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starrywooyo · 1 year ago

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HIS - JWY one-shot

synopsis: you save a fox but what happens when he turns out to be more than just a fox?

pairing: fox!hybird wooyoung x f! reader

genre: hybird au - fluff/smut/angst (im so sorry)

!!warnings!! hunting, hunting terminology. non-con (consent is key!!) wooyo saves the day, time skips, smut, dom wooyoung, sub reader, blood, guns, death (im so sorry)

notes: very slow but I promise its worth it!!

word count: 5.7K (omg its long but I promise its well worth it)

before it begins i just wanna say I'm so sorry i wasn't even gonna make it angsty but idk i just wrote it and now im crying at 11pm so I'm very sorry in advance, regardless i hope you enjoy!!

It’s a calm Thursday morning as you awaken in your cosy little cottage home you live in with your parents and older brother in the countryside. You go about your business and get dressed, with it being such a calm morning you decide to pack a small lunch in your basket and go to your favourite spot for a nice lunch picnic. A spot which entails you to walk through the woodland. And so you do, it's a peaceful walk anyway.

You walk until you reach a sort of meadow-lake area and settle yourself in a nice spot with just enough shade and warmth from the sun and start to place your food out on the blanket, taking your book you had with you and begin to read. Your reading however is briefly interrupted by the rustling coming from the long grass just by your right side. A rabbit or a hare rushes by your blanket. The rustling continues and out pops a fox!! It creeps out and comes to a stand still as it spots you sitting on the grass. It watches you carefully before sprinting off.

Weird.. You think to yourself.

…

You awaken as the morning light shines through the curtains, sitting up in your bed you slip on your slippers along with a light shawl to heat you up from the chill of the morning, and make your way downstairs toward the kitchen.

Sitting at the kitchen table you grab a piece of toast and you're halfway through spreading some butter on there that your brother bursts through the back door grabbing the attention of your father.

“I caught something in one of the traps pa!!” he’s exclaiming.

Your dad is suddenly sitting up at that

“It’s about time!! Come on, i’ll show you how to get the game out of the trap”

And with that they're out the door together.

…

A few days later you’re again taking a walk in the woods, you hear something in the distance. You can't quite make out what it is. Shaking the thoughts away you continue walking, though you seem to be walking in the direction of the noise as it gets louder and closer sounding the more you walk forward.

It seems to sound like a whine of somesort.. Like a whine of pain?

You get to where the bush is and push past it. It's then that you see it.

A Fox, trapped in one of your dads traps.. Poor thing has its leg clamped shut in the metal trap. damn you hate these traps and how your father and brother do things.

The fox whines and seemingly tries to free its leg only to feel more pain and whine more.

“Poor thing..” you whisper out.

The fox halts its movements, its eyes darting towards you, only to bare its teeth and growl lowly

You slowly crouch down to be on the same level as the fox, trying your best to show you are no threat.

“Hey hey.. It's okay, let me help you” you go to touch the trap and the fox snaps at your hand.

“Now stop that. I know you’re scared but that’s no way to treat someone who's trying to help you” you firmly tell the fox.

“Damn i'm actually talking to an animal i must be crazy” you laugh out and the fox that's now stopped growling tilts its head at you.

“Just let me help you” you say as you reach for the trap again. And this time the fox allows you to get close.

Pushing the release lever on the trap you pull the metal bars away from its leg the gentlest you could. It winces as the sharp prongs exit its leg. With its hind leg now free it turns its head toward the wound, licking it slightly before standing and what you assume would be to make a break for it. Only the small orange animal collapses with a yelp

You slightly pout, and begin to take off the shawl you were wearing. Inching your way toward the little fox you drape the shawl on its body and gently pick its dejected form off the ground and hold it close to your chest.

“Come on i'll help you” you tell the creature and begin to make your way back home.

Before reaching the front door, you decide against taking the fox inside knowing if your father or brother was to see the animal, the poor thing would most likely be ‘put out of its misery’ as your dad would say and then skinned or something of the sort.

So you decide to take the little fox into the barn and up to the floor loft where there is plenty of hay so at least the animal can be warm or hide if need be..

Placing the ball of ginger fur down on the hay you walk away and begin to make your way back down.

“I’ll be right back okay?” you tell it.

And with that you rush back into the house through the back door, not taking into account what your family would think if they saw you with the blood on your dress had they been in the kitchen. Thankfully though no one was there. Your whole family is seemingly still in the town.

Raking through the cupboards you find what you're looking for: bandages, antiseptic, suture kit and scissors. As well as pouring some hot water in a bowl and grabbing a cloth and a bowl before placing all the items into a small basket, you make sure to wash your hands thoroughly well and then you make your way back into the barn, the fox thankfully still where you left it. Not that it had any choice..

Sitting down as close as you could to the creature you organise and place all the items on the floor beside you, the animal carefully eying all the items up.

Taking the bowl filled with hot water and carefully dip the cloth into the water, slightly ring it out and begin to gently wipe away at the dried blood stuck on its fur as well as the fresh thats slightly dripping out of the gash on its leg, the fox slightly hissing at the contact with the cloth.

Placing the bloody cloth back into the basket you pick up the antiseptic and drench a little pad with the solution.

“This will probably sting a little” you tell the animal and then you dab the pad on its wound

The fox lets out a bark and attempts to pull its leg away, but the wound needs to be cleaned so you hold onto the leg as hard yet as gently as you could so the animal couldn't pull away.

The fox whines again and just lets its head fall onto the hay giving up on pulling away and just lets you do your thing.

Opening the suture kit, the little fox eyes your movement and you swear you saw it gulp as you thread the needle. You begin to stitch its wound closed, it doesn't take long.. you think maybe about 10 to 15 minutes? Then you take the bandages and begin to wrap the leg to prevent any infection.

“There all cleaned up” you tell the fox gently running your hand on its fur

“Now you have to stay in here for the next few days whilst you heal so don’t be trying to escape” you add, and then you drape a blanket over its tiny form to keep it warm and also hidden.

Over the next 10-14 days you keep checking up on the little fox, changing its bandages as well as bringing him little scraps of meats from the dinner table

You loved having the little fox in the barn. You often read up there and used the barn as a place of solitude but it was nice having some company even if in the form of a fox, and you know you shouldn't have but in turn it caused you to name the fox. Ironically you named him ‘Todd’. and although it was silly you felt you and the little fox had grown a friendship within those weeks.

Walking into the barn with some chicken scraps you were not mentally prepared to see ‘Todd’ up and walking but you knew he’d be healed up soon enough and you’d have to let him go.

Placing the little bowl of chicken down for the fox to eat, you gently unwrap the bandage from its leg to see nothing but a whitish scar going through the black fur.

You sigh sadly as the fox tilts its head at you.

“Well Todd you’re finally all healed. It's time for you to go back home. It's not exactly safe here for you” you tell Todd. you knew it was only a matter of time before your dad walked into the barn and found the little creature so it was best to let him go before that happened.

“Come on” you gesture and the fox follows you down the stairs of the barn and you both walk out and in the direction of the forest.

Once you felt you’d walked far enough away you bent down to the little fox.

“This is where i say goodbye todd” you say “go on” you tell him

The sitting fox looks at you, lets out a little bark and then breaks out into a little run away into the forest.

You don’t know what you were expecting the goodbye to be like but you suppose that was just how it was supposed to be.

…

Now you thought you would never see the little fox again but somehow whenever you had your little picnics by the lake ‘Todd’ would join you. This happened almost every time you were there as if the fox knew you were going to be there.

You were walking home after one of your picnics with ‘Todd’ entering the home you see your father, mother and brother sitting at the table as well as an unknown man.

Your parents seem to have a huge smile on their faces.

“y/n please. Sit and join us. We have something to discuss with you” your mother begins.

Confused, you place your basket onto the worktop and sit down at the table.

Your father clears his throat.

“y/n. This is George” your father introduces the unfamiliar man.

You awkwardly smile at the man and introduce yourself a little better.

“You’re going to wed him” your father adds

You respectfully decline the offer

“This is not up for discussion y/n. You will marry George, he's a good man. You’ll be in a good sturdy home and he's a great hunter” your father adds even more.

You knew there was no arguing with him but you could however at least postpone it a little bit

“Well if i have to marry him can’t i atleast get to know him a little better before?” you ask.

Both your parents and George agree.

…

You’ve been on tons of dates to get to know George but you just don’t like him one bit and he is a foxhunter..

You're both sitting on your porch, unbeknownst to you of a little orange fuzz ball watching the both of you intently. As the other man makes small advances such as touching you lightly or trying to get closer the little fox notices your discomfort

George moves closer to you, placing his hand on your thigh.

“So.. are you ready to marry me yet..?” he asks you

You uncomfortably and awkwardly move away from him slightly you hum

“I think I need more time,” you tell the man.

George sighs out angrily

“That's all you've been saying the past few months, when will you ever be ready y/n!!?” the man raises his voice at you standing up on the porch.

The little fox growls lowly in his spot from the bushes, still observing.

You stand giving apologies to the man and enter your home.

George runs a hand angrily through his hair and gets in his truck slamming the door and drives off.

‘Todd’ still in the bushes watches the home, watching as you slip out the back door and up into the barn.

And then he slowly makes his way into the forest away from your home.

You sit up in the barn loft with your feet dangling out of the big window at the top. You sigh, tossing your book onto the floor beside you. You’re then startled by a little bark.

Turning to look behind you you see ‘Todd’ trotting towards you with what seems to be a small vole in his mouth, he places it on the ground beside you and nudges it towards you when you just stare at the prey on the ground, the fox sits tilting his head at you.

“I- Todd.. i appreciate it but i can’t do anything with that..” you tell the little fox.

‘Todd’ picks the vole back up and walks away with it.

This continues over the next few weeks, ‘Todd’ bringing you a wide variety of animals as well as fruits. Most of the fruits you accept but the rats, other animals and sometimes rotten foods you cannot accept.

You’re in the kitchen helping your mother when you hear your father call for you from the door.

Walking to the front door you see what all the hullabaloo is. George is back…

He gets out of his truck going to the truck bed and pulls out a fox pelt

Your eyes widen. You wanna throw up.

“For the lady” George says as he holds the pelt in front of you,

You seem to zone out for a second, being brought back by your father telling you to take the pelt. You take it and bring it inside and place it on the table but then go straight to your room.

The little fox watching from the distance is heartbroken as he sees you accept the pelt. You won't accept his tokens of affection but you’ll accept his.. That murderer's gifts. ‘Todd’ lowly snarls at this and walks away.

It had been weeks since you last saw you little ‘Todd’ and you had no reason why.

You’re sitting in the meadow with George, you silently read your book.

George slowly moves closer to you, his hand resting by your back. Which ever so slowly creeps up to rest on your shoulder.

Closing your book you turn to him.

“I’d appreciate it if you'd remove your hand, it makes me uncomfortable” you say to him.

He laughs “uncomfortable? Come on Y/n we’ll be married soon. I’m gonna do a lot more than hold you like this”

You hold your gaze with him firmly.

