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The ones we leave behind
sully family x reader + tarsem/tsu’tey/ mo’at
Among the navi people family was everything every child was love by their parents and cared for throughout out their lives. Family is the strong hold among each individual navi, but what happens when there is a child that hasn't revived the same love and care as others around. The effect of getting less love and support will effect a child over time, but what happens when the action of the parents and other adults around have effect them so, much that it will soon lead the child on a different path.verse everyone else. The feeling of being left behind will be a permit memory that will affect their childhood, what happens when it happens to a sully family member.
y/n " ......" you are the human daughter of Jake and neytiri unlike your other siblings you had been born human, and had spent most of your childhood as human no avatar body. The day of your birth had effect your parents and everyone in the clan, as it was shown the sky demons still were here.
y/n " guys come sit down and relax" you were looking at your siblings as they were all worked up for the events, that had unfolded today. As your siblings had gone out with spider and ran into old enemies, that were believed to be dead had come back to life. You are with them trying to comfort them as they none of them seem to be doing well, at the moment.
kiri " is spider going to be okay"
y/n " spider will be fine kiri norm and max are attending to him, he just need some medical care and rest" kiri soon nods her head and sat down next to you.
lo'ak " I think dad will blame me I was the one who decided to go there"
y/n " baby brother is not your fault no one knew they will come with avatar bodies"
neteyam " dad and mom have been in that meeting with grandmother and the council for a long time, he didn't even let me attend the meeting"
y/n " it going to be okay teyam when the meeting over dad will share what will happen next"
tuk " y/n I'm scared"
y/n " dont worry tuk everything will be okay, we are here to keep you safe and so are mom and dad" you brought tuk into a embrace making her smile towards you and you smile back at her.
y/n " dad what has happened" Soon enough Jake and neytiri had shown themselves, either one of them looking happy.
Jake " no now y/n there is new we have to share with the clan, we can speak later" you have a good relationship with your parents but you were not close to them like your siblings, and there were times when you felt like out of situations.
y/n " yes sir ...mom is there anything I can do for you or the family"
neytiri " ....." neytiri didnt pay any attention to you and soon walk towards your siblings. She seem very overwhelmed at the moment as she was scared about everything that had happened.
y/n " mom I can make the family something to eat or help around the house"
neytiri " no please do nothing" neytiti have you a cold look you didnt know if she meant it or not.
kiri " sis can you come with me to see spider or check up on him"
y/n " sure we can go and see him maybe we can all go as a family"
neytiri " no you all stay here and that is finally you can see that boy some other time or y/n can update you on him" neytiri soon picked up tuk and walked into the home with her, the older kids had stayed with you. Talking about anything to light up the mood even getting spider on com link was well, soon that all ended when a meeting was called for the clan by your father.
Jake " I have called this meeting to state the situation that had happened earlier today.... today children of our clan and human child life had bene out in danger, as enemies from our best have come back and now look like us" gasp had been heard from everyone as they were listening to Jake words.
Jake " I'm sad to share this new but the clan most leave we are no longer safe here, we all most leave and seek shelter else where until the demons are gone"
neteyam " what we are leaving"
Jake " we will head towards the sea clans where will be safe from harm, we can't stay here we have to think about the clan children and their safe"
Jake " will we have to leave our homes and ways of life but we will be back when the time right, but we most think what the best for our families and ourselves"
mo'at " Jake sully is right we will have to leave but one day will come home"
Jake " this decision is heavy on my heart as well my people we all love the forest and what she has to offer, but we most leave to keep her safe ... this decision is finally and I hope in time you all can forgive me for making this chose" there was no debating Jake on that as he was right once the meeting was over, everyone started getting ready to leave in couple days.
y/n " almost done just need to make sure everything alright"
Tarsem " so we are really are leaving"
y/n " tarsem yes we are it will be sad to no longer run around here and live our lives but it for the best" you and tarsem are best friends and have been close since you two were very young.
Tarsem " I came to see how you are holding up I saw you were very worried about your family and wish to go with your parents"
y/n " I'm good thank you for asking but you should be worried about my family more then me"
tarsem " always thinking of other but there has to be other worrying about you" you smile toward tarsem he would always come check on you after battles or hard situations.
Jake " y/n"
y/n " dad"
tarsem " olo'eythan Jake sully hello"
Jake " it okay young man I have come here to bring my daughter home there is something I most share with her and her siblings"
tarsem " yes sir I will see you later y/n maybe I can help you pack"
y/n " sure I will love that offer" Tarsem soon walked off looking at you one last time as you waved at him and smiled.
Jake " come on let head home there is something I need to speak with you and your siblings about" you had nodded your head and followed your father, soon getting back to the village and see your family gather together.
tuk " sis you come to dinner"
y/n " well dad said he had something to speak with us all about"
Jake " everyone sit down there is something I need to speak with you all about" you soon sat down with your siblings give some dinner as well, soon Jake and neytiri were suiting together.
Jake " we will be leaving in a couple days so I will need you all to pull your weight around here"
the kids " yes sir"
y/n " dad the scientist have started packing some of the stuff for travel we were wondering how that was going to go" Jake and neytiri soon looked at each other and soon at you.
Jake " y/n there is something I need to tell you"
y/n " oh okay dad you have my whole attention"
Jake " you will not be coming with us to the reef clans"
y/n " what"
neteyam " dad if she can't ride with you or mom she can ride with one of us or tarsem, it will be fine we will come up with a way to take her and everyone else"
kiri " yes we will find out a way so she can come with us we, so you and mom are not overworking yourselves"
Jake " kids that not the matter but there a bigger matter to address"
lo'ak " what tell us what the matter that our sister can't come with us"
neytiri " it because your sister is born human unlike your all she not navi, and it will be hard to get the clans to help us ... they already don't like human as they have been hunting over there and destroying there ways to life ... one human will be fine but to many will be bad news"
tuk " why don't we give her any avatar body like uncle noir that will slove everything"
neytiri " no we can't"
tuk " why"
y/n " because they don't have the resource and it will take to much time"
Jake " time we don't have kids"
neteyam " come on there have to be an avatar body for her and the there, did you all not making one when she was baby so it will grow over time"
Jake " we become busy and other stuff got involved I and your mom were already overwhelm of everyone else that was happening"
lo'ak " meaning you didnt care to do anything about it and forgot"
neytiri " no we become busy our family and clan need us and we have to chose the right decisions"
kiri " that not fair to y/n or anyone else"
Jake " kids we all know you are upset but we are sorry, we had to do what was best and look now you sister has lived a amazing life as human she one of us" kiri and Lo'ak looked at you and knew that you had face bullying for being te freak child of toruk makto.
y/n " wait so you are leaving me behind here all on my own"
Jake " you will not be alone you will have norm and spider alomg with everyone else, they will take care of you"
y/n " I want to be with you and mom along with my siblings... please dad don't leave me like this don't leave everyone else like this"
Jake " enough y/n"
y/n " I'm your daughter we are sully we stick together that what you told us"
neytiri " chid respect your father"
y/n " mom and dad I do respect you all but you can't just leave us like that it unfair ...."
Jake " I said enough and I mean it young lady you are almost an adult it time you learn to take care of yourself, and learn to be an independent adult and not some spoiled brat .... you selfishness is now effecting your siblings as they will refuse to leave and soon enough the rest of the clan will follow"
y/n " dad ..."
Jake " no you will listen here right now young lady .... this is what bets for the clan I know you are upset and mad but what is done is done., I don't wish for this but I most happen for the good of the family and good of the clan ... we will be apart of months or weeks but we will soon be together again"
y/n " yes sir I'm sorry"
neytiri " look we know you are asking alot form you right now, but you most do what best for the people and they will see you as one of us"
y/n " yes ma'am"
Jake " I will tell norm and the others as well but we need you all to act mature on this matter, no harm will come to any of you I know that and I think it will be for the best ... it will help you grow into a young women and help everyone else as well . hey maybe in time the rda will leave and we can all come home and be a family again"
y/n " ......."
Jake " look you can me mad at me all you want but I need you to do this for the family, I need you to be mature right now and take this for the family"
y/n " yes sir I understand" the rest of the family dinner was silent you didn't eat that much as you felt sick to your stomach, later on after the meal you headed home with your parents. No words had been spoken as you are coming to terms with everything.
Norm " hey welcome home kid and hey Jake and neytiri welcome back, came to make sure y/n made it home safe"
Jake " yes we want to make sure our daughter was okay"
norm " that sweet well we have some of the stuff already pack we don't know about everything else yet, we mights have to hide it if we can't take it"
Jake " umm norm I need to speak with you and the rest it important"
norm " sure dude no one has done to bed yet so we have some time to talk"
Jake " thank you" soon everyone had gather for the meeting as everyone was looking at Jake.
Jake " look everyone I know I made the announcement that we will be leaving but I have some sad news to share with you all, so please listen to me"
max " okay Jake what the matter"
Jake " the clan will be leaving in a couple days"
spider " we know mr sully and we are coming up with ways for us to make it out there"
Jake " no I'm sorry to say this but none of you will be coming with us, it will not be good for the clan"
norm " what"
Jake " you all will have to stay here you can't come with us"
Scientist " that rda is hunting us down"
neytiri " they are hunting down the clan children lives are in endanger if we stay, we most leave and seek uturu elsewhere"
Scientist 2 " we are apart of the clan"
neytiri" you are apart of nothing just friends and the former people of my mate"
max " what about the children y/n and spider they will come with you, right you will not leave you daughter and the kdis best friend here"
y/n " ......"
spider " mr and mrs sully I and y/n are coming as well"
Jake " ......"
spider " oh" spider knew he will not be coming as neytiri and most of the clan hated him for being human and his father as well, he knew some of the clan dislike you as well and you are not that close to neytiri as well.
Jake " the children will have to stay as well they are not navy like the other and don't have an avatar body"
norm " then we can make one for them it will be easy"
Jake " no we can't we don't have enough time for that we most leave before the rda comes"
max " how are they supposed to deal with this they are children"
Jake " they will understand and me mature about it they are about to become adults, they know what has to be done and pull their weight"
Scientist 4 " speaking of the rda we help you fight them we all turn down the offer to betray you all, and have been marked as traitors if we are caught it over for us ... think about y/n and spider they are innocent and teens"
Jake " it will be okay"
Scientist " coming from the one who will not bed here she your daughter you will leave her for the rda and anything else out here to hurt here"
Jake " enough it my decision I'm the reason you all are still allowed near the village, okay what I say is finally nothing can change my mind"
norm " not even the words of you own daughter know her she fought you on this right she know it wrong, you can't just leave her like this or spider what will happen to them"
neytiri " they will learn and adapt ... it for the best you humans are being selfish think about the children of the clan think about my kids"
max " we are thinking about your kids one of them is here"
neytiri " I'm done talking none of you are coming until future notice" neytiri soon stormed away saying nothing else as she left she didn't, even say goodnight to you at all.
Jake " look we will be leaving in a couple of days I will try my best to ask for you all to come with us, but it might be weeks and months until then ..... I know you all will be okay and will make it through this"
norm " ......."
Jake " look we all most do what best for the clan and I'm making the decisions I need to keep my family and clan safe I hope you all will understand some day, when you walk in my footsteps I will tell everyone in the clan later I will see you all later ... I most go be with my wife and children" Jake soon left heading home not even looking back you soon felt tears rushing down your face, it seems like you were not their children.
norm " don't let them get you kiddo you have us"
y/n " thanks uncle norm"
spider " we are going to need each other for what going to come" no one went to bed that night happy, and for the next couple days there was tension between humans and navi. As some of the navi hated the idea of leaving their human allies here to fight against rda alone, while big amount thought the humans were selfish on trying to change Jake mind about his decision. That the end of the day there was not changing what had bene done the humans were staying and everyone else was leaving of the clan. None of your siblings and tarsem wish to leave you, and that you blamed by the clan and your parents.
y/n " we will not see each other for a every long time" you are with your sibling and tarsem that day they were levaing.
tuk " I'm going to miss you big sister"
y/n " I'm going to miss you as well honey but we will still be sisters"
kiri " take care we will make sure you join us soon we will not forget you"
y/n " I know but I wish for you guess to live you best lives for me"
spider " me as well I want you all to still have fun and tell me all about it when we see each other again"
lo'ak " you all be well as well"
neteyam " yes take care"
tarsem " life will not be the same without any of you and it sad not that many are saying goodbye"
mo'at " they have made their decision and this might effect many future relationships, I have left some stuff for you all to survive on there were any other stuff left as well by other of the clan"
y/n " thank you grandmother"
tuk " where is mama and daddy ar they going to say goodbye to you and everyone else"
y/n " it okay tuk they are both busy"
lo'ak " to busy to say goodbye to their daughter"
y/n:" it okay"
Jake " everyone hurry up we are leaving" you soon hugged everyone goodbye one last time, there were no more goodbye from the rest of the clan or your parents but you learned to accept it.
later that night
max " these plans will work fine if anything bad happens"
norm " yes"
y/n " it seems like everyone has found something to do for the evening"
spider " it better then walking around here acting all hurt about everything that happened"
y/n " maybe tomorrow we can go find all the stuff that was left behind as we are going to need it"
norm " I'm proud of you y/n acting mature and helping everyone around, even your spider taking command of stuff and helping you two will to great stuff when you are older" soon an alarm had gone off getting everyone attention.
y/n " come on lets go see what the matter"
spider " on it" soon you and spider had gone outside to see what was the matter when you heard something moving.
y/n " come out and state your business of my friend here will show you his still with arrow and bow"
????? "it me y/n I mean no harm" you soon saw tarsem, tsu'tey, and avroke standing there.
norm " what are you three doing here"
y/n " please don't tell me something bad happen to the clan"
tarsem " no we came here to be with you all we count leave you all like this"
spider " wow"
tsu'tey " we are here to help you are all going to need it"
avroke " we are going to make sure nothing bad happens, you all have given up enough and now we wish to pay you all back for everything that happened"
norm " well we can talk about this more in the morning there was some tents you all can us" everyone else had walked away expect you and tarsem.
y/n " thank you for coming back but anytime you feel like leave you can I understand, I want you to leave your best life"
tarsem " I will never leave as I'm already living my best life" you soon smile towards tarsem and soon walked off with him after the others. Your heart was still broken about everything that happened between your family and the clan. Things will never be the same ever again between child and parents, and navi and humans. Some relationships will be fixed and while other relationship will stayed damages forever. Now you were walking down your own path and only time will tell what is on this path for you and what will become of you in the future along with milestones you will archive as well. The great mother was watching over you and you were hoping that life will bless you well.
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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 | brock purdy x fem!reader
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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | Brock lost a game. His girlfriend shows her disappointment and punishes him for it
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut, pre-established relationship, use of Y/N, edging, orgasm denial, crying, sub!brock, mean!dom!reader, ruined orgasm, swearing, short
I'm using this as a freebie. I'm still mad about the Super Bowl
Another point to the opposing team within the last few moments of the game. They had lost horribly. Brock and the rest of the 49ers left the field shortly after the loud alarms and the cheers and screams of the opposing team and their fans started. Brock had his head hung low and he was searching for his girlfriend immediately.
Brock really did not want to bother with any of those post-game interviews or the pictures or really anything. When he had to go and actually deal with them, he made sure to keep his answers short and bland so that the people would stop talking to him. It worked. He was able to go home shortly afterwards.
