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dreamypjm · 3 years ago

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ABOVE | Park Jimin

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Chapter 10 - "Stay"

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Silence...

I take my hand off his cheek and start wiping my tears away.

Me: "Sorry.."

Jimin scratches his neck and looks down to the floor. He sighs..

Jimin: "..it would've been rude if I just left. Of course I didn't."

He looks up and smiles.

Jimin: "Don't cry"

I don't know what it is but something about his smile is really calming.

Me: "Sorry.. that's so embarrassing"

Jimin: "Oh no! It's kinda cute.."

He stands right infront of me but somehow manages to get even closer now.

Jimin: "I'm just suprised"

He puts his hands on my waist and bites his bottom lip while his eyes wander down my face. He stares at my lips for a second before he looks back into my eyes.

Jimin: "...I wasn't aware about how intensive this would be.."

I think about those words.

I'm not sure what exactly he means by this but I think he's talking about that weird emotional tension between us. I don't even know why the thought of him leaving made me shed a few tears.. but it did. I have never before experienced anything I could compare to what's happening here right now. It feels somehow surreal and at the same time super safe. It's frightening because I have to remind myself that I still don't know this man at all.

But one thing makes me feel like I'm not as weird or crazy than I thought... he seems to feel those things too. Or at least he makes me believe he does. Could be just a ploy to wrap me around his finger.. but after last night I don't think that's his plan. Otherwise he would've just slept with me when he had the chance.

Me: "me neither"

He smiles.

Jimin: "I'd like to stay"

Now he slowly leans in for a kiss but before his lips got to touch mine, I take a step back and look down.

Me: "I'm.. confused"

To be honest, I really am confused but I'm even more afraid to give in to that desrie I feel for him. Something just feels strange.. is it possible to meet someone and be this close right away?

When I was younger I used to believe in soulmates. I used to believe that my other half is somewhere out there. I way sure that if I ever found the one, I'd feel it.

But.. I gave up on that when grew up. I've been through different kinds of heartbreak and as I got older I stopped taking everything to heart and just accepted the fact that this reality is far from what I imagined it to be as a kid.

It's been a while since I dated someone so I'm suprised and confused about myself being that emotional towards Jimin. Maybe I'm just lonely and craving love so much that I start putting hopes into a random stranger now..

Or maybe something inside me is still holding on to the longing dream of finding that person, the one who's supposed to make me feel complete.

I stare on the floor and feel Jimin's hand slowly leave my waist.

Jimin: "Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude myself. I should go.."

He turns away from me and reaches out to his coat that's hanging on the back of one of the chairs but then I grab his hand.

Me: "No, wait.."

He shouldn't apologise just because I overthink every little move he makes. I need to stop doing that or else I'm gonna ruin this before it even started.

I take a deep breath..

Me: "I'm just not used to this"

I press my lips together, still holding onto his hand and look down. I don't know what to say..

Me: "uhm.."

He let's go off his coat, turns back to me and let's out a quick relieved laugh.

Jimin: "It would've been a shame to pour the coffee away"

Oh, right! He made coffee before I started messing everything up..

I'm glad he said something like that, it makes the whole situation a bit better. I can feel the mood change to be more playful and relaxed, not that serious anymore.

Me: "Don't worry, I would've just drank all the coffee myself. Not gonna waste a single drop of my life potion"

Jimin looks suprised and starts laughing. I guess he didn't expect such an answer.

His laugh makes my heart flutter.

Jimin: "Seems like we have something in common then, I couldn't live without coffee. Never!"

That's the first thing I know about him now, besides his name. He loves coffee as much as I do.

Me: "You can sit back down, on my bed or on the table here.. I'll just wash up real quick."

Jimin nods and I disappear in the bathroom right away.

I brush my teeth, wash up and look at my self in the mirror. No need to put on any makeup now after he already saw me like this. I quickly change into some comfortable clothes, brush my hair and step out of the bathroom. Jimin is sitting on my bed, looking around in the room before he turns his head to me and starts smiling.

Jimin: "You look great"

I blush and walk to towards my bed. Right when I wanted to sit down next to him suddenly my phone starts ringing.

I look at the screen.

Me: "Omg, I totally forgot about that"

Jimin: "..what?"

I don't answer his question but rush to pick up the call.

Me: "Hey.. uhm.."

Jimin looks confused but patiently leans a bit back, listening to what I'm saying on the phone.

Co-worker: "Y/N! THANK GOD, I thought something happened! Where are you???"

Me: "I'm so sorry.. I'm at home and - "

Co-worker: "Are you sick? You sound so weird.. you never skipped a single day at this job, it must be something serious!"

Me: "Sick..? I.."

I look at Jimin who looks a bit worried now.

She's right, I never skipped a single day of this job. I never called in sick and never got late to work. I also barely took any days off since I didn't have anything to do anyways.

But what now..? I didn't let Jimin leave and I actually want to spend more time with him but asking for a day off now, when I'm already late to work, would be really rude...

Me: "Ye-yeah, I'm sick .."

I slowly sit down on my bed next to Jimin.

Me: "..and I'm still in bed"

Jimin puts his hand on thigh and raises his eyebrows.

Co-worker: "Oh I'm sorry! Get well soon! I already called a stand-in so don't worry about that, I just wanted to check if everything is okay."

Me: "Thank you.. I'll take a rest and let you know later if I can get back to work tomorrow"

Jimin suddenly clears his throat quite loud.

Co-worker: "What was that?"

Me: "Oh uhm, nothing.."

I look at Jimin trying to signal him to stay quiet but he smirks at me and starts licking his lips..

Oh damn.. what have I gotten myself into here?

My hands start sweating.

Me: "I'LL CALL YOU BACK LATER" - I say in a rush and hang up.

I put the phone aside and Jimin moves closer to me.

Jimin: ".. you're sick, huh?"

- he says in an ironic tone.

I don't say anything but put my hand on his, which is still laying on my thigh, move my face closer to his and bite my bottom lip. His eyes wander down to my lips.

Jimin: "..can I help you feel better?"

If he only knew how much better I already feel just by his presence. I wonder if my headache came back if he left.. cause right now, it's all gone.

I smile as I lean in to kiss him.

His lips feel so soft and the way he moves his mouth gives me butterflies.

The kiss lasts at least 10 seconds before he lighty bites my bottom lip, stops and starts grinning. Then he leans back, grabs his coffee and starts drinking while I just stare at him stunned.

How dare you tease me like that..

I also grab my cup and take a sip.

Me: "So.. what about you? Shouldn't you be at work or something... or are you "sick" aswell?"

I wanna know more about him so why not start with asking about his job. I'm trying to guess what he's doing.. I can imagine him being a model or maybe working for a fashion label. I take another sip of coffee while looking at him curiously and waiting for an answer.

He puts his cup down and stares into the room.

Jimin: "Me..?"

He suddenly seems serious and has a thoughtful expression on his face.

Jimin: "... no, I don't have anywhere else to be right now."

I'm suprised and raise my eyebrows.

Me: "Oh..?"

Jimin: "I'm still trying to figure out what I'm doing here, to be honest.."

First I'm confused about what he said but then I think I got it.

Me: "Ohhh I see. Yeah, I understand that. I still haven't figured out what I really wanna do, that's why I work at the coffee shop for now"

I look at him and smile but - wait, what's with that look..? He looks at me as if I spoke a different language and it makes me feel like he wasn't talking about a job.

I don't know why but.. those sparkles I saw in his eyes are gone and instead they're filled with sadness, staring at me totally lost. I suddenly get goosebumps..

Me: "..what's wrong?"

He looks away and I can tell something is off.

Jimin: "I'm not sure but.."

He's silent for a moment and then turns to me, smiling lightly.

Jimin: "nevermind, I'm free right now and that's what matters"

I'm a bit concerned about those words but I tell myself not to overthink it.

Me: "Well.. I'd love to spend the day with you then"

His smile gets bigger and his eyes narrow.

There it is again.. that sparkling in his eyes.

...

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technowoah · 4 years ago

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Hi! This is my first time doing a request for a prompt list but can you do prompts 1,34,25 if you can put those in one fanfic, or mini series. Again this is my first time requesting a prompt list thing. If you can’t fit those three in there you can just do 1 of them. If anything I wrote just made sense, sorry if it didn’t. Have a good day!

Rather Be Devisive Then Indecisive...

Thanks for the request! I decided to do Techno cause I need some Techno content here!

Sorry it took so long 😭

C! Techno x gen neutral! Reader (platonic)

1) "I fucking hate you" "please dont say that"

34) "one more chance please?" "You're being greedy"

25) "You're right. You are useless"

⚠︎ swearing, indecisive reader, angst, angst, mentions of weapons, mentions of death, mentions of tnt & explosions, Wilbur's last canon life, sad techno, I didn't proofread, this story is so fucking long-

"Dont you see history repeating itself?!"

You found yourself in a huge predicament right now while standing by Technoblade's side, adorned in netherite armor and weapons. You were facing against the people you used once to love, the people you eere supposed to kill. You hadn't seen Tommy's face so distraught in quite some time.

Everyone thought you were the traitor, you lost the trust of the people you once sided with and loved. You couldnt stand to see the pain Tommy had in his eyes and the betrayal Tubbo showed. It wasn't true, from what you heard it wasn't true.

You didn't just appear on Technoblade's side one day, it was a tough ride to follow. The beginning of your journey had you looking desperately for a place to be, a home. You were lost in the huge kingdom with huge monuments and different types of people.

Then came L'Manburg. A place where you could be free, at least they sold it like that. You had met Tommy and Tubbo while on the Prime Path and immediately asked about their blue war coats and they immediately introduced you to L'Manburg. You were accepted a while later, meeting the citizens and making connections with all of them.

Then came Manburg and Pogtopia which led you here next to Technoblade as he went on about replacing tyrant with another. You were always on Technoblade's side ever since he joined Pogtopia. All it took was constant literature sessions and talks about politics and you were on board with his ideals and his hate for government.

You were apart of L'Manburg before Pogtopia and Technoblade had changed your mind on government he made you see everything through a different lense and that lense was beautiful and clear. You adapted his ways of thinking quickly and became "one of his personal favorites" as he would say.

Technoblade set off a firework explosion and everyone screamed and scattered, that was the "go" you ended up attacking somone else that wasn't a close friend of yours. You were trying not to attack anyone, this wasnt your style. Yes, Techno had taught you fighting styles and how to become stronger but you didn't want to fight who you considered your family.

You eventually found yourself on a hill looking over the explosions and swords swinging in the gleaming sun. People below were looking in your direction quickly then heading back into battle wondering why there werent any fireworks hot from above, but you couldnt do it. You just couldn't bring yourself to soot the crossbow that was hanging on your hip. Techno kept looking up towards you as you looked back towards him in distraught.

Everyone was yelling until Dream had spoken up.

"You know who the trader was Tommy? Tommy the traitor was Wilbur."

No it couldn't be.

"No! Technoblade killed Tubbo and Y/N left us behind, they're the traitors!" Tommy exclaimed in confusion.

Your mind couldn't make up anything at the moment, was Wilbur the real traitor instead of everyone thinking it was you? Everyone was questioning if Dream was right or not, but you were so into your own mind you didn't hear that one faint scream that lead to many others.

The ground started shaking like a earthquake was about to happen and then the ground started to break apart and explode revealing the huge amounts of TNT that was placed under the stone and dirt. You felt uneasy as smoke, and debris flew from the ground and up into the air. You heard screams of agony who were caugh in the explosion, screams of anguish who witnessed the explosion and screams of joy.

Emotions flew through you like blood. This wasnt what was supposed to happen was is? You were a citezen of L'Manburg before a citizen of Pogtopia and this was the worst thing you have ever seen. The sky turned dark and grey, the place you used to call home is gone and the person who destroyed your home was the one who built it.

"Wilbur?!" You screamed as you saw him and Philza staning next to what looked like a man made cave in the hill.

Everyone else followed your line of sight and saw Wilbur standing next to Philza talking to him. Philza had a sword in his hand and what is seemed like arguing with Wilbur as well. Everything seemed so chaotic you didnt know what to focus on, Wilbur and Philza, Dream inevitably sneaking away, or Technoblade's glare at you from a top a building. You couldn't bring yourself to face Techno right now. Technoblade was a source of comfort for you, but at this moment you had no where to turn.

The straw that broke the camel's back was seeing Philza kill Wilbur. He pierced the sword through his heart and as Wilbur's legs couldn't hold himself up anymore Philza hugged his son and fell down to the ground with him hugging him in his last moments as everyone below screamed at Philza.

Your vision became blurry as tears welled up in your eyes. Everything was gone. You had nothing left to go back, no home, no Wilbur. It seemed like Tommy and Tubbo didn't want you back in their lives so it seemed hopeless. Falling to your knees you cradled your face in your hand trying to block out all of the commotion outside.

L'Manburg was like a home you always wanted but never had. They were like family and you grew too attached. You loved them like brothers and a sister. You loved them you grew attached to them as well, especially to Wilbur because you looked up to him as a leader and he took you under his wing when you had no where to go, he cared for you like a big brother. Tommy and Tubbo were also another two you grew too attached to because of Tommy's impulsiveness and Tubbo's attention to detail and caring for others.

After the fall of L'Manburg Technoblade had to make everything worse.

He had looked towards you one last time before getting into position.

"Are you just gonna sit there!? We have a job to do!" Techno said while unsheathing a sword.

"Isn't the job done already?!" You yelled back still sat on the hill.

Techno started to laugh. "Barely!"

He jumped down from the building and into some rubble underneath him and you followed him down the hill. Techno had brung out soul sand and began placing it on the ground with wither skeleton skulls in his hands. You walked over to him and he handed you a skeleton skull, you reluctantly took it out of his hands and you saw him smirk at your compliance.

Tommy began walking towards Techno and you in a fiery rage ready to fight him. He couldn't get straight to him because of a small gap the explosion made. Tommy was trying to keep everyone on that side, safe. Dream and Punz jumped over the gap and joined both you and Techno by the soul sand.

"Stop this right now Techno!"

"You stay over there Tommy!"

The two bickered back and forth until they eventually died down and Technoblade spoke up over the talking and yelling coming from the side Tommy was on.

"Tommy, do you think you're a hero? Is that what this is?" Techno said while letting his guard down for a moment and put his crossbow down.

"I just- I just wanted L'Manburg!" Tommy exclaimed back clearly confused.

You werent a stranger to Technoblade's speeches you were a fan of them really, but not when its against someone you would consider a brother.

Technoblade spoke up over Tommy. "You wanted power.

"I wanted L'Manburg, thats all I ever wanted. I wanted..." Tommy stopped talking for a moment, like he was thinking.

"Tommy you just did a coup! You just did a hostile government takeover and then immediately instilled yourself as president." Techno explained to him in a more serious voice than before.

"And then you gave it to your friend, but that still a tyrant Tommy!"

"But the thing about his world Tommy, is that good things dont happen to heros. Let me tell you a story Tommy. A story of a man called Theseus."

Technoblade had taught you about Greek literature and how they could be compared to people in the kingdom today. He so happened to find correlations between Tommy and Theseus at this moment.

You were still anxiously waiting for Technoblade's long speech to end so you could get this heartbreak over with. The need to cry more never became more apparent until now, the need ro run away and never come back but you wanted to listen.

"His country was endagered and he sent himself forward into enemie lines, he slayed the minotaur and saved his city. You know what they did to him Tommy?!"

"What did they do-"

"They exiled him. He died in disgrace, despised by his people. Thats what happens to heros Tommy." Techno finished his Greek mythology speech.

Tubbo spoke up from behind Tommy. "But he saved everyone!"

"The Greeks knew the score, but if you want to be a hero Tommy that's fine." Technoblade started walking backwards with a wither skulls in each hand.

You had soul sand infront of you and you were waiting till Technoblade set the first wither out into the world. There were wither skulls in the brown grass so you all could quickly put the skulls ontop if the sand. Technoblade thought it was a good idea to have multiple withers flying in L'Manburg at once. You and Techno were probably going to get attacked by the withers too because withers dont know who made them, they just attack.

"Technoblade dont do this! We're so close! Im not the hero! No one's the hero!" Tommy pleaded and that made your heart drop.

