#ayo has anyone done this yet? i hope not lol

[sobayu]

[escapewriter]

synopsis: If you could tell anyone one thing about yourself, it would be that you are oblivious to most things. Many think that it’s not something to really worry about, but it’s better to be aware of your surroundings because you never know who could be lurking in the shadows.

pairing: vernon x reader

genre: some humor, angst, thriller, kinda yandere

wc: 1.8k (1894)

warnings: swearing, stalking, character death

a/n: ayo, something different??? this is for @geminirules and @treasuretaeil dont be scared collab! this is very different from what i usually write so it’s nice to do something challenging. i felt like i could do better but it is my first time writing something like this so i hope you enjoy it! (very odd time to post this when its winter holidays lol)

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“Hey Vernon!” You wave to your new friend who works at the convenience store that you live across from. He smiles back at you as you immediately go to grab your favorite bag of chips. “Boring night?” You ask, placing the bag on the counter as he scans it.

“Just a bit,” he laughs airly, punching in a few numbers on the keyboard, “that it for tonight?” He eyes you expectantly, waiting for you to give in to which you comply.

“Every night,” you scowl as he lifts one arm up in victory, “just the same cup of ramen for me.”

“You got it.”

Vernon somehow was always persuasive when it comes to keeping him company at the store, especially on weekdays. It never bothered you because he was a close friend that you cherished dearly and you did think that he could use the company considering that he had to work all night alone. And it was a chance for you two to bond and get to know each other more.

“Here you go, careful it’s a bit hot.” He places the cup of ramen on the table in front of you. You quietly thank him as he takes his place across from you with his ramen in his other hand. You dive in right away, not bothering to wait for him. “And you only came here for a bag of chips.”

You snort, swallowing the food in your mouth before slightly kicking him under the table. “In my defense, I’m always hungry.”

You resumed eating as Vernon began to eat his food. It was a nice feeling to eat with someone because you lived alone, and your best friend lived about thirty minutes away. You were grateful for Vernon.

“Hey,” you grabbed Vernon’s attention, looking up from his bowl, “can I tell you something that I haven’t told my best friend yet?”

“Your best friend as in Seokmin? The one you grew up with and has the same birthday as me?” You nodded your head. “Sure, I feel honored to know something before King Seokmin.” You giggle and pop a chip into your mouth before brushing off the crumbs from your hand.

“Okay, so the other day I went to the coffee house and finally asked out the cashier on a date.” Vernon’s eyebrows shot up, a surprised and somewhat proud expression on his face. “His name is Jun and we’re going out in two days.”

“That’s great!” Vernon says as he takes your chip bag, finishing the rest of the chips. He looks outside the window as you occupy yourself with your phone. A pang of jealousy hits Vernon hard as he fights off the urge to tell you how he feels.

***

“I had a great time today, Jun. Thank you for everything.” You say as you shly look down at your feet, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes.

Vernon watches the interaction through the glass panes, taking in every smile you gave Jun or the way you swung your intertwined hands. It irked him knowing that it wasn’t him making you feel butterflies in your stomach or making you smile like that.

He thought to himself about how you don’t remember him and what he’s done for you. It irritated him that you had poor memory and couldn’t even remember his name. That same little boy in grade school who would save you from all the mean kids or from the bugs that scared you. How could you forget someone who has made such a big impact on you during that time.

And the fact that he’s watched you all throughout high school, yet you never acknowledged him and his efforts to please you. That kid who sat at the back of the class and always offered you his favorite pen, or always remembered to hand you a piece of paper because you seemed to not have any. How do you forget that?

It seemed as though Vernon had to make you notice him somehow. After losing sight of you and with no information of which college you were attending, he had finally found you. His first love.

Luckily, Vernon was able to score a job at the convenience store you live across from, leaving you no choice but to talk to him. But somehow, you still didn’t notice him.

“Can we do this again sometime?” You nod eagerly at Jun’s request, planning all the details for your next date before he kisses your cheek and bids you a goodnight.

You smile happily as you wave to him, catching him walking towards the direction of the bus stop around the block. When he was out of sight, you gulped nervously as you felt goosebumps rise on your skin, but not from the cold.