Brocks girlfriend had already made her way home to go and wait for him since she knew that he was likely not in the mood to talk to her immediately. He would take some alone time after the game, which would be the car ride home. When he walked into the house, of course Y/N immediately went to his side and hugged him. Even though later that night she planned on being absolutely mean to him, she knew he just wanted a bit of comfort for now.
Brock dropped his head into the crook of her neck and just hugged her. Y/N ran her hands up and down his back to calm him down. He relaxed under her comforting touch and sighed deeply.
"I dont know what happened today," Brock whispered to her. Y/N frowned and then pulled away from him.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, you played great tonight."
"I still lost."
"Brock, stop it." She touched his cheek softly. He subconsciously leaned into her touch. For the next little while, they just kind of sat together and talked. Y/N brought him a snack and a drink so that he had some extra energy, but he just wanted to be with her. '
Later that night, they went to bed. Usually after a game, they would have celebratory sex if the 49ers won. If they lost, usually it would either be just soft sad sex or angry sex. For tonight, it was angry. Brock was laying on the bed, looking up at his girlfriend with glossy eyes. He could not even think anymore. They had spent the past fifteen minutes just making out. Y/N had kissed his neck and jaw to the point where there was no way he would be able to cover up the hickeys. His lips were swollen up from their kissing. He looked flawless.
Y/N had tugged off his pants and his breath hitched. His boxers went off as well, yet she was still fully clothed. Brock reached over for her so that he could unclothe her as well, but she smacked his hand away.
"Ow-"
"You don't get to see anything tonight. It's your punishment for losing." Y/N put her hand on his lower stomach, her index finger moving along his happy trail, making some of the short hairs move out of their usual spots.
Brock groaned in frustration from her denial. He kept his hands to himself though and just stuck to watching her hands on his body. That was enough for him for now. Her fingers wrapped around his cock unexpectedly. Usually she would tease him a little bit more, but apparently not tonight. His hips bucked up into her hand. Her other hand moved to push down his hips and pin them to the bed. He let out a whine groan that just showed how badly he needed her.
She stroked him slowly, too slow for him. His chest was heaving, his abs were rolling. He wanted to be able to at least just fuck up into her hand, but she was making it impossible. Eventually her pace sped up a bit and he let out a sigh of relief. She wasn't too fond of that and that was when she knew what she would spend the next few hours doing.
The second Brock was even beginning to near his orgasm, her pace doubled in speed. His eyes widened and he choked out a moan.
"Wait- Y/N- I'm gonna cum-" Brock gasped out his words between moans and grunts. She knew though. The moment she felt his cock twitch in her hands, she pulled away. "No! Fuck you-" He nearly wailed as his orgasm was ripped away. His head fell aside and he held back tears. Y/N smiled.
"You didn't win the game. Why should you get to cum?" She touched his jaw and he looked up at her with watery eyes. She almost gave in. Almost.
Her fingers wrapped around him again and continued to stroke him. As last time, she brought him right up to his orgasm, but then she pulled away. He groaned out in frustration and screwed his eyes shut.
Hours went on like that. His cock was rock hard and just leaking pre cum uncontrollably. He had stopped holding back the tears long before and had let them fall. He didn't have a choice anyways. His mind had been turned to mush.
Eventually, Y/N started to feel bad. She started feeling bad when all she had to do was touch the side of his cock which usually wasn't even super sensitive and he started sobbing. She sighed.
"You can cum this time, baby." Y/N whispered and Brocks eyes snapped open, looking up at her as if he had just won the lottery. She smiled at his reaction and then started stroking him again. Brocks head fell back and he bucked his hips up into her hand.
She stuck to her promise. She let him cum. Not properly though. As the first spurt of cum left his tip, she pulled her hand away. His hips bucked up pathetically into the air and he choked on his moan. Y/N held onto the back of his head and made him look down at his cock. She made him watch as it twitched sadly and weak strings of cum left his tip, coating his thighs and abdomen.
It took a few minutes for him to calm back down. His cock softened and then Y/N laid down beside him, arms wrapped around him. Brocks heart was beating faster than usual still.
"You're a very mean woman." Brock muttered against her hair. She shrugged.
"I know."
"I'll get you back one day. You know that, right?" Brock promised more to himself. Y/N scoffed at the confidence in his voice.
"Oh, of course, baby." She said sarcastically. Brock grumbled something under his breath and then closed his eyes, holding his girlfriend as close as humanly possible before he let himself fall asleep. Y/N was up a while longer, just thinking. Would he really stick to that?
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Aesthetic Emotions and the Catharsis of Tragedy
How I feel after watching Jimin's Production Diary - The Truth Untold.
Why do we feel so drawn to emotional outpouring of others?
Why does the suffering and pain of artists make 'meaningful' art'?
I'm going to tell you why I think Face is a Greek Tragedy and why, even though the album is a complete and perfect story, we still needed Letter.
You know how sometimes you just need a good cry? And afterwards you feel better, like a weight has lifted... that's catharsis.
Based on the philosophy of the ancient greek philosopers Aristotle and Plato, the catharsis offered by tragedy in art is good for your soul.
The tragedy I'm talking about is not like a natural disaster. Its not like an unfathomably sad real life situation such as war, or the failure of the referendum for The Voice to pass in Australia.
I'm talking about Tragedy as a literary and artistic genre.
Simply put, Tragedy as a genre is identified by pathos and passion. And the work must have a narrative structure - a beginning, a middle, and an end.
Pathos being the ability to identify with and pity a person going through hard times.
Passion referring to strong emotion (of any sort).
But how do we find the equivalent of that literary theory in work that's not a typical story? In a song, or in art?
In my opinion, we can see something similar in music if we combine literary theory and art theory. After all, what is a song but a story delivered with emotion through music, and experienced as art is?
There's a school of art theory called Aesthetic Emotionalism.
In a nutshell, this means that the VALUE of the artwork comes from the way it communicates or expresses emotion. Mood, colour, tone, language all contribute to the feelings we get when we experience that work, whether it's looking at a picture or listening to music. They help us pick up on the emotions the artist is conveying.
So what happens when you experience those emotions through art? What is catharsis?
The experience of tragic events in art, whether it's a heart-rending drama, or a beautiful sad song, or a dark and menacing painting, can give you access to emotions like fear, pity, and regret. Feeling those emotions through art lets you purge the heaviness of them from your mind and body, giving you a sense of relief. That's catharsis.
It seems counter-intuitive but ultimately the experience is uplifting. It's like having the benefits of a therapy session, but without having to face YOUR OWN demons.
Becuase of the narrative structure, and the resolution of conflict, there's always relief at the end of the story.
You feel cleansed of those strong emotions, reengergised and ready to go on. But you also feel a sense of calm understanding. The pathos part of the tragedy gives you insight into the suffering of the character in the story.
Think about the narrative structure of the album Face.
The album has a carefully planned narrative, and a sense of rising and falling energy with these songs that's strongly reminiscent of the structure of a Hero's Journey.
And think about the individual songs in terms of Aesthetic Emotionalism too ...how they convey emotions through tone, pace, language, colour etc.
I'm going to go ahead and say that the strength of the Aesthetic Emotionalism in these songs (and in BTS's music in general) is a major reason they have such impact even when you dont understand the lyrics.
Now let's combine them... look at the emotions conveyed in these songs and how the literary theory of a tragedy might apply to the album :
The first song is the slow and devastating Face Off, with its hypnotic rhythm and strange, discomforting sound effects. It reallly does transport us into a dreamlike/nightmare landscape. But the last few words of the song foreshadow that it's gonna be alright.
Then we have the surreal, melancholy Dive, drawing us further into this dystopian world. It also uses sound effects to make us feel like we are being pulled through time. Dive is reminiscent of a soundtrack from a video, but it's been separated from it's film reel, leaving the listener to guess and imagine the scenes unfolding. It feels like jimin has come untethered from his reality.
Like Crazy comes like rising action in a novel, and we get character development, a bit of plot information, and conflict. But the song itself is a viby dance track with a party atmosphere (if you don't look too closely) so we get a reprieve from the darkness of Face Off and Dive. Its hypnotic beat is enough to keep us locked in the surreal dreamlike world that's been built around us by the previous songs, and the lyrics echo that.
Alone takes us back down into the darkness of Jimin's state of mind, both lyrically and with its low tones and slow pace. We get the metronome, the marking of slow time.
Set Me Free has a totally different energy. Jimin's tone of of voice is much brighter, but hard and determined. Set Me Free isnt a request, it's a demand. The music is forceful. It's like a battle march. The story has reached its climax.
Returning to Like Crazy (English version) after Set Me Free, is like returning to a gentle refrain. Its so much softer and more plaintive than the demanding Set Me Free, echoing the earlier melody and words, but it hits sightly different in English. We are into the denouement of this story, the resolution has come.
But it's not the end.
It is not the end, because after a few minutes of silence, time to breathe, we get Letter.
Why is letter here?
Jimin could have released Letter on Weverse or Soundcloud or directly onto Spotify. But he chose to include it at the end of the album.
I feel this is so important, because the specific set of circumstances of this album means this Tragedy we've just experienced isn't entirely consistent with the literary genre.
FACE ticks all the boxes for a Tragedy in the literary sense, it has pathos and passion and narrative structure. If you were a casual listener and you got to the end of the album you would have a sense of catharsis, as intended. But there's a complication.
ARMY aren't casual listeners.
This is personal.
We know Park Jimin, the real person.
We know this isn't fiction. This shit is real. It was real for him when he wrote it and it's real for us now.
Achieving catharsis isn't that easy when it's personal. Not when the hurt is real.
That's why he gave us letter.
That's why he gave it ONLY TO US.
Letter is a soft sweet gift, a sentimental dedication full of reminiscences that only ARMY will understand. The melody is gentle, like a lullaby, and Jungkook's backup vocals are enough to make you weep, if you aren't weeping already.
(**I have a theory that jk either didn't know about letter or didn't know Jimin was going to ask him to sing. See this post for why)
Letter does exactly what it's meant to - it fills us with warmth. It makes us overflow with love. It's a soothing balm to heal our hearts.
And its everything we need in order to let go of those heavy feelings of fear and pity, of worry and sadness for Jimin that the album brought to the fore.
Jimin knew we would need more. That's why he he sent us letter, right at the very end.
"I'm sorry. Thank you," It says.
"Don't cry. It's gonna be alright."
#park jimin#jeon jungguk#jikook#jimin face#park jimin face#park jimin letter#letter for army#pathos#plato#tragedy#aesthetic emotion#art theory#literary theory#bts#bts Jimin
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I love you
Five Hargreaves x F! Reader
Cute little fluff 🤍
*not edited!*
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Five and y/n were cuddling while watching 'Twilight New moon' It then comes to the scene were Bella Falls into a depression when Edward leaves for her safety and Five hugged y/n tighter.
Whenever this scene would come up him and y/n would always have flashbacks to when he left and was in the apocalypse. He was scared he was going to lose y/n all over again . Y/n is only person he loves. Yes Five loves his family and Dolores but he LOVES y/n. Being alone for years is the unimaginable but for Five, it was a cruel memory.
Y/n told him not to try to time travel because she doesn't know what the future holds and she doesn't want to lose him. Of course five didn't listen to y/n or his 'father' and you know where that got him.
When y/n went to the Hargreaves mansion she knocked on the door expecting five to answer like usual, but it was Vanya with puffy red eyes. Obviously y/n was worried so she asked her what happened and that's when she was told the worst news of her life. Then she became Bella Swan.
The love of her life was gone. And what made it worse is that she didn’t even knew that he did it.
As he saw what happened to Bella he couldn't help but think of what y/n felt, and with that a tear left his eye.
"Five what's wrong?"
"I just can't believe of how you could still be with me, after everything I did you're still here with me. Why dont you hate me? Why didn't you forget about me? Why didn’t you leave me ....."he said as more tears fell onto his cheek.
"Of course I'm still here with you. Yes I did hate you for being hardheaded, but that was the past. There just some stupid sad memories but I can never leave you. After all those years without you we're here together again.. " y/n said with a few tears leaving her eyes.
"And yea it was painful with you not being here to hug me, make me coffee and without you to help me with math" she said with a small laugh trying to lighten up the mood.
"But look, you came back. You're here with me and I'm here with you. I'm not leaving, because I'm not going to throw away all the memories we spent together just to replace them with someone els because I love you Five Hargreaves"
When y/n finished her sad but heartfelt speech with “I love you” both y/n and five where shocked because neither of them haven't said it to each other. Five looked at y/n with lust filled eyes and pulled her into a kiss. This wasn't a short cute kiss, it was fill with passion,and it was euphoric.
"I love you too y/n l/n"
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Totally Random...
🏹BOTW🏰 question:
What is your favorite activity to do in 🦉Rito Village🦅?
I could watch, listen, WHATEVER to those little Rito's sing all day long....THEY'RE JUST TOO CUTE! (And that one Rito who was like "I DONT WANT TO SING!" big mood, big mood....)
Okay, okay, okay, sorry I'm laughing as I write this.... but the one side quest where you help the guy get an apple for his wife since they are on their honeymoon!!!!!! And I think he did something wrong and is trying to make up for it. I don't know, for some reason I found that hilarious....like yes, take this apple as my sincerest apology.
AS. SOON. AS. I. HEARD. THE. MUSIC. I. WANTED. TO. START. DANCING. I. LOVE. THE. THEME.
To be quite honest, I was super happy that you could buy the entire armor set. Unlike the Zora Armor where you had to go find the helmet. I had to look up where to find it. Yes. Big sad.
Talk about the armor. ITS. SO. FLUFFY. I. WANT. IT. ESPECIALLY. THE. EAR. PIECE.
Y'all, I still have to shield surf down the Hebra Mountains. Sigh......
OKAY EVEN THOUGH IT ISN'T IN RITO VILLAGE, THOSE ANNOYING AHSKLPAKSDHKAAKAAA LYNEL IN THE SNOW!!!!!!!!!! Got me every single time.
This may be a difference in opinions, but I actually enjoyed the 3 or 4 Labyrinth mazes. The only one I couldnt stand was when I was trying to get the teleportation device and I couldn't find the secret entrance AT ALL. But then I looked it up and then proceeded to slam my face into my switch because my brain cell count was down to one that day.
Anyways, have a fantastic day guys!
(all credit to the original artist. nothing is mine. nothing. one more time. nothing. is. mine.)
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dreams come true | yuta
"soulmate or not. i don't shoot blanks." — ny
[ part of the my bloody valentine collection ]
tw. gore, blood, murder, death, killings, mentions of illegal organ trafficking, violence, mentions of stalking, minor character deaths, weapons (a knife and a gun), almost (??) suggestive content but nothing happened
disc. this is rlly fucked up and yuta is unredeemable. i dont condone such acts. this is all a work of fiction and meant to entertain.
wc. 5k
every time you sleep, the void is sickening. it was all you could see, lightyears and lightyears away of pitch black that made your head dizzy and your stomach dry heave. you've always wondered when you'll start dreaming about your soulmate's memories. they were like little secrets, another way for two people to be intimate without even being together. their days were flashing before their soulmate's eyes in the form of a dream. it's as if you spent the day with them!
you loved it, the whole concept of it. it sounded so wholesome and sweet and jesus fucking christ, you've always been such a hopeless romantic.
it was sweet until it turned sour. you loved it until you hated it. it was romantic until it turned downright terrifying.
you wake up covered in cold sweat, panting and gasping as if you've run a whole marathon.
moonlight seeps through your glass window, slightly left ajar for the midnight breeze to pass through – you walk up to it, pull it shut, and draw your thick curtains together. you exhaled, breath shaking as you tried to anchor yourself back to the ground.
with the only source of your light disappearing, darkness envelops you whole. for once, you craved the void. you want that void back if it meant never seeing something like that again – something straight out of your worst nightmare.
