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Regret It — Bodyguard!Wu Yifan
author's note — i had gotten requests to do yifan angst and jakwnaowme im so so so sorry it took this long for me to deliver! also this is lowkey abt junmyeon and reader idk im sorryygaiwnajw hope u guys enjoy this anyways <33 #UNEDITED
request from anon — Can I get a request with Kris Wu? Bodyguard AU! Angst.
request from @biathinks — I heard requests were open so can you write an angsty yifan drabble lol thanks
summary — You eventually fall for the man you can't have, your bodyguard. And in the end, it might just get you both killed.
warnings — character death, angst & strong language.
word count — 2.4K
"You're supposed to be protecting the boss' sister, not fucking her brains out." Hui was worried for his hyung. The end result of his reckless behavior and raging hormones would probably be him swallowing led. "Hyung, are you even paying attention to what I'm saying?"
Yifan had heard it all before. The warnings, the scoldings, nothing about it was new to him. He knew the consequences of his actions, but he didn't really bother to quote, "give a flying fuck about it."
Yifan simply smiled at the younger boy and chuckled. "Don't worry about me, Hui-ah. I won't die, at least not yet." Hui visibly cringed at the last part. He cared about Yifan immensely. I mean, how could he not? Yifan had practically raised him ever since he had first joined the mafia and the mere thought of the older man being shot dead, or worse, tortured, made his heart clench in pain.
"What if they hurt her too? Just to spite you."
Yifan hadn't thought of it that way. He swallowed thickly and shook his head. "That won't happen."
Hui fiddled the ends of his jacket and sighed. "Who are you trying to convince here? Me or yourself?"
The images came in a blinding white. You were splayed on the floor, crimson pooling around your limp body. The maniacal laugh of your brother ringing in his ears. Yifan blinked them away. "Just drink your beer and let's get the hell out of here already."
The conversation ended there. There was no more talk after that, not even when they piled inside the car and drove off.
It was nearly half past ten and you were buried underneath layers of soft, silk sheets, asleep and at peace, until had felt the familiar touch of Yifan lingering on the exposed skin of your cheek. You stirred in your sleep and unbeknownst to you, you smiled out of instinct.
Yifan did this often. He would come into your room when the manor fell quiet and asleep, admiring the image of yourself in deep, tranquil slumber. He thought you looked prettiest like this; eyes closed, lips parted and mind at rest. He knew you also felt better when you were asleep because then you wouldn't have to face your demons, or your brother, which who could also amount to the title of the devil's associate himself.
When his touch could no longer be felt on your skin, you whined involuntarily and called for him.
Yifan couldn't resist you, even from the start when you were just merely the boss' sister, whom he'd have to guard and protect at all costs. "Sleep well now, baby." His voice coaxes you back to sleep.
Morning comes and you're now alone in your bed, much to your dismay. You ran a finger along your cheek, reminiscing the way Yifan's touch had lingered there. You smiled to yourself at the thought of him.
And speaking of the devil, he comes through the door, hair slightly unkempt and lips set in a frown. "Get ready, your brother is coming to visit."
"Brother," the word tastes bitter in your mouth and for one reason only; Junmyeon could never call himself your brother. The man, although sweet and kind towards you, was anything but towards those who worked, or rather slaved, for him and to those who had wronged him or your family.
Yifan sighed. "Please just ready," with that, he leaves and you get out of bed with a roll of your eyes, and a slump of your shoulders.
You always dreaded visits from your brother. Talking to him was like talking to a ticking time bomb. At any given moment, he could explode and the damage was far beyond repair. You've been there many times before, but unlike the rest, you're probably the only one who makes it out alive each time. Being his sister had it's perks, I guess you could say.
You're dressed in white when he comes through the manor's doors. He looks dashing and handsome as per usual; hair slicked back, suit pressed and crisp, and designer shoes shiny and pristine as he takes long strides towards you. You don't bother to hide the displeasure in your face when he stops in front of you. You didn't like your brother, that much was obvious, so why bother hiding it?
Junmyeon tried to give you a smile.
"Y/N," he greets you. "how uhm, how have you been?"
Your gaze hardens and you peer behind his shoulder to catch a glimpse of the pretty plaything he managed to drag along. Poor girl, is all you can think of for her. "I've been better. What about yourself? I see you've brought someone along with you today? She's pretty."
Junmyeon glances behind his shoulder and nods. "She's just a friend —"
"Oh I'm sure she is." Junmyeon narrows his eyes at you as if to tell you to cut it out, but you enjoyed to poke fun at him. It's refreshing to see him all flustered and red. It makes you feel better.
"Ah Yifan, so good to see you." You don't miss the shift in your brother's tone. It sends a chill down your spine. And judging by the sinister glint in his eyes, you figure Junmyeon knows something you don't. "Now that you're here, I'd like to speak to both of you in the dining hall. Perhaps, in private?" You glance over at Yifan for a brief moment, panic evident in your eyes.
Yifan, on the other hand, remains calm and stoic. Not flinching once when your brother sends him and yourself a mischievous stare.
Junmyeon situates himself at the the head of the table because growing up, he's been taught that whoever sat at the head of the table had the most power and Junmyeon knew he had power, a lot of it actually.
He pulls out his gun from it's holster and twirls it around in his hand.
"You both know, especially you Yifan, that I hate it when people deceive me." He starts and you already know where this is going and where this will end. "So imagine my surprise when a little birdy tells me that one of my best men goes behind my back and starts fucking around with my sister." You were caught red handed.
Yifan doesn't even flinch when Junmyeon cocks his pistol and aims it at him.
"I need to hear you both admit it right now. Tell me right now, or I swear to god I will shoot you in the fucking head —"
"Why do you even care, Junmyeon?"
Junmyeon can't contain his shock at your informal addressing towards him. You usually called him oppa, or Junmyeon-oppa. He glared at you. "Why do I even — What do you even mean by that? Of course I care! I'm your brother for god's sake!"
You step in front of Yifan, arms crossed and eyes turned into slits. This was your tipping point.
You scoffed. "You don't act like one, that's for sure."
Junmyeon's eyes widen. "Excuse me?"
"You know what I don't get? How can you claim to care for me yet you hurt the people I love, leave me to wither away in this god forsaken mansion? You don't care for me, you don't even love me." Junmyeon had never felt this overwhelmed by hurt in a long time. The last time he felt this way was when your parents had been massacred along with a few of your uncles and close family friends.
"You push me away, locked me in here, and killed our Shownu-oppa and yet demand that I respect and treat you like you're my brother?" Your voice rises with each word your utter and by the end of your sentence, you're screaming your lungs out and crying pathetically.
Yifan has his hands on either side of your waist and this seems to set Junmyeon off. The bullet misses Yifan by millimeters and he cripples to the ground, clutching his ringing ear.
"What the fuck!" You yell at Junmyeon, who looks absolutely livid with his wild, bloodshot eyes.
He stands up from his seat and storms over to where you stood. "Get out of the fucking way." But you stood your ground, shielding Yifan's body with your own.
"Move or I will shoot you." He threatened.
You mocked him. "I dare you."
Junmyeon, blinded by rage, slaps you across the cheek so hard it sends you flying to the floor. Yifan sees this and is quick to tackle Junmyeon to the ground with a yell. "You don't fucking put your hands on her!" He growls in between his jabs.
Yifan is aware that he's a dead man after this whole situation. You don't beat your boss to a pulp and expect to come out alive in the end. Again, there are always consequences to your actions. But for you, Yifan is willing to risk it all.
Hui watches with wide eyes as Yifan lands a particularly hard blow, and a loud crunch could be heard throughout the room. He practically drags Yifan off their boss and rushes to aid Junmyeon, who, by the looks of it, is in pretty bad shape. "Jesus Christ! Yifan, you nearly killed him!" The other men in the room back him into a corner with their guns raised at him.
"Yifan!"
All eyes fall on you and the evident gash on your cheek. There's blood that runs down your face. Junmyeon's ring, the ring that all of the mafia wore, Yifan included, had broke the skin of your face, which resulted in you bleeding profusely. He hit you pretty damn hard.
The pretty girl Junmyeon had brought with him earlier was by his side, wiping away the blood that dripped from the wound on his eyebrow with the sleeves of the blazer she had on and glared at you.
"Get off me, I'm alright!" Junmyeon struggled to get on his feet, but managed anyways. He walked slowly towards Yifan. "You're a fucking dead man, you know that? First, you screw my sister, and now you try to kill me? You have a fucking death wish!" Yifan grins smugly at him. "I should have hit you harder." The first shot was made and the bullet went straight into Yifan's thigh.
You screamed and ran towards Yifan, but you were pulled back by Hui, who looked absolutely mortified in that moment. He didn't want you to get caught in the cross fire.
"Junmyeon stop! Stop it!" But your pleas fell on deaf ears as the second shot echoed in your ears. This time, the bullet dug itself into his arm. "The next bullet is going straight through your fucking head."
