#doesnt help that a couple of weeks ago i had a really bad dream of waking up in my old house. the last four years being a dream

[thebleedingeffect]

Okay sadly probably no writing for tonight the phil lore is making my brain spin so hard and I only have the mental capacity to play minecraft smh

[the-winter-spider]

Element: Part 2

Characters: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Hints around possible suicide attempt, angst

A/N: Got this out a lot faster than i thought, once again i didnt read thru it lol so please excuse if there is any errors!

Word count: 2.1k

Part one

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Bucky reached into the water pulling you out with his right arm, he let a gasp out when the temperature of the water touched his skin it was ice cold sending goosebumps all throughout his body. You were fully clothed, limp, cold to the touch, skin pale, lips blue. Not like he was used to, this wasn't the you he grew to love. You were radiant, your eyes were the most beautiful colour they reminded him of the night sky the way they shined like the stars, your lips were plump and filled with colour, looking at them now he almost couldn’t remember if they were more red or pink, he could feel his palms getting clammy, panic was running through him, when was the last time he saw the sparkle in your eyes? You were his sun, you were warmth, in this moment he felt regret he never got to kiss your lips.

He set you gently down on the tiled floor, you laid there lifeless, Steve was already kneeling down getting ready to start chest compressions, anything to bring you back, to Bucky, to him, to the team.

“No no no” Bucky mumbled.

“Vitals?” Tony frantically asked the AI

“No heartbeat detected”

Bucky didn’t know but tears were streaming down his face, so much regret was running through his veins, he didn't try hard enough and he knew that now but he didn't want to push you, he hated when Steve or Sam tried to push him. He wanted to hold you more and not like this, he wanted to feel life in your body, not this, all Bucky had ever known was death after being used by HYDRA for all those years and when they were finally out his head, everyone he knew before HYDRA were dead, except Steve of course but you brought life back into the super soldier something he was almost positive would never happened and Bucky was barely ever wrong but with you it felt so right.

The water surrounding them slowly started to evaporate, they realized it wasn’t coming from the tap in the tub, you made all the water and the fact it was disappearing, panic set in. “Where's medical?!” Tony frantically shouted.

“They are on there way” FRIDAY announced

Bucky couldn’t wait; he waited his whole life and it was a long one to finally be free and find someone like you, it felt like hours had passed since he busted down your door but he knew it had only been seconds, if not minutes. He scooped you up off the floor holding you in his arms as tightly as he could, he felt like they were wasting time sitting here doing what felt like the bare minimum when he knew the kind of medicine Tony had, he was a Stark after all and from being in the war he knew every second counted, he had a small hope that if he started running towards the medic wing your chances would be better rather than waiting around. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you fearing that this would be one of the last times he saw you and he wasn't prepared for that. You were so limp in his arms, water no longer dripping off of you. As he passed the rest of the team, all he could hear was gasps. He met the medical team half way, setting you on the stretcher before they ran off with you to med bay, Tony and Bruce trailing close behind them.

Bucky was frozen in place, he couldn’t feel anything, he felt like he was in a dream, a bad one, not like the nightmares he was used to this felt much worse, he kept hoping that he would wake up and leave his room to find you in the kitchen eating your morning cereal with Steve and you would give him the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen in all his years, the way he felt your eyes light up and the sun got a little brighter when you were near him, you thought he didn’t notice but Bucky noticed everything with you, or he thought he did. He doesn't even know when he stopped noticing things with you, or when you started to ignore the team, especially him. Part of him didn't even want to think about how long ago it started happening, how long you were truly alone.

Steve placed his hand on his best friends shoulder giving in a gentle squeeze “they’re gonna do everything in their power to get her back Buck”

—

Bucky couldn’t stop but replaying the last couple weeks or was it months? In his mind, did you do this on purpose? Was it an accident? Why did you do it? He remembers the first time he decided not to ask you to come with them. Sam, Steve, Natasha and him were going to try out this new chinese restaurant as they were coming up to your door, he was hoping for a miracle and you would open the door already ready to come with them and it would sort of be like a date but not really but he would pretend it was, but it didn't happen and he wasn’t sure how much more his heart could take of being shot down all the time so he decided he wasn't going to ask you tonight, when they finally reached your door, Steve stopped “Buck, aren't you going to ask y/n if she wants to come?”

Bucky's eyes went to your door, he doesn't remember the last time he was in your room, laying in your bed with you talking about anything and everything. He felt a pain in his chest and he mumbled out “No point” shrugging his shoulders leaving the 3 of his friends behind him making his way to the elevator. He heard them laughing, probably at him he felt pathetic he was a super soldier for christ sake but he couldn’t muster up all the strength in the world to ask you on a real date just him and you, or to admit his ever growing feelings for you, so he did what he knew best, kept quiet and to himself, he just wish he knew then he was hurting you in the process too, not just himself.

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Everyone was patiently waiting in the common room just outside med bay. Bucky couldn't take his attention away from the plum tree just outside the window, when you grew it for him he swore his heart skipped a beat, that was one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for him, he still remembers that day like it only just happened. He had just left the gym and was heading back to his room when he saw you laying down in front of his door reading whatever book you were reading, you must have been deep into the book because you didn't notice him standing directly above you, he whispered “Good book?” making you jump and drop the book on your face, he couldn’t help but chuckle, he threw his towel over his shoulder offering you a hand up.

“It was a good book till i lost my place” You huffed

“Sorry doll” he smiled, something he only ever did around you, the real kind of smile, the kind that made his cheeks hurts not the fake kind he did around everyone else, he watched you dust yourself off and run your fingers through your hair, fixing yourself up, he didn't understand why you already looked perfect “So what do i owe the pleasure of having a beautiful girl like you waiting on a guy like me?”

Giggling “Well i have something for you, a gift” you blushed, he watched you rock back and forth on your feet, he was getting that feeling in his stomach again he wasn't sure what it was but it was warm, something he didn't think he deserved to feel again let it actually happening but here it was, with you.

He quickly showered and changed, when he stepped out of the bathroom you hadn’t moved you were still sitting on the edge of his bed, flipping through your book, trying to figure out where you left off, when you felt his presence you looked up, your eyes meeting his “You ready to go Buck?”

He nodded making his way to the door “after you doll”

It was silent when the two of you were making your way wherever you were leading him, he didn't ask any questions he would follow you anywhere, anytime no questions asked. You made your way outside to a tree he doesnt think he seen before, because it was the only tree there, he watched you start moving your hands with elegance, he was and always has been in complete awe of your abilities, with a doubt in his mind you were the most amazing person to have ever come from HYDRA. He had no idea what the gift was but he knew he would love it, whatever it was because it was from you, but when Bucky saw something start growing on the tree his eyes went wide “How did you know?”

“I overheard you talking to Steve about them the other day, how you missed them and the ones from the store didn't taste the same” You spoke softly, folding your hands behind your back looking down shyly. Bucky made his way to the plum tree picking one before he made his way over to you, he used his right arm to put a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingertips lightly touching your cheek while doing so it sent shivers down your spine and butterflies in your stomach, you lifted your gaze to meet his. He took your hand in his, giving it a light squeeze “this is my favourite gift”.

“The tree or that one plum?” you giggled, pointing at the perfect plum in his hand.

He took a moment before responding to you, really taking everything in, the view, his feelings because he was feeling a lot of them, some new some old, the emotions he could see in your eyes, how perfect you truly were but also how right it felt having your hand in his, his tongue ran over his lips “You” he breathed out, you kept your gaze on him for a few more seconds before you felt heat rising to your cheeks, looking back down, his thumb rubbing circles on your hand, he wasn't sure if you felt what he was feeling but when a single butterfly landed on the plum in his hand, he knew.

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Bucky wasn't the best with time, after being in and out of cryo for so long he didn't care to tell time, so he wasn't sure how long he was standing here staring at the window lost in thought till he was finally pulled away from it, he felt Steve come up from behind him, he cleared his throat, placing another hand on his friends shoulder looking out the window to see what Bucky was staring at for the last hour.

“Y’know she grew that for me?”

Steve smiled “I know because you wouldn’t shut up about it” Bucky let out a soft chuckle, turning to face his friend “I messed up Steve”

Steve didn’t say anything he didn’t know what to say and Steve almost always knew what to say but he couldn’t comfort his friend because it was unknown if you were alive or not, he knew you were a fighter but what he saw, you were lifeless, FRIDAY even confirmed there was no heartbeat, he wasn't trying to give his oldest friend false hope, so in the meantime he decided that just being there was enough.

“I don’t understand, she can breathe underwater can't she?” Natasha finally spoke to no one in particular, turning all heads towards her before anyone could respond when the door opened. Tony walked in “She can” all eyes were on him, something he usually loved but it made him feel uneasy today. It was quiet, Tony sat down took off his glasses, he rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers before looking Bucky dead in the eye “they found a heart beat, its shallow but its there”

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[stargirlrchive]

Hi! Can I ask for angsty Specer Reid with reader working as a medic? They dont see each other lately, mostly because his gf avoiding him, because they are both stressed of work so every discussion end with fight so in the end reader is insecure of herself and not sure if she is good enough for him. She starts overwork herself more to improve her skills and satisfaction,forgetting about proper sleep and meals. And during their next fight she just pass out in front of him making him extremaly 1/2

“2/2 extremaly guilty and frustrated because being occupied by his own work and life he doesnt even notice struggles of someone who he dearly love and care for. Sorry for such long and detailed request! I hope it doesnt bother you! Thank you so much nad have a great day!”

Busy Schedules - Spencer Reid

masterlist ; request are open

author’s note: hi omg this request came really easy! i really hope this lived up to your expectations @ anon <3 and i hope you all enjoy it! im already working on another request so yay ❤️ i had said 3 fics this summer and this is my fourth one <3 cute!

disclaimer: a bit angsty!! and also talking about like reader not taking care of themselves all that great, like forgetting to eat && reader passes out so if that’s something that upsets you, please do not read it!! GIF NOT MINE

pairing: spencer reid x reader

wordcount: 1,976

You weren’t sure how long it had been since you had last seen your boyfriend, but before the argument that had transpired a few hours ago, you knew that it had been several days since the two of you last spoke. Both of your work schedules took up a large portion of your life and during the beginning of knowing Spencer that was a huge wedge in the two of you actually starting a relationship. But you two later on found out that it didn’t matter how long it took for you two to have time together, because when you did it was like magnets linking together. There was a domestic routine to your very busy lives when you were alone, like adding the final puzzle piece, everything just clicked.

Or it had been, the last few months having a decrease in employees and you having to pick up extra shifts at the hospital, had left you next to no time for yourself. And the time you did have off, Spencer was always away on a case. The last couple of times you were irritable from work, and just missing your boyfriend and it ended with the two of you arguing, it never failed.

You’d end up crying from frustration and exhaustion and Spencer would find himself nursing a bottle of beer with Morgan. Something he never did before, and it was quickly becoming a bit of a habit for him.

Your head was pounding as you woke up, it was eleven pm and your throat felt insanely dry. You looked for a cup of water, but of course there was none. You were never good at looking after yourself. Spencer always told you that and you felt tears well up in your eyes, you missed him so much. The crying mixed with the headache worsened everything you were feeling and you began to feel dizzy. If you were being honest you couldn’t remember the last time you had a proper meal, you had been surviving off granola bars and black coffee. That with working nearly 100 hours a week, it was definitely starting to take a toll on you.

You sat up and realized what had woken you up, there was knocking on your main door. You trudged slowly to your front door, still feeling dizzy as you tried to focus on the figure through the peephole. Even with your vision being blurry you could tell it was Spencer.

You quickly opened the door, which you shouldn’t have feeling the way you were. You felt all your blood rush down and felt a cold shiver run down you. You really needed to get something solid into your system. But with Spencer’s demeanor you could tell you wouldn’t be eating anything for some time, he was tense, eyes burning and you wanted to scream at him. It wasn’t even your fault the two of you were angry.

But you couldn’t even bring yourself to do it, you were so exhausted. You let him in and he brushed past you, pacing through your living room. “Spencer I’m really tired, can we just do this tomorrow? I don’t feel good.”

You knew he didn’t even hear you, he was in his head and from the smell of beer on him you could tell he had been drinking. He wasn’t drunk, but you knew he was a lightweight, so anything he drank would have him more there than here.

You walked towards him, mainly to get him to stop because his pacing was making you feel that the room you were in was spinning. But he moved from you just before you reached him and it caused you to stumble forward, barely catching yourself against the rest of the couch. You had to close your eyes to try and stabilize yourself. “Can you stop trying to push me away?”

“Well you do it, why can’t I?”

He was being childish, you both knew it. “Spencer I’m not doing that, if you feel that way trust me when I say it’s not intentional.”

You muttered something under your breath, you probably shouldn’t have but it slipped from your lips before you could stop yourself. “That’s not fair! I deserve days off with my friends as well!”

“I never said you didn’t, Reid.”

He knew you were angry, you only ever used his last name when you were, but he was angry too and he was glaring at you. “Well then it’s not fair for you to say that I decided to hang out with my friend over you.”

“Did you not? I think it’s been over a month since we’ve seen each other, you see them everyday and we both finally had a night off together and you decided to go out with them, people you see everyday! I feel like I’m not even part of your life anymore.”

Your breathing was labored and rough, you could feel yourself coming in and out of consciousness and could barely focus on the words leaving Spencer’s mouth before everything went black.

~

Spencer himself did not register what was leaving his mouth as he saw your body going limp, any bit of anger or alcohol leaving his system that very second. He instinctively caught you before your head hit the floor and he was frantically calling out your name. He hated how pale your skin went and how your lips weren’t as red as they normally were. You looked frail and he laid your head on the floor to go look for a cotton ball and rubbing alcohol, when he was looking around your apartment he noticed that the only dirty dishes in your dishwasher were coffee cups and there were scattered granola bar wrappers and nothing else. He sighed through his nose as he realized that’s all you’ve been eating. Much like him, people always said he never took care of himself but he was so good at taking care of you. And he knew you weren’t. He was frustrated at the thought of you two arguing during the little time you had for each other so he decided to go out with Derek and Emily instead. But he quickly realized he shouldn’t have, he really hadn’t seen you in a month, two days, thirteen hours and 54 minutes. And that turned into an argument. He wanted to slip into your apartment while you were asleep, lay down with you and cook you breakfast and have the two of you slip back into your routine. He knew all the frustration and anger was from not seeing each other and now you were passed out on your living room floor and he felt so guilty.

Guilty for not going over after a case, when he really could’ve, guilty for not checking in more. He was your boyfriend and he could’ve been doing more. You were still laying on the floor and he lifted your head onto his lap, brushing the alcohol filled cotton ball under your nose and letting a watery laugh leave his chest as he saw the color come back to you. He was so relieved he was able to wake you up, and since you didn’t hit your head he knew you didn’t need more medical attention. Plus he knew you’d hate it. “Honey, c’mon let me help you into bed.”

“My head feels so heavy.” It was a tiny whimper and Spencer felt his heart ache at how confused your voice was. His hand brushed softly against your cheek, you were colder than he liked for you to be, you sent him a smile, your eyes still closed.

