#༄dee recs

[moondirti]

Who are some of your favourite fan writers? I’m new to cod and I need to gorge myself on everything by everyone

god i already know im gonna miss a ton of people because this fandom is a bank of fucking talent im sorry

@ceilidho @syoddeye @cordeliawhohung @391780 @alnilaem @peachesofteal @yeyinde @shotmrmiller @ohbo-ohno @sprout-fics

[hobicakess]

PLAYING DANGEROUS — (teaser)

summary: It's been almost three years since Jack in the box was caught, and no one could make him talk. No one knew his story, and what drove him to become the monster he was today. That is until you're assigned your first story. What makes you so lucky?

rating: 18+ (I'm not your mother you're in control of what you consume)

pairings: Journalist!Reader x Criminal!JungHoseok x CEO!Kim Namjoon x Detective!MinYoongi.

warnings: smut murder, blood and gore, Jack In The Box Hobi, corruption, workplace abuse, yandere characters, possessive/obsessive behavior, dubcon, short hair namjoon (yes that's a warning), black/plus sized coded reader, violence from every single aspect, police brutality, mircoagression towards woc, lawyer kim seokjin, maknae helping cause chaos, manipulation, drugs and addiction, unhinged serial killer hobi (joker vibes tbh) , yoongi hates his job, namjoon loves his job (he gets to piss you off everyday)

authors note: howdy hotties! this fic was heavily inspired by this post, i don't think it'll be 30 chapters but something about it just spoke to me and itched my writer brain. even though the mc is black coded anyone can read ofc!! I can't wait to write for this series. if you'd like a tag pls comment below. Reblogs are appreciated and check out my other works (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)

part one

There was a manic laughter that echoed through the new station. The giggles caused shivers and goosebumps to pass through everybody in the building simply because that laughter was familiar. The sounds were admitting from the little black box that sat on your desk. In horror you and your peers that happened to be close by watch the little black clown that popped from graffiti painted the box swing animatedly back and forth. Everyone in Korea knew this clown and what it meant.

“Mr.Kim is not seeing anyone right-” you push the secretary out your way causing her to stumble on her kitten heels and she watches you stomp your way into her bosses and yours office. The door opens wide slamming against the wall causing the booksvon the shelves to tremble, some even tumbling to the floor.

There he sat Kim Namjoon. He stared at you with his eyebrow raised. Some of the buttons of his black dress shirt were unbuttoned, the glass at his side was filled with brown liquid and even more books and papers laid out messily on his desk. .

With as much force as you could you throw the giggling box at him. The impact smacking him hard on the chest but with his build you were sure that it didn't do a thing. He held it in his hands flipping it over clicking an unknown button, shutting the gut wrenching sound shut off.

“ You told me if I took this story I'd be safe,*

Namjoon sighs as if you were speaking nonsense and not about life or death. “Let's be clear here you agreed to take this story when I only simply suggested it. Besides what makes you think Jack sent this?” He was right.

Maybe your coworkers thought I'd be funny to freak you out a little more since taking on the Clown killer case, still it was a sick joke that you didn't really find funny.

“Jack is locked in a maximum security prison surrounded by guards, and guns. He's not getting out anytime soon.”

The door swung open again and there stood his assistant. “Mr.Kim turned the news on!”

Grabbing the remote he clicks on the TV that was mounted on the wall of his office. The screen lights up showing a familiar smoking building. Your heart began to speed up in rhythm as you stare at the headline

Serial killer Jack In The Box escapes from Hangsang Maximum security prison

The screen flicks again to the dark red writings on the wall that used to be his cell.

‘See you soOn honey bunches 🃏’

And that was the last thing you saw before you tumble to the ground.

©hobicakesss , please don't repost or steal my work. don't be a loser

[cosmichughes]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ LUKE HUGHES FLUFF FIC RECS ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

╰┈➤ welcome to dee’s luke hughes fluff fic recs masterlist! now sit back, relax, and indulge in some of my favorite fluffy fics!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Cart Girls & Curly Q’s ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ written by the amazing @puckinghischier !!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ LET ME LOVE ON YOU ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ written by the talented @wineauntie !!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Spilled Coffee Changes Lives ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ written by the amazing @heavenlyhischier !! this is also one of my all time favs!!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ menace ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ written by the amazing @pucked-bunnie !!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ WORST (BEST) FIRST “DATE” ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ written by the amazing @goldfades !! this one was sooo cute i’m not even kidding!!!

