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muqiing · 4 years

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tagged by @leonzhng thanks for making me dig through my most embarrassing crushes 😭✋

i’ll tag @highwarlockkareena @yibobibo @lan-xichens @purplexedhuman @aheartfullofjolllly @lanzhansmiles @nyx4 i feel like i tag you guys in everything i am so sorry please ignore this if u don’t wanna do it !!

putting this under a read more for reasons

MEN 2010 – 2016

literally nothing more embarrassing than falling on the same type of white man over and over again (with the exception of minho from shinee bless his heart)

tommy joe ratliff → he was the bass player for adam lambert during his glamnation era (think of songs like for your entertainment and if i had you) idk why exactly i liked him so much but i just did.... however i searched him up again quite recently and found out he’s one of those republicans that says the dumbest shit on twitter so Big Yikes

harry styles → “baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, and when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell...” and BOOM 13-year-old me was sold for well over two years

louis tomlinson → basically i liked harry most until around 2013 when for some reason i started to like him a little less, and i got more focused on louis tomlinson, and although i didn’t like one direction anymore louis tomlinson always had a special place in my heart

ashton irwin → so ashton is 5sos’ drummer, i discovered 5sos through one direction & i stanned them until late 2014

harries twins → the harries twins (jack & finn) are basically the reason i started spending a lot of time on youtube, they were funny and pretty and they just had good videos in general, so for almost two years i’d watch their content regularly

choi minho → my first steps into kpop happened bc i was watching videos on youtube (most probably the harries twins) and suddenly i saw the sherlock mv in my recommended videos so i clicked on it and then 14-year-old me proceeded to fall for minho like an idiot

brooks twins → still youtubers, the brooks twins were 3/5 of the janoskians (jai & luke brooks, beau brooks, daniel sahyounie, & james yammouni), an australian youtube comedy group that was active from 2011-2018 though i was only around from 2012-2014 (when jai brooks was dating ariana grande)

jc caylen → surprise! another youtuber! jc caylen was part of o2l (our2ndlife) a youtube collaboration channel on which each of the 6 members posted videos on a certain day in the week (mondays with connor, tuesdays with ricky, wednesdays with sam, thursdays with jc, fridays with trevi (my 2nd favorite member bc she participated on the x factor), saturdays with ricardo, and then they had surprise sundays every week) and i remember how much joy jc & the others always brought me with their silly videos

misha collins → up next, you might know him as the gay angel that was sent to superhell after confessing his love to the homophobic hunter on supernatural, it’s misha collins! basically misha was a huge source of comfort for me, and i even went around calling myself emmisha for almost two full years (cringe)

henrik holm → he played even bech naesheim in skam and my crush on him reached that level of ridiculousness where i actually tried my hand at learning norwegian (i can only remember how to introduce myself and some curse words i would make a great first impression on him)

MEN 2016 – 2021

min yoongi → okay so my baby steps into kpop happened through shinee’s sherlock, but i only got really invested when yoongi dropped agust d 1 because Holy Fuck y’know??

kim namjoon → oh man i remember thinking namjoon was cute and a very good leader and then BAM he dressed like THAT at the 2016 mma’s and i fell in love. hard

park seojoon → i started liking park seojoon whilst i was watching hwarang (you guessed it, i watched it bc of taehyung), although he wasn’t my favorite character by far, but he was very silly off camera & i liked that (i’m not that into him anymore tho </3)

kim seokjin → OH BOY LET ME TELL U i liked seokjin from the very beginning (i got to know bts in late 2014) and i always liked seeing him perform and be himself and god once i realized i had a crush on him it just hit me like a mf truck, and he’s still one of my favorite people to this day

jung hoseok → god fake love era hoseok really hits different.... also yes i know i have all of bts’ hyung line on my list BUT bts was a really big part of my life for almost 6 years soooo honestly they deserve it i still think they’re great guys

choi san → when ateez made their debut in 2018 i immediately fell in love with san, he was such an amazing dancer and he captivated me right from the very beginning, to this day he’s still my bias in ateez uwu

xiao zhan → AND THEN, OCTOBER OF 2019 HAPPENS AND I WATCH CQL AND... i fall in love with xiao zhan, something i’d never expected would happen bc when i watched cql for the first time i wasn’t as invested in the story, but i really really really liked xiao zhan and one thing led to another and now here i am as a xfx

wang yibo → the thing is, i’ve known yibo since eoeo except i didn’t know cql yibo was uniq yibo (bc i’d forgotten his name) and when i looked it up i can tell you my jaw dropped to the floor bc holy shit????? also he is very silly and i love him loads ok

lee minho → ah, the man who has been my skz bias since 2018, not only is minho my bias i also kin him (there’s a lot of aspects of myself that i see in minho and vice versa) and he’s very comforting to me

bang chan → honestly, it was only a matter of time before i’d fall for bang chan, i knew the moment i got into skz again that i’d start biasing him and, well, here i am, double biasing chan & minho