"You want to be a hero Tommy?! THEN DIE LIKE ONE!"

There it is. Techno started placing the skeleton heads on the soul sand and you followed suit placing three skulls onto the other. The two withers started to form and grow besides you and Technoblade. You didnt want to do this at all. You could hear the screams from the former Pogtopia and L'Manburg citizens, this wasnt what you wanted. You didn't want Wilbur to die, you didn't want L'Manburg to go, and of course you didnt want your family to die.

Technoblade grabbed your hand and led you to a higher plane, both of you dodging the blows the withers were giving out to anyone in their way. You had made it a top of the building Technoblade was before. You felt like your lungs had no air in them, from the running and and seeing Tommy desperately trying to fight a wither above him, Tubbo shooting arrows next to Quackity and the withers making Wilbur's explosion bigger than it was.

Technoblade started laughing at the destruction and the screams of the people below. You knew Technoblade was a dangerous man, he killed and did it for his own reasons that you didnt argue against. He had told you that he will tell you one day, but this wasnt that day. You didn't want to hear anything from him, you had lost everything.

"I fucking hate you." You breathed out in disbelief at the destruction below.

"Please dont say that." Techno rolled his eyes.

"You're not telling the truth-"

"MY LIFE IS GONE TECHNO! I- My home is gone! Wilbur is gone! Where do I go?!"

"Hou have me! What are you talking about? Did you just blindly follow me?! Newsflash I'm not Wilbur, Im not Schlatt! Im my own person that dosent associate with government so might as well destroy the government physically." Techno looked back out into the chaos.

"This cant be the way!"

"Do you have another plan?!"

"If I did it wouldn't have mattered." You said calming down, but still angry.

"Should've said something sooner." Techno said while walking away from the edge of the building and away from you.

"Again, it wouldn't have mattered." You said as a final statement before he walked away.

You didnt know where he was going nor did you care at this point. You retreated for now and found yourself back in Pogtopia. Going down into the decorated cave and reminiscing on times shared. The moments where Tommy was messing with Wilbur, when Tubbo immediately relaxed when he found himself around Pogtopia and he could be himself, when Techno and you had extremely deep talks in the potato farm.

You ended up going back to your home later that night trying to clear your mind and trying to know where to go next. The next morning your feet had a mind of its own that morning because you ended up at Tommy's house. You had knocked on his door and he swung it opened it with his widened eyes not expecting you to be there. He was bandaged up more than usual, he had scars on his hands and face too. It was a sad sight for you.

"Y/N?! What are you doing here!? I didn't-"

You cut Tommy off by hugging him and trying not to cry at the sight.

"Im so sorry Tommy." You said regretting everything.

"Im sorry I hurt you."

"Hey calm down. I forgive you, but it's gonna be hard ya know?" Tommy explained as you let him go sniffling.

"I understand, you shouldn't feel obligated to forgive me I know its going to be hard to help them grow even though I betrayed them." You slightly laughed and Tommy smiled.

You felt accomplished that day. You hung out with Tommy the whole day, then found Tubbo as well. They both accepted you but slowly but surely were going to forgive you. You hated that they were in pain but they knew you were in pain as well. Later that day you sat down with the both of them and wrote letters to everyone wanting to reconnect again. The two had said they would help deliver the letters while you delivered some too.

The day turned into night and you and Tubbo were currently walking around doing nothing in particular. Tommy had headed home as you promised to visit him tomorrow. You and Tubbo both ended up on the topic of Phil. Silence fell upon you two, you didn't know what to say about that. You didn't know Phil that well, but he seemed regretful. Wilbur's death became a touchy subject between you two. Tubbo then asked you about Technoblade and you had no answer to that either.

Technoblade left without telling you anything at first you didnt care, but now you are slightly regretting having that stupid fight. Days continued to go on and your regret became more apparent each and every day. You had reconnected with former L'Manburg members and asked for forgiveness. It was a slow process but you all became closer in due time.

Technoblade and your relationship grew further apart and you noticed that. You never seen him since the final day of L'Manburg until one day.

You had visited the abandoned and long forgotton Pogtopia once more longing for the days before all Hell broke loose.

"What are you doing here?" You turned your head to see Technoblade standing not too far away from you.

"What are YOU doing here?! Where have you been?" You exclaimed not knowing whether to run to him or stand still.

"Well im used to being left alone. It's not that hard you should try it sometimes."

"Last thing I remember was you walking away."

"Last thing I remember was you yelling at me and telling me that you fucking hated me." Techno said matching your tone.

"I was in a bad place at that moment." You tried to justify your actions when in reality you couldn't.

"Weren't you all!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" You said getting defensive.

"I mean all of you L'Manburgians. You all were going through something. That something was the death of your leader and the inevitable death if your country. You apparently never let go of that side, L'Manburg is still with you somehow." Techno explained to you.

He always read you like an open book. You still never let go of L'Manburg and thats why you went back and left your and Technoblade's relationship behind. Yes that was your fault, but you can try and reconnect, try to build trust again.

"Can't I be with them and you at the same time?" You asked, while your confidence left your body.

"NO! WHAT?! Why would you say that?! Have you been listening to me?!"

"I have! You-"

"No you clearly fucking havent! They are feeding into the very thing they sought to destroy! History is repeating and you going back is only encouraging it! Soon enough the new "L'Manburg" will fall time and time again!" Technoblade yelled clearly fed up with the conversation.

"Technoblade. I wanted to make ammends with you! I wanted to be on your side again!" You pleaded.

"Apparently not because you keep runnning to L'Manburg!"

You were getting desperate, it felt like everything was lost again. Why did you have to chose between anti-government and pro-government. You didnt have to, you just needed your friendship that was torn apart glued back together. The need to rekindle the friendship between you and Technoblade began to exceed everything else and continued to cloud your mind.

"One more chance please?!"

"You're being greedy." Techno taunted.

"Techno listen! I-"

"I am listening." He interrupted you on purpose.

"Seriously I wanted to rekindle our friendship so please just let me do this!" You pleaded.

"That's not going to be happening anytime soon. You know Im usually the one being left, but now that I see you like this I now understand why people leave others." He laughed.

You stayed silent and that gave him the opportunity to speak more.

"Those that have treated me with kindness, I will repay that kindness tenfold. And those that treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends. I shall pay that injustice a thousand times over."

Another speech he would use another time. Your gaze was set on the stone ground beneath you. You couldn't face him and you knew he was talking about you. You weren't going to get the happy ending you always dreamt of. You were always aware of falling out of friendships but you never knew that one of your falling friendships would hurt this badly.

"All that time ago, you're right, you were right. You are useless."

"I dont need you anymore." Technoblade continued and ascended up the stairs to leave. He left you alone down in Pogtopia, it was hard.

"I came here to get actual shit done, but it turns out I couldn't." You heard Technoblade mumble upstairs before you were for sure he left.

You were left in the once lively underground community of Pogtopia. It was quiet and still now with the only thing was a small cool whispering of the wind.

You had your family, slowly but surely it was coming together but now everything seemed more broken than ever. Unbeknownst to you everything would get worse.

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jisungsmochi · 4 years ago

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valentine’s day with the dreamies ❤️

hella belated valentine’s day scenarios / dates with ot7 dream hehe <3

mark lee:

took a while for him to decide on a plan for the day

didn’t want to disappoint you )):

settled with a nice trip to the beach, waiting to watch the sunset as you both had a nice dinner together

he wanted to take you away from the chaos of both your busy lives and just have time to relax with each other

he knows how tired you’ve been lately and just wants to give you some healing time

and he also wanted to profess his love for you on the beach

listening to the waves crash on the sand, the calling of seagulls, the laughter of other couples and families around you

as the sun started setting, you were leaning into mark’s side, his arm draped around your shoulders

he wrapped the both of you in a blanket as you reminisced about your relationship

“remember how you were scared shitless to ask me out? i thought you were going to faint”

“i was not scared! i just ate a bad sandwich that day” mark grumbled, hiding his face in your shoulder

you gently stroked his hair as you continued the trip down memory lane

the sky was now a mix of purple and pink hues

you immediately jumped up, pulling out your phone, to snap a picture of the gorgeous scenery

mark slowly met you, pulling your phone down, holding his hands in yours

he leant down to place a soft kiss on your lips, causing you to smile in between the pecks

“i love you” he mumbled, barely loud enough for you to hear

“i love you too”

he ended up pulling out his own fancy camera, taking quick snaps of you being silly infront of the sunset

he eventually asked a nice lady to take some photos for the both of you in which she couldn’t help but coo

“you two make a beautiful couple”

heat rose to both your cheeks, too flustered by the compliment of a stranger

you spent to the rest of night chatting, too caught up endless conversations

huang renjun:

“hey, if your cute ass isn’t here in 10 minutes i’m packing up all the paints and sulking in my room for the rest of the day”

renjun texted you the morning of valentine’s day

you were already on your way to surprise him with your own small gift, having him rush you was adding to your nerves

this would be be first official valentine’s day you’d be spending together so you wanted everything to be perfect

you enthusiastically knock on his door, in which he opened instantly

he pulled you inside, dragging you to the backyard where he set up a nice picnic blanket with paints and canvases on a small table

you couldn’t help but admire all the effort he put in

you gave him a quick hug, your hold lingering on him for longer than he thought

you handed him your gift bag, filled with snacks he loved and a panda plushie with a heart attached to it

he pouted at how adorable your gift was, pulling you down to sit with him

“thank you for the gifts, babe! i hope you also like out little painting date!”

he queued up a tutorial video as you both started recreating the beautiful landscape shown

although you weren’t the best artist he had ever met

renjun couldn’t stop giggling at how concentrated you were with every stroke

“something funny?”

“nah you’re just the cutest”

subtle compliments like that was his specialty

you continued to paint as you snacked on various fruits and biscuits as well as caught up on current events in your lives

it was now time for the big reveal of your artworks...

renjun obviously outshone you but he still insisted you hang both paintings in his room for the memories

he’d take lots of polaroids to put into his photo album of your memories

huang renjun didn’t see the big deal in grand gestures for valentine’s day, as he saw every day, as a day to treat you well

lee jeno:

this boy would wake you up at the crack of dawn, practically jumping on you to go biking with him

you had flashbacks to the previous night where you agreed to go with him but immediately regretted staying up to watch new episodes of your favourite drama

jeno dragged you around your shared apartment like a rag doll, helping you change and stay awake

you knew how excited he was to take you biking for the first time, you didn’t want to crush his spirit

so you started slapping your cheeks and jumping up and down to remain awake, which jeno found amusing

you followed closely behind him as he led you through the trail

his initial idea was to get to the top before sunrise so you both could watch it together

but once he reached half way, jeno had an inkling that you were way behind

he was right

he stopped completely to wait for you, more concerned about how you were holding up rather than getting to the top

you were huffing and puffing

“why’d you stop? we have to get to the top!”

“have a sip first, babe” he pats your back as he hands you his water bottle

you felt bad for holding him back, but his concerned expression eased your mind

“we don’t have to get to the top, the sun will rise either way! who says we can’t just watch it from here?” he smiles widely at you

what did you do to deserve him?

you both stood with each other, his arm draped around your waist

the sun slowly started rising, your tired eyes glimmering in admiration

jeno’s eyes were fixed on you tho,, so proud that you attempted to bike with him

he was usually the one who always wanted to do things you liked

but when you agreed to go on this date with him, it just about made him pass out

he felt on top of the world with you by his side

this was a date he will never forget

lee donghyuck:

“really? a couple’s cooking class?” your boyfriend whined (he really loved doing that)

“yes! renjun suggested it to me, it will be fun, i promise!” you plead

as much as he loved to bicker with you, he saw how excited you were to participate in this class for valentine’s day

“do you know what we’re cooking at least?”

“i think we’re baking a cake, actually”

shouldn’t be too bad...he thought to himself

but boy was he WRONG

you both came to realise that you were not the best cooking duo in your friend group

but it didn’t mean you were gonna give up, after all, having donghyuck as your boyfriend made you as competitive as him (if that’s even possible)

he read the instructions as you grabbed the ingredients and threw them in a bowl

he would hype you up from the side like

“that’s my baby, you beat those eggs!” “our cake is gonna look so freaking good”

you would get flustered, earning a smile from the chef teaching the class

once the decoration stage came along, donghyuck insisted he do it on his own

he refused to let you watch him as he did the finishing touches

the chef revealed each cake one by one, when he got to yours, he gave you both a soft smile

“you two make such a sweet couple”

you looked down at the cake, the words

“i love you always and forever” were written on the surface

you were about to burst into tears at how sweet your boyfriend was

when you got home, after taking hundreds of photos with the beautifully decorated cake

you both devoured it like animals while watching tv together

a simple, yet memorable valentine’s day date — you couldn’t wait to tell your friends all about it

na jaemin:

as some of y’all know, jaemin used to be a short speed track racer

so naturally he was down for your idea of going ice skating for valentine’s day

you weren’t aware of how skilled he was at skating — as you yourself were merely a beginner

so when you saw how knowledgeable jaemin was when you entered the ice skating rink, you started feeling nervous

jaemin helped strap your skates on, carefully guiding you to the rink

you were still under the impression he was just as bad as you, but once you both stepped on the ice, he was immediately stable

god, he could even skate backwards

this must be so embarrassing for him to see

you started pouting,

“what’s wrong, baby?”

“i didn’t know you could skate so well! i’m so embarrassed, i can barely skate two metres!”

“i can teach you, don’t worry so much” he smiled softly at you, hands gripping yourself tightly

you couldn’t stay mad at him, immediately following his instructions

thirty minutes later, one really bruised butt cheek and some elbow bruises from falling down so much, you started getting the hang of it

jaemin let go of your hands and let you skate towards him, once you reached him, he wrapped you in his arms tightly, still gliding on the ice

your faces were so close, you could feel his breath fan your cheeks

you gave him a quick peck, mumbling a quiet ‘i love you’

jaemin couldn’t contain how adorable you were, giving you another quick kiss before telling you he loved you more than life itself

you both skated for a while, listening to throwback love songs playing over the speakers

he rarely let go of your hand, even when you insisted you were getting the hang of skating alone

he treated you to some french fries and ice cream after you finished skating

you laughed and chatted the day away, without a care in the world

being inlove with jaemin was something you would never trade for anything else in the world

zhong chenle:

a homemade dinner was always something you raved about to chenle

so once valentine’s day approached,, he made sure to give you the best dinner you could have ever imagined

he was on a call with his mum, following her instructions for the most perfect creamy pasta

you on the other hand, decided to make chocolate covered strawberries to have after dinner

you asked jaemin for help but then he just screamed he hates strawberries and left

you were placing the finishing touches on the desserts when your phone dings that chenle was ready for you to come over

you dropped everything, rushing to find the outfit you had picked earlier that day

you carefully wrapped the box of strawberries before making your way to his place

he practically swung the door open for you, pulling you to the dining table

he was hella dramatic and had those fancy covers for the food,, so he could surprise you

you just chuckled at his antics, placing a soft kiss to his cheek which made him heat up

he slowly revealed the meal he worked hard on the entire afternoon

your eyes glimmered at the sight, your mouth beginning to water

“how’d you know i love creamy pasta?”

“i listen to you when you talk, ya know”

you both enjoyed a pleasant dinner, chatting all about recent events in your life

the meal was delicious,, but it was now time for dessert

chenle practically ripped open the box, devouring one strawberry before you could even show off your creations

“you animal” you softly shove him, taking one for yourself

the rest of the night was filled with commentating cheesy romance movies and snacking on the desserts

once you finished eating, chenle handed you a small box

you opened it slowly, your jaw dropping at the gorgeous ring he had bought for you

he bought you both promise rings oop

you squealed before tackling him in a warm embrace

nothing felt better than being wrapped in his arms

park jisung:

sungie: meet me on the rooftop at 8:30

you: uhhh you’re not gonna fight me, are you?

sungie: shut up and get ready

you giggled at his response, giddy about seeing your boyfriend on valentine’s day

you weren’t sure what he had planned, but you were sure he put a lot of thought into it

even tho jisung doesn’t voice his thoughts, something is always going on with that boy

you made your way to the said rooftop he referred to, cautiously walking over to him

he set up two beach chairs with a small table filled with both of your favourite snacks

you also noticed two telescopes placed in front of the chairs, smiling widely to yourself

“is this what i think it is?”

