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ahgasegotarmy116 · 3 months
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Seven Days to Fall Again | Thursday | Jeon Jungkook
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Inspired by the MV "Seven" by Jung Kook ft. Latto (obvi lol) Summary: Flowers for my love. Jungkook is trying absolutely everything he can to get you back. No matter how ridiculous it might seem. Pairing: Reader x Jungkook (almost exes to lovers lol) Word Count: 3.2k (longer one this time lol) a/n: So I haven't posted anything for this series in almost a month so I'm really really sorry for that. I have so many other series going at this point that it's taken me a second to come back around and write for this one again. This one is a little bit longer to hopefully make up for it. Let me know what you think! p.s. Pretty much wrote all of this is one night so I hope it's not complete crap but I thought it was cute hehe Start from the beginning
Jungkook's visit yesterday threw me for a loop to say the least. 
I've tried to do everything in my power to make sure it doesn't get to me but no matter how many pep talks I give myself or how many times I've tried to scold myself instead, nothing works. 
I miss him, and I hate myself because of that. 
I've been able to go through my morning and most of my afternoon with radio silence from him which has been incredible for my stress levels but I can't help but feel his absence more and more as time goes by.
He was hardly ever around for the last few months of our relationship so I don't know why his presence; which I had specifically chose not to have around now almost feels more painful. 
"Maybe I just need a walk" I say out loud "Yeah a walk and some fresh air should clear everything up" I continue, trying to lie to myself in thinking that some sunshine might actually fix this. 
Walking out of my apartment and heading straight to the subway I make a decision to go to a little cafe that I used to go to with my classmates. It's been a while since I've been there and their strawberry crepes were to die for from what I remember so I think it's time I treated myself to something nice.
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Leaving the station I notice a big crowd starting to  gather around and I get a glimpse of what they're all staring at, seeing that it's some guy getting picked up off the ground and rolled out on a gurney. 
Taking a closer look, believing that I somehow know them, I feel the need to make sure they're okay but I'm stopped by the police tape they've put up. 
Once the guy's head turns towards me my eyes widen in horror seeing that it's Jungkook. "Wait! Wait! Jungkook! Wait that's my boyfriend!" I say and duck under the yellow tape not bothering to worry about the repercussions. 
When he hears my voice and opens his eyes and I see them quickly change from seeming like he had been on the edge of life and death into his big doe ones, sending me a bright smile, showing zero sighs of distress anymore and leaves me stopping in my tracks.
"CUT" I hear someone shout in the distance. "Who is this girl and why is she on my set?" the same voice say as they gradually get closer. 
"No one" I say, crossing my arms over my chest and see Jungkook give me an awkward smile in response. I scoff and don't bother listening to no doubt the director trying to speak to me and from the small bits I catch onto it sounds almost as if he wanted me to complete the scene. 
"Not interested" I mumble and walk off, ignoring their efforts to keep me there. "Baby wait!" I hear Jungkook say as he struggles to get the belt they had fastened off of him. 
I don't even bother responding and continue to make my way down the street to the cafe, praying that he won't follow me but it seems as though the universe is laughing at me because despite the growing crowd around us he still is able to keep his eyes on me. 
"Y/n wait! Please!" he yells, making sure that there's no way possible that I couldn't hear him but I choose to ignore him nonetheless. "Please Noona wait!" he continues, using a word that he knows will get a reaction out of me and my steps stutter for a second but I regain my balance seamlessly and pick up the pace seconds after. 
"Excuse me, sorry. Excuse me, thank you" I hear him say, continuing to use that loud voice letting me know that he's still on my tail but as soon as I get to a crosswalk I start to walk a bit faster, hoping to cut him off and lose him when he hopefully gets stuck waiting for the next light and luckily this time it works. 
I take a quick glance behind me to check and see him standing there catching my gaze and turning to a flower vender beside him and buying a bouquet of sunflowers, my favorite flowers during this time of year and I know he didn't just get them randomly because no matter how much I think he doesn't pay attention or care about our relationship I know he makes sure he knows the little things about me.
And that's one of the things that makes me want to take him back. 
"Y/n wait! Please" he yells and I turn around just in time to see him decide to take a risk and cross the street without waiting for the light and seconds later I hear the sound of tires screeching on the pavement and see Jungkook duck out of view. 
"Jungkook" I whisper, stopping dead in my tracks, my body totally frozen at the thought that he might've gotten hit. 
Moments later though I see the sunflowers resurface above the crowd and his head soon after that and I watch the exchange between him and the driver and then soon see him turning back to me and abandoning the conversation to start running after me again. 
"Wait!" he says and I turn on my heel to keep going, hating the fact that I've already lost the distance I had gained between us. 
I duck into a random shop in hopes that he'll somehow lose sight of me and walk right past it, losing me and hopefully letting me resume my intended relaxing day to myself. I'll just stop by the bakery instead and make my way home so I can head in the opposite way of what he probably had expected me to be going in. 
As I hear the shopkeeper welcome me I quickly return their greeting and hide behind one of their shelves, picking up a random book and holding it up to my face. Making sure it's open and covering me just enough for him not to notice, but also giving me enough visual to see him pass by and continue his search in the opposite way, just as I had planned. 
I watch as he walks past the store, frantically turning his head in all directions to see if he could finally catch sight of me again and to my delight he continues on the path he had seen me on a few minutes before. 
I let out a deep breath at the sight and put the book down, finally gaining some of that peace of mind. 
"Were you looking for anything specific dear?" the older shopkeeper asks. "No not really, I was just trying to lose my tail" I say pointing towards the window. "My ex boyfriend has been trying to get me back and he won't stop trying to talk to me so we can 'Talk things out' or whatever" I say, letting out a huge sigh, happy to get a chance to talk to someone at least a little bit. 
"Well have you given him a chance to say his piece yet?" she questions, leaving me shocked, expecting her to side with me. "Well...no, but we've gone through these sorts of problems before and I just don't want him to say something that will convince me to give him another chance again" I say, walking towards her and leaning on a shelf nearby. 
She takes a second to think before responding and says something that I was hoping she wouldn't. "You need to give him a chance to at least say something. Everyone deserves closure don't you think?" she says with a soft smile, hoping to get through to me. "Unless he's violent or something of that sort. Then he can go fuck himself" she says with a grin, already knowing that's not the case. 
I open and close my mouth a bit, not really knowing how to respond and she laughs at my reaction, loving how much she's caught me off guard. "He was the young man that just passed by with those sunflowers wasn't he?" she says with a knowing smile. "How did you-" I start out but she cuts me off with another laugh. 
"That boy had the most adorable panicked look, searching here and there as if he had lost his owner. He's quite handsome if you ask me" she say winking at me and making me blush a bit at her straightforward nature. "Give him a chance love. And if you let him go, then you let him go. Trust me, you don't want to deal with the what ifs if he stops trying" she says giving me a soft smile. 
I know she's right and I know I should at least hear him out but at this point I think it's something I've gotta work my way up to. His all or nothing attitude right now is just too much for me. 
"You're right. I'll take some time and when I'm ready I'll sit down with him to talk it all out. Thank you. Oh I'm sorry I should probably get out of your hair. Uh" I stammer at the end, feeling guilty for taking up so much of her time. 
"Um here, can I buy this?" I ask, placing a little bear with a lavender flower embroidered on it's collar on the counter, grabbing the first thing I laid eyes on. It can't be more than four inches tall with it's cute round belly and a little sun hat on it with the ears sticking through it. 
"Keep it" she say, not even bothering to offer room for discussion as she walks away from the counter. "It's full of lavender petals so keep it close and the smell will help calm you down whenever you need it. You might even want to hold it close when you're talking to that boyfriend of yours" she says with a wink and walks to the back of the store, disappearing behind a shelf, leaving me alone with my thoughts. 
I pull out my wallet and put a five dollar bill in the tip jar and take a second glance at the bear and hold it up close to my face, breathing in it's sweet and slightly musky fragrance. I smile down at it's cute little face and put it in my purse. 'I've never been in this bookstore before' I think to myself, now finally taking a second to check out the rest of the interior beyond the immediate storefront. 
I make it a note to come back here one day and return her kindness by bringing something for her to repay her not only for the bear but also for her hospitality and advice.
I take one last glance around and turn to make my way out. 
"You certainly took your time in there" I hear a familiar voice say beside me, leaving me holding my breath for a second at the scare. "Jungkook" I say placing my hand over my chest before using that same hand seconds later to wack his arm making him drop the flowers he had started to hold out for me to take. 
"Hey! What was that for?" he whines, rubbing his arm for a few seconds and picking them back up. "That's for not only scaring me just now, but also scarring me earlier today with that stupid ambulance nonsense" I say throwing my arm out towards what I now know as being a stupid movie set and when I turn back to face him all I can see is a big grin on his face. 
"Why are you smiling at me like that?" I question crossing my arms over my chest. "You know you called me your boyfriend back there right?" he says, his smile growing even wider. I scoff at the memory and don't even dignify his words with a response, turning and making my way back to the bakery just as I had intended as my plan B.
"Wait Noona please" he says and places a light grip on my arm. "What?" I spit out, turning to face him again, a look of displeasure on my face which somehow makes him smile even wider. "Can I at least walk you home?" he asks, poised in anticipation. 
Now that the shop keeper had equated him to a dog I can't help but notice how much he's been giving off golden retriever energy these past few days. Excited and begging for my attention no matter what I say.
"I'm not going home" I say pulling my arm out of his grasp but he grabs onto my hand this time instead, making me stop again, knowing that as much as I want to, I'm probably not going to get my way this time. "Can I walk you to wherever you're going then?" he questions, now completing the look with his puppy dog eyes that pull on my heartstrings every time.
"Fine" I say and he happily catches up to me after deciding to hand the flowers off to some guy and his girlfriend, knowing for a fact that I won't take them. For a second I don't even realize that he had decided to hold my hand again until he sways them back and forth a bit making me rip mine out of his grasp and opting to cross my arms over my chest instead, leaving it hard for him to try to grab onto me again. 
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Walking up to the bakery a few minutes later I stop and face him for a second hoping to shoo him away. "Okay, you can leave now" I say and take a few steps but I still feel his presence close behind me. "Why are you following me?" I ask turning around again, not amused at the fact that he's not listening to me. 
"Who said I was following you? I wanted to get something from here too! You know I like the chocolate donuts here, remember?" he says giving me a soft smile. "Fine" I mumble and reach for the door handle but before I can his hand reaches for it and opens it for me. I spare him a glare and he sends me a sweet bunny smile in return making me roll my eyes in response. 
I walk in and when he tries to do the same he notices a group of older woman making their way out and he waits to hold it open for them as well and I can't help but roll my eyes again, watching him continue to play the sweet loving gentlemen. They smile and thank him a few times in return which he responds with a smile and once they're finally out he heads inside intending to stand next to me in line but is cut off by a few people between us leaving me smiling in victory but it doesn't last long. 
"Excuse me sorry do you mind? I'm with her" he says pointing towards me leaving me widening my gaze and turning around but not fast enough for the others to notice if he's lying or not. "Yeah, sure" one of the guys says and they step aside and let him walk up to me but in the process of squeezing through he stumbles and falls into me a little bit, leaving him latching onto me, pressing me up against the wall I had been leaning against. 
"S-sorry Noona" he apologizes, ears turning red clearly embarrassed at our current position. "It's fine" I grumble and push him off of me, creating some much needed space and walking up to the counter where they're waiting for the next customer. 
"Hi can I get a raspberry donut and a ham and cheese croissant? Thanks" I say and the worker looks over at Jungkook as he is standing next to me and waits for his order. "Oh we're not, we're not together" I say tripping over my words, this being the first time I've said that in front of someone while he's standing right next to me. 
The worker looks between us and draws what I can assume is a line under my order that she's written down and then asks for Jungkook's which he orders just what he had said before, a chocolate donut. 
"Thank you" he says warmly and the worker looks between the two of us, not believing my words from before but smiles almost amused by our situation and tells us our orders will be right out before handing the paper over to the cashier where she gives me my total. 
Before I'm even able to reach for my card though I see Jungkook place his phone on the card reader to pay. 
"Hey!" I say in protest while Jungkook tells her to ring him up again for his donut as well. I decide it's useless arguing with him in public and walk off to the side to wait for our food. "I can pay for my own food" I grumble as he walks up to me. "I know, but I wanted to" he says simply and we wait in silence until they hand us our bags. 
"So where are you going now?" he asks, holding the door open for me again and jogging after me, having to hold the door for the next person again. "Home" I say and make my way to the subway entrance. "Can I walk you home?" he asks, already knowing the answer but trying anyway. 
"No Jungkook. You can't. You asked if you could walk me to wherever I was going next but that isn't an invitation to follow me around for the rest of the day. Just leave me alone." I say, the last part not as confident as the rest. "I just want to make sure you get back safely" he offers and at that my blood starts boiling. 