WOMEN

this list is shorter bc i’ve in general always had less crushes on women than on men??? blame society forcing me into thinking i was straight for a LONG time

ariana grande → remember the 2011 layout of twitter?? where u could not only have an icon and a header, but also a background and ur twitter page was smack in the center of ur screen with the big ugly menu bar at the top??? yeah ariana grande was always my background for my l*rr* st*l*n*s*n layouts

perrie edwards → this was right around the time she was dating zayn & little mix was breaking out into the spotlight, yeah i just really loved her

andrea russett → okay so remember o2l?? andrea russett was kian’s girlfriend for a pretty long time and they always did videos together and i always thought she was super pretty

lily collins → maybe i don’t like clary in tmi all that much but i sure liked the way lily collins looked

alona tal → MY BISEXUAL AWAKENING, it’s only when i saw alona tal in spn that i realized, fuck i might be gay

park jihyo → i discovered twice (my 2nd jype group after day6) through the like ooh-ahh mv and red-haired jihyo really did something to my heart (i just rewatched it and god zombie bang chan is so mf cute)

kim jisoo → when bp made their square two comeback i was immediately smitten for red-haired jisoo in playing with fire, it’s also when i realized she was my bias out of the four members

shin ryujin → the reason that i have blue hair is partially bc of ryujin and her amazing intro in wannabe :D

xuan lu → her portrayal of jiang yanli was SO ON POINT and she’s just such a kindhearted wonderful person wow i want her hand in marriage

lee yoobin → god i’ve known dreamcatcher from back when they were still called minx and ever since i’ve always looked at dami that bit more than the rest, i was also able to see dreamcatcher live in october of 2019 and the whole experience was just so amazing !!

FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

there’s a whole lot more than just these 10 but i wanted to fit the evolution into one (1) slide as best as i could lmao

peter pan → this movie came out in 2003 (?) and he’s honestly the first fictional character i remember ever having a crush on

legolas → i was really doubting between placing haldir or legolas here but i only really got a vague haldir obsession when i was like 14

zuko → LOOK. ZUKO IN ATLA? HOT. ZUKO IN LOK? HOT EVEN IF HE’S AN OLD MAN.

will turner → man was annoying sometimes but i really liked him and his relationship with elizabeth was cute

jo harvelle → gosh i can’t believe she’s the only female character in here???? yeah she was one of my two spn faves and i’ll never forgive the screenwriters for the way they killed her off

castiel → does your fave ever get sent to super hell for being gay? no? well. mine did

kili → fili and kili’s storyline tore my heart out, spit on it, and then laughed straight in my face, KILI WAS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE DWARF

howl → i only watched this movie for the first time in 2020 so i kinda fucked up the tl cause i watched cql in 2019 but shh, anyways howl with his blonde hair was good looking but howl with his black hair just hits differently. i want a howl

lan jingyi → MY BABY BOY, TINIE LITTLE BABIE WHOMST I MUST PROTECT ok no but seriously this kid. i love him a lot

mu qing → BARK BARK. that’s all (that’s not all i love him a whole lot and it hurts me to see so many people misunderstand his character and only see the bad parts of him when they can forgive others for fucking up (eg. xie lian himself & feng xin) but bc mu qing doesn’t deal well with emotions suddenly he’s the bad guy??? i s2g if ppl are gonna do to him what they did to jiang cheng in the tgcf la i will RIOT)

#thanks for the tag hanyi my hands hurt now </3 #tag game

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whumpthisway · 5 years

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Pliers 04

OC Monster Whumpee and OC Master fic

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A/N: This is set in the present, with Whumpee’s current Master, and Whumpee gets a name! (fcking finally lol) <3

Whumpee heard New Master’s footsteps clunking up the steps and they lifted their head from where they were curled up on the bed. They hadn’t dared mess up the sheets into a nest. Instead, they lay on top of the pale fabric, dangling their paws carefully off the edge of the bed so they wouldn’t get any dirt on the sheets.

There was a knock on the door and Whumpee whined softly in answer, still not sure why Master chose to knock, though Master had been doing it for weeks.