⇢ ˗ˏˋ PHASES ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ written by the amazing @babydollmarauders !! this one was sooo good!!

[alwaysonthemend]

Best Jake writer?

Best Josh writer?

Best Sam writer?

Best Daniel writer?

In your opinion?

okay so it is literally impossible for me to choose just one writer for each of the boys so im j gonna link some of my fav fics - which is also rlly hard bc there's so many amazing writers on here. so here are just a FEW that come to mind :)

also i mostly read jake fics with a few sprinklings of josh fics so im very sorry that i dont have as many sam and danny recs

jake:

anything by @jakeyt

anything by @gretavanlace

anything by @sparrowofthedawnsworld

anything by @lightmylove-gvf

you first by @geminisecrets

little wing by @daisyful-gvf

so sweet by @profitofthedune

indifferent by @indigostardustchords

a night of revelry by @threadandlace

you don't even know by @sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine

behind closed doors by @anthemofgvf

cursed by @lightmylove-gvf

karaoke nights at the hooded crow by @finestoflines

reflection by @vanfleeter

pick yourself up by @ageofhearingloss

imperfect moments by @abeautylives

bring the rain by @tearsofstarlust

josh:

anything by @joshym

trinity by @lightmylove-gvf

trip around the sun by @abeautylives

stars collide by @gretavanlace

knock at the cabin @tearsofcaravel

the sex scene by @lightmylove-gvf

woman in a dream by @rhinestoneskye

endless summer by @anthemofgvf

piano man by @losfacedevil

danny:

distorted hues by @jakeyt

stroke me by @hyperfixated-gvf

a cowgirl's dream by @hearts-hunger

laundry room shenanigans by @allieisacrybaby

fade into you by @builtbybrokenbells

can't hold back by @spark-my-nature

sammy:

why don't you make me by @joshym

best bad habit by @sinsofstardust

reflections by @sunshinevanfleet

to be loved by you by @sacredjake

sweet peach by @hearts-hunger

this is the hardest thing i've ever done 😭

there's so many good fics but this is the best i can do rn. honestly i might j keep adding to this when i can

[someone-inthebackground]

you're right, dream team is iconic. i'd recognize Kirby, King Dedede, Bandana Waddle Dee and meta knight anywhere.

[rebelpeas]

THIS FIC IS SO FUN HELLO. i’m only part of the way into it because it is 25k but it’s SO FUN. karlnapity cosmic horror inspired by shrimp colors (!!!!!!!!!!) GO READ YAYAYAYAY

[tangledinink]

Okay okay look I was watching youtube and Shatter Me by Lindsey Stirling (ft. Lzzy Hale) came on and I just....... It's so Swannatello AU

OOOOHHHHHH IT'S GOOD... IT WORKS...

[solqrays]

Words: 3,508

Relationships: Jimmy | Solidarity/TangoTek, Past Jimmy | Solidarity/Scott Major | Smajor1995 , Jimmy | Solidarity & Joel | SmallishBeans, Jimmy | Solidarity & Lizzie | LDShadowLady

Characters: Jimmy | Solidarity, TangoTek, Scott Major | Smajor1995, Joel | SmallishBeans, Lizzie | LDShadowLady, The Watchers

Additional Tags: Jimmy | Solidarity-centric, Jimmy | Solidarity Needs a Hug, Jimmy | Solidarity and Lizzie | LDShadowLady are Siblings, Past Jimmy | Solidarity/Scott Major | Smajor1995, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt No Comfort, Bad Ending, Animal Death, Body Horror, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Self-Worth Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Self-Hatred, Depression, Anxiety, Unreliable Narrator, Avian Jimmy | Solidarity, Flashbacks, Blood and Injury, No beta we die like jimmy Solidarity, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Canon-Typical Violence, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Autistic Jimmy | Solidarity, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

—  oh my ugly organs

Jimmy didn't know how he let himself back here again, he thought he was done, he was back on the Empires server with his friends, he mended his relationship with Tango and the two still talk to each other despite them being on two different servers, he finally was away from the eyes of the watchers. 

