#and now im like. why was I so “familiar”?

[rini-yaki]

A Natural Love.

ꕥ You died in the fire that ruined his life, he felt like he failed you, but of course, you came back as an angel to prove him wrong. <fluff, angst w/ comfort>

wc: 1.4k

extra: the biggest thing about this is that im scared shitless that i might change themes so when im colorful and people read this, it'll be monochrome and people will think its OLD... or something im crazy + THIS IS PART 1!! IM GONNA TRY TO DO ALL THE SAJA BOYS

male! reader x mystery

MASTERLIST | Baby | Abby | Jinu | Romance

Mystery sat in front of his makeshift grave of you again.

He always came to this little home made altar and sat in front of it in your honor whenever he felt stressed, or if he felt like he was succumbing to becoming a true demon. And today just happened to be one of those bad days.

Fangs were bared, claws of his own dug into familiar lilac skin, temper’s flaring at nothing, patterns igniting with his uncontrolled emotions, violent flashbacks into his less than ideal past, then he remembers you. And shakes the shame off as much as he could.

‘No.. he wouldn’t like to see me like this…’ He thought.

You were his coworker in the past. A boy who seemed like he was sick from a young age, always coughing, always weaker than the average man, and yet, you still worked alongside him. Working just as hard to make a life for yourself, in the same way he was trying. You were the one who taught him the ropes of the job as well as being the person he spent the most time around in terms of humans.

It’s no wonder you guys got along so well, the two of you had bonded so well that he went as far as to show you his animal found family, and it seemed like the animals liked you too. And despite being in the village longer and being occupied with your sickness, you were so accommodating to him, always inviting him over to join the activities.

And even throughout the town, you were well liked amongst the villagers, seen as a hard worker in spite of your illness and a kind boy who always taught new hand games to the children. It was always natural that you were a well liked figure.

But he never cared about those things, you were just so nice to him, always the first one to mention and include him in a way no human had done for him in the past before.

Mystery, or better known as Seung back then, would always try to make you comfortable with your sick body because as years spurred on into your young adult years, your condition had worsened even further. 

Becoming bedridden at nineteen, you spent all your time in your home. Bad timing honestly because it was around this time where the villagers you grew up around started having a personal grudge against your friend.

Rumors of Seung being a beastly child and a curse spread even further when whispers of him being the reason why you were bedridden spread and only tainted his reputation further. And without you to hear any of this, you were just as oblivious as he was.

And with your move to a house closer to the wild forest as a measure made to keep you quarantined after your condition grew worse.

But it didn’t matter if Seung heard what they thought of him, his crush’s condition was getting even worse.

That’s right chat, somewhere in the sandstorm of his life events, Mystery had developed feelings for you. Your jokes and light personality never failed to brighten his day, you always sought him out and made sure he was alright. Care was always something Mystery was unfamiliar with, but it felt so natural when it came from you.

So to see you become restrained to the bed, his heart swelled with overprotectiveness, you put so much effort into him to feel simply welcomed and constantly included. So now it was his time to pay you back for all your kindness.

But then came the fateful day where everything he had built burned to the ground. Literally.

Seung was feeding his animals as usual until suddenly his hut had set ablaze. Burning everything inside and nearly him, he had narrowly escaped when one of the boars shoved him out as if it was trying to save him… which only breaks his heart even more.

Then his eyes caught sight of a wildfire, the forest where he came from and spent years in, his animal family was surely burnt to crisps now. But that wasn’t even the worst part.

Whether it was by accident or not, your abode has also caught fire too, and by the time he raced over, the entire house was in flames. The bright fire and warmth felt like it was mocking Mystery, burning the ends of his hair, he raced to grab a pail of water.

Barely managing to extinguish the fire on the door he raced inside, catching sight of your deceased body. He lost it.

And by ‘it’, I mean his humanity.

You were a partial reason as to why he became a demon, and when Gwi-Ma said he couldn’t guarantee that he could bring you back to life, he agreed to make the villagers into animals for him to eat which turned his fate into something tragic and demonic.

Going back to the present day, as usual, he kneels in front of your grave and mumbles prayers of apologies. You’ve been his anchor for centuries, always been and will continue to be his anchor. You're the reason why he hasn’t fully surrendered to his demon nature.

He refused to lose himself in all the madness, thinking that if you saw him like this, you’d be disgusted, disappointed, angry with him. And he never wanted to warrant any of those negative emotions from you to him. So he did everything in his power to keep his composure.

So imagine his surprise when he felt the imperceptible change in temperature. Light waves of warmth engulfed him from the back, his back entirely touched with this light embrace.

His head shoots up and turns to the side, surprised and his guard on high. 

But all he sees is… you.