“yes! we’re stargazing tonight! i know how much you’ve been wanting to do so”

you sat down next to him, taking your own telescope in your hands

you couldn’t believe he organised this date, from the fairy lights around the railing of the rooftop to the soft r&b playlist playing in the background

it was perfect

jisung couldn’t take his eyes off you, too eager to determine if you truly liked the idea

when your eyes met, you couldn’t help but lean closer to him

jisung didn’t pull away, smirking to himself before suddenly pecking your lips

jisung also wasn’t usually the one to initiate affection, so this was just another surprise you could never get over

you both giggled, pointing out the different constellations you could make out

you chatted about random things, from video games to school, to when jaemin yelled at chenle’s s/o for making chocolate covered strawberries

everything felt at ease when you were with jisung

he knew you didn’t want such a big fuss for valentine’s day, but you could have never suspected he’d do this all for you

“thankyou for all of this”

“anything for my baby”

and in that moment, you knew, you were falling inlove with park jisung.

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Precious - Seonghwa (2)

Member: Seonghwa Genre: Drama and Horror for the most part Word Count: 7.3k Requested: Yes Content: Seonghwa finds out what the fuck goes on. Slightly inspired by the fact they went to Spain. A lot of weird things happen. Mentions of body horror, food (it’s not a Stars work if there’s no food involved). Religious references. San is Protective of Seonghwa. Eden knows something that we don’t. Note: Okay so Part 2 of Precious is here. I had to read about various Biblical references from academic papers, YA books I’ve grown up reading and some classic literature books I’ve had to read at one point. Some architecture readings, some history readings because I have a short attention span that wants to know everything. Things might not be accurate, history/biblical mythology wise but an Attempt was made.

Part 1

The plans of going abroad to record their next album was a surprise for them, even more that this time it’s not going to be in the US. For the majority of the boys, this plan was met with excitement and curiosity. New places, new experiences and most importantly new food. Only Seonghwa met this idea with hesitance. Something about it didn’t sit right with him but did he really have a say in this? San noted his uneasiness at the news. “Hyung, is everything okay?” He asked in the midst of excited murmuring around them. The older’s eyes gaze over the other members and he found it better to keep his peace so he nods.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Once we get back to our dorm we need to start packing.” He returned. “Also, don’t get lazy packing this time please? The last time you did, you forgot your toothbrush and toothpaste at home and we were already in America.” This was met with a small whine from the younger.

“Okay okay! I’ll get started on it tonight.” San doesn’t press on his hyung’s discomfort. One way or another he does come clean about it. It was better to wait, he supposed.

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Fast forward to a week later. They’re now in Spain. They’ve been assigned into their rooms. Instead of having Hongjoong or Yeosang as his roommate this time, it was San. Not that he didn’t mind it but it was a nice change, even if the younger teases him to no end. Since it’s their first day and everyone’s still clearly jet-lagged, their staff let the boys free for the first two days to get used to the change.

The first day was quiet, as quiet as it can be with eight boys in a new city. Most of the time was spent getting their body clocks to fall in sync with the city’s life. Some of them went out on their own with some of their staff, exploring the shops. Others went and explored the restaurants, wondering where to eat for their next meal. Seonghwa opted to go and quiet down in a coffee shop, the spacious and antique interiors are complete opposite to the ones he knows back home. It’s a rare occurrence too to have San accompany him into a coffee shop, knowing him he usually opted to go around and buy clothes or trinkets to remember the trip.

“Coffee? I thought you didn’t like coffee.”

“I don’t like Americanos, San. My coffee’s just the usual mocha.” The older reasons with a pout. The younger giggling softly at the sight.

“Alright, alright. I’ll just get the Americano and we can just split the strawberry cake you’ve been eyeing since we arrived.”

The rest of their stay in the shop goes by smoothly, his mind distracted by the food in front of him and San excitedly gushing over the planning of their next album. “I wonder what Eden-hyung and Hongjoong-hyung have. I mean we know what this next one’s supposed to mean but song wise and choreo wise? Ugh, Hyung, I want to get back on stage soon.” San confesses and it makes Seonghwa wonder if his energy was from his itch to perform or from the coffee. Instead of saying anything, Seonghwa nods in empathy. He misses the stage too and he hopes that they’d be able to get back on it soon.

It’s when the others found a quaint restaurant a few blocks away from their hotel that they realize that dinner was rolling in soon for them. San notices the message and the time. “Should we get going?” He asks, as he finishes the last of his coffee. Their cake long gone.

The older male nods his head as he takes a few sips of his water. “Let’s go. We don’t know how long it would take the others to get back and knowing Wooyoung and Yeosang, those two get distracted along the way easily.”

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Seonghwa’s sleep for the night wasn’t terrifying but it wasn’t peaceful either. Every few hours he’d wake up disoriented, the images in his dreams nonsensical but at least he didn’t have any bout of sleep paralysis. It only takes a few minutes for him to get back to sleep but every time he does, he sees weird things.

Colorful flames dance in front of his eyes, feathers of various birds falling into the flame, some unharmed, some turning into a crisp. It’s the first time he’s seen a flame so intensely blue that leaves some of the feathers safe from the damaging heat. He swears he could hear someone call his name somewhere, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the damaged feathers, too entranced by how it burns red, ashes of what was falling from the body until all that was left was a charred crisp of ashes. His name continues to be called, it’s when he feels a jolt that he’s pulled back into the waking world.

“Seonghwa-hyung!”

His eyes shoot open, immediately shutting them again from the glare of the morning sun.

“Hyung, it’s 8AM. The breakfast is open for two more hours only.” San says as he fixes himself infront of the mirror.

His hand roams across the expanse of his bed until he finds his phone. 7:45 AM. “Dammit, San. It’s only fifteen minutes before eight... “ He lies back in bed, rubbing his eyes as he tries to remember what he had just seen minutes before. “Wait, you’re awake before I am.”

San looks back at his hyung, hand on his hip. Mingi’s been rubbing off on him. “Glad you noticed! Mingi kept calling my phone to wake me up. We’re going around the city today while Hongjoong-hyung, Jongho and Eden-hyung finalize the guides.”

A whine nearly slips from his lips, wanting to rather sleep in and do nothing all day. Another side of him reminds him that it was rare to get such an opportunity to just live and so he thinks. When he reaches for the phone, San asks what he’s doing.

“Room service. By the time I finish showering, the food’s going to be here.”

San stares at him for a few moments before groaning and throwing himself on the bed.

“Why didn’t I think of that… I could’ve gotten a few more minutes of sleep…”

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It was Yunho’s suggestion that they look around the city, see the history and the like. Considering that their leader, their maknae and Eden were in the studio, not too far from the hotel, it results in Seonghwa and Yunho being the heads of the group along with one manager as the rest of them sightsee.

“There’s this really cool park we saw yesterday but we didn’t get to go inside. There’s so many pretty stuff in there too!” Yunho explains, already looking at their map and leading the rest of the group.

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They arrive just outside the park. One that seems to be well known for having locals and tourists flock to for the history and scenery. Some of the boys try to read the name of where they were but San was the closest to the actual pronunciation. A quick translation: The Park of Pleasant Retreat. Seonghwa could see why from where they stood. People lounged around the greenery, taking in the warmth of the sun as they mingled with their loved ones. If Seonghwa squints a bit, he could even see a few people playing music under the shaded refuge of the trees. There even seems to be a body of water where people rowed small boats around, some lingering by the steps aged by natural forces and people who have come before them.

The boys have already learned that if they act like they should be hidden, they’ll be noticed by the public. It’s because of Wooyoung that they decide to go and explore through this path. A part of him thinks back to Jongho who would’ve loved to see this place and take photos. Even if Seonghwa didn’t know the history that this park holds down to the details, he knew that it seems to hold a large piece of the country’s history judging by the architecture. Grandiose pillars, crowned at the top with designs that curled inwards, though the temple-like pathway looks pristine, it has definitely been colored and worn through time. His eyes take in the scenery, occasionally stopping to take a few photos. It was a good change of scenery he thought, away from the chaos of his daily life, everything felt serene and calming. He could see why people flock to this park. He notices that his members had slowed to a stop and their manager was about to get in between them and the stranger that has made their presence known to them.

She looks like a local judging by her clothes and how she just seemed in her element. Seonghwa’s eyes study her features from where he stands: high cheekbones, pink lips that were adorned by a dainty cupid’s bow. Her almond shaped eyes were revealed after she rests her shades atop her head. Her skin, unblemished and unmarked, tanned by constant hours under the sun. She carries herself with so much poise, the male would’ve thought she was some sort of local celebrity. It was when she started to speak in Korean that they somewhat relaxed. “Hey, I’m just a local, I promise. My name’s Kayla. You guys just seemed like you would prefer getting the rundown of what this place is.” She explains as she brings out an ID to show to their manager and to the rest of them. “Also, I work as a local tour guide in my free time so…” She trails off with a shrug. The boys look to each other and under their breath they ask.

“Should we?” Yunho mumbles as he eyes everyone.

“I mean we only have this day…” Yeosang points out, brushing through his hair that's starting to become a nuisance to his eyes.

“If she’s shady, we can just make an excuse and go.” Wooyoung adds.

“So yes?”

They looked at each other one more time and figured: nothing to lose. They turn to their manager who has told them of their rules since Day 1: Don’t do anything stupid. To everyone, it wasn’t. To San and Seonghwa, it was bordering on stupid.

So the rest of the boys agree, the minority: San and Seonghwa just letting them be and trailing behind the group.

“Hyung, are you okay?”

Seonghwa doesn’t register the younger’s question. Since the group was so busy discussing the opportunity, the male had been stuck in his thoughts. Those features were familiar but he couldn’t put a finger on it. Did he see her online somewhere? Hell, who was she even? It was impossible for him to have seen her in his dreams, he barely remembers what he dreams about nowadays. He should’ve taken a peek at the ID when he had the chance earlier.

“Hyung.” San calls out again, bumping his elbow to the older and this brings him out of his reverie.

“Huh? Yeah, sorry what? I was spacing out again, I think.”

This time San lets out an exasperated sigh, much similar to the ones Seonghwa lets out when they act up. “I’m worried. You’ve been on edge since you heard we were going to come here for work.” He was right. The days leading up to this trip, he hasn’t been calm. His nights consisted of tossing and turning as he tries to get some peace. If none of those movements bring him that rest, he ends up doing the same home workout routines he sees San do until he feels exhaustion and considering that he’s an idol, it takes a long while until his body gives in to the comfort of his bed. So the older one lets out a soft groan, making sure no one hears it.

“I don’t know. Something just doesn’t feel right.” He mumbles, opting to use dialect just to make sure she didn’t understand. How sure was he even that she wouldn’t understand him? “I had a nightmare… a few weeks or months prior to this and it’s just really weird.” He continues as the walk through the wide paths. For a moment, everyone gets distracted by a couple walking dogs they’ve never seen before. While he smiles at the sight of his members finding glee in the furry companions, he catches sight of the couple’s eyes and his blood runs cold: icy blue. It’s not like the eyes he had seen in his nightmare but these two carry a weight that made him think: it was better to stay in his side. He looks away immediately and opts to fix his attention to what the woman explains.

“This park’s been known for their architecture. This park was commissioned roughly in the 1630s, constantly being expanded and improved upon by the Spanish monarchy. It was open to the public by the second half of 1800s and what you see people doing today, it was the same back then. I guess you can say not much has changed since then. Countless monuments and buildings have been made here over the centuries which you can see by the change in architectural and artistic design.” She explains. She gestures to a glass structure some meters ahead of them. “That over there was used as a winter garden for flowers that weren’t usually found in Spain, nowadays it’s for exhibitions and the like. Insanely pretty isn’t it?” She muses as some of the boys take a few shots as they get closer. A few moments of silence pass over them until she speaks up again. “Actually, there’s this monument I’d like you boys to see. No other place in the world has something like this. By any chance, is any of you easily scared?”

That prompts the boys to gesture at Mingi, which he accepts with grace. “I’m not good with scary.” He explains with a bashful grin. He takes this cue to hold onto their manager, thus earning him a soft chuckle from the woman. As she sweeps her gaze across all of them, lingering for a moment or two at one particular man, she smiles. “I assure you that this isn’t too scary but it might be a little unnerving.” With a turn of heel, she leads them through another path, slowing down as they are greeted by a tall monument.

At the foot of the monument are eight faces of beings no one can quite tell spouting out water from its respective orifices. The beings, so ambiguous, so odd it’s hard to look away from were unnerving upon a closer look. Seonghwa looked up at the top of the monument and he immediately knew: they needed to leave. At the top of the monument rests a statue, twisted in turmoil as he falls backwards. The fall clearly did not look like something the subject wished. The wings of the statue are somehow still outstretched, in a feeble attempt to protect the owner from further pain. While he couldn’t see the statue’s details closely, he could note that there were things that wrapped around its wrist and ankle. He could only guess that those were snakes or reptiles that looked just like the ones at the foot of the monument.

“Gentlemen, I’d like to introduce to you the Fountain of the Fallen Angel.” She starts as she gestures to the anguished being on top. “It’s rather an oddly proud moment for us to be the only ones with a public monument dedicated to the Fallen Angel-- as far as I know that is. To start, this was inspired by John Milton’s book Paradise Lost. Nothing has been definite as to whether or not this fallen angel is Lucifer the Morningstar himself, falling from grace or just any other angel that has fallen but some do like to believe it is the Lucifer being depicted up there.”

At the mention of the word star, Wooyoung teases Seonghwa. “Heh, don’t you call yourself a star too?”

Yeosang raises his hand, just like an obedient boy in class. “Wait, why did he fall?”

Before she could answer, San beats her to it. “Because of his pride isn’t it? That guy up there wanted to be as great as God and tried to make other angels rebel with him.”

This pleases her. The way her lips curve into one of pride has Seonghwa’s skin crawl with discomfort. “That’s correct. Did you also know that this statue stands 666 feet above sea level?” She asks, only to further explain the math of where they stand, how tall the pillar this monument stands on, and how tall the statue is. It was a reasonable guess and considering what the statue was, the connection just seemed right.

“On our eye level,” she continues. “We see eight different types of demons and other symbolisms related to the Bible.” she gestures to the eight different phases at the bottom. “This statue has seen a lot of things throughout history that if you have perfect eyesight, you can actually see some bullet holes on the body and wings. Those being remnants of the wars this land has experienced.”

Everything about the statue made Seonghwa want to run, run far away from this place and head back home. The adrenaline starts to make his head pound, that he holds onto San’s forearm.

“Hyung, are you-”

“I’m fine. I just got lightheaded.” He mutters as he breathes in through his nose and out his mouth. The air didn’t seem as cooling as it did earlier anymore. No one takes pictures of this monument, the history surrounding it and the context behind the figure makes it too unsettling for any of them to hold a little piece of memory.

As they walk away from that work of art, Wooyoung asks her. “Miss, are you religious? I hope I don’t come off as rude..” he mumbles a little embarrassed.

“Dear, what makes you think of such?”

“You just seemed like you knew a lot about that statue and its context…”

So she hums in thoughts. “Your friend earlier, the one that answered your friend’s question. Is he also religious?”

“He used to be.”

“A wise decision.” She nods. “To answer your question, is being knowledgeable in one belief equivalent to being religious?”

Seonghwa wishes he didn’t hear that.

Wooyoung purses his lips, “I suppose not.. To be honest, you sounded like you believed in the stories.”

Oh how Seonghwa wishes he could tell Yunho to make Wooyoung shut up.

“Now tell me dear, Why should I believe in beings I have not seen in their flesh? The farthest we have seen of these beings are through art and the stories passed onto us.”

It unnerves San how she talks in such riddles all of a sudden.

Seonghwa’s phone rings all of a sudden and he has never felt more relief when he finds out it was Hongjoong. Everyone’s phones seem to ring at the same time. A group chat message.

Yunho’s the first to read the message and his face falls for a moment only for an apologetic smile to quickly replace his pout. He turns to the lady, as he keeps his phone. “We’re really sorry but we have to go. Work’s calling for us.” He explains simply.

