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Stitch Me Back Together- 2.5

A/N: Welcome to Spring Season Stories! This is just the second of the daily stories in April, so be on the lookout for more! If you’re wondering what the posting schedule is, then search ‘Spring season Stories’ on my blog and the calendar should pop up. This is kind of a half chapter for one of my series ‘Stitch Me Back Together’, which this wasn’t initially supposed to be. But it fit so I did it lol. I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. As always, the links for my masterlists will be in the notes.

Summary: Hongbin meets Lucille, and learns something about her sister. And he intends to get answers.

Word Count: 1,088

Genre: Supernatural/Fantasy/Mythical AU, Angsty (a little)

     Sometimes it feels like things can be too hectic, days when the rush never stops. Today was one of those days. Hongbin barely managed to get enough time to grab a quick coffee and sandwich from the cafe in the hospital. Honestly, at that point, he just wanted to have everything pause for a moment. This would be relatively simple, just a brief incantation and a drop of blood, and bam! Everything would just stop and he could get some peace. But he’s been berated far too many times for “inappropriate magic use” to actually do something like that again. Listen, it’s not that he doesn’t understand that using magic around humans is dangerous, of course, he knows that- but it doesn’t mean he has to like it.

     He hadn’t gotten but two steps into the cafe when he heard arguing. There was a woman standing at the counter arguing with an older lady. Hongbin didn’t even need to get closer to hear what the younger woman was saying.

     “I don’t understand exactly why you’re taking out your frustrations on this poor girl. She didn’t do anything,” she paused for a second as if gearing up for a finale. “Can’t you see that she’s the only employee here right now? How is she supposed to do everything in a short amount of time without help? There’s literally been a crowd in here for the past fifteen minutes, and it just now slowed down! So, I suggest you calm yourself down and back off before I make you. I’m not afraid to go haywire on a sad old lady like you. Age be damned- I can reduce you to a pile of dust with just a few words. Don’t try me.”

     By this point, the older lady looked scandalized and the younger one had her hands on her hips, chest heaving as she took in deep, calming breaths. Suffice to say, the old lady stalked off, her mouth screwed shut. 

     “Thank you.” The girl behind the counter murmured.

     She swirled around to face the girl like she’d forgotten she was there in the midst of her rant. “Huh? Oh, it’s no problem.” She waved her hand in a dismissive manner. “Entitled people like that really grate my nerves. I’m sorry you had to put up with that.”

     Now, he doesn’t typically take note of the humans around him, unless they’re his coworkers, because they tend to be, well… Rather mundane, to put it bluntly. He prefers to help them and then step back, not get too involved. But there’s just something about this one that sticks out to him. She’s fierce and passionate as if a small fire is raging inside of her, waiting for those moments it can be unleashed. She stepped to the side after telling the cafe worker to take her time and waved him forward. As a man of simple tastes, Hongbin ordered his usual coffee and sandwich. It’s easier than trying to think of anything else. Not that he had that much time anyway. He spared a glance down at his watch, maybe about fifteen minutes.

     “Do you work here?” He asked the woman standing to the side.

     She looked at him, eyes wide. “Uh, no, sorry. I’m just grabbing food for my sister, she works in the ER. It looks like you work here though.”

     He sighed playfully. “The scrubs are a dead giveaway aren’t they?” 

     “Yeah,” she laughed. “I’m Lucille, and you are?” 

     “Hongbin,” Hongbin replied, reaching out to shake her hand. “Who’s your sister?”

     “Dr. Beaudreaux, or Fleur, if you’re on cordial terms with her.”

     The conversation continued on, friendly chatter, while they waited for their orders. Lucille talked about her job, at a morgue, and how she’s worried about her sister. Something about Fleur going through something difficult recently. Their orders came faster than expected, but maybe that’s just because talking to her made it feel like time had slowed down without him using magic. 

     Lucille was halfway to the exit when she turned back. “Here,” she said, grabbing a napkin off the counter and pulling a pen from her purse. “This is my number, text me sometime.”

     A few days later, when Hongbin was in the ER to get a patient transferred to the ICU, he ran into Fleur. He tried to say something to her, though he wasn’t sure exactly what he would have said if she’d actually acknowledged him. And, well… He’d tested out a new spell a friend came up with, and it was still in effect when he ran into Fleur. Which is how Hongbin heard her thoughts: How am I supposed to tell who’s human and who’s not? Am I in danger because of what I know now? What if something else, like that thing, attacks me? Followed by a horrifically graphic memory of a gargoyle attacking her.

     Gargoyles are vicious creatures, especially when they have a target. They’ve got claws that can slice through bone like butter, large leathery wings, poisonous fangs, and night vision. The fact that she managed to survive an attack from one is quite the feat- and she did it without supernatural help. How did she know about anything supernatural in the first place? Why was a gargoyle after her?

Hongbin: Hey, is your sister okay? *7:09 pm*

Hongbin: I saw her earlier and she looked out of it *7:09 pm*

Lucille: She said she was fine when we talked yesterday *7:11 pm*

Lucille: But she did lose a patient about two and a half weeks ago *7:12 pm*

Hongbin: Shit, I’m sorry *8:40 pm*

Lucille: Me too, it was the first time she’d lost one. I think his name was something Juarez *9:02 pm*

Lucille: Some insensitive cop came and questioned her the next day, let me tell you I really wanted to hurt that man *9:02 pm*

     He didn't know how long he sat there staring at their texts after receiving the last two from her. However long, it did nothing to ease the chaos going down in his head. Even though he didn’t understand, he knew someone who would. And Hongbin meant to get answers.

     “Jaehwan, care to tell me why there’s a doctor in the ER that knows about the supernatural? Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, I know that if anyone was going to investigate a Juarez death it’d be you. So, tell me how Dr. Beaudreaux knows, and why she was attacked.”

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🌙 genre: supernatural, fantasy, drama, angst, e2l, forbidden romance, hybrid au

🌙 pairings: werewolf!kim namjoon x vampire!(f) oc; vampire!min yoongi x werewolf!jung hoseok 

🌙 summary: they were never meant to be together somehow, their lives intertwined, setting in motion a chain of events that would forever change the course of their lives and the people connected to them.

🌙 rating: 18+

🌙 warning(s): all chapters are individually noted, but all contain mature content. please read with caution.

🌙 inspiration: MB & Playlist

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Spica: Alpha Virginis (pt.1)

Genre: action/adventure, fantasy, angst, romance Warnings: post-apocalyptic Characters: Leo (VIXX), Beth (oc), Lucy (oc) Word count: 1,353 Story type: series (completed)

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   He kicks rubble as he walks through his hometown, now in shambles. It seemed as though just yesterday his family was gathered for a typical movie night after Friday's dinner. It had been years since he'd last heard from any of them, they'd all been separated during the attack. He can still recall them being split up as they ran for cover, the screams of others who weren't as fortunate piercing his ears to this day, haunting him. Survivor's guilt was a bitch, but living in the remnants of paradise, now a dystopia, without a clue as to his family's whereabouts or condition, it reduced him to a shell of a man.

   His name was Taekwoon Jung, was, he went by the name of Leo now. Taekwoon was always a warm man, albeit shy. He woke up to coffee and a loving family every morning, made it his mission to pet every puppy and hug every baby, and his passion for soccer and music were second to none.

   Leo was snapped out his thoughts when he felt a drop on his arm. His once full shirt now just the torso and ripped sleeves, jeans torn in the way he used to love wearing them. However, this time he didn't choose ripped jeans, it was all he had left. The last time he had any new clothes were a distant memory, until he'd claimed residence in an uninhabited building, belongings left behind by former residents. His last decent meal was when he had stumbled upon what was left of a farm, where a few animals remained.

   The rain grew in force now, no longer just droplets, but rather than seek shelter in a torn building, Leo continued walking through the downpour, for what else did he have to lose?

   Along the way, a stray dog ran up to Leo. And he, still keeping a fraction of the soft-hearted man he used to be, felt pity and let the dog tag along. They strode along together until they reached a river, nothing but gray skies overhead and seared grass during their journey. So much for sightseeing. Waiting for the storm to subside to see if he could go fishing, Leo lay back on the grass, the dog following suit and laying beside him.

"What in the world are you doing here, fella? Poor boy," Leo spoke softly as he scratched behind the pup's ears. It wasn't until she stood on her hind legs to shake off the rain that he noticed.. oops, turns out the dog is a girl! "How's about Lucy? You like that?" He took her bark as a sign of agreement. Truth be told, he'd named her Lucy after Lucifer, because after all the hell she'd been through, she seemed like a fallen angel at this point.

   Few others had stayed in town after the attack, let alone survived. Many had died due to illness, starvation, or slept in a building that ended up collapsing. Some just couldn't take it anymore and left, or... sought an end to this lifestyle, so to speak. Lucy barked at something overhead, causing Leo to jerk upright, fight or flight response triggered. Taking note of no one around them, he continued about his business.

   Leo's tall, lanky build made its way to kneel by the muddy river, eyes blinking shut as rain streamed down his face. He walked over to a dead tree, his wet shoes feeling disgusting and he couldn't wait to get them off once he and Lucy sought dry shelter. Leo broke a branch across his thigh, the loud snap startling the dirty blonde Lab.

"Sorry girl, just looking for dinner." He pressed a kiss to her wet forehead, not caring for the dirt matting her fur. She was his only friend in a long time, and we would do anything in his power to protect her.

