#Its 1 am and im slightly delirious

[malkon-dova]

QUOOM QUOOM QUOOM QUOOM QUOOM

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YOU READ THE TITLE!!! OH MY GOD I FINALLY DID IT!! I DID IT!!! I GOT TO THE QUANTUM MOON!!!! gosh- ohhh ohhhhh good goduhm!! how do i get started??

a couple sessions ago if you've been following these, I traveled down the quantum tower in Giants Den and learned about quantum mechanics!! that paired with exploring lake bed and the quantum shard on ember-twin taught me a lot about how it all worked right?

well in a mini session i had earlier this week (didn't liveblog it then, but i'll talk about it here now)- I was able to get to the quantum tower of knowledge in Brittle!!! just by waiting for it to be blown up by the moon! how fantastic is that?? i honestly thought it wasnt the intended solution until my playthrough buddy @aetergator said it was fdhkgdfk; i find that hilarious honestly- I swear I thought I'd have to do some quantum schenanigans sdhkfgsdg

either way! i got in and learned some stuff about entering the "6th location" through a temple. frankly, i was a bit disappointed finding only that bit of knowledge; I was really hoping to find some direct instruction on how to get to Quantum. still! i got that information and the ship log with it.

cut forward to this session and after failing to figure out how to get to the sun station warp on Ash twin for the millionth time, I decided to try to get to Quantum! why not yknow?

I already knew that Quantum disappears the moment i try to pierce the atmosphere from a previous attempt a decent while ago. i figured that because my sight got clouded by the Quantum storm, it counted as me losing sight of the moon- hence allowing it to teleport.

so, in this attempt, i did the only thing that could possibly circumvent that and OH MY GOD I MADE IT.

and oh. oh my GOD. ITS SO COOL. ITS SO SO SO SO COOL!!!!!!!! I FELL IN LOVEEE WITH THE QUANTUM MECHANICS WHEN I FIRST LEARNED ABOUT IT, AND NOW HERE'S A MOON THAT IS ENTIRELY QUANTUM!!! AND I'M ON IT!!!!!!!!!

AND OF COURSE THE TEMPLE!!!!! GODDD I love seeing it teleport around :))) i love love love quantum stuff its so cool !!! same with the shuttle!!!!! i first saw it at the gravity cannon on brittle when I recalled it, but it was so cool to see it on the moon itself!!!

anyways, the next sequence of events i figured out like-- really quickly- but here's a quick run down

>arrive on moon (freaking out; holy shit im here) >sees temple; recalls knowledge from brittle quantum tower (guess i gotta go to the north pole before going into the temple) >north pole is inaccessible (i came in when it was orbiting bramble) >erm; guess i'll go to the temple anyways >go to 6th location; door is blocked (guess ill explore the other planets) >oh my god the moon is changing with each planet (sees north pole is changing as well) >what if i went to a planet that didn't actively threaten my life >goes to timber; north pole is accessible; jackpot!!!!!! >get temple to north pole; go inside; teleport to 6th location >oh. my god.

HELLO??? HELLO. HELLO OH MY GOD??? I NEVER THOUGHT I'D MEET A NOMAI???? OH MY GOD

SOLANUM SWEETIE HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLO DARLING!!!!!! HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!

o uh my god. ooh my god. WE'RE FRIENDS!!!!!! WE'RE FRIENDS

me and the bestieee :) (i will never recover from this joyous day)

also my bestie is dead and their body is quantum. this genuinely spooked me when i saw this btw! :,) i was already spooked from jumping into The Eye and landing back into Timber Quantum- but then the whiplash of "oh that's solanum's body" mixed with "did. did she move." spooked me extra!!! very cool; but also very sad.

oh! another thing! i discovered you can track the temple and all it's instances through the scout if you dont have a pic!!! see those little yellow dots on the map? slowly over time those appeared and showed where the temple could appear (and sometimes they did!) it's so cool, i wonder if i could use this knowledge for something such as Bramble (w/the duplicate signals and all)! dunno how i'd use it tho!

but yeah! in other things, i finally got the last bit of info i was missing from Sunless!!! (and the solution was so easy too... just had to fall into the right sand hole from above.. i thought i had to find some way below w/the tractor beam and all..). regardless! i actually already knew this information that i discovered here! i saw that gravity warp symbol whenever id graze by the Sun Station, and i assumed that the sun shaped tower on Ash Twin is the right warp!! still, its good to get confirmation

I also talked to Riebeck!!!! so much stuff to talk about!! feels good to have a fella to talk about the Solanum interaction with!!!

either way; next time in outer wilds, i ought to either find The Vessel, get to the sunstation warp, and or get into the area where all my memories are held on Ash! hooray! lots of things to do

i love this game man, i really do

[enderwoah]

ORIGINS SMP HEADCANONS (because i love them): SEASON TWO EDITION BAYBEEE

(this is really long ENJOY :gun:)

tommy

he is phil's son smile

phil's most recent son at least

he's got like one more somewhere

he picked this one up off the dangerous streets a few years ago and he's been sticking with phil ever since

his wings are small- not too small to fly, but they're untrained to the point where it would take a lot or work to get him off the ground

but at first, he didn't really seem to want to learn all that much?

(he has three scars on his face- all from trying to learn how to fly when he was younger)

(he gave up after the third one)

("if at first you don't succeed; try, try again" is his motto, and he tried all three times)

but!! phil and wilbur are very persuasive :) and now that he knows he can fly, he's not going to rest until he does

he's a little manipulative to get what he wants sometimes, but can you blame someone that lived on the street for so long?

he had to do that to survive! it's not his fault.

(it's a great excuse.)

he laughs like a kookaburra amen

he squawks when he gets scared

he chirps. he tries not to because it makes phil go absolutely bird-brained but he does sometimes and he hates it.

tubbo

NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A B[GUNSHOTS]

god he is. so fucking annoying (/rp)

he simply does not know when to stop

he ignores social cues to see when someone is annoyed

(see: he can read social cues. he does read social cues. when you get annoyed that's when he starts being more annoying, because you're more likely to give him what he wants to get him to shut the fuck up.)

he loves talking to (at) people, especially people he doesn't really know that well

so he's trying to be friends with ranboo, but the absolute prick keeps trying to avoid any actual conversations, so that's not working

he buzzes when he gets excited-happy

his fingertips are completely blackened and horrendously sharp, functioning as ten individual stingers

they don't do any actual damage but he's working on that

techno

wither hybrid (??)

how can you be a wither hybrid?? nobody got down and dirty with the wither

he's an experiment

the reason we haven't seen him yet? he's staying away from the main area of the smp

he doesn't want to ruin its natural beauty with his withering effect, so he keeps to himself on the outskirts of the smp

which sucks

withers get health from killing things

he's not fully a wither, so he gets energy from being around people and sort of draining their life force a little bit

he feels terrible when he's with just one person because they are Literally his life support and it makes the person feel like shit

when he's with a big group of people its great!! he only has to take a little bit from everyone and its barely noticable!!

but then there's the wither part. so he has to stay away.

he's always tired

always exhausted

he's a farmer, so taking it from animals works, but god does he miss people

but he can only visit a few times and for very short

(he's afraid that one of these days he'll get so bad that the next time he sees someone he'll accidentally kill them)

(it already happened once. he's blessed that he's been forgiven, even made friends with by the victims, but he doubts he'll be able to pull that off again with no consequences like last time)

wilbur

phantlings are dead elytrians, and given that wilbur was phil's son...he's a phantling

he died in the late 50s and was a librarian when he was alive, so he's very possessive (ha) over all of his things

you should never ask to "borrow" anything from him, he will hound you about it until you give it back

it's best to just say that you want something from him to keep

even if youre going to give it back

just for your own peace of mind

phantlings can feel fear and get a genuine feeling of elation from scaring people

of course, sometimes its unwelcome (feeling large amounts of fear from someone they care about in a bad way just makes them pissed)

but for the most part, wilbur loves appearing in the corner of people's visions just to jumpscare them a few minutes later

all in good fun, of course!! it's just hilarious :)

being the lighthearted, fun guy he is, he's not particularly secretive about his method of death

"how did i die? well, it all started -- ended -- on november 16th, 1958!"

