#u know u loved the gazebo

[gothicfairytopia]

“aziraphale was wrong to leave crowley” “aziraphale is wrong to think he can fix heaven” aziraphale is wrong to hate on the sound of music next question

[femivi]

uhmm would it be rllie insane of me to ask you to answer ﾉ all ﾉ those selfship questions for haimi . . ? ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა i just rllie wanma know more about you two wehh 🥺 but if it is too much hehe , then i would be overjoyed to learn your answers to lace + zzz + cosmic 💌

oh my sweetest coco how do i ever thank u for this haha. . . i got all giddy nd happy to talk abt him nd me :3 im sorry this took sooo long to answer, i was quite busy :")) forgiv me if it's a bit incoherent . . i tried my best to give shorter answers ! ☘️

raspberry ౨ৎ how did the two of you meet?

– our ‘first meeting’ was at the akademiya's library, where i was chatting with tighnari, who introduced me to haitham. it was a bit awkward though . . me having the wrong impression of him being cold n harsh nd it didn't rly help with us later having to cooperate on our inter-darshan research project ! ! hmph ! ! ㌥(ง ⸝⸝ ᵕ⌓ᵕ)ว㌥

wine ౨ৎ how did your first date go?

– i don't know if study dates really count, but other than that, we didn't really have an official ‘first date’. we often spent a lot of time chatting in razan gardens, trying to find some peace and quiet around the akademiya. . . and then he would offer to tutor me in that cute gazebo at pardis dhyai :3 which i take as a sort of ‘first date’ - it was very cute ! but still a little awkward to be completely honest . . we talked about the classes we're taking, our interests and just were nerds together for a while . . but it started raining on our way back to sumeru city and he hold his coat over both of us so we don't get soaked by the rain . . 🌧️ ( we totally did )

vanilla bean ౨ৎ what does a day off with your lover look like?

– depends on the weather, really! we're usually home, just taking it slow and enjoying each other's company quietly. if it's colder ﾉ rainy we stay in and i either clean or nap . . haithie is reading, or maybe exercising ! and if it's warm we go out for a stroll along port ormos, maybe a picnic in mawtiyama !!! and sometimes go for a swim :–)

ballet slipper ౨ৎ do you have any pets?

– we don't :”–( sadly i'm allergic to both cats and dogs, nd i don't think either of us would have the time to take care of any other animal . . but i love seeing & feeding the rainbow parrots around sumeru ♡

coconut ౨ৎ relaxing bubble baths or refreshing showers?

– we both prefer the shower ! ! :–)

teacup ౨ৎ are the two of you morning people or night owls?

– for me, it really depends on how i feel, but once the sun sets i'm already getting sleepy, waking up early too. meanwhile al haitham has a strict routine he follows, going to bed around 11pm and then waking up slightly later than me. i think that makes us both morning birds, i suppose? neither of us would voluntarily stay up long into the night unless necessary.

bubblegum ౨ৎ any hobbies the two of you share?

– aside from the obvious, which is reading– we like to exercise or do yoga together, spending time in the kitchen . . cooking, baking etc :3 nd he often teaches me some new words in the languages he's studying at the moment ! !

wedding cake ౨ৎ what was your wedding like?

– . . we had a very small ceremony in the cute gazebo at pardis dhyai, but the wedding itself took place close to vanarana . . ( with the approval of nahida and aranara, of course ! ) it was small, and private, nothing grand– whimsical and quaint, very cozy :–) !! we wore our traditional wear for the ceremony ♡

honeymoon ౨ৎ where did the two of you travel? and how was it?

– we travelled to fontaine !! rented one of the small cottages on the countryside, staying there for a week . . relaxing, taking morning swims in the river . . amongst other . . naughty stuff

crêpe ౨ৎ what are your breakfast orders?

– for me, i don't have breakfasts very often, unless i wake up late ( ironic, i know ) i'll have some tea and fruit or something very light . . haitham views breakfast as very important and would often encourage me to eat with him . . he'd have some kind of bread with sarsheer ﾉ paneer and also fresh cut veggies like cucumber or tomatoes.

lipstick stain ౨ৎ where do you love to kiss them? where do they love to kiss you?

– i really luv to kiss his fingetips and the tip of his nose . . though haitham is usually a bit timid about physical affection he likes to kiss the top ﾉ the temple of my head.

rose petal ౨ৎ what does your home look like?

– our home is very cozy, to say the least. i imagine we asked kaveh to help with the interior design ? ( bc we both knew he wouldn't visit if he didn't like it . . ﾉhj ) making it a small mix of art nouveau & middle eastern furniture, cluttered, a lot of book piles and greenery, breezy curtains, overall very soft & quaint atmosphere . . and of course a small porch with a cushion swing in the front !

champagne ౨ৎ how do you celebrate new years?

– i don't like drinking nor fireworks ( stereotypical new year celebration ) nd i think haitham is not very enthusiastic abt it either. but we would- either meet up with closest friends during evening, or visit mawtiyama to sit on top of those big mushrooms, watch sumeru city fireworks from afar, lighting sparklers nd maybe even kiss under the stars hehe ♥︎

lace ౨ৎ what’s their favorite outfit of yours?

– tbh he likes when i wear the most homeless looking outfits hahaha . or something like a small tee ﾉ tank top and shorts, with a thin dupatta over it ! loose nd frilly shirts nd dresses with big ﾉ low back window haha . . it's not rly an outfit but i also wear indian anklets with bells nd he really likes the soft ringing around the house . . .

cupcake ౨ৎ do you and your lover frequent parties/clubs/social gatherings often?

– neither. we're both on the introverted side and don't like crowds or anything of that sort. we enjoy planned meetings with friends, though :3

zzz ౨ৎ what are your sleeping positions like?

– i get warm ﾉ overwhelmed by touch quickly sometimes, so we don't rly spoon a lot . . alhaitham prefers to sleep on his back, like a true victorian child, meanwhile i am always sleeping on either side, curled up under the sheets ( . . usually with one leg out haha ) often just touching his chest with my forehead, or just having my hand placed on his arm.

cosmic ౨ৎ who said i love you first? and how did that go?

– al haitham >_< it was rly awkward ﾉ accidental but in an endearing way ? i got back from an expedition in fontaine, and he invited me out for an evening stroll at razan gardens. we sat down under those beautiful gazebos, talked for a bit, and somehow it slipped him . . he quickly apologised for it :( . . but i said yes hehe ♥︎ nd surprised both him and myself with this.

wistful ౨ৎ what’s your sex life like?

– err next question ! ! ! just kidding . . well um overall, we're not intimate much – at least not before moving in together – after that . . we keep it slow and gentle, not too often. we prefer to show our affection through different ways, but ofc enjoy being intimate with each other ‘every now and then’ :3 ( ← liar. like twice a week cough. cough. what. )

sorbet ౨ৎ what does aftercare look like for you and your lover?

– i have really bad stamina, so there's a high chance that i'll just fall asleep afterwards ( skill issue tbh . . ) but mostly we just cuddle or massage our bodies :3 which is not smth we do very often, so it's always a nice treat ♥︎

love letter ౨ৎ what are your love languages? and how do the two of you execute them?

– both of our "main" love languages are acts of service and quality time. he is very thoughtful and often does things without me asking to do so ( like cutting fruit for me, reminding me to drink or doing something i've mentioned off handedly ) he would be reading with me sitting in between his legs crotcheting or drawing . . sometimes, i also give words of affirmation like “you're doing well..” or saying something i sense he needs to hear at that moment ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ .

[lotties-ashwagandha]

Can I request a tai x van x fem!reader

Reader met Van a while before tai and van like spoke again but when they did they all immediately fell for each other and so when tai says she wants to go to meet Lottie and Misty and Nat tai thinks it’s a good idea for them all to go

Can you do a thing where van tells tai and reader that she has cancer and while they are both heartbroken reader is beyond devastated and can’t stop crying even when Misty comes to them, reader has lost everyone in her life before and she can’t afford lose van or tai

tai x van x reader has me in such a chokehold

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PRETTY WHEN YOU CRY

pairing: tai x van x fem!reader

word count: 1742

notes and warnings: tw for cancer but that’s it. also yes i named this after a lana del rey song im THAT bitch deal with it

taglist: @ladyveela (gonna tag u w this act bc. cartoonpeoples is deactivated i think lmk if u want off) @thedeconstructionist @cordeliass @paulsonsratched @goodeday2u @christies-fleur @traumatisedfangirl

The silver stars shone above, fractures of moonlight, broken and shining just as ever, perfect. Like diamonds they glimmered, illuminating the earth, the perfect scene before you.

You sat a few feet away from a fire, out in the fielded expanse of Lottie’s compound. You sat against Van, her arm around you and your head resting in the crook of her neck as the two of you sat against the outside of a small gazebo (A/N: was it a gazebo Van was sitting against?? Idfk but we’re going with it ok). The two of you passed a bottle of vodka back and forth, which you had snuck into the compound from Van’s car when you were supposed to be doing your designated activities.

You’d never felt more peaceful. The two of you had been aching for a getaway for a while, but had never acted on it, and though being dragged to Lottie’s compound due to Taissa’s sleepwalking was less than ideal you had to admit it was a decent escape from normal life. It brought you irreplicable peace to be able to sit with Van by the fire, the vodka gently dulling your senses, a cool breeze interrupting the monotony of the spring warmth.

“I’m glad we came here,” you said quietly. You took the bottle of vodka out of Van’s hands and took a sip.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“I didn’t think you’d be into this sort of thing. And all of the other women, they’re a bit…”

“I like them,” you said, “it’s good to be able to put faces to names. You don’t talk about what happened much, but still.”

You heard the rustling of footsteps in the grass as someone approached, and soon Taissa was sitting beside you. You allowed yourself to relax completely in the presence of both of them. You’d never before felt the same sort of peace that you felt with Van and Taissa — you’d felt it a bit with Van, in a way, unexplainable happiness in your relationship as a couple, but ever since you’d met Taissa everything had seemed to click. None of you had spoken about it, but everyone knew it, that she was what had been missing, everyone needed each other.

You handed the bottle of vodka to Taissa, and she smirked.

“Don’t tell Lottie we have this,” you said, “or, surprisingly, Nat.”

She laughed lowly, taking a drink from the bottle. “I pay for almost twenty years of rehab and it’s a week in Lottie’s cult that fixes everything.”

“I think we all know it’s because Lottie and Nat are gay as fuck for each other.”

Both of them laughed quietly at this, mainly because they knew you were right. Everyone who had eyes could see that Lottie and Nat were obsessed with each other.

“Put a couple of women in a cult together and they all fall in love.”

“I hope so,” you said, sparing a glance at Tai, and part of you hoped she knew what you were implying and part of you hoped your comment had gone right over her head.

“Van,” Tai said with a smile, “your girlfriend’s drunk, she’s trying to flirt with me.”

“Yeah, but she tries to flirt with you even when she’s sober,” Van said.

“Shut up,” you smiled, shaking your head. “Don’t act as if you’re not as guilty of that as I am.”

“I don’t mind,” Taissa admitted, and you watched as Van met her gaze.

You knew neither of them would act on it. If you didn’t act first nothing would happen, nothing would change, and all of it would carry on as usual, all three of you lost in darkness.

The alcohol was giving you more courage than you would’ve liked to admit. Without hesitation you pulled Taissa into a kiss, and though she melted into you you pulled away after hardly a moment had passed, gauging her reaction.

You didn’t know what you had expected, but you certainly had not expected her to pull you back to her, lips crashing against yours, both of you engulfed in momentary euphoria. Her hand rested at the back of your neck, ever so subtly controlling, and had you not been in the middle of the compound you suspected things would have gone quite a bit further.

When the two of you pulled away, regaining your breath, you looked to where Van sat on your other side. She seemed mildly surprised, but her eyes were occupied by blatant longing as her gaze flickered from you to Taissa.

Reaching across you, the two of them collided, and where Taissa had been gentle with you she was not with Van, the kiss rough and eager as if it had been all either of them had wanted for years. They had a history, you knew that, but never had you suspected how deeply things had gone, and the realization intrigued you in the best of ways, exhilarated you.

Tai pulled away first, and everyone was silent for a few moments. When she spoke, Tai’s words were barely louder than a whisper. “I want this,” she said, looking from you to Van, “but with Simone in the hospital, and my son…”

“We have time,” you reassured her, giving her a small smile, though the loose ends pained you. “Do what you need to do, and when you’re ready-”

“I can’t give you that much time,” Van said suddenly, not looking at either of you, just straight ahead.

You weren’t yet sure why, but something about her tone had you feeling sick, and you knew that something was wrong. Not in a way that could be solved easily, but in a way that would haunt all of you, that once you knew the truth it could never be forgotten. “What is that supposed to mean?” You asked, and still she wouldn’t meet your gaze.

“I have cancer,” she said nonchalantly. It was as if she’d told you she had a splinter.

For a moment you couldn’t breathe. It was like you hadn’t heard her right, and you were sure you hadn’t until she finally looked at you, and you could see the remorse, the fear, the desperation she was trying so hard to hide.

“You know when people are all ‘it’s okay, I have cancer but the doctors caught it early,’” Van continued, and her gaze moved to Taissa. “This isn’t like that. I have, I think, months.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Van,” Tai breathed, and still you couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t think. It wasn’t happening — it couldn’t be happening, because everything had been so perfect up until this moment, and if you heard another word of it you were going to die. “When were you going to tell me?” She asked.

“You showed up on my doorstep, I wasn’t going to tell you at all. We hardly know each other anymore, Tai.”

“What about me?” You asked, only processing that you’d spoken after the words had already come out, and you could see the guilt in Van’s expression. “You weren’t going to fucking tell me, were you?”

“I couldn’t, not will all of the shit both of us have been through. I didn’t want to burden you.”

“And it wouldn’t burden me if I woke up one day to see you fucking dead?” You shouted, and she motioned for you to keep your voice down, which you ignored, or you would have if you’d been able to say anything else. Tears blinded your vision, and your hands were shaking, and all you wanted was for all of it to stop and to wake up and realize all of it was a dream, none of it had really happened.

“Listen,” Van said, one of her hands holding yours and the other running up and down your back, which was supposed to be soothing, but nothing could have soothed a blow such as this. “I want you and Tai to be together. The two of you can sell out the store, buy a nice house. Fuck, you could even stay here at the compound if you wanted. But I want you to be able to be happy when I’m not here.”

There was a certain potency of grief that came with knowing she was going to die. That even as she was sitting there before you all of you knew that in a few months she wouldn’t be, and the entire world would die in your eyes. You would have Taissa, but even then something would be missing, and that something would be unattainable, would be Van.

“Misty’s coming,” Van said, “both of you act fucking normal.”

You knew you couldn’t. There was no reaction to this that was “normal.”

You took the vodka bottle, quickly chugging what was left of it before walking away, going to the edge of the forest and further, letting yourself be taken into its depths. You were vaguely aware that Taissa was following you, and maybe she was calling your name or maybe it was your imagination, you weren’t sure.

Eventually you stopped at a fallen tree, sitting on it, and after a moment Taissa was sitting beside you again in the darkness.

Neither of you said anything for a while. There was hardly anything to say, and you could hardly think coherently anyway.

But as soon as you dared, you let yourself speak the thought that had been haunting the back of your mind ever since Van had told you she had cancer.

“This is what it wants,” you said quietly, and you could feel Taissa tense beside you.

“What are you talking about?”

“That thing, the being… from when you crashed… whatever Lottie invoked in the wilderness that never left.”

“How the fuck do you know about that?” She asked, her tone sharp.

“Van told me.”

“Of course she did,” Taissa sighed. Her words weren’t sharp now, they sounded only tired. “She always believed in all of it.”

“And you don’t?”

“I'm not sure anymore,” she admitted, taking your hand, providing whatever comfort she could.

“It chooses, Taissa,” you said, barely a whisper. “It chose Javi, and it chose Travis, and now it’s choosing her.”

It took her a moment to respond.

“You’re not supposed to know those things,” she said, and by her tone, and the look she gave you, her grip on your hand tightening significantly, you knew it wasn’t her anymore.

It was the other one.

[wooyoungqueen]

True Hate Kiss

🐸For the See U on the Flip Side Event, prompt chosen: True hates kiss

🐸Pairing: I.N (stray kids)  x Reader (F)

🐸Genre: slight funny, modern fantasy  

🐸Trope: the reverse of true love's kiss!

🐸Au: modern, fantasy au, academy life

🐸Word Count: 2224

🐸Rating: 18+, MDNI, E for everyone (expect for minors)

🐸Warnings: none

🐸Summary: I.N popular boy in the academy everyone feared him but one night he was turned into a toad,due to a young witch practicing her magic  until Lee Know saw and picked up I.N finding out who turned him into a toad. A witch appeared saying only a hate kiss will break the curse. Not the kiss of love but a hate kiss of his mortal enemy. 

Y/n got ready to put on her uniform, grabbing her books, bag and wand. Felix was sitting down reading his book of spells waiting for his best friend to come. “hey felix good morning” “Morning buddy, say do u want to get breakfast.” “Sure I will like that.” y/n and felix were walking to the cafeteria both grabbing their food. The students were chatting, eatting, practicing their magic in the gazebo   until the doors opened, making everyone turn and see Lee Know. Next to Lee Know was Changbin and then I.N appeared in the middle of them. All of the  chattering stopped, “um excuse me, you guys are blocking the way~” “oh? I didn't know but I don't care so shoo, you bring my breakfast and~ I.N was looking for the nerd who did his homework. “There you are, did you finish my assignment?” “yes..” I.N and his friends walked to their table and sat down. Y/n looked and scoffed and rolled her eyes, then turned to Felix. “I don’t know why, everyone is so afraid of him like he’s not that important!” “Y/N don’t, if he hears you then he will…”

Lee Know heard getting up from his seat walking towers where Felix and Y/N was sitting.  “I don’t care if he hears me or not, he could come over because I am  not scared of him.” after talking to both Y/N and Felix looked up at them “Do we know you?” Felix looked at them and said “um, well. We've been going to this school, having a lot of encounters, not mentioning the same classes as well. but that all adds up to, that you don’t know us at all.” Felix looked down and then  I.N laughed  “huh how funny did you even know you excited or you?” “The name is Y/N, but don’t worry about it.”  I.N  looked at Lee Know, and Changbin then said. “ So here's the thing, over hear you saying you're not afraid  of me. but we are here to change that around. right guys.” “That’s right.”

