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cj-sparkss · 3 years

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popsicle -

eren’s masterlist:

You’re sitting next to Reiner, who is currently eyeing the different girls in the pool, trying to decide who he was going to charm his way into and ask out next. You sigh, shaking your head at his antics. Typical. Slightly nudging Reiner with your elbow, you pull his gaze off of the girls in the pool. “Hey Reiner.” He hums in response, turning to look at you. “I’m going to go get a drink. I’ll be right back.”

He nods his head, and with that you stand up and walk over to the outside bar. Walking up to the man working the bar, you take a seat on one of the stools. “Can I have a piña colada? Virgin please.”

“Sure, no thing.”

“Thank you.”

“I’ll have the same thing she’s having.” Looking at the source of the voice, you see a tall, tanned skinned guy with long brown hair tied up in a messy bun walking up to the bar. He takes a seat a few stools away from you. You eye him up and down, taking in his appearance. Starting from the top, you notice his hair is slightly damp, wet strands of hair falling to the sides of his face, framing his structure. He must have been in the pool not long ago. Moving down to his chest, you immediately take notice of his beautiful and sculpted abs.

Damn he’s hot. Eyes moving even lower, you come across his grey shorts, eyeing a noticeable bulge in his pants.

Shit.

Your eyes linger for a little too long then they should have, leading the guy to notice your staring from his peripheral vision. He turns his face to look at you, an amused grin growing on his face. Cocking his head to the side, his mouth opens. “Like what you see?” You feel the heat rise to your cheeks. Realizing you were staring, you turn away in embarrassment, causing him to let out a low chuckle.

“Your drinks.” Thankfully saving you from the situation, the man working the bar slides both of you guys your drinks. You quickly grab it and take a sip, waddling away in your flip flops back to your spot next to Reiner. Feeling your presence next to him, he faces you. “Hey, you're back.”

“Yes I am.”

Looking down, you take a sip of your drink. Reiner playfully nudges you in the shoulder, noticing your distressed state. “What’s wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost.” Ignoring his question, you look up and you see the same guy from the bar on the other side of the pool, talking with a black haired girl and a shorter blonde haired boy boy. Letting your curiosity get the best of you, you decide to ask Reiner a question. “Hey Reiner, who is that?” You motion your chin to the brown haired boy. Reiner looks forward, a look of confusion falling on his face.

“Who is who?”

“The sexy guy on the other side talking to two people.” Laughing at your choice of words, Reiner sees who you’re talking about. “Oh him? That’s Eren Jaeger.”

“Eren Jaeger...” You let the name fall out of your lips, sounding it out for yourself.

Not letting you get away with your words so easily, Reiner plays with you. “So you think he’s sexy?”

“Oh, shut up. I just had an encounter with him at the bar.”

“Well you’re not wrong, he is sexy.” Laughing, you take another sip of your piña colada. Reiner continues. “And he thinks you are too.”

Nearly choking on your drink, you snap your head at Reiner, a confused look on your face. “What do you mean he thinks I am too?”

“I meann that he’s my friend. We were talking earlier and he was telling me how he thought you were pretty cute actually.” Finding his claim too hard to believe, you shake your head. “You’re shitting me.”

“Nope. I’m for real. He’s obviously interested in you. He’s been eyeing you the whole time we were here. You’re just too dense to notice.” You shoved his hard chest, the force nearly knocking him into the pool.

“If I find out you’re lying, I’m killing you.” Laughing, Reiner shakes his head in amusement. “You know you should get with him. I heard he's really good with his fingers if you know what I mean.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you, nudging your side a few times with his elbow. Nearly choking on your drink for the second time, you shake your head, bad memories starting to come back to you.

“No. I can’t.” Your voice quieting to a whisper, you talk so only he can hear you. “I haven’t been with anyone since the thing happened, remember?” Reiner nods his head in understanding, but he doesn’t stop there.

“Hey, don’t think about that, okay?” He sighs. “Exactly the reason you need to get with someone again. It’ll be good, trust me. And it won’t be that hard since he obviously wants to get with you too.” Shoving the terrible memories to the back of your head, you actually consider his statement. You look back to the other side of the pool searching for the brown headed boy, only to notice that he isn’t there. About to question where he is, you open your mouth to speak only to be interrupted by a light tap on your shoulder. You turn around, and to your surprise you see Eren standing tall behind you, eyes level with the very noticeable bulge in his grey shorts. Heat immediately rising to your cheeks, you turn away from the delicious view, stopping yourself before you stare again.

“Hey.” He looks down at you, drink still in his hand.

“Oh, hey again.”

He nods his head at Reiner in a greeting manner. “Hey Reiner.”

“Hello Eren.” Chuckling to himself, Reiner stands up, moving to walk away. Confusion spreads on your face. “Hey, where are you going!”

“Don’t worry. I’ll see you later.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you in a teasing manner, cupping his hands around his mouth and mouths, “Get some!” Laughing, he turns and walks away, but he halts besides Eren and leans into his ear, whispering something to him only the two of them can hear. Once he finishes, he walks away.

Suddenly growing nervous, you fidget with your fingers. Eren’s crouches down beside you, his eyes looking into yours. “Mind if I sit here?” Placing your drink to the other side, you shake your head. “No, not at all.” He takes a seat beside you, placing his own drink on the other side of him and dipping his own feet into the water too. Not being able to help yourself, you side eye him up and down once again. This time there’s black sunglasses on the top of his head, stopping his bangs from falling to his face. You not so secretly admire his bare chest and his body, not knowing Eren is admiring yours as well.

The sun is slowly setting before you, light shadows casting over the backyard, a cool breeze blowing in the air. Eren is the first one to talk.

“So, I haven’t seen you around before. Are you just moving here?” He turns to look at you, and the air is taken out of your lungs. God, his eyes, they're beautiful. A gorgeous shade of blue. No green. Turquoise? Either way, the sight is simply enough to melt everything else away. Eren’s question finally registering in your brain, you quickly snap yourself out of your daze, answering his question.

“No no not really, I just didn’t go out much during school. But now that summer is here I plan to get out more this time.” You can see his face light up in curiosity. “So I’ll be seeing more of you? He turns to the pool, nodding his head in satisfaction. “Good to know...”

“I guess you will.” A moment of silence falls before Eren opens his mouth again. “You aren’t going in the pool?

“Well actually,” You lower your head in slight embarrassment, “I don’t know how to swim.” Eren looks at you, a shocked look spread across his face. “You can’t swim?”

“Nope.” You say shaking your head, popping the p. His lips turn into a teasing grin. “Loser. Why go to a pool party if you can’t swim in the pool?” You look at him, your brain going into defensive mode. “Hey! Pool parties are fun. And you don’t actually have to go in the pool to have fun just so you know.”

“What if you get pushed into the pool?”

“Then I guess I’ll die a miserable death.” Laughing at your awfully morbid joke, Eren shakes his head. “I guess I’ll just have to protect you, huh.” Furrowing your eyebrows, you question what he means.

“What do you mean, you’ll just have to protec-” You are cut off by the sound of someone’s voice calling him. Both of you look over to the person. You see the same boy with blond hair that Eren was talking to earlier dramatically waving his hand over his head. “Hey Eren! Come on we’re about to start.” Eren sighs, nodding his head at the boy. “Coming!” He turns back to you.

“I guess I’ll talk to you later, non swimmer.” A brief look of disappointment falls on your face, but you quietly mask it with a smile, nodding your head.

You liked talking to him. He was like a breath of fresh air, despite literally being outside, even if he was making fun of you. Giving you a heartwarming smile, he picks up his drink and stands up, about to walk away, but then he leans in to your ear. “Oh, I never got your name.” His breath is hot, and it tickles your skin, sending cold tingles down your spine. You catch a whiff of the pina colada he had earlier in his breath. You told him your name, and he repeated it under his breath, sounding it out on his own lips. “Pretty.” The way your name came out of his lips sounded like music to your ears. “Mines Eren.”

With that he walks away, and almost as soon as Eren is out of your sight, Reiner returns to your side. “Hey, some of us are about to go inside to play a game, let’s go join them, and you can also meet some of my friends.” Sounding like a good idea to you, you nod your head and stand up from your position, leaving your pina colada. As you’re about to walk away, Reiner smirks, leaning in from the side into your ear.

“Wow, I bet you can’t wait till you two are in the bedroom.” Anger rising from the inside of you, you push Reiner again, this time actually pushing him into the pool.

Splash!

“Hey!” He flops around in the water, water splashing on you and all around. Erupting into a fit of laughter, you run away to get Reiner a towel to use as a peace offering before he can get out and push you in the pool too. You can’t be dying a miserable death this early.

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Side by side, you and Reiner walk into the living room. You are greeted by the sight of nine people sitting on the floor in a circle, a deck of playing cards in the middle. Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, Reiner moves to speak. “Hey guys! This is my friend.” He introduces you, and you smile at all of them, saying hi. You scan over the room, seeing all different types of people who look close to your age, and your eyes land on a certain brown haired boy in particular.

Eren.

Almost as if he can feel your staring, his turquoise eyes meet yours. You immediately rip your gaze away, moving closer to Reiner's side. He softly grabs your wrist, leading you both to a vacant spot in the circle. You end up sitting next to a blonde haired girl, who’s talking to someone else positioned on the other side of her. Turning to look at you, she introduces herself with a smile. “Hey, my name is Annie.”

“Oh, hey Annie.” You tell her your name. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too.” She brings her attention back to the person she was talking to. Looking around once more, you see that you’re sitting almost directly across from Eren, his eyes already on you. Feeling a little uncomfortable, you desperately try to avoid his piercing gaze, looking to the ground and fidgeting with your fingers.

“Ok so guys!” The same average sized blonde haired boy that called Eren earlier clasps his hands together and begins talking. “We are going to be playing a card game called Screw Your Neighbor.” He looks around the room. “Do any of you guys not know how to play?” Remembering the familiar game since you played it at a previous party, you shake your head no along with everyone else.

He smiles a gorgeous smile. “Great, so let’s get started.” And the game begins.

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For the first night of summer, you have more fun than you have had all year. A lot of that fun must be due to the fact you’ve had to drink a few times due to losing. But luckily, you’re not even close to drunk, as it takes a lot for you to just get wasted. But you are a little tipsy. And you also really aren't the best at card games, even if it’s just a game of pure luck.

Not paying attention to your surroundings much, you don’t notice Eren’s turquoise gaze on you while eating. By now almost everyone has a snack with them, and apparently Eren has the messiest one. You’ve been stealing glances at him all night, and when you look over at him, you see that he has a melting popsicle in his hand, the treat dripping down his wrist. He has some of the popsicle trickling down the sides of his mouth, but he doesn’t seem to pay any mind to it, and neither does anyone else. This must be normal for him to eat like an animal.

His pink tongue darts out of his mouth, the tip slowly licking the juice that got on the sides. Once again feeling your gaze like some psychotic person, Eren’s eyes meet yours, a mischievous glint twinkling in his eyes.

Eren’s going to have his fun with you.

Bringing the popsicle up to his mouth, he sticks it into his mouth, very slowly moving it all the way in. His tongue swirls around the popsicle, licking all the excess juice off, turquoise eyes never leaving yours. Eyes glued to Eren mouth fucking his popsicle, your head is telling you to look away, but you just can't. He is still shirtless, the melting popsicle trickling pink down his bare chest. He very slowly but surely takes a popsicle out of his mouth, sucking on every inch about to come out.

How the fuck has no one called him out.

He’s basically eye fucking you, turquoise eyes undressing you from across. Swiping his tongue around his mouth, he licks the melted popsicle from his lips. Heat rising to your cheeks, you decide that this is too much for you. You need a way to get out of this.

Standing up abruptly, you make your excuse. “Hey guys, can someone show me the bathroom?” Just finishing the popsicle, Eren immediately shoots up from his seat, not even wasting a moment for his chance. He gives you another mischievous smile, obviously planning something in his head. “Here, I’ll show you.” Looking to the side, you see Reiner shooting you a knowing smirk. Rolling your eyes at him, you hesitantly nod your head at Eren. He walks over to your side and leans in to your ear like before.

“Enjoy the show?” His voice is low and seductive, sweet breath tickling your skin.

Tha - thump.

Another throb down below. Oh Lord you just met this man and the things he’s already doing to you without even doing anything. Noticing your frozen state, Eren just laughs, shaking his head in amusement.

He knows what he’s doing.

“Follow me.” Eren walks in front of you and leads you into a hallway. He comes to a stop in front of the door, looking back at you. “It’s right in here.” He turns the handle and walks in, holding the door open for you. You walk into a bedroom that looks un-slept. The bed is neatly made, fluffy white sheets and white pillows, not a single item out of place. This must be the guest room.

Eren walks to another door, opening it and turning on a light switch. “Here.” He nudges his head towards the doorway. “Thank you.” Your voice comes on as a whisper, afraid that if it’s any louder it might just crack. He nods his head and steps out of the bathroom. “Welcome.”

You walk into the bathroom, mentally going through everything in your mind that just happened. What is this boy doing? Because if he’s trying to seduce you, hell, it's working. Reiner was right, it has been a while since you have received any pleasure at all. Maybe today was the day to continue. Start fresh. The past is the past. Breathing in and out, you muster up all the courage you have in you to go and make your move. You got this. Slowly turning the door handle, you open the door and walk back into the bedroom to see an Eren sitting on the bed, scrolling through his phone. His face turns up to look at you once you enter the room.

“Hey. Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Thank you for asking.”

Eren nods his head, slipping his phone into his pocket. He stands up, making his way over to you. You also walk closer to him, both of you closing the gap between your bodies, leaving some personal space. His eyes look into yours. “Are you ready to go now?” He tilts his head sideways. You take a step closer to Eren, causing him to raise up an eyebrow in curiousness. Suddenly becoming bold, you get right to the point.

“I kind of want to do something first.” He walks closer to you again, leaning his head down only inches away from yours. “What do you want to do?” You can smell the fruity popsicle in his breath, the scent delighting to your nose, only making you lean your face in closer to his. You sink your teeth into your lips, and his eyes flicker down to look at them.

“This.” Grabbing his face and pulling it closer to you, you attach your lips to his. He immediately kisses you back, lips molding against one another, but then he breaks away for a brief moment, holding your wrists, your hands still on his cheeks.

“How many drinks did you have?” Smiling, you shake your head. “Not much. I’m not drunk. Trust me.” Eren eyes you for a moment, and then he knows it’s true, afterall he can tell when someone is wasted.

“So it’s okay if I kiss you?” You nod your head. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Not wasting any time, Eren connects his lips with yours again, tilting his head to the side, deepening the kiss. He softly grabs your hands from your face, moving them to his shoulders. You then move your hands to wrap around his neck, pulling him down to you. His arms snake around your waist, pulling your flesh against his and letting you feel his abs pressing against your stomach. His big hands trail down your curves, stopping at your ass and squeezing, causing you to gasp against his lips.

Eren’s lips are soft and smooth. The kiss is nice and tender, bad memories from earlier disappearing from your mind. His tongue swipes across your bottom lip, requesting for access to enter your mouth. You comply, opening your mouth and letting his tongue move in. His tongue darts around your mouth, licking everything in its path. His tongue finds yours, and his own swirls around it, the popsicle move coming into play. You fight him for access, moving your own tongue inside his mouth for your turn. You taste the fruity popsicle in his mouth, savoring the flavor.

Watermelon.

The kiss goes on for a minute, you being the first to pull away for air. You look into Eren’s eyes, stupid grins on both of your faces. He rests his forehead against yours, softly rubbing patterns against your back with his fingers .“That was not bad for someone that can’t swim”, he breathes out.

“You're never going to let that go, are you?”

“Not planning to.”

Laughing, his lips connect to your jaw, then moves down, tracing warm and wet kisses down your neck. Searching for your sweet spot, he knows he has found it when you let out a soft moan, the sound music to his years. He sucks on it for a while, you only realize what he was doing once the spot is already marked.

“Hey! Why’d you do that!”

“Relax princess. I’m simply just marking my territory.” His voice is low and husky, sending another wave of shivers down your spine. Smiling against your neck, Eren’s fingers lightly trace down to your thighs. He softly taps on them a few times.

“Jump.”