"I'm more that capable of taking care of myself! I don't need you to babysit me because last time I checked I was the one that was older than you" spit out at him, pressing a finger on his chest. Getting more and more irritated with every breath and watch as his eyes get wide, surprised by my sudden hostile nature. 
"I'm s-sorry I didn't think tha-" "And that's exactly what your problem is. You don't think about what I want or even what I don't want. Now will you please leave me alone? I don't want to deal with this today and I don't want you to follow me" I say, punctuating my words so it'll get through his thick skull. 
He opens his mouth to respond but I cut him off again before he makes me even more upset. "Don't" I say and walk away, throwing my food away in the nearest trashcan and descend down the step into the subway station, hoping and praying he doesn't follow me. 
This time around though the universe smiles down at me, granting my wishes but leaves behind a broken and beaten down Jungkook, truly trying to figure out how everything went so wrong. 
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explosionkatsu · 5 months
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“Age doesn't matter,” 22
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Dad!Bakugo x F!Babysitter!Teacher!Reader
Part 21
You just rolled your eyes at him and handed him the clothes you were holding. "Just wear these on. Let me know if it fits." You simply said and walked away.
Katsuki only raised an eyebrow.
Deep inside, you were exploding. His body was built by gods. All the biceps and the muscles, the thin waist, and the scars add up to his look.
But Y/n just shook her head to erase those thoughts and headed straight to her kitchen. She was still clueless about the kiss.
Does that mean Katsuki feels something for her? Does he like her? What made him fancy someone like her? So simple like her? Compared to him, you're a civilian who knows nothing but to teach and raise a kid.
You don't even know what to think anymore. Why? Because you don't want to hurt yourself. You basically don't want to assume and yet here you are, jumping to one thing and another.
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"I didn't expect you to come so I only prepared dinner for myself." You said as you placed a bowl of hot noodles in front of him, along with two pieces of cheese bread. "I'm sorry. This is all I got for now."
"I came unexpectedly. Don't apologize," Katsuki said while watching you putting all the food on the table.
“Very unexpected, if you ask me.” You mumbled as you sat down in front of him. “Thank you for the food.” You said and started digging in.
Katsuki was staring at you though. More like watching. He was watching you enjoy hot noodles. Of course, it’s the perfect food for when it’s raining.
You noticed him watching you though. You looked at him and blinked. “Don’t you like the food?” You asked after swallowing the food. “I’m sorry, I-,”
“I said stop apologizing.” Katsuki tsked and starts slurping the noodles.
It was quiet for a moment, just the sound of thunder, television, chewing and slurping can be heard. Once done, you were surprised when Katsuki brought the bowls and utensils to the kitchen sink and even started washing.
“K-katsuki!” You stuttered as you called out. “What are you doing?!” You basically almost yelled while hurrying to his side.
“What do you think I’m doing?” Katsuki said in a ‘isn’t it obvious tone.’
“I- what?” You blinked. “Nevermind that. Why are you doing that? You’re a guest!” You said slightly scowling. You tried pushing him away from the sink, but he won’t budge.
“I won’t be, after what happened.” He simply said and was about to rinse the dishes.
This made you remember what happened earlier. The kiss.
“Cat got your tongue?” Katsuki smirked when he never heard you utter a word.
“I don’t want t-to talk about it.” You blushed, looking away.
“I hope that implies that I like you and wanted you to be my girlfriend,” His voice suddenly went serious while focusing on rinsing.
“E-eh?” You stuttered, once again.
“Can you stop that? Fucking reminds me of Deku.” Katsuki tsked. “And I’m serious.” Kastuki added.
“I know you are.” You quietly responded. “But aren’t you going to ask me out?” You added quietly.
Unfortunately, he heard it. “I’m fucking desperate to fix things with you.” He spoke. “Hell, I’m not even thinking straight. I just went with what I feel right.” While speaking, he paused on his movement to look at you.
The way he looked at you took your breath away. It was different from the way he looked at you before. Those aren’t the eyes who used to glare at you whenever you tried cooking dinner at his home. This right here is genuine.
You were speechless.
“Tomorrow, I’ll take you out after my shift.” Katsuki simply said. “I’ll leave Kazui with mom.”
“Can I have a say in here?”
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You're anxious. It's been a while since you've been on a date. Heck, you can't even remember when it was.
Your co-teachers are asking if you've been feeling okay and that you're acting weird. Who wouldn't be? Dynamight just messaged you he'll pick you up after his shift. Hell, he will intentionally go to Kazui's echo, not because he needs to pick up Kazui, but because he'll pick you up.
And due to how anxious you are, you actually had a hard time picking up what to wear this morning. You wanted to look casual yet elegant. Why? Because you're going on a date with the number 2 hero and you want to look presentable because you know that cameras will be about. So here you are, wearing a dark green over-knee dress along with two-inch black wedge heels.
Your day went on smoothly as you taught, guided, and watched your students. Some even commented that you look extra beautiful today which flatters you. Until the class ended. Kids bid you goodbye as they departed the building, on their way to their parents who were waiting for them outside the school.
Your heart was thumping rapidly. Your eyes are scrutinizing around you, searching for the familiar vehicle which thankfully there's none yet.
After waving goodbye to the students, you went back to your homeroom where you saw Kazui fixing his things.
"Kazui-chan." You called out.
Kazui looked at you, blinking curiously. “Yes, Miss Y/n?” He asked.
“U-um.” You stuttered. “Do you know who will be picking you up today?” You asked as you fixed your things as well.
“Well, papa said Uncle Eiji will drop me off at Grandma since he said he’ll be busy,” Kazui explained, finally zipping close his bag.
‘Then I guess the date is canceled?’ You thought to yourself.
“Miss Y/N?” Kazui called you out.
“Oh!” You internally slap yourself and look back to Kazui. “Yes, sweetie?”
“Are you and Papa okay now?” Kazui asked.
This caught you off guard of course. You didn’t expect him to be this observant, especially between Katsuki and you. “W-we’re always okay. Why do you ask?” You lied.
“You never visit us anymore.” Kazui pouted. “I only see you here at school but not in our home anymore.. I-I thought Papa and you had an argument.”
“Kazui-chan..” You mumbled and went closer to Kazui, kneeling. You gently touched his cheek and brushed your thumb, caressing him gently. “You don’t need to worry about us.” You smiled.
“Tomorrow, I’ll visit you, would you like that?”
Kazui suddenly beamed. “Really?!”
You giggled seeing his reaction. “Yes, sweetie.”
“Yay!!”
Part 23
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This is very short and this is the only day I am available. I don't know when I'll be able to update again but I'll do my best! Thank you all for your patience!
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lilisette · 2 months
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Masks Under the Chandelier | Caleb/Reader
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About: A fic idea wherein you and Caleb meet months later in a gala. To you, this person is a stranger you just met. But to this person, you were more than that...
Pairing: Caleb/Reader
Notes: Might actually write this tbh... Caleb is my favorite ngl hahaha...
Warnings: Spoilers for Chapter 4! Please do not read if you haven't read it yet!
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Imagine there is a gala or some high class event where you have to attend, perhaps as part of the event's security detail. With all the Metafluxes and Wanderers going about, it's important that the organizers call a few hunters to protect them from harm. But them going in uniform will no doubt alert the guests so you have to go undercover and dress up in a formal party outfit, a gown or whatever you wish to wear.
And by chance, because of all the important people there, the organization that kidnapped Caleb (since he is not dead idc what the game says) is invited to attend too. So they send Caleb, undercover of course, to attend.
Caleb donned a new persona, dyed his hair, wear contacts and all to ensure no one would recognize him. He attends and lo and behold, he bumps into you while wandering the event hall.
While Caleb has a new persona, his voice is still unchanged and when Caleb, in shock, whispers your nickname, cause- wow you looks amazing-, you turn toward him in shock and-
"Pipsqueak?" "Caleb?" "I-" Caleb almost responded to your call, but quickly remembered that he isn't Caleb now... He could never be anymore. "Sorry miss...?" The hope that was evident in your eyes dimmed, and his heart broken all over again when your eyes softened, a sad smile gracing your face. "I'm sorry, I thought... I thought you were someone I knew for a moment." You said, the distance between you and him so close, yet so far. There was an invisible wall between you and him now, and he hated it.
You and him talk for a bit, about why you both were there. Caleb keeps getting distracted by you because he has never seen you like this before, dolled up and oh so beautiful under the crystal chandeliers. There were many times where he almost slipped up and mention something that only the both of you know, but he caught himself. And god does he hate it. He's your best friend from childhood dammit (yes zayne exists but he likes to think you prefer him over zayne), why can't he...
Why can't he be close to you anymore?
It's ironic, Caleb thought, that you were telling him, a stranger, things that he as Caleb never knew. He asked you about who you have mistaken him for, and the answer shook him to his core.
"My childhood friend. He is... well, was, my best friend." You say wistfully, staring off into the crowd and imagining what would it be like if he was still here with you. He was about to make another comment, but stopped when you opened you mouth to continue. "And perhaps... If he was still around... We would've been something much more than that." The guilt and sadness that pierced through him then was so overwhelming it almost made him kneel. And yet, like a glutton for punishment, he asked. "You think you two would've been lovers?" "Not without us being honest with each other for once. But eventually... Yes."
You two talk for a bit more until you both feel a spike in the air, your watch that was disguised as a bracelet alerting you to wanderers in the area. You tell him to not alert everywhere because it will incite panic, and made your exit.
Unbeknownst to you, he trails after you, just like the time before the whole explosion happened. He watches you take down the wanderers with ease but then he sees a wanderer spawning just behind you, and without second thought, he uses his own evol to fling the wanderer away.
But before you could turn to see who it was who saved you, he hides behind cover. And before you could approach the spot, the wanderer stands up again, giving him ample time to slip away.
He watches you return to your post afterwards, and when you spot him again, he asks you whether you're okay and-
"Yes I am, thank you for your concern. Though..." You trailed off, your mind still stuck on the mystery of who saved you back there. "Is there something wrong?" "No! No. I just... No, it's nothing, probably just my imagination." You said, looking away and into the crowd of guests who were unaware of the Wanderer sighting, missing the look of guilt that was plastered all over his face.
Caleb, even under a different persona, was constantly worried about you. He waited for you to report to captain Jenna and escorted you home after the whole event. Before opening the door to your apartment however, you turned towards him.
"You don't have to do this, you know." "I insist." He expected you to open the door and leave, and you two will never see each other again, but instead, you looked towards him and smiled. "I thought about what you said. I think... I think you're right. I should start moving on." You said, and before he could ask why you were telling him this, you handed him your phone. "If it's alright, can we exchange numbers?"
Caleb knew he shouldn't do this. The organization specifically said that he was not to contact you at all costs. But well, Caleb reasoned with himself, they didn't say he cannot contact you while under a new persona. So he gave you his number as well.
The moment you entered your apartment and him in the elevator, he leaned against the wall and sighed.
What the fuck did he just get himself into?
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anonymergremlin · 6 months
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Two loves
A little one-shot I wrote based on my idea for my P x OC ship. It includes my idea for a fem!reader who is not just a childhood friend of Carlo, but also the person who fell in love with him.
Sorry that it's not gender neutral. I
By the way, if you are curious. I might talk about my Lies of P OC some other time.
I hope you enjoy this little fanfic.
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“I love you”, she said. Something she needed to tell him, even though she didn’t know if the answer would satisfy her at all. The young woman just had to get this feeling of her chest. Knowing that soon she would no longer have any opportunity anymore. Her orbs focused on his. The brown gleam in his eyes gave her hope, but no words left his lips. He just stood there, touched by the cold of the weather. Brown curls hang down his gentle face. His white shirt was soaked from the rain, showing a little bit of his soft pale skin. 
“I love you, Carlo.”
A memory, she remembered. Just another memory.
Both her hands pressed against the soft mattress beneath her. Slowly, she lifted her body from the lying position. She turned her head in the direction of the nearest window. Greeted by the darkness of the night. Her fingers moved to her face, rubbing over her sleepy eyes. She wondered if the memory was a good dream or just another nightmare of the past.
Carlo is dead. There would be no answer to her confession. No chance to find out what might have been. All her thoughts returned to the memories of their time together. Making a mess of an already troubled mind. But then a certain mechanical sound reached her ears and brought her back to the present.
Her orbs moved to the source of the sound. Only to be met by the sight of a sleeping beauty. At that moment, he looked more human to her than ever before. If it weren't for those freckles that looked like stars in the night sky and his mechanical hand, she would have thought that Carlo was lying next to her.
She turned her upper body around, slowly lowering herself to come closer to his shape. Focusing her gaze on his face. Her lips formed a name: "P" and he responded. Blue eyes came into view. Bright and full of life. As if he had always been this human. More words wanted to leave her lips. She wanted to say something, but he stopped her. His metallic arm reached for her face, cupping one of her cheeks gently. The mental thumb rubbing over her skin was so gentle and soft. Just as she had always done to him. The woman couldn't help but lean into his touch. To feel the love coming from the puppet.