“There you are, lad,” Master said, as he came inside. Whumpee stilled, unsure if that meant Master was displeased with them for not being where Master had left them. But Master, as usual, didn’t seem annoyed, and his heart beat steadily as it always did. Still, Whumpee slid off the bed and landed on all fours on the wooden floorboards with a clink of their claws. Master had given them permission to use all the furniture, but Whumpee didn’t want to abuse the privilege and have it taken away.

“We need a name for you,” Master mused, leaning against the doorframe. Whumpee startled. What did they need a name for? They curled their tail around their paws. “What did your parents call you, hm?”

Whumpee hackles rose slightly and they turned their head away. They didn’t want to think of their parents. But Master had ordered it, and he was waiting for an answer. Whumpee pressed their eyes shut and swallowed around their dry throat.

“Can’t- remember, Master. Sorry,” they whispered.

They remembered their parents, but the memories hurt so much that they’d tried to forget. But they couldn’t remember ever being named; Whumpee’s parents had just called them ‘sweetling’ and ‘treasure’, and silly names like ‘fluffpuff’, which their father would say, laughing, as he threw Whumpee up in the air before catching them. He’d always been careful with his claws and they’d felt so safe.

“Alright,” Master said softly. Whumpee sniffled, their eyes burning but determined not to cry. Masters didn’t like weak pets. “What would you like to be called, then, lad? Any ideas?”

Whumpee lowered their head submissively, not knowing what to say. They didn’t think it was their place to decide something like that, and yet Master had asked them and seemed to want an answer. Whumpee often missed being silent, in that at least they hadn’t had to scramble for answers to Master’s difficult questions.

“I like…” they started warily, not daring to meet Master’s eyes, “Pet, Master.” That was a safe answer, wasn’t it? And it was true. ‘Pet’ was kinder than some of Old Master’s names for them, and some pets were loved by their humans.

“Oh…I see,” Master said after a long pause. Whumpee risked a glance up at him and their heart fell at the frown between Master’s dark brows.

“Sorry, Master,” they said quietly.

Master sighed and Whumpee flinched. “Easy, lad,” Master said, in that low, gentle way of his that made Whumpee relax without thinking about it. “Nothing to be sorry about, is there?”

Whumpee didn’t know what Master wanted from them so they kept quiet, even though Master had asked them a direct question. Trembling, Whumpee waited for Master’s reaction.

But as ever, Master stayed calm. “Come with me, lad,” he said and Whumpee obediently trailed at his heels, wondering where Master was headed but not feeling overly anxious, especially as Master took them to the book room, and not, say, outside or to the garage.

“Here we are.” Master picked a yellow book down from the shelf and Whumpee blinked at the black marks on the side. There was something different with human eyes, Whumpee had realised a while ago, that humans could see something in these marks that Whumpee never could.

“This was the baby names book my mum used to choose my name, and my brother’s,” Master said. The frown was gone entirely but there was a wet sheen to Master’s brown eyes. Worriedly, Whumpee very gently headbutted Master’s thigh from where they were crouched at Master’s side, tail curled around them.

Master glanced down at them and smiled in a way that made Whumpee feel like they were sitting in the sun, before he rubbed Whumpee’s head in just the right place and Whumpee purred deep in their chest.

“Let’s have a look at this then, eh?” Master urged gently after a couple of minutes. Whumpee reluctantly straightened as Master stopped petting them and instead went to sit down in the armchair by the window. Whumpee padded over to curl up on the soft rug at Master’s feet. It was made of colourful, twisted threads, unlike the thick, white, fur rug Old Master had had. Whumpee had refused to touch it, feeling sick at the sight of it, and Old Master used to like to point silently to it when Whumpee was bad, with his cold eyes telling Whumpee, That’ll be you if you don’t shut up.

“Alrighty,” Master said, settling into the chair. “I’ll read some names out, hm, and you can tell- well, you can tell me to stop, or just nudge me if you like one of them? Sound fair?”

Whumpee nodded quickly. This whole situation seemed bizarre to them, what with Master wanting Whumpee’s opinion, and to name Whumpee at all, but Master seemed set on it so Whumpee would do their best.

Master frowned, flicking through the book’s pages, his gaze moving quickly over the pages. Whumpee wondered what Master saw there and wished that they could see it too, but the marks refused to reveal themselves, even when Whumpee glared at them.

“Do you want girls’ or boys’ names, lad?”

Whumpee stilled. They…didn’t know.

