#ya gurl got the ceremony wedding dress!

[nctsworld]

[daemonsrhaenyras]

Gurl.. yea I know what ya mean. But SK smut though -wink- haha Kay So, Kate+Seth+Enchanted AU

[AO3] // [FFN]

A/N: For Day 7 of the SethKate Fandom Celebration as well.

There are times to rescue apparent damsels in distress, but in the middle of the night, in a downpour, during a bank robbery is not one of them.

Richie was tossing the bag with the money they’d stolen into the back of their getaway car as Seth looked around, checking one last time for any cameras or witnesses they’d have to deal with when he sees her.

She’s wearing what appears to be a wedding dress, although at this point it no longer seems fit for a wedding. The torrential rain and mud has certainly done a number on the dress. She seems both upset and, Seth squints and tilts his head a little in confusion…lost? Did she forget which church she was getting married in?

His finger twitches as it touches the trigger of the gun in his hand. No witnesses. That was the directive, and yet…there’s no fucking way he’s taking out a bride in a rain-soaked wedding dress. That’s just too fucked, even for him. Seth thanks the Lord, or whatever damn deity gave Carlos other ‘business to take care of’ which kept him from tagging along this time.

It’s at that very moment that she glances in his direction. It takes her a moment to register his presence, but her eyes take in his appearance and the weapon in his hand and she lets out a shrill scream, but freezes in her tracks.

He doesn’t have to glance back at Richie to know that Richie’s got his gun pointed at the girl now, so without taking his eyes off the girl, he says lowly to his brother, “Put the damn gun down and start the fucking car, now, Richie.”

Without even checking to see if his brother’s following directions, Seth throws his gun into the open passenger seat. He puts his hands up as if to convey that the girl has nothing to fear, but the look in her eyes doesn’t diminish. He can’t really blame her, he supposes.

Then it hits him. He’s still wearing the mask. Well, he’s not compromising this job even more than he already has. She’ll just have to be afraid for a while longer, he decides as he lunges for her.

She tries to run, but he’s quicker. The heavy rain soaked wedding dress and fancy heels makes fleeing impossible anyway, and it doesn’t take much effort to shove her in the backseat and get in the car, ignoring her confused screams of protest.

“Shit, Seth,” Richie curses as he steps on the gas. “We can’t just go around abducting brides from their weddings!” Away from the scene of the crime they both pull off their masks at the same time.

“Well, we certainly can’t be killing them, either!” Seth retorts as he throws the mask to the floor, his eyes looking into the rearview mirror in time to watch the girl’s eyes widen. To his brother, he adds, “Thought this was the better option.”

The girl, panicked though she may be, doesn’t plead for her life, instead, all she says is, “I’m not-I'm…that is—I’m not getting married.”

Seth raises an eyebrow. “You’re in a wedding dress, sweetheart,” he drawls.

Her eyes narrow. “I know that. What I mean is that I was getting married, but not anymore.”

“Runaway bride?” Richie pipes up.

The girl huffs. “Well, when your husband-to-be tries to kill you during the ceremony, you don’t generally feel like going through with it.”

“Well, where were you running off to?” Richie asks again, in Seth’s opinion, ignoring the much more pertinent details.

“I was trying to go home, but I fell and somehow I ended up in this strange place, and I don’t know how to get back home again.”

“Where’s home, sweetheart?” Seth asks. She seems to be calming down a bit. The conversation has nicely moved away from the killing her part to something decidedly more palatable.

“Andalasia,” she says, looking straight at Seth. She tilts her head a little and narrows her eyes. “Do you know how to get there? Can you take me home?” Her hands are nervously smoothing out the extravagant but now ruined wedding gown.

She seems so hopeful, but they certainly can’t risk this job going any further south than it already has. Seth almost feels bad about the words that come out of his mouth next. “Sorry, sweetheart, but you won’t be able to go home for awhile.”

She looks genuinely confused as she tries to puzzle out his words. “Well, why not? Can you not use this…thing to get me there?” She gestures to space she’s occupying, and Seth assumes she means the car.

He honestly isn’t sure if she truly has no idea what she came upon when she saw them, or if this act is just to make them think she doesn’t, but he can’t afford the risk.

“We don’t know how to get to this…Andalasia…at the moment, so you’re gonna have to stay with us for a little while until we figure out what to do.” It’s true enough, Seth supposes.

She looks contemplative for a second, then glances out the window. “I suppose I can stay with you until you can figure out how to get me home.” Her eyes narrow again. “You do promise to help me get home, though, right?”

Clever girl, Seth thinks. He quickly meets Richie’s eyes before nodding. He doesn’t know if he’s telling the truth or a lie, but he says the words anyway. “Yeah, sure, I promise.”

The girl smiles excitedly. “Oh, this will be wonderful. I’m Kate, by the way.”

“Richie,” Richie pipes up while driving through the city, “and this is my brother, Seth.”

[neoculturetaekookies-blog]

Mark Lee Royalty Scenario

Pairing: Mark Lee and OC

Genre: Fluff

seventeenmonstavixen: Can I have a Mark LEE Scenario where your a queen in a different country and is betrothed(you been taught at a young age) to the king of Korea(Mark) and when you finally go to Korea he gets nervous and makes mistakes

In order to keep South Korea and your country allies, ya gotta marry the prince (soon to be king) of South Korea.

Your life is literally a Disney movie.

No joke.

Sipping soup from the side of the spoon elegantly? It was a daily routine for you.

Balancing books on your head? You could do it in your sleep.

Now you have to get married and let’s just say, you’ve never really interacted with the male species.

Other than your father and silent bodyguards, you’ve grown up with people like yourself.

You were educated one on one for years with a strict lady who pranced around with a stick and would always hit yo desk if you got something wrong.