"i walked out of the library late, since i took the shift for my wife since she was feeling sick and i worked there anyways,"

"the streets were dark and only lit up by gaslamps...and out of an alley...appeared..........."

techno.

he didn't mean it. wilbur isn't at all mad at him (anymore)

he was starving. he didn't know that one touch would be enough to fully revitalize him...

and murder wilbur where he stood.

sneeg

has details on everyone on the server

you Cannot Hide Shit From Sneeg

its impossible

if you find of his any shittly little mouse holes then you're doomed

you find one and there are twenty more

he's under your floorboards while you're having your important discussion about trapping the nether roof

sucks to suck ig??

he seems to be the favourite of many, which is weird since he rarely goes out of his way to actually talk to many people

he's the only person that tubbo doesn't actively try to annoy (or maybe he just doesn't find tubbo's antics all that annoying)

he's the only person that ranboo stays around (or maybe he stays around ranboo- he and Phil seem to be the only ones not off-put by his slightly sadistic and whiny demeanour (not counting tubbo, who annoys him anyways)

phil seems to be more protective of him than he thinks is normal (he lets sneeg ride on his shoulder while travelling, so he doesn't really complain)

niki is completely protective over him (again, not complaining)

contrary to popular believe, he does not get high from sugar

if anything he gets

high-per

(get it)

(high-per)

(hyper)

he's literally just a nine-year old getting a sugar rush leave him alone

phil

take the normal "bird-brain" headcanons and multiply it by like sixty-four

and you've got origins phil

he can't see glass- or, rather, he can, but it doesn't register that 'hey, this is a solid surface i am going to slam into'

its very funny for everyone else but he's pretty sure he has permanent brain damage from the blunt force trauma

if there is ANYONE on the server who dares to chirp, bird or no, they must understand that they are signing away their privacy and giving phil the right to go absolutely bonkers over them momma bird style

(shoutout to tommy, wilbur, ranboo, and fundy for having to suffer through this)

"oh??? you don't have wings?? you don't have feathers?? omg?? then what's this im preening?? what do you mean im just braiding your hair?? nono this is preening smile"

god help you if you dare to have wings

poor tommy, wilbur, sneeg, and tubbo

phil can't help himself alright

do you think he wants to be any sort of protective over sneegsnag?

no!! but he cant stop himself!! sneeg might damage his wings if he keeps flying those super long distances!!! nnnno! carry the bug man!!!

it's weird, he's always had that protective sense over ranboo, too

but ranboo very obviously doesn't have wings, so he doesn't get it...

ranboo

yes ur a peasant

yes ur poor

yes im cooler than u

what r u gonna do about it

the enderdragon's son! partially a dragon, partially enderman, partially human (don't ask, his other mom is a hybrid), all spoiled brat!

given that he has a ton of dragon genes, he's extremely possessive over his stuff and Yes He Does Do The Hoarding Thing

he has a pile of rings and gold chains and necklaces and most of his jewellery hidden underneath his bed

(if you ask him, no, he doesn't)

not to wear

just to Have

one time, fundy stole one (1) bracelet from the hoard and ranboo was sent into a panic for a good 24 hours

he wouldn't leave his cave and kept counting and recounting as if that'd make the missing piece reappear

(when fundy had to give it back because of the guilt, he expected to get his face bitten off)

(instead, he just watched as the prince was flooded with relief, telling him to get the hell out and nothing more)

it's weird, he has so much gold and even a crown, and yet here he is

living with all those people ^^^

truth be told, the enderdragon isn't a very nice dragon

nor is she a very kind queen

nor was the other queen

nor was her son

there was a mutiny in the end, leading to the dragon queen and her wife being killed brutally by the crowd of angered people

they went after their son next, who had ordered executions and worked servants to the bone just as much as they had

they cut off his wings in the middle of the square

he was sure he was going to die until a random person (a peasant) jumped up and yelled at them for publicly torturing a child

but ranboo didn't really catch all of it, given he was delirious from pain

he got to get some stuff quickly and escape with his life

this wasn't too long ago, either, so he's still trying to...adjust...to people talking rudely to him

(he's also trying to adjust to not having wings)

(hence why he hurls himself off the edges of cliffs and then has to teleport to the bottom instead of glide. he keeps forgetting.)

[zedwards]

MOVIE DATES WITH STRAY KIDS

stray kids x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1.8k

warnings: intended for male reader, but can be read as gender neutral; my first fic 👉👈 im nervous; lowercase aesthetic; does “bastard” count as a swear word..?

i hope you enjoy this little gift :)

bang chan

he likes romantic comedies

tbh being chan’s s/o would feel like a romcom of its own

since he doesn’t like crowds, your movie dates together usually wouldn’t involve actually going to the movies

instead you’d probably both opt to stay in for the night and watch a movie on the couch

under multiple blankets

in each other’s arms

hugs and cuddles

with the occasional kiss on the top of your head

it’s so soft

it’s chan :)))

he does the little claps at the end of the movie

because happy endings ^–^

y’know those awkward scenes where the main couple meets for the first time?

he likes to point out which character you were most similar to when the two of you first met

“i didn’t know you were in this movie!”

“you look so different! i could hardly recognize you!”

he’s such a dork

all your movie nights would end in one of three ways:

1.) you falling asleep in his arms

2.) him falling asleep holding you close (yeah not really, this man doesn’t sleep that much T_T)

or 3.) you both make it through the movie, and one of you says something like

“this is nice...i wish we could just stay like this”

and so you both (in theory) fall asleep right where you are

either way, chan is the best boyfriend and neither of you know what you did to deserve each other

lee know

he’d get you to go see a horror movie

even if you protest, he’d manage to convince you somehow

pokes fun at you every time you get scared

during a suspenseful part in the movie, he’d suddenly put his hands on your shoulders and shake you (lightly) out of nowhere, just to startle you

and he’d have to stifle his giggles because your reaction is just too priceless

absolutely relishes in how you never let go of his arm

like ever

seriously, his arm might as well be an extension of your body at this point

he may act like he’s annoyed

but he loves it

cuz he knows it’s because you feel safe with him

and if you hide your face in the crook of his neck

he’d get this look on his face...

something between an evil smirk and an amused grin

why? because his plan is working

plot twist: the whole reason he chose to see a horror movie with you was so that you would cling to him

surprise!! >:]

but even if you catch on, he’ll never admit it

tsundere

“did you even see any of the movie?”

you just kinda grumble in response, still latched onto his arm

“i can’t believe it... i so generously paid for your ticket, only for you to hide your face the whole ti- OW!”

you jab him in the side with your elbow give him a “love tap” :)

but it’ll take more than that to get him to stop teasing you about it

he’s a cocky bastard but you love him to death for it

seo changbin

superhero movie!!!

like something from the mcu

seeing him get so excited/invested in the movie??

wholesome

but he might get a little too excited

in other words, going to the movies with changbin is an...interactive experience

meaning that he talks at the movie

not to the movie, but at the movie

like...he talks at the characters on screen

as if they can hear him

honestly it’s kinda cute

but occasionally you have to remind him to keep his voice down

“HE TRIED TO TELL YOU NOT TO TOUCH THE STONE”

“shhhh alright calm down a bit-”

“...AND NOW YOU DEAD”

“changbin i love you but please don’t get us kicked out of the theater”

10/10 would have his arm around you throughout the movie

even if his arm goes numb, he’d refuse to let anything stop him

“changbin, you don’t have t-”

“CUDDLES.”

lowkey feels like a pillow

bc he beefy

on very rare occasions he might fall asleep during the movie

if he does end up dozing off and you catch him in the act, he’d deny it profusely

he likes to spontaneously slip his hand into yours :)

and lace your fingers together :))

you’re holding hands now :)))

his presence is just so warm and fuzzy and you make each other so happy

hwang hyunjin

THIS MAN

the funnest(?) most fun bf in existence

he’s definitely the type to try and smuggle outside food into the theater

he insists that he’s inconspicuous about it

and he tries to be

but he’s not :)

“uh... hyunjin, why are you wearing two hoodies?”

“i uh... i’m... cold?”

“so you’re sticking bags of microwaveable popcorn in between your sweatshirts...to keep warm?”

*visibly sweating* “i can explain...”

ok ok

so y’all seeing a comedy

why?

because HIS LAUGH OMG

it’s so bubbly and contagious

so naturally, you’d both be laughing up a storm at the back of the theater

and sometimes it’s because of the movie

but most of the time it’s because of the side comments the two of you keep making to each other

and it doesn’t help that he keeps making these ridiculous observations about the characters in the movie

“what’s up with that guy?”

“what about him?”

“why is he built like a refrigerator?”

about halfway through the movie, you both reach that delirious state where literally anything and everything becomes funny

even if it’s not supposed to be funny

...especially if it’s not supposed to be funny

the two of you? lowkey hyenas

long story short, you’re both asked to leave the theater not even two hours into the film :)

han jisung

action!! movie!!

finishes the popcorn within the first ten minutes of the film

that is, if he doesn’t scarf it all down during the previews

he talks through the entIRE THING

he’s always got something to say

it’s like watching the director’s commentary version of a movie

but instead of the director talking about the film-making process

it’s jisung muttering nonsense in your ear

sometimes pertaining to the movie

and other times...

“hey did i ever tell you about the time i saw a seagull eating garbage?”