You began to get up and Spencer helped you towards your bedroom, bringing you a cup full of water after he had laid you in bed. He let you slip back into bed as you sunk into the comforters around you. His fingers were lightly brushing through your hair, your face was scrunched up in discomfort and he knew if you didn’t get anything into your system, you’d wake up feeling worse.

He slipped out of your bedroom and walked into your kitchen, he found eggs and bread and decided that this would do. Toasting the bread and spreading butter on it as he waited for the egg to finish cooking. His thoughts causing him to spiral, he still felt so guilty.

As quickly as he could he had everything cooked and was once again walking back towards your bedroom. Your arms were spread out and your hair was in your face, your color fully restored. He left the food on the cabinet by your bed and slipped into bed with you once more, pulling you onto him. Your arms instinctively wrapped themselves around his chest and your face tucked into neck. You stilled in his arms and then quickly pushed yourself away, “Spencer?”

“Who else?” He laughed quietly, but the worry began to set in him to see your confused expression. “Are you okay? Do you remember anything?”

You looked sad and just slumped back into bed, staying close to him but not wrapping yourself around him, “Yes, but I thought it was just a bad dream.”

He took your arms and wrapped them around himself, bringing you in as close as he could as he pressed kisses to your forehead, which you had only just noticed was pounding. “You scared me out there.”

“I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Spencer laughed and began to rub small circles on your back, “What have I told you about making sure you eat breakfast and lunch? What if I wasn’t around and you would’ve hit your head, or you would’ve passed out while driving?”

Spencer’s chest had begun to rise and fall heavily with the prospect of something far worse happening to you if he hadn’t been around, the guilt eating him up.

You grumbled out quietly, “I was going to eat something after letting you in, but you looked upset and I knew we needed to talk.”

You both stayed silent and when you looked up at him, his eyes were already trained on you, he let you speak first. “I am really sorry, I know you deserve to go out with your friends and I obviously know spending time with them outside of work is different than when you’re at work. I was just really tired, the shift was long and I missed you. And I took it out on you and I’m sorry.”

There were tears streaming down your eyes and you wiped them away quickly, “It’s hard having the jobs that we do.”

“I’m sorry too, I think I was still upset about what happened a few days ago and I didn’t want to spend the time that we did have arguing and I opted for going out instead of being here. But I’m still mad at you.”

You laid your head on his chest so you were no longer looking at each other, “You can’t be living off granola bars and coffee.”

“I just forget! I don’t do it on purpose.”

“I know, but for both of our sakes, I need you to sit up and eat.”

You perked you at his words and sat up quickly, causing the room to start spinning again. “Take it easy.”

Before he could reach for the plate you pulled him to you, pressing a few kisses to his lips, “You know I love you right?”

He mumbled quietly against your lips before pressing a kiss to your nose, “I love you too.” He continued to cover your face in soft kisses, only stopping to rub his nose against yours gently, “I missed you.”

“I did too.” He pressed one more kiss to your lips before grabbing the plate, he didn’t let you move from your place until you finished everything.

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[muwur]

Hiii and welcome!! May I please request for the lovable annoying baby Hinata who has a HUGE crush on this popular girl in his class and one day she sees him at the mall or something and rushes to him begging him to pretend to be her boyfriend because there’s a group of guys that won’t leave her alone and that’s when she finally realizes that this gorgeous sweetheart exists and Hinata is just on cloud 9 the entire time but then he remembers it’s all fake :((((( teeeee

✿ pretend boyfriend pt. 1

♡ scenario ♡ for hinata

❧ fem reader

✎ 3.2k words

a/n: aw hello ty for the welcome <3 also this request made me cackle AAHAHAHAHA. also this format is interesting lolol, im so indecisive about how i want it

anyways, hope u enjoy hehe >.> this came out a lot longer than i had originally planned but did i even have a plan in the first place buut i aint complaining LOL

also yes theres going to be a pt 2 firhfnxfwifj hehe

requests: open! pls bbys dun b shy i have summer skool soon fml i need this to make me procrastinate on work LMAO

-having been preoccupied with volleyball, crushes never crossed Hinata’s mind

-however, he was about to find out that he was quite clueless when it came to love

-he found himself speeding to school on his bike one morning, riding at breakneck speed to try to make it on time

-ahhhh, i was so excited about the first day of going to karasuno and seeing their volleyball team that i couldnt sleep until 4 am...!

-that explains why he overslept

-lost in his thoughts, he nearly failed to notice the girl who was walking in front of him

-and so, at the very last minute, he swerved. i nto a tree.

- “oh my gosh! are you okay??”

-if he wasn’t okay before, now he’s cURED because the most beautiful girl was looking down at him with an outstretched hand, concern in her eyes

-he jumped up instead and waved his arms in front of himself, blushing and nodding, “y-yeah, I’m fine! don’t worry about me, a-are you okay??”

- “you’re the one who crashed into the tree!” you responded with shock as you moved to pick up his bike off the ground (luckily, it was undamaged)

-he took the handlebars after you offered them to him

-you frowned slightly. “i’m sorry, i should’ve watched where i was going. are you hurt?”

-he was too busy gawking at you to realize his head started bleeding

-cue you yelling frantically “y-your head! it’s bleeding!” and rushing him to the nurse’s office

-in his head: ‘i-im holding her hand’

-nearly combusted on spot

-and that was how he met you

-later he found out he actually shared the same class with you!

-though you never seemed to notice LOL

-you sat on the opposite side of the room, closer to the front of the class

-he sat all the way in the back, so it’s not like you would’ve really seen him but it was the perfect spot for hinata to stare at you and not pay attention to class

-and during breaks or when the teacher left the room for a few minutes, everyone around you would try to spark up a conversation with you

-oh how he wished he could make you smile and laugh like that too

-and whenever he saw you outside of class, he hid immediately (behind walls, doors, lockers, people *coughkageyamacough* “hinata boke!”, etc) and admired you from afar, way too nervous to approach you after your first encounter several weeks ago

-he just kNOWS he’ll do something stupid and end up a stuttering, blushing mess

-besides, you probably forgot who he was ;((

-one day at lunch, he hid behind yamaguchi, who was confused until he followed hinata’s intent gaze to your form, which was walking by in front of the pair

-kageyama, who also took notice, smiled devilishly

- “pfffft, she’d never glance your way”

- tsukki deadpanned, “you don’t stand a chance. she’s way too pretty for you and people are lining up just to talk to her”

-cue hinata fighting kags n tsukki, blushing and with tears pricking at his eyes

- “aw, guys, don’t be so mean, I think he just has a crush!” yams snickered what an angel (no i am not in love w this man)

-one weekend, hinata was out in a nearby shopping area to get some snacks for natsu cuz she wouldn’t stop bugging him about it (“you ate the rest of my candy, so you have to go get me some more!”)

-as he was leaving the store, hand in his bag, he felt a tug on his sleeve and heard a “psst”

-some higher being must’ve blessed him that day because here he was, face to face with the girl who’s been on his mind everyday for several weeks

-sdgfhjkljihyuitufjhk

-error.exe

-he opened his mouth to say something, maybe like a:

-“h-hey! you look familiar, I totally don’t know your name or think about you before i sleep at night, s-so hOWS the weather???”

-but before he could humiliate himself speak, you gave him a small smile and asked, “aren’t you the guy i took to the nurse after you crashed into that tree?”

- “y-yeah, that was me!” he stuttered out

-he was trying so hard to keep his cool, but he could feel his palms get sweaty and his body quiver with pANIC

-you stifled a giggle with your hand (hinata: so cute dfghjfgljkl) "im glad to see you’re doing well. sorry, i never introduced myself. my name’s y/n, what’s yours?”

-you extended your hand as a greeting

-yet all he could do was stare at it, dumbfounded

-the two brain cells he owned said we ouTTIE

- “my name’s hinata!” he yelled dramatically for no reason. “sorry, my hand’s a bit sweaty, otherwise i would shake yours!” so instead, he bent forward in a bow

-eyes wide at his sudden outburst and gesture, you laughed in response and waved a hand, “it’s okay, really! nice to meet you again, hinata”

-a few moments of silence passed by, he was still bending over, and you were looking at your surroundings awkwardly

-risking a glance up, he caught a nervous expression on your face, and it made his eyebrows furrow in concern

- “hey, are you okay?” he asked as he straightened his body

-nice. smooth and direct.

-you sheepishly looked at the ground and absentmindedly itched the side of your head, twirling a strand of hair with your finger

- “this is kinda embarrassing, but um... could you do me a favor? i promise it’s nothing too bad!”

-little do you know he would literally do aNYthing for you right now

- “of course!” he replied a little too quickly. “w-what is it?”

- “soooo, i ran into these guys from school earlier, and they won’t stop bothering me, especially this one guy. a lot of girls like him and think he’s cool, but he’s such a jerk! i honestly don’t know what they see in him. he’s been so insistent on dating me the past few weeks that i try to avoid him as much as possible...”

-you shyly looked up at him and he had to refrain from exploding

- “could you please, uh, pretend to be my boyfriend?”

-b-b-b-boYFrIeNd??

- “y-y-y-your b-b-b-boyf-f-friend?” he managed to sputter

-you clasped your two palms together in front of your face like a prayer and leaned forward slightly, closing your eyes. “just for today, i promise! i remember you were really sweet when i first met you, so i thought i could ask you! i need to get a few things and i know he’s still around here, so i might run into him and his friends again. also, earlier, i uh... kinda told him i had a boyfriend to see if he would back off, but i think it just made him angrier...”

-you were talking a bit too fast for hinata’s nonexistent brain to process, but he got the gist

-basically, he needed to pretend to be your boyfriend in front of some guy that wouldn’t leave you alone

-it almost sounded like a dream come true

-except for the fact this was all fake and he wasn’t actually your boyfriend

-BUT HE GOT TO TALK TO YOU AND PRETEND TO BE SOMETHING HE WANTED TO BE

-AND PROTECT YOU

-AND HE GOT TO TALK TO YOU

-but...

- “err, how do i do that?”

-you looked back up at him questioningly. “do what?”

-he looked off to the side in embarrassment. “w-well, i’ve never really dated anyone, so i’m not sure how to act and make it believable...”

-you clasped his hands making him even more flustered and jumped up in excitement

- “so you’ll do it??”

-he could only manage to nod in response

- “great! ahhhh, thank you so much! you don’t know how much i appreciate this! as for the acting... well, we just have to do couple-y things. y’know, hold hands, stand close to one another, feed each other, take pictures together, kiss, all that stuff. just follow my lead!”

-did his ears deceive him?

-did you just say

-kISS??

-he?? was going to get?? to?/ kisS yOu?//dfokgjif

-he definitely looked like an idiot right now

-wide eyes glazed over, mouth opened slightly for the soul leaving his body, a grey and sickly pale complexion, stomach twisting from nerves and butterflies

-noya and tanaka would be so jealous

-and possibly kill him so they could replace him as your pseudo boyfriend

- “hinata? what’s wrong, d-did i say something?”

-your concerned voice brought him back to earth

-gazing into your cute, confused eyes, he took a deep breath and exhaled

- ‘im acting so uncool right now! y/n needs my help!’

-he mustered up the courage to flash you a determined smile and a thumbs up. “i’ll be the best fake boyfriend you could ever ask for!”

-you could’ve sworn you felt your heart skip a beat

-you chuckled at his genuine display and smiled back. “then in that case, would you mind tagging along as i pick up a few things?”

-he could barely hold himself together when you clasped his hand and scooted close to him

-so close he could smell a pleasant scent wafting from you

- ‘i cant believe this is happening im holding her hand agAIN was this meant to be—‘

-and then his mind went blank for like the hundredth time in the last several minutes

-he followed you around, trying to steady his rapidly beating heart and ignore the warmth that remained on his cheeks

-how could you be so calm when you two were holding hands for so long?? (kags: it means she doesnt like u)

-he was both elated and terrified at the same time

-hinata couldn’t help but relish the way your fingers felt interlocked with your own

-how you slightly swung your arms together as you walked

-the way your eyes shone as you talked so casually with him

-the crinkle of your eyes and the sweet sound of your laugh when he said something that was apparently funny

- ‘fjjkdjnf i made her laugh‘

-he couldn’t help but notice the way your hair brushed your face when you leaned forward to inspect an item on a shelf

- “this is kinda cute, don’t you think?” you held up a small plush of a hedgehog

- “y-yeah, adorable!” but i’m not talking about the hedgehog

-it was no surprise to him, really, to see why you were so popular with everyone

-what’s not there to like? aside from your stunning beauty and intelligence, you were naturally charming and radiated an aura that just drew others in

-two hours passed and you both ended up sitting at a table, hands linked together across the table’s surface

- “ah, i need to answer this,” you breathed out, letting go of his hand to rummage your bag and answer your ringing phone

-ngl his hand was already getting cold and he missed your touch

-after a few nods and short replies, you ended the call and stood up

- “well, now that i’ve gotten everything, i have to head home now. ..”

- “oh... i-i mean, oh, alright! uhh, it was nice um, shopping with you!”

-his heart sank a bit now that this blissful time had come to an end

-disappointment seeped in hello darkness my old friend

-you, too, were a bit dismayed. you never expected to have enjoyed your time with him that much

-how come you never saw him at school? you definitely would’ve loved to get to know him more...

- “y-yeah, i had a good time, too! er, shopping, i mean! thanks again for following me around, though. you’re really sweet, hinata. i don’t know what i would’ve done without your help...”

- ‘come on, this is your chance!’

-boyo took another deep breath and opened his mouth to say, “y/n, could we do this again som--”

- “y/n! heyyy, i’ve been looking for you, sweet cheeks!”

-you both whipped around to see a group of guys approaching your table

-quickly, you pulled hinata close to you and whispered in his ear, “act natural.”

-nAtUral?????

-nodding, he stood up straighter and hesitantly snaked an arm around your waist

-then stiffened in fear when you were both surrounded by a group of guys who were all way taller than him

-you gave the boys a suspicious eye and scooted closer into hinata’s touch

-“what do you want? for the last time, i am not going out with you. don’t you know anything about respecting other people? besides, i’m already with someone,” you huffed

-the one in the front cocked an eyebrow at the sight of you two

-he had silky dark hair, smooth skin, a captivating gaze, and a smirk that could creep right under your skin

-“you expect me to believe small fry’s your boyfriend? him? with YOU? you could do so much better, buttercup. I could make you feel so good.”

-hinata could tell this guy was bad news. really bad news. he was the type who wouldn’t take no for an answer

- ‘ahhh, what do i do?? if i just stand here, he’s gonna keep harassing her! and possibly even hurt her...’

-the guy inched closer to you, much to your obvious discomfort as you stepped back, and he reached out to touch your cheek

-but hinata was quicker, and he slid in front of you before the guy could lay a finger on you

- “leave her alone! she obviously wants nothing to do with you.”

-the fiery glint in his eye was almost enough to make the other guy back off, but his pride wouldn’t let him

-angry, he instead grabbed fistfuls of hinata’s collar and spat in his face, “say that again, shorty.”