   Taekwoon began donning the name Leo after he'd begun his new life among the rubble. Being called by his birth name brought too many painful memories forth. At least this way he could create a wall between his past and the present. Taekwoon was a young, naïve boy with a home and a family; Leo was a man fending on his own to simply survive, someone who found he could no longer care or trust. Leo was not an alter ego nor personality, but a mask.

   The way his mother called out to him as his father dragged her and his sisters away to safety... it was too much for him, he couldn't bear it. She'd screamed for him as the buildings began to crumble, but he'd chosen to stay and fight.

"TAEKWOON!" She sobbed as he stood still, fists clenched while tears streamed his downcast face. Taekwoon turned his back on them to join the rebels brave enough to stay and fight, but in his heart, he'd never turned from the ones he loved most, not even once.

   That was when he was just seventeen years old, it had been four long years since. Now, at 21, Leo seemed much older. The life he lived made him age quickly, bitterness filling the cracking void in his heart. The last time he'd had a friend was over a year ago, another boy who'd fought in the rebellion with him. Slightly older, the boy became like an older brother to Taekwoon. Nathaniel was his name, but when he'd decided to go by Nate instead, Taekwoon followed suit and chose Leo, hoping to survive with the ferocity of the jungle king feline. Shorter than him by a few inches, all tanned skin and kind eyes, Nate took Leo in like his own.

   The two lived in the remains of an old warehouse, with some other rebellion members. Leo didn't mind his new life as long as their group stuck together, he thought. As long as his family was able to escape, he was fine living this way, knowing he'd protected them.

   It wasn't until Leo had watched Nate die violently before his very eyes, brutal murder delivered by a raiding demon, that he swore never to make another friend again. He refused to be covered in the blood of another ally that way.

   As Leo kneeled by Nate's side, weeping at his quickly fading friend, he heard him whisper, "You must.. survive.. for me, please.." And with a cough, his dearest friend lay completely still, no longer suffering, no longer in pain. Leo closed Nate's eyes, carried him outside their home and gave him a proper burial. He spent the next months stashing alcohol he could nab from old taverns and liquors, unable to deal with the pain when sober.

   Leo didn't clean up his act until recently, realizing that he couldn't keep his promise to survive if he continued to live in such a manner. He briefly wondered what happened to the others in their group before noting two fish splashing in the shallow river, using the branches in both arms to spear. Immediately maiming both, he whistled to Lucy and started heading to his latest temporary home. Leo had stashed away some other clothes and supplies people had left behind in their homes there, hoping to dry off and perhaps start a small fire to cook dinner for himself and his new companion. Lucy faithfully followed the raven-haired man to his mess of a home, content with any company at all, let alone his loving manner towards her.

   Upon entering the apartment he'd claimed, Leo stripped down, tossing the tattered clothes into the trash, setting the shoes aside to dry. He'd be lucky to find another pair that fit, and he'd be damned when these sneakers broke. Making a fire out of old paperwork and a stolen matchbox, he began slowly roasting the fish, sitting by the old tin can in just a fresh pair of boxers and socks. After making sure they were done, he took a towel to help dry Lucy off, staying next to her by the fire for warmth, both eating their miserable excuses for dinner yet somehow content beside one another.

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Stitch Me Back Together- 2

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. This is written in 1st POV, the character’s name is Fleur, and this is a series. I am still working on it, the end date isn’t set as of yet, however, I will try to update it when I can (though two updates are scheduled this month). Every member of Vixx will be featured in this piece, though for this second part the only one of them in it is Ken/Jaehwan. And as always the links to my masterlists will be in the notes!

Summary: Fleur is on a path of discovery, and what she finds might not be what she’s expecting. And we all know that at times, knowledge brings danger.

Word Count: 2,606

Genre: Supernatural/Fantasy/Mythical AU, Angst

****WARNING: Mentions of blood****

     During the two weeks that I was off work, Lucille frequently came around. Almost as if she feared that I’d fall apart in a matter of hours if I was left alone for too long. While I wouldn’t break down in tears, I couldn’t guarantee the state of my mind for long. Something just didn’t add up, and I had two weeks to try to come to some sort of conclusion. Any free time I had without Lucille hovering over my shoulder was spent with my nose buried in medical textbooks. Or medical research papers. Or articles relating to medicine. However, the normal sources I went to had very little in the way of explaining what I’d seen. That’s when things took a turn.

     I stopped limiting my search to the medical field. At this point, I wasn’t sure if I was losing my marbles or if it was actually something… Supernatural. But I’ve never been the type to give up without getting answers. So, despite being skeptical, I turned to resources I never would have considered otherwise. I frequented sites that gave supernatural explanations, involving magic and creatures that shouldn’t exist. Stores I used to avoid, even going so far as to express my confusion at their existence, became a second home. The person that probably monitors my account might’ve wondered what the hell was going on because I got a fraud alert after buying over $100 worth of books on the supernatural. 

     Of course, explaining that it was actually me that made those purchases over the phone was a tad interesting. And by that I mean difficult. I kept stammering, feeling like I was being interrogated when in reality all the person wanted was confirmation that I was the one who made the purchases. After that experience, I felt like maybe I was just being paranoid, or going overboard. Except that all changed when I found an explanation that fit. One that, under normal circumstances, I would have thrown directly out the window. It probably wouldn’t have even been allowed a second thought. 

     Based on the book I found, it said that Remi Juarez was… A shapeshifter. Further research only locked in that explanation in my mind. Some shapeshifter’s hearts beat slower, meaning the blood doesn’t circulate as fast, which could explain why he didn’t bleed out before getting to the ER. His blood had traces of an unknown element, one that made it difficult to figure out what treatments were safe. And I thought it was my imagination initially because no one else saw it, but I saw his face change for a split second- into one of the paramedics. But then it was gone. There was more in the book, but nothing that I’d be able to determine as true without the autopsy report in front of me. 

     At that point, I still thought I was losing my mind. It just didn’t make sense. All of the creatures and beings from mythology were just supposed to be fairytales, they weren’t meant to actually exist. Magic wasn’t meant to be real, just some fluke that could be easily debunked by science. But I was starting to realize that science couldn’t answer everything. It didn’t have the answers to the questions running through my mind and wreaking absolute havoc. I wanted it to be a dream. Wished that it was all in my head. But I started noticing things. The kind of things that wouldn’t typically hold any value. 

     Whenever I went out, I would notice at least one person who deviated from the norm but not to the point that just anybody would notice. People whose eyes flashed a different color; had unnaturally sharp incisors when they smiled; laughs that sounded like tinkling bells; beguiling words that could change another’s disposition in a matter of seconds; the slight brushing of one’s hands against another and causing them to go blank like they were in a trance. And I couldn’t keep denying it further, there was no point. I had to accept the fact that the supernatural existed- something I’d been denying since I was a kid. I was always that one kid to call bullshit on the sweet fairytales or scary stories adults would tell. 

     Fear had consumed me, becoming a permanent part of my being. Sometimes it was the overwhelming kind that could make someone want to curl into a ball in the corner of a room and never move. Other times it was just like a brief flicker of an old tv that’s connection had worsened over the years. The fear was hard to deal with, but I’d always been good at hiding my problems from Lucille. I never wanted her to worry, or be scared, or hurt, and if she saw that I was afraid, well… She’s always been a wild card when it comes to my stronger emotions. Either she’d try to solve the problem for me, or the solution would evade her and just lead her to be upset. 

     Though, it’s not that Lucille thought I couldn’t handle things on my own. No, she knows I’m more than capable of taking care of myself. Rather, she’s always thought of us as a duo, fighting against the world together. Except that isn’t always a plausible way of handling things. This was one of those times, is one of those times. Feeling useless and paranoid wasn’t something I wanted to share with her, it’s something I needed to carry on my own. 

     My first day back at the hospital after reaching such a conclusion was nothing short of a mess. Keeping my mind clear was difficult. Whenever I saw something slightly out of the ordinary, the kind of thing that could be explained in one of the supernatural books I bought, it would stay in my head, flitting about. There were only two good things that happened that day: my request for a copy of Remi Juarez’s autopsy report was approved, and I managed to, somehow, perform my job without a falter. I was surprised that, despite the upheaval of the world I’d come to know, I could still function enough to treat patients effectively.

     Today seemed to be going better though. I’d had my morning coffee and got to chat with Lucille a bit before she went to sleep. The sterile smell of the hospital, one that took me a long while to get used to, brought a new sense of comfort to me now. I was back where I was meant to be. 

     “Fleur, hey,” Selene called out, pausing me in my tracks.

     “Oh,” I respond, lips parted and eyebrows raised. I’d been too lost in my head to notice I was passing the nurse’s station. Selene has been the resident gossip since she was hired two years ago. “Hello, how are you, Selene?” 

     She plastered a sympathetic smile on her face, it looked forced. She then pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “I feel like I should be asking you that question. Of course, I’m more than fine! How are you holding up though, dearie?”

     Bile rose up in the back of my throat. I’ve always hated small talk, especially if it was the fake, prying kind. People like that never actually cared about you, they just wanted information they could spread. “I’m managing. Thank you for your concern.” My lips pressed into a thin smile before I stepped past her.

     Pleasantries are something I try to avoid as much as I can, it feels contrived. No one tells the truth to such questions, just as they don’t expect the truth. Such questions have become a way of greeting, not actually being asked because the other person cares. And heaven forbid you tell the truth, that’s a good way of making someone freeze in place. I could hear the way she huffed in annoyance as I walked off. It was no surprise to me though, not at this point. Selene wasn’t a pleasant person to begin with and she only got worse with time. 

