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[missingmarkers]

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[missingmark]

― who you gonna call? pt.3

the boys know they'll always have someone to call when they need them. that someone in question being you, luckily that feeling is more than mutual.

‧₊˚ chris x gn!reader

‧₊˚ warnings: light swearing (?), the tiniest itzy bitzy bit of angst in the beginning, mutual pining (?)

‧₊˚ word count: 700

‧₊˚ pt.1 ( matt ) | pt.2 ( nick ) | masterlist

( 𝖈. ) ; you don't have to call him. you always find eachother.

your finger rested over your chat.

snickerdoodle [5:32 pm] : have fun on your date!!!!

you [6:34 pm] : i will, thank uuu

snickerdoodle [5:34 pm] : & tell me if he's a creep

snickerdoodle [5:35 pm] : ill find him.

Despite the tragic circumstances, being you sitting alone in the library, you had to hold back a smile at his words.

You've contemplated calling him multiple times over the last hour, your date had cancelled about half an hour after he should have picked you up. But instead of changing back into some more comfortable clothes and asking Chris to come over for a spontaneous movie night that he would most definitely say yes to in an instant, you decided to search for some comfort in your third favourite place in the world (the first being the triplets' couch and the second being your bathtub).

You actually missed the deadline on returning some of the books you borrowed just to give your full attention to this date that you were really looking forward to.

You sighed.

Those were 30 cents you would never get back.

The same thought taunted you as you walked through the shelves of said library, hoping to distract yourself and not wanting to waste a perfectly good outfit, you found yourself here.

The eerie silence you usually loved felt tauntingly grim tonight and the thoughts that were racing in your head sounded even louder.

Though it did help with recognizing a familiar voice at the librarians desk.

"I'd like to return these please."

You peaked your head out of the bookshelf, the familiar brown locks covering up the familiar and only face you wanted to see tonight.

You had totally forgotten about your date as you tapped him on your shoulder.

"Chris?"

He turned towards you, his face brightening at the sight of you, automatically pulling you into a side hug, his other hand still occupied with an oddly familiar set of books.

"What are you doing here? I didn't know you could read," you mumbled, watching him roll his eyes.

"Ha ha, very funny. You forgot these books at ours and I noticed the return date."

Your eyes widen a bit, A Brief History of Mixed Media Film Making, Directing Explained with Chloé Zhao and Color Theory in Stop Motion

Those were definitely your books.

"And I almost had hope you cared for Chloé Zhao's breakdown of directing," you murmured with a smile.

He shoved you a bit to the side, "Not even my undying love for you would make me pick up a book."

"Undying?"

"Don't get smug. I did it only because I knew you were busy because of your date."

He watched the smile in your face fade a bit.

"Speaking of the date, that you so rudely cancelled our movie night for, how is...did it go?" Chris mumbled, pulling a face at the change of mood he witnessed.

"Didn't show up." You shrugged, your voice didn't waver, but Chris could still make out some hurt.

"I'm sorry."

"It's whatever."

"It's not, this is all my fault," Chris mumbled, his face towards the row of books, though something told you he wasn't actually very focused on Biographies of Philosophers A-G.

"How is this your fault?"

"Should have never let you go on a date with that idiot..."

"Chris," you frowned, concerned.

"Should have taken him out when I had the chance."

"Chris." You warned, amused.

"And I should have taken you out instead of him as well."

He was now toying with Aristotle's biography, but even in the dim library light you could make out his blush and the occasional glance he'd send your way.

"As in on a date or do you want to beat my ass."

"Maybe both if you make fun of the fact that I don't read on our date tomorrow."

You giggled, fully turning your body towards him now.

"Tomorrow? Do I get a say in this?"

"No. Because you have terrible taste in men," he teased, leaning down towards your face.

A beat of silence, the two of you just stared at eachother.

"I'm starting to doubt that," you spoke, lowly. It was more a mental note to yourself than anything, though it flustered Chris nonetheless.

"We'll see," he leaned away again, putting the book he had paid no mind to back and dragging you out of the library.

The rest of the way towards your home was spend in silence, but his hand never left yours, and you had a giddy feeling every time you'd catch him staring at you.

"Thank you, really," you whispered once you eventually made it to your front door.

