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hongcherry · 11 months

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hi there bambi!! i just read "your light || jjk" and was wondering if u could maybe do a part 2 pls, if u dont mind? i liked it a lot and i would really like to see how they would end up together/the confession etc,,, i'm craving for some angsty to fluff fic, but it can be anything you want to write ofc ~~ no pressure pls ^_^ take care!

Your Light pt. 2 || jjk

💡 Pairing: roommate!Jungkook x roommate!Reader (f)

💡 Rating/Genres/AUs: PG 15; Fluff, angst; Roommate au, Your Light couple

💡 Warnings: Nothing really (but plz lmk otherwise!)

💡 Word Count: 1.9k

💡 Author’s Note: Goodness, this took me a lot longer to get to D: Truthfully, I've just been having a hard time writing, but I felt so bad when I realized how long this has been sitting in my ask box. I hope you all enjoy 😥💙 Also, I'm glad you liked the first part, anon ^-^

Part 1

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“Put your fingers here,” Jungkook instructs, positioning one of his friend’s hands on the keyboard in a specific way. “Your other hand goes on the mouse.”

“Okay, now what?” his friend questions as they glance back and forth at their hands.

“Join a game.”

Their eyes roam the screen.

“Where’s that button?”

Jungkook chuckles before he nudges their hand off of the mouse and does it himself. The screen changes, and they wait as they are sorted into teams.

You watch the interaction from Jungkook’s doorway.

There’s an odd twist in your chest seeing Jungkook so close to them.

His hand rests on the back of the chair his friend is in, and the other rests on top of his gaming desk. He’s never offered to teach you how to play one of his silly games. Though, you guess that’s because you’re normally scolding him for playing, not asking to play with him.

Jungkook must sense your presence because he suddenly turns his head.

“Yn?” he questions, confused.

“Oh! Uh,” you stutter. You completely forgot what you were going to ask him.

“Did you need something?” he prompts when you don’t say anything else.

“Yes, but I for—”

“Jungkook, I’m about to die!” his friend interrupts. “What should I do?!”

Jungkook’s attention redirects to the monitor. He points to somewhere on the screen.

“Go here, and use that to heal yourself.”

You stand idly as you continue to watch, waiting to see if he’ll turn to you again, but it’s obvious he’s too occupied. Plus, you still can’t remember what you were going to ask so there’s no point in waiting.

You silently move away from his door and go back to your room.

You’re not sure why you’re feeling… whatever you’re feeling right now. It’s not happiness or sadness. It’s not anger or annoyance. It feels almost numbing. Like there’s so much going on in your head, but nothing at the same time that it cancels each other out. It’s unexplainable.

Needing something to occupy yourself with, you decide to reorganize your sock drawer. It doesn’t require color-sorting, but you can’t think of anything else. The act, albeit giving your hands something to do, doesn’t distract your mind enough.

You can hear Jungkook and his friend laughing next door. It’s the only noise you can focus on as you accidentally put a pair of black socks with your purple ones.

Their laughter sounds so happy. You wonder if you ever made Jungkook laugh like that. Has he ever been that happy with you? Probably not considering you were always nagging him about his late-night gaming.

Truthfully, it hasn’t been too bad since the power outage. There are a few nights where you genuinely are annoyed, but overall, it hasn’t been bothersome. Perhaps you just need an excuse to talk to him.

Three sudden raps on your open door have you jumping.

Jungkook stands with his hands in his pockets. He greets you with a small smile that you reciprocate involuntarily.

“Sorry about earlier. What did you need?” he asks.

“I don’t remember,” you reply.

Jungkook chuckles and glances down at what you’re doing. He leans down and plucks out the pair of black socks from the purples.

You mumble a “thanks” when he tosses it in the black pile.

“Alright,” he says while standing up fully. “We’re going to go grab a quick bite to eat. You wanna come?”