Listening to his command, you jump into his arms, your legs instinctively wrapping against his waist, his hands grabbing at your thighs. His lips connect back to yours, this time the kiss more hungry, longing for more. He walks you both over to the bed, resting your back against the bed, ruffling up the white sheets. Kissing you for another minute more, his lips trace down your neck, down your collar bones, and onto your shirt. He places kisses down the neck of your shirt, and to one of your breasts, his other hand softly massaging the other. Playfully tugging your shirt, he disconnects his mouth and looks into your eyes again. Smiling a stupid grin at you, he tilts his head.

“Can I undress you?”

Butterflies erupt through your body. Smiling at his sweetness, you nod your head yes. Without wasting a moment, Eren sets you up at the edge of the bed. You raise your hands to give him easier access, and he slowly and seductively pulls your shirt off of your body. He throws it to who knows where, revealing your red laced bra. Smiling a lopsided grin, Eren looks back at you.

“I like the bra. Sexy.” You smile back at him. “Thank you, I try my best.”

Laughing, Eren’s mouth connects with your body again, making his way down your stomach, leaving hot and wet kisses all over. He comes to your waistband, and looks up at you for confirmation before doing anything. You nod your head. Coming back down, he slowly unbuttons your jeans shorts, and pulls the zipper down even slower, knowing damn well what he’s doing. “C'mon Eren.” You place your hands in his hair, whining at his teasing. Finally, he pulls your shorts and panties down in one go and throws them to the same place as your shirt, revealing your soaking wet cunt. Smirking at your pussy, he shakes his head. “Damn, already that wet, and I haven’t even done anything. Do I turn you on that much?” You smack him in the head, heat rising to your cheeks. “Oh, shut up.”

He chuckles. “It's okay baby, you turn me on too.” Not giving you any time to react, Eren rubs your clit, rubbing in slow circles. You try to suppress your moans, afraid that someone will hear you guys in the living room. Rubbing even faster, Eren’s looks into your eyes.

“Let me hear you. Okay princess?” He drags his finger between your folds, making you call out his name. “E- Eren,” You cry out, your words turning into a breathy moan. “That’s what I like to hear. Fuck, you're gorgeous.” He softly muttered against your thighs. Climbing on top of you, Eren connects his lips with you, a soft and slow kiss this time while you wrap your legs around his torso. Slowly, Eren slips one finger into you, groaning at how you clench around his finger. His finger thrusts into you, hitting your sensitive spots. “Shit, Eren.”

“Fuck.” Eren slips another finger into you, causing you to cry out, the already huge bulge in his pants only growing at your sweet sounds. His thumb rubs your clit in circles, the feeling enough to make you go crazy. You scrape your fingers against his back, leaving red lines along his skin. His fingers repeatedly thrust into you, Eren groaning at the lewd noises coming from your slick. Back arching to a curve, your breasts press against his chest. You squeeze your eyes due to the pleasure, throwing your head back into the bed.

“No, no. Look at me baby.” You comply, opening your eyes again, eyes meeting turquoise ones.

“Eren… faster.” He knuckles deep, the pleasure consuming your mind. Grinding your hips to match the wonderful rhythm of Eren’s fingers, you knew you were about to cum. You moan his name out loudly, not caring if everyone could hear you outside. His fingers thrusted into you again, hitting the exact spot you need it to, you come undone on his fingers, leaving a tinted substance. Panting and legs shaking after reaching your high, you watch Eren bring his fingers to his mouth and lick your arousal off, not leaving a single drop left to waste. “You taste so good princess.” He leans in to kiss you, and you can taste yourself on his lips, mixed in with the sweet watermelon flavor from his messy desert.

“Are you guys okay in there?” Loud banging on the door startles you, a yelp coming from your lips. Eren climbs off of you, standing and trying to fix the tightness in his pants. Your lips turning into a small pout at the loss of the warm feeling of his body on top of yours. Grabbing your panties and shorts, he walks to you, Eren gives you a cheeky smile. He kneels down before you, stretching out your underwear and looking up at you through his eyelashes. Getting the gist, you place your right leg into one hole, left leg in the other. Then he helps you with your jeans shorts and your shirt, the same process repeating.

“Have fun?”

“I did actually… Did you?”

“Mhm, a lot.”

More banging on the door.

“Yeah, yeah. We’re fine! Coming out now.” Eren rolls his eyes in annoyance, reaching his hand into his pocket. Pulling out his phone, he scrolls and taps for a bit before reaching a page and handing it to you. “Mind if I get your number?” Nodding your head, you grab his phone from your hand and type in your number. After double checking if you typed in the right one, you hand it back to him.

Eren winks at you, the simple gesture causing butterflies to ignite throughout your body. “Thank you princess.” He walks up to the exit. Both of you forget about the now messy bed, the only thing important right now being each other. Opening the door, Eren steps to the side, allowing you to go first. “After you my lady.”

“Thank you sir.” Before you step out, Eren leans into your ear, lips grazing over your skin. He sensed the sadness radiating off your body. “It’s okay baby. We can continue another day. We have all summer after all.”

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hwasong · 4 years

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guardians | poly!ateez

request - if you're still taking in requests, would you be able to write something for badboy!polyot8 and date night out at a club + maybe how they'd protec if their s/o was getting hit on please?

a/n: sorry for the long wait! school is at my ass so my writing isn’t the best atm :(

fluff!!

The excitement of going to the club only sinks in after your about to leave. You’re all dolled up and wearing the dress that Seonghwa bought you a while back. It’s a simple black dress but it catches your curves so well you can’t help but feel gorgeous. You even curled your way Hongjoong likes it and wore the red lipstick that Wooyoung loves so much.

“You look gorgeous, baby” Seonghwa smiles as he encases you in his large arms, pressing a kiss on your head. A large smile crosses over your face “You look so handsome~”

Seonghwa smiles back and runs a hand through your hair. His cologne briefly meets your nose before your whisked away by Jongho who runs a hand down your side, a small smile grazing his lips.

“You’re wearing the perfume I bought you” he seems touched that you wore the perfume. A giggle leaves your throat at his cute self.

San walks into the room in his usual getup for a night out. His black skinny jeans and loose shirt is enough to make you drool over the boy. He smiles brightly once he catches the small crowd waiting to leave.

“Hello my cuties” he bounces over, his personality contrasting with his looks. An infectious smile spreads on his face as he talks. You’re so caught up in San’s features that you don’t realise when the rest filter in and Mingi is passing you his jacket to cover yourself from the harsh night air.

“O-oh thank you” you mumble as you’re accept the jacket, a red flush scattering across your face, visible from under the makeup you wear.

Mingi just smirks, his boyish charm making you weak at the knees.

“I’ll get the drinks!” Wooyoung shouts over the music and pointing towards the bar. The rest of the table nods and sends San off to help Wooyoung with the nine glasses that are incoming. The guys have been out with you so much that all nine of you know each other’s orders like the back of your hand.

The energy of the club is enough to get your blood pumping and heart racing. Even with Yeosang’s hand massaging your own under the table and Yunho’s arms encasing you in a side hug you can’t help but feel jittery.

The table quickly make due of conversation and your so distracted by the booming atmosphere you don’t realise when you’re drink is placed in front of you until Yeosang asks if you’re okay. You nod but you can’t shake the feeling off that tonight isn’t going to me good.

“Let’s have fun tonight, okay?” Hongjoong says as the nine of you clink glasses. A bright smile spreads on your face as Mingi shouts over dramatically. The smile doesn’t leave your face even as you sip from your straw.

The night goes by like a blur full of drunken happiness. You’ve had your fair few shares of drinks but you can still walk (a few stumbles here and there however). You slide from the booth with Jongho to get another round of drinks but due to the crowd you and Jongho got split up temporarily.

Since you reach the bar first you take the job of asking for the drinks. The bartender nods and walks off to make the drinks.

Your eyes flutter across the bar, observing the different people here tonight. You ogle at a few of the pretty girls walking by and a couple good looking boys but nothing crosses your mind as you look at them. Your fingers strum aimlessly against the bar as you do so.

“Excuse me” a voice piped up from beside you. You hum, thinking that your maybe in the way of the person but as you turn around you notice it’s a young guy sitting in one of the seats.

“I can’t help but notice you looking around” he smiles almost smugly, as if he caught you out. A nervous laugh breaks from your mouth as a crooked smile crosses your lips. Your eyes dart about for any of the eight boys but you see none. Had Jongho decided to go back?

You decide to not answer the guy and subtly move away, not wanting to interact again. Luckily you found yourself slowly blending into a crowd of women.

“You disappearing on me?” The familiar voice caused shivers to run down your spine when you had walked back up to the bar to clutch the tray of drinks.

Your fingers gripped the tray harder as you tried your best to shy away and disappear into the crowd once more. Your boys were only so far away but with the music and loud chatter they would never hear you call for them. The drinks shook violently as you weaved through people.

“Hey! I was talking to you” Your heart sank to your stomach once the man called out once more. Couldn’t he tell you weren’t on your own by the handful of drinks on your tray? Fear crawled through your whole being like some sort of monster.

The tray shook in your hands once more as a rough hand caught your arm, causing you to jump. Somehow, the drinks didn’t tip over but Hongjoong’s beer had split slightly. That was the least of your worries though.

“Leave me alone” Your strict tone went over the boys head as he continued to hold onto like some vice. He was so persistent that it made you wish that you said no to helping getting the drinks.

He continued to talk however, but the whole time you were focusing on trying to get out of grip without spilling the tray of drinks all over the floor.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” Your saviour. The world around you brightened as you seen Yunho’s tall figure come to your rescue. A look of relief washed over your features as you saw Jongho following closely behind.

As Yunho approached the mans grip loosens. As soon as you get the chance you quickly skit across the floor and towards Jongho who takes the plate of drinks from you. One hand curls around your shoulders as he walks you back, a worried look on his face.

“I lost you” he states the obvious, sharing a look of concern “Did he do anything to you?”

You shook your head, walking silently beside him, eyes casting down as the table comes into view and the remaining six boys look at you with concern all over their faces.

“Are you alright, doll?” Seonghwa asks as he reads your face. A pout was across your lips as you slid back down into the booth.

“I’m fine” The boys all glanced between each other but decided to leave it until you were home. For now, they just worried about where Yunho was.

“What’s all that shouting?” San asks as he sets his glass down, his hand rubbing Wooyoung’s arm. Seonghwa hums, looking into the crowd. You chew your lip nervously.

“We have to get Yunho” you mumble, eyes casting down to your daiquiri in your lap. Seonghwa looks down at you, him barely hearing you even though he’s sitting beside you.

Seonghwa puffs and sets his glass down roughly, catching the attention of the guys “C’mon, let’s go find Yunho”

Yeosang looks up “Is something wrong? He can find his own way back”

Jongho sits up, pulling his jackets collars “I think he’ll need some help if he’s not back”

Quickly, you stand to your feet as the sound of a glass shattering fills the room. The guys are all quick to stand up once they see you disappear into the crowd once again.

Your heart pounds as you shove your way through the crowd.

You fear what you would find.

“Someone get security!” The guy who served you at the bar shouts over the music. Bartenders had ran from their space behind the bar to run to the scene that was unfolding.

A gasp leaves your lips as you see the scene before you. Yunho has the guy from earlier into a deathly grip, his eyes dark as he breathes heavily, his arm raised as if he was going to swing.

“Yunho!” You shout, trying to defuse him from the situation.

“Yunho! What are you doing?” San shouts from behind you which makes you jump. When had he gotten here? You don’t have time to think as nimble fingers pull you away from the unpretty scene.

“Sangie” You breath leaves your lips swiftly as you catch the blonde haired mans face. He is quick and light on his feet as he pulls you towards the exit. A million questions leave tour lips but he answers none.

“We need to leave now, doll” He simply answers, pushing out of the doors roughly which is much to the dismay of the door security. A frown crosses your lips “Why?”

Yeosang chuckles lightly, stopping in the dark streets. The light a few feet away barely light up his features but he still looks ethereal. He smiles softly, his eyes darkening as he lifts a hand to stroke your face “Because we can’t have you seeing what we do to people who touch you, doll”

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kozukenkitten · 3 years

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Can i get a boy Haikyuu matchup?((; I am 5’9 girl, with dirty blond hair to under my shoulders. I am the listener and the street smart one in the group. I LOVE TO PLAY FIGHT and have tickel fights. Im quiet and calm, and it takes Some time before i open up. I like to be the leader. I am rly stubborn, but i love to make my Friends laugh. I train a lot, and i also do competetiv rifle shooting, im best in my county. I would want a boy who protecs me, bc No one ever do that. Thank youuuu😘

Hi dear!! This has been sitting in my drafts for months now because I just have too many ✨ thoughts ✨ to dig through and figure out what was valuable enough to write down with this one and I kept having to pause and come back to it around other things happening IRL but anyway, I hope you like it!!

I've matched you with Kyoutani Kentarou!!

Street smarts? Playful banter/fighting? Stubborn and driven? Protective personality? Kyoutani is the man for you.

This man will act like the biggest tsundere around your close friends, all of whom 100% know he's actually the biggest simp for you. When you're alone, though? This man will treat you like a princess, because holy shit he's just smitten, and while he's awful at expressing it at times, he can show you how much he cares both in how protective he is, and by how he allows your tickle fights (you think he'd let anyone else do that to him? Fat chance) and by allowing his guard down around you, openly laughing at your jokes and enjoying your company.

Anyone fucks with you, and Kyoutani will be there like the Mad Dog (TM) he is, to wreck their shit for you if you want him to. Although he has zero doubt you could do it yourself, he enjoys getting to fight on your behalf like your own personal modern knight in shining armor, because that's the #1 way he knows how to show he cares.

He would love that you're fairly calm and quiet, especially with how much noise he has to deal with from Oikawa and the rest of the Seijoh team, but he'd also adore your more passionate, stubborn side (even when it's directed against him during an argument).

You may have some clashes over who the leader in the relationship is, but ultimately, I can see him deferring to you on most things, simply because it makes you happy, and he doesn't necessarily mind it anyway.

He may be temperamental, but he would absolutely never lay a hand on a lady, especially not one he really cares about. When he gets too heated, he'll remove himself from the situation until he's calmed down, because he would never want to hurt you, and he knows his temper can be a lot to deal with sometimes.

Play fights, though? Kyou will do that with you as much as you'd like. Whether it's sparring or just banter and maybe some playful nudges or whatever (or like that one scene in Lion King where they're play fighting and just tumbling around all over, vying for dominance) he's down to see who will win. I imagine it's usually a pretty even fight, and no matter who actually wins, it ends in plenty of cuddles and kisses.

I can see you being really good for him because you've got a good balance between calm and stubborn, so you won't constantly be at odds with him (and in fact more often than not you'll be able to calm him down too and get him to see your side of things and maybe even change his mind on them), but you'll be able to hold your own with him when you are at odds with him as well.

He would also appreciate you listening to his frustrations concerning his wild team and how they keep him on the sidelines too much. I'm not sure if he'd be the best person to seek advice from, but he'd definitely be the one to seek out if you need to rant or want help taking care of someone who's done you wrong.

All in all, I can see you two seeing eye to eye on a lot of things, and I can see your personalities meshing well, because they're just similar enough to create harmony and just different enough to keep your interactions from being too boring.

Also, Kyoutani would lose it over your rifle shooting abilities. That sort of thing takes great skill, and is an incredible accomplishment he'd definitely be in awe of, especially the very first time he saw you shooting at a range.

You two would probably be really awkward at first, lots of misunderstandings and miscommunications caused by nerves and closedness, but as you interact more, you'll both open up and find a really sweet, fun relationship that you wouldn't have any other way!

#haikyuu matchup #haikyuu x reader #matchup

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kingkatsuki · 5 years

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Hi, is it okay if you can do headcannons of Bakugou, Deku, Todoroki, and Denki as feminists and standing up for the reader about a sexist cat caller in public. If that makes sense?

He protec, but he also attac.

Bakugou

“Would you look at that ass? Damn, guys.” Bakugou heard a voice from behind you as you walked down the street side by side, followed by a roar of laughter.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

“You heard man, she’s got the nicest ass- and look at her tits-” You’d turned round to see three guys behind you now fully admiring the front of your body.

That was it, Bakugou had the cat-caller who’d made the rude comments up against the nearest wall, his forearm tight against his neck with his other hand sending out fierce sparks.

"Wanna try saying that again, asshole?"

The mans friends surrounded Bakugou instantly as they prepared for a fight, that was until Bakugou’s hands began emitting explosions.