Master left room for Whumpee to answer, but he broke the silence after a short while. “I’ll read some of each, and you tell me what you fancy.” Whumpee, relieved, nodded and dropped their head back down on their paws. Their ear flicked towards the window as a large lorry went past the house, though Master never seemed to notice the noise.

“A’s first then…Adam. Alex. Alister. Andrew.” Pause. “Abby, Alice, Amy…” Master continued to read and Whumpee listened quietly, repeating each word, each name, over in their head. But they couldn’t imagine Master calling for them with ‘Amy’ or ‘Andrew’ and meaning them, none of them felt right. They were too human, too odd. The words didn’t mean anything to them.

“Samuel, Saul, Simon- oh, and Stephen, but you can’t have that one,” Master laughed quietly, “that’s mine.”

Whumpee rolled Stephen around their head and found that they could put Stephen together with Master’s face. Not that Whumpee would ever get to say Master’s name like that.

“Have you gone to sleep down there?” Master asked quietly, after he’d been reading for some time.

Whumpee whined softly in disagreement; they were awake and paying attention, but nothing fitted.

“Don’t you like them?” Master said and Whumpee ducked their head. Master had been so kind to spend time doing this for them and Whumpee knew they were being ungrateful. They searched for one of the names Master had said at random, vowing that they’d just get used to it.

“George,” they blurted, remembering that one first because it had sounded so odd in their head.

Master was quiet and Whumpee worried they’d messed up again. Maybe Master just wanted them to say, ‘Whatever pleases you, Master’, like they’d been trained to say when asked for an opinion. They’d almost forgotten that until just now; Old Master had never asked for their opinion, and their training had been a long time ago.

Master closed the book. “You don’t like them, do you?” Master said. “They’re naff names, right? Apart from mine of course.” Master chuckled quietly. “Don’t you worry, we’ll find something.”

“I’m s-” Whumpee started, upset that they’d wasted Master’s time, even as Master didn’t seem to mind.

“No more apologising,” Master said. “There’s nothing the matter, lad.”

Whumpee swallowed their apology. “Thank you, Master,” they said instead, somewhat warily. Master banning apologies wasn’t something they’d expected.

“Let’s get some food, hm?”

Master made dinner, as he always did, and fed Whumpee the same as he ate himself, which Whumpee was forever grateful for. Whumpee ate on the floor though, plate in their lap, because sitting at the table, even on Master’s orders, had made them feel too sick with nervousness to eat.

After, Whumpee thought the names over again as Master finished washing up, and kept thinking about it after Master put on the television and Whumpee curled up on the sofa at his side, their head on Master’s thigh. Old Master would never have allowed Whumpee to do that and Whumpee relished the closeness, and the way that Master stroked them without ever pulling on their fur.

Watching the characters on screen, Whumpee perked up suddenly, their ears pricked towards the screen and chin lifted up off Master’s leg.

“Something wrong?” Master said.

“Can I- Could-” Whumpee struggled to get their words to work. “Huck,” they blurted, mimicking the name on screen. It was short and easy and it felt right. “Could I-? Please?”

Master was frowning at them and Whumpee’s excitement dimmed. But when Whumpee nervously pulled away a little, Master’s frown softened and he ran a gentle hand over Whumpee’s fur.

“You’re not making the best sense, lad,” he said, but gently. “You like ‘Huck’ as a name, is it? Or do you mean something else?”

“As a name, Master,” Whumpee murmured, wary now, that Master would say it wasn’t good enough.

But Master smiled. “I like it,” he said warmly and Whumpee smiled.

“Yeah? Master? You do?” Whumpee checked.

“I sure do,” Master said, smiling still. “Huck it is.”

Master rubbed their head and Huck leaned into it, purring contently.

Tagging (omg tagging people I love u all): @gimmethatsweetwhump @smolnarwhal @free-2bmee @ffaerie-dustt @mortifiedwhump @thingsthatgo-whump-inthenight @usernames-suck-but-i-like-whump @whumpity--whump--whump <3 If anyone wants to be added to the taglist, pls just ask :D

ALSO very open to continuation suggestions!! I’m working on the next bit, but lemme know if you have any things you’d like to see (though no promises sorry <3)

-- i’m gonna be calling this mess ‘Huck and Stephen’ from now on, rather than ‘pliers’, I think :3

#mine #fic #whump #captivity #monster #whumpee #now named!#huck and stephen #November 2019 #whumplr #nonhuman whumpee #comfort #hurt/comfort #cuteness #I hope lol