-hinata continued to stare into the other guy’s eyes daringly and grabbed a hold of his wrist in response

- “she said no. quit harassing a girl who’s made it clear she’s not interested, or else.”

- “or else what.”

-his grip on the guy’s wrist tightened and his eyes sharpened. “you’ll have to get through me, first.”

- “tch,” the taller male scoffed. he let go of hinata, pushing him back and glaring as he did so. then he glanced over at you still standing behind the orange-haired boy

- “bet you’ll get bored of shortstack over here soon enough. i’ll be waiting,” he remarked with a wink

-then he and his friends turned and walked away, disappearing from view

-hinata, who’s been running on pure adrenaline during this whole encounter, then collapsed on the floor from all the excitement and terror he tried to contain

- “h-hinata?!” you gasped, using your arms to support his sluggish body

- “ahhh... i thought he’d at least swing at me, but i got lucky...”

-he sounded breathless

-however, the last thing he expected was the soft press of your lips on his cheek

- “thank you, hinata. i really appreciate the way you stood up for me back there. no one’s ever really done that for me.”

-how many times can you die and come back to life in the same day?? p sure hinata’s broken the record for that by now

- “o-o-o-of course! i couldn’t just let him keep thinking that going after you like this is o-okay! i-i didn’t even do much, i-i mean you’ve been standing up to this guy for weeks, this was the least i could do to help--”

-and you were huGGING HIM

-he awkwardly returned the gesture, eyes wide with shock as he patted your back

- “i mean it. thank you. i hope he backs off, but...” you bit your lip and pulled away

- “w-what’s wrong...?”

-you sighed. “i have a feeling he’s still going to be bothering me for a while. i hate to ask this of you, but...”

- “could you pretend to be my boyfriend for a bit longer? at least until he gets the hint and stops...?”

-did this mean...

- ‘dating’ you at scHOOL???

-kageyama and tsukki will never let him live it down, he could already imagine their comments

- “why’d she pick you of all people for this job?? you’re so?? you???”

- “couldn’t she have chosen to be with someone more believable??”

-he shook his head from his thoughts

- “i-is that a no?” you asked worriedly

- “n-no! i mean, yes! i mean, ignore that! i can pretend for as long as you need, y/n.”

- “ahhh, thank you so much, hinata! i promise i’ll treat you to something in return!” you brought him back in a hug, swaying side to side in glee

-you both stood up after you let go. “we should exchange numbers!” you suggested

- ‘oh my gawd, im getting her number rdftegiuofref’

-tanaka and noya would be so proud tho

-you quickly typed down your contact information on his phone before handing it back to him. “alright, here you go, just give me a text! i have to go now.”

-you picked up your bags and gave him a parting smile. “i’ll see you at school! get home safe!”

-and with that, you were on your way

-he stood there and watched as you left, holding onto the cheek you had kissed earlier

-he couldn’t believe it

extra:

-he had texted you after he got home, giggling like a lovesick preteen (was he not thooo LOL) as he was reading your messages and sharing memes with you

y/n 乁( ⏒ ͜ʖ ⏒ )ㄏ : oh ye btw, who’s your teacher? also, where do you usually hang out? just so i know where to find you. i never c u around school for som reason

me: oh rlly? thats strange... (pretending like he doesnt hide from you lol) im usually in the courtyard during lunch or in the gym for volleyball practice, and i have class with ms. akio

y/n 乁( ⏒ ͜ʖ ⏒ )ㄏ : WE’RE IN THE SAME CLASS??? omg im so sorry, i never noticed :((

me: oh no its okay! i sit all the way in the back, so

y/n 乁( ⏒ ͜ʖ ⏒ )ㄏ : well, i’ll make sure to greet you next time :) ! we’ll be seeing each other a whole lot more now, so

-he was still smiling like an idiot when natsu burst open his bedroom door

- “where’s my candy?!”

-shit, you probably took it with all your other bags by accident

- “uhhh....”

- “shoyooooo! you owe me, big time!”

-he rolled his eyes. “yeah, yeah, i know, i’m sorry, i’ll buy you twice as much tomorrow.”

-he went back to typing away at his phone

-natsu raised her eyebrows in curiosity. “whatcha doinnn?”

- “nothing, go away.”

- “you’ve been on your phone all day!”

- “and?”

- “are you talking to a giiirrrlllll?”

- “n-no!”

- “then why are you blushinggg?? moommm! shoyo has a girlfriend!” then she added to her brother, “can i see her?? is she pretty??”

-he just groaned, putting a hand up to his face to cover his blush, and nodded

a/n: OKAY this def took me longer than i thot AAHAHA but no ragrets. ty for your request, anon, i rlly enjoyed writing this and i hope you liked it! there will be a part 2, ill try to get that done soon >.> stay tuned hehe. msg me or send me an ask if you wanna be in the taglist cx <3 have a great day or night, lovelies, wherever you are

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Predilection | Chapter five

Pairing : Jikook x Reader [Feat. Taehyung]

Words: 1.8k

Genre: Angst, eventual Smut, fluff 

Warnings : explicit wording, characters under the influence, bad judgement, (I will make it clear that the characters in this chapter are definitely of age.)

Description: you want him, he wants you, but he also wants him, and him wants you- but him hurt you. So You hate him.

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Its somewhere around 7:00 am in the morning and amongst all your fellow early classmates waiting to board the trip’s bus, you find yourself spacing in and out of your own head. Your stomach in knots, eyes puffier than usual and although you’ve tried to calm yourself through an entire night of restless tossing and turning - you just couldn't shake the miserable feeling of dread.

“ Y/n...Y/N?!” There's a hand waving in your face catching your attention. Like a trance being broken, your best friend watches worriedly while your eyes seem to snap open in shock. Seeing him, makes the question ring in your head for the hundredth time, the very one you lied to. Whether or not you found your own body betraying your emotions for the boy you hated.

You kissed him back.

Jeon jungkook knew what it felt like to have your lips moving desperately against his in such an intimate fashion. Your lips permanently painted with the feel of his impressionable touch. The event, unfortunately, was still on your mind heavy, your thoughts consumed within the strange dilemma that you’d somehow gotten yourself into and to make it worse- you now truly had no one to really talk about it with.

“Did you...D-Did you sleep at all last night?” Taehyung stumbles in front you and it if it weren't for the devastating guilt running through you, you wouldn't have noticed the very clear and real suitcase coming by his side. Which reminded you of your suitcase...and that you were really going to be stuck with those two for an entire week...

Focusing, You try to swallow in your very dry mouth, your eyes blinking slowly to take on the equally as sleep deprived looking boy. His eyes a bit dark all around, hair disheveled, and there's an alarming aura around him that you couldnt say you were used to.

Was he nervous?

“Me? Tae you look like you want to get hit by a train.” you retort yawning in exhaustion “something Tells me I'm not the only one who didn't dream of pillows and sheep”. Letting your bag down from your shoulder, you wince from your tense muscles screaming in agony and a sigh could be heard from him.

“Excuse you, but I did get some sleep- at least that was before you came panicking at my door.” he denounces while creating an evil glare.

“ we only talked for an hour, don't blame your obvious insomnia for yoongi on me” you spit back and while taehyung was too busy dropping his mouth to the floor, the scarce amount of your classmates had begun to fill in including your professor.

By then, the sun was beginning to rise even further in the sky and by the looks of all the tired faces surrounding you, you could tell it was almost time to depart on the trip - aka hell. Your nerves suddenly getting the better of you, you slowly start to sink further into the troubling mess of your emotions and just as you were beginning to realize how surreal your situation was, your eyes catch a notable figure in the distance.

Silver hair shining within the powerful breeze, as a ringed hand comes up to help keep it at bay. He struts up towards the surrounding crowd of students, catching multiple glances of onlookers, but whether or not he acknowledges them through his square rimmed shades, it remains a mystery. A black leathered luggage by his side, Jimin stops his stride just a few feet away from you and tae, however his focus remains on the phone held within his other hand.

“Oh great! The ballerina's here.” taehyung cheers sarcastically, meanwhile every fiber within your body was stilled from how aware you were of his presence. Okay...so this was still just a bit harder than you’d thought it would be...you think while taking a deep breath. As much as you wanted to pretend you felt absolutely nothing for the male hovering by the both of you, you couldn't deny the quickened pace within your chest when he suddenly snaps his head in your direction.

Your gaze quickly goes elsewhere.

“Tae I don't know if I can do this...” you swallow, a hard lump coming into your throat. You think you’re going to be sick…

“Do what?” Taehyung frowns, A deep crease in his brow from your confession, however it disappears once he puts its together himself. Both of his brows now shooting up towards his hairline “You're not thinking of Failing this course are you? Y/n we’ve talked about this, you're going to be fine. I’ve told you, you can stay the night with me and yoongi if you don't want to be on your own.”.

And just like that, You cast your gaze downwards, a feeling of hopelessness washing over. You suddenly find your feet a bit too interesting “ I- I don't know…I think this might be too much Tae. I know you w-want to be alone with yoongi and I...well I’d pretty much just be cock blocking you. Plus, I just don't know if I can handle being with them the way it is-” you stutter shakily.

Stepping closer, Taehyung pulls you into an abrupt warm hug, bringing you closer until your head was resting comfortably on his firm chest “ Hey, Hey- no matter what, I’ll be glad to have you around anytime. Besides, it’s pretty bold of you to assume I wouldn’t be pounding into min yoongi, because you're in the next room- I couldn’t care less if you watched.” he pulls back to look you in your eyes, a clear look of doting support across his features.

Meanwhile you scrunch your face up in disgust “I think I’d rather hear them before I hear you- at least I won't really be able to visualize their faces.”

Tae stares at you blankly before he lifts a brow “...You’re telling me, you wouldnt want to watch me fuck someone else...me? The unbelievably hot best friend who had you shirtless the first time we met?”

You cringe again “ You seriously have to stop talking about that night...I would like to not remember getting my heart broken and then having even my current best friend reject me.” you move to step away from him and more towards the slowly growing crowd. You never liked talking about the night you met Taehyung, because in all honestly- it was probably the worst night of your life. Unfortunately, it also happened to be the night jimin and jungkook had first debuted as couple and on top of that- you really dont want to venture back into a territory where sex was possible between the both of you.

Getting closer towards the others, you feel taehyung easily catching up with your walking figure. His arm comes naturally around your shoulder like always before he speaks “ Well of course I rejected you, you were completely heartbroken like an adorable sad puppy.”

“Wow this conversation just keeps getting better and better....By the way this is doing wonders for my confidence, just thought you should know.” you mutter sarcastically while trying to shove his arm off of your shoulder. He doesnt move it, instead catching on to the hurt hidden behind your sarcasm. He then uses his arm to stop you, the pressure of it keeping you from walking any further.

He rolls his eyes “Wait, because I don't think you understand. The reason I stopped wasn't because you were just some sad random girl. Well- actually yes it was, but it was also because…” he huffs “ You were also really sweet and innocent, you didnt deserve some asshole who was going to fuck you senseless and then disappear the next day. So I stopped and when you broke down then cried, I held you, remember?” he tries to put on a smile that opposes your bitter pout.

As much as you hated to admit it, Everything he’d just said was true. Taehyung did stop that night and you knew that, because you remembered that night vividly.

The both of you bursting through some random bedroom door for privacy.

Only moments ago you’d just seen your best friend and your crush making out in back the of a graduation party together and when you confronted Jungkook about it, he’d acted as if he had no idea what you were talking about. Angry, you stormed off, tears collecting your eyes and you made your way over towards the snack table to down an entire cup of vodka.

Moments later, A firm hand suddenly sliding it’s way onto your back that makes you turn to look at the culprit. Enters Taehyung. Dark hair, boxy smile, but red sultry eyes drinking in your poor body as he pulls you closer towards him “ You look like you could use some fun, want to go upstairs?” he would breathe slowly into your ear.

You remembered sliding your eyes back towards the raven haired boy that just so happened to be watching you and Taehyung like a hawk from across the room. Your eyes just barely being able to find him through the sea of people, An emotion swirling dangerously behind them.

In a time like this, Jungkook would already be there ready to save you when needed. But with the combination of anger, the vodka, and a growing euphoria of feeling Taehyung’s hands roaming all over your waist, you were certain you wouldn't need it.

Which brings you back towards the private room. Taehyung locks the door behind him, reaching for you to slam his mouth onto yours. The kiss is sloppy, aggressive and you were loving every second of it. His teeth nipping and pulling at your delicate lips before he’s lifting you up into his arms. A soft yelp leaves your mouth and he chuckles arrogantly into the kiss while walking the both of you further in. In a flash, he has you landing on top of the small room’s bed, his own body coming to hover above yours and you relish in the feel of his hips sliding between your legs.

As if a chill comes by, you suddenly shudder under him. The heated make-out warming you up enough to definitely have your panties soaked, but for some reason...you felt cold. Taehyung continues unknown to this, laying wet kisses from your mouth and down towards your neck. His own drunken lust, blinding him from the way your arms were desperately hugging him closer to feel any kind of warmth.

It wasn't until he suddenly sat up from you. His hands reaching for the hem of your shirt to pull it above your head and have you falling down onto your back. He takes a moment to look at your half naked torso, a look of appreciation washing over his eyes as he rakes them further up to stare at you.

He-

Why were there tears in your eyes?

