guess so, why do you ask?" you asked her back. "Well Jennie unnie still manages to have fun while working. And I can't stand that. While we suffer, she get's to have fun. Isn't that unfair?"

You didn't know what was running through your mind, except the fact that Lisa is trying to separate you and Jennie from each other.

Not wanting to be separated, you try to bribe her. "Lisa, you can have fun too, I'll take you to places, wherever you want to go, just don't snitch on us." you said. "Oppa, I've been to paris and america more times than I can remember, I have explored all the beautiful things in the world. And thats all you can offer? Just so I won't snitch?" Lisa continues to add wood from the fire, making the conversation worse.

"Jennie is the only reason Im excited to go home at night, because of her, I can also have fun. Taking away her happiness means taking away mine. Jennie makes me feel good after all the shit Im going through. And you're gonna take that away?" words came out of your mouth out of desperation. Lisa was shocked by the words you just said. You looked down and try to hide your embarrassing face.

"Well, there is something You can offer that I can accept Oppa, And I'll make sure you're gonna feel good twice as much as you feel good from Jennie unnie" Lisa said with a seductive voice. You gulped as you try to listen to her offer. "Fuck me." only two words came out of her mouth, yet your dick rises up, you try to compose yourself and looked at her straight in the eyes. "What?"

"I said fuck me. You said you can bring me anywhere I want right?"

"Yeah and, how is having sex related to this?"

"Send me to heaven, I want to feel what Jennie unnie feels."

You were stunned once again, You can't help but stutter as she continues to elaborate the offer. Minutes later, the waitress went in with the food. "Here is your food sir and miss Lisa. I hope you can enjoy them. The people who were bothering you earlier left already, so there is nothing to worry about" The waitress said. After the waitress left the room, Lisa stares at you with her seductive look.

"So introduce me to Thai Cuisine." you said trying to forget what she said earlier. As you try to eat, Lisa can't help but look at you. You try to ignore her by complimenting the dishes. After you ate, Lisa went inside the car first, You paid for the food and thank the waitress. And the moment you entered the vehicle, what you see in the back made you dick rise again.

"Oppa, you forgot to taste one thing, After lunch you should have some dessert Oppa, look Your dessert is waiting for you." You can't help but gulp by what you're seeing, Lisa removed her pants leaving her panties in her.

"Come here Oppa, taste your dessert" Lisa said with a seductive voice. She slides her underwear to the side, giving you a clear look of her wet juicy pussy. Without hesitation you went to the back of the car, quickly giving her a kiss while your hands go directly to her pussy.

"Fuck Oppa, you finger me good! keep going!" Lisa said as you kiss her beautiful neck, as you continue to kiss her, Lisa undresses you, She starts to take off your pants, leaving you with your underwear on. "Lisa are you sure about this?" You ask her before moving your next destination. "Yes Oppa, fuck me till I can't walk."

You took off you underwear, lining it between Lisa's pussy, after teasing it a couple of times, Lisa stopped you. "Oppa I told you to taste your dessert, you're not gonna insert it in without tasting it will you?" Lisa said. As you kneel down with you face close to Lisa's heavenly pussy, you start to insert two of your fingers while you lick her clit. "Fuck YES! im dying for this moment!" Lisa moaned as she holds your head. "Keep doing it Oppa! Don't stop! make me cum with your tongue" Lisa said as she moans loudly. You removed your fingers from her pussy, replacing it with your tongue, then used your left hand to play with her clit, and used your right hand to grope her tits. Lisa feeling so much pleasure she starts pulling your head from her pussy, making your tongue goes deep inside her. As her moans grow louder and louder, You start licking her aggressively, "Oppa don't stop Im cumming! don't st-" Her pussy starts to shake, releasing all her tasty juices, her legs starts shaking, Lisa still not letting go of your head, you slurp all her juices, licking it, savoring it. With Lisa exhausted, she finally lets go of your head, with your hand still in one of her tits, you look up and said "Lisa you haven't satisfied me yet, you have yo return the favor." you sat up, and lined your dick in her pussy, you slowly insert it in, feeling it tight within her walls, throbbing and juicy. You insert it all the way through, "FUCK OPPA!" Lisa screams as you insert your dick deep inside her. you start thrusting slowly, letting her adjust to your dick, "You're so big Oppa!!" You went near her and started kissing her neck once again, "Tell me when you're ready, I'll savor every part of you." you said in a seductive voice. You start by kissing her neck, then slowly moving down to her breast, first you start groping her with her Celine bra, "Oppa don't, there's not much in there" she said while moving your head away. "I don't care, You're Lalisa Manobal for christ sake, anything and everything about you is perfect." you said as you lift her bras, giving you a fresh look of her tits. You start groping her tits, then lick them slowly, while your other hand, roams around one breast, you start to suck on the other one. Lisa moans quietly as you suck on her titties. "Oppa Im ready, you can tear me apart now." By the moment she said those words, you thrusted deep in her while still sucking on her tits. "FUCK! ITS SO BIG" she moans loudly, you continue thrusting her, removing your head from her tits, you kiss her to lessen the noise coming out of her mouth, you steadily build up your speed as Lisa crossed her legs and grabbed your back to keep you in her. As you kiss her beautiful lips, you notice her one hand going down on her pussy, you see Lisa rubbing her own clit. And as she do so, you thrust farther and deeper, faster but passionately making love.

"Fuck Oppa I-can-feel-my-insides-being- wrecked!" Lisa said as you keep thrusting.

"Don't stop Oppa!! Im cumming again!" Lisa shouts as her orgasm is getting near. And by the moment you thrust you feel her inside release her juices, coating your cock with her juice. You removed your cock giving her time to rest again. Then inserted it back in. "Lisa Im cumming soon." You said. "Oppa you can't cum inside me, Im not taking pills." She said in a worried voice, "Don't worry, I'll pull out" you said confidently. You fucked her again, going in deep making her moan, she took out her tongue while you fuck her relentlessly, you kissed her mouth again, savoring every last bit. "Lisa Im cumming!!" you said, then lisa pushes you away, as you try to take out your cock. You released your cum in her belly. staining her beautiful body, While Lisa catches her breath, you sit beside her, grabbing the tissues from behind the car. As you try to clean her up, she stares at you again, "Did you have fun? Did I send you to heaven?" You said while helping her clean herself up. She laughed and said "Yes Oppa I had fun, And yes You have sent me to heaven." She said with a smile on her face.

You gave Lisa a peck as she tries to fix her hair. "Why do you like my lips so much Oppa?! You have been kissing me earlier and yet you're giving me small kisses again." She said, "Oh is that even a question? I just like Thai food. Especially YOU" You said with a smile on your face. She gave you a peck and smiled again.

"Ok we have to get going! Your manager might find you!" You sit back in the driver seat, while Lisa follows you to the front, "Hey Oppa, since you like my lips that much, why not let your cock taste it?" she said with a seductive smile. "But Lisa I'm going to drive, do you want for us to crash?" You said in a worried voice, "Don't worry Oppa, you don't have to do anything, just focus on the road, while your dick fucks my face" she said then winked.

[heeracha]

forty-six. / forty-seven. — the one for me. / alternative ending.

for me. — k. sunoo

✴︎ synopsis: to sunoo, you were just a random girl in one or two of his classes who happens to be friends with his friends while to you, sunoo was the guy who you’ve been swooning over for a year or so. now, with you tweeting about your crush on him on the wrong account, sunoo has just one question. you’re the one who confessed to him, so why the hell is he the one chasing (literally and figuratively) you?

✴︎ pairing: sunoo x fem!reader

✴︎ content/genre: smau, college au, fluff, angst (?)

✴︎ warning(s): swearing, always HEHE unproof read :D

✴︎ note: final chap !! AAAAAA thank you so much for the support you guys,,,, for the alternative ending,,, it's what i originally planned, but im not sure if i'm going to post it. tell me if you guys want it or not <3

"hello, my love." sunoo greets as you come out of the lecture hall with a wide smile on your face. "you have anything to do today?" he asks, kissing your nose as he takes your bag from you even though you have argued with him that you can do it yourself hundreds of times already.

"none, how about you?" you ask and sunoo shakes his head smiling. "you wanna go somewhere?"

"you wanna just stay in my dorm? or your apartment?" sunoo asks.

"your dorm's nearer, so," you laugh and sunoo nods with a smile, kissing your forehead as he grabs your hand while the both of you start walking. "can't believe you lied to me about having the same way home."

"what can i do? i'm a big simp for you." sunoo says, rolling his eyes but smiles anyway. you smile, chuckling as you look ahead to see jeongin.

"hey!" you greet and jeongin smiles, waving as you open your arms, inviting him into a hug. jeongin hugs you on the side as you feel sunoo not letting go of your hand (possibly even tightening his hold).

"long time, huh." jeongin says with a smile. "i'll see you around. hey, sunoo."

"hey," sunoo greets and jeongin walks past, your boyfriend rolling his eyes.

"you're so mean." you say and sunoo shrugs, smiling at you. you roll your eyes but a smile comes up anyway. "you're an idiot." you softly say.

"i'm you're—"

"don't even say it." you say, putting a finger over his lips. sunoo smiles, kissing your finger as you two exited the university premises. "remind me i have to ask you something later, okay?"

"okay." sunoo says, kissing your temple as he pulls you to the nearest ice cream parlor to get his mint chocolate ice cream. dates with sunoo are just never dull, honestly. the two of you could just stay inside and he'd find a way to lighten it up. no dates were ever repeated. sure, you two would go to the same places for sentimental reasons, but you could never say that it was like a date you had before with him.

or maybe you were just really a big simp for sunoo.

as the two of you settled on a tall table with no chairs with your ice creams, sunoo started talking how his day went... saying that his least favorite part of his day was seeing what's his face. god, sunoo.

"can't believe you pick that flavor over mint chocolate." sunoo says as puts on a judgemental face, continuin to eat his ice cream. you glare at him, scooping a large chunk on his ice cream causing him to whine loudly.

people stare at the two of you causing sunoo to cover his mouth as you hide your face on his shoulder, muffling your laughter on his jacket. you lightly hit sunoo on his arm as you pull away, a big smile on your face, mirroring sunoo's.

"hey, you said you wanted to ask me something." sunoo says and you hum.

"so, we've been going out for five months already, right?" you say and sunoo hums as he nods. "of course, after all the unnecessary chasing you have done—"

"you'll never let it go, will you?" sunoo says with a chuckle.

"oh, come on. it's my biggest flex." you said, batting your eyes jokingly. "who would have thought a certain kim sunoo would chase someone?"

sunoo rolls his eyes, smiling as he nods at you.

"i talked to jay and he said it's time for me to take the reins, so," you sigh, scratching the back of your neck, not knowing how to say it. you honestly don't know how people ask people out. how are you going to ask sunoo to finally be your boyfriend?

sunoo's eyes widen, looking at you. "are you asking me to be.. your boyfriend?" he asks and you look at him.

"yeah..?" you say, unsure. "unless you think that's unattractive, then no."

"no, no." sunoo says, shaking his head. "it's just... this is so awkward."

"is it really weird for a girl to make the move?" you ask.

"no." sunoo shakes his head. "you don't know how many times i wished you'd make the first move and maybe confess to me again with no sunghoon snitching you."

"then, what is it?" you ask.

"i thought we are official." sunoo says, looking at you and you place your hands on either sides of your head.

"oh, god." you say, covering your face. "did you ask?"

"well, no." sunoo said. "i just assumed we are when we kissed."

"oh, god." you mumble and sunoo looks at you, pressing his lips into a thin line as he resists his laugh. but he can't.

sunoo giggles, gently grabbing your arm as he pulls you into his chest as he hugs you tight. "you're so cute!" sunoo says with a laugh as he rocks you side to side. "you know what? here's what we're going to do,"

"what?" you ask, looking at him.

"let's have two anniversaries. the date i thought we got together and the date you asked me to be your boyfriend." sunoo suggests and you smile. "deal?"

"well, i'd love that idea." you mumble, drawing circles on his chest. "but you haven't answered my question yet."

"well, technically, you didn't ask yet." sunoo says with a smile.

you chuckle, feeling your ears grows red. "well, kim sunoo, will you finally be my boyfriend?" you ask, looking up into his eyes that shone probably brighter than the stars.

"i'd love to be your boyfriend, y/l/n y/n." sunoo says and you smile, kissing his cheek as he kisses your forehead.

it took them long, but at least they're happy in each other's arms now. it definitely was worth the wait.