P looks like Carlo. Almost looks like the boy she loves. He certainly shares some of his features. But P isn't Carlo. He is his own self. These feelings for the puppet aren't her feelings for Carlo. They are something new, something different. 
Geppetto told her that Carlo could return if she would only obey his words. Make sure he remains a good boy and everything will be as it was. But she can't. Carlo shouldn't return at the cost of sacrificing P's life. The puppet deserves to live, deserves to become human.
The young woman truly loves Carlo. Even now, after all these years. But...
"I love you, Geppetto's puppet. I love you, P".
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Bye bye?
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Genre : half angst (more to 1/4)
Tw : none
Pairing : Mysta x child!reader (platonic)
Characters : luxiem and you, but Luca and shu doesn't get dialogues
Story : you're leaving...?
Info : the reader is about 9-10 yrs old
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"Hey, Mysta...?" you mumble, roused from your sleep by the noise outside.
All at once, the room falls silent as everyone's attention shifts slowly to you. Their expressions seem fraught with worry as if they're uncertain about what to do next.
"Did we wake you, (Name)? Sorry about that," Mysta apologizes, scooping you up.
You shake your head, assuring them it's fine. But you can't help wondering why they're all here. Glancing at the wall clock, you pause.
"It's almost 3 AM..." you murmur, tilting your head as you look at them.
"Well, we needed to discuss a few things. Sorry for the timing, but don't sweat it," Ike chimes in from the rear, his customary grin in place.
"Oh... Okay...," you reply with a sleepy yawn.
"Let's get you back to bed, all right?" Mysta suggests, to which you respond with a drowsy nod.
He carries you back to your room, lingering until sleep claims you once more.
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"(Name)?" Mysta's voice gently pulls you from your slumber.
"We need to talk. Come with me for a bit," he continues, his arms scooping you up and leading you to the living room.
Still half-asleep, you respond with a sleepy hum and a nod.
"Alright," you mumble as you step into the living room, immediately sensing the tension in the air.
"What's going on?" you ask, your confusion evident.
"Well, you know I work as a detective, right?" Mysta begins cryptically.
"Yeah," you reply slowly, uncertainty tugging at you.
"This city... It's just not doing it for me anymore. I can't stay here any longer, so I've decided to move to another city," he says slowly, his words heavy with significance.
As his words sink in, your heart seems to drop.
"Wait... Does that mean I won't see you again?" you stammer, your voice wavering.
Mysta opens his mouth to respond but hesitates, his eyes reflecting a mix of emotions.
Tears begin to well up in your eyes, your voice trembling as you sniffle, "Please don't leave me."
You step towards him and embrace him tightly, your tears flowing freely.
Mysta returns the hug, holding you close. You sense the slight tremble in his embrace, matching the turmoil in your own heart.
"No, no, you'll see me again. I just can't say when," he murmurs, his voice soft.
"Promise?" you manage through your sniffles. "Promise, (Name)," he assures, his words offering a sliver of comfort.
You held onto each other, a silent understanding passing between you.
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"Promise you'll come to visit, okay?" you plead, tugging at Mysta's shirt.
Mysta turns around, his eyes meeting yours. He crouches down a bit and pats your head gently. "I promise," he assures you.
You respond with a soft hum. "So... you're leaving today, right?"
"Yeah," Mysta confirms, his voice tinged with a touch of sadness.
"I guess I'll be seeing you again soon?" you say, a bittersweet smile on your lips.
"Yeah, you will. I'll make sure of it," Mysta replies, his voice wavering as tears gather in his eyes.
"Thank you for everything, Mysta. I know we’ll meet again soon, but I just want you to know how grateful I am for you for all this time," you say, your smile holding a touch of sadness.
"It's been my pleasure, (Name). And remember, I'll always be there with you," he reassures before standing up and giving you a final wave.
With a heavy heart, he turns away and starts walking towards the train.
As you watch him leave, your heart aches, but you hold onto the warmth of his promise and his presence that will stay with you, even in his absence.
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<- MASTERLIST
-> Well, I guess this is it, although I know you probably won't see this (I hope you never do Mysta) but watching you was very fun, thank you.
-> Good luck mystakes!!
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☆ ͡ ݂  taehyun x m!reader for the world: with kang taehyun (강태현)
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834 words | 001: taehyun had been your best friend for years, he never once left your side or left you alone in a time of need, but one day; he started acting strangely. he wouldn't answer calls or texts, you were basically certain he'd fallen off the face of the universe, so you go to confront him. horribly written confessions follow. | 002: sorry i was going to write this earlier but i had a seizure and couldn't write :sob: an argument is mentioned, a bit of self depreciation on taehyuns part, also taehyun might be a bit ooc! reader uses he him pronouns as usual, also, my writing requests are open, so feel free to send in an ask if you have anything you want (: as always, apologies for any grammar or writing mistakes! i hope you like this story <3
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it started with little things, like taehyun mysteriously wandering past a book store, which also conveniently had a book y/n had mentioned he wanted but couldn't afford; and then said book ending up in y/ns hands the next day. "oh, i just saw it as i was walking past, i had some extra money." taehyun had lied. writing little notes for y/n, so that he'd remember important things. if y/n asked taehyun about it, he'd say that someone else must've written them. taehyun always made sure to say good morning to y/n, every single day, using the excuse of wanting to make sure y/n woke up at a normal and healthy time each day. it meant a lot more to taehyun, than just that.
so when taehyun's good morning messages and the notes stopped, it didn't take a genius to figure out something was wrong. y/n stood on the wooden planks of taehyun's front porch, hand pressed into a gentle fist just an inch away from the pine-wood door. he sucked in a deep breath before his skin met the door, knocking 4 times before dropping his arm down to his sides. a faint rustling could be heard inside, y/n knew taehyun was home, but nobody came to answer the door. clearing his throat, y/n decided to knock again, more firmly this time. he wasn't going to leave until he saw the face of the man he called his best friend. "kang taehyun!" y/n called out as he knocked, before the sound of footsteps hitting the floor on the other side of the door followed. his eyes followed the noise as taehyun unlocked the door and it opened. "taehyun, why have you—" "i'm sorry." taehyun's voice came out in a whisper, eyes directed at the ground, towards y/ns shoes rather than his eyes. his arms sat limp against his sides while y/ns went up and crossed against his chest. a look of anger and frustration mixed with hurt and concern laced y/ns features as he looked into taehyun's eyes the best he could with the other man actively avoiding his gaze.
it was odd. seeing taehyun like this, usually he was strong and brave, now he was afraid and you could basically see the fear dripping from his skin. anxiety kissed up the back of his neck like an abusive lover, as the air surrounding them turned uncomfortable and filled with disquietude. now the pair sat across the couch from each other, after a few minutes of stubborn arguing, y/n had made taehyun let him inside to talk.
"what happened, taehyun?" his voice quivered, shaking as he finally met the gaze of the black-haired man who sat beside him. "i don't get it, did i annoy you? you can't just randomly start ignoring me." y/ns hand went up to wipe away the slither of a tear that had accidentally seeped through his angry demeanour. "i just don't get it, no calls, no texts, no nothing." taehyun's mouth opened to speak, and a nervous breath followed. "i don't know." he whispered, looking down at his hands. "i couldn't deal with it anymore." "what?" y/n responded. "what are you talking about?" "i really, really, like you." he breathed out, voice shaky. "i do, but i don't want you to like me back." y/ns brows furrowed as he listened to taehyun's words. "you should have someone better." y/n stared at taehyun with a confused expression, the air surrounding them grew quiet, as they both processed what was going on. y/n didn’t understand, taehyun stopped talking to him because he liked him? “i think you should leave, y/n. i’m sorry.” their gaze met once more. “no, taehyun. i’m not going anywhere.” y/n exclaimed, voice gentle yet loud as he tried to make the other understand. “i like you too, taehyun.” those 4 words made taehyuns eyes widen, he had to fight back the urge to smile at the boy, he’d been wanting to hear those words for so long. “but-”
“no, taehyun. no ‘but’s, i like you too. i really do, you shouldn’t have shut me out. you should’ve spoken to me about this.” y/n spoke firmly. “really?” taehyun whispered, his voice were quiet, as if he didn’t want anyone to hear, as if he couldn’t believe it. “really.” a deep breath could be heard echoing throughout the small space between them, before y/n nervously leaned in and pressed a kiss to taehyun's soft, yet firm, lips. it was quick, and messy; neither of them were by any means a good or experienced kisser, yet taehyun's heart fluttered in his chest as his mouth lay slightly agape. taehyun leant in once more, pressing another, more stable kiss to the other's lips this time. as the pair pulled away from one another, they couldn't help the smiles that erupted on their features. it was hard to believe they were arguing just moments before, but it was as if everything had been forgiven.
"will you be my boyfriend, kang taehyun?"
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rougevingirl · 6 months
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bobal (9) - jenna ortega please? ❤️‍🩹
❝Unfinished Paths❞
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Character: Tara Carpenter
Words: 1117
Warnings: none
Wine: Bobal
Number: 9
Prompt: exes to lovers - both ending up in the same small town 8 years later…what could possibly happen?
❝prompts with wine❞
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I really tried to write for Jenna, but as the text developed I realized that it was better for Tara, nothing makes much sense, but I hope you like it. There's no happy ending here, just anguish.
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"It's so strange that we've ended up here together after all these years, but you still don't want to talk to me. You're just going to spend the whole evening drinking wine and eating takeaway, aren't you?" she asked. You had no idea why you always had to talk about these things now, always at the wrong time. Why couldn't you just get on with it as an adult? 
"Are you sure you don't want to get drunk one last time before you leave for New York? We haven't done that since we graduated from high school." - It was true; you hadn't even realized it until now. Should you have known that your only friend and girlfriend, ex now, would be living in New York City after she finally graduated, after all the turbulent events how could she go on in Woodboro? You should have known that one day that relationship would end and leave a gaping wound in your chest, even after years it still hurt so much... And yet, he didn't seem to care. Could it be that she was so used to it? So used to it that she no longer missed him?  Miss the relationship they had?
No, it wasn't that at all. No. There was something else bothering her. The point was that there was nothing wrong with her. She had always been kind to you, and still was. She was kind and helpful and very pretty. But it was more than that. The way she said things made them seem a little different from what they really were. Not in a bad way, of course, because how would she know what she wanted if her life revolved around the past, around what other people wanted? She probably wouldn't understand that at all, she wouldn't understand herself. It was just that she seemed to expect you to respond in the same way that everyone else did. And that... wasn't right at all.
There was something else wrong with her, you realized now, something beyond all the troubled events of the last few years. The reason you never wanted to think about her again was because you knew exactly what it was. Because you remembered. You had been best friends before graduation. Girlfriends. And then she'd gone to New York City and you'd broken up and then barely talked for months. Now, suddenly, you were back in the same city? What had happened between then and now? Why did you feel so lonely? What was she hiding? What had changed? Why was everything so much easier before than now? Everything was still "the same", but it felt like things had changed so much. Why couldn't you understand? Why couldn't you see the signs? Why couldn't she? Was there a part of her that wasn't even there anymore? Something inside her was gone. You knew that. He had seen it happen many times before. But when? When? Where? Had it been before or after graduation? Had you even had a normal conversation? Or were you the only one who had noticed? It was so strange; you wished you could just ask her the questions you were thinking, but you didn't think she would answer them anyway. And you really didn't want to know.
"I'm sorry to keep bringing it up," she continued. "But it seems that every time I try to mention it, you run away like the plague. Remember our first date? Remember how uncomfortable we were at first? Remember how nervous and awkward we were when we tried to kiss? Can't we just start again?"
Yes. Yes, they could. You remembered. You also remembered that it had been amazing and wonderful, everything that should happen with a first kiss. So why did you feel so miserable now? You looked down at the table, remembering those days. Your eyes fixed on his face before you slowly shook your head in denial. "That's not it at all. We went on lots of dates and kissed several times. Don't get me wrong. I love kissing you. More than anything. And I can promise you that I would never push you away to avoid kissing you." It may have sounded silly, but honestly, you meant every word you were saying. You loved kissing her. It had been the only time you had really felt happy, fulfilled and alive. It had been perfect. And maybe you needed to go out with her to forget about it for a while and create new memories with someone else. Someone other than her. And Tara, someone who wasn't you. "But I can't. I really like you. But I can't..."
She frowned in confusion, also looking perplexed. "Why? If that's really the case, then why are you so determined not to see me, not to be with me?"
Because you couldn't do that. "Because I want to. Very much. I want to see you all the time. But I can't. Because my life is here in Woodsboro. This is my home. And I don't belong anywhere else. I mean, it may sound silly, but I love this town. It's where I belong. My family is here. And my work is here. And my friends are here, and my girlfriend is here..." You stopped when she opened her mouth to speak again. That was very difficult to explain. You had to find some kind of excuse. "And I've decided to stay here, I know everything that's happened has been terrible, but I'm just leaving here to pursue my life in Boston, where my girlfriend's family lives. And maybe I'll go on like this forever. Maybe it's selfish, but I'm not going to let anything else ruin my perfect life here in Woodsboro or Boston maybe..."