You quickly scan your surroundings, having an urgent feeling of getting inside your apartment as soon as possible.

You look across the street at the convenience store Vernon worked at, hoping that maybe he would be there to assure you everything is fine and you’re just hallucinating. But the lights were off, the sign showing it was closed for the day.

Your nerves heightened as you quickly turned around to enter the gate of your apartment complex, only for Vernon to be standing there.

“Holy shit!” You placed a hand over your heart, taking in a breath as he laughed at you. “Vernon, you almost gave me a heart attack!”

He steps away from the gate and approaches you with a plastic bag. “Sorry, I thought you were back earlier from your date, so I went up to let you know that I was closing for today.” Your mouth forms an ‘o’ shape as he hands the bag to you. “It’s just some chips and drinks in case you need anything.”

You smile at him, “Aw, thanks Vernon you didn’t have to.” He shrugs, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his jacket before stepping aside to walk past you.

“You should get inside, it’s not safe out here.”

“I could say the same to you.” He smirks as he turns to leave towards the direction of the bus stop.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be more than safe.”

***

Seokmin opened the door to the cafe, somewhat excited to meet your date from the other night. Jun usually works during the calm hours of the day where it doesn’t get very busy, so you thought it’d be a perfect time to introduce him to Seokmin.

“Why don’t you grab a seat? I’ll go order.” Seokmin nods and heads to an empty table by the window as you approach the register, greeting the person at the register. “Hey Mingyu, just two regular iced americano please.”

You hand him the money after he punches in some numbers. You look among the other workers, Jun nowhere to be spotted. Mingyu catches this and bites his bottom lip in nervousness.

“Jun not working today?” You held your hand out, waiting for him to hand you your change. You grow anxious as you read his expression.

“Jun got attacked the other day, currently in the hospital recovering,” he pauses and gives you some bills and coins, “he told me to tell you that it might not work out. I’m sorry.”

***

“That makes no fucking sense!” Seokmin exclaims as you tell him why Jun wasn’t at the cafe. “What do you have to do with him being attacked? Like, I understand that it’s horrible what happened to him, but you couldn’t have known.”

You shrug, taking a seat on the chair across from your couch. You were more sad about what happened to Jun rather than him ending things between you two. You wished they caught whoever did that to him.

“Seok, maybe you should leave now. Last thing I want is for anything to happen to you while you’re here.”

He sighs, feeling sad that his best friend is probably blaming themself for what happened. “Okay, I’ll head more now then.”

You both stand as you walk him out to your door. “Text me when you get home, okay?”

“Don’t worry, I will. I’m going to stop by the convenience store first to get a snack for the ride home.” You smile and give him a hug.

“Be safe.”

The door shuts and Seokmin makes his way down the staircase and out the gate. He crosses the street safely, opening the door to the store and spotting Vernon behind the register.

“Hey Vernon!” He waves at the younger, quickly taking a few bags of chips as well as a drink and going over to the counter. “Busy day for you?”

Vernon mumbles in response, “Eh, it's so-so.” Seokmin laughs at that and pays for his items.

“I feel that, well, uh, have a great rest of your evening.” Vernon nods at the man, clenching his jaw as he watches him walk out the door.

***

You lay awake, eyes staring at the ceiling in hopes to fall asleep. After having no luck for the past hour or so, you decided to clear your head and visit Vernon.

The bell to the store rang, catching Vernon’s attention as you walked inside. Your eyes scream for sleep, but your body is wide awake. You sit at your spot by the window, staring at Vernon who has his head tilted in confusion.

“You okay?” He moves from behind the counter to sit in front of you, crossing his arms over his chest.

“No. Remember my date the other day?” He nods, remembering the jealousy in his heart. “Well when he was heading home after dropping me off, he got attacked by someone and was hospitalized. He doesn’t want to see me after that and I feel terrible.”

Your eyes drop to the table, somehow feeling embarrassed by the situation. “You shouldn’t feel bad about it. How could you have predicted he would get hurt?”

You nod your head, Vernon now telling you the same thing Seokmin did hours ago. Which reminds you, you haven’t heard from him.