You pounded against Hui's chest as you screamed desperately for your brother to stop. "You think killing him will make you a better brother? You think I'd ever forgive you after this? I hate you and I will always hate you no matter what!" That seemed to struck a nerve in Junmyeon as his gun was now aimed at you.
"Shut the fuck up!" He sneered.
Hui's grip seemed to loosen around you, and you took this opportunity to march right up to your brother. "What, you're going to shoot me now? Just like you shot Shownu-oppa? You think you're capable of killing another one of your siblings, huh?"
Tears spilled from the brim of his slightly swollen eyes and it's the first time in a long time you've seen him like this; so vulnerable and hurt.
"Let's face it, Junmyeon. We can never go back to the way we once were, you had decided that the moment you killed our brother."
Junmyeon was practically breathing in your face as he stepped closer. "He killed our parents. He killed aeomma and appa, even Heechul-hyung. You remember Heechul, don't you? He was a kind man, extremely warm and loving. But he's dead and it's all because of Shownu."
You swallowed bitterly. "Our parents weren't good people, nor was Heechul-oppa and you know that. You and I can both attest to their wrong doings. I remember we were kids and you told me, you fucking promised me that you were going to be nothing like them. But here you are now, a monster. Just like our parents. Just like the person you promised you'd never become."
Junmyeon wails and for a moment, you think he'd change his mind, that he'd finally come to his senses. But the gun goes off for the third time and your white dress is tainted in crimson. Your cripple to your knees and you hear Yifan scream in the background.
Junmyeon doesn't even look at you as you bled out on the floor.
"You are a bastard! I'll fucking kill you!" Yifan is red in the face, tears streaming down his cheeks as he watches as you struggle to breathe and cope with the burning sensation in your side. "I'll kill you."
Junmyeon smiles at him. "I'll see you in hell."
Four gun shots and Yifan falls limp to the floor.
Junmyeon sighs. "Get her to Doctor Choi, so he can stitch her up or something."
Everything just happens in a blur and on occasion, you fall in and out of an inviting darkness that wraps itself around you like a warm, cashmere blanket. You had never felt so at peace.
You were half-awake when you hear your brother's soft voice talking to you. "I'm trying. I really am. I don't want you to go down the path I went, or the path Shownu-hyung went. I want you to be different, to be better."
"I'm just scared for you," he admits in a low voice. "All I want is the best for you. Yifan, that man was just going to get you killed. Hell, even being my sister could get you killed. But I just, I don't want to risk it any further." When his lips press against the back of your hand, your heart cries out and you suddenly want to be nine, playing with paper airplanes with Junmyeon and making promises you can't keep.
"I did this for you." He gets up and starts to walk to the exit.
Your eyes flutter open. "You killed the man I love, you could never justify that." Junmyeon spins around and stares at you wide-eyed. "Sometimes, I wish it was you that died and not Shownu-oppa." When the words roll of your tongue, a strange feeling of relief fills your chest along with the bitter taste of regret lingering in your mouth.
Junmyeon nods and smiles softly at you. "Me too, me too."
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Guardian of an Idol
Guardian
A person of the human species homo custos. Lives on the Island in the Pacific Ocean. In charge of protecting the world’s politicians and entertainers, be it through security or as a personal bodyguard
After waiting a nearly year, Seoyeong is finally given her first assignment which takes her to a newly debut group in South Korea. Prepared and ready to face the struggles that comes from being a Guardian of the kpop community, she sets off to fulfill her duty to the best of her ability. Little does she know that not only is her group of idols doomed but so is she and the rest of the Guardians that protect them
#exo#exo fanfiction#exo bodyguard au#suho#kris wu#luhan#xiumin#lay#baekhyun#chen#chanyeol#d.o kyungsoo#tao#kai#sehun#guardian au#exo x oc
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Extended Stay;; WYF [pt.1]
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Word Count;; 10.4k total, 5.2k for pt.1
Genre;; Zombie AU [Horror], Mafia AU [Violence], Smut
Pairing;; Kris Wu x Fem!Reader
Summary;;
There comes a point in every relationship where things start to get serious. For you and Kris, that point comes in the form of a weekend getaway at a paradise resort. While you have your doubts about the many secrets he holds, there's a part of you that wants the relationship to thrive, to grow into something greater.
All great things, however, must be strong enough to withstand a storm and the quickest way to learn of a person's true character is under unfathomable odds.
Luckily for you, an island gone dark promises many hardships.
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Zombies!! + Mafia AU so
Graphic depictions of violence, gore, horror in general, guns
Explicit Language!!
Explicit Smut!! Thigh riding and fingering, daddy kink
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The jet touches down in Banoi minutes before 6pm, much earlier than scheduled. Despite night fast approaching, the sun is still high and bright in the crystal blue sky. Nary a cloud taints the endless canvas - there aren't even birds floating on the gentle sea breeze.
Stretching your legs without fear of touching the seat in front of you or even coming anywhere near it, a yawn escapes your lips. Travelling by private jet is a level of luxury you never thought you'd experience and yet here you are, as impressed as you are bored.
You tear your gaze from the small glass panel and its view of the Royal Palms Resort. It was a long flight and you want nothing more than to disembark this extravagant tin can and take a gulp of fresh island air, to feel sand beneath your toes as the warm ocean kisses your feet.
The stewardess approaches you. She is smiling. Of course she is - that smile hasn't dropped for the entirety of the flight. You wish it were contagious but it's a weak facade, incapable of eliciting anything close to a spark of emotion within you, and you have a sneaking suspicion that it's all for show. Anxiety twitches her upper lip and her hands shake as she hands you a menu. It's the same menu you've seen a hundred times over the course of the flight.
You've started to hate it.
Just a little.
"Would you care for any refreshments before you leave, ma'am?"
"God, no"—you wave her off—"I'll just have a scotch when we get to the bar."
"Of course, ma'am."
She scurries toward the back just as Yifan comes through the very curtain she's trying to disappear behind. They come close to a collision but he sidesteps her. Towering over her much smaller frame with a look that screams murder, it doesn't surprise you when she quivers. You, too, felt the same way the first time you met him.
On the surface, Yifan is like ice.
It becomes noisy fast; the stewardess is apologising nonstop, the pilot announces you're clear to leave, the bodyguards are shuffling to and fro and you're sighing in relief. There's a hiss as the doors open and a quiet howl rolls in on the breeze. Outside is otherwise silent.
This realisation sends a shiver down your spine.
You can't help but wonder if Yifan somehow managed to buy the island for the weekend. If it were an option, you think he would have. Extravagance is part of his lifestyle, after all, and he likes to display his wealth, flaunt his power, showcase his trophies.
Stretching as you stand, you glance toward the exit. No one else is moving to leave yet, hung up on small details and menial tasks. Even the guards have yet to reach the door, stopping periodically to 'assess the situation'. They're just a bunch of lumbering fools. If a threat appeared, they would only serve as cannon fodder for their boss's escape.
Yifan is calculating. Not cold, but calculating.
He's the type of man that can find a purpose for anyone and everything. Even the worthless can be made useful. You don't find this to be a problem, not really. If anything you can appreciate his quick thinking and impartial approach to problems.
Your issue lies in that you don't know how he views you. Sure, he flew you out to some luxury beach resort in the middle of the ocean for some R&R, but that doesn't mean much. Material things have no real value - they can be replaced, spent, tossed. No matter how much he loves his possessions and his collections, they are not what's important to him.
What is important to him, however, is a mystery to you.
Yifan is a man of many secrets.
Hot on the trail of the security detail, your pace is erratic and sluggish until you finally reach the exit. Even within the shade of the men in front of you, the air is warmer here. Light pours in around them, basking them in an orange glow. There's an urge growing inside you just to push them out of your way, to shove them head first onto the tarmac down below. It's unbecoming of you but you can't shake it loose.
"All clear, boss."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Yifan's smooth voice rumbles deep in his chest as he speaks and you know they've annoyed him. For a brief second you think he might indulge you and help eject them but you know better. Nevertheless, it brings a smile to your lips just imagining how the whole thing might go down. He's much too meticulous to ever give in to baser desires, however.
"Sure thing, boss."
When they don't move, exasperation taints his tone. "Why don't you check the perimeter of the plane?"
"On it, boss."
They descend the airstairs one step at a time, surveying the area all the while. The runway is clear of… everything. There are no other vehicles, aircraft or otherwise. No one is even here to greet you. While you've never travelled in such luxury before, you assumed the service would be better than a commercial flight. Where are the staff members and their welcoming gifts? Who was meant to tell you where to go from here?
Slipping on a pair of shades, Yifan gives the jet one last glance before his Louis Vuitton shoes patter down the stairs. Dirt spirals in the air close to the hangar the jet will soon crawl inside. Despite the tropical palms and the endless beachfront, the concrete is dusty. It leaves a smudge on his pristine black suit.
Warm, moist air tickles the back of your neck and you jump, hand flying up to rub the exhalation off your skin. The stewardess is next to you, eyes wide as she looks out over the island. Mesmerised by the sparkling ocean, she doesn't notice your reaction, your discomfort. Her lips fall open and she inches forward.
