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phywrites · 7 months
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5 Signs That You're Communicating Poorly
Communicating is exchanging ideas, thoughts, opinions, information, and knowledge among parties. Effective communication entails delivering information concisely in a comprehensive means that satisfies all parties involved. Effective communication is a Primary aspect of building meaningful and purposeful relationships toward harmonious coexistence and well-being. Poor communication favors one…
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maineventbts · 2 years
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Older sisters bf trope?? any member, also I love your works!
pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: older sister’s boyfriend , fluff, infidelity ?
warnings: none !
word count: 1.1k (this was an accident)
a/n: thank you so much, that truly means a lot! i apologize for the delay, life has been busy recently. i hope you enjoy :)))
You absolutely hated your older sister. Since you were children, she’s always treated you like she was better than you were. At any given opportunity, she would humiliate you in front of her friends, boyfriends, even strangers. So, it was surprising when you learned that she did the same to the other people in your life. All in all, she just wasn’t a nice person.
“It’s nice to meet you,” extending your hand to the dashing man in front of you. “Likewise, it’s nice to finally put a name to a face, ____.” As you shake hands, you meet his gaze, lightly fluttering your full lashes.
Although you can’t say it out loud, you are truly astonished by his beauty and manners. Every boy your sister has ever brought home was just like her; rude, entitled, and a pain in the ass. But Taehyung? He was enticing, the wettest dream you could ever have. From the moment he stepped into your home, he was a true gentleman. Brought flowers, politely greeted you and your mother; you were in shock.
“So, this is the new flavor of the week. I like this one,” your statement has your mother whipping her head around to face you, while your sister glares in your direction. Taehyung chuckles a bit, looking into your eyes, “that’s me.” In an attempt to appear unbothered, your sister let out a forced laugh, “ignore her tae, she doesn’t think before she speaks.” All you could do was roll your eyes because as soon as you started to fire back, she began to speak with your mother. The look didn’t discourage you, because you insisted on keeping his attention.
You slip out of your Steve Madden heels, extending your sock clad foot. Taehyung wasn’t shocked when he felt your foot come in contact with his lower body. In fact, he wondered how long it would take for either of you to make a move. Your actions earn an eyebrow raise from the man in front of you, as your foot is dragged towards his lap. Unaware of the actions being hidden by the table, your mother and your sister continue their conversation.
The both of you continue to steal glances as each other, looking away every few seconds. As the stares continue, you become infatuated with his facial features. Your tongue darts over you bottom lip as your imagination begins to run wild. You wanted nothing more than to climb under the table and stuff your mouth full of- “you aren’t even listening, mom,” your explicitly detailed thoughts are interrrupted by the ear-piercing voice of your sister, complaining about her school.
Your sister leaves the table, in a fit of rage, muttering profanities aimed towards your mother. Leaving just you and the edible man in front of you. “What a shame i didn’t get your number sooner,” Taehyung begins to speak, as he massages your foot, “would’ve preferred to have a doll like you.” You can’t help but blush at his words, wanting nothing more than to claim him as your own.
“Well, i don’t think that’s a problem,” the man’s eyebrow raises in confusion, “I mean, are you really her’s if you want me this bad?” Your question earns a sly grin from Taehyung, who looks like he’s ready to spread you on the table. Elbows resting on the table, you lean forward, shortening the gap between you two. “I want you so bad,” your words come out as a soft whine, while your lips curve into a smirk. “I won’t tell if you don’t.”
Sending him a wink, you lower yourself back into your seat, as he stares in awe. Your lips in a pout as your eyes remain on his, wishing this moment alone could last for hours. Your sister might have been a small distraction to him, but you’re stealing the show. You didn’t have to do much of anything to keep his attention, you were everything that he wanted. He can’t comprehend that you and your sister were even related. You were such an angel, beautiful and careless. While your sister was a cold-hearted bitch, too selfish and self-centered to care about anyone but herself, and Hoseok was beginning to learn that.
He remembers the day he first met you and since then, he’s regretted not asking for your name. At the time, you were just some beauty in the baking aisle, giving him advice on the proper ingredients. That one interaction made him fall for you instantly. Hoseok wanted to ask you out, but you were being whisked away by your friend. Instead, he met your sister a few days later and decided to settle for her. You’re both pulled from your thoughts as your mother and sister make their return to the table.
After about another hour of listening to your sister run her mouth, Taehyung is gathering his belongings at the door. “It was nice to have you over,” your mother gives him a polite hug, thanking him for the flowers, also offering an apology for her daughter’s actions. You look on from the stairs, upset that the night is over. Taehyung will go back to where he came from, and you’ll be stuck here. Before your sister can even open her mouth, his attention instantly turns to you, avoiding your sister. He flashes you a smile, warm enough to make you melt inside, “it was nice meeting you, ____.”
“Bye, tae,” as the nickname falls from your mouth, your sister seems lost for words. As she’s ushering him out of the door, you wave in his direction, wondering when you’ll get to see him again. By the look on your sister’s face, you assumed this would be the last time. As soon as the door closed and it was just the three of you, your sister was glaring at you. She was picturing your head on a stick while your mom was filled with worry, knowing exactly how this situation was going to end.