"You saved this night...and spared me a fee of 30 cents."

"Don't mention it. I'm just happy we spent some time together today."

"So humble," you mumbled as you unlocked the door, for the first time in what felt like the whole night you were turned away from him.

"Take all blame, duck all credit," he quoted, shrugging casually but his smug smile told you otherwise as you turned around with your mouth agape.

"You did read the Chloé Zhao Direction book!"

i hate the word agape. u say it ag-ape, scientifically proven. (real)

i hope you enjoyed, luv u <3

[diarywithoutalock]

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[maidenof-thesea]

Snakes and Butterflies | Preface

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Soulmate Au!, Fluff, Angst, Smut (Maybe, still debating)

Words: 2.1k 

Warnings: MC briefly mentions self harm but she recovers. 

Note: So this is my first series, I sort of dabbled in writing when I was younger. so I’m no expert but feedback is appreciated. I always enjoyed reading fan-fictions and always wanted to try it myself. Hope you like it! 

"So your room will be on the 3rd floor, facing the parking lot behind this building" I say to the couple in front of me as I hand them the keys to their hotel room. When they both reach for the keys I see their soulmate marks both matching arrows. I look up and feel my fake customer smile come on my face as I met their gaze. "Elevator is on the first hallway to your right as soon as you leave out the door. Dial zero if you have any questions." As soon as the couple is out of hearing range, I let out a sigh that Fernando, the security guard, hears.

"It's almost time till you get off," He says. "I have 7 more hours to go.."

"Oh you’re right" I say, as I look at the time on my phone. "Time to go home to the love of my life: my Yuki."

"Y/n, you need to go out and have fun like other girls your age," He says laughing and rubbing his beer pot belly. "You never know, you might just meet the love of your life...which would be nice in times like these.."

"Times like what?" I say counting out my last cash drop of my shift. "Did you see something on Facebook again? I told you so many times--"

"I saw this on the local news!" He says with red blotching his cheeks. "Young girls! Young girls around your age getting abducted! They turn up later on having no memory only that their Soulmate marks are gone!"

"Let me guess," I say printing out my paperwork and logging out of the system so that I could wait for my relief to come running through the door late again. "All these girls had a bunch to drink while having this so called 'fun' you say and this happened to them."

He stammers for words and in comes running my coworker who happens to work the graveyard shift. I saluted her and  I gestured for her to hurry up and clock in since guests are pulling in the parking lot. She smiles and hurries to start the beginning of her shift, while Fernando walks me to my car.

"Okay," He starts when we reach my car. "Perhaps not now but later when this whole ordeal dies down." I hum in response ready to get in my car as I unlock it, but he stops my door from opening. 

"I just worry about you, that's all y/n. Most girls either rebel or try very hard to find the one that matches their Mark but you.. you hide behind those sweaters and let no one near you, I've never even seen your Mark-"

“Fernando," I say grasping his shoulder. "There's no need to worry, I'm just letting fate decide for me. We've been blessed with this, surely fate means for me to come across them at some point in my life." I feel my other hand clench at the word 'blessed'. Surely to me it was a curse. I force myself to smile and I see that it works, he's convinced. "I just want time for myself. I want to grow into a person that feels like she's lived her life and is willing to open up and welcome someone." That wasn't a lie, that was genuine and I felt my voice wavering with emotion. Emotion I didn't know I still had. Fernando pats my hand and opens my door. I roll down the window after starting the ignition. I smile as I hear his radio go off, my coworker stating she needs him upfront. 

"Alright then miss," he says smiling. "I will let you go now and get some sleep!" I wave at him, as I reverse out and start the short drive home. My smile fading off my face as I clenched the steering wheel, willing myself to force unwanted emotions and memories away and drove the short distance to my home.  

The reason I decided to move out here to one of the beach cities was to escape. I found solitude in the sounds of the waves. My friend Jennie had recommended me to stay in this house alongside her family’s private beach, once I had told her my plans of moving out. She told me the rent would be really cheap which was impossible to believe but she told me that her family was planning on making it an airbnb during the summer and that they needed someone to manage it. She offered a wage but of course I declined, I just told her to hire someone to clean and I’ll manage the rest. 

