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im-in-vin-ci-ble · 4 years ago

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Heyy could I possibly request f!OC x Mark, in which the OC is Red Rush’s daughter who also inherited his powers. Set before the events of episode one maybe at a Guardian’s work party or smth. Mark and OC are hitting it off in a ‘Idk what’s going on my dad just works here’ solidarity during the party; while her doting and protective father Josef is keeping an eye on them, unsure about how he feels about his favorite sidekick growing up on him. Maybe Olga and Debbie try to be matchmakers too lol

A/N: okay well this is CUTE AF, I love this sm thank u for requesting <3 also josef and olga are married here, no one dies (yet) and everyone is happy!!!

Pairing: Mark Grayson x Fem!OC

Rating: T

Warnings: mild swearing

The annual Guardians of the Globe Founder's Day party was never really Zasha's scene. It mainly consisted of the Guardians and the Global Defense Agency's families, and more often than not, she was the only one in her age group. Her true purpose there was to really just pay her respects to the people — including her father, who people knew as Red Rush — who protected the planet.

This year's Founder's Day event was different, however, as Omni-Man finally accepted the party invitations he'd been ignoring for years. Although there were jokes that he had accidentally RSVP'd to the party, or that his wife had accepted the invite behind his back, everyone seemed happy, and still pleasantly surprised, when he and his family walked in.

Sitting down with a non-alcoholic beverage in her hand, she watched as everyone shook hands with the powerful Nolan Grayson and his loving family. Zasha's mom, Olga, walked over to say hello and immediately dragged the three to where Zasha and Josef were. The two male superheroes first exchanged pleasantries, followed by Olga forcing her daughter to get up so she can properly be introduced to the teenage boy standing across from her.

"Zasha, hi," Debbie said with a wide smile as she gave you a warm hug. "This is my son, Mark. I don't think you two have properly met yet."

He extended his arm, "Oh, hi, uh, I'm Mark," he replied with a sheepish smile.

"Hi, I'm Z," she said as Olga gave her a soft push to move her forward. The young girl's eyes threw daggers at her mom before politely shaking his hand, "Nice to meet you."

"Are you all hungry? They've got a lot of food," Olga told the Graysons, leading them and Josef, who squinted his eyes at Zasha and Mark, over to the buffet table.

Zasha and Mark looked at each other awkwardly and exchanged nervous smiles. He began to rock back and forth on his feet, shoving his hands into his pockets as he attempted to think of what to say.

"So uh, how's... superhero training?" he asked.

"Uh, good," Zasha answered, nodding her head. "We managed to take down Titan yesterday so that was pretty cool."

"Oh yeah? That's great," Mark exclaimed. "How about, um..." he scratched the back of his head, "Is the, i-is the drink... good?"

She looked down at her cup and clicked her tongue, "You know for a party that's sponsored by the government, you'd think they'd have better catering."

He chuckled, "If I knew this was going to be a boring party with adults and toddlers and no good food, I would have at least brought a snack and some comic books."

Zasha sat back down and looked up at him with a smile, "Well you better take a seat, buddy, because the next few hours are going to make you wish you were being hurled at buildings instead."

She gently patted the seat next to her and Mark accepted the offer. "Do you go to these things a lot?" he asked.

"Unfortunately, yes," Zasha replied. "You are so damn lucky your dad never wants to come to a Guardians event."

Mark laughed, "You know what, I used to be really jealous of all the families who got together during these events but right now, I'd do anything to just go home." He looked around and sighed, "I don't even know most of these people."

"Me too, and I've seen their faces at least thrice a year ever since I could remember," she agreed. "Actually, I think this is the first solid conversation I've had with someone at these things."

"Really?" he asked in shock.

"Really," she answered, taking a sip of the bland orange juice that now mostly tastes like water. "Most of the guys who are my age that have attended aren't really cute, nor are they interesting, so meh."

Mark's head snapped up at that remark and he felt the warmth rush up to his cheeks. "The other guys aren’t... cute and not... interesting?"

"Hell no," Zasha laughed. "Have you ever tried connecting with a person who has no special abilities but know you're a superhero? It feels like talking to a wall."

He crossed his brows, "What do you mean?"

She sighed and leaned forward, "They usually ask me what being a superhero is like, but when I tell them that I managed to take down a man with rock for skin, it's like I'm a freak."

"You're not a freak, Zasha," he replied. "And any guy who feels that way about a girl who's trying to save others sounds like a shitty person."

"And they're not even cute!" she added.

"And they're not even cute," he repeated after her with a laugh.

Zasha sighed again and sat back up. She looked over at him and briefly examined his face, "Well it's a good thing you are."

Josef turned around and watched as the 17-year-old boy chatted up his daughter, as well as literally take his seat at the table.

He held on to Olga's arm and leaned in, "I don't like what I'm seeing over there."

Olga turned to look then laughed at her overbearing husband. "They're just talking, Josef," she said. "It's not Zasha's fault she can enjoy a pleasant conversation and you can't."

"Mm..." Josef groaned, "I don't like it."

"Don't like what?" Debbie asked from behind.

Olga walked over to her and excitingly yet subtly pointed at Zasha and Mark, who were now facing each other now laughing. "Josef's worried that Zasha won't have time to be his daughter anymore if she ever started dating boys," she explained to Debbie. "You know he scares off every single boy Zasha introduces to us? I'm worried she'll never have a boyfriend!"

"She doesn't need a boyfriend, Olga," Josef chimed in grumpily, crossing his arms as he watched the two like a hawk. "No one will be good enough for Zasha anyway. She can literally outrun all the boys she dates."

"So are you saying that my Mark isn't good enough for Zasha?" Debbie asked with half a smile, momentarily shutting Josef up before he nervously tried to form a sentence. "I'm just teasing, Josef," she followed, winking at him and almost warning him not to underestimate her son.

Olga chuckled, "It's good for them to bond. They're both teenagers and superheroes, if they ever date at least they won't have to worry about keeping secrets."

"Whoa, wait," Josef exclaimed. "They just met, who said anything about dating?"

His wife rolled her eyes at his remark. "We should, what's the term... hook them up," Olga said. "Debbie, ask Mark what's going on and I'll ask Zasha."

Debbie agreed to the plan and walked over to Mark and Zasha while Josef huffed in annoyance but stayed in his position; there was no way in hell he was going to keep his eyes off of them.

Debbie offered Mark some food from her plate but he kindly declined. "Good choice," she said. "For a party paid for by the government, you'd think they'd have better food."

Mark laughed and nodded in agreement, "That's what Z said!"

"Oh really?" Debbie replied with a playful smirk.

Mark and Zasha looked at each other as if they were sharing an inside joke before Olga called her daughter over.

"Sorry, mama is calling me," she told the Graysons as she excused herself.

"So..." Debbie trailed off, raising her eyebrow at her son whose cheeks were rosy red.

"Mom, please don't make it weird," Mark begged.

"You and Zasha seem to be hitting it off."

"I begged you not to make it weird," he groaned, covering his face.

"I was just asking!" Debbie said with a giggle. "Why are you being so offensive?"

"I'm not, mom, I'm just... ugh," he groaned again. "Please don't say anything to Josef and Olga. Don't make it weird."

"I won't, I won't," Debbie reassured him. "Are you gonna ask her out though?"

"Mom!"

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving," she said with a hearty laugh, nodding at Zasha who was walking back to her seat.

"Sorry about that, my mom was being strange," Zasha said. "Everything okay?" she asked Mark, who now looked like he'd been slapped over and over again.

"Yeah, yeah! Great! Everything's great!"

She smiled at him but Mark leaned over and kept his head down. Another moment of awkward silence fell upon the two; Zasha looked around while tapping her toes and Mark's sight was glued to the floor. From the corner of his eye, he could see his mom and Olga delicately signalling at him to make his move. He covered the sides of his face and continuously mouthed "No," but the two were unrelenting. He took a deep breath and finally sat back up, and looked over at Zasha who was still pretending to casually look around.

"Hey, uh, Z?"

She quickly looked over at him with wide eyes, "Yes?"

Mark looked behind her head and watched as Olga and Debbie were giggling and whispering to each other, like a bunch of high school girls who just saw their best friend talking to their crush.

"Uh, I'm hungry."

The smile on Zasha's face was quickly replaced with a look of confusion. "Okay... and?"

"Oh! Um," he cleared his throat, "do you... like burgers?"

Zasha giggled and nodded, "I do like burgers."

Controlling his urge to fist pump, Mark cheekily bit his lower lip and moved a little closer, "You wanna head out and grab a bite?"

"Uh..." she turned around and watched as Olga and Debbie quickly nodded their heads, her mom giving her a sign of approval to leave the party. "Sure, I'm starving."

Josef looked on as the two of them stood up and began to make their way to the exit. Sighing in defeat and sadness, he called them over to the place where he's been stationed at since the Graysons arrived.

"Papa, we're just gonna get something to eat," she informed him nervously, knowing his scare tactics when it came to the guys she introduced him to.

Josef's eyes softened as the sight of his little girl, who he knew and finally accepted was growing up. She was making her way into the world and as much as he wanted to always protect her, he knew that she was just as smart and as capable to start doing it herself.

He took his daughter's hand and held it tight, "Okay, call me if you need a ride home."

"I will," Zasha said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Love you, papa."

"I love you too," he replied with a smile that was immediately erased when he focused his attention to Mark. "Bring her home by 11:30, and no sneaking into her room by the window," he ordered the teenage boy sternly.

Caught by surprise by the sudden formality, Mark straightened his back and nodded. "Uh yes, y-yes sir, Red Rush, sir."

"Papa!" she exclaimed. "No more scare tactics."

"I'm sorry," he chuckled, "that was the last one, I promise."

#damn my daddy issues came out here #HARD #mark grayson x reader #invincible x reader #invincible fanfic

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franeridart · 4 years ago

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Anon said: Are you still into krbk? I noticed you haven't draw them a lot recently (I don't mean to pressure you, I was just wondering)

I still very much am!!! but a convergence of unrelated happenings (my focus being unusually scattered, lack of general motivation, them not having interacted much in the manga lately, my having pulled out of the fandom a little for a bunch of reasons, having gotten into a lot of new things I want to make a lot of stuff for ??) had my output of stuff for them/inspiration related to them die down a lot ): I miss them though, I should fill a page with doodles of them one of these days... well, I haven’t drawn much in genereal lately, so maybe let’s start first with fixing that haha

Anon said: Fun Fact : In smash bros ultimate there are spirits with octopath traveler and they're in pairs and guess what ? Alfyn and Therion are together :3

I KNOW!!!!!! It makes me so emo I’m a bundle of feelings they’re soulmates I tell youuuuuuuuuuu ;;A;; (little inconsequential things making me a mess, what’s new xD) - another fun fact is that h’aanit and ophilia share one too!! and I ship them too!! and cyrus and tressa share one as well, and they’re my brother’s mains in his save! A series of delightful little coincidences haha

Anon said: Will you be drawing more Jujutsu Kaisen? I love your art sm and I would love to see more!!!!

Right now I feel like I want to spend the next ten years drawing these kids, so I sure hope so! But as I said my focus has been very scattered for the past three or so months, so I can’t promise anything ): let’s both enjoy it while it lasts haha

Anon said: You are my emotional support artist. I check back every once and a while and BOOM. Serotonin.

You’re too kind!!!! But thank you, I’m glad I can make you feel better! :D

Anon said: i'm super new to your art (and mha) and i just wanted to say your krbk stuff is just !!!!!!! it makes me so happy and makes my poor jaded heart feel something and it's just all around incredible!!!

Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!! I’m glad you like my way of portraying the kids!!!!

Anon said: I’m about to cry I’ve spent an hour looking though your bnha tag for that lil comic where Kiri hugs Baku and. It. Sent. Me. Back. To. The. Top. I didn’t even get to finish reading it. I’m so upset. So. So. So. Upset.

(same) Anon said: OH MY GOSH IT KEEPS SENDING ME TO THE TOO I HATE MOBILE AND LOVE YOU I LVOE YOU BUT THIS WEBSITE IS K I L L I N G ME I JIST WANNA SEE WHAT HAPPENS AS KIRI ATTEMPTS TO HUG BAKUGOU BUT NOOOO, AN HOUR OF MY TIME ISNT ENOUGH SAYS THE TIME STEALER

(samesame) Anon said: I. Found the hug thing. On Pinterest. In. Five. Seconds. I hate life but also it was really cute. Thank you but seriously I hate this website

The saga hahaha sorry anon I couldn’t get to you before you went out of your mind trying to find it, I got the asks in the middle of the night! Glad you could find it, though I’m kinda sad you had to look on pinterest for it (...sad it is on pinterest at all tbh) here it is anyway, if this is the one you were talking about! you really went back in the years for this one huh

Anon said: So for that thing that you made a w h i l e ago where Bakugou ruffles Kirishima’s hair, right? So I imagine Kiri is like w h a t and calls over Mina or Denki or Sero or all of them or something like that and tells them and is freaking out and they’re like “he wasn’t in the right mindset, you know he sleeps at 8:32” and make a joke out of it as Kiri is freaking out. And Kiri is freaking out soooo much as they are crying laughing on the floor at Bakugou’s sleeping schedule.

hahaha I’m sure he must have freaked out on them at some point after that, and bakugou must have done the same (probably with jirou, less likely but more hilarious with todoroki or tokoyami haha) - though, the original idea came from a bigger one where the scene in the comic didn’t bring them anywhere closer to getting together (or figuring out they’re into each other, for the matter lmao idiots) maybe one day I’ll get back on that >:]

Anon said: In your comments, you said “at this point my hands will never forget” and I had a nozaki-kun memory float into my head, imagining him sick and trying to make his deadline xD yes muscle memory

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anon you have no idea how often I think about that hahaha yes, I say my hands won’t forget but we all know that’s exactly how it’ll end at some point lol

Anon said: dang this happens all the time like I follow someone for their bnha content and then like two months after following them I find out they used to make yowapeda content and im just sitting their like dang thats wild because bnha and yowapeda are like the only two animes I watch

ANON!!!! HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Always so nice to find other ywpd fans!!!!!!!! Sorry I’m not making art for it anymore (for now) but despite my sister insisting I read the manga already I’ve been putting it off......for years lol but it’s on my reading list!! So maybe I’ll get back on it at some point!

Anon said: FRAN!!!!!! i love ur art so much and im trying to buy ur products on redbubble and i geniunely cant decide what to get!!!!! i tired asking my friend but she doesnt know which one either hahahahhahah ig i just wanted to send this because i really appreciate u and u are very talented. im sending u lots of high vibrations and love❤️🧡

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!! It means so much to me that you guys are still buying my stuff (TTATT) I should...........seriously update it..........gomen m(._.)m

Anon said:YES YES YEEES MORE ALFYON ON THE WAYYYYYY 💖💖💖💖💖 They're both the cutest really their ship is the beeest Try reading some the alfyon fanfics if you have some time, they're really good ! The one i really recommend you is Crismonberries, blackberries by court_court on Ao3 !Your art is the best ever can't wait to see more octopath !!💖💖💖

Anon thank you SO MUCH for suggesting that fic to me I!!!!!!!!!!!! loved it so much I deep-dived into it and spent two straight days reading it it’s such a gem!!!!! ;;; bless you

Anon said: Have you watched Fullmetal Alchemist?

Hell yeah! Only Brotherhood though. I read the manga too tho!!

Anon said: Have you read Noragami? It’s one of my favourite manga, and the anime isn’t half bad either (still waiting for s3 tho lol) anyway it’s really good, concept-wise it’s similar to Soul Eater, I totally recommend

I watched the first season back when it aired! It’s not really my thing though ): feels a bit sad in that very specific way that always ends up just making me miserable as I keep reading............................... sorry

Anon said: I will never not be in love with your art. Everytime I'm feeling down and/or missing the boys I scroll through your krbk tag and it reminds me exactly of why I love them so much and I'm so thankful for that. Your brand of krbks is the one I love the most and honestly thank you so much for all your marvelous art of them and of other things as well because you art is just so pretty and I love seeing your ocs and other fandom art 💕💕💕

Anon I love you......................... ;;;;; thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me (oTT^TT)o<3

#fran answers #long post #chatter chatter chatter #you guys are always so nice to me man #every time i write out one of these posts i'm overwhelmed by just how much love piles up in my inbox #sob #love you all

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whyralltheusernamestaken · 5 years ago

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I wanted to request a reader x Bakugou where Bakugou has been mean to the reader lately like getting mad at her and yelling and if he is not doing that he is completely ignoring her then one day in school he makes her cry she runs off outside and finds this tree and cries under it he runs after her & it turns out he been acting out like this because he has a hard time confession to her and reader quirk can be whatever thx u

A/N thank you so much for requesting!!! I’m so so sorry this took so long, I’ve been so busy. I’m always so ecstatic when people request because it means you kinda enjoy my writing right??? That’s more than enough for me heehee

I’ve written a few similar (arguing/upset/comfort) scenarios already if you’d like to check them out next :

Bakugou introduces you as a friend and that’s the final straw

He cheats on you

Bakugou and oc argue, afterwards she’s injured in a villain attack

I hope swearing’s okay, if not just give me a comment or dm and I’m happy to change it!

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“Hey, Bakugou-” you greeted, walking up to your group of friends as the lunch break started.

Before you could even finish your sentence, he stood up abruptly, storming out of the classroom and leaving you with your jaw on the floor, gawking at his rudeness.

“He’s really like Baku-no and then Baku-go, what the fuck crawled up his ass and died,” you grumbled, glaring at the doorway with a look of distaste.

Your friends grimaced at his actions. Sure they could assume that he was a complete newbie at love considering his personality, yet they didn’t realise how much guidance his poor soul needed.

You crossed your arms in a huff, Mina speaking up. “I’ m sure he’s just having a bad day.” Even she grimaced at how unconvincing she sounded. You hummed in response, beginning to walk out of the classroom to the cafeteria as Kaminari and Sero walked behind you two girls.

On the other end, Kirishima was panicking. Bakugou didn’t seem to realise how utterly destructive his attitude was on his chances with you, and he felt that he needed to step in before all remaining possibility of you liking him back disappeared.

Once you and the others had gotten your food, you all walked to the shared table, Kirishima greeting you with a smile as you sat down next to him, Bakugou on the other side.

“How was your morning Y/N?” Kirishima asked, nudging Bakugou to join in with the conversation as you started to eat.

“It was alright,” you answered, giving a small shrug. “I got into a small argument with my mum but I’m sure it’s nothing too big,” you said, speaking as if you were trying to convince yourself.

“How did you fuck it up this time,” Bakugou demanded, his tone harsh as the others grimaced at his response. Mina caught the way you chewed on your lip and she quickly rushed to say something.

“Of course not saying that it was definitely your fault!” She sent a glare his way and Kirishima stepped on his foot, earning a wack to the arm.

You sighed, pushing the food around your plate as they fell into a different conversation. Their words drowned out in the background as you thought about all of the things that weren’t going too well in your life.

Your grades were nowhere near as good as you wanted them to be and your physical abilities were rather far behind the rest of the class. Your friend’s conversation fell onto deaf ears as your mood soured even more at the bland taste of the school’s food, of which on a different day you would’ve enjoyed a lot.

The sudden loud shout of your name startled you, choking on your food at the fright as your friends stare at you in concern, Kirishima wacking you on the back. The food dislodged from your throat, landing back on to the plate and your eyes widen in horror at what you’ve done in front of all of your friends.

Standing up abruptly in your seat, you felt your eyes burn as your face flooded with embarrassment. With a sharp turn of your heels, you picked up your lunch tray, quickly walking over to the side of the cafeteria and dumping away your uneaten lunch and then speed walking out of the hall.

You felt your eye water out of sheer humiliation, ignoring the worried looks of students who walked past you as you now ran onto the field, dragging your arm quickly across your eyes to stop the tears falling.

Running on the grass, you slipped around the side of the main school building and onto the backfield, you made your way towards one of the biggest trees. Your foot caught on one of the tree roots, launching you forward as you fell onto your face, your hands barely catching you.

Feeling the tears falling out of your eyes, you decided to not get up, instead crying into the grass and possible bugs as you felt your day get worse and worse. It felt like such a task to go back to your friends, especially after pulling such a stunt like that. You could apologize, but that wouldn’t rid you of embarrassment so quickly.

You sniffled, lifting your head up slightly to rest it on your arm at a more comfortable angle, closing your eyes before you heard someone approach you. Their footsteps were rather light so you chose to stay on the grass, hearing some shuffling before they sat down, them pulling you up onto your knees and then pulling you backward.

They wrapped their arms around you in a back hug as you two stayed seated on the grass underneath the shade of the tree. You debated whether or not pulling away as you still didn’t know who this was, but decided against it when they buried their face into the side of your neck and breathed a small “Sorry.”

It was definitely Bakugou, although the soft tone was extremely unexpected after how rude and brash he had been all throughout the day.

“It’s not your fault,” you replied, rubbing your eyes before he lifted his arm and brought yours down by your side, trapping you in a tight hug. “What’s gotten you so out of character?” you asked. “It’s not like you to be affectionate.”

“Hmph,” he replied, his chin rested on your shoulder as he stared closely at you. You tilted your head to the side and peered back at him, waiting for a reply as you watched him open his mouth to speak, but then close it again.

After a short while, he finally replied. “Isn’t it normal to be affectionate towards the person you like?” he mumbled, a slight pink across his cheeks as he now refused to meet your gaze.

“Oh my god.” you squealed, turning around and hugging him back, whispering “shy Bakugou” to yourself repeatedly as you lay your head against his chest.

“I... I guess I’m sorry for being a shit to you recently,” he muttered, glaring at no one in particular as you watched his brows scrunch up.

You pursed in your lips in reply, lifting your head to stare at him as you pretended to ponder over his apology.

“Well, I guess you’re forgiven, after all, you are my boyfriend right?” you asked with a grin on your face.

“Right.” he smiled back.

Final a/n ; THIS IS SO OOC AND SHORT i’M SO SO SO SORRY reEEEE

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wiypt-writes · 4 years ago

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Stark Spangled Banner

One Shot: Phobias

Summary: Katie encounters an enemy FAR WORSE than anything she’s seen before. Can Steve saver her before it’s too late?

Pairings: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

Warnings: Language, Spiders, and a little bit of fluff

A/N: So this is a little one shot/drabble that came to me after my husband saved my life from a monster in the bathroom...

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Chapter 7

Stark Spangled Banner Masterlist // Main Masterlist

“SSSSTEEEEEEEEEVE!”

The scream made the glass of water in Steve’s hand slip to the point he almost dropped it. Placing it down with a slam on the coffee table he stood up and bolted down the hall towards his bathroom only to be met by Katie, who was in her bra and denim shorts hurtling towards him.

“What is it?” He frowned, instantly placing himself between her and the bathroom, looking at the door.

“In there.” She muttered, and as her hands gripped at his hips he could feel her shaking behind him.

“Someone’s in there?” He looked over his shoulder and down at her.

She shook her head, stuttering a little in fear. “I… just… I can’t…”

Steve was really puzzled now. Not a lot phased Katie Stark. She had fought alongside him in the battle of New York, facing off against God Knows how many Aliens. The year before she had tackled the Mandarin with her brother, then there was Loki in the Desert, countless missions with SHIELD, so what on Earth had got her so petrified, in his bathroom no less, that she was trembling behind him?

“Stay here.” He instructed, gently before he crept forward and stepped to the bathroom. The door was wide open and he could see or hear nothing. Frowning he looked behind the door, in the tall cupboard that housed his toiletries, towels, bedsheets etc… all clear. He was just about to ask her what the fuck was going on when a movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention. He glanced into the shower cubicle and there was the culprit.

“Jesus Christ sweetheart.” He groaned, with a somewhat exasperated sigh as he looked at the spider. “You nearly gave me a heart attack. I thought someone had broken in and was about to kill you.”