✴︎ note: aaaaand the end :( AAAAA YOU GUYS THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT YOU'VE GIVEN THIS SERIES. I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WOULD BAIL ON THE MIDDLE BUT YOU GUYS JUST MADE IT EASY FOR ME TO FINISH THIS HBJHSBHSD NO WORDS CAN EXPLAIN HOW THANKFUL I AM PLS SKSKSKSKSKS ilysm you guys huhu <3 for me!sunoo and for me!y/n now signing off. <3

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[peachoony]

chasing love - one

Genre: mafia!au, smut, arranged marriage

Warnings: blood, kidnaping, basically violence, smut

Word count: 3.2k

Pairing: mafia leader!changkyun x fem!reader

A/N: yes another mafia lmaoo, but this will definitely have more parts. actually i had this au written for a very long time in my drafts so i thought i’d post it.

You greeted all the new guests with a smile while looking for your parents, who were talking to other guests. You walked to them, hoping you wouldn’t get interrupted by some auntie telling you how much you’ve grown up, since the last time she saw you. By the time you reached them they were already bowing goodbye to the guest.

“Dad the priest has arrived and Uncle Minho is asking for you.” You informed him and he nodded, leaving you alone with your mother.

Well actually not really mother. Your parents had passed away in a car accident, before you could even start collecting any memories with them and your biological father‘s brother – your now father – adopted you and now you called them mom and dad. They were just like your actual family.

„You look beautiful, y/n.“ Your mother smiled and you smiled back while looking down on you. You were wearing a baby pink silk dress with some accessories and your hair was lying with wavy curls.

„Thank you mom, but so do you. Still looking all young,” you said making her chuckle and playfully hit your arm.

“Stop it, will you?” She rolled her eyes playfully. “Can you go to up to Mirae and help her a bit with the preparations, I’ll come get you two when it’s time.” She continued and you nodded, mumbling a ‘sure’ before walking up the stairs to the bride’s room.

You knocked twice before walking in with a big smile, but you were rather greeted with an empty room.

“Mirae?” You said and silence answered you.

You opened the bathroom door but nothing. Where is she? You walked further into the big room and your face fell into a deep frown, when you saw Mirae’s wedding dress on the bed. You immediately walked to the bed and your eyes found a folded paper next to it.

No. No she can’t do that. Not today.

With shaking hands you picked it up slowly opening it, scared of confirming your biggest nightmare.

Dear Mom and Dad,

I’m sorry I haven’t told you this before and It’s probably too late to fix anything, but I can’t marry Changkyun. I tried to force myself but the feelings aren’t there anymore. I fell in love with someone else and, before I could’ve done something that could’ve hurt him more I decided to leave all this behind. Don’t try to find me, I’m happy.

~ Jeon Mirae

You stood there for a while, slowly letting your arms fall next to you, grasping the letter tightly. It took you a moment to realise what just happened, but when it did it came crashing down on you like a tsunami. You blinked a couple of times, still unsure what to do as anxiety started taking over you.

You opened the door, running through the hallways trying to find your parents as you placed a hand against your forehead, but before you reached the stairs you ran into a bigger figure making you stumble back. You looked up, your eyes meeting the ones, you wanted to see the least right now.

“Y/n, I’m sorry I didn’t see you.” He apologized, his icy expression not leaving his face, as always.

You looked at him with widened eyes, still grasping onto that piece of paper. His eyes scanned your face and he tilted his face.

“Why are you crying?” He suddenly asked, making you sniff. You were crying?

“I…” you started still at a loss of words. “Is everything okay?” He asked, now frowning.

“Mirae…” you said, getting his attention now. “What’s with Mirae? Is she okay?” He was clearly confused on what’s going on.

You nervously looked around, going through a panic attack.

You’ve been walking on heels for years now, but suddenly you couldn’t even stand on them. You needed to sit down with your wobbling leg. How will you tell him that?

“Y/n what happened to Mirae,” he said again louder, stepping closer and you gulped, suddenly scared of him.

“Mirae, she...is not in her r-room,” you choked out, hands shaking when you held up the letter. Changkyun looked at the letter then back to you before grabbing it as his eyes slid from left to right.

Slowly the letter slipped from his hands and landed on his neatly polished shoes. He stared into nothing, before coming back to his senses. You expected him to at least show some emotions, but he just stood there with a clenched jaw. His eyes met yours and you both looked at each other for a solid minute.

“She did what?” Your father yelled out standing up, making the chair fall to the ground.

“We can’t cancel the wedding,” Changkyun’s father said, shaking his head. “What will the people say? They will look down on us.” He added.

“I’m so sorry Minho, If I had known she would do that…” he trailed off and your mother placed a hand on his shoulder.

Changkyun didn’t say anything, while sitting on the couch. His cold eyes looked into nothing with his hand rubbing his jaw.

You sat on the bed still looking at her million dollar wedding dress. Their voices faded and your eyes went back to the letter and you sighed silently. When your name fell, you looked up confused on why you were relevant in this conversation.

“Right, why can’t y/n marry him?” Changkyun’s father said.

“What?” You blurred out, instantly covering your mouth with your hand. “I mean...How can I do this? This is not my place,” you explained and your mother walked to you.

“Y/n right now is not the time, please do us that one favor. Everyone is outside waiting.” Your mother spoke up and you looked over to Changkyun, but he didn’t seem to care what was happening, blinking a couple of times you looked down. “People will look down on us y/n. What image will we bring across? They will take us a joke,” she added and you frowned, deeply in your thoughts.

“Y/n, you won’t regret this decision, I promise you that,” Chanwoo, Changkyun’s brother said this time.

You looked up into the mirror and here you were in a wedding dress, that wasn’t even yours, just like the place as Im Changkyun’s wife. Your heart pounded against your chest as your father walked with you to the hall. You liked Changkyun, maybe more than you were allowed to. You didn’t know when those feelings took over your heart, since it was pretty obvious that your families would form an alliance of the clan’s, but the moment Changkyun’s family asked for Mirae’s hand in marriage, your heart broke into millions of pieces. You were honestly still hoping somewhere deep in your heart that it would’ve been you. That it would’ve been you he fell in love with, but who were you fooling? Mirae was always the prettier one out of you two, always the one everyone liked more. She had all the friends and the lovers. How could you even think you can compete against her? Of course he would choose her, of course he would choose a pretty, outgoing and loveable wife. All these years you pushed your feelings aside and now that you’ve finally mastered hiding those feelings, you’re becoming his wife. You wanted him to be yours secretly for so long, but not like this. Not as a replacement of his actual love. Not as his last option.

“I’m so sorry,” your father spoke up, making you look at him. “You don’t deserve this y/n. You’re not supposed to clean after your sister's mistake,” he continued clearly ashamed.

You stayed silent, not sure what exactly to say. “If you don’t want this, tell me now. I will manage something.” He seemed disappointed in himself.

You shook your head squeezing his arm. “Accepting someone else's daughter and actually treating her like your own kid is not easy. Despite Mirae being your real daughter you always treated us fairly, always making sure I have everything she had. I never felt like an orphan, thanks to you dad.” You smiled as he looked at you with teary eyes.

“You’ve never let me down, now it’s my turn.” You added and he pulled you into a hug.

“You’re not an orphan and neither are you someone else's daughter,” he said after placing a kiss on your forehead. “You’re my daughter. And after today my only daughter.”

You sighed giving your best holding your tears back so you wouldn't ruin the make up as a smile spread over your face.

“I’ll make sure he treats you right, y/n.” Your father said and you nodded. “I know you will.”

If it wouldn’t be for Changkyun holding your hand, they would be shaking like crazy and when he slid in the ring you almost scoffed. This wasn’t supposed to be the finger the ring should be on, this shouldn’t be the hand he should be holding, this shouldn’t be your dress and this shouldn’t be your husband, but now it was.

You looked around the big room. You were in here once, because of your sister Mirae, but now you’re here as Changkyun’s wife. A sigh left your lips and you leaned back against the headboard, closing your eyes.

So this is your life now?

It was still hard to believe but it was best for you to get used to this, since you would only hurt yourself. Your eyes shot open at the sound of the door opening and you instantly sat up at the sight of Changkyun walking in.

He walked to his dresser, taking off his watch and tie without looking back at you.

“Changkyun,” you started clearing your throat as you stood up from the bed.

“I’m sorry all this happened and I know that I wasn’t supposed to be here today. This is not my place but it happened and I promise to not bother you at all.”

He turned around blankly staring at you and you gulped, clearly uncomfortable under his piercing gaze. You were about to speak up, but he suddenly walked into your direction making you stumble back, falling back on the bed.

“Is that all?” He asked and you shuddered at the harsch tone.

He grabbed your wrist, not as harsh as his tone, and pulled you with him to the door and the next thing you knew was him closing the door in front of your face. You stood there for a while, before you realized what just happened.

He threw out of his room.

You couldn’t believe you were standing in front of your husband's room, after he just kicked you out. Tears started gathering at the corner of your eyes and all you wanted to do was fall to your knees and cry. You knew that you wouldn’t get the love and affection from Changkyun as a husband, but if you knew that he would straight up throw you away like a piece of shit, you would’ve definitely reconsidered this marriage. You would’ve saved you from this hell. You couldn't spend the rest of your life like that, not with your own husband treating you like a complete stranger. The thought of living like that just brought more tears into your eyes. You wanted to go home, to your father. You wanted to go back to him. You don’t want this life.

“Y/n?” You suddenly heard someone call your name and you froze, scared to turn around and face whoever was standing there. You slowly turned around looking straight into Chanwoo's eyes.

“Do you need anything?” He asked confused as to why you were standing here in the hallway at almost midnight. You blinked a couple of times, panicking inside and thinking of a plausible answer.

“Uh no…thank you,” you stuttered. He nodded slowly looking to Changkyuns door then you. “Why are you not going in?” He asked with an raised eyebrow and you opened your mouth just to close it again, left with no answer.

“He kicked you out didn’t he?” He sighed and you looked away, clearly embarrassed at the fact that you got kicked out from your own husband.

“That jerk,” he mumbled and started taking steps towards the door, but you immediately grabbed his arm. “No please don’t say anything to him,” you said and he frowned.

“Y/n, he can’t do this. Let me talk some sense into him,” he said and you shook your head. “Chanwoo, please just...don’t.” Your begging made him sigh again and he took a step back.

“Why are you doing this?” he asked you after he walked you to the guest room.

You stayed silent not knowing the answer to his question either. Why were you doing this? Better said why was Changkyun doing this? Why does he hate you so much? Was it really your fault that your sister decided to run away? That you got talked into marrying him?

“He doesn’t deserve you,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m sorry you got into this situation.” His last words before he disappeared wishing you a good night.

You sat there for a while and before you knew the tears started running down your face.

You opened your eyes as you felt someone gently shake your shoulder. “Miss, good morning,” a woman smiled and you knew she was one of the workers here. You sat up and blinked the sleep away, before you realized you didn’t have the chance to change, still sitting here in your wedding dress.

“Breakfast is ready in 30 minutes. Please freshen up, I’ll bring you your clothes.” She informed you and you nodded still in the process of waking up.

When she left you sighed and fell back into the bed. You barely got any sleep, all you did was cry and miss your parents. What were they doing right now?

After recalling last night you stood up and walked to your, well Changkyun’s room and thank god he wasn’t there. You quickly got out of your dress straight to the shower and the moment the warm water hit your skin you closed your eyes. You felt your muscles relax, especially after yesterday where you slept in a dress in the most uncomfortable position. After a while you heard the door open and you remembered the worker telling you she will bring you your clothes.

“Place my clothes on the island next to the bathtub, please.” You said, but when you heard Changkyuns voice you almost jumped out of your own skin.

“I don’t have your clothes,” he said and you heard shuffling before he disappeared again and you thanked all the seven seas that your shower glass was dimmed due to the warm water. The moment the door closed you let out the breath you were holding in. Of course this would happen with your luck.

You slipped into your heels before walking down hesitantly, still ashamed of what happened back in the room. When you walked into the dining hall you saw an unfamiliar girl sitting next to Changkyun while pinching his cheeks.

“You’re so skinny gosh, what are you guys feeding my poor baby brother?” She said playfully and you remembered Mirae telling you he has a sister, but she lives in the states due to work which meant she was rarely even here. Her eyes landed on you and she smiled.

“Oh hey, aren’t you Mirae’s sister y/n?” She asked and you nodded slowly. “Uhm, yeah that’s me.” Why was she mentioning her name?

Her next words felt like a slap into your face. “Where is Mirae though?” She asked, still smiling and everyone fell silent. You didn’t dare to move looking away to Changkyun, but he clenched his jaw. Chanwoo slapped her arm and she frowned.