"119, what's your emergency?"
"uhm, i think… i think i just witnessed a massacre."
you reiterate everything you saw in the dream – the mahogany door, paint chipping off the drywalls. the doorknob was rusty, so were the hinges, and it made an ominous creak when pushed open. the light switches on, the first you see was a bunch of dirty ice coolers in what should've been the living room, it wasn't even the slightest bit organized. they were everywhere, and the floor looked grimy and disgusting, like there's a stain they can't seem to scrub off. only when your soulmate has stalked closer did you see the labels haphazardly taped on top of the ice coolers.
kidneys. livers. lungs. pancreas. intestines – you nearly vomited on the floor, trying to relay everything you saw to the operator on the other end of the call.
then came the gruesome parts.
their deaths.
they were five people in total. men clad in cheap t-shirts and pants, wearing all these similar leather jackets. some were well-built, ripped in the arms and thighs, but some were skinny, the jackets hanging on their small frames.
they never stood a chance against him.
your soulmate is agile, quick on his feet with outstanding eye-hand coordination. only equipped with a butcher's knife, but it was all he needed to take them down and send them knocking on inferno's gates. he was skilled, knowing when to pounce and where to slash his knife to maim but never to kill. by the time your soulmate was through with them, everything is bloody red. all the victims' eyes widened as they sputtered and choked on their blood – not dead, but dying...
because your soulmate wasn't done yet.
a killer should have a modus operandi, should they not? so he took out a desert eagle, stood before the bleeding bodies, and shot two bullets straight into their eyes. the finishing touch? carving a frown on their faces with his butcher's knife.
the operator only told you one thing after she's made you describe the place for them to track the crime scene down.
"double-check all your windows and doors."
because you couldn't be too sure, not when you have been granted a front seat to the sad face slayer's most recent endeavors.
the detective eyes you with a certain pity. maybe that's why you don't bother meeting his eyes. you sit still on a chair, camera blinking red behind him, the interrogation room is freezing even with the thick jacket you're wearing.
seven billion people in the world and you're soulmate's a ruthless serial killer who took it upon himself to purge the world of evildoers – he was playing god, no wonder the detective is looking at you like that.
"uhh…" he's awkward, fidgeting in his seat. "and you saw this all in a dream?"
"yes."
you've known him only minutes ago. mark lee was his name and he seems to be a subordinate of a higher, more experienced detective named kim doyoung. you don't know whether to feel offended or not for having a doe-eyed newbie taking care of the case, but you pushed it at the back of your mind, knowing his superior is watching on the other side of the two-way mirror.
"did you have, like, other past instances where you dreamt of him? of what he…" mark looked like he was going to throw up. "what he does to his other victims?"
you shook your head. no. "i've mostly just heard of him on the news. i don't think i have the stomach to find out in-depth what the killer does."
mark takes out a folder, features walking the fine white line between looking apologetic or wanting to say me too. "i'm, uhh, really sorry to hear that."
there's a sudden pregnant silence encapsulating the interrogation room. it felt like you were mourning for something, the chains of dread dragging your heart to the ground as it pounded against your ribcage. mark looked like he wanted to say something, but you swore his eyes darted towards the camera in the corner and decided otherwise.
"anyway…" he trails. flipping the folder open in one swift motion. "past sightings have given us the sad face slayer's name."
he slaps down a picture of a man, his hair raven and a permanent scowl etched on his face. the quality was shitty. it looked like it was a screenshot taken from zoomed-in cctv footage.
"nakamoto yuta, twenty-five, japanese, and has slipped one too many times past authorities that at this point, it's practically a talent."
and just like that, it made sense why you're here.
your lips pursed in contemplation, palms quaking as your fingers reach forward to inspect your soulmate's picture. "and… you want to use my soulmate connection –" you glowered. never had a sentence sounded so fucking cursed and utterly wrong. "– to catch him?"
mark can't look you in the eye. "yes. he's very elusive. his killings have been happening cross-country and, as you can see, have garnered national media attention. the police are hanging by a thread here. a month in his case and all we got is his MO, name, and that he has this weird god complex on him. if we can't catch him by the end of next month…" he shrugs. "the feds are going to interfere, sooner or later."
"so…" you trail, urging him to continue.
"so, we need as much information about him as we can get and your dreams about him will be able to provide that."
fucking great.
the much newer revelations of precisely who it was on the other end of the soulmate connection put a significant damper on your mood. you'd like to think your new little cop buddy who follows you around gives you the least bit sense of security, but alas, it doesn't. not when you've seen first hand how yuta took down five men all at once without breaking a fucking sweat – you absolutely refuse to call him your soulmate, you'd never accept a person with his nature as a soulmate.
you try to hide the bracelet mark handed you last two weeks ago, during your time spent in the precinct's interrogation room.
"please have this on you at all times until we catch him, okay? this is for extra measures, just in case something happens to the cop assigned to guard you. just press the little button here and we'll be there before you can even finish shouting 'help!' – hey, i was just kidding! what's with the face?"
considering you're now probably being hunted alive for snitching on a serial killer? mark lee, that was not funny at all.
"do you have to get inside the lecture with me?" you whine, shielding your face with your hair when you notice people shooting glances at the rather handsome cop they assigned to you. "it's not like he'll attack in broad daylight! and in a fucking classroom, for that matter."
jaehyun looks just about ready to hurl you out the window. "lower down your voice," he scolds. "serial killers don't pick a time and place, sweetheart. he kills when necessary and if it's fucking necessary to murder everyone in that classroom to get to you? he'll do it in a fucking heartbeat."
you sigh when the chair next to you screeches against the floor, the aforementioned male taking his seat right next to you. jaehyun felt more like a babysitter than a cop, who seems to have a habit of constantly inputting his not-even-needed opinions on the most superficial things.
are witness protection protocols like this?
it was a good thing that overgrown bat doesn't come hanging around in your apartment, but he does have the police car parked right across the building's entrance. judging by how meticulous and thorough he seems to be, he won't miss any face that comes in and out of the building.
you didn't forget exactly why you're under witness protection. for the cops to waste one good officer to follow you around, you needed to be valuable and being valuable meant sleeping through nightmare-induced dreams of what your soulmate does for a living. the scenes are so gruesome, so graphic and utterly gory, that you dart towards the bathroom first thing after waking up in cold sweat, draining all of dinner down the toilet bowl.
after dreaming of him in action a few times, you've now completely understood what detective lee had said regarding yuta's god complex. it was unsightly, yet there was a twisted sense of heroism to it. if there's one thing, he only gutted the bad guys – but that didn't make nakamoto yuta any less of a bad guy, himself.
i need to ask you a favor [sent 2:05am]
JJH: what? [received 2:10am]
often the nightmares were too much. too much that you thought of escaping its horrors by never getting a wink of sleep ever again – until you realized you're a witness and is probably the only chance for the seoul police department to catch that bastard.
buy me sleeping pills? [read 2:08am]
when you peep out of the window, you find an empty spot across the road where jaehyun usually parks the police car. twenty minutes later, you answer the knocking on your door. he used that little "code" he did for you to know it was him. jaehyun was glowering and muttering about how he wasn't some errand boy when he shoved the plastic bottle in your hand yet, you still thanked him nonetheless.
the pills worked like a charm. you managed to stay asleep throughout the whole night, ceasing those episodes of yours where you jolt awake in the middle of dreaming about the sad face slayer's memories.
life continued for you. it became a little bearable, but that didn't mean the horrific murders you see in your dreams are something you can get used to – you don't think you'll ever get used to the sight of him slashing his victims, the blood trickling like a goddamned waterfall.
today the dreams were different. anticlimactic, per se, if you compare it to the violence so utterly present in his memories.
the first you see were black gates, then it shifted to him ordering coffee in a café (amazing what a simple black mask can hide). it switched to him walking on a sidewalk, then he arrives at his destination, an apartment building – it wasn't too rundown, nor was it extravagant.
the serial killer takes the elevator and walks up to a mahogany door –
your room number is a blaring sight.
you couldn't be wrong, not when the 506 with the missing zero in the middle was a sight you saw every day, going and coming home from university.
that was your front door.
he was at your front door.
you jolt awake, ignoring the icky feel of sweat making your clothes cling onto your skin. ice creeps up your spine and freezes you over when you notice with a sinking realization.
those black gates are from the university you attended. that café is your favorite study nook. and that sidewalk is a route you take every day.
you clamp your hands on your mouth as tears roll down your cheeks in rivulets. you pull the comforters up above your head, fear gripping onto you with a vice-like grip as you sob.
it was in the dead of night, moonlight grazing the confines of your room and hours away from dusk. you finally utter those three words in a frightened whisper.
"he's stalking me."
as if having the overgrown bat jaehyun following and annoying you around wasn't enough, you now have another person keeping watch over you. mark lee, unlike jaehyun, may not be as ripped with muscle, but you heard from your cop buddy that the young detective has a few black belts under him. people at the precinct said that if they have to choose one person who can ever come close to the sad face slayer's agility, mark lee's your guy.
"you gotta be shitting me," you mutter, leaning close to jaehyun to whisper like high school girls talking about gossip. "he doesn't look the type!"
jaehyun, in turn, plays along and copies you. "yeah, true. he gets that a lot, i think,"
"guys, i'm literally in the back seat. i can hear everything."
the change hadn't been too drastic. at least mark was there when jaehyun proved to be difficult, pulling him towards the other way when the older male tried waltzing into your class again. "you don't need to sit next to her in her class! are you serious? there's one exit and entrance and we're on the fifth floor. breaking into that classroom will be the end of nakamoto's serial killer career!"
you shoot mark an appreciative smile, one he quickly returned before hauling jaehyun around the hallway. "we'll just be at the canteen, okay? press the 'lil button on your bracelet and we'll be right there!"
shaking your head with a slight smile on your face, you entered the classroom, sat in your usual spot, and did some of your readings from our other class to kill time. you hardly hear the screech of the chair next to you as it was pulled back. not like you cared much for whoever sat down next to you, but you can't deny there's that feeling of missing jaehyun when he used to force his way into the lecture.
"settle down! settle down, people!"
the professor enters and the class begins.
you were meticulous with your note-taking system. it's thorough, leaving no room for information to slip you. having already printed hard copies of the powerpoint presentation and simply jotting down some extra key points mentioned by your professor.
you were just about to raise your hand for a question when you feel something warm graze past your arm. you absentmindedly look down.
the breath is sucked right out of your lungs.
hi, soulmate
there, scribbled with an ominous red crayon on a small piece of paper. it was almost laughable how innocent it looked but when you follow the ring-clad hand, up the black hoodie he's wearing, and finally to his face—
"hi! i'm yuta."
his cheshire smile spikes up your heartbeat. it makes you want to throw up, makes you want to slam your head against the desk. the fight or flight hormone you have is making you restless, eyes pinned on the serial killer sitting next to you, scared that if you avert your gaze, he's going to take out that desert eagle and shoot you until your skull caves in and the bullets in his magazine empties.
"but judging by your reaction, i don't think introductions are needed, hm?" his tone is easy, conversational even and it shoots a freezing jolt of fear right up your spine. it makes you sweat profusely because you don't fucking know what to do, your thoughts in complete and utter disarray.
"just press the little button here and we'll be there before you can even finish shouting 'help!' – hey, i was just kidding! what's with the face?" you swallow, sneakily pressing the button without breaking eye contact with the serial killer sitting in front of you.
"look upfront. now." yuta orders and you nearly snap your neck as you turn your head with lightning speed.
"i thought i was above the soulmate rules, but here we are. my soul is either too tainted or too great to be tied to such trivial things, but oh well, we learn to work with what we have. surprisingly, i learned to like dreaming about how your day went."
you feel something sharp poking at your thigh and when you look down, he has a silver butterfly knife pointed against you. the precision of the angle he held it with doesn't slip your notice. one slice of that knife, no matter how small, and he'll be spilling your guts in this classroom.
a fat tear rolls down your face.
"can you imagine how much my heart broke when i learned you were spying on me? leaking information to that snobby detective? to those incompetent cops? bad baby, that was very bad of you."
"yuta—"
"you think the cops can save you from me?"
his other hand comes in contact with the nape of your neck, holding your head in place as he leaned down to invade your space. he scoffs, and you can picture that terrifying cheshire grin you've seen one too many times in your dreams.
the knife digs through your coat, the tip hardly poking your skin only because he doesn't want to drive it into you yet. how did he even manage to get inside the university? not to mention the weapons he possessed? shouldn't anyone be suspicious when they see a man dressed in all black, clad in jeans and a hoodie, into a university—
he even dressed the part. with that hood drawn up and carrying that one notebook, he looked fairly normal. someone who can easily blend in with the crowd.
you eye your professor, willing him to look at you but your soulmate is having none of that. you squirm when he drives the knife further, at the base of your stomach. with his other hand, he twirls a lock of hair around his finger. "now, now, soulmate. you don't want half the people here to get hurt, do you? unless... that can easily be arranged—"
"no!" you whisper, head jerking to the side to look at him humming in satisfaction. damn. out of all the faces he's seen contorted with fear, yours is his absolute favorite. with those pleading, glassy eyes and parted lips, yuta is tenting in his sweats.
"thought so," he chuckles. "let's get up. we're leaving. that old crook doesn't care if students just up and went in the middle of his lecture."
you don't want to think about how he even knew that because it implied attending the lectures a good amount of times. it's with sinking realization that jaehyun was right. if it weren't for him insisting to sit next to you, nakamoto yuta would've long gotten you in his claws.
you tried gathering your things until he purred into your ear.
"ah, ah, ah. you wouldn't be needing those with where we're going."
the hallways were empty, not that you had much time to scream for help when he had a knife pointed up your back, shoving you into the fire escape stairs. within the tranquil confines of the staircases, the sad face slayer couldn't fucking care less for your personal space.
he disgusts you greatly, he needn't do anything but stand there in front of you but you can already smell the long blood trail from his path. it reeks of rotting flesh and that infuriating god complex he had left a sour aftertaste.
"you know, i genuinely wanted to get to know you," yuta pouts, shaking the hoodie off his head. his hair raven, it's ends kissing the nape of his neck. he looked like he came right out of a shounen manga but the bloodlust in his eyes is something that can never be masked. "i detested the soulmate connection at first, i thought i should just kill you off because you could be my loose end."
his humorless smile is enough to give you nightmares.
"but seeing how sweetly normal and untainted you are made me hold back," the butterfly knife appears before your line of sight, yuta teasingly dragging the tip right down your cheek to trace your tears. "so, why did you snitch, baby?"
you shiver when he noses the side of your neck, inhaling your scent as his other hand hooks underneath your top, freezing fingers making you jolt. when you don't reply, his patience starts to dwindle. then again, he was never a patient man.
"answer me, you bitch. why did you rat me out?" gone is the playful lilt in his voice. the vibrations surge through you as his deep, demanding voice scares you shitless.
you feel, hear, and smell him everywhere. this wasn't like any nightmare. this is real, and you won't magically wake up on your bed, sighing in relief, knowing he isn't there, that it was all just in your head. no, this was very much real and there's absolutely no escape.