“Oh? You guys are already working? But you look so young..” She notes, her eyes studying each of their features closely.

“It’s okay we like what we’re doing anyways.” San says in return, his arm around Seonghwa was the only thing keeping the male steady as he tries his best to appear nonchalant.

The lady’s bottom lip juts out at the abrupt ending to the tour. “Mhm, I suppose that’s more important isn’t it? Happiness.” No one knows if she’s talking to them or to herself so they take the cue to bid her goodbye. “Very well! I hope to see you boys soon, good luck with your work.” She gestures at the direction they came from just so they don’t get lost along the way.

It’s only when they arrive at the same place where they started earlier that Seonghwa speaks up. “Let’s just make our way to the hotel then head to Hongjoong.”

The guides were finished and all that was left was for them to record the songs.

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For the next few days of their stay, all they’ve done is practice and record the songs until Hongjoong and Eden were satisfied with the quality. Even with the troubles of the new equipment that came along the way, it was a relief to everyone to have finally finished the songs. All that was left was to decide on when the shooting and promotions will be. Seonghwa pats their leader’s back lightly. “You did well, Hongjoong.” He mumbles, throat a little worn from having pushed himself to reach a few notes that weren’t in his usual range. Hongjoong on the other hand hums in response. There was only so much he could do with what they have but if time allows, he would definitely ask for them to re-do some of their lines, maybe not here but back home.

Eden tells everyone to call it a night after such a tiring and intense week, even forcing Hongjoong to not touch his music software for the night. Even with those words, they know better: Hongjoong would stop when he’s done solidifying all the ideas in his head.

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The entire week of recording and practicing had made Seonghwa forget about their tour guide and his sleep problems. The past few nights just being pure dreamless sleep, that or he forgets what his dreams were within the first few seconds of waking consciousness. Now that the week is over, he still hopes he could get the same dreamless sleep that wasn’t plagued by the stress of his work.

His eyes were closed by the time he throws his body onto his bed.

He doesn’t feel the heavy weight on his chest this time, but he still can’t get his body to move. He hoped it wasn’t the same being that visits him now, he wasn’t sure if he should hope for a different being either. While on his side, he looks around, San’s sleeping body just a few feet away from him. It’s only when he looks by the door that he notices the being. Human looking just like the first one but with an air that carries pain masked by regality.

“How has your stay been in our humble abode, Sir?” He asks, tone gravelly, as if his throat has been abused by cigars, alcohol and more. Seonghwa could barely make out the rest of his features from where he lays. He wants to answer but he doubts his own throat could do the same effort as the being that leans against the wall. “Oh don’t worry, you can speak around me. I suppose my sister had been rough on you the first few visits?” The stranger adds. He steps further into their room. Though spotless, the bottles of soda and packs of instant noodles are enough to tell him that these boys were not too far into their adulthood.

At his words, Seonghwa opens his mouth. “How did you get into our room?” He mumbles, there’s still a restriction in his throat but better than the first time. Did all of whatever they are have the same sort of power?

“Oh please, the sleep paralysis thing we do isn’t everyone’s. Just my family’s.” The unnamed male returns, reading Seonghwa’s mind. “Call me El, I’m sure you’ve met my sister, Kea. My bloodline is besides the point, I’ve come to visit to see how my people have treated you and your hm, group?”

People? Seonghwa looks at the man once more, unsure of what he means, and fears if he were to explain any further.

“What the fuck?”

Seonghwa’s eyes dart to his roommate, already sitting up on his bed. At his words, El looks at him and with a shit eating grin, he manages to stride across their room and out the window. A grandeur exit. While Seonghwa wasn’t able to see the male unfurl his wings, if he was indeed telling the truth, he wouldn’t be surprised if his wings looked anything like his aforementioned sister.

He regains the feeling and control in his body and sits up from his bed, San already contacting someone about what had happened. “So you saw what I saw?” Seonghwa asks, as San tries to contact someone in his phone.

San uncharacteristically shushes the older once the recipient of the call picks up. “They’re here. One of them visited our room and talked to Seonghwa.” A few more minutes pass and San hangs up. “Hyung, I’ll explain later but we need to get everyone to wake up and head to the studio. Go get ready, I’ll wake up the others.” It’s rare to see San so steely and dark. Besides him, San was the next scariest person when angry so he does as he’s told. He kicks off the sheets and gets his clothes ready for what could be a long day.

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“We need to go back.” Eden says, as he finally saves all their work into the hard drive.

This shocks everyone, at least those who haven’t known what happened. Those being anyone that wasn’t Seonghwa and San.

“We just got here, what’s wrong?” Yunho asks, sitting up from his spot on the couch. Hongjoong already had an idea of what was going on thanks to Eden, if his dark look is anything to go by. No other words were shared by the rest of the boys, but upon seeing Seonghwa, San and Hongjoong pack up their things from the studio without a word, they figured something was up. Hongjoong shoots them a look that tells them to start moving, any explanations will be done when they’re on the way back.

They move back into the van, and even then nothing has been said. The air is stiff with tension, worry and confusion. Seonghwa’s face was unmoving but the lines of fear appear on his features. He looks out of the window, watching aged buildings blur past them. He wonders if any of these buildings house these odd beings as well. They might have, just not in the buildings he supposes. Wooyoung’s persistent nature of wanting to know what’s happening nearly has Hongjoong snap at the younger. It’s not until San places his hand on the leader’s shoulder that tells him to cut them slack. They don’t know, not yet at least. Seonghwa glances at the two share a conversation with loaded gazes. “Quit it, all of you. Once everything quiets down, I’ll explain.” he mumbles as he rubs his forehead, a weak attempt to smoothen out the stress that hasn’t left him since they’ve stepped foot into this country.

It’s rare to have Seonghwa speak up like that. It’s all it takes for everyone to behave.

They arrive in their hotel and immediately make their way to their respective rooms. San and Seonghwa speed to their room, packing everything they’ve brought out from their luggages and back inside. It only takes three hours, considering that they haven’t stayed too long in the country yet, to get everything back in.

The older male is too busy in his head, making sure he hasn’t forgotten anything: passport, charger, wallet, among other valuables. It’s when San calls his name and tosses him his hat that he remembers that he’s going to need to keep his sight limited to what’s directly in front of him to keep him from losing his sanity. “We’ll get back safely.” San promises him. His luggage was already strapped and ready, much like his. It’s only then that he releases the breath he’s been holding since they were in the studio.

“I hope so. I don’t think I can bear to see any of you in danger just because of me.” He says under his breath. They take one final look around their room and seeing that everything’s clean, they make their way out. The pair’s greeted by the other members already making their way towards the elevator. While the others only have hats or sunglasses covering their features, Seonghwa had to take both for safety.

Eden was already at the reception, waiting for everyone. He looks at his phone, counting the hours from where they are to the airport, alone with their flight back. He needs to explain to Seonghwa especially what’s been happening to him. But to that, he wants to make sure there are no ears on the walls. The producer’s greeted by everyone and he already nods towards the doors. “Our rides are already waiting for us outside.”

“Rides?” Seonghwa repeats, the idea of splitting up didn’t feel right but at this point he wasn’t sure if these feelings are of paranoia or gut.

Eden glances over at the covered boy and a bit of his heart twists, he could only imagine the stress this boy was going through and being separated from the rest of his members probably was making it worse for him. “We’re too many plus our luggage but I made sure we’re with people we can trust so let’s go.” He doesn’t expound anymore as he strides out.

The ride to the airport is quiet, and it’s the one of the rare times Seonghwa’s sleep was peaceful. His body slouched over, leaning against the younger. Throughout the entire stay in Spain, San hasn’t left the eldest’s side and it’s from there that the others figured that San knew something they didn’t know.

Hongjoong’s the first one to speak up. “San-ah. What’s been happening?” His voice quiet to make sure he doesn’t disrupt his sleep. He should’ve noticed the bags under his eyes since they arrived. The younger looks over at the exhausted member and tries to find the right words at least for this moment.

“There’s been something that’s been bothering him. It only got worse when we came here. We’ll explain when we’re back in Korea.” Who knew being knowledgeable in all those religious stories would be useful to him?

The rest of the ride is quiet but no one else falls asleep. San gently rouses him awake. “Wake up, we’re here.” The older one groans at how his peace has slipped away and he’s greeted by the sight of his members jumping out of the car, to be greeted by their managers and staff who also had their luggages. San couldn’t help but chuckle softly as the other curses in discomfort as he stumbles out, rubbing the sleep off his eyes.

It doesn’t take long until everyone’s by the boarding gate. Everything feels like a blur to Seonghwa. The nap in the car made him realize just how his body ached for some peace. As they fall into lines to get into the airplane, Seonghwa leans against the back of his manager, resting his forehead against his back. He craves for sleep, for an escape from all of this and to be frank, he doubted he’d be able to escape this hell he’s in.

By the time he’s in his designated seat in the aircraft, he’s knocked out once more. He only manages to wake up when the stewardesses serve their meals. He doesn’t even bother with the fact all of them are in business class. He’s sandwiched by San and their manager and while he can probably talk about what’s been bothering him, he doesn’t trust anyone else. While his thoughts run amok, his eyelids feel heavy. His physical body needed rest but his mind wouldn’t let up, with a disgruntled huff he puts in one earphone, letting music be a distraction from his paranoia. It’s clockwork for the entire flight, sleep, eat, worry, sleep, repeat, until they land back in their motherland.

It was a miracle nothing had happened during the flight. Seonghwa doubts he’d be able to forgive himself if anyone became a victim to his misery. The ride back home was quiet as well, no one expected their sudden return after the chaotic entrance into the airport a few days back.

By the time they arrive at their agency, it was mid-day. Everyone feels the exhaustion slowly steep into their bodies but their need to understand what’s going on somehow keeps them awake.

The eight boys file into the conference room, Eden following them into the room shortly after. “I’ll make this quick and bearable since you boys need to catch up on rest for the time being.” He starts. The producer’s eyes studies each boy, and can’t find it in himself to put them through another hectic meeting, not now at least. “Seonghwa’s been considered a hot topic among the fallen angels which I assume is what has been disturbing his sleep for who knows how long.” All eyes were on him now as he sighs.

“San explained bits and pieces to me before I told all of you to pack up.” He doesn’t go into detail unless someone asks, out of pity over their exhausted conditions. “Simply put, someone, i’m presuming one of the fallen in Spain ended up finding out we were there too.” Eight pairs of eyes gaze at him, most of which were heavy in need of rest, one had fear and confusion mixed in their gaze, but everyone carried the question of ‘Why?’. So he sighs, “I wish I knew why but for now, I need all of you to be careful and keep an eye on each other.” He hands Seonghwa a gold necklace with a pendant that seemed to depict a holy figure, judging by the round band over their head. “You guys need to get rest first. Seonghwa, while I’m not sure of what we’re dealing with exactly, just wear that first for protection.”

“Since when were you religious?” Seonghwa asks, as he studies the pendants. As far as he remembers, the producer was far from a man of faith.

“I’m not but because we’re dealing with fallen angels, we might as well make sure we’re on equal ground.” The adult reasons with a shake of his head.

This cues him to look at the male, keeping the necklace in his pocket. “You know they exist but you don’t believe in them?”

“Seonghwa, I know there’s a more powerful being above all of us. Even them, but I don’t know if they are really the God that they talk about.”

There’s too many questions but Seonghwa shakes his head free of them. “We’ll get going, get some rest too, Hyung.” He reminds as he opens the door, letting everyone out first before him.

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The feeling of being home doesn’t bring him as much comfort as it should and he’s not sure of how to process that. He didn’t want to sleep yet, even if he’s exhausted from the trip and stress, so he lets the other members wash up first before he does. As he waits, his fingers fiddle with the golden chain of his new necklace. He’s back trapped in his own thoughts with no answers to his questions. When he feels like he’s got some sort of direction, it splits into several directions trapping him in a web of ideas that make no sense.

Mingi’s voice breaks him out of his thoughts, telling him that everyone else was finished.

The hot water manages to calm him down even for a bit. The water beating against his back and shoulders softening all the knots that have formed over the past few months. Once he’s finished cleaning himself up, he finds himself able to breathe a little better with the loose clothing of his sleepwear.

When he feels his body land against the worn comforter, he blacks out. The necklace laid underneath his pillow just for safekeeping. It’s worth a shot even if he doesn’t believe.

When he opens his eyes, he feels the same weight again on his body. He’s gone past the point of scared, he’s tired. He just wants sleep, peace, a clear head to juggle his work and his personal life. He knows what’s next. Another of those fallen angels is somewhere in his room. His eyes dart from various points of the room, looking for the presence.

There she is.

The same being from the first time. The same lady, only she looks like she finally knows what she was looking for.

Once Seonghwa gets a better look, he realizes it’s the same lady when they were in Spain. Even in his inability to move, he wants to lunge and fight her. While he isn’t one to raise his hand on anyone, he was willing to throw that rule of his to the wind just to deal with her. Alas, he’s constricted to the bed.

“How was your stay in Spain, dear Seonghwa?” she muses, knowing full well that he won’t be able to answer. “I see that you have people around you that know of what’s been happening.” she continues as she saunters to the unmoving male.

He despises how his body feels so numb.

“Who knew that what we would be looking for wasn’t an object?” Seonghwa stares at her, anger burning in his orbs. Not like he knew what she was on about, he didn’t even know how they existed or how they live. He feels her pointed nail drag across his skin, just below his neck. “You’d be useful to us, sweetheart.” Her voice felt like it was laced with honey, tempting him to submit to her. “Do you want fame, my star?” The endearment makes his skin crawl. “You’re a well known artist aren’t you? Wouldn’t you want the immortality of your name? I can guarantee that as well.” her nails dig into his skin as she speaks. “Or would you rather build an immense following? That’s something we can do for you too.”

We?

She stands up, smiling upon him. “Oh of course, you can’t speak.” She grabs his face, handling him roughly as she makes him look at him. “Dear, I know you’re powerless under my presence so I’ll offer you this until we meet again. Everything you want is yours, just as long as you submit to us.” Her nails dig into his skin once more and this time it’s starting to hurt. Her free hand trails down his back. “You won’t need the wings you’ve seen, you’ll have the throne right next to our leader.” With others, she leaves her mark, to prove that her visitation was no mere dream but a reality. That her words and promises were true to their ears, and that they’ve sworn an oath. As she was about to leave three parallel lines down his back, she feels her back burn.

The same burn that she felt when she fell.

So she lets out a pained shriek, letting go of the unmoving male and he lands back on his comforter like a discarded toy. He stares at her, questioning what had just happened.

He sees what causes her pain.

The feathers on her wings are singed. The feathers were slowly burning to a crisp until it reached the main body of her wings. The part of her wings that are closest to her skin are raw. As if someone had decided to peel off the top layer of skin in a swift manner. Her skin looked terrible, none of the horror films his members watch prepared him for such a scene. He doubted any film maker could come up with something so graphic and merciless. This is something beyond human comprehension.

The painful screams are so raw, so real, it sends chills down his bones. While he’s aware of how capable the throat is in creating sounds that thrust the listener into the deepest emotions, the screams carried years, if not centuries, of pain and anger.

Of all things that made him believe that there was something stronger out there, it was a fallen writhing in indescribable pain in front of his numb body. He didn’t know how she’s able to still stand, how she’s still conscious but all those are discarded when he meets her eyes.

It’s how she shoots icy daggers at him that makes him feel some sort of fear.

Primal fear.

“Just as powerful as the first bearer’s.” she hisses through pained sobs. That’s when he realizes she was indeed crying. Instead of transparent water that humans produce, her tears looked thicker, darker.

It looked like blood.

The two of them hear someone banging on his door, trying to budge it open. The lady-- the fallen takes her cue to escape.

“Mark my words, Star. We will find a way, know that your peace is temporary.” With that, she slips through the same window.

Somehow, Seonghwa believes those words. He worries how short lived his peace will be.

As she leaves, he regains control of his body. San and Hongjoong manage to barge into the room, greeted by the sight of a pale Seonghwa.

“What happened? We heard loud noises.” Hongjoong asks, then he spots the open window. “San, tell Eden we need to get this place reinforced.” The leader orders, as he shuts the window and locks it.