     Now only one thing was on my mind: the autopsy report. I knew it’d be waiting for me when I arrived for my shift today, and I was anxious to get my hands on it. After retrieving the file, I quickly made my way to the doctor’s lounge to skim it before my shift starts. Settling down in one of the rickety chairs, I tried to convince myself that nothing would be out of the ordinary. But of course, such a wish couldn’t be granted. 

     Multiple irregularities seemed to jump straight from the page, and I was helpless not to fixate on them. The oddities started from the rate his blood clotted, to his bone density, and even to the bullets he was shot with. One of my first conclusions was proved to be true: Remi Juarez was shot from two directions. Meaning there were two shooters. Both seemed to have used the same bullets though, a mixture of silver and steel, which made it likely they were working together. 

     Another thing I learned from the report was that there was truly nothing else I could have done to save him. Each step I took was correct, and despite his slow blood flow, he had just lost far too much blood at that point. With the number of bullets that riddled his body, it was surprising he hadn’t bled out faster, let alone that his heart had managed to keep beating. But I still have questions that the report hasn’t answered. Why were there two shooters in the first place? Why wasn’t he dead on arrival? How did he survive for so long? And why, exactly, was the detective relieved when I didn’t know anything? 

     Twelve hours later, at eight in the evening, long since the sky had darkened considerably, I finished my shift. The air was crisp and refreshing after having been cooped up inside all day. Leaves crunched under my feet as I walked down the sidewalk, my eyes taking in the beautiful scenery of the city at night. People bustled about, groceries clutched in their hands, pushing strollers, young couples holding hands, businessmen with phones glued to their ears. I hadn’t driven to work this morning, and I was quite happy with that decision. I think I needed this, to see life like this. 

     That feeling didn’t die down until I was closer to my apartment building, maybe five minutes away. The street lights were flickering and I couldn’t spot another person on the sidewalks. The air felt eerie and thick, making it hard to catch my breath. Then I heard a low growling, joined by something scraping against the cement, sending chills up my spine. I swallowed the growing panic, the likelihood of something or someone being behind me was low. Clearly I haven’t been getting enough sleep since I’m imagining things.

     Except I wasn’t imagining things, and I knew it the second I felt hot breath on the back of my neck. I jerked forward instantly but was quickly pulled back by long, twisted claws. A scream bubbled up in my throat, begging to be released- a plea that I ignored. The low growling started again, growing louder with each passing second, and this time it was directly in my ear. I felt the creature’s saliva drip onto my shoulder, soaking into my jacket. 

     I felt frozen in place, be it by terror or because of some mind trick the beast played on me I couldn’t tell, and I didn’t care which it was. I just wished I was running. That my feet would start without my mind telling them to. If ever there was a time for my feet to have a mind of their own it’s now. But alas, I had no such luck. The creature’s claws dragged down my arm, ripping through the fabric of my coat and digging into my skin. At that moment it was like my body woke up, I tore out of the beast’s grasp, ignoring the searing pain in my arm as its claws left me. I ran and I didn’t stop. My feet pounded down the sidewalk until I could make out my apartment building in the distance, but even then I didn’t stop- I could still feel the creature hot on my trail. 

     One second I was running and the next I was lying on the concrete, a grisly claw gripping my ankle. A panicked shriek pierced the air as I looked back and saw the creature. Its eyes glowed a dark red, with tough gray skin that resembled the concrete underneath me, and vicious-looking fangs that protruded from its mouth. Terror flooded my veins, this thing looked like a monster straight from my childhood nightmares. I kicked my free foot at its face, catching it by surprise and causing its grasp on me to falter. In that instant I shot to my feet, continuing my race to my apartment building.

     This time I made it safely inside, but I didn’t relax until I was in my apartment with each entryway sealed. My breathing was heavy, coming out in pants as adrenaline raced through me. My mind was spinning. What had I done to get a beast sicced on me? Did someone know that I’d figured out what Remi Juarez was? Am I a target now? Once I’d calmed down enough, I felt the blood trailing down my arm, dripping onto the hardwood floors beneath my feet. Glancing at the scratches left behind by whatever that creature was, it was easy to tell that they weren’t deep enough to need stitches. I could take care of this myself with some disinfectant and gauze. 

     By the time my arm was wrapped up nice and tight, it was just past ten o’clock. There was only one person I could call. One person I could question. And I wasn’t even sure if he’d give me any answers, but I could try. Grabbing my cellphone from the counter, I dialed the small numbers on the card I’d kept close to me since I got it. The line rang, once, twice, three times. I thought I was going to go through to voicemail, but then I heard his voice.

     “Hello?”

     “Detective Lee, this is Fleur Boudreaux.” I could feel my determination wavering.

     “Oh,” he sounded surprised. “It’s quite late, what are you calling about?”

     “I need to talk to you,” I whispered hoarsely. “It’s important.”

     “Right now?”

     “Right now.”

     He was at my door thirty minutes later, dressed in a more casual outfit than the last time I saw him. When he came into my apartment, the door fully closed behind him, I hesitated as I felt his gaze on me. 

     “What happened to your arm?” Detective Lee asked, stepping forward, eyebrows bunching together in concern.

     “It’s why I called you,” I breathed out, moving my eyes to his. “I… Was attacked.”

     His eyes widened considerably. “Attacked? Why didn’t you call the police?”

     “Aren’t you the police?”

     “I mean, yes, but‒”

     I cut him off quickly. “I couldn’t just call the police about this. It had to be you, at least I think it has to. Anyone else will just think I’m crazy.”

     The look in his eyes changed, realization flashing in them. “What are you talking about?” 

     “What I’m talking about,” I say, stepping forward. “Is Remi Juarez. He wasn’t human, and neither was the thing that attacked me tonight. So I have some questions I need you to answer, starting with: what the hell have I been dragged into?”

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❉ 139 Dreams [71/139] ◔

Originally a drabble challenge on Quizilla called “139 prompts”, 139 Dreams is a set of fics I started a long time ago. It features many different anime, kpop, and various other things that interest me. Because I have been working on this set for so many years, it’s very dear to my heart and I hope to finish it one day soon.

Status: In Progress ◔

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Sand _ Tsuna / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (fluff)

Longing _ Adult Reborn / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (angst, romance)

Animal _ Visone Tempesta / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (fluff)

Trivial _ Adult Skull / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (fluff)

Arrow _ Sanada / Prince of Tennis (friendship)

Realization _ TYL Xanxus / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (fluff, slice of life)

Aftermath _ Juumonji / Eyeshield 21 (angst, fluff)

Relaxation _ Vongola / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (crack)

Apples _ America / Axis Powers Hetalia (crack)

Essential _ Hoshi / Seventeen (comedy, fluff, friendship)

Hazardous _ Shin, 1 of 3 / Eyeshield 21 (comedy)

Regret _ Shin, 2 of 3 / Eyeshield 21 (angst)

Forgiven _ Shin, 3 of 3 / Eyeshield 21 (fluff)

Vacation _ Ryoma / Prince of Tennis (teen, romance)

Official _ Hibari / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (fluff)

Unexpected _ Sakuraba / Eyeshield 21 (friendship, crack)

Useless _ Kotaro and Tsuna, 1 of 2 / Eyeshield 21 and Katekyo Hitman Reborn (friendship, crossover, crack)

Rain _ Eyeshield 21 (angst)

Questions _ Kaname / Vampire Knight (comedy, suggestive)

Astound _ Kotaro, 2 of 2 / Eyeshield 21 (comedy)

Music _ Akaba / Eyeshield 21 (friendship, slice of life)

Grow _ Yukimura and Kenichi / Tenipuri and Kenichi the World’s Mightiest Disciple (friendship, comedy, crossover)

Hide _ Child Hibari / Katekyo Hitman Reborn (comedy, slice of life)

Valentine _ Senoo / Prince of Stride (angst, fluff, romance, comedy, valentine’s)

Yawn _ Hyungwon / Monsta X (fluff)

Intentions _ Daehyun / B.A.P (angst, fluff, supernatural au)

Reckless _ Jake Webber / YouTube (angst, fluff, supernatural au)

Anxiety _ Jaemin / NCT Dream (angst, fluff, friendship)

Sports _ Haechan / NCT Dream (fluff, high school au, friendship, sports)

Remorse _ Vernon / Seventeen (fluff, smut, angst) 18+

Traitor _ Chanyeol, 1 of 2 / Exo (angst)

Ethereal _ Hoshi / Seventeen (fluff, fantasy, au)

Ominous _ Taeil / NCT (slice of life, casual, fluff)

Allow _ Winwin / NCT (smut, fluff) 18+

Art _ Renjun / NCT (friendship, fluff, angst, au, high school au)

Serves _ Leo / VIXX (fluff, angst)

Insensitive _ Sehun / Exo (angst, fluff)

Rare _ Sanada / Tenipuri (fluff, friendship)

Sorry _ Chanyeol, 2 of 2 / Exo (casual, friendship)

Torn to Pieces _ Eddy / JJCC (fluff)

Misinterpret _ Tezuka / Tenipuri (angst, fluff)

Evacuate _ Izuku / Boku no Hero Academia (fluff)

Natural _ Himchan / B.A.P (fluff, au)

Along the Way _ Jaemin / NCT (fluff, comedy, mafia, angst)

Slower _ Ten / NCT (fluff)

Together _ Mark Tuan / Got7 (fluff, angst)

Now or Never _ Jongdae / Exo (fluff)

Retaliate _ Jake Webber / YouTube (fluff, comedy, friendship)

Knowing _ Original (angst)

Umbrella _ Pewdiepie / YouTube (friendship, fluff, slice of life)

Normal _ Patchy Pumpkin / Sims 4 (friendship, slice of life)

Invite _ Maya Yoko / Bamboo Blade (angst, school, slice of life, fluff)

Independent _ Ciel Phantomhive / Black Butler (au, slice of life, fluff, family)

Never Say Never _ Nate Rivers / Death Note (smut, romance, fluff) 18+

Off Guard _ Shinichi Okazaki / Nana (??)