It had been a year since then and now summer was just peaking over the horizon again and I knew I was gonna have to take time off to get everything situated. As I got through my door, my beloved Yuki, my tonkinese cat greets me with her purring and rubbing around my ankles.

“Hello my precious, how was your night?”

She purrs and licks my petting hand. I go to take off my coat and shower before bed. As I strip my work clothes, my arms catch my glance and from the conversation from earlier, I am reminded just how much of a freak I am. Where there should have been a Mark, lied just my skin. Scarred skin, to be exact, scars that matched my finger nails.

Rather than face the questions and pity in people’s faces, I rather hide. Hide just how pitiful my life has been. As the warmth of the water envelops me, I don’t feel the need to hide, at least not here in my own home, well that is till the summer. I force the pity I have for myself away and hum a tune. After that I fed Yuki a late night snack and turned on the TV to watch some Netflix. Just then my phone dinged and I saw a message from my mother. 

Mom[10:47 pm]: Have you seen this? Link: ww.foxnews.com/missingMarks

I clicked on the link and apparently the news I thought was just local made national news. 

“Today in a small town in southern California, tragedy has struck for several young adolescents who were out enjoying their youth when their very futures may very well change forever.” I rolled my eyes at that. They’ll live. “These women were abducted and their Soulmate marks stripped from their arms. All of them have no recollection of their whereabouts in the last 14 hours. Here’s Nancy with one of the victims.”

The clip changes to a girl with her eyes blurred out but it was evident that she was crying as she kept wiping her face. 

“I swear I just needed some air, I stepped out for a bit and I woke up at some park and this excruciating pain in my arm… my Mark was gone, almost as if it was burned off! How am I ever-gonna find them?!” 

Once again I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes, although a part of me was reminded of my teenage years but now older me, thrives in independence. My phone dings again, indicating another message from my mother.

Mom[10:52 pm]: They think there’s some Neanderthals out there taking Marks away… is that even possible? I thought they were extinct…

Me[10:52 pm]: I thought that was just a bedtime story??

Mom[10:55 pm]: Seriously? It’s in the history books! Why would you think that?

Me[10: 57 pm]: You know why… I don’t really care for things involving those stupid Marks. Besides I learned that along with basic math, how am I supposed to remember that?

Mom[10:57 pm]: I know sorry. But you should at least know our history!

Me[10:58 pm]: Ok I’ll watch a documentary on it on Netflix right now

Mom[10:59 pm]: You just got off work! Go to sleep!

Me[10:59 pm]: yea yea goodnight <3

“Maybe we should just sleep Yuki?” I say as she jumps on my lap and continues to purr and make herself comfortable before I could even get up. “Oh well guess I’m not moving.”

I grab the remote and start Netflix and about to click on Stranger, a Korean drama that I binged in the night prior but a new planet earth documentary catches my eye. This time instead of endangered species it’s about Neanderthals, an extinct race of human beings.

“Would you look at that?” I say tilting my head in curiosity. “Guess I am gonna learn our history.”

As the documentary starts to play, I get a text from my boss that she needs me off for tomorrow so I could work a full shift the day after and I internally groan but realize I can sleep in tomorrow. The theme song of Planet Earth starts playing and I am reminded of my childhood when I see the photograph of the Neanderthals, they look more ape like than human. I begin to wonder if they really actually looked like that or if they were exaggerated or not. Would they still look like that or would evolution help them adapt among humans now? Assuming that they were still alive…

“Humans and Neanderthals have always had their differences and constantly were at war with each other. Evolution had blessed humans with the abilities to procreate faster by aiding humans to find suitable partners. Each generation of humans was more beautiful than the previous. The Neanderthals, unfortunately were unable to evolve like us human beings and they would rape and pillage humans in order to procreate. Thanks to our advancement in evolution, humans were able to develop better weapons and eradicate the Neanderthals…”

“Okay,” I said rolling my eyes, raising the remote control. “Enough of that genocide bullshit.”

“But what if that’s all a lie?” a man obscured in the video said. On the bottom where typically the name of professors or researchers would be credited, the name ‘John Doe’ was instead. This caused me to raise my eyebrows. This man did not want to be known. Of course what he just said is considered blasphemous. “What if I were to tell you that humans are not the apex predators-that we never were the apex predator? That our ancestors may have won the war but fabricated history for their benefit?”