“Something did break in!” She squeaked back, still from her spot in the hall “It’s gonna eat me!” Steve rolled his eyes to himself. It was nothing more than a house spider. A fairly big one, he had to admit, but utterly harmless. Nevertheless, he knew Katie was petrified of the damned things. She had admitted to him post an incident with one on a Quinjet that she had woken up when she was three with one on her face and had been scared witless of them ever since.

“Katie, it’s not gonna hurt you.” he reasoned.

“I don’t care!” her voice was high pitched “Incy Wincy fucking Gorilla needs to leave” That did make him laugh. “Okay, Okay.” His chuckles died down. “I’ll sort it. Don’t panic.” Luckily for her, spiders fascinated Steve. He had always found their webs a thing of beauty, and in the army had often wandered the woods early in the morning to see them speckled with dew in the growing light of the sunrise or frost in the winter, sketching the particularly intricate ones he found. He bent down, scooped the arachnid in to his hands careful to keep it enclosed and headed back into the hall. “Where is..is it IN YOUR HANDS?” She shrieked, eyes wide as she backed away from him. “Why didn’t you kill it?” “I’m not gonna kill it!” he said, shaking his head “It isn’t his fault you’re scared of him.” “But…”

“Honey, it’s fine, I’m gonna let it go outside!” He tried hard not to laugh at the sheer look of disgust and horror on her face. “Just open the door for me ok?”

“Outside outside or like the hall way outside?” She said, looking at him. He paused for a moment, he had been thinking just the hall- it was a house spider after all. But he could hear her reaction already- I’ll just come back under the door…

“Outside outside.” he confirmed, and her shoulders visibly sagged as she exhaled and headed to the doorway. She opened it, then backed away from him to let him out. Giving her a smile he headed outside, spider safely contained in his cupped hands as he headed down the stairs to the main door of his apartment block. Using his foot to keep the door jarred open, he stooped down and gently let the spider go. It scurried off and he wiped his hands on his jeans before he took the three flights back up to his floor two steps at a time. Katie was in the kitchen, still in her bra and shorts, a glass of water in her hand. He leaned in the doorway looking at her for a moment, smile playing on his lips. Even when she was being absurd he loved her.

“You can stop looking at me like that.” she said to him.

“Like what?”

“Like you think I’m utterly ridiculous.

”Steve cut her off with a chuckle “You are utterly ridiculous.” he said, striding towards her to give her a hug. She let out a noise that was half chuckle, half groan as she pressed her face into his t-shirt. “But I love you, arachnophobia induced drama included.

”She stayed still, her cheek pressed into his chest as his hands gently held her close, palms warm on her bare back.

“Gonna go for my shower now.” She mumbled.

“Ok” he pressed a kiss to her head “You coming back out or going straight to bed?”

“Bed.”

“Alright, I won’t be far behind you.”

She smiled up at him, before she headed out of the room and he watched her go, her hips swaying gently as she walked.

The water was hot as Katie stepped underneath it. She hated being that petrified of something as stupid as a spider, she really did. Logically she knew it was daft, they were so small in comparison to her. Tony had constantly told her whenever he had to rescue her from the eight-legged-freaks, ‘they’re more scared of you than you are of them’, but that was utter bollocks. Frankly, she’d take fighting off ten men single handed against dealing with one of them.

With a sigh she washed her hair, turned the water off and then set about cleaning her teeth before she headed out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Steve was already in there and as she walked into the room he gently tossed a clean t-shirt onto the bed for her and she grinned. She loved sleeping in his shirts, for no reason other than they were his. And he loved the fact she loved to sleep in them for the same reason. He dropped a kiss to her cheek and told her he was going for a shower himself before he headed into the bathroom himself. She dried off, braided her hair before shrugging the T-shirt and settling down between the sheets of his bed. Steve returned a little under ten minutes later, chest speckled with drops of water he hadn’t dried off completely.

“Honey do you want a drink or anything?”

“No I’m good, Stevie, thanks.” She mumbled, eyes closed as she snuggled further into the bed. He dressed in a pair of sweats, leaving his chest bare- another thing he’d started doing since they’d been sharing a bed as Katie much preferred snuggling into him like that- and he began the usual routine of checking the doors and windows before he returned and slipped under the covers next to her. She let out a sigh and moved so that her head was lay on his chest, her hand gently tangling into the smattering of dark blonde hair that was there. He could tell she was wide awake, pondering something.

“What’s the matter?” he asked gently.

“Do you think I’m a dumbass, you know, because of the whole…spider thing? I know it’s ridiculous, but...”

Steve took a deep breath and moved so that he was led on his side, facing her. She pouted at being jostled off his chest and he smiled at the look of indignation on her face as he tucked a stray hand of hair behind her ear.

“Clowns.” he said gently.

“What? What has that got-“

“I hate them.” He gave a little shrug. “They freak me out. Big time. Can’t stand to look at them let alone be in the same room as them.” “So that’s why you don’t wanna watch IT.” She smiled softly “You’re scared of Clowns?” He nodded “Once when we were kids, there was a Carnival down at Coney. Bucky and I went in this like maze thing. Contained a load of mirrors and stuff…but the last room you went in was basically nothing but clowns, and you had no idea which one was the mirror and which one was the real thing.” He gave a shudder at the memory and he felt his girl’s hands warm on his chest. “Well, when the damned thing moved I had a complete melt down, asthma attack, you name it…”

“Why have you never told me this before?”

“Doesn’t do my Captain Badass image any good, does it?”

“And my spider phobia doesn’t do mine any good.” She chuckled a little. “Especially seeing as one of my best friend’s goes by the code name Black Widow.” He gave a little chuckle and wrapped his arms around her, as she turned over to get comfortable. He pulled her to him, her back pressing to his chest, and closed his eyes as he wrapped himself around her. She sighed, happy to bask in his warmth.

“Thank you for rescuing me” She mumbled and he gave a laugh that vibrated through his chest into her.

“Isn’t that what a man is supposed to do? Be his Dame’s Knight in shining armour?”

“Yeah but most Knights slay fire breathing dragons…” she said, before pausing slightly. “Oh God can u imagine? A fire breathing spider?” she shivered.

“Ok. Honey, now you’re being ridiculous again.” he said, eyes still closed.

“Hey, for all we know it could exist, like in the deepest, depths of Peru somewhere, just hasn’t been discovered…”

“Well, lucky for us we aint in Peru.” he said with a sigh, as he dropped a soft kiss to the back of her neck. “Now go to sleep.”

**** Chapter 8

#stark spangled banner #one shot #steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x ofc #steve rogers x original female character #Katie Stark #chris evans #chris evans characters

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lyranova · 4 years ago

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Pleasant Surprises

Hi guys~! So I know I was gonna post something with my OC before I posted another fanfic but I just finished this one and I’m so happy with it that I just had to post it now 🥺! It was supposed to be posted for valentines day lol. Hopefully you guys like it~!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,122

Warnings: None

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Charlotte was nervous. Very nervous. She was currently on her way to the Black Bulls hideout with a small box in her hands, today was a day she had been somewhat dreading yet at the same time very excited for. It was Valentine’s Day. Today was the day for couples to show their appreciation for each other, which made no sense to her since you’re supposed to show your significant other love and appreciation every day. But nonetheless her girls had gone out with their boyfriends and partners to celebrate and give them chocolates and other gifts. Which is exactly what Charlotte was going to do as well. The girls had somehow convinced her that today was the day to tell Yami how she felt, and she couldn’t really disagree, it was about time she finally told him.

So after all the girls had left she herself decided to head out and buy chocolates, even though Charlotte wasn’t actually sure if he liked chocolate, so to be on the safe side she also bought a bottle of wine. She was sure he’d at least like one of them. Hopefully. Charlotte looked up as the Black Bulls hideout came into view, her heart beginning to race as she walked closer and closer to the door.

‘What if he doesn’t like either one? What if he isn’t here? What if he rejects my confession?’ Charlotte’s mind raced the closer she got, every fiber of her being screaming at her to turn around and run back to her headquarters. But, she pushed all those thoughts away and held her head up high as she stood in front of the door. She was going to confess today, otherwise, she never would. With that thought in mind she firmly knocked on the door and waited.

‘That’s strange,’ Charlotte suddenly thought with a frown. ‘It’s very quiet.’ She listened very carefully and found she was correct, there wasn’t a single sound from inside the base. Which was unusual. Normally the hideout was very loud and rambunctious, a wall or two would have already been broken by the time she had made it to the door. Charlotte smoothed out her blue and white dress before knocking on the door again, but this time much louder. She looked around, the sun was beginning to set, she had left the winery much later than she had anticipated so it was probably around 6 or 7 o’clock in the evening by now. Charlotte let out a small defeated sigh.

‘He must’ve gone out with someone else. I should’ve known better than to come here, how stupid can you be Charlotte!’ She scolded herself as she began to turn around and head back home when she suddenly heard the door open.

“ Sorry I was in the can, what’d you wa- oh.” Yami began before realizing it was Charlotte who was knocking. “ Hey there Prickly Princess, what’re you doing all the way out here?” He asked as he leaned against the door frame, she turned around and swallowed the lump in her throat. How was it he was able to make being sexy look so easy?

“ U-Uh...um well,” Charlotte started nervously, she quickly hid the bottle of wine and box of chocolates behind her so Yami wouldn’t see. “ I uh...came here to see you actually.” She finished softly as a soft blush shone on her cheeks and she looked down at her shoes.

“ Ok, did something happen?” He asked her with a small frown. It was very unlike her to just suddenly show up.

“ Oh no nothing happened. Not that I’m aware of anyway.” She said quickly, knowing her luck though, they would suddenly be called away and she would have to hold off confessing to him. Again. “ But I did have something to give you.”

“ Ok what is-.” Yami began to ask when suddenly Charlotte shoved two items into his chest, he blinked and held them. It was a bottle of expensive wine and a box of chocolates. To say he was confused was a bit of an understatement. “ Uh, did one of your girls ask you to deliver these?” He asked, confusion in his voice as well as on his face.

“ N-No of course not! They’re...they’re from me!” Charlotte told him, her face becoming even more red than what it already was. She had her arms crossed and wouldn’t look him in the eye.

“ From you?” Yami repeated as he looked from the items in his hands to her and back again. He had known today was Valentine’s Day because his squad had all gone out to celebrate. But didn’t women usually give these to the guys they were interested in? So why would Charlotte be giving him these? Oh. Oh! He blinked as it finally dawned on him. ‘She was trying to confess her feelings for me!’

“ W-Well now that I’ve delivered those items, I should be going.” Charlotte suddenly announced as she turned to walk away.

“ Hey Charlotte,” Yami called after her, she turned to look at him. “ Y’know, it’d be a real shame to have to drink this all by myself.”

“ You could always share it with Vanessa or someone else.” Charlotte told him with a shrug, clearly she didn’t get the hint. He rubbed the back of his head a little nervously.

“ I don’t want to drink with Vanessa or anyone else, I want to drink it with you.” He told her a very small blush creeping onto his cheeks, he looked at her long enough to see his statement had surprised her before he looked away again. “ So why don’t you come in and have a glass or two? We can just talk and hang out.” He muttered before suddenly seeing movement out of the corner of his eye. What happened next completely shocked him.

Charlotte had suddenly rushed up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him firmly. Yami was stunned but quickly recovered enough to wrap his arms around her waist and kiss her back. He took note that her lips were just as soft as rose petals, which didn’t really surprise him that much considering her magic and how much she resembled a rose. Just as suddenly as she had kissed him she pulled away.

“ That sounds like a good idea captain Sukehiro.” Charlotte said with a smile, she pulled the bottle of wine out of his hand and walked past him into the hideout. Yami let out a soft chuckle before turning around and following her inside. This woman was full of surprises and honestly?

He wouldn’t have her any other way.

Hopefully you guys enjoyed this I had so much fun writing it! If not I’m sorry I’ll try to do better next time, but thank you for reading and I hope you all have a good day 💕~!

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jungshookz · 5 years ago

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OMG UNI YOONGI TALKING TO LISA TO MAKE OC JEALOUS BUT Y/N GETS A LIDDOL UPSET BC LISA'S SO PRETTY AND SO PLAN BACKFIRES AND YOONGI IS LIKE OHNO

➺ pairing; min yoongi x reader

➺ genre; uni!yoongiverse!!!!! if u want to read something that’ll make your heart happy then you just struck gold

➺ wordcount: 6.4k

➺ summary; yoongi’s plan to make you jealous doesn’t go exactly as he’d expected.

➺ what to expect; “i’m y/n y/l/n, my student ID is 10120200, and today i will be discussing the neurobiology behind the complicated mask of romantic attraction.”

➺ optional reading: not necessary but feel free to read some other drabbles from the uni!yoongiverse!

➺ note; okay so thiS was originally how y/n and yoongi got together in the first place but before i had a chance to finish it i ended up writing that christmas mistletoe drabble instead!!! but i still wanted to share this version with u guys :-) also i am the worst at finding the source for gifs but i found it off here!! and the info used in this drabble is from this website!! ok i’m shutting up now happy reading!!!

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yoongi is not used to this

and by this he means you

and by you he means he doesn’t understand why you don’t seem to be as into him as much as he’s into you and it’s weird because (not to toot his own horn or anything) he thinks he’s preTTy good at wrapping people around his dainty pinky finger and it just doesn’t seem to be working with you!!

did that sentence even make any sense??

does anything even make any sense anymore????

“-i guess, to answer your question, i don’t really know what to do which is weird because i’m usually pretty confident with everything that i do. you know?” yoongi sighs and shakes his head

the cashier blinks owlishly at him

all she asked him was ‘how are you doing today?’

“so… are you going to order anything or…?

yoongi clears his throat before turning to glance at the very long line of impatient university students wanting their daily fix of caffeine

see????

look what you’ve doNE TO HIM

you’ve broken him and he doesn’t know how to fix himself!!

“…one medium iced vanilla cold brew, please.”

yoongi stares blankly into space as he slurps up the remainder of his coffee

he shakes the cup around a little and the ice rattles inside

“good morning!”

yoongi looks up and nods in acknowledgement as lisa plops down next to him

anyone who’s said that you can’t be friends with your ex obviously didn’t have a meaningful relationship with them

because yoongi and lisa are doing just fine!

they take a history course together

he didn’t actually knoW they were in the same class until he was (very) late to class one day and the only seat left was next to her and he thought that if he didn’t sit next to her the next class that that would open up a whole can of worms that he definitely did noT want to open up (“how come you’re not sitting with me anymore? is it because we used to have sex and now you can’t look me in the eye without thinking about how you broke up with me and your reason was ‘i don’t know, i just feel like we’re… not a great couple’?”)

but the point is

they get along great!

they don’t hang out outside of class but they get along inside of class which is what matters

“shit, did you happen to get the notes from the last slide? i missed some of the last bullet points-“ lisa grabs yoongi’s notebook and huffs when she sees that all he has on this page are some half-assed notes and a lot of doodles “you are of no use to me.”

“it’s all part of my charm, baby.” yoongi sighs and leans back against the squeaky seat

“i have no idea what i saw in you in the first place.” lisa mumbles to herself as returns her attention to the screen

“oh, babe… you’re making me blush!” yoongi coos before giving her a little punch on the shoulder

“you’re making me want to jump off a cliff- and don’t touCH me-“

and all of a sudden

it hits him

he knows what to do to get you to talk to him!!

he’s spent the last forty minutes of class thinking about your cuTe face and how he’s going to get closer to you but something about what lisa said just inspired him

actually it had nothing to do with what lisa said

it had more to do with her presence and her subtle reminder that they used to date

he needs a catalyst of some kind

he needs to.,.,., to catalyse yoU!

(he learned that word from chemistry but he’s not sure if he’s using it correctly he’ll have to fact-check that with u)

yoongi nudges lisa’s side and she scowls before nudging him back harder

“oW- cut it out-“ yoongi grumbles and swats at her hand

“you started it-“

“will you just shut up-“

“yoU shut up-“

“i need your help with something.” yoongi hisses as he begins to scribble the plan down on his notebook so that lisa can read it instead of him having to whisper it to her in its entirety

he’s not very useful to her but she’s about to be very useful to him

he now knows exactly what to do

>:-)

“if you keep bouncing your leg like that i won’t hesitate to slice it off with this flimsy wooden pathetic excuse of a knife.” jimin leans over to poke the tip of the dull knife into your forearm and you huff before whacking his hand away

“i can’t help it, you knoW i get jumpy when i’m nervous.”

god

you feel itchy

is it hot in here??

or is it just you??

hopefully your armpits aren’t sweaty

nothing kills the mood more than swampy pits

am i right ladies

“y/n, you know he likes you back-“

“no, actually, i don’t know that.” you shake your head before leaning over to peek at the entrance of the cafeteria doors again “he’s never explicitly stated that he likes me back so i can’t just go around-“

“he doesn’t need to tell you! he- he literally spooned you in the middle of class aND he made me give up being your partner for the presentation so that he could be your partner instead.” jimin raises a brow when you look back at him

“…and your point is?”

he groans quietly and rolls his eyes

how can someone so smart be so stupid at the same time

here’s what’s happening

you think you’re finally going to do something about your feelings for yoongi (gross)

and the thing is, you actually weren’t planning on doing anything today because you like to plan things out in advance but somehoW jimin convinced you that this would be a good idea

anyways

you’re going to ask yoongi if he’d like to join you (and jimin) for lunch!

it’s not a big step but at least it’s somEthing

and it’s not like asking him to sit with you at lunch is you professing your undying love for him

it’s just lunch!

maybe if you’re lucky, when he sits down next to you, you can scooch in closer so that the side of your leg is touching the side of his leg

and if you’re extra lucky, maybe he won’t move away from you when you do that

:’)

you perk up when you see yoongi step into the cafeteria and your heart skips a beat when the two of you make eye contact for a brief second before he’s looking away and joining the line

alrighty

that’s your cue!

“alright-“ you slide out of the booth and wipe your clammy hands on the back of your jeans “wish me luck!”

jimin shoots you a thumbs up before reaching over to steal one of the watermelon cubes out of your fruit cup

okay

this’ll be fine

you’ll be greAt

all you have to do is ask yoongi if he wants to come and sit with you

…but you can’t just ask him without saying hi

so say hi first

you know what

you should’ve practiced this in your head before getting up and leaving the safety of the table

but now it’s too late to turn back because you’re already halfway to yoongi and you can’t just tuRn back because you know he saw you and he’s going to think it’s weird if you stopped and whipped around halfway through your somewhat confident stride towards him

damnit

daMNIT

okAY what are you going to say??

hi yoongi… how are you?

nO no that’s oddly polite

hi yoongi… what are you going to order?

nope not that either

hi yoongi… chemistry, am i right? how are your slides for the presentation coming along? i noticed some of your facts were a bit broad so i made some comments on the side to help-

??? hoW do you steer the conversation from there?? NERD

hi yoongi… what’s up with the meatloaf here?? what’s in this mystery meat?? i guess that’s why they call it a mystery! hAh

…ok that one was just weird

and just as you’re a couple feet away from yoongi, that’s when you notice that he’s not alone

nope

because he’s engaging in what looks like vEry friendly conversation with another girl

“yoongi, cut it out, you dweeb!” she giggles before giving his arm a gentle slap (her hand lingers on his arm for a good three!!! seconds) and yoongi raises his hands in defence

???????

who is this stranger??

who is this stranger and why is she touching yoongi like she’s noT a stranger???

and why isn’t yoongi acting like she’s a stranger???

“what?? i’m just saying!!”

he turns his head slightly and the two of you make eye contact yet agaIn

your eyes widen in panic

oh god

well now you definitely can’t ask him to sit with you at lunch

not when he’s talking to a literal godDESS

god!!! look at her!!!!

her hair is so long and silky and she has that whole ‘is she sexy or is she cute’ vibe going on and woW that eyeliner is impeccable

you look like you have raccoon eyes compared to her eye makeup

…you look like a raccoon compared to her

he’s obviously going to sit with her!!!!!!!

mission abort

MISSION ABORT

you immediately swerve and head towards the vending machine

okay

that didn’t go toO badly right

was your swerve smooth?

hopefully it seemed like it was a natural movement to suddenly make a JAGGED turn to the right

you know what

this is a sign

you and yoongi are not supposed to be a thing and that was a sign directly from God himself

you feel your face heating up a little when another realisation hits you

you thought yoongi liked you back and it seems that he doesn’t… and even if he did like you back, you waited too long to do something about it and he’s obviously moved on

suRe, you’ve been going around saying that you’re pretty sure yoongi doesn’t like you back and it’s not a big deal because it’s expected, why would he like me? but you only kept saying that because you wanted it to be wrong

you wanted yoongi to prove you wrong

and he moved on because you were taking too frickin long to decide what you wanted to do with him

…and you didn’t even bring any change with you so you can’t even get a bag of chips to make you feel beTTER

“i… i’m sorry, but what the hell was that?” jimin snorts as soon as you take a seat at the table and you clear your throat before shrugging

“an effort was made… and… the result came out inconclusive! so… it’s whatever.”

jimin leans over to the side a little to peek past you at yoongi who just wrapped an arm around whatever-her-name-is’ shoulders

and then he notices yoongi glancing back a little in your direction

…fascinating.

“y/n…” jimin sighs as he sets his fork down, “yoongi likes you. you know he does. everyone knows he does! you’d have to be blind to noT see how into each other you two are.”

“you’re just saying that because you’re my friend.” you sulk as you slump against your arm

“i’m saying that because it’s true, you idiot.” jimin frowns and reaches over to give the top of your head a pat, “use that big brain of yours and think about it!”

okay fine

you’ll use your stupid big brain to think about stupid yoongi and your stupid crush on him

the other week in class you were pretty bummed out because you had forgotten to bring your snack with you and you were looking forward to it all day (you slathered some strawberry jam on some crackers and made little sandwiches) and after you briefly mentioned it to yoongi (after he asked u ‘what’s a saD girl like u doing in a sad place like this’) he went quiet for a second or two before picking up his backpack and leavinG the lab

and you were very confused because class was literally starting and he just walked out like it was no big deal

you were about to get up and chase after him to bring him back but once the professor started the lecture you were pretty much bolted down to your stool

when he came back ten minutes later (thankfully the professor was playing a video for the class so yoongi was able to sneak in without being noticed) you were very surprised when he plopped a crumpled up wad of napkins(??) in front of you

“thank you for the… garbage?” you whisper as you use the back of your pencil to poke at it

“open it up.” yoongi points to the top of it and- oH okay it’s like a little parcel of some kind

it just looked like garbage to you

you reach over to unwrap the parcel and your brows knit together when you-

oOh!!!!! oh!!!!!! crackers!!!! cracker sandwiches with strawberry jam oozing out the sides!!!!!!

“have i ever told you about how much the lunch ladies love me?” yoongi grins and wiggles his eyebrows before pushing the crackers closer to you “bon appétit, m’lady.”

you perk up a little and jimin looks over at you in interest

wait a second

if yoongi didn’t like you back then he probably wouldn’t have gone out of his way just to get you a couple crackers and jam

what else has he done?

in class he always leans over to doodle on your notebook and even when you tell him to cut it out he never does

but is that flirting?

how about when he compliments your scrunchies or your socks or little things like that?

is that flirting or is that just him being nice???

okay

what about this one

how about when he walks you to class and insists you give him a kiss on the cheek as payment?

you immediately shoot straight up from the table and jimin jumps in surprise

jesus chriSt

he didn’t sign up to sit with a jack-in-the-box today

“yoongi likes me!” you gasp and jimin resists the urge to roll his eyes

“look who finally came to their senses-“

yoongi likes you!!

a lot

like a LOT

and you like yoongi a lot too!!!!

so you have no idea why you’re acting the way that you are

part of it is because he’s being kind of flirty with someone else but the other part of it is…

it’s just that you have no idea why every time he brings up the question of ‘so… what are we?’ you immediately panic and sputter out some lame excuse about how you have some work to catch up on but i’ll catch you later!!

oh god

the smile drops from your face

do you have commitment issues??? is that it??

