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pluviophile-bookworm · 3 years ago

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HSMTMTS 2x12: Don't say we'll have to let it go...

After a very stressful morning and several moments in which I was close to a full sanity slip completely unrelated to this, it is high time (heck, it's the highest of times, if you know what I mean) I got to the new HSMTMTS, the last one for a while.

I'm honestly scared, though. This morning I thought nothing could make me more nervous today than the whole ordeal I had to go through, but now that I'm here, I'm super scared and anxious. I don't even want to say it, but... what if this is... you know what I'm thinking. We're all thinking it. I just hope we're wrong in a good way.

I feel like I might die of anxiety, so I guess I'll just dive in. Whatever will be, will be.

Supportive Nini is best Nini. Honestly, I haven't liked her all season as much as I do now. The background, behind-the-scenes role seems to fit her a lot better than the lead. I hope to see more of her like this when (fingers crossed!!!) the show comes back.

Ashlyn, on the other hand, is a perfect lead. She was born for this, and it shows. It shows so much that everybody has finally noticed it. They took their time, didn't they?

Ugh, I hate, hate, hate this kind of moment that happens every time when someone has prepared a surprise for someone else — and we saw that twice this season — once with Carlos at his Quinceañero, and now with Ashlyn. I mean the moment before they find out about the surprise and they feel like they've been forgotten and it's all so sad... at least I know whatever my boy Reddy has planned for his girl will make up for that sort of feeling. I can't wait!

Ahhhhh @redlyncentral you called it! You called it big time! I can't say I wasn't expecting it to be something like this, though, because I trust your sixth sense more than I trust mine — and I trust mine a lot. Also, if anyone deserves to have their name in lights, it's Ashlyn. And remember when she told Big Red that, to make things light up, he just had to walk into a room? Or when he told her that the only thing he'd throw at her was a brighter spotlight? You know, I think that, just like airports are Portwell's thing, lights are Redlyn's thing. And that is so beautiful... I am legitimately crying.

Yikes... see, it's one thing when Nini calls Ricky 'Richard'. But it's another thing entirely when Kourtney calls Howie 'Howard'. Gosh, I hope they clear things up. If Howie has something to say (as in, some secret to come clean about, if you catch my drift), he'd better do it now. I was never too invested in Kowie, but it still hurts to see tension between them.

Ok, but... these two are too dorky for words! I mean, you're telling me Howie was acting that way just because of how nervous Kourtney's talent made him? Oh well, I feel like I can understand that, actually. She's a powerhouse. But also, everyone around here needs to learn a lesson or two from Redlyn. About communication, reciprocity, expression of feelings... it's no accident that they're the parents of the drama club. But this is not about them. Oh, who am I kidding? With me, everything is about them. Unless it's about Seblos or Portwell. Never mind. Moving on.

I am trying very hard not to have a visible or audible reaction because my brother is in the room and I'm supposed to be working, but... EJ had his dad put in a good word for Mr Mazzara at Caltech. And that is something that makes me feel feelings I can't very easily put into words. Also, what does that mean for Mr M's future at East High?

As clear as the imprint of Jamie's words is to see on EJ's face, I feel like he's not giving up on Portwell quite yet. 'Play it by ear' sounded quite promising to me, all things considered.

Not Ricky and Nini writing the same thing in slightly different words... again! I absolutely get why people ship them, at least on the surface level I do, but I really can't see them as a couple anymore. That is not to say, however, that I'm not rooting for them on their way to figuring out how to be 'just' friends. (See, I'm not a big fan of the expression 'just friends', as if it's something less than a romantic relationship, so...) They could be the best friends ever. If, and only if they learn to communicate properly. All kinds of relationships require good communication. I feel like I'm saying that a lot, but, you know, if it's true...

I can't look at Miss Jenn the same way after last week's episode. The Menkies have turned her, quite frankly, into a monster. She's too obsessed with beating Zacky Roy to notice how she's treating her students who have always been nothing but devoted to her and the play. Well, some of them anyway... I feel like it's time for Carlos to reconsider his opinion of her... and I know it must be painful, and the least thing I'd ever wish for him is pain, but... sometimes certain painful things are necessary. I just hope everyone comes out of this alright. I think I might not, though. I've been crying for a while already.

No... why is Gina crying? My girl needs a hug... Oh, here comes Nini. This seems like it's been a long time coming.

This was beautiful... only one character played by an actress named Olivia will be redeemed today. And it's the right one, if I do say so myself.

Alright, who called it? Gina connecting Nini with her brother about her music, I mean. I know for a fact someone here called it. If you happen to be that genius and you read this, please come forward in the notes to get the credit you deserve. This is... a little too perfect to be true, but I feel like it's the best way to connect and wrap up several storylines with one blow. And I love when that happens. Gosh, why does this feel like a series finale? Please tell me I'm wrong. I am not ready. I will never be ready. Ok, maybe one day I will be, but not anytime soon. Please tell me my feeling is deceiving me this time.

Oh, good, it's being addressed. The 'jump off of something high' comment, I mean. It would have been wrong not to address it. I kind of really liked the way they did it, too. Also, 'getting there' really is the most accurate answer to the question whether Ricky is happy. I feel like he's got a long way to go before he does get there, but he really is closer to that destination than he's been in a while. This boy deserves all the happiness. He's been through way too much. And I'm glad Miss Jenn is finally seeing her part in his struggles throughout the year.

Ahhh it's the song! I've been so excited for it all week, ever since that teaser leaked. But, once again: why does this feel like a finale? I want to curb my anxiety and watch this episode with a free mind, but the episode itself just isn't helping me. Ok, let's go back to the song for now. Whatever will be, will be.

No... EJ's verse... just no. Somebody tell that boy not to be so hung up on the words of somebody who doesn't even know who Gina is today. I've had 'the majestic S.S. Portwell' for a couple of weeks and I'm not ready for it not setting sail after it was almost out of the... port(well). Have I ever told you I make bad puns when I'm anxious?

Carlos doesn't even remember being on stage... that's too relatable to be overlooked. See, I used to perform on stage (I've decided to quit for good now and it makes me cry only slightly), and that has always been how I've felt about it. I feel like my favourites are who they are because I relate to each one of them to an extent — some are who I think I am, some are who I used to be, and some are who I wish I could become... and so much more on top. I'm being so emotional. I'm not ready to let these kids go. Please someone tell me I won't have to, at least not quite yet.

The Wildcats' reaction to... Capital-B-witch and Fake-French-Git-who-is-apparently-French-for-real (as I've taken to calling those two because calling them by their real names would mean showing them respect which they don't deserve) was exactly the same as mine. No one invited them there. They're not supposed to be there. Someone kick them out.

'Big Red... you were... also there!' Um, excuse you, he was not just 'there'! I mean, I know we didn't get to see him on stage (we've been robbed!!!), but I'm sure he was the most amazing LeFou to ever grace a theatre stage. That being said, we have been robbed! But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I want to see what Big Red's reaction will be. I've been fantasising about this moment for weeks now.

Ok... so I said a couple of weeks ago, in my post on 2x10, that Ricky has been given a chance to prove what kind of friend he is right then and there... and, well, this wasn't exactly how I envisioned it, but it was nice. I think that's the word for it. Nice. Ricky is just too nice to do what I kept seeing in my fantasy. And Big Red is doubly too nice to do it. But I... I surprise myself sometimes with how aggressive I can get in defence of other people. Maybe it's better this way than my way.

Did that capital-B-witch just say what I thought I heard her say? Because there's no way she just said that. Also, 'sometimes people deserve a second chance'... well, yeah. And sometimes they don't, you... well, I don't use words like that, but you guys can put two and two together, right?

'I'd trade it all for this group right here tonight'... me too, Eej, me too. I'm not even going to pretend I'm not crying because, guess what, I'm bloody bawling my eyes out! I kind of stopped for a moment when you-know-who and her second-in-command came in, but now I'm crying again. I am so not ready to let these kids go.

So... they're dropping out? Just like that? Well, that was anticlimactic! But hey, I absolutely get it. That's the Wildcat spirit, after all, isn't it? They did win already. They won something that some of North High's students can never understand. And that's more important than just about anything. [side note: I've got to say I appreciate the fact that my boy Reddy is now able to joke about his opening night predicament. See, that's another thing I relate to. I go through the craziest stuff, and then I laugh and tell stories to anyone who will listen. And I think that's the best approach to that kind of stuff. I just wish I could be less dramatic about the little things, too. It seems to me it's easier to laugh about the big, serious stuff once it's over, but not about some things that most people would deem unworthy of their attention. But hey, I'm working on that. Also, this post is not supposed to be about me. Moving on.]

Bless Ashlyn and the fact that she's good at communication. Even if she's a little late. She's not too late yet. Portwell might still be saved.

No, Ricky, you so did not just call you-know-who! I will not stand for any of that. Unless it's to shut her off once and for all, in which case I say go for it and go full steam. But why do I get the feeling it's not going to be like that? Ok, never mind, let's set that one aside and focus on Portwell for a second.