“You’re an idiot if you think i'm gonna let you get intimate with me in any way George '' you tell him.

He doesn't like this, he raises his hand and slaps you across the face and grabs your jaw.

“What? You won't let me?” he laughs again. “You’ll be my woman, I can do whatever I want to you. When I want” he tells you as he places his lips on yours pushing you down on the blanket.

You hit and thrash at him telling him to stop. He doesn't listen.

As you struggle, He holds your hands together with one hand as he undoes and pulls off his belt with the other and ties it around your hands.

All the while you’ve been screaming and attempting to kick your feet at him. Hoping and praying for anyone.. Hell anything would hear you.

He kisses you again and this time you bite his lip as hard as you could.

George pulls away with a yelp. He touches his lip and sees the blood. He laughs a bit, his eyes darken and he hits you across the face again. His ring cuts your cheek in the process.

He begins to hike your dress skirt higher

“I’m going to take you now. No matter if you like it or not, I'll fill you up and then we’ll get married. And you’ll give me a nice healthy son” he tells you all while unbuttoning his shirt

He slides down between your thighs and places a kiss there.

You let out more protests and another call for help though you’re not sure how good your attempt was as it came out more a whisper between your sobs.

“I believe the lady said no” you hear someone's voice and then George is ripped away from you. You immediately sit up, scooting back till you hit the tree and try to get your breathing under control. You look at the situation.

There's another man. He has lightish brown hair and is wearing a simple white button up shirt. Sleeves rolled up and some jeans?

He’s on top of George throwing punches at him left and right.

“If you ever fucking touch her like that again” the man said. You swear you heard his growl as he said that.

George though manages to escape running away from the man back into the forest, not before calling him a psycho.

The man turns towards you and the anger slowly melts off his face.

He walks towards you and kneels.

“Here let me help you” he says gesturing to your bound hands

As he takes the belt off your hands you take in his details. He has very pretty brown eyes. And just below his eyes rests a little mole-

Before you can take in more details he stands putting his hand out for you to take and you do.

The man sighs out.

“Why don’t you just come with me y/n..” he whispers

Your eyes widen slightly

“How do you-” you go to ask him how he knows you

But he shushes you

“Let me show you” he says and then begins to take his shirt off and goes to take his jeans off next

You sort of yelp in surprise and look away

The man chuckles slightly.

“You have to look silly if you're gonna see” he says

You take a deep breath in and keep your eyes on his face.

He then started to grow little orange pointed ears with black tufts at the tips, you literally just blink and the next second a fox sits in front of you. Not just any fox ‘Todd’!! You’re in shock

“T-Todd!!?” you manage to speak.

The fox chirps and walks towards you happily.

You bend slightly to rub your hand on his head as he sort of bumps his head into your touch.

The little fox bites the bottom of your dress and tugs at it lightly, silently asking to follow him. And strangely enough you do.

The fox never lets go of your skirt as it pulls you through the forest deeper and deeper past the trees. Until he does. He drops your skirt out of his mouth and happily treads towards the huge redwood tree turning around barks for you to follow and goes into what you assume is his den..

You stand for you don’t know how long. Not making any advance towards the tree.

The fox pops his head back out pulling you from your thoughts as he tugs your skirt again pulling you closer to the tree and this time you follow him in. you’re not sure why. All you know it’s because you feel safe with him even though it's confusing and your thoughts are flying at 100mph.

The underground den was actually pretty spacious; you were able to stand up completely once through the tunnel into the main system of the den.

The first room to you looks like a little living room area as well as what seems to be a little kitchen due to the little fire pit that is under a hole for the smoke to go out.

You turn back to the fox who had shifted back to being a human? Though he still had his ears and bushy tail. And yes. He was wearing clothes.

“I dug this out all by myself, there's more rooms and things through the tunnels if you wanna take a look” he says gesturing to the other holes going off into other chambers connected to this main central room. You nod and slowly shift to look in the other rooms.

There's one just stocked with wood which you assume is for the little fire pit.

Another which looks like random things but the fox soon tells you that those are his treasures

Another looks to you to be a bathroom or well a bath. There's a small pool with actual flowing water. you ‘re very impressed by the craftsmanship of the foxes den.

The fox sits watching you explore your his home, his chest puffed up with pride as you compliment him.

As you make your way to look in the last part of the den, he stops you.

“W-wait- before you see the last room. I'm sure you have questions and want me to explain” he says

You nod “yes, i’d appreciate that Todd” you tell him

The fox frowns.

“Wooyoung,” he says.

You furrow your eyebrows confused.

“My name. It's Wooyoung” he says again

Oh..

“Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realise. Then yes, please wooyoung explain”

“I’m what you’d call a hybrid. I’m part human and part animal. In this case, I'm a fox. I have the ability to change between being fully human or shapeshift into a fox or i can keep my ears or tail” he explains and you nod in your understanding.

He breathes in

“I- id like you to stay with me y/n.. I know it might take time but from that day you saved my life. I knew I wanted you as my partner, my mate. And if you’d let me, I want to court you. So please won't you stay with me?” he asks.

You contemplate your odds. Your family wants to marry you off to some sicko and probably won't even care that he tried to touch you without your consent.

Wooyoung on the other hand seems genuine plus he protected you and you do like the little fox

“I’ll stay… with you” you tell him quietly

His eyes widen at your answer

“You will!!?” he asks again

You nod with a smile.

He jumps you in a hug “thank you thank you thank you!!” he purrs a rumble from his chest and you gently stroke his hair

…

Living with Wooyoung was actually pretty nice. He was super sweet, always respecting your boundaries and for a fox he's a pretty good cook

As the months go on your relationship grows and begins to stem into something more when you finally allow wooyoung to court you. It was around December now. Fresh white Snow covers what was bright green grass. Food is also scarce, you’re often left alone in the den whilst wooyoung goes out and hunts for whatever he can find: hares, rabbits. Fish on an odd occasion and sometimes even bringing back a chicken if he's successful enough to steal one from a farm. You hate when he sneaks onto farms.. It's so dangerous for him as a fox and sometimes you worry he won’t come back one of these days..

Today was no different, left alone in the den whilst woo goes out to hunt promising to be back before nighfall. Now being in the den wasn't all borning you had various books to read, you even had a little sketchbook that you are doing collections of little drawings in.

You just so happened to get lost in a book and by the time you put it down and popped your head out of the opening of the den into the cold air it was already night. Wooyoung still isn't back..

Crawling back into the den you decide to distract yourself and tidy the space a little bit. You reorganise the little bookshelf, tidy around the firelogs. Just whatever you can do really. You must've been really into it though to jump when a pair of arms wrap around your waist, a face snuggling into the crook of your neck.

“Mmmmh baby~ i’m back” wooyoung says as he snuggles closer to you.

He’s cold against your back but you find yourself relaxing into his hold regardless, he places a kiss on your cheek

You turn around to face him and take in his appearance.

His face slightly red from coming into the warmth of the den from the cold

Clothes are a tad bit dirty with dirt. You’ll have to remember to wash them for him at some point. His brown hair is slightly messy.

Wooyoung gives you a cheeky smile “i brought you something~ wait here” he says gesturing you to sit down whilst he now in his fox form goes back outside the den.its not long before he’s back and clutched between his teeth: a fairly large chicken..

His little fox form happily pads towards you and he drops the chicken gently on the floor in front of you and shifts back.

He smiles at you

“So!! Do you like it??” he asks.

You smile softly.

“I love it Woo.. but you know i hate when you go onto farms.. What if the farmer catches you or worse..” you explain to him. Tears forming in your eyes.

His face flashes with panic at your tears.

“Hey hey.. Its okay.. That’ll never happen..” he says as he takes you into his arms rubbing your back.

“I don’t know what i’d do without you” you add through your sobs.

He places a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll always be here. m’not going anywhere so… don’t worry love” he tells you softly.

He places a kiss on the tip of your nose

“Now.. what do you say we get comfortable hmm?” he asks you with a cheeky grin and proceeds to place kisses down your neck slowly moving the pair of you back towards the nest full of fuzzy and soft pelts and furs

You giggle slightly as the kisses continue, he eventually pushes you back to lay on the furs, he slots himself between your legs as your fingers weave themselves between his hair, tugging sometimes ever so gently. At some point during the makeout session he pulls back allowing you to catch your breaths and he tugs his jumper off tossing it somewhere away from the nest. Your breath gets stuck in your throat, of course you've seen him shirtless before but in this setting it just feels so different- and it gets your heart racing.

Wooyoung leans back into your neck placing more kisses and taking in your scent.

He sighs contently

“baby you smell so good” he hums now placing little nibbles on the skin of your neck.

He pulls away a little again and this time he looks straight into your eyes.

“Sweetheart, i wanna show you how much I love you.. Can i?” he asks

You nod and he shakes his head.

“No.. baby i need to hear you say it, cause once i start i won't be able to stop” he looks seriously into your eyes

You nod again “yes, you can, please” you tell him verbally this time.

He nods slowly again “okay..” and he places a slow kiss onto your lips

He pulls you to sit up breaking the kiss, and pulls your own sweatshirt over your head your lips quickly captured in another kiss

Laying you back down the kisses now travel down your neck, to your chest and across your stomach, he gazes up at you through his eyes and begins to tug your jeans off all the while you watch him intently.

He pulls you to sit up once more, placing another kiss softly on your shoulder and his hands moving towards your back ”may i?” he asks

“Yeah” you breathe out and then he's slowly unclasping your bra and tugging off your underwear. And kicking off his own. He lays you back down and your quick to cover yourself up.

He pulls your hands away “don’t hide love.. You’re so beautiful” and he starts leaving his kisses again..

“So fucking stunning baby”

He slithers down and begins leaving kisses on your thighs leaving little nips every so often little marks beginning to form

And then he’s between your thighs slowly pushing himself into you

You gasp, hands shooting to grip his shoulders. “Woo..” you whine out feeling the stretch

“Mmh it's okay baby.. I got you..fuck you’re so tight” woo moans out

He places more wet kisses on your lips and his hands lace into your own pinning them down onto the fur as he begins to thrust

Gasps, heavy breathing and moans are the only things heard throughout the den, if anyone was to be that deep in the forest they’d turn the other direction.

Wooyoung whispers sweet little words and praises to you as his movements are slow yet powerful.

“You’re doing so well for me baby”

“Taking me so well”

“Just a little bit more”

“That's my girl”

“So pretty”

That's when you feel it building up in your stomach, that knot that just wants to come undone.

“Woo..” you moan out, tears filling your eyes

“I’know bubs.. Just a little longer for me hmm? Y-you can do that for me” his thrusts getting more powerful

“I c-can’t-” you cry out

“S-shit” he gasps out “yes you can baby, be my good girl” he coos

His hands slipping from your hand go to grip your hips as he seems to push himself deeper inside you and it has the tears finally dripping from your eyes

“Fuck w-wooyoung” you sob out

His grip gets tighter on your hips, definitely gonna leave a mark

“Pretty girl~” he coos again “gonna fill you nice and full with my kits” he moans out

“You like that baby? You’d look so pretty, your stomach all plump and round with our litter” he whines out and attacks your lips with kiss after kiss after kiss biting your lips gently making them more swollen.