"It sure is beautiful here."
"Yeah," you say, stepping aside to give her a better view. "It's paradise, apparently."
"That's an understatement."
"I'm hitting the bar the moment we get inside. How about you?"
At this she takes a step backward, smoothing out her stereotypical attendant outfit and clearing her throat with a slight bow of the head. "I'm here to work. I'll be waiting here until you're ready to leave."
"On the plane?"
"Yes."
"For two whole days?"
"Yes."
"How?"
"What do you mean?"
Sparing a cautionary look at Yifan, you inch closer. "Won't you, like, die? There's only peanuts and wine on this thing and it'll be turned off, won't it?"
"The plane has generators that will be connected to a power source inside the hangar for the duration of your trip and we have a supply of food, water, and other essentials, both for the crew's comfort and for emergencies."
"Is that your flight license training talking?" you tease.
She lights up at the mere mention of it, her eyes twinkling. About halfway through the flight you grew bored of listening to Yifan's business calls and sought out a new companion. It didn't take long before she had opened up to you about her lifelong dream of becoming a pilot. When you're passionate about something, it's hard not to express your love for it.
"Everyone knows that basic crap." It's the actual pilot that speaks, having left his cabin to grab a travel-sized bottle of vodka. "But don't you worry, little lady. Us small folks will manage while you two live it up."
There's animosity in his tone that you equal in your own slapback. "I'm surprised you still have your license, alky."
He is disgusting, both perverse and repulsive. This sentiment is shared between both you and the stewardess. When you take a step away from the man, she follows. He grins, licking his lips while looking you up and down. His eyes linger on your curves and you once more are filled with the desire to lash out.
But you don't.
"Babe, come on," Yifan calls, his steps rattling against the metal stairs as he starts to come back up.
"Well"—you clear your throat before smiling at the attendant and mirroring her own exaggerated expression of enthusiasm—"that's boring. I would simply not stay if I were you."
"Duly noted." The pilot hiccups. He already reeks of alcohol and his cheeks are tinted pink. Reaching for another bottle, he downs the first and drops it onto the ground.
"Not you. If anyone has to stay on the plane, shouldn't it be y-"
"What are you doing? Do you need something?" Yifan asks from behind you. He wraps his arm around your waist. Tilting your chin up, his eyes scour your face, searching for any sign of unease. Between the island's eerie silence and the pilot's obvious alcoholism, you're filled with worry but you hide it well. It's meant to be a vacation and you don't want to dwell on those not worthy of your time.
"Yifan, tell her she doesn't have to stay on the plane."
"I don't care what she does. All I care about is you. So do you want to stay here until I find someone to grab the luggage?"
"Has no one arrived to greet us yet?"
You aren't one to get scared easily but something feels wrong about this whole thing. While you yourself didn't understand how someone in construction could afford such a lavish lifestyle, it didn't change the fact that Yifan had cash to blow. If you were running the resort, you'd prioritise high-spenders. Money talks, after all.
He hums, releasing his hold on you in order to lean out of the jet. "Not yet. We did arrive ahead of schedule though."
"I guess…"
Doubt gnaws at you. It may not be an official airport but surely they would know when a plane arrives. If not by sensors, by sheer visual - a jet is hard to miss.
"I'll be right back, okay?"
"No!" The concern embedded in his words is overshadowed by your adamant exclamation. "I'll go with you."
He opens his mouth to argue but closes it just as fast and you know he just doesn't want an additional issue to deal with before the current one is handled. "Alright, let's go."
There's a crunch underfoot as you disembark. Granules of sand and dirt grind under your shoes. You're glad you chose one of your more casual outfits. When Yifan had told you about this little weekend getaway, you hadn't realised the magnitude of it. Dressed in a hoodie and sweats, you had assumed a long flight in coach awaited you. That assumption bumped up to a long flight in first class when Yifan picked you up in his Porsche while decked out in designer from head to toe.
At least your few sets of designer clothes (mostly gifts from Yifan) are safe in your suitcase. A few more smudges on your tattered sneakers wouldn't hurt and you'd rather your heels be spared the harsh island breeze. Even now salt is accumulating on your face like a second layer of skin. You can taste it whenever you lick your lips. They're dry but not yet as dry as the wind ruffling through your hair.
Trailing behind your steady boyfriend of eight months, you struggle to keep pace with his large, determined strides. After a few minutes, your obvious panting seems to catch his attention and he takes pity on you. He halts, back turned to the sun and casting a shadow you soon stand within. Without saying anything, he gestures toward a back entrance to what looks like the main building and nudges you forward.
Once you're in charge of the pace, the trip is a lot easier. On occasion you point to some of the other buildings, admiring the sleek and modern design. In the distance is a set of "traditional" huts with their own pools and docks. When you point them out, he just nods and tells you that he rented one.
"I thought you said we'd be in the main building?"
"We will be. I didn't know which you'd prefer so I rented both. We can spend a day in each. The staff already confirmed they'd be willing to accomodate."
You scoff. "Seems a bit redundant. Did you also buy the island for the weekend? This place is dead."
"No, but it is kind of nice. Maybe next time."
"Not even you can afford that. There's no way your business is going that well. When I googled it, no new projects came up. Unless you're doing secret, private projects but then you'd have to be doing so many to get any seri-"
"Look." He cuts you off, yanking you backward into his chest. With a huff, you look at your feet and the surrounding area but see nothing. You look ahead, puzzled, only to find more nothing. His arm tightens around your stomach as he inches you backward, putting his body ahead of yours. "The door is open."
While this back door is technically an entrance, it remains locked and secured at all times, requiring an escort and their key card hence why a team is meant to have met you upon landing. There's a doorbell and screen to summon assistance in cases like your own where a guest is locked out. The door is closed just like it should be and even from here you can see the angry red 'no access' warning on the door's fob system. Confusion furrows your brow.
"The employee door, babe."
Following his line of sight, you have to squint to see what he is talking about. Several feet down and almost hidden behind bushes is a second door. It isn't as high-tech or welcoming as the main back door but it is ajar.
"Should we check it out?" You ask, starting to shift your direction.
"Curiosity killed the cat," he chides, realigning your trajectory.
You pout but allow him to lead. Once you reach the back door, he presses the button and you both wait. Shade envelopes you, providing a reprieve from the overactive sun. According to your phone it's nearing 6:30pm. Even so, summer is in full effect and you doubt night will fall for another two hours.
Sweat dampens your forehead. Your hair sticks to your neck. Moisture is welling between your breasts. Trickling down the curve of your spine, you can feel the salty liquid. It's uncomfortable, disgusting. Your trip to the bar will have to be delayed - a long soak, whether in a tub or shower, is your new priority.
Yifan had started to tap his foot after the first minute. By the third, he was pacing. At the exact five minute mark, he starts to push the button every other second. His knuckles rap against the door. When that fails, he yanks on the door and presses on the electronic screen. It indents wherever he touches but it doesn't utilise smart technology, remaining dark and useless.
"I'm not fuc-" He stops, taking a deep breath to calm himself. "I'm not waiting until seven. They should realise we're here."
Your lips twist with mischief as you rock back and forth on the balls of your feet, eyes shifting toward the employee door. "Well there is another way inside."
The wind starts to pick up. Sand swirls within the sudden gust, cutting off the path back to the jet in a miniature tornado of dust. It wouldn't be hard to get through it but you didn't want to deal with the plethora of particles that would taint your hair and clothes and you know Yifan wouldn't either. With a resigned sigh, he nods.
"I guess. Easier than going to the front."
"They shouldn't have left it open if they didn't want people using it," you say, a sing-song lilt in your tone, excited at the prospect of breaking the rules.
"They should've sent someone to greet us," he grumbles while waving the two guards over. They jog through the dust, desperate not to cough and choke on it. Your disgusted frown is replicated on Yifan's face. By the time they arrive, they're not faring well, sputtering while they ask what he needs.
"I want one of you to grab our carry-ons and bring it up to our room. The other is to stay with the plane. Make sure it gets into that hangar."
They salute him and your frown deepens. With an overenthusiastic 'yes, boss!', they take off back toward the jet. Without waiting for them to reach it, Yifan turns his back on them and starts to walk toward the open door. Intrigue bubbles within you. There is something mysterious about seeing a side not meant for the general public's eyes. Would it be just as majestic or was the grandeur just for show, a front to cover a dark underbelly?
"Keep up babe, I don't want you getting lost in there."
"Okay!" you say, skipping up behind him and grabbing the back of his suit jacket. Leaning out toward the side of his protective figure, you count each step until you reach the door.
An ominous vibe rolls outward from the darkness within. Not a single light is on. In fact, there's so little light inside that you cannot make out the shape of the interior room. Is it a hall? A locker room? A break area? There aren't any sounds emanating from within that offer any clues.
All there is is darkness.
"Maybe we shouldn't go in there."
