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sharlsworld · 2 months

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birthday girl - f1 grid

⍟ charles leclerc x fem!wolff!reader

⍟ it’s an f1 holiday, y/n wolff’s birthday. a series of birthday posts made by a bunch of people involved with f1.

fc: various girls from pinterest

warnings: none really tbh just a age gap (it’s my fathers fault for making me like this)

authors note: idk what i’m doing i’m bored out of my mind and have nothing better to do. lmk if i should keep doing these or not, p.s there’s google translated french and spanish 😭

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc Mon cœur, mon amour, mon trésor, there truly aren’t enough words in the human vocabulary to describe my love for you. I’ve had my eye on you before we even spoke to each other, there’s no doubt in my mind that we will spend eternity together. Here’s to another year around the sun, happy 22nd birthday chérie, my love for you is infinite. ♥️

yn thank you honey, i love you bigger then the sky 💘

↳ charles_leclerc My love for you is everlasting chérie ♥️

landonorris you two make me sick

↳ yn good stay stick

scuderiaferrari Happy birthday y/n! Wishing you a year full of happiness and health beautiful girl! ❤️🥳

♥︎ by author & yn

sharls_lerklerk “there’s no doubt in my mind that we will spend eternity together” the highways lookin real cozy 🥰🥰

charlotte2304 Happy birthday beautiful y/n I love you to the moon and back 💞

♥︎ by author & yn

yn you really like those faceless pictures huh? 😭

↳ charles_leclerc I just love your hair so much chérie

arthur_leclerc and to think that 4 years ago you were blushing at the fact she even looked at you

↳ lorenzotl He still does

lordperceval him not responding to anyone’s comment accept hers 😭

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton My honorary sister, i’ve known you since you were 10 years old and it’s been so amazing watching you grow into such a good person. Thank you for always supporting me, baking me sweets and making sure I don’t get growled at for eating so much sugar, celebrating with me, watching roscoe, and always being there for me no matter what. Happy birthday y/n, I couldn’t have asked for a better honorary sister than you. I love you to the moon and back ❤️

yn thank you so much lew, your the big brother i never got. i love you so so much 💞

♥︎ by author

beloved.hamilton i hold there sibling duo so close to my heart 🥹

mercedesamgf1 Our paddock princess!! Wishing you the happiest birthday sweetheart 🥰💙

♥︎ by author & yn

futurewag822 i love how everyone loves y/n cause same 😭

georgerussell63 Awh you old sap, happy birthday y/n i love you lots thank you for always being so sweet and supportive 💙

♥︎ by author & yn

↳ yn thank you george i love you 💞

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 Mi querida amiga, feliz cumpleaños! I wish you nothing but the best in life, i’ve never met someone as sweet, welcoming, caring, and funny as you. I will always cherish our friendship, I cannot wait to make more memories with you in the years to come. Te quiero mucho mi querida amiga ❤️

yn thank you carlito i love you bunches ❤️

♥︎ by author

hoeforsainzzz i want to be like y/n when i grow up no cappy 😭

charles_leclerc Why do you have so many pictures of me and y/n?

↳ carlossainz55 It’s my job as the third wheel mate

↳ yn your the best third wheel carlito

landonorris all i got for my birthday was a “happy birthday lando!” 😐 but she gets a WHOLE PARAGRAPH

↳ yn just say your jealous

carlossainzoficial Feliz cumpleaños y/n! Enjoy your special day ❤️

↳ yn thank you better carlos ❤️

↳ carlossainz55 wow.

landonorris

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landonorris happy birthday short stack, your one rude but funny, mean but pretty, ruthless but kind hearted girl. thank you for making me feel tall, if you ever find yourself single one day, you have my number 😉 i love you bunches y/n ❤️

charles_leclerc thats not funny 😐 no one’s laughing.

yn thank you norizz 🥹 i love you many bunches more ❤️

↳ charles_leclerc don’t make me lock you in the room all day

mclaren Happy birthday to our favorite guest! Your welcome anytime y/n 😉🧡

↳ scuderiaferrari No. She’s not aloud to leave us ever.

↳ mercedesamgf1 Are we forgetting who raised her? 🤣

↳ yn guys stop there’s enough of me for everyone 🤗

↳ charles_leclerc N O.

alex_albon she makes charles look tall

↳ charles_leclerc My ego is hurt

landolove all the admins fighting over y/n made my week 😭

oscarpiastri Happy birthday y/n 🧡

↳ yn thank you osc ❤️

lilymhe

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lilymhe wishing my best friend an amazing birthday, i’m forever grateful for f1 bringing us together. i’ve never had such an amazing friend like you, i hold our friendship so close to my heart. i love you past the moon and beyond the stars ❤️

yn i love you lily ❤️

↳ lilymhe i love you more 😘❤️

alex_albon happy birthday ig, your pretty funny ig. your a good friend ig and amazing baker ig. I GUESS i love you. ❤️🙄

↳ yn i guess i love you 🙄 thank you ig ❤️

charles_leclerc lily you are not invited to dinner tonight. i would like to spend the night with my girlfriend and not watch her spend the whole night with you and kika

↳ lilymhe just mad your girl loves me & kika more then you 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

↳ francisca.cgomes bro thinks that’s his girlfriend 🤣🤣🤣🤣

↳ yn can’t wait to see you lovely ladies tonight 😉

↳ charles_leclerc PLEASE stop

↳ pierregasly we’re BEGGING

↳ alex_albon on our KNEES

francisca.cgomes

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francisca.cgomes my dearest friend, you’ve helped me more in more ways then you’ll ever know. i’ve been so lucky to call you my best friend since we were little girls, i love you so so so much y/n. happy birthday big booty judy ❤️

yn i love you for infinity kika ❤️

♥︎ by author

↳ francisca.cgomes i love you more then infinity ❤️

pierregasly happy birthday to the biggest pain in my ass i love you ❤️

♥︎ by author & yn

↳ yn thanks for always distributing my beauty sleep pear i love you more ❤️

landosfootfungus i want to be y/n

↳ danielricciardo me too 😔

charles_leclerc big booty indeed

♥︎ by author

lilymhe our little girl is growing up on us 🥹

↳ francisca.cgomes times flying 😔

iheartyn big booty judy 😭

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f1 Before the day is over we would love to wish our paddock princess a very happy 22nd birthday! We hope your day was filled with nothing but love and happiness, we hope your day was as perfect as you are! 🤍

yn thank you admin 🥹❤️

♥︎ by author

maxverstappen1 Happy birthday to the biggest pain in my ass. I love you more then you know y/n ❤️

♥︎ by author

↳ yn max…this is the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me 🥹❤️

olliebearman Happy birthday y/n, thank you for being so kind and baking me so much sweets i’ll definitely get a talking to about 😂❤️

♥︎ by author

↳ yn don’t worry ollie i won’t let your trainer growl at you 😭

fernandoalo_oficial Happy birthday to my favorite girl ever ❤️

♥︎ by author

↳ yn nando stop 🥹 I LOVE YOU

↳ fernandoalo_oficial I LOVE YOU MORE Y/N 😂❤️

danielricciardo Happy birthday sunshine, i love you lots. Pretty glad to know someone like you 🌞

♥︎ by author

↳ yn i love you more danny ❤️

yukitsunoda0511 Happy birthday y/n thank you for always making me laugh ❤️

♥︎ by author

↳ yn thank you yuki ❤️

i got lazy towards the end 😭 lmk what you think.

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pedge-page · 13 days

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Joel and Preggo Wife drabble after Sarah is born --

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Shes almost 2 now. Walking and fussy as ever, screaming and crying and refusing everything.

Youre trying to get ready for work but Joels really struggling to get her to settle down for a day with Dad.

"Just put on those sensory videos. There's like fruit dancing and stuff," you suggest while slinging your work bag over your shoulder.

"Oh please. There's no way that stuff works."

You turn on a looped video of smiling fruit and vegetables hopping across the screen, and Joel and Sarah stop screaming and tugging each other's hair for a moment to watch the screen with curious eyes.

She's gone quiet, finally, so a win is a win for now.

"I'll be back during lunch, so hold the fort, ok?"

Joel, with a deadpan face still watching the Banana on TV wiggle side to side, just nods. Sarah sits in pretzel in his lap on the floor, also watching with a blank expression.

You shrug and leave.

After a few hours, you manage to get back home for lunch. Joel hadn't texted you the entire time, so either Sarah somehow miraculously behaved herself, or they're both dead.

Instead, you walk in to find Joel still sitting pretzel on the floor, hypnotized by the TV.

There is no 2 year old present in the room.

"Joel!"

"Huh."

"Where's Sarah??"

"Shes right here," he says calmly, eyes are fixed ahead at the blueberries as he pats the curly teddy bear sitting in his lap.

You put your hands on your hips and walk in front of the TV.

"Hey we're watching that!"

You tap your foot and look down to his lap.

Joel follows your gaze down to the plush and absent child, and immediately shouts "WHERES SARAH??" turning around frantically.

You walk behind the couch and to your relief, find Sarah curled up and sleeping softly. She had made a whole nest of blankets and pillows and put herself down for a nap. She clearly also swiped herself for her teddy bear in Joel's lap while he was entranced by the fruit so he wouldn't notice her absence.

"How long did you leave her like this??"

"Um, I dont know-- I swear she didn't make a sound the entire time. I didn't even notice... You only left like 20 mins ago so it couldn't--"

"Joel I left 4 hours ago. You've been watching the damn sensory video the entire time!"

Joel's face expands into shock. "Wow. That shit works."