The emptiness in your stomach tells you that you should say yes; however, you don’t want to feel like a third wheel, so you shake your head.

Jungkook lingers in your doorway, seemingly debating on if he should ask if you’re sure, but he ends up nodding instead.

“If you say so,” he answers. “I’ll be back in a bit then.”

“Okay,” you answer and turn back to your task at hand. You haven’t made much progress, but you don’t want to have a stare-off with him.

You don’t hear him move at first. As you’re about to turn around, his friend’s voice cuts through the silence.

“I’m ready,” they say.

“Let’s go,” Jungkook replies before there are two sets of footsteps growing faint as they move away.

Once the sound of the front door closes, your shoulders sag.

It’s been nearly two months since that night the power went off.

Two months since Jungkook found out about your fear of the dark. Two months of Jungkook being less annoying. Two months of this odd feeling growing inside your chest.

You’ve noticed small habits of his that you’ve never caught onto before. It’s not that you’re seeing him differently, but you’re seeing him more. You’re discovering more layers to Jungkook, and these aforementioned layers haven’t been bad. In fact, it makes you feel closer to him.

Though not only are you uncovering more about Jungkook, you’re forming feelings you’ve never had before. For one, you get a sour taste in your mouth seeing him be too friendly with others, which was not something you felt two months before.

Once you finally finish reorganizing your socks, you shuffle to the living room and lay a blanket over your lap. Hopefully, a movie will capture your focus more than your socks.

Hours pass as you cuddle a pillow on the couch, mindlessly watching the first movie your hand had touched. It was a simple way to pass the time as it was too early to sleep, but you didn’t know what else to do.

Jungkook’s been out longer than you anticipated.

Not that you cared.

You told yourself you’d just feel more comfortable knowing he was home before you went to bed. Nothing like waking up to the sound of the door opening and not knowing if it was a robber or your roommate.

With a heavy sigh, you begin to stand to retrieve a glass of water. You’re four steps away from the couch when the lights flicker.

Once.

Twice.

Then you’re submerged in complete darkness.

Your chest tightens, and your breathing halts abruptly. Several seconds pass while you stand still. Soon, your mind begins to conjure images of supernatural creatures emerging from the darkness.

You hastily, and clumsily, make your way to your bedroom. You locate the chipmunk nightlight quickly and flip the ON switch with shaky hands.

The small room lights up, changing colors smoothly. You focus on each color as you steady your crazy heartbeat.

You don’t know how long it’s been since you’ve been sitting in the dark. It feels like hours, but it could’ve just been twenty minutes.

The sound of the door opening jolts you from your trance.

“Yn?!” Jungkook calls out, worried.

Your body instantly relaxes at his voice.

“I-in here,” you reply.

There’s hurried shuffling and a few curses accompanied by a few thuds before you see his silhouette at your door.

“How long have the lights been out? Are you okay?” he questions and walks to your bed. He sits down near you, placing a hand on your back and rubbing soothingly.

“I’m not sure,” you sigh.

“You should have called me,” he says.

At that, you realize you left your phone in the living room. Then you remember how he’s been gone for hours. Something in you turns bitter, and the power outage doesn’t feel like the main problem anymore.

“Shouldn’t you be with your friend?” you huff.

Jungkook stares at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His movements on your back pause.

“Even scared, you always have to sass me, huh?”

“I’m not sassing, I’m just saying,” you argue.

“Just saying,” he repeats slowly.

Suddenly, his hand is on your waist and pulling you closer. Your eyes widen, but you can’t bring yourself to pull away.

“I wanted you to come with us, you know,” he says.

“Where?” you reply, mind fuzzy with how close he is.

Jungkook chuckles. “To get food.”

“Oh,” you mumble. “I wasn’t hungry.”

“Hm. Well, I brought some home in case you got hungry. You hungry now?”

You debate on answering truthfully, but it seems your hesitation gives away your answer.

Jungkook pulls away from you and stands up. You inch closer automatically.