It’s been about two hours since Hoseok left and since your sister tried to push you down the stairs. Constant shouting and accusations leaving you with a headache and an irritated soul. In the end, you couldn’t find it in yourself to feel bad about what you did. Although you were aware of how bad it actually is, the hate for your sister happens to be too strong.You lie on your bed, ankles crossed as you stare at the ceiling fan. All sorts of thoughts going through your head and they’re all about Hoseok. A ding from your phone is enough to pull you from your thoughts. The last thing you expected was to receive this text.
“Hey, it’s Tae. Want to meet up?”
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monstersofsilence · 7 years
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Infiltrate
It has been a couple of days since the last time Jaisnt has met his ancestor and the discovery of The Forcer being the ancestor of a descendant named Morrin Luccan. Now, The Commander, Jaisnt, and Zenira are about to infiltrate Morrin's mansion. Jaisnt and Zenira will be sneaking outside the perimeter of the mansion while Jai's ancestor gets to be the eyes and ears inside.
"Zen, here's your weapon." Jaisnt said, handing Zenira a tranquilizer rifle. Zenira examined it for a moment, pulling the bolt and looking inside to not see a bullet inside. "It doesn't have a bullet. We don't want to make a bit commotion when we're sneaking in. We're using tranquilizers that will put trolls asleep."
Zenira tilted her head a bit until nodding as she understood it. Jaisnt got himself ready and walked over to his ancestor who is getting ready. "You know how long it has been since I have been into one of these events?" The Commander asked.
"I don't know." Jaisnt replied. "How long?"
"A long time." He answered. "The last event I was in was when I with The Swordsman. Orilon. Months before we both had to fight each other and ended up with me dying... and her taking her own life... anyways, I have the wire on me. I will update you on anything that is going on."
"Thanks. Let's head out." With that, all three did. A couple hours later, they all made it to the mansion with Jaisnt and Zenira heading around the back, leaving Jaisnt's ancestor to heading into the party. The interior was large enough to hold hundreds of trolls and it was full of them. It overwhelmed Korvan as he looks around and seeing many trolls roam about and talking to one another. Many of the trolls are high bloods, and practically few low bloods.
In an event like this, and it being crowded, it would make it easier to snatch low bloods and mutants. As Korvan walked around, Jaisnt and Zenira sneak around to the back entrance, knocking out two guards and heading inside. 'I didn't think they would have this many guards for just a party.' Jaisnt thought as he and Zen made it past through a corridor with multiple rooms on both sides. 'There must be something here that would have this much security.'
Meanwhile, The Commander bumped into a troll who seemed very fanatic. "Oh I'm terribly sorry, miss."
"Oh, no, no, no! Don't be sorry!" She said and quickly shook his hand. She was a blue blood and had on a white dress, but had on glasses and beanie hat that didn't match the whole outfit. Especially had piercings on her lip, left eyebrow, and and on her nose. "How are you? Oh! I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Axlyss Dremor. I pretty much hunt ghosts and catch them on video or audio. You might have heard of me."
Korvan stood there, confused and only shook his head to answer her response. "I have not heard of you, but did you say you hunt... ghosts?"
"Yes!" Axlyss answered with excitement in her voice. "The paranormal, the spirits, the after life. All that stuff has interested me for as long as I could remember. Don't you think it's weird that you see day walkers plain as day? Or knowing that rainbow drinkers are actually dead, but still have a material body and are cold as freakin' ice when you touch them?!"
"The thought... never occured to me." He replied.
"Well, that's why people like me want to look for those answers!" Axlyss confidently said. "Alternia is a crazy world with people having powers or whatever, but spirits have the most power out of everyone, if you think about it. There was this one time I got an audio recording, or an e.v.p. recording, of a ghost looking for someone. Said something about a commander or something along those lines. Must've been in the fleet."
The mention of that sent chills down Korvan's spine. Could it be? The Swordsman looking for him? It wasn't long before he was soon interrupted by someone approaching him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hello there, sir." The troll said. "I apologize for intruding on your conversation, but my name is Morrin Luccan."
Korvan looked at him for a moment and returned back to the task at hand. "Ah, you must the host of this wonderful event. It's a pleasure, mister Luccan." He answered and bowed slightly, leaving Axlyss behind.
"Uh... okay. Cool. You can go with that guy." She said, seeing them leave her. "Follow me on my blog!"
"I'm terribly sorry that you had to leave the conversation you were having with that young lady over there." Morrin said.
"Do not worry." Korvan answered. "I didn't know who she was and she just caught me by surprise and, well, I had a conversation with her unexpectedly."
"I could see that." Morrin said as he looked at Korvan with suspicion. "What is your name, by the way? I don't believe you ever said your name."
Already, Korvan's heart sank. Should he use his first name? No. He shouldn't or else they would start suspecting. Quickly, he chuckled and lied his name. "Vandrr Okrino. That was rude of me."