You furrow your eyebrows and turn on your phone for the first time tonight, notifications lined up one after the other. Many of them had been messages from mutuals, others were from Seokmin’s friends which you found weird.

You opened Seokmin’s friends messages first, scanning over all of the texts sent to you. You gasped and dropped your phone onto the table, eyes welling up in tears as you stared at what was sent to you.

Vernon reacts immediately, pulling his chair up beside you to wrap one of his arms around you. He takes a look at your phone, a photo of Seokmin on the news, the title saying ‘Man Found Dead in Alleyway of Small Neighborhood’.

You sob silently, your world crashing down on you as Vernon rubs your back in a comforting way. “Shhh, it’s okay. I’m here.” You cry more as you lean into his touch, staining his shirt with tears.

Vernon couldn’t help but smile to himself, his plan finally working. After all these years.

“Vernon Chwe, after all those years of hard work to finally have them, why did you kill them in the end?” He stares at your mothers attorney, a wicked yet bitter smile on his face.

“Because they refused to love me after all I’ve done for them.”

[laketaj24]

Love and Hip-Hop: Wakanda, (Black Panther Headcannons)

A/N: I’m totally random and if you follow my Vikings posts you will figure out I’m obsessed with placing a fandom in the reality world 😂 I was bored on lunch and thought this up! Might add more, but this is just for fun! I hope you enjoy!

No Warnings lol

T’Challa “King” Udaku, Record Label CEO BP Music Group

T’Challa Confessional: What’s up! I’m T’Challa, an executive producer and the owner of BP Music Group. You probably know me by my stage name King. I still sing, but I would rather produce now. So, I started BP Music Group a year after my pops died, a tribute to him. We’ve been the hottest record label in all Wakanda for five years, no matter what you done heard. Our artists are untouchable.  You probably done heard my music before producing artists like Daniel Cesar and SZA. The rock in my life is Nakia. She’s a special girl, she’s always there for me.

Nakia enters the studio while T’Challa is working with SZA. Sits in between them.

T’Challa: can we help you?

Nakia: Nah, continue.

T’Challa: O-Kay. (rolls his eyes starting the song back over, leans awkwardly to see SZA.) This song would be great for you.

T’Challa Confessional: She a little protective. But I wouldn’t trade her for anything. She been down for me since we were kids. Haven’t got married yet because it’s just not the time.

-          Never cheats on his girl, but when they’re on a break he wilds out

-          Dropped Erik from the label for personal differences

-          Hasn’t had a hit in three years, blames it on the music industry

-          Asks his mom about every business decision

-          Best friends with W’Kabi and M’Baku

-          Only hangs around Erik when he needs something

-          Thinks his label is bigger than it truly is, (DJ SELF low key)

Nakia, Fashion Desinger, Former Milaje Trois Member

Nakia confessional: I’m Nakia. I used to sing and all that but I wanted to get away from all of that.  I currently run a clothing line called Wakandan Glam, it’s nothing major. Just a million-dollar company. We make shoes, clothes and I’m starting to dabble in cosmetics. I’ve been with King for over ten years and he still hasn’t proposed. I keep talking to his mom and she ain’t got the answer either. So, I set up a deadline for myself, one more year and I’m moving on. There are several other men that want this successful, educated black woman. You feel me? Okay. Good.

Hands T’Challa a magazine with rings and points one.

Nakia: Just in case you wondering.

T’Challa: Aight. But I wasn’t.  (hands her the magazine back, the continues to watch the game on TV)

Nakia Confessional: One more Year.

-          Used to sing in a girl group called The Milaje Trois with Ayo and Okoye.

-          Thought she was the lead singer, still gets a rush when people ask for her autograph.

-          Claims she started the company from scratch but T’Challa is the money

-          Talks to Ramonda about her son and tries to convince him she’s the wife

-          Lives with T’Challa but always suspects he’s cheating, follows him and goes through his phone from time to time.

-          Still close friends with O’Koye but doesn’t trust her around T’Challa.