“I’m sorry y/n, she just arrived and we didn’t had the chance to tell her.” He explained and nodded to the seat next to Changkyun with a smile.

“Join us.”

“Didn’t tell me what?” She asked looking at her parents, but Chanwoo silently gave her a sign that he would explain everything once they were alone.

To say the least – the breakfast was awkward. Changkyun didn’t even finish his food before he excused himself for work and honestly you didn’t feel like eating at all, so you just had some fruit to not completely come off as rude.

The moment you walked upstairs you let out a sigh, happy that you had the most awkward moment behind you, but when you heard your name you looked up.

“I’m sorry for what I said in the dining hall. I didn’t know all of this happened, I was just assuming you were here to visit Mirae.” Kyuhyun's sister carefully took a step closer. “It was so insensitive of me to speak without thinking,” she scoffed and you shook your head.

“Oh no, don’t worry about that. You didn’t know, since you just arrived today. It’s fine,” you smiled at her and she took a deep breath. “Okay good, I was so scared that you might be upset.” She laughed. “Oh and I’m Gyuri.”

How weird is it that you were just now finding out your husband's sister's name. Mirae never really spoke much about her or the family at all. She was mainly focused on Changkyun, but here and there said something about his family. You knew his family too, exchanging a couple of words on galas and events, but more than the basics you weren’t that informed about them. Especially Changkyun, he was always a mystery to you, with his secretive persona. You were always curious on how Changkyun was with Mirae, since he didn’t seem to be a romantic and affectionate person, but she didn’t really give you any details.

After Gyuri offered you to always talk to her when you needed something, you thanked her and headed back to your room. You closed the door behind you and leaned against it, but before you had the chance to drown in your thoughts your phone on the dresser started ringing, showing up your fathers contact.

“Hey dad,” you said and for the first time after your wedding you smiled that genuine.

“Oh wow someone is extra happy,” he chuckled at the other side of the phone.

“I missed you dad.”

“I missed you too y/n,” he said and you could hear the car engine in the back.

“Are you going somewhere?” You asked leaned against the dresser. “Oh yeah I’m on the way to a meeting, so I thought I’ll just quickly have a talk with you.” He explained and you nodded. “I see, but don’t overwork,” you reminded him and he chuckled.

“Yeah yeah don’t worry. How is Changkyun?”

Your smile faded as you remembered everything that happened yesterday. “He is good,” you said, but he sighed. “That’s not what I mean, I’m going to see him in that meeting anyways. How is Changkyung treating you y/n?” He asked more specifically and you bit down on your lower lip. “Don’t worry dad he is good to me.”

Yeah you’re lying, but things will change and then it won’t be a lie...right?

> chasing love masterlist <

[chocominnie]

One Last Time 02  —  Pjm. (M)

⇢ pairing: Jimin X Reader

⇢ Genre: Idol!Jimin, Exbf!Jimin, model!reader, sad au, fluff, tons of smut, angst

⇢ Synopsis: Your idol ex boyfriend Jimin cheated on you. You two have been broken up for a while now and the media has been keeping track of you and him. You’re trying to get over him, but the things that happen inbetween makes you re-think the entire breakup, and so does Jimin…

⇢ Song : xxxxx

⇢ Previous : 00   01

⇢ Word Count : 

⇢ Warnings: dominant jimin, makeout sessions, this is honestly a sad angsty au, cheating, pregnancy, unprotected and protected sex, a bunch of sex, no really a LOT of sexual themes too, I know I’m forgetting some but sorry in advance!

⇢ Copyright: please do NOT repost, translate, or modify my works in any way, shape or form, on any platform. If found doing so , it is considered as plagiarism and appropriate LEGAL action will be taken

⇢ Authors note: This is my mini series for the summer! Get your tissues, things to take your anger out on, and sit back and watch the drama unfold. Shall we begin?

Your eyes shoot open, chest heaving heavily as you let out a blood curdling scream. Not this again. The same dream over and over again each night. It leaves you sleepless. The time on the clock on your nightstand reads 3:04 am. Just only four hours ago is when you fell asleep. But a full night’s sleep hasn’t happened for a year so why would it matter anyways.

Once you catch your breath you unplug your phone from the charger and read some of the notifications. From your window, the night-time critters sing their songs along with the persistant owl that’s somewhere around the apartment complex. You’d only noticed him, the owl, just a few months ago when your cat started meowing with his hoots. 

A missed call from your uncle. 

Immediately you unlock your phone and dial the number. Bringing your index finger to your mouth you gently nip on it waiting for it to answer, The rings are agonizing to you. If something has happened you only wish and pray it wasn’t as bad as you think. He’s the only parental figure left in your life.

‘‘ Princess! Hello I was just calling to speak to you earlier. But I realized you are five hours ahead of me and you had probably went to sleep.’‘

His soothing voice calms your emotions making you let out a tiny breath of air. Thank god.

‘’Hey Charlie.” You sigh. Looking towards your left, you spot Clara purring quietly next to you. You can’t help but to smile while bringing a hand over to rub her head with your thumb.  She’s so small under the shining moonlight from your window.

Her white coat shines brightly amongst her, making you remember the first night you had brought her home. All she did was sleep, and it worried you because you had no prior expierence caring for anything, let alone a small animal. Clara only drank kitten milk and slept back then. Occasionally being awake enough to nip at your fingers whenever you pet or touched her.

Now she’s a bit bigger and walks around the apartment like she owns the place. Quite the little attitude she has, but its too damn cute for you to scold her whenever she does something wrong. 

“ Yes I did fall asleep from after a gathering at someone’s house.’’ You continue on, bringing your knees to your chest after opening the curtain of your window fully.

The moons brightness illuminates the entire room, but not so bright for you to complain though. ‘’ Oh- was it Jimin’s? Tell him I said hell-’’

You bite your lip hard at his name. He doesn’t know and you wont even dare to let him know. Knowing him, your uncle would have a fit and oppose to come back to Seoul to ‘set the record straight.’ to Jimin. That’s the last thing you want to do, cause trouble.

‘‘ It was his brother’s house warming party.” You say, lowering your tone in your voice. You look at the nightstand for a couple of seconds just before opening the top drawer of the wooden, polished piece. Your hands shakily pull out a picture of you two together.

It was taken at  Marne-la-Vallée, France right infront of Cinderella’s castle. That was the day that you and Jimin had to went to Disneyland in Paris, France. You cant help but to think, with the picture in hand, that it was one of the best nights ever. It was also the same night your virginity was taken.

‘‘ Oh.. I know that tone. Are you two arguing at the moment.”

You shrug, “ I mean you could say that.’’

No you cant.

‘‘ Alright alright I won’t talk more of him. Let’s change the subject.” He chuckles deeply into the phone.

‘‘ How’s Europe? Anything new happening on base?”

‘‘ Same old Same old. It’s been what? 2 years since I’ve left Seoul? The food is different over here. They don’t have kimchi pancakes sadly.”

You can only imagine the frowny face he makes at you whenever he doesn’t approve or like something. It always turns out to be funny.

You giggle into the phone shaking your head slightly, “ Of course. You are in Europe Charlie. Where are you getting food from anyway if you are on base?’’

‘‘ I can go off base to a certain mileage when I am off duty. I just have to report back in time. But you do know that you can always come live on base with me...’ He trails off.

Oh boy. Here he goes. He’s always talking about moving you on base with him. Hell, he’s been talking about it since before he had to go to be based in Europe. By then you were twenty years old and old enough to live by yourself. Growing up in Daegu, Korea since you were six, you felt as if Korea was home to you and you definately weren’t ready to leave yet.

Especially, after losing your parents here. Around eight years old, your aunt and mother were on the way to pick up your father from the airport. With your mom and dad also being military and based in Korea with your dad’s bestfriend, your uncle Charlie, your father had been called to take military leave to go and be based in Korea for the National Guard.

On the way back from the airport, a drunk driver had struck the car knocking them off the road and colliding head first into the railing of the bridge. All bodies were reported dead upon collision, including your aunt. Charlie didn’t take the news well at all, and so did you. Only eight years old and still a bit new to a foreign country. It was devistating for you and Charlie. Charlie did what was right and stepped up to be your legal guardian while taking some time off from the military. Till this day, he treats you like his sacred little daughter and you can’t ask for anyone better than him.

 “You are old enough to live on your own and housing is avail-”

You jump at his voice on the line again, being too spaced out from the tragic memory. Before he can go on any longer you cut him off. ‘‘ Im fine with the apartment you left me. Im paying the bills on time and taking good care of it.”

‘‘ Alright fine. But that option is always available you hear me? I will always be ready for you to come with me.’’

‘‘ Okay Charlie” You groan.

‘‘ Alright.. sweetie it’s getting late on this side and it’s already 3 am on your side. Get some sleep okay? Don’t you have a model shoot thingy or something? You have those a lot.’‘

‘‘ Yes i actually do in a couple of hours. It’s been a while since I’ve did a shoot. Please eat and sleep well. Don’t injure yourself.’‘

‘‘ I promise. You promise to do the same right?’‘ He says, rustling movements are in the background.

‘‘ Yes I promise. Good night sleep tight..’‘ You smile as you wait for him to finish the rest.

He chuckles one last time on the other end, ‘‘I’ll always love you, goodnight‘’

Beep Beep Beep

You in a racy light pink lingerie with white duvets and sheets is the concept of your comeback. It’s supposed to symbolize the “Night After’’. Camera’s click and directors yell and praise you in your subtle yet damaging moves and facial expressions. You want.. no need for this comeback to be successful. Not only did your manager schedule this, but she is making sure that they release this same very day.

Nobody in this company’s industry has ever did this before. But you, you are sort of the special one. The special foreigner as they say. It’s not like you don’t like it but you don’t like that they label you as that. Stylists, employee’s hell even anybody who works there treat you as a princess. It’s not bad, but it’s just weird.

‘‘ One last one. Give me a sexy yet innocent look mama.’‘ Elliot, the director says, smiling wide at you.

You slip a finger into your mouth and do a little pout with your lips.

Elliot busts out into a roar of happiness with his hands clapping furiously. ‘‘That’s it mama yes! That’s just what we needed!’‘

Adjusting his microphone earpiece, he turns around to greet and thank everyone, ‘‘ Alright everybody this concludes our shooting! You all worked so hard today. Make it home safe, eat well.’‘

Finally. You sigh out in relief and close your eyes. It’s been a long day. Almost 6 hours of shooting. Three Videos, and five swap outfits for each session of shooting for the ‘’ Night After’’.  As everyone heads out and starts cleaning up you bow your head slightly and thank them.

A stylist brings you a satin robe to cover yourself in. You thank her and put it on just before getting up from the bed and walking towards wardrobe. Once you are done putting on your clothes, your manager leads you straight out the exit. Outside awaits the car that drives you everywhere. Literally everywhere.

‘‘ Tomorrow somebody has put in a special request for you to appear as the main lead girl in their music video. It’s short notice and I told them I would have to bump some things around and notify you. But they are paying us and you good money to be in it.’‘

Money? Sounds like a plan.

‘‘ It’s fine. Who am I shooting for?’‘ You say, fluffing your hair just a little while inspecting yourself in the rear view mirror.

Your makeup is still intact with no ruins and the contacts they had given you suited you very well. A hazel with a slight bit of teal. Suddenly the car moves off into the busy streets of Seoul. You can’t help but to notice every couple that walks along the sidewalks. They seem so happy, glad to be around each other.

On the floor of the car lies your little mini backpack filled with all of your items and belongings. Picking it up, you begin to dig through it looking for some hand lotion to soothe your semi-dry hands. Once you find it you gently start to squeeze the tube.

‘‘ Kim Namjoon.’‘

You freeze. Namjoon? The same Namjoon from the group? Joonie? It’s been well… a year since you’ve seen him in person. Hell since you’ve seen all of Bangtan Sonyeondan together. Except for lastnight when Hoseok and.. that guy showed up.

You sigh already knowing the answer from the question you are about to ask.

‘‘ From…?’‘ You ask then put the lotion back in your bag. Slowly you rub your hands together to moisturize.

Your manager quickly flips through the daily planner, ‘‘ Bangtan Sonyeodan but this is for one of his mixtape songs.’‘

Thank goodness.

‘‘ That’s fine. What time will the car be arriving tomorrow?’‘

‘‘ 8 am on the dot. You need to be there by 8:30. I’ll be tending to one of my other models tomorrow so you will be alone. I can send som-’‘

‘‘ No no it’s truly okay. I know how to manage things myself. Besides, I learn from you.’‘ You reassure her with one of your winning smiles, laying your head on her shoulder.