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, mister Okrino." Morrin said until he was interrrupted as a troll came by. He seemed to be a yellow blood that whispered next to Morrin's ear. It didn't take long until Korvan noticed his horns and that wasn't until the troll's eyes widened as soon as he took a look at Korvan. "Excuse me. I have some business to attend to, but do enjoy the party, mister Okrino." Morrin left, but the yellow blood stared at Korvan more until a sinister grin appeared and he followed suite.
With Korvan by himself, he touched his ear piece and quickly talked to Jaisnt. "Jaisnt. Come in. I made contact with Morrin Luccan. How's it going along on your end?"
Jaisnt and Zenira quickly made it to an office, bringing two sleeping guards inside and locking the room. Hearing his ancestor's voice coming through his ear piece, he quickly answered. "We made it inside an office. The security in here is fucking crazy. I never seen this many guards. I'm gonna be searching through the files and see what we can find. Keep us updated on what he's doing."
Ending the talk, Jaisnt looked back at Zenira and ordered her to keep watch. She nodded and did just that as Jaisnt looks through the file cabinets and rummaging through the files. What he found was something that proved what he and his ancestor had theorized. "You've got to be kidding me..." Jaisnt whispered to himself. "Morrin met his ancestor through a time traveling device. And let Morrin to continue his legacy."
Taking out his phone, he quickly took pictures of all the files including one that surprised him the most. "What's this? Project ZERO? This seemed important. I'll take this." He said to himself and stuffed the file into his pocket until guards came storming in through the room. Catching both Jaisnt and Zenira by surprise, one guard stuffed a sack over Zenira's head and carried her out of the room and did the same to Jaisnt, but punched him in the stomach to weaken him a bit.
Korvan continued to roam about the crowd and overheard the commotion coming from his ear piece. Already, he was feeling concern and quickly looked around to see where Morrin is, hoping whatever happened didn't relay back to him.
While Jaisnt's ancestor is busy in the party, Jaisnt finally had his sack pulled as he was sitting in a single room with two guards and with Zenira next to her with the sack still over her head. Already, Jaisnt start off with his sarcastic nature. "Hey fellas! Did you catch your buddies sleeping off the job?" He sarcastically commented and instantly got a punch to the face in return.
"Listen here, asshole, you're gonna tell us what you two are doing here." The guard demanded.
Jaisnt sighed heavily and shook his head. "Sorry. I can't tell you. I mean I could, but, honestly, me knowing is more important. Otherwise what would the point be of keeping a secret?" Jaisnt answered with a smile and received another punch to the face. Zenira let out a gasp of concern underneath the sack covering her face.
At this point, the guard turned their attention to Zenira and walked in front of her. "Maybe she'll talk. If not, we'll make her talk." The guard reached out to grab the sack, but was interrupted by Jaisnt stopping him. "What now? Ready to talk?"
"Actually... I wouldn't take that off of her head, if I were you." Jaisnt lied. "Bad things can happen to you guys."
The guard looked at him and then looked at the other guard standing by the doorway and shrugged. "Nice try, asshat." The guard said and took off the sack and instantly heard shrieking as a grotesque spider became pouring out and jumped at him. Both he and the other guard screamed while Jaisnt sat where he is, hearing the guards screaming to get whatever they were seeing off of them.
"Holy shit... I should never get on her bad side." Jaisnt whispered to himself, seeing the chaos from the guards as they just ran out of the room. For a moment, Jaisnt could of sworn he saw glow in their eyes and apparently it caused a chain reaction as he's hearing screams echo across the hall and towards the room they're in. With both Jaisnt and Zenira alone, Zen got out of the ropes that tied her in.
Jaisnt was afraid to look at her, but he heard her voice. Her voice? It didn't sound Alternian, though he heard her voice as clear as day as he looked at her, her eyes glowing. "Oh my god..." He said to himself. The next thing he knew, the ropes that held him were released and he was dragged out of the room by hand.
Back at the party, Korvan has been looking everywhere for Morrin and finally spotted him at a balcony, looking off at the guests until finally looking straight at Korvan. As Korvan stared at him, he noticed the same yellow blood came to talk to him about something and that was when he knew that he was in trouble. Though it wasn't before long until screaming came into the main hall as guards came screaming and jumping off the balcony that caught Morrin by surprise.
The sudden scene got everyone to panic and began leaving. This became Korvan's cue to leave as he blended in with the crowd, walking out and touching his ear piece to get in touch with Jaisnt. "Jaisnt? Where are you? Are you okay?"
"We're okay!" Jaisnt answered. "Me and Zen got caught, but thanks to Zen, we got out of there. We got everything we need. I'll fill you in when we get back."
"Got it." Korvan responded. "I'll meet you back at your place." With that, he took out his ear piece and dropped it, walking over it and breaking it.
Jaisnt and Zenira quickly left through the same entrance they went in and got as far away as possible. It wasn't long until the glowing on Zenira's eyes finally fade and they went back to normal though she collapsed to the ground. Jaisnt worryingly grabbed Zenira, placing her right arm around him and helped her walk. "Come on, Zen. I got you." He said. "We're heading back. And when we do, you can rest... you earn it for getting us out."
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