You drop Sarah off at Tommy's place and Joel warns him about watching the videos.

"What? It's supposed to make her brain go blank. Not us, dude are you serious?" He scoffs.

The next morning Tommy is glued to the dancing fruit video and Sarah slept in his lap the entire night.

He has serious bags under his reddened eyes " You guys are early? Im supoosed to have her the whole night?"

"Its MORNING."

Tommy looks back at the TV incredulously. " How long is this loop????"

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the-froschamethyst4 · 3 months

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My Daddy is My Hero

𖤐Pairing: Husband! Price x Wife! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: TOOTH ROTTING fluff, slight angst, language, married couple, children, codenames,

𖤐Summary: Your daughter Iris had a project for her school and it was ‘Who is your Hero’ and picks someone close to her

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"Mama."

Y/n heard the tiny voice of her 7 year-old daughter Iris. She smiles and turns to look at her daughter.

"Yes, baby?" Y/n asks.

"We're doing a project for school, called 'My Hero' and I decided to do daddy, can you help me?" Iris asks.

"Okay, what do you need me to do?" Y/n says, wiping her hands and placing her hands on her hips walking to her daughter.

"What did daddy do?"

"For the military?" Iris nods in response. "Well, why don't I help you with your paper first, okay?"

"Okay, mama."

"Alright let me see what you got."

This was a week ago, Y/n helped Iris with her paper for hours and kept the project a secret from John.

"My Hero is my daddy, John Bravo Six Price. My daddy was part of the Military as a Captain, he is also the member of the British SAS. Sometimes my daddy is away for months, and I miss every time he leaves, but he tells me he'll come back safe and he always brings me a souvenir from his adventures." She digs in her backpack and pulls out a few things to show off.

"This is a picture of my daddy and some of his work friends, this one is Ghost and this one is Gaz." She puts them back and then grabs a few things that Price has brought back for her.

"This is a mini pyramid, when he went to Egypt. This is a tin art piece from Mexico, they traditionally have art of landscapes of them and pretty flowers. And this is stein from Germany, they usually put their drinks in it." She puts everything back in her bag.

"My daddy is currently in Russia right now and is coming back today, I am excited to see my daddy, and he is my hero."

"Wow! Thank you Iris for sharing, a round of applauds for Iris," her teacher says.

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At the end of the day Iris had walked outside to see her mom standing in the car rider line.

"MAMA!"

"Hi, baby," Y/n bends down kissing her daughter's temple, Y/n noticed her paper in her hands. "What's this baby?" Y/n asked.

"My paper for my hero, I got a 100% and a gold star," Iris smiles.

"That's great baby," Y/n kissed her daughter's temple again, before they walked to Y/n's car.

"Mama, is daddy coming home today?"

"Yep," Y/n says, buckling her daughter in her car seat.

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Once Y/n pulled into the driveway and helped her daughter out of her car seat they go inside and Y/n placed Iris's paper on the fridge, so when John comes in, he'll see it.

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Iris and Y/n played some board games before Price came home. Price was stuck in traffic and just wanted to go home to his family, Y/n smiled at her daughter who was still trying to understand the rules of the game.

"Honey you move 4 spaces."

"But when I play with Anna, she says I'm suppose to move 8 times."

"Why?" Y/n asked with a confused look and a slight giggle.

"Because four plus four equals eight."

"Honey, you're not adding anything. What you roll is what you roll, you rolled a four so you move four places."

"Okay, mama," Iris says with no more argument.

"Daddy has finally arrived," John says as he comes through the front door, Iris pops her head up and Y/n looks over her shoulder at her husband.

"DADDY!" Iris yells, running towards him. He drops his stuff and picks her up.

"How is my baby girl, huh?" He asks Iris kissing her cheek.

"Good," Y/n gets up off the floor and walks over to him, her hands running over his shoulders and hugging his neck.

"And how is mommy doing?" He asked in a bit of a seductive tone before kissing Y/n's lips.

"Just fine." She says to him.

"Oh daddy, look," Iris wiggled from his hold and ran to the fridge, pulling the paper off the fridge.

"What's this?" He asks her, looking at the 100% with his usual big smile and then reading 'My Hero'. "Oh...I remember doing a project like this when I was younger, my hero was Aunt," he smiles and bends down to his daughter. "Who was yours, baby?" He asks.

"Read it daddy," she giggles and hands him the paper.

"My hero is my..." Price looks at it thinking maybe he was reading it wrong. "My daddy...Captain John Bravo Six Price." He reads the papers, tears wanting to fall from his eyes but he held them, choking on some of the words.

Iris hated seeing her father so upset...The last time she's seem him upset is when her grandpa passed away. Iris took her small hand wiping her daddy's tears that did soon fall on his cheeks.

The sight melted Y/n's heart. Price's big hand cupped hers and kissed her knuckles.

"Thank you, baby," he says, pulling her into the biggest and longest hug. "This deserves to be framed," he jokes and looks at his wife who has been crying since Price started reading the paper. He pulls her into a hug as well.

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9:00PM

Price couldn't help but constantly re-reading the paper, he was laying in bed, Y/n was doing her nightly routine and Iris was asleep peacefully in her bed.

"John?"

"Why did she pick me?" He asked.

"Because she loves you," Y/n says, crawling on the bed.

She cups his face and kissed his lips. "Did she tell you, she was going to pick me?"

"Yes...but...she loves you...she loves the little things you bring back for her, she took one of your bucket hats to school because she missed you so much. You are her hero, Price and you always will be, I hope you know that."

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Price couldn't sleep, he looks at the ceiling and then at his sleeping wife next to him, he caresses her face kissing her forehead and getting out of the bed. He puts on a t-shirt and headed down the hall

He goes to the kitchen, he notices the light on in the kitchen and then seeing a little someone with a glass in her hands.

"Iris...baby, what are you doing up?" He asked.

"I can't sleep, and I was thirsty," Iris says, looking up at him, but he bends down to her level. She walks to him, his arms wrapping around her as she was still holding her glass of water.

"Come on, baby," he rubs her side and kiss her temple as she followed him back to her bedroom. He opens her bedroom door and she walks in, placing her glass on the nightstand and getting back into her bed but Price rests on her right side of her.

"Daddy."

"Yes?"

"Can you stay home, tomorrow?" Iris asked, looking at her daddy. She rolls on her side and plays with his dog tags.

"I can see," he says, placing his arm over her side rubbing her side again and patting her small leg.

Iris's eyes felt heavy, and she ended up falling asleep, Price looked to his right and looked down at his tired, sleeping daughter, he smiles kissing the top of her head.

He ends up falling asleep in Iris's bed, Y/n woke up to an empty bed and walked to her daughter's bedroom seeing a sleeping Price and Iris.

Price holding Iris and her face buried into his side. She smiles at her husband and baby girl, she walks in kissing his forehead and kissing Iris's temple.

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The next morning Y/n and Iris were in the kitchen and Price was still asleep in his daughter twin size bed. Iris's princess blanket draped over him.

Y/n pushed a mug of hot chocolate to Iris and Y/n stood next to Iris to help her with homework. Price had came out of his daughter's bedroom yawning and looking at his daughter and wife.

He kisses Y/n's neck and kisses Iris's forehead, he fixes himself some tea and leans over the counter watching his two girls.

Iris was writing down what Y/n was telling her, Y/n's right hand moved Iris's dirty blonde hair from her face, looking like the girl version of her father but the feminine features of her mother.

Price sees the paper on 'My Hero' on the counter and placed it back on the fridge, he kisses his daughter's temple and wife's temple before walking into the master bedroom and grabbing his phone.

He was going to fulfil his daughter's wishes and he will stay home today.

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planetmimi · 3 months

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decode - cl16

context: charles leclerc x black!fem!oc, some smau (cause i love those doooown)

faceclaim: @balialdn on insta

cw: none

summary: after a five-month social media break, artist Ahvi finally comes back to social media. her comeback is in the midst of dating rumors swirling around her and two of her...friends.

Italic = flashback

feedback is appreciated, this is my first one so please be nice

ahvi

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ahvi: my french is getting better, might use it in this project…maybe? (be calm yall)

f1lover: CHARLES WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! welcome back queen (im trying to be as calm, i think i might actually explode from happiness)!!!

username74: oh look the whore is back

username54: awww we all hoped you would never come back

username12: no fr! when her contract ran out i thought that we were finally done with her

username276: YOU DIDNT SAY FOR A WHOLE YEAR MAAM

lewishamilton: new music, maybe?

ahvi: maybe… if you get me paddock passes

lewishamilton: ask your boyfriend...maybe

ahvi: blocked, reported and banned from listening to my music cause OMG?! i just got back too?! like please ntm on me

charles_leclerc: teaching you french has been quite the challenge, i would like some type of credit please

ahvi: if you podium i'll think about it

charles_leclerc: and if i get P1 i want a song written for me and to be in the music video

ahvi: *gasps in étonnement* thats asking for a lot, P1 twice this season and you've got yourself a deal

username67: you should have never come back nobody wants to hear your shitty music

stanningahvi: the fact that it’s been damn near two years without any new music… and a year since we've last seen you👁️👄👁️

lew_max.444: no cause if this is a trick…imma do something heinous

ahvi: is this a threat ? cause it’s kinda feeling like a threat

ahvi4f1: i mean…we can make it one if you want us to 🤷🏾‍♀️

zendaya: as your bestfriend i have to let you know, if you don’t drop this, i will do so for you (i will leak it)❤️

ahvi: sounds like less work for me tbh 🤷🏽‍♀️

zendaya: alright yall secret project dropping next month at 4 pm PST

ahvi: ouuu d*sney dupe 🤭

tomholland2013: please, don’t check your messages mate

zendaya: don’t listen to him. go check your messages babe. go ahead.