And then it snaps, your release falling over you in waves and wooyoungs painting your insides hot and white.

Your bodies glisten with sweat, his hair a mess and sticking in every direction, his forehead leans on yours as he chants over and over again “i love you”

…

Eyes fluttering open you’re met with a mop of brown hair, he’s still asleep so peaceful looking, gently you place a kiss onto his mole just under his eye and while still under the furs you snuggle tighter into them. His eyes blink open

“Morning baby” his voice rasps out as he snuggles into your neck leaving a kiss. He pulls you closer to him

He sighs out “i love you so much”

You return the saying and smile softly, yeah you could definitely get used to waking up like this

…

A good few months later as expected your tummy did in fact have a tiny little person in there.

Wooyoung was overjoyed, he began to dig out another little room in the den. A nursery for your little ones and the both of you decorated it together. The perfect little space to raise your young together.

…

It wasn't long before the cries of babies soon filled the den, three. You had three little ones. Two twins and then another little one a few years later

A little girl the oldest and two little boys. 2 of them are fox hybrids like woo the little girl and boy and the other boy the youngest just like you.

You named your daughter: youngsoo

Your eldest son: youngjoon

And the youngest: jaewoo

You’re heart warmed seeing how well woo takes care of and loves his children

…

Watching your children grow alongside wooyoung will always be the most precious memories you’ll keep in your heart. Your children are now at the ages of 7 and 5

You’re in the den with your youngest and daughter, wooyoung having took youngjoon out to show him how to hunt despite you being against it.

You’re baking with youngsoo whilst jaewoo naps in the nursery.

As you bake however there's a nagging feeling in your chest that you can’t seem to shake off. The feeling gets worse as time passes and wooyoung and youngjoon aren’t home.

“Youngsoo baby.. Look after jaewoo would you? Mama will be right back, just gonna go see if your father and brother are on their way okay baby?” you place a kiss on her forehead and she nods.

You exit the den and see the beautiful spring colours and begin walking in the direction the boys trotted off in when they left the den this afternoon.

You must’ve walked a good solid 30 - 40 minutes before you heard it

“M-mummy”

You run off in the direction as you hear your little one

Brushing by trees and bushes until finally you get to him.

There he is crouched against a tree, tears soaking his little face

“youngjoon” you breathe out

His head snaps up to you and he's quickly running over

“Mummy” he sobs

“It’s okay bubs, mummys here”

Its only then when you take in your surroundings you notice wooyoung is nowhere to be found.

The nagging feeling becomes more stronger and you shakily sigh out

“Youngjoon baby… where's your daddy?” you ask

And his little eyes fill with more tears, he hugs you tighter and repeat over “im sorry”

Your heart begins to sink, your own eyes filling with tears

“B-bubs.. Tell mama what direction daddy is” you ask voice cracking

And the poor little soul of a boy points. You tell him to stay right in this spot and not to move and then your rushing off

“Wooyoung i swear to god you better be okay” you hands grip at your chest

Then you hear it, loud and as clear as day

BANG

a gunshot…

No.. no..

You burst through the clearing.

A farm.

And instantly your eyes see it

The farmer dragged away a fox across the granite stoney ground. From a pool of blood and a train being left behind

And your tears soak the grass as you fall to your knees in heartbreak.

And as your heart breaks you bring yourself to remind that you will forever and always will be his…

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notnights · 21 days ago

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This is gonna be long because im an overthinker AND an overtalker- sorry in advance 😭

alright so i found out you wrote a fic for Ribbuns and immediately went off to check it out, and the tags actually scared me cause my taste for ribbun fics is smthn cute and fluffy- bc they get enough hate as it is, i didnt want them to hate eachother as well lol. Idk, the tags made it seem as if there wouldnt have been a happy ending where they both end up liking eachother.

BUT once I read it!! yes it started off negative, Gangle hating him and the overall relationship theme being kinda toxic (its probably tame but im not mentally strong for this ok) although its deserved since, you know, Jax. No hate to him or anything, the fic says it all lmao

but the way you write them-- it made me open my eyes to this type of relationship between them, particularly on how Gangle had- what, a power trip?- in this relationship, treating Jax badly but him still loving her. Woke smthn up in me frfr; ESPECIALLY THIS (along with more scenes but i esp like the power Gangle is shown to have here over him):

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He shuts up when she says his name though. Nothing more, just a clear command to stop and a quick glance up to his face. Will question why that tickles her brain later.(Acetate Tears, Chapter 1)

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this made me fall in love (as well as understand the trope more) for power trips in toxic love.

Almost made me change teams, to look for angsty toxic ribbun content despite my mentality, until:

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Jax leans into her, pounces. Gives her silly wet kisses. She gives a squeaky scream. Weakly attempts to push him away from her, despite knowing she deserves this. Well maybe not this specifically , but some form of punishment. (same source)

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THIS made me giggle and kick my feet in glee, reminding me of my love for soft kisses in fics

TLDR; your fic is honestly one of the best Ribbun fics ive read so far (im still digging through the tags!! I'm desperate for more!!) and it also awoken smthn in me that i tried to ignore hehe.

I LOVE your perception on their relationship, their behaviours, mindset, everything! Here's to hoping you'll write more ribbun, but its ok if u dont!! 🐰🎀

(im not good with words, but i hope my love for your fic is shared thru this jumble of words lol. I also hope episode 4 gives more depth to Ribbun's relationship that can bring more supporters instead of hate, since its gonna be focused on Gangle🤲)

((OH and im sharing my thoughts here instead of ao3 bc i'm super duper shy for no reason -carbon footprint scares me- and somehow tumblr asks in anon mode isnt as scary. Again, srry im saying so much 💀You dont hv to answer this since its long and not rlly an ask lmao))

Aw hey this is sweet thank you! You're all good, I am also an overthinker and overtalker (if that hasn't been apparent by the way I answer asks already) so I get it!

the tags actually scared me... Idk, the tags made it seem as if there wouldnt have been a happy ending where they both end up liking eachother.

Hey that's alright! That's what the tags are for to make sure this is something a potential reader can handle or get prepare for! The unfortunate thing is I obviously don't want to give away too much with them such as the happy ending, so I totally understand if it wards some people off. Respect for those who know their limits!

I also wanted to leave the ending a bit ambiguous as to if they truly ended up together or not. And depending on what you're hoping for with the story might not be the happy ending [Ganlge voice] you were hoping for.

particularly on how Gangle had- what, a power trip?- in this relationship, treating Jax badly but him still loving her.

One of my favorite things in stories about relationships is that one brings out something in the other they didn't know they needed to let out. Helps balance themselves out. Jax lets Gangle let out more than just "sadness" he lets her find out she's more than a pity party, she has anger to release and resentment to express (among other emotions). She has more than two emotions.

And while this is primarily a comment on Gangle, (this ain't about Jax right now...) Gangle lets Jax find out he's someone capable of relinquishing and receiving of love (the thing about him hating the idea of them having a "happily ever after.")

THIS made me giggle and kick my feet in glee, reminding me of my love for soft kisses in fics

Glad to hear it! I do really like Jax and Gangle being cute. But I like it more when it's after all the hard stuff. One of those well earned things. A cold glass of lemonade after mowing the grass. Eating something salty before eating something sweet and it makes it taste even sweeter!

A lot of folks make cute Jax and Gangle content that it makes me forget I don't make enough of it. Those of y'all who make cute stuff balance out whatever the hell I'm doing over here! So thanks for that.

All these things are very kind of you to say also! Thank you! It means a lot that you came to say them even though you were so shy!

Good luck with your searching! I hope you find more that you enjoy.

And yess I'm very excited for the Gangle episode either if it has some interaction between them or not. Because while I ship them and they're my two favorite characters, as my boyfriend describes "you just like Jax as an accessory to Gangle." Oops! Here's two hoping that sticker set implies there is some more meaningful interaction between them there.

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courtney-deserved-better · 11 months ago

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I’m curious about your writing process. Like do make outlines from start to finish, or plan things out as you go. I love how your writing feels so well written and planned out, like everything you write has some sort of payoff. Anyways sorry for rambling😅, have a good day❤️❤️❤️❤️

ooo this is such a great question! my long fics generally tend to be pretty planned out. but ive been learning recently that having less of a plan and just jumping into a story is actually better for my motivation and for plot points happening organically. part of the reason i tend to write competition fics as opposed to other settings is that the structure of total drama allows me to do less planning and rely on what comes up spontaneously because i already have a framework im operating within. so i tend to plan out elimination orders and general arcs for characters.

i would say of my long fics, slippery slopes is the most planned out, amicus curiae is somewhere in the middle, and reprised and the courtney time travel au are the least planned out. i had very specific scenes i wanted to have happen each chapter of slippery slopes and i think part of why it's a strong fic is because a lot was planned out in advance (like, months and months in advance). but there were still moments that surprised me (alejandro and courtney's friendship was never meant to happen) and caused me to deviate from my plan for the better.

i started writing amicus curiae on a whim and i got 40k words in before i realized that the courtnemma relationship would work way better if they actually knew each other before the fic started (originally they met on the show). it was a really good discovery but unfortunately meant i had to rewrite ~20 chapters to fit that which was a pain in the ass but ultimately for the better. amicus curiae was a fic where i was really figuring things out as they went along (i changed who the winners would be 3 times) but i still had a clear idea of the personal journeys i wanted the characters to go through that weren't necessarily reliant on the competition/structure (ask me about this more once im able to talk without spoiling it!!)

the courtney time travel au is a serious experiment in that its very focused on interpersonal relationship and yet almost no eliminations are planned out in advance. everything is very spontaneous despite being a rewrite of the first season both for me and for courtney in the fic. which i think helps it not become too rote! but i also have no idea how things are going to go from point a (the basic straining chapters, which i just finished) to point b (the post finale chapters).

im writing reprised for fun as something low stakes and silly (because i love amicus curiae but its angsty enough that writing it can be emotionally exhausting sometimes) and i have the elimination order decided and very basic arcs/plot points for some of the characters but its open ended enough that i can have fun with it! and it probably wont end being one of my more narratively strong fics but that's okay <3

one of my more recent struggles with amicus curiae has been spending so much time developing the alenoah and courtnemma relationships that i find myself going aaaaa!! how am i gonna get these two together before the fic is over?? its really taught me to have a clear idea of when character dynamics shift, especially for romantic ones that are going to get together sometime throughout the fic. i love pining but i find pining for almost the whole fic and then only having the characters get together and be in a relationship for like two seconds at the end to be somewhat narratively unsatisfying.

so yeah i would say i try to plan out the character & character relationship arcs and i use the structure of competition fics for framework, but i don't plan out many details/specific scenes before i write them unless they pop into my head and then ill write the idea down and come back to it when its time to write the scene. i find that not planning out conversations/interactions can make dialogue much more organic when i write it on the spot and can lead to new discoveries about the characters.

as for payoff, i tend to go for the general rule of chekhov's gun: if there's a gun in the first act, it has to go off in the third act. basically, i try not to introduce any narrative threads if i don't intend to resolve them in some way later on in the fic. for example in slippery slopes, i introduced my version of alejandro's family issues with him alluding to his oldest brother carlos distancing himself from his family, and in the last chapter i have carlos showing up for alejandro and helping him get away from his family as well. pretty much as soon as i started writing alejandro thinking about carlos, i knew carlos would be there for him in the end.

planning things out can be super helpful and i certainly couldn't start writing a long fic without having any kind of plan, but ive found that having suuuper detailed outlines and knowing every little thing that's going to happen in advance is personally stifling for me as a writer and kills my motivation. so im learning to strike a healthy balance.

thank you so much for this ask! i love talking about writing!