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oohohoho you just opened the deepest can of worms on the planet

-mod dave, who wrote a fucking ten mile essay

first off, addressing the second anon, no theyre all humans. h., half humans at least. cause yall know me i fucking love my humanstuck aus off my ASS

(that would be funny as hell though. a troll from space walking into a camp on earth going “I AM THE SON OF ONE OF YOUR EARTH GODS. BITCH” like... holy shit)

so first things first their parents. im gonna lay this out, the beta kids and trolls are all greek (EXCEPT sollux hes roman cause his parent has no greek equivalent), and all the alpha kids and trolls are those gods roman equivalents (,,EXCEPT dirk cause he kinda balances sollux being roman out). i havent figured out how thatd happen like 16+ times yet cause in the percy jackson books theres only ever been one instance of two siblings of the same godly descent being greek and roman respectively in HISTORY so like.. i guess th. i guess thats just not a problem in this au

anyway this gets really long so im gonna talk about the beta kids and trolls cause i havent elaborated on the alphas at all ((peep the tags if you wanna see their parents though))

johns the son of zeus, rose is the daughter of athena, dave is the son of apollo, and jade is the daughter of demeter. they were all raised in their respective states, all had to come to new york for various reasons. jades been there the longest, shes been there 9 years and shes been on a couple quests. her biggest accomplishment so far is how she protected the camp from this big vicious angry hellhound that got past the barrier. naturally the girls fluent in Dog Training, so she steps up and instead of trying to kill this thing, she reaches out and tames it as fast as she can. it ends up actually working, and ever since that day she, her cabin, and the camp have a whole bodyguard sleeping right outside the demeter cabin! hes her steed in battle and hes a Very Good Boy. and his name is becquerel

johns the newest kid at camp, he has no idea who he is or why the fuck his school got attacked or why in the hell those anemoi thuellai were so fixated on him or HOW in the hell he absorbed the lightning one threw at him and ended up fine,,, hes just a big mess right now. a big enough mess that when he got claimed by literally zeus, no one else was around, he shrugged it off as some basic magical happening, and he stayed in the hermes cabin far longer than he should have cause no one! fucking knew he got claimed! by zeus of all people! dumbass. he ends up figuring it out though. like an off-hand mention about how this “weird lightning thing appeared above my head a couple weeks ago, haha weird right?” once he figures it out he realizes “hey i might be able to fly” so he sneaks off into the woods to try it. he succeeds fairly quickly but god almighty everyones face the one day the dude just yote himself off a small cliff without warning,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

dave and rose are really tight, theyve been there roughly the same time length, and since their cabins are across from each other they just bother each other all the time. daves the resident Doctor even though he really doesnt look it cause hes got the apollo powers. apollo is the medicine god. so if you wound your stupid ass in battle daves in the ER room patching you up with his glowy hands. rose on the other hand is a very good strategist. shes one of the only athena kids ever recorded to actually have a power - telekinesis. she has no idea how she developed it, she thinks its from birth, but it freaks her out. shes training it though.

so the beta trolls, are also all human(ish). aradias hades kid. but i pulled a pjo trope on her based on one of my favorite characters (im not saying for spoilers, but if you recognize the situation, You Probably Know Who Its Based Off) and aradia died. her mom, the handmaid, had been pulling some Shady Ass Shit and ended up getting herself killed, but aradia tried saving her and ended up going down with her.

so handmaid gets sentenced to the fields of punishment in the underworld, and aradia gets sentenced to elysium, heroes paradise. shes like “no i want my mom to be okay” so they take that away from aradia and they put them both in the fields of asphodel, the neverending grey space for Not So Good But Not So Bad people. her mom becomes a shade (shadow spirit, no human resemblance), as all people do, but aradia. doesnt? and she gets dunked in the fucking river lethe and if you dont know what that does it erases your memory. so she just. comes out of the river like “hello? wgat tae fukc goin on??” but she still remembers one thing. there was an “a” in her name.

tavros is the son of hermes, hes just kinda taken on the role of backup counselor for when the actual cabin counselor is out. hes in a wheelchair, but he also has prosthetic legs for when he needs to actually stand up and fight. hes really good at it too. also catch him in winged converse cause he Owns Those and Uses Them To His Advantage. hes trying his best to keep focused on the camp, cause aradia was his childhood friend, he misses her a whole lot, she never got to camp in the first place. and to his knowledge, shes still dead.

sollux is a janus kid. thats a problem cause janus is roman, and this is a greek camp. he grew up with dave, he showed up with dave, hes been at camp as long as dave. but hes been unclaimed since he showed up so he thinks hes unwanted by whatever parent he has. he knows hes a demigod, he got through the camp barriers, so what the fuck is wrong with him? he also feels shitty cause hes shit at the greek lessons, he cant read a lick of it which literally every demigod without exception should be able to do, he cant name any gods- well, he can, but.. he gets their names mixed up. why does he keep calling poseidon “neptune”? and he has a much, much different way of natural fighting than other kids. they slice, he jabs. he wasnt taught to jab. 

karkat is an aphrodite kid with vitiligo, and to make matters worse, hes ace and on the aro spectrum. to make matters WORSE, the aphrodite kids are kinda notorious for being really shallow, really materialistic, and really mean. karkats been dubbed the “runt” of the cabin, he gets made fun of for his spots to the point where he uses make up and magic to conceal them. worst of all? hes the kid of the goddess of love, for fucks sake. being reminded that “loveless people shouldnt be able to stay in this cabin, mom must have made a mistake claiming you” is kind of.. a blow to the self esteem. long story short he hates aphrodite for claiming him, and would have rather stayed in the hermes cabin. but he eventually goes on this big quest thats vague as fuck right now but Its The Main Plot, he ends up proving to himself that hes worth something and that his siblings are wrong, and my FAVORITE LINE IN THE WHOLE THING i came up with is HIS when he deals a final blow to some big monster: “REMEMBER MY FACE THE NEXT TIME YOU REINCARNATE. MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS, I’M THE SON OF APHRODITE, AND LOOKS CAN KILL.”

nepeta isnt anywhere near developed as others are unfortunately, shes a daughter of ares and shes really really good at hand to hand combat. shes small but she leads groups of people in things ranging from camp volleyball games to actual literal wars. shes a tough little shit

kanaya isnt really developed either, i have yet to figure out most of her powers too actually, shes a daughter of iris, the rainbow goddess though. (blatant reference to both kanayas vampirism and. h. her. sh. es ga. gay) ONE THING SHE CAN DO THOUGH is iris message at will without water or drachmas so really shes just everyones go to cell phone and its fucking hilarious cause people just come into the cabin like “KANAYA I NEED TO TALK TO [X]” and shes like “You Better Fucking Pay Me I Am Not Your Personal Cell Phone”

terezi is the daughter of nemesis and she has this really peculiar power she hasnt really gotten the hang of yet. she has synesthesia, so while she cant see she can smell and taste the colors of her surroundings and its really helpful. sometimes though she gets messages from her mom. they dont even come as dreams half the time, they come as almost a different plane altogether. tez has the power to literally tip the scales, pretty much. and when she gets like that, she can see. shes not on earth though, shit on earth stops when shes like that. shes just kinda In Her Own Head, i guess? and in her head she holds the two scales in her hands. she is the arms of the scale. and depending on which one she lifts up, she can literally alter the fate of the battle or happening thats going on By Herself. once she chooses she just whooshes back to real life though and nothing has changed. the only downside? it takes a LOT of energy and cant be exploited for little things. her one thing on her bucket list is to tap into said powers while getting something from a vending machine so like three things will fall out but it hasnt happened yet and shes upset

vriskas a daughter of tyche, the luck goddess, come the fuck on you knew i was gonna, i havent really elaborated on her either and im upset about that. but hey now you get a break from all those fucking paragraphs

equius is a hephaestus kid, and he kinda stays in the background. hes a range fighter, he spends a lot of time in the forge, and even though its been a project looooong since forgotten, hes been excavating the tunnels under cabin nine for years. by himself. he has no idea where they lead, but dammit hes gonna find out where. he has no idea about a certain bunker in the woods though...

gamzees just there for a fucking laugh tbh hes a son of dionysus and i love that cause hes the god of wine and parties and insanity. usually gamzees just zoning out somewhere hes Not supposed to be, and hes not affected by the maenads FUCKED UP BULLSHIT that goes down the forest sometimes. also hes so fucking scared of tavroses wing shoes he tried them on once while he was high and JESUS CHRIST

eridan is the son of kymopoleia, a SUPER obscure goddess. lets just say dont fuck with eridan cause his mom is the goddess of violent sea storms,

and naturally, feferi is the daughter of poseidon. cause who the FUCK else would she be the daughter of. WHO. NAME ONE GOD

OH AND JUST CAUSE I FORGOT CALLIE AND CALIBORN ARE SATYRS IN THIS AU. CALLIE HAS PAN PIPES. and caliborn still has a gun

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Thoughts on My Engineer eps5,6,7

I watched these back to back last week so I thought I’d just do one post on them together before watching ep8

overall, I think the pacing is pretty good, none of the couples feel rushed and I like seeing the natural development of everyone’s feelings

Duen and Bohn are hugeass DORKS and Bonh’s cheesy lines are adorkable

it’s cute seeing how much Duen loves it even though he tries pretending otherwise

“why do you critisize me for picking up girls but not Bohn for picking up boys?” it’s the homosexual agenda we ‘ve been discovered!

the moment when Mek was practicing his lines with Boss and said I love you and Boss got that LOOK on his face like damn boy

the guys shooting that movie are cracking me up so much because he says something like if you dont help me I’ll be a teenager who didnt successfuly graduate and the poor man looks like he’s in his 30s

my absolute favourite scene of this episode has to be the confrontation between Bohn and Fong (Frong? what are names) like I loooooove how that whole scene went from the build up where it looks like Frong is gonna go cause problems because he thinks he has to protect Duen from “bad boy” Bohn and they face off with each other and the tension is rising higher and THEN he just warns Bohn not to break Duen’s heart and bows out gracefully because he knows it’s the right thing to do since Duen doesnt like him back and I’m over here like did I dream this?

all love triangles should be solved like this

and then the ending with King and Ram and all the precious antics they get up also very lovely like the way they get each other and how Ram is slowly opening himself to King and how King finds ways to communicate with Ram which dont push Ram out of his comfort zone *chef’s kiss*

next ep is just a cuteness overload fest

Duen and Bohn’s date with Duen’s little sister is too precious and how they really do look like a little family

also Bohn is sooo into this playing house thing that I wouldnt be surprised if by the end of the show he’s got them adoption papers ready

and Ram being so damn whipped for King like the way he lets King take his stuff and do whatever he likes - if that’s not love I dont know what is

I could have done without the random high school girls shipping them though

Bohn continues to write love poetry on the go and I really like how he owns up and takes responsibility for his feelings and/or inability to handle them yet

I am kind of confused about where this Mek/Boss is going now - like Boss is with his highschool friend now so how much longer is that gonna keep going before Boss figures out the truth? or is it just never gonna happen?

Ok possible SPOILER in the next part so skip the bold text if you dont want to read it

  I keep thinking about something that I saw a few days ago, I dont remember who said it or if it’s true even (I hope it’s not) but there was some kind of spoiler that one of the couples wont have a happy ending and now I cant shake that thought whenever I’m watching and trying to figure out which couple it is

 the law of the universe says you’ll lose internet connection at the worst possble time and that’s just how it is

more cute couply things me likely

We saw more of King’s character and his plant friends which was TOO DAMN PRECIOUS and Bohn and Duen handling their first big argument and finally being a couple yay

could have done without King’s sister also shipping them though like goddamn

I’m kind of unsure about that Fring/Thara thing like it felt really random how Frong was a total asshole for no reasn all of a sudden and Thara was just standing there smiling ???

although the last scene where he was listening to Frong’s heart beating fast and being like why is your hard beating so fast had me giggling like an idiot

his heart’s beating so fast cause he gay, your honor

[ashvvee]

Let me just say, chapter 249 of BNHA was a ride. Was it a good ride? I’m my opinion, yes. I really liked that chapter and I think it was worth the 2 week wait.

Some of my thoughts/opinions:

So about Endeavor’s dream, that might be foreshadowing and I don’t know if I’m here for it. On one hand the Todoroki family will be happy but in the other Endeavor be dead or just gone. Don’t get me wrong I really dislike Endeavor but I don’t think he should die, I think he should redeem himself so the whole family can be happy together!

Natsuo referring to Enji and Endeavor rather than dad shows just how much he resents him

Fuyumi is a master chef and I want to eat her cooking

Midoriya finding out Bakugou was listening in on his and Todorokis conversation back during the sports festival was cool. I wish it was a little longer though.

“As far as in concerned, he’s the one who gave me this burn” BRO!! Don’t even get me started on this line. Rei honestly did nothing wrong (except for the fact that she was the one to pour the water in his face). It was all Endeavor’s fault, he pushed her to that breaking point and we saw that she regretted it.

Rei feeling regret right after what she did to Shouto. That made me have so many emotions

That letter from Rei to Shouto was so sweet!! It shows that she loves her family (minus Endeavor because she didn’t mention him) and she wants them to be together again!

The tension in that household is STRONG! It must be awkward for Midoriya and Bakugou. At the same time I think Midoriya feels bad for them and wants to help. People forget that Midoriya and Bakugou might not have had the best home life either. Midoriya grew up without a dad and Bakugou’s mom honestly might have been a little abusive, so they might be able to relate to Shouto to an extent.

Bakugou just yelling about the fact they have family drama is hilarious to me. I mean come on Katsuki, I think they know.

That sad then determined face Midoriya gives proves to me that Midoriya wants to help.

Then he says Shouto is trying to forgive Enji. Which I do believe he is trying to do but that right moment he mentioned, will probably be a while from now. You can’t fix years of abuse in just a few months

Yes, deep down, Shouto is a kind person. But he does have a foul mouth 😂

I honestly don’t know what Natsuo is thinking. I can tell he’s listening in on the conversation but we can’t see a lot of his face. From what we can see and my predictions, I believe he is feeling a little sad. Almost as if he wishes to forgive Endeavor but he just can’t bring himself to.

Natsuo probably has trust issues and issues with letting people in because of the trauma he went through as a child. He lashes out at Endeavor more than the other siblings so he probably dislikes him the most out of the three of them.

As we see Endeavor walking through the hallway we see a speech bubble coming from I’m guessing Midoriya. It seems as though he can hear the conversation going on.

Endeavor’s face looks sad. It looks as though he might be feeling regret. He has stated before that he wishes for their family to be happy again. He’s probably listening to the conversation in the other room hoping that one day he can redeem himself and have the other members of the family forgive him.

So, Touya. Wow. Where do I even start. It’s just a couple frames (is that what you call them in mangas?) but OH GOOD LORD IT TELLS US A LOT!!

So first of all, Endeavoris bringing food to a shrine, Touya’s shrine. Which is sweet, it shows he cares about his son.

So I’m not sure if this is the same in Japanese culture, but sometimes funerals are held for people that have not been confirmed dead, they are just missing. It is assumed they are dead but it doesnt necessarily mean they are. That’s possibly what’s happening here.

If Touya has just gone missing and hadn’t actually died it probably would have been a long time ago since the picture used is probably the most recent picture they have which appears it’s from middle school.

Another reason why I think Touya might have just gone missing is because of the wording. Sure it might have been changed a little when it was translated or that’s just how it’s worded but it never says anything about him actually being dead. We just assume all of that.

I’m not saying Dabi is Touya, but that is what I’m saying. No, Geten is not Touya there are too many things pointing away from that theory being true.

There are so many theory’s on Touya from this chapter my mind might explode

That was long, if someone reads all of it, congratulations here is a gold star ⭐️

I don’t have anyone to talk to about the manga, everyone I know is anime only. So I decided to come into Tumblr and rant.

If there are any spelling mistakes, I’m not going back and rereading it😂 so oh well.

To end this long post, take a gif I found that made me laugh more than it should have.

[athenakassandra]

The Other Side of the Fence

I can almost feel it. It’s there. I can feel my fingertips are brushing against what I’ve been missing all these years. If I was in a race, the line’s right in front of me. I knew this is it. After all this time, it’s finally here for taking.

All I gotta do now is cross it.

But... how? It seems so simple, right? Cross it. Just finish and claim the prize. Isn’t that how it’s done? JUST DO IT.

I wish it was that simple. I forgot, after eight long years, that there’s a fence. I stare at it like I did so many years ago, and somehow it looks the same. It has aged a good deal, and it almost looks vulnerable now. But as I’ve proven all those years, it’s deceptively impenetrable.

The hardest part about the fence is that it has a lot of things that I want on the inside, things that I dream about on a regular basis. Things I’d give up a lifetime to be a part of. When mom (not my mom) talks about these i feel the pain of missing out of them. What’s most painful and cruel is that I can see everything from where I stand, and watch other people enjoy the things i want, but will never have.