ahvi: #CANCELZENDAYA

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ahvi

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ahvi: why didn't y'all tell me Australia is so hot ?? oh wait.. thats just me sorry y'all

landonorris : FIRST !

ahvi: 15th actually

landonorris : ......... you think you're so funny huh

ahvisdrafts: i mean she is actually a full time stand up comedian, part time singer-songwriter.

ahvi: you get it

username2: so, you and whats his face broke up and now you're going between F1 drivers?

f1grids: wow, never expected an A lister to become a grid groupie

girly2pop: are you ready to write a song for that man?

ahvi: stooop. shhhhhh. if no one mentions it EVER AGAIN i won’t have to do it

normani: tea is she's actually written like six of em already

georgerussell63: why is it always me?!

username29: girl we've heard the rumors about you getting around miss paddock princess

username : never would i have expected ahvi to become as close as she is with the f1 grid…like i didn't even know she knew what f1 was

username9: shes sleeping her way through it lol

username: girl you need to back up off charles

username6: no for real...going to australia three weeks before race week? way to scream desperate

Over the last year Ahvi has become somewhat of a hermit, between rumors swirling of a potential relationship between her and Charles, and her break up with her ex-friend becoming known to the public. All of this buzz around her name has generated a lot of hate, whether it be from her ex-friend's fans, Charles fans or her own haters. For the last year Ahvi has just been the internet's punching bag, despite not being active on the internet.

In the year she took away from social media a lot happened, a lot changed. Before she started her break, she was just off a stadium world tour, about to drop her first proper album. She felt on top of the world, until one day, with only three months left in her tour. Just before her second day at Wembly Stadium, when she fainted during soundcheck and was sent to the hospital.

- a year ago -

Her heartbeats so loud she almost can't hear what the nurse in front of her is saying. The nurse smiles lightly "I know this is probably very shocking, so I will give you some time, but your options are a bit limited with how far along you are." Ahvi nods, trying to process the words that were said to her, "I just- I'm sorry, I know I've made you say it to me a hundred times over but just...one more time and can I see the results."

"Don't worry, this is a common response in this situation," the nurse says as she hands over the blood test results. Ahvi looks at the blood test results, there it is, in black and white, "your HCG levels are higher than normal," the nurse points to her HCG results. Aleyah's eyes follow the nurse's finger, "Your results put you at being 17 weeks pregnant." There's that word again, pregnant, the one part of this she can't wrap her head around. As the nurse was talking to her an ultrasound tech brought in an ultrasound machine.

Ahvi tries her best to truly listen and absorb what the nurses are telling her as she lifts her shirt up to start the ultrasound. When the ultrasound tech brings the wand to where the gel was put a fast heartbeat fills the room and tears swell in the young singers eyes.

The 22-year-old looks at the ultrasound screen, a small incredulous whisper tumbles from her lips, "what the fuck."

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rafesslxt · 4 months

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rafe cameron ff | secret bunny 🐰

summary: 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.

JJ‘s cousin, also sarah‘s best friend is coming back to obx for the summer break after 4 years. Oh and how Rafe remembers her

word count : 2436

warning: memory of losing someone, death, shooting, language ( let me know if there are more )

note: more heat & sexual tension with rafe is coming in part 2 🫣

part 1 | welcome back

JJ's POV:

"So when did you want tell us that you - or should I say we - get a guest over the summer?" I shrugged my shoulders. "John B knew it." "Wow, so a complete stranger spends the whole summer with us and you don't think it's necessary to tell us?" Kie raised her eyebrows in a huff and pierced me with her gaze.

I looked at my watch and got up. " Yes, and I have to go now. By the way, you know her. It's my cousin Scarlett and I didn't tell you so you wouldn't make such a big fuss like last time until she felt uncomfortable."

"What? Scar is visiting us? Today?" Pope almost screamed. "See! That's exactly why I did not tell you!" " When was the last time she was in outer banks?", Kie asked. " I don't know, I think 4 years ago?" "I hope she hasn't changed and is still as cool as she used to be."

I left the house and took John B's Van to get Scar from the ship she came on.

Scar's POV:

It had been a long time since I've been here and yet the air smelled exactly as I remembered it. I had missed the warm weather and the nice people, but the older I got, the more and more responsibilities I had at home. Besides college, I helped my parents with the marketing of their company. They were markers in New York and I supported them with their website and Instagram profiles. In addition, I would occasionally take photos of the houses for sale.

As much as I loved helping my parents, I was glad to have a break from everything and finally visit my cousin JJ. I missed him from time to time, but we never had much contact when I wasn't here. As soon as I arrived, however, we were inseparable as children. Talk about the devil.

"Scarlett!"JJ yelled, who just got out of a van. "JJ!" I smiled and jumped into his arms. "How's my favorite cousin huh?" I laughed and hugged him tightly before letting him go. "Good, I'm your only one." I took a closer look at him now that he was standing in front of me.

He had grown a lot, his face looked the same as it did 4 years ago, just a little more mature. He looked more athletic and his style hadn't changed much either. He still looked like a typical surfer boy from the movies. The girls here had to kiss his feet.

JJ took my luggage and put it in the back of the van. "I'm surprised you didn't come on your bike." I knew he loved to ride his bike and I wouldn't have been surprised if he'd come on it instead of the van.

"We'll ride it soon enough," he winked at me and got into the van. " So? Go on, tell me. How are you little one?"

During the car ride, JJ told me everything that had happened in the last few years. His life hadn't really changed and his circle of friends was still the same as 4 years ago. I told him everything about home, how my family was and what I had been doing for the last few years.

We arrived at a small hut where John B lived, as far as I could remember. Excited, I got out of the car and helped JJ unpack my luggage before we brought everything inside. "This is where you're going to live for the next 6 weeks."

We went out onto the terrace where the rest of the Pogues were sitting. " Oh my god, hey." I felt myself getting a little emotional seeing everyone again after such a long time. "Scar!" John B was the first to ask how I was and hugged me tightly. Then I hugged Pope and after him Kiara. "Kiara. I'm surprised to see you here. Are you a Pogue now too?" I smiled and pointed at the others. Kiara was always better off with the Pogues than with the Kooks. Who on the island cared more about the turtles than her?

" I needed a change of scenery from all the glamor." she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly and smiled back. But as quickly as her smile appeared, it disappeared again when I asked my next question. "Do you know where Sarah is today? I wanted to meet her when I've settled in. Why don't you come with me if you want?" She just shook her head. "You know, Kiara and Sarah aren't really friends anymore. There was this thing..." Pope began. "This thing, exactly. That she's a bitch, you mean?" She looked annoyed at Pope.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know that." Sarah had never mentioned anything. Back in the days, we spent almost every day together. Kiara, Sarah and me. I wondered what could have led them to no longer being friends. " But have fun with her anyway. Hopefully you'll see as quickly as I did that she's a snake."

"There's a party at the beach tonight, you'll definitely meet her there," JJ assured me. I exhaled deeply. I was beginning to get the feeling that a lot had changed in the time I had been away.

In the evening

I went to take a shower and changed into some new clothes as I was already sweaty from the warm weather and the trip here. "Hey John B, thanks again for letting me stay here with you. " I knew that his father had been gone for a long time now and probably couldn't imagine how hard that must be for him. " No problem, JJ's family is my family too. Well, except for your uncle. " My uncle was the reason I spent my time in the Outer Banks at John B's. My parents and JJ didn't want me to sleep over there because they knew what Luke was like. Besides, JJ assured me that he slept at John B's most of the time anyway.

I chatted with John B for a while until the Pogues arrived. Together we went down to the beach where I met many familiar faces again. Including Sarah's. "JJ I'll be right back." Before he could answer, I ran to Sarah. "Sarah?" A wide smile appeared on my lips as she turned around. " Scarlett!" I probably heard my name for the 1000th time today. Happy that she was as exited as I was, I hugged her tightly and closed my eyes. "Oh my God, I've missed you so much!" she murmured into my shoulder as she returned my hug.

"Look at you! You're even more beautiful than last time!" she said, making me spin around. "What about you! The boys here must all be after you, right?" Embarrassed, she looked down at the floor and something clicked in my head. "Don't tell me! Do you have a boyfriend?" " Yes, his name is Topper. He's over there with his friends." I looked in the direction she was pointing. A boy named Kelce was standing next to Topper with another guy. I couldn't tell who the third one was because he had his back to us.

Sarah waved Topper over and he followed her hand like a puppy until he stood next to us.

"Topper, this is my friend Scarlett. Scarlett, this is my boyfriend Topper." she introduced us. " Ah, Scarlett. Sarah has talked a lot about you, especially the last few days." "Scar is enough and I'm pleased to meet you. " I shook his hand. I wish I could have returned his words, but Sarah hadn't said a word about him, which surprised me a little.

Rafe's POV:

"Where is he going?" Kelce asked me. "What? Who?" I followed Kelce's gaze. Topper ran to my sister who waved him over. I wasn't really surprised at that. She had him wrapped around her little finger since day 1. What did surprise me was who was standing next to my sister. "Who's that girl next to Sarah?" I asked Kelce. "I think that's Scarlett. Topper had mentioned something about Sarah being happy because she was coming to Outer Banks today. " He shrugged his shoulders and continued. " You know I hardly listen to him when he talks about Sarah."