She stared at you, clearly not liking the answer that came out of your mouth. Her lips formed an "o", obviously not expecting it. "I see," she finally replied. She stood up abruptly and turned to leave the restaurant. "Well then, I guess we should move on. Goodbye, Y/n. Have a good night."
You said nothing. Simply watched her walk away. You hated yourself so much. You were a coward. It was just that you were afraid. Afraid to accept what had happened before your graduation. Afraid to accept what was happening now. Afraid that maybe it was a big mistake, a sign, something that would change everything. And, above all, afraid that you were falling in love with someone who wouldn't fall in love with who you were now. That was your biggest fear. That you would become just another person she would fall in love with, but who would never be good enough.
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luvhughes43 · 1 year
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devil i know | trevor zegras x reader
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suki waterhouse masterlist - luvhughes43 masterlist🌷
note: this is part 2 to nostalgia
summary: trevor finds out yn is engaged, and things escalate
lyrics: "i'm okay with history repeating, tell me i'm the one you can't forget"
"back in hell, at least i'm comfortable. need your body when my fire's cold. hand to heart, i'm gonna stay faithful to the devil i know, the devil i know"
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you haven't seen, talked, or checked any of Trevors socials in a while. you moved on. you were engaged to a nice man, and you dutifully accepted his promises of forever. 
your fiance wasn’t like Trevor at all. he was home all the time, he didn’t prioritize anything above you, and you knew he wouldn’t just leave you as soon as he got his dream offered to him. but he also wasn’t the good parts of Trevor either. he didn’t try hard to make you laugh, he didn’t shout out his i love yous for all your friends to hear, and worst of all, he didn’t make you feel those butterflies that everyone tells you to watch out for. you knew you were supposed to go for the guy that makes you feel calm, like your fiance. but you'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want those butterflies that only Trevor could make you feel back.
y/nuser posted one month ago !
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y/nuser 05/04/23 🤍
Trevor wasn’t going to lie, he did keep some tabs on you. although he didn’t follow you on instagram anymore, his friends did and when there was a major life update they’d update him. It all started with them updating him on your wellbeing, knowing that Trevor was upset with how he broke things off. 
but you knew better. you shouldn’t have messaged him back, especially with your fiance laying asleep right next to you.
Instagram dms
trevorzegras Hey yn… I know it's been awhile but I just wanted to check up on you
y/nuser why? It's been years…
trevorzegras I've just been thinking a lot about us lately
trevorzegras I’m really sorry about how I handled things. I should've tried harder for us
y/nuser you didn't try at all. you literally broke up with me and kicked me out. we didn't even have a proper talk about it.
trevorzegras I know and that’s all on me. I’m sorry
trevorzegras Can I see you?
you shouldn’t have opened the first message, but you definitely shouldn’t have responded. And now here you were, debating on whether or not you should go see Trevor. A man you haven't seen in years… your dms with Trevor still lit up your screen, providing you with the light to see the man sleeping peacefully next to you. 
y/nuser when would you be able to meet up?
trevorzegras Are you still living in michigan?
y/nuser yes. i live about 40 minutes from the lake house
trevorzegras I can be in mich by the beginning of May
y/nuser I’ll see you then
i'm okay with history repeating, tell me i'm the one you can't forget
“what are we having for dinner?” your fiance asked as he thumped down the staircase. you were fixing your makeup in the living room mirror, getting ready to go meet up with someone you shouldn't. 
“i'm going out, remember?” you asked, turning around so you could fully face your fiance.
“uh, right. with the girls?” he questioned. 
“yeah. we’re going to go hit the bars so i might be home late. You don't have to wait up,” you turned back to the mirror, capping your tube of lipstick and moving on to scrutinise your hair. Trevor always told you he liked it up, so you grabbed an elastic and tried to figure out a style you could quickly do. 
“right. well maybe I'll just order take out or something?” his statement took on a questioning tone and you lightly sighed. 
“yeah that sounds like fun. maybe you can finish that show we’re watching, what's it called again?” you said flippantly, hoping to find something that could distract him from asking too many questions. although you knew there was nothing for him to question you about (it wasn’t unusual for you to go out with your friends) it felt different this time knowing who you were going to meet up with. 
“The White Lotus?” he supplied, but then quickly added “it’s not the same without you. it’d be traitorous to watch without you”. you cringed at the word traitorous but quickly covered it up as you knew he could see your reflection from the mirror.
“maybe you could start a new show?” you stated in a lighter tone “you can tell me all about it when I get back,” you turned around smiling at your fiance. he smiled back and moved over to the couch to find something on the tv. he seemed pleased for the moment and so you decided to make your escape.
“I’ll see you later,” you waved to him from the front door as you gathered the rest of your belongings needed for the trip. 
“no kiss goodbye?” he pouted, causing you to smile. 
“goodbye” you teased, dragging the last syllable out for emphasis. “bye!” he shouted as you shut the door behind you. 
the drive was short, and soon enough you were standing outside of Trevors rental house, unsure of whether or not you should go through with meeting him. you were convinced earlier that you should, but with the deception of your fiance… you felt guilty for what you were about to do.
Trevor opened the door, giving you no more time to question and let yourself be consumed by the fresh waves of guilt washing over you. 
the first thing you noticed when you saw Trevor was his smile. you don’t know what you expected, but he looked the same. he was more grown up of course, but seeing him ignited everything you ever felt for him inside of you. you felt the pain, the heartbreak, and of course the longing and loving that came with being so close to him for so many years. 
“do you want to come in?” Trevor asked in a low tone, momentarily startling you. you nodded in response, and he moved aside to let you in. closing the door shut behind you.
you spent most of the time just talking on his couch. you had gotten the tense apology out of the way, and you couldn’t believe how quickly you were forgiving him. 
“I just think it’s interesting how now-” Trevor leaned over mid sentence, cutting you off with his lips on your own. you didn't pull back, but you didn’t react either, letting Trevor decide how things would go. he pulled away slightly, a soft apology leaving his lips but you couldn’t hear anything.
lust and longing clouded your vision as you pulled him back to you, arm slung around his shoulders as the other lightly caressed his jaw. as soon as you kissed him you started remembering just how Trevor felt before, how often you two would be in situations just like this… how much you had missed him when he left. 
you woke up in the morning in the airbnb bed. 
“good morning” Trevor said lightly as he brushed one of his hands along your hair that was now out of its updo. 
“good morning,” you whispered back as you sat up in bed taking in your surroundings. yours and Trevors clothes were strewn around the room. your body felt on fire once you came to recollect last night's events.
fiance💍🤍: You haven't texted me an update
fiance💍🤍: Are you staying the night with one of the girls?
fiance💍🤍: Message me when you wake up. I love you
you shut your phone back off and groaned. 
“Is that your…” Trevor started but trailed off, becoming aware of what you both have just done the night before.
“my fiance? yeah…” the two of you said nothing, looking away from each other and the mess that littered the bedroom floor.
you quickly got up and ready. 
“please don’t go,” Trevor pleaded as you stood in the entry with one hand on the doorknob. you quickly dropped your hand. 
“i can’t stay Trev i have a fiance at home and-”
“leave him. just stay with me, please” he pleaded, reaching out a hand to grip yours. you didn’t push him away.
there was a brief silence, “tell me i’m the one you can’t forget” you cut through it. 
“what?” Trevor asked in shock, glancing up to look at your face.
“tell i’m the one person you can’t forget” you basically pleaded, no sense of pride left in your body.
“i can't forget you yn. i haven’t and i won't” he said, moving to stand less than a foot away from you. he leaned down so his forehead was resting against yours and you both sighed out. 
“i’ll see you soon, okay?” you whispered, looking up into his eyes. Trevor nodded slightly, pulling his head away from yours and leaving a small kiss on your forehead. he watched you walk away.
"back in hell, at least i'm comfortable. need your body when my fire's cold”
after the first time, you snuck out to meet Trevor multiple times throughout his stay in michigan. things gt tricky with him leaving the airbnb about a week into your rendezvous and moving into the hughes lake house for the summer, but you made it work.
you felt sick admitting it, but you were comfortable with the routine you and Trevor had created. The guilt from sneaking off into the night soon turned into pleasure, and your love for your fiance turned into something meaningless. the vow you were supposed to take in a few short months meaning absolutely nothing to you.
It was one stupid comment made about dress shopping from one of your friends. your fiance had overheard and agreed. he was actually nervous for you. the fact that you might not have your perfect dress weighed heavily on his mind as he kept pestering you to make various appointments at different bridal shops. 
you had tried on about twenty dresses, none of them looking or feeling right. you felt absolutely miserable. the weight of the fabric weighing heavily on your body as the secret you’ve been keeping from you soon-to-be husband weighed on your mind. 
“yn come on, this one looks beautiful on you!” your best friend expressed as your entourage soon became tired of waiting and watching you try on different dresses just for you to reject them.
you smiled lightly in the mirror, letting your hands trail down the dresses bodice and onto the skirt. it would have been perfect if this was what you wanted at all.
“why are you marrying him?” Trevor asked one night. you had your head on his shirtless chest, arm wrapped around him in a makeshift hug.
you tensed at his question. you weren’t even sure why you were going to get married. it had seemed like the natural progression in your relationship earlier, but now with Trevor back… you knew it wasn’t right. 
“i don't know. I feel like i have to” you admit.
“you shouldn’t feel like you have to get married,” he replied, hand resting against your bare back. 
“what other choice do i have?” you replied, sighing as Trevors hand trailed up and down your back softly.
“you have so many options,” he whispered. “you could come back to cali with me or-” you sat up looking down at him. there was a slight blush tinged across his cheeks, and the small smile on his face made you a little nervous.
“Trevor…” you trailed off.
“no, please hear me out. you can move in with me, and we’ll figure it all out” he exclaimed, a slight frown taking over his face at your hesitant reaction.
“i’m comfortable doing this with you,” you gestured between the two of you and the room that you were in, “but leaving… Trevor i don't know how to tell you this but-”
“but what? this isn’t what you want?” he gestured to himself, obviously meaning that you didn't want a relationship with him.
“It's complicated” is all you said, but that wasn’t enough for Trevor.
“this,” he gestured between the two of you and the room just like you had done earlier, “is an affair. yn you’re cheating on your fiance” he stated. “you want to hook up with me? have an affair? fine. i agreed to that. but you can't just say it means nothing to you when you're going so far out of your way to meet up with me. To lie to your fiance that you’re perfectly fine with marrying him despite everything going on with us right now” he said more aggressively as he pushed you aside so he could sit on the edge of the bed, facing away from you.
you stayed silent, taking all of his words in. 
“I’m sorry,” you whispered out as Trevor huffed and got dressed. leaving you behind in the hotel as he left. 
“hand to heart, i'm gonna stay faithful to the devil i know, the devil i know"
it was your wedding day. you were in the dress you had picked out, you had walked down the aisle with your dad holding onto your arm. your fiance had cried, you could see your friends and family smile as the officiant kept talking about promises and forever. 
your vows were over and done with next. You watched in silent horror as your finance professed his love to you in front of everyone you knew. he was holding your hands and you were terrified to break away. scared to continue on with the rest of the ceremony and terrified that you’d have to live the rest of your life out with a man you knew you didn’t love.
“if anyone objects to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace,” the officiant continued and you turned, almost comically, to see if there was anyone out there who was going to stop this. 
your eyes were big and wide, you were clearly nervous and scared. your hands that were still holding on to your fiances seemed to be slick with sweat. the wedding party looked around a little nervously at your appearance.
“don’t get married,” a man's voice sounded throughout the tense venue and you visibly relaxed as soon as you saw Trevors mop of hair rise from the crowd. “please yn” Trevor pleaded painfully. 
you didn’t even look back at the man holding your hands before you dropped them. shocked gasps and chatter sounding throughout the hall as you took off running towards Trevor.
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runningfrom2am · 7 months
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you'll have me
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summary: you wake up on the coastal venture after a fight with your boyfriend; you don't know if you're happy when his sister is the one to come to your rescue.
pairing: sarah cameron x fem!reader
wc: 1.8k
tags/warnings: a little bit of swearing, arguing, drugging, pretty darn tame other that that :)
a/n: this is for day three of obx week!! day three: reluctant friends to lovers w/ sarah! i've also never written for her before so it was a bit of a challenge but i really like how this turned out!
i hope you enjoy!! see you tomorrow for more rafe content :)
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when you wake up, shivering and sweating at the same time, your stomach turns as you try to force your eyes open. it's like you've had the best nap of your life- the colours of the world around you hardly contrasting from one another as you look around.
you quickly realize you're laying on a couch, and when you try to sit up you're quickly stopped by the fact that you're handcuffed to the radiator next to you.
your confusion only lasts for a moment, however, until you remember the last thing you knew.
"y/n, i don't want to do this but you're hardly giving me a choice!" your boyfriend shouts at you, and you quickly start stepping back from him as he approaches you quickly.