...yeah, other times it’s...not

either way, you don’t mind

because you aren’t really paying much attention to the movie anyways

you’re too busy admiring your boyfriend

how could you not?

the way he’s on the edge of his seat, giving the movie his full attention...

the light from the screen flickering dimly on his face, highlighting his gentle features...

you’re the luckiest person in the world, no doubt

his eyes light up whenever something particularly cool/badass happens in the movie

but he also gets startled by the explosions every now and then

when that happens, you just look at each other for a moment

and then burst into a fit of giggles

“stoooppp!! it was loud, ok??”

you just hum in response and rest your head on his shoulder

y’know that thing he does where like...

he’s giggling, but he has something he wants to say, so he keeps trying to talk?

but his words keep getting cut off by his own laughter?

yeah... that’s what he’s doing

he’s adorable

lee felix

animated movie

a firm believer that you’re never too old to enjoy cartoons

he never lost that child-like energy/enthusiasm, which is part of what makes him such a gem

so of course, when the new disney movie came out, he knew he had to go see it with you

he would definitely load up on snacks from concessions

if you don’t stop him, he’s gonna be buying two giant things of popcorn and at least five different kinds of candy

and when he walks back to you after paying, he’d just smile brightly from behind the mountain of junk food in his hands like

“snacks :D!!!!!”

seriously though, try to keep track of how much popcorn he eats

bc he might overeat and get a stomachache :((

obviously he can take care of him self, cuz he’s an adult

but like

he loves when you look out for him

because he knows just how much you care about him

sunshine boy :((

y’all already know how much of a cuddle bug this man is

so of course that means lots of cute, affectionate gestures during the movie

skinship

holding hands

you resting your head on his shoulder

and him resting his head on top of your head

and most importantly SNUGGLES

snuggles are a must

for him, movie dates are just an excuse to be extra touchy with you

even though he never needs an excuse to get cuddles whenever he wants

because c’mon

it’s felix

what are you gonna do, say no?

kim seungmin

murder mystery film

tends not to talk all that much during movies

he’d just be so completely engrossed in the movie that he’d forget about his surroundings

but that’s not to say he won’t hold your hand or drape his arm over your shoulders

every now and then you can catch him leaning forward in his seat

with his mouth slightly ajar

it’s so endearing

but if for whatever reason you want to get his attention...

heh...

yeah, good luck with that

you’d have to maybe give his hand a lil squeeze to get his attention

and at first he’d just turn his head in your direction, keeping his eyes glued to the movie

but if you gave his hand another squeeze, he’d snap out of it

“psst...seungmin”

“mm.”

“hey, seungmin?”

“huh? yeah?”

“i love you”

if that doesn’t make his heart SWELL—

his dazed expression would quickly shift into one of pure elation and fondness

he might not respond verbally

but he’d gently bring your hand up to his lips

press a soft kiss atop your knuckles

and then lower your hand again without letting go, turning his attention back to the movie

but that bright smile of his would never falter for even a moment

he loves you too

so so much :)

yang jeongin

another one for romantic comedies

he likes it when there’s a little less “rom�� and slightly more “com”

and so do you

because it means you get to hear his laugh more

oh god...

his laugh

the little giggles in between the short gasps for air...

so cute

“no. i’m not cute.”

he is very cute

probably won’t initiate any skinship

but if you do, he will absolutely go along with it

sometimes he’ll nod off in the middle of a movie

and then wake up during the credits, completely disoriented

“where am i”

“you fell asleep”

“huh??”

“you drooled a little on my shoulder, you goof”

unlike hyunjin, he’s really good at sneaking food into the theaters

like really really good

almost to the point that it’s scary

usually people try to sneak in popcorn or candy or maybe soda

well not jeongin

“hey, you want some?”

“what the- HOW DID YOU GET A BUCKET OF FRIED CHICKEN IN HERE”

“:]”

he’s not telling

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[elytrafemme]

uhm 👉🏽👈🏽 so okay uHHH number 10 and 60 ( my question is: what’s something positive that’s happened to u recently :D )

10. Do you friends or family know about your Blog?

So one of my IRL friends, my best friend of like fuck it must be 7 or so years by now maybe 6 probably something like that, follows this blog but xe is literally never on tumblr so xe has not seen any of my inane ramblings. I should text xem I'll do that in a sec

Aside from that my GF knows that I have a blog but I havent said the URL so when we want to send tumblr posts to each other we just take shitty photos of our laptop screens so its all pixelated and shit then text one another

everyone else no no no no NO aboslutely NOT

60. What's something positive that's happened to you recently?

hm. huh. well I wrote a lot of words for CS today which was really nice and yeah I had other shit to do but the amount I wrote means I'm pretty much clear from having to stress about CS for at least a few days so I'll have time to do other stuff. so that was pretty lovely.

i dunno dude. I think everything is positive pretty much. I've been in a weird space bc being slightly off physically kind of does that to you, at least to me, no matter how frequent it happens I sitll get thrown off when I'm physically unwell. but like. there are birds outside and lovely songs to listen to and I was on a VC with some friends yesterday and I got to just listen to them tell stories and I really love when people tell stories. and my mom folded up a pair of linen pants I really like when I threw them off yesterday presumably delirious and my sister helped me open up a box of pudding and my mutual texted me a link to a really beautiful play. and it was sunny this morning and it might be sunny tomorrow but if it isn't than the flowers will be full of water and keep living. I haven't given up on learning the guitar yet. mother just came in to tell me what pain meds to take tonight

anyway point being. I dunno how to answer that because it doesn't always feel like something strongly positive has stuck out to me but like everything is positive. the shitty things are negative obviously but there is positive stuff in every corner. and there's only shitty stuff sometimes. and the positive stuff doesn't go away when it gets shitty. so no matter how apathetic I get there's a lot

sorry this is a very philosophical answer I dunno I just have difficulty naming one positive thing that's happened. I've been thinking about how much I love my friends and how painful and lovely that is it's like breathing you know? maybe that's my no. 1 positive thing. I guess I just hope they know and maybe they don't yet but either way it's good. we'll all get there eventually.

also extra positive thing but you've said like just a few days ago you were a bit intimidated interacting but you've been in my asks a LOT and that's been really nice so that's extra good. one of my favorite things in the world. when people see me as the circus clown fool i am and are less afraid. i dunno I think you're cool I think the world is cool we should all go to a river and skip some stones Im very bad at that though.

[waitinginthedarke]

It Consumes Me

A BTS/Kim Namjoon Fanfiction

Summary: The minute he laid eyes on her he knew she was the one. But love is a battle of the mind and the heart, and when the voices in your head start winning, how can your heart possibly compete with a choice that consumed you before the very start…

Type: Angst/Love

Disclaimer: This story contains strong themes. Should a chapter be potentially triggering, it will be stated beforehand. (This chapter contains more direct reference to triggering subjects, most prominently EDs)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6

Chapter 7

It was always mesmerizing to you, when you could circle the little brown spots on your arms, smiling weakly at the way they’d disappear when you pressed them like a button, before reappearing when you moved your fingers aside. It was like when your tummy grumbled and you would press on it hard, and like magic it would stop, leaving you with quiet; peace.

You were too busy pushing on the spots to notice when he arrived, tilting your head curiously as you distracted yourself from the cold with your new interest, a quiet voice in the back of your mind regretting your choice of clothes; thin, long sleeved, over-sized,  black sweater over a thin tea dress with your regular converse. You’d forgotten a coat as you’d rushed out the door, having only brought your pre-packed bag with you which lay at your feet, and a stomach full of nerves.

‘Am I going to have to start bringing two coats with me everywhere I go, just so that I have one for you?’

His voice has your head snapping up in surprise, grin growing slowly on your face when you see him, and you hurriedly pull down your sleeve as you do so, so that you can stand up to greet him. Without pause you’re threading your arms around his waist, squeezing him tight as you draw the scent of him into your lungs, feeling your muscles weaken with the light-headedness that came with the action and thanking the powers that be that his automatic reaction was to do the same back to you.

He was so warm.

‘I missed you, beautiful.’

The night peeking out from behind his arm seemed to lighten with those words, tinges of white seeping into your vision in your delirious happiness, and you cant help but turn your head up to look at him so that you can catch his gaze, smiling before flickering your sights to his mouth and eagerly stretching up to touch a kiss to his lips.

It was like a movie the way you end up bent backwards, still secure in Namjoon’s arms whilst yours lay delicate against him, your lips barely grazing in the taste of a kiss, before he pulls away, the dreamlike scene scattering delicately with the minute frown that appears between his brows.

‘Are you okay?’

His voice is filled with concern, and the muscles in his shoulders bulge with tension beneath his coat, but the butterflies in your stomach were battering away too loudly for you to really cotton onto his meaning.

‘I’ve never been better.’

The answer seems to at least partially satisfy him as he lifts you back onto your feet with a smile, eyes darting behind you and tightening before he replaces his face mask back onto his face and proceeds to remove his coat.

‘Put this on before you catch a cold.’

You do as you’re told, having not stopped smiling at him since he’d found you, and feeling your cheeks hurt when instead of picking your bag up to return it to you after watching you put his coat on, he slings the pastel coloured beaten backpack onto his shoulder, before sliding his hand into yours and beginning to pull you away down the street.

Being surrounded by the smell and warmth of him had you distracted for all of 30 seconds, before you registered the feel of his stare on you, and you turn to see him smirking at you, pausing momentarily, before quickly pulling his facemask down and swooping down to plant a soft kiss to your lips, the taste of him being cola and cherries.

‘Now that I have your attention after you ignored my question five times in favour of staring at my coat that you’re wearing- with an adorable smile on your face, might i add…Have you eaten yet?’

The whole way through him talking you could feel your cheeks burning with heat where he’d caught you out for not paying attention to him, yet when he reaches his actual question, you feel the heat dissipate rapidly as you turn the words over in your mind in search of an appropriate answer.

But as it turns out, your body decided to answer him instead; your stomach rumbling loudly enough for him to hear it over the street noise.