Hell Bent _ Marui Family / Mitsudomoe (angst, family, fluff)

Fascination _ Molag Bal / Skyrim (angst, suggestive 16+, romance)

Defend _ Shouta Aizawa / My Hero Academia (fluff, slice of life)

Exception _ Lucifer / Obey Me! (angst, fluff, slice of life, friendship)

If the World Ended… _ Naga / Beelzebub (angst)

Elysium _ Jinyoung Park / Got7 (fluff, au)

Instinct _ Naga / Beelzebub (fluff, slice of life)

Memory _ Tetsutetsu / My Hero Academia (fluff, slice of life, friendship, angst, drama)

Spontaneous _ Ikejiri / Haikyuu!! (suggestive 16+, fluff, romance)

Internal _ Matsukawa / Haikyuu!! (angst, fluff)

Karma _ Dr Huang / Law and Order: SVU (slice of life, drama, crime)

Magical _ Koushi Sugawara / Haikyuu!! (slice of life, fluff)

Annoyance _ Baiyang / Chinapuri 2019 (slice of life, angst, fluff, school, friendship)

Use _ Mammon / Obey Me! (school, angst, friendship)

Revolve _ Chie / My Otome (romance)

Monopoly _ Juzou / Boku no Hero Academia (friendship, fluff, comedy, romance)

Environment _ Wakabayashi / Cool Boys Only High (fluff, friendship, angst)

Survive _ Floyd / Twisted Wonderland (fluff, comfort)

Surrounded _ Patrick / The Rain (friendship, comedy, angst, fluff)

Mocking _ Kamitani, 1 or 2 / Gakuen Babysitters (drama, friendship, slice of life, studentxteacher)

Explain _ Murai / Great Teacher Onizuka 2012 (fluff, slice of life, studentxteahcer)

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One Thousand

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Surrounded 

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Movement

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Early

Universal

Savior

Source

Ocean Air 

Entry

Yesterday

Detonation

Magical

Inquire  

Never  

New Age

Amazing

Mixed Up

Song Bird

Anticipation

Emphasis

Around

Systematic

Access

Antagonist 

Time

Calculation

Creation 

Hunt

Random

Various

Of Course

Trance

Utopia

Yellow

Remember

Expel

Unrelated

Element

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Legend

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Neon

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Undefined

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GUARDIAN PROLOGUE 1/12 

VIXX : KEN 

As an angel, you were tasked with protecting Jaehwan, but you fell in love and began a relationship. After he discovers your wings, his memory is altered to forget you. A year later you’ve been given a second chance to protect him. But you still love him, and he’s moved on. 

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The Price of Freedom

Prompt: #189 for @just-existing1​ – “You’re gone… I watch you disappear…”

just-existing1 said:

Can you do prompt 189 with Taekwoon?

Pairing: Jung Taekwoon x reader

World: Contract (read HERE)

Genre: demon au / angst / fluff

Warnings: none, aside from the supernatural nature of the story

Word count: 1706

A/N: This story is part of a previous world created. Whilst you could read it without the previous context, I highly recommend that you read Contract, linked above first.

A cold dread overwhelmed you and you snapped up from your slumber, choking on your sobs that were already wracking through your body. Clawing the blankets towards yourself, you peered around your room for signs of distress, other than your own. Your belongings merely stared back at you and you began to wail uncontrollably with the pain that clutched at your heart.

It didn’t matter how many times you had this nightmare, it was raw and crippling every time.

Throwing back the blankets, you padded out into the living area of the penthouse, stopping in your tracks when you saw a figure over in the kitchen. Despite the small sense of logic, you squashed it down as you rushed over to his side, throwing your arms around him from behind. “Oh thank god, you’re-”

You realised then that your arms had come up empty and you dropped your head, the tears dripping to the tiles beneath your feet.

“That’s right, you’re not here anymore.”

It was the one sentence you had repeated to yourself the most since Taekwoon’s demise. The price you had to pay for his freedom. It was ironic, the whole reason he had worked endlessly towards breaking free from his contract was so he could be free to do as he pleased with you.

Neither of you had expected his freedom to come at the cost of losing his body in the process. Within your pain, you hoped the man you loved was at peace now; even if you were anything but free yourself.

The house you stood within had been your shared apartment, and then your lovers’ nest. Now it felt too large, the emptiness without Taekwoon overwhelming you day in and out. The grief was unbearable and you had hoped for the contract you had made with the demon all those years ago to break as well. Then, you’d be riddled with your sickness again and leave this world behind like Taekwoon had done with you.

Moreover, you wished you hadn’t figured out the way to break the curse upon him. If he wasn’t free, he would be at your side still and you would never let him go.

Instead, the reality was bleak. You were still as healthy as you had become after Taekwoon had saved your life, living day in and out in a world that had no place for you anymore. You were neither human nor demon, a hybrid with no place calling for you outside of these walls. No one cared for you anymore, a simple face in a sea of others whenever you went out for necessities.

There was a small part of you waiting for Taekwoon to return, however. Surely there was more to life than what you existed through right now. A reason you were still here, outside of the eternal longing you barely endured. Taekwoon had always been someone who wouldn’t give up, and the denial you held onto insisted that he would still be out there somewhere, fighting his way back to you. It would make no sense for him to just give up now.

And yet, you had seen it firsthand. You were right there when he started to disappear, your hands falling short just as they had now in the kitchen. How could anyone survive through that? It was impossible and yet, you were clutching at all options deep down.

You could say the sentence over and over to yourself but it did nothing to comfort you.

A year passed by in a blur. You had expected it to be longer, dragging your feet through each muddled and painful day. Although, life continued. You eventually left the penthouse for another of Taekwoon’s homes on Earthside, a small cottage in the middle of nowhere. You had always wondered why he had chosen to buy such a home, knowing the demon to spend more in a night than you had in a year. He lived for the finer things, you included, and the amount of dresses he had ripped from upon your body over the years would have easily been worth more than this place had been to buy.

He had never told you, of course. This place was one he would only return you when the most desperate, the times where not even your comforting words and gentle touches could ease his heart.

Moving here now felt the same for you. Without Taekwoon to calm you, working the land, tending to your animals and harvesting food for the local market kept you satisfied, busy. You had little time to dwell on the past with him. The gardens bloomed; the vegetables grew higher and larger than you had ever anticipated. Soon, you were talking to the milking goats as if they were your only friends you had remaining and sewing your own basic clothing that felt more flattering than any bejewelled gown of your past. You left Taekwoon’s fortunes behind, living for just what was in your means.

There was more fulfilment in your world working this hard. You had once believed being a lawyer would make you the happiest. And to some degree, Taekwoon had made you that at his side. You had negotiated more deals in this lifetime than you could begin to fathom with both humans and interesting creatures of the Underworld. You had talked your way out of death numerous times and convinced an entire vampire coven to change their outdated institution to one that matched a modern world. You had achieved a great deal at the side of your demon lover, and yet it wasn’t until you were sowing seeds for next year’s produce that you had come to realise it had no value. The time you were in now, creating something with your hard work, with the body that Taekwoon had healed from the brink of death, was the most valuable days of your life.

Still, the dreams followed you. Sitting up as the tears silently streamed down your face, you got up, walking outside into the cool night air. Staring up at the sky littered in a thousand stars, you willed yourself to calm down, to come back to reality.

Taekwoon wasn’t going to return now.

It took you some time, the colours of the sky beginning to brighten with the sign of a new morning on the horizon, before you could say you had stepped out of the nightmare and convinced yourself of your place in this world now. Turning, you went to go inside to prepare for the day when you saw him standing there, watching you intently.

Even if it was another hallucination, you smiled, soaking in his intense blue eyes, those that had guided you from the very start. They were your favourite thing in this entire world, and you allowed yourself the moment to admire them before the illusion disappeared, much like it always did.

“Do you plan to just stand there staring?” he wondered, and you frowned, blinking softly.

“This is new,” you murmured as you walked towards the conjured Taekwoon before you. He watched your movement precisely, his eyes travelling your body and arriving back on your face when you were in arm’s reach.

“Of all the places for you to come to. What have you done to my homestead?”

Still a little confused, you glanced around yourself. “This is my home. Doesn’t it look alive?”

“Do I look alive?” he asked softly and you shook your head. “Really? Why don’t you reach out and see for yourself.”

“You’re gone… I watched you disappear,” you told Taekwoon sadly, sidestepping around him and going into the house. Under your breath, you told yourself this wasn’t real repetitively, jumping when the door opened and closed a second time. Snapping around, your eyes widened. “What on…”

“You gave up on my return? Fickle human.”

“E-Excuse me?!” you exclaimed, uncaring due to your shock, whether you were talking to a man who was or wasn’t truly before you. “I waited for you each and every day! I still am waiting! Why do you think I’m here! This house�� this house is a part of you!”