‘‘ Aigoo what am I going to do with you?’‘

The day ends very well. The movies you’ve been watching have kept you occupied. But not occupied enough for you to keep crying at all the sad parts in the chick flicks. Breakups, someone had died, someone had even just spilled something onto the floor and that was enough to send you into tears.Only because when the main lead boy rushed to help clean it up, it reminded you of Jimin last-night helping Isabel.

‘’What is going on with myself.’’ You blow your nose into a tissue for what seemed like the thousandth time today. Clara lets out one of her meows beside you then goes back to grooming herself.

You place her onto your lap and begin to run your fingers through her fur over and over again. Such a soothing effect to you as you stare into space sulking in your thoughts.

Why is it that you weren’t enough for him? Why is it that every single little thing reminds you of him? You gave him your all and he gave you his but what happened? Where did you go wrong? Cooked, cleaned, satisfied his needs. You guys had even started to plan out what you wanted out of a family. When you wanted a baby and what you would name it. It was fun. The whole relationship was fun. Right until that scandal.

Ding.. Ding.. Ding.. DI-

You unlock your phone immediately to stop that annoying dinging noise. Not surprisingly it’s a text from Jeon Jungkook.

Kookie : Im coming over I’ll be there in exactly 3 minutes.

Kookie: Don’t think about leaving either.

Kookie: Im bringing someone with me.

Kookie: We need to have a serious talk babycheeks.

You roll your eyes at the nickname he’s given you. No matter how many times you tell him you want him to change it, he declines. There’s no point in asking anymore.

Why would he want to talk anyways and who is the person he’s bringing. Eh.. it might just be Ryan they seem to do everything together as a team.

As soon as you step foot out of your bed the sound the door clicking makes your head shoot up. How in the living hell does he know the password to your house? Rage takes over you. That’s something that you hate. When people invade your personal space. In this case, personal home.

‘‘ Jeon fucking Jungkook!’‘ You scream, abruptly stomping your feet all the way to and out your bedroom door. Suddenly you stop at the sight of the two faces staring back at you.

Jungkook’s expression holds a concerned yet upset face while the other just stands there calm and cool. But you on the other hand are way besides that level.

Your eyes must be filled with rage and the expression on your face is no good. How dare he disrespect you like that? Bringing him into your home, knowing the bad blood between you two. Oh, they both have something coming towards them. You begin to walk to them again making each step make the floor shake.

‘‘ Get out. Both of you. One you invade my personal private home..’‘

You grab both boys by their collars, making sure to grip the one on the right’s harder than usual. ‘‘ Two, you fucking invite him over here.’‘ You drag each of them towards the exit. Which is going good until Jungkook rips your hands away from his shirt and takes you over his shoulder.

You’ve had enough of him and his invasive ways. Pounding on his back with your fists, you make sure to scream into his ear. “ Put me the fuck down Jeon Jungko-”

You hiss at the stinging sensation on your ass. Did he just? Jimin stands there awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. You make sure to make eye contact with him and roll your eyes. Something that always had and will piss him off.

‘‘ Hush. I told you all of us needed to have a deep talk about you.’‘

Jungkook plops your frail body onto one side of the couch in which he sits next to you. He motions for Jimin to come sit across from the both of you but you aren’t having it.

‘‘ Don’t you do it.” You glare at him. Jungkook sighs harshly only to pluck your forehead two times. You whine and rub it with your index and middle finger.

Jungkook shakes his head in disapproval, ‘‘ When are you ever going to learn? Jimin sit down now.”

‘‘ Truthfully.. I feel as though I shouldn’t be here so-”

“ Good. Get out you are unwanted.” You snap back causing him to give you one of his long stares with no facial expression at all.

Jungkook glares at you just before getting up to throw his hands in the air full of disappointment. “ Enough! “

Yelling. Something else you don’t like to hear being done at yourself. You finally sit still and quite avoiding any eye contact with the both of them.

He sits back down and clears his throat. Jungkook gives Jimin a look before continuing on.

‘‘ I gathered us here to talk about you..”

‘‘ Why. Im fine. How many times do I have to say it. Im fine im fine im fine im fucking fine!’‘ You exclaim, getting more mad by the second. When will people accept this?

‘‘ Baby.. ’‘

Your eyes shoot up to him and his soft voice. You didn’t want to but you did because his voice to you is like candy that melts into your mouth.

‘‘ Don’t call me that. You have a girlfriend at-least be loyal to her rather than what you did to me.’‘

‘‘ Fuck is anybody going to just sit here and listen? Can we at-least get to the source of the problem? Huh?’‘ Jungkook leans back into the couch clearly pissed by your attitude.

Jimin’s the first to speak and holds a firm eye contact with you, almost daring you to break away from it.

‘‘ Fine. Im just going to cut straight to it then. Why are you so jealous? You aren’t okay at all. I seen the way you looked at us yesterday. You wanted to break down so bad but you didn’t. It looks like you’ve been dropping weight day by day why aren’t you eating well?’’

You’re taken a-back by his jealous comment. Although you are you just cannot admit it. You are jealous. You do want him back. You cant bear to see him with another girl but you. But the fact that Jimin is concerned makes you really hope. Just hope that there is something left of you still in his heart.

‘‘ Jealous? Jealous tuh.” You scoff, leaning into Jungkook’s arms where you rest his head on your chest. You only do this just to see Jimin’s reaction and by the look on his face he doesn’t enjoy that move one bit.

‘‘ Yes jealous. I mean why else would you put almond extra-

‘‘ Woah. No need to go there. We established that it was a so called accident lastnight.” Jungkook does finger quotes into the air and looks down at you.

You lift your head up and furrow your eyebrows in annoyance, “ So called? So you really believe that I did it on purpose. Wow Jungkook. Escort yourself out.’’

He sighs, wrapping his arms around you securly in hopes of you settling down a  little, “ Honestly it’s not like that. I wasn’t there to see you bake them nor was I watching her eat it. Im just saying that you knew Jimin was coming and obviously his girlfriend was going to come too. It’s a little sketchy is all.”

There’s no fixing what he said. Him adding onto his explanation just made things sound worse than what he’s trying to say. You don’t have time to be ganged up on, nor like it at all. It’s best if they both just leave, to not turn nothing into something.

‘‘ Get out. Now. Before I call and tell Ryan what you said and then she’ll definitely deal with you.’‘ You say, removing yourself from off of him and onto the other side of the couch with your legs crossed.

Mad isn’t even the word to describe yourself right now. You’re just a mixture of all emotions.

Jungkook now looks of sorriness written all over his face. You bite your lip and shake your head while pointing towards the door. He sighs heavily and takes one last look at you while removing himself from the couch. You watch him slip on his coat and shoes.

Jimin gets up from his spot on the couch, ‘‘ I’ll be leav-”

‘‘ Sit down we aren’t done talking.” 

He looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, sitting back down slowly.

Jungkook keeps his head down as he wraps his blue scarf around his neck. Poor baby, but he shouldn’t of said it. “Please better yourself and talk it out with each-other. Im leaving.”

‘‘ Make it home safely.. Kookie.” You sigh once the door closes behind him. Now you’re here. Face to face with Park Jimin.

The same Jimin who cheated on you. The same Jimin you haven’t seen in a while. You take a few moments to take in his appearance. He seems to have re-gained his muscles that are peaking through his black, longsleeve shirt. His thighs are still thick, just like his luscious lips. Of course he changed his hair color to black. But who knows, he might change it again.

‘‘ You’ve been doing well?’‘ You say, voice low but enough for him to hear. You drop your eyes to your lap instead of keeping intact with his.

‘‘ Yes. But you have not. Im disappointed in you. Why are you doing this to yourself? Don’t do this because of me.”

‘‘ Jimin you don’t know the feeling. You don’t know how it feels to be left wondering why you weren’t good enough for someone. Why they had cheated on you. You don’t understand at all and wont ever.’‘ Your voice cracks on the last sentence and you an feel the lump in your throat become sore.

He bites his lip unsure of what to say next. Those words had hit him good inside. ‘‘ Im sorry. I truly am. But you know the reason why we had to end it. I fucked up bad and the media was making the scandal bigger and messier day by day. It was better to just call it off.’‘

One by one your tears start to drop. You nose begins it’s running trip but you sniffle it back up.

‘‘ You could of denied it. You know you could of made a statement and denied it. But you felt something for her didn’t you? Didn’t you?’‘ You semi-yell, sobs already starting to take it’s way over.

He bites his lip once again and ruffles his fingers through his hair, “ Baby..’’

You wipe your tears with your hands making your face even more puffy from the crying. “ I am jealous. I am I admit it Jimin. But do you know i have been suffering for one year and two months? I can’t sleep at night because im so used to your touch at night. I look at every couple in Seoul and think to myself, Dang they seem so happy. What’s their secret?’’

Jimin sits up, making eye contact with you with tears welling up into his eyes. It hurt’s you more than yourself to see him crying. It always has.

‘‘ Please don’t do that. Don’t do this to yourself. Please get help from someone to try and move on. Please. I don’t like to see or hear you make yourself suffer.’ He begs, getting up from his seat and coming towards you.

Jimin sits next to you, hesitantly opening his arms up to you. Would it be wrong to embrace him? He’s being too sincere, but thats what you want right? You decide to just do it, and lean into him only for him to pull you in closer into his chest.You just lay there crying and sobbing while he runs his fingers through your hair. You shouldn’t be doing this. He has a girlfriend. But it feels so right.

‘‘ What does she have that I don’t? Why couldn’t you love me the same way you love her “  You cry into his chest, soaking his shirt with your tears. 

You’d been waiting for this moment to just let it out. Let everything out.

‘’ Please don’t make this harder than what it is right now. Just try and forget me and move on. Please.” Hypocritcal. How does he expect you to get over him when he’s the one whos holding you so tight right now. Soon enough his sniffles join yours in harmony.

You raise your head up and look him deep into the eyes while you wipe away his tears, “ Don’t cry Jimin. I’m the one supposed to be crying over you. Don’t cry.’’

He takes your hand away from his face and wraps his fist ontop of yours, “Please promise me you will move on okay?’’

You shake your head no, “ I can’t make that promise.”

He doesn’t say anything. He gently cradles you in his arms and lifts you up. You don’t think to where he is going. You just close your eyes and grab onto his shirt firmly not wanting to let go.

Soon enough you feel the cold sheets over your bed. He covers you in the duvet and leans down to your forehead.  A kiss. Your fist is still locked onto his shirt in which he tries to pry it away but you don’t want to let him go. He sighs and raises his arms up as he takes off the shirt revealing an extra plain white wife beater under it. Taking your other hand, he wraps your hand into another fist onto the shirt to where both of your hands are holding onto it.

‘‘ Please better yourself for me baby. Sleep and eat well. “

Is all he says before turning off the lights and walking out your bedroom door.  You can hear him putting on and zipping up his heavy coat but you just don’t make a sound.

The apartment door clicks and beeps letting you know he’s already gone.

[bloomingjungwon]

please write a heeseung college!au !!!! ♡♡

college!au heeseung

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: thank you for requesting! sorry if this is so long, i kind of got carried away and i was kind of inspired by one of my favorite blogger's writing style

major: cinematography (don't ask why, i can just imagine him being so into making motion pictures)

he'd probably minor in like north american or woman studies tbh

i can see him as a really quiet, doesn't involve himself in too many things, kind of student

doesn't really speak up when it isn't needed

but if it's a topic he's really familiar with, you can't shut him up

definitley the type of student to sit in the very front even if the classroom has like a billion seats left open

i also see him as the type to never be in the library, he usually just studies out on the grass or in a very underrated cafe.

lives off of coffee to the point his roomate!jake tells him he smells like coffee 25/8

you know how gym freaks take a shot of like protein powder before their workout? yeah that's him but with ground up coffee beans if he is in a rush and doesn't want to wait for his coffee to brew.

it's kinda funny, you don't know heeseung, and he doesn't know you. but you pass each other almost everyday because you also go to the same cafe as him.

like youre always leaving as he enters and like????

hello how r u not noticing such an amazing human being

but dont worry, ya'll meet some day

you're walking across your campus and the bulletin board catches your attention

amongst all the papers screaming "tutor needed" or "join our club", theres a flier SMACK DAB in the middle

"class do20 presents mini films at flint theatre this friday!"

and like, that peaks your interests

because you've always appreciated people's works

but you're kinda just standing in the middle of the walkway and staring at it , you don't realize someone standing next to you

"are you going to go and watch?"

you nearly jumped out of your skin cause like, who tf just talks to someone without getting their attention first

heeseung does

and now he's just staring at you waiting for an answer

"uh,, yeah seems kind of interesting. why? are you?"