"i didn't," your voice cracks. "i didn't mean to—"
"bullshit!" he yells. you wail in pain when he slams you against the wall, head aching as it came in contact with concrete. "because of you betraying me, i nearly fucking got caught, and i never get caught!"
you were full out sobbing at this point, noisy and unsightly as the snot mixes with your tears. your only hope now is he gives you a quick, painless death and that he doesn't carve and mutilate your face like what he always does to his other poor victims. "i'm sorry! please... i'm so sorry. i was scared—"
he coos mockingly, tilting his head to the side as he inched his face closer. "aw, scared? my sweet little soulmate was scared?" he places the blade flat against your neck. as humiliating and degrading as it was, you almost peed on your clothes. "how about now? i'm sure as hell that you're fucking terrified for your useless life right now."
you cringe when his hand abandons the expanse of your stomach, no longer inching higher, finding its purchase on the hair sitting at the crown of your head. he holds you in place like that, forcing your head parallel against the wall, with his whole body pressing up to you that it's nearly suffocating.
"just one quick little slice," he taunts. you hiccuped when you feel the feathery light scrape of the blade moving against your skin. "you won't even have time to scream… but i'm sure we don't want that, do we?"
you forgot how to speak. forgot how to breathe. whenever your mind wanders, you've always thought about how you'll give this killer a piece of your mind, with the amount of fear and sorrow he inflicts upon other people. but you guess realities were a lot more different than expectations. the yuta you dreamed of meeting is in handcuffs, but fate is a fickle little thing.
"do we?" he repeats, slicing ever so slightly at your skin. enough to draw blood in droplets, never a waterfall.
"n – no."
he smiles. "you can make it up to me. do you want to make it up to me?"
the butterfly knife digs even further. a warning. and if you value your useless life, you should be smart enough to know what to answer. drawing a shaky breath, you tried forcing the ends of your lips up to a smile. "of course, yuta."
your voice breaks as your sobbing grips your body whole. the fear consuming your entire being like a parasite consuming the host. you would've shut down altogether if it weren't for the calloused hands gently gripping your face. "i know, i know. i see how regretful you are, baby. don't worry, i won't hurt you. you'll make it up to me."
anyone would be fucking stupid if you believe those words coming from a serial killer.
in your wrecked state, you barely register that he's pushing you down to your knees. skin coming in contact with the freezing linoleum floor as you refuse to look at what his hands are doing. yuta has pocketed his knife. the sound of a belt unbuckling in itself added insult to injury.
you stare blankly at his shoes as he shoves his bottoms down enough for his cock to show. if you squint hard enough, you'll see tiny splatters of blood in the shoelaces. whether or not he feels you're unresponsive, he doesn't show. maybe he doesn't care entirely. he takes one of your hands and used it to wrap around himself. he gasps, sharp, followed by a hiss.
you feel it throbbing and it strengthens the disgust you feel. no way you're going to give him the satisfaction of eye contact when you're already forced to blow this psycho.
"eyes up."
you sniffled, vulnerability present in the tone you speak. "i don't want to. please, don't make me."
if words alone aren't enough for you to follow orders, maybe you'll feel more motivated if held at gunpoint. it's unmistakable, the infamous desert eagle you've only seen in your nightmares. the last thing you ever expected is to be on the side where the bullet comes out.
the barrel is freezing as he digs it into the crown of your head. "soulmate or not. i don't shoot blanks."
your eyes looked up then. glaring as the tears rolled down your face. "you're a monster," you mutter under your breath. where you got the confidence to fight back is unknown.
"i've heard that before, be more creative next time," he holds your hair tight in one grip, shoving you forward, eye-level to his throbbing dick. "now… suck, baby."
"freeze!"
you knew that voice, you've been hearing it for the last two weeks. "jaehyun–!"
yuta cuts you off, shoving the gun into your mouth. the safety clicking off resonating in the tranquil room. it's deafening, and it makes you immobile.
"hands up. step away from the civilian." whether or not mark is nervous as he points the gun at the serial killer, he's doing a damn good job of hiding it.
yuta sighs, exasperated as he throws his head back. his raised arms came down to tuck himself back in his jeans, and the action made jaehyun's calm exterior crack. "i said, hands up, asshole!"
"chill out, motherfucker. i'm just trying to wear my pants." the serial killer hisses, glaring at jaehyun over his shoulder.
"mark, call back up already. what are you doing?" jaehyun mutters, side-eyeing the young detective whose gun shakes as he holds it up. the taller cop takes a step forward, eyes never leaving the notorious killer as he addresses you curtly. "(name), come here."
just as you plant your palms to the ground to push yourself up, one of yuta's hands shoves you down quick as lightning. "no. she stays here, with me."
jaehyun scowls, takes another step forward. "and what makes you think i'm going to let that happen?"
"i don't think. i know."
there's a constant ring in your ear as the gunshot temporarily renders you deaf. you've shut your eyes in utter fright, hands shooting up to cover your ears but it was too late. you refuse to open your eyes, you didn't want to see a dead body lying before you, even if it belonged to a heartless serial killer.
but when your eyes fluttered open, it's not yuta bleeding out on the ground.
"no, this can't be – jaehyun!"
it was a bullet straight to the head, no one could've survived a shot like that. his eyes are empty as he stares at you, unblinking, stoic. the color is yet to drown away from his milky complexion. but you can't even manipulate yourself into thinking that jaehyun's still alive. not when his eyes are empty, not when he just looks so lifeless.
it couldn't have been yuta who pulled the trigger.
his weapons were on the ground and the shot rang too fast. the sad face slayer couldn't have crouched down for his gun to shoot the cop, it would've taken too much time. and among the three men, there's only another person holding a weapon, and that was –
"great shot, mark."
the detective smiles, but with the blood splattered on his face, it looked cold. "told ya i've been practicing."
yuta hauls you up by the arms, addicted to how frail your body feels as it collapses against him. he's finally got his little soulmate in his arms. and he will never, ever let you go.
the cops lost – you've lost.
yuta, with a sense of victory coursing through his veins, took the liberty of trailing little pecks down your neck as he mutters, "mine, mine, mine!" but you couldn't care less about his display of mocked affection. not when the other person meant to protect you, turned out to be everything you think he wasn't.
mark must've felt the gravity of your stare as he crouches before jaehyun's bleeding body. grabbing the fallen cop's gun, he took it upon himself to empty the magazine. the lopsided grin he sends you broke your resolve more than yuta ever could.
"i'm sorry. it's nothing personal."
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How would they react if you ask them to dance?
Freddy :
"Heck yeah !"
Freddy is one of the only slasher that is musically cultured. He can spot good hard rock from a mile away. He is a rock and roll fan to the end. Just, put on any hard rock song and you will see his eyes literally sparkle in delight. He would dance with you until the end of the night. Literally.
" Come on darling, let me turn your world upside down !"
He would pretend having a guitar in his hands and laugh while shaking his head up and down with the rhythm. In rare moments, he would actually forget where he is and start singing with the lyrics.
"~She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry..."
Surprisingly, Freddy has a great voice and, when given the opportunity, will make the slashers enjoy a live concert of his. In those moments, not even Pennywise dares make fun of Freddy. Freddy understands your love for old music, and god, does he got the moves ! You swear that when he is dancing, you forget all about who he is and who you are. If you weren't dancing before, you certainly are now. 😂
Surprisingly enough, Arthur would not join right away. He would first see you dance and enjoy himself watching you having fun with the other slashers. But once he is sure that nobody will judge him ? He will join and dance to his heart content. Many people have ways to express themselves, hobbies that help them de-stress..But unfortunately for the slashers, that hobby was mostly killing people. You try to make them see that they can do the same in many different ways. Joker, however, is a very special case, because he actually tried to escape with dance and jokes..People destroyed his dreams. Now, you have to help him get back his hope and the dreams he lost. The first step to do that ? Make him remember what he loved, before becoming the Joker.
" Why do you want to make me believe in something that is gone ?"
" Because I believe in you, Arthur."
He waited for someone to actually believe in him for so long that he can't help but cry at your words. He would then take you for a dance and make you laugh for the rest of the night. He doesn't mind you old-fashioned taste, as he prefers old songs as well, especially the catchy ones.
" Dance ?! Dancing ! Yesss !"
Penny screams while throwing his hands in the air. He loves dancing. It was the only thing he had when he was alone and penniless. He was dancing in the street in his old clown costume, hoping for some generous souls to find him entertaining. However, when he became Penny, his dance became the last thread of his old life he hanged on to. It may have been a way to lure his victims in as well, but it was also much more for Penny. He loves dancing. He is also very good at it, being a very flexible person with a great creativity. His dance may look childish at first, but it's only because he never got the proper training. You asked the hospital to give him some lessons, but unfortunately, they didn't want the dance teacher to become dinner. This is how you had gotten the idea of Friday's dancing nights. It allows the bond between the slashers to strengthen and for Penny to learn more about what he loves.
" Penny dances ! Penny is so happy !"
Well, just make sure he has the dance floor to himself, as you wouldn't want any of the slashers to receive a slap or a kick on accident..He doesn't really care about the music, as long as he can dance on it.
Dance ? What is dance ? When he sees you and the other slashers dance, it makes him think of those teenagers at Crystal lake. He is not too fond of dancing. He will however stare at you and sometimes, even nod his head up and down with the music if he likes it. But, if you try to make him dance with the others ? He will freeze. He is not used to dancing and never cared enough to learn. For a long time, it had only been his mother and him, therefore he hasn't had the chance to make friends or open up enough to dance at parties. He likes watching though. Most of the time, he will stay with Five or Michael, the only ones to understand his predicament. Plus, he doesn't know or understand most of the songs you're playing. He tried to ask you what they meant, but most of the words you used to answer him only made him more confused. Love ? Hope ? Loss ? He doesn't understand them. However, he does understand grief and sorrow. Those are feeling he can relate with as he felt them when he lost his father. When a sad song comes in, he will pay more attention and feel a tug in his chest.
" My boy. You have to live your life as you intended. Don't let anyone tell you what you should or shouldn't feel. One day, the ones who bullied you and called you names will see how amazing you truly are."
The words of his father echo in his head as he listens to the music. He has nearly forgotten about his face, but his voice is still with him, advising him wherever he goes. He just never took the time to listen to him until now. He always thought that his mother was everything he needed, that she was the only one who loved him, but maybe was he wrong after all ? Maybe other people could accept him ?
*internal panic*
He knows how to dance, that's not the problem. It's just that it's been so long that he's afraid he's gotten a bit rusty. This is why you will most likely find him hidden in a corner, watching over you all. At this point, he is more likely to play the role of the quiet big brother who is making sure none of his siblings accidently hurt themselves or have too much to drink. However, if you really insist, he will try to enter the game and make a few tentative steps on the dance floor. But, dont expect too much of him. He is embarrassed enough as it is. However, he will help in the kitchen if you need to bake something of prepare some snacks for the slashers. Another thing to know about Michael, is that unlike Jason that doesn't mind raising his mask a little to eat or drink, Michael will prefer to wait until everybody is gone or asleep before letting himself do the same. He is very keen on his mask and doesn't want anyone to see him without it. So, maybe prepare a little space away from prying eyes for him to have intimacy ? As for the music, he doesn't mind. Everything is fine with him.
Unlike Penny, Pennywise is not that much of a dancer. Penny is a dancing clown, Pennywise is a grouchy clown. He would rather be sarcastic all evening than partaking in the fun. However, something that he is good at is inflating balloons. He will help organize the party and will try to entertain Penny as much as he can. Pennywise may not be a dancing clown, but he cares about Penny. Penny is the closest to family he has left, and even though he would never admit it, he would do anything for him. He is protective of him and if it meant making Penny happy ? He wouldn't mind playing the clown for a night.
" Stop looking at me like that. I'm not gonna dance. You can't make me. Invite Penny instead. He's far more excited to make a fool of himself than me.."
He would reply when you invite him to dance. He doesn't care about the songs, as long as they don't have any curses in them. He loves cursing, but he doesn't want Penny to follow his example. He wants him to keep the little innocence he has left.
(couldn't find a gif with Five, so imagine it's Five in the second gif.)
He will not dance. Not even if you beg him. He will be happy if you leave him alone with the drinks. He will mostly stay with Michael and drown his bad mood in alcool and most likely complain.
"Goddammit. Can't we have decent whiskey in here ?!"
However, if you really insist and he has enough alcool in his system ? He may follow you and make some moves on the dance floor. Maybe.
" I swear you all suck. It seems I'll have to step up to level the game. It's not because I'm having fun or I like any of you, it's just because you bunch of idiots can't differentiate good dancing and monkey dancing."
Five got many classes on how to be the perfect spy while being trained. Let's say that there were some more enjoyable classes than others. He knows how to dance as a result and will steal the dancefloor when given the chance.
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Anonymous asked:
Hello! I like your blog and the little comments here and there makes me laugh at times hehe ^^ May I request headcanons for Vil, Leona, Mal, and Floyd reactions and what they'll do to reconcile w/ the reader after a very hearted argument to which Reader may have said "I hate you" before storming out. Would they wait for a bit? A few days or hours? Or would they be upfront with their apology immediately? Reader also apologizes at the end, crying slightly if that's okay. If you notice me, thanks!
°•°•𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞?•°•°•
HC's with: Leona, Vil, Floyd, and Malleus.
Note: Ofc, I was late yet again. Pls forgive me dear sir... And ofc tumblr hates me so it won't cooperate! Drafts got deleted 3 times.... so if it somehow becomes inconsistent... I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE! STONE ME GENTLY! anyways, i hope you enjoy this, actually no, I beg that you enjoy this?! Idk lololololololololol.
[𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚍? 𝙸𝚍𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚕]
°•°•°•𝙇𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙧 •°•°•°
“I HATE YOU!” with bits of tears in your eyes, you slammed the door shut behind you leaving Leona dumbfounded all by himself.
You hate him?You hate him!?!? Is that like for real??? He’ll scratch the back of his head in shame of pushing things too far to the point you were in tears.
But what can he do? His pride caught the best of him and he acted rash in the heat of the moment. This prideful lion just doesn’t know when to shut up smh.ಥ‿ಥ
He’ll try to remember when did everything started to go wrong, but he'll just get more and more guilty the more he thinks about it.
“Tchhhh... I messed up big time...”
It's not his style to give up easily, but his mind was set in a frenzy the moment he thinks about you leaving him.
A day without you started to become dull and boring the moment he grew fond of you. So it somehow became a habit of his to constantly seek you unconsciously. Whether it's a whiff of your scent, your voice ringing in the hallways, even the sound of your footsteps is something he could easily recognize.
But now that the two of you fought, this lion will find any way possible to avoid you seeing him.
Yeah... it will probably take a while for him to apologize...(꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)
But when the time does come, expect Leona to prepare a simple yet sincere apology.
“Oi herbivore... Sorry about the other day ok? I missed my pillow for a while now...I lose...”
Simple yet sincere :') The prideful arrogant lion somehow learned to apologize despite his ego way ahead of him. He can't stand the thought of loosing you ok? (｡•́︿•̀｡)
°•°•°•°•𝙑𝙞𝙡 𝙎𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙣𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙩•°•°•°•°•
“VIL STOP IT! I hate this! I hate everything! I hate you!” you quickly ran away to the door as vil stood in his spot stupefied.
You hate him? You hate the Vil Schoenheit himself?Then so be it...
Vil is basically pissed and angry™. Moreover, you had the guts and audacity to tell him you hate him. His pride was shattered in front of him. And he's not happy about that (꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)
Nope. Nah. Never. He's not apologizing anytime sooner now. He'll be waiting for that spicy well deserved apology you have for him...
He'll try his best to avoid you and give you the sassy cold shoulder treatment™. It will probably last for a few days or maybe a week. He has his pride y’know?