Pursing his lips in a way that made your heart ache and flutter simultaneously, Taekwoon stepped towards you. “And are you still a part of me?”

“Who else would take in someone under your contract?”

“I’m amazed Hakyeon didn’t ship you off to help with the elves Hongbin and Wonshik.”

Peering more closely at the man before you, slowly you reached out your hand, Taekwoon catching it midway. His touch was electric, much as it always had been and you felt your legs give way, right as Taekwoon pulled you into his arms.

You sobbed for what felt like an entire day. Nestled into his chest, his hand gently rubbing circles at your back, his words changing from comforting to irksome. This was the man you had fallen in love with, the demon who you sold your soul to.

Somehow he was back and you couldn’t stop the tears of relief that fell from your year-long heartache.

“Just know it was just as painful to be away from you, my love.”

“Why did it take so long?” you managed to ask when your emotions dried up, searching his face for all the answers to all of your questions. Taekwoon smiled softly, brushing your hair away from your face. You then huffed in annoyance. “Troublesome demon.”

“The most wicked of them all to have caused so much heartache to you.”

“Are you truly here? For good?”

“Well, the flowers need pruning and the cows need fodder, do they not? You can’t be expected to do it all. Besides, there’s a soul to collect at the end of all of this.”

“You breached our contract,” you retorted, Taekwoon laughing at your statement heartily. “Also, didn’t you collect this soul in an entirely different way?”

“Who said it was your soul that was up for grabs? It’s only fair if I’m to take yours then you must have mine when that time comes.”

“So you’ll be here forever?”

“Freedom comes with a heavy price to pay. Now that our debts are finally clear, we will have more than forever together.”

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Spica: Alpha Virginis (pt.5)

Genre: action/adventure, fantasy, angst, romance Warnings: post-apocalyptic Characters: Leo (VIXX), Beth (oc), Lucy (oc) Word count: 2,544 Story type: series (completed)

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 (final)

(A/N): Reposting my series from AFF onto here!

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   Things grew tense between the hunter and angel; a dreary silence befell since their last conversation. Finally arriving at the castle just before sunset, Taekwoon and Beth stood staring at their handiwork: the bodies of the upgraded palace guards strewn across in an almost artistic arrangement. The lesser demons they’d fought up until now were merely target practice, those that evaporated when slain. These demons were much stronger, and yet only possessed a fraction of what their king had in store for our heroes.

   Though Taekwoon was initially worried for Lucy’s safety, she’d proven to be much smarter and feistier than he’d originally given the Lab credit for. She expertly dodged attacks, almost as if she had been trained her whole life for this task. Lucy was remarkable at biting at any flailing limbs, effectively injuring their enemies. Sometimes it was as if she could smell the precise location of jugulars or pressure points, the result being that she looked more like a bloodhound by the end of things. Bloodbaths took on a whole new meaning when our… antiheroes of sorts take charge.

   Beth brushed some blood off her wings as best she could, the deep red mixing with dirt to stain her once pure white feathers. Taking down the king would not be an easy feat, but the duo– I’m sorry, trio– felt more than prepared, ready to stake their lives to take back the city.

“I’ve been expecting you,” a strong, baritone voice echoed throughout the castle.

   Having finally reached the king’s room, the throne was perched upon the polished marble tile. Across from Taekwoon and Beth, the golden throne glimmered, the light from the windows cascading over it and its inhabitor, as it was anything but empty. The room appeared extremely sophisticated, so out of place with the rest of the antique style of the rather dull, gray castle. Shiny black and white tiles lay just under their feet, the red walls lined with golden tapestries to match the throne.

   However, all of this heavily contrasted the king’s appearance. A flat navy color for his skin, and a deep purple for the large wings and horns he possessed.

“Welcome to the beginning of the end of your lives, dear children,” the king’s voice mocked, sounding almost as distorted as his mind. The floor shook from the sheer weight of the colossal demon as he began to stand. Striding with patience and almost a sense of elegance, if it weren’t for his terrifying and hideous demeanor, he made his way over to exterminate the pesky insect-like visitors who dared to defy his and defile his castle.

***

   The fight was absolutely exhausting, it felt like days though it had likely been but a few hours. The bastard was laughing for half of the fight as the three struggled in their attempt to take him down; after all, combined, they were barely at half his height. Then suddenly, Beth’s powers recharged, and the king wasn’t laughing anymore. She healed Taekwoon, Lucy and herself, then carried Taekwoon as she flew upwards, allowing Taekwoon to stab both of his swords through the king’s eyes, effectively blinding him in the process. They repeated this once more, twice more, stabbing the king in the chest with both swords the second wave around. He was much weaker now than he had been at any point in their fight, giving them a good window of opportunity to strike. Beth cast a hex spell she’d learned once, from albeit shady sources, but the spell sealed his fate, ensuring the end of the tyrant.

   All things come with a price, however, and such was this victory. Beth was no exception to the dangers of the hex spell, it would seem, much to Taekwoon’s (and Lucy’s) dismay. Beth came tumbling down from the heights she has soared to, dropping Taekwoon in the process. Startled, he rolled over to check up on her, holding her now motionless form in his trembling arms. A sense of déjà vu was coming back to him, to the time of the raid battle with his best friend, and suddenly Taekwoon felt sick. It was awhile before Beth managed to gain consciousness, too weak to do much but take in ragged breaths. Lucy licked all over her face, and Taekwoon hugged her so tightly she feared she would end up with a broken rib before losing consciousness once again. He sobbed into the crook of her bloodied neck, grateful that she was still even alive.

“T…Tae…k,” she rasped, earning a shushing as the mortal began gently rocking her.

“We did it Beth, the bastard is gone. We won the city back!” Something was off, she seemed too weak, too pale, and it was scaring him. So much so that Taekwoon couldn’t find it in him to stay quiet, for once in his life, he was too scared to accept what could be reality, failing to grasp the gravity of the situation that lay before him. His rambling continues, sheer panic fueling his lungs, because his brain had long since shut down.

“I’m… so glad… I met you…” Beth managed to interrupt his utter nonsense speech.

“Stop talking like that, like you’re leaving. You’re fine, we’re fine! As a matter of fact, what should we do after we go back home, huh Beth? Beth?!” Taekwoon was shocked as he was cut off by a sharp gasp of pain from the weakened angel that lay in his arms.

“Listen… to me…” Beth took deep breaths to be able to speak, now holding all of Taekwoon’s attention, as Lucy whined softly and pawed gently at he angel’s form in despair. “I cas-casted a hex spell, t-to keep him d-dead,” she was stuttering profusely, hardly even able to speak, but mustering the last of her strength to do so. “That spell i-is… a life for a life. He’s dead Taekwoon, a-and he’s not coming b-back… but at the c-cost of m-my own-” she was interrupted by her own coughing, trying to choke it down just enough to finish what she had to say. “B-besides, any angel who uses d-dark magic… is immediately p-put down,” she gave a very weak, brief smile to Taekwoon’s horrified, grieving face. Tears streamed freely down his prominent cheeks as the meaning behind all her words sunk in.

“It is time to go, my dear,” a foreign voice chimed in. Taekwoon turned to the source, as Beth was too weak to move, and Lucy barked at the intruder. What Taekwoon’s eyes were met with was a grim-reaper looking figure, now hovering beside them, and he instinctively hovered over her own body protectively. He felt her form stop moving in his arms, and he was unable to stop the onslaught of even heavier tears that cascaded from his weary eyes. The scream he let out as she slipped through his fingers was bloodcurdling, and nothing was left behind save for a handful of her feathers in his still-trembling hands. It was her final, bittersweet parting gift, leaving him with a few wishes as a token of gratitude.

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   Battered and depressed beyond the imaginable, Taekwoon has no recollection of even making it home. All he remembers is how the damned feathers don’t feel like Beth, don’t sound like Beth, and how they will never, ever be able to replace her presence in his life. He remembers praying and wishing upon a pale feather, only to feel like an utter idiot when it never granted his sole, desperate wish… for Beth to be returned to him. Not even alcohol could help him this time, he thought, and Lucy whimpered solemnly as she watched her owner seemingly wither overnight.

Deep in the night, as Taekwoon begins to drift, a soft, pained whisper could be heard as it echoed through the seemingly hollow apartment.

“I never even got to tell her… how much I loved her.”

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   Taekwoon awoke very much unlike he had fallen asleep: disgusting and passed out on the apartment’s kitchen floor. A dirty rag and a bucket of what likely once water, now tainted with blood and dirt, were beside his makeshift “bed”. Wait, when had he even laid down in a bed? It was then that his attention drifted to the feeling of two arms around his waist. Panic rising and catching his heart up into his throat, Taekwoon turned to look behind him, wondering if he was caught in some twisted dream his brain made up throughout his pity party. The girl of his dreams lay beside him, only she no longer carried the weight of the world on her shoulders, figuratively of course. Her wings were now completely gone, but it was undeniably Beth, right down to her small birthmarks.

   She stirred then, yawning, and rubbed her eyes with one arm, unconsciously grabbing at Taekwoon’s fresh, clean shirt with the other. “I see you’re awake. Man, you’ve been out for almost two whole days. You sure can sleep a lot, sleepyhead,” she giggled, but it sounded like a choir of angels in his mind, ironically enough.

“…Beth?” Taekwoon asked in shock, as his voice almost failed to make it past the lump making residence halfway down his throat. Surely, he was dreaming, right? He had to be, after all, he watched her, felt her die in his very own arms… “I watched you die…I felt the feathers in my hands…” He could barely form a coherent thought, let alone a sentence, too stupefied by her appearance to string words together properly.