Ok, that was... that was going to be so beautiful, and then they cut it off. Is Portwell about to be Redlyn 2.0? Oh well, if it really is, that isn't going to be so bad after all. But now all I can think about is... when are we getting the renewal? How am I supposed to sleep at night until we know for sure?

Not them making me cry with a BTS montage... as if I wasn't crying hard enough already. I'm not alone in the house, you guys! In fact, we're having a bunch of guests from overseas in... wait, I think they're at the door. I'm not ready for people! Not now. Pray for me, you guys! (In all seriousness, though, don’t pray for me. Pray for a season 3 announcement to come soon)

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silverypurple-rosedlions · 4 years ago

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𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟺𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶

𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚊'𝚜 𝚆𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐

TW// This content may contain sensitive topics that could upset you such as: strong language, violence, blood, gun and knife use, and possible deaths. Please continue at your own will and be cautious . . .

"Is everything organized as we requested?"

"For the millionth time, Boss. Everything is just as how you two imagined it. Not a single thing is out of place." Jihoon said, his hands behind his back as the room glowed gloriously.

"And the guests?" Jeonghan asked as his eyes took in the dream that had been pulled into reality, his hand rested on the white table.

"We... Still haven't received any replies after the invitation was sent." Jihoon responded.

"It's been a week since we've sent it out..." Jeonghan sighed, shifting his narrowed gaze to the shorter.

"Well, it is possible for them to be occupied, Boss. Besides. Although it is sad that only The Silver Lions, Marceline, and family members will be the only ones attending aside our members as a whole, it is still worth carrying out." Jihoon explained. The other breathed in, nodding as he collected himself. "It is your big day after all. Both Joshua and yours."

"I just... Don't feel right about this. For it being today."

"Don't become paranoid because the rest may not be available. Perhaps many are but the boys have refrained from telling you and Joshua." Jihoon suggested.

"Perhaps..."

Joshua looked into the mirror, staring at his reflection as Mingyu’s sister worked on his hair, styling it perfectly with a wide grin as the room was bustling with joy and excitement. But as he finished getting ready, the wedding close to beginning, Joshua couldn’t help but feel something tighten within him. His stomach churned, and he felt cold, unusually cold as if he was preparing for a bitter winter to begin as he sighed softly.

“Joshua Oppa, loosen up!” Mingyu’s sister giggled, patting his shoulders as the older blinked, swallowing the lump that had begun to build within his throat. “You look as if you have seen a ghost. And, that ghost is already waiting with the rest!”

Joshua laughed at the joke, but shook his head as he turned to face the younger girl, his head tilted. “I know, I know. I’m trying but…”

“Cold feet?”

“Oh! No, no. As much as I am nervous, no, anxious, I don’t have cold feet. I mean, I’ve been waiting for this moment for a while, so, of course not. And, we both really want this.”

“Then what’s the matter?” Another questioned, causing the two to shift their gaze towards the door that was opened, Minghao’s head peeking in as he had an eyebrow raised. “By the way, you look amazing, hyung,” He complimented as he entered, closing the door behind him.

“It’s just… I don’t know,” Joshua shifted, his dark brown eyes landing onto the bouquet of water lilies and white roses, staring at their pure white petals with furrowed brows. “Do you suppose this isn’t the perfect time? Not that long ago, we returned from the Bahamas, and, I don’t even know who else is attending since you said you’d keep it as a surprise,”

“You’re worrying your pretty little head over nothing, Oppa,” Mingyu’s sister snorted. Minghao chuckled, his head giving a slight jerk as he walked over, patting the older’s shoulder.

“It’s going to be perfect, hyung. Trust me. There’s no better time to do this after a nice time away to spend quality time with everyone. Especially when we had the pleasant surprise of another wedding that we’ll be attending soon when winter comes,” Minghao reassured.

“I-... I suppose so. But,” Joshua lifted his head, smiling at him with a raised eyebrow. “Can you at least tell me one friend of ours that is coming?”

“I don’t really think it’s necessary to have arranged seatings for everyone,” Wonwoo began, fixing his tuxedo as his gaze overlooked the entire dining room, appearing as if it were all made of gold and the purest of white material. But he snorted, picking up one of the nametags and showing it towards Mingyu. “Especially when you’ve put dear old Seungkwan with Seokmin and Soonyoung,”

“They need to fix that issue of theirs one way or another. Besides, who doesn’t miss their chemistry?” Mingyu responded, taking the nametag and placing it back down.

“I don’t,” Wonwoo joked as he ran his fingers through his silvery hair, his glasses glistening. “But let’s just hope they can behave at the very least with those who are attending.”

“They will, don’t worry. Not to mention, this is the literal golden couple who’s waited for this for a while and managed to reunite after two years, aaaand have a child. They wouldn’t even dream of ruining it unless they want to face Jeonghan hyung’s wrath,” Mingyu nudged, causing the other to roll their eyes playfully in response.

“That’s the last thing we’d want. But, where’s everyone?”

“They’re rolling in, didn’t you see?” Mingyu responded with a raised eyebrow, smoothing his suit.

“I’ve seen The Silver Lions, our members, and Marceline. But I haven’t seen anyone else like Kiki, Hendery, or Jennie.” Wonwoo noted peculiarly.

“I haven’t seen them as well. And I was sure that Arin and everyone would’ve already come in here by now. But, Jihoon hyung’s handling that, isn’t he?”

“I thought Minghao was,”

“Look at you being Jeonghan hyung’s best man!” Samuel grinned warmly as he hugged Seokmin, the other wrapping his arms tightly around the younger.

“I mean, who else would be?” Seokmin chuckled, grinning widely towards the boy they adored. “But I’m surprised you’d come, Sam! I thought your Done assigned you with a mission?”

“Oh, yeah. He did. But I got it done right away and came here on my motorcycle,” Samuel responded as they walked into the cathedral that was already filled with mafias. “You think I’d honestly miss their wedding? Our hyung’s big day?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Not at all!” Seokmin said as they greeted numerous people, bowing their heads as they walked towards the opened seats.

“Where’s everyone else?” Samuel questioned, eyeing the people.

“Who?”

“You know, everyone that we met or you’ve guys have met. Like Kiki and them, and your boyfriend! What’s his name… erm… Bacon Hyun?”

Seokmin snorted, laughing as he slapped his hand onto the younger’s back, shaking his head. “Bacon?! Samuel! His name is Baekhyun. He’s not a bacon, he’s a ghoul~”

“OH!” Samuel said, turning red from embarrassment as he laughed with him, hugging his stomach as he looked around. “My bad! But, yeah. Him and everyone else. Where are they?”

“I think they’re coming in shortly,” Seokmin responded. “I mean, we did receive replies from a good majority of them when the invitation was sent like, a week or so ago, so, we’ll see.”

“Are you sure? Cause, the wedding is about to start, hyung-”

"Wait... WHAT?!”

As Jeonghan stood at the altar, suppressing his sudden jerks and twitches, he took in the people sitting within the pews, tightening his grip on his hands. It wasn’t the feeling of claustrophobia, the amount there, or the fact that it was being held within a private, holy, chuch. But as he scanned over the people, no one they had initially invited were there. It was a cathedral filled with mafias with an exception of a vampiric woman sitting tall and proud. He didn’t see Jamie, someone who supported him and Joshua when the other was pregnant, he didn’t see his group and the others’ twins they had become family towards since the start, or their gracious Jiaqi, the boys’ soulmates that they adored and accepted . . . none of them. Although Jeonghan understood that there were other matters to attend to for everyone individually, the voices clung to him, whispering into his ear of the danger creeping into their blessed day.

As Joshua proceeded within the marvelous building, his heart leaping, he could only look towards Jeonghan, who stood at the altar with a large, sweet, and warm smile, his eyes softened. It was the Jeonghan that was buried deep below, the Jeonghan that Joshua first fell for. And for a moment, Joshua felt as if time froze, only to imprint such a memorable moment in his life that was all that he had ever wanted with Jeonghan. But his heart fell when his eyes shifted to find that none of their other friends had attended, the building only filled with the people belonging to them, or to The Silver Lions.

As Joshua and Jeonghan stood face to face, the Priest speaking, Seungcheol sighed softly within the sounds of sniffles, admiring the couple that would be wed before their very own eyes. Looking towards his right, he nudged Jihoon, whispering to the Consigliere. “Isn’t this marvelous? After 7 years, it’s finally becoming something I’ve only ever heard Jeonghan mumble under his breath about,”

“Indeed it is, Mr. Choi,” Jihoon responded.

“It’s alright to address me without the formality, Jihoon. We should be comfortable on such a grand day, shouldn’t we? Especially when it seems that The Purple Rose is flourishing with so many these days,” Seungcheol said, eyeing the new additions within the allied mafia.

“Actually, a good majority were unable to attend. At least those with Jeju Island,” Jihoon informed, a small smile blossoming on his face as they proceeded with the ceremony, nearing their vows.