Not until he hears a muffled sob in the hallways and realized it was your voice. You looked visibly upset and sad as you cried your heart out, all alone in the empty hallways.
Oh no... What did he do? Was his nagging that bad? Did he take it too far with the makeovers? Guilt ate his soul away as he tried to sort out his thoughts with the clear image of your crying face embedded in his mind.
“Okay... Maybe I did take it a little too far...”
Making up his mind, Vil will try to make everything set for tomorrow and apologize to you to fix this feud you both have. ( ╹▽╹ )
When classes are over and the two of you finally get to be alone, Vil will try to straighten this misunderstanding now! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
“Hey Y/n I just want to tell you... I'm sorry.” “Vil I'm so sorry for the other day!-”
The both of you stared at each other with shock... Did the both of you just say sorry at the same time?
“Pfffttttt-” The both of you laugh from how hilarious this moment was. It felt as if the fight you had didn't happened at all. (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)
“Y/n I'm sorry... I took it too far with what I do without asking your opinion first...”
“Yeah... I'm sorry I lashed out at you too... That was petty...”
Vil will definitely make a million dollar once in a lifetime seen smile, so you better treasure this rare sight!!!(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
“No more fighting, okay? ”
•°•°•°•°•𝙁𝙡𝙤𝙮𝙙 𝙇𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝•°•°•°•°•°
“Floyd I hate you!” you slammed your way out of the table, running away from Floyd.
Angering Floyd was not the brightest Idea in the book. His infamous “bad moods” was not something anyone would like to experience. But somehow, he was really pushy and annoying today and you were fed up with it.
“Ahhhh~ Koebi-chan hates me now? what do I do?”
Thankfully, Floyd wasn’t really angry, though he was sad and heart broken that his favorite person said they hated him.(╥╭╮╥)
Floyd is an impulsive boi, so he might secretly follow you to see your face or something lol.
Ofc, Knowing Floyd, he’d definitely skip classes and skip his job at the Mostro Lounge due to his mood swings. Ofc, a certain octoboi wasn’t really happy with this.
Azul will probs tell Jade to help out his brother or something, lol Azul be secretly worrying for the two of you loooool.
However, with the help of Jade, the mushroom eel himself, he can guide his brother to make up with you!!!
Thank god mushroom eel is here to save the day! ( ´◡‿ゝ◡`)
A fight with Floyd won’t really last long. Because Floyd being Floyd, he’ll naturally come to you like nothing ever happened! That’s why you have to be patient and understanding when it comes to Floyd ok?
With the biggest hug from behind you. There was a cute eel boi that has come to ambush you with love!
“Shrimppy! Don’t avoid meeee! I miss you so much so hang out with me at the Mostro Lounge againnn!”
Floyd is not really good with his words nor his apologies. Though, his blunt and honest demeanor is definitely one of his charming points!!!! (☆▽☆)
“Shrimpy! I have some takoyaki with me! let’s share them together ok?!”
Ugh, Floyd is too cute... It would be a capital sin to not forgive him and decline his offer! Tsk I’m watching you, you better accept that apology!
•°•°•°•𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙪𝙨 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙖•°•°•°
“MALLEUS I HATE YOU!”
Shock. Pure shock. You hate him? The last thing Malleus wants is to hurt your feelings. In his eyes, humans are delicate and vulnerable beings, so he tries his best to protect you and treat you with utter delicacy. Yet it seems as if he failed to do that...
Just before you slam the door behind you and escape this fight, a hand grabs your wrist in attempts to stop you. Nonetheless you still make your way out, leaving Malleus standing there alone.
Malleus was deeply hurt and sorry for making you sad and angry. His heart was shattered with the thought of you leaving him, someone who made their way this close to his heart, someone he cherishes deeply.
But this fight wont really last long because Malmal would definitely try and apologize as quickly as possible!(ᓀ˵▾˵ᓂ)
Malleus is the soft type of person and I feel like he’d give up easily if it was you lol.(｡•́︿•̀｡)
Even if his apology was heard but not accepted, he’d gladly say his sorry no matter how much time and patience it will take, just for you to forgive him.༎ຶ‿༎ຶ
He’ll try to give you and Hour or two to clear your mind, then he’ll apologize!
Standing in front of your room, he’ll knock lightly at the door in front of him... No answer... So you’re still mad huh?
Leaning his forehead at the door, He’ll try to talk to you in hope for you to come out of your room. But nahhh, no signs of you leaving your room soo (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)
He’ll mutter apologies after another just in case you hear them :’D
“Y/n I’m sorry for hurting your feelings earlier... that was rash of me to say, so I truly apologize... I hope my feelings reach you.”
Hearing his voice, it would prolly sound as if he’s ready to cry any moment by now. You’d be a monster if you don’t forgive this fae cutie!!!(┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻
When you finally come out of the door to see him. I bet you he’s moment away from his tear dripping down. Ó╭╮Ò
“You’re not mad now right? Then is it fine to ask if we eat some ice cream later?”
You bet that Malleus would give you the biggest cheeriest grin in the entire world! oh the things you keep doing to him never surprises him. Pls dont leave this cinnamon roll or else-
That's it cuties! I need to sleep now- my classes are thriving, but I'm not!!!
God, school stuff are taking away my precious freedom and time for writing smh.
Oh god, I'm ranting again... What's new? AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Anyways, I need to woosh now and I hope you enjoyed this one!!!
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a/n: This is the first thing I'm posting so pls be nice. Enjoy x.
synopsis: you're feeling down all day but can't say why and your best friend Peter Parker tries to cheer you up.
You were in a mood, not quite angry but you were in a slump. You were sad but you couldnt figure out why exactly. Nothing particularly bad had happened to you in the last 24 hours but none the less you were in a mood.
You knew you could get away with being moody with your family, your friends and even your teachers. But Peter, you couldnt get anything past him. He was your best friend after all. Upon your greeting at school before first period he immediately knew something was up.
"We gonna talk about it?" He asked calmly, in a tone that made it seem as though he'd read your mind. "I have no idea what your talking about" you replied bluntly. "Fine, later then" he said with a chuckle. With a warm smile he left you and headed to his first class.
By second period you were together again, he asked once more if you were planning on talking about whatever was upsetting you but you again replied with a sharp "no" and he dropped it. Until, ofcourse, next period.
He was persistent, had to give him that. Though he was annoyingly determined to find out what was going on with you, you couldnt help but love your best friend even more for caring so much about you. At lunch he got you 3 of your favourite snacks from the vending machine and let you eat all his fries.
But you still wouldn't talk. "Your gonna have to tell me sooner or later, might aswell make it now" peter said with an inquisitive look on his face. "Its nothing really" you replied. "Your coming to mine tonight" peter changed the subject unexpectedly. "You folks are still out of town right?" He continued. "yes but-" you tried to speak but he cut you off "its settled your staying at mine". Before you could protest he had gone with your trays and the bell rung for class.
The end of the day rolled around and peter was waiting outside your classroom when the bell went. You tried to conceal the smile forming from seeing him, but failed. He wrapped his arms around you the moment you stepped out of the room and just held you for a minute. It felt like a lifetime.
Peter had this way of making you feel safe, without saying a word. You really loved him and you knew he love you too even if you were both too stubborn to admit it. Peter knew that you weren't ready to explain how you felt yet so he figured the best way for him to help you was to just be there for you.
He hugged you and was determined to not let go until you asked him too. After a few minutes the whole hallway had cleared of students and peter finally loosened his grip on you. You pulled back slightly still holding onto eachother, tears forming in your eyes. He held your face in his hands and said "it's okay, you dont have to be okay all the time y/n. Now let's go and get ice cream and watch cliche romcoms and cry at the stupid predictable endings".
You let out a small giggle as a tear rolled down your cheek. Peter's thumb gently wiping it away as you say "yeah, that sounds nice.
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is it hot in here, or is it just me?
pairing: daisuke kambe x reader
playlist: dirty dirty - charlotte cardin, so hot you're hurting my feelings - caroline polachek*, i touch myself - borns ( cover )
warnings: mentions of sex and dirty thoughts, fighting/violence, mentions of murder, the word slut ( towards reader ), daisuke being hot af ig
summary: while on an undercover mission you reunite with an old partner before things get 'frisky' and not in a good way.
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first full length balance unlimited fic! im actually quite proud of it even if the anime is postponed. I will continue to write for them 😌
feedback is welcome and appreciated! requests are open!
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The bar is more like a club, except for the fact there's no one so extremely intoxicated that they're acting a fool. No, it's actually quite prestigious for being underground. White and gold outline outline the area and it smells like expensive cigars and leather. Live jazz music plays in the background, setting the mood for the couples huddled together in love booths. It's nice, beyond nice— whose daddy paid for this?
In a red dress, you stir your gibson cocktail, awaiting the signal from your boss over the earpiece. It's already been an hour and there's been no sign of the suspect. Maybe you've been played. As time passes that seems more and more likely. At this point you were ready to turn in and call it a night. Places like this were no fun unless you had someone with you. And honestly, being alone in a place like this wasn't the most comfortable. There were eyes looking your way from singles and couples a like. Who knew there would be so many swingers.
There's a patterned knock at the door that makes you perk up and glance through your peripheral. The body guard looks through the slit in the door, moving to mention something about the password. The club was always tight on security, afterall. To get in you needed to prove you were coming with a member or waiting for someone who was one. The whole process is quite time consuming when you're faking your identity.
Finally, the door opens and you can see a tall man in a dark grey suit walk in. Curiously you turn your face to place your chin in the palm of your hand. Eyes travel up the figure before finally reaching the face of the mystery man. Not the suspect, but he's even better. A fond smile comes to your face at the realization of Daisuke Kambe. The name has a familiar taste on your tongue and it's honestly quite uplifting seeing such a 'friendly' face. He looks the same after three years and you wonder briefly if he's undercover too or if he has paid his way in. Daisuke was never frugal when it came to getting what he wants. Where he was lacking in words, he made up for it with expensive charm.
Oh how you had missed him.
Meeting his eyes, you raise both brows in question before turning away to down your drink. You push the glass to the bartender, holding a finger up before glancing over at daisuke, who sits in one of the booths across the room. He narrows his eyes at you in question, jutting his chin over to the bar before nodding to the door.
So he's on a mission afterall.
Your eyes shift to the door as well with a nod. He seems to understand well, but it's not a surprise after the time you worked together. It was a brief two years, but during it you learned to communicate in silence. His eyes told you much more than his mouth ever could. Now thinking of it, all the Kambes were better with actions than words.
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A few conversations have picked up after twenty more minutes of waiting. Perhaps if there wasn't another man in the area, the other's advances would have moved you. You weren't picky with your men, but you weren't one to settle for second place when first is still an option. Still, it kept you distracted for the time being. Besides, Daisuke looked was busy with a man himself.
You lean in, placing a hand on the chest of some patron with a giggle before the door opens once again. This time you're quick to look, seeing another man trail in. The static in your earpiece comes alive, the voice on the other side stating that it is in fact your target. The patron you were with turns his head as well and smiles before pardoning himself to shake the hand of the man. You briefly recall the suspects name: Vince Aiko.
Now the party was getting started. You wave them over, batting your eyes with a small smile. You don't miss the woman that walks in behind them, but she doesnt stop at the bar anyway. Instead, she heads over to the raven haired across the way. You resist the urge to follow her figure, instead keeping eyes on the two men and starting conversation.
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The goal was simple. Get the target alone and eliminate him. Usually you weren't one for death, but the police weren't helping in this case. The company you worked for took it into their own hands, given the okay. Even if it wasn't your task to kill him, someone else would. No jail time would follow as apart of the deal, so there were no repercussions against you for killing the scum. It's a win win.
The other man had gone to the restroom by now, leaving you alone with Vince. He smells lavish as well. It was clear he belonged here by the way his hair was combed back and how whitened his teeth were. He has money and it's not ruining out anytime soon.
It took you until he ordered a drink and didn't have to pay to realize he was the owner. The assumption that it was daddy's money grew stronger. He was outwardly trying to flex wealth he didn't even own. He wasn't trying to be subtle when he asked for the most expensive bottle or paid the band to play his favorite song. It was entertaining, yet disappointing. At least Daisuke spent the money without mentioning anything about it. At this point you just kinda wished the guy would shut up.
Placing a lingering touch on his shoulder, you lean in again. He smells like a new car. He places a hand on your upper thigh, quickly catching on to your advances.
"Why dont we go to the back."
It's not a question, it's a demand and it's exactly what you wanted. Right in the palm of your hands. With a giggle, you take his hand and stand while plucking the toothpick out of your glass and pulling the olive between your teeth smoothly. Walking past Daisuke and the woman at his booth, you wink.
The backroom looks like how it sounds. Behind another door and a pink curtains, you enter a red room. It has a single loveseat in the shape of a heart and there's champagne and wine on a side table. There's a dark blue light overhead that contrasts the rest of the room like a spotlight. There's no music except for the quiet hum behind the doors, but the further you go away from them the quieter they get. He takes your hand and pulls you to the loveseat.
"I'm can't say I'm surprised. My friend out there thought you were in to him, yet here we are... Is it the money that gets you going?"
His eyes trail over your figure and you understand what this room is for exclusively. You resist the urge to roll your eyes or push him off as his fingertips skim your arms and you play along.
"What can I say? Rich men are the sexiest."
You play with the collar of his suit, looking up at him through your lashes and parting your red lips. He stands up taller to glance down at you, trying to assert his dominance. It's sad knowing that's how he got off. He wants control and he wants you on your knees, the only other thing he could ask for at that point is for you to lick his dress shoes. It makes you sick.
His fingers stop at the thin strap on your dress, fiddling with it before starting to slide it down. You push him away and into the seat behind him. Taking a hold of his tie, you lean down to his ear to kiss underneath it.
"Why rush when I can give you a show."
He chuckles when you turn around and you roll your eyes. What an idiot. I almost want to laugh. You move your arms up, brushing your hair off your shoulders before reaching for the top of the zipper. Glancing at him with a smirk, you shake a finger and turn to face him. His fingers rake up his thighs, reaching out to touch you but you smack his hand away with a tsk.
"Lookie, no touchy."
You start to make a round behind the chair, fingers grazing his shoulders and pulling at the fabric. Once behind him and forcing his head forward you take out the earpiece and reach for your thigh. There's a gun there in the holster and a knife beside it, hidden by the red drapes. Thank god the for the slit. When rounding his other side you pull the firearm out and aim it at his temple, stabbing the knife into his thigh before he can jump up.
"Sit down, sicko. Don't try anything or I'll put a bullet through your skull."
You stick the earpiece into his ear, waiting for the receiving in to chime in.
"Who let you think a soundproof room was smart? It's like one of those double sided mirrors in here. Honestly, you're such an easy target."
His eyes glower at you like his expression alone will make you back down.
"You slut! I'm gonna kill yo-" He's cut off by the earpiece. They ask for information, stating that if he complys his life will be spared.
"I'm not stupid-"
"Beg to differ."
"-I know you'll just kill me anyway. I'm not telling you shit!"
The earpiece goes back off and you take it from his ear to listen to the other side. Two words is all you need to finish the assignment. Kill him.
"This could've been so much easier for you if you just listened. " You feign a pout, clicking the safety off. He struggles against the metal, rambling on about killing you and the company, finding you and blah blah blah. Having enough of his whines, you silence him with a quick pull of the trigger. You look down at the body on the floor and then at yourself, cleaning up quickly before leaving the room, making sure to step on his back in the process.