Y/N looked and said to I.N. “You could do whatever you want but we are not scared of you, not even Felix.” I.N looked and was about to use his wand but Y/N stopped him.  “You can't use magic on another student.” “aww, how cute! Worried that I will get in trouble.” Y/n scoffed and said  “I'd rather worry for a toad than worry for you. Come Felix, we are done here.” Both Y/N and Felix walked away from I.N and the group, when the students heard the bell everyone went to their classes after I.N walked to his dorm and laid down, not knowing that  a witch came in through his window and used a spell to turn him into a frog and adding a spell to break the curse. The next morning every student was getting up, Lee Know was knocking on the I.N door waiting  for him to open it  but still no sound until he opened and pulled the bed covers seeing a toad. “Come on I.N is time for you to wake up. I know that  you want to sleep in but… OMG it's a toad!  Changbin came here quickly and saw his best friend ribbiting in his bed until he saw Felix reading and grabbing his shirt. “you the one that turned my best friend into a toad, better undo it.” “Wait, what?  i didn’t do anything changbin. where is I.N”

Lee Know walked and had I.N in his hand and Felix looked down until he talked. “better turn me back into a human, the dance is not far from here.”  “I don’t know how, I'm sorry. but we could find a way.”    “Felix, are you okay, are they? What's going on..”  The guys explained everything to you, then Lee Know said. “Now you could worry because, as you said yesterday, you would have worried for a toad and look I.n is a toad.” “repeating my own words, that’s true but damn. Fine I’ll try to help you but this doesn’t mean we are best friends.” You turned your heel and went to the library pulling out books trying to find a way to undo the spell until I.N hopped up and ribbed  to catch his breath. making you roll his eyes until everything turned dark seeing a young girl wearing a cloak and said. “You won’t find how to break the curse in books, only you have to care even though they're your mortal enemy that the curse could be broken.”  “But why would you put a curse on I.N if you don’t know him?! it doesn’t make sense.” “all in due time Y/N, but not just a hate kiss, but a true hate kiss could break his spell. if you can’t do it. then he will remain as a toad for the rest of his life.” The young witch disappears, making the library lights turn back on, Felix and Y/N try to find a potion or something else to reverse the curse and also for Y/N to avoid kissing her mortal enemy. “there’s gotta be another way I am not going to kiss I.N, i hate the guy.” “But we check everything, besides the dance is tomorrow. if we look for the young witch to tell us more.” Y/n smiled and said. “yeah let’s go buddy, come on.”

after following the map, they stop at a cave when they step inside it was fill with crystals popping out of the ground and on the top, not to mention pots and magic brooms that was sweeping the floor until they twisted a door knob and saw the witch that was looking through her looking glass, than saw Y/N and Felix. “ooh two students, what can i do for you.” “We talked yesterday, I think it was you or someone else saying I have to hate my mortal enemy?” “ooh, that was my daughter, that you spoke of. she was practicing her spell but I never thought she would turn your friend into a toad. also is true what she said.” “we have a dance, how long does the curse break when two mortal enemies kiss.” the witch looked and said. 'Until midnight, if Y/N doesn’t kiss him by then, then he will be a toad forever.” “Grate is this sort of a fairy tale, ugh why is 7:45pm we need to get ready.” “the witch said until midnight. but since when did this become a Disney  film?” “I don’t know, buddy.” The both friends sigh and  walk back and then Y/N went over to Changbin and Lee Know and fill them in. “EH? you have to kiss him in order for him to turn into a human, can you just kiss him like that.” “It has to be a true hate kiss but now that you mention it.”  you sigh and kiss I.N in the head, but nothing happened and they said. “This was supposed to work. Why is he still a frog? That witch is nothing but a liar. you got played by both of you guys.  Will  I guess we will take him to the ball like this.” Changbin,

Lee-Know walked with I.N. all the students were dressed to the nines, Felix got dressed into his tux, knocked on his best friend's door, revealing you still in your uniform studying. “You're not going to the dance?” “nope, i am not. I just don’t feel like that's all. but you should have fun.” Felix took your notebook and book away and sat on your bed and said. “Look, I know that you dislike him, I do too. but at the same time I feel bad for him. He didn’t deserve to be turned into a frog.” "Even though he bullied you Felix, I know there’s gotta be  another way.” Felix looked at you, looking at your clock saying 10:45 pm then said. “I know you could make it, before  he stays as a toad forever but if you need me for something I will be at the ball okay buddy.”

You looked at your dress, remembering what the young and old witch said about only true hate kisses could break the spell. you went to the library and read a spell that could make I.N into a human for a little bit grabbing the book running to the ball slamming the book into the table. “There is a spell that could make I.N into a human for a little while but not here though.” “Really, let's go then.” Lee- know sat I.N down and then Y/N did a spell to make I.N human. “This is only temporary.” you went back to your room and looked at your dress then remembered what the witch said “you have until midnight to give a true hate kiss” “maybe I should, but I don’t know. but i should go to the ball for fun” you took a nice warm shower, after you saw your clock  saying 11:20. putting your make-up away until you hear a knock. “Can you do the spell again, please Y/N” “I said it was only temporary, sorry guys, can I change in peace please.” “Will you kiss him at least.”

You scoff and close the door in order for you to change peacefully after you still saw them waiting for you, your boots clacking against the tile floor of the hallway, taking the decorations in after you heard the announcement. “It's almost midnight, remember to grab your dance partners.” Lee- Know gave you I.N then went to get his partner and Changbin said “Please Y/N, you're the only one.” you sigh, grabbing I.N from bringing him close to your lips, before you kiss him you said something, “This doesn’t change anything, we will always be mortal enemies and hopefully you stop bullying my friend Felix.” “I promise Y/N.” 

You kissed him, closing your eyes  when the bell struck midnight you felt his hands on your shoulders after you two pulled away I.N looked at you and you at him both you and I.N wipe your lips, Changbin and Lee-Know ran to hug their best friend but thanked you. “thank you Y/N, and I can’t believe you kiss a to~” “stop, she did what she needed to do changbin, but thank you Y/N i appreciated it and i accept to stop bullying your friend Felix.” 

Y/N nodded and turned your heel and before going to Felix you said to I.N “Hey I.N, I hate you. remember that.” “Ha, Hate you more Y/N.” After the dance, no one talked about the events that happened, except you had to tell Felix being your best friend for years.  After that Felix went to class making you read a book of spells making I.N appear blocking your sun. outside of the academy garden  “You're blocking my sun.” “ Sorry nerd, didn’t quite hear you. I just wanted to give you this for yesterday. later nerd.” raising your eyebrow you took the letter and read it. 

“dear nerd,  

I just want to say that, thank you for breaking the curse, who would've thought that I would have my mortal enemy to kiss a toad but anyway like you promise I will stop bothering you and Felix and we won’t dare talk about what happened in yesterday's events also I wash my lips and exfoliate anyway I won’t cross your path. I am a man of words. but if someone else bullies you or Felix i will fight them because I hate you so much. Anyway, I hope this won’t happen again. ~ your mortal enemy I.N” you smiled and folded the note, slipped  it in your notebook and said while looking up in the sun and took a breath.  “What an ass, but I believe that you will keep your word, you toad.  hey Felix ready to eat breakfast.” “you betcha come on buddy of mine. So everything is okay? have I.N bothered you. ” “ nope no sign of him or his lackeys which is  Perfect, Felix, never been better.” you and Felix walked happily, Chang bin, Lee-Know, and I.N saw and nodded while you rolled your eyes at them and still walked to get your food. 

[newty]

i Have to know what wwi au duck hunt is about??

duck hunt is one of the more complicated ones--i wrote it back in college and began rewriting it a year and a half ago?? it's a climactic insane moment where elliot confesses to nol and i wanted to shape it up bc it feels like this the entire way thru

theyre wandering around in the fields nearby the psychiatric hospital nol is a patient at. hes very comfortable in nature with his rifle, looking for things to kill, while eli is worriedly tagging along w an umbrella

nol kills a couple ducks and collects them, making him even more brainlessly content w himself. it starts pouring and nol leads them to a gazebo beside a heavy river w a bunch of canoes

they have this tense, awkward talk abt eating and food, then nol decides he wants to swim bc hes already wet and he's still riding this weird, unthinking high of feeling in his element. elliot's like, no wtf

so nol grabs him and runs across the canoes like a plank bridge until one inevitably shifts and knocks them into the river. eli panics, and nol yanks them back to the shore.

theres a huge physicality to the water eli gets dragged from, the shore pebbles he gets pulled onto, nol's hands on him and nol's body above his to shield him from the rain. this is not making eli feel any better, and hes like 'fml never do that again sir'

the convo becomes 'why do u call me sir. its weird.' / bc i respect u / 'no u dont. theres smth wrong w ur respect.'

so eli just explodes like yeah!! there IS smth wrong w it!! and wrong w me!! and im gonna just spell it out in the most convoluted way bc im frustrated and afraid!!

so nol sits there with a single dead braincell. barely understands any of it. and comes out of the convo with a Sinking Suspicion that being institutionalized for several manic breakdowns in Not the worst thing wrong with him, and perhaps he is in love w this medic thats been bullying him across the somme offensive

eli sits there w a braincell that feels like its being pinned to a torture table. nol tells him to go back to town, but hes like 'mmmm no' bc maybe he'd rather feel like a prey animal abt to be killed by a machisimo madman than be alone. so nol hands him a dead duck like. 'k. ur good at taking bullets out so'

[koihanwrites]

Hello Koii, i heard your requests are open so i thought i can slip an anonymous requests for you heheh... but to the topic again.

Can i requests a tori x reader where tori confessed to them after school on the garden space? (you can search it on google if u dont know here the garden space is) please make the reader gender-neutral if its ok! its fluff btw

pls take ur time on making this request koi, love from anon <3 <3

Prologue: After school you found a suspicious letter in your locker, it said that someone wants to meet you in the garden space by the name of "H.T"... ☄. *. ⋆:

Important: The poem I made in the confession part is made by me, so please do not use it without my permission.

Tori x reader ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Gender-neutral reader 𓆩♡𓆪

Fluff + confession 𓆩♡𓆪

Requested? by anon ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Words: 978 𓆩♡𓆪

Warnings? : None!

Hello anon! Koi here, thank you so much for requesting! I really really love the idea of Tori confessing to the reader. I tried my best to make it as specific and heart-warming as possible so I'm really sorry if it's not to your liking ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა I had so much fun writing this!

My Heart Has Always Belonged To You..

You hastily copied the last sentence of the assignment on the blackboard before the professor erased it, you sigh in relief that class is finally finished, you can finally meet up with your friends after class.

"Class is dismissed, you all may leave the classroom now" the professor said in a monotone as he picked up all of his paper works on his desk. You quickly put all of your belongings in your bag, "My notebooks..pencils..ruler..my pen..ok all here" you smile to yourself as you rose from your seat and wore your bag.

You leave the classroom and go to your locker to get a few books. The hallway is filled with students talking and walking with each other which made the atmosphere light and comfortable. You walk past all of them, whilst greeting others that you're familiar with.

You finally arrived at your locker and you carefully unlocked it, as you were opening your locker a letter fell right on your shoes. You look down and curiously pick it up, examining it carefully. The letter has a rose pink colour with a heart stamp on it, it almost looks like a love letter rather than a normal letter.

You cautiously take off the stamp and carefully pull the letter out of the packaging, as soon as you touch the paper you can feel someone watching you. You take a glance behind only to find other students opening their lockers, you look back at the rose pink colored paper and read it in a slow pace.

"Meet me in the garden space after school, I have something to tell you" - From your cute H.T ♡

You slowly whisper the last word under your breath, the heart at the end of the sentence seems fairly familiar. You brush your fingers against the paper, staring at the suspicious "H.T" word. "Who could that be..?" you thought to yourself as you put the paper back inside the letter. You grab all of the books you need for your upcoming assignment and put them inside your bag, you then close the locker carelessly.

You open the backdoor of the school where the garden space is located. Once you step upon the grass of the garden space you can feel the wind blowing against your hair, the scent of the flowers around you makes you feel like you're in Wonderland. You grip onto the letter tightly and continue walking ahead. You continued to walk around the garden for a few minutes, you stopped on your tracks when you found someone with a short boy near a gazebo, he looked like he was waiting for someone.

You walk towards the boy with much curiosity. Your eyes met with his, "T-tori!?" you blurted out with surprisement, you didn't expect one of your best friends to be here. His cheeks were dusted with a colour of rose pink like the colour of the letter you found in your locker. "(name)-sama!- H-hello!" he replied with his hands on his chest to keep them from beating so fast.

He noticed that you have the letter that he sneakingly slipped on your locker, "so you have the letter huh.." he silently whispered to himself but it was crystal clear for you. "Are you the one who invited me here, Tori?" his cheeks turn more of a darker shade of pink upon hearing his name. "I-i did! I have something to tell you.." he gently holds your hands with his as he took a deep breath and looks at you with eyes that spoke honestly.

"If my feelings are true then you shall too. Guide our hearts till the end of night, as they hold each other's arms as tight. In a world where we belong, our hearts shall get along. Slowly pressing our fingers together, intertwining them like the constellations above the sky. If we fall into an eternity on the abyss, then I'll make sure that you fall into a never-ending bliss. (Name)..when my eyes first laid on yours, I felt a spark in my heart, that spark changed the way I viewed the world because of you. (Name), my heart has always belonged to you since the first day we met, and I hope your heart feels the same way.."

"I hope your heart feels the same way.." those words echoed into your mind, each sentence he spoke was laced with honey as his emerald eyes stared deep into your eyes. Your cheeks immediately turned red after he finished his sentence,"how come someone who is in the biggest 3 must be attracted to me?? and how did he know that I have feelings for him??-" your head starts to fill with endless questions that no one can ever answer at once.

Your mind stops functioning when you feel a soft hand touch your cheek, you open your eyes to see Tori's face so close to you. "Y-your answer (Name)" Tori said as he childishly gave you a pouty face. You burst into laughter because of how cute he is, Tori just looks at you dumbfounded, his cheeks becoming redder as well as the tip of his ears.

"My heart--feels the same way, It's a yes.."

His eyes widened at your response, his heart skipped a bit as well. "Y-you do?! Uhmm of course y-you do!! ♪ '' you happily giggle at his childish behaviour. You were about to tease him but you were taken back when his lips pressed onto yours, it was surprisingly soft and gentle. Your stomach filled with butterflies at the sudden kiss yet you want this to last long. You and Tori's lips parted for a while leaving you both in a blushing mess.

"I love you! (name)" he giggles and pressed a kiss on your cheek.

"I love you too, Tori" you smiled at him as you lace your fingers with his.

A/n: Wataru was the one who helped Tori with his confession WHAHAHAH. When Tori finally have the confidence to say that you and him are a thing now to the other fine members, Yuzuru kinda cried because of happiness since Tori had been talking about you 24/7 and the poor butler had to listen to all of them. Eichi will be very proud and happy for Tori that he finally told you his feelings, Eichi will be the one who will stop Yuzuru from crying HUSAHDAD. I can imagine Wataru being so proud for himself for helping Tori with his confession lol, he will tease you and Tori non-stop so be careful when you saw him dear reader..

...

The end..... ✩

[milksnake-tea]

EVEN MORE MERMAID LORE

•Long got more protective of the mermaids because of the loss they experienced, therefore they created a lot of beautiful isolated shelters for the mermaid near the water bodies. For example, you might find an eerie looking cave near a water body but when you go inside there are a group of mermaids and a big, intricate gazebo floating on the water. There are tons of these but very few can be found or made public. Said shelters was made by Long with the intention of safety, so mermaids usually use these shelters to keep mermaid stones, treasures, and raise their young.

•In the more detailed mermaid shelters, there are statues or paintings of the late sea spirit.

•The mermaids got their good looks from the sea spirit, yet varies in appearance because they're also made from the different beings in the ocean. Which is why they look nothing like Long. Mermaids refer to the late sea spirit as their mother.

•Long passed down the protective instinct to the Vidyadharas because of the trauma of losing their companion. Naturally Vidyadharas are also protective of mermaids because they're more vulnerable on land. Also dragons liking pretty things? Yeah, they got it from Long too.

•Long also created the mermaids because of their late friend's wish, to be friends for all eternity. Even if there are heartbreaks, Long managed to fulfill it through the Vidyadharas and mermaids' friendship or romance despite the reincarnation cycles. 🧠

AWWWWW THE LITTLE COVES 🥹🥹🥹 I LOVE THAT SMM ALSO QUESTIONNN ARE ALL MERMAIDS FEMALE OR ARE THERE OTHER GENDERS :00 BUT LONG SO TRUE

ALSO BESTIE ,, DONT TAKE THIS AS ME BEING MAD BTW BUT IF U SEND ONE MESSAGE IN PLZ DONT SEND IN ANOTHER BEFORE I ANSWER BC I GET OVERWHELMED 🥹🥹 AGAIN NOT ANGRY JUST LETTING U KNOW BBG

[prentissluvr]

hear me out on this one…

farmhand! sammy x ranch(or farm) owner’s kid! reader…

could be daughter or son but i wanted it to be as gender neutral as possible!!! this would obviously be set back in the old times (im thinking somewhere between the 50’s-60’s)

sam and his brother would be looking for work and find out that your father, who owns a big ranch, is looking for workers to do different tasks around the farm. this includes milking cows, feeding the animals, collecting produce and fixing fences etc

obviously, they would go to your father and what do they know! they start work a week later and get their own small cabin on your fathers ranch for easy access!!

this would lead to you meeting your dads latest and newest workers, both of them making a good impression when you first meet, but sammy would take an immediate liking to u, and vice versa. he’d do things to get u to notice him! like building things in the patch of grass in front of your window (don’t ask how he knows that it’s your window..), or or!! walking the sheep back to the farm and going the long way just because that means he’d run into you on his way back because that’s where the gazebo you sit at to read is located!

i’m gonna skip the details of how u got together, but i can see that readers father would be a little put off considering sam is one of his workers, but once he sees how happy he makes his kid, he’s in for it! best believe you’re getting the best wedding in town! on your own ranch!!

afterwards, sam and dean move in to the big house! they’d still do work, obviously, considering that’s how they get their money

IM A GENIUS

- 🧺

OKAY OKAY YESSS LITERAL FACTS YOU ARE A GENIUS MY FRIEND !!! i loveeeee this idea so much you don't even know LIKE

ugh sammy in his little overall working the fields HAHA SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE. he's just like. the most polite young gentleman in the whole wide world. he's so so respectful and kind and sweet, always going above and beyond with his work.