#literally anyone can feel free to send me writing questions whenever you want!!#i love talking about writing!!#ask #anon #slippery slopes #amicus curiae #writing advice

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angel-anoetic · 3 years ago

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aye , is it alright if i request a c!tommy x gn!reader ( /plat ) where reader’s love language is physical touch ?? fluff , preferably ^^ if you end up writing it , thanks in advance !

hii! i love this! as i stated previously, my love language is touch and i find that im super physical with my friends. thank you for the request and i hope you enjoy! <3

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c!Tommy x gn!Reader - Keep You Close

genre: /platonic, fluff, love language (touch)

warnings: none! (let me know if i missed something)

masterlist <3

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Tommy and you had grown up close. When you were young, you could always find yourself at Philza's to hang out with him, Wilbur, and Techno until the sun went down and you had to return home. No one minded, and the boys always treated you as their equal, ensuring you were healthy and happy.

Over the years, the friendships between you and Wilbur & Techno distanced, but you and Tommy were connected at the hip. If Tommy was around, you likely were too.

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[L'Manburg Fight for Independance]

"Tommy, you're more important to this revolution than you know, you're my right-hand man." Wilbur nodded down to Tommy, who stood proudly next to him. After discussing the next day's plans, Tommy made his way to your and his shared tent near the river.

You were already snug under your covers when he entered, sighing as he removed his uniform and changed into his normal clothes. You rustled and turned over, smiling at him.

"Hey Tommy, where you've been?"

He sighed, "I was talking to Wilbur. I love the guy but...I worry sometimes."

You nodded. Tom walked over to your bed and sat down, leaning against you slightly. You stuck out your hand and he gladly gave his own to you. You played with his fingers, rubbing your own over his, squeezing them gently as he began to rant about how the next few days were expected to play out, offering support or suggestion every few minutes.

Eventually, he was laid down on your bed as you massaged his head, playing with his hair. He was nearly asleep, so you pushed him awake so he could sleep in his own bed. Once he was settled in, you crawled into your own bed, resting for the night.

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[Election & Manberg Rebellion]

Tommy burst through your front door, nearly knocking the thing off its hinges.

"Tom?" You stood up at the ruckus, staring him down.

"Y/N-" His voice cracked and his eyes filled with tears. You wrapped your hands around him as he fell to the floor, taking you with him. His head leaned against the crook of your neck as tears ran down his face.

"I've been so horrible Y/N, I-I don't even recognize myself." He was crying so hard his body shook slightly with every breath he took.

"It's okay, I'm here, I've got you." You hugged him tighter. Tommy had never been so vulnerable. Here he was, bawling his eyes out to someone he had known his entire life. You weren't even sure you had seen him so fragile. So unguarded.

"Come on, let's sit on the couch." He nodded, and you both stood up and got comfortable. He talked about his decisions that last few days, how he and Tubbo needed to be separated and Wilbur was only making things worse.

Your head laid on his shoulder and rested his head against yours. He refused to let you leave his side, your legs were intertwined under the covers as you both began to doze off. Here was one thing no one could ever figure out about you and Tommy's relationship. How could you both be so comfortable around each other? So willing to hold each other?

It was simple: platonic soulamates. You saw it every day with Sapnap and Karl, you and Tommy just felt comfortable with one another enough to hold each other. Tommy knew that you had someone close to you was what made you happy. You never thought so, but Tommy did notice the way you showed your affection. Whether it was random pokes to his arm, or sticking your hand out so he could grab it, hugs were the only way you knew how to greet anyone.

And he enjoyed it.

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[Present]

"I have to go watch Michael today, do you wanna come?" You asked him. He was distracted organizing his chests to fully acknowledge what you said.

Your arm wrapped around his as he separated the potions into a specific order for his liking and tugged slightly.

"Hm?" He looked at you.

"I said I'm gonna be watching Michael later, would you like to tag along? You know he loves to see you." He nodded excitedly.

"Yeah, why not? It'd be nice to see Tubbo and Ranboo."

You smiled back and poked his cheek. "And Michael big man."

"And Michael." He continued to smile down at you as you read through an old book you had found lying around. His arm wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you closer into his side.

"I'm really thankful for you Y/N, I'm not sure what I would do without you. You make me a better person." He whispered.

You smiled, "I couldn't anyone else to have as my best friend."

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Sorry this started off angsty!!

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kazuwhora · 3 years ago

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match your mutuals with a song you associate them with !!!

im so sorry in advance to all of my moots but all these songs are gonna be from my spotify wrapped 2021 lmao bc I can't really assign a song I don't know or listen to regularly so RIP SORRY Y'ALL also I only did moots off the top of my head so if I missed anyone sry maybe I'll do a pt. 2 one day because I have like 200+ moots

@cumfuyu pretend we're dead by l7 first of all my fave song in highschool. it's angsty and edgy without being annoying about it just like u.

@festive hypnotic by zella day!! this song always gives me aries vibes and then throw a little leo rising in there and it just makes sense

@wakaslut automatically I always think cure for my or luna because hello what else would I think of I don't even think I need to explain this one

@dreamingofsappho cigarette daydreams by cage the elephant. not quite sad, not quite happy. kind of an in the middle peaceful melancholy to it I think.

@ineuii telepatía bc you always make me think of very poised femininity with an aspect of sensual sultriness. like classy but still sexy yk

@xjland bleed the freak by alice in chains bc ur a freak and thats what the whole song is abt sorry (its also one of my fave songs so)

@suyaluvs killshot!! sexy, attention grabbing, but not in an obnoxious way. just in a lowkey "hey I'm here, and I'm hot" thing (its the leo sun taurus moon I think)

@blueparadis paradise by coldplay SOLELY BECAUSE OF UR URL/ALIAS LOL

@8kh chocolate by the 1975. very light and easy to go along with, airy and fun!!

@mommysano are you gonna be my girl by jet. idk just like I would like u to be my girl yk you look so fine that I rly wanna make u mine

@azurexsnake love shot by exo bc ur hot and this song is hot

@icecreamranwich fade into you by mazzy star. kinda lowkey but filled with depth and love

@01-1987 converse high by bts lyrically not really anything but vibes of the song absolutely. fun, airy, and groovy yk. fast paced without being stressful

@svnzus cortez the killer by neil young. slow building, deep, sensual in an obscure way

@r-indou cherry pie by warrant bc I think ur hot and sexy and you should be mine and rly you are a sweet surprise

@scummy-simp ghost ship by blur. really fun and sweet kind of song like u <3

@hllwflow cherry bomb by nct. a vibe of knowing ur the shit without being a dick abt it??? Like just pure confidence and love

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msstarchh · 3 years ago

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Can I request an irl Puffy fanfic where we (the reader) are a volleyball player more specifically a libero who carelessly throws their body around bruising and hurting themselves to win the game. This causes Puffy to get worried when they fracture their hand and get semi depressed. Which leads her to comfort us. Just an angsty-fluff moment.

I just want to say in advance that I have never played volleyball on a bigger level than one time in middle school, so I hope y’all bear with me on any mistakes I make!

Also this turned out way more angsty than I expected- heheh

Dont apologize to me

It was the middle of the last game of this season and you were nervous as hell. The score was 21- 20 and your team was in the lead. But the game wasn’t finished yet and they still had a chance to win.

You quickly glanced up to your girlfriend who was sitting on the sides cheering you on. You tried your best to remember the fact that no matter what everyone would still be happy even if you lost. But knowing you, you was a bit too competitive to just let a losing game go.

The ball was thrown towards your team and you did your best to hit the ball back. But something happened and you landed incorrectly when you hit the floor with your head first. You did your very best not to scream in pain but as your hand were pressed in a way that you didn’t even think was possibly possible you couldn’t help but yell out in pain and hissing though your teeth.

“Y/n?” you did your best to open your eyes to see who it was but after the hit your head had made, it was hard sine the room was so bright. A hand went behind your head and a couple of arms were holding you as you started drifting off from the huge amount of pain that was caused to your body.

“Its fine sweetie! Its gonna be ok!”

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You groaned as you felt your head ache. Attempting to turn around you felt a sharp pain zapping though your hand when you tried to use it for support.

“Y/n I swear to god. You can’t use your hand!” right… its been two days since your stupid accident happened and you had gotten pretty fucking sad news. You need to take a break from training. Probebly a year to let your wrist and head heal properly. Those words crushed you. You had been doing this for so long, and it was one of the few things that made your life worth living. Volleyball was what you loved.

“im sorry…” you apologized, stuffing your head against the pillow. A warm, soft hand traveled up and down your back as you felt the bed shift slightly.

“its not me you have to apologize to. Apologize to your hand, you idiot” you could even hear the smile in her voice. How could she find this funny in any sort of way? Your life was pretty much ruined. Pain twisted within you with all of that’s happened. It wasn’t long until tears stained the pillow your head was still buried in. soft sobs escaped your throat and you heard your girlfriend start to ask if you were alright.

“does it seem like im fine!?” you finally snapped attempting once again to raise yourself and this time you succeeded. Staring right at Puffy, your heart sank. This girl had been there for you since day one and you just got angry with her for caring about you. Regretting what you just said you reached to grab her hand to apologize. Quicker than not, she snacked it away.

“no.” it was a cold and harsh word that made even more tears form in your eyes.

“I have tried to support you the best I can during these years, seeing you in pain and trying my best to tell myself you will be fine!” she had stood up and backed further and further away from the bed you were sitting on.

“I made sure to take care of you and love you every time you ended up hurt or something happened. But seeing you do this stupid stunt and then yelling at me for being worried about you!!” deep breathes escaped her moth as she moved further and further away from you. By this point tears were streaming down your face. You fucked up.

“Puffy im so-“

“don’t bother…”

“Please… I didn’t mean to-“

“I just… I just need some time..” and with that, she was gone.

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Its been almost 2 weeks and you were starting to get worried she would never come back. Sure, you could manage to do things around the house even with your fucked up arm, but the thing that was missing was her. Everything felt empty… you missed how she would hug you and how it would youst be you two. How she made you feel safe, how she made you smile even when you just wanted to fade away into nothingness.