"But you were so eager a second ago." He glances at you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Are you scared, princess?"
"Shut up. We should just go to the front."
"Don't worry. Daddy will protect you."
You stare at him in disbelief before groaning at the self-appointed title. "I'll manage on my own, thanks."
Pushing him aside and opening the creaking door just wide enough to shine light inside, you hold back a gag at the putrid stench that rushes out. It's pungent and rotten, like roadkill that has marinated in the sun for a few too many days.
"Oh my God, what is that?"
Sunlight touches the edge of a counter and its metallic, shiny sink. The darkness is much too thick. Like a blanket, it stops any further illumination beyond its veil. Squinting, you take a step inside, both intrigued and nauseated by the overwhelming odour.
"Smells like something died in here," Yifan supplements and you nod, taking another step, nearing the impenetrable curtain of darkness. "Be careful."
Using the hood of your sweater as leverage, he pulls you back into the small circle of light. Gulping, you look back at him. He quirks his brow but is otherwise stoic, cracking his neck before pulling out a face mask from his pocket. After handing it to you, he takes a tentative step beyond the light.
"Wear that. It'll help with the smell. Could you turn your flashlight on?"
It takes you a minute to realise he means the one on your phone. You fumble for it, your pockets somehow much deeper than you remember them being. It's cold to the touch, contrasting your clammy hands. Once you have it free of your sweats, you turn the light on and gasp. The room, now bright under the battery-sucking beam, displays a disturbing sight.
"My God," you whisper, squirming under Yifan's arm until it rests atop your shoulders. "Did they close down or something?"
Remnants of meals litter the sinks and stoves of the kitchen area you've walked into. Cutting boards filled with moldy vegetables and bloody, maggot-infested chunks of steak line the counter tops. Cutlery is strewn across the floor. Bottles of oil lay broken on the ground; their shards reflect your torch's light. Near them are dark puddles where the liquid has congregated.
And inside those thick, gooey puddles are what you can only imagine was once considered meat.
"Without cancelling our reservation first?"
Snapping out of your reverie, you shake off the unease crawling across your skin in the form of bumps and raised hair. "Have you checked your voicemail lately? Or is that just an excuse you give when you don't want to grab milk on your way over?"
He huffs, a tinge of amusement underlying the overall indifference of his demeanour. "They haven't called. Let's just find someone or maybe a flyer or notice. People don't just up and disappear mid-meal prep. There has to be an explanation."
"Yeah, let's."
It's a mistake to go in any further. This you know. Deep in the recesses of your racing mind, you know that something is wrong. You can't stop yourself from clinging to Yifan, handing him your phone so you can instead hold his jacket in both hands. Sinister silence echoes around you, devouring your footfalls and your shallow breathing until the only sound left is the unnatural lack thereof.
Yifan doesn't act affected. His breathing is steady, comforting even. He moves at a snail's pace, giving you ample time to look around and explore the deep, pitch-black crevices in the corners of the room. When you stop, he shines the light toward the direction you're staring in. It slows the process down but it's soothing to know that nothing is lurking, waiting to pounce.
By the time you reach the next door, your legs are shaking. While you don't consider yourself a coward, the unknown hosts an array of possibilities. Fear grips your heart and you have to fight back the urge to upheave the in-flight meal you had a few hours prior. The arm around your shoulder tightens, reassuring you before Yifan pulls the handle.
Compared to the Hell you just passed through, the overabundance of light you are greeted with is a welcome sight. It floods the wide, open-mouthed hallway. To your left and quite far down is the reception area where you should have entered from. It's a large room that swings around and connects to the front entrance of the resort. To your right are a few more doors, an elevator, and a set of double-doors with a tacky sign that reads, 'Beach Entrance'. Next to the door closest to the powered down metal box is an emergency red plaque with the words 'Stair Access' in bold font and 'Basement Access' in a much smaller size.
Pocketing your phone, Yifan tilts his head toward the main desk. "Shall we?"
"Can't wait."
You manage a single step before you stop dead in your tracks. There's some sort of thudding sound coming from one of the storage rooms. After a brief pause you look at Yifan but he just shakes his head, brushing it off. He takes off down the hall, dragging you with him, but your attention remains on the doors to the right. Every few seconds the sound repeats, as if someone is walking into a door or hitting their head against the wall.
Then you see it.
"Yifan!" You hiss, slipping away from him. "Look!"
He groans, both impatient and growing tired. "What?"
"There's something in that room."
"Good. That means it isn't abandoned. Let's hit up the front desk and get our key cards."
"No, there's something wrong with them. They aren't moving right… like they're… I don't know, on a loop or something."
Humouring you (but not without first sighing, impatience chipping away at his manners), he watches the doors. His gaze lingers here and there, checking under a new threshold after a few repetitions of the grating sound. Synchronised with the noise is a shadow. It follows the same pattern. When the thud occurs, the shadow moves close to the door. Then it steps away.
"See it?"
"It's a resort. Can't blame 'em for drinking early."
"That should be me," you mutter, your scotch craving returning in full force, increasing tenfold alongside your nerves.
"Lush."
"What?"
He shrugs off the venom in your question. "Drunkard."
"I barely even drin-"
A metallic clang quiets you. It resonates, bouncing from wall to wall within the stairwell. When the sound settles in the bowels of the hotel, you walk forward. After several long seconds of waiting for the sound to continue like the one behind the door had, Yifan steps in front of you, shielding you behind his lanky frame.
"I'll lead."
You throw your hands up in mock resignation. Despite the small distance, it takes a lifetime to reach the stairwell. Paranoia claws at your gut. Every few feet you look behind you. Keeping your back to the endless hall and the atrium it houses is a tactical disadvantage. Given the absolute lack of life within the hotel's walls, you would hear someone approach… but you can't shake the feeling that it wouldn't be enough, that a single second's notice could be the difference between escape and certain death.
Somewhere deep in the back of your mind you hope the stairwell is locked.
You've never been very lucky though.
Yifan's slender fingers wrap around the handle, pushing it open just enough to peer inside. Your own view is blocked. Seconds pass by while he just stares. There's a growl from high above. It rolls down the stairs in pursuit of the sudden influx of fresh air. The door creaks open further. You shiver.
"What's happening?"
"There's something a few floors up."
"Do you think it's a staff member or guest?"
"An animal."
"Is it hurt?"
He pauses before he answers, weighing his options. "No."
"Liar."
"Stay behind me. It sounds big."
"How big?"
He shrugs before ushering you into the pitch black stairwell. When he hears you patting yourself down, he returns your phone and you're quick to turn the torch on. First you flash it onto him, bathing him in artificial light. It's comforting. His visage, as smooth and suave as ever, offers a sort of normalcy in an otherwise odd situation. Then you check the lower floor.
You see nothing.
So you check the upper levels.
An endless spire towers overhead.
"How many floors does this place have?"
"A lot."
The trek upward starts strong but soon your pace slackens, forcing Yifan to follow suit. Once more an uncomfortable layer of sweat accumulates in the well of your back. After the fourth floor an odour starts to waft around you. You're self-conscious about it, going as far as sniffing your hoodie. By the sixth you're both scrunching your noses, revulsion twisting your features. A gag clutches at your throat and you dry heave.
"Fuck, that's awful."
"It's the same as the kitchen." He coughs, trying to eject the acrid scent from his mouth. "Wear the mask again."
It's when you're fumbling through your pockets for the thin patch of fabric that you hear it: an ear-splitting scream. While you're no expert, the dainty, high pitch resembles that of a child. Shivers tear down your spine. Your mind is telling you to run, to protect, and yet you're frozen to the spot.
Yifan is quicker to respond, climbing the remaining stairs between the sixth and seventh floors in a few leaps. Upon reaching the door, however, he doesn't enter. Instead he presses his ear to it and listens.
With your heart beating a million miles an hour and damn near thudding out of your chest, you raise your flashlight off his cautious stature and toward the guttural moaning floating down to you from much higher in the spire.
You're transfixed.
Squinting against the straining dark for a single glimpse of what could make such a noise, your breath catches in your throat. It seems almost surreal, no, it's absurd really. Impossible. Your eyes must be playing tricks on you. That's all it was. That's all it could be. An illusion or a hallucination brought on by dehydration.
And yet the way it hangs above you seems so real.
And the way its eyes watch you seem so life-like.
"Babe." You scream in shock at his unexpected shout. Whipping around to face Yifan, you place your hand on your chest all while panting. His eyes shine under the light's influence and he looks up into the darkness before cautiously asking if you're alright.
"Yeah, I just-"
Another scream, this time not your own but rather the child's.
"Come on," Yifan commands, dismissing the panic in your voice as nothing more than childish, like one's fear of boogeyman.
In your state of trepidation, you didn't realise the door was propped open. Yifan holds it ajar with his foot while beckoning you, urging you back to his side. Strangled sobs pour through the empty space, no longer hindered by the solid metal barrier.