AND I'M SCREAMINGGGG i just love love loveee the idea of him doing things to get your attention and he thinks he's being subtle BUT HE'S NOTTT LOLOL he's slightly awkward, but it's completely endearing and you barely notice it due to how sweet he's being all the time. anyways but you notice him going out of his way to get your attention or to be near you and you welcome it. you'll invite him to town with you or ask him to come along when you shop with the excuse that you'll need someone extra to help bring everything home. every time you initiate something with him, he's so so giddy like a puppy wagging its tail!

eventually, you stop seeking out his company with any sort of excuse, and you'll spend any rare workless afternoon exploring the nearby woods or watching the clouds from the wildflower meadow just down the road. you eat with him on his lunch breaks and bring him fresh bread and lemonade from the kitchen.

ugh ranch wedding I LOVE IT!! also also also we can insert ellen and jo who run the town's best bar!! and we get a side dean and jo love story hehe <333

UGH I LOVE THIS BESTIE I REPEAT, YOU REALLY ARE A GENIUS <33

[adultswim2021]

Frisky Dingo #20: “The Debate, Part One” | October 8, 2007 - 12:00AM | S02E07

Did Frisky Dingo peak during the last episode? I say yes. She said yes.

The loathsome Killface is preparing with his debate with the loathsome Xander Crewes. There’s another pointless Ferris Bueller reference (”Something D-O-O economics”). Xander is imprisoned on the Xtacles ship which… I might not have mentioned at all in my last episode recap? I actually wrote that entry like two days after watching the actual episode. I try not to let that happen. I’m sorry. 

Speaking of stuff I don’t think I touched on: Wendell visited Cody in prison. That’s a holdover from season one, where Wendell shoots one of the other agents while solemnly declaring “this is for Cody”, who he did not actually kill. In fact when Cody shows up, alive, Wendell throws the gun into his hands as to pin the wrap on him. The joke here is basically that Wendell just loves shooting people dead to get out of trouble, I guess.

Also worth noting: we return to the use of documentary talking head segments, which I think they’ve been taking a break from. They were present in the first episode of the show especially. I’m guessing there’s some need for this later on? (I am lying: I am writing this after having watched the next episode. I am not guessing. I sorta know). 

Okay, so the reason Xander is imprisoned on the ship is because Sinn, known to the Xtacles as Hooper, has taken control on the Xtacles ship. I believe her single-minded goal is to murder Killface, so taking him prisoner seems gratuitous. I guess she just doesn’t want him taking back over. He gets stuck in a cell with Ronnie, who raped him in season one, LOL. This is why we need to strengthen the men’s right’s movement in this country, because this is an outrage.

Hey, just kidding, everyone. I don’t have opinions or values of any kind, except for when it comes to pointing out references to old TV shows. Ronnie references Jack Benny when says “violin man with slave”, by the way. Also his poster hiding the big hole in the side of the Xtacles ship is a reference to Shawshank Redemption. Ever seen it? Check it out! Just go to the IMDB Top 250 and click the link and you can watch it for free probably.

So Killface shoots his campaign manager because she insults the Anhiliatrix, which is currently being looked over by Sinn/Hooper and the Xtacles. She wants to get it back in working order. Xander and Ronnie crash through a gazebo after running out of rocket fuel in Xander’s rocket pants. They don’t land on any nerds, but they do run into Wendell, there for some drug or arms deal. Xander and Ronnie pretend they’re the guys he’s looking for to get a ride from him on his scooter. He’s dressed like a neo-nazi (complete with skinhead bald cap) as part of some new fundraising scheme from Killface’s campaign (at least that’s what he says). 

This one is okay. The plot moves, and that’s fine, and so far the story is more cohesive than season one. It seems like they may have actually made plans for the whole season, even. Season one was full of self-conscious attempts to make fun of their own lack of preparation with meta humor. But the sad truth is it’s only a little above average compared to the rest of the series, and doesn’t reach the heights of the previous episode. Not by a long shot.

MAIL BAG:

You're a man! you're the man! And soon you will be a Robot Chicken man!

*screaming it so loud that it hurts u* FUCK YOUUUUUUU

[swallowtail-jumper]

Nightrage Drag and Shattered Gorge have both been moved to different locations. The Shattered Gorge has relocated to a cavern on the side of an actual gorge. 

The Nightrage Drag has relocated to a swamp. Alpine’s swamp, specifically, where there are huge boulders (huge for imperial standards) all in a row that have each been carved out on the inside so as to give 5 separate ‘districts’. The districts are as such: “royalty” (where the royal family and its guards live), “educational” (where the new magic school is being built and will reside), “recreational” (where all the fun stuff is), “residential” (where everyone else lives), and “religious” (where the devout can go to pray or any religious rituals can occur)

Small businesses would fall in the residential area, as the citizens are wont to sell out of their homes

[tomholland1996simp]

Family isn’t just by blood || Tom Holland

Warning: Most fluff and happy but some angst with swear words and a little shouting. Upset y/n but then is happy.

pairing: DadTom

Summary: Could you make one where the reader and Tom celebrate there child’s birthday party.(Use scarlett again if u want) And Toms family comes over and y/n’s family is meant to as well. However her small side of the family to her mum comes but her dads side doesn’t. She tries to act not sad at all by it until two someone’s appear late to the party. Just make something up.

Today is a very special day, not only is the weather outside beautiful it’s also my daughters birthday, Scarlett. Me and Tom have prepared a small children’s party to celebrate her 4th birthday. Scarlett was born a little before the lock down, which means when covid happened we were all stuck inside without seeing the family.

But now finally we can all come together as a family to celebrate our little holland’s birthday. Of course I’ve met Toms family before, we have been dating now for 6 years and have been engaged for about 8months now. His family really support our relationship and there always so kind and welcoming to there family.

My family on the other hand they can be kind and nice sometimes. Well my mums side of the family are so sweet, my dads side are not as sweet as that seem. Throughout mine and Toms relationship and pregnancy my dads family has been nothing but unsupported and fake. They hadn’t even tried to take time out of there day to see how our daughter was or even me.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my dads side of the family even though I shouldn’t. Even as a child they never really cared for me, during a long period of my life they abandoned me, my mum, my brother and even my dad. It was only when I was 11 they came back after 8 years, making up some stupid excuse. Yeah, it really did affect me in my life as a teenager and still now. Knowing you didn’t have your family to talk to really sucked, especially with all the problems with my parents at that time.

You see, as a kid I always wanted to have this perfect life. I wanted a great boyfriend, a good job and eventually start a family. It was hard for me to get what I have now, and honestly I couldn’t wish for any better with Scarlett and Tom.

My parents used to always argue every day and every night. My siblings used to protect me from them arguments, me being the youngest. Eventually once my older sister and brother moved out they got worse. They started to argue more and more but it started to get physical.

Sometimes I would get hurt not just mentally, physically too. I would stand in front of them at around 12 years old trying to stop it, my mum would try swing for my dad and I would get punched in the face. The next day they always were best friends, cuddled up on the sofa like nothing happened. My mum nor dad thought to apologise to me neither. They were both alcoholics at the end of the day and my dad being a druggie.

Anyways enough sad shit, the end of the day I’m trying to give Scarlett the best life that she can live. I am making sure she can come to me for any problems or whenever she’s sad, I wanna be a good mother to her the one I never really had.

So, as I was saying. Toms family and hopefully mine will come over today to celebrate Scarlett’s birthday. We had everything set up with the help of Harrison, Harry and Tuwaine of course. Part of the party is outside, we had a small gazebo up with a table full of snacks, drinks and party bags for later. Chairs were also set around the place so everyone could have a seat, alcohol was in cold buckets to keep them cool. The temperature was really hot so we decided to let a small pool out for the kids.

“Darling did I tell you that you look so beautiful today?” Tom wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I was wearing a cute white summery dress with my hair wavy, makeup light.

“aww thanks Tommy.” I rub his arms that are around my waist. “Thanks boys, I really appreciate the help” I thank Harrison, Harry and Tuwaine.

“It’s okay y/n. We love you, Tom and Scarlett. We’re always here to help” Harrison smiled at me taking a sip from his beer.

“Mummy?” Scarlett calls making my head snap back to the little girl who was in her swimming costume. “Yes, birthday girl” I smile going over to her, picking her up.

“I think someone’s at the door” She told me, pointing in the direction. Placing her back down on the grass, I walk over to the door opening it. There stood my brother Charlie with his little boy, Liam. And my sister, Kirsty with her two sons lake and Jake.

“Hii, come in. Hello Liam, Lake and Jake” I smile at the two 4 year olds and Jake the 12 year old boy. “Thanks for coming” I hug Kirsty then Charlie.

“Uncle Charlie, auntie Kirsty!” Scarlett shouts running into there arms. 

“I heard it’s someone’s birthday today, so I got a little gift. But you can’t open it until all the guests have gone as mummy’s requests” Charlie told Scarlett. It was true you didn’t want her getting her new toys out and either breaking them or other kids playing with them.

“Charlie, Kirsty. Hi how are you both?-Hey little ones” Tom walked over greeting my siblings and there kids. Obviously there was one more sibling, Kieron, he was sadly sick so he couldn’t come. “You guys want a drink?” Tom offered them.

……………….

“Hi Nikki, you look beautiful as always. Hi Dom” I greet Nikki and Dom as they enter into the garden. Now everyone was basically here, Toms cousins, grandparents, Family friends and others were here. My nan was now here with her husband, Denis.

Also my cousin Ellie and her daughter came. One of my aunties and uncles had arrived too. Sadly this was just my mums side and non was my dads. I mean what did I expect? They of course wouldn’t come. But what hurts the most is that My dad or my mum isn’t here either.

“Where’s Sam and Wayne?” Asked Ellie whilst she sips on her drink.

“Clearly they ain’t coming. I mean it’s been an hour what the fuck is wrong with them” I scoff, checking the time. I was hurt and it showed a lot.

“Hey, don’t let them get to you. It’s alright. It’s there loss. Anyways let’s play a little bit more better music, whilst I talk to Harrison” She winked walking over to the speaker.

“Daddy? Where’s grandad and nanny? Nanny said she was coming to brwing me my new doll” Scarlett cried to Tom, them only being a few metre away from me so I could hear. He stopped his conversation to kneel down to his sobbing daughter. He looked over to me, knowing I heard what she said.

“Princess don’t cry, I’m sure there coming. Maybe there just running late” He cooed the now 4 year old. “How about this. I want you to get water in this water gun and spray uncle Haz, yeah?” He smiled at her making her laugh and nod straight away, running to squirt Harrison with the water gun.

“You okay?” He walked up to me placing his cup on the table.

“Yeah, there probably not gonna come. I mean my dads side of the family most likely ain’t. My mum is a bit surprising I did try to call her.” I wanted to cry, I shouldn’t cry. I needed to keep it all in, I need to stay strong.

“Well even if they don’t come, this is your family here. Family doesn’t have to be by blood, baby. Everyone that is my family is yours and Scarlett’s.” He placed his hands on my waist, kissing my forehead.

I smiled a little just by what he had said, “Yeah, your right. It’s not the first time they’ve let me down anyways” I watch as Harrison now chases Scarlett with the water gun, her screaming when the cold water hits her.

“Mummy! Daddy! Ahhhh” She screamed laughing, running behind mine and Toms legs. “You can’t get me now” She laughed at Harrison.

Harrison smirked pointing the gun at me, “Oh yeah well i’ll get your mummy” He looked down at Scarlett then back at me.

“Don’t you dare Harrison-“ He ignored me squeezing the gun in my face. Scarlett then stepped in front of me, protecting me from this stupid boy in front of me.

“Hey! Don’t you do that to my mummy! You can do it to daddy not mummy-“ She demanded causing Tom to say a ‘What! why me and not mummy’. “Well mummy is wearing makeup, and has a nice dress on.” She reasoned with her dad, but before he could say anything back she ran over to the pool getting inside it with her cousins.

To the corner of my eye, I saw my Nan and denis talking. “I’ll be back” I told Tom before leaving his side to go speak to them.

“Hi Nanny, Denis. Do you know if mum is coming?” I ask them.

“Hello darling, I’m not sure. Her and Wayne had an argument last night and this morning they said they were going out to eat. She was meant to be coming but not so sure now” My nan told me, just as I expected. They must’ve had an argument, made up then went to drink and clearly forgot.

“Thanks Nan” I quickly walk away from both of them, going to speak to Nikki and Dom.

……………………..

“Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy to Scarlett…Happy birthday to you!” We all sang as she blowed out her candles on her beautiful princess cake.

“Daddy!” She whines as Tom pushed the cake a little into her face, pink frosting going onto her nose.

“Happy birthday, bubba” Kissing her on the head, placing her cute princess tiara on there.

“Thanks mummy” She smiled widely placing a kiss on my cheek.

“Now who wants some Cake?” Sam asked taking the cake from Tom, everyone saying whether they wanted any or not. As I looked back at Scarlett, about to ask whether she would like some, she started to look around the garden trying to search for something somebody.

“What you looking for?” I chuckle at her face as her eyes wonder around. All she did was huff, running inside the house.

“what’s up with the little one?” Ellie questioned, I just shook my head having no clue whatsoever.

Walking pass the people and inside the house, I search the rooms for my daughter. She wasn’t in the bathroom, nor her room or the kitchen, so I looked in the last place I thought she could be. Mine and Toms shared bedroom.

And she was there….laying on the bed, face planted into the pillow as soft cries escape her mouth.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

I worry, sitting by her legs. “Go away” was all that she had said before crying even more. “I-I just wanna help honey, don’t want you crying on your birthday now do we?”

“Did Nanny and Grandad forget?” she mumbled, almost not hearing her.

“What do you mean?” I curiously asked, trying to understand what she meant by what she had said.

“Nan and Grandad, they forgot about my birthday! They never come visit anymore, they don’t care about me” She cried into the pillow more. My heart Instantly broke. I never wanted her to feel it, however them even being her grandparents make her feel like they don’t care.

“Sweetheart, listen sit up look at me” I tell her, waiting till she gets up, which she does, keeping her head hanging low as sniffles just come out. “Nanny and Grandad Love you so so much. They just- listen your too young to understand right now but they do care. Nanny and grandad haven’t been feeling well lately.. They do care about you so much, okay. I used to feel like that all the time with them. They just have many problems going on right now” I lied. I had to lie to my own daughter because of them.

“I’m still upset and angry” she admitted finally looking at me in the eyes.

“And that’s okay. Your allowed to be upset and angry by them. But baby you have everyone else, you have nanny nikki and grandad Dom here.” I explain to her.

“Yeah and you have your cousins, your mummy and daddy here.” Tom walked into the room, hearing the conversation knowing it was breaking your heart too. 

“Thwankss” She smiled hugging me tight.

“How about let’s go outside and have some cake. We can finish the party?” I offer her smiling a ‘yes please’.

………………….

The party had finally died down, I was now sitting on a chair with Scarlett sleeping on me with her head nestled in my neck. She was now in the dress she had gotten into earlier that Nikki brought for her. She was shattered after being in the sun all day and dancing around to the music and playing with her family. She had such a good birthday party.

“Little birthday girl must’ve been tired” Charlie pointed to her sleeping body on me. “Yeah had a good day” I smiled, looking at the floor, my mood showing more since everyone had left.

“You okay?”

“Y-yeah, just tired now that’s all” Faking a smile on my face.

“Listen I know your hurt and upset just don’t take it to heart. There a bunch of idiots y/n” He kissed my forehead. “I’m gonna go now, i’ll see you later” He said, getting his things ready.

Once I had said my goodbyes to him, Tom came over to me sitting in the seat next to me. “Want me to carry her to bed?” Tom offered rubbing my leg.

“No it’s okay, Needed to go inside to get black bags anyways” I half-smiled standing up holding Scarlett trying not to wake her up.

Then walking into the house and straight to her bed room, taking off her dress to put her pjs on. Tucking her in, she started to stir awake so I slowly shut the lights off, leaving the room with the door a little bit open.

Now everyone had left, when I walked out of Scarlett’s bedroom Tom was saying goodbye to his brothers and thanking them for coming. He shut the door behind him, looking over at me. He knew I was still upset, he just knew not to ask.

“Right some of the rubbish is in the bin, thanks to your brothers. So there’s only a little more to do, just need to put the left over drinks in the fridge and the food in the bin if it’s been eaten” I instructed him, we both instantly getting to work. It didn’t take that long to clean, we was gonna leave some to do tomorrow as it was getting dark.

“Phew. I’m so happy that’s all-“ I couldn’t finish my sentence as the door bell rang, multiple of times. Running to the door, quickly opening the it so the person doesn’t wake up Scarlett.

There stood the two people I didn’t want to see at all. My mum and dad. Both were of course  wreaking of alcohol and my dad of strong weed. “Nope” I said going to shut the door on their faces, my dad holding it pushing it open. “No. Get out I don’t want you here” I didn’t want to see them because I knew I would break then and there.

“Y/n my darling, it’s Scarlett’s birthday” My mum slurred being too loud, making Tom come inside seeing both my parents.

“Shut up yours going to wake scarlett, the party was hours ago you missed it so leave. You stink of alcohol and-“ I see my dad pull out a packet of weed. “What the fuck! I said I didn’t want that near my daughter, nor my house get that out now!” I whisper yell at him.

“Don’t speak to your dad like that!” My mum snapped at me, making me look at her up and down.

“Please leave, you’ve done enough. You don’t even realise how much you ruined Scarlett’s birthday she’s was so upset you didn’t come, she thought you forgot and that you don’t care about her” I couldn’t care anymore they needed to hear this.

“Y/n stop being pathetic- oh Hi Tom” My mum changed her tone towards Tom, making me roll my eyes as he even knows it’s an act.

“Just get out please, that’s all I’m asking” I plead to them both loosing my patients.

“Y/n I wanna see Scarlett it’s her birthday” She started to walk towards her room but I stepped in front of her, snapping.

“SCARLETT IS ASLEEP. YOU FUCKING SAID THAT ALREADY YOU CAME LATE SO GET THE FUCK OUT! I DON’T WANT TWO ALCOHOLICS IN MY HOUSE WHERE MY DAUGHTER AND FIANCE LIVE, ITS FUCKING EMBARRASSING!” I scream at both of them, tears streaming down my face, regretting saying it as I saw my dads face.

He stepped towards me making me back away, “What did you just say?” He scrunched his fists by his sides.

Tom immediately seeing my feared face steping in the middle of us. “We will visit you another day, we’re very tired after a long day” Tom spoke nicely trying to not start anything. Surprisingly it worked. They both left slamming the door behind them.