Bakugou goaded the man, shouting insults as you stood behind him, trying to tell him it's okay. You were used to shit like this happening and you'd learned to block it out, or pretend like it didn't bother you. Obviously Bakugou wasn't able to do the same thing.

The man apologised profusely from his position in Bakugou's clutches, shaking his head and vowing to never do something like that again. Bakugou moved his arm, shoving the man away roughly. "Get the fuck out of here," The man dropped to the floor before scrambling up and running off with his friends.

"Fucking assholes needs to learn how to treat a woman with respect," Your heart swelled at his words, entwining your fingers with his own, feeling the warm heat and sweat he had just emitted from his explosions which only added to your love for him.

Midoriya

Watches quietly at first, he isn't the biggest fan of confrontation and he knows that you can look after yourself. Although the more the conversation goes on he can see how uncomfortable it's making you so he has to step in.

"You shouldn't talk to women like that, you can see she's uncomfortable."

"Fuck off, loser. This has nothing to do with you," The cat-caller moves into your personal space and wraps an arm around your waist. Your whole body immediately seizes up as you look towards Midoriya nervously.

"Hey, I don't think she's comfortable with you doing that-" Midoriya tries everything he can to avoid an altercation, knowing he doesn't look like the type that can hold his own in a fistfight.

When the guy ignores him and Midoriya see's his hand moving towards the curve of your ass, this is the last straw. Midoriya walks up to the pair of you and taps the guy on the shoulder. The guy turns to shove him away but Midoriya's reflexes are quick as he grabs his arm and flings him off you, making the guy fall to the ground.

"You should have more respect for women," Midoriya looks down at the guy who's dazed and confused before turning to you and checking if you're okay.

Spends a lot of time afterwards comforting you.

Todoroki

Todoroki's first instinct is to get you out of the situation, when he hears the guy catcalling you and the uncomfortable look on your face he moves an arm around you to guide you away.

The cat-caller is persistent though, and continues to come towards you. Calling you a 'hot piece of ass' and asking you if you want a good time.

You ignore his words and try and speed up your pace to avoid him, but Todoroki stops in place at his words.

"Women aren't here for our satisfaction," Todoroki's eyes were darker than usual and you stood beside him nervously.

The guy ignored Todoroki's words and instead continued to cat call you, asking whether you'd want to hang with a 'real man'.

That was the sentence that really got Todoroki. He flicked his hand up to embed shards of ice in the ground in front of the male, glaring at him.

"If you ever come near my girlfriend again, it'll be much worse."

The cat-caller instantly knew the bad decision he had made and turned on his toes to leave.

You couldn't help but lean up to press a soft kiss against Todoroki's cheek, instantly calming him down as your heart swelled with pride at his actions.

Immediately after he’s quite shy over his actions. He keeps checking that you’re okay, and you reassure him that you are and that you’re happy he was there to protect you.

Kaminari

"Why don't you give me your number?" The guy was persistent. You'd already said multiple times you weren't interested but he wasn't taking no for an answer.

"I think she said she wasn't interested," Kaminari spoke from behind you, boy were you relieved.

"It's none of your business, asshole. So why don't you leave us to it?"

"I think you'll find it is my business, when you're harassing my girlfriend."

The way Kaminari spoke made your heart swell with pride, his words sent floods of love throughout your veins. He was acting so chivalrous, your heart couldn't take it.

“Maybe you should ditch him and go for a real man,” The cat-caller moved to wrap an arm around your waist which you dodged and moved towards the safety of your boyfriend.

"You really want this guy over me?" The guy pointed a thumb towards Kaminari in disbelief.

"Unlike you, he knows how to treat a woman." You stepped towards your boyfriend in relief.

Kaminari proceeded to talk to the guy sternly, telling him how women weren’t just here for entertainment and that he should be more respectful.

Kaminari didn’t use his quirk because he knows he might get too annoyed, take it too far and short-circuit.

Expect plenty of reassuring hugs and kisses after, he’ll hold you a little tighter just to make sure you’re okay. Also to warn off any other guys that might have the guts to try and do the same thing to you.

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A FORTNIGHT PAST

“And Wellson,” said Director Hawke, “yer heroics were appreciated on th’ way out o’ Stormwind. Just be … careful. Yer on yer own.” She extended her hand.

“Ain’ nothin’ keepin’ me from get’in’ back, if’fn tha’s wot ya mean,” said the Operative, taking the proferred hand. They shook on it. “Two weeks, I’ll do me par’ in Elwynn, fer me bruv’s Estate, and the surroundin’s. Nuffin’ stupit,” she agreed, letting go. She dipped her head respectfully.

“Dismissed.”

TWO HOURS AGO

She was worried when she entered the shop. Exotic leathers and pelts still graced the shelves; empty drying racks lined the upstairs. She heard a rustling in the back and drew her sidearm — the same sidearm, she’d been told by Elunara, once wielded by her brother’s best friend, Justine, for over thirty years. She would keep Myz’s in her slingpack, just in case. She brushed the curtain to the back room aside. The rustling stopped. Silence. She knocked thrice on the wall — noise seemed to attract them, these Scourge.

“Show yourself!” a familiar voice shouted. It was a terse command, one she also recognized from before.

“Et’s me… Joci!” she replied, unclipping her SI:7 — Unit 8 badge from her belt, sliding it toward the voice. She did the same with her new sidearm.

Hoss, the cobbler she’d met just before everything went to shit, was still alive. He was filthy, like he hadn’t been able to bathe for weeks. He placed his Dwarven shotgun on the ground.

“You… you made it?” he asked.

“Wouldn’ be standin’ ‘ere if’in I din’t, yea?”

The man, who had lost several pounds since last they met, rushed over and gave her a tight hug. “S-sorry, I just…”

Joci smiled as she was embraced by the man. “Aye. I ge’ et. Bein’ ‘lone durin’ all this?” She pat his back. “‘ere. I go’ somethin’ ta set ya a-right.”

Hoss let go and looked the woman up and down. “You got it, di—“

Joci presented the man with the soft-sole shoe design from Mister Yellah himself.

“How—?”

“Do ya wanna know?”

“Was he…?”

She shook her head. “Long gone. Bones. An ol’, forgot’en camp. Took a couple days searchin’, bu’,” she chuckled. “I go’ low, stay out’a sight…” She paused, picking up her items. “‘e go’ a propah burial, ‘e did.”

“How can I … this was the last of his… what can I do?”

“Well ya kin make th’ shoes fer one,” she said, cracking a smile. “Ya wanna walk ‘ome? Let ya ge’ clean?”

The towering man looked down at the diminutive brawler, flabbergasted. “If you can take on the dead and live?” he chuckled. “Give me a sec. I’ll lock up.”

Joci beamed. She felt like she had done something right, not just through fighting, but by using her brain. She entered the back of the shop. It was fetid. He had hid amongst his own filth and the rotting remains of the Scourge to remain alive. She picked up the bodies and emptied his slop bucket into the sewer; the sound of the undead still skulking about explained why he hadn’t himself. She slid the heavy oak lid across it and weighed it with a few cinder blocks from behind which he’d been hiding. She entered from the back room.

“You didn’t have to,” said Hoss, mortified.

“I know,” she replied, softly. “Ya ready?”

The man nodded. And with that, the two entered a City transformed by carnage, war, death, fire.

“Where?” she asked, watching a raven pick at a bloated body in the Canal.

“Old Town,” he said.

“We’ll be there befir ya know et,” she said. She’d protect him just as she’d done for the Director and the young one, Nicole. Oh, she thought. Nikki. Gotta ‘member. Nikki.

NOW

“Where’ve ya been?” asked Kat.

“Yeah,” added Thea, drily. “Thought you died. Shame.”

Kat shot her a look. Joci did, too:

“‘elpin ou’, jus’ like I sai’.”

“Duskwind Patrol said they saw someone matchin’ yer description,” said Kat.

“I be five foo’ an’ one inch. Mebbe 105 poun’s. Plen’y o’ starvin’ people righ’ now…” she replied, thoughts drifting to Hoss, how he had changed. “Kingdom ain’ gonna ‘elp so, looks like I be a pop’lar person ta be now, don’ et??”

Thea crossed her arms indignantly. “You think you know so much, you little bit—”

“Thea!” shouted Kat so loud the rest of the Unit could hear. “Out. Now.”

The salty bureaucrat spun on her heel and stormed out. She slammed the door. Kat drummed her nails on the desk. “I’m going to ask you one time. Where were you.”

“Finding a dead man. Deadwind Pass.”

Kat rubbed her brow. “Jocelyn, I—”

“Direc’or,” she said the word popping out as it had before. She kicked herself for it. “I know a man. He can be o’ ‘elp ta us… isn’t tha’ wot we need? People we don’t pay bu’ barter wit’? I ‘eard ya talkin’ ‘bou’ et. Back in camp. I ownt a business —”

“A brothel,” she corrected Joci.

“Fine. I was a fuckin’ cum dumpstah pimp whore. Wha’eva.”

Kat rolled her eyes. “Yer point?”

“Ya cannae ‘spect goo’ things wit’ou’ get’in’ yer fists bloody.”

“You don’t think I don’t know that?” Kat’s eyes narrowed. “You don’t think I don’t look for wealthy patrons every fucking day?”

“These ain’ th’ wealthy. These be th’ people ‘ho need jobs! ‘ho lost everythin’! Fuck th’ rich! They wan’ fer nothin’! Ya donnae see me asking me bruv’s estate for ‘andouts, do ya? Ya wanna protec’ Stormwind? Donnae le’ et become anothah Moonbeam, yanno… like Wes’fall!”

Kat perked an eyebrow. “Moonbrook.”

“So ya remembah et’s name. Ya wanna medal?”

“Wot’s got you so fired up, anyway?” asked Kat, more interested than annoyed. She’d seen a fiery streak in Jocelyn before, knew about her insubordination within the ranks of the Proudmoore Admiralty… “Is this wot ya do? Ya get too close to people?” The Director scoffed. “Seven hells, Wellson. Ya can’t save everyone!”

Jocelyn set her jaw. She reached for her badge and drew Myz’s 9mm sidearm from her slingpack. She set them on the desk. “I be out.”

The fine lines around Kat’s eyes twitched. “Take a minute, cool down…” she said.

“Nah. I ain’ ‘eartless. Quinn, Nicole … er, Nikki … they be th’ only ones lef’ wit’ a warm ‘eart. Wit’ a conscience.”

“Ya think I don’t have a conscience? Ya think I’m heartless?”

“I fink,” said Jocelyn, “Ya los’ touch wit’ life when ya was gone. Ya ain’ th’ woman I met in th’ Park.”

“You’ve no idea wot yer talkin’ about, Wellson.”

The two stared at each other for a long time. The badge and Myz’s 9mm sat between them. The clock ticked as clocks do, marking endless hopes and lives slipping away. Finally Jocelyn spoke:

“I know ya play fav’rites. I know ya lef’ Tris ta die.” She cleared her throat: “Over’eard tha’ lil’ gem in camp.”

Kat’s self-confidence faltered for the briefest of moments.

Joci continued. “I know we make mistakes, yea? Lords I know… ya came ta me a’ me lowes’, when I was nothin’ bu’ guttertrash. Abandont. No way home. Death waitin’ there anyway. Couldn’t read a’tall. Me bruv… watched ‘im die…” She inhaled deeply. She sat in the chair Thea had been using. She exhaled. “I met an ol’ man, back befir th’ Scourge attack. A leatherworkah. A mastah leatherworkah. Defent ‘is shop from th’ Scourge, ‘e did. Walkt ‘im ‘ome today. He be smar’, an’ ‘e be goo’. Bettah, he be cheapah than th’ Crown, askin’ only fer materials.”

“Really?” Kat drummed her fingers on her desk, suppressing a cynical laugh. “That’s it? Yer willing ta forsake yer job fer one man? A cobbler?”

“If’fn I cannae ‘elp people, why di’ ya bring me in?”

Kat looked over Joci’s face. The scar just across her nose. The braid in her hair. Lines of sorrow and years of seldom joy etched like the broken sky. Kat slid the gun and badge across the desk. “This.”

“W-wait… Wot?”

“I swear ta fuck yer unbreakable. Ya got a heart. Don’t know how, after everything ya went through, but ya do…,” she said, trailing off. “Ya do. Come on then.” Director Hawke stood, gesturing for Jocelyn to do the same. “Take me to the shops ya know, that have crafted for ya. Let’s at least see wot’s left.”

“Aye aye, Director,” said Operative Wellson, tucking Myz’s 9mm into her sling pack. She clipped the badge to the backside of her belt. “Aye aye.”

(( @kat-hawke @tristanasneak @myzariel @nikkithorpe @quinn-varden // @justinegrotius @brian-wellson ))

#| storming scourge |#jocelyn wellson #unit 8 #unit eight #wellson v fiske #brass and glass #legacy #story #backstory

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baoshan-sanren · 3 years

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handsome siblings ep 27 liveblog

you can’t trust the disciple of the ten great villains

says the villain

awww wuque is defending xiaoyu’er now this is the sort of brotherly shit i live for

“why don’t we ask tie zhan?”

TIE ZHAN IS HERE

SOMEONE BRUSHED HIS HAIR BLESS

the dramatic close-ups are fucking killing me

oh man this poor dude

he did not have a good decade

OH MAN THEY REALLY WENT ALL OUT WITH THIS PLAN

was this wuque’s plan? my son is pretty AND smart

REALLY

YOU’RE GONNA TRY AND TALK YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS??

the balls of this man

how does he not trip over them walking

oh this motherfucker lyyyinnngggg through his teeth

idk how the bell is evidence of anything but okay that’s fine

*DRAMATIC CLOSEUP*

he’s like I’VE BEEN FRAMED

good lord

i do like it when wuque protec

he sexy

OH MY GOD

THIS DUDE GONNA THROW HIS FUCKING KID UNDER THE BUS

HE COMPLIMENTED YOUR DISCO ROBES AND YOU’RE GONNA DO HIM LIKE THAT?

you kick your kid? you kick your kid like a football? JAIL FOR FATHER FOR ONE THOUSAND YEARS

oh no

i’m not gonna pity the villain mini me i’m not

HE LOOKS SO HURT AND LOST OMGGGGG

i’m actually feeling bad for this little asshole wtf this show is giving me a ride of my life

oh this dude deserves to die a thousand times

i hope his kid is the one who gets to kill him in the end

WHAT THE FUCK

i literally thought he was gonna chop off his own kid’s arm duudeeeee what

i take my earlier statement back

the five great villains are the best parents in the world

he just fucking disowned his own kid WHO TOOK THE BLAME FOR HIM WOW

oh this is pitiful

yeah i know how you feel guys

poor kid omg he’s like all alone bleeding to death in a barn

I DON’T WANNA FEEL BAD FOR HIM AND YET

EMOTIONS

I HAVE THEM

aww we get some father daughter moments

“when we get home” always ominous sounding in a drama

don’t travel by any cliffs

“I can tell mr hua is very fond of you” die netflix subtitles die

have i mentioned how much a despise love triangles

i despise love triangles

wuque is all like heart eyes motherfucker and she’s like you’re so nice but i’m gonna leave now

“don’t read too much into it” he goes, yeah okay

she’s like “i’m not blind i know you like me,” and then she’s like “sometimes i wish i was a man”

and I’m like bitch me too what the fuck, you had a sword in the first 2 episodes and fought like hell but now you’re like “if you didn’t protect me i’d die”

if you were a man the screenwriters would’ve never done you dirty like this

THERE’S A RANDOM DUDE IN A TREE

GIVING THEM LOVE ADVICE

THIS IS THE SHIT I LIVE FOR

wait

it’s not some random dude

IT’S THE RUSTY SWORD DUDE

MR MEDICINE POT

GREATEST SWORDSMAN IN THE WORLD YAN NANTIAN

i’ve been waiting for this for 27 episodes and i am not disappointed

LOOK AT HIM FLY THROUGH THE AIR

*VIBRATES*

he’s like you care about each other just get married

THAT’S A TERRIBLE ADVICE MR MEDICINE POT

gkjfdjgfkdlsfjgkdlfjgfkdl

he just

pulled out a sword and split a tree in half like a mile away i’m

xinlan’s like fine jeez i’ll marry him

and wuque is like I’D RATHER DIE THAN MARRY HER

what is even happening

they’re gonna.... fight?

because wuque doesn’t wanna get married like right this moment?