“Don’t worry. I didn’t plan to leave you,” Jungkook reassures as he offers a hand. You take it quickly, letting him pull you off the mattress.

You grab the night light and clutch it in one of your arms.

Jungkook gently grabs your other arm, fingers trailing down until they fit in your gasp. He guides you to the kitchen and retrieves the food.

You eat in silence, eyes dancing from Jungkook—who’s watching you—and to the food in front of you.

The silence is unsettling.

Usually, you could eat like this with Jungkook, but now the quietness forces you to hear your racing heart.

“Will you let me take you out to dinner one day?” Jungkook asks suddenly, causing you to choke on your food ungracefully.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he says quickly and rounds the table to pat your back.

You shoo him away, grabbing your drink and taking a long sip.

Once you’re composed, you turn to him. “What did you say?”

You’re sure he knows you heard him, but you’re so stunned that you need to hear it again.

He smiles sheepishly. “Dinner? You and me.”

“L-like a d-date?” you stutter.

He nods, “Maybe…this Friday?”

Today was Wednesday. You barely had time to prepare—mentally and physically.

At seeing your shocked expression, he says, “Okay, maybe not this Friday. How about Saturday?”

“That’s not much better!” you whine. “Why the rush?!”

Jungkook laughs and glances down for a moment.

“Because I’ve liked you for a while. I’m tired of waiting,” he shrugs as if he’s not nervous, but even in the barely lit room, you can see he is.

Jungkook? Nervous?

“This isn’t a prank or something, right?” you ask. You recall his annoying gaming buddies from before and wonder if they’re behind this.

He frowns, shaking his head. “Of course not.”

Jungkook grabs your hands and lowers himself so you can see him better.

“I like you… You and your grandma ways,” he smiles teasingly.

“Shut up, Jeon,” you huff.

When you try to retract your hands, he simply holds on tighter.

“So,” he begins, “Saturday?”

“What if I don’t like you like that?”

Jungkook tries to hide his smirk. “Oh? So, you acting all jealous and clingy has nothing to do with you liking me?”

“I am not clingy!” you scoff.

“But you are jealous.”

“Shut up,” you whine again.

“I know the perfect way you can shut me up,” he hums and leans closer.

“Yeah, right,” you argue.

Jungkook doesn’t reply. He simply leans in more until his lips are on yours. There’s an oddly comforting tightening in your chest the moment his mouth touches yours.

And as if his kiss was the answer to all your problems, the lights begin to flicker on.

Jungkook pulls away slowly and glances around the apartment.

“See? True love’s kiss fixes everything,” he grins.

You ignore the pounding of your heart at the idea of Jungkook loving you.

“It’s just a coincidence.”

“That’s not a very romantic outlook,” Jungkook huffs.

“I didn’t know you were the romantic type,” you confess softly.

Jungkook smiles and tilts his head. “You’ll find out.”

“On Saturday?” you lightly tease.

His smile widens, and he pecks your lips.

“At seven,” he adds.

“At seven,” you echo with a smile of your own, excited for this weekend.

A/N: To those who were awaiting this, thank you so much for your patience!!!!! 💜

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rollingsins · 7 months

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I'm early again whoop whoop!

The micky mouse waffles! 😭

Ok, Mindy's texts weren't SO bad (except for the greeting and spice girl one)

Grammer is what you are worried about pookie!? What about your girlfriend!?

The whole mansion bit-🤣 Tell me again how Tara pulled R???

Mindy, she may be little, but she is firece. Watch out with that comment, you gonna be on the list...

Seriously, this Quinn x Sam thing is making me all confused!!! I don't know how to feel about it!!! 😭😭😭

Pookie and her obsession with fucking on weird places has got to be investigated lol

Ok, I kind of see where Tara is coming from even more now. She might act like a bitch but I believe it's warranted given everything. Sorry for the hate pookie.

