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alpacaparkaseok · 4 years

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7 Secrets <pt. 11>

GENRE: Soulmate!au BTS!

WARNINGS: whole lot of uwu that’s what

WORD COUNT: 4.8k

I just...no words. I’ve been wanting to get to this point for a hot minute now, so I’m glad we’ve made it. No, this isn’t quite the end. Although we’re getting there. *cue tears* Have a happy halloween this weekend! <3

By the time we make it back to the house it’s nearly evening, seeing as Jin decided to take a detour and get lost. Kyung-soon didn’t mind, she took the opportunity to re-listen to Seventeen’s new album. And then listen to it again.

We’re nearly there when we get a call from Taehyung. Jin puts it on the car speakerphone.

“Hyung! Where are you?”

“We’ve been lost, that’s where-” Jin cuts Kyung-soon off with glare.

“We were hiking and enjoying the island. We’ll be there in ten minutes. Are you guys getting ready to eat?”

As if on cue my stomach growls. Our last meal was this morning, and the granola bars have only held up for so long.

“Yeah, we’re finishing up with the food now. Guess what we’re doing tonight, though?”

A few voices can be heard in the background. It sounds like utter chaos at the house. The sound of it brings a smile to my face.

“What? What are we doing?”

“Production team just finished editing the final episode! We’re going to project it on the side of the house and watch it!”

I nearly choke, Kyung-soon turning around and staring at me in horror. Namjoon chuckles, patting me on the back while I recover.

“That was...fast.” I mumble. The production crew must have been working overtime in order to finish up the final episode so we could watch it on our trip.

Kyung-soon is in the middle of involuntarily cringing. “Oh no, this is going to be horrible. So cringey.”

I nod in agreement, Jin reaching over to grab Kyung-soon’s hand. The houses pop up in the distance - we’re almost there.

“Just pretend that it’s somebody else,” Jin tries to reassure his soulmate. “I promise, it’s really not bad. We were thoroughly entertained.” He grins at Namjoon through the rear-view mirror.

“Yeah, and besides, you guys have seen plenty of weird content from us. Consider this an even playing field.” Namjoon adds.

“Ok, I’ll see you - huh? Oh, Ichika says hi. Alright, see you in a second.” Taehyung cuts the call.

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The side of the boys’ house has turned into a temporary movie screen. Taehyung is in the process of popping popcorn while Jungkook and Jimin are giving a detailed overview of three years worth of episodes.

I think they’ve forgotten that we were very much a part of those three years. After all, it is a documentary about us.

Aera sits beside Minsuh, the two of them grinning like cheshire cats at their soulmates. They look like they’re thinking the same thing that I am.

“Yah, so where did the last episode leave off?” Aera questions, raising her eyebrows at Jimin.

“What, you don’t remember what happened two weeks ago?” Himari asks, chuckling.

Aera shrugs her shoulders. “It’s been a busy week for all of us, I can hardly remember what happened two days ago.”

Namjoon emerges from the house, a couple of blankets in hand. His eyes scan the small crowd before landing on me where I stand beside Seohyun. I’ve been trying to get a feel for how her and Yoongi’s conversation went earlier, but I don’t dare ask anything too direct with Yoongi right there. He holds her hand, looking content as she explains how she tried and failed at painting.

“Where did the last episode leave off, Joon-ah?” Hoseok asks when Jimin and Jungkook have a hard time remembering the finer details. Namjoon is in the process of spreading a blanket out on the ground, motioning for me to come over.

“Umm…” He chews on the inside of his cheek for a moment before snapping his fingers. “Aera had just pitched her new designs, and everybody made dinner for her when she got home. Then they were just getting Beth’s room ready for her to come back.”

Aera blinks as though just remembering that she has an actual job. A job she’s really, really good at.

“I can’t believe you forgot about that!” Aera feigns offense and Jimin freezes in his spot, eyes wide. “That’s my whole career we’re talking about, Jimin!”

Jungkook gives his friend a pat on the shoulder before walking over to plop into the seat beside Minsuh.

“I-I remember it now…” Jimin pouts, looking at his soulmate with puppy eyes. Aera glares at him, never one to give in easily. In fact, Aera is the fiercest when it comes to these kinds of things.

If I remember correctly, I’ve heard the boys state on several occasions that Jimin is absolutely terrifying when he’s mad.

“Hey,” Namjoon grabs my attention from the show up front. “Wanna sit? I got us an extra blanket for if we get cold.”

“Perfect.” I settle down on the blanket, laughing as Jimin tries his best to escape Aera’s wrath. She’s currently moving his chair to the opposite end, as far away from her as possible.

Minsuh turns around to look at me, her eyebrows wiggling mischievously. “Are you ready for this cringefest?”

Namjoon chuckles, settling down beside me. The butterflies in my stomach kick things up into high gear just from sitting beside him. He checks the time on his phone, his new background pulling my attention away for a moment.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I sigh. Namjoon places a comforting hand on my knee, smiling at me when he realizes that I’m looking at his lock screen.

“It really is that bad usually. I swear.” I roll my eyes, knowing a lie when I hear one. “Hey,” he nudges me. “Let’s see your new phone background.”

I excitedly fish my phone out of my pocket, already chuckling at the thought of our candid photo. Showing it to Namjoon, Minsuh and Jungkook wander over to see what we’re laughing about.

“Oh my gosh, that’s so cute!” Minsuh gushes, laughing at me. “I’m guessing you learned today that Beth is terrified of heights?”