“Oh, really?” Seungcheol raised an eyebrow, sitting straight with his hands folded on his legs. “Well, it seems like you’ve all been mingling with plenty,”

“I… beg your pardon? I thought they belonged with you,”

“Oh, no, no. I couldn’t possibly bring so many. They’re still adjusting with the new arrangements we made after the alliance was reinstalled.” Seungcheol said, slowly pausing as the two looked at each other. “But… if they’re not mine or your own…”

“I-...” Jihoon shifted in his seat, finding his in-ear piece as he cleared his throat, speaking with a dark and quiet voice. “Begin to have everyone evacuate immediately but subtly. This wedding’s been invaded,”

“And finally, do you, Hong Joshua Jisoo, take Yoon Jeonghan to . . .”

As Jeonghan and Joshua held their rings, waiting to slip them on the other’s fingers, tears forming in their eyes as joy, he noticed the shifting within the pews, the look of discomfort and concern slowly blossoming on their faces despite the smiles and the crinkles in their eyes. The shift of emotion poisoning the air was suffocating Jeonghan as he took Joshua’s hands, the other eyeing him peculiarly, likely observing the sudden change in expression.

"I do,"

"And do you, Yoon Jeonghan, take Hong Joshua Jisoo to-" And suddenly, Seokmin took Jeonghan’s arm tightly.

“We need to go,”

“Leave?”

“Immediately, hyung. There’s-”

Screams rippled through the cathedral, causing many to drop down within the pews to use them as protection as the sounds of gunshots thundered. Jeonghan immediately reached for Joshua, pulling him into his arms to protect him as they stumbled behind with the priest yelling. As the three hid, they heard glass shattering as wood was blasted off, splinters exploding.

“May The Purple Rose crumble, and their descendents turned to ashes!” A crowd bellowed, chanting it like a ceremony as Joshua curled within Jeonghan’s embrace, the other shuffling through his golden suit for his pistols.

“For once, can we not have some sort of peace!” Joshua yelled in frustration, before pushing Jeonghan onto his back as a chunk of the wooden altar broke as a round of bullets broke into it.

“No, it seems impossible,” Jeonghan growled with rage as they shifted, pressed side-by-side as they held their weapons within their hands tightly.

“Seems like some odd cult with that chanting of theirs,” Seokmin rolled his eyes as the room became a bloodbath.

“I did NOT plan for our wedding to be ruined!” Jeonghan snarled, nailing the intruders that held rage within their eyes.

“I know, and we’re all so sorry!” Minghao shouted in reply, grunting as both him, Soonyoung, and Mingyu shifted underneath a pew, kicking it up with their combined strength as it slammed against a group of men and women of the opposing group, forcing them down. “This could explain WHY no one else we invited didn’t come!”

“I’m sick of these people constantly meddling with everything. First, a group takes Jun and the Silver Lions’ members, another comes and nearly takes Joshua as a bargaining chip and nearly sends us into ruin,” Jihoon said through gritted teeth, his voice entering into the in-ear pieces as he attacked viciously, buying time for the rest to leave, “And now they’re ruining a fucking wedding!”

“You’re telling me,” Joshua threw his dagger, only to let out a gasp when he turned to find a man with a gun directed at him, only to fall lopsided as Jeonghan released his trigger, saving Joshua and pulling him up.

“Not that this is anything new, is it?” Jeonghan raised an eyebrow as he wrapped his arm around the other securely, helping to usher him out as the priest followed them, flabbergasted.

“I am now very thankful I let Vernon’s sister babysit Jane,” Joshua sighed as he ran with them, entering into the hall.

“Aren’t we all thankful?” Mingyu said as he followed the two, protecting them as they were being pursued.

“D-Does t-this m-mean w-we ne-ed to re-reschedule the we-wedding?!” The priest stammed frightfully, causing Jeonghan to scoff.

“You think we’d want to tie the knot without our loved ones here, and right when our wedding is ruined with an attempt to annihilate The Purple Rose?!”

“F-Fair. Fair, s-sir,”

As they burst through the doors, racing outside, all of them gasped and diverted to the right as cars pulled in, various men and women swinging their doors open and firing at them. Guiding the herd of startled sheeps and wolves, Jeonghan gritted his teeth as he left Joshua, handing him to Mingyu as he fell behind to Seungcheol, grabbed his arm.

“Alright. We’ve got to figure something out quickly before they shoot us down one by one,”

“I’ve got an idea,” Seungcheol replied, looking straight ahead before shifting his eyes to Jeonghan. “But you’re not going to like it,”

“But will it work?!”

“Fifty-fifty. At least, it’ll give you and Joshua the chance to get out of here first, and buy enough time with the shock,”

“I am NOT abandoning everyone here,”

“Don’t worry! All that matters right now is getting Joshua and you somewhere safe! Or at least to where the two of you planned to spend your honeymoon! Delilah has already arranged for backup, and they’re fast on their way. I’ll remain here with the rest until then. But you need to work with me on this. Especially Marceline,”

"Wonwoo's hit! He's been hit twice!" Someone shouted, Jihoon's heart racing as Wonwoo was jerked up, blood blossoming on his back and within his thin as the other yelled in pain, teeth gritted.

"CLIFF!"

"THEN DIVER-" Before Jihoon could bellow a direction, dirt was kicked up, causing them to curse and protect their eyes as tires screeched and the bullets rained. Before they knew it, they were at the cliff's edge, surrounded by various people standing and panting, or others stepping out of the cars, armed.

Cursing and mumbling in despair, everyone began to huddle together, becoming a clump of wait remained of them. But too many were injured to create a quick divergent, and there was no other escape or way to attack in their weapons dull, and their guns emptied. Standing firmly at the head of them was Jeonghan and Seungcheol, their heads held high despite the obvious: They were the prey, completely at their disposal. There was no such thing as mercy.

And slowly, they fell into despair . . .

"You know... I thought I'd make it to the day we got to see Junhui's wedding at least, ya know? I actually tried not to make such a mess..."

"Seokmin, don't say such things." The other whispered.

"We're cornered. We have NOTHING, and our guns are now empty." Seungkwan growled.

"We stand strong!" Soonyoung responded firmly, but his hands trembled.

"I didn't even get to give Arin her gift... I didn't want to just have her have my hoodie and heart only..." Mingyu sighed, lowering his head with his arms outstretched. "Heck, even Wonwoo hyung never confessed crap yet,"

"I was planning to take Jiwon on a date... I was gonna bring her to the paint room because I finally cleaned it for the two of us, right when the hyungs' went to their honeymoon..." Minghao said, his head twitching as Jun held him by the shoulder tightly. "Instead, we got tricked.."

"T-This can't be it, hyungs!" Samuel said. "There's got to be another way!"

"Samuel... I don't think we can get out of this like before." Chan admitted with despair. "At the very least... We stand together, yeah?" Chan sighed as Seungcheol ruffled his hair, nodding with a look no one could have described it with.

"Seokmin-ah... I'm sorry. Seungkwan and I are sorry for everything. We're sorry we fell apart because of something so stupid..."

"It's okay... I'm sorry too, Soonyoung hyung and Seungkwan-ah..." Seokmin sniffled, wrapping his arms around the two, who patted his back.

"MAY THE PURPLE ROSE CRUMBLE! THEIR DESCENDANTS TURNED TO ASHES FOR THEIR HAYNES CRIMES! AND MAY THEIR ALLIES PERISH ALONG SIDE THE DEMONS THEMSELVES!"

"Not. Yet." Jeonghan growled, holding Joshua close to him. "At least, we won't let you have the benefit of taking down the most diabolical mafias here, you pieces of shit."

"Careful of that mouth of yours, you monster," A woman spat, cocking her gun. Many shifted, Joshua gripping onto Jeonghan tightly, ready to turn in front of him hadn't the other held onto him firmly. "This is karma for the terror you have brought! You don't deserve to live!"

"You're right." Jeonghan smiled subtly, eyeing them all with narrowed eyes. "I'm nothing but a monster who should've tied every time I was on the brink of death. But I defy it all,"

"Not this time. No one here will ever live and take that beloved crown of horrors from that fucked head of yours!" A man snarled.

"Fine." Jeonghan grimaced. "But, allow me to have the benefit of ending The Purple Rose before your eyes, and take my life as a married man. I'm sure you're more human than me to allow such a thing?"

"Jeonghan, what are you doing?" Joshua said with large, round eyes as the other sighed, taking his hands as they were pushed towards the edge of the cliff, holding each other desperately.

"Completing everything as planned, yeah?" Jeonghan said as his head jerked, his twitching nearly uncontrollably due to suppressing for far too long. "The priest, please..."

Joshua stared at Jeonghan with glistening eyes, shaking as he held Jeonghan's hands tightly, staring at him for what appeared would be the last time he would do such a thing.

"Do you take Hong Joshua Jisoo as yours... T-To love and cherish, through sickness and health, through hardships, until death do you part?" The priest gulped. And as Jeonghan and Joshua slipped their rings shakily onto each other's fingers, intertwining them as Joshua's lips trembled, sobbing.

"I do."

"Then... you may kiss the groom,"

And as Jeonghan wrapped his arms around Joshua, kissing him patiently as cries filled the air, others gagging in repulse, Jeonghan whispered against Joshua's lips.