WHAT IS HAPPENING

oh my god i am laughing and crying help me

now mr medicine pot is all like haha i though you were someone else my bad

and they’re fighting again because

WHY ARE ALL THESE MEN SO STUPID

now they wanna fight to the death

yes xinlan please you talk

these two don’t have an entire brain cell between them

XIAOYU’ER TO THE RESCUE

YAAAAY

aww reunion moment

aww murder reunion moment

nooooo don’t kill wuque he’s so pretty haha

dude this greatest swordsman in the world is being a total dumbass right now

like this kid is a spitting image of jiang feng

PLAYED BY THE SAME ACTOR like

don’t you think you should maybe consider

just maybe

a possibility

that they could be related?

no?

someone give him a braincell i can’t deal

“jiang feng your son is a hero”

XIAOYU’ER?

THIS KID?

THIS FERAL HONEY BADGER OF A CHILD REMINDS YOU OF JIANG FENG

BUT NOT THE SPITTING IMAGE OF JIANG FENG PASSED OUT FIVE FEET AWAY

i’m having a stroke

he’s like you’re alright kid i think you’ll be fine

imma go now

peace out rusty sword dude you never fail to entertain

lmaoooo xiaoyu’er just skipping rocks while wuque is passed out

at least move him so he doesn’t get a sunburn jeez

omg they’re bonding

awwwww

xinlan is leaving

good

i love her but she doesn’t deserve this love triangle storyline bullshit

you go find yourself some men who aren’t stupid sweetie

anyway this episode was an emotional rollercoaster

i need a drink

#绝代双骄 #jue dai shuang jiao #handsome siblings

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twisted-tales-of-all · 4 years

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The True Commitment

Bodyguard!Jeno x (Gender Ambiguous) Lawyer!Reader ft. Lawyer!Taeyong

Requested by @mirohhhuuuu

Summary: As a lawyer specializing in werewolf-human affairs, you run the high risk of attacks from those whose cases didn’t work out properly. You’ve had multiple bodyguards injured before, but this new bodyguard deals with the idea of werewolf attacks suspiciously well. What’s his secret?

Word Count: ~2.2K

Warnings: Werewolf AU, mentions of death and trauma, violence, betrayal, lying

"What are you going to do now? That's the fourth guard to get injured this month. Nobody will want to work for you anymore, Y/N." Your partner, Taeyong, asks, worried for your safety.

"Believe it or not, there's a resume that came in earlier today. At least one person still wants to be my bodyguard."

"Yeah, until they get injured, too. They'll quit, just like the others. Why can't you go back to non-violent cases? It's only been a month, but you've been threatened and attacked so much already."

You roll your eyes at Taeyong, not wanting to explain for the hundredth time that solving violent crimes has been your dream since the incident with your brother. You were only 12 years old then, but you knew that the person they convicted in the case was wrong. You've felt wronged all these years, insisting that you'd find his killer to truly bring him peace. Taeyong's heard the story plenty of times; he knows why you refuse to stick to non-violent cases, but he can't help but worry that your obsession with your brother's killer will end with your injury.

As the two of you part ways, you breathe out and pull out your headphones, deciding to blast music to get rid of your thoughts for the small remainder of the walk home. As you walk up the stairs of your building, you notice something unusual about the second flight, seeing them stained by a black liquid. Taking no chances, you decide to call the elevator to take you up the remaining way to the fourth floor. When the doors open to your floor, a man stands there, waiting for you. This wasn't someone from any violent case. You truly don't recognize this man, but he definitely recognizes you, diving for you the moment the doors fully open. Luckily, you've trained your reflexes enough to dodge him and hit the "door close" button on the elevator before rushing out and down the hall.

Quickly, you unlock the door and slam it behind you as you enter your apartment. You lock the three locks you have and lean against the door, wondering who the man was. It's possible he was a friend or family member of someone you put in jail, but, usually, they don't get that violent. With a shake of your head, you throw the thought away. Instead, you dig the new resume out of your bag and sit down to look it over.

"Hm... Seems promising. He's young, too, so he should be pretty fast. I usually wouldn't hire teens, but I don't have much of a choice."

You dial the number on the resume, reaching voicemail. You leave him a message, asking him when he can start work. Then, you throw yourself onto your bed, exhausted.

"Don't worry, Jaejoong. Slowly, but surely, I'll give you your peace."

With that, you drift off to sleep, woken up in the morning to banging on your front door. Grabbing your phone to check the time, you're blinded by the bright pop-up, indicating that you have 14 missed calls from Taeyong, despite it only being 7 AM.

"Ugh... What on earth?" You roll out of bed, too tired to make yourself presentable. Opening the door, you're greeted by Taeyong screaming at you.

"Why can't you wake up early like the rest of us? I've been trying to call you! The office is trashed! Whoever it was probably destroyed evidence in the case we're close to closing!"

Still too tired to deal with it, you shrug it off and head back to your bed. Taeyong follows you, giving you a run-down of everything that's happened. While you ignore most of it, one part catches your attention, "Wait, say that again."

"Some kid came by, asking for you. Said you called him last night about working."

"He went to the office? Damn it, kid. You should've just called me back." You scramble to get your phone, dialing the number again, ignoring your partner's rant about hiring a child.

You finish the call and rush to get ready. Taeyong, who accepted being ignored, lays on your bed while scrolling through his social media feed, unfazed by your sudden energy spike. Once you're ready, you announce it to your partner, who simply follows you out the door.

When you both arrive at the office, a young man with innocent brown eyes waits for you at the entrance.

"Jeno, right? I'm Y/N and this is my friend, Taeyong. We usually work together on cases, but you'll be working under me. I work with violent and non-violent cases that involve werewolves. Do you think you can handle guarding me, even if werewolves come and attack?"

Without batting an eye, the boy calmly insists that he believes he can, "Trust me. I'll do better than any other guard you've hired."

"What makes you so sure?" You hear Taeyong chuckle at your question, so you turn your attention to him.

"I'm sure he has his reasons. Let's just let him prove it."

It's strange for Taeyong to trust someone so quickly, so you take his word on it and hire Jeno on the spot. Then, all three of you make your way upstairs to examine the destroyed office. Taeyong explains that he arrived this morning to the office door broken down and the inside completely trashed. He asked for the security tapes but found nothing unusual on them, so he insists that someone hacked the system.

During Taeyong's long explanation, Jeno walks away and takes a look at the nearest camera.

"Liar." He starts, gaining everyone's attention. "How can you check them when they were turned off yesterday?"

You look to the evidence and see that Jeno is telling the truth. The camera is off, with the last recorded time shortly after you and Taeyong left last night.

"Alright, so maybe I didn't check them. I kinda rushed over to check on you, concerned that you might've been attacked at home."

Even though you consider Taeyong one of your most trusted friends, you begin to doubt him, "So, why lie about it, then? Why not just say that so we can check the tapes together?"

Taeyong stumbles over his words, trying to explain how he wanted to sound more productive than he truly was. Although you tell him he's forgiven for the slip-up, you keep in mind that he was the first one to see the destruction. As much as you don't want to suspect your friend, you know that you need to think logically and consider all suspects. Jeno also clearly suspects him, always making sure he's in between you and Taeyong, keeping his eye on him no matter what.

After you clean up the disaster in your office, you only find one thing missing: the file on your brother's case. You're infuriated at this, as it makes it even more likely that Taeyong had some involvement in this. However, still not wanting to suspect him too much, you choose not to confront him until finding more evidence against him.

While the day started in chaos, the workday drags on. You and Taeyong discuss the case you're working on for the weekend while Jeno sits nearby, hyperfocused on your partner.

Once the workday ends, you find yourself walking home with Jeno instead of Taeyong, who went home about a half-hour earlier.

"Jeno, you suspect him, too, right?"

"There's no good reason to lie about checking the tapes, so yes. I'll be keeping an eye on him, even if you call him your friend."

"Good idea. It wasn't just the security camera that bugs me. He said the intruder destroyed evidence that was still there. The only thing missing was a folder of a personal case of mine. He's disliked my interest in the case for years."

He agrees that it's very suspicious, but before you can continue the conversation any further, a man jumps out in front of you, knife aimed directly at you. Quickly, Jeno brings you behind him. The man still directs his threats at you, telling you to drop the Jaejoong case. You freeze for a second, eyes wide, but anger boils inside.

"Why should I drop it, huh? What's that to you?!" The rage erupts when you recognize him, "You're the guy who attacked me last night! What the hell did I do to you?! Are you the one who actually killed him?! What do you know?!"

At this point, Jeno has to not only protect you from the assailant but also hold you back from attacking the stranger at the same time. He struggles to stay between the two of you, and the stranger only makes it worse by taunting you.

"So what if I killed him, huh? What are you gonna do? What if I came back for his little sibling? Maybe I should've killed you both back then." He jokes with a smirk plastered on his face.

Although he's clearly faking it, you lunge yourself forward, blinded by your anger. Jeno manages to stop you just before the stranger jabs at you, getting cut in your place. Hearing his groan of pain snaps you back to reality, so you look to him to make sure he's okay. Rather than looking at you, he steadies himself before punching the guy in the chest. The stranger drops the knife as his hands fly to his chest, trying to regain the breath that the punch took from his lungs. Jeno kicks the knife back towards you, and you cover your hand to pick it up without leaving your fingerprints. When you look back to the two boys, Jeno has one of the assailant's hands pinned behind his back tightly.

"So, what do we do with him?"

Before you respond, you dial the police and explain the situation. After hanging up, you simply respond, "That."

The stranger starts laughing - a laugh fit for a psychopath - and slowly lifts his head towards you. His teeth showing clear, sharper than human teeth. Suddenly, you realize the danger. He wasn't just any man with a knife - no, this man is a werewolf. In a matter of mere seconds, your worry for Jeno grows stronger. He's still a teenager, with years to look forward to. He shouldn't be risking his life to protect - SMACK.

The noise brings you back to reality, and you make a mental note about zoning out too much. Looking over, you expect the worst. You fear that the wolf overpowered Jeno and ran, maybe taking a piece of your bodyguard with him. What you find, however, is the wolf's face against the floor, Jeno's hand holding him down with ease.

"You... can overpower a werewolf?" Your confusion shows.

"This lame excuse of anything more than a human isn't a wolf. Most of the people that get called werewolves are only dogs, nowadays." He calmly explains everything, "It's hard to tell the difference as a human, so everyone is blanketed under 'werewolf,' and we don't fight it."

"We? So, then... If you're more powerful than a, uh, a weredog? Does this mean you're a werewolf?"

"Oh, Taeyong didn't mention that?"

At that moment, the police show up, take the attacker to their car, and start asking you and Jeno questions about the incident. You explain what happened, hand over the man's weapon, and give them your card so they can call you if they need you again. Before they leave, they warn you both to be safe. You and Jeno finally continue your walk to your apartment after seeing the officers off.

"So, Taeyong knows?" You finally ask as you unlock the door to your apartment, gesturing for Jeno to come in after you.

"I assumed that's why he told you to hire me. He's a dog, y'know. He could feel it."

Your eyes grow wide. You and Taeyong worked together for years, yet he never told you anything. Slowly but surely, you feel like Taeyong isn't who you believed him to be at all.

"Y/N? Didn't you know that? I figured that's why the two of you were partners. That's usually how it works - a human and a hybrid usually work together on hybrid cases; the same goes for wolves, except that it can be a weredog or werewolf on the case because of the blurred lines."

"I had no clue. He never told me. Never even hinted at it. I think I'm gonna have to sleep on this thought. Did you want to stay? You're free to use the couch."

After the day's events, Jeno decides that it's best if he stays. After all, he has to protect you, even if it's from your closest friend. He promised his dad that he'd atone for his brother's mistakes. Even if you never figure out that he destroyed the office and stole your file. Even if he has to forever hide the fact that his brother killed yours. He'll protect you. From anything.

Especially since you're his mate. He's known since the day you met years ago. He'd never mistake your sweet scent for anyone else. No matter what, he'll keep his mate safe, even if his own brother comes back to hurt you.

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Waltz Within Chains Ch. 7 (A BakuDeku

Chapter 7: Risk

“This way Izuku. Quickly now,” Inko whispered to her son, pulling the hood up over his head even more to hide his face.

“Mother where are we going?” Izuku asked doing his best to keep up with her. These past couple of days had been rough. He felt cold and sick. He had barely slept and had barely eaten anything as well. Ever since Katsuki had been taken he hadn't been feeling right. Whenever had he been away even a moment away from his alpha?

Sure they had been apart a few times but it was never more than a few hours. And every night like clock work Katsuki was there nearby.

He hadn't ever felt like this.

“You had said you weren't feeling well right?” she asked him, taking a peek around the corner and then guided him down the hall.

Izuku hadn't ever been to this part of the castle. He had no reason to go to this area. It was always forbidden. But he had a feeling of where they were going. He just hoped he wasn't wrong and that his mother wasn't taking him somewhere else.

“Right, it started a couple of days ago,” he admitted to her. Inko squeezed his hand a bit and quickened her pace, Izuku walking a little faster to keep up with her. It was as if she had some sense of urgency going through her.

“I was afraid of this,” she whispered.

“What is it?”

She shook her head. “I will tell you when we get there,” she said. “That way I can explain it to the both of you.”

Izuku looked at her confused but nodded his head, keeping his head down remaining silent as she walked him furhter down the dark hallways.

“Who goes there?” came the voice of one of the guards posted nearby one of the torches that sat in the room. “No one is permitted here unless appointed by the king.”

“I would think the king would allow the queen to approach?” Inko asked lifting her head up enough. The knight's eyes widened and he knelt down before her, bowing his head.

“Forgive me my queen. I had not known it was you. You are by all means allowed to be here,” he had said. “I shall tell the king-”

“No,” Inko said firmly. “You are forbidden to tell the king that I or my guest is here. Now, you are to open the door to let us in and you are to step away till I call you again. And you are most certainly not allowed to tell the king. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes my queen,” the knight said, rising to his feet and then he quickly turned to unlock the door to the cell behind them.

Inko took Izuku's hand once again and pulled him through the door. She waited for the guard to leave before she approached the chained figure on the wall.

A growl came from the prisoner but once she pulled her hood off he stopped and a heavy sigh of relief came from him.

“Queen Inko. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes,” Katsuki sighed. “Please tell me, how is Izuku? Is he alright?”

“Why not ask him yourself?” she said, pulling down Izuku's hood to show him. Izuku sniffled a bit at the sight of his alpha chained and he rushed to him, wrapping his arms around him. Katsuki let out a sight of releif when he felt his arms around him and started to rub his face against him. But something smelled off about him.

“Izuku, did somethng happen?” he asked. Izuku shook his head, just simply holding onto his alpha tightly as he could.

“He is starting to go through withdrawl from you,” Inko said softly. “It happens to a fully bonded pair if they are seperated for a long amount of time.”

Izuku tighetened his arm around him and Katsuki slowly lowered their bodies down so that they were sitting. With a grunt he pulled on the chains that way he could slide his arms around him. It wasn't the hug he wanted to give him but it was the best he could do.

“I've got you Izuku....I've got you,” he mumbled to him, looking up at Inko confused however. “Withdrawl? Is it dangerous?”

“If for prolonged moments of time, yes it can be,” Inko said, pulling a small wrapped package of bread cheese and a little dred meat out of her large sleeve and passed it to Katsuki. “As we're in this dangerous time I will need to sneak him down here to prevent him from getting worse. If I don't...I fear we may end up losing Izuku. He could become so sick he could...”

She didn't need to say it. Katsuki understood. He had to keep this from happening. He couldn't lose Izuku. But he hadn't even been able to figure out his own situaton. He hadn't been able to figure out how to get out of the mess of the dungeon.

He didn't know when his date was. He didn't know how much longer he had before the king decided to take his life.

He had a sneaking suspicion however. He was sure the king wanted him to feel the pain of losing Izuku as a mate first before he would end him.

“Has that husband of yours started his plans?” he asked, smoothing his fingers through Izuku's hair and looked down at him. He was pale, his freckled cheeks not their usual rosy red and it looked like he hadn't eaten in days.

But now that he was in his arms Izuku looked relaxed and at peace. He was even starting to doze off against the dragon's chest.

“My poor bunny...” Katsuki mumbled softly, rubbing his hand up and down his back slowly, looking up at the queen.