Namjoon nods, shooting me a pitiful look. “I sure did. I’m pretty sure she bruised one of my ribs in the process.”

Jungkook proceeds to ask Namjoon about the hike, sounding like he wants to venture out there tomorrow. Jin and Kyung-soon come back out with Tae and Ichika, all of them carrying a couple of bowls each filled to the brim with popcorn.

“Movie time!” Jimin shouts from where he and Aera disappeared around the house. A moment later he appears with his chair in one hand and lugging a disgruntled Aera along with the other.

As soon as all the popcorn is distributed Yoongi flips on the projector from the back. A moment later the song “Psycho” by RedVelvet blasts through the speakers, and the episode begins.

“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe they actually made that the theme song!” Seohyun shouts, already laughing as she and Minsuh appear on screen. Little title cards appear above their heads from where they study in the library, lost in their textbooks. I grin, all of this appearing a little surreal.

“I can’t believe we actually have a theme song!” Himari says. She’s the next one in the opening credits, trying and failing to flip a pancake. “Oh, come on, that’s how they introduce me?” Hoseok laughs beside her, his eyes darting from the screen back to his soulmate.

Next is Ichika, and I notice Taehyung scooting a little closer to her and she hides behind her hands. She’s opening the door to the apartment, her lopsided smile greeting the cameraman as she invites the cameras inside.

“This is the best part!” Jimin shouts.

The cameras follow Ichika inside the apartment and catch their next victim for the opening credits: Aera.

She’s clearly in a rush, probably running late for work. Careening down the stairs she freezes once she sees the camera, quickly pushing her hair out of her face as she waves before rushing out the door.

“See, told you it was the best part,” Jimin mumbles, Aera dissolving into a fit of giggles beside him.

Namjoon scoots closer, adjusting so that his right shoulder is just behind me. “Ready for the next part?” I can hear the smile in his voice.

Kyung-soon and I appear on screen, and I can hear my friend groaning from where she sits with Jin. We share a look across the way.

We’re sitting on the couch in the living room, locked in an intense game of rock, paper, scissors. Kyung-soon wins, and she throws her hands up in triumph right as our title cards appear. I get up wordlessly, walking straight out the door.

Despite how strange it is to be watching the documentary after all this time, I find myself shaking with laughter. Maybe we are kind of entertaining to watch, after all.

“Do you remember what we were playing for?” Kyung-soon asks me.

“I think it was over who had to call the takeout place.”

She laughs, returning her attention to the screen. I find myself avidly watching as well.

Episode basically from here until just before the end, enjoy! (actions/dialogue in real time will appear in as normal text, whereas the documentary is in italics)

Himari and Aera sit in the kitchen, both of them staring down at their breakfast. Himari glances up at Aera, noticing her worried expression.

“I’m sure they’ll call you soon. Anybody who turns you down is a complete idiot.”

Aera nods, not saying anything. Jimin reaches out to hold Aera’s hand. Minsuh comes in from down the hall, stretching.

“Morning,” she says around a yawn. “Any news A?”

Himari answers for her friend. “Not yet. What do you have going on today?”

Minsuh reaches for a bowl, waving at the kitchen camera like she does every morning. “Nothing much. I think Seohyun and I are going to study for a while, she’s going to help me prep for an exam I’ve got coming up. What about you guys?”

“Ichika and I have lessons. Want to join us, Aera? Brush up on your Japanese?”

“No,” Aera shakes her head. “I’m going to start getting Beth’s room ready.”

“Oh!” Himari grabs her phone from her back pocket. “That reminds me, I have to call that little punk.”

I gasp at Himari, my friend giving me a shy smile and shrugging.

Himari places the phone on speaker while the other two girls quietly eat their food and wait for me to answer.

“Was this the day before I flew out?” I ask no one in particular.

“Yeah, I think so.” Himari responds. Suddenly my voice cuts through the audio, and I physically cringe. Namjoon chuckles, reaching a hand up to steady me as I rock back against his chest.

“I knew you were going to call me,” I say, and Himari rolls her eyes while Minsuh snickers. “What’s up?”

“Are you all packed and ready to go?” Himari asks.

“Yeah, I think so. My flight leaves in...six hours. I’ll start heading to the airport in a couple of hours so I get there on time.”

“Hey, when’s the last time you logged anything?”

It’s silent on my side of the line for a while. “Er...a while.”

“Do I even want to know?”

“No, probably not.”

“Well this is me calling you and telling you to do your log before you leave. BigHit sent us some of those questions, answer them if you don’t know what to say.” My voice starts to cut in but Himari cuts me off. “I mean it! If you don’t I’m making sure you sleep on the couch when you get here.”

My sigh is audible, Aera looks up at Minsuh with the ghost of a smile.

“Ok, will do. I’ll log it as soon as I get off this call. How is everybody?”

Minsuh pipes up. “Hey Beth! We’re good!”

“Am I on speaker? Hey Min! Who else is there?”

“Just me,” Aera says, leaning closer to the phone. “I’m about to clean up your room so there aren’t any cobwebs. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, B. I miss you.”

“Aw, I miss you too A. You don’t have to worry about my room...but make sure nobody has stolen my Jeju Island photo. Where’s everybody else?”

The camera jumps to another location, answering my very question. Kyung-soon is walking up to a nice looking apartment, double checking some files before kindly greeting a couple. She must have had a client.