"rafe, rafe wait- i just don't want to go, i can't. this is too much i'm sorry." you try to apologize as you fumble with the door handle behind you.
"okay, okay." he stops, pressing his hands to his head as he takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm down. "let's just- i think rose made tea. i'll get you some, we'll talk about it. okay?"
you eyed him skeptically but nodded. maybe he is learning. maybe he is getting better- if he wanted to talk rather than scream. maybe he did truly care.
he left and returned a few moments later with a mug, holding it out to you. you take it and sit down on his bed. "i just- i don't feel comfortable leaving my family. all of this has gone way too far- but you take the cross. go without me. i'll come visit later." you suggest. in all honesty, you didn't have a plan of coming to see him again. you actually came to tannyhill tonight to break it off, he was too unhinged. too dangerous, and you knew it was only a matter of time before you ended up hurt.
"i don't want to leave without you." rafe replies, shaking his head. "but i don't have a choice, so you should just come with me. i have the cross, i found it- i don't know what i'll do with it just yet, but we'll be rich. for real."
you sigh and take a sip of the tea, trying to think over your response as a small smile forms on your boyfriends lips. "rafe, i can't leave. i have a life here, but you can't have that anymore. and i'm sorry, but that's just not..." you trail off, completely losing your train of thought as you furrow your brows. you give your head a quick shake to try and regain the path of what you were saying, but you have no clue. "what was i talking about?" you mumble, looking at him confused.
"coming with me." rafe answers. "you're so tired, here, have some more." he presses the mug up to your lips again and you start to wonder when you started trusting him this much, more so, when the last time you trusted him this much was. you take another small sip as you look at him over the rim, and he tilts his head at you, pushing your hair out of your face.
"right... uhm..." you try and continue as rafe is taking the mug and putting it down on his bedside table, hand quickly returning behind your back. the world is almost immediately spinning around you as your eyes get heavy. "rafe?"
he doesn't respond, and as your eyes flicker shut and you no longer have the strength to resist, you feel him throwing you over his shoulder and walking down the hall.
your boyfriend had drugged you? that's a new low- even for rafe cameron.
"help! help me!" you cry out, knowing now that you're on a boat, headed for guadeloupe. you have no idea what time it is, and your family must be worried sick.
the door creaks open slowly after a few minutes of you yelling. your head snaps up to see who it is, afraid you'll be faced with your boyfriend. for the first time in a long time, you're relieved to see his sister.
"y/n?" she whispers, quickly coming in and closing the door.
"you have to help me- seriously your brother is so fucked in the head you don't even understand." you begin, and sarah just stands there staring at you. you had a perfectly okay relationship with her before everything with the gold- before she started dating john b and before she took the pogues side in everything. you were only a year older than her, and despite this, you used to be good friends. mostly before you started dating her brother, which put a wrench in your friendship that you couldn't fix.
sarah quickly recovers from the shock of finding you, crossing her arms over her chest. "why should i help you?"
"because i don't think you came by free will either- so we can work together to get off this thing and back to the island?" you say, words venomous like it was an obvious solution.
sarah looks at the ground, thinking for a moment. "no, nope. i'm not. you're gonna sick my brother on me."
"who do you think i am?" you scoff, trying to sit up properly.
"i think you're a thief, that you're selfish, and that there isn't anything you wouldn't do for money. just like my brother. you've always been just like him- and i see that now. enjoy your life together." sarah replies bitterly, turning and reaching for the door handle.
"wait- sarah wait, wait! don't leave me here!" you plead desperately, pulling at the cuff around your wrist. sarah freezes, hand on the cold metal handle. she knows she should leave you, she has to, but she has a soft spot for you still she can't quite get rid of. "i went to tannyhill to break up with him. then he drugged me, and put me on this boat." you say, taking advantage of the second chance she's unintentionally giving you to plead your case. "i don't want to be here. please."
sarah sighs and turns back to you. "is that true?"
you nod rapidly. "yes, i swear. i can't take it anymore- he's crazy, unhinged, even! i just, i regret ever getting with him in the first place..." your tone lowers to a whisper toward the end. "he's not the rafe i knew- we knew. that boy is dead."
she nods a little bit. "but so are we." she admits. "you changed too- would you admit that? the y/n i knew would never stand by and watch everything he's done."
"i know." you agree quietly. she's right. you quite literally had stood there and watched when he shot her, and you saw the bullet hit her abdomen and you said nothing- not until rafe admitted it first. you stood by and watched him steal the cross from the church, knowing that it belonged to the heyward's in rights. "but i can't take any of that back now, i wish i could. he changed me into someone i never wanted to be, and i wish we could go back to the way things were before, sare, but i don't know how you expect me to do that."
"you can't." she admits, demeanour struck by the nickname she hasn't heard fall from your lips in so long. "i can't either, and... and i'm sorry."
"i'm sorry too." you reply, a tense silence falling over the two of you as she comes and sits next to you on the couch. sarah wouldn't admit it, but she had been angry since the first time you told her you slept with her brother, over a year ago as you laid in her bed for your weekly sleepover which soon after stopped happening. she was more angry when you told her he'd asked you on a date, a real one, and brought you flowers to your house. it was hard for her to place whether she was more angry with you or with him, so she decided on both. your friendship had never been the same, despite you trying for a long while to hold onto it.
you didn't understand her anger until she started dating john b. you didn't know it was the same feeling she had, you attributed your upset to the betrayal of her ditching you and everything you had for a life with the pogues. but as you sit next to her, skin almost touching in a tense silence, you realized you missed her so much more than you ever let yourself see.
"this isn't a trap, right? i'm going to let you go and you're going to pin me to the ground and rafe is gonna come in and shoot me again?" sarah asks, hopeful joking in her tone.
"no, no. i promise." you assure her. "i just want to go home. like you."
"my dad said he traded the cross for me." sarah mumbles. "that he gave john b the cross in exchange for him basically giving me up and he did it."
you frown, reaching up with your free hand and stroking her hair. out of habit you forgot you had. "sare... i'm so sorry."
"so like, now i don't even know what i'm going back to! if i don't have them i'll have nothing. i doubt i can stay at tannyhill alone, i don't know what i'll even do." sarah rambles on in a panic.
"hey.." you try and soothe her. "you'll have me." you smile softly.
sarah sniffles, eyes watering as she avoids your gaze. "thank you, y/n/n..." she says quietly. the amount she has missed you is hitting her like a freight train- your touch sending shivers over her scalp. "i missed you."
"i missed you too." you practically whisper, hand trailing down over her shoulder and gently brushing her neck. her skin is so soft, despite the life you know she was living this summer- one so previously foreign to the two of you in the comfort of figure eight.
she turns to face you then, anxious tears soothed by your eyes on hers. "i've missed you more than i ever cared to admit to myself." you add, the words hardly audible over her breathing and the creak of the ships hardware in the waves.
sarah's eyes drift down to your lips, under the self-imposed guise that she needed to read them to hear what you said, but instead she finds herself leaning slowly closer. you're not going to object.
your lips just hardly brush- a gentleness behind the kiss that you've never felt before. your eyes slowly open, your noses just touching. "we need to get out of here." sarah whispers, realization settling in and she quickly tries to get the handcuff off your wrist, before getting up to look for a key.
you can't help but smile as you watch her, knowing that now you're back together; as friends or something more this time around. regardless, the idea of that holds a comfort you had both been missing for a long time.
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darkstar225 · 11 months
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Twice’s 10th member is overworked
It was another day with thousands of things to do on her schedule, from a meeting with JYP (sorry I always imagine it whispered lol) to practice with the girls she calls her sisters. She can't take it anymore but knows there's no other option besides slaying and praying that she doesn't faint from exhaustion. 
As she gets to the meeting with PD-nim he greets her in such an excited way she wants to slap him -with respect, or not- 
JYP - Hey Y/N! How are you doing?
Y/N - I'm fine PD-nim and hope you're too. Not meaning to rush you but, what's this meeting about?
JYP - Well, I noticed you're receiving a lot of good comments about you're dancing so we agreed that you're the best to film the challenges on TikTok for Set Me Free!!
Y/N - Really? But I already got so much to do, any of the girls could do it perfectly
JYP - I guess... however, this could disappoint the fans, don't you think so? 
 Y/N - Okay. I'll do it for the fans!
JYP - That's the spirit! But don't leave yet, we need to talk about your schedule
Y/N - What about it?
At the moment the only thing Y/N had in mind was how good it would be if some of the events she has were cancelled. She's at her breaking point and no one seems to notice.
JYP - We got some modelling with A'pieu for the new collection they're planning to release, isn't that amazing?
Y/N - I'm tired JYP-appa... Can't you deny it? It's too much
JYP - I get you Y/N but this is an incredible opportunity for the group, not only you but the girls too, denying this could affect the rest of TWICE. 
Y/N - Fine. Is the meeting done now?
JYP - Yes, you can go Y/N. See you soon!
Y/N - Bye PD-nim, thank you.
After this horrible experience, she takes off to the practice room to start the routine with the girls, when she got there they're already started and in sync. 
Y/N - Hey unnies, I'm sorry for being late! PD-nim held me up on a meeting *rolls eyes*
Jihyo - That's okay bae, what happened that you're so annoyed?
Sana - My hon is feeling bad, who do I have to hurt?
Y/N - Hopefully you don't wanna hurt PD-nim, Sana unnie lol
Sana - It depends :)
Chaeyoung - Scary...
Dahyun - Fr bro...
Nayeon - Anyway- tell us what's going on kid!
Y/N - Okay, okay, I'd if you let me speak in the first place *crosses arms*
Jeongyeon - Tzuyu's personality is rubbing on you...
Tzuyu - As it should, you go sis!
Y/N - Thanks sis <3 
Jihyo - Tell us now.
Y/N - So... I got pissed 'cause PD put more things on my schedule and you must know how packed it already is, like dang how much more he wants me to do???
Mina - Well-
Y/N - And then he tells me that if I don't go I'm gonna affect you guys, I don't want that :(
Mina - WHAT? 
Momo - Wow, Mina screamed, this is gonna become serious reallyyyyy soon...
Mina - I'm gonna become someone's nightmare.
Sana - I mean, I'm not against it...
Jihyo - Neither am I, no one treats my kid this way!
With all the love she's feeling Y/N finally let go and starts crying, it was so overwhelming and now her sisters are there making her remember she has people she can rely on. Dahyun is the first one to get near enough to engulf their maknae in a warm hug that the others soon join.
Chaeyoung - We're here. 
Mina - We love you.
Nayeon - More than you could ever know sweetheart. 
Y/N - Tysm unnies, it's just 'cause I couldn't take it anymore. There's too much to do, I can't even sleep and eat well, it's been a while...
Jeongyeon - What do you mean babe? You're stopped eating since when?
Y/N - Well... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to.
Jihyo - This doesn't answer the question Y/N L/N, respond right now.
Y/N - It's been 3 days but it's good, I'm perfectly okay!
When these words left their maknae's mouth they couldn't even reply, all of them full of thoughts about how they didn't notice and how they're horrible unnies. They should have seen it coming, their baby always got home late, bags under her eyes and her body becoming thinner each day that passed along the week. Her eyes were full of emotion but her words said the contrary, each day she came to the dorm saying the same "I'm fine, good night unnies.". It was clear and they were blind, the unnies could only feel more stupid as each second inside their own minds passed. The first reaction after some time was to be angry, but they couldn't do anything about it, they took so long that the maknae fell asleep, as she must. 
Jihyo - I can't believe I didn't see it, girls! Let's divide ourselves, some of us go to talk with PD-nim and the others go take her to bed at the dorm. Who wants to do what?
Mina - I wish I could stay with her but I already called it, I'm gonna make this man's life miserable :)
Sana - Amen to that honey. I'll go to the dorm.
Dahyun - We from the SMC are tired from school, we wanna go to the dorm unnie.
Momo - I'll go to the dorm so I can carry the kid!
Jihyo - Okay, then the rest of the unnie line stays here with me.
Jeongyeon - Perfect, let's move girls, JYP must be ready to leave and we need to get there before he goes.
As the unnie line beside Momo left, the others got to work and fixed the practice room and their bags so they could head to the dorm. After calling their manager and informing them of what happened, Momo got near Y/N and gave her a kiss on the head before lifting her bridal style ('cause Y/N's princess ✨) and got to the van. She put Y/N on her lap so it'd be easier to lift her when they arrived, Dahyun to the right and Tzuyu to the left. The maknae line all slept till they stopped at the front of the dorm. Momo woke up the girls, beside Y/N, and carried her to the SMC room laying her near Dahyun that was sitting there waiting for their maknae.
After Chaeyoung and Tzuyu took a bath, they stayed with Y/N so Dahyun could shower too. When they all laid down they felt warm because of the puppy pile and soon fell asleep again. When Momo got there she could only coo quietly and take a photo to send on the group chat. As the unnie line saw the photo after screaming and dissing JYP-nim, they felt at peace with everything again and could only think: 
We love our dear maknaes.