The eldest sits up from his bed and for the first time in the months of disturbed sleep, paranoia and confusion, he weeps. He weeps the pressure and pain he’s kept to himself over the past few months. The two couldn’t do anything, too surprised to see him break down all of a sudden. The anger has ebbed away and given away for him to feel the other emotions that he has suppressed.

No one knows how long it takes until Seonghwa manages to speak up. The other boys have woken up by the time he regains a bit of his composure. “The tour guide we had back in Spain, she’s one of them. The one who made me go for nights without sleep and anxiety.” He mumbles. He then recounts the first meeting, Hongjoong who was there but unaware wonders how they’re able to keep themselves from the eyes of others. The same question that Seonghwa poses for all of them. The way she manages to appear wherever she pleases, how he goes through sleep paralysis when she’s in the room as he sleeps. He tells them of her attempt to mark him, maybe as a warning to those who were in close proximity of him but just as he was about to feel the pain, she backs away, body twisting in pain.

It’s San’s turn to pale at his recounting. “I’m going to ask if my dad’s free. I’m not letting him drive here but a call with Eden-hyung would do soon.” He brings out his phone again, already typing up a message for his father.

“What for?” As far as everyone knew, his dad was just a pastor.

“Besides Eden-hyung, he knows what we’re dealing with. I think he might know what got her acting like that too.” San explains, waiting for the small number 1 to disappear from his message.

“Do you know?” Seonghwa stares at San. Following that logic, he does know his fair share of religious practices and the like.

“I think you got a mark. The name slips from my mind but it’s a strong mark and if I remember anything else, these fallen have a plan that they’ve been dealing with since their fall..” San trails off, keeping his phone for now, keeping his eyes trained on him.

“What does that even have to do with me?” He knows he’s got some sort of connection but the details are nonexistent in his mind.

“Hyung, I’m starting to think you’re going to be a vital piece to the safety of this world.”

#my writings #seonghwa scenarios #ateez scenarios #this is not an ateez x reader fic #also if you can catch some symbolisms then hehe #im not sure if i'll make this into a series as a i have other reqs to deal with #but if you want to talk about this fic then hmu #ateez fanfiction #slightly proof read #will proof read tomorrow

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najatheangel · 4 years ago

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Drabble Ship💚💚💚

Hi, may I have a drabble ship for SHINee, F(X) & Girls' Generation? I usually don't approach strangers, I let them come to me. There's some exceptions like if someone is friendly or has the same interests as me. I'm shy at first when I meet people. As I start to open up, I'll be more talkative and feel more comfortable talking about anything that's on my mind. I'll also joke around a lot. My hobbies are dancing, acting out scenes from my fav tv shows or movies and playing mobile/video games. I like babies (well mostly my baby cousins, they're so cute 🥺), having time to myself, roses, candy, rabbits and fireworks. I dislike snakes, spiders, nosy people, math and naggers it makes not want to do whatever they're nagging me about. Something I look forward in a relationship is spending the holidays together, especially Christmas! Since I'm older and now I know Santa isn't real, my parents have me help pick out presents for my siblings and I also get to pick my present. I like that I can get whatever I want, but I don't feel excited to open it, since I already know what it is. With my partner, I would like us to exchange gifts on Christmas day. Since I won't know what I'm getting, I'll feel the excitement I use to feel as a kid, which will make me very happy. I would also like to do Easter hunts. If you need more info, feel free to message me.

Heyy angel 😊😊, good to see ya requesting. That was a lovely description about yourself and I love how you added your love for Christmas to it. sorry for making you wait so long...

From Shinee, I ship you with...Onew

Winter Wonderland ❄️🤍

Song inspiration: Winter Bear by V

It has been 5 years since you’ve married Onew and your favorite season has finally approached.

On January 21st the first winter snowfall of the new year has finally came. Your husband has finally took you on the Dream honeymoon you’ve been asking for after throwing your wedding on Christmas Day.

You’ve stayed together the whole weekend at the cabins in Tennessee to drink hot cocoa, watch hours worth of k-dramas reanacting your favorite scenes and spending quality time relaxing in the hot tub.

This getaway was perfect, but today was even more special because today your 6th year anniversary since becoming a couple.

The both of you have admired the snow falling from the sky holding hands, reminiscing every moment laughing together.

There was even a moment where you were on the peak of breaking up, because of the importance of his career. The thought made you shed tears.

Y/N: Remember when we almost seperated? Man that was the toughest day wasn’t it?

Onew: Ahh yeah it was. Why all of a sudden you thought of that just now?

You turn walking towards him holding his hands with warming his hands up with your fuzzy gloves.

Y/N: Ever since that day, I’ve realized my life wouldn’t have been the same without you. I mean my family and friends love you coming around every holiday. But, every season as more time pasts by...I love having you around the most.

He sheds a tear as he hears his lovely wife confess such beautiful words. He gently hugs you spinning around singing Winter Bear.

Onew: You have my word honey. I won’t be going anywhere, That’s what I vowed to do didn’t I? He leans in kissing you on the forehead.

Y/N: Mmm, that’s right my Winter Bear. I love you.

Onew: I love you more.

The married couple lives in there own world as they wiggle each other’s noses giggling under the snowfall...

From F(X), I ship you with...Amber

Red Lights🎄❤️

Song Inspiration: Mistletoe by Justin Bieber

It was your Christmas together with your girlfriend Amber and your family. Your grandmother and mom was in the kitchen baking chocolate chip cookies while you, Amber and her younger cousins helped set up the tree.

Amber was on a roll at first nicely setting up all the 24 ornaments you both painted together. It all went down hill until she started tangling up the red Christmas lights.

You and cousins laugh at this embarrassing sight and decided to help her.

Y/N: I told you not to by those cheap ones. Those get tangled very easily and don’t last long.

Amber: I know y/n. The star is the most important part anyways. smiles at you making cute llama noises.

Your younger cousins decided to step back and take a cookie break after helping hanging up the lights.

As your tree is almost complete, Amber pulls out the sparkly golden star to complete the tree and hands it over to you.

Amber: Here you you, for my shinning star.

Y/N: Giggles holding on to the star. Don’t mind if I do sweetie.

Your start climbing onto the three step ladder carefully setting the star on top. As you move away from the tree to get off the steps, you end up falling into Amber’s arms.

Amber: Catches you into her arms tightly and just looks at you caressing the top of your head. Hehe, hi... Aren’t you glad I caught you?

Y/N: Absolutely...I know it’s a bit early, but I should give you your gift. You want to know what it is? Leans in wrapping your arms around her neck.

Amber: Hmm, suprise me. I’m ready.

As soon as you two were about to kiss everyone walks back inside the living room screaming both of your names to try your grandma’s famous chocolate chip cookies before they get cold.

The both of your faces turned as red as the Christmas lights flashing on the christmas tree. At least later that night, Amber was able to receive her gift...

From Girls Generation, I ship you with...Tiffany

Ms. Claus🎵🎤

Song Inspiration: Santa Tell Me by Ariana Grande

You decided to take a trip to the mall to buy your family and friends some gifts for Christmas.

You were walking around for hours going over your checklist of everyone’s wishlist. Your siblings were getting a lot older and there at that age where they don’t want to play with toys anymore.

You were planning on taking a break by eating at the food court exhausted from all the shopping. All of a sudden you hear a crowd of people screaming..

Fan 1: Omg is that Tiffany Young?!

Fan 2: That sure is her, her new Christmas single just came out.

Fan 3: She’s also having a meet and greet right after.

Growing up girls generation was one of your ultimate kpop groups and to hear that Tiffany is performing right now at the mall made you speechless.

The red curtain opens and all you see is Tiffany stunting on stage with her all red ribbon dress smiling so angelic at the crowd.

The jazz band plays the song to her new single Ms. Claus with her unique vocals. In the middle of the performance, you didn’t want to believe it at first, but you noticed her exchanging eye contact with you.

Towards the end of the performance, confetti exploded everywhere making the crowd go insane. She walks off stage standing infront of you handing you a rose smiling at you.

Tiffany: What’s your name?

You look up at her dropping your pretzel on the ground forgetting how to function. Eventually you’ve proceeded to tell her your name.

Tiffany: I’ve noticed you sitting here all by yourself. I just wanted to say your very beautiful and I hope you enjoy your Christmas.

She then kneels down in front of you coming closer to your face kissing your cheek leaving a lip stain on your cheek.

Y/N: Holds marked cheek looking flustered. W-Will I ever see you again?

Tiffany looks back at you one last time and winks.

Tiffany: Whenever you need me, my phone number is attached on the rose...

The crowd looks at you with jaw dropped to the ground and hypes you up saying “Yaa she’s so lucky.” And “You go get her tiger. ”

Not even a second later after her meet and greet was over you’ve decided to call her and stay on the phone for hours. Santa has definitely blessed you this time of year.

@wjnterchild I had so much fun writing these for you. It’s definitely fitting the theme and I hope you enjoyed them. Happy Holidays 💚❤️💚

#submission #kpop ships #drabble ship #shinee’s back #shinee ships #shinee drabble #snsd ships #snsd Drabble #fx ships #fx Drabble #amber #f(x)#Shinee #Onew #Snsd #Tiffany

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hjh-ceilo-monster · 5 years ago

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Soulmate Verse : Tainted (JJK)

Summary : Basically a story with enemy to lover theme.What wasn’t normal was for these two,their relationship was complicate.You were a tutor.Opening the little room and teaching for living wasn’t really a good idea especially when the next door was a tattoo shop.It was a thin wall between you so a lot of swearing can be heard time to time.One day you decided it was enough and went over to the shop,straight to the owner.That was a war declaration between you and the tattoo guy.One thing seemed off when after you dreamed of him.

Author POV.

“Can’t you guys be quiet for like a minute! At least if you want to speak,you can. But don’t just shout around like kids.”

“And who are you to enter here,get out if you aren’t a client!”

And that was a week ago,the starting point of their war.Y/N was a tutor around the corner of the building.Opening the little room of her downstairs for tutoring wasn’t that good nor bad.However’one thing that got worse and worse was the loud noise from the next door.

Thin wall was the barrier that was in between you and the tattoo studio.Patient started running off bit by bit until it left no more.You entered the place and asked for their owner.

Jeon Jungkook,the name which you would remember till you death.He had a reputation of cocky and asshole in your opinion.Having an arguement with that guy,was like the declaration of war between you two.

“Uhhh that dream again.” You both speak.Althhough you guys aren’t living together which isn’t going to be possible.Both you and Jungkook didn’t realize that you have a mutual dream.

‘What is worse that have a mutual dream with your enemy?’ Well let me anser that for you.Mutual dream is worse enough,but beyond that is the dream of Y/N and Jungkook that are always end up in bed.

You were still a virgin.Even if you want to lose it,you won’t ask him.Out of all people,you aren’t going to choose Jeon Jungkook so does Jungkook.He does know you’re a virgin.Always tease you that he won’t be interest in a girl with ‘no’ experience.

“Miss I have a report and need to send tomorrow.Can you go through it and check for me please?” The girl then hand you a report.

“Okay let’s see what you’ve got in this piece of work.”

You wear your glass and start reading her report.With a pencil in your hand,you mark some point if there is any mistake.When you finish,you hand her a report and help her working on it to improve her work.

On the other side of the shop,it is a mess.The studio is close today yet there’re still some noise come from the room.Jungkook is in there having a good make out session.

“Hmmm baby girl,jump.”He order the stranger in front of him.

“Yes daddy.” They aren’t aware of how thin the wall.Even so that fact,Jeon doesn’t care about it anyway.

Back to the tutor class,you finish her work and she leaves.You are checking your schedule to see if there’s anyone class left.When you are sure no one have a class,you prepare yourself to buy a lunch.

“Argh...hngggg.”You hear a female voice coming from somewhere.

The voice get louder and louder.You decide that you should knock some sense out of Jeon.You arrive the studio in no time and enter there.Walking up the stairs with anger fuming,you push open the door.

“What the fuck!”Jungkook swear out.

Everything in the room stop.Your eyes widen while turn your around.‘Why I need to witness this?’You think to yourself.

You hear a little whisper which can’t really hear what is it.The sound of the fabric appear and you feel the presence dash off.Passing your shoulder and hittting yours really hard.

“So...what is it with you to appear here?”Jungkook ask.

“I come here...to..why are you so loud?!Thanks god my student left before you..huh can’t you just..never mind.”

You stutter out.Your back still face the guy.This is embarassing moment for your entire existence.Entering the room with anger to find someone have sex. Jungkook hear that and smirk widely.

“Why are you perhaps...jealous?”

“What!”He turns you around to face him.Jungkook wear nothing but a short.His muscular tan body expose.You use your hand and cover your eyes immediately.

“If you want to,I can show you how it feels.”He whisper into your ears.You push him and give a look.Sadness and Scaredness show in your eyes which make him a bit taken back.

“I hete you Jeon.”And with that,you leave.

After that incident,you avoid Jungkook at all cost.You even hire someone who would be able to fix this thin wall.On the other hand,Jungkook felt regret for the pass few days.The sadness and scaredness in your eyes still huant him.

“No Jungkook.”

“Don’t touch my girl,aaarrghh!”

Jungkook jump up with eyes wide awake.He is panting like crazy and the dream flash into his head.He tries to think straight and gains back his sense.He then hears a sobbing sound from through the wall.With his instinc,he jump across the balcony and knock you door.

“Huuhh*hiccup*who is it?”

“Jeon..”When you open the certain,you see Jungkook stand outside the balcony.

You don’t really know why but trust him and open your door.He enters inside and hug you.The warm sensation which you never expect you will feel it especially from him calm you down.

“I’m here...I’m here.”

That night you talked to each other.Talking session was akward yet calm for both of you.You didn’t really know why you shared the same dream with Jungkook yet so did he.However,it told you one thing.You guys needed to stick around each other for awhile.

“Y/N ah let’s go to the mall.”

“What with you acting cute huh?You see I’m having my class in a few hours.”

“No we should go to the mall.”

“No we shouldn’t go to the mall.”And with that both of you start arguing.To be honest,the night changed him completely.He doesn’t emmit the bad cocky vibe around you anymore.But sometimes he still remain his asshole bratty attitude.

“Let’s dish it teach,I know your student will be more happy to have no class.It’s boring anyway.”

“You blame me that I’m a boring tutor?”Jungkook put his hand up as if he surrends to you.

“No I mean,the study isn’t my thing.”

The phone suddenly interupt your conversation.You pick up the call and chat with the owner for awhile.When the line cut,you look at him.He looks back with confusion in his eyes.

“Consider yourself lucky because my student cancle the class.”

“Yeet!”

“For the thousands time,don’t act like a kid.You are an adult,Jeon.”

“Well that kid mess with me first!”Jungkook claim and point toward those kids who have already walked away.

They both end up in an arcade.Jungkook want to play a game especially the box game for picking up the plushy.You regret that you dare him to pick up the plush from the box.Now he has 5 of them in his hand,both huge and smakll kinds.

“Oppa can I have that plush?”

“No you have too much of it.”Then the little girl run from nowhere toward the box that you both stand infront of it.

She taps the box few times.A sign of this girl to say she want to play.You see how adorable she is and decide to pick up one of the plushy from Jungkook’s arm and hand to her;eventhough,the boy protests.

“Little girl,here.”

“Unnie is it okay?”

“Yes,you look adorable and didn’t you say you want it?”She nods eagerly.

“Unnie,you and your boyfriend are the best.”

‘Boyfriend?’ You both think in your head while the blush crept up and cover both of their faces with red shade.

Walking back from the mall,Jungkook then decide to introduce his favourite restaurant.He enters it with you and order his favourite while you have no clue what to eat.

“Here,try this.”He push a bowl of ramen to you.You look at him and back to the ramen bowl.

“Just eat before it gets cold.”

Slurpping the noodles and tasting the soup afterward give you a nice feeling. You aren’t going to deny that this ramen is delicious.You continue while Jungkook is watching you eat.Smile plasters on his face.The fist time in his life, he feel his hearbeat fast and his chest fill up with delight.