Again the camera jumps, this time to a different continent where I’m settling down before my camera as I record my first log in months. I’m sitting at my kitchen island in my apartment back in the states, a picture of all the girls and I hanging on the wall behind me.

“Hello camera, it’s me again. Sorry for not logging in a while, I’ve been busy. And now I’m about to leave in a couple of hours to catch my flight to Seoul.” I look at my phone before me, reading something off of it. “This will be pretty quick, but I’ve got some of the questions BigHit sent me, so I’ll try to answer a few before I have to leave. Sound good?”

I scroll through the list of questions, eyebrows furrowed as I try to find a good one. “Hmm, it looks like these have gotten more and more personal over the years. I guess I’ll go with this one: ‘what do you look forward to the most returning to Seoul?’”

Shuffling in my seat I bite my lip as I stare down the camera. “I think I just get excited to be back with everybody. I know I don’t usually say anything like this, but I really miss them when I’m gone. I’m kind of stranded out here in the states. It’s hard to be here and know that all six of them get to stay together while I jump around from place to place. At least I’ll get to stay for a solid six months this time around, maybe more. Just depends.”

Namjoon fidgets behind me until he’s directly behind me. Slowly he pulls me back against his chest until I’m laying with my head tucked under his chin.

“Wow, this one’s intense. Should I just answer it? I doubt anybody will actually ever watch this. I feel like my logs are pretty boring. It says, ‘if you could go back and say anything to yourself three years ago, what would you say?’”

I lean back against my chair, pushing my hair out of the way. “I’m not sure I would really say much. There was just so much going on, it was information overload. I remember when I woke up the next morning, I thought everything was a dream. My sister had no clue, so I just left her a note and left our hotel to go on a run.” I laugh a little, recalling the memory. “I probably looked so crazy! This white girl running around Seoul like a maniac. I finally got to a point where I stopped, and finally was starting to calm down. Then, ha! Oh my gosh I remember this like it was yesterday, seriously. I checked my phone and saw that I had a notification from Weverse. It said ‘RM commented on so and so’s post’ and I lost it. Right there in the middle of this random park I started bawling. I was so overwhelmed.”

Namjoon’s grip tightens on me, and I take a deep breath. I’d honestly forgotten that I’d even done this log, I really didn’t think they’d put it into the documentary.

“So if I could go back to three years ago, I think I’d go to that moment and just give myself a hug. I was so terrified and had nobody to talk to. I’d hug myself, and say, you figure out how to keep moving forward. Just enjoy the ride, because it’s a crazy one.”

The screen fades out, my voice still narrating as I talk over the others girls’ actions. Kyung-soon is helping that couple to sign some paperwork.

“It’s definitely been crazy, but I’m better because of it.” I narrate and Kyung-soon gives an award winning smile to the couple, saying her goodbyes before heading back to her car.

Now we’re watching Minsuh laugh about something with Himari in the kitchen.

“I don’t want to think about where I’d be without my soul sisters, they mean so much to me. I really never thought I’d meet people as amazing as them in my life.”

Aera is in my room, sweeping and straightening my photo of Jeju Island.

“Sometimes I still wonder if there’s been a huge mistake and I’ll get a call from BigHit saying that I don’t actually have a soulmate. Things are so good that I think they may be too good.”

Seohyun jogs in a park, making faces at the camera each time she passes in front of it.

“But I’ll just keep living this dream for as long as fate will let me.”

Ichika struggles up the stairs to the apartment, grocery bags all over the place. The camera shakes as it’s set on the ground, and the cameraman assisting her.

“And as for the last question for this log… ‘if you could say a single sentence to your soulmate, what would you say?’”

Suddenly we’re back in my apartment, where I give a side smile to the camera.

“Hey Namjoon, wanna go out sometime?” Winking at the camera I lean up and turn it off.

The screen goes black, and then words cut across the screen.

Final Installment- Episode 132 “Finally.”

Everybody comes back to life as the introduction to the final episode ends and the rest of the episode starts up. Namjoon leans down to whisper in my ear.

“I’m sorry for making you cry in the park that morning.”

I shake my head. “I can’t believe you’re apologizing for that and not for trying to kill me earlier.”

My body shakes with Namjoon’s laugh, and we settle down to continue watching the documentary before us.

Kyung-soon stands in the living room with a huge mass of balloons before her. Minsuh comes up behind her, staring in awe.

“That’s a lot of balloons.”

Kyung-soon nods, biting her bottom lip. “Do you think it’s too much?”

“No, I think it looks great. Just, how are we going to get them into the car?”

“I have no idea.”

The two of them discuss possible game plans as Himari wanders in looking at her phone.

“Ok everyone! She’s over the ocean between us and Japan. We should probably get going. Wow,” she finally notices the balloons. “Looks good, Soon-ah. Don’t fly away, though. Seokjin would be so upset.”

Footsteps sound as the other three girls come in, each one’s attention going straight to the balloons.

“Ha! That’s amazing.” Ichika says. “She’s going to die when she sees that.”

The scene cuts to the airport, the girls anxiously waiting at the bottom of the stairs. Himari once again checks her phone for my flight information.

“It says that the flight landed fifteen minutes ago, she should be here any second.”

Aera nudges her. “Yah, you’re acting like your long lost lover has finally returned.”

Himari raises her eyebrows. “And?”

“Oh, there she is!” Seohyun shouts, and sure enough I appear on camera. Hat down low and a mask on I wave at everyone. A few people pause to look at all the commotion before continuing on.

Namjoon whispers to me again. “You look like a celebrity with your hat and mask.”