“He has started,” she said. “I am putting a plan together myself however. But I needed Izuku to...be around you for a little while so to speak so he can perform.”

“Perform?” he asked. She shook her head.

“It's not important. I just need him to be more aware than he had been for the past couple of days. He's finally falling asleep. I don't think he really has slept or even eaten since you were taken away from him like that.”

Katsuki kissed the top of Izuku's head, closing his eyes slowly as he tried to think of a solution again. “I don't want to lose him.”

“I know,” Inko said gently. “But we also have to keep you alive. I'm still working on this last part but I will make sure you two will be together.”

Though as she promised this she knew she didn't want to promise it in a grim way. They could be together if they were both to lose their lives.

She was not about to lose her son to that, nor was she about to lose Katsuki who she had taken care of since he was little as well.

Resting her hand on his shoulder she squeezed softly.

“I will not let anything else bad happen to you,” she told him. “That I promise you. I will see to it that you two get the happiness you both deserve.”

Rising to her feet she dusted off the bottom of her gown and let out a small sigh. “Whatever happens it will be fast paced and I will need your cooperation. Can I count on you to give me that Katsuki? No matter what you think?”

Katsuki watched her a moment and then nodded his head. He had to put his trust in her. Even though she had him keep a heavy secret for years, he knew that he had to do this. She was the only way for them to get out of his mess and with one another.

They couldn't stay there he knew that much. The king had too much power in this land. But where did they even go from there?

As if reading his mind she answered his question.

“I have been researching quite a bit about where you might have come from Katsuki. There might be a dragon village out there that can protect the two of you.”

Katsuki paused. To not only be out there to be proteced with the one he loves but also to be with his own kind.

He never knew anyone else that was a dragon hybrid. He believed them to be all gone, that he may have been one of the last ones to ever exist. He never knew his parents or any family. He had been all alone until that day Izuku had nearly fallen off the cliffside.

Though he wouldn't change a thing of what happened in his life. Sure he would have liked to not have been in the situation he was in now but up till then he had been happy. What he wouldnt give to go back in time to that moment again.

“I would very much like to find them,” he said softly and kissed Izuku's forehead slowly. “But your majesty, if you don't mind answering something for me, I am rather curious. The king is your husband. Why help us so much? What we had done was against the crown. I'm close to a common man and Izuku is of royalty. Why push so hard to keep us together?”

Inko smiled softly and knelt down in front of the two of them once more. “When he had first been marked all I had wanted to do was to see my son happy. But over time I came to realize that I wanted both of you to be happy. It ate at me that we had to keep it from him for so long, all the pain I was causing the both of you despite that I had good intentions. This is my way of making it up to the two of you. I will get you out of this alive so you can have a life together.”

Katsuki was silent a moment and slowly a small smile came to his face. It was pretty rare to see one of them on his face towards someone else. Usually those were given to Izuku, but at times even those were far and few between.

“That means a lot to me,” he admitted to her.

“And well...it was an arranged marriage. I don't really feel much for the king,” he said with a frown. “He has not treated myself or Izuku well, especially when he had found out he was not able to use any sort of magic.”

Katsuki frowned, his arms instinctively holding onto him tighter. “Just because of that? That is why he rules his life the way he does?”

“That and because he is the prince and an omega male. It is rare to see an omega as a male. He doesn't see him as the next king, just someone to marry off,” she said with a scowl. “I know Izuku will make a great king some day. He would have you ruling by his side and send out country into the prosperity timed that I imagine.”

“Let's get us through this situation first before we start talking about the future, shall we your majesty?” he said with a small snort.

Inko laughed softly and rose to her feet, holding her arms out for Izuku. Katsuki tightened his hold on his sleeping mate at first but then let out a sigh, holding him out to her. The pain in his eyes nearly broke Inko's heart.

Inko held Izuku against he chest as she held him. It was amazing how a woman so small as she was, was able to hold onto Izuku's body.

“I promise Katsuki, I will see to your happiness. Just hang on a little bit longer for me,” she said to him. Katsuki rose to his feet slowly, the chains smacking together sending shivers through Inko's body. She hated that he was in this state.

“I trust you your majesty,” he said to her. “But please...hurry. I'm not sure how much longer either of us have.”

Inko gave a nod and carried her son from the cell that Katsuki was in. A small noise came from Izuku and she looked down at his face it twised int a bit of discomfort.

“I'm sorry Izuku,” she siad, kissing her sleeping son's forehead. “It won't be long. I promise you that. It won't be that long.”

At least she hoped that it would not be that long. If she hesitated even a moment she could end up ruining it all for the two of them.

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Hey, I would like a match-up please. Very introverted and quiet(I will literally not interact with someone unless they showed explicit interest in me first) and will take a lot of time to open up. A huge animal lover, and a vet. Am also pretty passionate about science, especially biology, and I have a bit of a distaste for superstitious/preachy religious people. My hobbies include, besides the classic reading and playing video games, horseback riding and martial arts, even learned to use a gun.

Hi, there, dear!💎 thanx so much for the request! I hope you enjoy it and I hope you are staying safe and well!🌸 And soz for taking sooooooooooo long with it<3<3<3.

So I match you with................ Ieyasu

It was actually Masamune that pestered the shit out of you, that pulled you out of your shell to start interacting with the other warlords. Hideyoshi suspicions of you also lasted 0.2 seconds, as you were so shy and introverted around him he couldn’t help but turn into MOTHER MUST PROTEC CUTIE MODE. Between the two of them, you slowly but surely started opening up to the people around you and started to come to like it in your new home. You mostly kept to yourself not wanting to bother the people around you.

You spent most of your time reading in the castle’s archives. You were awestruck when Mitsunari first showed you the place, and it had quickly become your second home. You would spend hours and hours reading their vast amounts of books. You were shook at how advanced and spot on some of their scientific books were. You had a set routine, you would wake up eat breakfast and spend the whole day reading. You would often be so engrossed in your studies that you would fall asleep in the archives. That my friend is how Ieyasu came to slowly get used to you. He would go the archives late at night to pick up more books and drop off ones that he had just finished reading. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the sleeping princess. It seems you had yet again fallen asleep sprawled across one of the newest biology arrivals. He quietly walked up to you, to see what you were reading. His eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn’t help but give you a slither of a smile “Not as dumb as you look”. You were busy reading a new complex biology book, filled with advanced concepts and terminology. He carefully took off his hoari and gently draped it around your shoulders, careful not to wake you. He then spared you one more glance and left the room.

You always got excited whenever you saw Mitsunari or Ieyasu in the archives. The best was when the three of you would sit together and have tea while discussing different scientific topics. THB you were even shook when Mitsuhide would join in the conversation give some perspectives of his own

However, all that was thrown out of balance when one day Nobunaga announced that the oda forces were going to war and that you were to accompany them as lucky charm. You were honestly FREAKING OUT. Although all those complaints fell on deaf ears as Nobunaga’s word was basically the law. You were assigned to help out Ieyasu in the medical tent. You breathed a sigh of relief as at least you knew enough about biology and veterinary science to be of some help. Ieyasu showed you the ropes, teaching you all the ins and outs of patching up injured soldiers on the fly. At night, the two of you would go out and forage for plants to make some medicine. You low key impressed Yasu with your vast knowledge of plants, you were also a fast learner and pick up concepts quickly. By the end of the war, you were a natural at patching up soldiers and making medicines from scratch.

The two of you had come to enjoy the other company and to say Ieyasu was a little sad to not have an excuse to see you every day would be an understatement.

After the two of you arrived back home, Nobunaga announced that some people had their eye on you and were planning on kidnapping you. You were shocked and a little scared. Ieyasu suggested that you learn some self-defence, and Mitsuhide chimed in saying that he would teach you how to shoot. And that my friend is how you landed up at Mitsuhide’s manor with Yasu. Mitsuhide taught the two of you to shoot a rifle. Of course, Yasu was slightly more skilled than you, as he had been doing these lesson for a few weeks now. Although TBH you shocked both of them when you picked up the rifle, after observing Mitsuhide shoot, and shot the target dead in the centre. These rifles were slightly different from the guns back home, but the basics remained the same. This basically resulted in you and Ieyasu having a shoot off to see who the best student was.

After your friendly lil competition Ieyasu grabbed your hand all while being as red as a tomato and lead you to his manor. He then gave you some salve to help ease the stiffness and muscle pain from a full day worth of shooting. At this point, you had quickly come to sum up the porcupine. You knew he was actually a massive sweetie pie and that his contrary way of speaking was just a mask. After he handed you the medicine, he offered you some tea.

As the two of you were sipping on tea and chatting, he curiously asked you where you had learned to shoot, and that is when you also revealed that you knew martial arts. Ieyasu looked at you in awe, was there anything this woman couldn’t do.

He had long ago fallen in love with you, but he just didn’t know how to tell you

One day you were walking around the garden when you spotted Ieyasu crouched down near a big sakura tree. You slowly made your way over to where he was crouched down, curious, to see what he was doing. Your eyes widen in shock at the scene in front of you. A small grey cat was severely injured, it looked like someone had beaten the poor thing. You crouched down beside him, this wasn’t your first time patching up an injured animal, you are a vet after all. You looked into Yasu’s emerald eyes, they were red with unshed tears. It was clear he like you was a massive animal lover. You placed your hand on top of his and squeezed it. “Let’s go back to your manor, I know how to patch this lil guy up.” “Silly girl, its already too late, his injuries are too severe there is nothing we can do for him.”

You ran to the castle and grabbed the medical kit in your room, you then took the cat from Yasu’s arms and gently laid him down on the soft hand towel you had brought with. You had tools in your medical kit that Ieyasu has never seen before, he was shocked. You took out your stethoscope and listen to his little heartbeat, afterwards you gave him a quick once over to asses the damage. You started to patch him up. You wrapped the small cat in a blankie you had brought along, and you and Yasu made your way back to his manor. You placed the cat to rest on Ieyasu’s futon. “I can’t believe how cruel people can be, hurting such a poor defenceless animal”. Ieyasu simply nodded and made the two of you some tea. You had told him about your life, your job back in the future and well the fact that you were from the future. Everything started to make sense to him.

Why you were so naïve, so pure and so innocent. And Yasu told you about his life, his time as a hostage, everything. Your lives had been so different from each other, yet here you were sitting across one another each in love with the other. You had visited Yasu every day to check up on the little cat. Through these visits, you and Yasu became even closer. And one-day Yasu decided to confess his love for you. He was overjoyed when you stated that you too had loved him for a long time.

The two of you made the cutest couple, the dr and the vet. The two of you patched up and healed every man, woman, child or animal that crossed your path in need of help. You loved how soft and sweet Yasu is, a side only reserved for your eyes, and your eyes alone. He loves to cuddle and snuggle you all day long. You love the feeling of his warm arms wrapped around you. You can’t help but compare him to cotton candy, soft like a pillow and sweet as sugar. He will often come behind you as you work on making some medicine for one of your newest animal patients. He will gently snake his arms around your waist and prop his chin up to rest on your shoulder while he watches you work. He will definitely give you a few kisses on the cheek and back of the neck.

He loves it when you turn in his arms and return the warm embrace. He loves it, even more, when you give him a small lil Eskimo kiss followed by a sweet soft kiss on the lips. You have made this softi boi the happiest boy in all the world, and he will spend every day reminding you just how much he loves and adores you.

Other potential matches............... Yukimura

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xmagicxshopx · 5 years

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Moon Monsters - Chapter 2

Genre: Fantasy Adventure, Romance (possible smut later), Comedy Rating: PG-13 Warnings: none at this time Pairing: Jungkook x reader, Jackson x reader Notes: werewolf!bts au. Not idol!bts. Same goes for GOT7. Single quote marks ‘ ‘ are for thoughts and double “ “ are for talking. Additional Notes: I take zero credit for any of the photos used in these chapters. They are just for visual enhancement for the both of us. Also I did not proofread so good luck. XD

Tagging: @och-ako @kfictionstories @trcvias @justbangtanandjams @lizardsocial @breadcaaat

Summary: You’re the CEO’s new personal assistant. But there’s something strange about him and the company you work for.

SERIES MASTERLIST

Flushed cheeks, half-lidded bedroom eyes, hips swaying to the music. You looked absolutely delectable to Jungkook as he watched you from afar. You.....

His mate.

His inner wolf had been nagging at him ever since Jungkook bumped into you that very first day of your new job. It was like the stars aligned and everything made sense. That’s usually how normal humans described finding their one true love. But for Jungkook......It worked a little differently.

Like any other werewolf, Jungkook is at the mercy of the Moon Goddess. It used to be a myth that she controlled the wolves like her puppets. But the alpha of his back, which happened to be Namjoon, explained that it was just that. A myth. The Moon Goddess helps her pups and guides them down the right path. But she also decides when it is time for her pups to mate.

And that was when Jungkook bumped into you. God you were absolutely stunning that day. Well.....in his eyes, you’re stunning every day. No matter what you’re wearing. You could be wearing sweats and a t-shirt and you’d still look like a goddess yourself. Just thinking about that image caused his inner wolf to perk up.

‘Think about it. How beautiful she would look in your t-shirt and sweats; her belly round and swollen with pups. Your pups.’

“God shut up. It’s all I can do to think straight right now.”

He was enjoying the fantasy of you carrying his offspring.......till trouble showed up.

“Hands off her, Wang.”

The alcohol you had consumed earlier was definitely starting to effect you. Hearing a voice that felt like coming home, you immediately turned around and noticed Jungkook standing there looking furious. In your drunken state, you feared he might be mad at you, but you also wanted to get away from Jackson. With whimpers that were drowned out by the thumping club music, you launched yourself out of one man’s arms and into another.

To anyone else, they wouldn’t have heard you. But Jungkook did and your whimpers broke his heart. His inner wolf reared it’s head and practically begged to be let out so he could rip Jackson a new one. But this was a public place. A very public place. There was no way letting out the wolf was an option right now. So he settled for cradling you to his chest and smoothing down your hair.

“Hey, Miss Korea. Why don’t we go find Small Fry, okay?”

Moving your face just a little from where you were hiding in Kook’s firm chest, you saw a very warm looking Taehyung with that boxy grin that never failed to make you smile. Suddenly letting out girly, drunken giggles, it was as if all was well again as you replied happily,

“Okay!”

Jungkook flashed the male a grateful smile while Taehyung just gave a curt nod as he took your hand and started to dramatically and comically search for their little friend as he was now being labeled. It only made you giggle more. Dear God Jungkook wished he could join you right now. But he had business to take care of.

Jackson was surprisingly still standing there; his erection still very noticeable. All the disgusting possibilities ran through the younger’s mind and he jabbed the inside of his cheek with his tongue; a habit whenever he was thoroughly ticked and fuming.

“She’s off limits, Wang. Leave her alone.”

“Why? She yours or something? I don’t see you imprinting on her. As far as I’m concerned, she’s free real estate.”

That was when all hell broke loose.

One second Jackson was standing and the next, decked clean off his feet. A nice bruise was already starting to form on his cheek as he attempted to pick his half drunken self off the floor. Breathing heavily, Jungkook gritted and bared his teeth as he hissed out in anger,

“You should be ashamed of yourself. The Moon Goddess teaches us to love and respect females. They are beautiful beings who deserve more respect than that. They go through so much pain and yet still put on beautiful smiles that light up the world. They work just as hard as we men do; all the while bearing our pups.”

It really was a lovely speech. But all Jackson did was respond with a roll of his eyes; clearly bored and sporting deaf ears.

“Yeah yeah. Whatever. It’s not like she’s your mate or anything. I can still have her if I want.”

When Jungkook was about to throw another punch, a swift hand quickly came up to stop him and another arm wove around his waist. Looking over with pure rage, the youngest saw that it was none other than Taehyung and immediately simmered down. Gently shaking his head, the older male spoke calmly,

“He’s not worth it, Kook. Come on. I found Jimin. He’s with her now. But she’s getting antsy and asking about you.”

‘You hear that? Your mate is worried and asking for you. We can deal with dirt bag here later. Right now your mate needs you. Go.’

“Right. Let’s go.”

After the whole Jackson fiasco, it was hard for anyone to stay in a bright mood. When a very drunk Jimin found out, he threatened to go punch the male’s lights out but all that got him was another Small Fry jab in the ribs. Jungkook was relieved to see that made you giggle a little behind your hand. God you were so cute when you giggled. Especially when you were drunk. When those giggles started turning into a yawn, the youngest male spoke up casually but loud enough over the music,

“Okay, you love birds. I’m going to take her home. I think someone’s getting sleepy.”