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fresh-outta-jams · 6 years

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Of Spells and Spinning Wheels - Part 1

Sleeping Beauty!Jin x Reader Author: Mo Summary: You and Jin are childhood friends, betrothed to be married, happily on the path to your happily ever after...until on his sixteenth birthday, Jin is cursed... Note: I SWEAR THIS WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE A SERIES. I’m so sorry lmao. Let me know if u wanna be tagged. Warnings: None? Word Count: 3.7k

1, 2, 3, 4, Epilogue

Once upon a time, in a quaint little kingdom, there was a handsome prince. Every maiden for miles was enamored by the pucker of his plush lips, his tousled blond locks, his sweet singing voice. It was said looking at his perfect features made the angels cry.

And yet, despite all of the women striving to earn the prince’s affection, he had eyes for only one: you.

You were the princess of a neighboring kingdom, the daughter of Jin’s father’s best friend, and so naturally, you had been introduced at a young age. More specifically, you had been introduced the week you had been born. Jin was only a toddler when he had attended your Christening.

Meetings were scheduled often for the two of you, at least a few times every month. You enjoyed spending time with the prince. At first, you had been timid, sure, but you’d found the prince to be your refuge. He was the one person you felt you could be natural with, and you learned after spending many years with him that the prince was as silly as he was handsome. And you loved him for it.

“(Y/N), it’s snowing.” He whispered, walking into your chambers unannounced. You jumped in your seat at the window, nearly dropping the book in your hands.

“What did I tell you about scaring me like that?” You held a hand over your heart, laughing, before saying pointedly, “Prince Seokjin.”

He gasped, stepping further into the room. “What did you call me? You know I loathe it when you call me that.”

“Yes, but it annoys you. And I adore annoying you.”

Jin’s handsome features tugged into a wry smile and he walked through your room to where you sat, hovering above you for a moment before leaning forward to kiss your forehead gently. “And I adore YOU, princess.”

“Our parents are quite fortunate we’re fond of each other. Can you imagine what they’d do if we were sworn enemies and betrothed to be married?”

“Now, that WOULD be a problem, wouldn’t it?” Jin hummed, pretending to mull over it in his mind. “I can only imagine how awkward that would be.” He took your hands and gently pulled you to your feet, swiftly stealing your spot after.

“Hey!” You protested, crossing your arms.

Jin grinned mischievously, gripping your hips and tugging you down onto his lap. He peppered kisses across your cheeks, causing you to giggle and attempt to break from his grasp. “Oh no, you’re not getting away that easy.”

“Jin! I have things to do!” You struggled against him, laughing all the while.

“Like what, reading in your window? You didn’t look terribly busy when I came in, your highness.”

“I have to pick out a dress for YOUR birthday party, thank you very much.”

“Well, in that case, let me see.”

“You’d have to let me up first, though.”

“Oh. Nevermind then.”

“Jinnnnn~” You whined, laughing as you continued to try to fight him. Finally, he succumbed and let you go so you could fetch your gown from the wardrobe. You pulled out the two options you’d narrowed your vast array of clothes to for him to pick from. The first gown was pink and glittering gold, the colors of Jin’s kingdom. The second was blue with streams of silver, the colors of YOUR kingdom.

“A bold choice, don’t you think?” Jin let his lips curl into the slightest grin as he walked over to where you were standing, one arm snaking around your waist as he reached out to touch the fabric of the pink gown’s skirt. He leaned into your ear and murmured, “Wearing my colors…”

“That’s why I picked it.” You grinned and turned your head to peck his cheek. “So...do you think I should play it safe, or…?”

“I think you should wear whichever dress you’d like. But...I would love to see just how ravishing you look in my colors, princess.”

You turned to face Jin, tugging him down to your level and pressing your lips against his. “Then I think the decision is made.”

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The evening of Jin’s birthday ball, you put on your glittering pink gown, pulled your hair into an intricate updo, and made your way down to the ballroom, where the party had already started.

You scanned the crowd in search of Jin, and spotted him standing over by the cake, talking to three of the other princes from neighboring kingdoms, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin. You’d grown up alongside them, practically, as you were left to play together when your parents held diplomatic meetings concerning politics and trade agreements.

Taehyung’s features lit up immediately when he set eyes on you and he waved, motioning you over to join the rest of them. The middle one of the younger princes was wearing purple and white, the colors of his kingdom’s flag, while Jimin and Jungkook were wearing scarlet, as they were brothers from the same kingdom.