I chuckle, watching my reunion with the girls that only happened earlier this week. “I felt like one, too.”

My soulmate lets out a breathy laugh when the girls start teasing me, asking me what my reaction would be if he were the one to pick me up from the airport.

“You know, I’ve noticed that you’re really good at avoiding teasing.”

“I’ve had lots of practice.”

The documentary skips to our apartment, the girls hanging out in the living room debating whether or not to wake me up or let me sleep.

“I’m going to wake her up, she’s probably starving.” Aera says, and Minsuh follows her out of the room. The other girls remain in the room, Seohyun talking about one of her classes.

I nearly fall asleep in Namjoon’s arms, it’s so comfy. What brings me out of my stupor is the distinct sound of Seohyun’s rendition of “Mic Drop” and everybody laughing along with her.

I watch as we enjoy the show, Kyung-soon announcing to everyone that we’re going on ahead. Suddenly I jolt up, Namjoon jumping at the sudden movement. I remember what comes after this.

“What’s wrong?” Namjoon asks. “Did you see a bug?”

“No…” My attention is pulled into the documentary as Kyung-soon and I quietly converse. “It’s just - that was a hard night for me. That’s all.”

I can feel Namjoon’s eyes assessing me but I refuse to look at him for fear of him seeing right through me.

“If you’re uncomfortable we can go inside,” he offers.

Finally I look over to him. He calmly returns my gaze, awaiting my answer.

“I think I’m fine for now. Just, don’t judge me, ok?”

Namjoon nods fervently. “Never.” Extending his arms out, he pulls me back into his chest. “Let me know if you want to leave, and we’ll go.”

Kyung-soon and I appear on the balcony of our apartment, where we both study the stars above us.

“I can’t-”

“You have to. Beth, please don’t lock us out and keep all of these feelings to yourself. You don’t have to tell us every little thing, but you need to talk about it. Just because you don’t say it out loud doesn’t mean that you won’t feel scared or worried anymore.”

The tension is palpable as my sobs cut through the silence. I’m pretty sure Namjoon stopped breathing.

“I look at our boys, and I feel like they’re already complete. They have each other, they have ARMY, they’re complete. They have no idea that soulmates are even a thing, let alone that they have soulmates. There’s a part of me that’s mad about that. Mad that for the last three years I’ve been waiting for a man that is already happy without me, that is already more loved that he can even fathom. Mad at freaking Mr. Bang, because he refuses to tell them until the ‘time is right’. It’s been three years! And I’ve picked myself back up and tried my hardest to continue on in my career, and it’s fulfilling. I have the most amazing friends in the world, my family is so loving and supportive, and I love my job. So why do I feel so lonely?”

Namjoon wraps his arms around me tightly, and I feel that strange ache in my chest again. This time, though, it aches and aches until it cracks. With it, come the tears.

Like a dam come undone the tears flow from my eyes as the echoes of my sobs from the documentary cut through the night. Namjoon holds me tighter, tighter until he’s all I can feel.

“You know what, come here.” Namjoon says, his voice thick. He stands, pulling me up with him. We’re near the back, so nobody really notices us as Namjoon pulls me away. He leads me around my beach house until we’re completely blocked from view. The audio from the documentary follows me, and I keep my eyes trained on the ground as the tears blur my vision.

Namjoon finally comes to a stop, his hands resting firmly on my shoulders. I can’t bring myself to look up at him, thoroughly humiliated at one of my most vulnerable moments being on full display.

“Beth, look at me.” I shake my head, angrily wiping away my tears. He reaches up to catch a tear as it rolls down my cheek. “Look at me. Please.”

Again I shake my head, completely mortified at the situation I’m in. Wasn’t this supposed to be a fun trip? Worry-free?

“Ok, that’s ok. You don’t have to.” Namjoon moves to grab my shoulders again. “I just need you to listen to me. Can you do that for me?”

I clench my teeth as I nod, trying so hard to keep in my sobs.

“Alright. I am so-” his voice cracks and he takes a moment before speaking again. “I am so sorry, Beth. For all of it. For making you feel that way. I wish - I just wish we could have avoided all that heartache and pain. You were so strong, for so long. You still are, I can see that. From the second we first met I saw that you are strong and the most incredible person to ever walk the earth. I might be a bit biased,” I croak out a laugh which seems to spur him on, “but nobody can change my mind about you. I was lonely, too. Did you know that? Even with all the love I receive every day, I’m still lonely. Do you know how infuriating that is?”

Steeling my nerves I peak up at him. My heart twists further when I see the tears running down my soulmate’s face. He continues on, paying them no mind.

“I felt like there was something so wrong with me, but I learned with time that it’s normal. Everybody feels lonely. It’s a horrible feeling, and confusing sometimes. Especially when it feels like you have every reason to be happy. But we’re human. This is part of our human experience, as much as it sucks. Beth,” Namjoon rests a hand under my chin when my eyes fall again, gently urging me to look up at him. “I don’t feel alone anymore. That’s because of you. Just seeing you, I feel like everything is going to be alright. Do you see how amazing that is? I’m not lonely anymore. Please, Beth.” He releases a shaky breath, the earnestness in his eyes bringing a fresh wave of tears to my eyes. “Let me try. I don’t want you to feel alone anymore. Let me in,” Namjoon gestures to his heart, “and I swear I’ll never leave.”

Staring up at him, I know he’s telling the truth. I can tell he means every word he’s saying. But I have to know. I have to ask.