Needless to say, you’re terrified. Bruh, leaving your comfort zone is one thing, but moving to a whole new country with a stranger is pretty damn scary yo.

So fast forward, to you leaving the plane and stepping foot on South Korea. 

In front of you stands a boy. I kid you not a boy.

Just like you, he looked way too young to get married but ya know, what chu gonna do.

He greets you hello and remains silent the whole damn time. 

Not to mention he looked at you once and then looked at everything else but you. 

Damn and you thought your dress was flattering but GUESS NOT FAM.

Y’all get taken back to his palace and you’re thrown around and pampered by yo maids. 

They redo your hair, makeup, and make you put on a hanbok and everything happened so fast, you didn’t even remember to breath.

Then dinner time comes around.

And boy are you excited because food, hell yaaaaaaaaaaa.

You’re gestured to enter the dining room and when ya enter, the large table is full of food and there’s only one person in there.

So now you guys can’t avoid the awkwardness and now ya have to talk.

He hesitates before smiling and then points his hand to the empty chair for you to sit.

Now that you think about it, you don’t even know his name cuz you’ve been referring to him as, “Prince of SK” and “Meanie,” and “Grumpy pants.”

First things first, the food is bomb. Like if royalty means eating delicious food erday, then sign you up for your next life lmao.

Because yo parents and his parents follow traditions, you guys gotta share a room and then y’all are gonna have to live together forever after the marriage.

The dinner was completely silent btw.

Something yo parent’s didn’t warn you about after all these years of princess training is that, you is gonna get lost in your spouse’s palace.

NOBODY GAVE YOU A TOUR AND HOMEBOY JUST GOT UP AND LEFT SO NOW YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.

All of the maids are busy cleaning up and you didn’t want to bother them so now you’re wandering around and it’s hella confusing cuz there’s a million and one buildings and they all look the same (LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN SCARLET HEART RYEO???)

Since you’ve been wandering around for ages, you decided to give up and hope someone will find you.

In the mean time, you wandered around one of the many super pretty ponds lit by candles.

Keep in mind, this whole place is lit by candles, so let’s just say, the garden path surrounding the pond wasn’t that well lit. 

So while walking around the garden, you stepped on something.

Or should I say someone.

And he didn’t react so well.

Mr. Grumpy pants literally screeched and scared the shit out of you.

Because this is your first time wearing a hanbok, you underestimated how long it was and stepped on your dress while stepping back. 

You ended up falling on yo booty and homeboy just stared at you in shock.

“Why are you here?” The dummy asked while shuffling to his feet.

“WHY ARE YOU LAYING ON THE GROUND????” You shot back while trying to get up but you ended up tripping on your hanbok again.

Idk why it took so long for it to click, but he finally realized he should probably help you up.

Now he’s all flustered and you’re all angry.

He freaks the fuck out and thinks you’re gonna start swinging or something.

He’s repeating, “IM SORRYYY” like a fucking broken record and you can’t help but furrow yo brows cuz this kid weird lmao.

Who knew the soon to be ruler of a nation lies on his garden floor and is afraid of someone like you.

But whateves at least you know he talks.

He’s freaking out even more cuz you look even more angry with your brows and you can’t help but feel really bad.

So you quickly wave it off and say it’s okay because your hanbok cushioned yo fall (they’re so fluffy lmao)

He sighed a huge sigh of relief and then once again, something clicked and he’s all like, “WJY ARE YOU OUT HERE AND NOT SLEEPING SDJFJSKJ”

And you awkwardly tell him yo lost as hell lmao.

So he takes you to the shared room and because it’s traditional South Korea, there ain’t no bathrooms in the room.

WHich means you have to change in the same room as him.

So you grab the dress laid out on the bed and tell him to turn around cuz yo gurl tired and you want to catch dem z’s.

But he stares at you wide eyed and doesn’t understand for a few seconds.

Then once again, he freaks out and literally runs to a corner and sits there while staring at the wall.

You were struggling while putting the hanbok on so obviously it took you ages.

But you finally put it on and you clear your throat to give him to message that he can turn around. 

Which he doesn’t.

So you walk up to him and bend down to see what’s up.

AND HE FUCKING FELL ASLEEP.

So you tap is shoulder to wake him up but he doesn’t budge.

Now you’re thinking, “omg he fucking died.”

So you tap his head and he still dead asleep, so you actually have to slap his head.

He freaks out, you freak out. 

And he gets up but stumbles on his own feet and falls on one knee.

Now he’s fluster and you flustered cuz this is the first time you’ve met a man, not to mention he clumsy af.

So you go on with your night routine and he changes.

Then now y’all go to bed but he’s hugging the edge and so are you, so now there’s 5 feet of empty space between the two of you guys.

So you can’t sleep.

A because this whole experience is mind blowing.

and B because homeboy is sleep talking.

You can’t tell what he’s saying because he’s speaking in two languages,the fuck.

So this whole routine continues for the next week or so and you finally found out his name: Mark Lee.

The wedding ceremony isn’t for another two weeks so it gives you guys time to get use to each other.

Now he actually fully talks (both when he’s awake and asleep) but he’s still clumsy as hell.

Because you’re literally not allowed to leave his side, it gives you a lot of time to notice, he’s actually good looking as hell.

Yo parent’s caught ya a winner, ayeeeeeeeeeeee.

Now it’s getting closer to the wedding and you’ve actually gotten closer to him. 

Instead of going to sleep, he would teach you traditional South Korean games and he’d also tell you folktales and legends which of course kept you up all night.

And in the mornings, he would take you around and make you try a bunch of food.

Now it’s wedding time.

And all you have to say while joining arms with him to unite the two countries is you’re glad fate paired the two of y’all together.

:’)