The princes watched you in awe and surprise as they took in the gown you were wearing. Usually, you wore blue. They had almost never seen you in anything but blue, and yet here you were, draped in Jin’s colors, a statement if there ever was one.

“Princess.” Jin bowed politely, a knowing smile adorning his handsome features. “A pleasure, as always.”

“Ah, Prince Seokjin, how nice to see you. Happy birthday.” You curtsied. As much as you hated not being able to be as affectionate with him in public, it was fun to watch him squirm.

“So...you two are…” Jimin pointed from you to Jin and back, the wheels turning behind his warm brown eyes. “Everything makes sense now.”

“I don’t get it.” Jungkook looked to his hyungs for an explanation. “What are you talking about?”

“We’ll tell you when you’re older.” You teased, pinching the youngest’s cheek.

“That’s no fair!” Jungkook whined, sick of the same explanation he’d always been given, seeing as all of his closest friends were older than him.

Before he could further protest, though, a graceful ring resounded through the ballroom, causing the chatter to cease. The king was standing now, looking on his son with love in his eyes.

“Oh, Seokjin, my oldest and only son. I am so proud of the young man you’ve become. And this day marks the beginning of something new, a new chapter in your life, a new page in your story, a new dawn on the horizon.”

You looked up at Jin as his father spoke. He stood there, his broad shoulders stiff as every eye in the castle settled on him. You admired him quietly for a moment. There he was, your prince in shining armor, the man you were betrothed to, your best friend in the world. You knew that someday, he’d make a great king, and you were honored to be his queen.

For a brief moment, his eyes found yours and he took a breath. Jin was never sure why, but you’d always had that effect on him. Anytime something was wrong, when he looked at you, everything seemed alright again, even if it was only for a little while. He thanked you silently, mouthing the words so subtly that you were the only one that would have noticed.

“...And now, the blessings.”

The king motioned to the grand skylight above the ballroom and in they came, fluttering down to the floor with grace. You’d met them on several occasions, Jin’s fairy godfathers. They hated to be called that, as they were about the same age as the prince himself. Namjoon, the one who usually wore green, was adamant about using the title of ‘Protectors’ instead, but you and the rest of your royal friends liked to tease them every chance you got.

Once they had landed, the three walked toward Jin, swirls of power manifesting around each of them. Namjoon was the first to produce his wand, long and white. He held it gracefully. He must have been practicing. You’d seen him fumble and drop it more than once.

“Prince Seokjin, I grant you the gift of voice. May your subjects listen attentively and heed your wisdom.” Namjoon waved his wand and a cascade of green shimmers fell over Jin.

Next was Hoseok, dressed all in red. He cleared his throat. “My gift to you, Prince Seokjin, is the gift of strength, that you might bear the weight of the kingdom on your shoulders someday.” After he uttered his blessing, Hoseok showered Jin in magic next, leaving only Yoongi, the shortest of the three, to speak to the prince next.

Yoongi raised his wand and opened his mouth to cast his spell, but as soon as he did, bright green flames of hellfire erupted from the center of the room and the candles all went out.

Immediately, at the first sign of trouble, Jin pulled you behind his broad shoulders. You couldn’t see out from behind him, and something told you you didn’t want to.

“Well, well, well,” an icy voice chilled the room. You’d heard that voice only once, when you were a small child. It was the voice of Jin’s aunt, the queen’s sister, who had been banished from the kingdom many years earlier for the attempted murder of the queen herself. Callista, as she’d taken to calling herself, was in love with the king, so she figured by eliminating the queen, she could take him for her own. It was young Jin who had uncovered the plot.

The fact that she had shown up to Jin’s twenty-first birthday party couldn’t be a coincidence.

“What a lovely party. I was quite distressed to not receive an invitation…” Callista pouted and then looked to the king, her mock disappointment melting into a sly grin.

“You’re not wanted here, witch!” The king boomed, raising his scepter and standing from his throne. “Leave this place before I do much worse than banish you.”

“Not wanted here...well, I suppose I’ll just have to bestow my gift upon the prince before I make my exit.” The King moved to stop her, as did the Queen, but they soon found their feet stuck to the floor, as did Jin.

“Jin…” Your voice came out shaky and frail from your hiding spot behind him.

“Don’t move, princess. It’ll be okay. I love you.” He reached back and took your hand, giving it a squeeze. He wished he could turn around and look at you one last time, but he couldn’t give your position away. If anything happened to you because of him, he’d never forgive himself.

“I love you too…” You whispered.