“I knew they would do it. Why do they have to be like this! My dads family didn’t even come and see her. They didn’t leave a fucking message” I cried into his arms burying my head inside his chest.

“shhh darling it’s okay” Tom soothed stroking my back.

“Mummy? Why you crying?” I heard that sweet voice behind me, making me turn to her. She rubbed her eyes, most likely waking up from the shouting.

“I’m okay princess, go back to sleep” Fake smiling.

“I heard mummy, it’s okay really. My party was still really good. I know Nanny and Grandad are just having problems” She smiled, she was really smart for a four year old. “Don’t cry mummy please” she said holding her teddy bear, with a tear rolling down her face.

“I wanna see my two favourite girls happy, so what we’re gonna do is…Mummy and I will get ready for bed then Scarlett you wanna sleep in our bed tonight? We can watch any movie you want?” Tom suggested making me smile.

“yessss, thank you daddy” She jumped up and down. We then got ready for bed, brushing our teeth, washing our faces and then getting under the covers. We put on a princess movie, laying comfortably all together as a family.

I wasn’t sad anymore, I was with my family, who I know love me for me and will always be here.

Toms family is mine too.

It’s true what Tom said, family isn’t just by blood.

[melis-writes]

oo what if Victoria told Michael about Arthur, a lawyer she went out with, years after they got married 😏can u imagine Michael’s jealousy esp cause Arthur is someone she has a lot these in common with 😭😭

Omgggggg!! Okay, I definitely missed writing jealous Michael, honestly lmaoooo! 😂😳❤

“Sooooo…” You slip off your kitten heels, curling up next to Michael on the patio swing with a grin. “You must have missed me, huh?”

“Did I?” Michael murmurs, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him. “I missed you all last night but I certainly wouldn’t miss seeing the sight of dozens of lawyers stuffed in one room.”

“Fair enough,” you giggle, unable to help yourself from blushing at the sight of Michael so relaxed and casual; only in a loose white dress shirt with the unbuttons halfway undone and a pair of black trousers—his hair simply brushed through and tousled as the two of you spend time with one another at the estate’s gazebo.

“How was it, baby?” Michael pulls out his cigarette pack from the pocket of his trousers before planting a kiss over your cheek. “I know I didn’t get a proper chance to ask how the reunion went last night because you were so exhausted.”

“Oh, I think if you asked I’d probably have fallen asleep answering the question halfway.” You admit, sheepishly. “I didn’t expect the event to last so long, for one and I almost certainly didn’t expect everyone to show.”

“Full party, hmm?” Michael puts a cigarette in his mouth, tossing his pack onto the patio table next to him. “All the graduates from 1945 were there?”

“Just about,” you nod as Michael takes out his lighter and cups his hand around the flame to light up his cigarette. “Salvatore Romano’s family was there too, you know. I know he technically never ‘graduated’, per say as he should have, but his parents knew how much he loved Dartmouth so they wanted to have a little celebration to honour his memory.”

“Hmm.” Michael leans back, relaxing his muscles as you both swing back and forth slowly. “I would have hoped you’d remind that brother of yours about this.”

“No use, believe me.” You cross your arms with a soft sigh. “I got so emotional just seeing them cry over Salvatore’s graduation portrait, I had to actually separate myself from them. They didn’t come to celebrate, they came to grieve.”

“Understandable,” Michael nods at you, “but at the same time their loss isn’t shared by everyone else. I don’t personally see it appropriate to do that at a celebration, but a funeral.”

“Right.” You run your hands up and down Michael’s arm as his hand rests over your thigh, massaging as you go. “I decided the only way I was going to enjoy my evening tear free was seeing all my colleagues and sorority sisters there too. Lots of familiar faces.”

“I always found it interesting we were both involved with sororities and fraternities.” Michael gazes at you. “Wouldn’t surprise me if Niccolo and Verona did the same.”

“Very true.” You chuckle, “but also too soon to tell. Is it true that’s where you met most of your girlfriends?”

“My girlfriends?” Michael raises his brows at you, but doesn’t sense any semblance of jealousy from your tone of voice or over your expression.

“Yeah.” The grin on your lips grows wider as you gently nudge Michael. “Or was Fredo lying to me all those years back when he told me Moe Greene teased you about ‘all those cheerleaders’ you went out with?”

“Fredo,” Michael rolls his eyes and takes a short drag out of his cigarette. “Of course Fredo told you. No, it wasn’t a lie. That did happen.”

“How many?” Curiosity grows in your eye as you tug on Michael’s arm. “Tell meee…”

“Baby, who cares?” Michael rests his head against the patio swing cushion, looking at you. “Nothing but pointless college flings and relationships years back—unless it’s bothering you?”

“Bothering me?” You burst into a fit of giggles, shaking your head. “Don’t be ridiculous, why would that bother me? You take me as the very jealous type?”

“Maybe.” Michael chuckles, holding his cigarette between his fingers and stealing a kiss from your lips. “Either way, it amuses me. Why do you ask?”

“Just seems like something the Michael Corleone would do.” You smirk, shrugging your shoulders innocently.

“College flings are pointless.” Michael flicks off the ashes on the tip of his cigarette. “You’ve had them yourself, hmm?”

“Yeah, very, very pointless and spontaneous.” You agree, “just one casual relationship and the rest is history.”

Michael pauses, instantly feeling a spike of jealousy shoot through him. “Casual relationship?”

“Hmm?” You blink back at Michael, having no intention on purpose to actually make him jealous as the words just slipped out of your mouth.

“You were in a relationship with someone?” Michael’s eyes dart back to you as he puts his cigarette in his mouth.

“Yeah, but just one.” You exhale softly, relaxing. “That was waaaaaay back, I’m talking 1942, 1943.”

“You didn’t tell me that.” Michael points out. “I would have remembered.”

“Would you?” You hold back your giggles, “does it maaaaaatter, Michael? Years and years ago, remember? It’s all water under the bridge now. He and I bumped into each other last night and—”

“Who is he?” Michael’s question comes out much more stern than even he anticipated to speak out as.

“Michael, baby,” you can’t help but almost feel a little thrilled at the sudden sight of Michael growing very jealous. “Come on.”

“He was a lawyer too?” If anything, Michael feels his blood run hot just asking the questions.

Although the relationship you and Arthur Kirkland had was over a decade ago before you and Michael even knew of one another, just the mention of another man loving you and being with you romantically stuns Michael with immense possessiveness.

“Mhmm. His name is Arthur Kirkland.” You decide to play along, knowing the most Michael will do is accompany you to Dartmouth reunions as your husband but nowhere near anything violent or ridiculous such as how your brother Lorenzo had Salvatore Romano killed.

An instant look of annoyance crosses over Michael’s face as he diverts his attention to his cigarette. “Two lawyers dating one another, huh? How did that happen?”

You get that it’s a rhetorical, sarcastic question but there’s no way you’re not answering it now. “We had more than enough in common and couldn’t stop bumping into each other outside of lectures and seminars, let alone in class.”

“Should have married him.” Michael mutters, blowing out smoke to his side.

“What’s that?” You lean in, giggling. “Is that…?” You kiss the tip of Michael’s nose, “jealousy?”

“You’re teasing me.” Michael rolls his eyes. “I am no such thing, I was merely curious.”

“Sure, sure.” You laugh softly, plopping back down on the patio swing and putting your feet up on Michael’s lap. “I saw how fast your mood changed the minute I mentioned it! So Michael Corleone can date cheerleaders but I’m the bad guy for dating Mr. Kirkland?”

“Not at all, I wouldn’t imply so.” Michael puts out his cigarette, not impressed at all whatsoever with the conversation. “Just that you saw him last night, didn’t you?”

“Uh huh,” you graze your tongue over your teeth as Michael begins to rub over your legs and thighs. “Of course he was there, we graduated together.”

“My absence aside, I’m sure the two rocks on your fingers told him you were happily married.” Michael gestures to your engagement ring and wedding band over your hands.

“Mhmm.” You giggle quietly. “Don’t worry, he knows. He congratulated me about it. It’s hard to miss, not like that jealousy of yours.”

“You can keep saying that word but it has no meaning to me.” Michael pulls you up onto his lap by your thighs. “All I know is that you’re mine, and I’m yours.”

“All I know,” you repeat after Michael, cupping his cheeks. “Is that you’re jealous.”

“Victoria—” Michael groans in annoyance.

“And sooooo sexy,” you tease, kissing him over the mouth. “Mmm, mwah. You’re mine now and forever,” you hold up Michael’s ring finger, waving his hand in his face. “Just as we promised each other eight years ago. No cheerleaders involved.”

“No ‘Arthur Kirkland’ involved.” Michael squeezes your thighs, looking at you expectantly.

“All gone and forgotten in the past, baby. You’re still jealous though,” you giggle quietly as you straddle Michael’s lap.

“Stop saying that word and just kiss me already.” Michael rolls his eyes again, leaning into you.

[xbabybajix]

Getting Proposed by the Tokyo Rev Boys❣️

a/n: I was listening to sappy love songs while writing this so I hope this makes some of your hearts swell as it did mine 💕 If you enjoyed this feel free to lmk and I would love to write for more of the boys! :3 also not proofread so pls excuse the errors pt. 2 of this drabble is also done!

Draken 💙

-I feel like Draken would be very traditional with courting you, proposing etc.

-would definitely ask for your guardian’s permission for your hand in marriage (when you aren’t around) & when they see how smitten he is with you, they can’t help but tease him about it

-“you’ve got it real bad for y/n huh” & poor ken is just a blushing mess and is like “… yes I can’t help it” jeksjwksk

-ofc your guardian lets him marry you and Draken walks out with a smile so bright and wide

-his plan: take you out to a spot that you’ve never been to but he has because there are details of said place that reminds him of you

-like a small park where there’s a small gazebo and garden that has the prettiest of flowers or a restaurant that happens to have a lot of ypur favorite food

-once the moment of proposing happens, draken is just looking at you with so much love and adoration that he loses his train of thought for a second

-you pull him back into reality by planting a sweet but chaste kiss on his nose and suddenly he becomes very nervous as he remembers why he brought you here

-he sees how beautiful you look with all the flowers and vines surrounding your figure and he takes a deep breath and goes down on one knee

-when u say YES there’s a moment where you jump right into his arms causing yall to stumble and just laugh at each other while sharing small kisses in between <33

Chifuyu❄️

-the moment he considers proposing is the moment he’s starts to plan it altogether (place, time, date, outfits, etc)

-he is a hopeless romantic so he’s going to go all out and really listen to you talk about certain things you want to do or wish you could

-he might ask for the other’s opinions on it like emma or hina bc they would know how to make it romantic but not cheesy or cringe

-when that date gets closer, he starts to act even nicer than he already is and you get suspicious & ask if he’s ok

-“BUT OF COURSE MY LOVE WHY WOULD YOU ASK THAT?? CANT I JUST APPRECIATE MY FAVORITE PERSON EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY??”

-your suspicions get the best of you and it’s when you spot him at the mall while at “work” when you lowkey spy on him to see what he’s up to & see him walk into a men’s boutique for suits

-you had the suspicion that maybe he wants to treat you out somewhere nice but you didn’t consider he’d propose since the topic never got brought up BUT DEEP DOWN INSIDE YOU WANNA MARRY HIM SO BAD YOU JUST DIDN’T WANT TO SCARE HIM OFF BY MENTIONING IT

-ok so his mom knew abt his plan and she’s also helping him out on the day he’s going to ask you to be his forever

-chifuyu also had already asked ur parents for ur hand in marriage and they said yes w/o hesitation bc of how perfect he literally is and they are excited for you

-the plan: take you to an amusement park during the day, go home and get dolled up to eat some yummy food at a fancy restaurant/club & go dancing, once the sun begins to set, he takes you on his motorcycle to the beach but he actually asks if he could blindfold you bc he wants to surprise you

-when you get to the beach, it’s actually been set in a reserved area where the water glows at night when the moonlight hits it, the gang helped set up a small spot where there are rose petal trails and there’s a small table with wine glasses and chairs but also some blankets (like this)

-Chifuyu takes your hand and asks if you could remove your shoes, heels, etc. bc he doesn’t want you to get any hint as to where you guys are and so HE CARRIES YOU BRIDAL STYLE towards the beach

-when he removes the blindfold you’re already on the verge of tears ans give him the biggest smooch and hug

-it would be during the summer so the water at the beach is warm enough for yall to swim in it and that’s how it goes! Both of you are soaked in your fancy clothes but it’s literally the last thing on your minds <33

-it’s when a huge tide washes over you two where chifuyu realizes what he’s done all this for and when he feels your body on his, he stares deeply into your eyes and rubs your cheek with his soft hands and just mutters out “marry me”

-you ask him to repeat what he just said so you know you’re not dreaming, and when he shows you the ring, you crush his body with a hug and smother him in kisses and he is left looking like a dumbstruck idiot with lipstick all over his face but he couldn’t be happier as you two enjoy your time at the beach with that new ring adorned on your left hand <3

Hanma♡

-this guy is not one to pull romantic moves on you, but since this is a proposal he’ll do it bc it’s something he considers important

-his plan is more spontaneous than planned, which is okay because he likes the flow of things when there’s no order

-hanma would tell you things like “you’d make such a cute spouse ya know that?” When he sees you’ve cooked him his favorite dish or when you’re helping him avoid tax evasion <33

-you didn’t take those comments serious bc hanma didn’t strike you as someone who even liked the idea of commitment through marriage

-you thought your current relationship with him was great, you’d might even say perfect if it wasn’t for the way your parents nag abt how he isn’t a good man for you

-hanma proves them wrong time and time again because he protects you and makes sure that you’re the first one to be taken care of before himself

-hanma doesn’t hesitate to crush skulls if someone so much as badmouths you or even looks at you weird, vice versa

-when hanma proposes to you, he doesn’t have a ring, all he has to offer you is himself when he’s at his most vulnerable, which is when you’re both in bed, waking up to the rising sun in the early morning

-he’s the first to wake up and nothing makes him more happy than seeing that serence face of yours as the sun starts to hit your face, causing you to scrunch up your nose slightly

-you smile softly at hanma and he can’t help but brush the stray hairs off your face and it’s in that moment where he whispers to you “let’s get married”

-“married huh? You sure you aren’t asleep still shuji?”

-he scoffs slightly and pulls you against his chest, grabbing onto both of your cheeks with one of his hands and makes you face him again “I’m more awake than I’ve ever been”

-you take a deep breathe out and begin tracing circle on his chest, considering his proposal “… married huh? Doesn’t sound too bad to me, I think I can handle having you around till my dying breath, what about you?”

-“I’m the one that asked right? Well if you’re up to it let’s get you that ring after some breakfast ♡”

Rindou💟

-I feel like Rindou would be the type to have the thought of proposing in his mind but is also quite hesitant with the idea of it, not because he isn’t up for it but because he thinks you’re just too good for him

-marry someone like Rindou? Nah you could definitely do better than him surely

-what draws him back to those thoughts of marriage are when you comfort him during his stressful days and he thinks he couldn’t be more selfish as to wanting you by his side forever

-consults with Ran about the idea and he thinks it would be a good step for his little brother to find happiness

-Ran makes it a bit awkward for you because of how he teases both of you hitting it off so well for years

-“you know y/n it’s been a while since you and Rin have been together why don’t you guys just tie the knot already and bring some small haitaini’s around? A guy like me gets bored around here!”

-“if that’s the case why don’t you go and get laid Ran??”

-“aw cmon don’t be rude to your future brother in law now ♡” little did u know Rindou was in the back, fists clenched ready to beat Ran’s ass bc he knew abt his plan to propose

-Rindou’s plan was much more simple in his mind but the execution was actually more time consuming, but he didn’t care one bit as he was planning to pour his blood sweat and tears over this project if it meant you’d be happy

-if there’s a favorite book you have, he’ll take note with the things you mention about it like how the setting of the story is something that you’d love to visit if you could in that world

-Rindou remembers that detail and basically recreates that setting with the knowledge you’d given him and also the time he makes aside of gang business to read into that book you love so much

-once he gets a good grasp of what it is that’s when the plan is in motion

-he’s got enough money to rent out a rooftop and hire architects and designers to create that place, the entire plan actually takes a few months of planning before you actually get to see it, bc of this Rindou tends to come home later, more exhausted than usual because of all the changes and orders he has to make with the workers

-every time he comes home, he notices you look more worried about his health and he just can’t help but want to just tel you what he’s planning so that you don’t need to worry but again his selfishness gets the best of him and so he remains quiet until the day it’s ready

-“rin are you sure you’re okay? You look like you got hit by a bus or something”

-he chuckles slightly and pulls you towards his chest, you feel his hand patting your head softly and he just lets out a long sigh

-“if you only knew my love” 😭😭😭

-doesn’t ask anyone for ur hand in marriage bc Rindou doesn’t care about other’s opinions and only wants your answer when he asks

-the day of the proposal, Rindou is distant but also a bit shy during breakfast and he keeps avoiding your direction, since he’s not really good at romantic gestures you’re just gonna have to be patient with him but he’s trying!!

-once he’s overcome his shyness he asks “so uhm I wanna go on a date with you today, or if you’d let me, I’d like to spend the entire day in your company”

-“Rin why are you being so formal rn?? Of course we can go out, we’ve literally been dating for years now”

-most of your date consists of him taking you sight seeing and exploring the beauty of nature- Rindou loves being in quiet and serene places with you by his side

-after that, that’s when he feels more nervous and holds his hand out to you when he opens your car door

-you’re quite suspicious about his plan as you arrive with what looks like a private mansion, you notice there’s nothing really special abt it until he begins to lead you towards the rooftop

-he covers your eyes before he tells you to open the door and once it’s open you’re left speechless

-you immediately recognize what it’s supposed to be and tears begin to stream down your face as you look at rindou who’s got a closed eye smile

-“I take it you like it?” He asks and you just cry even harder and run into his chest and mumble praises like “i love it” “it’s so perfect” or “you’re amazing rindou”

-when u finish crying you look up and notice behind rindou there’s a sign that says “will you marry me?” Surrounded by candles & Rindou pulls out the ring

-“I’m sorry that I’ve been coming home late, it’s selfish of me to want to keep you in the dark for something like this but I can’t help but fee that it was all worth it because here I am, standing in front of the most beautiful and radiant human being who never fails to bring light into my life, so how about it? Wanna spend the rest of our lives together? I promise you won’t regret it”

[elliotts-pocket-crab]

I also have another one. What the marriage candidates ideal date would be. Like where they would go and what they would do.