He should be fine . . . right?

But why did he feel a sinking feeling in his gut whenever someone came up and talked to him? Why was it when he was around many people that they always turned their backs away from him, leaving him out of the joke, it didn't matter, he knew they would be laughing at him.

It all started with those stupid toy jokes; stupid Joel and his stupid toy shop. It started as a harmless bit, it was fine, he swore, and he liked being the butt of the joke. but why did he still hope that they noticed it was going too far? How the constant toy jokes made him feel weak and powerless. All he asked was for the others to respect him and the laws.

Yet all it seemed these days was that he was getting the opposite.

Jimmy coughed as he got up from his bed. He longed for the times when waking up didn't feel like a chore. But he still had to work, it's his responsibility to make sure that his people didn't want to leave, although he didn't blame them, he barely wanted to be around himself, but he desperately tried to make sure that his people would never feel unwanted. Tumble Town was filled with the outcasts, the ones who only wanted to exist in peace or who were fugitives running away to escape a lifetime of prison.

He let most of them off, once he realised that the “crimes” they committed were against the ways the other empires treated their citizens. Joel's Stratos had a massive wealth gap between the rich and the poor and many people, especially fellow hybrids left due to the lack of security they faced.

Such hybrid laws were common in Stratos, with many people having to disguise their features to blend in. Jimmy supposed that was one of the reasons Joel hated him so much. But who could blame him, no one likes a canary that dies first every time. 

(Yet a small part of him missed the Joel who was before the rapture, but he was gone, now only stood the hollow shell of who he was before.)

The man, formerly understanding and welcoming, was now harsh upon anyone coming close. Jimmy remembered his Joel, his gentle voice and how he spent so much time making the potions that would help him breathe overworld air; that very same man now pushed Jimmy aside into the rough coarse sand of the mesa.

He could recall it all. The voice seared in his lungs, suffocating his chest with petals that previously adorned it and now thorns that pricked his ribs. The flower valley stood bravely against the war, his sanctuary raged in the orange flames that engulfed it. Daisy and all the other animals dying horrifically by their hands he could no longer bear to stand it. He wept at the raging fire, but he knew his tears were not enough to extinguish the flame that had overtaken their hearts. He knew what had happened couldn't be fixed; the wall stood as a reminder of their broken relationship, forever doomed to banishment. His wings seared in the heat, the golden heat reflecting off his wings. 

His breath was shaky, his eyes wide and heart beating fast, the orange glow of the fire shone brightly travelling past the rows of flowers they had planted together, the poppy, which he had first given Scott was scorched; a prime example of how he felt them to be, little did he know how much that would foreshadow this. He would learn to hate fire, as it reminded him of lost hope and agony. When he thought that nothing could get worse it had and he was scared, scared that it would happen again. He swore to himself that he would stay away.

A poppy, a reminder of love and death, perfectly encompassing what Jimmy thought of himself. Doomed by his life at the mercy of the watches and their evil mind games, he wished, no he longed for it to stop he wanted it to end, he missed the times when his chest didn't feel hollow and when his nights were not sleepless from the panic and his terrible visions and nightmares. Everyone made fun of him for being the first one out, but no one talked about how relieving it was to not see his loved ones die. He supposed that was the one thing he was grateful to the watchers for. 

Even if it led to him meeting others who changed every time they came out of another game, his Scott no longer talked to him, his husband leaving him alone. His former EVO members already knowing of the trauma they went through together blame themselves for dragging their loved ones into this mess, Jimmy wanted to leave Scott and Joel away but he had failed. He supposed it was yet another cruel trick by the watchers to make their lives miserable, as a way to punish them for being rebellious, for leaving their grasps and escaping to their respective worlds. But he supposed that was what he got for believing that he was truly safe, he wanted to desperately believe that he would be safe on empires but he was wrong.

Especially now, when Scott no longer dared to look at him, finding and creating his own flower valley, all without Jimmy. Before the rapture the elf looked at him with love and admiration, now he wanted nothing to do with him.