“No I’m nnooooooottt. I’m wide awake. See!”

Kook watched as you clambered off the bar stool to which he had to catch you before you could fall and the next thing he knew, you were staring right into his eyes with wide ones of your own. The look on your face was priceless and he wished he had his phone handy but sadly it was stuck in his back pocket.

“Sure sure. Well you can be wide awake on the drive home, okay?”

“Okay! Let’s go for a ride! Choo Choo! All aboard the Kookie Train!”

“Oh my god I wish I had my phone out.”

“Got you covered, babe.”

Jungkook looked up to see Taehyung recording the whole thing. Wanting to milk this moment for all it was worth, he gently turned you around in his arms and pointed to the male holding his phone up and said as if like a father to his daughter,

“Lookie. Say hi to Taehyung.”

“Hi, Taetae!”

“Oh wait! I wanna say hi too!”

“This is gold. I’m never deleting this. I’ll put it on an external hard drive if I have to.”

Both Taehyung and Jungkook snickered as a very drunken Jimin was hugging a very drunken you. In this moment, the youngest male of the group found his heart thumping but growing soft all at the same time. This was his pack. His family. And one day soon, he’d introduce you to his world. His pack. Because the Moon Goddess wills it so.

Once Taehyung was finished recording his blackmail material, it was time to pry Jimin away from you so that everyone could get home safely and in one piece. But surprisingly enough, getting the two drunks away from each other was quite difficult.

“But she’s so cozy. I don’t wannaaaaaa.”

“You can cuddle up with your girl back home. And if she’s sleeping, I’ll throw you in the cage with the birds. You’re small enough, you’ll fit.”

“Why I oughta!!!”

With the drunken male now completely absorbed in defending his small size, you were left giggling and falling into a very strong pair of arms. Looking up with that same drunken and dreamy smile, you saw a warm and amused looking Jungkook staring down at you.

“Did you have fun tonight?”

“Yep! I drank lots and lots!”

“Yes I can tell. When we get home, we can drink lots and lots of coffee.”

“Ooouuu! Are we gonna have a slumber party at your place???”

“Slumber party at Kookie’s?!?! I wanna go too!”

“You are going home to your mama bird, Small Fry.”

Jungkook was currently trying to get certain thoughts out of his head when Taehyung came up to him and whispered in his ear,

“Let’s get them out of here before I’m tempted to drop Jimin off at the closest dog shelter instead.”

Snickering and now able to think much clearer, the youngest nodded and instead of trying to help you walk through the crowds, he simply hoisted you up into his arms and carried you out bridal style. It wasn’t till outside in the fresh crisp night air that they all realized how stuffy it had been inside the club.

After lots and lots of whining from a certain Small Fry, Taehyung was finally able to maneuver a very wiggly Jimin into the passenger seat of his car. Meanwhile, Jungkook had it much easier for you had fallen asleep within minutes of being carried and cradled in his arms. He handled you like glass as he carefully pulled the seat belt across your body and clicked it in place. Oh how he wanted to......well.....no. That would be taking advantage of you while you were extremely vulnerable. No. He would kiss you on the cheek with your consent. And that was that.

He took his Moon Goddess’s rules very seriously. Unlike someone he knew....

The drive home was uneventful. Truth be told, Jungkook had full intentions of dropping you off at your apartment building and staying with you till he was certain you were going to be okay with only a mild hangover instead of a killer one. But as he slowly pulled up to your building.......something didn’t settle well with him.

‘Is this her den? Tisk tisk. She can’t stay here. I can smell the mold from miles away. It’s not safe or healthy here. You must take her back to our den where we can protect her and keep her safe and healthy.’

Honestly, the young male didn’t need to be told twice. He didn’t have a good feeling about the place when he first picked you up. Hell, he had that same uneasy feeling when he first followed you home. Truth be told, he’d been looking for an excuse to get you out of here. So naturally he’d use this as the perfect excuse to take you home with him.

Putting the car into gear again, he started the drive to his own home. Looking over for just a second, he could see where you were still sleeping peacefully. His inner wolf was wagging his tail happily as he too took in the sight of their beautiful and precious mate.

‘The Goddess has blessed us, little one. We must not take her gift for granted.’

Being the youngest of the pack, Jungkook never dreamed that he would find his mate so soon. But here he was driving in his car with some of the most precious cargo he’d ever transport. All he wanted to do was scent you and love all over you. But his inner wolf seemed to have other ideas as images of you waddling around his apartment with a swollen belly and swollen ankles to match popped into his head. Lounging on the couch and bawling over cheesy k-dramas because the hormones were killing you.

“God. Will you stop with the pups. You’re killing me. We haven’t even set her down for the talk yet.”

‘You can’t blame me, little one. Our special week of the month is coming up and you know what that means. She’ll be ovulating and if you think this is hell......you haven’t seen anything yet.’

Groaning out loud, the young male let his head fall back against the head rest of his seat. His heat cycle. With everything going on, he had completely forgotten about that. Good lord his heats were already painful to begin with. Now that he knew about his mate......there was actually an inkling of fear crawling up his spine. What if he became feral and tried to hunt you down and force you to mate with him? What if the separation from you made him sick? He’d have to talk to Namjoon about all of this on Monday. Maybe sooner because time was running out for Jungkook.

Once parked in his designated spot in the parking garage, he got out and carefully closed the driver side door so that he wouldn’t wake you. Lightly jogging around to the other side, he opened the passenger door with just as much caution and worked on getting your seat belt undone. Just then, your head lulled over to where your nose was just lightly brushing his collarbone and the poor boy thought he might die right there. It took all his self control to get you out of the car without throwing you in the back seat and having his way with you.

After moving and wiggling you till you were finally out of the car and back into his arms, he was able to ease the passenger side door closed and locked his car before carrying you towards the entrance of the apartment building. Already he was feeling more at ease with the knowledge that you would be staying with him for the night where he could protect you. He wouldn’t put it past Jackson to try and sniff you out and take you away from your very own home. This way, Jackson wouldn’t be able to get anywhere near you.

Once inside the building, the trip in the elevator was fairly short before he was exiting and walking down the hall. Being careful not to drop you, he fished around for his keys and unlocked the door to his own little cozy den. As his inner wolf liked to call it. Walking through and easing the door closed behind him, the first thing he noticed was how beautiful the city looked all lit up with different colored lights. Sure it was probably a hazard having an entire wall made of nothing but glass but he couldn’t help it. Jungkook was a free spirit and he always wanted to be able to see the city from above. Especially at night time.

But he could admire the night scene later. Right now he needed to get you into bed and resting because you were going to have a killer hangover in the morning. Carrying you down the hallway with ease, he stepped in through his bedroom doorway and carefully set you down on the bed. Good god you looked so perfect. Drunk or not, you looked like you belonged in his bed. Because you did. It was fate. Mother Nature and the Moon Goddess willed this to happen.

However, as delicious as you looked there laying on his bed with your hair fanned out everywhere, he was going to be the gentleman and take care of you in the most innocent way possible. After slipping his own shoes off, he carefully eased your heels off your feet so as not to wake you. It was then that his inner wolf decided to be a snot nosed brat....as usual.

‘You know.....those clothes probably aren’t comfortable to sleep in either....’

“I hate you.”

‘No you don’t.’

With another groan out loud and wiping a hand down his face, Jungkook stood there trying to figure out the best way to get you out of those club clothes without, one, driving himself crazy. And, two, not to wake you and cause an extremely awkward situation. After chewing on his bottom lip till it was flaking, he finally decided it was best just to jump in. Being extremely cautious, he took your clothing off one piece at a time. And soon enough, you were left with only your bra and panties.

“Dear god, shoot me. Put me out of my misery. Please. Someone. Anyone.”

‘Oh stop being dramatic. Just slip one of your t-shirts on her and she’ll be good to go.’

“You just want to see me die, don’t you?”

There was a small pause and the young boy wasn’t sure his inner wolf was going to answer till he suddenly said,

‘Okay so I might be getting a tiny bit of satisfaction out of watching you squirm.’

Glaring out into space, Jungkook huffed through his nose like a typical wolf and walked over to his dresser drawer where he kept his extra large t-shirts. Of course any of them would work but he was being extremely picky and making sure he got one for you that was the most comfortable and least worn out. Just when he had deemed one good enough, he turned around only to see you had....well....moved.

You were now laying on your stomach with your perky bum slightly raised in the air while resting your head on one of his pillows; a small peaceful smile on your face. But no matter how hard he tried to stay focus on that beautiful and innocent smile, his eyes slid down your body to stop at your bum every time. You were nearly in the perfect mating position. Half naked with your tush on full display.

Before he could stop himself, a small but quiet howl of pain filled the room followed by what could only be described as puppy whimpering. If Jungkook’s neighbors didn’t know any better, they would have thought he had recently gotten a puppy from the shelter.

‘Oh stop being a baby and just put the shirt on her.’

With another huff and a childlike pout, the young wolf did as he was told and approached you with caution. If he thought clubbing had exhausted him, exercising all of this self control was what really wore him out. But fortunately he still had some luck on his side for he was able to get the over sized shirt on you and eased you back into the position you were in previously. Before he could be tempted any further, he walked to his closet, grabbed some pillows and a set of pajama pants and t-shirt for himself and was out of the room in a flash.

When it was finally time for you to come back around to the world of the conscious, the first thing you realized was that you’d very much like to remain unconscious. Head pounding, eyes aching, body sore and throbbing, feet feeling like they were swollen. Yeah. Definitely prefer unconscious right now. However, cracking your eyes open, you realized real quick that........this wasn’t your bedroom. This wasn’t your apartment.

So there you laid with a horrible hangover and trying to understand why you weren’t in your apartment. Your recollection of last night was fussy at best. You remembered arriving and having some drinks, obviously. Then there was......Jackson! Fear crawled up your spine as you wondered if this was his place. Had you seriously left with him? Or maybe he kidnapped you? He was awfully persistent. That was when you looked over to the bedside table as your world swayed in front of you. There laid a piece of paper along with two pain pills and a glass of water.

After slowly easing yourself up into a sitting position, you took the two pain pills and downed them with the glass of water and attempted to read what was on the piece of paper. Turns out you were in fact not at Jackson’s, thank goodness, and you were actually at Jungkook’s. That was when you finally started taking everything in. Looking down at yourself, you realized you were no longer in your own clothing aside from your undergarments. Oh lord. That meant.......oh god. Groaning, you let your head fall and the blush was overwhelmingly warm on your face.

Pulling yourself together, you also realized that said male wasn’t in the room. Was this his bedroom or a spare bedroom? Looking around, you quickly confirmed this was in fact the young man’s room. It had Jungkook written all over it. So of course that made you wonder if he had been sleeping in the bed beside you. Looking over, you could tell there was no way he had been in the same bed with you. The wheels in your head started turning and you quickly decided that you wanted to find the living room.

But first, bathroom.

After managing to find the bathroom without any help and taking care of your business, you splashed some water on your face and realized that your makeup had turned into a mess at some point through the night. With no makeup removing materials, it proved to be quite the task to get that crap off without making a complete and total mess of your coworker’s bathroom.

Looking as presentable as you could be with all things considered, you padded out of the bathroom and down the hall which you assumed would lead you out into a very bright living room. Very bright. Like ouch that freaking hurts bright. Squinting and trying to hood your eyes with your hand, you noticed standing by the window or rather a glass wall was none other than Jungkook himself.

Aside from the slight bed head, he looked just as handsome as ever. Standing there leaning against the glass and admiring the early morning sun shining over the city. He was sporting a t-shirt just like you were only he had these simple red and white checkered pajama pants on and dang did he look comfortable. Oh how you’d love to just cuddle up with him on the couch and------wait what????

Maybe you were still drunk?

“Oh! There you are. How are you feeling? Did you find the meds I left for you?”

Face turning flushed pink once more, you smiled sheepishly and nodded timidly. Tucking some of your own somewhat tamed bed head behind your ears, you cleared your throat and spoke up softly,

“I’m pretty embarrassed. Never before have I gotten that drunk. I can’t even remember some things. I didn’t puke all over you or anything, did I?”

Laughing softly while shaking his head, the young male replied while motioning for the couch,

“Ani ani. You held your liquor quite well. Way better than Jimin hyung. In fact, he’s already texted us in our group chat saying the next time we go out, it’s going to be at a dog cafe. Here. Take a seat and rest.”

Giggling as you could totally picture Jimin saying that, you gave a small and slow nod before timidly taking a seat on the couch. It was then that you were quickly reminded of your current attire. Blushing heavily, you glanced over to see Jungkook shyly staring at you too. Swapping bashful smiles, the male cleared his throat and said as casually as he could,

“Speaking of Jimin, he also mentioned something about grabbing lunch with the guys today and having you officially meet his girlfriend along with Tae’s. Would you like that? A girls day out? You know, where you girls can go out and do whatever it is you females do for fun.”

You couldn’t help but snort followed by giggles as you listened to him talk. Such a typical guy. A male who will never understand the female species. Then again. Would females ever understand males? Probably not. Smiling widely and already feeling much better than earlier, you nodded and replied with a joyous tone in your voice,

“Yeah! I’d like that. I don’t have any female friends, really.”

“Well now you do. Come on. I’ll drop you off at your place to wash and change and then we can meet up with them at the mall.”

And with that, the two of you started your day. You waited out in the living room patiently while Jungkook hopped in the shower and made himself presentable. Of course you had simply changed back into your clubbing clothes but knew that it wouldn’t last long since the drive to your apartment was pretty short. Upon seeing the male step back out into the living room, you couldn’t help but smile wider. He always looked so good no matter what he was wearing.

“Ready?”

“Ready!”

Walking out to the parking garage where his car was, you both noticed the sounds of what seemed to be fire trucks. You glanced over at him and noticed he was staring back at you too. Those trucks sounded awfully close. However, it could have been anything but it was never a good thing for a fire truck to be blaring so close to home. Climbing in, you both buckled up and were off onto the streets.

Within five minutes, your heart sunk and you felt like you were going to puke.

The fire trucks were all parked outside the front of your building as it started to collapse on itself with the help of the flames that were trying to engulf it. Fire. It was everywhere. The entire building was up in flames. Fight or flight instincts kicked in and you quickly unbuckled yourself and was flinging yourself out of the car before Jungkook could even put it to a full stop; shouting after you.

“Wait! Stop!”

Fortunately the male was part wolf and could use his speed and strength to his advantage. Within seconds, he had his arms wrapped around your waist and stopping you from going any closer to the burning building. You screamed and thrashed in his arms; exclaiming that you had belongings in there. Belongings that were important and precious to you. Once you had stopped screaming at him, he softly shushed you and held you to his chest as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

“I know. I know. I’m so sorry, beautiful. I’m so sorry. It’s going to be okay. We’ll fix this. It’s going to be okay.”

His inner wolf howled in pain and it rang in his ears. Dear god this was pure torture seeing you like this. It had tears stinging his own eyes as he held onto you for dear life. You had since then lost all your will to stand and so he had to hold you up as best he could. You just wouldn’t stop sobbing and honestly he couldn’t blame you. He could only imagine what precious items you must have been referring to.

Managing to get you back in his car, the two of you sat there in silence. You were silently crying and he was sitting there trying to figure out how to clean this mess up. It was killing him. So much so that it was hard to think straight. All he wanted to do was hold you in his arms and make all this go away so that you’d smile again. Swallowing hard, he suddenly remembered their previous plans and that’s what an idea struck him. Pulling out his phone, he found the contact he was looking for and pressed the phone to his ear.

“Hello?”

“Jiminnie hyung. Have you guys left yet?”

“Nope. Cutie here insists I’m not sober enough yet. I think she just wants to see me choke back black coffee.”

“Look. I’m coming over now. I’ll explain when we get there.”

“W---Okay. Sure. The door will be unlocked. Kook is everything o----”

But the male didn’t give his older brother a chance to finish as his car was already back out on the street and zooming towards their destination; Jimin’s girlfriend’s house. You took one last look at the place you had called home for the last three years before closing your eyes and bawling all the harder as you slumped further into the passenger seat.

“Shhh. It’s okay, beautiful. We’ll fix this. We’ll make everything okay.”