Aside from the cannon ones in their heart events, what else would they do.. hmm..

Da ladies:

Haley: if she could do anything without worrying about money, responsibilities, ect she'd want to go on a couple's vacation somewhere beautiful like Dubai or Greece. She'd want to take so many pictures with you!! Let her feel like a travel influencer for a bit

Emily: any time spent with you us her favorite, but something where she can teach you something or show u her interests or learn about yours is ideal

Leah: is it really a date if all she wants to do is paint you? 🤣 that's really what she wants.

Abigail: take her to explore somewhere interesting! Take her down in the mines and teach her how to fight, or take her to an abandoned haunted house at night to try and find ghosts

Penny: she'd love to go to a beautiful garden and have lunch there with a fancy tea set

Maru: take her to an observatory!!! Or a science museum!!

Da fellas:

Sebby: he's a simple emo man. Either just chilling under a gazebo while it rains and watching frogs and ducks go by in the lake or having a chill mall date like a true emo

Sam: as much as a romantic he can be, he'd much rather have fun at a party or concert with you! Sure, he could do the basic dates, but he likes these better

Alex: traditional wine and dine date, but not bc hes boring or anything, he just watches too many cheesy hallmark romance movies with his grandma

Elliot: another wine and dine date, but bc he wants to romanticize his life like a romance novel lmao

Shane: not a traditional date guy, he'd call anything a date if it's you two together. Painting a building together? A date. Taking a walk together? A date. He's not picky, he just likes to spend time with you

Harvey: he tries to be very original with dates. He just wants to impress you and be creative, you never know where he's gonna take you next!

[meltingpotimagines]

Husband!Hawks

this mans

is not husband material

but!

for the right girl? he may be willing to play the part

listen, mans may not be a simp but he is cHARMING okay? he got potential

besides he’s lowkey a simp for the right girl but whatever

was very romantic when he proposed

managed to rent out an entire park perks of being the #2 hero

decked out a gazebo with fairy lights, candles, and rose petals

considered making a heart with the rose petals but decided just scattering them around would be classier and less cheesy

set up a picnic with a basket f u l l of food

sandwiches, cheese, fruit, desserts, the works

and ofc a bottle of champagne bc tonight you two would be celebrating

or so he hoped

you wouldn’t say no right?

i mean who could say no to that gorgeous face pHEW

pulled out the ring box right as you swallowed the last of the macaron you’d been nibbling on

his heart sped up as your eyes widened, a breathless ‘keigo’ escaping your lips

“i know you might not be ready, but the more i get to know you, the more i realize that i don’t want to live the rest of my life without you. you’re the girl of my dreams, and i never want to wake up. would you marry me?”

“are you s t u p i d? ofc i will!”

his grin has never been as bright as it was at that moment

slipped the ring onto your finger and immediately pulled you into his arms and took off into the air

slowed your assent as you two soared above the clouds and spun around, unable to contain his joy

gazed at your face with those golden eyes, taking in your beauty, before giving you the sweetest, most tender kiss you’ve ever felt

oh boy the wedding

when i tell you this was an e v e n t i mean anyone who was anyone wanted to go to this wedding

but only those that were close to the two of you were invited

haha suckerrrs

somehow got all might to officiate

who knew all might could officiate weddings? 

certainly neither of you

no one really knows how that decision came to be but i mean no one was complaining either so

he let you make all the decisions except for one

the flowers

he h a d to be involved in the flowers

he appreciates pretty flora and if the bouquets and floral arrangements at his wedding weren’t the prettiest possible he would n o t be satisfied

teared up as you walked down the aisle (which he will neither confirm nor deny)

not that he wasn’t lookin’ mighty fine too

just imagine: tan suit with a black button up and a gold tie, gold cufflinks with a ruby set in each

i know those are his costume colors but he looks good in them so y’all can fight me

dipped you for your first kiss as husband and wife to everyone’s amusement

best believe a few different cameras caught that

the timing of the wedding was planned out so the reception was held at night

semi-sheer white tents and custom black ten-feet tall candelabras

the soft glow from the candles combined with the moonlight made for the perfect dreamy vibe 

he managed to find a florist that could dye white roses black and cover them them with a thin layer of gold glitter

was it necessary? no

did it look good? heck yeah

the gold glitter shined beautifully against the black roses

tho

the way your eyes sparkled as you danced with him was far more captivating

you two had flown up into the sky to dance your first dance together

your silhouettes against the bright moon made for a perfect picture

the only reason you ended up coming down was because neither of you had eaten much that day and a guy’s gotta eat

he gonna need stamina later *winky face*

you cannot convince me the man wouldn’t insist on fried chicken

like a whole buffet table of different flavors

but i mean fried chicken is good so can’t blame him

everyone expected him to smear some cake on your face when he fed you that first piece

instead wiped off the frosting that got on your lips with his thumb and licked it off

your best friend caught t h a t one on camera and will never stop teasing you about how flustered you got

he kept up a great image of a polite host but on the inside he was ready to g o

it had been a long day and he was ready love on his wife

heh

wife

he likes the sound of that

peppers your face with kisses on the ride home

yeah yeah i know h o n e y m o o n but where y’all were goin’ was forever away and mans just wants to shower you with affection as soon as possible (esp considering he had to keep his hands off you all day since you two never had a moment alone)

scoops you up the second you’re out of the car and carries you over the threshold

gives you a soft kiss before putting you down

and that’s the last soft kiss you’re gonna get for the night lolllll

definitely the type to make you breakfast in the morning

also the type to cook in nothing but an apron and boxers but anyway

you better be up in time to see that sight bc if not, you’re getting breakfast in bed not that i’d complain

he’s not the best cook but mans can manage some bacon and eggs

plus some fresh fruit bc it makes it more visually appealing and less like he doesn’t really know how to cook

he set the tray on your lap and climbs back into bed, pulling you into his side so your head can rest on his chest as you two munch on breakfast

there’s something so soothing about the sound of his heartbeat

a soft little rhythm that nearly puts you back the sleep

didn’t help that he was unconsciously running his fingertips along your arm, drawing random squiggles and shapes

will tilt your head up by the chin every so often to give you a little peck on the lips

if you do fall asleep, he’ll just gaze at you softly while lightly tracing your features

still can’t process that you’re married

someone actually loved him enough to marry him

there was someone that didn’t just admire or use him bc of his quirk

didn’t give him attention purely bc he’s the number 2 hero

you saw all his flaws and shortcomings and insecurities and loved him regardless

if he’s dreaming, please don’t wake him up

you cleaning him wings for him is something he loves so much

it’s such an intimate task that makes him feel cared for

loved

how much time you take in cleaning them and how tenderly you handle each wing

it’s one of his favorite ways to spend time with you

it’s nice being taken care of for once, esp when he’s always taking care of others

absolutely loves taking you on night flights

will take you in his arms and just soar above the clouds

with the clouds below you and the stars above, it feels like you two are the only people that exist

definitely dances with you during some of those flights

wraps one arm more tightly around your waist and take your hand in his and just… slowly spins in the air

it doesn’t look like much but when you’re just looking into each other’s eyes, it feels like the most romantic and intimate moment you could ask for

your life is quite literally in his hands but you’ve never felt safer

even more so when you wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook

his arms wound securely around your waist, the comforting smell of his scent, the kisses he presses to your temple every so often

it feels like home

likes startling/scaring you a lot

will sneak into the house after work just so he can tap on your shoulder from behind 

the gasp you let out as you freak out for half a second never fails to amuse him the jerk

will always make it up to you with long, deep kiss

if he gets home late after a long day he’ll just crawl into bed and pull you into his arms before burying his face into your hair

no talking, just breathes in your scent before he crashes

he sleeps really well like that, but, although he won’t admit it, he sleeps best when you hold him, his face buried in your chest

he feels warm and safe, like it’s okay to be vulnerable for once

absolutely flirts with you while at work

probably definitely sends you a few spicy pics or texts

it gives him such smug satisfaction knowing the affect he has on you when he’s not even physically there

picks up take-out when he knows your too tired to or would rather not cook

like to back hug you and wrap you up with his wings

9/10 times will bury his face in your neck and nuzzle

sometimes if he spots you while on patrol, he’ll fly over and flirt with you

“how you doin’, gorgeous? the name’s hawks. what’s a pretty lil’ thing like you doin’ in a neighborhood like this?”

sir, this is one of the safest areas in the city pLS-

but if you actually a r e in danger? oh boy

no one, and i mean no one, touches his girl

honestly i’d rather fight bakugo one on one than deal with keigo’s wrath

he’s one of the chillest people you will ever meet, but when he’s that mad? s c a r y

will keep a close watch on you for a while after that

asks you to always let him know where you’ll be and to text him when you get home

definitely considered installing a tracking app on your phones

he’ll calm down eventually, but for the moment he’s extremely anxious

although he certainly tried his best to hide it

he didn’t want to stress you out too, especially if you had any anxieties from it yourself

he was just afraid to lose you

he doesn’t know what he’d do without you

after all, you’re the most precious thing in the world to him and he loves you more than he could ever put into words

[iamjungkooked]

Until My Last Breath

↳Pairing: Jungkook x female reader

↳Genre: Smut (mild), Romance, Angst

↳Word count: 13.4k

↳Warnings: swearing, mild oral sex (f receiving), way too much making out, grinding (sort of?), mention of death. More than all of this Jeongguk is just fucking delicious in this fic (that’s the biggest warning i can give you)

↳Rating: 18+ (Don’t read if you are underage)

↳AU: werewolf! Jungkook + human OC

↳Summary: Sporting an undercut and tattoos Jeon Jungkook waltzes back in your life after 5 years of being away. You think you know him– and just when you think you have gotten close, he reveals a secret (or two). Following this, is a series of trials and tribulations that concludes in a way you never expect.

(Alternatively: the one where Jungkook creates a mess out of you)

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Your hands hurt from holding the grocery bags. Mrs. Jeon did offer her help but you refused because she has so much to do. If anything Jimin should have accompanied you considering that he’s always going on about how he’d marry you if he could.

Alas, he wasn’t there either because being the beta of the pack meant he had to run morning training and education with the younger children since Jungkook wasn’t there. Generally this was something the alpha of the pack would do-- but Mr. Jeon was busy with the politics of the werewolf and human world. Had Jungkook been here he would have been running the session seeing as he is next in line to be alpha of the pack. But he was miles away on the other side of the country. He has been for five years and truth be told you can’t even remember what his face looks like anymore.

With thoughts such as that the only accompaniment, you march along with as much energy you can muster at each step. The house comes into view. Once again with no other company but your own to entertain yourself you take a drip down memory lane. You remember the awe you first felt when Mr. Jeon brought you to the house. Your father had just passed away while on a drug raid. Mr. Jeon being his best friend brought you with him.

In the early days, the entire family tried to hide their secret. But then on a full moon, you curiously followed Jungkook out and watched as he transformed from man into a beast. Initially, you wanted to scream with horror, but the air got stuck in your throat when he began approaching you. Rooted to the spot and with no escape, Jungkook-- rather his wolf form nuzzled his nose against your neck and whimpered. The fear was gone just like that. All night long, you accompanied him, roaming the forest behind the house getting into all sorts of trouble. When the effect of the full moon began to fade during the early hours of the morning you remember sneaking back into the house and rummaging through his room to get him clothes for when he transformed back.

You kick the giant black gate open and walk down the cemented pathway flanked on either side by lawns outlined with a variety of flowers. To your left was the gazebo that Mr. Jeon built when you were sixteen as a birthday present because that happened to be your obsession at the time.

As the foyer nears, you see a huge commotion outside. It seemed everyone and their mother was present. With urgency in your steps only worsened by curiosity, you reach in no time. You stand on your tiptoes to get a view of what was happening, however, the five grocery bags in your hands weigh you down.

Momentarily the crowd parts. You see the outline of a face that isn’t recognizable-- the hoodie covering half the profile.

“What is going on?” you gather the courage to speak loudly against the chatter of the crowd.

It is loud enough to get the talking to stop and everyone turns to you, including the mysterious stranger.

He pulls his hoodie down.

The grocery bags drop from your hands, just as your mouth hangs open.

“Jungkook is back!” one of the kids tugs at your arm in excitement.

Well shit. You never could have recognized him even if someone planted his younger version of right next to him. He is probably just shy of 6 feet tall. Although engulfed in a black crewneck, you could tell he was built. His dark wash ripped blue jeans contour his thighs to perfection and just when you think he couldn’t have changed further you notice his hair. He had gone off and gotten himself an undercut. His hair was on the longer side, and it was parted to the left of his head while the undercut was visible on the right. He had even gone so far as to get tattoos that adorned his fingers, and his forearm-- a music note. Well now you were fucked because how could you ever resist a man with that kind of hairstyle and tattoos.

Correction, how could you resist a fucking werewolf who wears an undercut and has tattoos?

“Y/n?” he speaks and you swear you could have heard angels speaking to you.

You keep mum. In fact, you can’t even hear him. You’re too busy undressing him with your eyes. Your heart pounds, your knees feel weak because this man is simply too gorgeous to exist. How the hell is everyone else standing on their two feet while you feel like you’re going to fall any moment?

You say something. You have no idea what exactly because your ears are ringing, but you know something comes out of your mouth which causes everyone around you to giggle. You might as well just turn around and go hide somewhere because you’ve probably made a fool of yourself.

“Huh” comes his deep voice, but it’s faint. His remark only makes you wonder what you spat out.

“It’s hot” you fan yourself with your hand. Your mouth is parched, dry like the desert. “You--  Wow. You look--nice to--- welcome. I mean, g-good— to” you look at him, and pause to collect your thoughts. “Good to have you back. I think...” you are completely breathless and dazed by the end of that word salad. Your forehead scrunches in a frown as you try to shake away the magic spell his presence has cast on you. You don’t even bother to wait for a response as you run back down the pathway you came. You follow it out of the gate and turn the corner. A few paces up the hill you come upon the gated entrance to the forest.

You hear someone calling you out, but you’re a damn mess. You aren’t willing to let anyone see you like that. You run as far into the forest as your legs will carry you-- far, far, away from him.

You can finally understand the phrase “avoid like the plague” because that’s what you have been doing to Jungkook. For the past four days since he has been back, you have done anything and everything you can to avoid him. If you see him in the house, you immediately make a u-turn for your room. If you see him outside, you hide behind anything you can find-- a pillar, a bush, a tree, a car, another fucking human being.

Of course it doesn’t help that everyone tries to keep pushing you to him. Well, mostly his parents. But also random people like the ladies in Mrs. Jeon’s book club who on Saturday made a spectacle out of you.

“Come on, pose for a photo” they had said when they saw you and Jungkook out and about the house. You weren’t even looking at one another when they swarmed you and him, taking you by the arm and making you stand next to one another. They didn’t even ask nicely-- no. They demanded that you and Jungkook take a photo because apparently you two look amazing together. Despite your protests, and vigorous head shaking-- they basically pushed you to him, and thankfully he managed to steady you on your feet by catching your waist.

His arm around your waist as he holds you flush against him and your hand on his forearm while you two looked at one another-- that’s the picture they took. You may as well have just gotten a whole fucking photoshoot done while you were at it.

“Y/n’s probably always had a crush on him” one of the ladies, Mrs. Ri had mentioned while all the others including Mrs Jeon crowded around to look at the picture on the camera.

A tomato couldn’t be more red than you and that's saying something. All Jungkook did in response was shrug at you like he was enjoying it. Normally a man might object to being treated this way. But he didn’t utter a single word. Only he looked quite amused by the whole situation and your reaction as he smiled and chuckled to himself.

On the other hand, his parents always mentioned in his absence that they would love if you and him got together. You never paid any mind to those conversations in particular because it was Jungkook— atleast how you remembered him before he became a fucking Adonis. Not that it’s the only thing that matters. But you just never felt this way before, and now you do.

You tiptoe through the house while everyone is busy at this time of day. Mrs.Jeon is probably with all the other ladies for their book club, Mr.Jeon no doubt is in his study and Jimin is probably with Jungkook, training.

It sucks to be the only human sometimes because they can always hear you, and know what you’re thinking. But you can’t do the same. It makes you feel vulnerable. But everyone is good at reminding you about how lucky you are to be human.

You traipse through the living room, peeking behind from walls here and there to make sure Jungkook isn’t around because if you see him you’re sure you’ll lose your shit. Again.

There is a certain chunk of the wooden floor that creaks under pressure so you take care to avoid it. Because in case Jungkook is anywhere inside the house he’ll hear it.

Creak

“Fuck” you mutter, shutting your eyes tight and carefully lifting your toes from the damned spot which makes another sound.

You hear footsteps on the stairs behind you. Too scared to move, you straighten up.

“I was wondering when I’ll see you again” comes Jungkook’s voice.

“Heeeyyy” you turn around, plastering a smile on your face and it screams fake.

“Four days huh. Good job” Jungkook looks impressed as he comes down to ahalt at the last step . “How did you manage to avoid me for four whole days? I am curious”

“You knew”

“Of course I knew” he’s mouth moves as he chews gum, one brow raised at you, looking absolutely devilish (in the best way possible). “Too bad the streak has come to end” he places his hands in pockets lining his black sweats.

Well fuck. No point in denying it anymore then.

“If it wasn’t for this stupid floor I could have gone the whole week. Probably” you decide to give in instead of pretending you have no idea what he’s talking about.

He steps towards you, one corner of his mouth curved up in a sly smirk. “That would never happen. You’d have made a mistake at some point before that”

“Maybe” you shrug. You’re so surprised that you’re able to find your words this time. “Welcome back by the way” you offer a genuine smile, trying to make up for that botched attempt when he first arrived.

“Thanks. It’s good to be back” he sighs contentedly. “I missed this place and the people.” he looks around and then his gaze comes to rest on you. “Well, one person in particular” he looks you straight in the eyes.

“Your mom” you reply. He loves his mother.

“Yes. But also someone else”

“Who?” curiosity gets the best of you.

“Just someone” he shrugs.

You’re about to respond when Jimin comes in. “What are you two doing here?” he looks at Jungkook as he stops next to you, throwing an arm around your shoulder.

Wordlessly, Jungkook’s eyes change color from his hazel brown to icy blue. He steps towards you and Jimin, and then pulls Jimin’s hand away from your shoulder. He looks at the boy, jaw grinding as he chews gum. “Can I talk to you for a sec?” his voice is calm, but his eyes are absolutely terrifying since they harbour a cold, mean look. They change back to brown in an instant once Jimin nods. You notice how tense Jimin looks but he walks with Jungkook anyway.  