A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3
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naushtheaspiringauthor · 10 months
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Treasure of the wayward price- Nikolai Lantsov x reader p2
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You didn't get an opportunity to process all what had just happened. Well of course you had wished to break the perfectly shaped jaw of the Prince, but Alina had already done the honours. You hadn't spoken to Sturmhond...Nikolai after he had revealed his true identity.
"Wow, you really did became a pirate, huh?" you folded your arms infront of you, refusing to look at him
"I- well privateer actually. But yeah, I did" he replied, stepping closer to you
There  was an awkward silence around you, but he cleared his throat and spoke hesitantly "So, how have you been?" he looked at you
"Fine. As fine as someone whose friend abandoned them and left without saying a word on his whereabouts or even a 'goodbye', could be" you responded, your words filled with resentment
"I- I'm really sorry for not telling you any of this earlier, but I had a reason, I-" He spoke with a saddened look. But you cut him off "You always have a 'reason' for everything, don't you?" you scoffed.
"Please, let me explain I-" You sprang up and got out of there, away form him, and didn't  look back at him.
That was the only interaction you had with him, throughout your journey to Os Alta. He had tried to make jokes and witty remarks in hopes of seeing you smile once again, but you didn't. He was visiting towns, villages, churches, to sponsor his alliance with the Sun Summoner . They were waving, smiling, holding children in their arms, hold hands. And you hated every moment of it. It was all and all tolerable until...he had kissed Alina.
"Why am I even here? I can't wait to get to Os Alta and stay as far away from him, as I would be capable of. Then he can spend all his time with whoever he wishes, and I wouldn't be forced to see it all. Such a fool I was, for thinking he's still care for me. He'd still remember and cherish the moments we spent together" you were too lost in your thoughts to notice Mal nudging your elbow. You finally snapped out of your thoughts, when he said out your name. He looked hurt and didn't utter a word. You followed his gaze to see Nikolai's lips pressed against Alina's.
Your heart felt like it had crawled up to your throat. You could feel your rapid heartbeat in every part of your body. You desperately wished for the floor to tear apart and  swallow you in, so you won't have to see all...this. Your brain had completely frozen up and you just stormed out of there, to wherever your feet would take you.
You had reached Os Alta after what felt like an eternity. You spent most of your time with your friends and avoided Nikolai as much as you could.
When you had told Zoya about all that had happened, she had responded with "The Prince is an idiot for passing up on you". Or maybe I was, for thinking he had loved me, you thought.
You had completed your work with David and a few others for the day and you were getting out of your workspace. It was almost midnight and there was a comforting silence surrounding the Little Palace. You were on your way to your room when you heard someone call out your name from behind. You turned around to see, Nikolai, looking at you with tired and innocent eyes.
"It's really late, you should go to bed" you turned around to leave, but he suddenly grabbed your hand.
"Please, talk to me" he said with a mournful look
"What is there to talk about?" you replied in a broken voice
"Why do you not talk to me anymore? Why have we remained nothing more than mere...strangers?" he slowly let go of your hand and stepped closer to you.
"You're a Prince,  Nikolai. You deserve to be with someone who matches your status, and the Sun Summoner is the perfect choice. I'm not willing to distract you and waste your precious time" you looked immensely hurt.
"Do- do you really think of yourself that way? . I don't care of who I am, being royalty doesn't matter one bit to me. Being with you does. You matter to me"
"If I matter to you that much, then why didn't you even bother to let me know about your plans? Do you have any idea how worried I was for you? Saints, the kinds of thoughts that came to my mind. The places my mind wandered off to.  I was your friend, Nikolai! I deserved to know" your voice began to raise, yet it was immensely broken and shattered
"Because you are more than just a 'friend' to me. What if I would've taken you with me and- and lost you. I could never live with myself for that. I kept you away from my plans, because they were dangerous! And I know, you are fully capable of protecting yourself but I could never bear the thought of losing you. You have no idea of how much you mean to me. You have been with me in times no one ever has. You have known me better than anyone did, you did. And I did try to send word to you, but I found out that you had sided with the darkling." his voice began to tremble.
You were utterly shocked at the words he had just said. What was ironic was that you had loved him all this time, but you had happened to be the one to consider him your 'friend'. You had been the one think of your bond as just a friendship. When it was so much more than that. You had known it, and now you realized that he did too.
"I- Nikolai.. I didn't knew that. I never did" your eyes were brimming with guilt. "The darkling- it wasn't my choice. He'd given me no other choice"
"That's why. I want to keep you away from all...this. I want you to be safe".  He moved closer to you, almost too close. "You're all I have ever wanted, my love. There has been no other who came to my mind every night. There has never been anyone other whom the tiniest things remind me of. There has never been anyone, except you. I love you my dear, only you. And not even the greatest powers of the universe could ever change that"
Your mind froze up at the words he had just said. You wondered if it was real or you had finally gone crazy. There was a nervous feeling in your stomach, the one you'd get everytime he looked at you and smiled at you, but in a much greater amount.
You finally held up the courage to speak and spoke "I love you too, my dear Nikolai. I always have. And my heart could never bear to see you with anyone other than myself.  And you have no idea how much pleasure and comfort it brings me to know that you feel the same" your gaze was fixed upon his.
There was small moment of silence before he asked "Can I kiss you love?"
You said nothing in reply but didn't waste another second and gently pressed your lips on his. The moment almost felt too good to be real and you slowly pulled away from him after what felt like the best moment you had in your life.
He quickly pulled you in again, one lasting much more longer and felt deeper. When you had pulled away from each other after what had felt like an eternity, you both looked deep into each other's eyes and there was a long moment of silence.
"Now that you're finally done being mad at me, what do you think of 'Sturmhond'?" he finally spoke
"Well the name sounds very fake and so does the wierd nose, but the man isn't so bad after all" you gave him a teasing smile.
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sweetlike-sugaaa · 1 year
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Chapter 6: Take A Vote
Synopsis: Everything was perfect, or at least you thought it was. What happens when you break up with your 7 boyfriends and have to deal with the aftermath of it all?
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At 20 weeks you'd just finished getting your checkup, walking out of the building with Jooheon who had an arm thrown over your shoulders, not trusting you to not fall over. "That was a good check up. I'm glad everything is looking good." You say as you rub your belly. You suddenly stop in your tracks causing Jooheon to turn around when his arm slips off your shoulder. "Everything okay sis?" He looks concerned, eyes quickly scanning your form to make sure you're okay, looking for any indication you're hurt.
You quickly reach for his hand and place it on your belly. "Wha–?" Before he can finish his sentence, his eyes are lighting up. "Oh my gosh. Bun! Is that my little baby niece or nephew?" You feel a few more kicks and you can't help but laugh at the look on Jooheon's face. It was your first time feeling them and it's a shock but it makes you so happy to be able to know that they're okay. "We have to tell everyone!" He's so excited, he takes your hand and leads you to the car while his free hand is texting the group chat.
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You had just gotten out of the shower when you hear the doorbell go off. "I got it!" You hear Chan call out as you begin to dry off. Ever since your encounter with Jungkook, you had stopped hiding your baby bump whenever you went out in public, not seeing a reason to hide it anymore. Knowing that he thinks Changkyun is the father makes it easier for you to explain why you're pregnant, so you've taken to wearing body hugging clothes to show off your small bump. You slip into a body hugging light pink sweater dress before grabbing a white coat and heading into the living room.
Nari is on the couch, bouncing excitedly as she talks to Changkyun. "Hey." Her eyes instantly light up when she sees you, running over to you and almost knocking you over in the process. "You look gorgeous! Oh I hope I look half as good as you do whenever I become pregnant." She pulls you into a hug and gives you a little squeeze. "You'll have to find someone to get you pregnant first." Changkyun teases, knowing that your best friend is too focused on her modeling career to even think about kids at the moment. "Don't tease her Chan." He lets out a sigh but apologizes.
You had decided to meet at your favorite restaurant. You and baby Bun have been craving their dishes and you figured if you're celebrating baby Bun you better treat them as well. When you get there you see Hyungwon and Minhyuk already at your usual table. You greet them before taking a seat in between Changkyun and Minhyuk, Nari and Hyungwon busy talking about the latest fashion trends.
"So has baby Bun been active since the doctor visit?" Minhyuk questions, eyes zeroing in on your belly. You nod, a smile on your face when you remember Changkyun coming home and calling out for you until he found you laying on the couch. "Bun heard Chan and started kicking. Honestly I think they're just a show off. Even now." You say as you quickly grab his hand and place it on your belly. His eyes widen and you can't help but chuckle before he finally pulls his hand away.
You think Bun has come to recognize the voices around you and now reacts to them whenever they're near. Bun having kicked up a storm when you were in the backseat with Nari on the way here. "You should do it with Hyungwon. He'd absolutely hate it." Minhyuk says with a hint of mischief in his tone. Before you can respond Jooheon and Kihyun walk in, they greet the group before settling into their seats.
You talk with your friends, everyone getting a chance to talk about their days, until Shownu finally arrives. "Sorry. Meeting ran longer than expected." He says as he greets everyone before taking a seat. You all assure him it's fine before he's signaling for the waitress to take your orders. The dinner goes by quickly, the company and the food making time fly by that you're sad it has to end already.
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Namjoon had texted the group chat to let everyone know to be home by 7:30. Jungkook didn't know what to expect when he'd received that text during his lunch break. As he's walking up the stairs to their home, he finds Taehyung getting ready to go in. "Hyung. Any idea what it's about?" Taehyung turns to Jungkook, a look of confusion on his face before he shakes his head. "Maybe he's finally going to apologize for being a dick." The older male says as he walks through the front door, Jungkook following closely behind.
They walk into the living room and he immediately notices that everyone is already sitting down in their usual spots around the room. "What's this meeting about?" Taehyung questions as he takes a seat beside his soulmate. Jungkook opting to sit beside Jin. "I know there's been tension between us and Jieun, and her and I were talking and we thought of a solution to try and resolve our situation." Namjoon says which immediately gets everyone's attention.
Yoongi's interest is instantly piqued, he's leaning forward, arms bent on his knees to try and get as close as he can to the CEO. "And what exactly is this solution to whatever situation you think is going on?" Yoongi questions, eyes not leaving the younger man. Hoseok gives his arm a squeeze, a silent warning to not stir up any trouble. And as if right on cue, the door bursts open and Jieun comes tumbling in with a few bags and suitcases trailing behind her.
"Hyung...what was that solution?" Jimin's eyes go from the bags on the floor, to the woman who just burst in, to the older male. "I'm moving in with you guys! Me and oppa thought it would be good for all of us. Your busy schedules make it hard for us to see each other and if I lived here we'd be able to see each other more!" She dumps her stuff at the entrance way before walking into the living room to greet the men.
The maknae all turn to each other, looks of unease passing across their faces. Instead of taking a seat she decides to settle on Namjoon's lap, a few of the men protesting at her choice of seat. "And where exactly is she going to be staying? We don't exactly have any available rooms right now. All the other rooms are our studios or hobby rooms." Hoseok points out, not once giving a glance to the woman before them.
"She'll be moving into yn's old room. I already had the maids clean it out and pack up all her things. They'll be donated when they find the time." He informs them which upsets the men. "Like hell she is!" Jin says standing from his seat, clearly having heard enough. "You can't just invite someone to live with us without talking to the rest of us!" Jin is absolutely furious, his face had turned red from how upset he was.
Namjoon is taken aback by his oldest lover's outburst. "That's not how a relationship works Joon-ah. You don't get to call the shots when it comes to making decisions, we all get a say." Jin says trying to calm himself down. Jungkook reaches for the older male, trying to help soothe him. "Oppa? Don't you miss me? Don't you want to see me more?" Jieun questions, a pout on her face which earns a few scoffs from the other males. This would have made Jin melt if this was a few months ago, but now it just agitated him even more.
"Let's just settle this quickly and move on. Let's take a vote, shall we? Who here wants Jieun to move in with us?" Yoongi questions, eyes scanning over each male. "Raise your hands if you want her to move in." Everyone's eyes roam around the room and only one hand goes up. "Sorry Jieun. Looks like you'll have to go back to your place." Taehyung says, mock sadness in his voice.
Her eyes widen and it's clear that she's beginning to panic. "I canceled my lease because I thought you'd all be excited for me to move in." She curls up into Namjoon, burying her face into his chest, sobs being heard coming from her. He glares at all of them, furious that they'd treat her with such animosity. "It's too late, she'll be staying with us. I don't know what's gotten into all of you but you need to remember that Jieun is with us, she's ours." Jungkook can't help but roll his eyes, for someone with an IQ of 148, Namjoon could still be so dense.
"I don't know what the fuck is your problem, but she's not ours. She is definitely not with me. And she's definitely not going to sleep in Princess' room. She can sleep on the couch or with you, but she's not going anywhere near her room. Open your eyes, nobody wants her here. Or are you too fucking blinded by your dick to see that?" Shock is clear on everyone, not expecting to see the maknae talk to Namjoon in that way. Out of all his lovers, Namjoon was the one Jungkook was closest to, besides you, so to see him so clearly talk back to the older male, definitely threw everyone for a loop.