“You’ve been promising a lot of things,” I mutter, inhaling sharply as the tears rush down my face. “Are you sure you can keep all your promises? Please, Namjoon. Please don’t promise me something you can’t keep.”

Gently brushing the tears from my face, Namjoon leans in. Slowly, and close enough that I can see the light reflected in the tears still on his face. My heart, limp and weak as it may be, jumps at the close proximity.

“Do you mind if I make another promise?” Namjoon whispers before his lips brush up against my cheek. I freeze as he licks the salty mixture from his lips before moving to the other side.

“N-no,” I mumble.

Just there, the only warning I have is the feeling of his warm breath before he sweetly kisses away the remaining tears on my other cheek.

He pulls away just enough to look into my eyes. “I promise that I will never make you a promise that I cannot keep.”

Eyes drifting down to my mouth he tilts my head up ever so slightly. My eyes drift shut of their own accord, the only thing keeping me tied to the earth being Namjoon’s hands that hold me like I may break at any moment.

The first brush of his lips takes my breath away, the feeling so light that I wonder for a brief moment if this isn’t all just in my head.

Slowly he deepens the kiss, just enough for the salty tang of my tears on his lips to seep into my senses. The bittersweet taste has me reaching out to him, hands fisting the material over his chest. I cling to my soulmate as he clings to me, and even the world slows for a moment in order to accommodate this moment. Fate has never been my friend, but in this sliver of time I feel that it has been uncommonly kind to me.

By the time we pull away, resting our foreheads together, the ache in my heart has subsided. Namjoon’s hands slide down to my waist, holding me in place. As if I’d go anywhere.

I look up at my soulmate only to find his eyes still shut, drinking in the moment. Taking the precious seconds fate has given me, I study him out. Bliss suits him.

As though feeling my gaze, his eyes slide open. A small smile crosses his features, and the word that I have come to associate with Kim Namjoon over the past couple of days reappears in my mind’s eye, hanging over us like the stars in the sky.

Perfect.

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Shadow and Bone 1x01 First Watch Thoughts

Under the cut cause this got long

Yo I am actually so scared though - like it’s been so hyped what if it’s bad?

Only one way to find out I guess

Oh my god Netflix is stuck loading at ten percent what is life?

Okay slight (7 minute) delay where I had to turn netflix on and off a few times but here we go

Wow so they don’t really have a title sequence

Alina making a map will always be funny for me because I swear they mentioned like two times in the books

Okay so they really are addressing show!Alina’s Shu mother head on

Ohhhhhhh so Alina’s parents died in the Fold??

Ahhhhhh the special effects are so good

HER SMILE WHEN THEY MENTION MAL

I FUCKING LOVE IT

OHMY GOD YOUNG MAL HAS CURLY HAIR AMAZING

This.... is not what I pictured the Duke’s house to look like but alright

Ooooof the cinematography is so nice already

The cut from young Mal’s face and hands to older Mal’s face and hands, very nice

I don’t think Mal fought in the books but honestly this tracks

Ooooooh Mal vs a Grisha

Or not

Foreshadowing for season 2??

HER SMILE!! SO PRECIOUS!!

Zoya!!

I like how quickly they’re setting up the dynamics between Grisha and non-Grisha

“he talks about you all the time” excuse me while i scream

Jesper’s smile!

Oh my god the DeKappel

I looooove that they’re actually having Kaz use his cane, idk why I thought they wouldn’t but it’s good to see

The pan away from the gloves to his face, so good

Oooooof I love the composition of this scene, him looking to the window, Inej appearing behind him, “hello inej”

Inej’s voice is not how I imagined it but I love Amita so who cares?

Inej’s dialogue feels a little off but that’s not a big deal

Pekka mention

Investment (affectionate)

So is Per Haskell not in this at all? I need confirmation.

Wow they are really not letting us forget that Alina is half Shu. Idk if that’s a good thing or a little over the top. At the very least I do think it adds to Alina’s feelings of not being able to belong which was a big theme in the first book particularly.

Is Mal stealing food for Alina??

Zoya (pt.2)!!

Mal stop flirting you lil hoe

Well that’s mighty forward of you Zoya - I love it

So he doesn’t hook up with her? Intresting.

God the vibes of this show are unreal. I love it.

“I could shoot you in the foot” get you a bestie like that

I do like they somewhat establish how Alina and Mal’s parents died, because it’s kind of unclear in the books?

“I’ll find my way back to you” scream pt.2

he’ll write her a letter? excuse me that foreshadowing is cruel.

CROWS!

Her lil smirk at her knife, i’m in love

Wait wait wait, I just realised, they’re not crossing the fold to get Alina? They’re crossing to get something else and Alina comes into play later? Okay this makes a lot more sense for Inej particularly. Jesper not so much, since why would he go to Ravka but honestly that never made that much sense to me either.

Well hello Pekka

Oooh I love his accent

Is the Orchid supposed so be the White Rose? Maybe not.

I always pictured Pekka a little craftier than that, less brute force, but okay

Malina are fucking killing me and it’s only ep1

Omfg Alexei she’s not interested

THE FLASHBACK I’M CRYING

I love this suspense they’re building with the Darkling

Alina, girl, what you doing?

Whyyyyyyy is she burning the maps??

Ohhhhh so they’ll have to send a cartographer?