Once arriving, Jungkook looked over to see that you had finally stopped crying but the alternative wasn’t much better. If anything, it was worse. You just sat there staring out into space; thinking only God knows what. Turning the car off, he got out and helped you out and you let him; not having the spirit in you to do it yourself.

However, once Jimin opened the door and saw you standing there, you burst into tears all over again and flung yourself at the small man; clinging to him and sobbing into his shoulder. Meanwhile said man was staring at the younger male with question marks all over his face mouthing ‘What happened?’

But instead of answering the older male out loud, Jungkook simply gave him a look that said he’d explain everything in a minute. It was then that he turned to the cute, petite female standing a few feet away in the living room and he asked softly,

“Mama Bird, could she use your shower and......perhaps borrow a fresh set of clothing?”

Nodding eagerly, the female spoke in a soft, sweet, and motherly tone as she replied,

“Of course, of course. Come on, sweet pea. Let’s get you washed up. You’ll love my shampoo I use. And we’ll pick out a really pretty outfit that will have you feeling good as new.”

With soft whimpers falling from your quivering lips, you allowed the other female to guide you deeper into her cozy home where the bathroom could be found. Lucky for you, the female was quite the literal mama bird. You would be in good hands for the moment.

Once the two females were out of sight, Jungkook sighed heavily and closed the front door behind him before leaning against it and rubbing his face tiredly. Jimin stood there shifting his weight from one foot to the other before he finally cracked under the suspense and asked once more,

“Jungkook, what happened? Did someone die?”

“No......but something tells me they might as well have.”

Just as Jimin was about to nag about the younger beating around the bush and speaking in riddles, the dark haired boy spoke up once more.

“Her apartment was on fire this morning, hyung. The whole building is completely destroyed. I have no idea if anyone was in the building but thank the Moon Goddess she wasn’t.”

When the blonde male gave him a look, he added in brief explanation,

“I took her to my place after last night. I just......my inner wolf told me to. And I can’t really say I wanted to argue. I want her home with me so bad, Jimin. Is this what it feels like for you and Taehyung?”

“Oh yeah. Trust me. That’s why I’ve been staying here at her place. Thankfully she doesn’t mind it. And honestly I could see myself moving in here if we get that far.”

Suddenly one of the colorful birds in the living room spoke up but what came out of his mouth was not what Jungkook was expecting.

“Heehee heehee you’re such an idiot, Jiminnie. But I still love you.”

“Stupid parrot.”

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titconao3 · 5 years

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Hello I have a lot of feelings about Fratt and I’m endlessly grateful for your contributions to the pairing. I just want to know what draws you to them, what you love about them, how you got into the pairing, and what drives you to keep producing wonderful content for them?

Aw, thank you - i have a lot of feelings about Fratt too! About them both, separately, as /, or as &.

And now, brace yourself for word-vomit ;-)

i started with Daredevil, and Matt is a character that hits my buttons. i can ship him with almost anyone and anything, from socks to Foggy to naps to Elektra, bring it on. (Just not Karen Page, that’s not my personal jam - but to each their own ^_^)Matt being a cocky idiot who will throw himself into harm’s way and disregard his own well-being because Catholic Guilt ™ and Matt getting whumped is, uh. *grabby hands* He’s also So Dramat(t)ic - from backflips to emo-ing, from speechifying about god and justice to his “i’ll bleeeed for the cityyyyy” atttitude… *rubs hands* me like! He’s such a little shit too He’s also clearly suffering from depression (or bipolar disorder? the comics say depression, but i guess a case can be made for either), which i find… uh, yes. i can’t say i like it (poor Matty) but, just, yes.Plus i like hurt/comfort, okay? & DD is a whump-magnet of the highest, finest quality ;-)

Then Frank came by and i went uuuuuh yessss. The empty stare (and generally his body language; the immobility, the head movements, and then the sudden violence!), the difference in vigilante philosophy with Matt, his ALSO being a cocky idiot albeit in a different style, his bulldozer, one-man army style of fighting... He’s clearly got Actual Brain Trauma from, you know, a bullet lodged there and has to deal with guilt from the death of his family, from sometimes loving being with his squad more than with his kids, from what he did as a soldier, etc.Frank can be emo-dramatic too, what with the whole “i am dead inside, i am just a tool of retribution, i am the mission and nothing else” attitude (we see through you, Frankie, sorry).He can be a real asshole too, and i like me some imperfect characters :DAND he comes with a cool cast of characters - Dinah, Billy, Curt, David…!

Both have a shitload of issues. Matt misses his dad (even when he rails against him in S3) and Frank has a well-developed dad instinct (is anyone reading Punisher Kill Krew? it’s hilarious and colourful and i promise Frankie goes ratatatatatBOOMpewpew at the baddies, but it also doesn’t take itself too seriously and Frank gives off the dad vibes AND the dog lover vibes ;-).Frank’s HE PROTEC and Matt’s “i’ll fight everything and anything!” (or is it the other way around?) go well together; they want the same thing, have the same goal.Plus, they can get on each other’s nerves; chatty lawyer and grunty Marine :DTheir rooftop conversation, with Matt chained up and trying to get Frank to open up, and Frank not being only this terrifying, violent monster but a guy with broken bits rattling inside! *clutches chest* And their various interactions after that - annoyance with some life-saving on the side. Aw ^_^

They have their little quirks, coffee or blind jokes and other little things that amuse me; they don’t like admitting they can’t do something, they can be terrible friends, they’re just perfect fic fodder, really :D

i also like the contrast between a guy who knows how domestic life works, how you take care of people, and occasionally (gasp) how you communicate (Frank’s surprise speeches at times…! like to Karen in that diner, bam Sudden Words) but who’s also a death-dealing machine and another guy who’s desperate for a family, who definitely craves being cared for (but NOT too much and only when he wants it, he’s a bit like a cat i guess ;-) and whose job is talking but who will always do his best to obfuscate, hide, or even lie because what will happen if i actually tell the truth?

And: they’re both hoodie-wearers and both have been shown hiding under blankets. So, uh. Yes. That.

And on top of that, there’s the potential of team DD interacting with Mr. Punisher, especially Foggy (who was all Frank’s scary but also hot!!!) and Maggie (god save me from these guys! *gets the suture kit out*)

So there’s potential for feels, h/c, action, and humour too!Because, let’s face it, they can both be ridiculous sometimes ^_^ but it makes them human, interesting, and relatable!

There is Not Enough Content for them!

Also, for folks who are into smut, they do have great chemistry; but while i can and sometimes do write sex scenes when they feel relevant it’s not really my favourite thing in the world.Unless we’re talking post-deed CUDDLES :D

The challenge is to keep them as true as i can to my understanding of who they are: their flaws, their violence… and yet manage to give them an actual story that isn’t just we fought, we sexed, Frank left, Matt angsted, it never happened again because Frank’s a loner / Matt’s got too many issues / Frank “i’m a dead man inside” Castle won’t drag Matt into his world / Matt “Law & Justice and also my fists” Murdock gets hurt and Frank freaks out…i want to see how to make them work together, in part because i’m a wimp and i can’t stand downer endings and in part because can’t they have a little happiness too? (but not too much they’d disintegrate)Sure, i’d love to be able to write Deep Meaningful stuff, but basically i always end up doing domestic / fluffy / dog dads… stories.

...sorryy it got so long? i hope this answers your questions!

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northeasternwind · 5 years

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my sister held good omens hostage until i watched spiderverse so here is the liveblog

Hi peter!!!

Is tehre. Is there only one spiderman

I already feel a great kinship with this kid

In a minute LMAO

GIGGLES aw baby

SKDJFHSKJDHFJ SAME MILES, SAME

What the mcheck do they expect spiderman to do

AWWWW POOR BABY LMAO

I feel that miles i denied the chance to skip a grade because i wanted to stay with my friends

He’s just grumpy dude

DAD PLEASE

FFS DAD OMFG

Hey don’t make fun of him he just loves his dad

Ilu miles pls

Is this how straight people start relationships

LMAO MILES YOUR TEACHER IS TOO SMART

I wanna be spiderman too tbh

LKMNSKAJHSDOU silly faces im yell

Oh god this uncle is gonna die isn’t he

AWWWWW BABY WHAT A GOOD UNCLE

IS SPIDER

AW MILES IS GOOD

KSJDFHSKJDFH HE HEPL

Awww dad and uncle…..

Ur spiderman now

LMAO MILES IS SO MUCH BRAVER THAN ME

JUST FUCKIN SLAPPED THAT SPIDER

Same miles i’d hate having a roommate

U HIT PUBERTIES

OMFG HE IS A COMIC BOOK CHARACTER NOW

Is this how straight people flirt

Is this a straight people thing

What the fuck

OH NO HE’S JUST SPIDERMAN NOW

EVERYONE SAW ME DUDE

I’m so sorry. You’re a main character miles

LMFAO SO THAT’S WHERE THE PLAY DUMB MEME IS FROM

THERE HE GO

BIRDS!!!!

BIRDS

Aw your new hair looks kinda nice! XD

UNCLE I’M SPIDERMAN YOU’RE IN DANGER

DAD I’M SPIDERMAN

Miles,,,,,, u will die

OH!!! SPIDEY SENSE!!!

PROTEC SMOL!!!!

MILES GO!!! LIKE YOU’RE TRYING BUT TRY HARDER!!!

SPIDEY!!!! HE SAVE!!!! YEYE

FOR FUCKS SAKE PETER LMFAOFHSDKJFHJ

Awwww baby,,,, :(

See u in a bit skdjfhksjdfhkj

Ashley says it gets complicated soon i’m gonna die

NOW HE IS FLAT

LMFAO MILES

JESUS SAME MILES, FUCKIN SAME i too would record

Who the fuck is this

Its time

Uh dad pls help

DAD

OHHHH the girl from earlier nearly said gwen because that’s spiderman’s girlfriend. I c. i unerstan

Goblin is fuckin ded

PETER!!!!

Cough of death

Miles: i diD NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS

He is only a babie peter he cannot swing

Oh peter is so smart!!!

...o he ded

nO!!! DONUT KILL THE GUY!!!!

He run

There he go

MILES OH MY GOD YOU ARE GOING TO GIVE A CONDUCTOR A HEART ATTACK

LOMFAO OSADJLKS BANKSY

Oh baby!!! Baby D:

He watched a man DIE

HI DAD!!!! I HAVE SEEN THE FACE OF DEATH AND IT LOOKED LIKE SPIDERMAN

Baby you are so smol

STAN LEE OH MY GOD

We are all spiderman

Aw baby,,,,

U gonna die LMFAOSFHDKSFJGJSDFHSKDJF HE GAVE UP

SAME TBH

I HATE HEIGHTS

Oh he’s tryin again!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Hey u didn’t die!!!! Congrat!!!

Oh u broke the thing

Its okay there’s always a way

Come on there’s no fuckin way there’s no one else here

Who what the fuck

Ohhhh

kKJSDFHKSDJFHKSJDFHKJ

THE PIZZA IS MULTIPLYING

LMAO HE GRABBED THE MASK SAME BUDDY

OOF

I was about to say he’s too strong but he’s spiderman

ADIO

THERE HE GO LMAO i say lmao too much what’s a new acronym i can use

LSKDFJHSKDJFHSKJDHFKJSDF A CHILD DRESSED AS SPIDERMAN

Is this what nyc is like ashley

Miles is smert

Babie :c he sad

YAYA well i’d be hungry too

GIGGLES ITS THE MEME

HE STRONK

Clicky keyboard

LMAO

Miles babie

What the fuyck

JSHDKJ the glitching

KJHSDDKFJSH THE EXERCISE BALL

MORE SPIDERPEOPLE!!!!

NOOO OMFG HER HAIR

Oh its the aunt,,,,,

What a cool secret hideout!!!

MORE SPIDERPEOPLE@!!!! YES

Oh my god

HE IS A BABY

He is a baby

Uncle is fucking dead

Oh it’s worse than that he’s a villain

Yep that’s him

Your uncle is cool tho omg

Babies,,,,,,,

Sorry i’m super

OH NO HE DED

I’M SO DEISTRACT

He didnt wanna kill he nephew boy,,,,,

Wow this dude really was in danger and not in the way i expected

OH,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, BABY,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, NOOOOO,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

MY SON

Aw boi he about to find his bro

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Oh babie D:

Hey!!!! Join the dead uncle club

They are a beeg spider

He is only a babie

Make a muffled noise me dude

Dad i am tied to a chair and gagged pkease break the door down

DAD I AM TIED TO A FUCKING CHAIR

PLEASE DISRESPECT MY BOUNDARIES AND UNTIE ME DAD

O!!! He is magic now!!!

U cannot spraypaint fabric this is false advertising

This is a hell of a backstory

There he go :D

Are u fuckin with me omg

KJSGFHDKJGFHDKJFHGKDJFHGKJ IM CRYIN THE WAITERS

Ffs peter

Peter for FUCKS SAKE YOU ARE EMBARRASSING ME

Oh my god is this the get this bread meme. Is that what this is

More banksy

Well

I fuckin love noir spiderman oh my god

Peni is A CHILD

Its time,,,, for piggy

LKJSDLFKJSD PPPBBBBTT

HONK

THERE HE GO

SKJDFHSKDJFH he is good learn

Noooo the robot is gone,,,,,

She is too smol

There she go :c

ITLL FIT IN YOUR POCKET KSDJFHKSDJFHKJSDHF

Its still not a good joke but omg

Yeah something bad’s gonna happen before this dude goes

We’re all spiderman

What the fuck this is excellent writing

No guns

Ffs dude you really put yourself through this again

Bimch backup won’t help

Pls do not beat him up he is small

What the fuck who wrote this???? This writing is too good

LMFAOFHSKDJFHKSJDHFJ

Yaya!!!! It is normal

He has seen the glory of the multiverse

KJSDHFLKSJDHF THE ANVIL

Ok well back where we started

Pls do not arrest spiderman he is just a child

I’m sorry dad i was tied to a chair last time

Dad pls u are so bad at this

Pls i am smol gimme a hug

I can’t vbelieve his dad is commissioner gordon

Awwwwwww

Oh can we talk !!! YAY!!!! THE END

#passing wind #liveblag

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tumblunni · 5 years

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Randomly thinking some more about that old game idea of mine that i just call Dark Pokemon for now, lol

Basically a monster catching game where they're treated as monsters? Normal people are all terrified of them and trainers get treated with a 50/50 mix of reverence and hatred. Because trainers are the only way that humans can try and exterminate the monsters, yet theyre seen as cursed people who dont even count as human anymore. Sort of a way to explain little cliches of the genre like kids being thrown out completely alone to travel the world, and you never really having any reason to revisit past towns after you beat the gym. I was thinking itd be a cool way to do it if the game started off seeming like a normal mon catching game and then before you get the big reveal of the darkness you can get subtle hints if you try and turn around and reenter the starting area. Because it goes against expectations it might be missed by a lot of players.

Also the towns are so small and the routes are so straight and narrow because thats how humanity builds society in a world of monster fear. 90% of the world is uninhabited wilderness where only monsters live. Human towns are sorta like sci fi dome cities without the scifi? Surrounded by protective salt barriers and charms and stuff. And if a monster even touches anything its considered cursed, so if one of them makes it past a salt barrier that town is abandoned and any people caught up in the chaos of the barrier's collapse are left to die just in case they've been corrupted. And the roads between the towns are manned by armed guards who are constantly vigilant to repair the salt barriers. But this means they have to live their entire life alone in these limbo spaces between society and the wild, and often most narrier breaches are caused by the guards getting paranoid from the pressure. You need to keep watch for monsters so any movement in the shadows could be one of them, right?? You get situations of roads being blocked off by some crazed guard who starts seeing people as monsters, or one of them pulling the alarm and getting a town falsely burnt down for being corrupted when the monster was really just a leaf blowing in the wind. Or the worst case scenario where nobody ever knows WHAT happened! You just find the road destroyed and the guard gone. It might have happened days ago and nobody knew until a merchant tries to travel between towns and discovers the only road of escape is gone and everyone is doomed to slow starvation. And you can still see the other end of the road just a few meters away, but the superstition is so strong that nobody will risk taking that single step into monster territory. You'll be cursed and that's worse than death, right? You don't want to turn into a trainer...

And then also nobody really knows what determines who's chosen to be a trainer. Inevitably whenever someone shows signs of powers the town will turn on them and make up any excuse that they somehow invited the curse by being promoscuous or athiest or something. And you need to be removed for everyone's safety! Thus begins the ten year old's journey walking the earth in search of a place they can belong...