“And yet here I am,” Beth teased, Cheshire cat-line grin on full display. Something was up, and Taekwoon was fearing for the catch. “What was that about you not being able to tell me something?” Still in disbelief, Taekwoon flushed, a bright red adorning his now flustered features. His last words before knocking out were his very own late love confession to his supposedly deceased love interest… little did he know she had heard every last word. Confused, he reached out to her, crushing her once more in an embrace, praying that if this was a dream, to never again wake up from it.

“You have some explaining to do, missy, an awful lot of it,” his heart hammered in his chest, realizing that she really was here with him once again. The feel of her form against his, the acceleration of her heartbeat felt through her skin, the smell of her hair and the gentle ease that her presence always brought to his once miserable existence. She felt like home, more so than the raggedy apartment ever could. Home was a feeling, not a place, and it was the feeling Taekwoon got when he got to share his measly days with Beth and Lucy, his two favorite girls.

“I may have traded my wings for a chance at a mortal life… here, with you. Taekwoon, I–”

“I love you,” Taekwoon breathlessly rushed out, fearing he could miss his chance again at any moment. Wanting, needing to tell her how much she means to him, as much as a few words could convey. “I was such an idiot not to tell you sooner, but I was afraid of how you felt, and I didn’t want to make things awkward. And then I was hoping to after the fight but–”

   This time it was he who was cut off, as she’d tugged him down by the hair and pressed her lips to his, Taekwoon’s eyes wide in shock. He brought his hands to her sides, rubbing gently as their lips met again and again, kisses featherlight and laced with the purest of intentions; to communicate their love for one another after too many missed opportunities. They parted for air, foreheads pressed together. She let out a breathless laugh, undeniably content, and he didn’t dare to let her go for even a second, for fear of losing her again.

“Now what?” Taekwoon murmured against her hair, pressing a soft kiss into her forehead, now laying with her facing him while tucked into his larger frame.

“Now,” she inhaled deeply, taking a dramatic pause, “either we help rebuild this town, or leave it all in the past and escape. Perhaps you could reunite with your family?” Beth suggested, looking up at him with a loving gleam in her eyes, mirrored by his own.

“Sounds good to me,” Taekwoon answered softly, still enamored by their reunion, in more ways than one. He was still finding it hard to grasp the reality of her return, but he dared not question the few miracles life allowed, as he had struggled far too much in his own life.

“But first, babe…” The term of endearment rolled easily off her tongue, slipping casually past her lips, and Taekwoon could swear he felt the wind knock out of his lungs in the process. So much for thinking he wasn’t big on romance, because he was sure a hell of a head-over-heels romantic when it came to her. “I’m hungry.” A phrase she’d never once said before, only proving her newfound mortality. Taekwoon couldn’t resist the urge to laugh, rolling onto his back and pulling her over him, grinning wide as her hair cascaded down around the two of them, seemingly forming a veil.

“You are so lucky I love to cook, and that I’m good at it,” Taekwoon took a deep breath, admiring the view before him. “And I would be honored to provide your first meal, darling… Granted that all the stock we have left is currently ramen, so fancy first dinner will have to take a rain check.” She unceremoniously snorted, and he thought it was the most adorable thing ever. Then again, she could probably sound like a goat every time she sneezed and he would still love every little thing she did, solely because it was her and her alone. He piggybacked her to their sorry excuse of a kitchen, and as he worked on their ramen, they discussed their plans for the future, as well as Beth having to fill Taekwoon in on what happened after the fight. Taking a seat on the barstool beside hers by the counter, bowls and chopsticks in hand, they lamely clinked their reused paper cups together to signify both their first meal together as well as the start of their new lives together.

   Taekwoon silently thanked the gods for bringing them together, for allowing her to return, and for whatever the hell was currently going on in his life, because things were better than they ever had been ever since he’d lost his family. Little did he know that she was thinking the same, thanking the gods for everything and then some. Lucy leaned on her hind legs as her front paws stretched out, trotting over playfully, hoping to partake in the fun as well. And maybe hoping to get some food in the process, she certainly wouldn’t mind that.

“Still think lil’ Lucifer here’s a fallen angel?” Beth teased over a bite full of noodles.

“Well, she is heaven sent. However,” Taekwoon leaned in to whisper into her ear, “you will always be my favorite angel, wings or not. You are the best thing life ever allowed me to enjoy, Beth.”

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If you find a dead link or an issue with any of the links, please send me an ask and let me know, thanks so much! ^~^)/

All Anime Fics 

Air Gear 

Ringo Noyamano

Axis Powers Hetalia (APH, Hetalia) 

America / China / England / Germany / Japan 

Bamboo Blade

Maya Yokoo 

Beelzebub

Naga 

Bleach 

Coyote Starrk / Hanatarou Yamada / Hichigo / Ichigo Kurosaki / Ikkaku Madarame / Isane Kotetsu / Juushirou Ukitake / Rangiku Matsumoto / Sousuke Aizen / Toushirou Hitsugaya / Ulquiorra Cifer 

Death Note 

Near / Ryuk 

Dragonball Series 

Vegeta 

Durarara!! (drrr!!) 

Shizuo Heiwajima / Tom Tanaka 

Eyeshield 21 (e21) 

Haruto Sakuraba / Hayato Akaba / Jou Tetsuma / Kazuki Juumonji / Kotaro Sasaki / Seijurou Shin / Sena Kobayakawa / Youichi Hiruma

Fruits Basket 

Hatori Sohma / Hatsuharu Sohma 

Fullmetal Alchemist (fma) 

Maes Hughes 

Gakuen Alice (alice academy) 

Tsubasa Andou 

Haikyuu!! (hq)

Daichi Sawamura / Hayato Ikejiri / Issei Matsukawa / Kei Tsukishima / Koushi Sugawara / Morisuke Yaku / Tooru Oikawa 

Hellsing

Integra Hellsing 

Hunter x Hunter (hxh) 

Killua Zoldyck / Kurapika / Kuroro Lucifer 

Katekyo Hitman Reborn (khr) 

Belphegor / Byakuran / Fuuta de le Stella / Ken Joshima / Kyoya Hibari / Mukuro Rokudo / Reborn / Ryohei Sasagawa / Skull / Superbi Squalo / Takeshi Yamamoto / Tsunayoshi Sawada / Visone Tempesta / Vongola Family / Xanxus 

Kenichi: The World’s Mightiest Disciple 

Hermit / Kenichi Shirahama 

Kuroko no Basket (knb) 

Ryouta Kise  / Yukio Kasamatsu 

Mitsudomoe 

Marui Family 

My Hero Academia (mha, Boku no Hero Academia, bnha) 

Endeavor / Izuku Midoriya / Katsuki Bakugo / Shouta Aizawa / Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu 

NANA 

Shinichi Okazaki

Nanbaka 

Liang 

Naruto

Shikamaru Nara 

Okane ga Nai (No Money) 

Homare Kuba / Misao Kuba

Ouran High School Host Club (ohshc) 

Haruhi Fujioka / Tamaki Suoh 

Prince of Stride: Alternative (pos) 

Tasuku Senoo 

s-CRY-ed 

Straight Cougar 

SKET Dance

Sasuke Tsubaki 

The Prince of Tennis (Tennis no Ouji-sama, Tenipuri) 

Bunta Marui / Choutarou Ootori / Genichirou Sanada / Hiroshi Yagyuu / Jin Akutsu / Jirou Akutagawa / Kaoru Kaidoh / Keigo Atobe / Kiyosumi Sengoku / Kunimitsu Tezuka / Masaharu Niou / Ryoma Echizen / Seiichi Yukimura / Taichi Dan / Takashi Kawamura / Tarou Sakaki / Yuushi Oshitari 

Vampire Knight (vk)

Kaname Kuran 

Drabbles (499 words or less) 

Ficlets (500 - 999 words) 

One Shots (1,000+ words) 

Song Fics (using lyrics)

Two Shots (one shots in two parts)

Alternate Universe

Social Media AU (smau)

Soulmate AU

Angst 

Birthday 

Christmas 

Comedy 

Crack 

Crossover 

Dark

Family 

Fluff 

Friendship 

Halloween 

Holiday 

Inspirational 

Magic 

Romance 

School 

Slice of Life 

Smut 18+ 

Student x Teacher 

Suggestive 16+ 

Supernatural 

Valentine’s Day 

Vampire 

All Kpop Fics 

B.A.P 

Daehyun / Himchan 

EXO 

Chanyeol / Chen / Luhan / Sehun 

Got7 

Jinyoung / Mark 

JJCC 

Eddy 

Monsta X 

Hyungwon 

NCT / NCT Dream 

Doyoung / Haechan / Jaemin / Jeno / Johnny / Kun / Renjun / Taeil / Ten / Winwin 

Seventeen 

Hoshi / Joshua / Vernon / Woozi 

VIXX

Leo / Ravi 

Attention Please (belphegor) [3 chapters, complete]

Flaws (jirou, prince of tennis) [4 chapters, WIP]

All YouTube Fics 

Acceleracers 

Jack Webber (youtube)

Markiplier (youtube)

Original Works 

Pewdiepie (youtube) 

Red vs Blue (youtube)

All Table of Contents Posts 

Answered Asks 

Ask Games

Follower Milestones 

Rain’s Requested Fics

Reblogs

Requested Fics 

Tag Games

Text Posts

Updates

Writing Resources 

Always (kuroro, hunterxhunter) [5 chapters, WIP]

Auserie’s Journal (skyrim) [1 chapter, WIP]

Change the Face of History (skyrim) [3 chapters, WIP]

Find Me (oikawa, haikyuu) [3 chapters, WIP]

Heart Beats (choutarou, prince of tennis) [21 chapters, WIP/posting]

Moving Metal (??, acceleracers) [6 chapters, WIP]

Reaching Out (??, prince of tennis) [4 chapters, discontinued]

Rise Above it (??, my hero academia) [47 chapters, WIP]

Seductive Trickery (kurapika, hxh) [11 chapters, complete/posting]

Storm Coming (tsubaki, sket dance) [4 chapters, WIP]

139 Dreams [61/139, WIP]

25 Christmas Wishes [6/25, WIP]

Alphabet Soup [25/25, complete/posting]

bnhabookclub Events

Body Language [20/20, complete/posting]

Frightful October

Ichi-go, Ichi-e (challenging words) 

In WAR & LOVE [7/28, WIP]

Mon-Thirst 

My First… [1/32, WIP]

Sportember [0/30, WIP]

Tre Piccole Parole [20/20, complete/posting]

Trope Me, bro! [0/10, WIP]

Yandere [4/50, WIP]

Harry Potter (hp) 

Draco Malfoy 

Law and Order SVU

Dr. George Huang 

Obey Me! 

