#seungri scearios

[heebiejbies]

Hi can you please do nr1 from the drabble list with Seungri thanks

There needs to be more guardian angel/demon AUs dangit

1.)  Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian demon. His methods are often much more violent, but much more straightforward.

Characters: Seungri

Warnings: None

Word Count: 590

Having a guardian demon wasn’t ideal. It was like having a devil on your shoulder, but this devil was life-sized and much more troublesome. He did the normal things that guardian angels do, such as guiding you through life and protecting you. Being a demon, though, his ways were much more violent than that of a guardian angel’s. He also didn’t do and say things like a riddle, they were very straightforward and easy to understand.

“C’mon, (Y/N), just reach out and smack him. It’ll make this so much easier, it’ll shut him up and you won’t be so annoyed.” You shushed Seungri, telling him to stop. The subject of the conversation looked at you as if you had lost your mind. A co-worker of yours had been giving you a hard time lately, always making snarky comments towards you and making a general nuisance of himself. Seungri, your guardian demon, continuously told you that smacking him would fix the issue.

“I’m just trying to tell you how to fix this situation. Smack him and he will not only shut up and back off, but he will also respect and fear you. He won’t bother you again. It seems like a fair trade to me.” He sat in a chair beside your desk with his feet casually propped up on your desk. You pushed his feet off the desk and glared at him, “Hey, don’t glare at me just because he put you in a bad mood. I told you to smack him.”

This wouldn’t be the first time he has said that the answer to a situation would be violent. You remembered one time during high school when a boy had jokingly pushed you up against the lockers and Seungri had told you to ‘knee him in the groin’. You, of course, listened and kneed him. Seungri snickered as the two of you ran away, the boy on the floor holding himself and yelling about how it was just a joke.

Another time, he broke someone’s ankle pushing them away from you. They weren’t paying attention and almost knocked you down the steps, so he pushed them aside and they fell. Luckily, they were only three steps away from the end of the staircase, but they were still injured. Seungri talked about that situation for weeks on end.

“Whatcha thinking about, (Y/N)?” Seungri brought your head out of the clouds by blowing in your ear.

“Can you just sit still and let me work?!” As if on cue, said co-worker from earlier walked by. He must have heard you talking to Seungri because he stopped dead in his tracks and made a b-line towards your desk.

“You know, (Y/N), you really need real friends so you will stop talking to yourself.” By the time he finished his sentence, your hand had already made contact with his face.

“Will you stop being such an annoying prick? I’m trying to work here!” You sat back down in your chair, going back to typing on your computer. Your co-worker looked at you in amazement, his hand holding his stinging cheek.

“Oh… Sorry about that. It’ll never happen again.” He left abruptly after, probably not wanting to receive another slap to his other cheek.

You let out a sigh of relief, Seungri then jumping in to comment on your actions.

“What did I tell you, smack him and he will stop.”

Despite one annoyance being taken care of, you would forever have the annoyance that is your guardian demon Seungri.

Thanks for requesting~ 

Drabble Game: Closed

[heebiejbies]

Heeeyyyy!!!! *waves at you enthusiastically* I read the entire prompt and this is what I've come up with; 28, 30 and 59 seems interconnected. If it isn't too much to ask, can I have it with Seungri x Reader x BIGBANG pls? If it is not allowed then I'll have 59 with Seungri x Reader instead. Thank you so much and may all the deity in this world bless you with all the inspiration you need! *waaarrrrmmmm huuuuugggggg*😘

Hey! Of course that’s fine! 28 was requested before, but since you requested it with two other prompts, I will bend my rules and allow it~ Also, this turned into a 1k scenario because I get carried away too often whoops.

28.)  It’s nighttime and you made the foolish mistake to walk home alone. With your knife at the ready, you are jumping at every shadow and small sound, so when a stranger emerges silently from the gloom, your first reaction is to stab them in the chest. They are a hungry vampire who was trying to find a bite to eat when they accidentally bump into you and find a knife protruding from their chest. It won’t kill them but golly it hurts and they sure are angry now.

30.)  “I mean, yes I’m technically immortal, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t still feel pain! Getting stabbed really hurts! Rude!”

59.)  “NOT ALL MAFIAS ARE ITALIAN. WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK THAT?!?”