I see a kid running full speed towards me as if seeing something he has seen for the first time. I bet he’s curious as he comes over just a few steps from the fence. He stopped dead in his tracks and just stares at it like it’s a blank wall. That’s how the fence works, I see everything from the outside, but they will never see me. I recognize the kid. It’s my boy, and I felt the tears start falling. Tears of joy? Maybe. My son makes me happy even by just the simplest of things, but it made me sad and frustrated that I loved him since the day he was born and yet he has doesnt and perhaps never will meet me. He’s such an angel, and I remember holding his hand once when he was two years old, and I remember it like I just let go of it. It hurt that he was someone else’s, but eventually I realized it was through him I truly learned -- and understood -- the word sacrifice. I felt, for the briefest of instances, like I was a part of something bigger. He has grown now, and he looked great. I know he’s gonna grow up well and do well. He’s gonna be seven this year, and I wonder what to give him on his birthday. A new toy? His mother tells me the boy likes to play a lot. Perhaps a new iPad. Or Maybe a real father? I don’t know. That’s up to mom. We stare at each other, him with a piercing look and me trying not to scare him. I know he doesnt see me, but I still stare back in regret and longing, when I hear a commanding voice from afar, and we both look at where it’s coming from. It was my son’s grandma.

Mama, as she’s fondly called, comes over and carries my boy away. As badass as she looks, she owns what’s got to be one of the softest hearts, as I’m told. I found it hard to believe at first, as when I met her like twice before I just remember being scared shitless by just meeting her gaze. Like I mentioned earlier she has a commanding voice, and my son walks toward her, giving the fence one final glance as if he saw someone or something there. I hear his aunt call him out as well, offering something I couldn’t see from this distance. Aunt’s also gonna be a mother soon. She looks like 98% mom, and I used to think of all the high fives we’re gonna have and all the high pitched laughs because of all the inside jokes about mom that we’re gonna share. She’s had a difficult life, and I’d like to think that she having a child soon is one of the steps toward the right direction. I wish this family all my best, even if they have no clue who I am and I doubt they’ll ever know me. I sigh and take back a deep breath, wishing this wasnt the case.

The other day mom told me a couple stories while we were driving home. The way she talked made me feel like she’s somewhat venting, though I didnt really mind. I want her to do that. I want her to tell me everything. I want to help her when she’s feeling down, console her when she’s hurt, and laugh with her when she’s happy. I realized it’s also one of the things the fence keeps me from having. The everyday life stories, from the simplest to the most outrageous, is one of the things I want to share with mom. It’s basically the life together, the chaos, and it just hurts not being there when she needs someone to hold her. Life just aint fair.

It felt so good to daydream. It’s a beautiful night, and though the silence doesn’t give off the best of vibes I’m trying to have when I write, it’s good enough to just summon my thoughts. The bad thing, however, about daydreaming is that it feels so real at one point and then with a blink of an eye, it’s gone. It’s just gone, and all I can see is pitch black, I feel the emptiness that has devoured all the things joyful I can ever think of, and I’m alone again. Then, in the middle of all this, I see mom. I see her talking to our son and wiping the sweat off his forehead down to his face. This sets my mind off again, reminiscing how I loved and lost the love of my life.

Mom and I were never the convenient love story. We’re one of the against-all-odds, spontaneous, and heart-wrenching ones. It was never easy for us, which was clear from the start, and we had to fight for what we have. I’d like to think that it made us indestructible, and the joy and passion we shared for one another remains unmatched, though historically one thing or two always ends up breaking us apart. I dont know what it is, but before she left for the last time, I remember us being able to take a piece of each other. During cold days and hard times I hold onto that piece to give me hope. I always clutch at it whenever I feel insecure, unloved, and rejected. It somehow makes me feel her heart and her love, though it’s ironic because I got it when she left, but undeniably, it works. She’s also the one person I know I can talk to when nobody else will. She’s the only one who can calm me when my stupid temper just decides to go off. Heck she even made me want that homeless-looking Post Malone. I loved her for it. I still do. She makes my heart smile and full in a way nobody else can, like nothing else matters in the world but us. I’m 29 and I still feel butterflies in my stomach when I kiss her hand. We still make out like we used to in our early 20′s, and when our lips touch, I can feel all the love that I missed all these years. The stars are back, and I just don’t want to let go.

But, I have to. I still have to go back to my world, and she has to hers. It’s what the fence divides, and unlike eight years ago I have a ticking time bomb that’s not gonna stop. It’s strapped to the fence, and if we destroy the fence the bomb goes off as well. It’s either we hit two birds in one stone by eliminating both the bomb and the fence, or we die and lose our souls again. I look at mom’s eyes and i’d like to believe it’s somewhat different now, that she’s gonna have something to do about whatever the outcome’s gonna be. It gives me hope, and like I said, I can almost feel it. I think we’re closer this time. Better.

And then again, the fence is deceptively strong. We can always go around it and do whatever we want, but the fence will just remind us that we will be separated at the end of the day. I dont want to do that anymore if it was up to me. I just want to go home to my wife and son and live a simple life.

I love you, mom, I love you so much. You know this, and you also know there’s nothing I wouldnt give. It’s up to you now, but please dont go to a place where I cant follow. Even if we fail again, my heart and the best parts of me will always belong to you. Hopefully I see and touch your face today.

I’ll just be where I can be found a lot this past couple of weeks --- right outside the fence, waiting for you.

[hozukitofu]

Tobirama vs parenting

As far as anyone a lot of people are aware, Senju Tobirama is a bachelor. Without a spouse. Possibly never married, or, well, no spouse can be seen in sight.

Make no mistake - he’s desirable. He is pretty. Very pretty - blindingly so. Heads turn when he walks down the street. Model recruitment officers have approached him consistently since the age of 11 to persuade him to take up a modelling career. There were a lot of random proposals in the past that Hashirama will be very happy to reenact loudly and publicly, to the presence and sighs of his brother.

The point is that he’s pretty and he’s financially stable and he’s fit and overall a perfect groom to all the desperate mothers out there searching for a suitable spouse for their wayward spawns. People have begged him to marry their kids - Itama has footage of someone ambushing Tobirama on his runs and clutching onto his arm and begging for a marriage, for his daughter. It’s bizarre. The man himself had to relocate a couple of times and obscured his address from his limited circle of friends because the petty and annoying pest Madara keeps on sending admirers outside his door and he can’t go to work that way, go away Madara.

He’s pretty and very very desirable on the market of remarkably small pool of eligible bachelors, and it is only the combined forces of his brothers hissing around him and his red vampiric eyes that steer people away from him, arguably number one desirable bachelor of Konoha.

Somebody joked once about how Senju-san is like a vampire but then a group of soccer mums saw him at the butcher buying two kilograms of steak cuts for his family dinner and it happened. They asked him how would he like his steak, because that’s how people flirt nowadays, and in a very flat voice, Tobirama informed them that he eats his steak raw, like the blood of my enemies, and nobody had ever approached him about his dietary preferences ever since.

(Torifu broke down crying when he was told that. Homura most likely taught Tobirama that line, though they wouldn’t put it past him to come up with it on the spot himself, because he’s just a dry and sarcastic bastard by nature.)

So Tobirama is a little tiny bit scary - no big deal, he’s still exceptionally easy on the eyes. Even with the red eyes and the cheek scars.

Scrap that. The man’s perfected the I am disappointed in you stare and people are sure that he has small children somewhere annoying the living daylights out of him to be able to recreate such a universal look on caretakers all across the globe and throughout history can recognise and sympathise with.

The man works in some government job - he’s in creaseless suits when he’s not in equally flawless and ironed kimono. He used to teach - or he still does, at the prestigious Konoha Academy, teaching law and politics with that stern voice of his. As far as anyone is aware, he's a workaholic - his brothers joked that the only loves of his life are kendo, calligraphy, books and his job, in which he agreed. On multiple occasions.

So it comes as a sort of awful surprise and a little bit of ‘I did not expect this and what’, when teenagers start appearing in his home and calling him variations of sensei, father and dad.

Tobirama doesn’t divulge on the specifics of his relations of these children, nor does he deny prying questions of Senju-san, are these minions yours? It’s so suspicious and people just want to know -

Is the prettiest but scariest Senju brother still a bachelor and are the goddamn demon children of his blood and good genes?

Tobirama has other more pressing issues than spending a second of his life to social gossips. Like Itama’s fellowship dinner. Reminding Hashirama to stop burying himself, for once, under paperwork. Nagging the kids to do homework. Dissuading Koharu from setting her brothers on fire with an aerosol can and a matchbox.

He’s a single father raising six children and an entire man-child Hashirama. He doesn’t have time to even go for his runs without waking up exceptionally early, and Torifu throws actual fits when he’s up at a certain hour that is too early for his biological clock to process all the necessary chemicals and that’s bad for you, dad, don’t do that to yourself that’s self harm.

He should have really discouraged the food biology dream, but now the boy is an aspiring nutritionist and there’s no stopping him from seeking out his dream now.

Tobirama can’t sleep late too, because now Itama and Kawarama have little minions to do their nagging for them when they’re travelling to rural areas - Hiruzen is relentless in his constant ranting and Koharu just steals his paperwork and laptop and sprints. Kagami, the oldest, the first child and the one who should be on his side, only watches on the sideline and laughs at him whenever Torifu yells at him to go to bed at a reasonable time be a good role model to your children.

He doesn’t remember adopting these brats. They’ve just showed up one day after the classes they don’t share together, because Kagami is a tattler and the rest are opportunistic carnivores, and he’s a very sizable chunk of meat that their little vulture claws have hooked on and never once let go of since years ago. Now they’re registered under the same family as him, loosely, because Madara can’t let Kagami go and the Akamichi extended family can’t part with Torifu without a lot of tears and consolation hamper baskets and he’s just given up when it comes to the two of them. When they have enough funds to move out he’ll just sign the papers and adopt them into his family officially.

It is such a disservice to the cold, vampiric aesthetic (and front) that he keeps up in front of his neighbour, out of sheer entertainment because their reactions to his many comments are nothing short of comedic. Now he chases after Kagami and Danzo, the combined forces of them two destroying people’s lawns with their bikes even though they’re eighteen and shouldn’t be doing this, with his kimono on their forearms. Now the local fruit vendors knows the exact volume of how shrill his voice can reach when he’s telling Torifu and Homura off for buying three trays of mangoes ‘for science’ and then not eating them. He had been stripped from his kimonos to try frankly outrageous Harajuku street fashion because Koharu has a long-term hobby as a photographer and Hiruzen loves dressing him up in long skirts and crop tops and those really high waist pants that look great on him. Koharu’s Instagram blew up over a week because of the combined efforts of all of them to make Tobirama into the model that he deserves to be. 

(He likes every photo and prints out the photos that he and one of his kids are in it and pins them in his study.

The kids pretend they know nothing about it.)

Kagami somehow has a bottle of foundation that matches his skin perfectly and he can’t help but think that the brats had conspired and planned this out for a long time and he just have to accept it.

His neighbours all can describe the exact expression when each of his kid leaves home or graduate, because a lot of them are parents or they have parents, and that is the face of a man who loves his kids and saddens to see them leave his nest of safety, but he wishes all the best for them and waits for their return.

(And well, they still send fan letters to his mailbox everyday. It’s fascinating to see him shred them by the recycling bin before the rubbish trucks come take the rubbish away. Something about him with a knife just intrigues people.

His kids laugh at him all the way on their side of the phone when he tells them of this peculiar fixation on his manual paper shredding.)

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[morphineabusee]

so for the past couple of weeks id say ive been going on a downwards spiral. works been pretty shit at the minute and everyones feeling it not just me but i feel like when you have constant i guess mental health problems and problems with your thoughts shit like that just hits you a thousand times harder. Since the whole mia thing at work me and shaun dont really talk anymore and shaun has been soemone at my work that has always been therefore me since the day i started at that place and hes defended me so many times and now its like we dont even know eachother on shift i find it quite arwkward as we barely talk only really when we have too we dont have a laugh like we used to like every time i was on shift with shaun i love it cos i knew it was going to be fun relaxed hes not strict so you could basically do whatever you wanted in hindsight you know as long as you was doing your job and i would always be happy on shift with him and hed make me laugh so much id cry with laughter and its like all of that has gone megan bascially hates me now since its all kicked off and she was really trying to help me with my customer service and to be better and all that and she thinks that i betrayed her in this whole situation and she only ever talks to me when she has too and most the time tries to tell me off because shes just being a bitch with me and when megan doesnt like someone like me its super fucking obvious and it just makes me feel uncomfortable to come to work and i dread working with her ive worked for burger king for 2 years now and ive really had enough im a super fucking hard worker like super hard worker and ive worked weeks without days off just to help out at work and help everrything flow while running myself into the ground because i wanted to help out a few weeks or few months ago or whenever now really i get asked to do extra hours or stay behind its the first time in literally forever ive started saying no because im just getting massivlly taken advantage of of the fact that oh yeah dont worry chloe will stay but why the fuck should i stay and exhaust myself countless times exhuast myself kill myself off for a company for people who couldnt give a shit about me like ive done so so so much to help other people out and i get fuck all in return i really just want to quit if im being honest but i cant cos obviously everyone needs a job and im wanting to become a makeup artist so i need to keep putting money into my kit and what not so i cant just quit and i feel like if i do ill just get into a massive depression where i just wont eat i wont be able to get up and shower or brush my teeth or look after myself because ill just be so depressed and i dont want to do that to myself but there just seems like there is no plan for me in life and ive done some pretty fucked up things in my life before ive met james things he and nobody knows and i think is this what i get in return for doing bad things in life being unhappy being depressed wanting to kill myself wanting to just lay in bed and watch my life waste a way no even wanting a life like do i really deserve it and people say oh just get another job so i search and i search for another job and i apply for multipule jobs and its like working for the company i work for must get me fucking blacklisted from every job site ever like im unemployable and it just fucks me off because i feel like i do deserve to do what makes me happy and what i love in life and thats makeup and that is my dream my dream is to become a really really good fucking makeup artist one of the best and lifes just telling me no girl you cant do that youll never do that and you dont derserve to do that well maybe life is right but im sick of having ups and downs in life i cant costantly deal with it throughout my whole life imon the verge of becoming extremely suicidal and thats okay because life has nothing to offer me anyway anymore so im done 

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

Girl Back Home (Jimin x You x Jungkook) // Chapter 7

A/N: I would like to thank my first ever tumblr friend @chelseaxliclican for giving me the motivation to continue writing this series. Seriously, I lost my way and all hope to continue and is thinking to just scrap this series but her faith in my ability to continue (and her excitement to when I will update) sparks my inspiration. Thankyou, (for the inspiration and for listenning when I talk about Kookie non stop) I will write a dozen min yoongi stories for you soon <3 

MASTERLIST

"Well, well, well, if it isnt the loving couple," Jungkook's voice which is filled with undeterred sarcasm breaks the silence as he watched the two eats their breakfast at the beachside cafe. Y/N is startled when she sees Jungkook. She didnt expect to see him, especially not here in Busan. Jimin had woken her up with a kiss today, a kiss she didnt expect nor she feel comfortable with, telling her to get ready and that he had planned a special day for her. He brought her to this beach side cafe for breakfast, knowing how much she loves the waffles here. A place where the two of them came often when they were teenagers in love back then, feeding each other and laughing, eating their breakfast with the sweet sound of crashing waves.