“is it working? do you think it’s working?” yoongi forces a smile on his face to make it seem like he’s still very interested in what lisa is saying and she peeks over his shoulder before shaking her head

“i think your plan was a failure from the start anD i think we should’ve gone with my plan if you really wanted to make her jealous-“

“i’m not gonna make out with you in front of y/n-“

“well, she’s not even paying attention to us anymore. her back’s facing us.”

yoongi whips around so fast that he nearly gives himself whiplash and his shoulders droop when he realises that lisa’s right

damnit

he really thought his plan was going to work!! he thought it was foolproof!!!

obviously not because here he is

looking like a grade A foOL

“you sure you’re okay?” jimin nudges your arm as the two of you throw out your scraps and wrappers

after your whole ‘yoongi likes me!!!’ moment, you were pretty happy for like 3 seconds and then you started spiralling into a whole self-pity ‘i might have commitment issues’ thing which eventually led you back to ‘yoongi could never like someone like me… no wonder he’s off eating lunch with someone else…’ and jimin was fully ready to rip his hair out

one step forward and a miLLion steps back

anyways

you were pretty quiet for the remainder of lunch which wasn’t a huge surprise because you dO have the tendency to get a little mopey when things don’t go your way (but in your defense, who wouldn’t get mopey??)

like one time when you were assigned the topic of comparing and contrasting influential leaders during the WWI era for a history essay when you were really hoping to be assigned the topic of the impact of propaganda

you were so bummed out that you basically just leaned on jimin for the entire period of lunch without saying anything

and now it looks like it’s happening again!!!

you know what

you can’t go in circles like this for the rest of your life

this time you’re not just being mopey and pitying yourself

this time you think you’re actually going to do something about the issue (juSt like how you should’ve gone to your prof to fight for that propaganda essay)

you feel ridiculous!!

you can’t go on beating yourself up over something that you can kiNd of control!!!

you know that you wanna be with yoongi officially

you know that there’s a mutual attraction between the two of you

and most importantly you want to be able to call him your boyfriend and not just a classmate that you sometimes flirt with and all-the-times fantasise about holding hands with

you’re finally ready to sit him down and tell him you definitely like him and that you definitely want to be with him and you are noT about to let him slip away this easily!!

seeing him with someone else lit a fire under your ass

…and you know exactly how you’re going to handle this.

to say the least

yoongi is.,,.,..,

concerned

very, very concerned

he hasn’t spoken to you in like three days and he’s pretty sure you’re avoiding him

and he knows this because the other day after you came out of class and saw him standing there waiting for you (like he usually does) you immediately diverted your gaze and attempted to hide behind a bunch of people before disappearing down the opposite end of the hallway

and then when he walked into class to go and sit next to you like he always does he was very surprised to see that jimin had reclaimed his spot next to you

…and if those aren’t signs of you avoiding him/being upset with him he doesn’t know what is!!

if anything he thought the whole lisa plan was going to get you all riled up and jealous which was something that he will openly admit to vEry much wanting to see because let’s be real seeing someone get jealous is always a little hot

but instead it seemed to have upset you and possibly hurt your feelings which was the complete opposite of what yoongi wanted and now he doesn’t know what to DO

usually he’s the one that does the avoiding! whenever he gets into little riffs with girls (most of the time they’re upset about him not texting and/or calling back which he admits is his fault and he could’ve handled those situations more maturely but that’s not the point) all he has to do is like smile at them in class and they immediately forgive him because he has a greAt smile

also usually it’s other people who are trying to make him jealous!!! so it’s pretty weird that hE was the one trying to make someone jealous!!!

he doesn’t like the taste of his own medicine

it’s bitter and he can’t get it out of his mouth

he-

yoongi jumps when his phone buzzes in his back pocket

from: nerdzilla [1:58pm] - Yoongi, can you come to lecture hall A in the maple building right now?

huh

okay

it looks like you’re no longer avoiding him which he supposes is a good sign

…but nothing good can ever happen in a lecture hall

“there you are! i was worried you got lost.” you smile lightly as yoongi steps into the lecture hall looking very out of place

“what’s… uh, what’s going on?” yoongi raises a brow as he makes his way down the steps

“take a seat and it’ll all make sense soon.” you gesture for him to sit near the front before turning to make sure everything’s hooked up and ready to go

yoongi lets out a sigh as he plops down in one of the seats

a moment of silence goes by before he decides that he should probably be the first one to speak up and at least trY to smooth things over

but before he even opens his mouth you’ve already dimmed the lights in the auditorium anD attached a mini microphone to your sweater

you clear your throat before stepping forward a little bit

“i’m y/n y/l/n, my student number is 10120200, and today i will be discussing the neurobiology behind the complicated mask of romantic attraction.” you swallow your nerves after introducing the presentation before clicking to the next slide

what in the world

what is happening

yoongi looks around at the empty auditorium before looking back at you

he still doesn’t know if you’re mad or upset or mupset and if this is just how you process your emotions but maybe he’ll just sit back and relax for now

“now, in order to understand brain chemistry, we need to understand the different chemicals that are involved in the process of romantic attraction. there are four hormones that are important when it comes to understanding love - cortisol, dopamine, norepinephrine, and serotonin. we’ve actually discussed these hormones in class, so if i, say, asked you what cortisol is, you would say…” you trail off and turn to face yoongi and he immediately straightens up

he didn’t think he’d be teSted during whatever the hell this is but okay

you reviewed all of these terms with him for the last quiz so you’d be more than disappointed if he’d already forgotten about them

“if you asked me what cortisol was, i would say…” yoongi narrows his eyes slightly before pursing his lips

why is he sweating all of a sudden

he’s nervous

why does he feel like he’s in cLASS

this ain’t right!!! this was a trick!!!!

“cortisol.” yoongi mumbles as his fingers drum anxiously against his kneecap, “court-isol… courting a mate… courting someone can be stressful- ooh, cortisol is the steroid that is released when we’re stressed!” yoongi claps his hands together and grins widely when you nod proudly before turning back to look at the slide

hAH

he’s still got it

“so, in short - cortisol is a stress hormone, dopamine seeks out pleasure, norepinephrine makes you highly excitable, and serotonin is a mood stabiliser. when you’ve got a crush on someone, your serotonin drops as your cortisol levels increase, which then makes your brain pump out dopamine, which produces norepinephrine.” you turn to look at yoongi to make sure he’s still paying attention and he now looks moRe lost than he was before “do you get it?”

“i… can you repeat that? but in a completely different way? and with different words? significantly easier, simpler words?”

“i mean… i thought i’d already explained it in pretty simple terms-“

“in whAT universe was that simple???”

“okay, what about this- basically, when you’re in the process of falling for someone, all of the hormones that make you anxious and energetic are super duper high while the one that keeps you stable is super duper low.”

“thank you. you should know by now that you have to explain things to me like that.” yoongi snorts before leaning back against the chair and kicking his legs back up and flicking his wrist “alright, you have my permission to carry on.”

you roll your eyes playfully before turning back to face the screen

“there are approximately twenty commonly-reported thoughts, feelings, and behaviours that are associated with falling in love, but in the interest of time, i’m just going to be covering three.”

yoongi (bless his heart) is still trying to figure out what the point of all of this is but is struggling a little because he’s also trying to focus on this presentation of your at the same time

meanwhile, you’re pretty close to pissing yourself on stage because you’ve never confessed your feelings for anyone before and you hate that you can’t decipher the meaning behind yoongi’s poker face

is he playing along??? is he just letting you go through with this presentation even though he already knows what you’re hinting at???

or is he actually confused and has nO idea what he’s doing here??? does he think you’re wasting his precious time????

“number one: intrusive thinking.” you interrupt your internal ramble as you switch to the next slide, “when we’re in the process of falling for someone, our levels of serotonin drop significantly.” you pause and whip around to face yoongi, "remind me again what serotonin is?”

yoongi’s eyes widen slightly

uh-oh

he’s being put on the spot agaIN??

god

is it too late to drop out of this class?????

“uh… can i get a pass on this one?”

you frown

u literally just said what serotonin was like three seconds ago

he’s so bad at listening!!!! no wonder he needs your help all the time!!!

“serotonin is a mood stabilizer, so it makes you feel…“

“calm!!! and in control!!! and- and stabilized!!” yoongi spRings up from his seat with a raised hand before bouncing up and down

“there we go.” you smile lightly when yoongi gives himself a pat on the back

he’s so cute when he’s proud of himself :-(

“anyways - serotonin stops the triggering of obsessive-compulsive behaviour. however, when the level of dopamine is larger than the level of serotonin, that means you don’t have as much control over your obsessive thoughts and behaviours, which is why when you… have a crush on someone, they’re on your mind all the time.” you clear your throat when you feel a little tickle at the back of your throat

it’s almost like your body is rejecting the idea of u telling yoongi u like him and trying to tell you to sTOP STOP STOP but it’s waaaay too late to stop now

“you find yourself checking your phone all the time to see if they texted you back. when you get an assignment back, your first thought isn’t ‘hey, i did a good job!’ like it usually is, and instead it’s ‘hey, i wonder if they did a good job too!’. they’re the first thing you think about when you wake up and the last thing you think about before you fall asleep. and it’s… weird, having this person take up so much space in your mind, it’s like… thinking about not thinking about them makes you think about them even more?”

“…thinking about not thinking about them makes you… ah, okay, i understand. got it!” yoongi shoots you a uncharacteristically dorky double thumbs up and you can’t help but snort

“number two: a change in priorities.” you click to the next slide

maybe it’s a good thing that yoongi hasn’t caught on yet

you’re actually starting to enjoy giving this presentation even if it’s not for marks and doesn’t count towards any of your grades whatsoever

“the active hormone in this case would be dopamine. which is…?” you turn to look at yoongi and the smile immediately drops from his face

have you not learned that he is incapable of answering questions on the spot like this???

“dopamine… makes you… feel dope. therefore… dopamine… is… it makes you feel… good…”

okay you’re going to be here all afternoon if you keep picking on yoongi like this

“how about you just…sit back and relax?” you offer yoongi a sheepish smile, “i promise i won’t ask you any more questions.”

yoongi’s shoulders visibly droop and he lets out a breath of relief before leaning back against the seat

thank GOD because he’s really not sure how much more information he can pull out of his ass

“so, dopamine makes you seek out pleasure-“

“which is basically what i said-“

“as i implied earlier, a spike in dopamine is involved with having intrusive thoughts. a change in priorities has a lot to do with this spike, because you’ll try pretty much anything to get to the reward that can bring you pleasure - obviously this reward i’m talking about is the person i’m crushing- i- i mean, the person that you- the person that one has a crush on.” you stammer before reaching up to scratch the back of your neck

ooh boy

we’re falling off the rails a little here

yoongi raises a brow

he’s never seen you get so twitchy before

especially not when you’re giving presentations because you literally live laugh loVE to give presentations

last week you showed him a presentation of all the things you ate over the weekend and it was actually surprisingly informative and entertaining

“um… so… right! a change in priorities. for example, even if you hated something like skateboarding - and i’m talking really, reaLLy hated - you might suddenly be super cool with giving it a go!” you shrug before unconsciously brushing your fingers over your scratched up elbows that resulted from yoongi trying to teach you how to skateboard a couple weeks ago

yoongi’s brows knit together in deep thought as the gears click-click-click away in his head

why are you giving this presentation in the first place? what’s the whole purpose of it? why this subject in particular? how come no one else is here with-

yoongi perks up in his seat when it hits him

suddenly every single detail about this peculiar situation rushes over him like a tidal wave

…the neurobiology behind the complicated mask of romantic attraction…

…what is cortisol?? cortisol is a stress hormone that is released when ur courting a mate…

…’hey, i wonder if they did a good job!’ instead of ’hey, i did a good job!’…

…really, really hate skateboarding… suddenly willing to give it a go…

“-and finally, having an intense increase in energy!” yoongi snaps out of his whirlpool of thoughts when you suddenly clap your hands together, “dopamine - which, hopefully you’ll remember increases when you feel desire and arousal for someone - produces norepinephrine, which is the hormone associated with feelings of excessive energy and restlessness!”

you start pacing around on the stage with your hands on your hips

“like, usually you have a pretty good sleep schedule of 9pm to 7am, but suddenly, all because of this person, you suddenly have the ability to stay up for the entire night thinking about him a-and his stupid face and the fact that he has you wrapped around his pinky finger and somEhow you’re still able to survive the next day without crashing and burning!”

a smirk slowly begins to form at yoongi’s lips when he finally processes what exactly is happening

maybe his lisa plan worked after all

you like him

this is you telling him that you like him and you know what he has to give you a little more credit for using your skills to your advantage

look at you and your cute little ‘i love you’ presentation!!!!

adorable!!!!

just as he’s about to get up and interrupt your vEry passionate rant about how important it is to get a solid eight hours of sleep a night, the projector suddenly glitches and the screen goes black

“one night, i only got like three hours of sleep but what i’m tryINg to say is that-“ your neck nearly snaps from how quickly your head whips around when the screen flickers to black

oh shooT

out of all the times for the damn projector to glitch!!!!!

just as you were about to reach your conclusion!!!!!

fRICK

“sorry, give me a second.” you hold a finger up before jogging over to the little desk where your laptop is

this is why you hate all this bluetooth apple TV nonsense

the projectors always disconnect at the worst times

it’s just not a reliable way to present something!!

it takes a couple seconds for the projector to catch up to your laptop but when you see the concluding slide pop up on the screen you let out a sigh of relief

maybe you should stop talking about your sleep schedule and just jump straight into the conclusion because you honestly don’t even know what you’re talking about anymore

see!!!! look what yoongi’s done to you!!!!!

you’re usually very good at improvising presentations and now you’re just shooting blanks!!!

whatever

just present your danG conclusion and get this over with u dummy

“in conclusion, the neurobiological process behind romantic attraction is quite evident wh- oh!”

the moment you whip around you don’t even get a chance to be surprised at the fact that yoongi is standing right behind you because the next thing you know he’s pulling you in for a kiss

as soon as his lips press against yours, your mind immediately goes blank and all you can hear is pure white noise (which you’re pretty sure is just your laptop fan whirring because it’s about to run out of battery)

yoongi reaches up to take your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger before tilting his head slightly to deepen the kiss when your hands suddenly grip at his hoodie

at first he wasn’t just going to throw himself at you like this but honestly you guys have played this game for far too long

and he’s wanted to kiss u for so long

unsurprisingly, you’re the first one who pulls away (yoongi would 110% spend the rest of the day making out with you on stage if it were up to him) and yoongi swipes his tongue over his bottom lip when he sees how flushed your cheeks have gotten and how swollen your lips are

all that from a little bit of kissing?

…goD that’s so frickin cute

“you-“ your voice cracks slightly and he can’t help but grin because it hits him that the only thing that can make you stutter like this is hiM- “i wasn’t- i wasn’t done with- with my conclusion.” you whisper

wha-

huh

okay

out of all the responses in the world he definitely wasn’t expecting that

well, that’s not true

as he’s mentioned before, you are very passionate about your presentations so maybe he should’ve expected this

“oh! uh, yeah, i’m sorry-“ yoongi quickly takes a step back and raises his hands in defence “sorry. what were you saying?”

you turn away so that your back faces yoongi and you mouth a silent ‘oH MY GOD-‘ to yourself

oh my god

oh my GOD!!!!!

oh myg od????

omg

like u literally don’t know what else to say besides oh my god

no thoughts head empty

“in conclusion, the neurobiological process behind romantic attraction is quite evident when i’m talking about the way that i feel… about… well, about you.” you spin back around to face yoongi and feel your heart skip a beat when he smiles widely before bursting into laughter

what the-

why is he laughing??????

that was supposed to be a sweet moment????

that was supposed to be the part in the movie where the audience goes ‘awww’!!!!!!

so what the heLL is he hee-hawing aboUT

“i’m sorry, i just-“ yoongi covers a hand over his mouth and lets out a snort, “i cannot believe how much i like you-“

“oh, well, great! that makes me feel sO good about myself-“ you feel your face grow red as you throw your hands up in the air

“no, no, not like that! i-“ yoongi wipes a tear from his eye as he makes his way towards you, “you… you’re a dork, y/n y/l/n. you know that?”

“…every time you open your mouth to speak i begin to like you less and less-“

“you’re the biggest dork on this planet and i am so, utterly, obsessed with you.”

…to be honest that was like an insult and a compliment wrapped into one so you’re not quite sure how to interpret it buT-

“so you… like me back?” your stomach flutters when yoongi places his hands on your waist to pull you in

“of course i like you back!” he reaches up to flick your forehead and you immediately let out a yelp, “god, i thought you were supposed to the smarter one out of the two of us-!“

he pauses to give u a little kiss on your forehead because he might have flicked u harder than intended

“and can i just say… i love it when you talk nerdy to me.”

“oh, god, get awaY from me-“ you immediately let out a groan before rolling your eyes

he’s so annOYING

“aw, come on! what’s the matter?” yoongi laughs when you shove him off and turn away from him “i’m hot for teacher-“ he growls playfully as he grabs your hips from behind before pulling you back in towards him

“you are the absolute worsT-“ you whine as you feel your back bump against his front

his arms slink around your waist as he props his chin up on your shoulder “i don’t know about you but mY serotonin levels are like, bouncing off the walls right now-“

“that doesn’t even make any sense, yoongi! it’s like you weren’t even paying attention to anything i was saying at aLL-“

“sure i was! i paid enough attention to know about how much you loooOooOOVe mE-“

and for the record

yoongi will be more than happy to attend any of your future presentations if it means he gets to kiss you at the end of each one

:-)

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

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adoringeun · 4 years ago

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Lemon Drop Café

Welcome to the Lemon Drop Café! My name is Eunha, I'm the owner of this place. It's a blessing to have you visit my café, what would you like to order?

Inside the Lemon Drop Café

In this café we offer a variety of different food and drinks! Don't be fooled by the name of the shop, we sell all kinds of food and beverages here. We even have a special delivery service for everyone!

T H E B A S I C S

-> This is in no way affiliated with the Idol I potray to be. I am not claiming to be her nor do I say this is how she acts in real life. Everything here is purely fictional and is all for your entertainment only!

-> As of now, the café is only open for chatbots and chatbots only.

-> This is mostly a delivery service chatbot meaning there will be no plots introduced, yet!

-> A schedule is included in this post that says the days I accept reservations, delivery requests, and answer asks.

-> Daily positivity posts and health reminders will be posted!

-> I will sometimes pop in people's dms to drop of treats from me! I'll try my best to send everyone at least one treat so you all will hopefully get a smile out of it ^-^

-> A bulletin board will be posted every once in a while. What is this for? Well, it will act as a chatbot news for everyone. For example, person #1 and person #2 are now engaged! Let us congratulate the soon to be married couple. If you have any new information or news to share, feel free to message me and I will post about it!

-> This bulletin board will also act as a spread of awareness to everyone. Not only to Korean entertainment related news, but to the many things that are happening around the globe. (example is BLM petitions and such)

R E S E R V A T I O N S

-> Reservations are basically you reserving for a table at the café. This is a perfect way to have a nice date with your partner, hang out with your friends and bond with your family!

-> If you don't have anyone to go with, you can still reserve a table! Only difference is, I will be there to keep you company as I serve you your food or drinks. I can even maybe teach you the ways of the kitchen, if you're lucky enough.

-> Once your reservation has been accepted, a GC will be made and you along with the person/s you are bringing will be invited.

-> Be patient with Eunha as she can get very busy making orders and accepting reservations.

-> More details will be said once you have been invited to the GC.

HOW TO RESERVE A TABLE

-> You can send me a message (or an ask if that's what you prefer) saying you would like to book a table, please include how many people you will be coming with.

Example:

“Hello! I would like to reserve a table for 3 people thank you 😊❤”

-> Shortly after your request has been accepted, you will be made a GC.

-> A menu listing all the available food and beverages we have will be given to you (and the people you are with)

-> Do tell me when you are finished eating so I can hand you your bill and delete the GC.

D E L I V E R I E S

-> For deliveries, we have a lot of methods for you to choose from!

— Asks [💭]

> The ask delivery can only be used as a letter service. Meaning, I will send an ask to the person whom you want to send a letter to. You don't have to write a long paragraph for this. It can simply be a short “Good Morning!” or “How is your day today?”

— Submissions [💌]

> Submission deliveries are like asks but gifts included in them. Example is person #1 saying “Have a good day!” to person #2 with a lemon pie and a bouquet of sunflowers as a gift.

— DMs [📩]

> This is pretty much self explanatory as a lot of other bots have done this as well. I call this Private Deliveries. Private deliveries are like submission deliveries but are sent through dms. [TW//NSFW] This is the most recommended option if you were to send lingerie for your s/o, give them a new toy, etc.

— Post [📌]

> Deliveries through posts are the most common way to send someone something. It's more like the DM method but it's public. No further explanations needed.

-> We don't only offer food as gifts, you can pretty much send anyone anything! Just make sure it's not as complicated as; A caramel macchiato, three pumps of pumpkin spice, slight whip cream, a chocolate drizzle, and a cherry on top. Don't be those type of people.

HOW TO REQUEST FOR A DELIVERY

-> Send me an ask or a message that includes the listed below.

1.) The @ of the person/s you are giving the gift to.

2.) Whether you would want to be tagged or want to stay anonymous.

3.) Send the letter/gifts you want to give to that said person/s. If you don't have any pictures or gifs of the gift, it's okay! I will look for the pictures/gifs for you.

-> Before I send something, I will send screenshots of the post for confirmation that everything is correct.

-> Please do be patient when I don't complete your delivery as soon as possible. Admin is very busy but will be sure to go on with your request one she is free.

A D V I C E

-> Do you need ever need advice but don't know who uou should ask? Lucky for you, I'm here to give that needed advice! It can differ from life tips, health tips, relationship talks, pretty much anything!

-> All you have to do is send an ask or a message and i'll give the best advice I can give!

-> !!! : I am not saying that the advice I will give will 100% work. I will try and understand your situation and give you the best I can give. Please note that there is no guarantee that it'll work.

A D V I C E —S L I D E T W O—

-> This is for all the love birds out there!!

-> If you have a certain person that you like and want to ask them out on a date but have no idea where to go, I can give you some possible locations that will fit both you and person #2

-> Following what was said above, if you're going on a date and plan on confessing there, you can also ask me for tips on how you can confess!

-> For the long term couples here, if any one of you plan on proposing, I can help you set up and plan things.

-> If you're planning a wedding but don't know where to start, you can also hire me as your wedding planner! Since most weddings are held in discord now, I can help with setting up the server, thinking of themes, and overall the aesthetic of your special day.

-> I will make sure all parties are satisfied with the final product and have smiles on their faces once they see it.

-> All in all, I pretty much help with anything. Heck, you can even hire me as your babysitter! I'll make sure the child/children will have the time of their lives with me ^-^

-> All you have to do is hit me up in my dms or send an ask! Simple as that.

B U L L E T I N B O A R D

-> The bulletin board is one of the most important things I have included here.

-> It will include not only the latest chatbot news and K entertainment news but also news outside of the K-media!

-> I will post about the many things that have been happening recently. Those who have not been given justice yet, the brutality of the police, etc! There are a lot of topics that need to be covered, but not have been given enough light yet. My main goal for this is to bring peoples' attention to these so more people will be aware of the wrong doings others are doing to innocent lives.

-> As I respect everyone, I will be putting trigger warnings whenever I post so people will proceed with caution when they see the warnings.

-> If you don't want to be tagged, please do let me know! I don't want to post a sensitive topic and have some people frowning in front of their screens because of it triggering them. Send me an ask or a message and i'll take you off my taglist ^-^

-> Same goes for those who want to be tagged. Send me an ask or message anytime you like! Or even just reblog my post saying you want to be tagged in future posts :)

GOT ANY NEWS YOU WANT TO SHARE?

-> Send me a dm/an ask! From chatbot related news to petitions people can sign, anything you want! You can even send a submission if that is what you prefer doing.