Everthing seems to be great.Your relationship with Jungkook gets better than before.Less arguing with more lively chatting time.Some of the artists in his studio look at Jungkook weirdly while the others understand that he wants to play with you.Little do they know,that isn’t a case.

Good moments happen a lot,but the bad moment is circling them as well.For you,you start feeling like someone follow you around.You don’t know what to do until one day...

“Who are you,show yourself!”You shout,still stand in the alley.

You feel someone get closer and closer out of the blue.You wonder why you can’t hear the footstep approach you.Just then everything fade away out of your sight.

Waking up and Gaining your sense,you are in a dark cellar.The bloody handprints and other scratches are all over the wall.The light that you can see is beaming through tiny window upon your head.

“Awake,little girl?”

“Who..are you?”You ask with temble voice.

“Just know from now you are mine.”

“No I’m not yours.”The adrenaline rush through your body.Making you speak back toward whoever lock you in here.

Whip sound echo the chamber.You feel a sting on your face and red warm liquid rush down the side of your mouth.YOu whimper from the pain you recieve while that figure laugh maniacally.

On the other side,Jungkook can’t find your presence.He wondered what happened to you for a week.That when he rrealized his dream in that night might be true.

“Gosh someone got her.”He rush toward the police station.He knows someone who can help him in this situation.

“Sir please sit here and report us your story.”

“Can I request to meat Yoongi hyung please?”

“Huh why do you need to see officer Min.”

“Please he’s the only one I can ask to help the case.”Jungkook begs the officer sin front of him.The officers doesn’t trust Jungkook enough to let him see their leader.

“What’s going on here?”

Yoongi come ou of his office.When he see Jungkook on the verge to cry,he immediately call Jungkook with him and follow inside the office.They have a chat for who know how long until Yoongi decide to accept the case himself.At least to help his friend.

Later on,Yoongi bring Jungkook to meet a detective.His name is Kim Namjoong and his buddy Junh Hoseok.They start looking for the clue of the case. Jungkook is always looking for your around the building,the street or any alley near by.

He wants to give up all of his faith.Why he can’t find her,where’s she,what is going on with her and many other question that bombard themselves inside his head.He wouldn’t be able to work with out thinking of you.His cowokers need to tske care all of the schedule and let him rest.

Y/N POV.

I don’t what day is it or even the time right now.I remembered myself got in here for a week or two.I didn’t eat properly since that guy tended to starve me.The worst situation I found myself in was when that guy played with his whipped and chained.

That maniac man would always hurt me with those things.It hurted like hell,but I had no strength to shout nor whimper.My throat was dry like a desert and burnt like fire.

I haven’t see him yet today which is lucky.I don’t want to witness that guy action toward me anymore.I wonder how’s everyone.I don’t really know how to reach for help.

“How on earth can we share the same dream?”All of sudden,I remember Jungkook word when we found out we had a mutual dream.The idea pop inside my head.

“Who’s down here?”

Someone whisper into the thin air.I can hear it clearly because of how quiet this room is.I try hard to just say a word ‘help’.When the word leave my throat,The footstep appraoch me closer and closer.A little girl figure which I familiar with appear in my front of me.Thank you fate for at least have a mercy to me.The little girl look at me with her eyes widen.

“Unnie,you aren’t suppose to be here.”

Jungkook POV.

“At least now we get the clue that he’s near by.”

“But if what Hoseok said is right,why he needed to capture her.”Namjoon ask.

Yoongi hyung sigh while caress his his nose bridge.Namjoon hyung try his best to figure the whole situation out.I don’t know what happened.If I meet that guy, he might need to prepare his own funeral.

I decide to go out and take a walk a bit to clear my head.The hyungs insist they’ll continue.They will give a call when something is up and make the case forward.

I walk and walk and walk.I don’t want to face anyone,any surrounding or anything right now.I’m in the park again.A park that usually we’ll have our sunday picnic.Onething I realize after she gone was how much I love her.Is this really the power of soulmate bound that I didn’t once care about?

“Oppa...Oppa wait please...”

“Huh?”

I stop walking and turn around to find the owner of the voice.The girl run toward me and stop.Panting and trying her best to control her breather.Wait,isn’t this the plush girl?

“Oppa I found you.”She hugs my leg and cling on it.

“What is it,little girl?”

“Unnie,you need to save unnie.”

“You mean Y/N?”And she nod.She’s my hope.

“Then tell me where’s she?”I quickly pick her up and ask.This little girl is my hope now and no one gonna change my mind.

“It’s...”Then someone grab her from my arm.

He is the brother of his girl I suppose.However,I sense something off escpecially I can smell Y/N scent even though it’s light and nearly fade.His sister then lie that I help her when she lost.

“Let me say thank you at least,can you wait oppa?”His brother nod and walk toward a bench.

“I can’t tell now since he’s here but noona say ‘see you in the dream’.”She whisper and smile at me.I nod and thank her back.Now I know what to do and who’s behind this mess.

A year later : Author POV.

“Jeon Jungkook,what are you doing?”Y/N ask her boyfriend who has a tattoo gun in his hand.

However,what make you suspicious is the way his client lean down toward him. What’s on earth is going on?He looks at you and smiles,excuse himself from her and start hugging you.

“Here’s my girlfriend so I’ll need to reject your proposal.”And the girl roll her sleeves down and stomp off.

“Horny is she?”You chuckle.

“And it’s the time for our lovely lunch date.”Jungkook speak.

He follows you out of his room.It becomes a routine.Whenever it’s a lunch time, you both decide to have a lunch in your house.You bid a good bye to all of his coworkers and leave.

“You know,you’re a savior today.”

“Why though?”

“She is trying to get laid with me.”You chuckle again and look at your boyfriend.

“Why you’re nervous? Girls suppose to be your best topic that you ace in your life so far.”

“Not when it comes to you though.”He replies and give you a peck on your lip. You blush with his words and action.

“You know what,I’ve proved myself for a year now.”He then leans closer.

This whole year,everything that scatter around get back into their place.The case of you end well.That guy get his punishment.The court decide to give you the permission of being his little sister gaurdian along side with Jungkook.You send her to school.

“You still remeber the dream?”

“Which one?”You ask.

“The first one that we always end up in bed.”

The last part he whisper with his husky voice.The voice with two octave lower than usual ring your ears.Your blush and cover your face.Jungkook smirk and push you toward the bed.

“Let me ‘taint’ you.”

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iamfallinforeverything · 5 years ago

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This is the little request @maliasgrowl made! Hopefully you’ll like it 😅 and I think the timeline is a little bit off. I don’t know who wasn’t talking with who and who was somewhere else while the MIkaelsons were in Mystic Falls and I didn’t wanted to rewatch almost a whole season. Or more than a season? I don’t know anymore haha. I just wrote what fitted best.

Also I’m so sorry that it took me so long! Life was kinda busy and I needed some time for myself to figure some things out and I was on a short vaccation with my family.. Hopefully I’ll get some imagines done before school starts again in two weeks.

Fandom: The Originals, The Vampire Diaries (Kol Mikaelson)

Summery: You hate how Kol always manages to make you fluster and one night you had an… interesting dream about him.

Warnings: swearing, that’s it I think..

It was one of the few days that I had off of work. Most of the time I was working in the Mystic Grill together with Matt. But today we had both a day off and decided to spend it in the Mystic Gril anyway. Together with Elena, Bonnie and Caroline. Without the Salavtores or anybody else. Just the five of us. Like how it was before everything got crazy.

“Why did we come here? I mean Y/N and I finally have a day off and we’re still sitting in the Mystic Grill.”, Matt said after we ordered our drinks.

“Because the Mystic Gril is the only place in Mystic Falls were you can sit nicely and have a good drink.”, Caroline said and laid the menu down on the table.

“Also we didn’t wanted that the two of you would miss your work place to much at your day off.”, Bonnie smiled.

“Ha ha, very funny Bonnie.”, I answered and rolled with my eyes.

“I know.”, she said and took the menu of the table and looked through it.

“So what happend lately? Anything interesting? I’ve the feeling that I’ve missed everything since I started working here.”, Matt grinned and placed his elbows on the table.

“Oh no! No talking about any of this supernatural bullshit.”, Caroline said and shook her head as well.

“But you are supernatural bullshit? As well as Bonnie?”, Matt said and Caroline just punched his shoulder.

��Ow! What was that for?”, he asked and rubbed over the place where Caroline hit him.

“Because you said Bonnie and I are supernatural bullshit! We aren’t. Just the stuff that happend is bullshit.”, she explained and Matt just nodded. He knew there was no point in discussing with Caroline.

“So what’s up with your boring ass life?”, Caroline smiled and I just rolled with my eyes. She is unbelieveable.

“Hey Y/N, don’t roll your eyes at me!”, Caroline said and I just rolled with my eyes again. Caroline laughed.

Matt started to talk about one of our co-workers, that wasn’t here luckily. He liked her and sometimes we even swapped our shifts so he could work with her. It was cute and I liked seeing Matt so happily. He had suffered enough the past couple of.. well, years.

Caroline was of course totally excited about the subject and squeezed Matt about the topic out. And he liked to talk about her. His eyes beamed brightly and it just looked super cute.

Before our food arrived Elena started to look pretty annoyed out of the sudden. I pulled my eyebrows together and looked at her confused.

“What’s wrong Elena?”, I asked.

“Supernatural Bullshit just arrived.”, she sighed and pointed to the door.

I turned around and I looked right into Kol Mikaelson’s face. When he noticed my look he began to grin and winked at me. Of course, I immediately blushed again and turned around. Now I looked into the grinning faces of my friends.

“Before anyone of you says anything: Shut up.”, I said and took a sip of my drink.

“We weren’t going to say anything.”, Caroline smiled cheekily.

“Yeah, I can fool myself Caroline, you don’t have to do that for me.”, I answered.

She just laughed and I could see how she wanted to say something, but I was quicker than her: “You’ve said yourself no supernatural bullshit today and he is definitely supernatural bullshit.”

This time Caroline rolled with her eyes, signed and said: “Fine.”

I smiled satisfied and soon after that our food arrived. We started to eat and talked about something else. Luckily, I was sitting with my back to Kol, which meant I couldn’t look at him. This way the topic Kol Mikaelson did not come up again and I couldn’t turn red again. After all, I couldn’t see him.

Unfortunately, after eating I had to go to the toilet. This not only forced me to look at Kol, but also to walk past him. After all, he was sitting right next to the corridor leading to the toilets. This also gave him the opportunity to talk to me if he wanted to. And since he never missed a chance to talk to me, I doubted that he would keep his mouth shut this time.

Why did I always have to turn red as soon as he approached me? As if he was so special. He was an old bastard who made it into a funny little game to make me blush. I didn’t even like him that much. Why did my stupid face react that way to the stupid man?

“I’ll go the bathroom. Anyone wanna join? Please?”, I said and look at my female friends.

They just looked at eachother and started to smile. I hate them so much.

“No Y/N, we’re good. Have fun.”, Caroline smiled brightly and took another bite from here noodles.

“I hate you.”, I said under my breath, got up and made my way to the bathroom.

I looked at the floor while I was walking and ignored Kol. Luckily he left me alone as I walked past him.

After I was done with washing my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror. Can I just disappear and reappear at my friends table? I just knew that Kol would say something and I would turn red again. I knew it. Everytime he spoke with me I would turn red.

I took a deep breath, let my fingers run through my hair and then I walked out of the bathroom.

Don’t talk to me. Don’t talk to me. Don’t talk to me. That’s what I repeated in my head while I walked. I screamed it in my head as I saw Kol, but of course, I didn’t helped.

“Y/N, my dear.”, Kol smiled, got up and placed himself in my way.

I just kept on looking at him. There has to be more. And I was right.

“Would you mind taking a look at my phone for me?”, he asked and hold his phone up to me. He looked at me through his eyelashes and smiled pleadingly.

“Fine.”, I signed and took it.

I looked at it and all I could see was his contact list that was open. Confused, I looked at him. What the fuck wanted he from me?

“It doesn’t have your number in it.”, Kol smiled cheekily and I rolled my eyes.

Of course I could feel how my face turned red. Why does that always happen?

“I can’t help you with that Kol.”, I smiled innocently, shoved his cell phone back into his hand and walked past him back to my friends.

I folded my arms in front of my chest as I walked back and simply let myself fall on my chair. Of course my friends grinned over both ears when I was back with them again.

“Like a little tomato.”, said Matt.

“Just don’t.”, I answered and took a sip of my drink.

They laughed and after that we started to talk about normal things. About school and little siblings. About trips we wanted to make and goals we wanted to reach. We talked about normal stuff, teenager stuff. I enjoyed it and soon Kol was forgotten.

Afterwards, Matt brought me home. We said goodbye and when I closed the front door behind me he drove away.

Since my family was already asleep, I quietly went upstairs and got ready to go to bed. I snuggled up into my bed and quickly fell asleep.

Suddenly I was sitting on the porch of our house. For a moment I asked myself how I had got there, but I just decided to think nothing of it. Instead I waited patiently for someone and when I saw him come up our way I started to smile. I got up and walked towards him and wrapped my arms around him.

“Kol.”, I smiled and looked at him with loving eyes.

“Hello my love.”, he answered and took my hand in his.

“Come on, I want to show you something.”, he smiled and I just followed him without thinking about it.

“What is it?”, I asked as I walked next to him.

“You’ll see my love.”, he answered.

After a couple of minutes we stopped infront of a house. Kol walked through the gate and walked towards one of the windows.

"Kol, we can’t look through the windows of strangers.”, I answered and followed him anyway.

“They are not.”, he answered.

I had to stand on my tiptoes to be able to look through the window. I needed a second to process what I was seeing. I could see myself. With Kol. And two little girls. The room was a big living room and in one corner was a decoraded christmas tree. But it was in the middle of June? Why did they, or we, have a christmas tree?

I put my hands on the window frame to to support myself, but I just fell through the wall. I just fell through the wall and suddenly stood in the middle of the living room. The family before me hadn’t even noticed.

Kol stepped through the wall and held his belly with laughter: “You should have seen your face.”

“Asshole.”, I replied and watched the scene in front of me again.

I sat on the sofa, my belly was quite thick, like the one of a pregnant woman.

Kol sat on the floor and around him were the two girls running around and laughing loudly. Both had a doll in their hand which they obviously were flying around Kol. Kol tried again and again to catch one of the two dolls, but he couldn’t. So the two girls only laughed more. I sat on the sofa and just grinned wide and stroked my belly.

Suddenly the scene changed. the girls disappeared, the christmas tree disappeared and we were standing in a completely different room. It looked like a bedroom. And Kol and I stood in the middle of the room. Or at least the people who looked like us.

I had a short pair of pants on and a top, but it was pushed up so you could see my naked belly, which still looked pretty pregnant.

Kol squatted on his knees in front of me. His hands were placed left and right on my belly and his face was very closely.

“Hello Buddy. How are you doing in Mama’s belly? I can’t wait to finally get to meet you and your sisters are already looking forward to you. And your mother first. She counts the days until she can finally hold you in her arms. We love you my little one.”, Kol said to my belly and kissed it afterwards. I, the one that was standing pregnant in the room, had tears her my eyes and looked at her Kol happily.

Kol grinned broadly, stood up and kissed me. The scene before me disappeared and I stood again on our porch. Kol stood in front of me. “If you wouldn’t always avoid me and say no, we might really be that one day.”, he grinned.

Completely confused I looked at him. I was still trying to process what I had just seen. There couldn’t possibly be two of me and I couldn’t go through walls either. Besides, I thought that Kol was a piece of shit and would never hug him or voluntarily go with him.

And then it clicked. That didn’t really happend.

“Kol Mikaelson. Did you sneak into my dream?”, I asked and looked at him angrily.

“Me? No! I would never do that.”, he grinned cheekily and I turned around and walked back inside of the house.

Suddenly everything went dark.

I woke up and immediately sat myself up in my bed. It took me a few seconds to understand what had happened.

Then I flipped the blanket back and got up. I put on my slippers and took a jacket off the hook while I was walking. This little asshole.

I went to the front door and as I opened it of course stood a grinning Kol in front of me.

“May I come in?”, he asked.

“Only over my dead body.”, I replied and took a step outside myself.