Tara has never taken homework so seriously hahahaha

Oop-😳 Is- is it happening?????

Of course not. Not too upset tho; Im loving the buildup to it. It'll just make it more enjoyable 😏

Pookie having to go through someone leaving her again, and not just someone, Sam leaving again, poor baby 🥺🥺🥺

You got me tearing up but it was so good once again 🥹

-💡

Hi bby!

Tara pulled R by being a cute little pookie. Rizz master she is not 😭

I think most people are split on Quinn and Sam!

Thanks babe, love hearing your comments ❤️

#ask #ghostface!tara

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deepspacedukat · 10 months

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I just thought about something Vulcans always have a logical answer for everything they do. All their pets are large predatory animals that could help defend them if need be and or be given to children to teach responsibility like Sehlats or an unnamed Vulcan bird of prey (think our falconers) to send messages. Just imagine what Vulcans would think if they saw a human with a strange pet that had no purpose and I’m not talking a dog or cat or ferret that can be used to hunt or keep pests at bay I’m talking Derpy goldfish in a tank, a garden snail or mouse that would actually count as the pest (I love mice and snails btw they aren’t pests but u know what I’m saying), or even a bug like a beetle, ant farm, or caterpillar.

If it were me I can imagine a Vulcan friend knocking on the door of my quarters to ask me a question like about anything: game/ movie night, a report, etc and asking their question while trying not to be distracted by the sound of water running in the background when the door finally opens. After the question is answered I can just see them trying not to look into my room cause it’s not polite and thinking I forgot and left a sink or bath running and with the desert climate of Vulcan I can see wasting resources like water being a HUGE pet peeve 😂

“Pardon me, but did you perhaps by accident leave the water on?”

“Huh?…” *💡* “ooooh that. Nah just the fish tank filter, it’s a waterfall filter”

“Fish tank?”

“Yeah lookie, it’s alright you can come in”

A minute of silence goes by as the vulcan blinks at the large fish tank, the fish show brief interest in hopes of getting food but soon go back to laying on the bottom or rooting around the substrate (I have corydoras a small bottom feeding shoalling catfish species, that’s pretty much all they do and act derpy 😂until they get evening zoomies and swim back and forth in the filter stream)

“What…is this?” The Vulcan gestures to the tank

“It’s a fish tank also known as aquarium and those are Corydora’s.”

“Ah. So your pets.” The human nods in reply and the Vulcan speaks up again “What purpose do they serve?”

“What do you mean?”

“What’s their function? Being aquatic they can not freely roam the room and eradicate pests. I also doubt they could provide any protection against intruders. What purpose do they serve?”

“Ooooh *laughs* nah they don’t do squat. They just swim around, eat, play, be derpy, and make a mess so I’ve got to clean their tank once a week.”

The Vulcan does that classic eye brow raise before slowly turning to face the human

“So not only do they not have a function but they make even more work for you?”

“Eh but I love them and would rather have my fishy friends then not. It’s therapeutic having something that needs me, even if it’s more work for me.”

“…” Vulcan deadpan

“…” Human stifles a laugh trying to mimic the emotionless deadpan expression

“I have a good acquaintance back on Vulcan who is having a hard time finding a mate as he is known to be, I believe the human expression is, high maintenance.”

“?”

“I believe you might be a good match.”

“…what’s this guy look like and what’s his personality type?”

—————-end————-

Omfg I love literally all of this! And the casual matchmaking at the end... *chef's kiss*

I honestly have no coherent thoughts to add to this, because my brain is imagining said "high maintenance" acquaintance. 👀 Don't misunderstand, the whole concept that you outlined above is amazing and I love it, but I am also inordinately curious about the Vulcan mans you dangled in front of me. 🙈 Yes, I'm ridiculous.