E U N ' S S C H E D U L E

M O N D A Y : [Answering Asks, taking reservations, replying to dms, sending gifts]

T U E S D A Y : [Taking reservations, replying to dms]

W E D N E S D A Y : [ASK ONLY DAY!]

T H U R S D A Y : [Taking reservations, sending gifts]

F R I D A Y : [FREE DAY]

S A T U R D A Y : [ALL WORK DAY]

S U N D A Y : [ALL WORK DAY]

ALL WORK DAY – are days that I accept anything and everything from everyone. Meaning, everything is open and available (Reservations, advice giving, etc.)

FREE DAY – is a day where I only respond to important dms and reblog posts.

O T H E R I N F O

-> My asks aren't only open for requests and stuff, they are always open for anything!

-> I'm mostly active during the afternoon because I do work in the morning and at night.

-> Don't be afraid to message Eunha! She's always open and happy to make friends ^-^

-> My timezone is KST! (Korean Standard Time)

-> I will sometimes post “Inside Eun's Life” posts which are basically what and how I'm doing.

Credits to the person who made the idea of making chatbots, lots of love for you @yandereminholee!!

Special thanks to @your-roseanne and @floristluda for the inspiration!

Another special tag is @specialdeliveryforyou! Credits to them for starting the whole delivery service trend ^-^

And to @cherry-nayeon the OG café concept chatbot! All love and credits goes to her!!

Amazing people who you should also check out!

@mafia-minho @leextaeyong @5sosxseulgi @xiyeonnie @babyhj1sung @mafiajjh @mafiawyk @shinhaneul-oc @yoonhana @queenbeejessi @yourchungha @skaterchae @hunter-chaeyoung @og-aisha @sweetandsleepyjamie @fabricatedxkun @switchseola @seventeen-chatbot @mafia-chaeyoung @split-jiu @doll-hyunjin @wolfxhwasa @sub-chungha @chatwithchuu @bunjihyo @babieyuqi @domyeonjun @yvespunk @icyracer-chae @midari-jieun @peachyminju @yanderechenle @purgejaemin @spamnotes-cb @lovely-jisoo @amazingspiderhan @artsydahyun @xdomkangseulgixx @detectivexsicheng @yandere-lia @yanderetzuyu @time-for-confession @kittenjennie @urkai and more lovely people! ^-^

#Eunha #Jung Eunbi #gfriend chatbot #gfriend aesthetic #kpop chatbot #gfriend eunha #eunha aesthetic #chatbot #idol chatbot #kpop

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igotyouniverse · 4 years ago

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Breathe Me - Chapter 1 [nct vamp au]

Description: After dropping out of college and coming home for the first time in two years, 22-year-old Ava Lee gets caught up in a mystery surrounding the people she thought she knew for so long. Between friendship, affairs and true love the young women finds herself being pulled into a nightmare she would never wake up from.

Pairing: Oc x Taeyong , Oc x Johnny [several side-pairing involving Mark, Ten, Lucas and Jaehyun.]

Included Members: Taeyong, Johnny, Mark, Lucas, Ten, Jaehyun, Doyoung, Haechan (maybe more)

Genre: Drama, Romance, Angst, Action, Fantasy

Warnings: none (this chapter)

suggestive content, strong language, violence, blood, death. probably more, not sure yet (later chapters)

a/n: Here it comes! After years of procrestination I finally managed to write the very first (very boring) chapter of my vampire au with nct! Anyway, the main drama will start in the next chapter so stay patient and bear this one with me. It took me long enough, haha. All the warnings will be for later chapters so don't start reading if u dont feel like reading stuff like that qq If someone wants to get tagged please send me a message, ask, comment or whatever qq

I really hope you guys enjoy it, it was a very heavy birth. ♥

ch.2 || ch. 3

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The girl sighed deeply and took a look outside the small airplane window. She saw how the plane slowly drove into the prepared parking lot and felt how her level of anxiety rose with each second. Even though the flight was 18 hours long and her legs started to hurt she didn't want to stand up. Standing up meant for her to actually leave the plane, get her luggage and meet her family which would sooner or later lead to them asking all these questions. It wasn't like she didn't miss them.

She missed them very dearly. She missed the Sunday morning brunches with her neighbours, the movie nights where her dad would always pick out a movie because he'd pout if not, she even missed her little brother Mark bursting into her room without knocking and asking her some totally stupid questions. She missed catching up with her best friend. She missed all these sleepovers when all they had to worry about was who the cutest boy at school was and what they'll do together once they were adults. She craved for all these past memories. The last time she set foot onto this ground was two years ago at her very first spring break after leaving home, moving to a town thousand of miles away, not knowing anyone.

She heard a beeping noise which indicated that the passengers could stand up and get out but she waited. All of them seemed in such a hurry to leave the plane, grabbing their belongings, everyone trying to get out first which ended in a crowded queue inside of the plane. She stretched her legs as much as possible, not making the slightest move to stand up.

Her eyes wandered back to the window, allowing her to take a glance at the sky, she wished to be into again. It was still quite bright outside, even though it was nearly evening, the sun nearly blinding her when she looked up, leading her to cover her eyes with her hand. The sunsets were so different in the States than here, in South Korea. Her eyes tried to focus on the slowly fading sun, leaving the sky in beautiful pinks and oranges with just a hint of soft white clouds.

Her mind started to spin, thinking about all the things she had to explain to her family sooner or later. But for now she needed to stay positive and hide the fact that she – the oh-so-perfect – student managed to drop out of a university, her parents nearly went insolvent to pay for to allow their daughter to get the best medical education they could think of. At the beginning the girl actually thought that it was her biggest dream to become a famous surgeon but after a short while she had to face the ugly truth that the job she so desperately wanted to do as long as she could remember just wasn't her thing.

She tried so badly to keep on and thought that it's just a phase every young adult went through when they started university but every time she talked to her friends at university she saw that that wasn't exactly the case. Everyone was so focused and motivated to become a successful doctor or surgeon they underwent the torture of endless sleepless nights, insane pressure and the feeling of not being able to even cut an onion correctly, which the professor didn't even care to make better. Every day she got told that she would never be able to work in the medical field and could try herself with some more basic and easy studies. It didn't matter how hard she tried to remember all the lectures and do her assignments – she failed miserably at everything.

Of course, her family didn't know. She was way too afraid to burst the bubble her parents created around her, leaving her in that perfect, white spotlight, portraying her like some sort of angel on a pedestal for everyone to see. They loved to talk about her in front of everyone, telling them that she'd be a successful surgeon, working hard and publishing groundbreaking articles, making herself a name in the medical community. Maybe even getting some famous award. Everyone in that small town knew about the smart daughter who got into one of the best medical universities in the United States, who worked so hard she was barely home.

She couldn't bear to see the disappointment on their faces once they see what she really was – a failure. She managed to hide her dropping out of university so well, she created her web of lies carefully over the last year, she sometimes even believed what she was saying. But as soon as her alarm clock went off, remembering her to go to work at a small corner café to pay her rent and even save some money in case her parents might throw her out, she had to face real life again. The life in which she dropped out only one year after starting, loosing hundreds of thousands of dollars and leaving the incident in her resume forever.

She was glad she got a job in the café as it belonged to the parents of one friend she met at college, who managed to get in because of a scholarship. They allowed her to work as much as she could to save money and even helped her sometimes.

“Excuse me, Miss?”, a soft and gentle voice made the girl leave her deep thoughts and look up. A beautiful, young flight attendant smiled down at her. “You need to leave the plane, please.”, she said in sweet yet demanding voice and got her luggage out of the cabinet above for her. The girl didn't realise that the plane was already as good as empty. She thanked the attendant, grabbed her bag and went out of the plane into the airport, feeling her legs shaking more with each step she took.

She pulled out her smartphone, turning off flight mode only to get bombarded with dozens of messages, mostly from her mom asking if she already landed and that they waited for her at the gate. After that she only texted emojis. Hearts, heart-eyes and some other stuff which made her feel even more anxious. How could she disappoint a mother as proud as her? No, she needed to keep her secret for a bit longer. Maybe until her brother messed up. But what could he possibly mess up which would overshadow her dropping out of college? Maybe if he committed a crime.

Mark was different from her, She didn't know how but he actually managed to tell their parents that he doesn't want to become a doctor or lawyer, and instead insisted of becoming an author or journalist. To say her parents were unhappy would be an understatement. They were more than angry and told him to pay the tuition himself. They believed it was just a small teenage dream he had but when he finished High School and started working at the local bookstore to save some money to actually study creative writing they realized that he was serious. That small incident happened just 14 months ago, yet he continued to work there and save up. He even managed to visit her every couple of months, as she didn't want to come.

When she arrived at the luggage claim the suitcases were already out on the baggage belt and she waited as long as she could, watching her lonely suitcase making its turns on the device, purposely ignoring it until it was the only one left and she had to grab it. Her phone vibrated in her pocket again.

Mark [06.07pm]: Where r u?

She rolled her eyes and just put it back in the pocket of her jeans as she headed towards the exit. The girl took a deep breath, putting on the brightest smile she could manage and stepped out of the doors. Her family wasn't hard to notice. Her parents held a way too big and bright banner in their hands

WELCOME HOME AVA

Ava tried to keep her smile up and waved at them. “Oh, honey welcome home!”, her mother shouted as she lowered the banner to hug her daughter tightly. “I'm so happy you're finally home again, our doctor!.”, she said and patted her back softly. She felt her dad joining the hug and giving her a warm smile as well, joining her mother in telling her how happy he was to have her back home. Ava clenched her jaw, trying to smile as honest as possible.

“You're really squishing me to death guys.”, Ava chuckled and was glad when her parents finally let go of her. She looked up and saw her brother Mark smiling at her.

“Come on, give your favourite sister a hug.”, the girl laughed, making her brother chuckle before embracing her in a loving hug as well. The last time she saw him he visited the campus a few months ago. Of course he didn't know she dropped out then and nearly choked on his water when she told him. She knew he wouldn't tell their parents but he thought it would be better if she told their parents as soon as possible, which she didn't of course.

“Happy to have you back.”, Mark said and squeezed his sister one more time before he let her go and took her suitcase.

Ava stretched her body slowly before getting into their car, really not wanting to sit down for another hour but apparently she had to. As soon as she sat down and put on her seat belt her mother turned around to look at her and smiled.

“Tell us, honey, how is Stanford? Is it going well, yes?”, she asked and Ava felt like she needed to throw up.

“Yeah, everything is fine. I handed in all assignments last week and I have a good feeling.”, she chuckled and felt guilt crawling all over her body. She smiled slightly and turned her eyes away to avoid her mother proud gaze, yet she could feel Mark eyeing her.

“Ah, that's so great, honey. Your father and I just talked to the Lee's from across the street and they told us their son wants to apply to Stanford, too. We told them you could talk to him and give some advice.”

“Sure.”, she just sighed and pulled out her phone again, hoping her mother would understand her silent plead to leave her be. Her mother smiled again and turned back to talk to her father about what she'd make for dinner on this special occasion.

Ava checked the other texts she got, scrolling through them. She smiled when she saw a text from her best friend, sending her a picture from her in her nurse uniform. She looked so cute, proudly standing in front of the mirror in the dressing room, posing with a finger heart.

[Ava 06.54pm] Cute! Just landed, on my way home. Wanna hang out later?

[Yunmi 06.57pm] Can't. Night shift today but pick me up tomorrow morning and get breakfast? The café next to the bookstore finally opened!

[Ava 07.00pm] absolutely! Can't wait. Miss you so much ♥

She scrolled through the remaining texts just to feel a little disappointment in her body after not seeing what she so desperately wanted to see. But then again, she didn't expect to see a text from him after he ignored each and everyone of hers the last two years. He didn't even care enough to wish her a happy birthday in November so he probably couldn't care less texting her when she came home.

She sighed lightly and looked outside the car window, seeing how the landscape came and go in front of her eyes and how the sky got all these beautiful colours in it, she could even see the moon already. A wave of tiredness crashed over her exhausted body as she decided to close her eyes for just a moment.

The girl felt someone poking her arm multiple times, calling her name.

“Wake up, we're home.”, she heard Mark say and groaned, before rubbing her eyes.

“Yes, I'm awake, you can stop poking me.”, she said when her brother continued to poke her arm with a grin on his face.

“Don't make me hit you.”, she warned and slapped his hand away.

“Pff, please.” he answered mockingly and jumped out of the car before her fist could reached his body.

Ava chuckled , getting out of the car stretching her stiff body slowly, hearing all her joints crack at once.

“How old are you? 80?” Mark said teasingly, getting out her suitcase from the trunk.

“Trust me, I feel like it.”, she yawned loudly and slowly got up the stairs to their house.

She inhaled the sweet and calming scent of her mothers vanilla candles as soon as she set foot into the house, taking of her shoes before she walked further inside. It hasn't changed a bit. The beige coloured walls still had pictures of the family on them. Ava smiled and looked at the picture of her and her family from her Highschool graduation three years ago. She smiled when she saw the exact picture her parents had chosen. Mark and her making some weird pose while her parents rolled their eyes.

“Honey, dinner will be ready in half-an-hour, okay?” she didn't realize that her mother was standing right next to her and flinched a bit.

“Yeah, sure, thank you, mom. I'll start to unpack then. Love you.”, Ava said, kissing her mothers cheek softly before going up the stairs into her old room where Mark already put her suitcase and bag.

Her room hasn't changed either. Of course, it looked a bit colder as she took all her personal stuff with her to the US when she moved out, but it still felt comfy with it's cozy beige sofa and her queen sized bed, which her mother already prepared for her. She closed the door behind her and looked outside the big windows, which connected to a small balcony, which was only hers. She remembered how mad Mark was when she got the room with the balcony and not him and grinned. She stepped outside for a moment to breathe in the still warm air, listening to the rustling sound of the trees as a mild breeze blew through them.

The small wooden bench she made herself with her dad back when she was younger still stood in the very same corner and even had pillows on it and a blanket, indicating that someone still used it even while she was gone. Probably her mother when she wanted to have some time and space for herself, she thought and smiled before going back into her room.

She stretched her stiff body once again before squatting down and opening her black suitcase to unpack her things. Ava only brought some clothes and other necessities with her as she didn't believe of staying home for a longer period of time. She rented her tiny apartment, or as she preferred to call it, her shoebox to a friend from university who looked for her own place as long as she stayed with her parents so she didn't need to worry about paying rent. So she just packed her essentials and hoped to keep her pretty little lie for some more months to figure out what she actually wanted to do with her situation now. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to stay in Stanford . She just knew, she didn't want to stay here in this tiny town where everyone knows everyone.

She loved the size of New York, she loved the vibes, the people and even the stink it had. It was charming in some kind of way and she enjoyed the anonymity she had. She liked living in the famous city which never sleeps but it didn't feel like a complete home to her yet and maybe never would. Not to mention, that she was just working in a café which was barely enough to live so she needed to get something more permanent very soon. But she had no idea what that could be. Maybe she'd apply to another university, maybe she didn't want to go to college at all. But what were her options anyway?

Ava groaned, throwing a stack of clothes into her closet in frustration, before squatting down again to fold them neatly. She felt her phone vibrating in the pocket of her jeans and sighed when she saw the name of the person who messaged her blinking in front of her. She opened it and thought about her answer for several minutes before she decided to ignore it for the moment and maybe get back to it later, unsure about her wanting to meet the sender or not.

She furrowed her eyes as she looked at the clock hanging at one of her walls, showing that it was way later than she expected and her mother still hadn't called for dinner yet. She put the last of her belongings in the connected bathroom she shared with her brother and checked her phone to make sure she didn't receive a text from him telling her dinner is ready. Ava didn't realize how hungry she was until she thought about the dishes her mother was probably busy making and her mouth started to water. She really missed good Korean food. There were quite some Korean restaurants in New York but of course nothing tasted as good as her mother's home cooked meals.

Just as she wanted to open her door and check downstairs she heard her mother shout from the kitchen that dinner was finally ready. She opened her door and could already smell the kimchi and meat her mother apparently made and couldn't wait to finally taste it.

“Coming! I'm getting Mark”, Ava shouted back and wanted to knock on Marks door, telling him to come down but the boy who opened the door wasn't her brother.

“Oh, hey Ava. Haven't seen you in forever. How are you?”, Johnny asked, seemingly surprised but a small smile appeared on his pretty face.

He hasn't changed a tiny bit. He still looked as gorgeous as three years ago when she left and never heard of him again. His hair was still black but a tad longer than before. It framed the contours of his face just perfectly which made it hard for her to look away and think about how she was mad at him for ignoring her for the past years, even though the last thing she remembered with him was actually something very nice. Or that's at least what she thought it was. Apparently he thought differently and had to treat her like air. Not even daring to step a foot in their house when she came home for spring break once.

“Umm, fine. Are you staying for dinner?”, she asked, trying to sound as calm as possible but she couldn't hide a tint of anger in her voice, yet the anger mixed up with other feelings she was way too bad at hiding.

“Yeah, I invited him. He basically lives here anyway.”, she heard Mark say behind Johnny who didn't seem to sense her displeasure over his invitation. Why do they have to be best friends? She asked herself and secretly hoped for Johnny to disappear or something. But of course that wouldnÄt happen.

“Please, the food gets cold, come down.”, she heard her mother saying from the foot of the stairs with her hands stemmed in her hips, still wearing her red-dotted apron.

“Actually, I'm not hungry.”, Ava said taking a step away from Johnny as his simple presence made her legs feel stupidly weak.

Her statement got quite unbelievable when her stomach started to growl from the heavenly scent of her mother's food.

“Doesn't sound like it.”, Mark said and raised his brow looking at his sister questionably.

“I'm really not hungry and I'm meeting a friend. Can we postpone our family dinner to another time?”, she said while purposely emphasising the term family to show her displeasure about the clearly unwanted guest guest.

Before her mother could answer something Ava ran down the stairs, giving her mother another short kiss before running outside, leaving her house behind.

She took a deep breath before letting out some vulgar curses towards the situation and especially the person causing her to still feel all these things.

Ava pulled out her phone and messaged the only person she could think of, who might get her thoughts somewhere else, even if she might regret it in the morning.

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The Spare Chapter One: Maldives

Book: The Royal Romance A/U

Rating: Mature (18+); NSFW; some language

Characters/Pairings in this part: Liam x MC; mentions of Liam x OC; Leo x Madeleine; Drake; Maxwell

Word count: 3,286(+/-) Future chapters will hopefully not be this long.

A/N: Some characters belong to Pixelberry.

Tags: If you would like to be added or removed please let me know. Only tagging those that specifically asked for permatag.

@yourmajesty09 @gkittylove99

“Are you ready for this Brother? You know if you want to back out now, the jet is ready just in case.”

Leo smirked at his younger brother. “ My brother, the cynic. I love her Li and I know one day you’ll find someone. You have to let what Maria did to you go.” Liam rolled his eyes.

Two hours later they arrived at the cathedral. It was the royal wedding of the century. Leo and Madeleine were the epitome of royalty. The country couldn’t have been more proud for the reigning monarch and his new Queen. The reception followed the ceremony and the happy couple danced the night away without a care in the world.

King Leonardo and Queen Madeline were set for their month long honeymoon while Liam handled the country.

“Listen little brother, if you need anything ask Dad or Regina before you call us. We have a duty to produce an heir and I fully intend on making that happen.” Leo winked at Madeleine. “Liam, don’t hesitate to call.” She rolled her eyes at her husband. “The King here is getting a little ahead of himself, I think.” “Don’t worry about a thing while you're gone.” Liam kissed Madeleine on the cheek and shook Leo’s hand. “Enjoy marital bliss lovebirds, don’t worry about a thing stateside.”

It was smooth sailing running the country while the King and Queen were away. Liam worked with Constantine to secure Cordonia’a place in the UN. He also managed to get Leo an entrance in the International Trade Exchange. After the royal couples homecoming ball Liam and Leo sat in Leo’s study with a tumbler of scotch in each of their hands. “Thanks for everything you have done, Li.” “That’s what I am here for, Your Majesty” Liam said, with a sarcastic grin. “Sometimes I hate this shit but Madeleine loves it and I love her.” Leo shrugged. “Any news on an heir yet?” Liam asked, as he sipped his drink. “No, we decided to wait a while. Adjust to our positions. What about you? You ready to get back out there?” “Where is out there? I’m good where I’m at.” Liam said, smoothly but he knew he wasn’t fooling his older brother. “Oh here Li, Maddie booked you a villa in the Maldives for a week as a thank you. Take it, blow off some steam. Maybe you’ll meet someone.” “I wish you all would get off my damn back. I’m the spare. Who cares if I’m single? Between you, Connie, Regina and Max, I can’t get a minutes of fucking peace. I’m glad you married Maddie. She’s the only on that doesn’t give a fuck. Learn something from her.” Liam snapped, “I’ll take the vacation, but only the get the fuck away from here.” “Stop being so emotional Li, we just worry about you.”

A month later, Liam boarded the royal jet destined for South Asia. He decided to take the trip alone with no security detail. The time away from everyone he felt would give him some perspective over where his life was headed. He was the spare after all. Not much was expected of him except to show up when needed. He wasn’t needed to run a country. He couldn’t choose any job he wanted, he was still a figurehead of the Royal family. He didn’t even have a girlfriend.

“My son, I do hope you find a woman worthy of you soon. You may not be king, but its always beneficial to the stability of the monarchy to establish heirs.” Constantine’s words played on repeat in the back of Liam’s mind.

“Sir, sir, we’ve arrived.” Liam woke to the attendant shaking him awake. Liam departed the jet and headed to his private villa. Good taste Maddie. The Maldives was quiet this time of year. Not many tourists which Liam was excited about. He wanted time alone. His villa was the most secluded. No one would be bothering him, he hoped. The villa was a large one bedroom bungalow with a glass bottom floor. He could see straight to the bottom of the crystal clear water below. Liam got settled in and decided to stay in and relax with a glass of scotch and a book George Orwell’s 1984.

Tap Tap Tap

What the fuck was that? Liam sat up. He was dozing off, the sun outside was setting. He looked down.

Who the fuck is that?

A girl was tapping on the glass floor beneath him. She was in a light blue string bikini with scuba gear strapped to her.

Tap Tap Tap she tapped more frantically.

She pointed to the hatch directing him to open it. He ran over and opened it and she climbed out. She took the regulator out of her mouth and unzipped her vest. “Ugh sorry. I was following a fish and got stuck. I didn’t mean to intrude. I’m Camilla. Most call me Cami.” She stuck out her free hand for a handshake. Liam just stood in place frozen. He couldn’t move or speak.

This is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen! What did she say her name was? Camilla? Say something you idiot!!

“Ummm okay.. I’ll go. I’m only further down the beach. It’s okay if I use the front door?” Liam nodded his head, still unable to speak. Cami started towards the door. “Wait, I’m sorry, I’m Liam. I just didn’t expect to see someone, so beaut… coming through my floor” he ran to open the door for her. “Here I’ll carry that for you.” He reached for her oxygen tank. “No no I got it.” “It’s the least I can do for my rudeness. Are you within walking distance or we can drive?” “Walking is fine, as long as that’s not too heavy for you?” Cami winked and pointed to her vest in his hand. Liam laughed nervously unsure of what to say. “Lead the way, Camilla.” Cami felt a tingle down her spine at the way her name fell off his full lips. “So, Liam? Right?,” he nodded his head, “what brings you to the Maldives, business or pleasure?” “Neither really, relaxation, alone time, what about you? Are you a local?” “Local?,” she laughed, “I wish, no I am here for R&R like you. Alone time? You’re on vacation alone?” “Yep, just me. That weird huh?” They made it to her bungalow. Six bungalows. Liam thought to himself. “Well this is me” Cami said as they stood at the end of the bridge that led to her front door. “Cami, where have you been?” a girl that looked strikingly like the one standing in front Liam. “Sorry that’s my sister,” Cami whispered to Liam, “I’ll be there in a minute Ans.” Ansley didn’t listen. She came striding right next to Cami. “Who is this?” Ansley asked out loud. She looked Liam up and down. “He’s cute, look at this chiseled abs Cam, mhmm..” “You’re engaged stupid. Go inside.” Cami snapped at her sister. “I’m sorry Liam, you’ll have to excuse my overzealous twin sister.” “Oh it’s fine, she likes my abs. Maybe I should be shirtless more often,” Liam winked at Ansley. “Oh my God, Cam if you don’t kiss him I will.” “Go the fuck inside, Ansley.” Cam whispered, her face turning bright red. Ansley laughed and went back inside. “Well, thanks for not letting me drown earlier, I’ll see ya around Liam.” Cami went to grab her stuff and go inside, but without thinking Liam pulled her into a soft kiss. Cami pulled away. “Umm thanks bye.” She ran inside leaving Liam standing at the end of the bridge.