‘Well, that’s one way to answer.’ He chuckles, seemingly paying no attention to the unsure look on your face as he switches your bag onto the opposite arm so that he could slip his arm around your waist, the move distracting you from the conversation as he proceeds to continue down the road with you, his warmth surrounding you the whole way back to his.

He’d asked you all about your day on the walk back, and even though you’d been actively responding for the most part and getting lost in his little tangents he’d take every now and again as he’d share an anecdote from his life- which you’d noticed he’d been much more open about since you found out about his occupation the other day- the moment he’d announced you were almost there, your senses had become acutely tuned into your surroundings, your mind wanting to process every tiny detail about the place he called home.

In fact, it wasn’t until you were stood before a large dark wood door within a building that appeared on the outside just as ordinary (if not a little cleaner) than all the rest, that the nerves of the situation you were about to find yourself in, and the reason you were stood there in that moment, really sinks in.

‘Hey, are you okay? You’re shaking.’ He suddenly comments, turning to you just before he goes to knock on the door, instead lowering his hand slowly to allow his palm to cup your cheek, gently lifting your gaze to meet his.

‘Im fine.’ You hurriedly murmur, offering a fragile smile, before letting it go and sighing shakily, ‘I’m just nervous about meeting the rest of your friends. I know you’ve said they’ll love me, but I’m still worried that they might not. I mean, im awkward, and shy, and nerdy, and-‘

‘And you’re funny, and brilliant, and beautiful beyond comparison, y/n. Believe me, …they’re going to adore you.’ He cuts you off, his face looming closer and closer to yours as he bends down slightly until his ungodly beauty is the only thing that your brain can process as your eyes lock with his.

‘I wouldn’t let you meet them if I didn’t think they’d love you; hell, I wouldn’t be stood here with you now if I didn’t think that I’d still find myself stood by your side in well over ten years’ time…and they know that, y/n. And when they know im serious about something, they make sure that they at least try to understand why.’ He says, smiling softly at you, before dropping a quick kiss to your forehead.

‘So,…yes, they might be a little inquisitive and imposing tonight, but I can promise you, its just because they want to understand why you mean so much to me.’

As much as you could appreciate that this sentiment was meant to relax you, the idea that you’d be on a podium for the entire evening as his friends examined you only proved to cause your anxiety to raise, your poor job at concealing your worry being easily signaled to Namjoon and leading you to suddenly have all thoughts vanish from your mind,  finding yourself becoming over taken by the feel of his mouth caressing yours roughly and his hands clasping at your back as his torso presses desperately against yours. Your hands raise up to cradle his neck, a bubble of need surging up through your chest as the taste of him drowns out the noise of your thoughts, the excitement the feel of him beneath your fingertips caused leading you to want more as your lips begin to work harsher against his, all shyness being left behind as you forget all hesitation caused by your surroundings, shivering repeatedly with the feel of his hands caressing your body.

‘God, you’re intoxicating.’ He murmurs against your mouth, a breath of space following his words before he suddenly pulls back and looks quickly around you both, relaxing visibly when the only person within reaching distance was an old couple outside of their shop across the alley road, both shooting you disapproving looks before returning to peeling their vegetables.

‘Come on, if you’re going to be playing me like that, we should really be somewhere more private.’ He says, winking at you when you look up at him to object, before you realize you still had your arms tied around him and you hurriedly pull them back down to your sides, pulling his coat tightly around you when you notice that your dress underneath had ridden up to expose the tops of your legs.

‘I was just joking, y/n.’ he says quietly when you look back up at him, voice filled with concern, and you quickly plaster a smile on your face before gently tiptoeing to kiss his cheek, grinning when his face tinges pink in response.

‘I know, pabo. I’m just nervous…and also slightly dizzy after that kiss.’ You tease him, biting lightly on your bottom lip where you find you really were slightly tense at the evening to follow and noticing his gaze lock in on the move, his chest expanding suddenly as he draws in a deep breath, before he snaps his eyes back to yours.

‘You make me nervous.’ Is all he mutters under his breath before knocking on the door before he could hesitate again, his comment causing you to smile to yourself, becoming lost in your thoughts at its sentiment, this being the way you stay until the latch unlocks on the door and light from within suddenly spills out onto you.

‘Hyung, what took so long? Jimin has been waiting for ages- he keeps annoying me because he’s so excited.’

The sight of an irritated Jungkook relaxes you minutely, the casual look he was sporting making you smile until his eyes snap to you and he hurriedly bops his head in greeting.

‘Oh, sorry y/n noona.’

You grin at him in greeting, putting him at ease as he hurriedly scurries back inside, Namjoon guiding you in with a gentle arm around your waist and helping you remove his coat-although you put up a tiny fight where you wanted to keep it on just for the fact that it smelt like him- before he slips his hand easily into your own, and with one last reassuring smile, begins to pull you into the house.

First appearances show that it was all decorated and accentuated with the same dark mahogany, the expected smell of men not really being apparent with how neatly they kept the space- with the exception of the front porch area, which seemed filled with more shoes than a shoe store. Upon emerging into the living space your eyes immediately drink in the sight of the floor to ceiling windows that line the far side of the room, the scene beyond of the han river at night, twinkling with the lights of peoples lives in their own homes, the reflection of them upon the river mesmerizing you past the point of noticing the new body that enters the room just as Namjoon goes to pull you over to the corner sofa.

‘Ah, Jin-hyung. Just in time, I’d like to introduce you to someone.’

Namjoon’s voice pulls you back to the present as you turn in the direction of his attention, hurriedly bowing in greeting as your brain simultaneously registers Namjoon’s use of honorifics, offering a timid smile when you look back up at him, and feeling the blood drain to your toes when you see the man before you staring at you with a look of confusion and slight skepticisim.

‘Aish, Namjoon-ah, is this the lady you were on about?’

The man’s sudden change from intimidating confusion to relaxed joker almost feels like it causes you whiplash, but before you can let the feeling sink in, you’re focusing on Namjoon’s reaction to him, attempting to gage the appropriate response to him.

‘Yah, you didn’t forget what I told you yesterday did you, hyung? I made sure everyone was okay with her coming over for the evening- we had a debate about it for almost two hours!’ Namjoon insists, the disbelieving smile on his face signalling that you could relax with the humour-filled banter passing between the two of them: - that was until their attentions were turned back to you.

‘So…you must be y/n.’ the man Namjoon had called ‘Jin’ says, offering you a welcoming smile as he approaches you in polite greeting, looking between Namjoon and yourself and letting out a short, quiet chuckle.

‘I’m Jin. I don’t know who out of the others you’ve met yet, but you can refer to me as the friendly older brother- as well as the comedian of the group.’ He offers, winking at you, and the action makes you laugh in relief, despite the way your fingers were twisting together with your nerves. The feeling of Namjoon’s palm suddenly sitting warmly at the base of your spine has your attention drawing back to him, and you notice the slight tension in his jaw which wasn’t there before, the sight causing you to raise an eyebrow questioningly.

‘Its nice to meet you, Jin-sshi.’ You offer, turning back to the older man and seeing him nod his head at you, before he draws in a deep breath and looks awkwardly back to the corridor from where he’d came as though he’d become just as nervous as you and was seeking comfort in the nearest opportunity.

‘Well, I was just about to run to the store, so…I guess I’ll see you in a few.’ He explains, raising his hand as a farewell, before hurrying down the short corridor towards the door, out of sight.

‘See, that wasn’t as bad as you thought was it?’

You narrow your eyes at Namjoon’s playfully condescending tone, turning away from him as you make yourself comfortable on the sofa, and smiling cryptically as something enters your mind, and you watch him follow your lead, leaving only the slimmest gap between your bodies as he settles beside you.

‘And on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being the easiest person to meet and 10 being the most unsociable, how would you rate him?’ you ask, turning your head to look at him inquisitively, having to look up a little cause he was still so much taller than you even when you were sat down.

‘Uhhh…maybe…a 3? Perhaps even a 2?’ he offers sheepishly, chuckling when you hum in tense anticipation of what he would pose as a 9/10, but becomingly easily distracted by the feeling of his hand reaching over to find your own to offer comfort, the way he pulls it into his lap to gently trail his fingertips over every knuckle and line pulling a warm smile from you as you watch his inspection.

‘Are you nervous with me here?’ you ask quietly, drinking in the features of his face as his eyes narrow with the smile that pulls at his lips, ears reaching back into his hair line and his adams apple bobbing lightly as he draws in a breath; every movement he makes being mesmerizing to you.

‘I can’t help but be- you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, ever had the pleasure of calling mine, and I’ve brought you into an apartment with 6 other men, all of whom have their own charms, and undoubtedly they will have their own ways of making you smile, and yet for some reason I want to be the only one who makes you smile. I have this rage of irrational jealousy burning in my chest…all because I cant bear the thought of seeing you with anyone else. The human mind baffles…’

You watch him intently as he explains, subconsciously intertwining your fingers with his when he mentions wanting to be the only one who made you smile, not noticing the smile that creeps onto your own face…or the way you end up sneaking closer to him until your arms brushed and you practically had your chin sat on his shoulder.

‘I love your mind.’