“Hey, Y/n?” you tried to imagen her voice telling you it would be fine, but every time it came out so wrong.

“you here? HOLY SHIT Y/N THE KITCHEN IS SMOKING!!!!” It didn’t reach you until you were pushed out of the was onto the floor by a shorter person. You looked up to be faced with Puffy whop did her best to get rid of the smoke from the kitchen as she ran the faucet.

Once again tears were building up in your eyes as you were looking up at her from the floor. She was here…

“come on you dummy, lets get you back to bed, baby.” She kissed your head as you were laying down with her next to you.

#mcyt #mcyt x reader #puffy x reader #captain puffy #cpt puffy #minecraft youtubers #fanfiction #volleyball #x reader

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amandawritez · 4 years ago

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Mistake

Pairing: JJ Maybank x reader

Word count: 2806

Warnings: fighting (kind of), cursing, mentions of abuse. This is angsty as hell I apologize in advance but there is fluff at the end if you squint

Summary: When JJ starts spiraling and putting his friends in danger you have to give him an ultimatum

Your hands were shaking as JJ pulled up to Barry’s house, and everyone sat in confusion as JJ got out of the van and began to storm inside. You could hear their voices as they spoke but you were so shook up over what just happened that everything being said was going straight over your head.

“Someone should probably go talk to him.” you heard Kie say and everyone’s heads turned to face you but you continued to stare blankly at the floor of the van unable to move, you felt like your body was glued to the seat.

“Yeah, I got it.” John B stated once he realized that you weren't getting up.

It was silent in the van and the only noise to be heard was the shuffling inside from JJ ransacking the house and John B attempting to calm him down. After a few minutes you shakily stood up and began to walk towards the house, figuring John B wasn’t really going to able to calm JJ down, usually when JJ spiraled like this you were the only one he would listen to. Just the sound of your voice could snap him out of his fit.

You stood on the porch thinking for a moment until JJ stepped outside and saw you. He froze for a second and you looked at the bag in his hand.

“JJ what's that.” your voice was so little that you thought maybe he hadn’t heard you.

“It’s revenge, they mess with us and we get even.” He stated calmly. He began to walk past you but you stepped infront of him blocking his path causing him to huff in annoyance knowing you were going to try and talk him out of it.

“JJ you can’t just steal from a drug dealer this isn’t a joke, he's dangerous and now you're putting everyone else in danger too, not just yourself.” you said.

“(Y/n) he stole the gold from us, he pointed a fucking gun at you and we’re just supposed to let him get away with it? Aren’t you tired of being walked on?” he asked now looking you dead in the eyes.

“JJ that's not the point, the point is you can’t keep doing shit like this. You’re spiraling and you’re gonna get other people hurt.” you began to get angrier raising your voice slightly. JJ just rolled his eyes and stepped around you walking off the porch and completely ignoring your rant.

“Alright, so we’re looking at five grand each for reparations for putting us through that bullshit.” He said as he stepped into the yard. John B walked outside and down the steps but you continued to stand on the porch feet glued to the ground and arms crossed staring straight ahead. You listened as the group all at once began to questions JJ’s actions, telling him this isn’t a good idea and you could tell he was getting angrier as everyone reprimanded him. You heard some commotion and turned around to see JJ shoving John B against the van.

You joined the others in the yard and watched as JJ stepped into the van and sit down as if waiting for the others to join him so they could leave. Once he realized no one was going with him if he was going to steal the money he huffed and stepped out of the van. You listened as the group told JJ that they were tired of his reckless shit and that he needed to stop. When JJ announced that he was just going to go by himself if no one wanted the money your eyes began to well up with tears, threatening to spill at any moment.

When he started walking away Pope began to go after him but John B stopped him and Sarah said to just let him go, but you didn’t want to just let him go you knew he needed a wake up call.

“JJ.” you spoke quietly but you knew he heard you because he stopped walking but continued to stare forward refusing to turn around and look at you. “If you take that money we’re done.” You spoke a bit louder now making sure he heard you and hoping he would turn around and change his mind.

But he didn’t. Instead he stared forward for a moment and then said one word, “Fine.” He didn’t bother turning around because he knew looking at you would break him so instead he continued marching forward leaving everyone behind. As silent tears rolled down your face Sarah Pulled you into a hug and Kie joined her a moment later.

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Later that night you sat alone in your room staring aimlessly at the ceiling thinking about the events of the day. After JJ left John B dropped everyone off at their homes, Kie offered to stay with you since she knew you were upset but you insisted on wanting to be alone. You showered and ate silently, you felt dull you couldn’t believe that JJ would do that, that he would just give up on your relationship at the drop of a pin. Your attempts to not cry failed as you pulled your legs up to your chest and decided to just let the tears flow as you dropped your head down and rested your forehead on the tops of your knees. You were broken from your thoughts as you heard a light knock on your door, you quickly wiped your tears and figured it was just your younger sister asking to borrow clothes or something. “Come in.” you said and your voice cracked slightly. The door opened and it was Pope and Kie asking to come in, you nodded and they stepped in the room quietly shutting the door behind them.

Kie sat next to you and Pope on the end of your bed. “Are you okay?” Pope asked and Kie glared at him, her face asking why the fuck he would say that.

“I’m fine, I’m good.” You said quietly and gave a weak smile in an attempt to make it believable but they both knew you were lying. Kie pulled you into a hug and rubbed the top of your head causing your eyes to water again so you pulled away not wanting to cry.

“So, what's up.” you asked plainly and Pope and Kie exchanged looks as if wondering if they should tell you something.

“We were uh gonna go see JJ, see if we could talk some sense into him and make sure he’s okay after earlier but we wanted to check on you first ya know make sure you were okay too, and see if maybe you would come talk to him too? If not its okay we totally get it I mean you guys got into it pretty bad today, er sorry I shouldn't have said that, I mean I know you guys broke up and all but um-” Kie lightly slapped Popes arm and looked at him with wide eyes.

“Pope are you dumb you can’t say shit like that she's still sad.” You laughed lightly at the interaction, Pope wasn’t the best with words when someone was upset.

“I’m right here, and I’m fine guys really. JJ made his decision and if he was willing to throw away our whole relationship that easily then it wasn’t meant to be.” your voice got quiet at the end, you knew you didn't mean what you were saying but you had to at least try. Kie shook her head and said

“No (y/n) you know that's not true, JJ loves you so much you know he was just upset he made a mistake I’m sure he's a wreck right now trying to figure out how to fix things, you know he loves you.” and Pope nodded in agreement. You wanted to argue but you knew she was right, but you just weren’t ready to see him yet.

“I don’t know, I just don’t think I’m ready to go over there and forgive him yet plus I tried to talk sense into him earlier and we all saw how that went.” Kie looked at you sadly and Pope looked like he was practically begging you to come because he knew they wouldn't be able to help JJ like you could.

You thought about it for a moment and decided that maybe you should go talk to JJ, the longer you waited could make things worse. “Fine, I’ll go.” Kie jumped off the bed and clasped her hands together excitedly, Pope stood up too ready to go, “But,” you said and Kie dropped her hands and her face fell from its smile. “You guys have to go in first, go talk to him and is he's still acting like he was earlier then I’m not going in, I don't need to get hurt all over again because JJ is still being a dick. If you think he's fine and he will want to talk to me then I’ll come in after.” You said and Kie groaned but nodded and said that was understandable.

As the truck pulled up you were beyond nervous, your hands began to shake again and your breathing started gettin heavier. “Hey, its gonna be fine,” Kie stated placing her hand on your knee reassuringly “I promise we’re gonna get in there and JJ is gonna be back to his usual self, I’m sure he realized he's made a mistake.” Pope and Kie got our of the truck talking about the plan to get the gold out of the well when all of the sudden the sound of a generator whirring to life was heard and the entire backyard suddenly lit up. You looked at Pope and Kie wondering if maybe they had knew about this and it was set up but they looked just as confused as you did. They said that they were gonna go check it out and that one of them would come back to get you after they talked to JJ.

You sat alone on the tailgate of the truck wondering what was taking so long, maybe JJ was doing something stupid again. You scoffed and rolled your eyes imagining what JJ could have done now, and your curiosity got the best of you so you decided to just go find out for yourself, you were tired of waiting. As you walked in the backyard you could see lights hung up everywhere and as you rounded the corner to see what was going on you froze in your tracks. The sight infant of you was enough to make your jaw drop slightly and your legs feel like jelly underneath you, it felt like someone had punched you in the chest. JJ stood in the middle of a hot tub, Champagne glasses floating around the water and a champagne bottle in his hand. But it wasn’t the hot tub or the lights or even the generator that shocked you, it was JJ, more like what happened to JJ. His chest and face were littered with Dark purple bruises, bigger ones on his stomach, and his lip was split open. Who could have done this to him.

“JJ.” you finally spoke up, all three of their heads turned to you, Pope and Kie’s worrisome expressions and JJ’s drunken smile.

“(Y/n) im so glad you could make it, come on get in it feels great! Oh get this, I named her the Cat’s ass how funny is that.” JJ laughed at himself and waved his hand in a come here motion.

“JJ w-what happened to you, who did this to you.” you asked, your voice cracked and you knew you were going to cry for the hundredth time today. You slowly stepped forward and began walking up to the hot tub. “JJ..” you said lightly you looked his bruises again, one silent tear fell down your face.

“No stop being emotional, it’s fine okay-” his voice began cracking and you could tell he was about to cry so you walked up and stepped over the ledge to get in, not caring about your shoes or clothes because right now they didn’t matter, JJ was the most important thing. You wrapped your arms around JJ as he began to break down, and you petted his head lightly as he sobbed “I can't take him anymore.” He cried and pulled your body tightly into his as if he let go you might disappear into thin air. you rubbed his back and felt Kie and Pope stepping into the hot tub too and wrapping their arms around both of you. You whispered in JJ’s ear attempting to calm him down and slowly his sobs became less heavy and his breathing began to even out, he knew he was safe here with his real family.

You all pulled away after a few minutes and you took the champagne bottle out of JJ’s hand and set it on the edge of the hot tub, slipping your hand into his you began to pull him out of the hot tub “Come on bub, lets get you inside and cleaned up we can take a shower and I'll cook you something.” you said and he nodded slightly following you out. Pope and Kie got out too and knew that it was best to let you handle this, Kie saying she would call you later.

After taking JJ inside you suggested that he showered and you’d cook some Mac and cheese for him, he silently nodded, too scared to talk worried that his voice may betray him and cause him to cry again. After his shower you two ate in silence, you had no idea what to say you just knew you needed to be there for him. You finally spoke up when he was finished eating, “JJ, can I clean you up? I-I have some stuff I can put on your cut and bruises that will help them to heal better.” You stood next to him and held out your hand which he gladly took and let you lead him to the bathroom.

He sat on the counter while you got out the cream for him and tended to his bruises. You were so gentle with him terrified that if you touched him the wrong way he might just break, as if he was made glass. You weren’t sure if he was going to speak at all until he finally broke the silence, “I'm sorry” he said and you looked up at him confused

“Why are you apologizing you did nothing wrong.”