My eyebrows drew together. Scarlett? Why did her name sound so familiar? Kelce seemed to have noticed my look " Man, that's Scarlett! She used to play with Sarah and Kiara. It's been years since she was here. "

Suddenly I could remember her. Scar. Kelce was right. She used to play with Sarah and Kiara at our house.

I took a closer look. Her long blonde hair fell in waves over her shoulders. I could already see her curves from here. Damn, she's grown up. I licked my lips and took a few steps closer. "Watch out before something flies into your mouth." Kelce laughed loudly. I closed my mouth and punched him lightly in the ribs. "Shut the fuck up."

Scar's POV:

"I'm throwing a costume party at my house tomorrow. My dad and Rose are going to the Bahamas for the weekend. Why don't you come over if you want? Then I can introduce you to the rest of us.", Sarah suggested. "That sounds great. Is there a theme? Or a dress code?" I asked to make sure. "No. You can come as whatever you want." That meant I would definitely have to go shopping tomorrow.

We chatted a bit more with Topper when JJ and John B joined us. "Hey Sarah! Can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage?" JJ offered Sarah. Sarah looked at the beer and then at JJ " No, but thanks." " Oh sorry. Is it not fancy enough for you?" A little irritated, I looked at my cousin. "JJ, she doesn't want anything." Sarah smiled at me and said " No, we were just leaving."

Now I was even more puzzled. We had been talking normally. Why were they just leaving? The atmosphere quickly became tense. I wondered if Sarah already knew what was going to happen.

"Hey, you know what? I'll take it." Topper said and reached for the red cup, but JJ pulled his hand away.

"If you said pretty please, maybe. But you didn't." " Oh really pretty please? Pretty please?" " So Sarah, you can have it." JJ tried to give his cup to Sarah again but Topper interrupted him by tipping the cup into JJ's face. "She doesn't want it, you dick!"

JJ tried to reach for Topper but John B intervened." Hey JJ. Come on he's not worth it man." He pushed him back more while I ran to JJ's side. "JJ what was that about? What's your problem with each other?" Before I could get an answer Topper shouted "Dirty Pogues!"

John B let go of JJ, stormed towards Topper and pushed him back. It only took a few seconds for them to start punching each other. John B fell into the water and turned around. "Hey John B, don't make me drown you like your old man, all right?" John B got up and rammed Sarah's boyfriend to the ground.

Slowly everyone gathered around and shouted: "Fight!Fight!Fight!"

"John B! Stop it!" I screamed, as did Sarah next to me. Kie joined in and yelled "Guy's stop it!" JJ and Pope cheered their friend on as he slammed his fist into Topper's face. "Stop cheering him on! Stop it you idiots!" I screamed into their faces.

They continued to fight and it didn't seem to stop until Topper got the upper hand and threw John B into the water and pushed his face under the surface. My stomach turned at the sight. Why didn't anyone intervene?

Sarah screamed Topper's name in vain. " JJ do something! He's drowning your best friend!" I wiped my face in panic. This was not how I had imagined my first day in Outer Banks. Suddenly JJ came up behind me and ran straight towards them. Just as the weight on my heart dropped, my eyes caught sight of something sparkling silver in JJ's hand.

He held a gun against Topper's head. "Yeah, you know what that is." Everyone started running away when they saw what JJ was holding against Topper's head. "JJ! Put the gun down." Sarah tried to speak calmly to him and took a few steps towards them. " Did you say something, princess?" " We're good! We're good! All right? Come on, man!"

" Kie! Can you check your psycho friend please?" Sarah called out to Kiara. My eyebrows drew together at her statement.

"Okay everyone, listen up! Get the hell off our side of the island!" JJ screamed and shot into the air. My whole body flinched at the sound.

"Aaron! Can you hear me! Please say something!" I shook his body as hard as I could but got no response. "Please please get up! We have to get out of here!" Tears were streaming down my cheeks and snot was coming out of my nose. "Scar, I love you. Tell mom and dad I love them too okay? Please. " " No! No! Get up come on! Please someone help us!" I screamed but no one came. Everyone ran like crazy through the streets and tried to hide.

" Scarlett! Are you okay?" Kiara brought me out of my thoughts when she touched me on the shoulder. I jumped and looked at her. "Scarlett, you're crying." She pointed at my face, which I wiped with my sleeve seconds later. I nodded and ran over to JJ.

Pope yelled at him and pushed him. "Are you crazy? What have you done you idiot!" "What did I do? I saved him!" They continued to argue until Kiara intervened. " Hey! That's enough guys!" JJ looked at us. I saw him look at me and recognize my red eyes. " Shit, Scar. I'm sorry, I- " " Can we please just go? Everyone's gone home anyway.", I said and went to John B who was still in the water. I helped him up and handed him to Pope.

After we had gathered all of our things, we walked to John B's hut. I changed straight away and layed down. Kiara and JJ stayed here too. Pope went home because otherwise he would be killed by his dad if he didn't show up. I had a hard time falling asleep that night with my hand around my pendant that was hanging from my necklace. Hopefully tomorrow would be a better day.

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Ellis: ".....That's because of the promise."

Harrison: "Promise?"

Ellis: "Yep."

-----FLASHBACK------

I guess, it happened 4 years ago.

On the night I drifted into London town, he was looking up at the moon as I was passing the bridge looking for a place to stay.

I looked at his vacant profile and thought he was going to fall straight into the river after he finished his cigarette.

So I asked...

Ellis: "Are you happy?"

Jude: "Huh?...What if I am?"

Ellis: "I will make your happiness....last forever."

Jude: "Hah? What the hell are you saying? Are you crazy?"

I was used to people thinking I was joking.

But that person, gave me a serious answer.

Jude: "..'Make your happiness last forever', huh? The happiest moment of my life......was probably when I went to the moon."

Ellis: "The moon?"

It was so out of the blue, but his voice sounded very serious.

Going to the moon, huh?

Long time ago, I used to say something like that to XXX.

When I thought about it, the words naturally came from my mouth.

Ellis: ".....I want to go there too."

Jude: ".....You're really crazy, aren't you?"

Even though I said it in a serious tone or I thought it was a serious tone, that man nevertheless poked my forehead.

The next second, I lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was still on the bridge.

The moon had dropped so far that it looked like it was going to hide behind the buildings.

And that person was there too.

Ellis: "How many cigarettes is that?"

Jude: "I don't know. How many hours did you sleep?"

It seems that this man did not fall into the river after finishing his cigarette.

Thank god, is what I wanted to say.

Ellis: "Do you also have strange powers like me? I can do this....see?"

Jude: "Huh!? Tch!! Hey! What the hell!!?"

It didn't look like he was pleased with me demonstrating my abilities though.

Jude: "Ah! I dropped my cigarette! Don't do that again!"

After scolding me, he invited me to his house since I didn't have a place to stay. I didn't know what he was thinking.

When I said 'I want to go there too', I thought he's laughed funnily.

I wanted to see that face again.

------FLASHBACK ENDS------

Harrison: "....Hey Ellis, you there?"

Ellis: "Eh? Ah...Oh..Yes yes, the promise."

Ellis: "I said I'll cooperate with Jude until the happiest moment of his life comes by."

Harrison: "Does that mean, you gain something from this too?"

Ellis: "Ah...Yes."

Jude: ".........."

Harrison: "Hmmm....well anyways, as long as both you and Jude are okay with each other, that's fine."

Alphonse: "I'm curious about one thing."

William: "Why don't you clear out all your doubts at this point?"

Alphonse: "How much does Mr. Jude make for his services to the Crown?"

Elbert: "You mean salary....?"

Victor: "Not much different from everyone else."

Victor: "Oh but I've added a condition of continued financing for Jude's company."

Roger: "You're very smart."

Jude: "I know."

Victor: "However, the real reason he agreed to signing the contract is because he adores me!!"

Jude: "If it's in your dreams, then maybe."

Victor: "Eeehh? But you signed this contract straight away too."

Ellis: "Wow, how nostalgic."

William: "Do you always carry everyone's contracts with you all the time, Victor? That's very careless."

Victor: "Of course not! I brought this here with me today because I thought something like this would happen."

William: "So Jude, you still didn't trust Victor when you signed this?"

Jude: "Someone with money, power and position offered us a contract on terms we could only benefit from, so...."

Jude: "It's normal to think they're definitely up to something."

Victor: "Eeeh!? So you signed this while still doubting me?"

Jude: "I mean, look at you. Would anyone completely trust you at first sight? You overly auspicious weirdo."

Victor: "Awww..."

Jude: "I don't know what you're up to, but I signed it thinking you'd make a fuss someday."

Victor: "Did Ellis also think the same.......?"

Ellis: "I was told to 'write my name here', so I did."

Victor: "Thank god....No actually no!! You should never do that! You must always make sure you go through the contract before signing one!"

Alphonse: "Well...if one can easily trust someone, one wouldn't have a hard time."

Roger: "Those of you who didn't trust Jude and Ellis enough to make this report, have no say."

William: "Ahaha, I guess so."

William: "Well, it seems like this 'Mission' has helped them get used to the Crown at least-----"

William: "Can't wait to see what the future holds for you?"

.............

The night is falling and two busy shadows step out of the Crown Castle.

Ellis: "Now that Mr. Wilson's case is behind us, I think it's time to start our first mission as the Crown members."

Jude: "Ah? Ahh, I guess so. I don't know."

Ellis: "Jude, are you happy?"

Jude: "Of course not. I feel like shit for being forced to play best friends."

Ellis: "Hmmmm?"

Jude: ".....What?"

Ellis: "I mean.....I don't know about making friends."