Within a few short steps you're peering through the gap. There's luggage sprawled across the floor and just beyond a mountain of suitcases is a child. All you can see is their leg; it's red. Scarlet blood paints their skin in a dark hue and stains the carpet around them.
"Oh God," you murmur, falling into step behind Yifan as he runs toward the child.
"Hey, are you okay?"
He kicks a luggage cart out of his way. It rattles down the hall and with it gone, he stands over the child. You hear her soft sobs before you can get a good look at her as his long limbs pull her to her feet. Scooping the small girl into his arms, Yifan cradles her against his chest.
Her pink outfit is tarnished with grime. When she pulls her head away from the comfort of his shoulder, her cheeks are stained by a layer of dirt. The tears that rush free from an endless faucet leave a visible trail in their wake.
"What happened to you? Did someone hurt you?" Yifan asks, intent to pry a response out of the trembling girl.
No matter how he phrases his questions, she doesn't budge. All she does is stare at you. No, beyond you. It's as if she's looking right through you. With her glassy, unwavering blue eyes, she watches the other end of the hall.
In your rush to check on the girl, neither you nor Kris had checked the other side.
Your neck creaks as you turn.
The girl's breath staggers.
Yifan checks her for injuries.
Hungry growls waft toward you.
Their lifeless eyes watch you.
"-bitten?"
His voice is like a tether.
You don't dare to look away from what lurks down the hall.
"They're dead."
"What?"
Yifan's attention pulls away from the girl, looking toward the small crowd forming a hundred feet away. Most are in summer wear ranging from bikinis and boardshorts to sarongs and flowery t-shirts. Much like the girl, their bodies are covered in varying contaminants with the most notable being blood. The darkest spots are accompanied by open wounds. Their skin is torn and serrated, often oozing thick clots. Where the flesh is loose and hanging by the thread is a glimmer of white.
Right down to the bone, they've been-
Bitten.
Just like the weeping girl in Yifan's arms.
Except she isn't crying anymore.
She's dead silent.
[Part Two]
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just sum venting, ignore :)
dont read if you have like some sort of family issues- trauma or something LOL
my family has been going through a lot of stress in these past 2 years and i feel like im in the only reason this family hasnt lost their minds yet. my dad takes out his stress by screaming at my mom, my mom takes out her stress by screaming at my (younger) brother and me, my brother is NUMB to all disappointment and im genuinely scared because my brother acts psycho and like actually full-on sobs and screams if he isnt allowed to watch vids or play video games all day or the wifi connection is weak or gets cutoff for a moment and thrashes things around but hes 10 and nobody is listening to my pleas of reducing his screen time because they cant deal with his tantrums when they try to. i feel like im losing my brother and then theres my parents who are on the verge of exploding all the time and im always on edge so im never seen scrolling on my phone or watching something kpop related because my parents are fking racist. Im always around the house doing things like getting my moms phone from the kitchen or getting my dad some water as soon as they ask me irrespective of what im doing and like if i hear my parents arguing about who is less tired to turn off the light while im the one actually sleeping i have to get up and turn off the light so my dad doesnt accidentally say something hurtful to my mom and my mom doesnt forget to make breakfast the next morning.
and like recently its been worse cuz my grandfather passed away 2-3 months ago idek it feels like forever so were staying at my grandmothers place that isnt even in the same city and i can feel my mental health deteriorating because i used to live here as a kid and i have a lot of bad memories i want to forget but here i am reliving them. anyways its 4 of us plus my grandmother so that makes 5 people sharing 2 tiny bedrooms a hall and a kitchen but the house feels like its divided into two because my dad and my grandmother dont talk to each other so they just stay on their own side and i share a bedroom with my grandmother and my brother. my brother sleeps in the middle but the bed is actually 2 twin cots with rock-hard matresses from the 1980’s awkwardly put together so the middle is uneven and uncomfortable but my parents wont let him sleep with them because he never lets anyone around him sleep peacefully (explains my eyebags) and he refuses to switch with me so now im also genuinely worried about his back. he also sometimes randomly screams at my grandmother and i glare at him and ask him to stop because its disrespectful but my grandmother screams at me instead because she is partial to him to the point where if she had to push me off a cliff to save him she’d do it in the blink of an eye and im not even exaggerating because this is a fact that everyone who knows her is aware of. shes rich and my family already knows shes going to write off her entire inheritance to my brother and idrc about the money but it hurts. like this one time my mum was talking about how she was going to preserve the land my grandmother owns so my brother can build a farm house there in the future like OKAY i get it we live in an indian society where youre just supposed to marry off the girl and give her 0 inheritance but that shit hurts lady. most of the time i even have to give up my portion of the food when my brother is suddenly in his psychotic mood where he wants other peoples stuff- my grandmother is my brother’s bodyguard, personal attendant and lawyer who’s current job is to either train me to be her successor or if I disagree then turn against me.
i cant blame anyone for the stress part tho. we werent as affected by my grandfathers death as we were by its after affect- he has a business and now my dad has to take care of that and 2 other businesses while also opening a new one and it doesnt help that all 4 require full-time attention. and in hopes of being helpful and fucking fixing this family, i promised to help with the advertising and the managing of the social media accounts of the new business. not even kidding ive been spending the last one month skipping classes saying they were either cancelled or unnecessary to work on photo and video edits for the store and promoting it. idk the last time i touched my textbooks and my parents dont know because im hiding the report cards. my limbs hurt from constantly using the stairs of the 4-floored store.
about half an hour ago my mum told me to refill all the water bottles while i was brushing my teeth and my dad loudly replied with a “Why does everyone give her all the work” out of spite for my mom. everytime he says that it makes me so mad i want to punch the wall because no matter how genuine he is, it sounds sarcastic to me because he makes no effort to help me. and it did NOT help when i lost the soft thing on my earphone 5 minutes later, making me feel like crying because my earphones are the ONLY thing keeping me sane here. the only escape from this. the only excuse i can give my mother when she asks why i didnt hear her call me in such a small house.
i just want to go home. i want my own room back. i want a pair of earphones plugged into my laptop, and i want to drown myself in Kris Wu music. i want to spread my limbs on my queen sized bed and pretend like i have all the time in the world to be bored.
i dont get why we have to go through this when were actually rich. im usually humble about it in rl but atp idec because i really dont get why we have to go through this when we can even afford a house in beverly hills or something. actually, maybe its because my parents dont have enough time or patience left to fix the bed or get a bigger house.
and then i open instagram to see people my age hanging out with their friends, having the time of their lives while im just rotting away here. the only 3 closest friends i have- one just stopped calling me after changing schools and making popular friends and the other blocked my number over some petty fight from months ago. thank the universe im still chatting with my 3rd at least.
but im okay because i tell myself im doing great. im patting myself on my back. im going to go back home at some point and im going to get myself a new pair of earphones.
im proud for staying strong. im proud for not nearing the breaking point. im proud for keeping it up for 2 whole years and im proud that i wouldnt hesitate to continue.
bless you for reading this.
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STARTER CALL!!
INSPIRED BY @nobilitylost -- send and/or comment with the emoji of the character you want a starter from! the only characters available for starters are the ones listed below! keep in mind that I do 2+ paragraphs for my starters! this might be based on your wishlist or I might come to you for plotting, idk yet. you can choose more than one!
👊 - Kim Jaejin ( seo kang joon. 26 y/o, fomer rok army special ops turned bodyguard with ptsd whose just making it through. )
💋 - Hong Seol ( kim nayeon. 24 y/o, exotic dancer in a club controlled by the mafia who isn’t there of her own volition and is bratty af as a result )
👌 - Nam Joohyuk ( kim nam joon. 24 y/o, former piano prodigy whose life was ruined after an accident fucked up his dominant hand. he’s angry, got a chip on his shoulder )
🍙 - Akimiya Yurara ( hirai momo. 23 y/o, former gravure model and a.v star who ran away to leave behind the way she used to live, trying to become a lawyer )
🐧 - Li Xichen ( kris wu. 28 y/o, underboss to a branch of the triads. he’ll doublecross you if it suits him, grew up in poverty )
🎭 - Yoo Hana ( ahn heeyeon. 27 y/o, writer. obsessed with spooky, death, serial killers. writes murder mystery fiction but is currently working on an autobiography for one of her favorite serial killers )
🌠 - Yong ( kim jaejoong. unknown, ghost agent for the knis. he’s highly paranoid but likes the rush of adrenaline, good at blending in. you probably met one of his aliases. )
💎 - Bae Minji ( park sooyoung. 24, leading actress. former child actress turned leading lady, she’s desensitized to being famous and drowns her feelings in alcohol )
⚖️ - Woo Dongseok ( ji changwook. unknown, law student. former hitman who turned himself in after killing a man, served his time in jail and is trying to be good now.