"i have no choice to. i'm a part of it, i just haven't started on my film yet."

.... homie, the show is on friday and it's currently tuesday

silence

no words or expressions are exchanged and you're just staring awkwardly at each other

but in reality, you two are just silently admiring each other's features

"do you want to be a part of my film?"

your blank expression turned into a "wtf" kind of expression

"you want me, a complete stranger, to be a part of your film?"

he proceeds to tell you that it'll be a lot easier for him to work with a stranger since he'd most likely not mess around

because this boy needs to get his assignment done asap

and you kind of hesitate but then you're like "well, fuck it. sure"

and then he smiles. and holy

this guy has one of the most captivating smiles ever and you literally feel your heart stop for a small second

"let's get started today, if that's okay with you?" he suggests

and you agree and tell him you have one more class, but he can meet you at a cafe you're usually at

and now it's his turn for his heart to skip a beat because he's talking to an attractive person who just willingly agreed to help him on his project AND goes to the same underrated cafe???

but before he can say anything.. you're already walking away

and now he's just standing there dumb and love struck

but yeah heeseung is already at the cafe thirty min early while he waits for you, camera out facing the door, waiting for you to enter

catches you on film as you walk inside and he kinda just watches you in awe as you're scanning the room to find where he is

you give him a small smile and wave and in that moment, heeseung knew what title he was giving his film

you take your seat and you're like "so, what would you like me to do?"

and heeseung just asks you to do whatever you would usually do at the cafe

and you're like oh sweet. that's easy.

so you ask him what kind of coffee he wants and when he tells you, you stand up to leave and order coffee

he films everything

from you standing in line awkwardly, you picking at your nails, scrolling through your phone, ordering... literally everything

you come back holding both cups (which of course he films too)

"i usually just do my homework while i'm here, but i don't have a lot today"

"that's fine. you can just do it, and if it's okay, i can ask you questions to get to know you better."

"yeah that's okay with me. i can multitask well. i think."

that earns you a chuckle from him

he angles the camera at the end of the end of the table, focusing on you

and ya'll just do homework together and learn new things about each other

like how you eat pizza with a fork and knife because you refuse to get your hands dirty

which heeseung reacts with "do you need professional help?"

but homie blurts out he lives and breathes off of ramen noodles and his roomate!jake has to restock for him every two days

and you're like.... "you're the one who needs professional help."

and for a couple hours

you guys are just goofing around and talking to each other as if you've known each other for years

homework done, three cups of coffee later, heeseung's camera runs out of battery so he calls it a day

chooses the next location to film

a dog park

so the next day, classes done, you meet him at the dog park, and even brought your dog

films you throwing tennis balls, petting dogs, and even you getting chased by a dog

laughs throughout the whole filming process but then internally regrets it because he notices it could probably be heard in the video

breaks it to you that he has enough content for his project

and lowkey youre kind of sad because you've had fun being around him the past two days but you keep it to yourself

"i'm glad i could help. i can't wait to see it heeseung."

loves the way you say his name and now he's sad too because he doesn't really have an excuse to hang out with you more

so ya'll part ways after saying bye

but it's not some dramatic "i'm never going to see them again"

cause ya'll run into each other again at the cafe the next day

and it's kind of unspoken but ya'll just silently agree to sit down with each other and work on homework

you, reading out of your textbook, and him working diligently on his laptop (shh he's editing his film)

and you kind of steal glances his way and he's just smiling to himself as he works

and that's because he loves the way his film is coming along, and he loves seeing you

because in that moment, you both realize you have feelings for each other

but once again it's unspoken cause you're both scaredy cats

you call it a day and say bye and him back

you guys don't see each other until the night of the film show

and you're like okay i'll tell him i have feelings for him after the show

little did you know, he was thinking the same thing about you

but he's up in the film booth sweating his ass off because he knows you're somewhere in the crowd

and all of a sudden he doesn't want to be there

"what if they don't like me in that way?" "what if they take my video the wrong way?"

internally and externally panics

but before he can grab his cd and break it, the lights turn off and oh shit the show is starting

tbh, the films from the other students were quite interesting and you were enjoying each one

but this uncomfortable feeling was forming in the pit of your stomach

were you anxious? nervous?

idk but you were anticipating heeseung's film

and finally on the screen appeared heeseung's picture and biography

you didn't even notice the smile growing on your face

you thought to yourself, what did he even name his film?

"love through my eyes"

....love??

does heeseung have feelings for me too? or did they switch up someone's film with his??

but nope, there was no switch up

you watched yourself on the screen, from you smiling at him at the first moments in the cafe, to you laughing at his eating habits, and to you being chased by the dog, audibly hearing heeseung's giggles

but you thought it was over until there were more clips of the both of you in the cafe

however, they weren't from the first meeting. the clothes you both were wearing were different

wait, isn't this from two days ago? he filmed us that day?

from a hidden angle, the camera caught you two stealing glances at each other when the other wasn't paying attention.

you looked at him with stars in your eyes, and when you went back to your textbook, he stole glances at you as if your were his entire universe

speechless, the film ended, and with his film being last, the show ended and the lights turned back on

you didn't even applaud, for you ran out of the building immediatley, looking for heeseung

and there he is at the entrance of the theatre just staring at his feet

looks up when you hear him running up to him

"so... the film" he starts

but you don't let him finish because you pull him by the shirt and kiss him

and he's shocked because what the fuck they're kising me?!?!

but relaxes and kisses you back

and yeah, that's how your relationship starts

and expect him to film you at random times

would probably treasure "love through my eyes" and play it as a surprise at your guys' wedding in the future

im crying

[charlieroll]

okay okay okay!!! so this is a silly lil fic that i may or may not do a second part or even third -im already planning it but i dunno if i will ehehe-, about the detective au from @starlightcloudbaby !!! is just a silly little thing and and yEAH hope you enjoy :D i tried making y/n with a personality not soo healthy but still very cheerful -i dont know how to describe it-, and im sorry if the personality isnt much consistent but but i tried!! also sorry if there are grammar errors, im not english huhu

EDIT: i forgor to add that it has mentions of violence! it isnt too graphic but it is there

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Okay. So this wasn’t the prettiest of situations for you.

It was particularly cold that night, even for autumn, but you were busy tonight. Detective Sun and Detective Moon had been trying to catch you even harder than ever before, working longer shifts and looking on edge every time they saw you. They were acting weird, so weird that you didn’t have the time to look at the news. Until you had.

Your face was everywhere in those papers, saying all those… crimes you’ve committed. You immediately paid that newspaper and flew to your base, ready to read it all. Geez, you couldn’t even enjoy one evening walking around, could you?

Either way, there was little information of those said crimes. Vandalizing paintings –the furthest you have ever gone to paint something where you shouldn’t, would probably be when you drew in your walls- and harming various policemen in the process of escaping. First, you never harmed anyone with your teasing nor fleeing, and second, you were just guessing your favourite detectives weren’t injured. You were oh so sure they wouldn’t want to play anymore if they thought you did it. And also, who thinks is so clever as to take your face and names?

Now you had done some little research and were heading to what you thought would probably be their next location, with wind in your face and a frown to avoid drying your eyes. You were a bit familiar with identity thefts. They would probably be well trained in acting and/or makeup. You just were worried that they’ve been studying you to get a good enough knowledge to appear to be… well, you.

Honestly? You didn’t quite like them. The identity thefts, you mean. Not because it was happening to you, actually you respected them for their capacities to imitate someone; quite a nice ability, to be honest. If they were doing for the good side, they’d probably be very useful. Like you. You only used your gun to harm bad guys, you know? Never towards the very same celestial themed detectives that chased you around practically every day. They weren’t corrupt, you could tell. But back to the point, you just… had a bad feeling about them. You had bad experiences, nothing awfully horrid, but anyways.

You arrived and searched in silence through the building. Not gonna lie, you were just mad they were doing things you didn’t considered ethic –you never stole just to sell, nor harmed people you didn’t needed to harm-, and you just couldn’t stand it. Maybe talking will make them go to your side. Probably they just needed money or something. You hoped so. Oh, and mad you threw your weekend plans off the window. Some mafia dudes were going to show up somewhere in the city and you were planning on at least do something about it. It was better than letting them go without consequences, so you called anonymously the police, alerting about that place with details and hour, just before heading towards the exact same edifice you were in right now. Just left for praying that they don’t let them go out of jail in 48 hours, or you were gonna be so annoyed. It took you weeks!

You tensed immediately at hearing something. Running, some shooting, and you saw someone just like you running, hiding nearby and shoot back. Then some thud, and you knew they were dead. At seeing that awful sight of corpses, you shuddered in silence. Why the need of get rid of your chasers? You had fun with them, nothing else, but that copycat was more… corrupt. They didn’t even doubt to pull the trigger!

You stared in silence, trying to get the disgust out of your face. Instead you focused on them. Same white shirt, same royal blue trousers and dark shoes- What?! They even had the ribbon you used to hold your ponytail. Okay, hold on to your horses, it was fine. It didn’t have the details it had; it was plain red and yellow. Okay, one way more to differentiate you both. Also, their face.

Physically? Nothing different. But it just wasn’t you. No teasing, no amusement, and no nothing you ever had in your face. It was more like… you don’t even know, but it gave you a shudder. Maybe talking wasn’t something that was gonna end well; you had that one feeling you had when something was corrupted as fuck. Like when you fought against that one crimson animatronic (well, you didn’t quite fought but they wanted to hurt you and you were running for your life and the little prize you took off of them and haven’t returned ever since; it was worth though, he was quite the slippery bot, and ever since, you didn’t even needed to search for him, they showed at your door themselves now! Well, with quite a lot of guns and some soldiers and a lot of killing desires towards you but- eventually you were gonna catch them and make them pay for their crimes like everyone else).

They just kneeled and stole some bullets and replaced their gun, and quickly headed to the exit, and you quickly crawled down from the ceiling, carefully getting down from those beams like you once saw Detective Moon do to caught someone –you were spying-, with the pistol in between the teeth you were not aware he had –he never quite used it, you know, but it didn’t meant he shouldn’t have-. With the elegance of an electronic gazelle and lethality of a knife, he looked hella awesome. So you were impressed and tried having that same ability. Some broken bones before and muscles aching, you turned just fine. Hah! That little copycat wouldn’t be able of doing that, would they?

Either way, you had to focus. You were following them as quietly as ever, amusedly thinking how low guard they were, out of character with a bag in their back, probably full of things they just stole; judging by the sound, it was probably jewellery. Guns, even.

They ended up in the ceiling when you decided to appear. For them, you just spawned there, with a mischief grin and a hand in your hip, looking at them confidently. For you it was more like getting in place and posing, to finally cough to catch their attention. They appeared to be scared and surprised, but quickly drew their weapon towards you.

-Hey, fella, calm down a bit –you said, getting your hands up playfully- I just wanna talk to ya.

-Mad for me acting like you? –they imitated your grin perfectly. You ignored your gut feeling.

-No, not really, my fella –you shrugged-, just that I don’t think we’re playing the same game. Maybe we’d like to work with each other, so why don’t we calm down and talk properly?

They lowered it slightly, but it was still ready to shoot at you. –You want to work… with me?

-I think we have to get to an agreement first –you shrugged yet again. Maybe you’d get them to learn gestures you didn’t used at all times, so you could maybe trick them into a behaviour that wasn’t yours while being slight, not notorious-,  and I also have some questions of what you’ve been doing with my face, ya know?

The copycat got tense. –Shoot it.

You didn’t hide your smile from that silly joke coming from the one with the gun. –You’ve vandalized some art pieces and didn’t even steal them. Why?

-They deserved it. No one would pay attention to a random graffiti in a subway’s wall that said that one of the political assholes was an abuser. Especially if that dickhead was the sponsor of that museum, and also its favourite piece, so…

Fuck. Yeah, right, you could work with that. –In the news, it said you harmed various policemen. Did you really need to?

-They shot first!

-I know! But did you need to get to their level? –you tried to hide the little disgust mixed with teasing.

-You can’t say I didn’t have reasons.

-They ended up dead. You don’t even have a scratch, do you?

-Do you support police? –disgust in their faces was the main dish.

-Of course not! –You frowned-, but it isn’t needed that you goddamn shoot at everything and anything. Gosh, you need some serious training in how I work if you really wanna imitate me.

They raised a brow. –Why would you help me be a better you?