They’re probably only gone for thirty seconds. But when they come back their body language is completely relaxed. They look like two pals reunited after years.

“Everything okay?” you ask Jimin.

“Yeah. All good” he nods. “I was just congratulating him”

“What for?” you look between the two of them, feeling awfully suspicious.

Jimin is about to open his mouth when he catches Jungkook’s gaze. Jungkook shakes his head and you notice, at which point you turn to him. “Fine. I don’t want to know” you huff. You start towards the back door which leads to the backyard where Mrs. Jeon is with her friends.

Just a couple steps in, you’re tugged back. You turn around to find Jungkook holding onto your wrist. There is something about the way he looks at you. You’ve seen this look before in movies—it’s the way the hero looks at the heroine when he thinks she isn’t looking. It’s soft, but it’s wanting-- a complete contrast from the way he glared the life out of Jimin just minutes ago. He looks like he’s got something to say, but he’s holding back.

“What is it?” your voice is quiet, like you’re too scared to speak out. As if your voice will give away the crazy whirlwind of emotions in your chest.

“Nothing” he blinks and lets go of your wrist. “See ya around” he turns on his heels and walks the other way as Jimin follows him.

The woods at this time of the night are majestic. Moonlight bathes the tops of trees in a silver glow. The moonlight filters through gaps in tree branches, and covers the ground in a white sheen. It looks nothing short of magical.There is a slight chill in the wind, but it’s nothing you aren’t used to. The fallen leaves crunch under your feet. Sounds of crickets chirping, owls hooting fills the air.

You walk through the pathway bordered on each side by large trees the branches of which meet in the middle above you, forming an archway. You feel safe in the womb of nature like you’re protected and nothing could touch you. Without fear, it’s easier for you to take in everything. The air you breathe feels fresh, and crisp. If you could, you would make time stop so you could stay in the woods at night and never have to leave.

As each step carries you further into the woods, you feel more and more at peace. The trees become more lush the further you go. The animals are more noticeable deep into the forest. You see squirrels running around the trees, there are bird nests high up in the branches. You can hear mockingjays in these parts of the forest too.

You stop by the clearing in the woods. This side of the woods is your favorite. You sit against the trunk of one of the trees, resting your head. You look at nothing in particular in the sky. It’s clear above you, with a full moon shining. Your mind immediately goes back to Jungkook as you gaze upon it. You feel tortured every time your thoughts turn to him. You don’t know if it’s normal for you to want to cry, but you’re already shedding tears. Your quiet sobs accompany the sounds of nature. The weight seems to be lifting off your shoulders, and it feels easier to breathe. But then you think of him and that someone he mentioned. It causes you to sob even harder. You hiccup, using the back of your hands to wipe away the tears.

“What’s wrong?”

You can’t forget that voice. You look up at Jungkook as he stands with his hands in his jean pockets.

You shake your head. “Nothing. I just-- I miss--” you begin to cry again. “I-I miss my dad” another sob escapes your throat.

“Can I give you a hug?” he asks in a soft voice, which makes you want to cry even harder. “Please”

You nod.

He comes over, sits down next to you and gathers you in his arms. He pulls you into himself, wrapping your arm around his side, as he holds you. You place your cheek against his chest as you hold him close. It may have started because of him, but it continues because you do miss your dad. The moment you said “dad” was when you knew you couldn’t stop even if you wanted to.

“I am sorry y/n” he strokes the back of your head. “I really am” he sniffles.

You pull back to find tears staining his cheeks. “Why are you crying?” you look up at him.

His gaze is locked onto yours. “Because, I can feel what you feel”

“Sorry. I forgot you’re a werewolf” you shift back on your spot, forcing his arm to fall from your shoulder.

He opens his mouth to say something but then closes it. He looks at you a few seconds longer. “Yeah. That’s it” he says, blinking and a lone tear escapes. Your fingers twitch at your side, needing to wipe it away. But it might be too weird so you let your fingers curl into a fist.

“Thank you for doing this” your mouth curves in a soft smile. “How did you find me here?”

“I’ve seen you in the woods for the past four nights. I didn’t know who it was at first because I only saw a flash of your hair, or your shoes. But today I followed you and it’s good I did because pretty girls like you shouldn’t be crying alone”

You snort. “Right. Pretty girls like me”

He raises a brow. “You don’t believe me?”

“I believe you. I just don’t believe your words”

“Then tell me what I can do to make you believe me” he states. You’re sure he isn’t serious but one look at him tells you he means every single word.

“Jungkook, it’s alright. You don’t have to do anything” you shake your head. But then it strikes you. “Although there is something…”

“Anything” the corners of his mouth upturned in a soft smile-- one that made your heart skip a beat (or ten maybe).

“I want to see your wolf form” you look at him tentatively, wondering if he’ll turn you down, or maybe even shout at you for making a request. Asking a werewolf to show their wolf is a sacred request and not something that should be asked lightly. You know how important their wolf form is to them. It’s like talking about sex among humans, but much more of a touchy subject.

“That’s it?” his eyebrows are furrowed together at the miniscule nature of your request.

“So you’ll show me? Can you do it on your own will?” your hands clasp in front of your chest in anticipation.

A laugh bellows from his chest. “Of course. I’ll show you” he stands up, dusts his hands, and the back of his jeans. “You may want to close your eyes because I need my clothes for later”

Without needing to be told in exact terms, you close your eyes and cover them with your hands for good measure. You can hear sounds of feet shuffling, a belt unbuckling and soft thuds—probably his clothes dropping ctx dagainst the soil.

“I’ll count to five and then open. One, Two, Three, Four, Five”

You give it a few more seconds just in case before you’re uncovering your eyes. Standing in front of you is a majestic white wolf, with icy blue eyes-- Jungkook’s eyes. Your mouth falls open, your mind unable to come up with words. You cautiously step towards him, hand reaching out wanting to touch him. He meets you halfway, nuzzling his nose against your hand. You laugh.

“You’re beautiful Jungkook” you whisper as you stroke the fur, which is softer than velvet against your hand.

The wolf whimpers in response.

“What can you do as a wolf? Any tricks?” you ask, forgetting that he’s not a dog.

He growls, baring his teeth.

You throw your hands up. “Geez. Sorry. I was just curious” you reach for his muzzle as you continue stroking gently to help him calm down.

He steps back, turns around and starts further into the forest.

“Where are you going?” you ask.

He whimpers and motions beyond the clearing with his head. You start to follow, when you remember his clothes and grab them. He’s already a few paces ahead of you. It seems that even his wolf isn’t patient.

“Slow down will you?” you yell as you run to try and catch up. He doesn’t listen though as he continues on.

You’re breathless by the time you reach a beautiful meadow full of wildflowers and fallen timber. Flowing right next to the meadow is a stream littered with little stones and large rocks alike. Moonlight shines through the cracks between tree branches above you. The air is cooler than you have ever experienced in this part of the woods. The grass is lush and soft beneath your feet unlike the rest of the forest which is mostly soil. You don’t know how you never came upon this place on your walks. But then again Jungkook probably knows the forest best.

He is stopped at the edge of the stream. You drop the pile of his clothes on a log, and walk towards the stream. You crouch and place your hand in the running stream. The icy cold water sends shivers down your body. You flick some of the water on him, at which point he growls at you again.

“This is fun” you chuckle as you get up.

He whimpers as he tackles you to the ground, and nuzzles his nose in your neck.

“It tickles, it tickles, it tickles” you laugh as you try to push him away. You doubt you could have pushed him away in his human form but as a wolf it’s impossible. You rub your hand against his fur. He mewls and falls on his back next to you and you rub his underbelly. He loves it as he continues to make these cute noises and all you want to do is hug him.

A twig snaps somewhere in the distance. Jungkook jumps up to his feet, growling, teeth showing as he paces in front of you looking in the direction of the sound. He continues to snarl and growl, pacing increasing in speed. He looks ready to kill. You abandon your perch on the grass in favor of standing up. You tread towards him. At this point you’re more scared of what he’s doing rather than where the sound came from. You reach him, stopping by his side. You look at him— at those blue eyes of his, and take a step forward but he’s quick to nudge you back with his head.

“It’s alright” you reassure him as you caress the top of his head.

You try once more to step beyond where he’s standing but he gives another push and you tumble back slightly. He snarls at you as he looks back at you over his shoulder, warning you to stay in your place. He turns back to inspect the woods, pacing from side to side.

“Alright. Fine” you give up. “But please don’t do anything. It could just an animal like a squirrel or something”

Ears perked up, he stands towering in front of you.

“I don’t think it was anything” you stay in your spot, as you place your hand on his flank.

He holds up his nose, moving his head in every direction like he’s trying to smell something out. He starts stepping back, his rump hitting you as he does. He turns around, leaning his muzzle against your shoulder, like he’s trying to comfort you and find comfort in you.

“It’s okay” you whisper, skimming his fur. “We’re fine” you wrap your arm around his neck.

He lets out a small cry as he snuggles into you.

“I brought your clothes by the way” you let go of him and he steps back. “I think it’s best if we go home. It’s already 1”

He steps back a few paces and disappears behind a tree while you turn around and wait for him.

“Give me a sign whenever you’re done” you call out. You wait and wait for what seems like ten minutes but is really only a minute or two.

He clears his throat. “I am good.” he says.

You turn around to face him. You really missed seeing his face-- in the human form. He was majestic in his wolf form, but there is something about the human side of him that you can’t get over. In all honesty, he’s a sight to behold.  

“So, what did you think?” he rubs his hands together in anticipation.

“You’re amazing” you meet him halfway. “I’ve seen almost everyone’s wolf form. But yours is breathtaking”

He chuckles. “Thank you. I am sure he’s happy to hear it too” he closes the distance. He reaches for your hand, curling his fingers around your palm. It’s the warmest feeling you have ever felt.

You open your mouth to protest but he’s already cutting you off.

“I am not letting go, until we’re out of these woods.” he tugs on your hand as he turns around and begins towards the house.

“Thank you. It is sweet of you to protect me”

“It’s my job to protect you. I will always be there when you need me” he squeezes your hand in reassurance.

It’s nice to know that you have someone in your corner. “I wish I could say the same. But you don’t need me to protect you”

He nods. “You’re right. But if I ever need a hug, I know who to come to”

Little does he know that you are ready to give him the whole wide world. “Anytime”

Your eyes lock for a few seconds and both of you burst into grins.

Walking in the forest by yourself is always peaceful. But walking in these woods hand in hand with Jungkook is euphoric.

A pang of dread fills your chest when Jungkook ignores you.

Just when you thought things were going good, he distanced himself. You don’t know what went wrong in the days following the night in the woods. But he was avoiding you. It wouldn’t have felt so bad were it not for the fact that the way he ignored you was cold. It wasn’t like you where it was more benign in nature and it was clear that you were avoiding him for fear of embarrassing yourself. He knew that too. But with him it’s something else

He wouldn’t even look at you. A frown seemed to have permanently settled on his face. He was never present anymore. He was always lost in thought with an inscrutable look in his eyes. If you showed up where he was, he’d leave wordlessly. If you tried to talk to him he’d act like he couldn’t even hear you and that would be followed by his departure. And when he did look at you-- the only way to interpret the expression in his eyes was: resentment. You had no idea why he was doing that.

So as the whole family, including Jimin was sitting in the backyard under the canopy for breakfast, Jungkook made to leave just as you were approaching to join them. But his mother made him sit back down.

“Jungkook, you’re not going to leave” her tone is stern.

He rolls his eyes with a huff as he sits back down.

“What’s wrong with you dude?” Jimin leans in, thinking he’s whispering but his voice is a tad bit louder than that.

Even you can hear him just as you are a few steps away.

“Nothing” his voice is devoid of emotion. He leans back in his chair, sliding down against the back like he just wants to disappear. He fiddles with his fingers.

“Hi everyone” you offer a tight lipped smile. Everyone except for Jungkook replies. “Hi Jungkook” you say after not being met with a response.

He stays silent, holding the same sulked posture as before, not even acknowledging your presence.

You catch Jimin’s eyes. He gestures with his head to Jungkook as if to ask ‘what’s up’. You shrug because you have no clue what has gotten into him. You take the empty chair next to Jungkook and you can see him shifting in his chair uncomfortably. Your heart sinks in your chest, but you dismiss it. You look over at Jimin sitting on the opposite side of the table. He looks between you and Jungkook and you just know he’s thinking something. You both look at each other-- a silent conversation ensuing.

“Oh no. I forgot the cutlery” Mrs. Jeon jumps suddenly. She gets up when you interrupt.

“It’s okay. I can grab it” you gesture for her to sit down. “Do you want that special set?” you smile at her.

“It’s been a long time since we’ve all been together like this. I think it’s time we use it. This is a special occasion. The box is in the attic. Will you be okay?”

“It’s okay. I got it”  you put her concern to rest with a grin.

You glance at Jungkook who still hasn’t moved an inch as he is still playing with his fingers and ignoring everyone around him. You make way inside the house, and up the stairs to the second floor. The entrance to the attic is on the second floor. You turn right on the landing, moving towards your room and at the end of the hallway. You pull the rope which unfolds the ladder. It comes down, you climb it and reach the musty room.

It’s full of boxes. You rummage through them to find the one labeled cutlery. The box is quite heavy, but you manage to climb down with it safely. You push the ladder back up, and the door closes blending in with the rest of the ceiling. You carry the box down the first two flights of stairs, slightly shaking because of how heavy it is.

You lose your footing at the beginning of the third set of stairs and down you go five stairs. The box slips from your hand. A scream rips through the air. You manage not to hit your head. But your ankle twists during the fall. You’re laying on your side attempting to get up when everyone rushes into the room.

Jungkook is the first one to arrive. “Are you okay?” he helps you sit up and you wince.

It hurts so damn much, you can’t stop yourself from crying. “I- I am” you grimace. “I am fine” you croak through a strained voice, tears sliding down your cheeks.

“No. You’re not” he cups your cheeks to make you look at him. He inspects your head for injuries. “You’re not fucking fine” he’s pissed as he’s practically at the verge of yelling. “What the fuck were you thinking?” he slides an arm under your back, and the other under your knee as he picks you up off the floor. You lock your hands behind his neck, keeping your gaze cast down. You don’t want to look at him in this condition.“I am taking her to her room” he announces, and no one even gets a word in because he’s already started up the flight of stairs.

You try to contain your cries, but the pain is too sharp especially at your ankle. You can sense him looking down at you.

“What were you trying to do?” he shakes his head. You should have called for help, you idiot”

“Sorry” you snivel still not meeting his eyes. “I was just trying to bring the box down and I lost my footing”

You reach the room, and he kicks the ajar door fully open. Once you’re in, he kicks it close. He gently lays you down on the bed, adjusting the pillow underneath your head.

You wince in pain, wiping away the tears. For the first time you look at him and he’s pacing, like he was in the woods except he’s in his human form. “Where does it hurt?” he sounds concerned but it’s that angry kind of way. There is no softness in his tone, if anything its gruff.

“You don’t have to worry. I am okay”

“Bullshit” he stops and sits at the edge of the bed, as he takes off your shoe and sock to look at your ankle. He touches the ankle bone, and you inhale a sharp breath. “See” he shakes his head like he’s disappointed. “That looks like it’s sprained. You could have asked--”

“You for help?” you complete his sentence, full well knowing that’s what he intended.

His eyes flicker to you, but he doesn’t say anything. He begins to gently feel around your ankle for any other injuries, brows furrowing in concentration.

You watch him, as he continues to look for other wounds,or gashes-- scanning your legs, arms, and face. You can’t understand the sudden shift in his behaviour. “What are you doing?”

He stops to look at you. “What do you mean? I am checking for any other injuries” he says in a blunt tone and resumes inspection.

“That’s not what I mean” you push his hands away from your forearms just as he’s looking over for more bruises. “Why do you suddenly give a shit? What do you care if I live or die”

He opens his mouth, closes it, opens it again and shuts it, grinding his jaw. “I’ll grab ice” he ignores your question and gets up from the bed.

You tug him back by the hem of his sleeve. “I need an answer”

“I don’t have one” he yanks his arm, and the cloth slips from your fingers.

“This is what I am talking about” you bite the inside of your cheek just as he’s approaching the door “One minute you act like you give a crap about me, and the next you act like you wouldn’t blink an eye if I died”

He’s reaching for the doorknob when he turns around. His brown wide eyes stare back at you He scoffs. “I wouldn’t care if you died?” his disbelief reflects in his partly open mouth. Do you---” he covers his face with his hands, taking in deep breaths and letting his hands run through his locks before looking at you. “You have no fucking clue what you’re talking about” he turns around and reaches for the door when there is a knock.

He sighs in frustration. “Who the hell--” he opens the door.

Jimin stands on the other side of the door with an ice pack in his hand, and a bottle of what looks like medicine. Jimin peeks over Jungkook’s shoulder, about to say something. But Jungkook grabs the ice pack and medicine wordlessly and shuts the door in his face.

He walks back and presses the ice pack to your ankle, while holding the tiny bottle out for you.

“I don’t want it” you say sharply, looking to the side.

You hear him huff. “Do I look like I give a shit right now?” he seethes through clenched teeth.

You turn to him. “You know this whole tough guy act doesn’t scare me”

He pulls his lower lip between his teeth. If this were a cartoon he would have smoke coming out of his ears. “Just take it”

You study him, your gazes locked on each other. Neither of you even blink. His nostrils are still flaring and you’re still breathing heavily through pursed lips. “I hate you” you snatch the bottle from him and chug the bitter liquid down.

His expression changes for a moment-- the look in his eyes softens. He blinks, casting his gaze down momentarily. But then he’s back to carrying a frown on his face as he looks up at you. “You should. You shouldn’t like me at all” his tone gentler than before, hiding beneath it an infinity of disappointment that you catch.

“Well now I don’t. You damn well made sure of that” you grab the pillow next to you and hide your face behind it.

Seconds later you hear the door slam and that’s when you scream into the pillow.

Your ankle gets better in the next couple of weeks, but your relationship with Jungkook doesn’t. You’re still distant from each other. Still angry at each other. Your silent fight has tensed the atmosphere in the whole house. It’s awkward to say the least. Mr. and Mrs. Jeon skirt around you both, walking on eggshells whenever you are in a room together. Dinners are silent for the most part except for when his parents make conversation about their day.

You both ignore each other. Neither of you even looks in the direction of the other person. If you happen to pass each other in the house, you avoid each other.

Perhaps everyone has had enough-- especially Mrs. Jeon since she broaches the subject at dinner one night.