And Joel, his own brother-in-law, left him when he had wanted him to help. Before he would be there helping when the wither rose alliance got too rough on him, but now his own kin turned against him, following their example even though he couldn't recall, his gentle words whenever he had a mental breakdown used to soothe him, now they only stood a reminder of what he wouldn't have.

He blamed it on the rapture, but more importantly, he blamed it on himself, if he hadn't been so foolish and decided to mix salmon and cod they wouldn't have been in this mess, he was at fault for this, his own sister losing any memory she had of him, all because he decided to be a curious little youngling who decided to longed to explore the world, he foolishly left his nest, away from protection and safety and decide to visit the rough waters where he met the salmon, diseasing him and making him unable to function properly.

He left his entire pack in danger too, he knew he wouldn't be cared for, he was the small damaged egg and the runt of the litter, he knew that once his mother saw him she would leave him to be killed by the predators. Unfortunately, he did worse, he supposed that if he had died it would have been for the better, but he wasn't there. And when Lizzie, his seabling came out to save him, she got badly damaged, he blamed himself for all of it.

Especially when he left the nest, disappointed at his lack of attention from his mother, who adored his sister more than him, disappointed at his bland and dull appearance and lack of brains and common knowledge. He wished she would look at him and appreciate him for how he was.

No one did, so once he left he blamed himself for distracting his sister from her duties of the crown of the ocean empire, and once she left to find him, she too lost her memory

Now after the rapture, the same had happened, she lost her connection to the ocean once again

And it was all Jimmy's fault.

So, he asked to be reborn, to be reincarnated into another dimension where he was no longer a cod hybrid/ancient god. He could finally be himself, or so he thought

His gleaming canary wings grew upon a torturous month, his skin ripping itself apart, showing the back of his ribs and spine, his bones hollowed and were empty, his gills disappeared which was the biggest change of them all, he couldn't breathe for a long time without them and he thanked the fact that he had the cod head Joel had gifted him, without it he was sure he would have died even before he had the chance to fix everything

After a century of waiting he saw the other empires emerge too, first with fWhip and his Goblands and later Pixandria and soon the rest followed suit, with Animalia being the last, when he could finally meet his sister, but alas she couldn't recognise him either, just like the rest of them.

He saw how the rest of them didn't recognise him, and he supposed he was happy about that, if only for the fact that he saw how so many had changed, his former arch nemesis fWhip quickly became his first friend and their first two empires, and latter he saw how joel change stop, and Scott, his beloved husband Scott, didn't seem to know who he was. He simply laughed at his face when he tried to make him remember, another poppy in his hand as he tried to rekindle their relationship.

But he said that a poppy symbolises death, a sign he took as the relationship wouldn't work, (and Jimmy supposed he was right, after all, if his own eternity didn't recognise him then what was the point of trying)

He desired so desperately for him to try just try to make this relationship work and for him to actually put some effort into getting the two and fixing their relationship.

But he supposed he could never get what he wanted.

Even if what he wanted was someone to love and cherish his presence.

He felt that way until Tango came along.

Double life changed him forever, where before he would groggily wake up and be forced to suffer through the same way, in last life he didn't see his presence appreciated and once he stole that life he knew it would t be the same again, even before that though he knew he was only there because Grian pitied him and because he wants the only one who had the collection of the amethyst for their spy glasses, always giving his own one to Mumbo when he lost it.

That's what he supposed he was, replaceable.

Until double life when Tango came along and saw him and cherished his presence, he was the first to die, an unfortunate caving incident, and in that moment he knew that his curse would follow suit and make them both die and he was devastated when he found out, because not only would he be the first to die he would bring tango along with him too.

But Tango was so different, he apologised when he died and didn't blame Jimmy for not finding his stuff back, shyly coming down from the tree where they spawned and furiously apologising for their death, he hadn't interacted with him before except for that fateful incident in third life where he stole Daisy from him. He didn't know what to accept but he was so glad to be proven wrong.

He built them their ranch, his favourite place now, and even if he said that he wanted a builder he tried, and that's what mattered, it was beautiful because it was theirs, even if they had a crafting table as their doorstep, it was theirs and that's what mattered.

Their shared bed scared Jimmy at first “I don't want to bother you with my wings, they'll probably get in the way” Jimmy said shyly.