💊 - Hong Jaekyung ( seo soojin. 20 y/o student who doesn’t student well, spends most of her time doing dr.ug.s and drinking because of her really shady ass past )
💣 - Ghost ( lee taemin, unknown. partner to yong and fellow ghost knis member, he’s a weirdly confident man who doesn’t even have shame in his body. you only know his aliases )
📌 - Moon Minsun ( kang mina, 20. paranormal / occult youtuber whose the black sheet of her family and has been arrested a lot of times for trespassing in her short life )
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Masquerades
Author: Exollent
Length: 25k
Status: complete
Rating: Pg-13
Genre: bodyguard!au, romance
Summary: Dr. Byun Baekhyun’s life turns upside down when he meets Agent Park Chanyeol, and his partner, Agent Kris Wu, and gets plunged into an unexpectedly dangerous adventure.
[LJ]
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Holiday Shopping with Reacting to Something
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We know we haven’t generated original content in a very long time, but we wanted to get into the holidays in a way that was more or less on brand. So in the spirit of a Netflix recommendation algorithm, here are some suggestions for what to buy friends and family who liked some of the movies we saw in 2018 (including a couple that premiered in late 2017).
It’s probably obvious, but just to be super clear, the format below is --
If they liked this: They may also like this
Miri’s Gift Guide
The Shape of Water: I shouldn’t say a day pass to an aquarium because it’s a terrible, easy joke BUT I AM WHO I AM.
If you’re not a garbage person, maybe consider the rest of Del Toro’s creature filmography, anything related to Buffy the Vampire Slayer, or a collection of fairy tales by the Brothers Grimm or Hans Christian Andersen. Dark and gritty originals, not the tidied up versions.
Call Me By Your Name: NO, I WILL NOT SAY ANYTHING TO DO WITH PEACHES BECAUSE EVEN I HAVE LIMITS. APPARENTLY. The book is a lovely, lyrical, tragic read (or listen, if you go with the Armie Hammer audiobook as I did), and I would also recommend giving a gift of solitary artistic pleasure in whatever way speaks to your intended recipient—a CD, a ticket to an art exhibit, a coffee table book of a painter you think they will love. Something beautiful that requires a little bit of space to enjoy privately.
Black Panther: The new Shuri comic! (I am a hypocrite because I haven’t read it yet but it looks so awesome!) Also, there are some choice funko pops for Black Panther, which are a nice, reasonable price and make a great desk or bookshelf addition.
Annihilation: A DVD of Arrival and a book on fascinating genetic mutations. (The photo above is from the first linked book.) Also, tell them about the Twitter account Tessa as Goats, which is a true gift to us all.
Game Night: A murder mystery game! Or whatever game you think most appeals to them, but I personally think the immersive nature of a murder mystery is a true delight. Also, something Olivia the Dog themed because she’s awesome.
A Wrinkle in Time: For the actual child: one of the books published under the Rick Riordan Presents banner.
For the child in all of us: a soothing and/or empowering adult coloring book and some nice colored pencils.
Thoroughbreds: Really cool sunglasses.
Love, Simon: Tickets to the upcoming Clea DuVall helmed queer rom com starring Kristen Stewart and YES this is a request for myself, obviously.
Blockers: Make them a dance music playlist on Spotify!! (Or burn an actual CD for peak nostalgia/those who enjoy physical media.) And if you have some time together, have your own dance party with as many or as few people as you want.
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Ocean’s 8: LEVERAGE! BUY THEM A SEASON OF LEVERAGE!!! Give them the gift of even more cons and fun!
Incredibles 2: If they are parents: a night out without the children (this could mean a gift certificate or an offer to babysit). If not, try something heroic like these ornaments, or something that helps them learn to be their own hero, like a self defense or kickboxing class.
Tag: LASER TAG! It’s so fun, even if you’re bad at it! Give a gift card or book a session together and enjoy chasing each other around like giant, fun-loving idiots.
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Set It Up: A massage. Anyone who related to this movie too much is likely very much in need of stress relief. Also, a large quantity of popcorn to be eaten in whatever manner they wish with no shame at all.
Hotel Artemis: A Swiss army knife and a couple of airplane bottles of booze.
Sorry to Bother You: An Oaktown t-shirt (I have been told by someone from the area that this is A Thing but I don’t actually know and I’m sorry for that) and a copy of Kafka’s Metamorphosis.
Crazy Rich Asians: Ideally, a whirlwind food tour of Singapore. If that’s not feasible, a Hulu subscription so they can enjoy Constance Wu’s full comic potential in Fresh Off the Boat. And a really nice candle, because it’s a small decadence that can really go a long way.
To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before: The Wedding Date by Jasmine Guillory (if they like a steamy read), tall socks (if they like to be cozy and cute), and custom stationary (if they like to live dangerously).
A Simple Favor: A cocktail shaker, fancy bitters, a really good mystery novel.
Widows: Tickets to go see Widows again because it’s amazing and is probably even more amazing a second time.
Kris’s Recommended Reading
Wildlife or Widows: The H-Spot: The Feminist Pursuit of Happiness
As I say in my Amazon review, this is the best applied ethics text I was never assigned. In fairness to my professors, attorney-turned-journalist Jill Filipovic hadn’t written it yet when I was a philosophy student. Filipovic is also not a philosopher. But she is a brilliant writer and a rigorous thinker, and The H-Spot is fundamentally and explicitly an Aristotelian ethical project. That is to say, it takes the starting position that political organization should be aimed at the goal of human flourishing (as opposed to, say, economic growth). From there Filipovic builds a case, or maybe it's better to say several cases, for specific ways in which American policy fails women and disproportionately women of color in this aim, and concrete ways in which it could address this failure. She does so largely through first-hand accounts of several women across America, in a wide range of socioeconomic circumstances. Although the institutions and less formal systems in play are complicated, the questions at the heart of all this are simple: What do women want? What do women need?
Filipovic asks these questions without pre-judgment, and without assuming that any answers are too unrealistic to consider. Not that anyone she talks to asks for anything "unrealistic." Partly this is because they often speak from too much experience for the unrealistic to occur to them as something they deserve to ask for, but also, the idea that woman-friendly policy is unrealistic is a Bad Take to begin with. Filipovic doesn't need to be pie-in-the-sky utopian to show how things could be much better for women (and by extension, it should but still doesn't go without saying, for everyone).
I left academic philosophy over five years ago, but I really think each chapter (built around topics like friendship, sex, parenting, and food) is brimming with potential paper topics for grad and undergrad students of ethics and/or political philosophy. Whether you’re philosophically inclined or not, if you think “women should be happy” and “the point of civilization is to make happiness easier for everyone” are uncontroversial claims, The H-Spot is the book for you -- and for your friends who loved the several underestimated women of Widows, or Carey Mulligan’s captivating portrayal in Wildlife of a woman doing the best she could within the restrictions of her era.
Black Panther: A Nation Under Our Feet
Though it helps to have some familiarity with the Avengers storylines that led up to Ta-Nehisi motherfucking Coates’s first year on the Black Panther comic -- as well as with the excellent opening arc of Matt Fraction’s Invincible Iron Man -- here’s all that even a new comics reader really needs to know before jumping into Nation: King T’Challa, the Black Panther, was recently unable to prevent several consecutive disasters in Wakanda. Both as a cause and as a result of these disasters, T’Challa worked with the so-called “Illuminati” (Tony Stark, Reed Richards, Stephen Strange, and other intellectual and strategic heavyweights) to prevent the end of the multiverse itself. That crisis averted, T’Challa has returned to Wakanda to resume his royal duties.
Coates takes as a starting premise that Wakanda, the most advanced nation on earth, would only still have a hereditary monarchy if the monarch was uniquely suited as a protector of the people. In the wake of the Panther’s failures in this regard, Nation opens with a rebellion against T’Challa’s rule on two fronts: domestic terrorists with an unknown agenda on one hand, and on the other, former officers of the Dora Milaje (the all-female royal bodyguard corps beloved by fans of the movie) rallying Wakandan women who have suffered great injustices unaddressed by the crown. The leaders of the latter, lovers Ayo and Aneka, are nominally antagonists to T’Challa, but to the reader they’re parallel protagonists. You root for both T’Challa and the Dora Milaje, even though their agendas are in tension, not unlike the way one might have rooted for both Tyrion Lannister and Robb Stark in early Game of Thrones. (Shuri’s around too, though she’s quite unlike her movie counterpart.)
When he’s not fighting or investigating, T’Challa does a lot of soul-searching and debating about his responsibilities as king, the ways it conflicts with his career as a globetrotting superhero, and whether and how the government of Wakanda must evolve. Though Wakanda is too small to be considered a superpower, the domestic terror angle, an interrogation of historical injustice, and the struggle between moral idealism and political reality make Wakanda a proxy in some important ways for modern America. (You may have noticed that Ryan Coogler did this too.) Coates’s meditation on leadership and political power made A Nation Under Our Feet not only a great superhero comic but -- this is not an exaggeration or a joke -- my favorite political writing of 2016.
Nation is illustrated mostly by Brian Stelfreeze and Chris Sprouse, with colors by Laura Martin; some of Stelfreeze’s designs clearly influenced the movie.