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There was maybe ten minutes before his bodyguards would notice he hasn't left the room. You go to make your leave, but not before stopping by Daisuke's booth. You stand a bit aways, watching him try to get information out of the girl before his eyes glance over to meet yours. A one-sided smirk creeps onto your face. He was never very shameless when it came to things he did and the way his eyes did a slow once over of your body was deliberate.
How you missed that look. It's the same bedroom eyes from the nights you spent together in the sheets. You start to wonder if the body under his shit looks the same and if his fingers still produced magic without even trying. Were his lips still as soft?
Now isn't the time for that. You narrows your eyes and go to slide into the booth beside the girl after you notice the disgusted look she gave you. Shame is her freshly manicured nails were to get messed up in a fight. Not that she was trying to pick one, but-
"Long time no see, Kambe."
Daisuke quirks a brow and gives you a warning look when the girl glances at him. You shrug, placing your head in your hand.
"You know her?"
"Of course he does! I miss the sex we shared every night."
He chokes on his drink, shaking his head. What has gotten into you? You're lucky he had finally gotten the break they needed in the case before you came over. Still, you were way out of line with that one.
"Y/N, this is Lily. Y/N was just kidding, we used to work together. "
When he scowls at you, it actually scares you because he means it. He could take you down with him if need be. He adjusts his suit jacket and clears his throat before continuing, "Thank you for your time, but I suppose i should get go-"
"Aiko's dead! Code red!"
Daisuke looks over with his tongue to his cheek as if to say you fucked up and you're not ever hearing the end of this if we get out alive. Honestly, he might just leave you behind if in sacrifice fkr the case. You shrug in innocence, already calling in help for an escape. Until then you'd have to fight them off. Apparently these dummies were smart enough to notice who Vince went in with and they are quick to lock eyes with you. And so did the rest of the club goers.
You make a move to get up, sliding out of the leather seat with hands in the air in surrender.
"Would you believe me if I said he did that himself?"
It starts with someone attempting to grab you before people go ducking under tables. All those grueling hours of training for really coming in handy now. You just barely miss the grabbing hands, taking the bottle of wine on the table and breaking it. Lily gasps at the shards, going to hide under the table as well and tugging on Daisuke to follow. You gesture the broken bottle about, thrusting it forward.
The men simply laugh and go for the kill. The bottle doesn't last long and you move away from the table for the fight.
Hell is broken loose and it isn't long before Daisuke resorts to joining the fight. It shouldn't surprise you, but it does. He punches one of the guys with a right hook, grabbing the collad of his shirt and throwinf him into another. For someone so weak looking, he sure was strong. It makws you swoon.
"I really do miss us, Daisuke. Just like old times."
He scoffs, continuing to fight beside you. He hates fighting and always has. He finds it undignified and perfers to just dodge and have them attack each other if he can't pay it off. But right now there was no room for negotiations.
"Now isn't the time to relive the past, y/n."
It stings, but you know it's true. Daisuke was the kind to get straight to the point. It's part of the reason he was so easy to work with. Suddenly, it makes you upset to realize that this was in the past.
You hear a car screech outside, trying to land one more punch on some bald guy before looking at the door. You tug at Daisuke's suit, practically dragging him towards the door before pulling out your gun and pointing it at the rest of the men standing. The hesitate. As much as they want to go after you, none of them want to die for it.
You push him to there door and nudge him to open it. There's a revved engine outside waiting for you, and apparently now another guest. He takes the hint, pushing the door open and taking the gun from your hands as you flee. There's one shot fired, but you know the victim won't die. He may seem heartless, but he wouldn't kill someone unlwss he had to. He knows when someone will save someone else and he knows what's in people's conscious. He had always been good at reading people when he cared enough to.
The night has turned from blue to black and you aren't sure when. It's suddenly too cold to wear the dress and it's starting to rain. This has really been one hellish night. The passenger waves you over from down the block in a hurry. There are sirens in the distance—they must've called the police to arrest everyone else involved. That's always how it went. They gave the company the ok to take the case and then come in to finish the job and take the credit because of the unsavory ways you deal with the suspects. If you weren't always in such a hurry and you didn't want to be arrested, you'd be pissed. With a huff you kick off your heels and run down the pavement with Daisuke hot on your trail. He didn't usually flee scenes like this, not anymore at least. He'd be lying if he didn't miss the rush of it. He'd be lying if he said he didn't miss the past life he lived.
When you get to the care, it starts to pour and Daisuke puts his suit jacket over your head and shoulders before pushing you into the backseat. Caring, yet impatient. His attitude makes you roll your eyes and shove him when he gets in.
The car pulls away just before the police arrive and it's quiet except for the low hum of some tape playing. The radio didn't work and the volume knob was stuck, so you'd have to strain your ears to actually listen. But it seems no one minds.
You take off the jacket, handing it back of to him and he puts a hand up to say you can keep it. He says something along the lines of, "It'll still be raining when you get out. Give it back later." Is he insinuating you'll meet again?
"Or I can give it back tomorrow morning, if you feel like staying over. "
The sudden bravery shocks you and apparently it takes him aback as well by the look on his face. His face drops back to deadpan almost as fast as it lifted and he scoffs, looking away and out the window.
"I really do miss you, Daisuke. In more ways than one," you say quietly, looking down at the jacket and running the fabric between your thumb and forefinger. He glances back over at you before dropping his gaze to your hand and with a sigh he places his over your own and squeezes. It's a conformation, a returned feeling, but of what exactly —you aren't sure.
It'd be enough for tonight.
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Supernatural 15x14 (Last Holiday) Thoughts
Ugh they really wanted to hit me with that "please forgive me" scene in the recap huh
This was just really funny to me, especially the way Sam says "it was in the 50s." Like the sass.
Please tell me they aren't going to use jack being in his room as an excuse to not really have him in the episode! I need to see him
Don't have to kill Amara too if Jack becomes new god, I'm just saying.
"Then we do what we gotta do" aw you gonna kill your girlfriend dean? (I just had to say that because that was the dumbest storyline)
"Dude, we fought the devil, I've killed Hitler, I think we can handle a few pipes" and sam's face after he says that is highly doubtful
Dean just pressing the button while Sam tries to tell him not to really just describes the whole show doesn't it?
Of course Dean would have Scooby doo boxers, like is anyone surprised?
"Language!" "That's it, I'm getting my gun" of course that would be his reaction
"But they were my boys. My family" "well that's very progressive" what is that even supposed to mean dean?
The sad look on her face when Dean says she can leave. I feel bad for her!
A mood
Abaddon did not actually kill all of the men of letters though? Sam and dean killed a bunch of them, though they were the british men of letters and not the ones she considers family. i don't know, just interesting to me.
Oh she's crying i feel so bad for her.
"What about jack?" love sam caring about his son
When jack showed up on screen, I literally squeeled his name and I just want you all to know how excited it made me.
He looks so sad dont hurt me like this
"She's making cookies, snickerdoodles. so if you want some..." i love how that's the first time Jack really looks at the door. Food is the only thing that can get this boys attention, huh? But then he just goes back to looking sad and it hurts me so much! Let this boy be happy!!!
"Do you think it's a good idea having her around?" "I mean we do have the son of satan living down the hall." true true but also dean, you were pretty hesitant about that.
Wow, they're becoming self aware. Who knew they were capable? But also, that's a bit hypocritical of you there Sam. Still love you though.
"Feels like Jack is hiding something." Please make that not true. i just want them to have a good relationship and be happy.
I love her so much for caring about Jack and trying to make him happy and making him a sandwhich like give Jack support please he needs it.
Okay but like those vampires weren't shown doing anything evil before sam and dean walked in so how do we know they were actually evil??? I'm not sure that not investigating is a good thing since it could lead to killing monsters that aren't actually doing anything wrong??? like are we going back to the early season mentality of just killing first? because i'm not a fan
Oh, she's doing christmas i love her. The decorations are so pretty
"Merry christmas!" Okay I never want this lady to go away. I'm sure it'll go bad and she'll be gone but i really do not want that. Her little dancing is great
"We are so keeping her" apparently neither does dean
Dean looks so happy and he's being so tolerable in this episode. I am shocked and confused
Just Sam's face, my god.
"Enjoy the world you're fighting for" someone needed so say it
Jack walks in and I get all excited and happy again, but ms. wood nympth seems to disagree by the tone of "this is jack?" please no but also his adorable wave makes me so happy. he's such a baby
"What are you?" Depressed, now leave him alone
"He's a millennial. Don't let that throw you. He's a good kid" i mean i still dont like dean but i love the supporting jack in this episode!!! But also jack is not a millennial? he's three years old. He was born in like 2017???
I love jacks smile when she gives him a smoothie but also am I the only one worried that the smoothies are poisoned? Like the writers don't let this child catch a break and with the way she was acting before I wouldn't be surprised.
Their faces when she tells Dean he can't have a smoothie and gives him tomato juice!!! I love it! Especially Sam and Jack's reactions
Why are sam and deans rooms so far apart? I mean like good for sam but why?
"Should i come or?" I love him he's so cute
How happy he is when he drinks his smoothie makes me so happy
Man she's gonna hurt jack isn't she? Please no.
"The only family I've ever really had is Sam, Dean, Cas, and... Mary" "Mary?" aw he looks sad again. poor baby
"Mary was Sam and Dean's mom and my um... she was a good friend." Wouldn't it have been great if he said grandmother? Also why didnt she asks about Cas?
"She sounds lovely. "She was but um i killed her." "Oh" lmao i can't just out of context that's just hilarious
"We all do things we regret, but life gives us second chances, and it is our obligation to hold onto them." Please don't let her hurt Jack! This is such a cute relationship so far. Let them be friends please I am begging. Jack needs more people to care about him
"Would you like another smoothie?" jack's fucking smile. I love him so much.
Jack looks so happy in this montage with his family!! Please spn i am begging you not to ruin this
Jack's halloween shirt is so cute! And I love that they're carving pumpkins! I wish Jack could have a Halloween where he went out and got to trick or treat with his dad's though.
I love sam smiling over at jack being happy but also don't let your three year old drink alcohol Sam like use some common sense dude
Sam has thor's hammer! I'm in love with this episode
I love that they had a birthday party for Sam! And Jack's adorable clapping makes me so happy!!!
To be continued with reblogs because Tumblr won't let me have more gifs.
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I'm Not Over You // Ben Hardy x Reader (Part 4)
A/N: I was on vacay for a while and I had a hard time thinking the plot through but this could work. If you want to be tagged, just ask me uwu
Summary (for the entire series Ofc) : You had always loved Ben ever since you two met in university and became the best of friends. That feeling went out like a candle flame when the two of you parted ways until he re-entered your life...but this time with someone who has already occupied his heart.
Word count: 2148
Tags: None
Warnings: Mentions of drinking. And some angst, yet again *sigh*
Part 3
Part 2
Part 1
Parallel to the nature of the grimace present on your face shrouded by the umbra of the umbrella, the thunderclouds become bleaker and unwelcoming, complimenting the harsh pour of the rain on the city. In your mind, it could just get worse.
You tighten your grasp on the stem of your umbrella, the pressure of your grip making the veins in your wrist visible. To think you were enthused to spill the news to him, only to end up feigning the real one because you couldn't bring yourself to accept what must be.
You know he loves you, he loves you so much. He tells you 24/7. But that love is purely limited to hugs, small arguments, spontaneous fits of laughter, gentle pats on the back and forehead kisses. Compared to the almost spiritual connection he has with his fiancee. You've known and been around him longer than you could remember and yet, you're always several steps behind.
Well how else does platonic love compare to something romantic and sexual?
You stop in your tracks just half way through the wet sidewalk and stare at your reflection on a puddle beneath you. The tears dripping from your cheeks making bigger ripples on the puddle in contrast to the ones made by the rain. You sniffle, wiping your eyes quickly with your sleeve.
You hear a faint ring from your pocket and pull out your phone, seeing Lucy's name flash on the screen. You swipe the answer button and go on walking along the moist pavements.
"Hey Luce!" You blurt to hide the cracks in your voice.
"Y/N! Where are you right now? I just got back from a photoshoot and I want to hang out with you!" She giggles through the line and you keep your eyes ahead.
"Well I'm walking back home-"
"In the rain? You could get sick!"
"Lucy, relax. I'm covered up."
She sighs in relief, chuckling at her little mistake. "Sorry there. But mind if I stop by at your place?"
You don't think twice before answering, feeling the need to have some company. "Of course. Hurry up, I'm almost home." You aren't though, you're a dozen blocks away from your destination but you kind of want her to be there just in time for you to...vent.
You hear an audible slam echo from the line, almost coming off as a car door slammed close. "I'm on the road, I'll see you, Y/N!" You hum in response, your mouth curving slightly to the side. "You too, Lucy. Drive safely."
She bids you adieu for the meantime and you pick up your pace along the streets, careful not to glide recklessly over moist surfaces. The rain is not going to lighten very soon, you're sure of it.
As soon as you step foot into your living room after drying off, you are welcomed by a laid-back version of Lucy seated on the couch with a can of Mountain Dew in hand. You chuckle softly at how mellow she's positioned during such a weather, even more so at her choice of beverage.
"You're late." She shakes her head at you, pretending to be upset.
You shrug out of your coat and drape it over your shoulder, trudging to her and crouching down to hug her. "I am so sorry I left almost too quickly last night though."
She pats your back, letting a 'tsk' slip past her lips. "You are lucky Gwilym was there to accompany me."
"Hmm, he's not mad at Joe and me, is he? " Pulling away, you joke a little to cheer yourself up.
"No," she takes a sip of her can and puts it on the table, "in fact he's furious." This could be a little enlightening, a chat with Lucy to shed a beam of light on your mood. You take a seat next to her and begin your conversation. It's not much except that it's full of what happened at her photoshoot, the promotions she is required to attend, a few people she's had a little beef with and apparently her planned getaway with Rami to France. The topic is almost unilateral but you always take genuine interest in everything she says. Notwithstanding the fact that she constantly groans at the mention of the situations she underwent, you both still take a laugh out of it.
It's Lucy, she's a fascinating person with a fascinating life. You sometimes even wish you had her glam and eye for fashion.
She moves a lock of her blonde hair away from her forehead and looks at you curiosly. "Okay enough about me, what went on with you this week?"
You shrug, in an attempt to recall anything at all. "Not much. New Year's was a blast and last night's party was another thing," you turn your glance to your shoes, a frail smirk ghosting on your lips, eventually turning into a hopeful beam as your acceptance into the medical school flashes in your mind, "and... I got accepted into the medical school I applied for."
Lucy's eyes snap wide open at the news. "Shut up," she grabs you by the shoulders and gapes at you with eyes sparkling like they just found a heap of treasure, "you applied for medical school?" The slight disbelief and utter amazement can never be any clearer in her voice.
You nod happily and without warning, Lucy pulls you in for a tight hug, squealing at your success. "Oh my god, that's amazing! When did you get the letter? Have you told anyone?"
"I was sent an email from the institution this morning and told my parents and Joe about it soon after."
Lucy shifts on the couch, sliding her hands over her lap. "Which medical school though?"
"It's outside the country."
"Have you told Ben? "
With her question still hanging in thin air, you pause for a while before turning your head to her, shaking it slowly.
"Why?"
You stand up and head for the kitchen to grab a glass of water, your action confusing Lucy. "Y/N, are you okay?" She asks and you return on cue with your glass in hand. You let out a soft exhale and descend onto the couch. "I just...dont want to make him worry."