"Do you trust me?"

"Always, you sloth," Joshua sniffled softly, running his fingers through the locks he's touched over a billion times.

"Then don't let go. No matter what happens. Don't let go..." Jeonghan whispered, wrapping his arms around Joshua's waist, the other looking at him with overflowing love and sadness, nodding as he held onto his husband tightly.

Facing them as The Purple Rose and The Silver Lions rose their heads high, tears rolling down their cheeks as they stood firmly together, Jeonghan raised his voice, his eyes shifting to the sky, closing them as a smile blossomed on his face.

"May The Purple Rose continue to thrive! The group you fear at night will forever stand! The forgotten and the disgraced welcomed to the outstretched arms of their brothers and sisters of the damaged!" Jeonghan bellowed, causing what seemed to be hundreds of men and women to boo and scream in defiance as he opened his eyes. "AND MAY THE YOON FAMILY LIVE FOREVERMORE WHILE YOU ALL PERISH FOR YOUR FOOLISHNESS!"

And as those alongside them roared along to honor them, Jeonghan took a step back, bringing Joshua with him. And then, backwards they went, over the cliffs edge that caused screams of horror, another round of bullets raining down upon them as screams of agony echoed through the air.

But as The Purple Rose and The Silver Lions raced to the edge to watch as the newlywed vanished, they dropped to the ground in huddles, waiting for each to lay in pools of blood . . .

One

one . . .

But no one had done so. Instead, it was the opposing group that cried in dismay as they were the ones to face gruesome deaths. As the cars ignited to life, the firing continuing to rage down upon them, everyone looked around them, beginning to stand together as their members closed in on those surrounding them, gunning them down viciously. The Silver Lions sighed in relief, hugging and letting each other. But everyone crowded the edge of the cliff, peering over in search for the newlywed couple, but who died within each other's arms.

However, as they looked over, they all howled with relief and happiness when they found the unbelievable.

Marceline, the vampire, was hovering within the air with her arms wrapped securely around Joshua, even to the point her nails nearly tore into the fabric to ensure he wouldn't slip. But that was the issue: Only Joshua was there.

"JOSHUA HYUNG! MARCELINE!" Mingyu yelled.

"YOU'RE- HOW- WHERE'S JEONGHAN?!" Jihoon bellowed.

As they looked desperately to Joshua and Marceline, tears were rolling down their eyes, both a sickly pale as they stared up at them in dismay. Joshua couldn't utter a word, too shocked as he trembled uncontrollably in Marceline's arms. The vampire slowly shook her head, chocking on her words.

"He..." Marceline sniffled, rising to the boys as she handed Joshua to them. "H-He... I couldn't reach him in time..." Marceline admitted as the bullets subsided. "He got shot... I-In the chest... We... We fumbled b-because it set him f-farther away... and then he... He pushed Joshua to me as he dropped.."

Screams and cries of dismay rippled through the crowd, mourning as the cruel truth was revealed to them of the man. But the worse cry erupted from Joshua, breaking out from the state of shock as he dropped onto the ground, gripping the edge as he sobbed uncontrollably.

"H-He can't... He can't be dead," Seungcheol stumbled back, his eyes scanning everyone as his heart clenched.

"Someone find his body." Jihoon stated sternly, but he trembled, tears stinging his eyes, but he refused to cry among them without doing a thorough check. "We gather inside the cathedral and tend to the injured... And then we decide a temporary time to go offline and relocate..."

As everyone stumbled into the cathedral, Wonwoo being carried and placed within a room among those wounded, The Purple Rose was nothing but a cluster of frightful, mourning, and sick people. The slowly unraveled before The Silver Lions, too distraught as they all snapped due to their shocking loss.

"He's not dead. He's not dead. He's not dead..." Seokmin repeated in denial, rocking back and forth in his chair. Beside him, Minghao and Jun were mumbling under their breathes, refusing to be touched by anyone else as they cried in dismay, one covering their mouth, the other shaking their head with their hands over their ears. Mingyu sat within a chair in the corner, head dropped into his hands as he breathed in and out shakily. Jihoon paced back and forth, speaking with The Silver Lions' Underboss, Soonyoung, to discuss their plan. And Joshua was curled up, sobbing as he hugged himself, shaking his head as Seungcheol whispered softly to him, comforting him in whatever way he could.

But nothing could comfort Joshua that his husband, the lover of his life and the father to their daughter, was finally dead . . .

The rest survived. But death had claimed not just their brothers and sisters, but their leader.

"We pack everything once we return home... Everyone has been broken into groups, and their temporary place to remain until further notice is being arranged..."

"What about Jane?"

"She'll stay with Vernon's family until Joshua is safely within his temporary location, and we ensure it is safe to have her with any of us."

"How long will this take?... Can we not see each other once we separate?"

"I... We advise you not to. You're not ordered to not do so, but... For your safety and everyone else's, please don't."

"What about... The reset..."

"No!... Nothing of that... Not yet."

"Not until someone puts a bullet in their head, right?... Right?!"

"Minghao, please..."

"...That will be all. Until then... I wish everyone the best of luck... And may Jeonghan rest in peace."

"May he rest in peace..."

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chlodani · 4 years ago

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This is my next smau. It's a Harry Potter smau. Neville X F.!Reader pairing. There's a bit of Fred X F.!Reader pairing in here. There's also Neville X Fred X F.!Reader. Title:A Muggle's Love Story

Trigger warning: Slight swearing! Mentions of sex! Will be mentions of rape! Slight abuse! If you are sensitive to these things read at your own risk! Major Fred X F.!Reader fluff!

Y/n was a muggle brought into the world of magic, at a very young age. She didn't know how to handle it. And with her older sister, her guardian being the only one who could take care of her, it proved to be difficult for her with her sister being the Defense Against The Dark Arts professor, and her having to live in the world of magic. She feels a little left out, seeing as both her sisters, her older and her younger, - her twin - are wizards and she is not. But that all disappears when she meets the one person who helped her realize not everything is about that. And it's not all its cracked up to be. Neville was there for her since she was young and they became the best of friends. However, as they got older they realized their feelings were more for each other than they even orginally thought. But what happens when Neville finally has the courage and another man tries to swoop in and take him from her?

Special Edition Part 4. . .

Y/n's P.O.V.

A devious smile passed me as a thought came to my head. I quickly took Fred's phone from him, hiding it underneath my leg. Fred smiled as he looked at me. My stomach jumped as he rested his arm on my stomach. I couldn't stop smiling as I looked at him.

"You think I can't get that?" Fred challenged.

"I didnt think you'd wanna touch my ass, just to get it," I told him not being able to stop smiling.

He chuckled.

"Try me sweetheart,"

I chuckled softly as I held his hand, locking our fingers.

"You weren't paying enough attention to me,"

All he did was smile.

"You want me to pay attention to you?"

"Yes,"

Fred chuckled. He pulled me closer to him, starting to tickle me. That's one of the things I hate the most, but I couldn't help but to laugh. I tried to scramble away from him, but he wouldn't let me. It got so bad, I ended up on his lap completely. He had one of his hands on my back and the other arm over my legs. We were just staring into each others eyes. I never noticed how gorgeous his eyes were until now. They may be brown, but he's gorgeous. How and why do I have to love him as much as I love Neville? Without knowing what we were doing at the moment, Fred had his hand on the side of my neck and our lips were pressed together. Immediately we both started to move them along the others in sync. He held me tighter as he pressed his lips to mine even harder, kissing me even more passionately. A soft gentle moan left me as we kissed. The only thought that went through my head at this moment was that I wanted him. All I wanted was him. Just as I put my hands on the sides of his neck, he gently pulled away. Way to make it awkward.

"So, uh, where's your bottle of Fire Whiskey?" I asked him casually looking away from him.

I could feel his boner as I sat on him. If I'm being honest, it actually turned me on.

"I have a bottle in the kitchen cupboard, right above the sink," Fred answered almost in an awkward way.

I stood from his lap, walking over to the kitchen. I couldn't stop thinking of our kiss as I took the bottle and poured us some in a couple of wine glasses.

"So, are you sure you're okay hon?" Fred asked me curiously concerned.

As I walked back to the couch I responded:

"Yes, - I just - I'm not so sure I can face Neville if there really is another girl that he likes."

I sat down on the couch next to him, as I handed him a glass.

"Well, like I said, that would be his loss for letting go of someone so precious and valuable. And for hurting you I'll kick his ass,"

A soft smile passed me. I gently took hold of Fred's hand.

"Na, dont do that - I just need you there for me,"

Fred locked our fingers together.

"I always will be,"

"I know, -"

I took a sip from my glass.

"I remember when Neville and I met, - We were eleven, and he was the first person I noticed-"

7 Years Earlier. . .

I stood next to this really cute kid. He had dark brown hair, and light hazel eyes. He had cute chubby cheeks. And he was adorable and chubby. I could tell he was nervous as he looked at me. Which made him even more adorable. I gestured to the empty gap between him and another student.

"Is this seat taken?" I asked him politely.

He said nothing as he gestured next to him. I smiled as I sat down next to him. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"I'm Y/n Moon," I said to him as I held my hand out to him.