Ellis: "But I guess, ever since I came here, it was fun."

Jude: "....Then what's the reason to make everyone happy? As long as you're having fun, that's what matters."

Ellis: "I wish Jude could also have fun."

Jude: "Don't drag other people."

Ellis: "Maybe I'll get to see Jude's happiest face while living in this castle."

Jude: "Don't get your hopes up."

Ellis: "They all said it's natural to have difficulty trusting others without a reason."

Ellis: "Still Jude trusted me when we first met."

Jude: "Huh? I don't remember."

Ellis: "That's a lie. I know you have good memory."

Ellis: "Hey, why did you want to make such a promise to someone you've never met before?"

Jude: ".......No reason. I was feeling crazy."

Ellis: "Hmmmm?"

Jude: ".........What?"

Ellis: "Nothing. I just felt like trust without any reason might be the happiest thing."

Jude: "You...shut up already."

The footsteps of two people did not approach or leave, but simply echoed side by side into the darkness.

Ellis: "......Shall we buy some souvenirs to take home."

Jude: ".......Do what you wish."

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lizzieislife94x · 5 months

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Concentrate (w.m)

Wanda Maximoff x G!P Reader

Y/ns POV:

"Babe are you ready the party started 20 minutes ago" I yell to my girlfriend "yeah yeah I'm coming y/n calm...wow" she stops and stares atme in awe making me feel extremely shy "baby stop looking at me" I giggle as she wraps her arms around me kissing my jawline "I will never get tired of seeing you all dressed up in a suit its extremely sexy" I blushand slap her ass "shhhh let's go we need to get to the compound we're already late" I giggle leaving a gentle kiss on her cheek and walk out to the car gently pulling her behind me as we get to the car I open her door for her "my lady" I gently curtsey for her as she giggles "oh my such a gentle woman " I laugh as I close the door and run round to the drivers side andstart out journey as she rests her hand on my thigh "I really love when you wear suits you look amazing" she says out of the blue looking at me with a huge smile "that's why i wear them Tony's stupid party's because I know you love it" I smile back after 20 minutes we arrive at the compound and I run round to open her door "why thank you baby" she smiles waiting to take my hand as we walk in "Wanda! Y/n" a drunken Tony yells running over to us pulling us into a hug "drunk already old man" I joke aswe both laugh and head in to enjoy the party "Here you go baby" i smile handing Wanda her drink and start to drink my own "so how long have you guys been together now" Bruce asks with a smile "a little over 3 years" we say in unison and look at each other with a smile " wow that's amazing I knew you guys hit it off right away" Nat smirks at us "stop it you'll make her blush" Wanda giggles "ohh come dance with me baby" she drags me to the dance floor as we dance like no one's watching "god I love you so fucking much" I whisper to her ear "and I love you so fucking much baby" we spend half an hour dancing before I tap out "baby I'm going to get a drink want one" she smiles and nods and I head to the bar to get 2 drinks and take one over to Wanda who's sitting on the couch making me giggle "tired too huh?" I ask as I sit beside her handing her my drink "fuck yes geez can definitely tell I'm not 21 anymore" she giggles as we sit and talk.

We've been here for 4 hours it's just past midnight and I have a tipsy girlfriend "I want to make a baby with you" she giggles sitting on my lap straddling me with a smirk as I look at her shocked "I'm being serious y/n I want to start a family with you" as I let what she says sink in I smile and kiss her gently "I want a family with you too Wanda" she wraps her arms around me pulling me in for a tight hug "let's go home so we can start the baby making process " she whispers into my ear seductively as she gently bites it "yep yes definitely let's go baby" we stand up to leave and say our goodnights and goodbyes to our friends as we head to the car "so does that mean no more condoms baby" I ask as she pushes me against the car "nope no more condoms " as the words and her pushing her body against me hit me I feel my bulge start to grow "fuck let's get home" I quickly open her door and fall running round to side as she giggles I start the car and head home after 5 minutes of driving I feel her rubbing my thigh getting higher and higher "fuckkkk baby I'm driving" I moan out and she smirks at me as she unzips my suit pants and pulls my dick out stroking it ever so slowly "concentrate baby" I can tell she's grinning as her pace increased and I moan trying to concentrate on the road a head "fuck Wanda that feels amazing " I moan not daring to look her way "shhh eyes on the road baby" as her hand gets faster I feel the knot in my stomach "shiiiit baby I'm gonna cum" I breath out and it only encourages her to get faster I bite my lip hard as I start to cum shooting my load all up my suit and Wandas hands and arms "Holy shit y/n there was so much" I sigh as the pleasure washes over me and try to control my breathing as I pull over and look to my girlfriend "that was amazing but also so fucking naughty what if I crashed" I try to say with a straight face "I told you to concentrate baby" she says with an innocent voice fuck this woman is something else "panties off now and get out and bend over the hood and wait like a good girl" Ismirk as she hands me her panties and heads out to get into position I sit back and watch for a minute before heading out to my waiting girlfriend and I bite my lip as she looks at me with begging eyes "now should I fuck you or make you wait" I smirk as she looks at me "please baby fuck me fill me with your cum, put a baby in me" my eyes widen slightly as a moan leaves my lips, why can't I say no to this woman I unzip my pants and pull my hardened member out and run it through her wet folds groaning at the sensation of her wet cunt "please don't tease me baby" she whimpers I grip her hair pulling her head back to allow me access to her neck as she moans and I slam deep inside her as I moan into her ear "shitttt baby so good fuck i love feeling you without the condom" she moans making me thrust harder and faster "I love being inside you with no condom" I moan fucking her cunt at a brutal pace "yes fuck y/n I need you to fill me put a baby in me" she screams loudly I groan as my orgasm approaches "so close baby" I almost yell as I feel her walls clamp my cock tight letting me know she's hit her orgasm I continue to thrust as I unload my cum deep inside my needy girlfriend and close my eyes "oh fuck Wanda" I slide out of my girlfriend as she whimpers "I'm keeping the panties baby you don't need them tonight " I smirk as I help Wanda stand properly and we get back into the car "I wasn't gonna put them back on baby" she smirks biting her lip as I drive home with a smile on my face.

AN: just a little update hope you enjoy if you have any requests feel free to message me and I'll do my best for you 😊 stay hydrated people word Count for this chapter is 1.2k

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mamadoc · 4 months

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Here’s a preview of the next chapter of my Chenford Fanfiction story. Enjoy!

With that Angela hung up the phone. “Wesley!” she hollered as loud as she dared to without waking up their toddler. “Come to the kitchen!”

He jogged in a minute later. “What’s wrong? They didn’t have the right milk?”

“No. The milk is fine,” she said pointing to the counter.

Wesley saw the grocery bags and started to load them all into the fridge. “So? What’s going on?”

“Tim is in love.”

“Tim? Tim Bradford? He broke up with that Barbie girl a few months ago, right? So, this is someone new?”

“Yeah. It’s the craziest story. He told me the beginning of the story when he was here on Christmas evening, but I think you were giving Jack a bath at the time. Anyway, he was in Denver with his sister and her kids, right? They ended up getting snowed in on Christmas Eve, and he met a woman at the airport. She lives here in LA, and they’ve seen each other every day since! You should have heard him on the phone. He’s totally smitten!” She whacked him on the chest to emphasize her point.

“Tim? Smitten?” he said, pulling the corners of his mouth into a frown and squinting his eyes. “Wow. I can’t imagine what that looks like.”

“I know, right? I told her that he has to bring her to the party on New Year’s Eve, so you’ll get to meet her then.” Then she curled up her lips into a devious smile. “But I am having lunch with her tomorrow, and Tim has no clue!” She cackled at the thought of it.

“Wait, you’re having lunch with her tomorrow? How?”

“That’s the best part of the story. He went all the way to Denver to meet a detective from North Hollywood!” Her mouth was agape in amazement at the coincidence of it all. “And Sergeant Caradine has been trying to recruit her to join our group with the other detectives retiring. He told me today that we’re meeting her for lunch tomorrow. Crazy, right?” Angela was blown away with how it was all coming together.

“Hold on a minute. A detective at North Hollywood? What’s her name?”

“Lucy Chen.”

“WHAT??!!” he said, his jaw practically on the floor. “Lucy Chen?” he repeated.

“Yeah. Why?”

“I know Lucy Chen. We met soon after I started with the DA. She used to date Chris Sanford from my office. I just helped her out yesterday with deal for someone who had information about some mall shooting.”

Now it was Angela’s turn to be shocked. “What? And you’ve been holding out on me?”

“For the record, I had no idea I was holding out on you.” He took a breath and said, “She has long, dark, wavy hair and brown eyes with a petite build. Maybe she’s part Asian based on her name? She’s very kind and compassionate. She seems to care a lot about the people who would otherwise be labeled ‘felons.’ We seem to have some shared beliefs about prosecuting the poor, underserved, and racial minorities. She’s very insightful and a deep thinker. And she always seems cheerful.”

“And she likes Tim?” Angela said, taking in all the information. “Huh.”

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you-remind-me-of-the-babe · 30 days

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An ask game for writers to procrastinate working on your WIPs

Thank you for tagging me @ic3-que3n @theearlgreymage @wellbelesbian @shrekgogurt @orange-peony @youarenevertooold @whatevertheweather @thewholelemon @cutestkilla @aristocratic-otter @monbons @emeryhall @valeffelees (wow everyone is out here playing huh?)

🦈Tell us the name of your / one of your WIP(s)

As of right now, I’m going with Back and Back and Back but that may change.