“I’m sorry for earlier at Barry’s I was being reckless and I hurt you, I’m so sorry I walked away i-it was mistake.” he stumbled over his words, scared that he may cry more. You finished up cleaning him and stood up so you were face to face with him now.

“JJ it’s okay I understand I’m sorry I even gave you an ultimatum, it was selfish and horrible.”

“No you did the right thing, you don't want to be with a guy like me, I don’t deserve you. I’m reckless and immature and I’m such a piece of shit.. my dad was right.” He began to cry and you placed your hands on the side of his face lifting it so he had to look at you.

“JJ , no baby you're not a piece of shit you're the best thing that’s every happened to me, nothing your dad ever says about you is true, you are kind and passionate, and I love you, okay, we all love you JJ please don’t ever think you are any of those things your dad said.” You wrapped your arms around him and carefully pulled him into a hug not wanting to hurt him and he held onto you tightly crying into your shoulder.

He finally pulled away and wiped his eyes, “So you’re not breaking up with me.” He asked quietly, terrified that you might say yes.

“No baby I’m not breaking up with you I would never do that, okay I love you so much and I’m so sorry for saying that earlier.” he was so glad to hear that and he put his hands on the side of your face and pulled you in for a soft kiss, being careful not to hurt his lip. You pulled away and wrapped your arms around his waist and placed your head on his chest listening to his heart beat, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and rested his chin in your head. And you guys sat like that for a while, while JJ thought about how much he loved you and he knew that you were the best thing that had ever happened to him too.

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A/N: someone get the tissues I am EMO rn. I’m so sorry that was so long and honestly angsty as hell :( but I hope you liked it my inbox is open so send me shiz :)

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outrebanx · 4 years ago

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don’t feel (4)

jj maybank x female reader

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part one // part two // part three

summary: you and jj go on your surfing date and get to know each other until topper interrupts (terrible summary im sorry)

word count: 2.3k

warnings: mentions of abuse, swearing, topper is a dick (sorry lads), gets pretty angsty at the end (it wasn’t even gonna be an angsty chapter but my brain got the better of me apologies) i also havent read it through so pls ignore the mistakes

—— I am in no way romanticising abuse if you have any issues with my writing pls message me

A/N: everyone say hallelujah because i’ve finally written something!!!!!!!!!! sorry in advance if it’s not the best, i havent written in like a month and i struggled with this chapter before my little hiatus but i want to finish this series so badly so i did some the other day on the train and its kinda got me back into the swing of it :) as always feedback is appreciated

After JJ had left last night, it didn’t take long for you to finish cleaning the pool and then collapse onto your bed for one of the best nights of sleep you’d had in a while.

Your alarm woke you up out of your slumber, and as you reached for your phone turn it off you hissed in pain as your injuries on your side and head throbbed at the movement.

Lifting your pyjama shirt up to inspect your side, you were met with a large bruise and as you looked at it you couldn’t help but feel a little hatred for Topper and his carelessness - no doubt he’d try and talk to you soon enough to apologise, but that was a problem for another day. Today’s problem was meeting up with JJ for your little date, you had no idea if it would even go well but you knew you had to try as you were apparently soulmates. You looked at the bruise on your side again making you realise it would definitely be obvious when you were wearing your bikini so you were going to have to try and find a shirt to cover up, at least for the initial part of the day.

Going through your draws you found a nice black bikini that complimented your body nicely and a large shirt, that was slightly see-through but not enough to really show your bruise, as well as some of the other scars on your body from multiple different injuries. You got dressed, brushed your hair before pulling it into a loose bun, and quickly admired yourself in the mirror before picking up your keys and leaving your room.

You poked your head into your sister’s room, only to be met with her soft sleeping face, you didn’t want to wake her up, but you needed to let her know you’d be out for the day, and hoped she would be too instead of at home on her own.

You walked over to her, lightly flicking her nose, and laughed as she tried to swat your hand away, still half asleep.

“I’ll leave you alone if you open your eyes.” You said, ready to poke her cheeks until she woke up enough to talk to you.

She groaned as she opened one of her eyes, “it’s so early, let me sleep.”

“It’s almost 10, in what world is that early?” You asked, a smile on your face at how incapable she was in the mornings, an almost polar opposite to you who always loved waking up early.

“My world.” She huffed, pulling the covers up over her face.

“Okay well I was wondering if you were going anywhere today as I’ll probably be gone for most of today, but I can try and make it back early if you are on your own.”

“No I’m going to Carley’s again,” she pulled the duvet off her face to raise her eyebrow at you in question, “but where are you off to? You almost never socialise with people.”

You jokingly scowled at her, “Hilarious and if you must know I’m meeting up with a boy for a possible date thing.”

She squealed and sat up to look at you, “Oh my god yes! Who is it? Do I know him? Is it Topper? What are you doing on the date?”

“I’m guessing you’re awake now jesus christ. But you’re going to have to find out about it later, after the date so if it goes badly I don’t have to tell you.”

“Rude,” she pouted, “But have fun!”

You gave her a small wave before heading out of her room and downstairs to grab some toast before you left.

Even though it was tourist season, the beach seemed pretty empty and calm when you arrived, a few people in the sea already catching the waves, and as you looked at all the different groups on the beach the blond hair of JJ Maybank caught your eye.

He seemed to notice you at the same time as you saw him, he waved and walked over to you, “Hi.”

You smiled at him, trying to ignore the pain you felt on your face as you took in his injuries, “Hey, you good?”

“Always, and like I said yesterday I’ve had worse - Topper isn’t exactly the best at beating people up.” He laughed it off, but you couldn’t help but think there was something behind the words he was saying.

“Sure,” you said, fiddling with the hair band on your wrist, “well I hate small talk, so are you ready to be amazed by my incredible surfing skills.”

He laughed, clearly not convinced, “Bring it on Y/N.”

You grabbed your board from your car, and headed with him to the water, trying to pay more attention to the waves than his toned chest, not wanting him to realise how attractive you found him - you didn’t need that sort of teasing.

The two of you walked out into the water, moving to lay on the board as it got deeper so you could paddle out a little further. The waves weren’t as big as you’d like, but at least the sea wasn’t flat, otherwise this whole day would be less than ideal.

Both you and JJ sat up on your boards, waiting for the perfect wave for you to ride, and as you watched the water you could feel JJ watching you.

You turned to him, eyebrow raised, “What?”

“Why are you wearing a shirt?”

“Are you that desperate to see me in a bikini?” You joked, trying to avoid the question.

“Of course,” he winked at you before a look of seriousness came back over his face, “but also a little concerned as not many people where shirts in the water.”

“I bet they do, but if you must know, where Topper elbowed me last night I have a shitty bruise and I didn’t want people on the beach to see and maybe judge, so I covered up.”

“Oh, um, can I see it?”

“A bit of a weird request,” you chuckled, “but I guess so yeah.”

You lifted up your shirt, revealing the dark purple mark across your side, green tinging the outside of the mark, you heard JJ breathe in sharply as he took in your injury, “Holy shit are you sure you’re alright, like obviously I can feel it slightly but it looks awful Y/N.”

You gave him a small smile, “I’m fine, can we surf now?”

He nodded, and as he turned away from you he muttered under his breath, “Just avoid every question I ask huh?”

You looked at him, eyebrow raised, but he was already paddling his board to catch the next wave.

So that’s what the two of you did for almost two more hours, caught lots of waves - showing off the different tricks you could do, which in your opinion you were much better than him, not that he would admit it - and spoke about all the little things you could think of whenever you were waited for a good wave. Even whilst talking, you felt like you weren’t really talking, neither of you really spoke about anything deeper than your favourite colours or films and you were pretty sure he was now beginning to notice how you avoided any question about your home life. But you knew he was hiding something too so you didn’t feel as bad.

It was when you were both out of the water that the day took a turn for the worse. You were heading to where your bags were when you spotted Topper arriving at the beach, his eyes searching for something. And you were pretty sure that that something was you.

“You’ve got to be shitting me.” JJ said from where he stood behind you, looking at the way Topper was now manoeuvring along the beach looking for you.

You held out your hand in front of JJ, “Please stay here, I’m gonna talk to him and do not want you to start something.”

“He started it last night not me.” He scoffed, ignoring the way your eyes rolled at how childish he sounded.

“Just stay here. Please.”

You didn’t wait for him to answer, instead you headed towards Topper, bracing yourself for the apology that he was going to try and give you, even if you were far from forgiving him.

He spotted you as you approached him, smiling widely and jogging over to meet you half way.

“Hey Y/N I was looking for you.”

“I guessed that.” You say, crossing your arms as you stood looking up at him.

“Right,” he moved his hand through his hair, “well, um, I know you said last night that you didn’t want to see me, but I can’t stand you being mad at me and I really want to apologise. I really didn’t mean to hurt you and i don’t think I’m like Rafe and hurting you is the last thing I would ever want -and can you please say something!”

You couldn’t help but flinch at his raised voice, his eyes widening at your reaction.

“Shit I’m sorry Y/N, please talk to me.”

“I have nothing to say to you Topper, you hurt me and it might take a while for me to forget that. So I have nothing to say.”

“But-“ he tried to reach for you hand, but was instead met with the empty space as you stepped away.

“Nothing to say.”

You looked at his sad eyes one more time before turning around and heading back towards where you assumed JJ still was.

You didn’t realise you were shaking until you reached JJ and he looked at you with worry, “Woah are you alright?”

“I’m fine, it’s just-” you clenched your fists, “nevermind it doesn’t matter now anyway.”

He stepped towards you, “You know Y/N, this whole soulmate thing means we need to talk to each other about stuff, so it does matter. Please talk to me.”

You tapped your foot anxiously as you considered his words, “Fine. It’s just that in my life I haven’t had many people who care about me, and most of the time if they do care, I either push them away or they leave because they realise I’m not worth it. But never T - he was always there for me and my sister, and I’m just not sure I want to lose that but at the same time he hurt me and yeah that’s pretty much it.”

JJ put his hand on your shoulder, giving it a light squeeze as you looked up at him, “Well thanks for telling me but we might have to continue later because the idiot,” he pointed behind you to where Topper was now marching towards you, “has spotted us.”

“Oh for fucks sake.” You muttered, wondering if the angry look on his face was due to seeing you with JJ. It most definitely was.

You waited for him to get closer, no longer in the mood to deal with his shit.

“Really Y/N? You won’t talk to me or spend time with me but you’ll spend time with this dirty pogue?”

“I’ll have you know I bumped into him a while ago and we were just chatting and even if I hadn’t, who I spend my time with is none of your fucking business Topper.”

You could feel JJ tense up beside you as you lied to Topper about why you were with him. You’d apologise to him later but if Topper knew you’d been on a date together then the situation would get much worse a lot quicker than you’d like.

“Funny that I don’t believe you,” he scoffed, “but then again all you do is lie Y/N isn’t that right? Lie to everyone about everything, especially your home life.”