Thoroughbreds: Sweetpea
When a clever, mean-spirited would-be journalist with airhead friends learns that her boyfriend is cheating on her, old traumas bubble to the surface and she becomes a serial killer who targets sex offenders. Darkly, often cruelly hilarious, Sweetpea is what you’d get if American Psycho was set in southwestern England and for some reason starred Amy from Gone Girl. Protagonist Rhiannon is a self-described inhabitant of an Island of Unfinished Sentences, de facto Chief Listener of her “friend” circle, and a maker of lists. Lists of the things her friends talk about (babies, boyfriends, IKEA), signs she’d like to put up at work (please close doors quietly, please do not wear Crocs to work), and oh, the people she wants to kill. Like her boyfriend, at the moment. Or ISIS, when news coverage of a terror attack pre-empts her beloved MasterChef.
Author C.J. Skuse smartly chooses not to have Rhiannon wallow in her traumatic past as many superheroes do. We get glimpses for context, but Rhiannon is committed to moving forward, to escaping her demons rather than being defined by them. It matters that she wants to get better, even if she also hates that she’s bought into society’s definition of “better.” (#relatable)
It’s worth noting that Sweetpea leans seemingly uncritically into a lot of dated gender tropes, in Rhiannon’s assessments of the women around her. (Body positive she is not.) Then again, she’s an unreliable narrator -- one of the best demonstrations of this is a scene in which she’s convinced of her ability to fool the world into believing she’s normal, then overhears her dipshit co-workers talk about how unsettling she is -- so arguably we’re supposed to laugh at how terrible she is without necessarily agreeing with her. This is, I think, a perfectly legitimate approach to a protagonist, even if some find it unfashionable.
The book is not quite as thematically rich as it first appears, at least on the topic of sexual violence; it indulges a “stranger danger” picture of rape that doesn’t feel entirely contemporary. (For a more nuanced treatment of rape culture, see the sadly short-lived but wildly entertaining vigilante dramedy Sweet/Vicious.) But as a portrait of a vibrant, layered, genuinely Nasty-and-you-kinda-love-her-for-it woman -- given Oscar-caliber-portrayal-worthy life by Skuse’s wickedly sharp voice -- Sweetpea is too fun to pass up.
Upgrade or Infinity War: The Wild Storm
Castlevania showrunner Warren Ellis helped redefine superhero comics with 1999’s The Authority, which at DC’s request he's given a Gritty Reboot (along with the WildCATS, whom some of us remember from this extremely 90s cartoon) in The Wild Storm. Ellis has always been interested in The Future, both its potential wondrousness and its probable horror. Fans of Upgrade’s refreshingly unsanitized (and unsanitary) take on human enhancement through body modification will find much to like in Ellis’s spin on the trope of second-skin powered armor. (He semi-famously wrote Extremis, one of the comic arcs that inspired Iron Man 3.)
art by Jon Davis Hunt, from The Wild Storm #1
Angela Spica, a reimagining of Ellis’s old Authority character The Engineer, is a cybernetics expert who stumbles onto a sort of shadow government conspiracy related to her employer, and goes on the run with the armor she’s designed for them. (When not deployed, the armor is stored inside her body.) Angela is quickly targeted by multiple covert organizations, one of which rescues (?) her and brings her in on a secret history of technological arms races and contact with extraterrestrials. The Wild Storm is full of big action and bigger ideas, and for smart, generally curious superhero movie fans who find the decades-long continuities of the DC and Marvel universes intimidating, it’s a great entry -- with a blessedly planned ending -- into sci-fi-comics.
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EXO SCENARIO BASED TEXTS MASTERLIST
Key
Angst = a
Fluff = f
Suho
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Xiumin
SUPER DADDY
You ask Xiumin to pick up diapers.
SECURITY
Someone breaks in
Lay
...
Baekhyun
...
Chen
IT’S BRITTANY BITCH
Chen get’s you in the Halloween spirit
Chanyeol
...
D.O
THEY SHIPPED US
D.O’s girlfriend is filming a romantic scene with Kim Woobin
Kai
Enemies to Lovers
Sehun
...
Kris Wu
...
Luhan
...
Tao
...
Poly!
Xiumin & Chanyeol
THUG BOYFRIENDS
Mafia Au
Xiumin and Chanyeol give you attitude after you go out without your bodyguards
ALL MEMBERS
YOU WERE IN CHARGE
OT12
EXO dissolves into chaos on a trip to Disney
SUHO’S DAY OFF
Suho takes the day off to visit a spa and leaves Kyungsoo in charge.
WHERE DID MY SHEEP GO
Lay is left in charge of everyone while Suho is shopping. He loses everyone.
BEST BEHAVIOR
The boys try to be good for the day.
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EXO Mafia (featuring you): Wu Yifan
Sorry this one is a little short. I’m running out of ideas *sigh*
Feel free to request reactions and scenarios! My request box is always open!
Yifan had been a part of the mafia since day one. Kyungsoo and Jongin needed a bodyguard when they travelled.
As the mafia grew, Yifan changed his name to Kris and became Kaisoo Entertainment’s secretary and the mafia’s secretary as well.
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[LJ] Masquerades
Title: Masquerades
Author: maayacola
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Rating: PG-15
Genre: slight!Angst, Action, slight!Fluff, Friendship, Romance, Bodyguard/Fake Dating/Scientist!AU
Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping and guns
Summary: Dr. Byun Baekhyun’s life turns upside down when he meets Agent Park Chanyeol, and his partner, Agent Kris Wu, and gets plunged into an unexpectedly dangerous adventure.
Reasons Why You Submitted: Submitting because this was written in 2012 and it’s 2017 and i still love it…. Seriously, bodyguard pcy protects researcher byun. This was exciting and full of such great descriptions of emotions and stuff!! Please read!!
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kris / tao | bodyguard au, angst, romance | pg13 | 3.8k | bluedveins
redemption through sacrifices.
+ originally posted on livejournal for sncj_reversebb
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Click & Drag MY BODYGUARD - EXO Ending Result
THE ONE YOU TRULY LOVE AND WILL FOREVER PROTECT YOU IS… YOUR BODYGUARD KRIS! <3 <3 <3
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MASTER LIST : TEXT SERIES
Key
Angst= a
Fluff= f
Recomended = 🔮
BIGBANG
GDragon
HEART BREAKER : f
Seungri has shown GD’s girlfriend, (Y/N) something he shouldn’t have.
TOP
...
Taeyang
...
Daesung
LITTLE PRINCESS : a 🔮
Series One
(Y/N) is Taeyang’s little sister and has been in love with Daesung since the group formed. At first it was a cute little crush now she’s showing how serious it really is.
Series Two
A year out and it seems (Y/N) has moved on with Lee Taemin. Daesung is left suffering the consequences of his choice.
Parent Story to TELL ME WHAT TO DO
The reader becomes Miwon in the spin offs.
Seungri
...
VIXX
N
JUST COME HOME : a
The lack of time N has for (Y/N) is taking its tole on their relationship
PICKING FIGHTS : a
The reader picks a fight with N that leads to an outcome she didn’t want.
GONE TOO LONG
N ignores his girlfriend for far too long
Leo
UNWELCOME : a
Leo and (Y/N) are on the outs so the others take matters into their own hands.
HOW MUCH : a
(Y/N) and Leo’s relationship started as a bet, but she doesn’t know that.
Ken
REPORTED RELATIONSHIP : a
(Y/N) was once part of the paparazzi and Ken isn’t too happy about it.
SPOKEN HATE : a
Ken discovers a hate page and takes his emotions out on (Y/N).
FIGHTING WORDS : a
Ken finds out that you aren’t keen on giving birth and would much rather adopt.
GUARDIAN : a
As an angel, you were tasked with protecting Jaehwan, but you fell in love and began a relationship. After he discovers your wings, his memory is altered to forget you. A year later you’ve been given a second chance to protect him. But you still love him, and he’s moved on.
ULTIMATUM : a
Ken wishes to go public, but for his own protection you refuse.
Ravi
THINKING OF YOU : a
Upon her parents suggestion the reader marries. To a man she hardly knows, and one that doesn’t wish to get to know her. But Kim Wonshik, Executive of Cha Towers, an upscale housing complex in Seoul, wishes to know her. But only for the fact that her husband owes him an exorbitant amount of money.
Mafia AU
Hongbin
(Y/N) HAS LEFT THE CONVERSATION : a
After getting pressured by the guys, Hongbin denies his crush on the reader in the group chat.
RED HANDED : a
Hongbin becomes jealous of how close you are with Ravi, not realizing that your pal you’re planning a surprise.
Hyuk
DON’T CHANGE : a
During a grumpy day Hyuk snaps at (Y/N), resulting in a change of attitude, from both parties.
NO SUBSTANCE : a
You and Hyuk are in phase of dating but not yet official. After a stressful period, he snaps and nearly ruins all chances of dating.
HANDS OFF : a, f I don’t Even Know
Hyuk’s childhood friends moves back to Korea, and before he has a chance to sort out his budding feelings, Ken steps forward with his own.