“Shut up Ansley. Do not say a fucking word.” Cami slammed the door to her room. She threw herself down on the bed. Her world felt like it was spinning. She couldn't help but think how soft and sensual the kiss was. She had never felt anything like it.

Liam walked home alone with his thoughts. His hands dug into his pockets as flip flops kicked up the sand behind him. He headed towards the beach to clear his thoughts. He didn’t know what took over his body when he kissed Cami but whatever it was he liked it. The way she tasted, mint mixed with salt of the ocean, and slight smell of coconuts in her hair. He sat on the beach and listened to the waves. It had been nearly 5 years since Maria had broken his heart. He closed himself off after that. He decided being alone was easier than getting hurt. There was an instant connection with Cami. He couldn’t deny the electricity between them. Liam called it a night and headed back to his bungalow. He checked his phone. No new messages. He laid on the bed with a thud, flicked the light off and drifted into a deep sleep.

Bang Bang Bang “Liammmm are youuuu in there?” Bang Bang Bang

Liam rolled over with a groan and checked his phone. 3:17am

Bang Bang “Open Uppp”

“Who is it? It’s three o’clock in the morning!” Liam yelled. He climbed out of bed and stumbled to the door still groggy from sleep. “Cami?” He said, completely alert at the sight of her. “Heyyyy Liiiiaamm.” Cami slurred, “Can I come in?” “Are you drunk Cami?” She pulled a bottle of champagne she was holding behind her back and handed it to him. “Want some?” She asked, leaning against the door frame. “Sure. Come in.” He ushered her inside and to the large sofa. He grabbed a water for Cami and poured himself a glass of the champagne she brought. “Maybe have some water first.” He handed her the bottle. “So what’s bring you over?” “That kiss.. I thought we could.. try it again..?” Liam looked up. She crashed her lips onto his. She forced his lips apart and into his mouth. The electricity radiated from their bodies. Liam fisted her blonde locks with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her on his lap. Liam picked Cami up as she wrapped her toned, sun kissed legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed and laid her down on her back, their kiss never breaking. Cami ran her fingers down the elastic of his boxers. “Wait Cami, we shouldn’t. You’re drunk.” Cami knew he was right. Liam rolled on his side next to her. He kissed her on the forehead and wrapped his arm around her. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Mmm.. moist.. tight.. Liam woke from his dream. He still felt the sensations he was feeling while he was asleep. “Fuck Cami” he moaned. Her tongue swirled around the tip of his growing cock. She licked the beads of precum. Liam pulled the sheet off so he could watch her work his member. She looked him in the eyes as she took him all the way down her throat. Liam had never been so turned on. “Come here. It’s my turn.” Liam pulled her up and kissed her passionately as he rolled her to her back. He kissed and nipped at her already peaked nipples. He nipped her hip bones and sucked leaving his masks behind. He slid a finger through her moist folds. He brought his mouth to her bundle of nerves. Cami almost leaped off the bed at the feel of his tongue swirling her clit. He continued the lashing of her clit and pushed a finger inside. He pumped in and out curling his finger against her most sensitive spot. He could feel her let go at the pleasure of his fingers. He climbed back up hovering above her on his elbows and kissed her until her lips were swollen and bruised. He grabbed a condom out of the night stand drawer. “Let me,” Cami said seductively. She leaned forward and unrolled the condom to the base of his length. “Fuck you make not want to to wear this, I want you so much Camilla.” He lined himself up with her dripping center. He thrust deep and slow and allowed her to adjust. He groaned at how tight she felt around him. She wrapped her legs around and rolled her hips to meet his thrusts. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked as he thrust inside her. He felt her walls start to flutter the harder he thrust inside her. “Cum for me Camilla” his words were all it took for her to come completely undone. She screamed his name as his thrusts became more frantic. He gripped her hips digging his fingers into her skin as he erupted inside her. He leaned down and kissed her deeply as pulled himself out of her. He laid next to her and pulled her into his arms. Neither one of them could find the words to say.

“I leave in a week.” Cami finally broke the silence. “Me too” Liam whispered, “Spend the week with me.” “Okay. My sister is leaving early. Wedding emergency.”

They spent the next week enjoying each other. They learned everything they could about each other. Liam told her about his family in Cordonia. His brother and his wife. His father's retirement. She told him about Graduate School and the pressures she was facing from her family over choosing a job. When they weren’t talking they were learning everything they could about each other’s bodies. Kisses, licks, bits, moans and screams.

Six days later after spending the night exploring each other, Liam and Camilla laid in on the glass floor completely naked looking down at the fish below. “Stay one more week with me, Cam” Liam whispered. “I already extended my trip, but it’s just one more week and I have to go,” Liam pulled her into his arms,“Every second with you is everything, you are everything, go on a date with me?” “Okay. But our dinner options may be limited due to the isolated island.” She spoke softly. “Leave it to me my love.” Liam felt her body tense at her words. He didn’t know why he said it. Oh my God it’s been a week you idiot! He screamed in his head.

Cami woke the next morning to find Liam’s side of the bed empty and cold. She threw on Liam’s tshirt that was on the floor from the night before and headed to the kitchen. A note was leaned against the coffee pot full of freshly brewed coffee for her.

Hey Baby,

Enjoy your coffee & meet me at the beach.

-L

P.S.

Wear something you can get wet.

Camilla smiled and finished her coffee. She took a quick shower and brushed her teeth. She threw on an all white cheeky string bikini and a pair of Ray Bans and headed down to the beach. As she got closer to the beach she saw a large white tent set up with the the corners tied open. Liam was sitting on a thick blanket with pillows surrounding him and a glass of champagne in his hand.

“Liam?” Camilla whispered. Liam jumped up at the sound of her voice. Her voice was a siren song in his ears. “Hey Baby,” Liam leaned down and kissed Cami on the cheek, “join me?” They drank, ate, and laughed together. Cami felt herself falling. I love you, damn those three words, you leave in two days Cami. Get yourself together. “Liam, we need to talk.” She lowered her head avoiding eye contact. She knew if she looked in his eyes she would get lost, better yet she would drown in those deep pools of mysterious blue. “I leave in two days. I go back to reality on different ends of the Earth.” “I know Cam, we can try can’t we? I can visit New York, you can come to Cordonia.” “No Liam, it’ll never work. We both have obligations.” Liam lifted her head to meet her eyes. “Give me today tonight.” Liam kissed her so deeply it left her dizzy. They spent the rest of the night into the early morning making up for time they didn’t they had lost.

The day came for them to leave their tropical paradise and their love for the moment. Neither had spoken a word to each other. Neither finding the words. Cami sat on the bad after packing her suitcase. Her flight boarded in an hour. Liam’s flight didn’t leave until later that night. “Cami, can we stay in touch?” Liam sat next to Cami and laced his fingers through hers. “I don’t know if it’s a good idea. I just.. It’s time for me to go..” Cami stood up. Liam stood up and wrapped his arms around her. “I’m not saying good-bye Liam,” she whispered as tears welled up in her eyes. “Then don’t say anything at all,” Liam wiped the tears away as they fell down her cheeks, “I”ll drive you the airport.” Liam lifted her into his arms and carried her to his black Range Rover parked in the parking lot near the villa entrance. Cami stared out the passenger window without saying a word. Liam held her hand in his lap tightly as he drove. He dreaded having to watch her board the plane not knowing whether he would ever see her again.

They pulled up to the tarmac and Liam jumped out and ran around the car to open the passenger door for Cami. Cami leaned forward and buried her head in her hands as the sobs took over. “Why is this so hard after only two weeks, Liam?” Liam pulled her hands from her face. “I don’t know. We will see each other again. I can feel it, my love.” She got out of the car and he wrapped her in one last kiss. A kiss filled with love and sadness. A kiss that made their world stop turning and everything around them melted away. Liam pulled away and kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and her nose like he was memorizing every inch of her features. “My love,” Cami interrupted Liam, “Don’t say it. Will you text me?” “Every day.” Liam watched as Cami boarded the plane. She waved before the plane doors shut. He watched as her plane took off and disappeared above the clouds. A familiar feeling he hadn’t felt in two weeks, what was almost a distant memory flooded him. Loneliness. She already felt like a figment of his imagination. Liam drove back to his bungalow to pack. He passed by Cami’s bungalow. An emptiness he didn’t recognize creeped into his heart. He walked into his bungalow and pulled out his phone. He needed someone to talk to. Someone to tell him what to do.

“Drake.. Ya it’s Li. Ya sorry I took off for two weeks without telling you.. Everything’s fine. I’ll be home tomorrow. So I’m calling because I met a girl..”

Liam told Drake everything about Cami. How they met and her sister. How they had an instant unexplainable connection. How he thought he was in love. How he thought she was the one. The One.

“Listen Li, Go after her. Don’t be a fucking idiot. I’ll be on the next flight to New York, ugh apparently Max too. Do you know where she lives?” Drake asked.

“I don’t even know her last name. She has a twin sister named Ansley and she’s graduating from Columbia Law next week. And she’s from Manhattan, New York. That’s kinda all I got. I have her number but I am sure she doesn’t want me chasing her down...”

“I’ll get Bas on it. I’m sure he has plenty of time since Maddie locked Leo down,” Drake laughed, “we’ll find her.”

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writemywaytoyourheart · 5 years ago

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Onsra- Chapter 34: Betrayal

banner created by: @envity ♥️

pairing: vampire!jungkook x female reader (also vamp!tae x ga-in oc & vamp!jimin x yuri oc)

genre: E2L, romance, horror, angst, drama

warnings for this chapter: mentions of blood, lots of confused and pained Koo and y/n, a bit of fluff, there’s an I love lucy quite thrown in and I’ll luv u five-ever if you say what it was, panic attacks and kook being an ass but we love him. basically, pls don’t come for me after this

word count: 9.1k

Onsra: ML, Previous

Welp. It seems we've reached this point in Onsra. pls forgive me. ____________________________________

“Jeon Jungkook. Get your butt over here right now.”

Jungkook looks up at the sound of your voice. He’s been sitting in the shade of the willow tree for what seems like hours now. He didn’t see you follow him, and the tone of your voice surprises him.

“What is it, y/n?” He ignores your order to come to you, keeping himself planted on the ground as he watches you, a blank look on his face.

You feel your heart clench in your chest, but you know if you soften then he’ll only ignore you like he’s been doing for the past two days. You know something happened that night you found him during one of his panic attacks, but he won’t open up to you.

So, you keep your head up and don’t let yourself crumple into a ball of tears like you want to. “I told you to come here.” You say, trying not to let your voice shake. Jungkook rolls his eyes but stands up and moves closer to you, stopping a few feet away.

“Kook…please don’t shut me out.”

“I’m not.”

“You are…just talk to me, please.” The desperation in your voice makes his throat close, but he swallows and runs a hand through his hair to keep himself calm.

“I told you I’m not shutting you out, why can’t you just stop?” He grumbles, making your heart ache.

“Because I care about you and I want to know what’s upsetting you.” You sigh in exasperation. Jungkook just scoffs and looks away, paining you further.

“Jungkook! Look at me.”

“Why?!” His voice raises, making you flinch as he turns to glare at you. Something snaps in you at his next words. “There! I’m looking at you! Are you fucking happy now?? What the hell do you want?!”

Your heart drops to your stomach as you feel a tear roll down your cheek. You quickly wipe it away, not wanting to look weak in front of him. Then you swallow and try to regain your composure. But Jungkook isn’t finished.

“Just go and run back to Seokjin hyung, cry to him and let him comfort you! He’s always been your favorite anyway!” He isn’t thinking clearly now, his mouth is running away from him even as his mind urges him to shut the fuck up and think.

When his outburst is met with silence, Jungkook knows he fucked up. His chest tightens as he watches you staring at the ground, your bottom lip quivering ever so slightly.

Fuck.

Fucking dumbass.

Why did I say that?

I didn’t mean it.

“All I wanted was for the boy I love to tell me why he’s hurting…do you not love me anymore, Kook?” Your small voice is steady but quiet.

Jungkook feels his stomach lurch at your words and he steps forward, “Y/n, i-it isn’t like that.” His voice is soft and almost timid as he inches closer, his hands out to touch you.

You step away, “I can’t understand you anymore, Jungkook. I get that something happened, and you’re upset. But all I wanted to know was how to help you. If you didn’t want my help you could have said you were upset but wanted to be alone. Instead, you ignored me for two whole days and now you’re insulting me.”

Jungkook tries to reply but you cut him off.

“I’m going home. I think you need to think to yourself and decide what it is you really want, Jungkook. Don’t apologize to me if you don’t mean it. I might not like confrontation, but I know that I don’t deserve to keep being treated like this.” Your voice isn’t shaking at all anymore.

Jungkook bites his bottom lip harshly, beating himself up over acting like such an ass. He knows you’re right, and he wants to say sorry. But he can’t make himself say it. It’s like the words are stuck in his throat. So, he stays silent as you sniffle and pull yourself together.

“Feel free to talk to me about whatever is going on with you once you’ve decided to act like an adult. I need a little bit of time to myself, too…bye, Jungkook.”

You turn and walk away, holding in all the tears that are threatening to spill. You aren’t going to let them come until you’re somewhere where no one can see them.

The young vampire watches you walk away, until he can no longer see you. He looks down and starts to mess with his fingers, not knowing what to do anymore.

Well, you fucked that up pretty good.

“I know.” Jungkook whispers.

Ah, not cussing me out anymore?

Jungkook stays quiet, not having enough strength to fight back, and honestly, not even caring to.

Still not agree with me on how sweet she’d be?

Jungkook walks back to the tree and sits on the ground where he was before you came to speak with him.

It’s a pity really, you’re such a waste of a vampire.

“I was a waste of a human too.” Jungkook mutters, still messing with his nails.

Guess you don’t really belong anywhere.

“Guess not.”

You’re no fun anymore. The voice has a taunting pout to it.

“Hm.” Jungkook bites his nail, his eyes drifting around and looking at the trees surrounding him. His gaze lands on a patch of wild flowers and lingers for a moment.

Can’t believe she really thought you loved her to begin with.

“I do love her.”

You can’t love her, dumbass.

Jungkook sighs and rests his head against the trunk of the willow, closing his eyes and running his hands through his hair.

You’re a fucking vampire, idiot. Vampires don’t feel love.

“I’m not a real vampire.” Jungkook tries to keep his voice steady, but it quiets considerably anyway.

Might as well be. Besides, you’re not far off, you know.

“Whatever.” Jungkook keeps his eyes closed, breathing in and out through his nose to calm down.

You didn’t even try to apologize.

“Yup.”

Why is that?

“You know why.”

I want to hear you say it.

“Fuck off, asshole.”

Laughter rings out in his head as the voice struggles to keep its composure. Ah, there you are. Thought you had given up on me.

Jungkook hates the way he’s numb; he can’t make himself feel anything at this point. It scares him that the guilt he felt when he first snapped at you has now turned to a dull feeling, exactly like it used to be when he hurt someone.

He doesn’t care.

~ ~ ~

“W-where are you going?” You wipe your eyes as best you can as you question Hoseok, who’s just finished packing a small satchel.

He looks up, his bright smile turning to a frown at your red eyes and runny nose. “I volunteered to- Y/n, are you alright?” He straightens up and puts the satchel over his shoulders as he watches you in concern. You wipe your nose with the back of your hand and let out a small laugh. “I’m okay, just some allergies.”

He seems to buy that, his smile coming back as he sighs in relief. “Make sure you take some meds for that, allergies are terrible.” You nod and point at his bag again, changing the subject. “Where did you say you’re going?”

Hoseok looks down and pats the small satchel, “Ah! I’m going with Yoongi to do some scouting. Namjoon is going to stay home today, doing some ‘research’ he says.” Hoseok chuckles and you send him a smile. “Well, be safe please.”

“Oh, we will, don’t worry.”

Yoongi comes down the stairs with a backpack bouncing on his back. He gives you a quick pat on the shoulder and a few words, “Hey y/n, we’ll be back before dark. Would you mind making sure Seokjin hyung doesn’t over do it and hurt himself? He’s out back right now.”

“Of course.”

“Thanks, we’ll see you later.” Yoongi and Hoseok wave to you before walking out the front door and leaving you to finish cleaning your face up before finding the eldest.

When you step out the backdoor, you see Jin sitting in a chair that was brought outside from the dining room. Sooyoung is sitting in a chair next to him and talking about something quietly while Jin smiles brightly.

You stop and watch the two of them for a minute, debating if you should just go back inside and not interrupt. But before you turn to go back in, you hear Jin calling you over.

“Y/n! I haven’t seen you all day. Wanna join us?”

Sooyoung is turned around in her chair and smiling shyly at you, not a trace of irritation that you messed up their talk on her face. You smile and walk over to join them.

When you sit on the grass in front of their chairs, Sooyoung is the first to speak.

“How are you, y/n? I haven’t seen you recently.”

That’s because I’ve been hiding in the forest when Jungkook ignores me.

“Oh, I’ve just been here and there. I don’t know.” You mumble.

Sooyoung doesn’t push it, but you see Seokjin frown out of the corner of your eye. So, you decide to change the subject. “So, uh, how are you Jin? Feeling alright?”

The eldest seems reluctant to move the conversation, but he brushes it off in a second and smiles. “Oh, I’m always fine. Even death can’t take me now.”

He laughs and claps his hands while you and Sooyoung laugh and shake your heads at his goofiness. You three talk a little before Sooyoung says she’s going to go and help Ga-In with dinner for tonight. You wave goodbye to her, and when you look back at Jin, you feel your stomach sink.

His brows are furrowed as he watches you carefully, a little frown etched into his handsome features. He pats the chair next to him, “Tell me what’s going on.”

You get up on your knees to shuffle over and climb onto the chair, keeping your eyes downcast.

“I don’t want to worry you.”

Jin sighs, “Y/n, I’m suddenly a human again for no reason that I understand, I got a knife to the stomach, and now I can’t do housework or cooking, which is harder for me than it looks. Nothing you say is going to phase me at this point, unless it’s that we’re being invaded by vamps or Hunters, which in that case, we’re doomed anyway so it doesn’t matter. What’s on your mind?”

You giggle a little at his rant, but still look at him doubtfully.

The only reason you start talking is because you realize that not sharing Jungkook’s behavior with Jin will most likely backfire on you and stress the oldest out even more when he eventually finds out.

“It’s Jungkook.”

“I thought it would be. What is he doing now?”

“I found him the other night, having a panic attack in the woods…he was covered in animal blood and screaming. I was able to calm him down, but since then he’s been ignoring me. Today, when I wanted to try again to let him tell me what’s wrong, he blew up at me. He’s acting like he did before, and I’m scared.”

You mess with your hands anxiously, glancing up at Jin when you finish your story. His gaze is a bit distant as he stares at the grass on the ground, worrying his bottom lip. Then he looks back at you and gives you a tiny and sad smile.

“I was worried about this for a while. It’s the human blood, I’m sure of it.” He bites his lips harder and looks away from you. “I’m so confused. I don’t understand why I’m a human when nothing happened to me like it did to Jimin and Taehyung. If I understood, maybe we could find a way to save Kook.”

You bite your own lip at that, wondering if maybe it’d be okay to tell Seokjin why he’s human, as long as the others don’t hear you. You’re not sure what Tae would say, but you know Jin won’t blab to everyone. But before you can speak up, Jin continues.

“We’re losing him…something slowed it down for a while, but something else must have caused it to continue.” He looks back at you, grief swimming in his eyes.

You clear your throat and speak before you can cry, “Tae and I think we figured out why you’re human again. But it doesn’t help us with Jungkook.” The hopelessness in your voice is crystal clear, and Jin swallows his own tears before they can fall.

“It won’t?”

The fact that Jin is making sure the reason he’s human again can’t help Jungkook, instead of jumping to know the answer to his own question about why he’s human, makes your heart ache at how truly selfless he is.

“Well, I don’t know…” You sigh, then you start to tell him everything. You tell him how you two figured out it wasn’t the kiss that changed them, but the fact that the girls said they loved them and meant it. That it isn’t necessary to have someone fall in love with you, if you prove your own humanity like Seokjin did, saving the man that tried to kill him.

Jin sits quietly, listening to every word you say, then he smiles sadly and takes your hand, giving it a quick squeeze.

“And you told Jungkook you love him, and really meant it…and he’s still a vampire.” He says slowly, watching your reaction. You nod and wipe your tears again, “Yeah, I guess I didn’t do enough.”

“Stop that.”

You look up at the tone in Jin’s voice.

“You are doing more than enough by just tolerating that boy.” Seokjin insists, making you laugh tearfully. “He’s not an easy one to be around, let alone fall in love with.”

You nod again because he does have a point.

“I don’t know what happened to him that night to make him act this way, but he can get through it. I know he can, and you know he can.” He gives your hand another encouraging squeeze.

You and Jin sit in the slight breeze for a few more minutes, listening to the birds twittering and the leaves rustling. The sun has hidden behind some rainclouds by the time you two decide to head in. You help Jin out of the chair and let him wrap an arm around your shoulders for balance. You put your arm around his waist and with that, you two start heading back in, going slowly for Jin not to be in too much pain.

You’re leading him to the couch when he laughs sarcastically, “Yah, my most favorite place. You know, I loved this couch before I was sitting on it day and night until my butt turned flat.”

You snort a laugh and stop in your tracks, “Would you like to go somewhere else for now?” You look up at him and see him pooching his lips and squinting as he mentally goes over his options. “Mmm, can we go to the kitchen? I’ll boss the girls around and nag them on how to cook.”

You laugh again as you two turn to make the trek to the kitchen, “That does sound right up your ally, Jinnie.”

“It is indeed-“

“What are you doing?”

You and Jin both turn at the sound of the voice, your arms still wrapped around each other to support the injured man. Jungkook is glaring at the pair of you from the front door where he just came in.

“Oh, hey Kook, where were you-“

Jungkook interrupts Jin angrily, “I asked what you were doing.”

You feel the eldest stiffen against you in annoyance, and you don’t blame him. Jungkook has quite the audacity to come in here and act like this after his behavior earlier.

“Y/n and I were learning a new dance, care to join? Or maybe you’d prefer to watch, since you seem to enjoy staring at us so much.” Jin snaps, making you bite back a nervous laugh as Jungkook’s eyes narrow even more.

Jungkook just stands there, unamused. The feeling of jealousy and anger is bubbling up inside him, willing to burst if only he’d let it.

“Y/n was helping me to the kitchen, something you don’t care too much to do these days. And why should that bother you? I’d really like to know. Seeing as you’re not being very nice to any of us these days, you asshat.” Jin’s nose twitches when he’s done ranting. You’re shocked he cussed at all, it being something he doesn’t usually do unless he’s infuriated.

But you’re thankful he didn’t just mention that Kook had been mean to you earlier, instead, lumping everyone into it so Jungkook doesn’t know you’d spilled the beans on your fight to Jin.

Jungkook rolls his eyes. “Get your hands off her, she isn’t yours to touch.”

Um, what?

Seokjin’s eyebrows raise to his hairline and he turns you both so he can face Jungkook head on. “Excuse me? What did you just say?” Jin’s voice is laced with disbelief.

Jungkook looks ready to murder his oldest brother, “I said get your fucking hands off her. She’s mine, not yours.”