Characters: Seungri

Warnings: Slight mentions of blood and stabbing

Word Count: 1k

Your cravings had done it again. While out on a late night trip to the convenient store for ice cream, you remembered how dangerous the side of town you live in is. The mafia ran your city, and they did most of their dealings at night. This made you extra cautious as you ventured back to your home with your ice cream in hand. You had a pocket knife in your pocket in case anyone tried to hurt you.

The only sounds you could hear were the faint noise of voices, clearly nowhere near you so you didn’t fret over it. Then, it grew eerily silent. You heard footsteps that weren’t yours walking behind you. When you stopped, they stopped. When you started walking again, they started walking again. No matter how fast you walked, they seemed to be one step behind you at all times. You reached into your pocket and took the pocket knife out, opening it but making sure that the person behind you didn’t know you were armed.

You didn’t want to fight right off the bat, so you ran to the adjacent sidewalk and looked back at the person standing there. They were wearing a leather jacket, their face hidden by the shadows.

“Y-you shouldn’t be here,” You said. The figure walked closer to you, their face becoming visible once they stepped under a streetlight, “The mafia runs this place, it’s too dangerous to be here!” He stopped directly in front of you, looking you up and down as if profiling you.

“I don’t need to worry,” He zipped his jacket up, “I run the mafia, toots.”

You grew confused, “B-but… You’re... Not Italian.”

He rolled his eyes and sighed, “For fuck’s sake. NOT ALL MAFIAS ARE ITALIAN, WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK THAT?!”

“I’m sorry!” You yelled. You were cowering in fear under his gaze. You knew you had to get out of there quick, but you didn’t want to risk him hurting you if you fled.

“No one in our mafia is Italian. I don’t even think I’ve ever met an Italian involved with the mafia,” He smiled at you, tilting his head to the side. He started walking closer to you, causing you to back up. You backed up against a fence, then he stood an inch in front of you. He brought his hand up and pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear, “You’re cute.” His eyes flashed with tints of red, he smiled and you could spot fangs in his mouth—he was a vampire.

You had to think fast, you knew you had to get out of that situation. You felt the opened knife in your hand and thought of a way out. Before he could speak again, you stabbed him in the chest and took off running. You ran all the way back to your house without looking back. You slammed your door shut and slid down the wood, weeping. You had never been that scared in your life, you didn’t know what to do. A mafia leader and a vampire, he was twice as dangerous. You sat on the floor while you collected yourself, then made yourself get up and take a shower to relax.

While laying in the bed, unable to sleep, you heard a noise coming from your balcony. You looked from your bed and didn’t see anything, so you turned onto your other side and tried to sleep. Then, the noise got louder, and you heard what sounded like a tapping on your door. You jumped out of bed and looked to your door, the curtains blocking your view from the outside. You moved the curtain back to see the man from earlier, standing on your balcony. You fell to the ground and backed up away from the door. He knocked on it again, this time talking to you.

“Hey, let me in!” He knocked again, “You stabbed me, the least you could do is let me into your house to clean up. I brought your ice cream, too! You dropped it when you stabbed me.”

When you saw that he wasn’t making an attempt to actually get in your house, you stood back up and stood in front of the door again. “You’re a vampire, why does it matter that I stabbed you? It’s not like it hurt you,” You reasoned. After all, he is a vampire and vampires are immortal. A simple stab wound shouldn’t hurt him.

He gave you the same look that he did when you mentioned that he wasn’t Italian.

“I mean, yes I’m technically immortal, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t still feel pain! Getting stabbed really hurts! Rude!” You couldn’t help but laugh when he said this, a vampire complaining about a stab wound. Who would have thought? You gave it a second thought, and you concluded that he posed no threat to you. You unlocked your door and opened it, but he didn’t enter.

“You have to invite me in,” He informed. You invited him in, then led him into your bathroom. He took off his jacket and shirt, showing the stab wound to you. It looked like it had healed faster than a stab wound should, but it still had lots of blood pooling around it. You grabbed an alcohol soaked cloth and dabbed it on the wound.

“My name is Seungri,” He held his hand out to you to shake, so you moved the cloth to your other hand and shook his hand.

“(Y/N).” As you were washing the blood from the cloth, a thought came to mind. ‘Not only is he a vampire, but he is also the leader of the mafia. If anyone finds out about this I am so dead, oh no!’

Seungri showed back up, one of your old over-sized shirts in hand. He pulled it over his head and put it on, “No worries, (Y/N), I’m the most powerful man and vampire in the city. No one will mess with you unless they want to answer to me. Promise.”

Thanks for requesting~