-Maybe because we could have much, much fun –you said amused-, like guess how much Detective Sun and Detective Moon could react! I bet Detective Moon would be confused and try to shoot us both but wouldn’t actually pull the trigger, he never does, and maybe he has some kind of problem with being too aggressive? Or having such impulses, I don’t know really. Anyway, while Detective Sun-

-You mean those animatronics that follow us? –Us?-, those bastards, why do you talk so happily about them? They try to arrest you constantly.

-Oh? Yeah, but its way more funny if-

They raised their gun yet again. –You probably work for them, don’t you?

-Excuse me? –you raised your brows.

-Just hear yourself, asking about “crimes” like if you didn’t do different.

It hit you harder than a bullet.

Did you… Were you a criminal just like them? Naughty, as Moon would say?

You shook your head. –I try to do a little good in the world, just that.

-You haven’t denied it –they growled.

-Aw come on! You know very well I’ve been in this far longer than you probably. You know my story probably better than anyone else, other me.

It didn’t seem to convince them. You sighed, taking your hands up, not to avoid violence, but to replace the ribbon in your head to your regular black hair elastic to do your ponytail, and kept the red fabric inside of your inner pockets, safe from falling off. You tried de-escalating the situation, but they seemed ready to pull the trigger if the next thing wasn’t it. You just sighed, rolling up your sleeves as if getting ready to fight.

They seemed to get even tenser, even their voice changing and a finger on the trigger, and you waited and kept talking, but they eventually did shot. Thank goodness you’ve been practicing not getting shot with all the fights you’ve had, and the fact you had been walking through the roof, and so it wasn’t just like point-blank range. Or some shit like so, you just thank every god you knew it didn’t hit you completely, just a scratch that started to bleed –looking again, it wasn’t just a scratch, but it wasn’t inside your flesh!- You ran fast before they shot again, and hit their hand with yours, and punched their face with your elbow after doing a quick turn.

Damn! They had a knife in their pocket, and you just moved away to not be stabbed, but you got another scratch in the nose bridge. Nothing serious, really, but it hurt a bit. Cheating, cheating! Rule-breaker!!

Now, now, you could dodge all the knife swings you wanted, really, but eventually you knew it was gonna catch you. Instead, closer to them, you got on the floor and kicked their ankles. Not the enough to let them fall, but they lost balance and you took the opportunity to take the dagger off of their hands and tackle them next. You could have punched them, but you opened your mouth to say something teasing. You were pushed aside before you could say anything, so yeah… not great. You were starting to get annoyed- but, but, but! You had a good feeling. You were gonna play, they like it or not. Yes. You were. The thing was… what to play?

They were gonna punch you, but they shouldn’t have forgotten you were an escape artist. Yeah, it was about getting out, mostly, but you also knew how to get in. Does that make sense? Of course it does, you are talking to yourself in your head. The point is you trapped them with your own black elastic. You had more than one; thank goodness you always kept extra.

-Fella, we need not to fight –you said-, I actually have something to ask you.

They raised their gaze to meet yours, mostly to make themselves sure that you weren’t gonna shoot or anything. –It’s nothing about surrender or about joining forces or anything if that’s what worries you –you said with a giggle.

They just raised a brow. You were about to ask, just as you collected the rest of information of your cases, but this one specifically meant a lot to you. Of course, you almost always took it on your own hands, but always left they get arrested by some random police officer. With this case, however, it wasn’t gonna be so easy. What for? They were gonna leave jail anyways if they paid enough.

You were not leaving the case to Detective Sun and Moon as you would sometimes so you’d not have a race to see who get to them first, nor you’d take it slowly as you normally would. This. This was different.

Then BAM! Detective Moon’s on the case.

Oh, the only time you were less than pleased to see his black and white face. Faceplate. Whatever.

-Hands up- you… both…? –he shouted, lowering his voices as he tilted his face to stare at you two, like thinking who was who. He didn’t close the door by which he came from.

You slowly breathed deep, without getting your hands up, and neither did your copycat. –Detective Moon –they said instead, without your teasing tone. Well, they failed, because you already had your typical smile.

-Detective Moon! –You greeted-, do you wanna play charades with us? Maybe mimes if you want-

-HANDS UP! –Detective Sun shouted, after going up the emergency stairs, so they were at your left. Oh my! The timing! Hilarious.

There was a little silence before someone else spoke, and you let out a giggle.

-Detectives, calm down, there are enough of us –the other you said, and you nodded.

-No need to share –you added smiling with your teeth.

-…god, they are good at pretending –the lunar animatronic whispered, tired as though his shift just started.

-Are you together? –Detective Sun asked.

-No –they said immediately, and you just stood silent, as the scratches started aching.

-How could I be with someone… uh… what is the word?

-Magnificent?

-Awful morally –you said with a giggle. You were just messing around, to be honest.

-We are here for one only –Detective Moon said, tense-, with the charges of murder for various citizens and other felonies.

-Huh? –You said, getting off character for a second, and then coughed-, are you sure these charges are for that copycat? I mean uh-

-How can you do such awful things? –The other whined-, so inhumane, so cruel.

-Wait, no, this is serious, how many people did they… uh…?

-Enough to be on jail for life.

So they can’t pay their way out? Good. You pulled up your sleeves and thought. How were you gonna catch them? You didn’t have the strength at your side, no. Detective Sun and Moon weren’t gonna help, as they thought that you probably had committed them. What move should you pull? You could maybe tie them up again, but it just wasn’t that fun to repeat yourself… hm…

-I have an idea –the sunny twin said-, let’s do questions, Moon.

-We have to arrest them both.

-But we don’t know who the dangerous one is –Detective Sun said-, what if they shoot?

-I volunteer! –You said, cheerful-, to the questions, I mean.

The copycat –they haven’t said their real name, so you gave them one- stared blankly for less than a second, and returned to the playfulness. –Me to!! Even if you arrest me, I can get out. Am I right, Detectives?

-After all, I have nothing to fear if I’m the original –you said, with a hand on your chest with pride, right below your collarbone. You chuckled at how both the Detectives and the copycat reacted to your if, even if subtle.  

Both Detectives stared into one of them, sometimes shifting their eyes to their brother, and the other you shifted their gaze amongst the three of you.

-Okay. First question.

-Why did you become an escape artist? –Detective Sun asked, inquisitive.

-Answer the one without the ribbon.

-Easy as a lemon pie –you chuckled-, I adored circus as a kid, I told ya once, Detectives, and I really, really liked those kinds of shows, and I started working as a vigilante later, and it was helpful! But, still, come on guys. If you wanna see who is the real me, you gotta ask something spicier, don’t ya think? –you let out a giggle.

The Detectives looked briefly at each other for a second. –Fine. Second question.

-Why don’t you take out your gun? –Detective Moon asked, more like a growl needing answers than a question. Aw, he looked so sweet like that. You mean. What. Wait, yeah. Yeah! As a teasing, you mean. Awful time to debate internally how you meant a joke no one heard.

-The one with the ribbon answers now.

-Easy as escaping you guys! –The other you said-, I don’t because if I shoot someone just like that and kill them, I wouldn’t be better than them. Why getting on their level?

-Then why is your drop leg holster so near your hand?

The copycat froze for a second, as their hand was just some centimetre away from taking their gun out. Their hand slowly became a fist and then cheerfully took their hands up, like shrugging. –Because of safety, of course! I wouldn’t know what that impostor would do, especially considering they’ve committed so much murder! This… beast, if I can call them so, wouldn’t hesitate from hurting me if they get bored!

-Oh, come on, I don’t even sound like that.

-Shut –Detective Moon hissed. It’s not your turn.

Oh well.

You knew what they intended with that question. They’ve studied you, of course, and for much longer, and had chases with you, not mentioning that every time they arrested you and searched for any gun, they never found any. Mostly because you never used one. Of course after some certain event with a certain scarlet animatronic very like-your-favourite-Detectives looking, you started carrying one everywhere, even if you didn’t used to utilizing it. And of course you didn’t leave it so easy in sight as your thigh. They knew your thoughts about it. About violence and harming without the need, of course. And you, joyfully, started noticing they changed their ways too. Not even threatening with taking out their guns, not even Moon, instead just running with the handcuffs and trying so hard on arresting you.

-Lastly.

-Any of you can answer –Detective Sun said,

-How did you get that ribbon? And also, where is it? –that last part was towards you.

You immediately reached your inner pocket to take out your ribbon, with golden details in the red cloth. The other you reacted in less than a second, taking their ribbon and looking and you, then shifting their gaze between both bots. PFFF! THEIR FAZADE WAS STARTING TO BREAK! You didn’t wanted to be mean; you really didn’t, but their eyes, so angry towards you for a millisecond then desperate to the Detectives.

-They stole it from me!! –they shouted.

-Oh, come on, I don’t steal –you shrugged-, also, why would I put it back on your hair?

-And why don’t you have it on your hair?

-Because YOU were going to steal from me!

-Shush you both –Detective Sun said, tired. Oh, right, it must’ve been just the end of his shift; he should be oh so tired. Poor little thing.

-You haven’t answered any question. Stop rambling towards the other.

-We aren’t a daycare –Detective Sun sighed-, stop acting like toddlers, please. How did you get the ribbon?

You stared at the other you, smiling smugly and they stared back, with a drop of sweat through their cheek. No, they were begging with their eyes, please.

Oh, of course you were going to.

-Yeah, you little copycat –you said, playful-, refresh my memory. If you can.

They stayed silent and you approached, putting your hands on their shoulders and passing through their arms as you walked around their back, slowly. The Detectives were as tense as ever. –Oh, come on now, don’t be shy! Or is it that you… can’t? –you whispered at their ear.

Just when you were going to complete the circle around them and tell the answer yourself, they got you by the neck and put their gun on your head.

Oh, you fucking knew it.

You supressed your grin, as the situation didn’t deserve it. Actually, it did, but it just wasn’t fitting for everyone else. The Detectives –oh, your beloved animatronics- got their guns directly aiming to the copycat that growled. You had already hidden your ribbon by now, so no danger concerning your little prize.

-Drop the gun –Detective Sun said, almost like if… worried about you.

-Think about it for a second. How will you get out of here? –by killing you?

-Yeah, not-anymore-other-me, how are you gonna get outta here? –You mocked, even though you were trying to scratch their arm holding you by the neck. It only got their grip tighter and you felt now the cold metal.

-I won’t hurt them if you leave aside your guns.

Detective Moon shook his head with his eyes on his sunny twin that almost hesitated, before holding it as tight as before. –And what do we get with that? Is not like if we aren’t gonna arrest them too –it was a lie… right? Yeah, it was. He couldn’t behave like that! Just so the copycat could perceive things wrong.

-You haven’t shot yet. You care, Detectives? –they mock.

-You learned well the art of teasing –you whispered as an inner joke, but they poke the scratches (that by the way, weren’t bleeding anymore, but oh my, oh my, it hurts like a bitch) lightly, just to get a whine out of you, but you saw the grin.

-learned from the best. Me.

-I could kiss ya if you weren’t you and you were me instead. You are great, you knew? –you said, fawning yourself.

-What are you talking so much about? –the moon-styled animatronic growled.

-You know? We could’ve been allies –they whined.

-Are you together now?

None of you answer.

The Detectives growled. Still, they haven’t let go, so you took it as a sign. Just a bit more…

-Both. Hands. Up –it was more of a warning from the darker animatronic.

-Please. Can’t we talk it up? –the solar one said.

-Drop your guns and I might let him go.

Ugh, spice it up while I’m working, will you?

Click.

The copycat jumped at the subtle sound, and you quickly got away as you stomped with as much strength you had. Oh, the conversation was so pleasant for everyone that between the little struggles to scratch, they didn’t even notice you was tying them up slowly, and got them with a lock. Phew! Ugh! Wait! That didn’t stopped them from hitting you in the jaw with their gun, as suddenly it felt much more lighter, and as you were holding the bullets on your fingers.

You whined at the sudden blow, feeling it was at least going to leave you bruised up, but it was fine. You saw a quick shadow jump towards the copycat even before you could do the second step as you brought your hands to your face.

Detective Moon was already on the other you, arresting them while hissing things you couldn’t hear. While, you heard some more clicks, and you, too, were handcuffed by wrist and ankle to Detective Sun. You just grinned, maybe as tired as him, and he sat at your side.

-Oh, the bruise isn’t too bad, is it? Oh, and those cuts… -he said, taking out a piece of cloth that worked as a tissue or something. Why the sunny brother did have one? Is not like he could sweat, cry or bleed. And it was way too clean to be for oil or some other robotic stuff that were gross to say the least.