🍄Decscribe your wip / one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”

Past flashbacks in which Baz grows up being visited by an older Simon in the woods outside his house in Hampshire + current 7th year Simon suddenly finds himself traveling back in time to visit young Baz = both Simon and Baz trying to figure out what’s happening in the present, resulting in them falling in love in a mesh of past and present

🌍What tags or warnings will your / one of your wip(s) need if you intend to share it?

Soulmates, time travel, canon divergent, Watford-era, angst with a happy ending, kid!Baz, lightly inspired by Time Traveler’s Wife.

🧭An alternative title to your / one of your WIP(s)?

I mentioned this last week, but I quite like Start at the End, even though I don’t think it technically is accurate or describes the fic.

⚠️Which wip you’re most likely to finish or update next?

Idk, this one will be quite long, but everything else in my WIP folder are just attempts at starting a premise I liked, but none of them have gotten much traction, so probably this one? Hopefully?

💾What is your document of your wip / a wip called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

Time Travel AU

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He whistles, looking around and finally taking the time to fully appreciate the tree house.

“Did you make this?”

“With help,” I explain. “Some from Father. Mostly from you.”

His eyebrows raise in surprise. That’s one thing I’ve yet to figure out, why he forgets. Sometimes, he remembers our past visits with more detail than I do. As if they’d just happened the day before instead of years ago. Other times, he can’t remember something as big as building a treehouse with me. He reminds me of my grandmother, when her dementia had its grips on her. She’d recall something from her childhood so clearly, and the next minute, she’d forget my name.

Father didn’t want me to call attention to it in front of her. He said it would only make her more confused. So I don’t mention it to him, either. We just sort of…dance around it, without mentioning it outright. (He’d fit right in with my family, honestly.) I just clarify things and then we move on.

♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP

I was thinking about having the Humdrum be a time traveling younger Simon, or something like that, in addition to current Simon being a time traveler. Like, they discover there’s another version of him traveling, but I thought that would be too confusing. So instead, he’s just the regular ol’ Humdrum.

🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

I have a lil Drabble in my head about Baz being sad while his wedding ring is getting fixed by the jewelers for a week so Simon has to cheer him up. (It me. Rubbing my empty ring finger all week while it’s getting fixed and I hate it not being there.)

🤡How many Wips are you actively working on?

Actively? I think just this one right now. There are about 4 other half starts from earlier this year when I was just throwing spaghetti noodles at the wall to see what stuck. Some of them I may come back to if I get a burst of inspiration or something.

🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

(One of) the big reveals because the scene carries a lot of emotional weight, and I want to do it right.

❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

And kudos to anyone who read this far!

Anyone else want to play? @facewithoutheart @hushed-chorus @iamamythologicalcreature @ileadacharmedlife @blackberrysummerblog @run-for-chamo-miles @mooncello @angelsfalling16 @artsyunderstudy and anyone else interested! 💜

#tumblr tag game #writing process #my writing

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optimisticsaladalpaca · 9 months

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What the fuck. Like, seriously. What in the fuck was this post back in April. Who in their right mind actually sat their ass down to go on a whole rant about how an indie animation is a clone of another show that came out after the first? You can tell that this person was born with an ability. And that ability is stupidity.

Ok, so let's recap on this major 'what the fuck' post. I'm just going to point out things that makes absolutely no sense.

Do you know how many shooting games tend use firearms as one of the weapons when you first play it? Do you not know that firearms existed waaaaaay before Helluva Boss was getting developed? Because I guarantee you, Helluva Boss was not the only one that referenced about firearms at all. There's no originality. It's just straight up inspiration. Who cares if Lackadaisy is using similar weapons! You're acting like Helluva Boss owns that shit, dawg.

So actors can't voice another character after the previous one? Wow! Didn't think that was a rule now. My fucking god bloody hell... Michael Dietz who voiced Vee from The Owl House was the same lady who voiced Amethyst from Steven Universe for gods sake. Why is Michael Kovach voicing Rocky a bad thing? All because he used to be Angel Dust? Be glad that he's actually voicing a character that doesn't constantly swear and bring up corny middle school sex jokes that take up almost half of the pilot.

...This right here was one of the most stupidest takes I've ever seen in media and it will forever stay in my memory. Because what. The actual. Fuck. MOXXIE AIN'T THE ONLY ONE THAT WEARS A BOWTIE, BRO!

SO MANY SHOWS AND MOVIES ALWAYS GOT THAT ONE FANCY PERSON THAT NEEDS A BOWTIE, ESPECIALLY GIRLS. THERE'S NO ORIGINALITY. ANY CHARACTER CAN WEAR A BOWTIE...HOW IS THAT COPYING? THAT'S LIKE SAYING A CERTAIN CAR IS A COPY OF YOURS BECAUSE IT'S THE SAME COLOR LIKE...HUH? WHY WOULD YOU JUDGE FRENKLE BASED ON CLOTHING? WHO DOES THAT??? DOES THE OP HAVE BRAIN DAMAGE? HAVE THEY SEEN DONALD DUCK? BECAUSE HE WEARS A BOWTIE TOO... WHAT ABOUT MUSICIANS? BUTLERS? BUSINESS WORKERS? THEY ALL WEAR A BOW TIES...

Lackadaisy has been worked on since 2006 and it has wonderful world building with enjoyable characters that you can actually love. It's also refreshing because it doesn't have unnecessary sex jokes or swearing just to prove that it's "mature." And it actually has funny humor. Lackadaisy is it's own thing and I love the concept of it being in St Louis and that it takes place in the 1920s. Not to mention, it took the Lackadaisy crew four years to work on the animation pilot. Fucking 4 and it hasn't changed it's story since it was first created years ago. It had it's own ideas and interesting plot, while Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel have been getting worked on AFTER that! Plus, they aren't even comparable. They are completely different.

Lackadaisy is about cats that wanna shoot each other until their eyes stop activating. Helluva Boss and Hazbin Hotel take place in literal HELL. LACKADAISY TAKES PLACE ON EARTH 😬....

These Helluva Boss, Hazbin Hotel fans make me sick. Lackadaisy is better than both of these trashy shows and that's my own opinion. The fact that an actual great western pilot is getting compared to a horny demon show is beyond me.

#helluva boss critical #helluva boss critique #hazbin critical #hazbin hotel critique #hazbin hotel critical #helluva boss criticism

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paradiqms · 1 year

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(4) to you, 2000 years from now.

hongjoong x fem!reader.

tags: angst, captain!hongjoong, royalty!reader, betrayals, misunderstandings, mentions of death, cruelty, fluff here n there, fantasy setting, strangers to lovers to enemies to..?

summary: after the death of your parents and near fall of your kingdom, you have no choice but to leave your first love in order to keep the kingdom in balance with you as the new ruler. years later, you see a familiar face - but instead of being in your arms, he's kneeling in front of the guillotine.

word count: 5,6k

currently, four out of ?

previous.

“you’re growing pretty fond of her, aren’t you?” hongjoong snaps his head up from the piece of paper he’s currently scribbling on to face the person who had spoken up. he’s met with a tall man, leaning against the doorframe of his cramped room, adorning a face that’s similar to his own.

“oh, beomjoong hyung,” the light haired boy breathes out with a small smile on his lips as he greets his older brother. “i didn’t see you there.”

“uh huh,” beomjoong scoffs lightly at his younger brother before inviting himself into the room. “that’s because you’re too busy writing about your little girlfriend again.”

hongjoong feels his face burn up at the older man’s words, which elicits a cheeky laugh from the latter. as much as he wanted to refute, beomjoong is actually correct about one thing – he is writing about you, like how he does every day without fail.

“she’s not my girlfriend.” hongjoong mumbles under his breath as he keeps his head hanging low to avoid his brother’s teasing gaze, which only makes the redness of his cheeks flare up until the tips of his ears.

“not yet, you mean.” beomjoong grins widely at his brother’s reaction before grabbing one of the many papers stacked up on hongjoong’s work table, holding the piece of parchment above his head as the young sibling tries to snatch it back.

“wow, you really outdid yourself with this one. who knew you’d be such a sap?” the older sibling laughs as he reads the poem written down on the paper despite hongjoong cursing at him.

“give it back, you’re gonna crumple it!” hongjoong groans, eye twitching at the way beomjoong is basically gripping onto his paper as if his life depended on it. he was planning to paste that one on his wall tonight after he reads it to you during your nightly visit, but he can’t do that if it’s all ugly and wrinkled by the hands of his brother.

after several attempts, the hongjoong finally gets his own hands on the paper and he immediately tries to straighten it out, but he frowns once he realizes it’s beyond repair at this point. beomjoong merely laughs at the dejected face his younger brother is making, which makes hongjoong frown even deeper, but there’s a playful hint behind it rather than genuine distress.

“did you come here just to ruin my work or what?” the light haired boy huffs. beomjoong shrugs his shoulders a little before dragging over a nearby chair to sit himself next to his younger brother by his work table, eyes wandering around the room. particularly, the pieces of paper pasted on the walls.

“joong-ah.” beomjoong says, a clear change in his tone compared to the playful one just moments ago. the younger one blinks, feeling the aura shift in the air around him, and he frowns. his brother is rarely this serious – and if he’s is, that means something’s up.

“yeah?” hongjoong replies reluctantly as he sits down next to his older sibling.

“… what are you doing?” beomjoong sighs, and hongjoong feels his heart drop. “i know you like this girl, and i understand, you’ve made quite a connection with her.”

seeing his brother tense up and lower his gaze, beomjoong can only sigh as he places a comforting hand over hongjoong’s shoulder.