Anyway, I love this, Azora!! Thank you!!! 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

#deepspacedukat asks #azorastarr

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lizardthelizard · 2 years

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Also 💡 because I know you're a weirdo and I support that <3

AISDNASDBAKNSDBJASLKDJASNK thank you 💖

Fanfic ask game

💡 What’s the weirdest thing you’ve been inspired by?

TBH I'M NOT SURE.

Like, there are random moments that have inspired me to write certain things (I was walking in the rain when I started writing out ideas for the latest chapter of 'small hands', and then that fic started in the rain). But anything I can think of isn't very weird or interesting.

There are weird things that I've included in my fic (Willy Wonka's brief off screen cameo...Oliver Twist...The fool of the world and the flying ship...Bart, the bartender, being named after Bartholomew the mouse from the great mouse detective...me, purposefully stealing the 'lampwick works hard and becomes human again' thing from the 1996!Pinocchio specifically .....) but I'm not sure I'd call those things 'inspired by'. It's just stuff that I've included that becomes weird when mashed together with everything else and taken out of context.

#Also. I feel like there are DEFINITELY subconscious influences and inspirations evident in my fic that come from weird sources #but /???? I can't really think of them #aojisdlaoisndasnd this is a terrible answer tbh sorry. I just???? I can't wrap my head around it for some reason #idk maybe the bo peep au fits the question?? IDK #asks #naivesilver #<3

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ginger-grimm · 1 year

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megaphone to music note for carmen!

YAY CARMEN THANK YOU SO MUCH!

📣 MEGAPHONE - how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?

Not very loud at all, her voice is very soft and sweet. She has a slight Spanish accent. I don't have a voice claim for her, what I'm picturing is Paulina Chavez's voice with a heavier accent.

📖 OPEN BOOK - do they like reading? what's their favourite genre?

Reading is pretty much the only thing Carmen can do for a while, it keeps her sane. She loves teen literature but also doesn't mind a horror or thriller novel, though she does have to keep those hidden from her parents.

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

Jonathan, Nancy, Vanessa, Murray, or any of the kids in danger will always set Carmen into action. She's not the most skilled fighter, but she will go into overdrive for any of them. The search for her real mother gets her shot, so that's definitely a contender.

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what's their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

Carmen likes having her picture taken, usually by Jonathan. She doesn't have any special pose, just smiles sweetly - though sometimes she'll put her head on her shoulder. It depends on her mood.

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

Carmen acts differently around grown-ups than she does around her peers or kids younger than her. Around grown-ups, she's quiet and reserved from years of trauma. Around her peers, she quickly learns how to be more assertive and feisty.

✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

When they hurt her or the people she loves. There's no excuse for that which she can accept. She doesn't let people go easily, too scared to end up lonely.

💡 LIGHTBULB - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it?

Lowkey control freak. She's not super nuts about it, but pretty close. To Carmen, spontaneous anything is jarring. You have to plan for everything in life.

💎 DIAMOND - how rich are they? can they live the lifestyle they want to?

Not rich at all. She leaves her home and is on the run for a while. Murray isn't exactly rich from his P.I. endeavors, but Carmen doesn't mind. She's just happy to have a home and someone who loves her taking care of her.

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

Plants, books, video games, a new tool kit. She's a fantastic gift-giver. Everything is impeccably wrapped and meticulously picked out to fit the person.

🍼 BABY BOTTLE - what are their thoughts on children?

LOVES THEM. She knows others her age find them annoying, but Carmen honestly has so much patience, she doesn't even care when they're being difficult. She also finds them incredibly funny.

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

She will only blame herself when it's actually her fault. But she reacts with a lot of love and tries to find solutions to their problems.

👑 CROWN - what does your oc want to be remembered as? why?

A kind-hearted person, who made her mark on the world.

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

I just might have a problem that you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

Carmen listens to many things. She really likes Fleetwood Mac, Madonna, U2, and Depeche Mode, among others.

The song that I mainly associate with her is Lean on Me by Bill Withers!

#answered #oc: carmen bauman

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