Poly!
Leo & Ravi
BEAUTIFUL LIAR : a
Leo and Ravi find themselves struggling to let go of their feelings after they are asked by management to let go of their girlfriend.
Rewritten
Link to original is inside
N & Hyuk
OURS : a
N and Hyuk prefer to share the ones they love, but only with each other. This causes a bit of friction when (Y/N) grows close with Ravi.
Ken & Hongbin
FIGURE IT OUT : a
Both Ken and Hongbin have feelings for the reader. What other options do they have but sharing her?
N & Leo
THIRD : a? f?
You and N want to add Leo as a third.
Leo & Ken
SOMETHING SWEET : a
After falling for the chef next door, Leo and Ken feel that it is wisest to let her go, rather than fight over her.
THE AU PAIR : f
As the nanny to Leo’s nephew, the two fall for you.
BTS
RM
...
Jin
BABY COME HOME : a
While drunk at an award ceremony, Jin bet GOT7′s BamBam that he couldn’t get a cute assistant’s number. BamBam succeeds. But it’s Jin who actually falls for her.This story was inspired by Jet Pack Blues by Fall Out Boy.
Suga
...
JHope
...
Jimin
...
V
...
Jungkook
...
GOT7
JB
WISHFUL : a / f
The reader and JB have grown close and it looks like they are going to date, at the last minute she pushes him away.
Mark
THE ANTITHESIS OF WHAT A LEAD SHOULD BE ft. YOUNG K (DAY6) : a 🔮
Maisy has always known that Mark was her soul mate. The only problem was that Mark wasn’t so sure of that fact. For the first time ever, Maisy becomes uncertain of where she stands with him after he finds someone that needs him. Heroine Disqualified Esc.
Parent Story to EVERYTHING
Jackson
I DON’T LIKE HER : a
Jackson’s in a relationship where not only is he acting shady but so is (Y/N)’s best friend.
NEVER EVER : a
Jackson hasn’t been able to let go of you after breaking your relationship off.
MARKED FOR FATHERHOOD
During a heated night, Jackson marks the girl he’s been in love with for 6 years. And he’s pretty unprepared for the pup that’s on it’s way.
Jinyoung
INFORMANT : a
After a botched mission, Jinyoung is unwilling stuck with an informant who has too many ties to the police
Youngjae
GROCERY JEALOUSY : a
Youngjae gets jealous over the time you are spending with Jinyoung
BamBam
VOODOO : a
Bambam grew up with a healthy fear and hate of all things magic. His fiance, has kept her own hidden from him. Upon learning that she is a witch, he can’t stop himself from accusing her of forcing him to love her with a simple spell.
Yugyeom
...
EXO
Suho
TURN YOU DOWN : a
Despite no confession being announced, Suho has repeatedly rejected the reader. After 3 rejections in one month, the reader decides to pull back from him, leaving him to figure out his own feelings.
Xiumin
KEEP YOU SECRET
SERIES ONE : a
Ella and Xiumin have been in a relationship for 3 years. But after her cousin, Eve, catches feelings, the media learns of the relationship.
SERIES TWO : a
Another Christmas is about to pass and Minseok is still waiting for Ella to come back. He’s spent a year finding ways to apologize, and she’s spent a year removing every bit of him from her life.
Parent Story to Mourning Dove
Lay
YOU WON’T : a
Lay has begun to treat you as a prop to his image.
Baekhyun
...
Chen
TAKEN ADVANTAGE : a
Chen isn’t one to pass up a good deal. This deal being your willingness to assist him. But it goes further than that and dips into a territory of him taking advantage of you.
Chanyeol
LISTEN : a
A guy from class is adamant that you will hook up, despite you turning him down numerous times. Finally after being particularly harsh, he takes his revenge a bit to far.
D.O
...
Kai
THE LETTERS SHE WROTE :a 🔮 🔮 🔮
Split Timeline
A simple decision results in your death. Given a second chance, you are sent back 5 years to begin your life again. To ensure what happened doesn’t again, you eliminate Jongin from your life before you can fall in love with him again. But it doesn’t always work out with the best intentions, and Jongin is determined to have you in his life.
Sehun
...
OT12 Members Located at Bottom
K.A.R.D
J.Seph
WHAT THE MEDIA DOESN’T KNOW : a
While dating one idol to boost the groups image, J.Seph has fallen for a close friend of the group, (Y/N).
TOXICITY : a
Your relationship with J.Seph turns toxic
BM
SO GUESS WHAT : a
Matthew has been close with a girl he met over the internet for awhile. Upon meeting her in real life, he begins to act different.
Somin
...
Jiwoo
...
SHINee
Onew
...
Jonghyun
...
Key
...
Minho
...
Taemin
TELL ME WHAT TO DO : a
LITTLE PRINCESS SPIN OFF
Miwon’s close American friend, Lucy, comes to stay in Korea while working on her masters degree. Lee Taemin can’t shake his feelings for Miwon, despite her going strong with Daesung for over a year. And Lucy is determined to make him move on.
MONSTA X
Shownu
...
Wonho
THE DAUGHTER : a 🔮
Mafia Au
Wonho is sent undercover as a bodyguard to the Boss’ long lost daughter. Unaware of who he is, she falls for him. And he struggles with knowing he will never be good enough.
Minhyuk
...
Kihyun
...
Hyungwon
...
Joohoney
ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK : a, I guess?
Due to a misunderstanding Kihyun tries to keep Jooheon from succeeding in asking out the reader.
MEANT TO BE : a
He didn’t realize how quickly she had faded from his side.
I.M.
...
DAY6
Sungjin
...
Jae
...
Young K
EVERYTHING
SERIES ONE
Brian finds himself falling for the grumpy girl at the ice cream shop he always goes to with Maisy. Despite her constantly pushing him away, he’s decided he’s sticking to her until she realizes he’s everything she wants.
SERIES TWO
6 Months since Angel and Brian split, DAY6 is sent to Brazil for a long term publicity event. During this time Brian hopes to see Angel but doesn’t have much hope that the relationship will begin again.
THE ANTITHESIS OF WHAT A LEAD SHOULD BE SPIN OFF
Wonpil
...
Dowoon
...
Jay Park
MOURNING DOVE : a
KEEP YOU SECRET SPIN OFF
Ella’s twin sister Emeline comes to Korea to stay with her sister while she works on her Masters in Vet Medicine. Due to feeling like a third wheel with Ella and Minseok, Emi chooses to stay at Jay’s. Despite not getting along with her as kids, he’s attracted to Emi now and hopes to pursue a friends with benefits relationship with her, which quickly leads to him unwillingly falling for her.
ICE QUEEN : a
As a proclaimed “ice queen” you had made the executive decision to avoid relationships. Jay being a proclaimed “play boy” has set you in his sights. At first it seems that he genuinely seems to care. But you can’t quell the fact that everyone sees him out partying every night, or the fact that his “best friend” is a little too close to him for your own comfort.
Simon D
Loco
Gray
Aaron Yan
DRUNKEN BREAK UPS : a,f
During a drunken night, Aaron, assumes that (Y/N)’s missing luggage means she has left him. In reality, she has merely gone on a trip.
WITH : a
Due to a forgotten conversation, Aaron makes some wild accusations.
Bii
Mike D’Angelo
Former Exo Members
Kris Wu
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KYLIE JENNER'S BODYGUARD IS STORMI’S REAL FATHER?
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There's another fan paranoid idea that Stormi Webster's father is really Kylie Jenner's protector, and TBH… we can't unsee these examination photographs.
One more day, another Kar-Jenner Konspiracy Theory. This time around, fans are persuaded that Stormi Webster's father isn't really Travis Scott. Yet, they're not going into Tyga domain either – rather, they surmise that Kylie Jenner's protector is the father. After the Internet got tightly to a photograph of her security monitor, Tim Chung, they quickly started contrasting his resemblance with Stormi's.
"So y'all will disclose to me I'm the special case who sees something odd about Kylie's infant and her guardian? Alright… " one individual subtitled a photograph of the child, Travis and the security watch. "I've never been more persuaded by a hypothesis!! Kylie Jenner's infant. Is the protectors infant. Kris is up to something!" another person tweeted. Truth be told, up until the point that this minute I didn't recognize what the 20-year-old's security monitor's name was, don't worry about it what he resembled.
Be that as it may, in the wake of looking at what Twitter concocted, I can see where fans are originating from. I don't really trust it, however hello, Kris Jenner truly can work some enchantment with regards to her family. Truth be told, the momager even got a couple of yell outs of her own in connection to this hypothesis. "Kris is some place shouting on the telephone about getting all notices of Kylie and her protector realized down right now lol," one fan tweeted.
Here's the thing however: the infant's introduction to the world authentication has just been discharged. Does it say Tim Chung is the father? No. It obviously demonstrates Travis' genuine name (Jacques Webster) in where it records who the youngster's father is. No doubt about it, this trick is likely more fiction than truth, yet pleasant attempt Twitter.
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