“but you need to remember why we came here in the first place.” the older sibling continues. “once mother and father have succeeded, we have to leave. there’s no staying for us in this kingdom. save yourself from the heartbreak, won’t you?”

hongjoong can only grit his teeth from the words that fall from his brother’s mouth. they all carry the truth, there’s not a single doubt, and that’s why he hates it. the fact that he had met you, and even fell in love with you, under possibly the worst circumstances ever makes him clench his fists at how unfair it feels.

he’s not supposed to stay, hongjoong has been reminded of this ever since he arrived to this kingdom. for him and his family, there’s no such thing as a place they can call ‘home’, for they have moved from one kingdom to another for as long as hongjoong can remember in search of something that almost seems impossible to find at this point. all these years, he has been great at avoiding unnecessary attachment to anyone and anything, he was never the type to even reminisce much on the previous lands that he has found himself in before. they were insignificant to him, only mere specks in his journey.

but then you came crashing into his life – well, it was him who crashed into yours, he supposes. he remembers the way he bumped into you that day in the town square, making you fall backwards. he remembers the twinkle in your eyes when you looked up at him as he offered to help you back on your feet, the shine of the sun in the sky making you look like one of the ethereal beings that hongjoong had read about only in books. not only were you as beautiful as the meadow flowers that hongjoong would pick up and press into his books, you were also kind, incredibly so, as you helped him out of certain death even when you had just met him.

so, hearing his brother say that he’s only leading himself into heartbreak, hongjoong can’t help but protest.

“no,” the light haired boy says, ignoring the way beomjoong’s eyes widen. “i’m sorry, hyung, but you don’t understand. i’ve made more than just ‘quite’ a connection with her, i– she means everything to me. i know we can’t stay here forever, but that’s exactly why i can’t let her go just yet. i want to spend all of my remaining days here with her, even when i’ll end up heartbroken.”

hongjoong avoids his brother’s gaze, because he knows there’s disappointment in his eyes, but he can’t bring himself to care anymore.

“she’s worth it, hyung. she’s worth every heartbreak, every tear i’ll spill for her once we part. i know i won’t regret it, not when it’s her.”

beomjoong’s eyes soften at his younger brother’s words. he thinks it’s the first time that he has seen hongjoong so passionate about his relationship with someone, after all these years of pushing everyone away even before a single connection had the chance to form. he frowns deeply as he knows that his brother will definitely face the heartbreak of a lifetime once he parts from you, but as his younger sibling returns his gaze with one that’s showing no signs of backing up, beomjoong can only sigh in defeat.

“alright then, joong.” the older of the pair concedes, much to hongjoong’s surprise. “i don’t think i can convince you any further, can i? always so stubborn.”

at his brother’s words, hongjoong smiles softly.

“thanks, hyung.” he says, voice trembling only slightly. “i appreciate it.”

“whatever, kid.” beomjoong stands up from his seat before placing a hand on top of his brother’s head to ruffle up his hair despite the grumpy protests. “maybe introduce me to her some time, yeah?”

hopefully, hongjoong thinks, hopefully he will get the chance to introduce you to his brother. as well as his parents, if fate is kind enough to allow it.

but alas, fate has never once been on hongjoong’s side. and it never will be.

fate, the heavens, destiny, hell maybe even the gods – they’ve all banded together to make a fool out of hongjoong, to build him up with the greatest creation they made out of stardust and the shines of sunlight, only to tear him down with the same creation.

it was you all along. hongjoong was too blinded by the light that you emitted to see the dark lies that you’ve been feeding him all this time. he feels choked in the middle of the sea of people that have gathered within the execution grounds, his heart aching so much as if sorrow is sinking it’s sharp claws into his chest, threatening to dig into him and tear out the one thing that’s keeping him alive.

he can’t even hear his own cries anymore as he watches three figures line up towards the guillotine, faces that resemble his own covered with dirty sacks. the first person is forced onto his knees to kneel in front of the guillotine, and when the sack is removed, the angered screams of the crowd turn into background noise, as hongjoong can only focus on the quiet apology that falls from the person’s lips.

“joong-ah,” beomjoong whispers, a weak smile on his face. “you know what to do. i’m sorry.”

hongjoong turns away. the shrill sound of the blade coming down rings in his head, followed by the sick cheers of the people around him, and he can only bring himself to lift his head up and stare at the person who started it all.

to see your familiar face, clear from any emotions as you stand next to a king who orders for the execution of his family, it almost makes him laugh. to think that you, the person who hongjoong wanted to spend his life with, would be the one to ruin it with the calmest look on your face that he once admired under the moonlight. this was the first time he had seen you in weeks after he gave you all the love he could from a heart that he knew you would break one day, but not like this – why, hongjoong cries, why would you do this?

when you finally turn you head to look at him, he feels nothing but anger.

“joong?” you call out for him, a sweetness clinging onto your voice as you use the name that his brother would call him with.

“don’t,” hongjoong sobs as he grits his teeth, reddened eyes staring into yours that hold nothing but emptiness. “don’t call me that.”

but you don’t listen to the weeps of a man who you’ve destroyed in every way possible.

you call out for him again and again, repeating the same name that only makes hongjoong’s heart break further. his head throbs as it’s filled with the sound of your voice, a ringing in his ears that makes him feel like there’s blood dripping out and an ache in his throat as he begs for you to stop.

“joong,” you repeat, as if the cries of your first love mean nothing to you. “hongjoong, hey, wake up. hongjoong. hongjoong!”

“hongjoong, capt, wake up!”

the sound of a dagger being unsheathed echoes through the dark and quiet room as hongjoong presses the blade he keeps under his pillow against the throat of the person who’s standing next to his bed. he hears a small whimper, and it takes a few blinks of his weirdly moist eyes to finally adjust themselves in the darkness to recognize who’s in front of him.

“…wooyoung?” hongjoong whispers, quickly putting away his dagger. “what are you doing here?”

“ugh, i should’ve made san wake you up instead.” the red haired man grimaces as he rubs over the front of his neck where hongjoong’s blade was pressed on, making the captain snort lightly.

“anyway,” wooyoung continues, shifting slightly on his feet. “there’s, uh… a little problem with the queen.”

hongjoong hums, ignoring the dull ache that’s starting to crawl into his chest once again at the mere mention of you.

“don’t bother me if it’s just a ‘little’ problem.” the captain groans as he sits himself properly on the edge of his messy bed, combing a hand through his dark hair. he catches the way wooyoung is playing with his fingers nervously by his peripheral vision.

“yeah, about that…” the younger of the two mumbles. “okay, it’s not actually ‘little’. she’s refusing to eat or even talk to us ever since she woke up, like, three days ago? and she’s not going to unless she speaks with the captain.”

a scoff that he’s unable to suppress escapes from hongjoong’s lips once wooyoung is done talking. to be truthful, he’s been avoiding you as much as he can ever since he ordered his crew to bring you on his ship. it’s a cowardly thing to do, he’s quite aware, but a piece of him isn’t ready to face you again.

“alright,” hongjoong brings himself to sigh out after a moment. “i’ll be there in a moment.”

“aye, captain!” wooyoung puts on a dorky smile on his face before making his way out of hongjoong’s private quarters, closing the door behind him.

once the red haired boy is out of his personal space, hongjoong drags a calloused hand over his face, cringing to himself when he feels the wetness on his cheeks. he stands up from the comfort of his bed to walk over to his dresser, staring at himself in the mirror.

his eyes are puffy and red from sleep (at least that’s what he’s convinced himself to be the reason) and the skin of his face is as pale as the sheets he was resting under. as he looks at his reflection, he can’t help but be reminded of the one who shares the same features but slightly sharper and more mature than his own.

before hongjoong can be pulled down into another spiral of sorrow, he turns away to walk out of his room and towards the crew’s quarters.

“your majesty, please calm down–” wooyoung’s voice reaches hongjoong’s ears when he’s halfway down the wooden stairs that lead towards the lower part of the ship, and he raises a curious eyebrow. “the captain will be here shortly, just stop squirming– ow! she bit me!”

“don’t touch me, you filthy pirate.” hongjoong stops in his track for a moment when he hears you speak up. for a moment, he’s considering going back up to his room and let seonghwa handle the situation instead, but he straightens himself up and puts on the best face he can manage in your presence before descending further down the stairs.

he’s met with a rather comical scene of wooyoung crouching on the floor, cradling his left hand to his chest while san rubs his friend’s back soothingly. the taller of the duo notices hongjoong’s presence, and a quick smile appears on his lips.

“good morning, captain!” san waves with his free hand. “wooyoung was trying to feed her majesty over there since she hasn’t eaten anything for the past three days, but she refused and bit him.”

“i see.” is all that hongjoong can manage to say out loud as he feels your heavy gaze on him. he can see you from the corner of his eye, an arm stretched above your head due to your hand still being cuffed onto the pillar, just like how he left you several days ago. he can feel your eyes staring holes onto him, particularly the band on his arm.

captain’s armband, an obvious little piece of garment that clings onto the sleeve of his coat. he hadn’t worn it when he was away from the ship during his few days in the dirty cells under the palace that was under your rule, and when he put it back on again, it felt like coming home. but right now, the black band feels like it’s burning through the fabric of his clothes and searing his skin.

the crew’s quarters are uncomfortably quiet, save for the occasional creaks of wood and sloshing of water against the sides of the ship. hongjoong’s eyes are empty as he gazes forward, away from you, his mind reeling with all the possible outcomes that might arise from the current interaction.

he’s expecting for you to curse at him, to yell at him with all the anger you could store in your body when you finally realize what he’s become just like how you did back in the dungeons. the memory squeezes hongjoong’s chest, and he makes the decision to finally turn to you with fire that he sparked up himself swirling in his eyes.