Alina you crafty devil

But now you’re gonna get all the other cartographers killed

“I COULD SHOOT YOU IN THE FOOT”

“Get off this boat or I’ll carry you off” now there’s an image

I’m sorry I’m a shameless Malina stan

These Grisha hand movements are so extra I love it

This is like the worst haunted house ride ever

I fucking loooooooove this suspense they’re building with the Darkling

I feel like it’s just to kill the fangirls when they finally show his face

Fuck I know what’s gonna happen and I’m still getting nervous for them

I love how they’ve done the Fold

These looks between Malina are killing me

Well shit

Idk who this inferni chick is but I love her

Bro Alexei what?!?!

MAL!!!!

This is so dramatic

I love it.

“I’LL MEET YOU AT THE MEADOW” I’m crying

Idk how I feel about these little title cards

Holy crap Alexie ran all the way to West Ravka? That’s shouldn’t be funny but it is.

Bro you were planning on meeting with Pekka Rollins, he ain’t exactly an upstanding citizen

You know what, Freddy Carter really sells this role

Omfg Jesper

I love seeing these little moments of comedy, they feel very Six of Crows

Oh wait this timeline is fucked

So they are going after Alina?

He’s going to want Alina so he can make crossings easier

I do like how they’re tying the Crows and Alina’s stories together

These effects are pretty good

Inej’s little gasp - I die

Yeah Alexei you are definitely not going free after this

Wow totally didn’t see that coming /s

Kinda harsh for a merch though

I feel like Inej is going to have a problem going after a Sun Summoner?

Final Thoughts:

This first episode had a lot to set up and I think it did a pretty good job of it

There was a little narration from Alina which is pretty cliche YA but on the whole managed to avoid big info dumps which I loved

The aesthetic and costuming are freaking excellent

The dialogue is really good, the only time it felt a little off was for Inej at times but in general I think the crows dynamic is hard to get exactly right and they did a really good job of it

Amita, Freddy, and Kit all do a really excellent job

I wasn’t expecting the crows to be in so much of it early on but I really like the way they’re tying the two stories together already - I know some people were really adamant that the two stay separate but I actually don’t mind them coming together

Malina are amazing already

Literally nothing else to say except they’re amazing and in love and I love them

We didn’t really get to see the Darkling much except for a few shots of him from behind, which is surprising but also I think a really good idea because it’s really building the suspense of his character for the non-reader audience which I think will be helpful to establish him later as a villain

I expected them to be a bit further in the plot at the end of this first episode, like I was expecting the Darkling and Alina to have already met but now, but I think they traded that in order to set up some of the dynamics (namely Malina, the crows, and Grisha vs non-Grisha) and tbh it might have been a smart thing to do

In short, I am very much in love already, and this definitely hasn’t disappointed (for me at least)

#sab spoilers #shadow and bone #shameless malina stanning #tgv

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You’re Now Mine (Part 6)

Title: You’re Now Mine (Part 6) Summary: I’ve decided to continue the drabble request into a three part series considering the requests to write more of it!

“Fulfilling a request for @lets-personofinterestontumbir! – “Could you do a drabble for the Persephone AU I don’t know If you’ve seen once upon a time but the episode 1x07 reminded me a lot of this story when the evil queen ripped out the huntsmen’s heart if you could do something like that it would be awesome. Thank you.” “ Words: 2,769 Warnings: DARK AF, Emotional/Mental abuse, SMUT

Masterpost || Persephone || Part 5 || Part 7 || Fanfic masterpost

“What would you be doing right now if you were allowed to do anything in the world, my dear?” Lucifer crowed, leaning back on the couch, stretching his arms out.

Hanging out with Sam and Dean, you thought to yourself before you could stop.

Lucifer’s face darkened and he snapped, “Not an appropriate answer.” Shifting, you murmured an apology under your breath. Lucifer demanded again, “What would you be doing?”

A million things ran through your mind but one thing stuck that you hadn’t been able to do for awhile. You met his eyes and said quietly, “Swim.”

He studied you for a few moments before questioning, “Swim?”

“Yes.”

Beckoning you with a finger, Lucifer called you over. You got up and came over to him and slipped into his lap. He touched your hips, his fingers tightening down. Your hands rested on his shoulders and he peered up at you with admiration.

“You have such… simple demands, princess.” You said nothing and his fingers caressed your sides. “I think I can grant you that, yeah? Just need to get you something to go in.”

Unable to help yourself, you quipped, “You mean you just don’t want me to go naked?”

A devilish grin spread across Lucifer’s face and he chuckled, “Getting cheeky? I love it.” His hands pulled you closer to him and he continued, “No, I wouldn’t do that unless I knew it was just me that could see you completely nude.” He patted your ass and said, “I’ll come back and get you, princess. And then we can go to a place you can swim.”

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“Look at this!” Lucifer exclaimed, coming over to you immediately. His eyes were alight, looking you over.

You had walked out of a changing room at the lake, dressed in a criss-cross monokini. Lucifer had chosen a black one, surprising to you. You knew his affinity for blue but you actually liked the way that it fit you, the color of it.

His fingers ran across your bare skin and he smirked at you. “See, not completely naked.”

“You’re really going to go and sit there while I swim around?” you asked, disbelieving, your eyes running over his outfit. He looked nothing like someone prepared for a swim or the lake in general.

“I need a distraction,” Lucifer answered, stroking your face calmly. “And what better one than you, princess?” You averted your eyes – or tried to before Lucifer made you look at him again. “You look exquisite as always.” His hand fell down, behind your back, pulling you to him. “Daddy’s pleased with what he sees.” He gave you a quick kiss and said, “Go on, now. Find a place to swim.”