You froze, shaking your head for him to stop speaking, but he was too lost in his own anger and jealousy to realise he was crossing a line that could never be undone.

“Does your new friend know about that? Or should I tell him?”

“Topper please, don’t.” You reached out a hand to try and calm him down. You could feel JJ’s ocean eyes focused on you, his suspicions apparent.

“Well Y/N, you’ve already made it clear you don’t want to be friends with me so I’m just passing the information to the next guy you’ve found so he can pick up the pieces whenever you decide to show actual emotions.”

“Please-“ You tried.

“Her parents beat the shit out of her and her sister, that’s the big reveal,” he told JJ, ignoring the tears streaming down your face, “but what she doesn’t realise is that she is as emotionless and uncaring as them, so be ready for when she gets bored of you and throws you out like yesterday’s trash.”

Topper didn’t even look at you as he left, leaving you crying and JJ staring at you wordlessly. Your whole life unravelled before you, in one of the most to the point and unpleasant descriptions you’d ever heard, ignoring the implications of what he said about you. Is that really what people thought about you?

The silence between you and JJ became too much for you, you steadied your breathing, wiping the tears off your face “Well I think I’m gonna go, it was nice spending time with you, I guess I’ll, um, see you around.”

You looked up to see him open his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he quickly closed it. You nodded to yourself and headed back home, ignoring JJ finally saying your name behind you, you just wanted to get away from the disaster of your first date with him. Soulmates sometimes didn’t work out and apparently yours was one of those, even if you wanted it to work.

A/N pt2: i was gonna add a bit of JJ’s perspective but im lazy so sorry y’all and sorry again for the fact i haven’t read through it i’m ill and sorry again (i feel like a youtuber making apologies here) that this isnt my best i’m just happy ive posted something and thanks for reading

A/N pt3: (it never ends sorry) I don’t know whether it’s because I’m very unromantic but even if I had a soulmate I wouldn’t feel strong feelings straight away so I tried to portray that but it gets better in the next chapter!!

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atozfic · 3 years ago

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legit all i want is one angst fic with an UNHAPPY ENDING so i can cry bUT nO when i search up angst fics THEYRE ALL FLUFF WITH "a small bit of angst" LIKE PLEASE I JSUT WANT A FIC THAT WILL MAKE ME CRY SHDLSFK - 🥢

also u know what else annoys me. WHEN LONG FICS DON'T HAVE THE KEEP READING CUT. like they write 10k words n theres no cut so u have to scroll through the whole thing,, like what if someone doesn't want to read the 10k smut someone wrote then they have to scroll through the whole thing like PLEASE if ur gonna write a long ass fic PUT A KEEP READING CUT. -- 🥢 (this legit annoys me sfm)

ALSO, WHEN THEY MAKE THE READER BLUSH "their cheeks turned pink" OR WHATEVER,, and it honestly makes me not wanna read the fic bcus like if ur gonna make the reader blush might as well just make a light-skinned oc instead, bcus its not like everyone can blush. also when they make them skinny, specific eye color, rlly rlly short. like i know its just fics, but if ur gonna put "reader" atleast try to not make it seem like the said reader is this skinny white girl. - 🥢

ok and one last thing, i know its hard but like sometimes ppl put gender neutral reader, but then put things in the fic like "babygirl/ mommy", or "babyboy/daddy", or even just like "princess" or smthn. like i know its hard to come up w gender neutral terms but yknow its just,, idk. IM SORRY FOR RANTING IN UR INBOX THESE THINGS JUST BOTHER ME SM - 🥢

okay so, originally i was gonna wait a while to reply because i was on a roll with my writing but, due to some of the issues your asks have raised, i kind of want to go on a tangent(?). don’t worry, it’s nothing negative. i’m simply gonna reply to everything you said in order though, so it doesn’t become confusing.

my reply to this is pretty basic because, while i do enjoy a good bit of angst, i personally don’t enjoy an angsty ending. maybe it’s just me but life is full of bad endings and unresolved issues, which leaves me not wanting to experience the same things when i read any form of fiction. no matter how well written it is, nor how amazing the story is, it leaves me feeling unsatisfied and questioning what would happen from there. i do get your frustrations though, especially if you’re in the mood to read something heart-wrenching and all you find is fluff.

i 100% agree with the read more thing. all of my stories come with a read more tag before any of the story actually begins, no matter if its 100 or 20k words because, most of the time, my stories carry warnings on them. in my opinion, if you’re adding warnings to your story and NOT adding a read more tag, your warnings become useless. what is the point on giving a content warning if you’re not going to facilitate people avoiding being exposed to that warning? even more so if your fic is the length of the mf bible, like damn. seeing your monster fic without a read more cut isn’t going to make me want to read it, it’s going to make me block you to avoid having to see your content again. in conclusion: use read more cuts, they’re free and help you not turn people off from reading your work.

this one i’m going to maybe say something people won’t like? if so, i genuinely apologise in advance, i’m not trying to offend or hurt anyone. i’m not sure if i’ve been guilty of doing this in the past but i can say this: when i write, i do not have a vision of what the reader looks like. they are a blank entity in the story. with the blush thing, i try my best to explain the feeling of blood rushing to one’s face rather than the effect that has (aka blushing on people who have fair skin), because everyone can experience blood rush, even if it doesn’t make them blush. this is where maybe some people might not appreciate what i’m about to say... i don’t think this is something writers do on purpose. while i understand it hurts to feel excluded, i don’t think any writer who writes under the “x reader” tag is going out of their way to make people feel that way. the problem is, in writing, there is an incredible emphasis on showing and not telling. this becomes difficult to do when you’re constricted under what you can say to avoid excluding anyone, which is why i think writers sometimes slip up. it’s nothing hateful or purposeful (this is most cases, i obviously can’t speak for everyone), it’s just something that accidentally slips their minds, no matter how hard they try to make their stories accessible for everyone. i’ll finish this off by just saying, if someone ever reads one of my stories and feels the reader isn’t inclusive to them (despite being tagged that way), please tell me politely. don’t treat me like your enemy, because i guarantee it’s not something i ever want to make you feel.

the section above also applies to this part. there’s no need to apologise for ranting in my inbox, i’m completely fine with it so long as you- and anyone else who does it- is fine with receiving a response.

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heyitsyn · 4 years ago

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anyways as the writer, who do YOU think deserves y/n, like on surface level, of course oikawa, he cares for her and notices little things about her-- but like I've said he changes all too late, its difficult to be with someone when they don't recognize their own flaws, I also think that's why y/n kept rejecting him and his advances, the classic "you're not like other girls, I like chasing you" but idk .. like he seems to really care about her but let's his insecurities get in the way, he'd be a great father and boyfriend tho. like I noticed during the series oikawa tends to open himself up more and more, but then at the route (he closes himself up) and I think that's EXACTLY what oikawa would do, like as much as everyone hated the angst (not bc of ur writing, its great, but bc angst makes us sad :((), I think it was great for him, his character, he would shut himself off as soon as he felt himself falling way too deep, if you do write an oikawa redemption thing (I forgot if you were or not so sorry if you were already done-) it'd be so..refreshing to see him change for the better, knowing y/n isn't gonna leave, knowing she makes him the happiest person alive, allowing himself to show her everything and JUST LIKE WITH JOE JONAS AND I FORHIT HER NAME.. as soon as you'd be like I think we should take a break hed pick up his act because, fuck, he's never felt this way before, and he certainly doesn't want to let it go. -🍡

ooooo personally? hmm i actually think iwaizumi? not saying that because i’m a hajime stan but because out of the candidates, he would be the one who would be more capable and responsible and mature enough to have a relationship that wouldn’t fail. of course he’s still human and he makes mistakes and might do or say the wrong thing but i think he developed a sense of logical reasoning by being oikawa tooru’s best friend since he has always had to talk oikawa out of stupid things and told him to think carefully. that feat helps him have a better communication with y/n and talk things out rather than be petty and leave. and he’s a parental figure with the team and looks out for them and puts them first so naturally, you would be taken cared of and wouldn’t have to worry if iwa is involved. and he has his goals, he knows what he wants and he will get them and hes very hardworking and puts his everything into his passions and interest so your relationship with him would be a very fullfilling one that you don’t have to worry about him not giving effort.

now for oikawa, IM SO HAPPY AND I APPRECIATE YOU LOOKING DEEPLY INTO IT because it was lowkey difficult to write him lol like i had to be more careful with his scenes rather than the others because youre right, my goal was to make oikawa open up more and more as the series and parts went on as a way to show that he was getting more and more comfortable with you therefore he would slowly fall in love with you since you cant exactly fall in love with someone you’re not comfortable with, yknow? AND THANK YOU OMG IVE BEEN KINDA GUILTY ABOUT IT BECAUSE I JUST HIT YALL WITH THE ANGST AND I PERSONALLY DIDNT KNOW HOW TO RECOVER FROM THAT LOL LIKE I WAS SCARED OF WRITING ANYTHING TOO ANGSTY FROM THEN ON SINCE YALL WERE TELLING ME IT MADE YOU CRY AHAHAHA but thank you so much for noticing that and saying that!!! i was just talking to a moot a few weeks back and i was telling them that i try not to make the character as fanon by sticking to their canon personalities but putting my own outtake into it? idk its kinda hard to explain lol but i tried to put myself into his shoes and was like, ‘okay, how would oikawa tooru react? based on his personality, how would he feel and how would he react to this?’ and im happy it worked bc you said that. AND YEAA i have an oikawa route ver. 2 in my drafts but if yall want, i can make a part two lol but rn im kinda swamped with finals ahahaha but um that will be coming up soon!

also, yes he would be such a great father and a husband but in a way, he uses you and your children as an excuse to put you all first then him even though he needs his problems solved and fixed. his insecurities and inferiority complex probably hurts him a lot too especially if the kids were to say they liked iwa better and joke and tease him about it which makes him feel really insecure and covers it up. i feel like his mood swings would hurt your family a lot and you would argue which makes you feel like the kids shouldn’t be in this environment and especially after one nasty fight, you even told him you would divorce him if he wouldnt start fixing himself because that was the only way you could get him to do it. even back then, the only way he would focus on himself is if everything he loves is being threatened to be taken away and ig thats both a selfish yet selfless thing to do? like he doesnt care about himself and puts you and the family first because youre more important but also selfish because he doesnt care what you think and doesnt consider your opinions about his problems because he just does what he wants and you cant stop him.

again, oikawa is probably one of the most complex anime characters ive had to research lol because the show kinda gives us a bit of an insight to who he is but we arent given anything else so its up to us to figure him out and everyone has their own opinion about him and thats where fanon oikawa comes in and although theres a lot of people who hate him, in the end there are others who relate to him (as an oiks kinnie myself) and knows that theres something going on underneath that and ive had a lot of fun trying to decipher aaaaa reference to one of my favorite fics oikawa