Lucifer 

Skyrim 

Lord Harkon / Molag Bal / Serana 

The Sims 4

Patchy the Pumpkin

[timetodreamtogether]

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Hey, kittens! It’s been awhile! Oh yes, I’m still alive and I decided to bring this blog back to life! I hope you all are fine and everything’s right. Personally, I’m pretty fine. I try to write new fics (I got a lot of ideas but still don’t know how to write them, ugh) but, unfortunately, I don’t read a lot of fictions, lately. I’ll try to fix this, I promise. But, I still have some new fics to share with you!

ㅤ   ❀ From Inkahgase

✧ Disastermoon (GOT7 Mark, Romance/Fluff) ✧ The One About The First Date (GOT7 Jackson, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Birthday Gift (GOT7 JB, Angst, Romance/Fluff, Smut, Friends to lovers) ✧ The One About The First Date (GOT7 Jinyoung, Angst, Romance/Fluff, Friends to lovers)

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❀ From Listlessmaenads

✧ What I Wouldn’t Give (GOT7 JB, Series, Romance/Fluff,  Eventual Smut) ✧ Love Drunk (Stray Kids Bang Chan, Romance/Fluff, Friends to Lovers AU) ✧ Go for broke (GOT7 JB, Series, Angst, Humour, Smut, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Tension (GOT7 JB, Smut, Angst (kind of), a bit of fluff) ✧ Sweeter than pi (GOT7 Mark, School AU, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Eager (GOT7 Jinyoung, Romance/Fluff, Smut) 

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❀ From Jinyoungsir

✧ Open tab (GOT7 Youngjae, Romance/Fluff, Smut) ✧ Waking Up In Vegas (GOT7 Jackson, Friends to lovers, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Marry me (GOT7 Mark, Smut, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Window seat (GOT7 JB, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Romantically Challenged (GOT7 Jackson, Friends to lovers AU, Romance/Fluff, Angst, Humor) ✧ Give Me Attention or I’ll die! (Stray Kids Jisung, Friends to lovers AU, Romance/Fluff, School AU, Humor)

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❀ From Jj-nyoung

✧ Amaranthine (GOT7 JB, Angst) ✧ The visit (GOT7 Youngjae, Angst) ✧ Summer Solstice (GOT7 Yugyeom, Angst) ✧ Cockbusters (GOT7 Bambam, Smut) ✧ Hotel California (GOT7 Mark, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Perfect Strangers (GOT7 Jackson, Smut) ✧ The Matchmaker (GOT7 Jinyoung ft JB, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Regret (NCT Taeyong, Ex-lovers to lovers, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Fall (NCT Ten, Romance/Fluff)

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❀ From Got7-markjinson

✧ Strawberries and Chocolates (GOT7 Yugyeom & JB, Romance/Fluff) ✧ A little less than ordinary (GOT7 Jackson, Friends to lovers, School AU, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Be chill (GOT7 Bambam, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Lost and found (GOT7 Mark, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Aperture (GOT7 JB, Romance/Fluff) ✧ 20 minutes (GOT7 JB, Smut) ✧ 7 boys (GOT7, Romance/Fluff)

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❀ From Pepiygs

✧ Top Drawer (GOT7 Jinyoung, Smut) ✧ 12:04am (GOT7 Jinyoung, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ I need a place to stay (GOT7 JB, Romance/Fluff) ✧ The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids (GOT7 Jackson, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Still into you (GOT7 Jinyoung, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ The quiz (Seventeen Mingyu, Romance/Fluff)

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❀ From Kpopchangedme

✧ The shrimp (GOT7 JB, Smut, Angst (a bit), Romance/Fluff) ✧ Practice makes perfect (GOT7 Jackson, Romance/Fluff, Angst, Smut, Friends to lovers) ✧ Plot Twist (GOT7 Jinyoung, Enemies to lovers, Romance/Fluff, Smut) ✧ Two sheep staring at stars (GOT7 Mark, Soulmates AU, Romance/Fluff, Smut) ✧ Out of this world (GOT7 JB, Romance/Fluff, Smut, Supernatural AU)  ✧ The Wingman (DAY6 Jae, Romance/Fluff, Single parent AU) ✧ Nocturna (Stray Kids Bang Chan ft. GOT7 JB, Series, Supernatural AU, Violence/Blood, Angst, Smut, Romance/Fluff) ✧ The cute barista (B.A.P Daehyun, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Motherhood and apple pie (B.A.P Yongguk, Friends to lovers, Smut, Romance/Fluff)

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❀ From Softseunies

✧ The 100% most perfect girl (GOT7 Mark, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Attached (GOT7 Jinyoung, Soulmates AU, Angst, Enemies to lovers, Romance/Fluff) ✧ One Day (GOT7 Youngjae, Romance/Fluff, Friends to lovers) ✧ ~No title/Drabble~ (GOT7 JB, Romance/Fluff) ✧ ~No title/Drabble~ (GOT7 Jackson, Romance/Fluff) ✧ ~No title/Drabble~ (GOT7 Bambam, Romance/Fluff) ✧ ~No title/Drabble~ (GOT7 Yugyeom, Angst, Violence/Blood, Friends to lovers, Romance/Fluff)

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❀ From Prettywordsyouleft

✧ Sensory Overload (ATEEZ Seonghwa, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Artistry (B.A.P Bang Yongguk, Romance/Fluff, Friends to lovers) ✧ Biggest Fan (B.A.P Daehyun, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Clueless (EXO Chanyeol, Romance/Fluff, School AU, Friends to lovers) ✧ Reconciliation (GOT7 JB, Series, Ex-lovers AU, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Magic Touch (iKON Hanbin, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Still Constant (Park Hyungsik, Romance/Fluff, Friends to lovers) ✧ Superstitious (NCT Taeyong, Romance/Fluff, Supernatural AU) ✧ Guilty As Charged (Stray Kids Bang Chan, Romance/Fluff, Friends to lovers) ✧ Contract (VIXX Leo, Supernatural AU, Angst, Romance/Fluff)

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❀ From Defnabeom

✧ I’d like to (BTS Jungkook, Friends to lovers, Angst, Romance/Fluff) ✧ Would you adopt me (Seventeen S.coups, Hybrid AU, Angst, Romance/Fluff, warnings)

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Well, as you can see, there are a lot of GOT7 fics/series. I hope I could add more other groups next time. Also don’t forget that you can rec’ me all the fics/series you want, I’ll gladly add them (if the owners let me, of course).

On these words, take care of you, kittens, and see you soon! 💜

[kingleedo]

Interview Tag

Rules: answer 20 questions + tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better!

Tagged by: @naturalogre

Tagging: I know these tag games might be overwhelming, so if you see this and want to do this, YOU’RE TAGGED BY ME. TAG ME IN YOUR POST I WANNA READ.

Name: Nadia Sky

Pronouns: she/her

Star sign: Libra

Height: 166.5cm

Time: 16:41

Birthday: October 4th

Nationality: Moldovan

Fav Bands/Groups: Block B, ONEUS, Ateez, Got7, Mamamoo, VIXX, EXO, BTOB, Onewe AND MANY MORE TRUST ME

Fav Solo Artists: The Weeknd, Chungha, Hyolyn, Sunmi, Ilhoon, Gemini...

Song Stuck in Your Head: None????

Last Movie You Watched: I honestly don’t remember

Last Show You Binged: Does Ateez Fever Road count?????

When You Created Your Blog: This one this year at the end of January, main was created in May, 2011 I think haha

Last Thing You Googled: ateez birth charts DONT ASK hahah

Other Blogs: I have a main. Which is @kmvkxn but I don’t post much there. Mostly log in every once in a while to spam Ateez hahaha

Why I Chose My URL: I know it was different at first haha. But idk somehow I came up with kingleedo, it sounds good. And then I found the whole king Sejong thing haha So it became even more legit.

How Many People Are You Following: 125

How Many Followers Do You Have: 80

Average Hours of Sleep: 10. I love sleep way too much hahaa

Lucky Number: Idk. but I often see 1004 all around me. time, steps, other things.