Callista beckoned him forward with her crooked finger and his feet slid against the floor as his body was dragged towards her. You could only watch as he was forced away from you and towards his wicked aunt, who looked all too happy to see him.

“What a handsome little prince you’ve turned out to be, Seokjin.” She cooed, pinching his face harshly. He flinched. “Hmm...what can you give the prince who has everything?”

Callista went quiet for a few moments before looking over her nephew, thinking of what she could possibly inflict on him. Suddenly, it clicked, and her eyes glowed green. “Ah, yes, of course. A busy prince like yourself must need a break from his duties.” She lit a spell in her hand and held it up in front of her, murmuring the terms of her curse. “On the eve of your twenty-fifth birthday, you shall prick your finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel and fall into a sleep-like death for all of eternity.”

There was a puff of smoke and she vanished, the inhabitants of the ballroom finally coming free from her hold. You looked to Jin, unsure of what to do. He was crying, wide shoulders shaking with every ragged breath. You wanted to run into his arms and hold him and wipe his tears away, but you weren’t allowed to do those things unless it was behind closed doors, especially not at a function like this, in front of all the world’s royalty and their guests.

It was Yoongi who finally broke the silence, looking to the king, and then to Jin. He and Namjoon spoke briefly and then the fairy dressed in blue raised his wand. “Y-your majesty, I haven’t given my gift yet.” Yoongi swallowed thickly, determined not to mess this up. He only had one chance to rectify what Callista had done.

Both Jin and the king were silent, but Jin nodded, wiping away his tears and preparing himself for yet another spell to weave itself into his being.

“My gift to you, Prince Seokjin, is to lessen the curse of Callista. You will indeed fall into a sleep like death, but it will be undone by the magic of true love.” Yoongi waved his wand, sealing the magic into the prince. True love. Yes, true love would save the day.

“Guests of the kingdom, thank you for coming, but due to the circumstances, we will be ending the party early. That is all.” The king announced, causing the partygoers to scatter.

You looked to Jin, catching his eyes for a moment before mouthing ‘my chambers’ and walking off with the others. You would figure things out together. What other choice did you have?

***

It was a few hours later that there was finally a knock on your door. You walked to it, opening it slowly, only for Jin to collapse into your arms, holding you tightly, like you were his boat in a surging sea. He sobbed into your shoulder, tears soaking the silk of your evening gown in instants.

You rubbed soothing circles in his back, your other hand combing through his hair. “What’s going on? What are we going to do?”

“My f-father is sending me away. He’s afraid Callista will come back.” Jin cried. “I’m going to live in the woods with Namjoon, Hoseok, and Yoongi until the curse is passed.”

“That’s...it’ll be fine, Jin, I promise. If Namjoon supports the idea, it’s probably for the best.”

“I-I know it is, but I’ll n-never get to see you again.”

“Jinnie, Yoongi fixed it, remember? It’ll be okay.”

“But what if it didn’t work? What if his spell didn’t do anything to fight the curse and I’m just…(Y/N), I’m so scared.”

“I know you are. But we have to have hope, alright? Look at me.” Jin pulled out of your shoulder to look into your eyes. You reached up and wiped the tears off of his cheeks before pulling him in for a long kiss. “I love you. I love you so much, Jin. We’re going to be okay.”

“And if I’m not?”

“Then I won’t rest until you are.”

***

That night, before the stars had even fully come out from their hiding places, Jin’s things were packed and the carriage left the castle. You didn’t even get to say goodbye. It nearly broke your heart. You weren’t sure where his protectors were taking him, and you weren’t even sure if you could visit him, wherever he was. You doubted it would be safe. Surely, a princess traveling through the woods would draw attention.

Without Jin’s regular visits to your castle, your life grew boring and gray. You still saw Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung, sure, but the man you loved was off somewhere out of your sight and it was killing you, twisting and burning you from the inside out.

It took a few months, but finally, you received some news from Jin in the form of a very short note.

“My love,

I miss you terribly. I want this separation to end. I wish I could visit you. I want nothing more than to kiss you and hold you in my arms.

Yours,

Jin”

His message made your heart melt. Though it was short and sweet, it made the hole in your soul feel a little bit smaller, if only for a little while.

Word from Jin was infrequent. You’d been using a raven to send back some messages of your own, but with the kingdoms surrounding Jin’s still reeling from the visit of Callista and her horrible curse, the ravens were almost always occupied sending messages of some kind. It was hard to track one down before someone sent if off again.