He was nervous as he held my hand to shake it.

"I'm N-Neville L-Longbottom," he spoke nervously.

I chuckled at how cute he is.

"Awe, you're shy, that's so cute! - We can be friends if you want,"

He smiled at me as he nodded. Awe! He is so cute.

Present Day. . .

As I traced my thumb over the design on the glass in my hand, a tear slipped from my eye. Fred gently put his fingers underneath my chin, turning my face to him. He cupped my face with his hand, as he used his thumb to wipe away the tears.

"Forget about that dumbass, - If he doesnt want you, that's on him. There is nothing wrong with you sweetheart," Fred said to me trying to be encouraging.

I said nothing as he looked directly into my eyes. I wanted to kiss him again so bad. And he knew it. He moved his hand away. Shivers ran through me as he let his hand rest on my leg, a little closer to thigh. I couldn't help but to stare at his long slender fingers, and wonder how good he really was with his fingers and hands. I let myself think about his hands roaming all over my body. I found myself lightly biting my lip. I didn't even realize that Fred was staring at me until he moved his hand. I honestly felt so embarrassed.

"Do you remember how we met?" Fred asked me.

I softly laughed. I took another sip from my glass.

"How could I not? You were so damn confident, I couldn't help but to be attracted to you," I said to him.

He chuckled.

"I think Neville was pretty pissed though," he stated.

I laughed softly.

7 Years Earlier. . .

I smiled as this really cute, red haired, brown eyed guy sat next to me. I couldn't help but to look at him. He was smiling as he stared into my eyes.

"Hey cutie, I'm Fred Weasley, what's your name?" Fred asked confidently.

"I'm Y/n Moon," I replied not being able to stop smiling.

"So, are you gonna need someone to show you around? Get used to the school?" He asked me in a hopeful tone.

"Well, -"

I pointed to Neville.

"Neville said he was gonna show me around, at least what he's already been shown,"

I could see the disappointment cross his eyes.

"Oh, -"

He stood from the bench.

"Well, I hope you enjoy yourself,"

I actually didnt want him to leave. I quickly and boldly grabbed onto his arm. A surprised look crossed him as he turned to look at me.

"Would you like to come with us?"

He didnt know what to say for a moment. He smiled as he sat back down.

"I'd love to,"

I smiled as the three of us started talking.

Present Day. . .

Fred and I both chuckled.

"You're boldness really surprised me, and you had me hooked from that moment," Fred said to me.

"You had me hooked from the moment you sat down next to me," I said to him trying to one up him.

He put his hand on my leg once again. I felt my stomach slightly jump. I still want him. I took a nice big drink of my Fire whiskey.

"So, how does your heritage work anyway? I've always been curious and you've never really explained it?" Fred asked me curiously.

"Well, Adelina is my half sister, Luna and Jami are my real sisters. I mean obviously Jami's my sister, we're twins. But our fathers were different. Adelina's father was a wizard, just like our mother. Mother ended up falling in love with a muggle and she got pregnant from him. She got pregnant with twins, and Jami inherited from mother's side and they think I got being a muggle from my father,"

I sighed. He knew I thought I wasn't good enough for either him or Neville because I was a muggle. While him and Neville are both pure bloods. Fred softly took my hand, looking into my eyes. He moved closer to me. He took my hand to his lips, kissing my fingers softly.

"I dont care that you're a muggle - You are the most amazing person I know. - You're unique in your own way. - Every single day I fall in love with you all over again. Every single time I look at you. - Every single time I'm with you - Honestly if I could have anyone, I would want it to be you,"

I could feel a blush rising to my cheeks. I slightly looked away from him.

"Oh Fred - Stop -" I trailed off.

He smiled satisfied.

"Why? - "

Fred moved closer. So close I could feel his chest rest against my arm. I could feel my body shivering. I still want him. And it's taking all my strength not to tell him right here, right now that I want him and that I want him now. He moved his face closer to my ear, slightly breathing on the edge of it.

"Afraid you'll fall in love with me even more?" He asked in a soft whisper.

I let out a soft breath not being able to help myself. Fred gently turned my face to him. He had the softest look in his eyes. I knew he wanted to kiss me again, but he was hesitant. It was almost as if he was begging me without words. I could feel the fire whiskey working within me and I honestly loved it. I wasn't thinking so much of Neville. It was just Fred. I couldn't help myself, so I smashed my lips onto his and I kissed him passionately. I knew he loved it, but he was being as cautious as he possibly could be. I knew he was. I wanted him close to me. And he knew I did. I didn't even have to say it. He pulled away again. I protested quietly.

"Y/n, why don't we just talk?" Fred suggested.

I sighed. Though he still held onto my hand. I took another sip from my glass.

"How did you meet Hannah again?" Fred asked me casually.

"It was at Hogwarts, Adelina wanted me to tag along with her class, so I went. And I was happy because I got to be with Neville, -"

"Or as I say, 'He who shall not be named'" Fred spoke.

I chuckled as I gently punched his arm.

"He was fine at the time, - Anyway, Adelina was talking with Hagrid at the time and Draco had decided he wanted to be a dick to me, -"

A smile passed me as I thought of Neville.

"It was actually quite adorable, Neville tried to stick up for me, but he was also still really shy, so when Draco shot him down he shut up real quickly. Hannah noticed how Draco was being to me and she stepped in. She stood up for me and she apologized for him. Apparently she's known Draco pretty much all her life and she hates the fact that Draco can be such an ass sometimes. Though he's settled down quite a bit as he's gotten older, so, I guess it's not that big of a deal. That day that Hannah stood up for me, we became instant friends and she started hanging with me and Neville. That's the day you met her,"

"Well, you guys are pretty close,"

"Yeah, -"

I smiled.

"Hannah's great, - And she's always there when I need her. Just like Jami, Luna, and Adelina. My three sisters,"

Fred moved a piece of hair from my face, again looking into my eyes.

"Dont forget about me," he said to me softly.

He took the drink in my hand and set it on the coffee table in front of us. All I could do was look at him, as he rested his hand on the side of my face. I held onto his hand with him, as I lightly moved my lips to kiss the palm of his hand.

"I could never - I honestly wouldn't know what to do without you," I told him.

"You'll never have to find out,"

He looked into my eyes just staring into them. I knew what he wanted and he knew what I wanted. Though he was still hesitant.

"I wanna kiss you so bad," Fred said to me softly.

"Fred -"

I put my hand on the side of his neck.

"Please do," I pleaded.

"But -"

I could almost feel tears in my eyes.

"Fred, - Please,"

He sighed softly in defeat. In a gentle motion he pressed our lips together and very lightly started to kiss me. He added the passion, only slightly. I knew he was hesitant. I didn't want him to be, but I knew he was. And I didnt think there was anything I could do to change that.

To Be Continued. . .

Special Edition Part 5 Coming Soon. . .

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najatheangel · 4 years ago

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Hello! I saw some of the ships youre doing, and thought they were fantastic. I was wondering if I could request a date with BTS ship? I'm quiet until I get to know someone, but then I open up, and can be very funny and sarcastic. Im usually the mom friend, and I've been told I have a very calming presence, as well as give great advice, but I also love to joke around, and be playful. My ideal type is usually someone good at communication, but who knows when to let loose, and when to be serious. Someone I can have a conversation with, but also tease. I also need someone who I can trust, and can help me calm down, as I have an anxiety disorder. I'm sorry this is getting so long, I tend to ramble. I'm very cuddly, and like affection but understand when people don't. Ideally for a date, id honestly be fine with anything, but I love being outside, or watching movies, or listening to music. Id honestly just want something where we could have fun, but can still talk and get to know each other. If possible could it end with some slight smut/ fluff? I hope you're having an absolutely amazing day, and are doing well!

Hello my dear, thanks so much for telling me about yourself, I think I know exactly who I’m going to ship you you with. Your so patient, here’s your ship...

The member your going on a date with is...Taehyung

His outfit for the date:

Your outfit for the date:

How it all started: You’ve just bought your record player for you and your roommate to share for her 21st birthday and you were on a trip to buy some new songs to play on the record player. Your roommate was out with her boyfriend as usual which really annoys you sometimes when she has him over 3x a day having their boom boom sessions in her room every night.

You just needed a break and you preferred to spend some quality time alone shopping or walking around the beautiful city of Hong Kong admiring the scenery. Another part of you wanted to meet a special someone sometime soon. After finishing school, moving to a different country and have a small friend circle, but one thing was missing, a love interest to keep you company.

You’ve entered the local record store that was five minutes away from your apartment and the smile on your face creeped immediately when you saw that they still had your favorite artist records still in stock. You’ve ended up noticing one of your neighbors that have recently moved in walking around the store tapping his feet along the music in the store, which made you pause and stare at him with heart eyes. The neighbor’s name, you guessed it...Kim Taehyung.