-Aw, don’t tell me you are worried about me, Sunny -you said, playful. It didn’t hurt, didn’t hurt, hurt…

The Detective was trying to clean up the blood left in your injuries –that were starting to burn-, and stopped for a second when you said that nickname. Not even his brother called him so.

-We are obligated to serve first aid, even if you are a-

-Vigilante –you interrupted.

He just stared. –Uh-huh.

You just allowed him to treat your wounds –he couldn’t do much since he seemed to just have that tissue on- while watched Detective Moon arrest them. It seemed they blacked out, lying there so still it seemed they were sleeping. Then the celestial animatronic got nearby, and looked at your injuries quickly and nodded. –Don’t let them escape.

-I haven’t tried to yet, Detective Moon –you said with a grin-, don’t you worry.

He just frowned, but crossed his arms. –While Detective Sun treats your wounds, I’ve got a question for you, before the police arrive to take… them into jail formally. For now, it’s safer to keep you still in one place.

You sighed in amusement. –Scared to let go off me?

Detective Moon didn’t answer verbally, just pointing with his thumb to your copycat. –I can chase them off, too, if they try to escape –you offered-, not like this, though –you said, pointing with your free arm to the other.

-I can keep up –Detective Sun said, while taking a little bottle of alcohol to spray on other tissue and proceed to clean up again, and god it hurts, but it was fine. You were going to be fine.

-I always escape for something, Detective Sun –you said, already without handcuffs and did jazzy-hands, but you let your ankle to be connected too. You took your ribbon out and put it again on your ponytail, and you smiled at feeling it was back in place again, where it belonged to.

-You- -he sighed, but Detective Moon put his own connected to your wrist, and you moved your hands back and forth, you intertwining with his fingers, and you noticed he was particularly still.

-As I said –the lunar lad continued-, we have a question.

-Oh! Yes, we have. We overheard your conversation between you two.

-Just the end of it. You were about to ask something, weren’t you?

You nodded. –Yeah. Why?

-What was it?

You narrowed your eyes, in silence avoiding their scrutinizing eyes.

-Why did they chose me to copycat –you lied with a grin-, from all the people that could’ve been, why me?

-Probably because they noticed your prestige –Detective Sun said slowly. His brother punched him lightly to the side.

-Why did you lie?

-Hm?

-You left my hand immediately as soon as I said that, your heartbeat is much faster and your hands are slightly sweating.

You left your grin frozen, more like paused than anything. –Personal business.

They didn’t say anything as they looked at you. You sighed. –Just because you two are my beloved bots.

You breathed deeply. –I’m guessing you know the reason I became a vigilante, right?

They nodded slowly; all ears for you –even if they didn’t have-. Oh, you loved undivided attention.

You really didn’t want to go into details, so you nodded back while moving your thumbs back and forth, fingers intertwined and on your lap. A long… long time ago –how much has passed still surprised you- you were incriminated doing something you didn’t. Luckily you had a good lawyer and the evidence saying that you did it was…confusing? At best, so you didn’t go to jail, but it still… wasn’t fair. You were scared it would happen again. So you just made sure it wouldn’t. Nor to you nor anyone! You were just cleaning off the streets. Never killing or harming, no, just making sure they wouldn’t do it again! Wasn’t it nice?

Still, you couldn’t uncover who did it. Who had incriminated you.

-Well, something about that –you said slowly and lower than usual. The Detectives just stared, and for a moment you felt just so uncomfortable. Were they judging you? Oh, fuck, no.

You giggled to pass the tense moment and quickly without much thought you got free from your handcuffs and did a forward somersault and scaled into the little roof above the door to get back inside the building. You looked at them, but they didn’t seem very eager on chasing down that much. Detective Moon just walked, fast and even seemed wanting to hop up too, but refrain from doing so. His sunny twin just stayed behind, walking a bit slower, but towards the copycat, still sleeping.

-I’m afraid we don’t have much time left, do we? –you said, doing a gesture of farewell with two fingers in your forehead, as you heard the police was arriving already. And of course, Moon’s hat in your head now, as you played with it and posed for him as a mock.

-Hold on a second –he said, concerned and annoyed. Wait. That gaze... There was something off.

-Hm? –You asked cheerful-, Oh, Detective, calm, your hat is gonna be fineeee….

You threw the hat down, and he immediately took it and left it on his head. But his eyes didn’t even flicker from you. -…detective?

-Do you know who that ribbons belonged to?

You tilted your head a bit. –I took it as a prize for fooling Eclipse –you admitted, narrowing your eyes- Why?

Both Detectives stared at each other, the sunny one almost begging with his eyes, as the other was giving you his back. –Moon, don’t, they don’t know-

-How is your relationship with Eclipse? –the darkest animatronic said, pronouncing the name of that mafia leader with a hiss, like with especial disgust.

-Excuse me? –you asked, frowning, and knelt to see him as close as you could while being out of reach.

-Just…

-It’s nothing! –Detective Sun intervened, like wanting to cut the conversation out.

-…answer.

-Well, he chases me down now and then, but I don’t quite have an opinion on him especially. Out of reach for me to… do anything against him. Why?

The Detectives stayed silent for a second, like trying to find the words and trying to know how much time they had left until cops arrive to the roof.

-You were going to ask if they knew anything about the case, right. –Detective Moon said, more like a statement than a question.

You nodded slowly, opening your eyes wide. Something wasn’t right. –…why are you asking –you whispered, but they heard perfectly.

-I think you can connect the dots –the lunar one said, as the other fidgeted nervously. Saying things of the old cases is against the rules, he must have been thinking.

You slowly digested it. No, no. No. Absolutely no.

-Eclipse was involved –Detective Moon said, before you could even word your thoughts.

You froze as the cops came inside.

[joskippy]

!!! ARCHIVIST MARTIN HEADCANONS PLS !!!

OHOHOH FELLA YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH HCS I HAVE FOR THIS AU

Literally all of this is going under a read more because I have this entire au mapped out in detail but basically I find the idea of Archivist!Martin very interesting because it's just changing one detail of the entire podcast and it completely alters the story.

(Under the read more is basically my entire idea for this au from season one to season four)

What happens in this au is that Elias hires and appoints Martin as head archivist because of the fact he was already deeply alligned with the lonely and was a interests of the webs. He lacked any real connection outside of the archives and was already of interest of two entities, he's basically a perfect candidate to become archivist. Tim, Sasha, and especially Jon are hesitant to be working under someone who they don't know and hold a slight grudge against Martin at the start for being obviously unqualifed for his job. Tim and Sasha, of course, immediately become more understanding when finding out about Martin's cv and just assuming he got unlucky and winded up with the role as the head archivist. Jon, on the other hand, still doesn't know about Martin's cv and continues holding the grudge against Martin.

Which leads us to season 1

In season one, Jon's opinion on Martin is "Oh lord this man I don't know is obviously unqualifed for his job and the role of archivist should've gone to my friend Sasha. I don't like this man but he is my boss so I will keep my mouth shut." Jon though, is still very passive agressive to Martin but is less of an ass to him in this au. Martin is very open about his opinion on statements and believes alot of them but similar to jon, will only record the ones that he knows have to be real. I still think Martin get's trapped in his flat by prentiss in this au, wanting to get more info for the case but not wanting to inconvenience any of his co-workers. While trapped in his flat, Jon takes over for him and records statements for Martin (Not in a "I want to impress my boss" matter but more of an "I'll show this twerp how it's really done") and realizes how much of toll it takes on him and how difficult the job is. When Martin comes back from his little worm adventure, Jon is much more nicer and understanding of him. Martin records what happened with him and prentiss and Jon offers him to stay in the little room he made for when he overstays at work. (Martin of course, is not happy with the fact Jon stays past work hours finishing up stuff but that doesnt matter). Y'know how the rest of s1 goes with the prentiss attack (Jon and Martin still share the heart to heart, Jon loses him and Tim in the tunnels) Jon finds Gertrude's body and it sparks his paranoia finding out she was shot to death and then we get to

Season 2

Jon's immediate assumption is that Martin killed Gertrude to get his job because like, he still doesn't know Martin well and then finds out this dude's predecessor got murdered so of course mr jon sims is going to go "oh so Martin for SURE murdered this lady." For the first half of the season, Jon pretends to be buddy buddy with Martin to see if anything's off with him and somewhere along the line Jon finds the noted Martin was writing to his mom in the trash and immediately assumes its about the murder. He catches Martin in his office and immediately corners Martin like "HEY I KNOW YOU KILLED GERTRUDE AND I GOT THE PROOF" and Martin just sighs and tells him about his cv and mother and Jon's opinion of Martin goes from "incompetent murderer who killed his predecessor to get his job and might kill me." to "highschool drop out whos just trying to make a living might end up being murdered too". With the not-sasha stuff it's sorta the same but Martin let's Jon in on some details of his suspicions on her. Martin get's framed for Jurgen's death and NOW WE ARE AT

Season 3

So since Martin obviously doesn't have a place to hide it at the start of season 3 so Jon offers him to stay at his place. Jon knows that Martin didn't kill Jurgen and is willing to take the risk of giving Martin a  place to stay. Martin, of course, is hesitant but takes the offer because he's been crushing on Jon for the past forever and definitely will take his chances in staying in hot guy's flat. You know the shenanigans of s3 (Martin get's burned by Jude, kidnapped by Daisy, kipdnapped by Nikola) and FINALLY get's back into the archives to apologize to Jon for being gone from the flat for so long and apologizes again cause he's about to go off to america. Martin get's kidnapped again, comes back to london, and now it's time to stop an apocalypse! ( Before the unknowing happens, Jon and Martin share a heart to heart and confess that they both share feelings for another and get together the day before 118 happens then shit goes DOWN ). Martin of course, goes off to the unknowing and Jon stays behind at the archives to distract Elias. Elias tries and fails to use Jon's feelings for Martin against him, then switches to what happened with Georgie and the dead women walking incidents against him, pinning it on him because of his connection with the web. Martin stops the unknowing, Jon comes home to the empty apartment and gets the news that Martin is in a coma. (He immediately blames it on himself) and now it's time for

Season 4

Jon losing Martin right after realizing that they both love each other absolutely tears him apart. He moves flats and he begins to separate himself from the rest of the archives and works with peter. Martin wakes up from his coma without anyone by his side and is told the news to him about his mom right the day after. S4 basically goes the same with Martin seeing Jon again finally after the coma and goes to hug him and tell him how much he missed him but Jon just stares at him like he saw a ghost and leaves without saying a word to him. Alot of their interactions are sparse, usually with Martin trying to spark a convo with Jon resulting in usually no response or just a head shake as he scutters off.  Then Martin finally is able to actually talk to Jon and tells him that he misses him and that maybe they could catch up sometime but Jon just laughs and tells him that hes busy. Martin later on finds out about how to cut off the connection with the eye and goes to tell Jon that they could leave the archives but Jon tells him that he can't and tells Martin he doesn't want to see him anymore and kicks Martin out his office. You know what happens in 158 and 159, it's basically the same and Jon and Martin settle down at the safehouse.

I don't have much for season 5 but I really like the idea that Martin is still optimistic even after the change and that he reassures Jon that he's gonna find a way to fix it when it reality he has no clue and it terrified to think about what is going to happpen to them. They don't stay in the cabin that long soon after since Martin is very eager to go to the pannopticon and ya! Yknow how it goes.

Im so sorry I wrote a whole essay worth of shit but this au means alot to me and i get very excited when people ask me about it!!

[washymylifeaway]

Haikyuu fanfic recs for ones I liked hehe

EDIT: I made a pt 2

Anyway, as the title suggests, I am recommending some fanfics for popular(ish) ships that I personally really enjoyed! I’m only doing one or two fics per ship (which in hindsight is KILLING me so I’m just putting the first fics I find and am like I really liked that one LOL) because I wanted to do a shorter fic rec list (tho watch this become super long LOL). I also may or may not be procrastinating finishing a couple other long posts, so there’s that hehe. For the (kinda but not really) public consensus for best fics per ship (by kudo count) check out some of my other posts. Also I’m putting some ships I don’t actually read much of (OOPS LOL) so if you think that there’s a fic that fits my type (if I even have a consistent type) better, pls tell me LOL. Otherwise, pls continue heh :)

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading to make sure you’re taking care of yourselves (since mental health is key!) and stay healthy!

IwaOI:

The Loyalty of a Traitor by DeathBelle (E) 76.9k // ok so does me liking this fic make me basic cause I feel basic LOL. I really love mafia fics, and the way the story line developed was SO good, like IN LOVE with this story. This is a fic where you should read WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARY before diving in, but if the length scares you, don’t be. It’s so easy to fall in and get lost in the writing!

the courtship ritual of the hercules beetle by kittebasu (chanyeol) (T) 66.3k // again, basic? Probably LOL but it’s good so I have no shame ;) Again, pls don’t let the word count scare you (cause it scared me LOL), you get really into it after like 2 paragraphs, so just make sure you have enough time to finish hehe.