What the hell?

Jin starts laughing hysterically, but you can tell he doesn’t think this is funny at all. “You listen here, you little brat. She isn’t anybody’s, she doesn’t belong to you. Y/n was helping me to the kitchen because she’s sweet like that. You have no right to come waltzing in here and claiming her and telling her or me what to do.”

You try to protest when Jin moves himself from you, gently taking your arm away from his waist. But he steps away from you a little before you can and keeps glaring at the youngest. “I don’t know what your problem is, Jeon. But you better get your act together and treat her with some respect. She isn’t an object to lay claim to. I won’t have you disrespecting anyone, not in my house.”

Jungkook fumes, his mind a blur of anger and guilt. He’s mad at himself for saying something like that and he knows Jin is right. He knows that made him sound shitty, but he really hadn’t meant it like that at all. He doesn’t see you as an object, he just got so blinded with jealous rage when he saw his hyung’s arm around you that he spoke without thinking.

Something that he’s apparently really good at doing these days.

Jungkook almost wants to apologize and rephrase his words, but again, the words die in his throat.

Instead, he looks down at the ground to avoid Jin’s piercing glare.

He hears the eldest scoff before there’s some shuffling. When Jungkook looks up again, you and Jin are gone. He squeezes his eyes shut and grabs his head, wishing he could physically pound out all the darkness that is seeping into his mind and starting to control his tongue.

It terrifies him.

And Jungkook is never terrified.

But he can feel it. He can feel himself slipping away.

It’s what happened earlier too, when he wanted to tell you he was sorry, a darkness clouded his mind and he physically couldn’t speak. The dark cloud is full of hatred and anger, blocking out all the things he was starting to get back, even if he tries to resist it.

“Jungkook, it’s okay, I’m here.”

The vampire jumps a little, then he takes his hands off his face and sees you standing in front of him. You’re looking at him with an emotion he doesn’t understand, something that doesn’t anger him, it just confuses him.

What is it?

“Do you want to talk, Kookie?”

Kookie?

He knows that name…

Oh…you call him that when you aren’t mad at him.

“N-no.”

No? Why did he say no? He wants to talk.

“I think maybe you’re not telling me the truth.” You say unsurely.

Yes, thank goodness, you know he wants to talk.

But how can you know so much about him?

Jungkook presses the heels of his hands into his eyes, trying to think hard. He racks his brain, doing his best to push that dark cloud back. Just push it back enough so he can think clearly.

Love.

That’s what you were looking at him with.

You flinch when Jungkook looks up suddenly, “I still love you. I love you so much that it kills me and I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean a word I said to you or Jin hyung, please don’t think that I think of you as an object, I really don’t.” He’s rushing his words, spewing them out of his mouth before they get a chance to change and say something he doesn’t mean again.

“Kook-“

“Please believe me when I say I love you, and I didn’t mean it. I hate myself for saying such things to you, and to think how confusing and hurtful it is for you makes me sick. I am scared. I’m scared to death, y/n. Because I don’t know what’s happening to me. One minute I’m me and the next I’m saying and thinking things I never wanted to.” His voice breaks, sending your heart to your stomach.

“Kookie, it’s okay.” You put a hand on his shoulder to ground him as his breaths get shorter and panicky.

“Don’t say that. It isn’t okay, the way I’ve treated you is not okay, don’t try to make it seem like that.” Tears brim in his eyes as he panics, feeling the dark cloud creeping closer yet again.

You rub his shoulder consolingly before taking one of his hands and holding it gently, “I’m not saying what you said is okay, I’m saying that you’re okay. Everything right now is alright, you’re here and I’m here. Jin hyung is here and he loves you. I love you. We’re going to figure this out, I promise, Kookie.”

“I’m scared.” His voice wavers unsteadily.

“I know.” You swallow your tears, gazing at him and wishing you could take all his pain and fear away.

“Can I hug you, Kookie?” You ask tentatively after a moment of silence. Jungkook nods his head aggressively, “Please, please hug me.” He whimpers, and that’s enough to have you wrapping your arms around his middle and holding him tightly. “Hey, I forgive you, and I understand that something beyond your control is going on.” You say gently, rubbing his back as you hold him close.

Jungkook’s face is buried in the crook of your neck as you sway him gently side to side. After a minute, you feel his breath start to speed up again and he gets stiff. Then he pulls away, a look of pain flitting across his face.

“It’s happening again…y/n, please know that I love you, and I’m sorry if I say something that doesn’t sound like me. Please, stay away from me for now before I say something hurtful again.” Then he pulls out of your hold and moves to the stairs to climb them, leaving you to watch him shut you out all over again. Yet somehow, this time it feels worse.

“Jungkook.”

He turns back to you when he reaches the middle of the stairs, his eyes asking what it is you want to tell him.

“Be with me when you can, and tell me whenever this happens…please?” You ask softly, trying not to bawl your eyes out at the exhaustion and sadness covering his face.

Jungkook nods, “Ok.” Then he hurries back up the stairs to shut himself in his room before he can do any more damage.

~ ~ ~

“They aren’t back yet.” Yuri speaks up anxiously before taking another bite of food.

“They’ll be back.” Jin says seriously, taking a bite of his own and chewing with determination. Jimin sets his fork down, “But-“

“They’ll be back.” Jin says again, shutting down all other arguments or speculations with the tone of his voice.

Hoseok and Yoongi had said they would be back before dark. And it’s been dark for a while now, their seats growing colder with their prolonged absence…

The next morning, there’s no sign of the boys.

Everyone is panicking, but everyone is panicking in the way that they’re pretending to be calm while they tell the others not to worry as they go hysterical in their own minds.

And then there’s Jungkook.

The first part of the day, he was holed up in his room, locking everyone out. Then, when he finally came downstairs, he saw how worried you were for Hoseok and Yoongi and he didn’t want to stress you out further, so he slunk back to his room.

Around lunchtime, Jungkook hears a knock on his door from where he’s curled up on his bed. He was too hot to get under the covers, and too tired to lay down properly, so now he’s in a little ball in the middle of the sheets.

Jungkook lifts his head, his eyes squinting in the dark room.

“Who is it?” He croaks out.

“Y/n.”

“Oh, come in.” Jungkook plops his head down on the bed again and watches sleepily as you come in and close the door behind you.

You’re surprised at how dark the room is at first, then you look over and see the blinds are drawn, blocking out the afternoon sun. A little lump in Jungkook’s bed moves slightly and you figure that it’s him.

“Hey, Kookie.” You speak softly and walk over to sit beside the lump on the bed, reaching out a hand to comfort him. “Is this an okay time for me to be here?”

“Mhm.” You hear him mumble, and you frown. “Kook, you haven’t eaten today, have you?”

A tiny ‘no’ comes from the lump and you sigh, “Well, it’s a good thing I brought you something. Come on, sit up for me.”

It takes a bit of coaxing, but eventually you have Jungkook sitting up and leaning against the head board as you hand him the bag of blood you brought, given to you by Namjoon for Jungkook to drink.

It’s hard to see his expression in the dim room, but you hear the sigh that leaves him clearly. “I really don’t want this right now.”

“How come?”

“I don’t feel well.”

You reach over and put your hand to his forehead, feeling his ice-cold skin touch yours. Jungkook reaches up and takes your hand, holding it and bringing it to rest in his lap. “Vampires don’t run fevers, cutie.” He murmurs tiredly, amusement in his voice. You smile at the way he sounds like himself again, but you’re still worried.

“What’s hurting Kook?”

“I don’t know…everything? My stomach just doesn’t want blood right now, even though my mind and the rest of me do.”

You purse your lips in thought, then you rub his hand gently, “Try a few sips and see. You’re probably malnourished.”

Jungkook isn’t very happy about it, but he takes a few sips anyway, feeling his body instantly lift and his strength coming back.

He hates it.

A bit more coaxing and he’s finally drunk the whole bag. He must admit he’s feeling better physically, but mentally, he’s never hated blood more.

“I’m sorry, y/n.” He whispers into the dark, catching you off guard.

“Why are you sorry?”

He’s quiet for a moment before clearing his throat, “Just-…for being so difficult.”

“Don’t worry, I can handle you.” You say cheekily, trying your best to cheer him up. Jungkook smiles a little at that, “I think you’re the only one that can.”

“Probably.”

A little chuckle from him makes you smile, “Are you ready to go out of this dark and stuffy room?” You ask as you grab his arm and tug on it. He laughs again at your antics.

“No, I like the dark.”

“There’s like, no air in here!” You utter in disbelief and he giggles.

“Air is overrated. I want to stay.” You can practically hear the pout in his voice, and you roll your eyes and tug him harder.

“A little fresh air isn’t going to kill you, you hothouse plant!”

Jungkook bursts into laughter, “I am not a hothouse plant! I’m a vampire.”

“Hardly.” You mutter, smiling when you hear him laugh again.

“Ok, we can leave under one condition.” He pipes up and you stare in his direction suspiciously. You don’t like not being able to fully see him in this dark room.

“Deal, now what is it?”

“Give me a kiss.”

“Kook!” You start laughing, feeling him squeeze your hand. You don’t know why this is throwing you off so bad and making you blush like a little schoolgirl. But you lean closer to where he is anyway, puckering your lips to give him a quick kiss. Jungkook leans closer too, then your heads bump each other, Jungkook kissing your eye and you kissing his chin.

Laughter erupts from both of you at that.

“I thought you were higher up!”

“I thought you were down here!”

“Why should I be down there?”

Another fit of giggles ensues before you feel Jungkook touching your face, cupping it with his large palm. “Y/n?” He whispers, and you swallow thickly. “Yeah?”

“I promise I’ll never hurt you, no matter what happens to me, ok?”

His words catch you off guard and you suck in a breath, trying not to get upset. “Don’t say things like that, as if you’re dying. You’re going to be okay, I told you that already.”

“I just want to be sure you know I love you.”

“Don’t worry, I know.”

“Good.” He says softly before leaning in and kissing you gently, making your stomach erupt with butterflies.

~ ~ ~

“What are you making, Kookie?”

The vampire jumps and looks up at you, smiling sheepishly as he snaps his little notebook closed.

“I uh…nothing.”

“Oh, really now? Come on, let me see.” You giggle and sit down next to him, trying to get a peek at what he was writing. “Is it a journal?”

“No.”

“Then let me see!” You whine jokingly, pulling a small giggle from his mouth. “You can see when I’m all done.”

You pout but stop pulling on him. “How long will that be?”

“I don’t know, whenever it’s done!” Jungkook laughs, keeping the notebook out of your reach. You cross your arms and sit back with a huff, determined to figure out what has had his attention for hours now, since you came out of his dark and dusty old room.

“Ok, give me a hint.”

“A hint?” Jungkook looks at you in amusement, looking you up and down before nodding curtly, “Ok fine, one hint.”

“Yes!”

“It’s something I used to do a lot. But this time, it’s more special.”

Oh…hmmm.

“You know I’ll grill Seokjin and he’ll eventually tell me, don’t you?” You say in exasperation when you can’t figure out what it could possibly be. Jungkook laughs and shakes his head, “You can grill hyung all you want. I don’t care if he tells, but you won’t hear it from me.”

You sigh and lay down on the grass, trying not to think about the other boys that still haven’t returned, after waiting for them since last night and all day today. You can’t help it if your mind won’t let you think of much else.

Where could they possibly be?

Are they okay?

Meanwhile, Jungkook is sitting with his back to you, quickly jotting down the last line of the chorus for his song before he forgets it and before you can snoop.

He’s been working on a song for you for a while now, but it was so hard for him to get started, that when he finally did, he was so consumed by it and wasn’t giving you attention, which he feels bad for now.

Jungkook snaps his little book closed and tosses it to the side, then he lies down next to you and pulls you closer to nuzzle his nose into your neck, making you giggle at the ticklish feeling. “Hey, little flower.”

“Hey.”

“What’s wrong?” He asks sadly, noticing your quietness.

“I’m just worried about the boys is all.” You sigh and let him snuggle you more, his deep voice calming you when he speaks reassuringly, “Don’t worry. They’ve done this before…I’m sure that Yoongi hyung just insisted on being out a little longer because they found something that interested him.”

“I hope so.” You whisper and he hums into your shoulder. Then you feel him stiffen, and you know it’s happening again.

Jungkook pulls away, his eyes shut tightly as he puts his hands over his face and groans softly, then he rolls away from you and sits up, keeping his palms pressed to his eyes.

“Fuck.” He sighs and you sit up, not moving to touch him because you know it’ll only make it worse.

“You okay, Kook?”

“Please just leave me alone.” He snaps and you take a deep breath, reminding yourself that he’s having trouble keeping his emotions in check and it must be scary enough for him already without you getting mad back at him.

So, you stay quiet and pick at the grass, pulling little bits out and ripping it before tossing it on the ground and doing it over again. After a minute of silence, Jungkook stands up and grabs his little book angrily, “Don’t follow me.” He huffs out before stomping away into the woods to let out his emotions on something that isn’t you.

You stay in your spot and sigh sadly as you pull at the grass some more. After another few minutes, you decide to head home and wait for Jungkook to come back and talk it out with you when he feels better.

~ ~ ~

“Dinner is ready, everyone!” Ga-In calls unenthusiastically from the kitchen.

You slowly walk down the stairs, Yuri following behind you with Jimin. It’s dark out and Yoongi and Hoseok still haven’t returned. It’s now been a full day since they were supposed to have been back. Everyone is on edge, but no one really knows what to do. You think you overheard Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, and Seokjin talking about sending someone out to look for them. But it seemed like they really didn’t want to send someone out to look in places they had no idea about, let alone where Yoongi and Hoseok could have gone.

Seokjin is sitting on the couch when you come in the living room to help him to the dining room. He laughs bitterly, “I swear, I’m going to get better if it kills me.” You laugh as you help him stand, “Hey, you just worry about resting up. Don’t push yourself Jin, you literally almost died not even a week ago. It’s going to take time to heal.”

“I know,” He mutters in disappointment as you walk into the hall to get to the kitchen. That’s when a series of sharp knocks sounds on the door and you jump in surprise. Jungkook is the only one still outside, and he doesn’t knock, especially not like that.

The sound has drawn everyone out from the dining room to see what’s going on. Taehyung passes you and Jin to walk over to the door. He unlocks it and opens it slightly, then you all hear him gasp.

Tae opens the door all the way to let whoever is outside, in. You gasp when you see Hoseok and Yoongi stumble inside, a very very little girl clutching onto Hoseok’s leg as all three of them pant heavily.

Another gasp escapes you when you realize that Hoseok and Yoongi are both wiping their sweat, the tans on their faces clear as day as their wide black eyes scan the room. Then Jimin is shouting in confusion at their appearances.

“What in the ever-living fuck is going on??”

~ ~ ~

Your jaw has dropped to the floor at the sight of the three humans standing in front of you.

What in the hell happened out there?

Once the three of them have been given water to drink and wet towels to clean their faces, they are led to the couch to sit down and collect themselves. The little girl, who can’t be any older than four, is sat in Hoseok’s lap, clinging to him for dear life as he gently pats her head that’s full of wispy blonde hair.

It’s so strange to you, seeing the two as humans after all this time. Namjoon chuckles in disbelief when Yoongi gives him a look meaning he knows, and he doesn’t understand anything either.

“Ok, I don’t mean to jump you with this right when you get back, but what the heck happened out there?” Jin asks in bewilderment, having taken his usual spot on the couch again.

You have an overwhelming urge to hug the little girl and comfort her as much as you can but seeing as she wants nothing to do with anyone but Hoseok, you hold yourself back.

Yoongi clears his throat and takes another drink of water before starting. “We weren’t planning on going very far. But we ended finding some tracks, so we decided to follow them, and they lead us to an abandoned school. That’s where we found this little one.” Yoongi gestures to the little girl and smiles softly at her, to which she returns a shy smile of her own before tucking her face back into Hobi’s chest.

“We had no idea where she came from, and she wouldn’t say a word except that we were ‘bad guys, scary monsters’. We knew she was scared, and we couldn’t get her to come with us.” Yoongi continues, “That’s when it started to rain. We decided to sit with her and see if she would warm up to us, but she just stayed as far from us as she could. When a group of vampires came, we had no choice but to grab her and run. We had to hide in the basement of the school and wait for the vampires to move on.”

Hoseok shudders at the memories of what Yoongi is telling everyone, but he doesn’t say anything. Yoongi takes another drink, looking over the room at everyone staring at him and waiting for him to go on with the story.

“We were in that basement all night. We could hear the vamps walking around upstairs and it didn’t seem like they’d leave anytime soon. But this guy right here-” Yoongi jerks his thumb at Hoseok. “-he would not give up on the kiddo. He turned on his flashlight and he sat with her all night long, telling her stories and jokes even as she sat in the corner away from him. Eventually, when it was almost morning she walked right up to this scary old vampire and hugged him, saying he was a ‘good boy, not scary monster’. Literally has not stopped clinging to him since. When the sun rose, this little fuc- I mean, Hoseok…was a human.”

Yoongi takes a deep breath and shakes his head, still not believing what he saw with his own two eyes. Everyone in the room looks at Hoseok and the tiny girl, who shies away from the attention and cuddles further into her new best friend. Hobi smiles brightly and pats her head comfortingly.

You, Tae, and Seokjin all share a few looks, knowing exactly what happened with Hoseok to turn him human.

You’re about to ask how Yoongi turned human, but the door opens and Jungkook walks in at that moment. He looks into the living room when he sees everyone gathered there, then you see him freeze as his eyes land on Hoseok and Yoongi.

His body visibly stiffens, and you feel your heart sink, knowing he must be so confused and angry right now. You stand up and move to get to him, but Jungkook just runs up the stairs, ignoring your shouts for him to stop.

You reach his room a split second before he closes the door, and you force your way in. Jungkook throws his notebook on his bed and kicks his dresser in rage, “Why am I not turning back?! Why?!” He screams.

You don’t know if he actually wants an answer, so you keep quiet and shut the door before he scares everyone.

“First Tae, then Jimin, then Seokjin! And now Yoongi and Hoseok?! What am I doing wrong? Tell me! Please, y/n!! Just tell me what to do!”

“I don’t know.” You whisper brokenly, not sure what to do to help him right now.

Jungkook’s chest heaves and he flops onto his bed, “I don’t understand.” He whispers before putting his face in his hands.

You move to sit beside him, but you refrain from touching him. “Namjoon is still a vampire too.” You say gently, watching as that statement seems to help Jungkook calm down. His breathing evens out and he takes a few breaths.

“He won’t be for long…they’re all going to turn back, and I’ll be a vampire forever.” He looks up at you, his red eyes shining with fresh tears. “What did I do to deserve this, y/n?”

“You didn’t do anything, Kookie.” You lay your head on his shoulder and rub his thigh to comfort him. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I promise.”

~ ~ ~

“So, what happened with Yoongi? I never got to hear that part.” You look back at Hoseok who’s sitting on the bathroom floor with his eyes closed as he leans against the door. The little girl they brought home last night is in the tub, giggling as you wash her off gently.

She warmed up to everyone fairly quickly, but still needs to have Hoseok within her sight for her to be calm, hence the reason he’s currently sitting on the bathroom floor as you bathe her. She hasn’t said anything apart from a few mumblings of ‘hobi’ and ‘good boy’ when she looks at him as if she’s looking at the brightest star.

She grew a quick bond with Taehyung as well, letting him hold her in his lap as long as she could see Hobi. Tae was thrilled to even get to look at the tiny child, his heart pounding from how adorable she is. You’re pretty sure he has plans to steal her loyalty from Hoseok and adopt her at the soonest chance he gets.

Hoseok smiles, his eyes still closed. “Ah, yes. I’m really not sure why it happened…I remember we decided to sneak out the next morning, so I grabbed the little one and Yoongi hyung led the way upstairs. We didn’t hear anything at first, then a Hunter came out of nowhere and started shooting at us. He was alone, thank goodness, but he almost killed all three of us. It didn’t seem to matter to him that me and the little one were humans.” Hobi’s brows furrow. “Then Yoongi hyung slammed him against the wall and went to bite him.”

Your blood freezes at that, remembering Jungkook drinking the man’s blood when the Hunter had hurt you.

“I yelled for him to stop.” Hobi’s voice is quiet. “It was almost like he’d been possessed. He was so enraged that the Hunter kept shooting at us when two of us were humans, that I don’t think he was all there. I was sure he would drink that man’s blood and kill him, but after a minute, Yoongi hyung pulled away from him, he was shaking so bad…then he just knocked the Hunter out, and we left. A few minutes later, Yoongi hyung was complaining about feeling like shit, then I noticed his eyes weren’t red anymore.”

“He turned back because he made the choice not to hurt that Hunter, even when it was what everything in him was telling him to do.” You speak quietly, then you see Hoseok’s eyes pop open as he stares at you. “What does that have to do with it?” He asks curiously.

“It’s the same reason you turned back when little one-” You pat the girl’s small head, “-put her trust in you. Even though you looked like something she feared, she saw the good in you. A child saw the good in you, and it proved that you’re no monster.”

Hoseok looks bewildered until you explain everything to him that you and Taehyung had figured out, then his eyes light up in understanding.

“Ah! And Yoongi hyung proved his good soul by making the decision to spare that man!” Hoseok shouts triumphantly, making the little girl laugh.

“Exactly.” You smile brightly, then you turn back to the small girl, “Hey, we need to find out her name. We can’t keep calling her ‘little one’.” You brush some of her wet bangs out of her face and boop her teeny nose. “What’s your name, honey?”

“Honey!” The girl shouts and grins, little giggles spilling from her pink lips. Hoseok positively beams, “I think that’s a wonderful name for now, it suits her too. Look at her golden hair.”

You turn back to her and smile, “Ok, Honey. Let’s finish cleaning you up, hm?”

~ ~ ~

“Jungkook, just take some deep breaths.” You say calmly, your heart aching as you watch him struggle. The boys have been home for a few days now, so you’ve been taking Jungkook out to the woods to keep him away from them.

You know he’s still upset about them being humans, and him not. It’s really starting to get to his head, you can tell. Jungkook won’t talk about it though, he keeps acting like everything is fine when he’s thinking clearly.

But when the ‘dark cloud’ as he put it before, starts closing in, he shuts himself off completely and distances himself from you. It’s painful for you to watch, but you don’t know what else to do besides let him know you’re always there if he needs you.

Right now, Jungkook is sitting on the rock in your special clearing, his hands clenched into fists as he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to breathe. You can see the turmoil for him, but you’ll never fully understand what’s going on inside of him.

Just accept it!

If you give in, it’ll be so much easier, I promise.

You won’t have to fight it anymore.

Come on, Jungkook.

Give in.

Let it take over.

Let it take away the pain.

You know you want to.

You want it to be easier, don’t you?

Just give in.

Jungkook sighs shakily and holds his hands out for you to take. You hurry over and clasp his cold hands, squeezing them and holding them to your chest. You bring one of his hands up and kiss it gently, “You’re okay, Kookie.” You whisper against his knuckles and see him smile a little, his eyes still closed.

~ ~ ~

You wave goodbye to everyone for the last time before shutting the door and locking it.

Seokjin had decided it was high time for everyone to get out and have some sunshine, so Sooyoung came up with the idea for a picnic. Everyone helped make sandwiches and pack the lunches, then they got ready to leave.

Jungkook opted out of the picnic and you wanted to stay behind with him, so you helped them finish the preparations before sending them all on their way. Little Honey giggling happily made your heart warm, thinking of how close you all were to being able to be free again.

When you lock the door, you walk back to the living room to find Jungkook sitting on the couch, his legs spread out annoyingly enough to not make enough room for you. So, you sit on one of Jin’s armchairs instead.

“What should we do today, Kook?”

You’re met with silence.

“Do you want to read? Or maybe, play a board game?” You suggest kindly, only for Jungkook to shake his head and keep watching Koko swim around aimlessly.

“Ok, we don’t have to do anything. We can just sit and talk.”

More silence.