He first moved in next door with his 6 other roommates to focus on his music career in South Korea with his band Bts. Your crush on him didn’t blossom until your roommate invited him over one time (since she’s dating Jeon Jungkook) to pick up her boyfriend since he was too drunk off his ass to leave. He noticed you and smiled while carrying his tired friend next door saying “I’m so sorry about him. He partied a little too hard huh?” Ever since he noticed you that day, you both would only exchange smiles and “hello” and “good nights” to each other.

After keeping your head in the clouds daydreaming about that memory, you’ve snapped out of it immediately once you noticed his hand touching yours holding the same record you were going to purchase.

Y/N: Oh my god, I’m sorry about that, you can have it. Smiles blushing handing the record to him.

Taehyung: smirks. Oh that’s alright, I was just looking anyway. I didn’t know you listen to Labrinth? His new album was amazing wasn’t it? Looks at you speechless and then looks to the side coughing. Well it was nice bumping into you here, see you around y/n...

“He’s so gorgeous, it’s now or never girl”. Those were your friends words whispering in your head. You were nervous shaking in your boots, but you knew it was time to make moves. All of a sudden your body moved on it’s own holding on to the sleeve of his jacket and he turned around immediately with wide eyes.

Taehyung: What’s wrong y/n? You can have the cd if you want, I know how much you love him..

Y/N: No no, that’s alright. Actually clears throat. I was wondering if you wanted to share that cd with me at my place and we can listen to it together?

Taehyung: Oh, actually that sounds like fun. While we’re at it, let’s eat something before we head there. Offers you to link your arm with him. Oh and don’t worry about buying that, my treat.

Y/N: Giggles linking arms with him walking towards the register. Wow if I knew this was this easy, I would’ve done this a long time ago.

The date spots: Street Food Market/Apartment

Street Food Market: After a long day of browsing in the music store, what a way to start the night with walking around trying new foods at the street food market.

Taehyung was holding your hand like it felt natural. You weren’t the best with crowds so he allowed you to cling close to him as much as possible. He preferred it that way, because little did you know, he formed a little crush on you too.

For the main course you guys taste tested different Korean BBQ and tebokki from different food stands. A lot of people were giving packs of meat out for free, because ya know He’s V from Bts.

Market Lady 1: Here my dear just take it. I appreciate all the music you’ve made it changed my life.

Market Lady Husband: Share with the special lady too, she deserves it. Here’s some veggie wraps too and cook a good meal together.

You and Taehyung look at each other flustered, but you just decided to take their offer and take some free food home.

You guys even shared some donuts together couple feeding each other. A lot of people around the market admired you two together and were hyping you up in the background.

Y/N: Taehyung, say ahh. Attempts to feed him, but teases him by biting it. Mmmm.

Taehyung: Ohh so it’s like that. Crossing his arms fake pouting. Tears the big piece of the other end of the donut eating the whole thing with cheeks stuffed. Laughs uncontrollably.

After chasing him for almost an hour around the street for that donut, you both decide to do your shopping at one more store to get matching glasses. You decide to take some mirror couple like pictures with Tae on to send to your roommate messing around.

First few pictures were cute and friendly, but the last few got flirty really fast. You and Taehyung started looking at each other completely forgetting what’s around you and starts leaning in sharing a short, but sweet kiss.

Y/N: I can’t believe you kissed me! Holding your cheeks together looking at the mirror, but Taehyung of all a sudden turns you around to face him with a serious look on your face.

Taehyung: I have to tell you something, but it has to be back at the dorm. Starts winking at you and walks out the store holding your hand all cool.

Your Apartment: Taehyung on way home has been quiet, but very cuddly against you. You didn’t exactly know what to say either after he left you speechless in the store.

You unlocked the door and immediately set down your bags putting the food in the fridge and playing the new Labrinth album on the record player.

He was leaning on the couch looking at you just in awe as you do your little dance dance to the music. He licks his lips as the tension gets thicker.

Y/N: Didn’t you have something to tell me? Your getting a little off track... Sits next to him on the couch putting your hand on his thigh.

Taehyung: chuckles Oh yeah that’s right. Instead of telling you, why don’t I just show you.

He stands up all of a sudden switching the cd on the record player to a song that he has been working on and playing it off the record player singing it to you.

He lifts your body off the couch slow dancing with you as the song almost ends. The last lyrics hit you and you start shedding tears.

You learned that all along Taehyung has had a crush on you too and have been waiting for the right moment to spend time with you. His says last words before you give him your answer.

Taehyung: Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?

Y/N: Stands on your tippy toes kissing him romantically. Yes yes 1000x yes.

The kisses slowly turn from soft to sexy real fast. He pushes you against the wall in your room sliding his hands under your shirt.

Y/N: W-wait. Let’s close the door just in case.

Taehyung: continues multitasking by kissing you and kickstart the door closed by blocking out all the noises.

Aftermath: As expected you and Taehyung tied the knot last night and he ended up laying next to you holding you on his arms. All of a sudden you hear a knock at the door and two voices of your roommate and Jungkook saying...

Roomate Jamie: Heyy y/n it’s time to get up, it’s Saturday let’s go out to eat.

She knocked two times, three times, but still no answer.

Jungkook: Jamie let’s just open the door and wake her up.

Jamie opens the door and slides the cover off your body and has the most shock look on her face when she sees Taehyung playing with your hair.

Jamie: When in the hell did this happen? Baby come in here and look at these two.

After hours of explaining how you and Taehyung ended up together, both Jamie and Jungkook screams “Finallyyy” and giggles looking at the both of you so proud.

Jungkook: So now that you both finally made it official, why don’t we start our double date today? Pats Taehyung’s back.

Taehyung: Only if my sweetheart is okay with it. Looks at you holding your hand caressing it.

Everyone looks at you anc you nod smiling. Your friends squeal all excited and hugs each other.

Jamie: Ummm, and put some clothes on you freaky little lambs. Sticks her tongue out at you.

You throw the pillow at her as she walks out the room with Jungkook leaning her head on his shoulder.

Taehyung looks at you lovingly smiling like a precious angel. All of a sudden he tickles you and gives you one last soft kiss on the lips.

Taehyung: We seriously gotta get up, they’ll get made if we’re late. Let’s take a shower together to make this faster. Wiggled his eyebrows jokingly and you hit his chest laughing.

Y/N: Fine, but you better not try to pull anything while we’re in there. Five minutes...

You both get up chasing each other in your room as he grabs your clothes and you both played with each other until it was time to go.

@kim-jias-den Thanks so much for requesting my dear. I think I’m going to go rest my hands now lol, but I hope you enjoyed this ship. ✨✨💖💖

#submission #kpop ships #idol date ship #date with an angel #date scenario #bts ship #bts fluff #Bts slight smut #Bts #Taehyung #date with idol ship

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vinnymauro-chenzomauro · 8 years ago

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Can we see some of your writing? You don't have to post it if you want.