Eventually, you grew tired of your castle, a few weeks before Jin’s next birthday. You could hardly believe that much time had passed since you’d last seen him. Each day had dragged into the next, blurring into a mind-numbing sludge of moments where each was duller than the last. You tried not to overhear your parents when they met with the other royals, but sometimes you couldn’t help yourself. It wasn’t like they were telling you anything anyway. After listening to a few of their meetings, however, you began to wish you hadn’t. They were making a plan for your future, should Jin’s curse remain permanent. This meant a new betrothal, but instead to someone who wasn’t the love of your life.

It wasn’t something you wanted to deal with, so instead, you snuck down to the kitchen, asking the chef to whip up something special before taking it down to the stables. You tried to leave quietly, but ended up waking the stable boy, a young curly-haired boy named Sanha, and after promising to bring him sweets, he agreed to keep your little trip secret.

Off you rode, galloping through the trees, your special parcel fastened tightly against the saddle. You weren’t quite sure where to go, but even after this long, there was still a trail of sparkles leftover from Jin’s protectors in their rush to get him to safety. You only hoped it would be enough to find him. It had been so long since you’d seen him that you were afraid you were beginning to forget his face, his voice, how his lips felt against yours.

The trees began to blur together after a while, your thighs aching from hugging the saddle and the motion of riding through the woods. Soon, it would all be worth it, you knew, but in the moment, it wasn’t so pleasant.

Finally, after hours of riding, you found the end of the blue sparkles, a quaint little cottage tucked into the woods. After hopping down onto solid ground again, you led your steed into the little stable and let him drink from the trough, petting through his mane carefully.

“Can I help you?” You knew that voice. Immediately, you wondered why the love of your life didn’t recognize you, but realized you had a hood covering your head and you were wearing a peasant’s gown in order to draw less attention.

“I have a parcel here.” You played along, unfastening the package from your horse’s saddle. “A birthday present for someone very special.”

You turned around to face Jin finally, after nearly a year of separation, and watched as his features melted from confusion to realization, and finally, tears sparkled in his brilliant brown eyes.

“J-jagiya…” Jin ran forward and took you in his arms, crushing you to his strong chest. He pressed a dozen kisses to your forehead and cheeks. His blond hair was dyed brown, and his pink regal attire had been traded for bland brown peasant garments instead. Had you not known who he was, you would have never guessed this peasant boy was the heir to an entire kingdom. “How did you find me?”

“I followed the-”

“Princess?” Yoongi opened the door, investigating the sound of hooves and immediately fearing the worst. This, however, was not the news he was expecting at all. This was so much better. It meant his plan had worked.

“Tell them to come inside.” Namjoon called from within the little cottage. Yoongi nodded and held the door open for the two of you. You shrugged off your cloak and Jin hung it from a hook by the door. Then, you set the parcel on the table so Jin could open it.

Namjoon was in the kitchen with Hoseok, aprons tied around their waists and flour caked in their hair. Why Yoongi wasn’t in the kitchen instead, you weren’t sure, but if there was anything you knew about Namjoon and Hoseok, it was that chaos usually followed them.

“Can I open it?”

“Well, it is for you.” You pushed it closer to the prince and he smiled softly as he tugged at the twine tying the package together. Inside, were the raspberry pastries Jin was so fond of. He gasped softly and pulled you into his arms.

“Thank you so much.”

“I wanted to bring you a cheesecake, but I was afraid it wouldn’t make the trip in one piece.”

“This is perfect, jagi.” He silenced your explanation with a kiss on your forehead. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

You and Jin each had a few pastries before he tucked them away in the cupboard and led you up the stairs to his bedroom. It was nothing like his home in the castle. None of the wood tones matched and there was a tear in his curtains. His bed was pushed close to the window, a few stray books on his shelf. There wasn’t even a mirror in the small space. You had no idea how he’d gone this long without looking at his reflection.

“Do you...like it here?” You asked him as he laid down in his bed, patting the space next to him. You clambered in beside him.

“I’ve always gotten along with Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon, and the cottage is nice enough, but...It will always feel empty without you here.” Jin confessed, brushing the hair out of your face. “I don’t want you to leave.”

“I don’t want to leave.” You reassured him, placing a hand on his broad chest. Your eyes wandered from his handsome face to the window behind him. “But...I know I have to, in a few days’ time at least.”

“Well then,” Jin exhaled a sigh and wrapped you up in his long arms, his crooked fingers carefully untangling the long strands of your hair, “I guess we’ll just have to make the most of the time we have…”

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