The quiet mutter from you has him turning his head slightly so that he could make eye contact with you from the corner of his eye where he’d been too shy to look at you during his confession of jealousy, his mouth curling up at the edge in a smile causing the butterflies in your chest to riot before you find yourself stretching up to touch your lips timidly to his, not being able to resist the temptation presented before you, and biting your lip sheepishly when your brain catches up with the action and you pull back suddenly.

‘You’re such a tease.’ He whispers, the fire in his eyes that had been ignited by the kiss being accentuated through his grip tightening on your fingers.

However its just as he leans closer to you, holding your hand in place so that you couldn’t escape (not that you ever wanted to), that the two of you are interrupted by a cacophony of noise coming from the direction of the front door, causing you to pull back from him a little, being stopped from going too far by his grip on your hand, and you look up at him worriedly, fear twinging through your veins momentarily, before you see the sultry look in his eyes and your heart reverts from panic mode, turning your automatic reaction into a shakyily shy smile- but not before you’d already watched his expression flicker from sultry to surprised, before finally settling on confusion with the hint of resolution.

‘Hey Namjoon-ah! Jin said your friend was here already, can we meet-‘

Upon hearing the voice you’d already started to your feet, being stood ready for inspection by the time the owner of the voice emerged into the room and watching him trail off when his sights land on you.

As you inspect the first guy, two others trail in behind him, all of their eyes immediately locking onto you and you cant help but smile awkwardly as you all become caught in a bubble of hesitation, the pause giving you a moment to suss out what you could from their visuals.

The first guy who’d entered the room was a bit shorter than Namjoon, but you guessed older by his lack of honorifics, his warm brown hair being brushed back under his cap, the shade of which accentuated his cheekbones which in turn drew your attention to the strong line of his jaw and the statue like build of his eyes and lips, immeasurably precise compared to the proportions of his face. He was wearing simple clothing; a white shirt under a dark denim jacket paired with plain basketball style shorts, as though he’d just come back from sports practise- or in this case you’d guess ‘dance rehearsal’.

That was still gonna take some getting used to.

The first guy who emerges from behind him has a similarly lanky build, the two not much different in height, although you already found yourself mesmerized by the angelic softness of his face, his inquisitive puppy-like eyes as they dance over you and the child-like tilt of his head as calculations about you begin to dance behind his gaze. The way his fringe frames his face brings your attention to the bright blonde of his hair and the cuttingly sharp angle of his jaw, before your eyes wander to the impeccably white shirt he was wearing that he’d paired with black slacks, almost as though he’d just come from a business meeting; the look completely contradicting the first man’s outfit.

It wasn’t until you’re about to turn your attention to the final guy who enters the room a few seconds after the first two that Namjoon stands from where he’d been apparently bracing himself on the sofa, angling himself minutely in front of you as he addresses his friends, before slowly sliding an arm around to lay his palm on your lower back in comfort and to demonstrate a certain level of possession of you to the other men.

‘Hoseok-hyung, Taehyungie, Yoongi-hyung, This is y/n; this is the girl I’ve told you about-‘

‘You mean the girl you haven’t stopped telling us about for the past 24 hours since you broke it to us that she was coming to stay for the night?’ The first guy cuts him off, smirking playfully at the man beside you, before he approaches you with ease and offers you a tiny bow in greeting.

‘It’s very nice to meet you, y/n. I hope you don’t mind the mess, its Namjoon’s fault.’ He comments, the tiny quip making you chuckle as your eyes dart to the pile of books in the corner next to the bookcase (note: not ON the bookcase, despite there being space), and remembering the few shoes in disarray out in the hall.

Its only then, as the two begin to joke around- a few shoves being given and received- and the conversation beginning to go off on a tangent, that your gaze moves to the final person who had arrived with the little entourage…

…and you find him looking right back at you, with an unreadably dark expression.

So this would be the 10.

(T.B.C)

[lubdubsworld]

Give me some sugar Daddy

Park Jimin x OC

Chapter 1 /   Chapter 2/   Chapter 3 /   Chapter 4 /   Chapter 5 /

  Chapter 6 ~ Part 1/  Chapter 6 ~ Part 2   / Chapter 7/

  Chapter 8 /   Chapter 9

Chapter 10

“Y/N... “ His voice was just a little more insistent and I clenched my fists. I had always known, in  the back of my mind, that this day would come. And i’d always told myself, that on that day, I would look him right in the eye and tell him to go to hell. 

Taking a deep breath, i pushed down all the memories of him hurting me. 

No one can hurt you without your permission...no one will ever touch you without your permission ever again...

“Good evening, Ji Hwan.” I said calmly, opening the door. 

He looked as devilishly handsome as i remembered , unfairly sculpted features that made him seem inhuman. 

“Wow... aren’t you a sight for sore eyes... come here. Give me a hug , angel.” He held his arms open. 

I gave him a look of bored disinterest. 

“You’re embarrassing yourself by coming here. I don’t want anything to do with you.” i said casually. 

His jaw tightened and I wondered, if it was too soon. Maybe i should wait a bit more? 

“You’ve forgotten your manners angel. I’m disappointed .” He said softly and I smiled gently.

“its a good thing, then. The fact that i don’t live to please you.” 

He snarled, stepping forward aggressively and holding himself back at the last moment. 

“Come on angel. Its been so long... At least let me come in.” He said and i nodded, stepping away to let him in. My eyes darted to the back of my desk. 

“It takes two people to make a relationship work, Y/N.... You were always lying to me. .. about the smallest things.... “ He complained, shrugging his coat off and I stared at him. 

“Because when i told you the truth, you hit me.” I said bluntly and he scoffed.

“fine... I roughed you up a little once in a while. Maybe if you were a proper girlfriend, I wouldn’;t have had to. You ever thought about that?” He snapped. 

The initial terror had faded and i realized that it was mostly a pavlovian response. i had been scared of him, for so long that my body automatically reacted with fear. But truly, deep down , i wasn’t actually afraid of him. 

Because I knew that he was just so incredibly full of it. 

And i wasn’t helpless. 

I moved to stand in front of him. 

“ I’m going to be honest with you. I think you’re the lowest of scum. Vermin, if I’m being specific. And i honestly would like nothing better than to rid the world of your presence. But...” I sighed deeply. “ I don’t want your blood on my hands. So leave.” 

He stared at me, jaw slightly slack.

“What did you just say to me?” He stood up , towering over me and it surfaced again, that little bit of fear.  He’s so much bigger...so much taller...a man... what am i doing...he can do so much damage and i’m not...

“ I said that I don’t want to hurt you...but i’ve had enough of you to last a lifetime and now...I want you to get the fuck out of my house. “ I said calmly. 

He laughed obnoxiously.

“where is all this disrespect coming from? What kind of pussy-whipped guys you’ve been hanging out with angel? No one’s put you in your place in a while huh?” 

i stepped closer instead of away and he seemed even more surprside. 

“No... i’ve been hanging out with a real guy... and he knows how to treat me right...” I said honestly and his jaw tightened even more. 

“Look at you...fuck.. You forgot I’m stronger than you huh....? bigger than you... more dangerous...”

He stepped even closer and i smothered a smile.

“Give me your best shot you fucking coward...” I whispered. 

His eyes flashed with violence and he lunged for me.

It had been a long, long time but muscle memory can be an amazing thing. I bent away from him, reaching out swiftly to grab his arms, hard. I let him charge, and quickly moved sideways, causing him to lose momentum, his body swaying as he lost his balance a bit. 

I quickly stuck my foot out, catching around his shin, hooking my leg and yanking back, using the force of his movement against him. 

He tripped over my foot, landing with a crash to the floor, the wind knocked out of him. 

Before he could regain his composure, I stepped behind him, grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking his head back hard, till he gasped, neck outstretched and throat sticking out, just the way I wanted. I pulled my hand back, bringing the side of my palm down into his throat with as much force as I could. 

the sickening crunch of breaking bone and a crushed cartilage told me that I’d done it. 

He choked on air, gripping his throat in disbelief, eyes wide in shock and pain and i stared at him feeling nothing but sick revulsion.

“When you left me like that on the streets...bleeding and dying... I told myself that I would never be in that position ...ever again and you know what i realized Ji Hwan?” I whispered, moving to the desk on the side of the room. 

He lay flat on his back, eyes scrunched in agony and clawing at his throat. 

“That i didn’t have to be  to be in that position again. Know why??? Because,  yes, you may be stronger than me....but would you still be stronger , with a broken neck?” I grabbed the baseball bat and pulled it out of its bag. 

I’d bought it the day Ji Soo had told me about Ji Hwan coming back to Seoul. 

i moved to stand over him, staring down at his handsome face. He was losing consciousness. 

“And yes... you’re bigger than me... but what good is that going to do to you?, when your knees are shattered?” i whispered. 

I raised the bat high before bringing it down on his knees. the sickening crunch of his kneecaps made me tear up. 

“Pul-leash...” He choked out and I smiled at him.

“I begged you...to stop..that night...you remember , oppa?” I whispered, my head spinning with a sort of delirious rage. 

a murderous desire to inflict as much injury as I possibly could to this monster...who had done so much irreparable damage to me. 

“Y/N!!!!!!!!” The knock on the door startled me. 

“open the damn door!!” Seulgi’s voice was joined by a familiar male voice and I swallowed . 

It was Jimin. 