“I wouldn’t say that sentence in front of a vampire.”, he grinned and watched me walk on the porch.

"Shut up. And stay out of my head! What I dream is none of your damn business.”, I said and stopped in front of him again.

“Admit it, you liked it.”, he smiled and put his hands in his jacket pockets.

I felt like I was being screwed with and pulled my eyebrows together and shook my head in disbelief: “Yes, just keep believing that Kol. Stay out of my dreams.”

“Only if you go to dinner with me.”

“What? No!”

"Then I will continue to haunt your dreams.”, he grinned broadly and went down the stairs of the porch.

“Then we’ll see eachother tomorrow in your dreams Y/N.”, he said as he turned around again.

“Forget it.”, I replied.

“Only if you go to dinner with me.”, he said and raised challenging his arms.

I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath.

“Will you let me dream in peace then?”

“Word of honour my Lady.”, he replied.

“All right.”, I mumbled.

“See you.”, Kol grinned and finally disappeared.

What an idiot. I went back to my bed and when I layed under my blanket I noticed one thing:

I didn’t blushed this time.

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alicedoessurveys · 5 years ago

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Would you rather lose your best friend or your boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend anyway but id rather keep my best friend because he’s been my friend for as long as I can remember Do you think people who pay hundreds of dollars on perfume are ridiculous? each to their own, I personally wouldn't spend hundreds on perfume because I am poor What is the last thing you tried on in a store? dungarees, which I bought Do you know who Georgia Nicholson is? nope Do you ever sleep through your alarm? I do, but I hear the alarm in my dream until I eventually realise its my alarm and wake up

Do you think Sophia Bush is a good actress? I don't know who that is When did you realise you are no longer a child? I have no idea, I cant remember. I don't think it was a sudden change, it was a gradual thing like more and more having to do adult things Is sleeping naked more comfortable then in clothes? I like sleeping in underwear, but not completely naked Are you comfortable enough around your friends to change in front of them? I used to be super self conscious about it but then when I joined the theatre and started doing shows that required quick changes I ended up just not caring anymore about getting my bra out infront of people

Does your best friend wear makeup? nope he doesn't Who is someone you do not understand at all? majority of people What is your morning routine? depends on the day. usually get up and head to the bathroom, then go down for some cereal and watch something on telly while I eat. then go get dressed for the day and do whatever is on the agenda for the day. Tuesdays I get up, get dressed straight away and head to morning dance class. Sundays I get up get dressed and head to church. Have you already met your true love? nope Have you ever had a dream in which you were making out, or more, with someone? yes, I dreamt last night that I was kissing someone but I cant remember who and its really bothering me Do you prefer to fix the problems or just end the relationship? at least try to fix Have you ever accidentally stepped on a cat tail? yeah its a horrendous feeling Do you ever go to Plyrics.com? nope I don't know what that is

Did you know that when a worm is cut in two both pieces grow again and continue living? thats weird Do veggies gross you out? don't gross me out, I just don't like them Do you know what Bluekaffee is? nope Chicken burger, fish burger or ham burger? chicken What is the best brand of ketchup? Heinz Would you run down the street completely naked for 1,000$? if it was dark and no one was around to see it then possibly yes because I am that poor and desperate Have you ever dated someone in secret? yes How do you get splinters out? with tweezers What is something all relationships need to be healthy? trust, communication, humour, love Do you know who sings ‘Lover I don’t have to love’? nope Do you bring pillows and blankets on road trips? yes If a stranger adds you on facebook, do you add them back? no Does walking by yourself make you nervous? depends where I am When dog’s bark, do you think it actually sounds like ‘ruff’? sometimes What about when cows moo? yeah How far is the airport from your house? like 20 minutes away CSI or Crimnal Minds? csi Can you make cookies from scratch? yes I love baking Do you ever send people good morning texts? no Is there someone who makes you blush when you just say hi to them? not really Do you kiss your pets? yes Have you ever forgotten where you parked your car? omg always Does your leg itch right now? how did you know! What’s worse then a stomach flu? all of it Can you fall asleep in cars? not easily Why did you go to church the last time you went? I go every week Who made you dinner last night? the pizza takeaway place Do you say mag or magazine? magazine Would you rather marry someone repulsive or be alone forever? forever alone Would your parents approve of you dating someone of a different race? yes How old is the oldest person you know? late 80s Do you think Americans are pigs? no What was on the last sandwich you ate? tuna and cheese Whose the last person who asked your name? someone at the theatre Remember the loot bags you used to get at birthdays? Weren’t they awesome? they were pretty awesome yeah lets bring those into adult life When is the last time you saw a monkey on TV? I have no idea Do you buy scratch tickets? no Who has it easier: adults or teenagers? Why? dude neither, life is just difficult. teenagers have it tough because they're expected to figure out who they are and what they want to do with their life while also having to deal with hormones and shit and adults have it tough because we’re expected to have it all figured out by now and know who we are and what we want to do and pay bills and just ugh What’s the last thing you spent over twenty dollars on? pounds because England, it was grocery shopping yesterday Would you be sad if you were 50 and still not married? I mean I hope im married by then but id also rather be single than trapped in an unhappy marriage just because im scared of being alone Have you ever been so drunk you couldn’t even talk right? hahahaha I mean maybe slightly yes Do you know anyone with a million middle names? nope Are brand name food items really better then store brand ones? sometimes yes, sometimes no. usually yes Is ceaser salad the best kind of salad? I don't like salad Is it dark out yet? yes, its 10pm Do you believe that love is just an excuse to get hurt? no Is there a Booster Juice in your city? ive never heard of that If its called INTERNATIONAL house of pancakes, why isnt there one in Canada? I don't think we have that in England either, false advertising Do hugs help when you’re sad? sometimes, depends what is making me sad. also is im sad someone being nice to me tends to make me cry How did you meet the last person you kissed? we did a show together at the theatre Do you buy more things online or in stores? in store What is the best thing to eat with fish? I don't like fish other than tuna, and I aways have it with cheese Isn’t it annoying when people treat music like a trend? I don’t care, man. I have bigger issues. Do online dating sites ever work? depending on what you want to get out of the dating site, yeah they can

#survey #long

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beneath-her-soul · 5 years ago

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4 years have passed. What happened to me while I was gone? Let's summarise:

2015

I graduated with a diploma.

Travelled to Istanbul to meet my online bestfriend for the very first time!

Went to to Greece, Santorini.

Got chased by a dog in Istanbul.

Ended my 5 years relationship.

Experienced my first panic attack.

Quit my part-time retail job at Smiggle.

Went to Indonesia, Jakarta for a healing trip.

Made friends with a few Jakarta peeps.

Experienced staying at an old Folks home.

Living the life as the happiest Single person on Earth.

Got to work with mom at her workplace.

Got to meet new people.

Send off airmails to overseas friends.

Met my online friends when I travel.

Enrolled in a Spanish language class.

Spend more time with my family.

Spend more time with my happy pills.

Celebrated 50th National Day by working with my best pal. We get to watched the fireworks live infront of us!

My best pals did a surprise celebration for my 22nd birthday at home.

Successfully completed my Spanish class.

Learned Arabic language.

Went Batam to visit some relatives.

Explored the city area on my own.

Celebrated New Year's Eve at home with my family.

2016

Still working with my mom at her workplace.

Bought a new phone with my own paycheck.

Attended Jessie J's concert Live! For free.

Attended more religious classes.

Welcome a friend from U.S to explore Singapore.

Ended my LDR.

Experienced my 2nd panic attack.

Featured myself on Snapchat BombHijabis.

Made more new online friends.

Celebrated National Day, watching fireworks live alone.

Travelled to KL with my parents.

Met an online Snapchat friend at KL.

Celebrated my 23rd birthday in Batam, Indonesia with my parents.

The ex contacted again after a year. Unfortunately got to know he is getting engage to his ex. (Truth is out)

Experienced my 3rd panic attack.

I lost myself again.

Celebrated New Year's Eve at Kuala Lumpur with a bunch of colleagues and my mom.

2017

Met Snapchat follower from Somalia in KL!

Went on a Batam Trip with dad's teenage friends and one of them is a good friend of his.

Met someone new. Dated for at least 4 months. Turns out I was a rebound and he wasn't yet ready for commitment. I was a rebound.

Experienced my 4th panic attack.

I hit rock bottom.

I started to write my first ever poetry; "The Unspoken Truth"

I continued my passion with photography

I took my first solo flight from Singapore to Melbourne!

I opened myself up to talk to strangers on plane told them it was my first time flying solo.

I met my cousins in Melbourne.

Met my Snapchat pals in Melbourne and explored the city.

Visited the oh so instaworthy Melbourne's library.

Visited the mosques in Melbourne, Sydney and Gold Coast.

Again, another solo flight from Melbourne to Singapore.

I quitted my office job.

I applied for my dream job instead.

I met my old secondary school classmate during the interview.

I got accepted to my dream job (!!!)

Witnessed my Dad's good friend (the one we went for Batam trip) passed away.

Celebrated my Bestfriend @amiraxbdullah 24th Birthday by having our first ever photoshoot!

Got featured on Muslims of the World Instagram/Snapchat page!

I went through 3months of trainings.

Handled a firearm for the very first time.

Made new friends with some fun colleagues.

Dad send and fetched me to and fro training academy every single day.

Avoided some conflicts and dramas.

Enrolled for a bike license

Went for my first hiking experience at Macritchie with a few colleagues.

Celebrated my parents anniversary at The Halia Restaurant.

Got scammed on the day of my 24th birthday by a beauty shop. I lost a total of $400 that was my first ever savings from my dream job's paycheck.

Graduated from my training academy on my Grandfather's 77th Birthday.

Asked a guy out. And he went missing after the 2nd time we went out.

Fall off from my bicycle, got my palms grazed onto the gravels.

Ended up with a bandaged palm.

Met nasty travellers at work.

But that didn't stop me, I enjoyed working!

Went to a carnival downtown with a bunch of co-workers.

Had a silly crush with a co-worker at work.

Witnessed my secondary school classmate got married.

Celebrated New Year's Eve in counter with a good friend of mine at work eating pizza!

It was a rough start of the year, but im glad it worked out ended with a good note.

2018

Celebrated New Year's doing shopping spree with the brother at JB!

Witnessed my bestfriend @amiraxbdullah getting engaged to her soulmate!

Completed paying off my diploma study loan a total of $4625/- on my own.

Made a mistake at work.

Chopped my hair off and had a short haircut.

Brought my Snapchat follower from Kenya around Singapore during her sch visit here.

Met Mr Flapper.

Always looking forward to meet him at work despite different teams.

Studied Law with Mr Flapper.

Passed my Law exam with Mr Flapper's help.

Went on a first museum and movie date (infinity war).

Went for a trip to Kuala Lumpur with parents.

Experienced my first fasting month at my dream job work place.

Experienced fasting month with Mr Flapper.

Went to Universal Studios for the 2nd time in my life but with Mr Flapper.

Saved some money for Dad's Hajj Expenses!

Send dad off for Hajj!

Mr Flapper proposed!

Stepped foot into a prison for the very first time.

Visited someone before his time is up.

Got engaged to Mr Flapper at 24th years old, 3 days before I turned 25th.

Experienced my first ever Escape room and I hated it.

Experienced frequent panic attacks.

2019

Celebrated my Grandmother's 72nd Birthday.

My mom got admitted into the hospital cause of Dengue.

Witnessed my grandmother falling severely ill.

My grandmother passed away.

Had my last video call with my grandmother before she passed away 2 hours later.

Experienced frequent panic attacks.

Quitted my dream job.

Experienced frequent panic attacks, yet again.

The only person I ever lost and needed back was myself.

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kveous-blog · 7 years ago

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HEY HEY HEY, i’m really excited to be here, i'm alice and this is kwon haneul ! you can find her stats here and the connections here. i'd love to plot with everyone if possible, so hmu anytime !!!

warning (1): haneul is a character with dissociative identity disorder (DID). i'm clearly not an expert at this but i'll be doing my best to portray the character in the most realistic and careful way. if anyone feels offended or uncomfortable by it, i'll be open to hear any opinions on how to make my muse better.

warning (2): mention of abuse.

*✧･ — woah, was that ⸤ kim jisoo ⸣ i just saw walking around seoul? oh, never mind, that’s just ⸤ kwon ha neul ⸣. they’re a ⸤ twenty-two ⸣ year old ⸤ reporter ⸣, known around the city for being the ⸤ hapless ⸣… i guess that’s because of their ⸤ independent & organized ⸣ tendencies, though, be warned, they are also rumored to be ⸤ nasty & dishonest ⸣. this particular ⸤ native ⸣ identifies as a ⸤ heterosexual cisfemale ⸣, using the pronouns ⸤ she/her ⸣.

so let’s get started

haneul is the result of an affair between a reporter (song myunghee) and the chief operations officer (kwon jimin) under the same company.

jimin, besides having a position and a salary higher than hers, also had a family at home to take care of.

his wife eventually discovered it when myunghee became pregnant, and likewise, the rest of the company.

none of them were happy with the news, neither her own parents, so, to protect the company's reputation and trust both were fired.

jimin end up divorcing as well, and they went from living a luxurious and comfortable life to barely having enough money to survive.

all the blame was on haneul. they didn't like her even a bit, but at least they were good parents to her.

everything was "alright" until she became 7 years old, then her father couldn't resist it anymore and started acting violent and dirty. he was horrible with her mother, but he was even worst with her.

let's not get in details with that, but let's say she was mostly verbally abused. that kind of experience was a lot more painful for haneul than of what one might think.

when she was 9, she started losing a few of her memories and forgetting things more easily. she continued like that until the point where she dissociated herself from her traumatic past, that was too painful to assimilate with her conscious self.

haneul had absolutely no idea of what was happening or what was going to happen, so there was no way she could tell her parents about it, and even if she could, they didn't care enough to listen.

no matter what, they were haneul's role models. they seemed perfect to her, especially her mother, she desired being a reporter just like her.

she worked hard for it, she studied, she went to interviews a million times but she always failed. why? haneul was just too shy and too insecure. they were looking for someone confident who would act naturally infront of a camera.

but, this one day, she was magically accepted.

haneul, struggling to remember a lot of her past, instead, developed a new personality that was the complete opposite of her. she was someone that had everything that haneul was lacking, including those lost memories.

as soon as haneul experienced what having split identities was like, she rushed for professional help hoping that no one would ever find out. they decided to call personality number two heeyoung.

heeyoung, for some reason, did the audition one more time and hooked everyone with her charisma. she was addictive, a few said. but, was heeyoung trying to make haneul's dream come true, or she just wanted to demonstrate she was better than haneul could ever be?

so haneul got the job, but rather than excited she was concerned. what if someone realized what was going on?

she wanted to quit but she kept the job. she loved it no matter how stressful it was for her. but all that pressure created another personality, the depressive one, better known as jinae.

(note: haneul has no idea that heeyoung and jinae know something that she doesn't)

soooo, right now haneul is doing her best to keep her job and make her parents proud while keeping her disorder a secret. it would be a shame if the other personalities thought otherwise.

and well, haneul is really sweet but she's distant when it comes to strangers. she's also hardworking and responsible, always there to give a hand!

#seoulintro #( * & — OOC: SLEEP CLUB. )

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Questions 1-150 *hugs* :3

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Shy

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? Right now? I don’t know..

4. Are you easy to get along with? No

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? No, probably not..

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? The uh.. Butch Lesbian kind.. And the ones that are way out of my league and/or age range. Also, apparently the ones that already have a gf and have no idea who I am...

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? No.. Unfortunately for me.. I don’t think anyone will be able to put up with my shit..

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? The guys who tell me that I’m ugly, stupid, and should kill myself.

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not anymore

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? No one.. People ignore me mostly

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “I’m sorry” - But hey, what’s new?

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Can’t think of any.. They all make me think of my ex..

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Yes, it’s very relaxing and it calms me down almost instantly..

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? No.. Not anymore..

15. What good thing happened this summer? Nothing. Nothing “good” has happened.. People are telling me to kill myself, my gf left me for someone else right before pride weekend.. All of my “friends” are going on long vacations and I can’t talk to them... I just want to give up..

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? God yes..

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? I guess

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? No.. She uh.. She was pretty abusive..