You did as he asked and swam around the lake, taking your fill. It felt nice to be free of the area he had set for you in his domain. Surprisingly, they weren’t a lot of people at the lake despite the weather and you had a feeling Lucifer had a part in that. To be honest, you had noticed but hadn’t cared. All that mattered that you were topside and had time to indulge in something that you loved to do. The only thing that was missing was Castiel enjoying it with you. And Sam and Dean.

Coming back to the shore after, you met Lucifer at the edge. And not to your surprise, he looked wanton watching you walk out of the water, dripping wet from the water and barely clothed. He had taken off his coat and was standing there in only his dress pants. His chest was heaving slightly seeing you and you watched his bare chest rise and fall as you approached.

He was on you in a second, tearing your swimsuit for your body. You gasped slightly, the wet material tugging on your skin slightly as he tore it off.

“Lucifer –” you started to protest, worried about passersby.

“Do you honestly think I would let that happen?” he growled, reading your mind as he laid you on the towel he had already laid out.

His fingers were on your pussy, playing quickly. You whimpered and his lips were on you, stifling your cries. His fingers delved deeper, and you groaned against his mouth, but he kept kissing you.

When he did pull away slightly, his nose still brushing yours, you mewled as his thumb caressed your clit.

“You won’t escape me, dove,” Lucifer husked, nipping at your ear.

“I know, daddy,” you breathed out in short breaths.

Lucifer’s pupils dilated hearing you and his fingers were gone from your cunt immediately. You could barely register him snapping his fingers, his naked form and him lining himself up with you. He entered you with a swift thrust and you cried out. His mouth was on yours again, kissing you with the tandem he was thrusting into you with.

He increased his speed, hitting your core. Your arms wrapped around him, your nails digging into his back with every brush against your spot. Lucifer was burying himself in you hilt deep with every buck, holding you tight.

Your sight was blinded by your orgasm in no time and you gripped him tightly, holding him to you as he came undone inside you with a groan, burying his face in your neck.

“I love you, princess,” he grunted.

Your heart caught in your chest, hearing him utter those words. Your legs were still wrapped around his hips as he panted, coming down from his high. Him telling you that had sobered you up in a sense, your elation from your orgasm leaving quickly.

What was happening…

Did he mean it?

Just as he had fallen into your embrace, Lucifer was up again, snatching his clothes up.

“If you want to swim more, princess, I’ll make some time.”

His tone was completely different than it had been moments before and you felt dismay. If he noticed, he didn’t show it. He was completely dressed again.

Swallowing, you sat up. You forced yourself to shake your head. “No… I’m fine.”

Lucifer didn’t seem bothered by your off standish behavior. “Alright. Come on.”

He said he loved you. You still couldn’t shake it. But, you did force yourself to get up off the towel and grab the short cover dress that you had brought along with you. You didn’t want to take the time to put your swimsuit on again, opting to throw the dress over your head. You just wanted to go home… or what had become your home.

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A couple of days later, you were sitting down, playing a card game against yourself. Lucifer hadn’t been back for over twelve hours as you could count by the clock he had left. You don’t know why he had put one in here but he had. It actually made you angry sometimes when he didn’t come back in a certain amount of time.

The door opened and you looked up, seeing him enter. Your face fell a little bit seeing that he was not alone but two demons were behind him. They were carrying something with them and you narrowed your eyes suspiciously. They placed the object down on one of the side tables next to the TV.

“Where have you been?”

Lucifer acknowledged you with a slight cock of the head before asking, “Working. Why?”

Your pride got the better of you and you didn’t say anything. But you knew he knew by the smug look on his face. Inhaling deeply, you turned your attention away and finished the hand you were playing on your game.

“Princess, I brought you something,” Lucifer told you, gesturing at the object the demons had put down on the side table. You watched him warily, not sure of what he was doing. The demons backed off of him with a brush of his hand. He walked towards you and bent down to be at eye level. Smiling at you, he cupped your face. “It’s a gift.”

You inquired uneasily, “For?”

“Being a doll?” Lucifer tried, shrugging sheepishly. “When I’m not here, I know you’re lonely.” He reached out and waved at the object. The demons picked up on his meaning, grabbing the blanket off the top of the cage and they pulled it off. Immediately, two parakeets started chirping, hopping around the cage at the sight of light. They were budgerigar – you knew as much considering past experience – the common ones. One was completely light blue adorned with grey wings and the other was green in the chest with white and grey wings.

They were graceful and sounded like you were topside.

Lucifer tried, “You can bond, right? Similar circumstances and all?” Your face fell and you knew Lucifer noticed because he immediately frowned. And by the way of it, you knew it wasn’t sincere, regardless of what he said. “Alright, bad comparison?”

You said nothing, averting your eyes from him.

He tried again. “I want you to be happier. And having some… things that will help you think of being topside. You like it so much – which is a mystery to me – but whatever makes you happy, princess. Whatever helps.”

Again, you said nothing, unsure of how to react. Lucifer narrowed his eyes slightly, gauging your reaction. He stood up, leaving you. Moving towards the cage, he picked up the blanket.

“Well, apparently, you are not into the idea. Fine, I’ll take them away.”

Something caught in your chest and you pushed yourself up off the ground. You started towards him, “No!”

He stopped, a smirk playing on his lips.