I turned back to the man on the floor, not sure what to do. What was Jimin doing here? 

The door crashed open before i could make a decision and Jimin stood on the threshold, wild-eyed with worry and his eyes fell on me, moving to the bat in my hand . 

He stared down at Ji Hwan and his eyes went wider.

“Holy shit...baby... what... Oh my God...” He whispered, sounding stunned. 

Seulgi screamed, rushing to her step brother and plopping down next to him.

“You little bitch!! What did you do to him....!! Oppa!! Ji Hwan oppa!!” She was shaking him, probably doing more damage to his broken neck, but I couldn’t care less.

I turned around to stare at Jimin slowly.

“Jimin ssi....” I said softly and he stepped closer. 

“Its okay.. it’s going to be okay.. Y/n.. I’m here.. everything’s going to be okay... Alright...Just...give me that thing...” He held his hand out. 

i stared down at the bat. 

“Okay.” I said calmly, handing it over. 

“ alright..shit...fuck...i think you‘ve done...considerable damage to this bastard...fuck... I’m going to call an ambulance. Where’s your mom? “ Jimin stared at me expectantly. 

My mother. She had probably slept through the whole thing , I thought, suddenly. 

My sister and i used to joke that my mom could sleep through someone getting murdered and maybe...it wasn’t an exaggeration after all.

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“Hyung..I know its the middle of the fucking night but this is fucking serious...I don’t think he’s going to make it....” Jimin was saying into the phone and I tried to relax against the leather cushions of his car. Next to me , my mother was still half asleep, staring out of the window in dazed confusion. 

 i should have made arrangements for mother...i’m going to go to prison for the rest of my life..who’s going to take care of mama? 

“Hyung... she has no defensive wounds but the guy has a history with her. He’s injured her badly before...” Jimin said softly. 

He paused a bit more and then sighed.

“okay hyung. i get it... I just don’t want her to spend even an hour in a holding cell... She’s not leaving my side tonight, alright? i just need you to make sure those charges are dropped and gone before they even appear....” 

I stared at him as he hung up.

“you don’t have to do that...” I said, my voice hoarse from disuse. I hadn’t said a word in three or four hours. 

Jimin sighed. 

“Let’s not do this, Y/N. You killed a man tonight. this is serious stuff.” He said dryly. 

I stared down at my knees.

“He’s not going to die.” i whispered. “ He’s ... he has a crushed windpipe. they can intubate him at the hospital and he’ll be okay.” I said softly. 

or maybe he would have lost enough oxygen to his brain to render him alive but mentally and physically incapacitated for the rest of his life...but i’m not getting my hopes up. 

“  Fuck... you did your research huh...” He said with a shake of his head. “ Wow... you look...fuck you look so fucking delicate , I never thought ... “ 

I flinched.

“Are you disgusted?” I said meekly.

He rounded on me, wide eyed.

“Disgusted? Are you out of your damn mind?  I just... I’m trying to process this” 

He shook his head, seemingly still a little dazed. 

“ i thought... I mean... i thought you were getting hurt and then i saw ... I’m trying to understand.  “ 

He laughed a little, without mirth and shook his head again. 

I sighed my fingers still shaking.

“He deserved it.” i said .

Jimin hummed.

“i never , for a second, doubted that. I’m sure he deserved that and more.” He said gently. “It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. I’m going to make sure that he gets out of your life for good. this isn’t going to follow you. i’ll promise you that....”

i nodded , too tired to fight over semantics. 

Besides, it was really tempting, the prospect of never having to see Im ji Hwan ever again. 

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“Another drink? You look like you could use a stiff one?” Jin said casually , holding his glass out and I shook my head.

“No.. I.. No thank you. “ I said awkwardly, feeling jarringly out of place in the living room of the dorm.

after a surprisingly short interview with the cops,  Jimin had arranged for a lady to watch over my mother in our apartment, before taking me back to his dorm. he told me that I may need a lawyer and he had to talk to yoongi about something. 

“Hmm... Fair enough. so, its true? you killed a guy tonight?” He laughed cheerfully.

“Hyung!! play nice...” Jimin called out sternly and Jin laughed.

“What? No judgement, babe, i know most of them deserve it.”

I smiled awkwardly. 

“I’m... I did hurt him, yes.” 

Jin hummed.

“Don’t worry about it. yoongi’s brother is one of the top lawyers in the whole country. He’s going to get those charges dropped within the day. And besides, Jiminie here has made it pretty clear that he’s on your side. Not a lot of idiots out there , gonna risk getting on Bangtan’s bad books.” He winked. 

I nodded, glancing tentatively at Jimin. He was deep in conversation with Yoongi, who was on the phone, presumably talking to his briother. My skin itched, the proximity oddly disconcerting. 

i felt high strung, maybe residual adrenaline from what had happened earlier but whatever it was, the urge to clamber on Jimin’s lap and just stay there forever was strong and over powering. 

Objectively, i knew all of them were good looking. But no one affected me the way Jimin did. I stared at him now, feeling somehow worse than ever. I had never considered Jimin ever seeing this side of me. The side of me that was... nothing more than an embarassing canvas of mistakes. 

I felt awful , the reminder that I had brought Jimin into something criminal, somthing ugly and disgusting and I wondered what he would think of me, if he knew about Ji Hwan and I. 

I watched the clock on the mantel and somewhere between Four and five in the morning, i dozed off on the couch. 

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I woke up to the sound of a coffee machine. 

I was still on the couch, but stretched out and with a soft blue blanket draped over me. there was something hard beneath my leg and I squirmed, realizing it was a thigh. 

I scrambled back , horrified to find the thigh attached to Kim Seokjin, who was deep asleep, mouth slightly open , body draped over the arm of the couch. 

“You’re up? I told hyung to stay put because i didn’t want you to wake up.” Jimin said kindly, carrying over a cup of coffee. I didn’t reply, merely thanking him quietly before takign the cup.

We drank in silence .

“So, everything is sorted. Ji Hwan is... stable and he doesn’t want to press charges. “

I nodded, not surprised. 

“It would be a blow to his ego to admit he got assaulted by me.” I said bitterly.

i immediately regretted it. i had no business telling this to jimin. 

“You did good. Where did you learn that?” He asked curiously and i swallowed.

“I used to baby sit for a self defense teacher , a few years ago. He ...uh...he taught me how to inflict maximum damage on a bigger opponent. I’ve been... practicing that for a long time now.” i admitted softly.

“For yesterday.” 

I nodded.

“For yesterday.” i confirmed. 

Jimin gave me a thoughtful stare.

“He must’ve really done a number on you.” He said thoughtfully. 

I flinched. 

“that’s one way to put it....” I said with a grimace. 

“I understand. But Y/N... the guy’s pretty powerful... Yoongi’s hyung thinks you might be in danger....” He said worriedly and I sighed.

“It doesn’t matter. I just... I’ve always been in danger with ji Hwan... if he comes near me again, I’ll gouge his eyes out. I learned how to do that too.” I said calmly and Jimin’s eyes went wide.

“I... okay. that’s an...interesting plan. Sounds like a lot of fun.” He laughed nervously and I frowned. 

“You looked scared for a minute there.” I tilted my head, curious. 

Jimin shrugged.

“You can’t blame me. you literally said you wanted to dig a guy’s eyeballs out.” 

I stared back at my knees. 

“Yeah... I’m a witch. Sorry to deceive you.” I said bitterly. Jimin sighed and moved closer, draping an arm over my shoulder.

“Stop putting words in my mouth. I was only joking. I’ve done and seen a lot worse than what you did to that guy. I’m not judging you. Sometimes violence is the way and I’m not against what you did.” 

I nodded.

“But we need to talk about you, now. this thing is over but I don’t want anything else happening to you.” He said seriously and I hesitated. 

“You do realize you aren’t...like... responsible for my well being  , right?” 

He frowned at me. 

“Well, it’s pretty clear that you aren’t being, in any way responsible for your well being... so I’m just doing it for you.... “ 

I groaned.

“Jimin...”

“Yoongi’s brother is here. He wants to talk to you about some stuff. We’ll discuss things with him, see what he says and then we’ll make a decision okay... Just... I just want you to keep an open mind about this...” 

i nodded finally. 

“Well, okay. If he’s already here then... okay.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yoongi’s brother looked nothing like him. 

“Y/n, I’m going to be honest with you. I can only help you if you’re completely honest with me. If you want this to be confidential, I can ask Jimin to leave right now.” 

Jimin made an affronted noise and I smiled a little.

“No..uh.. That’s alright. “ i said awkwardly.

He nodded.

“First things first. You did  substantial damage to Im Ji Hwan...but he got help in time.... doctors say he should be back on his feet in less than a few days. “

I grimaced. apparently, I’d failed at yet another thing. 

“okay.” i said miserably. 

Jung ki chuckled a bit. 

“I spoke to your ex and I spent the night going over a lot of things and honestly the most disturbing thing for me, is similarities between this case and something i dealt with, a year back. “

He glanced at Jimin, who leaned forward curiously.

“what case...” He said with a frown.

“domestic abuse resulting in justifiable homicide.”  

Jimin reeled back , eyes jumping to mine and i willed myself not to choke. 

“What? Domestic.... you mean they’re....” He said confused and disoriented and I swallowed nervously.