“That’s quite possible,” I mumbled. “But how could you possibly obtain the evidence to prove that?” 

“Of course there is no evidence left to prove that but I have dedicated my entire research into finding the remaining Neanderthals. Our ancestors could never locate the actual origin of the Neanderthals-”

“Seriously? I thought that place was just a myth!” I exclaimed, rousing Yuki from her sleep. With the flick of her tail she hopped off the couch and headed to my bedroom to sleep on my bed. “Sorry baby.” 

The documentary went on and on about the possibility that Neanderthals may live among us. That everything we know is a lie, that Neanderthals were the ones who evolved, they were the ones that had Soulmate marks… but there was no evidence to support it.

I turned off the TV when the credits started to roll. “Well another documentary to piss off the republicans.” My eyes started to feel heavy and instead of going to my bed I just pulled the throw blanket over myself and fell asleep. 

“Y/n look! Fireflies!” a boy with crescent moon eyes and Cheshire smile came running up to me with cupped hands. On his arm, was a Soulmate mark that wrapped around his entire arm, like a snake. It was the most beautiful I had ever seen. Most marks were abstract symbols but this was the first animal one I had ever seen.

“Can I see, Jimin?” another boy said excitedly running with buck teeth, almost like a bunny’s. 

“No I want to show Y/n first!” and the boy called Jimin reached me and opened his hands.

The fireflies floated up the sky and both me and the other boy stared in awe. The other boy proceeded to try and catch the fireflies once more and when I looked back at Jimin, he was already staring at me with a gleam in his eyes. He reached for my hand and when our skin made contact, a shiver went through the both of us. When I looked at our joined hands, I noticed that instead of a snake tail on his wrist, the snake’s body seemed to morph into particles and the particles continued onto my arm and morphed into butterflies..like a puzzle piece.

“Y/N-”

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[jeans-mell]

I can't believe I used to babysit these two kids. 😩 #howoldamiagain? 😅😅 #lovethemlikemyownsibs #missingMark (at Utah Park Tennis Courts)

[kiwihrt]

I cant answer to your comments without literally doxxing my main but thank you so much for your kind words, they really meant the world to me <3

your writing is amazing and I'm honoured 🙏

have a great day/night!

- missingmark 🤍

aww stop this is so sweet :( thank you so much <3

i hope you have an amazing day/night as well <33

[questermark]

This used to be the "Fort Worth Belt Railway" Texas historical marker. But sometime between October 2019 and July 2022 it was broken completely off its post. Swipe to see what it USED to look like. The text of the marker is in a comment. #TexasHistoricalMarkers #waymarking #FortWorth #Texas #TravelTexas #TexasTravel #FortWorthStockyards #TarrantCounty #TX #USA #UnitedStates #MissingMarker https://instagr.am/p/CgC6tX7uug6/

[craigmania]

A Message from Craig Parker (via  @fedconevents ):

“Dear MagicConers,

I am so very sorry I can't join you this year in Bonn. I wanted so much to be part of the amazing time we have each year, whether it's about Rings, Hobbits or Magic. Every time I've had the privilege of attending, the experience has been more wonderful than the last and I am very sad that I'm unable to play with you all this time.

I apologise for the last minute cancellation but I need to be back in New Zealand during the time of MagicCon and as much as I tried to sort flights and reorganize things, I just wasn't able to make it work... as great as Air New Zealand and Lufthansa are, sadly they don't fly time machines yet.

And so, with a sad heart, I apologise again for not being able to join you, my lovely friends, but I know you will have an amazing time, as we always do, and I wish you all laughter, love and lots and lots of new, wonderful magic memories.

With love, Craig. (MissingMark)

Xxx”

[jlaltruda]

Esmé and I call Mark “Sharkie Pint” when we play in the pool, so when I saw this mural in SOHO of a shark drinking a pint of beer ... well. This man - like this mural - has brought technicolor to my life. I am so #grateful. And I miss him so much when we are apart my teeth ache. #goober #partner #sharkiepint #mylove #missingmark — view on Instagram http://ift.tt/2h46ZHk

[missingmarkers]

He Can't Possibly Mess This Up

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[missingmark]

― who you gonna call? pt.1

the boys know they'll always have someone to call when they need them. that someone in question being you, luckily that feeling is more than mutual.