Sure, here you go. It’s from a fan fiction, if you don’t mind:“I’m Vinny. I can feel what you’re feeling right now. I can feel the feelings of this entire room. Very tense. Very, very tense. I can also influence feelings as well. The only cool thing about me is that I’m part dragon. I’m the last of my kind,” The smallest male said. He was about 5’5” with shoulder length light-ish brown hair. He had light hazel, greyish eyes that looked almost snake-like as they shifted under certain lights. He had a slight tan from being in the sun so much, as I presume. His smile was as bright as, if not brighter, than the sun. He wiggled his nose like a bunny and looked to the guy Andy introduced as Chris.“I’m Chris Cerulli or Motionless whichever you prefer. I’m a vampire,” The tallest one smiled at me and showed vampire-like teeth. He was tall and lanky with jet black hair that looked like that of a dog’s when you give it a bath, greasy and messy all at the same time. Behind him were four or five others just like him.“I’m Joshua Balz. B-A-L-Z is how you spell my last name. I know, I know, you can tease me about it but that’s my real last name. There’s no getting around it now that the government has fallen due to that douchebag president, Donald trump. All of my friends call me just plain Balz. I am just really strong,” A bald, tattooed man said, stepping out from behind Chris. A woman stepped out from behind him. She was just as tattooed as him. “This is my wife Ryan-Ashley, she’s just a normal human being.” “I’m Ryan. I’m normal too,” A man with dark black hair and piercing brown eyes told me. He smiled as a woman stepped out from behind Ryan. She was a little heavier set with straight brown hair and piercing blue eyes. She had an amazing smile and she seemed nice enough. “This is my girlfriend Samantha. But you all can call her Sammie.”“I’m just a normal person as well. My name is Richard Olson, people call me Ricky. But only my friends can call me Ricky,” This man had the same piercing blue eyes as Sammie. He was small and lanky. Ricky had dark hair with blonde roots. He looked around the warehouse and tapped his foot against the ground.“Come on Rick, stop being so nervous. This place is amazing and Phoenix seems like a nice enough woman. Come on Rick, calm down or do I have to calm you down?” Vinny shot a glare at Rick and he stopped, straightening up. I flinched at the sound of the word woman.“Phoenix is actually one of our male members. He’s an amazing warrior and can not transition because of the war. He was going to transition once but the hospital we were at was ransacked by a whole bunch of criminals on their way to Seattle a few years back. But he’ll get his transition one day. We’re sure of that. But for now, he’s an amazing, bigender soul with the body of a much more feminine person,” Jinxx wrapped an arm around my waist and I nodded lightly. The group nodded back and smiled.“I’m Devin Sola. I can see and hear ghosts. That’s why my friends call me Ghost. You guys can call me Ghost as well. Actually, I’m like Phoenix, except I want to be a female. So if you would be so kind and use feminine pronouns for me pease,” A small-ish man with a whole bunch of Tim Burton tattoos waved at me. I nodded and looked at all of them. They were all seemingly good people and I hoped for the best that they didn’t have to stay here long, a large crowd around me is never a good idea.“So, what’s your story bodyguards? It seems like all of you have a story that you want to tell,” I walked them over the a set of tables and chairs. Balz pushed the heavy-they were roughly a hundred pounds of industrial strength steel-tables together. He brought up all of the chairs necessary for my new bodyguards plus Jinxx and I. We all sat down in unison and I waited for someone to start the story. Finally Chris opened his mouth to speak. “We came here all the way from Canada, originally from Pennsylvania. We were sheltered by the Wild Ones up there. To be quite honest, I don’t know why I chose Canada, I just did. It seemed like the best option for us. We could be tracked down through CODIS and NDIS or some software like that. I couldn’t take that risk, so all of our fingerprints have been burned off. All of us escaped, and are escaping, persecution in Pennsylvania. I was going in for charges of murder. Apparently I had killed a police officer while trying to escape the psychiatric ward I was in. Balz and Ryan Ashley were going in for assault. They had apparently beat up a woman who had been calling Ryan Ashley names all night,”“She called me a cunt and a bitch what else was I supposed to do? Just walk away? I had to do something. So, I decked her in the face. There is no apparently about it. I decked her and it meant something. That whore deserved it. She even called Balz a fucking freak of nature. I didn’t need that skank bringing my baby down. He was a world champion weight lifter. He’s not a freak of nature. He’s my pumpkin and finance,” Ryan Ashley interjected and Chris rolled his eyes.“Can I continue my story hot stuff? Or do you want to tell it,” Chris bared his fangs and hissed lowly, like an angered cat. Ryan Ashley shrinked up and went quiet. Balz stood up slightly and Chris hissed at him as well. His eyes became red and snakelike. “Why do you have to talk to her like that, Chris? Do you really hate her that much,” Balz looked at Chris and Vinny made a gesture. Chris and Balz went misty eyed before they sat back down in their respective chairs. Even Ryan Ashley went momentarily misty eyed. Jinxx widened his eyes and nodded a bit. Like he was making a mental note of something.“As I was saying, Ryan was going to trial for assaulting a police officer. Both Ricky and Ghost were picked up on prostitution and murder. Vinny was picked up for some random drug charges. F.E.A.R was ready to prosecute all of us for crimes we didn’t commit,” Chris paused for a moment, looking between Ghost and Ricky. “Hey, it’s not my fault I’m fucking sexy as all hell,” Ghost licked her lips sexily and leaned forward. Her ample breasts sat on the table, spilling out of her shirt and onto the table. The were tattooed and beautiful. From my position at the table I could see that Jinxx had pitched a tent.“That you are baby, that you are. You’re gorgeous. You’re a modern day Aphrodite. Now let Chris tell his story sweetie. These kind people need to know our story,” Ricky touched her hand and smiled. She went quiet, shifting in her seat a little bit. Clearly they had some type of sexual or romantic relationship going on.“Well, all of us except for Ghost and Ricky were accused of crimes we hadn’t committed. They were actually selling their bodies to random Johns and Janes. The Janes loved watching Ghost and Ricky go at it,” Chris sighed and looked to the pair again.“It was demeaning Chris. It was absolutely disgusting. Women like that should not be fertilizing our relationship. Real male loving males do not need that in their lives. We do not need that or women loving women. We are not some fangirl’s little wet dream,” Ricky pulled Ghost to his side. “It may look like we’re straight, but when we first met, Ghost was not in the form she was now. But we were happy and those cunts used her…illness, or whatever they want to say instead of using the word transgender, as a way to jack off. It was disgusting.”“Anyways, we were a relatively good band before all of this happened. We’d like to think that we were going to become mainstream. We called ourselves Motionless In White. We were going down the drain for a while, that’s why Rick and Ghost turned to prostitution. Our entire house was raided for evidence. Luckily, we salvaged a few thousand of our CDs before the police raided the studio. We’ve been selling them on the road for money and we’ve been recording up in Canada. We’ve been working a new album up there in our spare time. It’s an album for Valentine’s Day, songs for our lovely partners. Jamie and Gaia were taken too soon from us. They were killed way too soon for any of our likings. Jamie was killed in a car crash. She was luckily killed on impact. We were so glad that she didn’t have to suffer through any pain. Gaia was trampled to death by some crazed fans. It’s not like we couldn’t control our fans. It’s just that Gaia was accidently pulled into the mosh pit and everything went downhill from there. It happened so quickly, too. I-I mean we- had no time to react. W couldn’t save her. Ricky and I wanted to honor our lost loves. Ghost wanted to honor all of those who had died for love, who died because of who they love. It was quite a nice album and concept. All we need is Vinny’s testimony of love and then we’ll be done,” Chris looked at Vinny and he blushed a bit.“There is a guy, no one really liked that I was guy who pined over a guy I saw once in another life…in another timeline. Where none of this happened and we were a huge band that was going to release an album called…Graveyard Shift, I think. But no one will believe that I actually love him so much,” Vinny smiled at me and I looked down, avoiding his glance after it had become awkward.“That’s because alternate timelines do not exist. It’s just a figment of your imagination. You made it up to relieve the pressure of being in this war. We all do it and you’ve taken it way too far. We all know it. You’ll speak his name in your sleep. You’ve gone batshit Vincenzo and that’s it,” Josh spat at Vinny as Vinny shrunk back into his seat. Vinny pulled at the edges of his torn sweatshirt. “We really did lose a lot of people on the way, sometimes our own minds. It was too big of a group I guess. We lost two of our former drummers on the way up to Canada though. Angelo Parente and Brandon Richter. We don’t know what happened to the other former members, but we assume that they’re dead or dying. We’ve had to kill a few group members because they literally lost their minds. That’s why we had to kill Angelo. I really loved him and I was pretty unsure of my feelings. So I never told him until he had a mental breakdown. He was shaky, violent and completely suicidal. I told him how much I cared for him and he became better for awhile. Then Angel literally broke and“We barely made it to Canada. We almost lost Ghost on the way. The Shadows burned down our safehouse. They chased us all the way to the border. Ghost barely made it out of the house alive. She had severe burns all of her body. They’re still there, all up and down her left side. The fire never touched her face. Though she did get blinded by one of the Shadows. We were at a loss to be honest with you. I had no idea how to lead a team after all that has happened to us. We weren’t Wild Ones, technically at least. I mean, we are powerful in our own rights, but we didn’t have the numbers to start our own chapter from where we were. No one really wanted to follow us into battle. We had lost too many people along the way to even consider having people follow us, especially me. That’s when we got picked up by the Toronto chapter of the Wild Ones. Casey, Olivia, Catherine, Justice and Tatiana have been very nice to us. But sadly, they too, have moved on. The Shadows burned down the building we were staying at and this time, they got Vinny. He was burned quite badly as well. But we were able to save him in time before any of his burns got too serious. That was about a month back and we are all still recovering from that event,” Chris sighed and looked over to Ghost an Vinny. She stood up and peeled off her shirt without any hesitation. It was like she had done this before in many different situations. Vinny, on the other hand, moved more slowly. It was like he was insecure of his own body and it made a lot of sense for him to be that way. He was a burn victim and his body was proof of the war we were still fighting to this day. We didn’t need for this war to happen and both of them were proof of why we didn’t need this war at all. They were the reason that we needed to stop fighting over stupid, little, idiotic problems.Her pale skin was contrasted by bright pink burn scars that reached up towards her neck. She twisted her head up to the light and showed a continuation of the burns on her chest. Jinxx and I looked on in awe. I never noticed that one of her eyes was paler than the other. That is what Chris must have been talking about. She looked over at Balz, who nodded. She put her shirt back on and sat down. Our eyes moved to Vinny’s smaller body. Vinny’s body was much more red than Ghost’s and showed how recently he received the burns. His burns didn’t stretch as far up as Ghost’s and his burns were more concentrated on the right side of his torso. His skin was peeling and red. Some burns were still greasy and wet looking. Soot clung to his skin in some spots and gave him an eerie, sickly glow to his skin.“The Shadows took my little brother. They killed him in cold blood. They killed my older sister too. Right after I went to join Motionless, they killed my whole family. Those damn Shadows tried killing me too. But they couldn’t really kill the last of the vampires,” Chris looked over all of us and sighed. “We needed help, specifically your help. No one actually wanted to help a bunch of misfits like us. You’re a bunch of misfits and misfits help misfits.”