“Or we can sit and relax, that’s fine too.” You get comfy and close your eyes. After a little while you get restless, so you grab your Beauty and the Beast book and start reading to yourself while Jungkook stays planted in his spot, unmoving. When you glance over at him every now and then, your worry grows more every time.

He’s acting really weird.

Even for the Jungkook he is these days.

The whole day passes like this, with Jungkook staring into space and sometimes clenching his fists or squeezing his eyes shut, and you reading your book. You try to get him to drink a bag of blood, but he refuses.

You eat a small lunch and go back to your reading.

When it’s almost dinner time, and almost time for the others to get back, you sigh and close your book. Then you look at Jungkook, “Hey, we should go and catch fireflies, or maybe pick some flowers, how about it?”

Jungkook suddenly speaks up, scaring you for a minute after not hearing his voice all day.

“What are you doing?”

“Hm?” His question confuses you, and you tilt your head as he turns to look at you for the first time today.

“Don’t play dumb. What game are you playing?”

“Jungkook.” Your voice is tinged with hurt, even though you know he must be having one of his ‘dark cloud’ moments. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yeah, you do.” Jungkook stands up and towers over you, his eyes hard with anger. “I can’t believe I actually fell for it. For you.”

“Jung-“

“Shut up. You think I believe you’re this fucking sweet all the time? Oh, let’s go and catch fireflies and pick flowers and be so fucking nice to everyone!” He mocks you and scoffs running his hand through his hair.

What the hell has gotten into him?

“Ok, Jungkook. I’m going to go and start dinner, you can stay here and I won’t bother you.” You get up to go to the kitchen, but he grabs your arm, stopping you.

“Admit it. You’ve been playing with me this whole time.”

“What are you saying?”

“You never loved me, did you? If you had, I would be a human right now.” Jungkook seethes and you’re taken aback, like he just slapped you in the face.

What happened to him?

“Ok, let go of me. Just try and calm down Jungkook.”

You pry your arm away from him and hurry to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. When you come back you see him standing where you left him. You hold the glass out to him, but he ignores it.

“I don’t need your pity.”

“I’m not pitying you, Kook. I just want to help-“

“That’s all you ever do, isn’t it? Help people. Well, I don’t need your help, and I don’t need you. Get the fuck out of here.” He hisses, but you stay in your spot.

“I said get out!” Jungkook’s voice raises considerably and you flinch when he grabs the glass from your hands and chucks it across the room, the sound bouncing off the walls as it shatters. “Stop lying to me and just get out!” Jungkook’s eyes have turned a deeper shade of red and you know you should leave. He isn’t in his right mind, he can’t think clearly. You’re not sure what triggered it, but he’s somehow convinced himself that you don’t really love him, and you’ve been lying to him this whole time.

“I swear y/n, you better leave right now before I fucking lose it.” He growls and you swallow the lump in your throat, not knowing what to do. Should you leave and let him calm down? Or would leaving make him think that his worries are true? You stay planted in your spot but regret soon washes over you when Jungkook grabs your arm suddenly and pushes you into the wall. Your head smacks against the hard wood, the world spinning for a second.

“Ouch, Jungkook! You’re hurting me.” You hiss in pain, but he just glares into your eyes, no regret swimming in his as he pinches your arm harder, and you know this isn’t your Jungkook. You dare to look into his eyes, your heart stopping in your chest at the murderous gaze staring back at you. All evidence that he ever loved you is nowhere to be found, nothing but hatred in his dark red orbs. Then you gasp when Jungkook opens his mouth and you see his fangs have grown longer. “All you ever did was play with me, isn’t that right y/n? Answer me!” You flinch again but can’t tear your eyes away from the sharp white canines that are only a few inches from your face.

Jungkookie wouldn’t hurt me.

You keep repeating it in your head like a mantra, over and over.

“N-no, Jungkook. I really do love yo-“

“Liar.”

Jungkookie wouldn’t hurt me.

“Jeon Jungkook, I love you- ah!” You scream when you feel his fangs sink partly into your neck. His eyes are a deep red and he growls at your cry of pain. “Shut up, you did this to yourself.” The shock that he’s bitten you swarms through your veins in a hot rush.

You cry when you feel him start to sink his teeth in again on the spot where he just bit you. When he starts sucking and you feel your head start spinning, you whimper quietly, “Kookie.” He freezes at the nickname, then shakes his head as if to clear it before sinking his teeth into you again. The sharp pain is indescribable as you choke on your tears.

“Kookie, you broke your promise…you said you’d never hurt me…” You whimper as you feel yourself start to lose consciousness, the pain and blood loss rushing to your brain. A single tear slips down your cheeks. At those words, Jungkook pulls away, his eyes dimming to a dull red once again.

His mind starts to clear as he finally registers what’s going on when your body goes limp in his hands and he catches you as you start to slide down the wall, “Y/n? What-”

Just then Taehyung walks through the door, Ga-In right next to him and Seokjin following behind. They all freeze at the sight of a panicked Jungkook holding your limp body, blood trickling down your neck. Ga-In’s hands fly to her mouth in horror and Taehyung just stares in shock. Jin shoulders passed them both and steps towards Jungkook cautiously.

“Jungkook…what did you do?”

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Daryl Dixon x Grimes!OC

Slow Burn Relastionship

Warnings: language, violence, abuse, sexual content, little bit of depression, anxiety

Chapter 40

I had woke up from a loud clap of thunder. I noticed I was laying on something and looked down. Nope, I was laying to someone. That someone being Daryl. The doors were rattling and I heard the growls of walkers.

"Daryl," I said shaking him.

"Hmm?" He hummed.

"Get up. There walkers at the doors. The storms blowing the doors open!" I said and stood up.

Daryl jumped up and we ran over to the doors. We put both hands on the doors and tried to keep them shut. Everyone else waking up and coming over to help.

After the storm settled and we didn't hear the walkers anymore we all went back to sleep.

Later in the morning Maggie and Sasha came back with a man. Said his name was Aaron and he was a community. He told Rick he had photos him his bag. Said he had been following us for days and thinks we would make great additions to the group.

Rick of not trusting anything he said had us go out where the vehicles were and check around to check that it wasn't an ambush. Once we saw he was telling the truth we argued about going to the community or not.

Rick didn't want to go. He didn't trust the man. But in the end, we did end up going. We met up with Eric who was Aaron's boyfriend. He had twisted his ankle running from walkers. We were in some old buildings.

We were waiting for Rick, Glenn, Michonne, and Aaron to come to meet us. I knelt in front of Eric and looked over his ankle. "It's just sprained. Just need to keep off of it for a while," I told him as I bandaged it up.

"Are you a nurse?" He asked.

"No. I'm a doctor," I told him. "Dr. Nikyla Grimes."

The next morning we headed towards the community called Alexandria. Pulling up to tall walls and a gate. We walked in and Aaron leads us to Deanna the leader's place.

The place was untouched. It looked completely normal like the world never ended. People were living like dead people were walking around eating people.

We stopped in front of the house and Aaron explained that Deanna would want to talk to us all separately. Rick had gone first. When he came out he told me it was my turn.

I walked into the house and a living area. "Please sit," I heard a woman say and looked over to see a woman sitting on the couch.

I sat in a chair in front of her. I hope you don't mind me filming this," she said and I shook my head.

"Please state your name," she said.

"Nikyla Grimes," I said.

"Do you relate to Rick?" She asked.

"He's my brother," I said.

"So, Nikyla, what did you do before all this?"

"I was in medical school. I was in my residency," I said.

"Wow. You're so young and you were a resident already?" She said

"I graduated high school when I was 16. Skipped three grades," I said.

"Wow, so your the doctor for the group?"

"Yes,"

"Were you in a particular field?" She asked.

No, I was kinda just helping in the emergency department," I said.

"Well, we do have a doctor here. He's a surgeon. Maybe you can work with him in the infirmary," she said.

Yeah, I guess. I can go now?" I asked.

"Of course. Could you send Daryl in please," she said and I walked out of the house and down the steps.

'Daryl, you're up," I told him.

After everyone did we were lead to two big houses. We check them both put but decided to all stay in the biggest one together still not trusting this place. I walked upstairs and into a bedroom. There was a large queen-sized bed and a walk-in closet that had clothes in it. I went through the clothes.

I found a pair of jeans and a tank that looked like would fit me and I head into the bathroom attached to the bedroom.

I turned the shower on expected only cold water but I figure I check. Once the water started heating my mood changed from crappy to happy.

I stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash over me and wash all the dirt, blood, and grime off of my body and out of my hair. After I was finished washing I got out and wrapped the fluffy towel around me. I stood at the sink and brushed my teeth and my hair before getting dressed and walking outside.

Daryl was sitting on the porch with the opossum he killed. He was gutting it. "You gotta do that now?" I asked.

He turned and looked at me "pfft," he huffed.

"What?" I asked.

"So what, your trust this place?" He said.

"Daryl, I wanted to be clean. Just because I got a shower does not mean I trust this place. But we need to give it a chance. It's better than being out there," I told him.

Later that night we all gathered pillows and blankets and slept in the living room. Deanna came over to see how we were settling in. She wanted Rick and Michonne to be constables. She hasn't figured out what job would be good for Daryl yet. She walked over to me and stood in front of me.

"Nikyla I wanted to give you these," she said handing me a white lab coat and stethoscope.

"Thanks I have my stethoscope though so I won't need that," I said taking the coat.

The next more I got dressed and put the lab coat on and grabbed my stethoscope. And went outside to head to the infirmary. I saw Daryl on the porch cleaning his crossbow. "I hose you down!" I heard Carol yell as she walked down the street.

"You look ridiculous!" He yelled back.

"You ever going to shower?" I asked him.

He looked up and scuffed. "What now?" I asked.

"Now that you're back to being in the white coat you think you're better than the rest of us?" He said.

"Excuse me? What the hell is up your ass? I did nothing to you. And I sure the hell don't think I'm better than anyone!" I yelled.

"Whatever," he said.

I scuffed and walked down the steps "Yeah, whatever is right, Dixon. Take a fucking shower!" I yelled and walked towards the infirmary.

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whyralltheusernamestaken · 5 years ago

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Okay so I have an oc names is Arbany her quirk is indestructible wings and telekinesis and I would like u to do her x Bakugo where they fight and he say something that hurts her feelings and she later has a fight with some villains and almost die and whatever else u wanna add but an happy ending if that’s not too much for you I don’t wanna stress u out and if u don’t wanna do it it’s fine or if you have an better idea I will gladly take that thank u so much again I love you work take care 💕💕💕

A/N : omggg tysm for requesting and you’re so sweet ahhhh!! It actually means the world to me!

Apologises if she’s ooc, I’m not really sure what her personality is like.

Bakugou x oc

Warnings : violence/fighting, swearing

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Arbany had met Bakugou during the June of their first year in high school, meeting each other for the first time when her school Shiketsu High bumped into his. The impression they left on each other wasn’t the best. She remembered him as the foul mouthed, egoistic boy with a superiority complex, and he saw her as a good for nothing brat with one too many words and nothing but a dumb set of wings.

She had managed to knock him off his pedestal after she received her hero licence before he had and it sparked rivalry of sorts, Bakugou vowing that he would never lose to her again. They had stayed in contact after Kirishima asked for her number, adding her to a group chat with himself, Bakugou and a few more of their friends.

Soon, unbeknown to any of their other mutual friends, they had began to text privately, and she often found herself rushing to the phone whenever his special notification sounded. They would often take about modern day affairs, the latest updates on well known heroes and villains, and sometimes they would open up and talk about themselves, asking each other for advice on certain things or how their day went.

It wasn’t long before Arbany found herself developing a massive crush on him. Sure his attitude was brash and unnecessarily rude, but that didn’t mean he was a terrible person, in fact he did care a lot, and she supposed he just tried hard not show it for some odd reason or another.

They would meet up regularly, normally at places that were a few train stations away from their houses. The distance between their schools wasn’t incredibly big, but it did take at least an hour to get to one place from another, so they compromised with spots in the middle. On specials occasions, when it was their birthdays or a pubic holiday, one would wait by the school gates of the other.

This led to their classmates noticing and hence teasing them about each other. On Arbany’s side, her face would flush, ears light pink as her friends made comments about shipping them whereas on the other side of town, Bakugou would scream threats as his friends laughed.

Eventually, they started dating. It was a few weeks into the second year and Bakugou had asked her out during a picnic in a field with a wreath of fresh flowers that he had hidden in his backpack and a necklace. It was cheesy, and he was embarrassed the entire time, his cheeks dusted with red, letting out small curses every now as then, but he decided the massive smile on who was now his girlfriend’s face was worth him putting down his ego and taking the first step.

In the following autumn, Arbany had transferred into his school for the last year, after her parents moved for their jobs, she decided to finish off her second year at Shiketsu before joining her parents closer to UA. She was understandably upset at leaving behind her good friends, however being with her boyfriend of nearly a year and also his friends, who she was pretty close to as well, helped cheer her up significantly.

“Arbany!” Mina called, waving her over to the side of the gym. She walked over, pulling on her sports jumper as Aizawa began telling them of today’s training lesson. It was a 1v1 spar with no quirks and he gave everyone the choice to choose a partner.

“Are you going to spar Bakugou?” Mina asked.

Arbany started, “Possibly I-” before cutting herself off as she watched the blonde stomp towards Midoriya.

“Fight me Deku.” he shouted.

She laughed slightly, shaking her head before turning back to Mina. “I think I’ll choose someone I rarely train with.” she said, to which the latter nodded.

“Alright, you better not loose!” she cheered before walking off. Arbany looked around, catching sight of Todoroki standing alone.

“Hey Todoroki!” she called out, smiling as he turned around. “Would you like to be my partner?”

He nodded politely, before the pair began walking to an empty marked area of the hall. Her physical skill was only a few hairs short of Todoroki’s, him often catching to smallest openings and attacking. She stepped back in a wide stance, bringing her leg up which he blocked, before jumping up and swinging the other leg. He dodged, stepping backwards as she swung up, about to land a punch when a sudden large explosion sounded.

“The hell?” she jumped back, whipping her head around to see a large charred dent in the floor of the hall.

“Bakugou! This is a no quirk exercise.” Aizawa shouted, using his scarf to hold the younger boy back from continuing to attack Midoriya. “Are you alright Midoriya?”

She felt a small pang of guilt. Maybe if she had spotted Bakugou’s increasing anger towards the other boy, then she could have possibly prevented this. Maybe she should’ve payed more attention to her own boyfriend.

“I’ll take him to nurse’s office.” she offered, walking towards the boy and pulling on his arm.

“It’s alright I’m fine.” Midoriya protested, shaking his head but she tugged on his arm again and he followed without much more complaint. In the background she could hear Bakugou screaming at her to leave the damn nerd alone but she simply ignored him.

After leaving the hall, she slowed down her pace, letting go of his arm. “I’m sorry about Katsuki, I’m not sure why he even thought something like that would be acceptable.” she sighed, rubbing her forehead as Midoriya awkwardly chuckled.

“It’s not your fault don’t worry.” he reassured her.

“No it’s not.” she huffed out frustrated, “but maybe I could’ve talked him out of pulling something like this.”

Midoriya shook his head. “I think we need to sort it out between ourselves.” he said. “There’s no need to blame yourself Arbany.”

She nodded and sighed, stepping into the nurse’s office after him and looking around for any burn ailments.

Bakugou was seething. He detested the thought of his girlfriend together with the only person on earth that he utterly loathed. As soon as class ended, he rushed off to find Arbany, spotting her near their classroom and pulling her to the side.

“Why are you hanging out with the damn Deku.” Bakugou asked.

She sighed, grimacing. “I was not ‘hanging out’ with him, I went to treat him for a burn that you caused.” she answered, pointing a figure to his chest.

“He could’ve easily taken care of that himself.” he muttered.

“No Katsuki. He could’ve easily not been hurt at all if you just learn how to grow up.”

He could feel himself shaking with anger as he clenched his fists. “What the fuck do you mean I need to grow up.”

“Katsuki you are literally an adult next year, stop acting like a child towards someone who literally hasn't done anything to deserve this hate.”

“So you’re defending him now?”

“Yes! Yes I am because I think you’re being utterly unreasonable.”

“I don’t get you. You’re my girlfriend and yet-”

“Exactly! I’m your girlfriend and you should listen to me when I tell you what you’re doing something wrong. I care about you and that’s exactly why I’m not going to condone this behaviour.”

“But he’s just a fucking loser-” He stopped shouting to hold his head with his hand, rubbing his temple. “Look, I didn’t pull you over for a fight.”

“Well I’m not sure what you expected pulling a stunt like that.”

“Look I can explain-”

“You literally attempted to kill him. For what reason? Because he’s your rival?”

“No because-”

The sound of a phone ringing cut him off. “Hold on, let me take this.” she said, side stepping away and bringing the phone up to her ear.

“Hello? Arbany speaking.”

“Hello Arbany, you are being requested for a case.”

“Alright, I’m coming right now.”

“Mirio is waiting for you at the front gates.”

“Thank you.” she said before hanging up the phone, turning around. “Listen I’ve got a job now, but don’t you dare think this conversation is over Bakugou Katsuki.”

“Wait- Arbany!”

She ignored him, rushing off back to the classroom to gather her bag before running down the hallway and stairs. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs, telling herself to stay calm as she slowly counted to 10 before regaining her composure. “You’re okay Arbany, you can do this.” she said to herself, pushing open the main doors and quickly walking to the school’s front gate.

“Mirio!” she called out, a smile plastered on her face as she threw her bag in the back seat and climbed into the passenger’s seat.

“Hey Arbany.” he replied, throwing her and earpiece before starting the engine and speeding down the road as she put on her seat belt, catching herself with her hand as the car lurched forward.

“Woah, slow down or you’re going to hit someone.” she laughed, securing the piece around her ear.

“I’ll be careful, but today’s job is really urgent.” he said, and she grimaced at the lack of a single hint of humour in his voice.

“Well that sucks, who is it?”

“The League again.” he sighed.

“Seriously? I’ve never met them before.” she answered, a pang of excitement hitting her as she was finally going to face the area’s most infamous villains.

“Really? They’ve been all over your class since first year.”

“Oh damn. I transferred this year so I guess I missed all of the fun stuff.” she answered.

“Well, I wouldn’t say fun.” he replied with a small laugh. “Your boyfriend did end up kidnapped for a good few days.”

She huffed at the word boyfriend and this caused Mirio to loosen up and actually laugh for one time in their journey. His usual upbeat self was incredibly tense and Arbany noticed as soon as she heard his less than enthusiastic greeting. “What did he do this time?”

“Arh.” She put her head in her hands before looking back up and staring at the traffic light. “I don’t even know, he just acts like a child like oh my fucking god Katsuki you’re turning 18 next year and you’re still trying to kill this poor bean over some childhood superiority complex.” she ranted, throwing her hands up in the air, hitting the car’s ceiling by accident.

“That sounds like him.” Mirio laughed, turning the corner, them both now spotting a massive colour of smoke.

“Well shit.” she cursed, tightening her grip on her seat belt as she saw a few people running away from the general direction. “Care to brief me in on which fucker might have done this?”

“Most likely Dabi.” he replied. “He’s the most active member who has a fire quirk. Just a warning, they may possibly have nomus.”

He pulled over to the side of the road, a sticker on his car’s windscreen showing that he was okay to do what would have otherwise been illegal parking. She got out of the car, running towards the scene. “Damn I don’t even have my hero suit on.” she complained under her breath, jumping into the air and with a flap of her wings she was above, looking down towards the scene.

“[hero name] here reporting for duty.” she called out after turning the ear piece on.

“Alright Arbany, your job is to make sure all civilians are out of the area.”

“Understood.” she answered, starting by doing a massive lap around the burning building with her wings. Spotting a pair walking towards it’s general direction, she swooped down and guided them to another route, before flying back up.

Getting closer to the building her eye caught sight on a fairly unburnt rooming, severely out of place considering the entire building was up in roaring flames and smoke. She slowly made her way to, realising a fairly young woman had been using her quirk to fireproof the room, but visibly growing tired. Arbany banged harshly on the window, getting no response as the woman remained leaning against her bed, almost motionless apart from the slight turn of her head, her eyes widening at the fact that someone had noticed her.

Arbany landed on the balcony, stepping back before swinging her leg up and shattering the window. She reached inside and unlatched the door, walking in hurriedly and placing her hands underneath the woman’s knees and back.

“Are you alright miss?” she asked, lifting her up and exiting the building.

She closed her eyes, a faint smile on her lips. “Thank you...”

“It’s alright.” Arbany replied, dropping to the ground at the sight of an ambulance, passing the woman over to a health worker. “Have some rest.” she said before jumping back into the air.

Before she could even travel another few feet, something at an incredible speed knocked into her from behind, sending her shooting down into the ground. “Fuck!” she screamed, wrapping her wings around her as she plummeted into the concrete.

“Arbany? Are you alright?” her ear piece sounded.

“Oh my fucking god.” she cried out, standing back up with a wobble and turning to see a massive lump of muscle and flesh flying in the sky. “Holy shit that thing is ugly.” she snorted, rolling back her shoulders to ease the tension as she most likely had to face that thing.

“That’s a nomu. Try not to engage in contact.”

“I think it’s a bit too late for that.” she responded as it started flying down towards her at a rapid speed.

“We’re sending another pro hero your way. Stay on your toes until then.”

“Alright.” she answered, focusing her mind on the incoming nomu and trying to stop it with her telekinesis. It slowed down considerably, no longer a blur in the sky, however she knew that once it reached her, even with a swing of it’s arm, she would be toast.

She couldn’t take her eyes off it otherwise he telekinesis would cease to work, so slowly she flew back into the air. The nomu changed it’s direction of path and sped towards her. She watched it intently as it grew closer and closer and by the time it was arms distance, she forced all of her energy onto it. It slowed down even more, and with that, she flew up, waiting for it be directly underneath her, before hardening her wings and burying them into it’s muscles as knifes.

It let out an ear piercing howl and with that she focused her telekinesis onto her leg, giving it extra as she stomped downwards on the nomu’s body. It started falling almost instantly, yet in that minuscule time frame, it had grabbed onto her ankle, pulling her down as well. With a shift of it’s body, it launched Arbany down towards the ground with it’s immense strength.

“Fuck.” she screamed. Her wings couldn’t catch any updraft of air so she resorted to encasing herself in her wings again. She hit the ground with a massive crash, the things around her becoming debris as she lay still in the dent in the ground.

In the quick seconds this had all occurred, she had forgotten to unharden her wings. She groaned in frustration at her stupidity as she felt an overwhelming pain in her side.

“Well fuck I might be out of commission soon.” she announced, roughly pulling out one of her feathers out of her side and tying her clothes tightly around the wound.

“You can stop Arbany, Endeavour has made it to your area.”

“I’m gonna keep helping until I can’t move anymore.” she muttered, standing up slowly as she winced at her side wound. She fell in pain as she stretched out her wings. Her wings were indestructible yes, the bones in them could never break, however that didn’t mean the rest of her body was too. The muscles connecting her wings to her back had been severely injured in the fall.

She felt utterly useless. She was a combat hero as much as a rescue one but she had essentially failed at both tasks. She watched as the nomu burned up in flames, still rushing towards Endeavour in a rage. With the last part of her energy, she focused and stopped most of it’s movements, and he sent another fire attack it’s way. With it unable to dodge or even shake out the flames, it slowly burnt up. She guessed this one was the regenerative type the others had encountered before.

With a small nod, satisfied at her help, she leaned against a wall and said “Alright well I’m gonna take a quick nap.”

“Arbany you are still in the battlefield, open your eyes right now!” She winced at the shouting in her ear and grumbled.

“Fine fine, I’m leaving.” she slowly started limping away, her hand on the wall to steady her and she made her way back to the main road. Spotting the ambulance again she stood up straight to walk over, missing the curb and falling flat on her face.