“Alright” she holds her fingers in a steeple. “What the hell is wrong with you two?”

You and Jungkook glance at each other wary of how she’s speaking because she never swears-- not even use the word ‘hell’.

You both say at the same time. “Nothing”

“Bullshit” she slams her hands on the table.

“Honey” Mr. Jeon looks at her.

She dismisses it. “ No. We’re going to address this”

“Mom” Jungkook looks at her warningly. “Don’t”

“What happened?” she looks at you. “He won’t tell me” she glances at her son from the periphery of her vision. “But I know you will”

“Nothing. I promise” you offer a half hearted smile.

“I wasn’t expecting this from you y/n” she sounds disappointed.

“Mrs. Jeon. I swear to you it’s nothing. Even if there is something we can sort it out amongst ourselves”

“Well that’s just the problem isn’t it. You’re not. You don’t even look at each other”

You avert your gaze sideways.

“Just drop it will you?” Jungkook sounds frustrated. “We’re good” he doesn’t even look sincere in the least bit.

You nod finding purchase in your lap, barely making eye contact with anyone.

“Whatever it is, apologize” she demands. She looks to Jungkook, raising her brows at him expectantly. She waits for him to say something. He avoids looking at her but she is persistent. It’s only for a few seconds but he crumbles under the pressure and mumbles a “sorry”

“Look at her and say it” Mrs. Jeon says curtly.

He looks at you, eyes meeting yours for the first time in weeks.

Something changes in you and once again you feel like crying just because he’s there.

“Sorry” he looks away, folding his arms across his chest and chewing on his lip.

“Well you can tell him Mrs. Jeon that if he isn’t going to mean it, I don’t accept it” you glance at her and then back at your lap, leaning against the chair. 

“You can tell her that this is all she’s getting from me” he looks at his mother too.

“Tell him that he’s the one who started it. So, if he can’t even own up to it there really is no point in talking about it” your cheeks feel warm as you keep your gaze fixed firmly on your lap.

“While you’re at it mom, you can tell her that she shouldn’t be talking about things when she doesn’t know what’s going on” Jungkook rolls his eyes.

Your nostrils flare and so do his. You’re breathing heavily, cheeks red and eyes wide. “Maybe Mrs. Jeon you can remind him that he never actually told me what his problem is” you glare at him.

She looks between the two of you and your both lower your gaze.

Jungkook scoffs, returning an equally contemptuous glare towards you. “I don’t have a problem. It’s not my fault she doesn’t understand I don’t actually want to talk to her”

“Great! you throw your hands in the air and look at his parents. “You can tell him he’s the biggest asshole I have ever met in my entire life and I regret ever feeling anything for him” you slam your hands on the table and storm off.

The breeze is cool as it caresses your face. You sniffle away the tears as they well up in your eyes. The woods seem to be the only thing that can comfort you. You walk down your usual pathway, hugging yourself against the chill. As you look around at the moon bathed trees, they look different to you. But they don’t seem as beautiful to you as they did when you were with Jungkook.

The whole forest feels different.

You reach the clearing once more where he found you. You’re overcome with emotion, and your eyes tear up once again. You choke a sob away. You sit against the same tree, look at the same clear sky blanketed by stars. His voice echoes in your head when he asked if he could give you a hug.

You don’t know what happened to that boy. You don’t know where he went and if he will ever come back. You thought he was a friend. But it turns out he wasn’t. He’s just a stranger that you used to know.

You’re immersed in your thoughts. You look down at your hands, a bittersweet sigh passing your lips.

There is a rustle in the bushes near you and you’re immediately on alert. You slowly stand up trying not to make any sudden movements. You look in the direction of the sound and see two glowing brown eyes staring at you.

Your breath catches in your throat. You don’t straighten up fully, for the fear of aggravating whatever animal it is, so you stay in a partly bent position, hands visible by your side.

The animal steps out from behind the shadows.

It’s a wolf-- a black one. It’s not Jimin because his fur is brown. It sure as hell isn’t Jungkook.

The wolf growls at you. It steps towards you like a predator towards prey.

Full blown panic sets in. You’re frozen on the spot. Your heart beats hard and fast, as if the sound rings in your ears. Is this how you die? Alone in the woods? Your whole life flashes in your mind. Among all of that the only name and face that echoes in your head is Jungkook’s  because you would hate to die and not have a chance to talk to him. That would be the biggest regret of your life.

The wolf is still approaching you, and it’s halfway there. It growls and snarls-- saliva dripping from its mouth.

“Oh please no” you whisper, as your knees begin to buckle.

The wolf takes a leap towards you. But at the end second, you see a white one knocking the black one out mid air. They both fly some distance and fall on the ground.

“Jungkook!” you scream running in his direction.

Those blue eyes look back at you as he gets up on all fours.He keeps growling at the other wolf.. You know better than to interfere, so you stay behind him. Both of them snarl at each other. The other wolf howls, probably to try and intimidate Jungkook. But then he howls-- it’s loud and fierce so much so that you have to close your ears. He then makes a sound that is a mix between a roar and a growl as he steps towards the wolf.

“Jungkook no” you hold your hand out for him but he’s just beyond your reach. He looks back at you. You shake your head. He turns to the other wolf and makes a sound that sounds like a threatening bark.

There is a moment where they both just look at each other. Then the other one whimpers and leaves-- tail between its legs quite literally.  

Your knees give out and you fall on the ground, sobbing and hugging yourself. Your cries fill the air. You sob hard enough to make your whole body shake. You have never felt such fear in your life and not just for yourself. You were more worried for Jungkook.

He comes running to you, fully clothed somehow. He immediately holds you in his arms. He holds you close, chin resting on the top of your head, as you bury your face in his chest, body shaking in his arms. You can’t even breathe  properly-- gasping for air with short shallow breaths.“Jungkook” you whimper, holding onto his shirt.

“I am here” he squeezes tighter. “I am right here. You’re safe”

“I-I” you pull back to look up at him, eyes swollen and red, tears still falling down your face in droves. “I thought you were going to...” you bawl again just at the thought of something happening to him. You hide your face against his chest, wrapping your arms against him so tight, you’re sure he’s having a hard time breathing.

“I am okay. I am not even hurt” he reassures you.

“I was so…” you hiccup. “Worried that--that s-some-something w-would happen to you” you manage to choke out the words.

“Look at me” he holds your face in his hands, wiping away the tears with his thumbs. “I am completely okay. I was worried for you. I was scared. I was so so scared” he gazes into your eyes, and you know he’s speaking the truth because he’s beginning to cry too.

You sniffle, trying to control your sobs so you can tell him. “The only thing I could think of was you. I didn’t want to die without talking to you. I was afraid I would never get to talk to you”

“Me too” he croaks. “You didn’t get hurt anywhere did you?” there is panic in his eyes as he suddenly realizes that.

You shake your head. “No. You saved me”

“I told you I’d always protect you didn’t I?” he snivels.

Your lips just in a pout, lips quivering. “How did you know?” you slide your thumbs against his cheeks to wipe the tears.

“I came to the woods to cool off for a bit” he stops to rub the tears from your cheeks as the water works start again. “I was just so pissed, so naturally my wolf took over and I transformed. I was just roaming around, when I could smell you. I followed your scent. I saw the whole thing and trust me, my heart almost stopped. I was waiting for the right moment to intervene and when that wolf jumped at you, I lost it”

“I am sorry I said all those things” you clutch the material of his shirt tighter, looking down.

“No. I started this whole shit and if I hadn’t you wouldn’t have gotten into trouble. I could have lost you tonight and it would have been my fault. I could never forgive myself” he takes your hands in his, curling his fingers in yours. “I am so so sorry”

“So we’re good?” you chuckle.

He doesn’t laugh with you. “Look, if this night has proved anything, it’s that you shouldn’t like me. I told you. Don’t like me. I am not right for you. I am not even good for you. Look at where I landed you tonight” his fingers begin to slip from yours.

“You’re wrong” you hold tight onto his hands.

“I can’t y/n” he avoids your eyes, his shoulders droop. He looks absolutely defeated.

“What’s the reason?” you press on. “Is it someone else?”

“No” he’s quick to shut down that train of thoughts in your head. “There’s no one else. But I can’t. You hold too much power over me. That’s exactly why I can’t”

“I don’t get it. You do all these things for me that no one ever has. Your actions say one thing and your words another. What am I supposed to do Jungkook?”

“Don’t like me. Stay far far away from me” he pulls his hands away from yours. “I’ll take you home”

“Jungkook-”

“I am taking you home” he says firmly, as he lifts you off the ground in his arms.

You hook your hands behind his neck. You let your head rest against the crook of his neck. You let him take you home because you’re too tired to fight. You don’t want to fight with him because you know that you love this man. If the night taught you anything, it was that.

“Y/n we’re going to be leaving” Mrs. Jeon hurriedly comes into the kitchen, opening up cabinets and grabbing food.

“Leaving?” your brows furrowed. “Where?”

“Jungkook’s dad and I have to go to the orphanage in the city for an event. We’ll be back by tonight. But Jungkook is home if you need anything” she packs up a bag full of food, probably for the journey since the drive to the city is 2 hours.

“Wait, you’re both leaving? Jungkook and I are going to be alone…?” your voice trails at the end, having been met with a dreadful realization.

Mrs. Jeon’s nose scrunches as she walks over to you. “Is everything okay?”

You’re too busy worrying so you don’t even hear her.

Mrs. Jeon calls out your name a couple of times before she physically has to shake you. “Y/n, what’s going on?”

You blink rapidly. “Oh nothing. Everything is fine. I just thought he would go with you too”

“We asked him, but he said you’d be alone at home so he’ll stay too”

“He said that?” your eyes widen. You don’t understand his concern.

She nods. “Mmhmm. He also said he will stay just in case you need something while everyone is gone. I would ask you to come too but I didn’t want you to feel bad”

You shake your head. “It’s alright. I’d cry the whole time anyway thinking of my parents” you chuckle. “But you know I can take care of myself”

Mrs. Jeon chuckles. “I know that. But tell Jungkook that because this boy was adamant on not wanting to leave you alone. I don’t understand him” she shakes her head, like any mother aggrieved of her child would. You can’t blame her though. He is a unique specimen.

“Yeah me neither” you purse your lips in a smile.

“Alright. We’ll be off then” she gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “If he troubles you, call me right away”

“I will”

She makes haste of leaving, carrying the bag.

You spend a better part of the day hiding in your room, avoiding Jungkook. It’s the only place in the entire house where he won’t come. Not after everything that has happened between you. He’s honorable in that sense. Things have shifted between you once again. There’s no anger anymore. All of that has been replaced by awkwardness. Now if you see each other, you only nod at one another. Occasionally, you talk too. But it’s always surface level things. Nonetheless, it’s a step in the right direction.

At half past one though, your stomach starts to grumble and gradually all you can think about is food. It’s a relief in a way because it distracts you from him. You spend ten minutes trying to persuade your brain that you’re not actually hungry.

“I am not hungry” you chant it like a mantra hoping that at least for a while it will go away.

After agonizing and torturing yourself for half an hour, you give in.

“Fuck this” you grumble as your hunger gets the better of you. You drag yourself down to the kitchen. Unlike last time though you don’t tiptoe around the house.

You go into the kitchen, open the fridge to find two plates already filled with food. A note, no doubt from Mrs. Jeon is stuck into the cling film: don’t forget to eat.

You grab a plate for yourself, leaving the other one in the fridge for Jungkook. You’re about to shut the door, when you change your mind. This may serve as an excuse to talk to him. At the end of the day, you’re going to be living in the same house. So you figure you can’t go on avoiding him.

You grab the second plate, heat both of them in the microwave.

You head back upstairs, where the bedroom’s are. You turn left at the landing towards his room which is at the end of the hallway. You stop in front of the door, and seeing as your hands are full you settle for calling his name. “Jungkook, you in your room? I got food”

You wait, but there is no response.

“Jungkook” you call again.

No response. Finding yourself with no other choice left, you somehow manage to balance the plate on your forearm. With the free hand, you turn the handle.

You peek your head inside to find the room empty. Just as you’re about to leave your eyes catch something at his bedside table. You know you shouldn’t go inside, but you can’t help it. You leave one of the plate’s on his bedside table  because you can’t lug three things around. You grab it, meaning to ask him about it when you find him.

You close the door, and head back downstairs. You walk the whole of the first floor from the dining room, living room, kitchen, family room calling out his name. But he’s nowhere.

“Maybe he’s in the basement” you think to yourself as you head downstairs. You walk down the steps.

It’s dark save for the blue LED lights running along the ceiling. You walk in further turning the corner from where the pool table, and the arcade game machines are. You remember that before Jungkook left he had set up one half of the basement as his gaming room.

Sure enough as you near the room you hear sounds of gunshots, and rifles and some mild cursing which makes you chuckle.

You don’t bother knocking as you enter. The same blue LED lights adorn the room. You can see his black mop of hair against the couch.

“Are you hungry?” you say tentatively as you stop next to the couch.

He immediately stops playing, throwing his remote on the ground as he turns to you. He takes off his headphones. You notice his hair is tied up in a bun, which manages to make your heart skip a few beats.

“Oh hey” he says, straightening up. “You didn’t have to” he notices the plate in your hand.

“Your mom said you haven’t been eating” you hold the plate for him and he reaches for it.

“Thanks” he offers a pursed lip smile. He takes the plate and sets it aside on the side table. A few beats of silence pass. He taps his fingers against one another, something you notice he does when he’s nervous. His eyes stay fixed on his hands.

“Will you make me a promise?” you look at his profile.

He clears his throat. “Depends on what it is”

You roll your eyes, fully expecting that response. “Just say you will”

Your persistent gaze makes him shift uncomfortably in his spot. He sighs, looking ahead at nothing in particular, while thinking over your request. He turns to you. “Fine”

“Promise me if I ask you questions, you will answer. It can be anything”

“That doesn’t sound very fair” his lips quiver at the corners, a hint of smile making an appearance. “What if I don’t want to answer”

“Too bad” you narrow your eyes at him. “You don’t have a choice. So?” you raise your brows giving him an expectant look.

He considers your demand, looking back at his hands again. “Well looks like I don’t have a choice”

“Good. Because I am asking right now”

At this, he looks at you wide eyed.

“Now?”

You nod. “Mmhmm. Tell me why you won’t act on your feelings”

He opens his mouth to speak but you cut him off. “Don’t deny it. If you didn’t feel anything for me you wouldn’t have lost your shit the day I hurt my ankle and you sure as shit wouldn’t have risked your life for me” you remind him. “And you wouldn’t have put this next to your bed” you bring forward the picture of you and him Mrs.Jeon’s friends had taken-- the one where you’re both looking at each other as he holds you by the waist.

He lets out an exasperated sigh. He rubs his hands on his face, resting his elbows on his knees as he keeps his face covered. He pulls his hands away , crossing them together. He looks at you, trying to determine how he should begin. “You’re right. I do have feelings for you. I’ve been here before y/n and…” he pauses, swallowing thickly.

“And what?” you prod, placing the photo frame next to you.

“She was beautiful. You should have seen her. She was amazing, just beyond I could express. Everyone here loved her. We used to spend every day together. Her parents hated me for it” he lets out a chuckle, a nostalgic look in his eyes.

“What happened?”

“She-- she died”

Your mouth hangs open. “I am so so sorry. I had no idea. I am sorry. Just.. forget I asked. I don’t need to know” you feel guilty immediately.

“No. It’s alright. I’ve already started. There was a fire in the woods years ago and she died in that. Some humans were having a bonfire and they left the fire burning. It caught on and somehow she got stuck in the middle of it with no escape” he looks down at his hands yet again.

You shift closer to him and wrap your arms around his shoulders resting your head on against the crook of his neck. “I am really sorry”

“Thank you” he places a hand on your forearm, leaning his cheek on your head.

“If I had known, I never would have pressed you. I feel like an asshole” you mumble.

“You’re not an asshole” he replies.

“I get it now and I promise you I won’t ever ask you to consider your feelings for me again” you lift your head and place a kiss on his cheek.

His lips curve up in a grin immediately and he is quick to place a kiss on your cheek too. “You’re amazing” his gaze locks with yours.

“I know” you grin. “Can I ask you something else too... ?” you say tentatively.

He nods. “Anything”

“Did you… did you imprint on her?” you ask, noting just how close you’re sitting to him. You can smell his breath, and feel it on your face as he beholds you in the most loving look in his eyes.

A coughing fit ensues for Jungkook, and you unwrap your arms from his shoulder, in favour of gently patting his back. “Sorry. Bad question hey?”

“No” he dismisses with his hand. “It’s just I’ve never been asked that”

“Forget I asked” you shake your head.

“No. I promised. Not her. Only my human side loved her. To imprint on someone all of me, including my wolf has to feel something. That’s the only way werewolves can imprint and it would be a far stronger bond than what I had with her” he sighs. “I have imprinted on someone. Not her” he finally answers your question.

“Oh my god” your heart sinks. “I- I have no idea what to say” you shift away from him, feeling like you’ve violated some rule. As if you have made him cheat on someone with you.

“Y/n” he says as soon as he sees your body language tensing. “It’s not what you’re thinking”

“No” you shake your head. “I am sorry. I am so sorry. I am so fucking stupid” you get up abruptly and march off while he calls out for you.

As is customary every third Friday of the month, the children from the neighbourhood gather around the campfire. This time Jungkook is there so he’ll have to answer all their questions.

Everyone sits around in a circle, some on the logs and others on chairs. Jungkook and you sit on opposite sides of the fire, Your eyes are fixed on the embers burning away. He holds a stick as he’s poking at the coal to keep the fire going. Your eyes meet momentarily as you both look up, but you look away first, busying yourself with watching the fire burn away the wood once more. You can still however feel his gaze resting on your face. But you’re too resigned at this moment to feel anything but emptiness.

“Is everyone ready?” Jimin comes along, absolutely chirpy and the complete opposite of how you look and feel. That’s when you sense Jungkook looks away. Jimin settles into the empty spot on the log next to you. He passes around drinks to the group. He offers you one too, but you decline. “Hey” he nudges you.

“Hmm” you turn your attention to him.

“What’s going on with you? Everyone’s been asking me what’s up”

“Nothing’s up” you shrug. “I am absolutely okay”

“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. But at least don’t lie” Jimin purses his lips in a smile.

“Sorry Jiminie. I am just not feeling great. I’ll be okay I promise” you note with a half assed smile.

“So who wants to go first and ask Jungkook questions” Jimin turns to the group once he’s assured by you. The group is made up of mostly older kids in their late teens. But there are some younger children mixed in the group.