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chlodani · 4 years ago

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This is my next smau. It's a Harry Potter smau. Neville X F.!Reader pairing. There's a bit of Fred X F.!Reader pairing in here. There's also Neville X Fred X F.!Reader. Title:A Muggle's Love Story

Trigger warning: Slight swearing! Mentions of sex! Will be mentions of rape! Slight abuse! If you are sensitive to these things read at your own risk!

Beginning Special Edition Part 18. . .

Fred's P.O.V.

I couldn't look away from Y/n as she lay motionless on the hospital bed. Neville was on the other side of her, looking down at the floor. He didn't want anyone to know he had been crying or that he was crying. Though I've known him as long as I've known Y/n. Despite waiting for Y/n to choose between us, Neville is still one of my best friends and that is because of Y/n. Though even though Y/n hasn't made her decision between me and Neville yet, I think she has already decided to choose Neville. Which I'm okay with. All I want is for Y/n to be happy. Right now all I want is for her to be okay. I sighed as I looked at Y/n. I softly took her hand in mine. All I can think of is, what would've happened if I'd gotten there sooner than I did? Would I have been able to stop him from attacking her? Would I have been able to protect her? Then again Im not too sure I would've been able to control myself if anyone had tried attacking her in front of me. George walked back into the room and over to me. He was carrying a bag from me and Y/n's favorite restaurant, Sandwich Palace, and had a drink carrier with three drinks. He walked over to the side I was on, sitting in the chair he previously sat in.

"Freddie, I brought you and Neville some food," George said to me.

"Thanks Georgie, but Im not hungry," I told him.

"Neither am I," Neville spoke up.

"I know how you guys must be feeling, But you havent eaten in two days. You haven't had anything to drink in two days. Im worried about you Freddie," George said to me with concern.

"Im sorry Georgie, but all I can think about is Y/n," I said to my brother.

"I understand Fred, but how do you think Y/n would feel about you two not taking care of yourselves, she'd want you to eat and make sure you guys were okay," George told us.

Neville and I both sighed.

"She's right Fred, what would Y/n say to us both right now?" Neville asked me.

"Probably tell you both to stop being a stubborn ass and eat the food George bought for you," George spoke.

"Yeah," I stated softly.

George handed me the sandwich and the soda he bought for me.

"Thanks George," Neville said to him as he handed Neville what he bought for him.

Neville and I both sighed as we slowly began to eat. I know George is right. Y/n would be yelling at us for not taking care of ourselves. And knowing her she'd probably smack us both. Thats one of the things I love so much about her. How caring she is.

"Guys! -"

Jami rushed back into the room. Rushing back over standing next to Neville.

"Has she woken up yet?" Jami asked almost in a state of panic.

"No change," Neville responded softly.

Jami was quiet for a minute as she looked at me and Neville.

"I see you two are finally eating," she said to us a bit surprised.

"Yeah," was all I said.

"Thanks to me," George added.

Jami looked directly at George.

"And how did you swing that one?" She asked him.

"I told them that Y/n would want them to take care of themselves, and that she'd kick both of their asses if they didnt eat soon," George responded.

Jami chuckled with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, thats my sister for you. She cares for Fred and Neville a lot and thats all she wants for them is to be taken care of, - She's stubborn - And she's strong - She'll make it out of this," Jami spoke trying to reassure herself.

Her, Neville, and I all sighed once more as we looked at Y/n. I held her hand a little tighter while Neville grabbed hold of her other hand. Why wasnt I there to protect her?

Sometime later that same day. . .

Neville's P.O.V.

At the moment Fred and I were the only ones in the room. Adelina texted me not that long ago to find out if Y/n had woken up. I told her no, but she told me that if she does wake up, not to tell her that she went out looking for the guy that attacked her. She wouldnt tell me much else, just that she was going out to find him. I tried to talk her out of it, but as we all know, you cant talk Adelina Sweetdove out of anything. Once she has something set in her mind to do, she doesn't give up until its done. Colby took Jami home, without her wanting to leave, so she could get some rest. Adelina asked both me and Fred to stay here and protect Y/n, just in case her attacker showed back up. And also to make sure that Y/n stays here - that is if she wakes up. My stomach was spinning in a thousand circles. I honestly felt like throwing up. I didnt know if she was gonna wake up and I was scared to death that she wouldn't. If I had've gone home with her like I planned, none of this would've happened. I could've protected her. Im honestly hoping that she chooses me. I know how much she loves me. She proved it the other night in my apartment. I know she's already made her decision. And I know she loves Fred and I have nothing against him. I just dont know what I'd do without her. And if she did decide for Fred over me, I guess I'd have to be okay with it. All I want is for Y/n to be happy. I couldnt look away from her. As a tear trickled from my eye, I held her hand a little tighter. My heart jumped when I felt her squeeze my hand. Fred and I both looked at her. She must've done the same to him, seeing as he was holding onto her other hand.

"Hey guys, why the long faces?" Y/n asked us casually as if nothing had happened and she was just waking up from a long nap.

I couldnt say anything as I looked at her do to shock.

"Y/n!" Fred exclaimed before quickly leaning down, pressing their lips together, holding her in a passionate kiss.

At that moment all I wanted to do was kick his ass. Y/n honestly didn't know how to react as he leaned back.

"Sorry," Fred spoke as he looked at me.

I closed my eyes for a split second as I took in a soft breath. I felt Y/n take my hand softly.

"Hey, Neville, I know you're still here and there's something I'd like to speak with both of you about," Y/n spoke as she pulled me a little closer to the bed.

Fred and I both knew exactly what she wanted to say. My heart started to race a thousand times faster. Fred moved his chair closer to the bed as did I. Fred still had hold of her other hand.

"Y/n, you don't have to do this. Not here, not now. You just woke up," Fred told her in a soft soothing voice.

"No, Fred, I have to do this, - While I was asleep I've had a lot of time to think, and I think I've made you two wait long enough -"

Both Fred and I took in a soft breath. Y/n looked directly at Fred and I thought I was done for.

"Fred, you are an amazing guy. You're sweet, kind, caring, considerate, you have a love for pretty much anything. You're protective and you've always cared about my problems. I love you, I know I've always loved you since that day in your fourth year when we spent the entire day together, just me and you. And you made the ice in the frozen lake, represent a heart of our friendship. I now know that you were trying to tell me you liked me back then, but you couldn't exactly find the right words. And the times we've had together have been the best times of my life, especially when you've been there for me, when I needed someone. However, I'm close to Neville to and - my heart belongs to him, -"

My stomach dropped a thousand feet. Fred took in a soft deep breath.

"I'm sorry Fred, I'll always love you, -"

"Dont be sorry sweetheart, I understand and I told you I would understand if you chose Neville, and that all I want is for you to be happy. I know Neville will make you happy. And Im still your best friend," Fred told her calmly.

I was honestly surprised. And still shocked. But also very happy. Fred hugged Y/n, leaving a soft kiss to her cheek. I smiled as I sat next to her on the bed. I couldnt help myself as I locked our fingers together. She smiled at me softly.

"So, where's Adelina?" She asked us.

Fred and I didnt say anything. We tried to avoid conversation as we looked away from her. She was very suspicious as she looked at us.

"Guys?" She asked again.

"Y/n!!"

Jami dropped the two bottles of water on the floor as she looked at her sister. Jami ran over to the bed, practically throwing herself at Y/n. Y/n chuckled as she hugged her tightly.

"Geez, you guys act like I wasnt going to wake up," Y/n spoke with amusement.

Jami hugged her tighter.

"We were afraid you weren't going to," Jami told her.

"Ah, come on guys, you know me, Im stronger than that," She told us.

I couldnt stop the smile that came to me. Jami leaned back from her. I brought her hand to my lips, kissing it softly.

"Of course you are beautiful," I said to her.

She smiled softly at me. I missed her gorgeous, beautiful smile. She is everything Ive ever dreamed of. I love her with my entire being.

"Jewel, maybe you can answer this question for me, where is Adelina?" Y/n asked her.

"Uh, Im not exactly sure where she went, but she said she was going to go out to take care of something. And she'd try to be back later," Jami answered her casually.

A scared look crossed her face.

"Oh no she didn't, - Thats it -"

Y/n threw the blanket off of her, and tried to get up. Fred and I both quickly stopped her as we were instructed to.

"Guys, if you dont let go of me right now, I'll be doing a whole lot more than just kicking your asses, - Now let me go," she said to us in a demanding tone.

"Not until you promise to sit back," I told her.

"I can't Neville, I have to protect my sister," she spoke out.

"She'll be fine Y/n, you know how your sister is. Trust me, she wants you safe and right now the safest place for you is with us," Fred told her.

She grunted in annoyance and irritation as she laid back.

"Oh, Y/n you're awake, -"

We looked to see Dumbledore as he walked into the room.

"Albus where's Adelina?" Y/n asked him in a quick panic.

"Don't worry about her Y/n. She is safe, -"

"But she went after him, how can she be safe?!"

"I have my best professor looking after her. She will return safely, I promise, - And congratulations Mr. Longbottom," Dumbledore spoke walking closer to the bed.

Its almost as if he knew about Y/n's decision. How does he do that?

To be continued. . .

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