But that was then. And this is now. Y/N doesnt know what is her feelings for Jimin anymore. And as they ate in silence, a stark contrast from their usual dates during their teenage years, Y/N's mind drifted back to the man she is sure she loves, and really miss. Although Jungkook had hurt her so badly during their last encounter, Y/N cant help what she is feeling for him. She loves him. She loves Jeon Jungkook. And its going to take a lot more than just hurtful words and bimbo girls clinging onto his arms to stop her from feeling this way.

Still, she needs to talk to him first. To sort out everything that had happened between them. And just as if the stars are listening to her, he is standing right here, in front of her.

"Jungkook?" Her eyes widen. "I'm not dreaming am I?" She whispered more to herself, causing Jimin to furrowed his brows. Does she loves this brat that much? How can she reacts this way when Jimin is right here with her? "Wh.. what are you doing here?" She asks, confused.

"Hmm, you look surprised to see me. I'm guessing you lovable husband didnt tell you then," Jungkook spat out the words husband, sending chills straight to Y/N's bones.

"What is he talking about Jimin?" She turns to her husband who is now poking his pancakes, trying to avert her gaze. "Jimin?"

"He came by last night," was Jimin short answer, cold and silently cursing the younger man.

"And you didnt tell me?"

"You were tired sweetheart. I didnt want to wake you up," Jimin looks at her, trying to explain. Jungkook scoffed at Jimin's terms of endearment and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah Y/N. I guess you were too tired last night to notice I came around. I heard you had a rather busy night," Y/N looks confused at what Jungkook is implying but decides to ignores him. What busy nighy is he talking about anyway? She have more important things to deal with. Like making Jungkook finally talk to her.

"You came last night? I... I swear, I didnt know," Y/N looks at Jimin who is looking at Jungkook with gritted teeth. Jungkook came here to see her? Did he finally comes to his senses and wanted to talk now? Y/N felt a sudden burst of happiness and stood up to reach his hand. Jungkook flinched.

"Dont touch me," he spat. "You are really just a little whore arent you?" He looks at Jimin. "Cant you even control your wife?" Y/N is surprised. What is going on? What is he acting this way? Again? She felt her heart starts to ache again. Is she wrong? Did Jungkook not come here to see her? To discuss things? Why is here then?

"Watch it Jungkook," Jimin warned.

"Whatever. I'm out of here," he starts to walks out to the exit that leads to the beach. Y/N immediately rushed out after him, chasing him on the hot sands. Jungkook had came all the way here, he must have a reason for it and she'll be damned if she didnt hear what he wanted to say.

"Jungkook! Please wait!" Jungkook ignores her and picks up his pace but Y/N starts ro run to catch up with him. She grabbed his arms and spun him around, halting him from walking further away from her.

"Jungkook, talk to me!" She begged. "Please..."

"I have nothing to say to you. Now let go," he growled as he shakes his hand but she tighten her grip.

"No! You came all the way here. You must have a reason!  You must have something to say. Please Jungkook, please talk to me. I need you to talk to me. I know we can work things out. Please Jungkook,"

"Dont touch me!" He yelled in frustration. Looking at the beautiful face that he miss so much, his heart is telling him to just ler go of his pride and hug her and kiss her and tell her he is sorry, that he loves her, and he wants her, but Jimin's words last night kept interfering with his decision, clouding his mind. "I did came here to sort things out but apparently you already did that, didnt you?" Jungkook glanced at Jimin who is standing at the cafe worriedly looking at their direction, with full hatred in his eyes, "with him," he huffed. "You know Y/N, I thought I was wrong to accused you for using me like that. But its only been a week and you are already back with Jimin! No wait, not just back with him, but under him too!" He snickered. "There's really nothing stopping you huh?! Now that I'm out of the picture, you can have your darling Jiminie back,"

Y/N's mouth dropped open in confusion. What is he saying right now? She didnt understand any of it. What made him thinks that she is back together with Jimin? "What are you talking about?" Jungkook just shrugged and starts to walk away but Y/N grabbed her again. "Jungkook, answer me! What are you talking about?"

"You know very well what I'm talking about. Or do you seriously already cant remember with whom you spend the night with last night?"

"What?" Y/N was shocked, finally understanding what Jungkook ks thinking about. What did he see when he came over last night? "Jungkook, I didn-. Jimin and me didnt-" she tried to explained but was cut off.

"Just save it Y/N. Girls like you will never change. I have had enough. Coming here is a mistake!" He turns around and starts to walk away again.

"Jungkook, you have to listen to me!" He shrugged her off and walked away. Y/N is desparate as she stumbled around on the hot sand trying to catch up with Jungkook. "Jungkook please!" But he didnt listen and continue to walk even faster, Y/N finally not able to catch up with him anymore.

"Jeon Jungkook! If you walked away from me now than its over," she calls out after him, desperation clear in her voice as she sobbed, tryimg anything to just make Jungkook stop and listen to her for once. "I'm going to give up on you... on us, forever!"

Jungkook stop and turned back to look at her upon listening to her word, giving Y/N a sense of hope, until he smirked, crashing everything Y/N is hoping for.

"There was never an us Y/N. I have already given up on you a long time ago. Have a great life with Jimin," his words sounded so cold, so heartless, void of emotions that Y/N didnt know if its really the same Jeon Jungkook she fell in love with. With his departing words, Y/N lost all strength in her and collapsed on the sand, luckily Jimin is already running towards her when he saw how agressive Jungkook is shrugging her off earlier and immediately took her crumpled form in his arms and hold her tight in his embraced, letting her cry on his chest.

"Its okay sweetheart. Everything is going to be okay," he shushed her.

"Jimin...it hurts. It hurts so bad," she sobbed. Jimin felt his heart ache to see his own wife crying over another man, but he kept quiet and pats her hair to comfort her. "Jimin... what did I ever do to make Jungkook hates me so much? He said he loves me, but why does he always do this," she keeps on sobbing. Jimin doesnt know how to answer her broken question and just keeps on rubbing her back. A oart of him died to see the love of his life this broken, but another part of him is happy that Jungkook just threw away his chances with her.

"Jimin..."

"Yes baby?"

"Why did Jungkook just assumed we were sleeping together? Just because we are still married doesnt mean I'm that kind of a woman. Why... why does he thinks so lowly of me. What did I ever do to make him thinks that about me?" she wails between sobs, the question came out as a choke after a long silent. Jimin gulped and looked away as his mind drifted back to his conversation with the younger man last night. He is pretty sure what he said last night was what caused Jungkook to assumed such things. Jimin thought back about what happened after their kiss yesterday.

"Hey, look at me," Jimin raised her face, making her look straight at him. "I love you Y/N. You are my wife, my everything. Nothing else matters. No one else matters. Its you and me, just like before," Jimin whispered those words so softly to her, making her sobbed ever more. Those words are what she had missed so much, the words that she has been waiting to hear from him all these years. Jimin looks at his wife, and with every tear that rolled down her cheeks, his heart breaks a little more. I will make it up to you Y/N. I promise. He promised himself and leans closer, capturing her soft lips with his, and for the first time since they meet again, Y/N let herself  drowned in him.

Y/N savoured the feel of his soft lips as it moves against hers, every feeling and emotions she once felt towards her husband came back. She feels Jimin starts to carressed her cheeks and move lower to the strap of her dress as he finally calls out her name.

"Y/N..."

Y/N immediately snapped back to reality, remembering that she is kissing her husband who left her for years without any communication, her husband who is publicly engaged to another girl, her husband who broke her heart, her husband who sabotage her relationship with someone she actually love. Y/N immediately pushed him away.

"Y/N... what's wrong?" Jimin asks, eyes wide and confused.

"I cant do this. This is wrong,"

"Y/N, I'm your husband and I love you. There no other thing more right than being with me," he plead.

"No, I cant do this. You broke me Jimin. I dont love you. I cant love you. Not anymore,"

"Y/N... please,"

"I cant. I'm sorry," she start to tear up.

"Why wont you give me a chance?" Jimin plead, holding both of her hands tight. "Its because of him isnt it? That fucking maknae brat?" Jimin sneered his name.

"Dont call him that..." Y/N's voice is soft, tears starts to collect in her eyes.

"You cant love him Y/N. Not after everything he did and say to you," Jimin kneeled in front of her seatrd form. "I love you. I love you so much Y/N. I know you think you loves him now, but I will show you. You belong to me and I belong to you. You are mine, and we are going to be happy again. I will never ever let you go," his voice filled with a warning and determination, making her shiver as he got up and leave the house.

Jimin didnt come back until late at night, when she has already fallen asleep. He made himself comfortable on the sofa, stripping off his dirty clothes, leaving him only in his boxers and coveres himself in a blanket. As he toss and turns, trying to fall asleep, someone knock on the door, and that's when he came face to face with Jungkook.

Jimin sighed as the memories flooded his mind. He didnt do anything with Y/N last night although he tries hard to make Jungkook believes otherwise. He just wanted to riled the young man up and to make him stay away from his wife. He cant believe Jungkook's love for Y/N is that weak, believing everything he said in a blink of an eye, without a single doubt. But he also didnt think that he could be this immature, breaking Y/N's heart again when its clear she is willingly giving him one final chance to redeem himself.

"I dont know why Y/N. I dont know why he acts that way. I guess... it is just who he is. I guess he dont really love you like he claimed he did," Jimin speaks softly against her hair. "Its better you know now sweetheart. Now you can move on from him. You finally see him as who he truly is. But I'm here Y/N. Remember that, I'm always here for you. You wont be alone anymore."

I'm sorry for doing this Y/N. I know you love Jungkook and I know what he did hurts you. I'm sorry for lying to him, making him act and say those things to you. But its just something I have to do because I love you. I dont want to lose you again. I wont ever let you go ever again. Jimin thought to himself as he held her tight.

"I'm done Jimin. I'm done crying over him," Y/N suddenly interrupts his thoughts. "He walks out on us, and its time for me to give up. I'm tired of fighting alone anymore. I'm not fighting for something that clearly doesnt want to be fought for," her weak words muffled through his thin shirt.

"Okay Y/N. Whatever you need to do, I will be here with you every step of the way. I promise. I will be here for you. I'm never leaving you again," he said softly and kissed her forehead.

/////

Days after Jungkook's visit went better for Jimin. Y/N doesnt talk about the younger man anymore and although he knows she is still far from forgiving him or taking him back, at least Y/N is acknowledging his presence in the house now. She even invites him to her morning walks with Cusco sometimes, and although she dont talk to him much, Jimin just enjoys the way she rans around the sandy beach with her dog, the wind sweeping her hair as she smile looking at the beautiful sky. Jimin had never felt happier and he wonders why did he ever left her in the first place.

But every moment has its ends and soon enough Jimin has to return to Seoul due to his schedule, and of course, dealing with Hara. Jimin had a thought to bring Y/N back with him but he knows she will never in a million years agree to that. She is still broken and she still hasnt forgiven him, and its fine. He will give her all the time she needs. Jimin's mind drifted back to Hara.He planned to tell it to her straight ahead, like ripping off a band aid. He thought he loves Hara before but he was wrong. Hara is just a victim in his stupidity and now he has to break her heart. He knows it will kill her, Hara loves him too much, but Jimin is willing to break a million heart as long as it means that he will get Y/N back. He knows now, what he felt with Hara is infatuation, and lust, but not love. Never love. Love is what he felt everytime when he looks at Y/N. He smile at the thought.

I cant wait until we will be happy together again Y/N. I will bring you to Seoul and I will buy you a big house with a large yard just so Cusco and our kids can play around one day. I will announce it to the world that I belong to you and I love you and we will live happily together forever.

"I have to go back to Seoul,"

"Okay," Y/N answered, void of emotions.

"Will you be okay? I promise I will be back the minute my schedule premits me. And I will call you everyday and-"

"You dont have to Jimin," she cut him off. "We are no longer lovers. We are just husband and wife on papers, nothing more. I dont need you to do all that, so stop acting like you care. I'm used to being alone. Just do whatever you need to do. You dont even need to come back," she answered as she continues to clean the kitchen, not even bothering to turn and look at him. Jimin shifted his weight on his foot nervously.

"I love you. I know you still dont believe me. But I love you. I will be back before you know it," he kissed her forehead, making her flinched before he makes his exit.

/////

"Hara... please dont cry. I'm sorry. I really am sorry,"

"You went missing for weeks, never replying to my texts and calls and suddenly you came back and tell me you want to break our engagement and you are telling me not to cry?! You are a fucking asshole Jimin!" Hara yelled at him. Jimin gulped and lowered his gaze. There's nothing he can say anyway. He knows he is in the wrong. "Why Jimin? At least tell me why! Dont lie to me,"

"There's... there's someone else..."

/////

Jungkook lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, which is something he has been doing a lot lately since he came back from Busan. What happened during his visit there keeps on replaying in his mind and it haunts his dream. Jimin's words, the way Y/N begged him not to go, to listen to her, the way she cried and fell on the hot sand. Everything is still a vivid memory to him.

Why must it be Y/N? Of all the people he could have fallen in love with, why Y/N? What does she have and did to make him fall so madly in love with her? He has a new girlfriend now, the same one that littered the newspaper headlines, the same one that cling to his arms when he met Y/N at the lobby, but all he can think about is Y/N. He had a peaceful few weeks since then, locking himself in his room, clearing his mind, but now everything has gone to shit.

Because yesterday, Park Jimin returned home.

With that cocky smirked plastered on his face whenever he sees him.

Jungkook huffed and gets out of bed. He needs something to distract his mind. Maybe some leftovers, his stomach is growling anyway. As he softly opens his door, he heard Taehyung and Jimin conversing in the living room. Those two were inseparable. Always talking ablut everything. What Jimin knows, Taehyung will know too, and vice versa. And right now they are talking about the love of his life, Y/N.

Jungkook tip toed back into his room and closes back his door, softly to avoid any sound and leave it a little ajar to listen in their conversation.

"What happened in Busan Chim? You were gone for so long? And what's up with yesterday?" Taehyung's voice breaks the silence.

"I went to see Hara yesterday... to break things off," Jimin replied softly, sounding a little sad.

"Wow. You really are serious about wanting Y/N back huh?" Taehyung's question was met with a brief silence, which Jungkook assumed is Jimin giving him a death glare before continuing.

"Of course I am. I told you I love her Tae. She is my wife afterall," Jimin sighed. Why does he sound sad? Didnt he and Y/N got back together?

"Okay hold up. Before we go into Y/N, how did Hara takes it?"

"It was horrible. She was crying and screaming and begging. I feel so bad Tae. I mean... I care about her. And its not even her fault," Jimin really sounded sad and regretful, Jungkook almost felt sorry for him. Almost. "I even said something I shouldnt said to her,"

"And why would you do that Chim? You know Hara sincerely loves you,"

"I lost my cool okay? Hara threaten to make Y/N pay for what she did to our relationship. I cant let her just say things about my wife Tae," Jimin defended himself. Jungkook feels his blood boil. He likes Hara. She's a good noona. For as long as he knows her as Jimin's fiancee, he has no qualms with her but threatening Y/N? Over his dead body if he will ever let her touch Y/N! Jungkook huffed.