#ask the manager #dango <3

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a/n: yet another got7 drabble!! this is going to be a bit angsty, so i apologize in advance and honestly this banner is probably one of my favorites hehe and also this drabble took me a while to type up but it was worth it! and this is very much unedited so if you see any grammatical errors then that’s on me lmao

genre: fluff, angst, college/university au, friends to lovers

rating: pg (for mild swearing)

warnings: light swearing, mild angst,a bit cheesy/cliche (jinyoung’s a huge dork in this hehe think wmylb jinyoung, but like a much tamer and softer version. wmylb jinyoung is uh, very passionate in voicing his opinions, and we love that, its just not fitting for the image that i have for him in this drabble)

pairing: literature major jinyoung x arts major reader

word count: 2.3k

you stared at the glowing laptop screen in front of you, eyes struggling to stay open, lashes fluttering, sleep threatening to take over. you couldn’t help but let out a small yawn, forcing yourself to keep your eyes open. the hardest exam of your life, and one that would have a major effect on your grade, was less than a week away, and you had barely looked at any of the review material. you had been so caught up in finishing your arts project and focusing on raising your grade that the anatomy exam had slipped your mind. and now, here you were, at three o clock in the morning, fighting sleep, trying to cram in information. you couldn’t believe you had been so foolish and careless. anatomy had always been a subject that you struggled in, and because you were stubborn and didn’t want people to think you were pathetic or lazy, you refused your professor’s suggestion to enlist the help of a tutor. you were so confident and sure that you could improve on your own, and well, you had never felt so idiotic in your life.

despite looking over the review material and pouring over pages of the dictionary sized textbook you had to lug around nearly every day, not a single ounce of information seemed to be sticking. the last few days had been spent relentlessly studying countless websites, books, review material, and just about anything that could potentially help you. you were beginning to get a bit stressed out, but you supposed that all of this was because of you. after all, you were the one who had decided to neglect studying for an exam all to work on some stupid art project instead. “just a day in the life.” you mumbled, eyes focusing on the laptop screen in front of you, the blue light illuminating the darkness of your dorm, casting dark shadows onto the white carpeted floor.

sighing, you shut your laptop closed and flopped back onto your bed in defeat, head softly hitting your pillow. there was no use in fighting sleep, after all, you could barely focus and dawn was drawing near, and soon you would have to trek across campus at exactly six a.m. for your early morning history lecture. sleep soon took over and all thoughts of studying and the exam faded away as you drifted off into dreamland.

the next morning, you awoke to a soft knock on your door. groaning, you reluctantly got out of bed and went to answer it. to your surprise, it was jinyoung, dressed in an oversized white turtleneck, dark jeans, and loafers, holding two cups of warm coffee and a light blue paper bag. his soft black hair was adorably rumpled, and despite it being five a.m., jinyoung still looked as gorgeous as ever, which you envied. “oh, hi jinyoung. what are you doing here?” you asked, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. “well, i figured you were up late last night again and i dropped by the cafe down the street, and i thought i’d just come by and give you some coffee. hopefully it’ll give you some energy. oh, and i brought some sandwiches that my roommate made last night. trust me, it’s not poisonous. jaebeom hyung’s a lot of things, and one of them is the ability to make a great sandwich.” you chuckled as he handed over your cup of coffee and the paper bag. “thanks for the coffee and the food. i’ll see you later?” “i-i was wondering if you wanted to walk to class together? “i’d love to. oh, please come inside. it’s a bit messy, so don’t mind all the clutter. i haven’t had time to clean lately.” jinyoung shook his head. “it’s fine. jaebeom hyung’s the same. he doesn’t have time to clean because he’s always so busy with writing music and classes, so i do all the cleaning in the dorm.” you gestured for jinyoung to sit on the couch, to make himself feel comfortable, and then disappeared into your room to take a quick shower and put on a decent outfit.

as you and jinyoung walked across campus, he told you all about the song that jaebeom was working on for the upcoming showcase that your university put on every month. “wait, so he composes his own songs?” jinyoung nodded. “he does, its pretty impressive, if i’m being honest. he’s been writing songs ever since he could walk. jaebeom hyung wants to become a singer one day.” “ i wouldn’t be surprised if he does, he’s really talented.” you had seen jaebeom peforrm a few times, and his voice was smooth and angelic and unique, and you had no doubt that he would get recognized for his singing one day. “so, what’s been going on with you? haven’t seen you in a while.” “ah, well, my professors are bombarding me with assignments and i have an essay due next week, but it’s tolerable, i guess. been trying to take a breather every now and then, get my shit together, the usual. anwyays, enough about me, how have you been doing?”

you grimaced. “well, i haven’t been getting much sleep lately. i kinda got too preoccupied in finishing an art project that i forgot all the about the anatomy exam i’m supposed to take, and it may or may not be less than a week away. so, i’ve been cramming.” jinyoung sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “are you kdiding me, y/n?” you laughed nervously. “uh, oops?” jinyoung shook his head, letting out a defeated sigh. “how long has this been going on for?” “u-uh a f-few days?” you looked away, not wanting to see the frustrated and worried expression on jinyoung’s face, fighting back tears. ever since you had met jinyoung on a particular sunny day last summer, the two of you had gone through a lot together, from comforting each other after breakups to taking care of each other when one of you was drunk. you hated making jinyoung worry, as he had enough to deal with, and you didn’t want to burden him. “why didn’t you tell me you were having a hard time?” he asked, and you forced yourself to look at him, instantly regretting it. his gorgeous brown eyes were filled with concern and a worried frown was set upon his perfect lips, and you immediately felt as if you had been stabbed in the gut. “i-im sorry,i just didn’t want to be a burden.” you mumbled, trying to hold back tears. before you knew it, you were engulfed in a hug, strong arms wrapping around you, holding you tight. you felt jinyoung rub comforting circles on your back, and that alone was enough for you to break down, crying into the soft fabric of his sweater. all the pent up stress you had been holding in was finally let out, and jinyoung just held you, not uttering a single word, listening to your soft sobs. after your tears had subsided, you pulled away, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand, sniffling. “s-sorry about your sweater.” jinyoung waved away your apology. “don’t worry about it, i’m not gonna freeze to death just because you got tears on it.”

“anyways, i’m sorry for not telling you.” “it’s ok, but y/n, please know that i’m always here for you and that you’re never a burden.” you felt your heart ache at how sincere he sounded, and despite his reassurances, you still felt extremely guilty for keeping your feelings locked away.

“i’m a phonecall or a text away, remember that. i’m always here for you, you know that, right?” you nodded. “thank you, jinyoung.” “no need to thank me, y/n.”

after class, you were feeling a bit better, as you had finally sought help from your classmates on the upcoming exam, and they had given you an overwhelming amount of notes, all of which were extremely detailed and well-written. and, as you were walking towards your dorm, you heard a familiar voice call out to you. turning, you saw im jaebeom, music major and jinyoung’s roommate, running towards you, a white envelope in his hand. “hey, you’re y/n, right?” he asked once he caught up to you, a bit breathless. “yeah, why?” jaebeom seemed to brighten at this, eyes turning into crescents as he smiled, gently placing the envelope in your hand. “jinyoung wanted me to give this to you. he’s in the library, working on an essay if you want to see him.” before you could say anything, jaebeom gave you a small wave before walking off to the other side of campus, leaving you speechless. what just happened? you thought as you opened the envelope, careful not to rip it. inside was a delicate piece of paper, with jinyoung’s familiar looping script written all over it.

“dear y/n, ever since we met, i’ve always thought you were bright. for example, your smile. your smile practically lights up your face and makes my heartbeat a little faster. i’m aware this is quite cheesy, but its true. ever since we met, you have been the brightest person in my world, and the one girl who has managed to break down these walls i’ve kept around me for so long. before i met you, i didn’t know what love was, or rather, why people bothered with it. but, that all changed when i laid eyes on you. you were the most stunning girl i had ever seen, let alone meet, and when you said”hi, my name’s y/n”, i felt my world turn upside down, but, in a good way. you were the person who showed me that it’s ok to love. you also showed me how beautiful love can be. it doesn’t have to be destructive or painful or terrifying. love can be exciting and thrilling and life-changing. even though i’m a literature major and have written more essays than i can count, i seem to struggle with words whenever i’m around you, thus why i’m putting my feelings on paper. i like you, a lot. i’ve liked you ever since you bumped into me on that fateful day, you were the one who has managed to sweep me off my feet, quite literally, i might add, and though i am awkward and clumsy and not as mysterious and alluring as jaebeom hyung, i do have some worth. anyways, please meet me in the library after you read this, and if you don’t, then i know that you don’t feel the same. it’s ok if you don’t, but i just wanted to get this off my chest.

sincerely,

park jinyoung

you felt tears prick the back of your eyes as you practically ran to the library, your heart aching. you didn’t know jinyoung felt that way about you, and you were so happy that he felt the same. you had liked him since the beginning, and you had fallen in love with his smile and all of his quirks. jinyoung was easily one of the most attractive guys on campus, with perfect eyebrows, a cute nose, perfectly sculpted cheekbones, gorgeous brown eyes, and one ot the prettiest smiles you had ever seen. his smile was stunning and never failed to take your breath away, eyes crinkling at the corners,perfect white teeth on display. his laugh was endearing and a sound that you would never get tired of hearing. on top of all that, he had a heart of gold, and was unfailingly kind and polite towards anyone, and also very selfless and humble.

as soon as you arrived in the library, you looked around for jinyoung, and immediately spotted him at a table near the back, typing on his laptop, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. you rushed over to him, heart beating wildly in your chest, and cleared your throat, causing him to look up from his laptop in surprise. “y/n?” he asked, practically scrambling off the chair he’d been sitting on, gently grabbing ahold of your wrist. “what’s wrong? did something happen?” you took a deep breath and grabbed ahold of his sweater, the fabric bunching up in your hands, pulling him towards you and kissing him. you felt him jump a bit in surprise, but he quickly reciprocated the kiss, wrapping his arms around you. the kiss was short and sweet, but you enjoyed every minute of it. when you pulled away, a faint shade of pink had settled across jinyoung’s face. “i-i never knew you were so bold, y/n.” he teased, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled. “i didn’t either, but i had to do it before i chickened out.” “so, does that mean you like me?” you fought the urge to roll your eyes. “yes, of course, jinyoung. i don’t just go up to random guys on campus and kiss them you know.” “i-i just wanted to make sure.” “ah, you’re so cute, jinyoung.” “s-shut up. i’m not cute.” “hmm, yes you are.” “anyways, will you be my girlfriend, then?” “well, considering that i just kissed the hell out of you in the middle of a library, i think it’d be foolish if we weren’t dating after that, so yes, yes i will.”

a/n: hehe jinyoung drabble done!! i hope you all enjoyed this lengthy drabble!! i have two more got7 drabbles to write/post and then i will go back to my planned bts ones :) again, this drabble is dedicated to cara, aka @yongcherie one of my favorite humans ever (sends kisses and hugs) ily angel 💞💞and this is also dedicated to my sister issy aka @taeramisu bc i love her and she’s the one of the loveliest angels ever💖

#mine #not bts #got7

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