A chorus of ‘me, me ,me, me’ starts up.

“How about we go one by one” Jimin suggests and the sea of hands in the air disappears.

“How was the city?” someone from your side asks. But you couldn’t be bothered to know who.

“It was good.” he sighs, poking the fire logs once again. “But it was dull compared to this place” his eyes flicker to you momentarily.

You catch him, if only for a second and then look at your hands as you fiddle with them.

“Did you find a human mate? I am sure you met very pretty girls” one of the girls asks. The question you piques your interest.

You remember she was the one who excitedly told you Jungkook was back.

He doesn’t respond immediately which only makes you think that he did meet someone there. Why wouldn’t he? She’s probably the one he’s imprinted on. You would leave were it not for Jimin who holds your wrist with a shake of his head as soon as he sees you’re about to get up.

“I did meet girls.” Jungkook says, looking at the little girl. “But they are nothing compared to someone else I know” he shifts his gaze to you once more. “She’s beautiful, but she doesn’t see it that way” he looks right at you, like he’s speaking to you, and you only. Time seems to stand still momentarily because he acts like no one else is around. “It’s a shame because she really is the most beautiful girl I have ever met” he holds your gaze, rendering you unable to look away.

You hear aww’s and squeals from all around you which pulls you away from the trance and blinkingly you avert your gaze.

“Does she know you like her?” someone else asks, this time a boy.

He shakes his head. “I don’t know. I think she does. By the way, I thought this was about exchanging stories about our ancestry” he looks around at everyone.

“Yeah. We hear those every month. But this is much more exciting and romantic” one of the older girls probably in her late teens replies, and everyone agrees as they nod or offer a ‘yes’ in agreement. “Tell us more. What’s it like to imprint on someone?”

“Are you sure we should be talking about this? Aren’t they young?” Jungkook looks at Jimin.

“They won’t tell if you don’t. Right guys?” Jimin chuckles and everyone nods eagerly.

“Alright then” Jungkook continues.

At this point you really want to leave because you don’t want to hear about how she makes him happy, and how his whole life has changed because of her. But you stay because some part of you is still holding onto hope of you and him.

“It feels like gravity is shifting from underneath you. When you look at her, you can see everything clearly. It’s as if your past, present, and future come together all at once and everything makes sense. It’s as if you finally find the ‘why’ of your existence. You’ll be anything for her-- whatever she needs be that a protector, a friend, a lover. Anything… he trails.

“That’s so romantic” the girl squeals dreamily. “I want that too”

Jungkook laughs. “Any other burning questions?”

“When are you going to tell her?” another question comes which only furthers your resolve to leave. You get up, having had enough of it. The moment you stand, everyone turns to look at you. Without a word, you begin walking towards the house.

“Don’t you want to know who it is y/n?” Jungkook yells as you leave,  his words halting you in your steps. You feel everyone’s eyes darting back and forth between you and him.

You look over your shoulder. ‘I already told you”

“I think you’ll want to know,” he replies. You hear the crunch of the grass beneath his feet as he walks towards you. He gently places a hand on your elbow to turn you around. “Just let me tell you”

You glance up at the man. “I won’t be a--able to hear it” your voice cracks.

“I did imprint on someone—“

“Jungkook” you say warningly.

“Just listen to me” his grip on your elbow tightens, his jaw tightening.

“Jungkook please” you beg just as your eyes begin to water. You avert your gaze to the side. “Please. I cannot do this” you shake your head.

“I love her” he continues anyway despite your protests. You know he’s looking at you. But you can’t. You can hear the pain in his voice which makes everything so much more worse because that means he could never love anyone the way he loved her. “ She makes everything make sense and-”

“Just stop” you yank your elbow away from his hand and walk away.

You sit at the edge of the pier which juts out to the side from the boardwalk. just as the sun begins to set behind the mountains. The night market bustles in the distance. Crowds and crowds of people and come and go. Yet you feel calm, just watching the waves ripple beneath your feet. You dip them in the cold water, shivers running through your body. You splash the water, trying to pass your time.

You would have gone to the woods but given everything that has happened in that forest, you’re not too fond of it at the moment. This time Jungkook won’t be there to protect you. He’s out with his friends somewhere. You didn’t bother to ask where, not that it is any of your business.

From the periphery of your vision you can see a group of guys jumping down on the wooden planks of the pier.

You feel disappointed because you won’t have the space to yourself anymore.

They’re laughing, and being boys in general which makes you roll your eyes.

They pass by behind you, being as loud as ever. You ignore their incessant and annoyingly loud voices as you focus on the sun which is still in the process of setting. You close your eyes, the wind blowing softly against your face, and through your hair.

“Y/n?”

You instantly whip around to come face to face with none other than the man who had made a home out of your thoughts.

“Jungkook? You’re here?” You question, using your hands to push yourself up.

“Careful” his hands come out as if to hold you in case you fall.

“It’s okay” you tuck strands of hair behind your ears. “I am fine”

“I was just with my friends” he turns behind, and points to them while they stand a respectful distance away. They wave at you and hesitantly you wave back. “Why are you here?”

“I needed to get out of the house. The woods aren’t exactly my favorite place right now. So I thought why not come here” you shrug.

He nods, sliding his fingers in his jean pockets, rocking back and forth on his toes. “So…”

“So…” you fold your arms across your chest out of sheer self-consciousness.

“Do you maybe want to-” he starts.

“Hey Jungkook” a random girl throws her arms around his shoulders from behind, chin resting on his shoulder.

You look between the two of them.

This must be her. She’s pretty

“I thought we were gonna go eat” she pouts at him questioningly.

He doesn’t look at her as he speaks. Instead he locks eyes with you. He stares at you— wordlessly, like he’s lost in you. “Yeah” his reply is intended for her.

“Well introduce me, won’t you?” she looks at him and then at you.

“This is…” he’s still looking at you and you only.

“I am Alix” she extends a hand, much too cheerfully.

“Y/n” you can only manage to press your lips to feign a smile.

“Ohhh” her mouth opens in realization and she looks at him, like she’s impressed.

This time he looks at her and nods.

“Well y/n, do you want to come to dinner with us?” she offers kindly. But to your ears it’s anything but.

“No. I am alright. But thank you” you look at her. “See you at home Jungkook”

“Just come” he says just as you’re about to turn around to leave.

“I have to do some stuff at home” you say listlessly. “I’ll see you tonight” you reply with a ghost of a smile.

Yet again you turn away from him, not even waiting for his response.

You walk all the way back home, thankful that the way back is quiet, and not many people are around. You take the road from the pier that merges into the street that leads to your house up the hill.

You kick your feet beneath you, sighing heavily every so often. A fluttery feeling intensifies in your stomach the closer you get to home. Your chest feels heavy, a dull ache coming on. Your breathing quickens pace, not so much from the effort of walking up the hill but the mental exhaustion that you’ve faced in the past few weeks.

Love fucking sucks.

Your thoughts are occupied by Jungkook and Jungkook only. Every thought begins and ends with him and soon enough your head is full of memories you spent with him-- good and bad. It’s like a movie playing in your head-- beginning with the first time you saw him after he came back, and just a few minutes ago to Alix and her perfectly pretty face. How could he not love her?

By the end of it, you’re positively bawling your eyes out. Tears upon tears cascade down your face, with no indication of stopping anytime soon. You wipe your nose with the back of your hand, sniffling. Your legs become heavy with the weight of carrying you up the hill. Your head hurts, and you’re sure you’ll faint if you don’t sit down soon.

You quietly continue to sob, head hung low as you reach the gate. You push it open. Your feet drag beneath you, a heavy tread leaving marks of soil from the walk up on the cemented pathway. You open the door to the house, only to hit your head on something.

“Ow” you mumble, rubbing the spot that’s starting to ache. It only makes you sob more. “What the hell...” you lament under your breath, beginning to cry with the force of someone writhing in pain on all fours. You fall on your knees, everything inside you giving up. You cry the way a child does-- hiccuping, heaving to catch your breath only to have it be drowned by another wave of painful sobs.

“Just stop” Jungkook’s voice cracks, as he falls to his knees in front of you too. “Stop doing this to yourself” he croaks.

“I don’t know how to” you strain.

“I can make it all go away y/n” his cheeks are stained with tears too. He gathers you in his arms just like he’s done before. He kisses the top of your head. “Just let me make it go away. Please”

You break the embrace to look up at him through tear soaked eye lashes. “You can’t” your voice quivers.

“If you just…” he stops to take a deep breath, arms loosely wrapped around your back. He’s defeated into silence by your cries.

“It hurts” you clutch the material of his shirt., tucking your chin into your neck “It hurts so so much”

“It’s you”

You don’t even hear him, as you hide your face behind your hands, your body shaking due to your forceful sobs.

“It’s you.” he says again. “Listen to me. For once. Please” he’s begging you at this point.

You uncover your face to look at him. “What?”

“It’s been you all along”

“Wh…” your mouth remains open as you gawk at him. You hastily wipe your face with your hands as if that will somehow help you make sense of it.

“It’s you” he says in a whisper. “It’s you” he looks into your eyes this time--really looks as he says it for the third time almost like he’s saying it as a mantra. “I love you”

As if on cue, you stop crying because his words sink in. You don’t just hear them, you understand them. You begin connecting the dots. “Holy shit” you look at him daze. “I never even gave you a chance to speak” you bemoan that fact.

A bittersweet chuckle softly crosses his lips. “You didn’t. If you had, you wouldn’t have tortured yourself like this. Couldn’t you see it?” he searches your eyes for an answer that will make sense to him.

“How could I have? You’re you and I am me-- clumsy and stupid. You acted like there was someone else this whole time” you rub your eyes to dry the tears away.

“You never gave me a chance to tell you. I tried so many times. That night in the woods when I said I feel what you feel, you misunderstood that as being part of my abilities as a werewolf. But that’s not true. I feel every emotion you feel and I feel it ten times more than you because I imprinted on you .Then I tried to tell you during our conversation in game room and you walked away”

“Then why didn’t you do anything? Why didn’t you just act on it? You should have stopped me”

“You know why” a slight frown adorns his forehead.

You gulp hard, realizing the depth of what you just said. An apology is just at the tip of your tongue. “I know I said I wouldn’t ask you to consider my feelings ever again. But Jungkook, I can’t. Being around you overwhelms me. All I want to do is be around you, have you in my sights and when you’re not I feel disappointed and sad. I miss you every single second of the day when you’re not there. ”

“I have seen the entirety of us y/n-- everything that was, is and all that is to come ”

“I’ve imagined a whole future with you too”

He doesn’t respond.

Your stomach feels tight, your chest feels like something is pressing on it as his silence continues. Your gaze doesn’t leave him for even a second. You feel like you’re naked, as if the whole of you is on display, vulnerable to the point where even a single look will be enough to make or break you.

“I am just asking you to love me” your soft voice doesn’t dampen the gravity of your words.

He scoffs. “That’s just it though. I don’t just love you. I am bound by you. I am bound to you for the rest of my existence. That’s far scarier than love”

“I don’t know how to reply to that. All I know is I am in love with you exactly the way you’re in love with me” you shift closer to him, locking your fingers in his. “Because I can’t deny you any more than you can deny me”

He looks down and plays with your fingers. “That’s true. But I haven’t stopped thinking about the night you got attacked. What would have happened if I wasn’t there? What would I have done with myself if something happened to you?” his words reflecting the guilt he’s been feeling.

“Quit blaming yourself” you chide him. “Anything can happen to me, or to you at any given time. So stop worrying about that and keep your promise of protecting me. It’s not like you can switch this off”

“Not any more than I can stop breathing” he replies.

“Then love me. It’s simple. Jungkook, we either do this, or we don’t” it’s not that you are giving him an ultimatum, but it’s a fact.

“You know as much as I do, that even if in some ridiculous world I wanted to say no, I couldn’t. So you don’t have to worry about me not loving you. Because that just isn’t possible. Not only because I chose you but because that’s just how it is”

“Then what are we doing here?”

“I already told you I love you. You know that I do”

“And that’s supposed to be it?” you raise your brows at him.

His lip quivers into a lopsided smile, the solemn mood beginning to shift. “Tell me what you want”

“Just kiss--”

His lips on yours quiet down your thoughts to nothing. Shivers cascade down your body in waves. He invades each of your senses. The fluttering in your stomach grows intense. His lips feel soft against your own.

Jungkook keeps his eyes slightly open, taking a guilty peek at your face. He still couldn’t imagine if this was a figment of his imagination, or if the universe had gifted him this moment just at the right time. But he felt thankful for it beyond words could express. Every breath he took smelled like you— like water lilies.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time.” he breathes heavily. He doesn’t even give you the chance to speak because he’s pressing his lips to yours once again— softly and gently. His hands run the sides of your body, the material of your shirt gathering together, exposing your skin.

He guides you up without breaking the kiss, pulling you in to erase every inch of space between your bodies. You can feel every contour of his body against your own. You hold him tight, trying to take in the feeling.

His hands slide under your thighs as he picks you up, you wrap your legs around his hips, as he takes you inside the house. He carries you as if you don’t weigh anything— through the house and up the stairs to his room.

“What” kiss. “About” kiss. “Your parents?”

“Not” kiss  “here” he mumbles between a kiss.

He kicks the door open and carries you in until your back hits a wall. He gently lets you down, till the tips of your toes are touching the floor. He breaks the kiss. “You know I won’t do anything you don’t want right?” his gaze, fixated on your eyes.

You nod, running your tongue over your lips and tasting him.”How could I not want this” you pull him by the nape of his neck, unable to bear even one second of distance. He happily obliges, melting into the kiss with a content sigh. It kind of feels like you’re drunk because there is a slight buzz and your mind feels hazy. You’re thoughtless at the moment, and your entire body is burning. Kissing him, touching him-- is all the intoxication you need to feel out of control. Neither your mind, nor your body is acting under your direction anymore

Your whole being is responding only to Jungkook. Every kiss, every soft touch, every caress, every stroke elicits a reaction from you.

“Tell me what you want, baby” he asks, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck and to your chest. “Tell me exactly what you want” his mouth parts against the skin of your neck as he bites down gently.

You can’t help the moan that passes your lips and fades into the air. “You”

He inhales sharply at your words as if that is enough to turn him on. He lifts his head up to look at you “You wanted me to love you right?” he pushes your thighs out by burying his leg between yours. He pushes his thigh against you exactly where you’re aching for him.

“Oh my god….” your voice fails you.

“I’ve thought of you so many nights, for so long” he pushes in more and you grind your hips against his thigh.

“I want more” you can’t help but mumble. “Please”

A corner of his lip raises in a smirk. “Your wish is my command” . He swipes his thumb against your clothed clit. “Is this what you want baby?”

You nod, a whimper crossing your lips as the sound of your heavy breaths fills the air.

You continue to rock your hips against his thigh, while he continues to rub circles on your clit. “Does that feel good?” he asks, but before you can even respond he’s shoving his tongue down your mouth through your parted lips.

You moan into him. eyes shutting tight at the fluttery sensation between your legs. You clutch the fabric of his shirt, unable to hold yourself up longer as you clench around nothing in particular. You feel the adrenaline in every part of your body-- in the pounding of your heart, in your breathless noises, in the way your body grows warmer by the second.

You open your eyes to look at him, cupping his face in your hands. But he’s already looking at you. His pupils are dilated, irises beginning to change colour from his chocolate brown to blue while he continues to kiss you. His hand stops moving against your clit, and he removes his thigh from between your legs. At the loss of friction you feel like a starved animal, needing more, and more, and more. You didn’t think you could ever feel this way, but he was making you abandon all of your inhibitions and want whatever he could give you. You didn’t know if you would ever feel satisfied after what you started.

But Jungkook knows exactly how to pleasure you and then some more as he picks you up and leads you to his bed where he lays you down. He hovers over you, palms pressed into the mattress on either side of you. He gulps.”Are you sure?”

You only nod.

He shifts down, unbuttoning your jeans, and sliding them out from under your legs. He throws them on the floor. He parts your legs, resting his upper body between your legs. He doesn’t waste any time, as he licks a strip on your clothed clit.

“O-oh- oh my….” your fingers curl around his hair, and you push his mouth flush against your core.

He moans against your flesh, laying kitten licks against the sensitive skin. The friction tenses the knot in your stomach even more. Just when you think there’s nothing more he could do, you feel your insides being stretched as he pushes a finger into you. Your back arches at the sensation. He buries his finger knuckle deep,curling it and inside you and hitting that sweet spot. Broken moans and gasps cross your mouth, while your toes curl from all the pleasure.

Seconds tick by and turn into minutes which turns into hours and just like that the night flies by. You don’t know how many times you come undone under him, above him. You stopped counting after the second time because you weren’t even in a state where you could think about thinking anything.

You lay under the sheets facing each other--limbs entangled and noses almost touching. Every few seconds the tip of his nose touches yours as he moves in to kiss you, but then he stops.

“Stop being a tease” you pout at him.

He laughs, showing his pearly whites. His eyes crinkle at the corners just like they do when he’s happy. He leans in, to place a peck on your lips. Then he shifts his head up to kiss your forehead. Then gently, he places a tender kiss at the tip of your nose. He pulls your hand into his as he brings it to his lips, laying down gentle kisses on each knuckle.

“Who taught you how to be romantic?” you tease

“I’ve always been romantic” his gaze locks with yours, a gentle smile coming onto his lips.

“By the way what did you talk to Jimin about that day?” a sudden curiosity shifts the subject.

A look of realization crosses his face “Ah” he says. “I told him about you”

“So that’s why you were pissed” you chuckle.

“Pissed?” his brows crinkle together.

“You were jealous of course. You looked like you were going to kill him” a corner of your mouth lifts into a smirk.

“No. I wasn’t. That’s childish stuff. I just thought he should know that at that time you were kind of taken. Not really but you know…”

You tap his nose. “If you say so” You trace the outline of his face with your fingers. “Are you happy?” you whisper.

“More than I can tell you. Are you?” he licks his lips as his eyes flicker to yours.

“Mhmm” you nod. “Happiest I have ever been I think”

“Good” he kisses the back of your hand. “That’s all I want for you baby”

“I can’t believe you’re mine” you look into his eyes-- finding yourself falling in love all at once.

“You better believe it” his lips turn up at the corners into a grin. “I don’t know how much humans mean it when they say ‘forever’. But let me tell you us werewolves tend to take the stuff pretty seriously.”

You chuckle silently, huffing through your nose. “Your point being?”

“You better believe I am yours, because you’re forever y/n. Until my last breath”

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