“You would be right...” I said softly. “ Ji Hwan... is... legally my husband.” 

Jun Ki nodded thoughtfully.

“But...” Jimin turned to me in confusion and i quickly explained. 

“But i never consented. He got that sign from me when I was... technically a minor and also under physical and mental strain.”

He nodded.

“i figured as such. I went through public records of your involvement with the police and hospitals . Four years ago, he assaulted you brutally, an event that left you in a hospital for three months. He broke seven of your ribs and fractured your wrist. You had a collapsed lung and nearly died. I read his explanation for the events that night and earlier today , I spoke to Ji Hwan and it further confirmed my belief that he suffers from Nar-”

“Narcissistic Personality disorder , yes.” I said .

“Oh God...” Jimin sank back, looking even more horrified. “ i’m.. Baby... Why didn’t you... I’m going to fucking murder that bastard with my bare-” 

“Don’t interrupt us.” Jun ki said sternly and Jimin frowned but backed away a bit. 

“So, I’m going to go out on a limb and tell you that you’re actually in danger here. he’s going to want to come back. “ 

I nodded.

“I’ve thought about it. I just don’t want him to go anywhere near my little sister . I’m alright...” I said softly. 

Jimin turned to me and reached out and gripped my hand. 

“I’ve already sent someone to her dorm. She’s safe there .... We don’t have to worry about it.” 

I stared at his fingers , not sure how it was suddenly ‘ we’. 

“Luckily, my sister went through something similar and i can tell you that you’re not in any danger from anyone except him. Its important to him that he’s the one inflicting damage ...so he’s not going to use anyone else. Which is why he’s not pressing charges either.... A narcissist’s ego is really important to him...” 

I nodded, having heard it all a million times before. 

“I understand... I have the address of the therapist i saw four years ago. Her name is Kim Ji Eun and she’s still in practice in Gangnam. she has all my files and records from the time of the accident and she was one of the witnesses for my case back then...”

“the case that you lost...” Jun Ki said sympathetically. 

“you what?! You lost the case? “ Jimin stared at me in shock.

I nodded.

“He had a lot of money and he painted me as a hysterical attention seeking gold digger .... “ I said dryly. i really didn’t want to think about what had happened back then. 

“but he hurt you.... and...”

“they delayed the trial till i was fully healed. in fact the first thing the attorney defending him said was , ‘ you look pretty good for someone claiming to be assaulted.’.” i said bitterly.

Jimin hesitated and then gave me a very serious look.

“I’m going to suggest something that I want you to really think about...” 

I stared at him curious.

“I can get rid of him for you. We don’t have to go through all this bullshit. tell me the word and I’ll put a bullet in his skull by the next sunrise. It’ll save us a lot of money and a lot of bother..... ”

I was sure he was joking , until Jun Ki coughed conspicuously.

“uh... Jimin I thought we agreed not to uh...solve things that way again...” He coughed again.

 Wait...again??!!

“ Tell me, baby. you want him to go away for good?” Jimin said blankly and i shook my head, mildly horrified.

“No... I mean... i’m... i don’t want you to become a killer...” I said, surprised i even had to say it. 

“Good choice. Moving on...” jun Ki gave Jimin a pointed look and he frowned at the lawyer, clearly disappointed that murder was now off the table. 

“ We’ll get you a restriction order and till then, i’d suggest you stay somewhere safe.”

“She can stay with me.” Jimin said softly and Jun Ki looked surprised. 

“oh... i thought ....  Jin Hee was still living with you? Isn’t she ? “

I blinked. who was Jin Hee?

Jimin shrugged.

“Of course my girl’s  living with me hyung, where else would she be?” He rolled his eyes. 

 My girl......

 Suddenly, i felt completely and utterly foolish. When would i ever stop misinterpreting this guy?!!! He had another girl...of course he did... Jimin hadn’t changed in any way....Seeing him there , looking so angry on my behalf , i’d allowed myself to fall deeper... and here I was...disappointed again. 

what kind of idiot gets their heart broken over and over again with the same guy?? 

I felt sick, mostly at myself. 

“Well, if you can make it work that would be great... it’s going to take a few weeks to get the restraining order. “

Jimin nodded.

“i understand. Is that all?” 

Jun Ki nodded.

“For now... yes. We’re still going to have to file for divorce but it will be easier with the restraining order. If we file for one now, they may suggest co-habitation to resolve issues....” 

I swallowed in disgust. 

i hated the judicial system in my country sometimes. 

“Okay. Then we’ll talk about this later.” 

Jun Ki bowed and i returned the gesture, thanking him again for all his help.

once he had left, Jimin gave me a smile.

‘i still have all the clothes i bought you.” He said softly and I stared down at my feet. 

“I can stay with someone else... i don’t want to intrude and-”

“don’t say that. i’d never forgive myself if something happened to you baby...” He said gently.

My heart lurched traitorously. Was there no end to this torture. ...?

“only till i get the restraining order...” i said tiredly.

Jimin nodded. 

“okay... Besides , i can’t wait for you to meet my baby girl.” He smiled.

 I need to die right now, God. 

“ I’m glad you found a nice replacement... for me.” I said bitterly before i could stop myself. 

Jimin blinked owlishly.

“Replace...what?” He said looking confused.

“Jin Hee or whatever her name is... I’m glad you’ve found her... “ 

Jimin stared at me for a second before chuckling.

“Jin Hee is not... My god, Y/n...will you always believe the worst of me? “ he said softly.

“What does that mean.”

“Jin Hee is not my girlfriend.” He said sternly, reaching out and pulling his wallet out. As i watched, he pulled a small polaroid out and slid it to me. 

It was a small toddler, probably two or three. 

“This is...” I stared in confusion and Jimin smiled wide, eyes crinkling. 

“Jin Hee is my three year old daughter.” He said calmly. 

All i could do was stare at him. 

 what. the. fuck. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AUTHOR’S NOTE : BITCH WHY SHOULD JIMIN BE THE ONE TO SAVE HER SHE CAN KICK ASS HERSELF...ASDHGFDSHF HOPE YOU LIKED..... 

[shapeshifting-arch-mage]

5/15/2019

...I knew it. I knew there was someone else here with us! As our paws continue groping at the nonexistent head vise, we look up... and begin shuddering uncontrollably when we see who it is. Of course, he's not actually anyone we recognize, but in our mushroom-induced stupor, we mistake him for someone we do. Or, someone I do, at least.

"n... n-n-n-nonono... nonono... no, please... no, im s-sorry..." We mutter as we stare him in the face, our eyes somehow looking both spaced-out and fearful at the same time, "i-i didnt mean to run away, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry...!!" We then squeeze our eyes shut and resume grabbing at the air around our head.

[Kaneis] Oh dear this was such a wonderful reaction. It really was rather like waving a piece of bacon in front of a dog's nose. How could he just ignore it? "Kehkekekeke, Are you sorry? I don't know. You don't look very sorry," he purred walking closer to them. "I don't like it when someone runs from me." He had no idea who this person was and clearly they thought he was someone else, but that didn't bother him in the slightest. It was rather wonderful actually.

[Rave Witch Temmie] Of course... the giant head vise is his way of punishing us for snapping out of his mind control earlier. "im sorry! im sorry!!1" We whine, "i didnt no youd be mad at me!1!1! IM SORRYYYYYY!1!!!1!"

Why is he here. Why did he come find us. Why did he have to follow us here?!? Why is everything purple?!?! Stupid purple fog. Stupid purple sky. Stupid evil handsome mind controlling guy with his stupid purple cape.

Except, of course, he isn't that guy, and in fact Kaneis' cape (technically Finnegan's cape, but whatever) is a much lighter shade of purple than the shade we're seeing it as. We're seeing his hair all wrong, too- it looks... spiky. We open our eyes and look at him again, and his hair looks even bigger and spikier than it did when we last looked.

"p-please, it h-hurts... nnnnn-no more, please... owowoww, my hedddd..." We hold our paws out to each side and mime trying to pull something away from our head.

[Kaneis] Kaneis was smiling like a kid who had been given a lifetime's worth of free candy. He walks up and pats the Temmie fusion's hair. "Of course it hurts. Disobedience is pain. If you want it to stop you must be good. Will you be good? Will you obey me properly?" He was making this up on the fly but this was just so much fun. How could he not see how far he could push it?

[Rave Witch Temmie] Obey him? No... no, we can't do that. He's a bad guy. We won't do what he says. No more obeying. No more mind controlling. No more. It's bad. Bad. Bad bad bad bad.

...We just noticed that he doesn't have his fancy golden mind controlling stick with him. We stand to our feet and push his hand off our head.

"n-no... no more... no more obeyin... no more... not again... no..." We trip and fall backwards from the phantom weight of the imaginary vise. Now laying on the ground with our wide-eyed stare facing the sky, our whole body begins to vibrate. We vibrate harder, harder, harder...

This is perfectly normal for a Temmie, of course, but this time, there's nothing comedic about our convulsions. We look less like a funny joke character in an indie game and more like a possessed person in a horror movie. Then our face begins to detach. Again, not unusual for a Temmie, but in this situation, it just looks eerie.