Slightly translucent with the ends of your fingertips being near to nonexistent, a soft glow that borders on your body, outlining you to stand out in the gloomy landscape of the demon underworld.

But what sticks out the most is the halo at the top of your head as well as the pearl white wings that stick out from your back.

Your expression was kind, a lilt in your lips and a shine in your eyes that has been forgotten in Mystery’s mind. Your cheeks puffed from your smile, a light giggle when you saw his reaction to you.

He swivels his body around and hugs you, breaking his strong demon composure immediately. His arms wrapping around under your arms as you hugged the area around his upper abdomen due to your slight height difference.

“I thought I’d never see you again!” he screams into your shoulder. Your arms only pat his back, only reminding him further that you are here, with him.

You brush your hands through his hair, squeezing him tighter as you feel your own tears staining your face. The two of you curl your arms, pulling the other in like two trees that grew too close to each other, intertwining themselves into nature’s landscape.

A strange phenomenon in the grassy world, but a stranger one here. In a world that has been littered with regrets and hate, you, an angel that lives in clouds and eats naked babies with wings, loving him as a demon. It’s absurd.

But that doesn’t make it any less real.

When his face finally tilts to you again, you brush his slightly damp bangs away, showing the upper half of his face. Skin that had flames of a dark hue that represented his burn scars from the fire that ruined his life, the most sensitive part of him, now open.

Your hand rests on the side of his cheek as you look down at him so lovingly, it breaks his heart to see you again. Your touch and your gaze, it tells him everything.

An unspoken confession that was mumbled by the flutter of your wings and the tears that looked like tear drop shaped pearls that landed on his clothes, the subtle flush on your face and he found solace in your neck.

It’s easy to say and understand that Seung was so enthralled to see you again, even if you both were doomed by the narrative, there’s no way the two of you could love the same way you would’ve loved back then.

But that wouldn’t matter, Mystery would love new for you. He’d been yearning for you for centuries, and he would love you with every inch of his body, down to the last cell that swam in his crooked body.

Mystery promised himself in that moment, where your lips finally met his, that the next natural force that was going to sweep you away was going to be him.

who's next?

[softness-and-shattering]

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[astranauticus]

Director of the False Last Act

[ch1zzie]

The original in the bottom

Plus the picture I mainly drew but decided to draw the rest for funny

[lemongogo]

[darcyolsson]

also happy 1 year anniversary to me thinking i was going to get a 16-track album about joe alwyn and instead having the experience of pressing play on a song and thinking "ok time for some tea about joe.... hm. actually somehow this seems to be about... matty healy...? i didnt think she would ever speak about that man again. ah a direct 1975 reference OKAY" nearly 31 times in a row

[why-the-heck-not]

your jobless friend is out there walking 4km to a grocery store just bc that one has the best atmosphere

[britneyshakespeare]

you: nicholas alexander chavez, the actor from ryan murphy's recent work

me, a mama's girl and daytime tv viewer:

[four-comma-five-verse]

all my proffesors decided to teach remotely today so i doodled stuff while listening abt industrial sensors. dont ask me where the livgallia came from idk bro it apeared to me in a dream

[felixcosm]

I know a lot of people don't like when episodes are confusing or full of information the first time they drop but honestly I looove relistening and then going oh yeahhh. I get it. I understand this now.

[lemongogo]

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[androcola]

Why monkees hiatus? ☹️

ive been feeling as of late that no one is interested in my content as a whole anymore. I feel like I was always Begging people to interact with it and I felt annoying doing that. I feel like people only really wanna talk about torksmith doomed yaoi and head timeloop anymore 😓

I feel like no ones really interested in my art anymore. I mean it gets like 20 reblogs and 15 of those will be me. also no one Comments on art anymore. I get more interaction on my private instagram than I do on tumblr and I think that's sad

ive been feeling like I've really overstayed my welcome. I mean ive been here for 5 years. it was about time I burned out. and also I've been kinda depressed and losing interest in Everything I like so that's a part of it too. im not saying I'm going away forever, but it feels like the spark is fading and while I still think about mike and micky all the time, I feel like everyone's kinda over me now.its better to burn out than to fade away

[fairyofthehollow]

[doctorwhoisadhd]

ultimate guitars thing of "if you submit a tab and its accepted you get free pro for a month" is honestly really smart

[stxrvel]

so....... what would you guys say if i said that........ ive been writing a fic...... thats not icft....... but its jungkook x f!reader being idiots in love...... friends to lovers........ with angst bc if you dont know already i am A SUCKER for angst......... and that it currently has 8k words and im just halfway through.................................

like........ what would you say.

[starinthegarden]

chat what if i said i was for some reason really fixated on the loki series and i really love the life series and that i was cooking

oh boy will this take me a while