19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes.. I haven’t been able to take one for a long time though..

20. Do you like your neighbors? No

21. What are you bad habits? Cutting, crying, feeling emotions..

22. Where would you like to travel? I don’t know.. It stresses me out.

23. Do you have trust issues? I did... then I got over it enough to open up to my crush but uh.. yea.. they’re back

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Don’t have a routine anymore other than self-destruction

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? All of it

26. What do you do when you wake up? Cry

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Lighter

28. Who are you most comfortable around? I was comfortable around my ex.. but she hasn’t wanted anything to do with me since she broke it off.. she’s probably ranting about me rn saying that I’m a clingy, annoying, slutty piece of shit that has a mommy kink... she she’s not wrong..

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? No.. But they have said they regret dating me..

30. Do you ever want to get married? Yeah.. But I know it’ll never happen..

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Not anymore

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? None

33. Spell your name with your chin.

34. Do you play sports? What sports? Nope

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yeah.. I try not to anymore though..

37. What do you say during awkward silences? Try to think about something they like to talk about and try to bring it up..

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Patient and loving..

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? I don’t know.. I guess anime shops at the mall? Anime Eagle and stuff like that..

40. What do you want to do after high school? I was looking at St. Kate’s

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? Yeah

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? It means that I’m really really depressed..

43. Do you smile at strangers? Sometimes..

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Outer Space

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? Nothing

46. What are you paranoid about? Everything

47. Have you ever been high? Yes and I desperately want to be high right now..

48. Have you ever been drunk? Not yet

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? I don’t care anymore

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Blue and white

51. Ever wished you were someone else? Yes, always

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? Everything

53. Favourite makeup brand? Don’t really wear make-up much but I don’t know.. I guess Elf products are nice

54. Favourite store? Don’t have one

55. Favourite blog? I have a couple..

56. Favourite colour? Lavender and light blues.. stuff like that

57. Favourite food?

58. Last thing you ate? Rice

59. First thing you ate this morning? Uh... Sunflower seeds around.. 10-11-ish?

60. Ever won a competition? For what? No

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? Suspended for attempted murder. Some girl told a teacher that I put a sharp pencil to her throat and threatened to kill her. I didn’t... But the school doesn’t listen to kids like me.

62. Been arrested? For what? Not yet

63. Ever been in love? Yeah. And then she tore my heart out and told me that she would be there if I ever needed her.. She hasn’t been there.

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? I was in a school bathroom.. perks of being a lesbian I guess..

65. Are you hungry right now? No.. I want to puke

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? Yeah..

67. Facebook or Twitter? Neither

68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? No

70. Names of your bestfriends?

71. Craving something? What?

72. What colour are your towels? A very pale Jade Green

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 2

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? yes

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

75. Favourite animal?

76. What colour is your underwear? Pink

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Pink and White

80. What colour pants? Black

81. Favourite tv show?

82. Favourite movie?

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

87. First person you talked to today?

88. Last person you talked to today?

89. Name a person you hate? my ex, my first gf/ex i guess

90. Name a person you love? also my ex, but a different one

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? myself

92. In a fight with someone?

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

95. Last movie you watched?

96. Favourite actress?

97. Favourite actor?

98. Do you tan a lot?

99. Have any pets? 5

100. How are you feeling? Like I want to jump infront of a fucking train

101. Do you type fast?

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

103. Can you spell well?

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? Yes, I cried over my abusive-ish ex the other day... at least with her I could pretend I was loved.. pretty sure relationships are suppose to be abusive..

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? no - i want to tho

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

107. Have you ever been on a horse? yes

108. What should you be doing? dying

109. Is something irritating you right now?

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? yes..

111. Do you have trust issues? yes

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? my mom because i felt guilty for eating

113. What was your childhood nickname?

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yes

115. Do you play the Wii? no

116. Are you listening to music right now? no

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? eh

118. Do you like Chinese food? no

119. Favourite book? dont have one rn

120. Are you afraid of the dark? kinda

121. Are you mean? I’m a completely heartless fuck

122. Is cheating ever okay? no

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? hell no

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? not anymore

125. Do you believe in true love? nope

126. Are you currently bored? eh

127. What makes you happy? I don’t know anymore..

128. Would you change your name? yes

129. What your zodiac sign? aries

130. Do you like subway?

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? fuck him and then leave him because im a heartless slut. haven’t you been paying attention?

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

134. Can you count to one million?

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? closed, but cracked open for my cats

137. How tall are you? 5ft

138. Curly or Straight hair? ive got straight hair

139. Brunette or Blonde? im a brunette

140. Summer or Winter? both

141. Night or Day? night

142. Favourite month? dont have one

143. Are you a vegetarian? no

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? milk

145. Tea or Coffee? tea

146. Was today a good day? no

147. Mars or Snickers? snickers

148. What’s your favourite quote?

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

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littlenephilim999uriel · 8 years ago

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A Bolton and a Forrester?!

For all those who are waiting all requested Stories will be online within the next 4 Days… cross my heart I promise!! Normally I rwite it right away but it is difficult to concentrate at the moment… Problem is I fell madly in Love with Ramsay and it’s itching in my fingertips to write this Dream down I had last night… Yes Ramsay is a Psychopath.. somehow no matte what I watch I always fall in love with the worst men… lol but I mean look at him he is soooo cute!!! *-* Sorry for the wait and thx for reading my Fanfics…. :D Sooo… just to make a few things clear.. I’ll start watching the Game of Thrones soon all Informations I have are from the Internet and the Telltale Game from Game of Thrones… So sorry for mistakes or if Ramsay is a little bit out of Character… Warnings!: Well it is Ramsay Bolton.. duh!! Strong language and Blood… and well I need to twist it a little bit so my Story works… sawwy…don’t hate meh! >. !!!! I MUST WARN YOU!! THIS IS HELLA LONG !!!!! Familytree Forrester: Lord Forrester(Father), Lady Forrester(Mother), Ryon Forrester(sixt born, youngest son), Talia Forrester(only girl, fifth born), Ethan Forrester(fourth born), Mira Forrester(third born, Works for Lady Margery in Kings Landing), Asher Forrester(second born, Banish for an affair with Gwyn Whitehill, daughter of Ludd Whitehill), Rodrik Forrester(first born, future Lord of house Forrester) -> https://www.ablogofthrones.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/06/Forrester-Family-Tree.jpg Please read so you understand my Story!!: House Forrester is known to make the best Weapons of Ironwood. Their oldest Enemie is the House Whitehill, unluckyly for them they weren’t as good as the Forresters and always stood beneath them. Also did the Forrester stand under the Protection of the Warden of the North, Robb Stark. But due a Cowardly act from their so called ‘allies’, Lord Forrester and Rodrik were killed in a attack. Unprepared and happyly drinking they never had expected their allies to stab them in the back. Due this Corward like act the Starks lost power… all of them were killed and the Boltons were the new Wardens of the North. The Whitehills, who stood under the banner of the Boltons, now used this to attack their Enemy, the Forresters. But the house was strong and they’d never bent to him. So like the Coward he is, Ludd Whitehill called Ramsay Snow(then he still was called snow.), for help. Ethan was after Rodriks death the new Lord… But Ramsay didn’t like a bold Lord… so he got rid of him. Not caring Ramsay stabbed the poor young boy in his throat, killing him infront of his Family. With that Ramsay went away again… But somehow the gods still watched over house Forrester, because Rodrik survived and found his way back home. Your Story: Lord Forrester was your Uncle. You lived with your Mother in Ironrath till you turned 6 years old. Everything seemed to be okay… till Lord Forrester found out about your little friendship with Gwyn Whitehill(10 years). Both of you knew your houses hated each other… but hell who cared? You two were only Children then… But the hatred was to big… he forbid you, your friendship… but due the stubborness of the Forrester you disobeyed and started to sneak out to meet her. You two were like sisters… and your Mother knew. But secrets always come out.. so when the Lord found out he banished you and your Mother from Ironrath. It wasn’t a easy live for you and your Mother… but someday she met a noble Men.. a Lord. He accepted that she already had a child if she promised to give him another one. And so she did… and their life of running away finally was over. Of course they changed their name but still… You, you held onto the name Forrester because.. a Forrester is always a Forrester and you never lost contact with Talia. Due the time you had to run you learned to be a good fighter and Huntress… and due the fact you lived close to Ironrath, you would catch yourself to every so often go into the woods near there… - Today, It is a beautiful Sunny day with a warm wind stroking over the treecrowns. - As always (Y/N) left her horse a little bit farther back in her hideout. She had found this little hidden Cave on one of her many adventures through the Forest of Ironrath. It was hidden well enough, so no one ever found it so no one could steal anything. Today was a perfect day for the Hunt, even though Whitehill Soldiers were patroling through the forest. (Y/N) slowly took her bow and skillfully pulled the string back, holding the bow perfectly still. She had been following this deer for half a day now. A sudden rustle infront of her made her head snap up. ‘There you are!’ She thought letting go of the string. The Arrow pierced through the air and hit the target, which let out a river of curses….. Wait… what? Since when do Deers spek? Putting the Bow on her back the (H/C) haired girl slowly walked closer, pulling a knife from her holdster.

“Seven fu**ing HELLS!!” A voice roared, making the girl jump. From behind a tree (Y/N) finally could see the source of the cussing. It was a quiet handsome Men, with black hair and a slight beard. She watched as said stranger tried to pull out the arrow. He didn’t do a very good job… even from this distance she could tell he was only making it worse. “Wait! Don’t.“ She didn’t even realize she said that until her eyes locked with his. Letting out a sigh, said girl stepped outside of the shadows tucking her knife away. "You’re making it worse..” She said slowly stepping closer. The mens brows furrowed as he sent a glare at the girl. (Y/N) stopped shortly in her tracks. “I am not here to hurt you.” She said calmly stepping closer again. “Oh aren’t ya, eh? And I am sure it was the Deer who shot me in my FU**ING LEG?!” The poor girl winced at his sudden outburst. “Okay… I am not here to hurt you on purpose…?” She tried again, making the man raise an eyebrow at her. “Whatever, get out of my sight before I decide to slaughter you.” He sneered going back to trying to pull out the arrow. “Now that trick I’d like to see with the arrow still in your leg.” She sassed back at him. His head snapped up at her words. Did she not know who he was? Well clearly not or she wouldn’t be this bold. 'Oh this was going to be a fun game.’ He thought to himself, a small smirk making itself shown on his lips. “Don’t tempt me to do it. I’ve had worse.” The girl raised an eyebrow at him. “Did you now?” She mumbled. She then stepped beside him and kneelt down beside his leg with the arrow still stuck. “Geez you men are all the same… rude, vain and always try to be the Alpha…-” (Y/N) said as she examed the wound, making the Male sent her another glare again, which went unnoticed from said girl. “If you'd kept this up, you wouldn’t have been able to walk for at least a Month.. but I think I can save you from that." (Y/N) looked up again when she finished, wanting to ask if he could hold still… that’s when she noticed how close they were now. Due her examination she seemed to have crept closer and the men seemed to have leaned in as well, wanting to see what she was doing. Their Noses were almost touching but noone of them moved an inch. He wanted to say something, make her feel embarassed but nothing came out. (Y/N) finally snapped out of it and quickly scrambled backwards a bright red blush appearing on her cheeks. "Uh… can you- can you hold still?” She mumbled embarassed quickly getting everything out she needed for the treatment. And yet again he smirked at her cute behavour. 'Cute?! The hell are you thinking? It must be the blood loss…’ He thought to himself. While he was caught in his thoughts he didn’t notice the woman step closer again. But a sudden sharp pain made him bite back a scream of pain. “Seven FU**ING HELLS!!!" He said through gritted teeth as he sent a glare her way. That’s when he noticed the Arrow in her hand and a worried…? look on her face. "Oh Dear I am so sorry! I just thought it would be better if it’s over quickly and well… you were in thought and I just thought… I am sorry, you okay?” She finally asked after her rambling. His eyes widened slightly at that. She really had no idea who he was… but somehow he liked it. It was the first time someone really cared about his pain. “ ’s fine…” He answered as he watched her starting to clean his wound. Ramsay was watching her intently as she worked on his leg. His eyes wandered from her slender fingers upwards towards her clevage(Nawww that’s dirty! You little Bad Boy!!), and then further up towards her face. His eyes graced her every feature and he had to admit… she was quiet beautiful, even though her hair was a little messy. Probably from being in the forrest all day. Luckyly for him this thoughts distracted him enough so he didn’t feel the pain, when the needle pierced through his skin. “All done… should be good in a few days.. but you should show it to a Maester, just to be sure.” She said smiling softly at him.

Ramsays eyes followed her as she got up and seemingly getting ready to leave. Before he could even register what he was doing, Ramsay shot up. He wanted to ask for her name but all that came out was a strangled noise of pain. The girls eyes shot towards him, as she quickly was by his side. "Are you alright?!” She asked worriedly. The male hissed again as he remembered how he got here… A plot against him… These damn Bastards stabbed him in his Stomache.. “Yes I’m fine.. You can go now..” He grumbled. (Y/N) squinted her eyes at him not really beliving what he said. She then noticed he was holding onto his stomach. “Remove your hand.” She said trying to pry away his hand already. "No! The hell leave me alo- AGH!" Ramsay let out a his yet again when she finally could pull his hand away. A gasp left the girls lips. "Why didn't you tell me?! This could kill you!" She gasped, seeing the now fresh blood flowing again. Finally realizing just how much blood he had lost till now, Ramsays vision started to get blurry slowly. 'No.. Not now.' He thought trying to stay awake. He still didn't trust this girl and while everything around him started to fade he knew... If this girl was an Enemy he'd be fu**ed. As he slowly closed his eyes he still could hear her shouting. After what felt for him like Minutes he slowly opened his eyes again, groaning at the bright light. As his eyes finally got used to the light again, Ramsay finally could look around. He was near a small river and it seemed he was still in the very same forest. Looking beside him he finally caught sight of the Woman, who was very much asleep. He smirked slightly at that as he scooted closer slowly. Ramsays eyes traveled up and down her Body again taking everything in. She was quiet beautiful.... how he'd love to hear her scream. It would be so easy now, to hurt her, make her scream... but he didn't.. instead his hand softly caressed her cheek. Even though the soft touch, (Y/N) woke up. Her hand shot upwards and grabbed his wrist making him stop. Her (E/C) eyes shot open to be met with Ramsays bright blue ones. His eyebrows were raised in confusion and a smirk was dancing across his lips. "No need to fret.. I won't hurt you..... Much." He said with a teasing tune in his voice. (Y/N) laughed slightly at that. "I see you are feeling better." With that said she slowly got to her feet, dusting the dirt off, of her dress. "Very Well, I need to go now... show that wound better to a Maester." She chirped and started to walk back towards her hideout. But a hand on her wrist stopped her. "Wha-!?" She couldn't finish as Ramsay spun her around. The next thing she realized was a soft warm feeling on her lips. But as soon as it came... it was gone again. "W-wha... why?" (Y/N) started to stumble over her words. Ramsay had a (Sexy!!!!) smirk on his face. "I-I don't even know your Name.. a-a-and you just..." Ramsay placed a finger on her lips shushing her. "Ramsay, My name is Ramsay Snow." (Y/N) heart dropped at this. Of course... when she finally fell in Love with someone it had to be a Psychotic Murderer that also killed her Cousin, Ethan. Said men was watching her expression change from shocked, to confused and at least to... hurt? "My Name is (Y/N) Forrester." Finally he understoof the girls confusion. 'A Forrester? I have Sympathie for a freaking Forrester?!' He thought, clenching his jaw. But then he suddenly relaxed and his frown turned into a smile. He took a step closer again and placed his hands on both sides of her face. Pulling her closer again he kissed her with more passion. And this time she kissed back. But just as it was about to get deeper he pulled away again. A squeak left her mouth as Ramsay suddenly scooped her up into his arms and started to walk, ignoring the girls protests. What he said next surprised the girl, making her keep quiet. "I don't like your Name.. Let's change that, Eh?"

#game of thrones #ramsay snow #ramsay bolton #ramsay x reader #bolton x reader #snow x reader #one shot #strange love #secret lovers #forrester #ironrath

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