Walking over to them, you pushed past Lucifer, your hand resting on the cage. They chirped, backing away from your hand, watching you apprehensively. One was more timid, hiding behind the other. For all intents and purposes, they did have a similarity to you. But, unlike your life, you were the looming threat in theirs as they cowered in their own cage.

The braver one hopped forward to your surprise, coming towards you. Hesitantly, you pushed a finger through the lining of the cage, petting it gently. They didn’t move and you were surprised. You knew from past experience that parakeets bit, but this one actually seemed to trust you. You smiled, your finger stroking its feathers.

“Two peas in a pod,” Lucifer commented from behind you and you turned your head to look at him. “Or three I mean…” He chuckled. “You’re a mix of them. That seafoam gown was a good pick for today.”

He paused and then stated his voice tight, “A good response to this would be ‘Thank you’”

You stammered, “Thank you.”

Lucifer smiled at this before waving the demons off. The left quickly and he held you close. “I hope you see how much I appreciate you, princess.”

Pushing away the memory of him being close and then stoic a couple of days before, you answered, “I do.”

Lucifer trailed his hand down, his finger circling your nipple through your dress. “Are you up for playing?” he cooed.

“Always,” you answered without hesitance.

He looked salacious as he pulled the straps off your shoulders and exposed you to him.

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You’d drifted off to sleep after you and Lucifer had finished and were woken up by a rough shake on the shoulder. You mumbled something trying to pull the blankets up, just wanting to sleep.

Your name came in a harsh whisper.

“Y/N!”

“What?” you whined, sitting up groggily, your blanket falling down.

“Christ, alright, cover yourself!” A familiar voice demanded in a hiss.

Your vision cleared and you saw Dean crouching next to the bed. And realized that you were still naked from having sex with Lucifer, your breasts exposed to him.

Quickly gathering the blankets up, you asked unsurely, “Dean? What…”

“We gotta go. Come on, get dressed,” Dean said in a hurry, his voice still low.

You looked around the room frantically. Your heart was beating fast, your mind racing. What was going on? Where was Lucifer? You were still in the room he had made. How was Dean here? And with that, was Dean real?

Then Sam appeared in the doorway, stuffing the demon blade, that was covered in blood, in his back pocket. “What’s going on?” he asked more to Dean than anything. His eyes flicked to you and he noticed the startled expression on your face. “Y/N? You alright?” To Dean he asked, “Are we going?”

“I…” you stammered looking between them.

“Get dressed!” Dean demanded in a hiss before standing up and walking back out towards the bedroom door, looking around on edge.

You were staring at his back in awe, not sure of how to react. You felt a hand on your shoulder and you looked up startled at Sam who had grabbed your shoulder.

“Y/N, come on. We don’t have a lot of time.”

Swallowing sharply, you pushed the covers back and Sam averted his eyes as you got out of bed. You walked over to your closet and opened the door, your eyes searching. There was nothing to run in if that’s what was required. All you had were dresses in there. There were a few skirts folded up on top but mostly, the long gowns that Lucifer liked you to wear. There was nothing else.

Stepping into the gown, you pulled it up, shimming it up past your hips and pulling the zipper up when it was in place. Something still didn’t feel right about the situation. Your mind kept going back to when Lucifer had tricked you. And he had been so angry. You didn’t want that again. Especially since…. he’d gone out of his way recently to do things for you. Not that that made any of it right in the first place. You felt sick thinking all of these conflicting feelings at once.

“Sam… I can’t…” you started to say as you turned around, tears pricking your eyes.

Sam wasn’t there. Neither was Dean.

Lucifer was looming in the doorway, leaning on the doorframe. You hadn’t even heard him come in, so lost in your thoughts.

Your eyes quickly roamed the room and you felt your heart sinking.

“What…” You quieted looking around again before your eyes landed on Lucifer. “Where’s…”

Lucifer ran his eyes up from your feet to your head, slowly. His eyes met your gaze and he cocked his head a bit. “You did slightly better this time, dove,” He mused before pushing himself off the doorway. He pointed at you as he walked closer, “I mean, you were about to turn Sammy boy down weren’t you?”

You swallowed sharply, your hands falling down to your sides. You couldn’t say anything to him, guilt, despair, and disappointment filling up inside you. You should have known it wasn’t real. Sam and Dean couldn’t get past Lucifer. He cared about protecting you too much, especially from them.

Lucifer had closed the space between the two of you and he played with a piece of your hair. “You’re coming along quite nicely, princess.” He paused before adding, “You’re not quite there though.”

One of his hands trailed down to your chest and you flinched, trying to get away from it. He held you tightly, his expression cold. There were a few intense moments were he stared you down, making you cower against his hand against your back. Anything to get away from the hand threatening on your chest.

Finally, he whispered, “I said you did well enough… I won’t punish you for that… yet.”

“I’m sorry.”

Your voice came out as a whisper and his expression softened slightly, studying you.

His hand left your chest and fell down to your hip. “Oh, I know… I know. They have such a hold on you. A toxic hold. But, I think we are making progress, princess. Really.”

He sounded sincere and leaned down, giving you a quick, deep kiss before pulling away. His fingers caressed your face once more before reaching behind you and unzipping the gown you had put on. He pushed it down your body, leaving you nude in front of him. He ordered, “Go back to bed, princess.”

Letting go of you, he stepped away before turning around and leaving the bedroom. And you standing there.

Your chest heaving, you held back your emotions as you timidly walked back towards the bed and got back under the covers. Snuggling up, you stared off towards the door for a few moments before burying your face into the down covers and hiding.

~~~

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