She felt fatigue wash over her as she rested her head on the concrete. Her head was spinning uncontrollably and she closed her eyes shut, hearing people running over to her as she slowly faded away.

~~~

“Kacchan I’m guessing you’re going to visit Arbany right now?” Midoriya asked as Bakugou strolled into the kitchen.

“What?” he scowled, turning his attention to the other boy with a glare.

“Wait you haven’t heard?”

“Do I look like I have Deku? Fucking spit it out already.”

“R-right, Arbany’s in hopsital after the villain attack by the-”

“Are you fucking with me Deku? I swear to god.”

“N-no I’m not!” he quickly answered, shaking his head before getting out his phone and turning to the most recent screenshot. “It’s on the news.”

Bakugou snatched the phone off him, his eyes squinted as he hurriedly read the small test. “Fuck.” he said, tossing the phone back to him absentmindedly as he rushed out of the kitchen, grabbing someone’s random jacket that was rested on the couch before running out of the door.

He sprinted all the way to the front gate, propelling himself with his quirk. He stopped at a main road, waving down a taxi aggressively before jumping inside and demanding they go to the nearest hospital. He tapped his feet impatiently as the drive there felt so agonisingly long. His eye watched digital distance measurer and calculator, pulling out what he assumed to be more than enough cash.

“Just park here.” he demanded as the hospital came into view.

“Sir I can’t-”

“Just fucking park here.” he shouted, the timid guy agreeing and stopping the car. He slammed the cash onto the dashboard before bolting out.

“Sir your change.” the driver called out.

“Keep it for all I care.” he shouted back, not sparing another glance as he ran into the hospital, knocking into a few people and almost colliding with a few more.

“Arbany. Arbany [L/N]” he said at the front desk as he almost started shouting at the receptionist for how slow he felt she was going.

“Second floor, room 214.” she said and he nodded, rushing to the elevators.

“Please refrain from running in here.” she called out from behind him. “This is a hospital, not a playground.”

He disregarded her words, pressing the up button multiple times, watching the floors come down to the ground, stepping in and pressing the 2. He soon reached her room, knocking before entering. She sat up on the bed, grimacing slightly as her side throbbed.

“Fucking hell, what were you thinking.” he said, sitting down next to her. His words were harsh but she could hear the genuine worry in them.

“Funny thing right, I did this to myself.” she chuckled, pouting when he didn’t show any reaction to her lightheartedness expect sighing.

“You idiot. Do you know how worried I was when I heard that. And if was from that nobody Deku as well.” he rubbed his eyes, his lips drawn up in a tight grimace.

She kissed her teeth. “Yeah, we’ve got to sort out what problem you have with Midoriya.”

“Fuck that brat, don’t think you can just change the conversation topic. What the fuck were you doing out there to get you landed in this bloody hell.” he threw his hands up, but his tone remained worried, making sure not to raise his voice at her.

“I’m a hero Katsuki, of course there are going to be injuries now and then.” she reasoned.

“I know.” he breathed out. He knew too that it was inevitable. They were both aiming to be pro hero and such a path like that wouldn’t be smooth sailing. “I know, I just...”

She stayed silent, not rushing him to go on as she wrapped her fingers around his. He clasped her hand in both of his, bringing them up to his head as he looked down at the bed. “I was scared.” he whispered.

Her heart melted at his words. It was almost never that someone like Bakugou would put down his pride to admit something like that. She reached over with her other hand, stroking his hair as he continued. “They wrote about you as if you were in some life threatening condition.”

She giggled. “That’s the media for you.”

“I, I thought I might lose you.” he said. She felt him shaking and pulled him towards her, wrapping her arm around him.

“I’m not going to leave you, you dummy.” she assured him. “I promise.”

He pulled back, flicking her on the forehead. “You better, otherwise I’m gonna follow you to hell and beat your ass.”

“Hey!” she pouted. “Who says I’d end up in hell anyways.”

“Pfft, and you’re going to heaven then?”

“Yes!”

“In your dreams.” he snorted.

She laughed at him before they fell into a silence, fiddling with his fingers as he simply just stared her.

“What’s up sweatpea?” she asked, tilting her head to the side and trying to read his expression.

“I love you dumbass.”

“Ew gross.” she laughed as he glared at her. “I’m just joking, ow! Don’t hit me I’m injured.”

Leaning back on the bed and away from him, she stuck her tongue out. “Say it back.” he demanded.

She squinted her eyes at him. “Are you sure you’re not the injured one Katsuki?”

He huffed and crossed his arms. “Fine then. Be like that.”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding oh my god.” she rolled her eyes, leaning forwards to peck him on the lips.

“I love you too, you baby.”

If it wasn’t for her being injured, he might have blown her to pieces in sheer embarrassment.

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shsl-fluff · 5 years ago

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uhh,,, saw your reply to my ask and i- snsjs thanks a lot, ur really nice. i guess I'll request something to get ya started, I hope you don't mind! 👉🏻👈🏻 could i get sdr2 boys w/ a fem! shsl baker s/o? s/o is really affectionate and sweet too, she wears pink and pastel clothing with her baker outfit, + firmly believes in the phrase "sometimes kindness is enough" + that even bad people deserve a second chance. just trying to ship my cute af oc with my fav boys, don't mind me.. 👉🏻👈🏻 >u< 💐

This was really fun to write! I'm so sorry that it took a while. Also, some of these are more based in the middle of the relationship, some are more meeting to the beginning of the relationships. I hope you don't mind :)

Sdr2 boys with a fem, shsl baker S/O who is very kind, patient, and affectionate

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

People aren't normally very patient with him, especially due to how on edge he can get

It's a bit shocking for him to see that you've stuck around, even before you started dating

When you two first cuddled he was so embarrassed. Blushing bright red and muttering a few reluctant insults before going quiet and just being a bright red mess.

You don't remember if he fell asleep in your arms, or if you fell asleep in his, but it didn't matter.

You kiss him every morning. Sometimes it wakes him up and other times it doesn't, but it makes you happy either way.

He really has a sweet tooth, even if he doesn't like admitting it. Peko and yourself might be some of the only ones who know.

You often surprise him with sweet things. Cakes, cookies, cupcakes, and especially doughnuts.

He always acts a bit annoyed at first but the facade collapses as he eats

"You didn't have to make me anything, you know? I don't like sweets"

"Thank you, (Y/N)... This is amazing, as usual"

Gundham Tanaka

The Lord of darkness and a sweet baker never seemed like they'd be the best pair, but they were.

Even before you got together, you would surprise him with small cakes you were creating recipes for to get his opinions

"A Lord of darkness such as myself does not need such worldly goods!"

Yet he still eats them and showers you with compliments

Apparently, all the horrific forces at play in the many universes would enjoy them

When you found out about his demonic beasts, you found them absolutely adorable

You went to your recipe book to see if you could find any treats for hamsters but couldn't find any.

The same went for online

So you made that your mission. Making a sweet for only the most ferocious of hamster beasts.

You tried to keep it a secret, but gundham found out, and declared he must join you on your mission in life.

Every afternoon he would meet you at your kitchen and you'd both work on recipes to find something that would be easy to replicate and mass produce that brings the dark devas powers to their fullest potential.

You would work until the early hours of the morning. What was once going to be a small present had spiraled out of control, but you didn't mind.

It was fun to spend your time with someone as passionate as the ultimate breeder.

When you had finally cracked the code, it was early in the morning. He was so happy that he looked like he was about to hug you

"(Y/N), I often wish you weren't a mere human." He said as he watched the devas eat their sacred meals.

"Even a human of your strength would perish by simply touching me, and it pains my heart"

He continued to ramble about how his power had the ability to destroy any human, and how he sometimes feared making companions for that reason

And then you hugged him

He was caught by surprise, and shocked when you didn't turn to dust in front of him

Maybe you weren't human after all

He decided you would be a perfect companion to rule the underworld with someday.

He crowned you the princess of darkness and unwavering determination.

Hajime Hinata

Though he was a reserve course student, Hajime would often spend time with your class after school.

He just became one of the pals.

You loved giving out treats during homeroom, so you would make sure to save him some to give him after school.

"I'm so sorry that it isn't warm, Hinata! Oh! What if you come with me? I'll make you some of whatever you want!"

You dragged him off to your room.

"What do you want? I'll make anything!"

He reluctantly said he'd have some chocolate chip cookies.

You whipped them up instantly and gave them to you nice and warm.

He thanked you generously.

You continued the habit of making him things, making them more and more creative.

His favorite was your orange zest cupcakes

He had wanted to ask you on a date for a while, but was too shy to. He was a reserve course student, why would you go after him of all people?

Mahiru ended up being sick of him being so shy, so she asked for him.

You laughed and accepted.

You both went out to dinner a few days later. He was flustered and yet also a little frustrated that Mahiru rushed him.

The dinner went overall well, and he walked you home that evening.

He thanked you for coming out with him and being so kind and sweet

And then you suddenly

Kissed his cheek

He went deep red and flustered as he sorta blanked out

He kissed you back quickly as you parted ways.

You both couldn't wait for tomorrow

Imposter (Byakuya)

You decided to hand out brownies to your class one morning, when they were nice and warm.

Almost everyone showered you with praise for the baked goods, but one person especially. Byakuya Togami.

He told you it was the best food made by a commoner he had ever tasted.

You two slowly grew closer as you brought in baked goods once a week.

At first he had treated you with overall indifference, yet as you talked to him more he slowly opened up to you.

He talked about his favorite foods, his favorite brands, and even his hobbies.

As you two started to talk out of school, you noticed some things that didn't seem to fit in with the way he normally talked. He wasn't calling you a commoner anymore.

He started to treat you like an equal.

One morning when you were handing out baked goods during class, he gave you a note.

Meet me at my locker after school today. I have something important to talk to you about -Byakuya Togami

He didn't say anything else, besides a quiet thanks.

When you went to his locker after school, he looked surprisingly anxious

"Follow me, we're going to the park, (Y/N)" he said coolly

He sat down on the bench next to you under a cherry blossom tree.

He let his secrets spill. That he always wanted to be someone else. Someone who would be noticed. That he wasn't even sure who he was…

He spoke quietly and with a steady voice as he stared you in the eyes

"Would you really care about someone who you don't really know?" He asked.

"Yes, yes I would Byakuya. Because even if that isn't your name, I didn't befriend a name or a face… I befriended you for your heart"

He looked like he was about to cry as he pulled you into a soft embrace.

Kazuichi Soda

Souda really, really loved touch, and was surprisingly easy fluster.

He loved it when you held his hand in public, it would make his heart thunder out of his chest.

Not to mention cuddling

Running your hands through his hair

He would rub your back sometimes, too.

Whenever your kitchen gadgets broke, he would rush over and fix them.

He tried to add some mods, too. To make things faster or more efficient.

They were often to fast to use reasonably, but you thanked him for them anyway

You loved surprising him in his garage when he was working.

You would always bring him his favorite- death by chocolate cupcakes.

Sometimes you'd get grease on your clothes. He'd rush to help you clean them and try to get the stains out.

When he realized they wouldn't be able to fully get it out, he took her to the store and bought the same outfit, along with something else.

He adored spoiling you.

You were his princess.

Nagito Komaeda

You had heard some of the things your classmates had said about one of the ultimate lucks. That he was creepy and had an obsession with the other ultimates

You didn't believe them. You didn't think they were lying or anything, just that they didn't understand him.

You decided to introduce yourself to him, and he was so excited.

An ultimate would talk to him?

He apologized in advance for having to put up with trash like himself.

You assured him he wasn't trash, and even invited him to hang out after school.

He asked about what your ultimate talent was.

When he heard baker, he was awed. Oh the hope that you would be able to bring into others with your treats!

You two would gradually hang out more and more and become better friends.

You would bake him something every time, but something always turned out wrong.

A bit of eggshell somehow got in, the vanilla would slip out of your fingers and dump into the batch, the baking time on the recipe was wrong, or something had spilled on your cookbook

Nagito had to anxiously explain the way his luck worked. Terrible luck had to come before good luck, followed by even more terrible luck.

"Well then, I don't mind! As long as you're getting some good luck, I don't mind having to bake something a few times to get it correct for you due to bad luck"

He was shocked by your amount of hope and kindness.

"What do you think the good luck is, by the way?" You asked him suddenly

"To be honest, I think its spending time with you after school, (Y/N)"

He asked you out, and you accepted. He thought it was all his luck, but it wasn't.

You loved giving him love and affection. Even small things like holding his hands in public, to cuddling him on the couch when you watch tv together.

The bad luck would really be inconvenient, yet you got through it if it meant you got to spend time with him.

He often rambled about how much he didn't deserve you, yet you always cut him off and tell him how much you loved him.

He loved you so much

You loved him so much.

Nekomaru Nidai

You two were both rather sweet to others, so it made sense that you got along right away.

You quickly became the power couple of the school

He would pick you up and carry you on his shoulders all the time and make up little excuses for why he'd do it

Maybe it'd be faster if he just took you

It was for his workout

You had to grab something on the shelf

So on and so forth.

You didn't mind, you just loved being carried by him.

You would have movie nights with him all the time.

You'd make cookies and pop some popcorn, and then cuddle with him or sit on his lap as the movie started

His favorite movie was Rocky

His favorite movie snack was your oatmeal bar cookies.

Sometimes he massages you during the movies. You swear that those are the best things in the world.

He invites you to work out with Akane all the time. You aren't very athletic but accept anyway!

He has a list of exercises to help different parts of your body so you get a balanced yet not painfully difficult workout. It's one he had once used for a beginner's team, but it works well for you too.

He makes sure to work out at a pace you can handle and gives you tons of tips before going off to spar with Akane

Sometimes, the winner gets your cookies.

Those are the most intense any of their battles get

Teruteru Hanamura

You and Teruteru had something in common before even knowing each other, as both of your ultimates were centered around culinary

He hadn't really tried to bake before

You decided to invite him to your home so you could show him what he was missing

He treated it like it was a date, and kept making inappropriate jokes the whole time, but you didn't really mind too much.

He was having fun after all.

You guys kept inviting each other over, either cooking or baking with one another.

You realized he had feelings for you, but didn't reciprocate for a while

One day when you were cooking together it just hit you that you loved him

You loved his passion for his craft

You loved his kindness

You loved his humor

You loved him.

You asked him out

He accepted

Some things- a lot of things- stayed the same.

You would cook and bake every day together and search through recipe books to find new things to make

Other things changed

You were both big on cuddling and affection and couldn't get out of eachothers arms at night

His accent totally changed too. You didn't expect him to speak in a southern accent, but also didn't mind

It was nice to hear him talk about how beautiful you were in that voice. It showed you he didn't have to put up a front around you.

He would buy you aprons and dresses with light, pastel colours.

He just loved how everything looked on you.

He would also buy some risque clothes, but if it made you very uncomfortable, he'd stop.

You realized why some of your classmates hated him, he could be pervy at times, even bordering on creepy.

But that was just one flaw about him.

His passion was almost unrivaled by your classmates, not to mention how funny he could be.

You just had to stick around to see that passion. Your patience went a long way.

#phew that took a while #justweebsworld #sdr2 goodbye despair #sdr2 #sdr2 scenarios #fuyuhiko kuzuryuu #gundham tanaka #hajime hinata #lol i cant write hajime #shsl imposter #byakuya twogami #lol i cant write shsl imposter #kazuichi souda #nagito komaeda #nekomaru nidai #teruteru hanamura

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Hell or High Water: Part II

Pairing: Tommy x OC

Summary: Having a detective as a partner pays off when you’re a gangster.

Length: 1704 words (allegedly)

Warnings: Swearing

Ask: Hell or high water is amazing ! can u write a 2nd part where she talks to polly and the rest of the family and maybe something happens so that they learn to trust her ? - Anonymous

A/N: I hope this is up your alley, anon! I was writing this and was lowkey scared for Sara’s future and may make a part III, but I don’t really know.

Part I: Hell or High Water ; Masterlist

It had been nearly a year since Polly had declared Sara what she was: not a Shelby and never to be one. Sara moved back to London for more pressing assignments, and, to her absolute delight, Tommy kept his promise. He got a reasonably sized apartment for himself when he bought Ada's house. Sara would stay there with him when he visited, lovely suspenders and trousers already in the drawers.

"How did you manage all of this?" She asked as she looked into the wardrobe. Tommy wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and kissed her shoulder.

"I've got my ways, Miss Miller. One day I'll convince you to move in here too," he mumbled that last bit.

"But then it wouldn't be very inconspicuous would it," she pointed out. Instead of an answer, Tommy tugged her button-down from her trousers and continued her undressing.

Even for a short amount of time, you learn more about someone when you live with someone. Sara already did an impeccably good job at reading him, but she had gotten too good. She never let on, but Sara knew what flour on his pants leg and the lingering smell of illegal rum meant. She also knew that it was only a matter of time before it happened.

"Fuck me," she murmured to herself when she opened the file that was waiting on her desk after lunch. She sat and read up on the man she would surely be in bed with that weekend. "Thomas Michael Shelby, decorated veteran. At least it's interesting." There was a knock at the door, and her boss's pageboy was standing there a folder in hand.

"Chief Harrington would like to see you at the half-hour, Miss," he said. Soon enough, she was sufficiently annoyed with her love and standing in front of her Chief Harrington, file in hand.

"Miller, give me a good reason to not arrest those Peaky Blinder scoundrels right now," Harrington said so calmly. "They've scurried up the river and into Camden and brought a few boatloads of workers with 'em. If nothing else, they're poking at the whole Jewish Italian gang nonsense. Inciting violence, all of 'em." The balding man placed his pipe in his mouth and stoked it.

If she were honest and good at her job, she'd tell him to do it. There was a multitude of sins committed by the razor gang that couldn't be taken back even if they wanted to, which they didn't. The Shelbys were agitating the already war-like street corners in the city. But that's not what she said. Because Sara had been hired by Chief Harrington for her "magic trick." But she was too good. There were things she'd found that he'd tell her to hide. These cops weren't on the straight and narrow, they were all in somebody's pocket. And men like Harrington wanted to be in good graces with the right people. She deserved acting in her best interests sometimes.

"Sir, we can't arrest them," Sara said. "It's out of our jurisdiction until we have evidence. More importantly, your contract is being revisited this year," she said. Harrington looked up in surprise and intrigue. He loved power indeed.

"And?"

"While the Peaky Blinders may be moving into London, it won't be as impressive to stop them as it would to stop, say, Charles Sabini. Also, the Peaky Blinders' leader, Thomas Shelby, is a decorated veteran, Sir. A tunneler. He's been of help to Winston Churchill in recent years."

"Bloody hell," Harrington coughed on his smoke. "Why haven't I heard about this before?"

"It's not well known. I had to do some work to find it," Sara responded vaguely to which he smirked.

"That's right, your little parlor trick. Alright, that's your professional opinion?" He looked her over. Still not happy he couldn't make out her curves, it seemed.

"Yes, that's my professional opinion."

"Bury it then. We'll only revisit if we have to," Harrington told her then promptly shooed her out of the office.

After work, she packed a small bag and took the train to Small Health. The whole time she thought about her relationship with Tommy. Where was it going, and could they actually get there? Their paths would keep crossing like this until one of them stopped. But when would that be? When Tommy went above board? She laughed at that one. That would be a sight to see. But she wouldn't leave her job until she was booted, which didn't seem that unlikely with the way corruption was going. Still, unlikely. She sighed and let her eyes close until it was announced she was at her destination.

The Shelby's had family meetings when needed, and lately, that had been more. Tommy checked his watch in the dim light of his office and began putting his work away. He had reports from London that would, hopefully, shut the worriers up a bit. This was good. A knock sounded at his door, and he told them to come.

"Sara?" He stood as she walked in and looked around.

"This is nice," she commented on his office, picking up a decorative paperweight on her way to him.

"Couldn't wait 'til Saturday?" Tommy moved to the front of his desk and leaned against it. Sara avoided answering any question and decided to kiss him instead. She was even surprised by how passionate it was considering her frustration.

"You're so stupid," she murmured between kisses. Tommy's brow furrowed, but his arms wrapped around her to pull her closer anyway. She sighed into the embrace. "I love you."

"What's wrong," he asked once they were forced to breathe once again. Honestly, he half expected this to be another lecture about him smoking three packs of cigarettes a day when he was supposed to be down to two. He couldn't figure out how she could tell. Maybe it was his shoes?

"Tommy, what have I always said about you and my work?" She asked. The flicker of realization told Sara that Tommy knew exactly what she meant. "The ABC, Tommy? Alfie fucking Solomons?"

"It needs to happen. Don't worry, we won't unionize," Tommy chuckled but stopped when she shook her head.

"I don't just work on unions, Tommy. That was just one assignment. Your file came across my desk today. 100 men shipped to Birmingham doesn't just go under the radar in a gang war," she explained.

"Okay, so what do we need to prepare for? A raid?" His arms left her waist to cross over his chest.

"No, I took care of it. You're okay for now. But you should know this happened." Sara stepped away with a sigh

"What do you mean, took care of it?"

"You have a family meeting in 10 minutes, don't you?" She asked and checked his watch.

"I do. What gave it away this time?"

"You don't just stop working at 8pm. Your lights are off, and you were putting things away when I got here, but you're not tipsy, so you'll be speaking later." She waved off the process and motioned for him to stand. "I'll walk with you and tell you what happened." She only planned to walk to the doors of the betting shop and wait in the Garrison after, but Tommy swept her inside.

"You deserve to be here," was all he said. He never expected Sara to use her job to help them out. Had he hoped? Of course. But she did it on her own. Sara's attempts to object were ignored as he sat her down. His family came bumbling in a moment later, conversation stopping when they saw the young detective at the table.

"What the fuck is this, Tommy," Polly spat, pulling out a cigarette.

"Just listen, Pol. We have some news about London," Tommy told her then motioned them all to sit. It didn't take long to explain, and Sara was there to answer questions about the cops and the law. She told them which policemen were working for Sabini, and who was susceptible to bribing as well. It wasn't her intention, but she was already in deep.

"Good to know, Sara," Arthur nodded, taking a drink of whiskey. It was the first time she'd heard any of the Shelby's positively utter her name.

"I'm always here to help." She smiled and let Tommy wrap up the meeting. Polly still didn't look entirely happy with Sara, especially when she was invited to the Garrison. While Tommy went to talk to his brothers, Sara sought out the Shelby matriarch.

"I won't deny what you're doing for my family. That doesn't mean I'm opening my arms to you," Polly said before taking a drag of her cigarette. "And if you think,"

"Polly," Sara stopped her. Polly was about to snap for being interrupted, but the young detective continued. "I know that Tommy wants you to take me in, but I want you to know it's okay if you don't. I promise. You have a family to protect, and I think you also have yourself to protect."

"I don't need your pity."

"I don't have pity to give," Sara said. "I respect you a whole lot, Polly. I happen to love Tommy a lot too, so I'm not going to stay away from him unless he wants it. But, I'm not going to make you like the law when I think they've hurt you more than some of the others know." She gave Polly a sympathetic smile. "Not that I could force you to do anything anyway."

"You're damn right," said Polly, though her eyes were a bit misty.

"If you ever want to talk, I'm here. I think I, unfortunately, understand what you may have gone through." Sara pulled a card from her pocket and handed it to Polly.

It was a tense situation, but with a little time, things between Sara and the Shelby's worked out. Sure, things got a little less honest at work, but there had to be a trade-off somewhere. Sara liked to think being invited to family dinners by Polly and the few lunches they had in London even warranted some trust. And Polly Shelby's confidence in any person went quite far.

Original ask: May I request something for Tommy Shelby where he falls for a woman who is very unique (wears suits instead of dresses, but still has long hair, is quite like Sherlock Holmes yk knows how to deduce and is a detective, insanely intelligent) and he smiles a lot more etc and his family is a little skeptical since he's a detective and they think she's like Campbell but they both really love each other? - @midwinternightz

Tommy: @soleil-dor

#Tommy Shelby #Peaky Blinders Imagine #Tommy Shelby Imagine #tommy shelby x ofc #Tommy shelby x oc #tommy shelby x reader #request fulfilled!

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