"Worry and Ben aren't exactly two words that mingle well. Solely in the context of a great news such as your acceptance."
"Of course, but I don't know how long I'll be gone." You notice your voice dwindle down to a whisper with the cast of your gaze to the side. The look on your face is deciphered by Lucy who's somehow adept at reading expressions, the blank that is your face making it easier for her.
And she suddenly knows what those furrowed brows mean. "There's something you're not telling me, Y/N. Just say it. I mean...even if you don't say it, I already hinted at it." She slides a hand over yours and you slowly turn to her, your expression becoming mildly stark. Of course she'd have a guess and it's only fair that she knows, she could help you get over it.
Your lips part but quiver as you try to find the right words. "I love him."
Lucy's gentle hold turns into a light squeeze, an indication of her comforting you. Her lips curve into a tender yet sad smile as she draws you in close again.
No matter how hard you're trying to let the tears fall, it just doesn't. It hurts but your tears aren't present to highlight that churning burn. Against all the odds to have them resurface in your eyes, you dip your head onto her shoulder and just squeeze your eyes shut. You mumble languidly on how it was an impulse to lie about your acceptance to Ben after he had broken the news about his engagement to you and soon after you had the thought that he would slowly forget about you once he and Rosy marry, and that your friendship wouldn't matter in the long run. As the decision that it'd be best if you go without him knowing, thinking it would make it easier for you to move on.
Lucy clears your face of your hair strands, staring at this once hidden,broken side of you. "I'm so sorry. I know this might not change a thing but you must tell him. He would never forget you, you're like the first person on his mind when he needs someone to talk to."
"Rosy's his life-"
"Y/N, don't demote yourself to a third party. You're more than what she is in his life," a brief pause from Lucy followed by a heartwarming emphasis, "you're his soulmate."
That word always meant something different to you. It involved a deep,romantic relationship but with how Lucy uttered it, it now means something entirely new. But you can't bring yourself to believe it. It's not a concept that can suture the gaping cut left in you.
With the little emotional strength left in you, you smile, launching at her with another hug as a requital to her presence during a time as this.
"I know it hurts...but- bloody, that's what love does to everyone."
--- (Apparent time skip 👀)
Amidst the hectic schedule your job has burdened you with throughout another week, never once have you faltered in between. You've gotten tons of invites to get-togethers during your weekend from friends yet out of the fear of losing all concentration on your duties, you turned them down politely. The second week of a new year means a new batch of spine-cracking, workload for everyone with jobs.
You're doing all this to save up for med school and it's something you tend to prioritize first and foremost. And regarding med school, you are to leave a month before enrollment to ensure your documents are in tacked and get served first. Since a few days before first semester arrives, enrollees would be lining up from different backgrounds and classes would be heavily filled. You have weeks left before your departure...and still, you haven't told Ben the truth...or talked to him in days, at least. For all you know, he could be on a tour, at a conference, an awards ceremony that you don't know of- certainly not the Oscars since you've been told that it's scheduled on February. He's probably busy enough to have other things in mind.
You discard the distraction and go about your business in your work area, with the intention of letting it purposefully distract you.
Minutes close to your dismissal, one of your co-workers strut in to invite you to have a drink with them. You could do no more than turn her down politely but with regards to the strain you've put yourself in with work, she insists and demands that you don't hesitate.
"But-" You try to protest, only to fail as she cuts you off. "I beg of you. Just for tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Yes."
You lightly clap your hands on the desk, springing from your chair with your head lightly tilted to one side. You turn your head to the wall clock on your far left and bob your head. "Do we leave now?"
"Most certainly. Come on!"
You haven't sped out of the building that fast with your colleagues before, not that it's not the first time but it certainly feels like it with how relieved you feel to go out. You needed a distraction from your personal ordeal and you got it, in the form of a night out for a drink.
You hit the pub that's just right across the street for the sake of convenience, half expecting your night to turn out eventful. A light buzz from your pocket stops you halfway into the entrance and slightly indisposed, you fish your phone out from your pocket, holding up your index finger at one of your colleagues to take the message you've received. They stride in ahead of you as you read the message, a little surprised to know Joe's back in London in the favor of Lucy who had asked him to come back. He's asked you out for a dinner with his friend but you tell him you're out for a drink with your colleagues, to which he replies with, "Mind if we join you then?"
And of course, you invite him over. Traipsing through the near rayless place to find your friends, hilariously realizing you're walking to the beat of the music coming from the speakers, you do a double-take at the table to your near left, quickly covering your face and speeding away to continue your search as the sight of Ben with his mates and Rosy ruins the first half of your evening.
What a distraction from a distraction.
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I need to purchase some new albums including yellowcard's paper walls. I wish I purchased a copy back in high school but better late than never
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So I just got fired from my job at amazon and I hope I can either get rehired or a new job asap
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pb and marcy dont age. pb can modify her age by adjusting her biomass, and regularly replaces lost biomass by consuming candy people mass... this renders her unaging, frozen at physically and emotionally 18ish. marceline is stuck at that age too because shes a vampire. marcy is over 1000 and pb is about 830, born a while after the war. bmo is also ageless, old as heck, and stuck with the mind of a small child.
As much as I love to rewatch the episodes mortal folly, mortal recoil, and too young to complete the character arc I should've known. Also when I think about it, Finn is for lack of a better term, biologically and physically aging like normal people do whereas PB and Marcy continue to biologically age but there physical age, their outside appearance looks, as you put it at, "18ish..." . Thnx for clarifying also what episodes do they actually mention PB and Marcie's age?
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Current mood: Playing pokemon Ruby, currently underwater in the OG hoenn region, vibing to the underwater exploring track, hunting down team magma hypocritical asses on a lazy Sunday.
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I'm surprised that I actually had hope for Penny making it through this season especially after how ready she was to open the vault and self destruct thanks to the virus Watts put in her. I guess after they made Penny human to get rid of the virus and let her experience all these newfound human sensations, like the good feeling of a hug I had some hope that at the very least Penny would survive. No, instead penny dies by asking Jaune to deliver the final blow instead of heal her thus transferring the winter maiden powers to Winter. Still sad Penny had to die for the second time like wtf 🙁 .
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SHE'S MY NOONA
Chapter 21
The next day
Shin min ah's p.o.v
It is Valentine's day and every couple are having fun and those who have crushes confess well except for me who has no date. We were on some Valentine's concert in which BTS were performing that day.
I couldn't stop thinking of what happened yesterday. Was he really asking me out? Isn't that question too much for me to answer?Why would he even ask me such question? Can't he make his own decision! Arasso date her but why wasn't I able to answer. I should have just tell him to date.
It's just that look he gave me, how could i have agreed while I like him. I just sat there thinking not realizing Tae was sitting next to me just staring at me..I was so suprised "ooh you scared me!" I got started as he laughed "mianhaeyo."
Looking at him now suddenly reminded me of what he said yesterday that he doesn't regret loving me. It looked very awkward for me because the mood suddenly became uneasy. " so done with the...concert?" I asked lessening the awkwardness.
"Ne, so about yesterday?" He suddenly squeezed getting right beside me making me feel nervous. " ne..ne yesterday?" " Did you meet up wit..aniyo forget it." He said as he removed his phone.
I managed to get a glimpse just then I saw my picture as his wall paper. He took out his ear phones and wore then as he listened to his music then he gave me one of the ear phones to share.
The music were really nice and calm. The others didn't arrive yet so I decided to listen to music with Tae as we waited for the others.
End of p.o.v
Later
Tae's p.o.v
It was nice to listen to music together with her. I felt really calm and longing for it to last just then I realized she was asleep getting a hard time to rest her head till I decided to lean her on my shoulder, my heart was already pounding as I watched her face.
"Kyeopta." I found myself stroking her hair behind her ear. "But the more I keep seeing you makes my heart more greedy of you." I sadly sigh.
End of p.o.v
A/n p.o.v
3 mins later the other boys arrived only to find the two alone in their waiting room. Min ah was still asleep leaning on v' s shoulder as v just sat there sharing ear phones with Min ah.
"Wow you guys totally look like a couple." J hope who blurted without thinking. This action made Jungkook even more jealous his friends realized this with the way he moves his tongue in his mouth out of anger.
Taehyung did not care with the angry look Jungkook gave them "I came here first and she was waiting for you guys s..." before Tae even finished talking Jungkook hurriedly grabbed Min ah by force waking the confused her from sleep taking her outside.
"Yah! What's wrong with you, how can you just grab me like that from my sleep." Min ah complained not realizing the hurt look Jungkook had " does it matter? Yah did you even see yourself? Are you doing revenge to make me look bad?" He cried
" Yah what did i do?! You confuse me even more." Min ah complained " you slept on Tae's shoulder!" "Mwo!, ooh my did I drool?" She panicked "I must have over slept while listening to music with him" Min ah explained making Jungkook even more jealous.
" what!? Why are you complaining or are you jealous?" Min ah chuckled as Jungkook just denied " yah how can i be jealous? I just don't like you messing with my friends." He said seriously scaring me hurriedly left.
"I wish you were." Min ah muttered watching him disappear the corner. Just then her phone rang it was one of her friends Go ara "annyeong what's up Go." She cried "party? Where?" "At my house? Yah wae didn't you inform me!" "Mianhaeyo we wanted to do a Valentine's party with our husbands and..." Go ara muttered "and what?" "We were thinking if you are able to bring BTS here mmh?" "Yah are you crazy why would I bring them? They have alot of schedule." "Ne can't you just try? They might agree." " yah Go ara th..hello?." "She even hung up on me? Stupid!" She cried getting everyone's attention.
Shin min ah's p.o.v
Have they gone out of their minds? How can i invite them at my party. If uncle realizes he'd kill me and the director would fire me right?
I walked back and forth thinking not thinking I would bump into Blackpink. They all stared me with anger shooting glares towards me as i apologized mostly Jennie. "Yah you did it on purpose, you know how much i got hurt." Jennie cried " mianhaeyo." I bowed but that woman never listened " I really hate seeing you here, why don't you just quit it's not that hard unless you wanna be famous through connections." Jennie spoke " what are you saying? I'm not even interested." She then got close and spoke to me " then stay away from my Jung if you don't want problems." She spoke bumping me purposely as they left.
I sigh giving up on inviting the boys to my party " well I guess they won't accept." I said to myself " won't accept what?" I heard a voice behind me realizing it was Tae.
"Ooh Tae it was nothing actually." I lied but he didn't believe me "yah u know it's a lie just tell me what is It?" He sincerely asked ad I decided to ask him "that's it" he laughed " why are you laughing?" I felt offended "mianhaeyo actually, i just laughed how a small thing like that can confuse you " don't worry about it we'll come I'll tell the boys." He said " jinja! Kumaoh." I cried happily.
Later
At my apartment
My friends had arrived and they brought some of their friends too. The room was really well organized with balloon and disco ball and alot of drinks with music.
" guys are you sure about this?" " yah Min ah don't get so scared this is the night where you really show us who you love out of the seven. We later stayed with the guy's awaiting for the guy's to come but not yet till some of my friends friend left. "Yah Min ah are you sure they'll come?" " ne i'm sure but I really did invite them." Just then I got a text from Tae and it said they won't make it since they had somewhere to go.
" Mianhaeyo they won't make it." I said as my friends became sad " it's okay as long as i friend is here with us... Lars party!!" The party girl Go ara cried as we began having fun.
Later
There was a door bell. Someone had arrived as Shin hye decided to go open. To her suprise it was The boys what were?, why? I had many questions but I let them go. My friends were all excited they couldn't stop staring at them. "Suprise! Mianhaeyo we lied we wanted to do it as a suprise." Jin said hugging everyone as my fellow girls couldn't stop.
The guys were laughing at how my friends were crazy fans. " we also brought groceries and beer just in case." Namjoon handed them in the kitchen Shin hye still did not believe if it was real. "Yah shin hye snap." I tried to awake her.
I went at the front kitchen as I watched all the guy's have fun and laughing. It made me really happy but Jungkook seemed to have not want to talk to me, just then there was another knock and guess what I never expected it to be black pink they all came which made it me even mad. "Its Blackpink! Yobo this is the best valentines ever!" Go ara cried.
"Jennie you are here?" I asked as she just stared at me then they all smiled " Min ah! You don't mind us joining at your party, dont you?" She grinned which I hated it, it was my house and I could just throw anyone out but I didn't want to look bad perhaps we may be good friends.
I went back to continue dealing with the food. Why did they come and how did they even know? I got mad at her seeing her go sit with kook. I felt angry and pissed off. They were smiling at eachother making funny jokes as if they were a couple.
"Are you going to kill someone with that?" I heard Lee jong suk. I felt really embarrassed as I laughed nervously realizing I was holding a knife still cutting the cabbages into pieces. "Ooh mianhaeyo..." I laughed at myself "you should be careful." He cried but then he grew close and "yah it's not to late to confess instead of standing there being jealous." He cried, it was true i was jealous but not sure of myself if it was The right thing to do.
"Kumaoh but I'm not jealous." I cried as he laughed and making me want to run and avoid his questions.
End of p.o.v
Everyone was having fun Min ah's friends were couldn't get enough of BTS and Black pink while some of them would play games. Min ah was all alone now in the kitchen she needed help but her friends were too busy to help her. She wished any of the girls could help her
Just then Tae appeared "can i be of help?" He smiled as Min ah hurriedly pulled him so that they can make kimchi and other stuffs. Tae could only feel a bit nervous since they were working together.
"Tae? Uhm you think I'll make the right choice if i confess to kookie?" Min ah gathered her courage and ask nervously Had who felt a bit disappointed "or just forget it" she chuckled embarrassed. "What do you think?" Tae asked back realizing their hands touched as they squeezed kimchi together but she hurriedly removed leaving the two in an awkwardness.
"Mia..." "..do you want to taste?" Tae interrupted holding kimchi to feed Min ah who just laughed in a fun way. Jungkook who saw the two feeding eachother became mad. He did not like it since she was smiling at Tae in lovely way "Wow the two really make a great couple...right Rosé?" Jennie who saw it two played these trick trying to win over kookie.
But Jungkook just got mad and left outside banging the door with anger drawing everyone's attention. Min ah could see this reaction but did not understand why.
Later
The food was ready and everyone was in a circle sitted ready to eat except the Blackpink did not eat since they were on diet. Jungkook came back himself right after the dinner was served. He went to sit beside Min ah who felt a bit nervous.
"Hey I have an idea, why don't we play son byung ho where the loser drinks this mixed beer" J hope cried mixing drinks as Go ara agreed and so as the others.
So the game started "for those who haven't married fold your finger." "For those who have married fold." They played till they all remained some with two, three "ooh gosh why only few." Min ah was worried and Jungkook who sat by her noticed "I can't really drink all that." She muttered.
"If you are still a virgin fold." J hope cried as others laughed and complained. Jungkook felt embarrassed he knew he would be laughed since all his hyungs weren't new to this things.
He was suprised when Min ah and some others fold their fingers "yah isn't this fair?" Tae, Jungkook and Jennie had three fingers left except Min ah who had two left it was now Jennie's turn "if you are inlove with someone from this circle fold." She cried.
Min ah's p.o.v
Ooh no every one had three and above fingers to fold except one of the Black pink Lisa and I now Jennie had ask another question. I prayed not to be among me but I guess not. Everyone was in an awkward situation looking if or anyone who was inlove with someone from the group.