[Kaneis] Kaneis is just amused. He gazes down at them in obvious delight. "Well then your head is just going to keep hurting like that until it explodes. It'll burst right open. Like a watermelon. Have you ever seen a watermelon burst open? All the gooey contents and juices fly everywhere. It's rather spectacular. Maybe you'd be happier that way? Hmm? What do you think? Can you live without your head?"

[Rave Witch Temmie] Little does he know that Temmies probably don't even have blood. As we continue shivering and shaking on the ground, our detached face rises up above us, leaving our poor, sore head faceless... until a pair of holes open up on it. A pair of holes that look a lot like the eye sockets of a skeleton. A pair of holes with a pair of little white eyelights in them. While our face floats in the air, we reach inside one of the eye sockets that's just opened up where our face is supposed to be, and pull out the eyelight.

...Yes, we pulled out a glowing, white ball from a hole in our face. Gee, I didn't know those things were solid! "...i got it..." Our floating face mutters, "i got da key... got da key..." Our vibrating calms slightly as we move our paw to the side of our head and mime pressing the eyelight into something. "come on... come on..." Says our mouth, even though our face is facing upwards, away from the rest of our body.

[Kaneis] Kaneis is rather fascinated by this. His host had met Temmies before so he wasn't thrown by the oddness of the physical behavior. Mostly it made him wonder if he could mess with them even more. "Oh? What key is that?" He moved close enough that Temmie would be under his large umbrella. No more rain interfearance. He could cast some magic on this one and see if he could add to this amusing set of reactions from the drug now...

[Rave Witch Temmie] "its da KEY!1! im puttin da KEY in!1!!1" Our face cries out to the sky. We jam our detached eyelight into the nothing on our head, twist our paw, and mime pushing that nothing off our head, after which the pain stops getting worse. Then we shove our eyelight back into our eye socket, the eye sockets shrink shut, and our Temmie face slowly descends back towards its rightful place on our head.

"no more..." We mutter, as we push ourself upright, "no more... o yer dumb mind games, Mario!1!1" Wait, that's not his name. Mario doesn't have a head full of spiky hair. Neither does Kaneis, really, but y'know...

"...Marlin?? Mary...??" We're still a bit too delirious to think of the name of the guy we're mistaking him for, so we settle on Mary for now. We stand to our feet, point at him and say, "no more, Mary Itchbar!!1! im drawin da line here!!1" We stretch our arm out and try to snake it around behind his back, underneath his cape, to see if he's hiding anything back there...

[Kaneis] Kaneis grabs the arm trying to slip around him and starts twisting it in a way arms aren't meant to twist. At least not normal arms. The hand holding onto Rave seems to be heating up as well. "I'll play all the mind games I feel like." He declared his voice full of calm menace. "If you think otherwise I'll have to disabuse you of that notion immediately."

[Rave Witch Temmie] Our stretchy arm coils like a noodle as Kaneis twists it. Crud... I think I know what he's about to do now. We stretch our other arm towards our hat, which got left on the ground when we stood up, and pull our wand out of it. We retract our paw that's holding the wand and point it at Kaneis. "nnnnnNNNO!1!!1 i kno wat yur gonna do!1!" We take a few steps back, keeping our wand pointed at him, while the arm that he's holding stretches further as we back away. "no hugs!!11!"

[Kaneis] Kaneis arches an eyebrow at the wand. "Are you threatening me with that? Kehkekeke that's so adorable I could just rip you into tiny pieces!" Kaneis is a little annoyed though. By pulling away most of Temmie was now in the rain. The only part of her he could work direct magic on was the arm he was still holding. Still that wasn't much of a problem. He clenched the arm harder. Maybe he'd just rip it off.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "how yu gonna do dat?? yu dont even got yur wand wit yu!!1!" We reply, as a colorful puff of frost begins to swirl around our wand. Our other paw, meanwhile, begins to get chilly... or at least, it's trying to. It's still uncomfortably warm, but it feels as though it's trying to get cold even as Kaneis heats it up. "yu let go 'a me, Yammy Mary, or imma have to use hoomans magic!1!!1!"

"Yammy?" Really, Temmie? Yammy? Like... a yam? ...It's Yami. Like... the Japanese word for dark. Sheesh.

[Kaneis] Kaneis laughed. "A wand? Please! I don't need some puny stick to work my magic. For example..." Her arm might be getting cold on the inside but it was going to ignite on the outside as Kaneis' hand burst into flames. He might have been able to do so much more if it wasn't for the rain. He really should consider retreating if this was going to come to blows since he was in a vulnerable position but he didn't feel like it. Not just yet.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "owowowOWOWOWOWWWW1!!1!" Geez Louise, since when has he been able to do that?! Gaaaaah, our poor paaaawww!!

That's it. That is it. This creepwad's getting an ICICLE TO THE FACE. The wand's colorful, frosty sparkles coalesce into a big rainbow icicle, about the size of our hat, and the icicle shoots forward right at that stupid smile of his. As for our paw, even if he does burn it to a crisp, we will certainly have the last laugh, since a human holding a Temmie's paw for that long is probably going to get a rash in his hand at some point. I am extremely doubtful that a sadist like him has a high opinion of cute things.

[Kaneis] Two points of order Temmie probably hadn't taken into account. First of all, Kaneis wears gloves. In fact about the only piece of exposed skin Kaneis has is his aforementioned face. Since Temmie allergic reactions rely on physical contact to the skin Kaneis is perfectly fine without even bringing into debate his status as an actual human or not. Second, the icicle flies straight and true right through Kaneis' face or so it seems. There's none of that expected blood splatter and injury or anything else you'd normally associate with an icicle striking someone in the face at speed. The violent cold projectile just goes straight through like there's nothing even there. Which there isn't as what with the really obvious telegraph of the wand waving and stuff Kaneis set up an illusion and had walked to Temmie's left letting go of the firey limb. Of course a few second exposed to the rain and the illusion starts to flicker and melt away into nothing. The real Kaneis yawns. "I'm sorry was that supposed to hit me? Youre aim is terrible."

[Rave Witch Temmie] As a matter of fact, we didn't notice his gloves. Because we think he's wearing golden armbands instead. Which he isn't. And our icicle just... oh god it phased through him he's a GHOOOOOST!!

Gaaaah, we need to get out of here! The purple realm is gonna eat us! Mer... Mal... Marvin? Marlon? Mark? ...Yeah, I guess Mark's close enough. We're not letting, uh... Yam Mark... eat our souls, or whatever he was going to do to them. Not here. Not now. No more purple. No more Yam Mark. We retract our singed paw and begin walking away. Power walking, that is. We're still too delirious to notice that we're soaking wet from the rain by this point. The glowsticks we've been storing in our hat would probably do a better job of lighting the way than our glow necklace- oh crud, our hat!! We totally forgot that we left it on the ground! We turn around and reluctantly walk back towards where "Mark" was...

[Kaneis] Kaneis chuckled loving the reaction. He was content to let them walk away. There was only so much he could do out here in the rain. It was better to not fight out here in the rain. Moreover if this wand user could summon ice well that was only one step away from the element he didn't want to face in a magic fight. However he couldn't keep himself from plucking up the hat that Temmie was reluctantly coming back for. He smirked and twirled it in his hands. He knew enough about Temmie's not to plop the hat on his head. "Drop something?"

[Rave Witch Temmie] "awawa... wawawaWAWA DATS MY HAT!!!1! MARKS GOT MY HAAAAAT!1!11 gimme dat back1!11" We yell, as the rain continues to soak our hair and fur, "dats my hat!1! gimme my hat!1! bad Mark, bad!1!"

[Kaneis] "Alright," Kaneis says casually. He crumples the hat as best he can into a ball. The balled up hat then catches on fire. Finally Kanein grins and throws it as hard as he can in the opposite direction from Temmie. "Fetch!" And with that he vanishes from sight. For reference despite any logic on the aerodynamics of throwing a fiery hat, the hat was flung a fair distance away enough that if Temmie want's it before it burns up they might want to run after it now.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "awawawaWAWAWAWANONONONONONOOOOOO!!1!1!1"

We begin to run in the direction of our hat, slip and fall in a puddle, then get back up and continue running after it on all fours. We squeeze our eyes shut as rain falls in our face, and continue to run until we eventually step on our hat and burn our paws. "owowowowwww!1!" That probably would have hurt more if the rain hadn't doused some of the fire. Either way, we frantically wave our wand up and down to summon icicles that slam onto the hat and put out the rest of the fire. After that's done, we pick up the hat with our free paw, finding it difficult to recognize as a hat due to the fact that the hallucinogenic mushrooms haven't quite worn off yet, plus the hat is charred.

"hooman... yu sure dis is our hat...??"

"i think so... it got all burnt an' stuff..."

"now wat do we do???"

"i think we shoud go... jus so we dont run into Mark again..." If this burnt piece of fabric really is our hat, then we should be able to reach into it and... voila! Our broomstick is inside! It looks a bit singed... but not anywhere near as bad as the hat. We put our wand back in the hat, place the hat on the broomstick, and sit on it so it doesn't blow away. It feels uncomfortably warm, but we're too delirious to think of anything else to do with it. And with that, we fly off into the rain... until we leave Port Town, that is, as the rain was only falling here...