Namjoon is stunned, he'd never experienced Jungkook talk to him like that before. "I can't be here right now. I'm fucking exhausted." Jungkook says before storming off, slamming the front door shut. Taehyung and Jimin call out to him but Hoseok stops them, telling them that he needs some space and to let him go. "I'm with Jungkook. She's not sleeping in Kitten's room. But unlike Kookie, I won't be nice. Jieun, if you step foot in there, I won't hesitate to kick you out. On that note, I'm going back to the studio. Don't wait up." Yoongi says as he walks out. Jieun is stunned, she can't believe that Yoongi would so clearly threaten to kick her out. For a moment Jin feels bad for the girl but he's then reminded that she should have known better, known that besides Namjoon, no one else has reached out to her in the past few weeks.
"I'm going to ask the maids where those boxes are, I'm going to put them back in Sunshine's room." Hoseok says as he stands up, heading towards the kitchen to find someone to direct him to said boxes. "I'll come with you." Jimin offers as he jumps up from the couch, trailing behind the older male. Jin's pager goes off and he's immediately on his feet. "I need to be back at the hospital. Don't wait up." Taehyung just wordlessly gets up, doesn't even acknowledge Namjoon or Jieun, just quietly leaves to his studio, needing to put his feelings on canvas.
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You're on the couch watching the latest episode of a show you and Changkyun had started when your phone starts to ring, an unknown number visible on the caller ID. Normally you don't answer unknown numbers, letting them go to voicemail if they were really important, but something told you to answer this one.
"Hello?" You hear some shuffling in the background before a voice speaks. "Hi. I'm calling from Filter, I have a gentleman here who's pretty drunk, gave me your phone number to call. Can you come get him?" You furrow your brows, you know all your friends are home, they'd all texted the group chat when they'd arrived. "I'm sorry. I think you have the wrong number." You're about to hang up when you hear a familiar voice in the background. "Princess. I miss you." You hear the slurred words and you can't help the way your heartbeat skips at the drunken confession.
"Let me talk to him please." You hear a grunt before the phone is being handed off. "Jungkook, are you okay? I can give the bartender one of the guys' numbers and they can come get you." You're already going through your phone when you remember you'd deleted all their numbers. "Don't wanna. I don't want to go home Princess. I can't be there right now." You can hear it in his tone, he's going to start crying if you don't calm him down. "Hey. Hey Koo. You're at Filter right? I'll be there in 15. Just stay where you are, okay?" You hear some sniffles on the other end before a soft okay.
Changkyun looks at you confused before you tell him what's going on. "You sure? I can get him myself." He offers which you shut down quickly. "I can't leave him there." He lets out a sigh but grabs his keys. It takes you less time to get there, the roads not as busy at almost 11 at night. Changkyun helps you out of the car before you're making your way into the bar, not bothering to wait for your bestfriend. You'd been to Filter before so you know where the bar was located. You spot a familiar silhouette slumped over the counter. "Koo? Are you okay?" You question, eyes looking at the bartender who just shrugs.
You can tell by his even breathing that he's knocked out. "What do you want to do?" Changkyun questions. The smart thing would probably be to bring him back to Changkyun's but you don't want it to get weird so you decide to take him back to your place. "Are you sure aegi?" You just nod and Changkyun moves to get Jungkook on his feet. "Do I need to settle a tab?" You question the bartender who shakes his head before sliding you Jungkook's debit card. You thank the bartender before you're helping Chan bring him back to the car.
Changkyun helps you get Jungkook onto the couch before you're moving to get blankets and a pillow for him. "Do you want me to stay?" You shake your head, you can't help but smile at his thoughtfulness. "I'll be okay. You have to be on set early tomorrow, so get back home and get some rest." You're practically walking him out the door. "Text me when you get home, and thank you for helping me." He just smiles before pressing a kiss to your cheek. "I already told Joo, so just call him if you need anything." He gives you a quick hug before he's turning to leave.
You let out a sigh before shutting the door. You walk back into the living room and see him passed out. You can't help but wonder what happened to him tonight, it'd been so long since you'd seen him get drunk to the point of passing out. You fish his phone out of his pocket and see that it's dead. You find a spare charger and plug it in before you leave to do your night routine with the limited products in your bathroom.
You walk out of the bathroom to see the living room lighting up, you go to investigate to see his phone going off. A quick glance at the screen shows a picture of Jimin. You debate just letting it go to voicemail and sending him a text on Jungkook's phone but you can't help but feel like that's an invasion of privacy so you take a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself, before hitting the green button.
"Jungkook-ah! Finally! We were so worried. You stormed out like 4 hours ago and haven't been answering any of our calls!" You let out a shaky breath, it's been awhile since you'd heard Jimin's voice and you'd be lying to yourself if you said you didn't miss it. "Jimin-ssi. He's with me. I'm not sure what happened but he gave the bartender my number and refused to go home, I'll let him stay with me for tonight." You know you should just let them take him home, that'd be less problems from you but he asked for you specifically and asked not to be brought home that you just can't bring yourself to go against him.
The line is silent for a moment, you hear some shuffling, what sounds like Hoseok talking to him. "Angel? Are you sure? I can come get him." Your heart skips a beat at the pet name, before you're shaking your head, only to remember he can't see you. "It's okay. I'll make sure he gets home tomorrow. It's getting late. Good night." You hear a faint good night before you're hanging up. You knew if you'd dragged the call on any longer you'd probably break down and that would have been embarrassing.
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You wake up early, it's barely even 7am when you decide to get up. Bun was being overly active that you just couldn't go back to sleep. You let out a sigh before you decide to start your day. You start off taking a quick shower before you decide to start on breakfast, that is until you realize there's nothing in your kitchen because you'd moved out a couple weeks ago and didn't want anything to spoil.
You decide to order some groceries to make breakfast for the both of you. You know Jungkook always wakes up hungry after a night of drinking and you figured it would be less awkward if you had food as a buffer. Thirty minutes later you get a text that your groceries had been delivered. You quickly get to setting everything up, it'd been awhile since you'd gotten to cook, Changkyun always insisting on doing it because he didn't think you should be standing on your feet for too long, but you're sure it's because your brother had threatened him to not make you do anything that lasted longer than fifteen minutes.
You're almost done when you hear shuffling from the living room. "Princess? What am I doing here?" You hear a tired voice coming from behind you. You have to remind yourself not to smile at how cute he looks. His hair that's a little longer now sticking out in different directions while he's rubbing at his eyes with a pout on his face. "Why don't you go wash up and we can talk. You know where the spare toothbrushes are." You say turning away from him as you finish cooking the last of the bacon.
You finish setting the table when he walks into the dining room. "Let's eat." You don't bother looking at him, opting to sit down and plate your food. He stands there awkwardly for a moment before he's taking a seat opposite of you and filling his plate. After a few moments of silence with a few stolen glances by both you and Jungkook, you decide to break it. "What happened last night Jungkook? You don't usually drink until you pass out." Jungkook notices the concern in your tone and he'd be lying if that doesn't make him feel a tad bit happy.
He lets outs a sigh, unsure if he should tell you everything, he doesn't want to upset you and inevitably have you kick him out. If you're allowing him to stay in your space, he'll take it for as long as you'll let him. "Promise you won't get mad if I tell you?" You're taken aback, unsure why it would matter to him if you'd get upset, but a part of you is nervous to hear what he has to say. "I won't get mad." You say softly, eyes looking into his.
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Hi Flor - I love the christmas corrupt a wish idea and I'd very much put a Tommy + “You can always talk to me, I will always be here for you.” on my wishlist please
I hope you have fun xx Val
Birdcage (Tommy Shelby x Reader)
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Prompt: "You can always talk to me, I will always be here for you" (I'm sorry it took me so long, Val!! but I hope you like it, darling!❤ )
Summary: You love Tommy as you never loved anyone before. Your family? You don't care anymore. Because you have him. Only Tommy. Just your saviour.
Warnings: Stockholm syndrome. Manipulation. Smut (kinda) Dark!Tommy (Corrupt a Wish is about dark fics, remember that)
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A beautiful green landscape is what you can see from the window. Accustomed to the city, the cars passing by, the horses and the noise of the people, the peace of that place is something incomparable. Sometimes you stay for a long time watching the animals grazing or the raindrops hitting against the window. The calm would be a paradise for most human beings.
Not so for you.
The door to the house opens and in walks Tommy Shelby. Your heart races at the sight of him. You love him as you have never loved anyone. You have given yourself to him body and soul so many times that you have lost count.
You smile at him when you see him, but he doesn't smile back. He looks worried. Tommy takes off his hat and sits in the chair next to the table, holding his head. He's probably been having trouble at work again.
"Tommy? Everything okay?" you ask, but you already know the answer.
He shakes his head.
"You know you can talk to me, I'll always be here for you" you tell him as you reach over and stroke his hair.
Tommy strokes your lower back and makes you sit on his lap. He buries his head in your neck and hugs you pulling you to him. Tommy lets out a sigh.
"My family," he tells you as a single explanation.
Yes, his family is troubled. You don't know them except for the things he tells you but you're sure Tommy deserves someone who causes him less trouble. Like you do.
You take his face in your hands and pull it to yours and kiss him. Tommy lets you do it and responds to the kiss too. He needs you as much as you need him.
It's not long before he lifts your dress and pulls down his pants. That closeness, that bond between the two of you is like touching the clouds. The moans of you in his ear are all he needs.
"Tommy," you murmur as you dig your fingers into his shoulders. It's almost a plea that he hears and then he increases his pace. Not just to please you, but because he needs it too. Tommy feels when you come and soon after he does too.
You're both sweaty, but it was worth it.
God, how much you love Tommy. And to think you hated him at first, what an idiot you were. But now you understand that everything he's done is for your own good. Those meetings between you, his kisses, the candlelight dinners… everything has been worth it. And if not, how do you explain that now he is using his fingers to make you have a second orgasm. You don't think you're going to make it, the first one was intense enough.
"You can do it," he says biting your lower lip "cum for me, baby."
Fortunately you're alone and he doesn't care how vocal you might be. And there's that pleasurable inner heat. His fingers worked magic and he gets you to finish one more time. Your head falls forward trying to breathe normally.
"You're perfect, darling."
"No, you are," you tell him. Tommy gives you one last kiss before helping you fix your clothes.
"Will you stay for dinner?" you ask him.
"I can't today. Tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay," you tell him with a smile.
Tommy kisses you again before walking out the door and locking it. You lean out the window and watch him drive away in his black car.
You were once a Changretta. You were once the sister of a powerful Italian mobster, until Tommy took you captive. And you hated him. You hated him for separating you from your family, for killing your father and your other brother. For leaving your mother abandoned under a bridge. Many times you prayed for Luca to find you. To save you from the devil dressed as Tommy Shelby. Then you started to see him differently. He was right, wasn't he? Tommy was right when he told you that Luca didn't want you, that all you needed was him. And then Tommy took you out of the basement where you were and brought you to that cabin surrounded by green hills. You didn't know where you were. He didn't let you out either. But you could see everything from the window. You had food, water and him.
Oh, you really loved that man who had made you see things in a different way.
You loved Thomas Shelby the way a bird in the middle of the most beautiful, coolest forest loved the hand that fed it. A bird surrounded by the most beautiful trees, but inside a cage. Dependent on that hand, because otherwise it knows it would die.
And you were the bird in that hut. You got everything you wanted, didn't you? Except freedom, but that doesn't matter.
You love Tommy Shelby.
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calebs-hangout-corner · 2 months
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(Long happy/?? rant incoming. Sorry, I just saw your account and had to talk to someone about this)
Ough. I've been thinking about when I read the original The Ghost Next Door book and it honest-to-God changed my mind or something because no book I've read so far is as of high reputation in my mind as that. Maybe it was because I was younger and hadn't read as much, but I have had it in my head for like a month now to Get That Book for myself. My school library has like twenty or so of the books but not that one!! When I saw the Goosebumps collection I was like "NO WAYYYY" but then I got really disappointed when it wasn't there. I need to ask the librarian if they can get it LOL.
Anyway, I remembered it again after going through a nostalgia blog and I searched the tag. Lo and behold, there was your blog! I don't remember any of the other plots very well (from the ones I read; the bookshelf where I originally read it was TINY and barely ever had GB books), nor any of the characters aside from Hannah and Danny, but nevertheless I'm enjoying your Goosebumps art and content a lot. Btw your art style is awesome. :D
I'm now desperate to find somewhere to watch the original 90's show. I've seen it's on Google Play or whatever and Microsoft, but I need to look into that. Help is appreciated, if you know where.