Tango's eyes widened as he shook his head, “No, no, it's fine, I'm actually worried myself” Tango spluttered when he saw Jimmy's wings droop and fall. “I mean, what if I accidentally set you on fire?” 

Jimmy giggled “ I'm sure you wouldn’t do that, I trust you remember rancher.”

At that moment Tango forgot to breathe, his breath hitched and he stared deeply into Jimmy's soulful brown eyes. He knew he was going to fall, and fall hard he did.

They spent a huge majority of their time together and he felt the sky grow warmer and the days become longer, with his rancher by his side Jimmy saw the flowers in his heart bloom once again, and they hadn't done after he died and Scott left him, telling him that his husband was dead and that he had already avenged him.

His heart broke then and he supposed there would always be a Scott shaped hole in his heart that would never heal.

But with Tango by his side, he felt that he could make that change and that he could survive, no life, for the two of them. And that despite whatever happened, he would never leave him. He never thought that this would happen again and that there wouldn't be anyone who wanted to spend more than the short amount of time they had in these life series together, he barely spoke to Scott, and since most of the Southlanders were hermits and a part of a different server he didn't suppose that they would meet either.

Despite all of that he knew that Tango was different, he could tell, by the way he looked at him the way his flaming blonde hair shone brightly in his presence and the way his canines were flashed anytime he smiled at him, a full, grinning smile. He looked at Jimmy as if he hung up the stars in the sky as if he was his sun, shining brightly into Tango’s life.

It was a weird paradox, he swore that he hated fire, the way the flames licked up the flower valley walls and how it scorched the land it held. He believed in fate and superstition, and he knew that he could never get anywhere with Tango, perfect, sweet, funny Tango could never be with somebody like him.

That's why Scott left him because he was too much to handle even before the rapture and everything. As much as he liked to think that Tango was different, a deep voice inside his mind told Jimmy that he was not the exception and that he would never learn his lesson.

He took what he could take, but despite how much he liked to think that he didn't bite off more than what he could chew he knew that he would do the same thing, that he would destroy Tango’s life alongside his.

And he supposed his worst fears came true when Scar set the ranch on fire, all for taking his stupid horse. He couldn't escape it, he knew that fire would destroy everything again, like how it did in his nightmares that left him restless. And it felt as though his worst fears were coming through. The flames climbed up the ranch walls that tango oh so carefully and lovingly built, his home, his pyre, his nest was disrupted and the flames scorched anything in his way. They both tried to set the fire off using water from the river but it was of no use, the ranch was ruined and couldn't be fixed.

Fire raged in Tango’s heart, his home had been destroyed and he was rageful to vanquish Scar and his stupid Jellie pandas. His hair flamed a dark blue, eyes raging with white-hot fire. He saw red and he had set his target. And there was nothing, no one that would stop him from getting his revenge.

Jimmy knew he couldn't do anything about this, but he had to try and fix it, a bucket of water in his hand and a determined expression on his face, he rushed over to Tango, the water splashing in the bucket and spilling onto the hay-covered grass. Fate may be against him but he wanted to do something to change it, he had to, not only was Tango putting their lives at risk, but he was also getting badly hurt, or at least that's what Jimmy could feel through his soulbound.

The bucket spilled over the ground and Jimmy rushed to hold Tango’s hands slightly wincing as he saw them glowing red. His eyes determined he held his hands between them and looked into his eyes. 

“Tango, look at me,” he pleaded, his voice wavering slightly in the pain that held his hands but he knew he had to do something.

His glazed-out eyes shifted over to Jimmy's worried expression. He blinked slowly at him, acknowledging his presence.

“Breathe Tango, they just want to see destruction, they just want to egg you on” he glared at the outlook of others peering curiously at the soulmates.

Jimmy kept whispering calm quiet words to him, his face determined as ever, until Tango breathed a gasp of air as though all the air had been sucked out of his lungs and that he could finally breathe again.

Jimmy smiles at him, a soft smile that Tango is mesmerised by, staring at how his soft rose lips turned upwards. until he saw the other wince.

Eyes wide, he quickly jumped apart from the other. Tango looked at the cause of Jimmy's pain and his eyes flicked to his hands, what used to be beautiful carvations of skin and flesh were now singed charcoal. 