I decided to fold cause it was true and to my suprise kookie also fold followed by Tae, Rose Jin and Jennie herself fold. It took everyone by suprise wondering who it would be "yah Jennie how can the owner of the question fold isn't..." Lisa cried but got interrupted "can't I stay true to my question?" She cried.
My heart was beating like crazy and just thinking how I stayed close to him. It felt really comfortable but I wasn't able to touch him? I felt too sad for myself stealing glances was all I could do but why did he fold his finger saying that he likes someone already is it Jennie? So far she's the only girl I know close to Jungkook.
I then realized I had one finger left and it was the end of me. " Ooh it's Jungkook's time." Suga cried "arasso....if you...you ever had a drunken kiss before fold." Just then no one looked like was able to fold which left me and Jungkook himself. I looked up at him then remembered about It, I wondered why did he bring it up and it was my last finger which left me no choice.
I was really screaming from inside why mixed? " Min ah lost, now she has to drink all the alcohol." I had Rose cry as Jennie supported "yah we already know she's going to drink." I wanted to move an excuse when they all started cheering "drink it up!×5...."
It was sooner all later I grabbed the whole some jug containing the beer as my friends cheered " arasso...here goes nothing." I lifted it to drink but just then someone hurriedly took the jug " I'll drink it." He raised his hand " i'm going to drink on her behalf." Kookie said making my heart ponder , I was really happy i didn't believe what he said so as the others " Wow you are going to be her dark knight, that's cool." J hope and others commented.
"You don't have...." " yah I'll take care of it." He firmly looked at me as he then started chugging the beer without stopping till he finished "wow you really drank it all though I was hoping for Min ah." Namjoon cried as the boys teased eachother.
"Kumaoh." I smiled at him but he looked back and drank a sip of water. " wae?" Jennie's drunken voice suddenly filled up the room when everyone was drinking " wae did you become her dark night? Can't you become mine ....I thought you cared about me.?" Everyone just kept staring at the two also trying to calm Jennie.
"Jennie calm down you are drunk mmh?" Her friends tried to stop her cause she started cursing which made some laugh at her but Jungkook's reaction was not okay. "Yah you said you didn't like neither of us but aren't your actions abit confusing?" She cried it was true he once said he doesn't love me but his actions always confuses me.
So that night later Blackpink all left home because of their drunken selve their van came to pick them up.
End of p.o.v
Jungkook's p.o.v
We were cleaning up with my fellow boys after Black pink left. My hyungs couldn't stop singing to karaoke songs and dancing druknly with Min ah's friends but I realized Min ah was not there.
"Shin hye!, where is Min ah? Have you seen her?" Well no but I think I know where she always goes." She said....I decided to go to the upper floor of the roof, it was really beautiful. A garden with sparkly light around them on top of the city and there she was on the bench sitting alone.
She looked really beautiful and pretty it made my heart sudden flutter with excitement. I got close and decided to sit next to her which I scared her " ooh gosh you scared me." She laughs at herself " can i sit here for a moment.?" I asked as she just looked at me with her pretty eyes.
"Ne." She nods i then looked at her she was holding a white cat on her lap. The cat was really cute " kyeopta." I smiled at her meaning her " right she's cute!" She said holding the cat on the air. " do you want to hold him?" She asked providing me the cat.
I was really not into cats it was Jimin's thing but since Min ah gave me I wanted to do it " where did you get It?" I asked " ooh i picked it, it looked really lonely soaked in the rain i couldn't leave the poor thing." She said as she still smiled.
I couldn't help but laugh " it kind off reminds me of you, really pretty and innocent." I said to her as she then stared at me. " yah...what are you saying?" She laughed it off trying to ignore everything I talk about i really hated that.
End of p.o.v
Min ah felt very awkward, embarrassed and nervous at the same time but she couldn't help but blush. She knew maybe it wasn't right so she tried pushing him away. Min ah was about to leave when Jungkook held her hand.
" You...why do you keep pushing me away?" He asked " did I do anything wrong to you?" He asked
Min ah's p.o.v
His eyes were tearly and red as he spoke. " I don't get why you keep making a distance with me? Is it worth It?" He cried making my heart more sad wondering if he was drunk or not." It is but it's nothing."
" why do you pretend knowing the fact that...I...i love you." He cried making my heart explode. I looked back at him and he realized what he had just said " sarangae Min ah...I've been waiting for a long time to shout this words to you but I didn't have the cour..."
He was about to finish the sentence but I interrupted him by shyly giving him a light peck on his lips. He was really suprised not expecting that from me " nado sarangaeo." I simply said with my smile on my face which he smiled back pulling me for another kiss. I could feel the hot burning sensation of our lips meet as he extended the kiss deep as our tongue touched and interlocked feeling each others hot sweet breath.
It was really nice as his hands where touching my hair from behind. I felt really embarrassed after we ended our kiss there smiling sweetly to me.
" yah you are making me more embarrassed." I cried childishly as he also couldn't help but smile. " kyeopta." He said holding my hands and before I knew it i had started a relationship with my star.
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SHE'S MY NOONA
Chapter 19
Shin min ah's p.o.v
Eun woo walked me out after the crew both left. " Eun woo lets stop here i can walk home by myself." I said to him who kept resisting.
I just found myself not in the mood of smiling so i kept forcing myself. " aniyo i just want to be alone for now...i dont need anyone." I said to him who still didn't give up. Then he just grinned and chuckled " are you trying to avoid me? Did i do something wrong or is it because of him." He cried.
I was tired i just wanted to be alone but things kept being worse. " i need to be alone for now." I tried to avoid by leaving but still he forced me " because i love him!" I found myself shouting which broke Eun woo anger to pain.
" what are you saying...tell me you think it's a mistake...aah?" He kept crying " mianhaeyo it was too late for me to realize it earlier...but i discovered it today." I cried as tears flowed down my eyes.
"Do you think love is a game...I waited and bear everything that was on my path and now you...you love someone else." "What about you?how can you breakup your love for me didn't you know how it hurts if you do that? it's not that i don't love you but you've always been my friend but i don't think i can spend my life with someone's stolen love." I cried
I then decided to leave nor bearing to see him. That night I decided to take the bus where it was atleast comfortable when i saw two couples expressing their love to eachother which reminded me of Jungkook and i the day we were in the bus.
I was so jealous how i wished I was with him, did i break his heart aniyo "how can he just be happy and ask me to invite him to my wedding?!" I found myself shouting as the people in the bus stared at me with suprise " mianhaeyo." I bowed chuckling to my stupid self.
I soon dropped off and decided to stay out to my friends since i couldn't go back home just thinking of him.
.....
" yah!, are you crazy? How can you come here we were beginning something important." Go ara cried who opened the door." " Mianhaeyo Go ara i think I'm inlove." I cried my tears out.
End of p.o.v
Go ara opened the door only to find her friend Min ah crying and pouring her eyes out. Go ara and her husband Lee jong suk took her in and comforted her.
"Yah how come you never told me about you being close with bts." Go ara complained as his husband stoped her. " Mianhaeyo then I think you should confess." Jong suk adviced " ne I'll support you." Go ara cried " i can't, he already knows that i'm dating Eun woo." She cried " why would you tell him that? I think you truly broke his heart." Go ara cried " even though I'm not sure if he loves me." Min ah cried as Go ara cheered her up " you clueless Min ah, i bet he also feels the same way because your pretty, pure hearted, kind, cheerful and a good cook not to forget a good friend.
Go ara smiled hugging Min ah. " i bet he's stupid to leave a girl like you." Jong suk also cheered patting Min ah's head. " yah!, are you flirting with my friend!?" Go ara hit Jong suk's head making him cry " yah i was just trying to comfort her how can you say that...or were you jealous?" He teased " mwo, yah i'm never jealous." Go ara cried childishly.
Making us both laugh. " yah just know no matter what you are the only one for me." Jong suk gently said to pinching Go ara's cheeks as she also squeezed his cheeks.
This made Min ah happy for them and jealous at the same time. She only wished it was her and Jungkook.
So that night Min ah decided to sleep at her friend's. She slept in her own room as Go ara slept with her husband. She could not sleep but think of good and lovely memories she had with him. " i didn't even get to give him his bracelet back." " should i even be running from him?" She asked herself as she looked at the bracelet.
"I should confess to him right, i know it must be stupid of me but i should have atleast said something." She thought as she stared at his pictures which were cute and lovely.
The next day
Shin min ah's p.o.v
I smiled at myself as i went to the company thinking of how i should confess my love to him. Am i really going to do this but why do i feel tensed and nervous?
I went in and there was the manager who congratulated me for appearing on screen as i thanked him. Allmost all the staff were so happy for me they were really nice.
We then entered the boys changing room were they had their make up done. I could see J hope just busy disturbing others, Suga who was sleeping on a sofa, Jin oppa who was just standing close paying attention on what their manager was saying as Jimin who was checking himself in the mirror at his hair and RapM who was rapping for himself while Tae was busy disturbing me as he was also shooting videos or pictures maybe which made me nervous but Jungkook just sat quietly by himself as his makeup was being done, he didn't even look at me which made me a bit hurt.
" today you are going to shoot valentine special photo shoot so hope you guys make ARMY fall inlove with you again." Manager Park comented as the boys screamed with happiness " manager Park!, is it Valentine's already?" I cried which made everyone get suprised
" what you didn't know Gosh which world are you!" J hope who ruffled my hair " so is it today?" I cried " Yah! Would i have to be here with these idiot if it was today?" My uncle Park cried as the boys started complaining.
"Wow are you always this clueless it's the day after but Min ah...it's really cute." Tae sweetly commented making the guys laugh.
"Min ah or are you really single?!" J hope cried I was about to answer when some one got our attention it was kookie he looked really handsome, he was wearing some white and pink clothes just like the others but his mood was not really good.
" Yah don't waste your time, she's already taken." Jungkook cried as he got out making it awkward for us. " jinja!, you are really taken are you dating now?" Suga who concerning asked after our manager Park left. I then smiled at the boys " lets just go for your photo shoot." I cried as i lead the way upto to their places they had to shoot when someone from them just pulled me behind as the other guys proceeded infront i thought it would be Jungkook but i was wrong it was v.
" Tae!?, aah what are...doing?" I nervously asked the flower boy who was still holding my hand " wae were you expecting someone else?" He smiled widely at me " was?wae?" I found myself acting somehow childish as Tae just chuckles. " kyeeopta." He chuckled making me not to hear.
"Are you...really dating?" He spoke as i just stared at him thinking why was he so curious...did Jungkook send him? " wae are you asking?" "I'm just curious...that's all." He cried. " ooh andwe I'm not dating anyone we broke up yesterday...I'm happy for myself but i think I've fallen for someone already." I smiled at myself as i thought of that person.
End of p.o.v
Tae could just watch Min ah from far as she took pictures. She looked really pretty infront of him. " Tae anything wrong?" J hope who was concerned for Tae asked but all Tae could answer " wae am i regretting this now?" " but i just wish to see her smile and happy."
" J hope can you play matchmaking game with me tomorrow?" Tae grinned as J hope grinned "really!? Arasso I'm in I'll help you but...Who are you trying to match make?" J hope clueless asked as v got closer and whispered something. " really?! That's big maybe we should get help from the others too" J hope insisted as Tae agreed.
J hope was about to leave but then turned " hey Tae you did a good job to look out for Jungkook." He commented with a smile as Tae also smiled a little back.
Meanwhile
Min ah was doing a good job taking pictures. She would just smile even if Jungkook looked somehow sad but Min ah didn't give up.
" Wow Min ah you are really good at this." Jimin and some of the other staff praised her." Making Min ah smile widely and beautiful making the boys fall head over heels for her angelic smile. Jungkook seemed to resist her charms.
Right after the photo shoot. Shin min ah followed Jin " Jin I think i like someone already." " i know" he simply said " yap we all know you like Jungkook." He continued eating his snack " mwo?!" Min ah managed to sneakily pull him aside " yah you mean all of you since when? even Kookie?" She panicked making Jin laugh.
" Yah are you making fun of me?" She cried " andwe you look cute when you panick." " well I didn't say that kookie knows...aish both of you are really clueless...but he doesn't know that himself." " since when did you know that i had a fling for him." "Well from the second day you came back, you had an urge to meet him i felt you had a crush on him but Jungkook had a crush on you from the first day he met you."
Min ah's heart ached when she heard that she realized that all the coincidences of meeting were all planned so that he would meet her. " so if it makes you feel happier you should really tell him." Jin smiled " should i do it valentines day?" She nervously said but Jin said that she had to do it that day.
That night
It was leaving time so Min ah kept being on watch for Jungkook.
Shin min ah's p.o.v
That whole day kookie wouldn't even talk to me even if i had a chance to talk to him since he was avoiding me. I soon saw him go down the hall i managed to follow him but to my suprise i saw Jennie Kim holding onto him.
"Oppa! Where are you upto!" She cried " I'm just going for dance practice." "Ooh I was heading there too wanna practice together?" She asked as I saw them leave together.
Maybe I am too late. I felt my heart ache remembering how i denied living with him breaking his heart. Is this how you really hurt after what I said.
I walked outside and board the bus as i sat infront hidding my tears away from people. I couldn't bare to see him with another girl. Mianhaeyo Kookie if i would have known how much you hurt I would have comforted you.
" hey isn't that the girl on the trending show? She's really beautiful but why is she crying?" One woman spoke to her friend. " well maybe she's sick or broke up?" " not sure lets mind our own business." I heard them talk as i got off the bus.
It was my stop the place looked dark and scary but i didn't mind because all i could think off was kookie. Till i bumped these two guys who were heading my way trying to play dirty with me. " hello beautiful so where is your home?" " yah take us there you'll be safe with me mmh?" They tried to touch me which i got scared as i tried to defend myself but i was too weak.
" please someone help me." I cried to myself as the guys kept laughing and teasing me. " yah just surrender to us and give us what you have nobody will help you here!" They cried evil. " aish you cry like a baby look at we didn't really touch you." The other cried.
Till when one of them got knocked by a shoe on his head. " hey who did that!" " come out right now!" They both got angry till i heard a voice coming out of the dark, he then came out and from afar it was Tae, he was wearing a black face mask.
Tae? What is he doing around here this late at night? " it is i so leave her alone!" "Wae should we do that do you know her? She's ours." The thugs cried. " what are you talking about she's my wife so leave her or I'll sue you!!" He cried making my heart flutter.
Taehyung's p.o.v
I was able to follow her till i saw her cry from what she saw. She couldn't handle it but cry her way out. She was in pain because of love and so was I. I couldn't bare see her in pain so I decided to follow her even in the bus I sat far behind from her hearing her sad sobs.
I didn't want to be seen as a pervert or something so I slowly followed her far from behind. Till when i saw two thugs trying to hurt and disturb Min ah. So i decided to help her.
Back at the present
The two thugs were still persistent. I didn't want to use violence because of my image but they forced me to use it so I fought them till i was a little hurt from their punch till when Min ah came to save me too by pouncing on one of the guy's back and biting him till they soon ran away.
We remained laughing at eachother but she approached me and hugged me suddenly making my heart flutter again. " i don't know how and what you were doing here but kumaoh." She cried
"Andwe you also saved me too......kumaoh." I slowly hugged her back. " Then should we go c'mon I'll escort you home in safety." I said to her as we walked heading to her place as she looked pale and weak as i worried she might fall but " it's okay I'm alright... I'm just....tired." She managed to smile even for having a heart break, she managed to pull a second on herself.I just wished to make her smile that'charm again.
"But hey did you have to call me your wife...what if someone heard you." She cried as i just laughed and she laughed back.
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