Tho usually its not just kids, the protagonist and rival is a rare case. All your neighbours are torn between 'its so tragic it happened to kids' and 'they must be REALLY evil to get chosen despite their age!' And i think maybe the rival would be like a sympathetic gary type? Theyre so determined to be better than you because they think if they can prove theyre good then their parents will let them go back home. And this desperation leads them to make bad choices and reject the only friend they have left :( Also them being bad to their monster pals would feel more justified when they were raised in a society that says monster pals are evil and you cant let your guard down cos theyre just trying to tempt you. Listen to the assholes who dont care about you, because anyone being nice is a lying sinner!

Also i was thinking maybe you catch monsters with a magic song or throwing herbs at them or absorbing them into a jewel pendant or something else more magicky yknow? Maybe magical bandages enscribed with spell runes that wrap arpund them like a collar? And so trainers are divided up into weavers who make these catching tools, and then the actual kind of trainer who uses them to catch mons. Weavers are able to stay in human society and act like the pokeball shops, theyre sorta like a 'town witch' or something. Like 'we will tolerate your magic if you never actually make a contract with a monster'. But then of course catching monsters is necessary to defend against monsters, so weavers have to be allowed to make the catching threads and sell them to travellers. But only travellers are allowed to do that sinful mon hugging! But also hey sinful traveller will you please save us from our doom? Basically this is why most trainers work as mercenaries, all this bullshit means that you gotta be employed by some asshole who hates your guts just cos u need food to eat. But blablabla town limit of X days before you have to leave, etc etc...

Also i was considering an element of different towns having different mythology around monsters and trainers? So you never really know whats real or if all of it is bullshit. Every time you go to a new place theyre equally fanatically convinced that some new thing is the real sin and everything the last guy said is eeeeeevil corruption. Sigh! And a subplot i was thinking of is a town with very sexist mythology, where the roles of weavers and tamers are seen as one gender only. And the town weaver is this nice grandma thats trapped in an abusive relationship with a super misogynist gramps. And one of those cloyingly fake-softspoken "rational" sexists who's all 'im just trying to protec u, wrong gender roles are bad for your immortal soul'. And has a million "logical" explanations for why his bigotry is true. Like technically he's "valuing her as important" by not letting her leave the house or socialize with friends, because yknow "im a nice guy who's nice to you trainers, i know your job is important so shouldnt the weavers be working 24/7 to support you?" The frustrating feeling of starting to trust a guy cos he's not bigoted against your particular minority, but then finding out he's bigoted against someone else... Ugh. So ultimately in the end you can succeed at this sidequest and help the grandma make a pact with a cute fairy monster and kick his ass and leave. And possibly get into a cute and mutually healthy relationship with another grandma in another town, so you get to see that and have a bonus happy note to the sidequest, yknow? Also they give you a hug and bake u cookies. (The monster is wearing a cute chef hat!) And then you'd have a place to stay in that town that doesnt have the 'it gets more expensive every night to try and make you leave' bullshit of all the normal inns. And you get to see a cute animation of your monsters all cuddled up in bed too cos they dont force you to leave them outside in the Designated Monster Containment Cage.

Oh! Also randomly i was thinking of another way of foreshadowing! Like when you go to the first inn you dont know any of this stuff about people hating monster tamers and not trusting your tamed mons even if theyre tame. So you'd probably just think that you not seeing your monsters when you sleep is just the game's limited graphics or you keep them in some pokeball equivelant thing. But when you walk arpund the outside of the inn you can see a door to a basement cellar that's got weirdly heavy duty chains and bars even if you assume they store their valuables down there. And maybe when you heal at the inn it never restores your mons to full health, always 10hp away from maximum or something? Or other small hints that theyre afraid of going to the inn and your protagonist is wary about doing it even if you'd think theres no downside to healing. Or maybe you can see another monster tamer visit the place at one point and you can hear banging and growling from the basement...? Or see some of the chains have bite marks in the morning. And the townsfolk wpuld be all 'can you believe how much noise they made?' and expressing fear about monsters being in the town, though itd have to be written carefully to remain vague. But yeah 'lets mistreat these small animals because we fear them' -> they panic and cry for their one human friend in the world while theyre forced to sleep in a damp dark tiny room -> 'that just proves theyre inherantly violent!' Also the trainer is an ungrateful bastard for acting so sullen when they couldnt sleep from worry over their friends :(

But it wont be all depressing yo!!! All the darkness of the setting is dark but the monster pals are still just as pals! I give u grimdark world so i can give u a protagonist of kindness who fights the system and saves people in every town who eventually rise up and are swayed by their kindness into fighting The Old Ways and making a better world as the story goes on! Its like an adventure of creating the pokemon world? You try and sell everyone on the idea of trusting cute monsters instead of being so damn paranoid you inflict all these atrocities upon other humans and even yourself because 'sacrifices are necessary to keep the monsters away'. Fight the symbol of all bigotry!!! The evil team is Team Bad Dads And Politicians!!!

...sorry lol my story ideas are Weird.

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Werewolf! Cheol. ANGSTY FLUFF ASDFGHJKL

A/N: Jesus Kylie we’re going to die together prepare the grave aLSO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I was really uncontent with the ending, and the angst level isn’t too high but hopefully wolf cub Cheol makes up for it(?)

So I’ve never written a werewolf au

But eh who cares about werewolves

I mean you think it’s just a stupid fairy tale that people rumor are true (I mean people are finding evidence they’re real but that can’t be true can it?)

Like hahaha tf??😂😂😂 Humans that turn into wolves during the full moon? Lmao

Also wolves scare you but anyway

And then there’s Seungcheol who just

Wtf are normal humans???

So basically

Seungcheol grew up as a werewolf

He was bitten as a child poor smol

His parents didn’t know what to do, so they abandoned him

He was roaming the streets alone

But luckily FULL MOON TONIGHT

He goes through this painful fit on the ground, but the pain goes away after a few seconds(?)

He’s just like wait wut why can’t I stand on my legs?

Do I have legs???

What is this thing on my face?? It’s called a muzzle sweetie

“So I’m a wolf now?” yea boiiii

GURAE WOLF NAEGA WOLF AWOOOOO k sorry moving on

And so our smol wolfie was found by other werewolves when he howled

And they took him in even after the full moon was over

So he lives with werewolves now!!!

Which makes him kinda…savage? Basically he isn’t really used to human etiquette

He grew up as a wolf ok, his werewolf parents didn’t teach him much human stuff

They thought it would be best if he didn’t come in contact with humans

And for a while, they were right

He was better off away from people, growing up in the woods

Away from (normal) human communication

And with the exception of his weird wolf family,

Forever alone

…well…maybe not forever

He has the keep reading bar as his friend

He’s been away from the cities all his life

And now he’s in his late teens

And you know what happens in your late teens

You don’t want to face adulthood be alone

Seungcheol is curious to know how regular humans live

And this guy…well you know he doesn’t give up

So one night, once his family is asleep, he sneaks out of his family’s cottage in the woods and goes to the city

Once he gets out of the forest, he notices how the city is so lighted up

Like it’s shouting “Come here, Seungcheol!”

Ofc our guy goes to the city

Just so happens that you’re out too

You’re out because you can’t sleep relatable

And even though you need to get up early tomorrow, at least you have time to study right? Ha yeah right

So you’re on your way to a 24-hour-wherever to get coffee or a drink or a place to read

So you’re walking around the streets when you see this guy wiTH RIPPED CLOTHES AND LOTS OF SCARS?? WHO’S KIND OF BLEEDING???

Obviously you’re scARED TO DEATH LIKE WHAT THE HECK IS HE GOING TO KILL ME but also v concerned bc “you poor thing…what happened to you?”

So you walk over to the tall guy and tap his shoulder when he’s looking at graffiti

And he just jumps back and screams. Roars? No growls. He growls.

Eureureong eureureong ay

Cue you screaming at his scarred face

After you two recover you’re just staring at each other while he’s on the ground sitting like a dog

You think it looks really weird but like what the heck is this grown man doing with his life, he’s muscular af but looks like he just survived a war

“Uh—um…are…are you okay…?”

“Uh…Yes?”

“What’s your name?”

“…s…Seung…Cheol…”

K lemme just mention how Cheol has limited speaking skills, bc his parents only taught him basic words in case of emergency

(I’m guessing they just…growl to communicate? They really don’t like humanity okay like no speaking in this household)

But you take the quiet guy him home to clean his wounds

Whenever you try to disinfect the scrapes on his leg he yelps like crazy so eventually, you get tired and stop

Well…there’s a scarred man on your couch, all you can do is try to feed him

“Listen, I don’t have much food…any allergies?”

He just tilts his head and raises an eyebrow

“Aller…gy?”

“What, have you been living in the woods all your life? Yes I said allergy”

“Yes.”

“Wait what”

He just ignores you and walks to the fridge you’re holding open

“Meat?”

“I only have raw meat, it’ll take a while to cook—”

He just takes out the huge chunk of meat and unwraps the plastic around it

Then just bites this huge chunk off

Your jaw just drops

You try to grab it away saying “You’ll get a disease or som—”

But he just snarls and turns away noisily chewing

So you’re sitting across from the man on your couch still eating a huge chunk of steak

Eventually you drift to sleep

Now Seungcheol isn’t entirely stupid (to human standards)

He knows no one likes sleeping in an uncomfortable place

So of course when he sees you quietly snoozing, something clicks in him

Like an imprint? Except for something else👀

The next morning, you wake up in bed like nothing ever happened

You think it’s a dream, especially because your house seems like the man was never there

So you ignore your weird dream and try to get ready for an early class

You didn’t notice the half-eaten meat in the fridge until later

That’s when you questioned whether you dreamed of the strange man

The bloody cotton balls in the trash bin confirmed your suspicions

That night, you went back outside to walk in the same area

You saw the same man again across the street

This time he sees you and smiles really widely and walks basically runs towards you

And you accept his hug tho you’re kinda…still confused on what the heck is happening

But yknow what? He doesn’t seem dangerous, might as well make him some dinner (because that’s definitely the reasonable decision)

So you bring him home again and make steak and mashed potatoes

And he’s just like?? whAT IS THIS HEAVENLY FOOD YOU MADE

But obviously, he doesn’t really speak soooo he just enthusiastically bounces his head around and does a little dance

We gotta change that tho, so you slowly teach Seungcheol words by holding up items and saying them, and then making him repeat them

And slowly he learned more!

Obviously he’s happy to learn, but he has to be careful not to speak with his…secret family

He definitely needs to keep his secret since the full moon’s coming up soon…

But he decides to still visit you, and even memorizes where your house is

So every night, he comes and knocks on your door

Every night, you cook for him and teach him how to speak and write, and in return, he keeps you company and tucks you in bed

Spending time with him is like having a little puppy istg

Always bouncing around and being so interested with new things

Sometimes you’ll tell him to put something in the microwave and he’ll just stare at you and like furrow his eyebrows

Then you’ll remember he has the communication skills (and knowledge of machines) of a 3-year-old

Don’t even get me started on discovering the tv

He tilted his head to the side when you turned it on, and did that thing where little kids check behind the tv to find the people on screen

You also tried to make him shower but the second the water ran he was just like “nononononono”

He needs to stay messy or else his family will know he’s been going out to see a normal human

But he eventually takes a quick shower because you said you wouldn’t hug him otherwise

You buy him a change of clothes when he visits, but he always leaves them behind when you wake up in the morning like what?

He’s a questionable guy but trust me he’s a good person

Remember when I said he kind of imprinted on you?

It’s like a ‘protect this one at all costs’ imprint

He protec he attac but most importantly he snac on your meat

He feels like he needs to protect you now and keep you safe

He’s just a really close friend who even calms you when college gets stressful

And when I mentioned hugs earlier…they are giant wolf bear hugs

Listen ok he doesn’t really have a sense of love, his family doesn’t really show it directly

But you give him all the love he needs

You even fell asleep in his arms one night

You hardly remember it though, because you were back in your bed the next morning

All you have is the memory that it was nice and warm

But there’s a full moon coming up tomorrow

So before Seungcheol leaves, he tells you he won’t see you the next night

You’re really sleepy, so he brings you to your bed and brushes your hair away from your face before growling softly *cough* lovingly and leaving

The next night, you remember what Seungcheol said about not being there, but he never stays until morning wtf

Does he…have another family?

Wait no that’s impossible if he had a family someone would’ve taught him that the word “confused” means his mood 24/7

So when he doesn’t show up, you go out to look for him

When he isn’t on the streets, you wander and stumble across the entry to the forest, and start to hear noises

Growling…?

“Oh Seungcheol, is that you? It’s me Y/N”

Suddenly the growling gets louder

And a woLF JUMPS OUT FROM A BUSH AND LASHES OUT AT YOU

They tackle you, but suddenly another wolf pushes them off of you as the first wolf scratches you

And like I said before YOU ARE TERRIFIED OF WOLVES

So you’re just frozen in fear and confusion

You could try to escape, but the wounds on your shoulder are bleeding and the pain is stinging really bad

All you can do is watch as 2 wolves battle it out before one wolf chases the other away

The remaining wolf starts charging at to you, but you just scramble to get up and try to grab the nearest stick to protect yourself

You hesitate at running when you see a familiar scar on the wolf’s face

It can’t be him…right?

But it makes so much sense

The growling

The scars

The messiness

The limited knowledge of anything basically

He’s just a wolf?

But then wtf has been happening?!?!

Have you been hallucinating and hugging a wolf?!

Or worse: werewolf

So they do exist.

You throw the stick at the wolf and run all the way home crying of pain

There were way more tears as you tried to disinfect the big scratches on your shoulder

And there was no Seungcheol to comfort you or tuck you in that night

The next day, you can’t go to class with a giant scratch bothering you so you tell a classmate you’re sick and ask for any updates on assignments

You feel sick to your stomach anyways

You know how sick it is to fall in love with a monster?

IM CREEPIN IN YOUR HEART BABE that’s the 3rd exo reference already I’ll stop now

When your doorbell rings that night, you check through the peephole and see the same scarred face you always love to see

But given the circumstances, you just walk away from the door

Before you can leave the room, you hear a soft voice

“Y/N? Does the wound hurt?”

“Go away, you monster”

The sound of “monster” tore Seungcheol’s heart in half

All he did was sit against your front door

For hours

Until he was sure you were asleep

Then he left for home

He didn’t go back the next night or any night after that

His family noticed him not going out at night anymore, and thankfully didn’t disown him or anything

They actually felt really bad because Cheol’s adoptive brother was the wolf who attacked you, and it was their fault he had to visit you in secret

Even though his family didn’t teach him human things, they knew how to speak and just chose not to teach him

So when he heard them speak to him, he was v angry but at the same time happy? Bc he can finally communicate with them better

And they finally started teaching him to speak and write better

Which made him more courageous to do…something

One morning as you stepped out the door, you found a bouquet with a small note

~From Seungcheol

Of course, it’s not just a bouquet, it’s a man holding a bouquet

Yknow what? I don’t think you need to be scared of wolves anymore

“I’m sorry my brother attacked you…”

“Wait that was your brother?!”

“Yes did you not know??”

“No?!? That’s why I was angry oh gosh I’m so sorry”

It gets kind of awkward…

…Until he gives you a big hug

And you teach him what a kiss is (if you know what I mean😉)

I think it’s safe to say things are back to normal

If you consider having dinner with a werewolf every night as normal

Ok I know Vampire!Gyu has a dog already bUT WEREWOLF!CHEOL WITH A PUPPY

Ohmygod they could communicate

I’m actually screaming internally like you’d bring him to the shelter and he’d wait until no one is looking and start growling at all the dogs and then whisper to you “this one was abused by his previous owner” and “this one never knew her parents”

And in the end, it would be really sad because you want to adopt all of them but you can’t

So you both decide on this one fluffy puppy and you and Cheol are soft af at this smol pup

Every time you get home from school there are just 2 puppies to shower you with kisses

WHERE’S THAT 1 GIF OF SEUNGCHEOL AND THAT PUP IT’S WHAT I ENVISIONED

You’ll walk into the living room and they’re both growling and barking at each other

“Y/NNNNNNNN come play with us! Both puppies agree you better get over here”

#seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol scenarios #seventeen fluff #choi seungcheol #seungcheol #seventeen au #jkj fics #.txt

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