“Oh my gods I am so sorry for that, I didn't mean to, I swear, I just wasn't thinking” Tango spluttered, angry at himself for letting his rancher get hurt but more upset at the sight of not being able to fix anything.

“It's fine tango, all that matters to me is that you're okay” Jimmy smiled softly

“N- no that isn't fair on you,” Tango spluttered “I care about you, so much more than you might think, and it hurts me to know that I did something to hurt you” 

Tango stood up straight and turned his head up to look into his eyes. Jimmy knew that he had to do it, his emotions bursting out of his ribs, tearing at the sinews of his heart.

Jimmy stood, his eyes shaky as he glanced past Tango’s flaming yellow hair, glowing in the soft hours of the sunset as he pulled Tango up by his singed hands and embraced him, holding him in his arms. The smoky scent of the air grew as Tango's hair glowed warm, the fire reflecting on Jimmy's wings and the soft dim glow of the setting sun. 

Jimmy’s heart shattered as he looked upon Tango's eyes, incarnadine pools of ingenuity and depth. He didn’t want Tango to blame himself, much like he had done for their first death. He trusted Tango and knew that he wouldn’t harm Jimmy on purpose. He was Jimmy’s world, his rancher and he never wanted to let go of the blazeborn in his arms.

He wanted this moment to last forever, he didn’t want to go back to Empires, he didn’t want to be teased for every thing he did, he didn’t want to face the cold stares and superior glances of the others, he wanted to be at home, with Tango.

Shaking, he blinked out of his trance, he cursed under his breath. He knew it was too good to be true, he wasn’t back at his home and he had to accept that fact, despite how much it hurt. 

He knew the watchers weren’t doing anything to help either, putting him in stupors in which he lived in a state of peace. He supposed it was a way to bring his guard down, so that he was vulnerable and so they could capture him again and force him to join, like they did for Grian.

On some days it seemed like the better choice anyways…

There was no reason to stay, he bet no one would notice if he was gone anyways. All the other emperors only came to him when they needed gunpowder or someone to make fun of, he told himself he would be fine with it but why did it feel like peeling his skin off whenever the effort of existing got harder.

And since Joel turned him into a toy using his newfound godly powers he felt more broken than ever.

His coarse flesh was replaced by porcelain, his heart ripped apart and replaced with soft cotton. His shiny golden wings plucked apart (half by himself, half by the lore) and replaced by a pull string.

He couldn't stand it anymore, the soaring pain flooded his veins and made his brain lightheaded and dizzy. 

He just wanted to disappear.

[aliesafenlock]

For @pea-green , my first ever mutual, who made me aware of Galentine's. 🐝 🫖 🌊

Art by doodlebotillustration on IG

[moondirti]

What are some of your comfort fics? I’m dying for recommendations and I trust your taste

the way i classify a comfort fic is something i've read more than once, so. not all of these are particularly comforting (that is, soft/fluffy) but they're all pieces of art and should be revered

darkfics in red. multifandom list. links to tumblr or ao3

COD

lavender skies, by @yeyinde

dangle on the leash, by @/yeyinde

sink or swim, by @/yeyinde

the pit, by @peachesofteal

dead disco, by @/peachesofteal

saltwater, by @ceilidho

landscape with honey, by @/ceilidho

pet au, by @cordeliawhohung

omegaverse au, by @sprout-fics

red fox series, by @charnelhouse

OTHER FANDOMS

sober ii (melodrama), by shaekespeares on ao3 francis abernathy x richard papen

out there, somewhere, by renaissance on ao3 francis abernathy x richard papen

anagnorisis, by maiden_of_asgard on ao3 kylo ren x f! reader

imperium, by audrey_w on ao3 armitage hux x f! oc (+ kylo ren)

rough day, by @no-droids din djarin x f! reader

i've flown too close to the sun, by /charnelhouse din djarin x f! reader

for the love that used to be there, @fatesundress tom riddle x f! reader

atrophy, by @/yeyinde joel miller x f! reader

[hobicakess]

Anyway!! back to our regular schedule. let's talk about vampire ex boyfriend Jungkook

warnings: angst, major character death, just so sad poor Kook, unedited , this fic will never be posted

The two of you met at a club.