Instruments: Never learned anything. :( Wanted to learn to play guitar but at this point I’m not trading my long nails for this. 

What I’m Currently Wearing: Blue sweatpants, red T-shirt and a grey hoodie.

Dream Job: I wanted to become a vet, an astronaut and an archeologist when I was a kid. Then I was really passionate about singing or dancing on stage. Performing in front of mirror was my favorite thing to do. Now I just want a chill job with a good pay check lmao.

Dream Trip: Iceland. And I want to go back to the Netherlands and Norway. And South Korea of course.

Fav Food: Fried chicken. 

Fav Song: I CAN’T CHOOSE ONE DHKGKH

Top 3 Fictional Universes You’d Like To Live In: Dark, TO LIVE IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AS LONG HAIRED MAGNUS JUST SIGN ME THE FUCK UP, then idk some supernatural dark academia universe, because why the hell not, and probably some AU of mine like idk some God land or some Kingdom or whatever bs, I’m obsessed with royalty

[killjoy-loveit]

Stitch Me Back Together- Prologue

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. This series is written in 1st POV, the character’s name is Fleur. I am still working on it, the end date isn’t set as of yet, however, I will try to update it when I can. That said, the prologue is written in 3rd POV to give a better context of the story’s set-up.

Summary: A death to start it all.

Word Count: 705

Genre: Supernatural/Fantasy/Mythical AU, Angst

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |

****WARNING: Mentions of blood and death****

     There are many aspects of the world that most are unaware of. Inner workings that are hidden from the public eye, sometimes even passing by in broad daylight and going unnoticed. Distinct groups that live a vastly different life than the average person, trying to stay invisible to stay safe from those who hunt them. It's a dangerous place, this world, to the point that hiding isn't always enough. It can happen in a flash, the discovery, and the resulting bloodshed. There is only one saving grace for the hunted, though, which is the average human who knows nothing of their world.

     Rain pelted the pavement in front of Remi, joined by dark clouds masking the light of the moon. It was already Eerie enough with the chill in the air joined by a fog that coated the ground. That the flickering of the only light in the alley just added to the ominous atmosphere. His panicked eyes searched the area for an escape, any possible way to avoid his fate. Alas, this poor soul has become cornered, a hunter on either side with their guns aiming right at him.

     “Please,” He begged, eyes watering. “I don't want to die. Please, I haven't hurt anyone, I swear!”

     “Like we'd believe the words coming from such a despicable creature.” The hunter standing in front of him hissed.

     Remi dropped to his knees, a tear slipping down his cheek. “Please spare me. I haven't done anything.”

     “Creatures like you shouldn't exist,” The hunter behind him said, her voice low and unwavering. “It's our duty to exterminate you and your kind.”

     It was when he opened his mouth once more to plead for his life that the shots rang out. Four rapid-fire shots hit his chest, while another five got buried in his back. Remi coughed, blood dribbling down his chin to stain his shirt. The hunters would have confirmed the kill had they not been stumbled upon by a human girl running into the alley, and her jacket pulled up to cover her head. Her scream pierced the night, overpowering the pounding rain. There was no hesitation on their part to flee as she scrambled to free her phone from her purse to dial 911 because if they got caught, their fate would also be death.

     The girl couldn't keep calm as she spoke with the operator, her voice quivering as she found her way to Remi's side. She couldn't keep her hands from shaking when she pressed them onto one of the wounds she could see. “There's so much blood,” She cried into the receiver. “He's gonna die, you need to get here fast.”

     “Boudreaux,” Annette called out, catching Fleur's attention. “Incoming gunshot victim to bay six, get ready.”

     Fleur rushed over to bay six, dodging the other hospital personnel doing their own work. She had barely made it into the room when she saw paramedics arrive who were quickly directed to her. Annette hadn't been able to inform her of the severity, just that the person had been shot. Whatever Fleur had been expecting, this wasn't it. The guy laying on the gurney being directed towards her was covered in blood. She'd never treated someone with multiple gunshot wounds before, only one man who'd accidentally shot his foot.

     “His vitals are tanked, he's got major blood loss, and I think he's gone into shock.” One of the paramedics said as they got close to the bay. “We did what we could in the ambo, which wasn't much- just a quick transfusion and trying to staunch the bleeding as best we could. But I don't know how this dude's still breathing.”

     “Lee, we've got a problem.”

     Ken rolled his eyes, turning in his chair to face his partner, Joshua. “What is it this time, Matthews? Is it actually a problem, or have you just lost your keys again?”

     Joshua stepped closer to Ken's desk, lowering his voice so that the people around them couldn't hear. “One of the Juarez Skinwalkers got taken down,” Joshua paused for a moment, gritting his teeth before continuing. “And he got sent to a human hospital. We got to deal with this man, it's gonna be a mess to clean up.”

[wannabe-writing-without-you]

Spooky Season 2019

A/N: As always everything that I write is purely fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality. This is a list of all the stories [and the links] written for the Spooky Season of 2019. It will include post dates and small descriptors (aka whatever is written in the summary/excerpt portion of the actual piece). 

Danger of Truth- Jeong Sewoon, Supernatural AU, October 1st

“But if you must know, I’ll tell you. However, you should be aware that your life won’t be able to go back to the way it was; when all you noticed was the way the leaves change color, or how the air gives off a different scent as the seasons change.”

A Priceless Reaction- Chan (A.C.E), Fluff/Comedy, October 2nd

Horror movie marathon.

Cider Candles & Mistakes- Astro, Comedy/Semi-Angst, October 3rd

Summoning ritual gone wrong- hilariously.

The Hidden Snack That Was a Step Too Far- Youngjae (B.A.P), Comedy/Semi-Angst, October 4th

Youngjae took his pranks a tad too far.

Reckless Decisions & Being Saved by a Stranger- Chanyeol (EXO), Angst/Post-Apocalyptic AU, October 5th

Sometimes everyone can make the worst choices, which is exactly what you did.

“Help” Is Not the Correct Word- Yugyeom (GOT7), Comedy/Fluff, October 6th

Baking for a friend’s Halloween party becomes more entertaining than productive. Also extremely messy.

A Bleak Future- DK/Donghyuk (iKON), Angst/Time Travel AU, October 7th

The future is at risk and it must be saved.

Instant Karma- Ungjae (Imfact), Comedy, October 8th

Walking to the car alone at night can be quite frightening.

With Us- Hyungwon (Monsta X), Horror, October 9th

Sometimes interesting things are dangerous. Sometimes, it’s better to stick to the mundane and less interesting parts of life.

From the Prophecy- JR/Jonghyun (NU’EST), Fantasy AU, October 10th

Something in shimmering tones of periwinkle and turquoise was off in the distance, partially hidden behind two particularly tall trees and a boulder. Climbing down from the rock I’d been standing on, I cautiously walked through the underbrush of the forest towards the enchanting object.

Uncalled For- Keonhee (Oneus), Comedy/Fluff, October 11th

Lost in the woods, you need someone to lead you back.

Something to Make Me Smile- Taeyang (SF9), Fluff, October 12th

Drinking wine and painting can result in delightful failed creations.

A Lifetime With You (1)- Mingyu (SVT), Angst/Fluff/Soulmate AU, October 13th

Morning came slowly, the sun taking it’s time in rising. You had managed to get a few hours of rest once he had fallen asleep. One day turned into two, then into three, and so on until close to a week had passed.

Stitch Me Back Together (1)- Vixx, Supernatural/Fantasy AU, October 21st

Currently I was seated in front of my tv, a hot cup of coffee sitting on the table in front of me- being completely ignored. Some reruns of an older show were playing but I couldn’t focus on the scenes of characters bickering about some insignificant problem they had. My mind was too busy running through the events of last night for the millionth time.

Fated to the Past- Ren/Minki (NU’EST), Soulmate & Time Travel AU, October 22nd

With Panicked breathing I had to carefully but quickly maneuver through the building- over piles of rubble from the ceiling, under fallen pillars and branches that dangled through the ceiling.

Run- Sunyoul (Up10tion), Horror, October 23rd

Everything is capable of leading to ruin.

Costume Problems- Bambam (GOT7), Comedy, October 24th

Maybe you should’ve chosen your own costume.

Need to Let Go- Chunji (Teen Top), Angst, October 25th

Tragedies occur and leave devastation in their wake. Devastation that one must recover from.

Don’t Tell the Guard- Onew/Jinki (Shinee), Comedy/Historical/Pirate AU, October 26th

Some habits die hard.

Almost Like a Song (Listen Closer)- Ravi/Wonshik (Vixx), Fluff/Thought Piece, October 27th

“It’s only when you think to listen for the things that might be missing that you can find them.”

Breathless & Electrified- Hanse (Victon), Supernatural AU, October 28th

Going to a club after a long day is not your leisure activity of choice, yet and still that’s where you end up.

Creations of Gullveig- Seoho (Oneus), Magical AU, October 29th

A new shop opens on the busy street, but it doesn’t sell your typical wares.

A Royal Escape- Zuho (SF9), Fluff, October 30th

A lost cat is spotted in the halls.

The Hardest Part- Non-kpop, Angst w/Hopeful Ending, October 31st

“Become your own champion, because no one will ever fight harder for you than yourself.”

Aftermath- Key/Kibum (Shinee), Fluff, November 1st

Aftermath of a Halloween party.

Sometimes Quiet is Violent- Changjo (Teen Top), November 2nd

Relationships aren’t easy. And sometimes it’s better to end them than keep something so mangled and ruined around.