‧₊˚ matt x gn!reader

‧₊˚ warnings: light swearing, otherwise very very wholesome :)

‧₊˚ word count: 840

‧₊˚ pt.2 ( nick ) | pt.3 ( chris ) | masterlist

( 𝖒. ) ; you call him when it all feels like way too much

You had almost fallen asleep in Matt's car if it weren't for the enthusiastic rambling of your best friend next to you. One of his hands would sometimes leave the steering wheel to comb through his hair or emphasize his words with some sort of gesture. Your eyes, even half lidded, would follow his movement, your head against the window in the passenger seat

He had offered to pick you up from college after hearing how awful your day was.

"-and, I don't know what happened but Nick suddenly developed a weird obsession with Po from Kung Fu Panda, it's like all he talks about. Can you believe it? Chris has to leave the room any time it starts."

If you weren't so tired you would have giggled at his story, but any movement seemed to drain your energy even more and you were saving it up for having to peel yourself from the seat and walking into their home.

Matt insisted on assisting you, carrying you on his back into the house as he continued to talk.

"Yesterday I walked in on him reading an article called "25 inspirational Kung Fu Panda Quotes that will change your life forever" and when I tried to address it he just hissed at me. He hissed."

Chris looked up from his place on the couch, a smile forming on his face at the sight of the two of you. He, too, was forced to listen to your whining in the group chat about your hard day.

"Move," Matt muttered once he stood in front of his brother, turning around and letting you plop onto the couch with a small thud, your head landing in Chris' lap.

"Ouch! Dude, your head is heavy as fuck."

You opened one eye to glare up at him.

"Cuz it's full of knowledge, stupid."

"I highly doubt that, considering you literally sat through the wrong class today and didn't notice for the whole 50 minutes."

"How do you know that?!" You yelled, covering your face in embarrassment.

"Cuz you literally spammed us all about it in the group chat today, you goof."

"Oh god." You mumbled into your hands, not noticing the third brother also entering the room, leaning over the couch to offer you some of his sympathy.

"Why did I even want to become a film major, who put this insane stupid dummy-dumb idea into my head?!" You groaned, kicking your legs in frustration.

"Because you made a compilation of Nick falling down when we were in middle school and you called it your magnum opus," Chris recalled, stroking your head in sympathy.

"That was a pretty funny video," Matt mumbled under his breath.

"I should quit," You murmured only to be met with disagreement from your friends.

"Sure you're having a bit of a tough day, but you'll get through it," Nick tried to cheer you up, "You'll be done with college soon anyway."

"But if you want to take a bit of a break, we'll understand, maybe skip some classes tomorrow to get a good rest and-"

"That's a terrible idea, Chris! They already missed one of their classes today. If you skip you'll just be farther behind with the material."

Nick walked over to you, taking your hands in his as he looked deep into your eyes.

"A real warrior never quits," he smiled.

You almost smiled back.

"Po said that in the first Kung Fu Panda, but to be honest the second one is like-"

"Ok. I have to leave," Chris mumbled, lifting your head as gentle as he could despite the sudden spike in rage that was building up in him at his brothers words.

He walked towards the kitchen only for Nick to follow after him.

"What?! What's your problem with the panda? You hater!" Their voices grew faint. Only you and Matt being left at this point.

He walked over towards you, lying down on the couch too and pulling you into his chest.

"I believe in you. Never ever tell him I said this but Nick is right; don't quit, okay? Rest a bit now and I'll help you with your assignments once you wake up."

You grinned into his sweatshirt and let the tiredness finally take over your body.

i wrote this while watching schaffrillas production review kung fu panda 2.

i hope you enjoyed, luv u <3

[diarywithoutalock]

Midnight snacking with the hub, the sib, and the sisinlow after work #midnightsnack #missingmark #sankamark #markareyouwithus https://www.instagram.com/p/B0eESY5Hw6q/?igshid=1chh45yzkos1a

[missingmarkers]

I'm Telling Dad

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