KuroKen:

Thicker Than Blood by kylar (M) 91.4k // are you surprised that there is another mafia one? You really shouldn’t be LOL. Anyway, I’ll just be here pushing my mafia fanfic agenda while you read this monster of a fic hehe :) Definitely read WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARY because there is some very sensitive topics involved! I also adore the oibokuroo friendship headcannon, so more reasons to read, right?

Liked, Commented and Subscribed by Royal Society of Pandas (Abarcelos) (T) 45.7k // this fic is SO funny omg. I read it and I had to stop so many times just to laugh because I could not stop sometimes LOL. However, there IS angst towards the end, it gets resolved, but it’s still there... But honestly, it just adds such depth and flavor to the fic, so pls read it!

BokuAka:

bang! now we're even by Authoress (M) 11.9k // so I’ll be honest, I don’t read a lot of BokuAka (...oops?) and so I wouldn’t consider myself as the best person to be recommending fics for this ship (in general too LOL).... ANyway, I love myself some good spy AUs (was gonna put that IwaOi spy AU but the LIMIT), and Akaashi in a dress? Like the tags might state, what more do you need? The characters are done beautifully, and the story development is SO good, so I give you all my humble BokuAka rec.

Crisis Converted by valiantarmor (M) 60k // man do I really love fighting in my fics LOL. This was super good and the plot itself kept me really engaged (what a twist omg). It does talk a bit about mental health issues, but it’s done so well, and they really did this AU justice!

DaiSuga:

How to Manage by SuggestiveScribe (E) 39.3k // ok so yea yea we established, I’m basic, BUT can you blame me? This might’ve been one of the first DaiSuga’s I’ve read and I have no regrets. Literally, this fic series is one of my favorites, so OF COURSE I had to add it somewhere :D Honestly, I don’t even think you need to read the first one to understand what’s going on, but I would just cause it has some funny DaiSuga moments too ;) This is explicit for PWP, so proceed with caution~~

Add New Contact by booksong (G) 8.5k // this one! It’s so cute and poor Daichi LOL. He really out here doing the most,,, Anyway, we love tech Suga, and a nice dash of snarky tsukki (LOL is he salt, yes yes he is). It’s very fluff and pine, so if you want to read Daichi having gay panic like 24/7, go right ahead LOL. 

SakuAtsu:

Burden of Blame by DeathBelle (E) 91.2k // ummmm, haha what, another mafia AU? Me, predictable? Noooo, never..... Anyway, this one was so freakin’ good like, love it so much! It’s one of my favorite mafia AU fics, and I love the story line progression. Poor Atsumu being dragged into this mess, but it’s okay because THEY are IN LOVE. Honestly, this fic is Atsumu best boy like he is the best boy. BEST BOY.

Notte Stellata by awkwardedgeworth (T) 20.9k // I ignored all of the other fics I LOVE in this ship (like the pain I’m in rn), but I love this fic with my whole heart. Like I have reread this fic multiple multiple times because I love it so much (tho I might’ve skipped the angst a couple of times cause I didn’t want the pain okay?). I keep coming back, and the second fic in this series is SO funny and cute and I love it here. Please read it, it’s so FREAKING good, angst and ALL.

KyouHaba:

Team Mom by All_My_Characters_Are_Dead (T) 2.7k // so as I was going through this tag (because that’s what I do LOL), I remembered this fic and I love it. Like yes Yahaba is the fear factor and yes Kyoutani is the DAD. I really like the team dynamics in this one, and the first years make me laugh pls.

Camellias by kiyala (T) 1.9k // IK you’re all like, you’re missing such great fics, like no I’m not I just made myself hate myself by limiting fics to two per,,, I love this fic and when I starting looking for this ship, it was the first one I thought of hehe. I really love magic and their interactions are so cute and the PLANTS ARE DOING THE MOST. Pls read both in the series, cause domestic KyouHaba is best KyouHaba ngl LOL. I love the plants, and if you read the second one, someone tell the trees to stop bullying Yahaba.

MatsuHana:

This gets annoying fast, Makki by Ink_stained_quills (G) 2.3k // IM IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC PLS I COULD NOT STOP CRYING TEARS OF LAUGHTER. This AU needs more fics PLEASE. It was SO freakin’ funny and the other teams KILLED ME. Like how they all approached the problem differently and how some of them (KUROO) asked for help LOL. Please this is so freaking funny go read it.

boiled frogs by reginagalaxia (E) 91.5k // I told myself I was gonna put my most angsty fics on another post (which I will for my other favorite MatsuHana angst fic which I love), but this fic. Omg I saw it and I was like I have to. Literally I have to. I hate angst, but read it. It, the, plot, omg, I jjfnsfknalkjdnf ljksan. Like I’m not sure you understand. This fic. asjfjfsadnldjb. I never thought I could hate a character SO MUCH,,,, like SO MUCH. READ TAGS, WARNINGS, AND SUMMARIES because some serious stuff really goes down. Bless Iwa-chan.

SunaOsa:

Accidentally in Love by pancake_surprise (T) 19.6k // JOSE CUERVO strikes. I love this fic and all the chaos in it. The way they were supposed to be the responsible couple (of friends LOL),,, sike. This one is only a slight angst and it’s mostly love and fun :) Also technically this is no longer the first fic in the series, but I’m still putting this one cause the other one is SakuAtsu orientated hehe :)

Spring Secrets by DeathBelle (T) 3.8k // Seasons might be one of my favorite (as all things also seem to be) series of all times. I don’t like rerecommending fics I’ve already said to read, which is why I’m not yelling at you to go read a certain other fic (which is my life and blood). Anyway, this fic series is all fluff barely angst (maybe that’s why I like it) but it’s so freakin good pls read it all ahhhhhh.

Komori/Suna (what is their ship name):

I wish to live in a world by hatsuna (T) 24.8k // ok ngl this fic was so sad and relatable? Like I was like wtf why are you making me cry rn even though like I shouldn’t be? My heart? Pain. (Hotel? Trivago.) Technically, this is END GAME but the main pairing is kinda SakuAtsu???? Something of the sort, but also their relationship (Komori and Sakusa) is written so well and idk guys I think you need to read this fic rn.

Ah the two fic limit hurt me, but fear not I am making ship specific rec posts (LOL I’m so dramatic), so if you wanted more of a ship,,,, its a coming hehe. And yes I did say I’m making an angsty fic rec post, but we’ll see if it gets finished before I side-track with posts like these LOL.

[usmsgutterson]

BESTIE HEAR ME OUT. inej soulmate au. thats it. LIKE the colour thing where everything is black and gray until you see your soulmate for the first time, having the same tatto, the first thing they are going to say to you written on your skin (my personal fav), ANYTHING. im a sucker for soulmate au i have so many ideas😫

Monsters- Inej Ghafa

Hi! I can absolutely write this one for you, as a matter of fact, I think it’s quite the adorable request and it just made my brain explode with ideas, so thank you! 

the gif in the fic has nothing to do with the fic, by the way, but I just love it, and I wanted to use it, so I did!

Also, I put a little bit of a spin on the quote: “When everyone knows you're a monster, you needn't waste time doing every monstrous thing.” from the first book, I believe? I can’t quite remember the page number but I’m fairly certain it’s in Six of Crows, if not it’s in Crooked Kingdom!

Fic type- fluff

warnings- mentions of blood, mentions of knives, mentions of guns and slight hinting toward a toxic relationship with your father

It was rumored that everyone in the entire existence of the universe had a soulmate. That the saints at the beginning of the earth found one human too strong, too intimidating, too capable, and thus, split their heart in two, giving each soul a body with two arms, two legs, two eyes, ten fingers, ten toes and half of the soul that they used to have. 

Some called soulmates twin flames, some called them the Kerch, Ravkan or Fjerdan variations of the words, but Inej called them terrifying. The words etched like ink into her wrist, the first words her soulmate would ever say, were daunting ones. Scary ones, ones that made her wish she’d met her soulmate already, simply for the prospect of wrapping them up in a hug and just refusing to let them go. 

“They’re probably fine,” Jesper would assure when he’d catch Inej rubbing the skin on her wrist, tracing the words over and over almost methodically. “I mean, all things considered, they’re probably doing all right for themselves.” 

The words haunted her each and everyday; she’d go to sleep thinking of them, reading them over, wake up and instinctually repeat the process. She’d read them whenever her wrist was in her eyeline, praying to her saints that her soulmate was okay.

“If your soulmate is in any real danger, we’ve got Milo!” Jesper said. “I’m willing to share my emotional support animal.” She was the only one in their tight knit group who’d not found her soulmate yet. Jesper had Wylan, Nina had Matthias, and Kaz didn’t have a soulmark anywhere on his body, as far as anyone knew, at least. 

But one day, Kaz had walked in with someone new at his side. He took the time to introduce you by name as he got you set up alongside Jesper at one of the gambling tables, telling you to keep a watchful eye on the hyperactive crow whilst you played a couple rounds of Makkers Wheel, and you nodded, said you would.

But that was just the first interaction, and Inej hadn’t even introduced herself, didn’t feel like it, simply put, and there were many after. 

But the one that mattered most was when you were in the middle of a plan to rob a wealthy merchant of all that he had going for him, every bit of his money. This merchant happened to be your father, one who worked alongside Jan Van Eck, the very reason you knew Wylan and thus met Kaz and quickly eased into the trusted circle. 

“He’s not a monster,” he was. Inej knew it just as well as you did, knew that you were lying straight through your teeth. “He’s not a monster, Kaz. He’s not you.” There they were. The words inked onto Inejs wrist, the letters she’d traced over a million times before. 

“Monsters don’t always do monstrous things,” you realized it then, too, eyes flicking to your wrist in a quick, almost unnoticeable second. “Some of them look like princes or kings, but really, they’re law abiding criminals.” Ones that give their children gifts meant to belittle them, ones that shoot off backhanded compliments like bullets out of a gun, ones that do monstrous things that don’t seem so monstrous until they’re tallied up on a scoreboard. 

“So we take him down?” You asked. Kaz gave a simple, short nod.

“I’m assuming, since he’s your father and all, you’d like the final kill?” You nodded in turn, thinking it odd of Kaz’s courtesy. He liked getting his hands dirty, from what you knew, hence the nickname Dirtyhands, but you were grateful nonetheless. 

Inej grabbed at her belt. A moment later, she pulled a knife out, pressing it into your hand and offering a smile. “Sankta Lizabeta, for good luck.” You smiled, putting the knife into your coat pocket and bending slightly to give one last hug to Milo the goat--honorary member of The Dregs, per Jespers insistence-- before turning up, offering a smile to Jesper.

“Am I the only one who just witnessed that?” He questioned. Inej and you turned, at the same time, to Kaz, who had the ghost of a smile written on his normally intelligible face.

“You’ve got to go,” he dismissed. “Get the job done tonight, we’ll raid his house tomorrow, and take Inej with you. She makes for good protection.” He’d known the words on Inejs wrist just as well as she had, having watched her run her fingers over them many times over.

Hesitantly, you and Inej began moving slowly for the door, grimacing as you heard Jesper shout: “Speaking of protection, make sure to use it, you two!” followed immediately by the sounds of Nina and Wylan chastising him for the inappropriate comment.

The two of you made your way out of The Slat, slowly growing more comfortable with each other as the minutes drew past. “You’ve named all of your knives after saints,” you mumbled. “Sankta Lizabeta, Sankt Valdmir, Sankt Petyr, even Sankta Alina, and, from my recollection, she’s barely been considered a saint for two years.” Inej just nodded.

“I’m not a very religious person,” you warned. “I won’t go to church or worship anyone too strongly, but if you ask me to, I’ll do it.” 

“Do you name anything of yours?” she asked. “Your weapons?”

“I had a dagger I called Morozova,” you admitted. “I still have it somewhere, I’m sure, but that’s the only weapon I’ve ever named.”

“Ilya Morozova,” she murmured. “Wasn’t he a little insane?” You laughed, daring to reach over and intertwine your hands. Inej almost grew giddy, but contained it within herself by simply moving a fraction of an inch closer to you. 

“I mean, yeah, but don’t judge me! I was thirteen, the Fold was still around! I’d not even glimpsed his journals then!” In those moments, you felt safe and sure that Inej would always protect you, and you knew you always would her.