"Okay... that's insane. But I think she might just be saying things. I mean... she is heart broken Chim,"

"Yeah... I know. But I will deal with her later,"

"So..." Taehyung started off. "Are you and Y/N back together now?" Jungkook held his breath, waiting for Jimin to answer the question that he himself wanted to know.

"She loves Jungkook," was Jimin's quiet answer. Jungkook felt his heart almost burst. What? What is he talking about? They slept together didnt they? Arent they back together?

"What?" Taehyung exclaimed. "Eloborate please," Jungkook thank the Gods for Taehyung's bluntness.

"She loves Jungkook Tae. She told me herself. Even after everything that asshole did to her, she still loves him,"

"So the weeks you spend with her back at home, nothing happened?"

"I kissed her once and she kissed me back," Jungkook felt his heart clenched with jealousy at the answer. So he was right? Something did happen between them that night. "But then she pushed me away and that's when she told me she loves Jungkook and she cant do this with me anymore. I would have convinced her better if the asshole didnt show up later that night,"

"Chim, you know I love you but can you stop calling Kookie an asshole? I love you both and it makes me sad to see the two of you fighting," Jungkook smile at his hyung's words. He can imagined how Taehyung must be pouting right now. Jimin laughs.

"Fine Tae. No more calling him names in front of you," he chuckle. "I love him too you know," Jimin's voice soften. "He's like my little brother and I miss him. But it is what it is. The situation we are in... its complicated. I need to get Y/N back first Tae. And I'm pretty positive Jungkook hates me too right now,"

"Okay, okay, I understand," Taehyung gives his agreement, a little sad that his two favorite friend arent going to reconcile soon. "But really, nothing happened?"

"Nope. Nothing. Just that one kiss," Jimin confirmed, shaking his head. "But I really love her though. I really want her back," his voice soft.

Jungkook closes his door, feeling like he has heard enough. His heart is beating like crazy. Nothing else happened? Y/N pushed Jimin away after kissing him the day he came? Does that means.... they didnt sleep together like he thought they did?

"You know very well what I'm talking about. Or do you seriously already cant remember with whom you spend the night with last night?"

"What?" Y/N was shocked, finally understanding what Jungkook ks thinking about. What did he see when he came over last night? "Jungkook, I didn-. Jimin and me didnt-" she tried to explained but was cut off.

"Just save it Y/N. Girls like you will never change. I have had enough. Coming here is a mistake!" He turns around and starts to walk away again.

"Jungkook, you have to listen to me!" He shrugged her off and walked away. Y/N is desparate as she stumbled around on the hot sand trying to catch up with Jungkook. "Jungkook please!" But he didnt listen and continue to walk even faster, Y/N finally not able to catch up with him anymore.

Did Y/N really tried to tell him that he didnt do anything with Jimin that night? Did he really screwed up again this time?Jungkook slide down the door, suddenly feeling weak after realizing his grave mistake. He came to make up with her, to win his love back, but apparently, he only made it worse.

"Jeon Jungkook! If you walked away from me now then its over," she calls out after him, desperation clear in her voice as she sobbed. "I'm going to give up on you... on us, forever!"

Why did Jimin lie? Why did he believe him? What has Jimin made him do? But then again, is it really Jimin's fault or its just him who never really give Y/N a chance to trust her love for him enough?

But most importantly, what has he done?

Jungkook keeps asking himself as those last words from Y/N keeps repeating in his head.

"I'm going to give up on you... on us, forever!"

/////

In the corner of a dark room, illuminated by only the soft light from the table lamp, Hara wipe the tears from her swollen eyes, her fingers fiddling with the diamond ring that is snugly placed on her finger. Her engagement ring.

"So this is her..." she whispered softly. "The bitch that takes my Jiminie away from me?" Hara ran her long tappered nail on the pile of photographs scattered on the table. "Isnt she Jungkookie's girlfriend?" She wondered alone. "I cant lose my Jimin. I just cant. I cant!" She starts to wail again, almost losing her mind at the thought. "I will make her pay,"

Her bedroom door open, revealing someone that she has never met before. "And I will help you Hara,"

[iceamericanoventi]

Love Will Find a Way, Well, Eventually : 2. In Between

“Where are you going?”

If it was inside Cartoon Network’s universe, everyone must be able to see the smoke fuming from both his nostrils and ears. Jinki looks beyond distressed when he’s lifting his ass from the chair. No one on the table was his partner, but Minho decided to throw some ridiculous question then played dumb as if he didn’t just ask one.

“Should I have number one here?”

He started getting irked, but that doesn’t stay long until Kibum casually munched his breadstick while spluttering his witty comments as usual, “Surely Taemin would be delightful.”

Taemin who didn’t do anything almost chocked himself with a piece of tomato and kicked Kibum’s shin under the table, eventually.

“Promise me you won’t run away?”

Dumbfounded, Jinki emptied his pocket and almost smashed the table with his belonging.

“Are you my husband? Here’s my wallet. And my phone!” and with that, he left the other three men finishing their meal.

“Is he always in this temper?”

Lee Taemin gave him another look, pleading him not to embarrass them further, but Kibum just shrugged and muttered ‘I’m just asking’ under his nose.

“He was mad with me since this afternoon. Plus, he has lots of stuffs to think about these days. But don’t worry, he never really got mad unless you disturb his nap.”

“What is he? A bear?”

“Yaa! Kim Kibum!”

Minho couldn’t help but laugh to the scene happened before his eyes. Taemin is famous for being friendly and very expressive only if you know him, even if he’s talkative. To penetrate his bubble is very hard at first, but this man sitting across him, he seems like he’s already inside that bubble since the very beginning. He really is someone closed to him. Kibum looks mesmerizing, even in his grumbling nature. The oversize sweater wrapped his lithe build perfectly.

A phone call arrived to Kibum's phone, he picked it up frantically and excused himself to take it outside.

"What do you think?"

“Eh?” Minho doesn’t even realized he got his eyes entailed Kibum’s silhouette until it disappear by the entrance door.

“You seemed in trance. I know Kibum is beautiful but I didn’t expect you’ll be this amazed with my friend,” Taemin’s sipping his wine, a smirk is very apparent in his devious face. 

“I guess it’s safe to say that you’re not a liar.”

Minho reopened his mouth few minutes after he’s assured that Kibum’s not going back any soon. Taemin is not ecstatic, sometimes he wondered if Minho has a decent sense of humor of a friend.

“For your information, I’m not and never been. I’m the most honest person you’ve ever encountered in your life.”

“Everyone in this room knows that’s not true.”

“Whatever. I might know my ways deceiving people, but I never lie to my friend.”

 “Did you just admit that you’re lying here and there, Lee Taemin?”

Taemin rolls his eyes, again, probably for the nth times already this evening. Without Jinki around, he can be more relaxed on throwing his tantrum on Minho.

“Choi Minho, people lies at some certain points of their life. Get over it.”

He gulped down the rest of his wine, Taemin then called a waiter near them to bring him another one.

“Kibum seems nice. He sounds smart.”

“Sounds? Did you even listen to yourself? No writer is not smart, Choi. Moreover, someone who’s been writing the past decade!”

“I only know him for one night. Who knows he’s just acting?”

“Dude, not everyone is an asshole like you.”

“An asshole wouldn’t agree to bring his best friend along in front of a psychopath like you.”

Taemin snorted and Minho’s smirk reappeared on his face.

“That is literally what a psycho would do, selling their friend for their own benefits.”

Minho wiped his mouth before washed down the dinner with cold water, “And that’s exactly what Jinki accused me for. You two shared a brain or what?”

“Any sane people would say the same, Honey,” this time Taemin’s smirk that made the other scoffed, “By the way, what’s the deal with Jinki? He looks like he’s been sitting on thorny cushion the whole dinner!”

Minho knows Taemin would ask such question eventually. However, he couldn’t say that Jinki hates the whole dinner date plan, it’s impossible. Besides that, knowing him for years, Jinki really is an angel in disguise, well, at least when he’s in the mood.

“People have different, what should I say, defense mechanism? And that’s how he is. What kind of person who talked nonstop during their first meeting, anyway?”

“Oh, I don’t know, me?”

“That’s why you’re a freak.”

“A freak who introduced you to your potentially next boyfriend.”

“Ha. Point taken,” Minho raised his hand to ask for the dessert, “Jinki is just not the type of person who will talk a lot and open up in a second. But I guarantee you, he’s a good person. Sometimes a little bit care too much for other at certain time so probably being brazen is his forte.”

“That reminds me of someone.”

Taemin and Kibum spent their high school days together. Separated for some years due to works and educations, their relationship’s all well maintained. They understand each other, including Kibum’s nature to always put others before him at any given situation.

“Appearance wise, though, what do you think about Jinki?”

“Choi Minho, I’m not a teenager anymore. Judging people around by its cover is no longer my habit.”

“But a designer like you must love a beautiful package, don’t they?”

“Well, to be honest, his lips and eyes itself could get me floored in one glance.”

“I knew it.”

“You’re a famous photographer for a reason.”

***

Cold wind slapped Kibum’s cheeks lightly when he pushed the door and parched to the corner near the valet post.

“Okay, now you can speak. Sorry, I don’t know why the reception wasn’t good enough inside.”

“Then I’ll be frankly here. There’s a possibility for making the special edition for the short story collection. But then, we’re still short of two stories at the moment.”

“Wait, wait, but we already have nine! I finished writing nine! Why should I add another two?”

“The publisher agreed to the preposition for at least twelve stories. You should be grateful I could pitch one less story!”

Kibum looks like he’s about to punch anyone passed within radius one meter around him, but nothing in reach besides a huge pot of short palm tree and concrete wall. And he needs his hand to finish his books still.

“But, Amber. Page wise, those are more than enough to make two new books. Are they out of their mind?”

There’s a loud groan banging on his ear drum came from the other line, “Dude, I almost flipped the table when I was at the meeting you have no idea. The board has new man and that guy is a pain in the ass.”

“Would it change the circumstance if I talked to them by myself?”

“Since when do they have time to talk to the writer directly? We’re head to head with bunch of snobs here, did you forget?”

“I should had not agree to let them touched my writings. Now we’re about to face dead end.”

It was a dream to work along this publisher. It was Kibum’s dream since he started writing when he took gap year after graduated high school. And as if it’s a fate, it was the only publisher agreed with his graphic novel concept five years he climbed his career professionally.

“Listen, Kibum. When I met you years ago, I promised I’ll work my ass hard to help you publishing your books. Not because I knew you, it’s because you’re good. You’re amazing writer and I’m not giving up easily. And neither you. Not when anybody can tell that you’re a gem.”

“I haven’t written any book since last year, Amber. I’m in a slump. Writer’s block is not even describing my bad luck at the moment.”

“Honey, you haven’t written any because you’re currently waiting two books released. And if I could do my magic, another one in, let’s say, six months.”

“If I could make up some words into another story within two weeks. If you could convince them to give me mercy.”

“Did you just know me yesterday?”

Kibum’s tired giving sane response, “What do you mean?”

“I’m waiting their secretary to call me in ten minutes. We’re going to discuss some new deals and I’ll make sure one of them is going to be your new nine stories book.”

“I actually have no idea if I don’t have you as my editor slash manager slash friend slash personal ranting partner slash whatever you want to be.”

“Rockstar. That would be cool.”

“You’re going to be a kick ass one to be honest.”

“I bet. Anyway, expect another call from me in the next couple hours. I’m sorry, but tonight we might need video call to resolve some issues.”

“I hate you for confiscating my time but you’re the best.”

“As always, ain’t I?”

The phone call ends already, but he still forlornly looking at his phone’s screen. With that, Kibum remembers all the works he needs to catch up for tonight. With that, he can put aside all the unnecessary anxiety and tension of tonight’s stupid match making session.

He took a glance of his watch and could only sighed, he better hurried inside to his dessert. The faster he finished, the sooner he can hit home and face the real deal. His deadlines.

Two steps away from the entrance however, he caught a familiar face sitting by themselves, staring to the busy street in front of the restaurant.

“Jinki?” he carefully calling the man, “Lee Jinki, right?”

The later tilted his head to the right and gave Kibum a simple smile, didn’t realize it dropped Kibum’s heart by the bottom of his gut.

“Aren’t you cold?”

Everyone would agree this winter is even harsher than last year’s. Jinki just lifted his left hand to make sure Kibum saw a cigarette slipped between his fingers, “Can I sit here?”

Jinki chuckles, “Aren’t you cold?”

Listening to the same question he threw a minute ago, he just rolled his eyes and took a place next to the other man.

“I’m waiting a phone call.”

“Important?”

“Kinda.”

Jinki blew some smoke out, “Hmm, I guess so. You sounded pretty upset over there.”

“Did I scream that loud?!”

“In my opinion? No. but a girl flinched and buzzed off rather hastily, so, you tell me.”

When he saw Kibum’s gaping like a fish in frantic expression, Jinki has no choices beside laughed again, surprising Kibum who’s quite convinced with his aloof personalities.

“I didn’t know you have so many jokes in store.”

“You learn something new every day.”

“Your face doesn’t show.”

“What about my face?”

“It’s handsome but with that attitude inside, seems like you’re the type who woke up at the wrong side of the bed every single morning and could kill someone annoys you at any time.”

“Well, to be fair, I did wake up in the wrong side of my bed this morning. But it’s because a certain dog occupied half of my blanket so I couldn’t disturb her.”

“You have a dog?!”

Kibum’s face lit up thousand times as if he just won some lottery. Strangely, it warms Jinki’s heart. No, scratch that, it would warm any heart, Jinki tried to generalize the situation.

“I don’t, unfortunately. She belongs to my friend. I’m taking care of her while he’s travelling abroad. Her father will pick her up this weekend.”

“Ah, too bad. We could have play date with my boys.”

“I’ll make sure to give you a call when I decided to adopt one later.”

“Do you think my invitation hasn’t expired yet by that time?”

“A man can only dream, can’t he?”

Kibum’s laughter is muffled by his own palm covering his mouth.

“Let’s go inside, you must be shivering.”

“But your cigarette?”

Kibum’s half stuttered caught red handed, Jinki already pressed the half-done cigarette on the sand bowl on his left, “I can always have another one at home. Besides, I doubt you would go inside without me dragging you along.”

Kibum thanked the universe that the place is not well lit, so he could hide the blush creeping his cheeks. Unfortunately, Jinki has a very good eye sight.

***

“Is my baby being a good girl when daddy’s away?”

Jinki scoffed when the man just entered his living room just literally threw his suitcase aside and scooped the little dachshund running toward his embrace. He gathered the suitcase and poor leather bag on the floor and placed it neatly near the saffron color couch.

The man later dropped himself next to Jinki who’s lounged himself there, checking his phone halfheartedly.

“Minho texted me the other day.”

“Why did he keep texting you?”

The man with dark grey hair didn’t catch the frown hanging on Jinki’s face and buried his face to the dog’s belly, making him groaned again. He lightly pushed the dog further and toppled his head on the other man’s laps.