-          Slept with Erik once when she was drunk, refuses to admit it. (Granted he got a video)

Okoye, “Koko”, former member of Milaje Trois, A&R Rep for BP Music Group

Okoye confessional: Hi, I’m O’koye, Head of A&R for BP Music Group. I’ve represented T’Challa for over five years and I represent other artists such as Shuri and Bucky. I try to keep everything professional and I put up with nonsense, which can be hard as hell working with Shuri because she always has something up her sleeve. I’m married to W’Kabi, he just got out of prison for embezzlement. I don’t want to talk about, just know this dude is thin ice with me. I mean thin.

W’Kabi: Babe, you hungry?

O’Koye: Yeah we can eat after I finish this session. (Points to Shuri whose showing her the new lyrics to her song)

W’Kabi: I’m hungry now. (He shrugs) she can wait. Can’t you wait?

O’Koye: (eyes widen and slams down her phone) Hey, what did I say

O’Koye confessional: I mean he doesn’t understand I’m the bread in this relationship which means I steer the boat. He’s. (Pinches the bridge of her nose) Whatever, like I said… this damn ice.

-          Plans on leaving BP Music Group one day and opening a management firm

-          Best friends with T’Challa makes him weary of making life decisions he hasn’t thought out yet, like marrying Nakia.

-          Saves her money,

-          Does not fraternize at work

-          Would rather be single sometimes when she thinks about the bad image W’Kabi brings

-          Does not like Erik, but is proud of him for forming his own record label.

-          Best friends with Ayo, does not support her relationship with Erik

Erik, Golden Jag Music CEO, Producer

Erik Confessional: Yo, what’s going on people. I’m Erik, the sole owner of Golden Jag Muzik. I’ve had several hits including: Arch that Shit, Bottom Out and Throw it Back. I left BP Music Group about five years ago, because his shit got wack, and now I manage artists and get sold out shows and shit. Right now, I got this new artists named Chiron, he young I’m teaching him the ropes and shit. I have no woman, and no kids, that I know of. (Pauses) Call me the pullout champ. (winks at camera) I fuck with this one chick heavy but she just cool. Tryna get her rap game off the ground. Following my golden Rule: Secure the Bag then Secure the Ass. It’s all about the dollar.

Ayo: Did you book me for the Women Festival? Ayo sits in Erik’s lap planting kisses down his neck.

Erik: I mean what you gone give me in return, you know the strings I’m gonna have to pull to get you there? (touches her face)

Ayo: Just do it, E.

Erik: I’ll see what I can do after I see what you can do

Ayo: You fuck Chiron before you book his tours

Erik: Hell nah.

Erik Confessional: I really like her, though. I think that she can go far in the game and I plan on taking her there. And Chiron too.

-          Claims to be single but gets mad if Ayo talks to anyone else

-          Fucks with other girls won’t let Ayo know though

-          Doesn’t like T’Challa and usually ignores his calls

-          All his classic hits are still big in the club scene but he can’t sell a new record for nothing

-          Mentors Chiron,

-          Gets all his info from Media Takeout and TMZ and gossip bloggers

-          Best Friends with W’Kabi but constantly calls him a bitch

M’Baku, CEO of Jabari Markets

M’Baku: I’m M’Baku. I don’t sing. I don’t dance. I run a marketing company that advertises the hottest artist in Wakanda. I pair with both BP Music and Golden Jag. Their artists use me for promotions and booking. I just like to make money. Jabari Markets is something that took time and we don’t allow people to bullshit us, catch these hands if that’s the case. There is no lucky lady currently. I just like to work, get this money and travel. Nothing better than not having the strings these other two got.

T’Challa flips his phone over.

M’Baku: Man will you just answer the damn phone? (sips his Hennessey.)

T’Challa: It’s Nakia.

Erik: (phone vibrates) Now she calling me. Why she won’t call you?

M’Baku: I blocked her number. I ain’t got time for that shit.

M’Baku Confessional: Like I said, I keep to myself and I handle This business. I’m not like the rest. My business is first.

- born and raised in Wakanda, lives on estate in the mountains to stay away from drama

- thinking about recruiting small femal staff

- likes Erik okay, doesn’t trust w’Kabi

-friends with T’Challa for over fifteen years, marketed his tours free of charge

- does not take kindly to threats, will beat ass if disrespected

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