You spot Jungkook in the far corner and according to your friends he's been eyeing you all night so with all the liquid courage in your system you approached him.

The two of you dance the night away and surprisingly he can handle all the ass you throw at him. The night ends with him helping you and your friends into a taxi and your number snuck in his phone.

Time goes on and you and Jk put a title to your relationship. For 10 long months you were a very happy couple. Until you weren't.

When Jk was turned he was on his way to see you actually. After a long 2 days of being apart he rushed the opportunity of being with you. In the alleyway he heard a woman crying and the sounds of thrashing and Jungkook was a selfless man.

Little did he know it was a trick and that woman took his humanity away forever.

You don't see Jungkook for a month. His parents' friends and acquaintances haven't seen him either, he never showed up to his scheduled training sessions at the boxing gym, or the gym he'd been going to for years. You put up missing posting in every nook and cranny of Seoul. You were in shambles emotionally and physically, the love of your life just up and leaves you. The police suggest that maybe he ran off with another woman— a different looking foreigner but no that wasn't your kookie.

When it hit 2 months you noticed everyone's efforts were lacking, you watched as his friends moved on and your friends encouraged you to move on. His parents' didn't seem to care as much as you did either coming to the terms of their son being gone. When the 6th month hit you also lost hope. You don't sleep surrounded by his clothing anymore, you don't sob into his hoodies or smell his cologne anymore. You loved Jungkook but there wasn't much u or the police could do anymore.

When you finally see Jungkook again it's been a year and a half. You moved from his apartment, thrifting his things and even went on dates arranged by your friends because you still felt iffy about dating.

When you see him, you have to look long and hard. He looked different from the kookie you knew. Long curly hair, leather jacket, piercings adorning his lips, ears, eyebrow, and nose. He looked paler and his cheeks and jaw were sharper, he'd even gotten taller by a few inches, and extremely buffer. The puff in his chest was more than noticeable. While observing you didn't realize that you were walking towards him until a woman appeared.

He gave her a smile he once had reserved for you all teeth and gums, handing her a bouquet of red roses as her arms wrapped around his neck kissing him. You stopped all movements as your mouth opened wide. Your fears were true. He left you for another woman and most would think your fear was him dying but at the moment you were convinced this was worse than death on both parts.

The cars in front of you honk making you jump you were quick with crossing the opposite street. With your head down to the pavement tears filling your eyes. Though what you didn't see was the smile leave his lips as he pushed his sire from him.

Aggressively wiping his mouth as he shrugged himself away from her. Despite his absence Jungkook has little to no say in his actions anymore. He was only a vampling and until he fully controlled his bloodlust he couldn't leave his sire or obey her word. He didn't understand why now she decided to approach u with him after a year of restrictions she'd set for him but his sire was an evil and spiteful woman.

He'd been watching you from afar since he was turned never not hiding in a corner when u walked Bam or went on your dates. He longed to feel you again all he needed was to control himself but from what his sire tells it takes centuries.

Let's say he watches you move on completely the only reminder of him being the dog you once shared. He watches you marry and have children, he watches you grow old and grey and your children grow older. He hurts so bad because he was supposed to be living alongside you , dying alongside you.

He's at your side when you die at age 86 , he holds your aged hand tightly into his forever cold ones. You stare at him long raising your hand to touch the mole that stays in the tip of his nose. Using the little strength you have to speak

"Jungkook... Kookie.." He shushes you and kisses your hands. "Where did you go?"

"I've always been here, baby." He watches you smile, squeezing him.

"I've always known" were your last words

Let's say centuries do past and Jungkook has found a coven, his previous sire burned at stake for her crimes of turning humans. Your bloodline was long gone dying with your great grandchildren five times over but you were never a distant memory but always a vivid one.

When one day while taking a train he spots you.. buying flowers.

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Pariah ~ 2011

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Ayyyyyyyy me and my girls are going to Bucharest next year! I’m so excited!!!!

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Gandra Dee and Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera

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please drop important fics that i missed in the last couple of months i’m cosy in bed and ready for anything ranging from depraved to depressing ✨