The dog owner realized something’s happened when he’s not around. He put the dog on the ground and tapped her butt to send her back to her small bed near the pantry.

“Minho has my number and I have his name in my contact list. He can text me whenever he wants. Still jealous?”

Jinki closed his eyes when he started playing with his hair, “He’s still one of the reasons we broke up.”

“Baby, the only reason we broke up is because neither of us didn’t want to succumb into marriage. Minho was just a handsome face happened on the wrong time.”

“I have no idea why I still befriend him when it’s clear he wanted to shove his face to yours, all the damn time.”

“And I have no idea that you’re this type who holds the grudge for a long time. We were already out of relationship back then.”

“Still, a friend wouldn’t openly chase after their friend’s ex.”

“A friend wouldn’t, but a best friend would.”

“Whatever.”

He almost lost his control and slapped Jinki’s head of him, “Oh, come on. What’s bothering you this time?”

“Nothing.”

“Bullshit. It’s written all over your face the second I saw you behind the door. And I’m pretty sure it’s not because my daughter misbehaved while I’m on my annual pediatric conference.”

Jinki sighed, nothing he could really hide it from the other man. Since they were in their almost five years relationship, since they became best friends around three years prior.

“Minho invited me for a dinner night.”

“Wow, fancy,” actually Minho already texted him about the dinner a bit, how he wanted to introduce Jinki to some acquaintance he has, “He gave up on me so he went for the only option?”

“For the record, your mom agreed that I’m way much sexier than you.”

“Three years ago, before your cheek bones buried under those mount of fluffy fat.”

“Said a man who came to me and straight ahead told me I looked cute after leaving a piece of paper with their number on my table.”

“I will put aside the fact that I love how romantic you’re for still remembering our first meeting but let’s back to the right path here because I don’t like the upset you. It’s fucking annoying.”

“He introduced me to someone, Jonghyun.”

He let out inaudible gasp and thanked the universe Jinki’s still closing his eyes. Otherwise, he would stop at once and avoided any discussion of the main reason which distressed his ex-boyfriend. Knowing the scenario before hands didn’t prevent him with the sheer pain graze him when it came from Jinki’s mouth himself.

“So? Isn’t that great? Do you think it’s about time?”

“I was about to argue that two years are still not enough to get over you but I guess you’re not in the same page with me so I’d say that I’m not interested into some relationship whatsoever at this point.”

Jonghyun wanted to cry listening to such words. His heart clenched, he inhaled – a very long one – before he continued caressing Jinki’s forehead.

“I am flattered, but I know you’re just teasing me.”

“Ha, you know me so well.”

“I’m not gonna fall on the same hole, Lee.”

“You won’t. You’re too smart to repeat the torture on the loop.”

“It wasn’t a torture, Jinki. I love you as much as you do. Or maybe just slightly more.”

“Not a chance. I love you more.”

“Stop it or I will kiss you.”

“I dare you.”

“I told you I’m not gonna fall on the same hole.”

“Smart, very smart,” Jinki opened his eyes only to find Jonghyun sticking his tongue out, “Okay, so at first, I don’t like the idea already. You know I hate any type of match making method. Even the online one. But being there, I realized that my current focus doesn’t involved other party besides me, my business, and—“

“And your grandfather?”

Jinki looks annoyed, “Remind me to add ‘always-cutting-people-sentence’ on the list of reasons why I broke up with you when I’m writing my journal tonight.”

“It’s true. I think he was also the cock blocker during our relationship back then.”

“Dude, we’re talking about my gramps. And to put him on the same category with Minho is beyond weird.”

“We already broke up when Minho made his move, for Pete’s sake!”

“Okay, okay! No need to raise your voice, you’re so scary when you’re angry.”

“Then don’t make me! Now, now, can you please be a normal human being so we can talk like adults for once?”

Jinki pulled himself from the couch to the pantry, snatching a pack of cigarette on the tea table before slipped one on the corner of his mouth.

“Can you not smoking inside?”

He snorted and padded to the direction of his balcony. It’s in the middle of winter but he doesn’t care a bit to the wind ready to slaughter his bones. If tomorrow the cold prevented him to leave the bed, then let it be. For once, he just wants to free his mind from the business.

“You need to remember that I can only treat patient on certain age,” Jonghyun followed few minutes after with a blanket he spread as wide as possible to cover both of them without feeling suffocated for standing too close.

“The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends people be under pediatric care up to the age of 21, though.”

“Did you just quote Wikipedia? And we’re not in fucking States! Above and beyond, shame on your wrinkles!”

“Rude.”

“You’re the rude one to your lungs!”

“Then tell me how to ease my mind without nicotine! Tell me how to forget all those troubled night and just sleep! Do you think it’s easy taking care of worrisome business and messy family without distraction?! Stop talking non sense if you do know how to save my days!”

Any word seems taboo once Jinki exploded. Both man just staring into the dark evening below Jinki’s unit. People paraded as quickly as possible on the street to fight the harsh weather. It’s not that late, but only few cars passed by. The dim light of the street lamp’s soothing the tense atmosphere in a way.

Jonghyun leaned closer to Jinki’s arm and rested his head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t help you with that.”

“I’m sorry I yelled at you.” 

“You know that you can always talk to me right?”

“I’m tired bothering you. You already have a lot in your hands.”

“Besides my patients and Roo, there’s nothing really confiscated my time.”

Having someone like Jonghyun who would stand next to him, scold him then hug him right after, no matter how awful he behaved and treated the other man, Jinki every so often thinking what kind of good deeds he did in his previous life.

Jinki cocked his head, inhaling the trace of scent of Jonghyun’s favorite shampoo. Initially, he was about to kiss the top of his head, like he used to do when the other man leaned on him for whatever reason it was. He remember, though, the earlier period after their broke up – after settling their feelings for few months of course – the shorter man told him not to do that anymore because it was the doctor’s Achilles heel. So instead, he rubs his cheek over the thick hair, silently telling Jonghyun he’s sorry.

Some nights – especially right after that dinner date – he had thought, maybe one of the reason he reprimands Minho’s idea is just because he still has tiny hope that Jonghyun and him might had another chance in the future.

“From time to time, I was thinking that the more day passed, we’re closer to the image of friends with benefit.”

“Friends with benefit? Tsk,” Jonghyun slapped his forearm, “The only benefit I got from you is you’re the only perfect nanny for Roo when I’m away.���

“Those cups of coffee every single time you stopped by my shop?”

“Pfft. How stingy. I’m leaving.”

“Heartless.”

Jonghyun didn’t say anything more and returned inside to gather his things and called Roo. He desperately needs some hot shower. Somewhere inside him, he was expecting Jinki offering him to stay the night knowing how caring the man and the fact Jinki knows he bolted to the other’s apartment right away after landed.  

When Jinki handed him the leash, that hope vanished in second.

“What if later I really considered this person? Or any other person collided with me on the future?”

Jonghyun smiled, he looks tired, but very sincere, “Then good.”

“Because I’m not gonna bother you anymore?”

“No. Because you’ll have someone to share the happiness with.”

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cross-posted in my AFF

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Written in the Cards (Part 7.5)

“What?” Marvin cries in disbelief, staring wide-eyed at Skylar, “A-are you sure?” The girl nods again and finally looks Marvin in the eye. She points to her own eyes and mumbles quietly, “He had evil eyes.” Marvin shuddered as he figured out what that meant.

Marvin gathers the kids and their stuff up in his arms and grabs the ominous card as he prepares a teleportation spell. He can't use it often as it drains a lot of his magic but he figures he’ll only need to use it one more time to figure out what he needs to.

He gets an earful from Stacy as he drops off the kids but he quietly scolds her, telling her this isn't the time. Chase was in danger. That shut her up. He promises her and the kids that he’s going to save him before he disappears in a poor of green and blue smoke.

When Marvin next opens his eyes he’s in Jackie’s apartment. He was only here a few weeks ago but it feels like forever. HIs apartment though is just the same as when Marvin last left it. No struggle, no broken furniture and knick knacks. Marvin balks at the change of pattern. He walks around the apartment to look for a clue and finds one way too easily. One of Jackie’s masks lays on the table and as soon as Marvin touches it it transforms to one last card, the king of diamonds.

Marvin struggles to think of the symbolism for this one. It’s a perfectly normal card. He walks over to the couch and sets the card on the coffee table before adding the others to the pile. He spreads them out and struggles to think about what they could mean.

As soon as all four are displayed and touching, a red light engulfs them and a new shape forms. A fresh card appears in front of the pile, an ace of diamonds. Marvin’s personal favorite card to use in tricks. A shiver goes down his back as he picks it up. A small streak of lightning streaks from the card and hits the tv in front of Marvin, making it flicker to life. Through the static a scene like one from a security camera plays. But it’s red tinted and curved at the corners. It’s like looking through Phantom’s scepter.

The scene shows a dark alley and the camera shifts to show a shot of Phantom and a small army of what looks like escaped prisoners, their eyes glinting red. Marvin’s heart stops.

There’s a shout and the camera shifts again to show a red hooded figure landing heroically in front of the group. He straightens and stands tall but his eyes betray fear.

“Phantom,” Jackie spits, “how… how the hell did you escape prison?”

The con man chuckles off screen but it still sends shivers down Marvin’s spine.

“Well hello to you Jackieboy man! Have you met my friends?” He teases. Jackie’s eyes narrow and he growls.

“Did you seriously enslave an entire prison? You are such a sick freak!” Jackie gets into a fighting stance his eyes glowing green, “Release these prisoners now Phantom! So I don’t haveta kill ya!”

Phantom tuts, tapping against his cane and the camera shakes. “I thought heroes don’t kill though. Do you really want my blood on your hands? I’m just doing what I was made to do, just like you.”

“Don’t compare me to you! We’re nothing alike!” Jackie snarls, eyes glowing brighter. Phantom laughs in return.

“Oh of course you and me are as different as can be. But we are bound to what we’re created to do. You were made to be a hero, and I was made to make people's dreams come true. So that’s what we do.”

“You trick people into giving you their talents and their souls,” the hero spits, “that’s not making dreams come true, you bastard. You ruined my best friend’s life!”

Phantom sighs, “you don’t know how I make all my deals, kid. Marvin was a runaway debtor that had to be dealt with and get his due. He’s paid it now so I’ll leave him alone.” Jackie gives him a skeptic look but it seems to be considering his words. Marvin’s heart is hammering in his ears.

“I still don’t trust you,” Jackie mutters after a few tense seconds. Phantom laughs, “you don’t have to trust me kid. But you don’t want to fight me.”

Jackie seems to agree to that but tries not to let his face show it. But Phantom can see right through him.

“Listen kid, i understand why you do what you do. You wanna protect people, that’s admirable! But what i’m doing doesnt need to involve you or anyone you’re protecting. But i’ll compromise with ya. If you leave me to my business, i swear i won’t touch your precious friends. And you can keep on being the hero you always were. No one has to know you let one shadow get away. Cuz you really don't want to fight me kid, you’re gonna lose.” Phantom’s hand enters the frame of the camera, “So whatdya say kid? Got a deal?”

Jackie bites his cheek and looks conflicted but eventually his shoulders fall and he sighs and strides over to Phantom. He extends a hand and meets Phantom’s and Marvin screams at the tv as Jackie mouths, “Deal.”

The screen turns to static and Marvin pounds against the tv. He feels tears of despair well up in his eyes. Phantom was taking everything from him. He leans his head against the screen, falling slowly to his knees.

His ears perk up as he hears the static clear and a new video plays. The time stamp says it happened earlier tonight.

The scene is close to the glowing neon sign of a bar and Jackie drops down into the frame again, looking as equally as surprised as last time but his stance betrays his exhaustion and you can see how tired his eyes look even from this distance.

“Phantom,” he stammers, “what the hell? How did you escape?!”

“Ah Jackie!” Phantom greets and Marvin can just hear the smugness in his voice. “You’re late, kid.”

“What the hell are you going on about?” Jackie sneers. He starts to look nervous as Phantom cackles madly.

“I always forget how well that little memory trick of mine works! C’mon jackaboy it’s only been a couple days.” Phantom laughs. Jackie takes a step back with a look of horror on his face. His eyes flash red and he stumbles, gripping his head.

“W-what the fuck?!” He whispers, his hands shaking. “What d-did you do to me?!”

Phantom chuckles darkly, “A deal’s a deal Jackie.”

Jackie seems to tense up, all his muscles going stiff as he seems to be pulled towards Phantom. He grits his teeth, trying to fight the movement but it’s clear he can’t. Finally he stops right in front of the camera, where Marvin assumes Phantom is. A hand reaches out and grabs Jackie’s chin and tilts it from side to side.

“How do you still have so much fight left in you?” Phantom muses. Jackie snarls through a pained expression. “This has to be like the fifth time I’ve had to fix that memory problem of yours after we finish our jobs.”

Jackie spits, “W-why are you doing this? You’re already free! Why do you need me?”

Phantom pauses for a second before a flash of red as Jackie crying out and falling to his knees. Phantom moves forward slightly.

“Well for starters, it ain’t bad to have a super strong good-doer around to help me steal shit and beat down whoever’s in my way,” The sneaky conman grins before he pauses.

“I thought I just needed more powerful little puppets to gain greater magic…” He mutters, “But even with an entire army and a deal with you, I still felt I was lacking.” Phantom leans down more and grabs Jackie by his hair and tilts his head as he grins sadistically, “I need that whiny little magician back. He’s stronger than I ever realized. I want my magnificent back.”

He lifts Jackie up to his feet by his hair and the hero cries out as Phantom sings into his ear, “But that little coward won’t come back to me willingly. So you and your little friends are gonna help me.”

Jackie snarls through gritted teeth at the conman, “Your deal said you wouldn’t hurt em!”

Phantom’s laugh causes Marvin to go cold, “I’m not gonna hurt them. You are.”

Phantom snaps his fingers and Jackie seized up with a strangled gasp. His eyes twitched as he tried to fight but it wasn’t long till the color left his eyes and a red glint appeared. Phantom cackled maniacally as he grabbed the scepter and started to walk away.

“Come along hero, we got some more puppets to collect~!”

The video started to shatter back into static as Marvin saw the form of his best friend follow obediently after Phantom. Marvin felt hot tears leaking down his cheeks as he hung his head against the screen. His whole body felt numb. All this was happening because of him.

“You have 24 hours~” A voice sang through the screen and Marvin jumped back, seeing only static. He felt a twinge of magic at his fingers and looked down to see the ace of diamonds card he held now had an address on the back.

The screen fizzled and skipped before a familiar face broke through, grinning wolfishly.

“Here’s what i’m offering, Marvin. Come and surrender yourself to me in 24 hours, and i’ll release your friends to go live their lives. Hell, I’ll even erase their memories so they won’t suffer having lost you. But if you fail to come by then… well they won’t feel anything. But i think you’re intelligent enough to figure out what I’ll do.” The video of Phantom starts to shift back to static so that Marvin can really only make out Phantom’s bright smile and eerie scarlet eyes.

“See you soon, Magnificent.”

Then the TV does dark.

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