But I guess my question is: what books do you recommend? I like both the standard and the choose your own adventure ones (idk if there are any others). I read/started reading The Haunted Mask, The Werewolf of Fever Swamp, Welcome to Camp Nightmare, The Ghost Next Door (duh), Let's Get Invisible, Monster Blood, The Cuckoo Clock of Doom, The Girl Who Cried Monster (I think. That's the one where the guy eats the bugs or whatever, right?), Escape From Camp Run-for-Your-Life, You Can't Scare Me, Scream of the Evil Genie and/or Be Careful What You Wish For (one of them, lol, maybe both. I think it involved a cola can?).
Any suggestions would be appreciated! Thanks for reading this long-as-hell ask and also thank you if you respond! Obviously, no pressure. Hope you have a great week and good things come your way!
P.S., you got me to start listening to the Goosebumps the Musical: Phantom of the Auditorium soundtrack and it's so good.
-👻🪐 (I hope emoji anons are okay, just in case there's a follow-up ask or something)
Hello!!! This message is very sweet and I had fun reading it, thank you! I'm sorry it took me a day to respond, I was a little busy!
I hope you're successful in finding the book. My library has the opposite problem: It has no books except Ghost Next Door (germany doesn't really sell them anymore, so they're hard to come by, even in libraries). Also, all the Goosebumps episodes you can find on YouTube somewhere! There's many reuploads of them.
As for books I'd recommend, you've already read a few of the ones I really like! But if you need more my favorites you haven't read from the series' you mentioned liking include:
- Phantom of the Auditorium (but like the book version! Very good, very fun, really emphasises the "the gang shares one braincell" part)
- Werewolf Skin
- Calling All Creeps
- Night of the Living Dummy 1 and 2, I've heard the third is good too but that one actually didn't manage to hold my attention, but maybe it will for you!
- Welcome To Dead House (This one's fun)
- Piano Lessons Can Be Murder (I just think it's neat)
- A Night In Terror Tower (Again, I just think it's neat!!), This one also has a "Give Yourself Goosebumps" sequel book "Return To Terror Tower) I recommend aswell!
- Beware, The Snowman!
As for the Give Yourself Goosebumps books I'm like "Please Don't Feed The Vampire"
Those are the books I'm fond of. It's a bit of a list, I hope you don't mind!
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Just wanted to request yeosang angst 8 + suggestive 75 and I wanted to say I really loved blurred lines! Can't wait for your future works!!
Yeosang + Angst/Fluff -The suggestive prompt turned fluffy?? Now that I've reread the prompt, I'm picturing an entirely different story and I kind of hate this. I'm sorry 😬😔. Also, thank you!! You're amazing ❤️❤️😭😭-
(I don't like them. I like you. + I think I've made my intentions clear.)
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When the secretary rings your desk and tells you that someone is here to see you, you're sure she's mistaking you for someone else. You've never had someone visit you at your job before and you can't imagine who would be doing it now. Still, you hop in the elevator and ride down to the first floor.
As soon as the doors open, you step out and make your way to the front desk. Searching for someone familiar, you stop short when you recognize a dark head not that far away from you. His black hair faces you while he looks around, and mixed emotions swirl inside of you.
Kang Yeosang. The man you've been harboring feelings for. The one who was hanging around some pretty blonde at San's party. The image of his arm around her shoulders is still burned into your retinas. You remember having to leave the party early just so you wouldn't have to witness it anymore. 
Working up the nerve, you walk up to him. "Yeosang?"
He spins around and greets you with a blinding smile. "Hey! I hope I'm not interrupting work or anything?"
You shrug. "That depends on what you're here for."
His hand, which he has had hidden from you this entire time, comes out from behind his back. He holds a bouquet of your favorite flowers out to you and says, "These are for you."
Gingerly, you take the bouquet and admire the fresh flowers. They're beautiful, but you're confused. "Thank you. They're lovely, but what's the occasion?"
"I was hoping you'd be available to go to lunch with me?"
"Right now?"
He nods. "If that's alright."
"Like as a date or as friends catching up?"
Amusement colors his features and he smiles. "Like a date."
"Oh," you quietly respond, surprised by the events taking place. Yeosang is asking you out? He came all the way to your work with flowers to ask you out? "Why?"
He looks surprised by your response, and you can see that he's suddenly unsure of himself.
"Because I like you."
You swear you're becoming more and more dumbfounded by the moment. Did Yeosang really admit to liking you or is your imagination running wild?
"I thought you liked someone else…"
He jerks his head back and furrows his brows. "Who?"
Embarrassed by having to admit that you were watching him, you mumble, "That girl at San's party. You seemed like you knew her well."
His eyes look to the side as he tries to recall who you're talking about. Waiting  you see the moment he gains clarity.
"Are you talking about Wooyoung's cousin? The blonde?" He asks and you nod. He shakes his head with a smile. "Wooyoung asked us to make sure we kept her company since she didn't know anyone else. That's all that was."
"Oh…" you trail off feeling a little stupid.
Yeosang takes a step closer to you and catches your gaze. "I don't like her. I like you, and I think I've made my intentions pretty clear."
His eyes fall to the bouquet in your hand and then they glance around your building. When he looks back at you, he gives you a soft smile and asks, "So, do you want to go on a date with me?"
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Whumptober Day 6: Mind Control/Forced to Hurt Someone Else
Fandom: The Dragon Prince
Warning: Violents
Summary: Callum gets possessed by Aarovose on the worst day, his aunt's wedding.
  Callum knew there was a reason he told Rayla to kill him if Aaravos took control of him again. He knew that if it were to happen, someone would get hurt. So it should be him.
    He thought he would be safe at his aunt's wedding. It was a beautiful outdoor venue and the weather was perfect. Callum was so happy for Amaya and he was so excited to see her happy. The day was supposed to be one of the happiest days of her life.
    Ezren and Zym spread flowers down the aisle. Rayla sat next to Callum. "I'm sorry I'm late" she whispered.
    "It's okay" he responded. He pulled a tiny hand held mirror out of his pocket so that she should finish her hair.
    "You're the best." She tied two braids together and put them in a bun. She gave his a thumbs up when she was done.
    Katolis's wedding march started to play. Soren had learned to play piano while Corvus played the Violin. They sounded good together.
    Amaya appeared in the doorway and everyone stood. Gren walked with her. He was so excited when she asked him to walk her down the aisle. Her dress was white with blue accents. It was long but not overly flowy. She had a crimson orchard in her hair.
    Ezren was sitting with Callum and Rayla now. Zym was by the king and so was Bait. Amaya got to the altar and smiled. She looked so excited.
    As a Janai appeared a Xadian wedding march was played, orchestrated by a few of her friends. Her dress was in traditional sunfire elf tradition, consisting of mostly reds and oranges. It was floor length and had a black flower lace.
    She arrived at the altar, smiling. Gren already looked like he was going to cry. The ceremony started. Rayla awkwardly handed the hand held mirror back to Callum as the vows finished.
    He took the mirror, face up and looked down at it so he could put it in his pocket. He didn't trust himself not to drop it while trying to put it away.
    A familiar face appeared in the mirror and Callum tried to shove it away. The Startouch elf just had to make his presence known.
    "Does anyone object to this marriage?" The priest asked.
    "I do." Callum could think straight anymore. He watched his body stand and watched the horror on his aunt Amaya's face as she watched him be the only person to object.
    It wasn't Callum's voice that spoke, just his mouth. But how could she know that? Rayla stood quickly, as did Ezren. Soren jumped out of his seat. Corvus, confused, stood with him.
    "Aaravos" Rayla grimaced.
    Amaya looked at her wife then at Gren. 'What's going on?' She signed. 
    "I don't think that's Callum." Gren looked back at the scene in front of them.
    Callum's body moved from where it stood and into the aisle. He smiled as he raised a hand up to fight. "Fulminis." Aaravos detected the attack at the altar.
    As lightning shot from his fingers, Amaya grabbed Janai and got them both out of the way. Gren moved off to the side and went to make sure that both brides were alright.
    Callum couldn't stop himself from being used as a tool for the awful man. He tried as hard as he could. It felt so surreal. He was conscious of everything that he was doing but couldn't stop it. He could do nothing but watch as his body and his magic tore apart the people he loved.
    All he could do was try to fight and hope Rayla remembered what they talked about. The mage knew he would rather die right here, right now, then be a danger to the people he loved.
    "Callum!" Ezren yelled, "come on, fight it! You can beat him!"
    Aaravos pulled the puppet strings. He brought Callum's body closer to his brother and grabbed him by the neck. He pulled him up and threw him to the ground. The little boy staggered standing up.
    'No' Callum thought. 'This can't be  happening.'
    Soren grabbed his sword from his side and drew it. He hated the thought that he may have to hurt Callum but he knew that if it came down to it, he'd rather it be that way.
    Everyone was confused. "What's happening to him?" Gren translated for Amaya.
    "He's possessed!" Rayla answered.
    "By?!" Janai asked as she went to grab her and Amaya's swords. Two had been made; a sunforge blade for Amaya and a blade carefully crafted by the king's most trusted swordsmiths. Gren started to help people get away from the venue. It was the best thing he could do since he carried no weapon.
    "Aaravos! He's a Startouch elf!" Janai's blood ran cold. She already knew what it was like to lose people to him, she didn't want Amaya to as well.
    "Callum!" Callum could hear Soren call out for him but he couldn't answer. He tried but all it seemed he could do was try. Was it ever going to be enough? Trying?
    Soren handed Corvus his sword quickly. He tried to run up to Callum but Rayla stopped him. "Whatever you're going to do, don't."
    He pulled away from her anyway and went up to Aaravos. Curious, the Startouch elf let it slide. Soren grabbed the shoulders of the boy and looked into his eyes. "You're one of the strongest people I've ever met, if anyone can stop him it's you, Callum. I believe in yo-" Aaravos had heard enough.
    He grabbed Soren's neck harshly. "It's sweet, what you're trying to do" he chuckled. "It's too bad really, you won't survive long enough to see if it works."
    From behind Amaya grabbed Callum and tried to pull him off of the knight. At the same time Rayla pulled Soren away. Scratches were left on the man's neck.
    No one wanted to hurt Callum. It felt wrong, not going to fight the threat but the threat was, well in Callum's body. At the moment all they wanted was to get him free of Aaravos's control. They knew he was hurting.
    The elf struggled against Amaya. He kicked at her and scratched her. His heal cought part of her dress and the end ripped some. Swinging his leg around the general's he tripped her. It took them both down but from there he got away from her.
    Angry at her for stopping him from killing the useless golden boy, he stomped on her knee. "Let's see if that slows you down." Janai came over to her. She raised her sword towards Aaravos, wishing that hurting him didn't mean hurting Callum.
    She struck quickly. Aaravos moved back, only taking a slash to the arm. He chuckled, "Fulminis." The lightning course through her body and she fell to the ground. Amaya checked on Janai and as he went to kill the two Corvus stepped in.
    Aaravos walked to Corvus. The tracker held Soren's sword tight, frightened by the thought of what he may have to do.
    "I'll take that." The elf went to kick Corvus but he moved. He attempted to fight him, to grab the sword so he could do some real damage; but the man was able to keep it away from him.
    So when Rayla came up behind him, he decided that her weapon was good enough. She didn't expect him to grab it out of her hands.
    Callum always had a pretty smile. Today, it was creepy, almost crazy. He took the knife and faced Corvus again. He stabbed him in the side.
    Corvus cried out in pain. As the knife was pulled from his body he fell to the ground. Soren, who had been informing Gren of what was going on, rushed to his side. "It's alright, it's okay" he whispered.
    The tears falling from Callum's eyes became more frequent. He had to stop him. Corvus was important to him, he couldn't just let Aaravos kill him. He had to do something.
    Soren's words hurt. He knew the two were close but it only hit him now just how close they were. The knight had pulled him into his lap. He ran his hands over his head and tried to keep him calm. His other hand put pressure on the wound.
    Rayla grabbed Callum. She pulled him away from the two and got ready to fight. Aaravos didn't mind having to wait. He attacked Rayla, paying no attention to the danger that his vessel might be in. He pushed her away and slammed him foot into her stomach. She cried out and slipped on a flower.
    Bait tried to reach Callum. He approached him and shown a bright yellow. Aaravos kicked him off to the side.
    Ezren ran up to Bait. He was joined by Zym. He made sure he was okay. As Aaravos walked towards Rayla, he stepeed in. He looked fearless as he stood in front of his brother's body.  "Callum! I know you're there!"
    He held Rayla 's knife and stepped closer to Ezren. As his arm rose to take the boy's life, Callum collapsed. His brother caught him and placed him on the ground.
    He had finally broken free of Aaravos's control. After what felt like an eternity he sat up and looked around. Corvus had been stabbed, Janai shocked, Amaya had a broken leg, Ezren looked like he was in pain, Bait was still laying on the ground, Soren's neck looked awful, and Rayla was just now getting up. What had he done?
    The king opened his arms, inviting Callum to hug him. The mage leaned into his brother and started crying harder then before. He apologized over and over and Ezren kept trying to tell him it wasn't his fault
    Gren returned with a doctor. He looked at the sight in front of him. "Oh boy" he whispered. At least no one was dead.
    This would be a wedding to remember.
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