“look who’s finally awake.” he says, his voice no higher than a whisper as if he’s untrusting of himself to speak any louder, fearing that his tone might falter. “took you some time, your highness.”

as he’s slowly approaching you, your gaze doesn’t move from the armband.

“cat got your tongue?” hongjoong scoffs, stopping himself once he’s standing right in front of you. “my crew told me you wanted to speak to the captain, so here i am. you better start talking before i lose my patience.”

you don’t respond. instead, you shift your attention from the armband and towards hongjoong’s face, your eyes searching for his own.

“you’re alive…” the man hears you breathe out, and he feels lightheaded. there’s a softness in your gaze as you look up at him from the hammock you’re sitting on, and it almost makes him falter.

almost.

“of course i’m alive.” hongjoong scoffs as he steps back from you. he feels that if he were to spend another second being too close in your presence, he might give in to you, especially when you almost sound like you’re relieved to see him. “your sorry excuse of royal guards wouldn’t be able to kill me even if they tried.”

you’re quiet again for a moment, suffocating hongjoong with your silence as he feels his heart race in his chest, and he notices a subtle change in your expression before you’re scowling at him.

“you’re a pirate now,” you hiss, eyes flickering towards the band that wraps itself around hongjoong’s arm before continuing. “not just a mere pirate, but a captain? hongjoong, what–”

“you are not fit to speak my name.” the man warns, poison in his tone that seeps into your veins and almost brings your heart to a stop.

hongjoong ignores the look on your face, one that carries your obvious heartbreak from his words. he straightens his back and tilts his head slightly higher to look down on you before speaking again.

“you might be a queen, but this is my ship, and i am captain. you’re only allowed to address me as such. if i hear you speak my name one more time, i won’t hesitate to cut your tongue off.”

your eyes widen once the man before you finishes speaking, and you can only afford to stare at him. you search his face for any signs of bluffing, maybe even softness, or absolutely anything that could get you to believe that the gentle poet you used to know is somewhere in there, but you find nothing. the man, or captain, returns your stare with one of his own, eyes void of any vulnerability with not a speck of the innocence you used to associate him with, and you frown.

your dear poet is, without a doubt, truly gone. all that’s left is a husk of the man you used to love, standing before you with hatred in his eyes that were once your favorite to gaze into under the moonlight.

“fine,” you breathe out, conceding into the man as you can’t bring yourself to fight back anymore. “i see how it is. it’s not like i know you anymore, anyway.”

hongjoong blinks. the ache in his chest never left ever since he came to see you, but it’s beginning to grow and mess with his head as he takes in your words.

fine, hongjoong thinks to himself. if that’s how you’re playing, then so be it.

“don’t flatter yourself,” the captain scoffs. “you never truly knew me in the first place.”

lies. you were the only one who understood me.

ignoring the screaming of protests in his own head, the dark haired man watches with a stony face as you struggle to reply to him. he watches as your lips twist into a disheartened frown, the corner of your eyes prickling with tears, and suddenly, hongjoong can’t look at you anymore.

“if you’ve got nothing more to say,” he turns around, facing his back to you. “then i’ll be leaving. all you ever do is waste my time.”

lies! i would spend all of my remaining time on this damn earth with you.

“wooyoung, san,” the captain calls out for the duo who were merely standing in the corner while he was conversing with you, and they immediately straighten up when referred to. “let’s go.”

the two boys respond with a quiet ‘yes, captain’ before tailing behind the shorter male towards the main deck. wooyoung spares a quick glance to you, and he can’t stop the pity from growing in his chest as he watches you sob on the hammock you’ve been placed on, muffling your cries with your free hand.

once they’re all back on the main deck, hongjoong turns towards the two boys.

“i’m assigning her to the two of you,” the captain speaks. “make sure she doesn’t die. force her to eat, for all i care. we need her once we’ve arrived at the next kingdom.”

without another word, he walks away from the duo and goes back into his private quarters, the harsh slam of the wooden door making the two boys flinch slightly.

that night, the entire ship is silent, save for the gentle sobs that can be heard from the crew’s quarters and the sound of glass shattering from the captain’s room.

seonghwa has known hongjoong longer than the rest of the crew. as the captain’s right-hand man and trusted friend, he’s responsible for taking over the other man’s work whenever he’s unavailable to. it’s his duty, one that he has been faithful to for the past six years.

this time, however, seonghwa is not sure how much longer he can fill in for hongjoong while the latter merely locks himself in his private quarters, day and night. he hasn’t seen the shorter man for god knows how long while they’re on their way to the next destination, and it’s beginning to get on his nerves.

“captain,” seonghwa knocks on the wooden door that leads to the captain’s quarters, leaning in slightly. “i’m coming in. i’m not taking no as an answer.”

when the blond haired man receives nothing from behind the door, he takes it as a sign of approval to push the door open and enter the private quarters.

the spacious room is dark, as it always has been, with only a few streams of sunlight escaping through the curtains that flow with the ocean breeze from the open windows. despite the darkness, seonghwa’s sharp eyes need not long to adjust themselves, and he can easily make out the absolute mess within the captain’s room.

bits of shattered glass litter the floor alongside multiple empty liquor bottles, some standing tall while others roll along the wooden panels. sheets of paper, once stacked nicely on the captain’s work table, are now in disarray and some even torn into small pieces.

the sight makes seonghwa’s eye twitch. but what almost infuriates him even further is when he notices the familiar stature of his captain, simply sitting on the edge of his bed, wearing the same clothes he had worn the last time seonghwa saw him outside his quarters several days ago. his hair is unkempt, sticking upwards in several directions, and the blond pirate can make out the greasiness of the black locks even as he stands quite far from the captain.

the room is quiet when both of the two men decide not to speak up for a moment.

“if you’re here to patronize me,” hongjoong breaks the silent, a slight hoarse sticking onto his voice. “i won’t hesitate to put a bullet in your head.”

“with your current condition?” seonghwa scoffs as he walks closer to the captain’s bed, the heels of his shoes clicking against the wooden flooring. “i doubt you can even lift your weapon.”

hongjoong reaches an arm out to stop seonghwa from coming any closer, the palm of his hand pressed against the latter’s stomach.

“don’t,” he scowls, head kept down. “i’m gross.”

“we’re pirates,” seonghwa manages to breathe out a gentle laugh. “we’re supposed to be gross.”

hongjoong can only scowl further before letting his arm fall back onto the mattress. without wasting any of their time, seonghwa casually seats himself next to the other man, the soft mattress sinking under his weight before he begins talking.

“how much longer are you going to do this to yourself, hongjoong?” he speaks, making sure his voice remains gentle but firm enough to knock some sense into the latter. “we’ve barely seen you these days, and you’re our captain, for god’s sake. if this is about the girl then–”

“don’t.” hongjoong hisses. seonghwa catches the way his fists curl up tightly. “don’t mention her to me.”

“and yet you were the one who wanted her onboard.” seonghwa rebuts, earning himself a hard glare from the other male. “do you see the problem? honestly, it’s almost childish from the way you’re ignoring your duties over a mere girl.”

“she–” hongjoong stutters over his words, pursing his lips as if he’s in thought to choose the right words. “she’s… not a mere girl. that’s the problem.”

over his friend’s words, seonghwa’s previously firm gaze softens up. he can hear the sorrow dripping from hongjoong’s voice that sounds like he’s been crying for days on end, and as much as it saddens him, it mostly surprises him more. in all the years he has known the other man, he’s never seen him shed tears like this over someone.

perhaps isolating himself in his private quarters could be justified, seonghwa thinks.

“i see.” the blond pirate mumbles. “you two must have quite the history, huh?”

“quite,” hongjoong manages to bring himself to scoff at his friend’s words. “i’d rather not talk about it, though.”

seonghwa nods, expressing his understanding on the pain of reminiscing memories with someone you’ve grown apart from. although, the older man thinks, simply grown apart might not be enough to explain the situation between hongjoong and the mysterious queen. the last time he had seen the latter seem so lost and broken, eyes swollen and red from all the tears he had shed, was the day they first met six years ago.

looking at the condition his friend is currently in and comparing it to the memory of their first meeting, seonghwa can only summarize that both occasions all come down to you.

to think that a simple girl could break down a man as strong and stone-hearted as hongjoong is now, making him look like the younger and more vulnerable version of himself six years ago, seonghwa can’t help but have his interest piqued.

so, after he offers a few more comforting words to his captain and exiting his private room, he heads directly to the crew’s quarters.

“seonghwa hyung!” a familiar voice stops the blond pirate from descending down the stairs that lead to the crew’s quarters, and he turns around to see a tuft of bright red hair.

“did captain say anything?” wooyoung questions, a curious glint in his eyes. “i saw you go into his room and now you’re going to visit miss royal down there, right?”

seonghwa blinks. wooyoung is known to have a loose lip among the crew, his chatterbox of a mouth paired with his never-ending curiosity almost always causing unnecessary headaches for everyone onboard. he’s more than useful during missions with his ability to get any information he wants from people, but said ability isn’t as appreciated when he uses it to dig the latest gossip amongst the crew.

“captain didn’t say much,” seonghwa straightens himself up. “but yes, i am going to pay a visit to the girl. it would be nice if you don’t eavesdrop, wooyoung.”

the younger one merely whines after being rejected, but he’s quick to regain his composure when he notices the stern look on the right-hand man’s face.

“fine, fine.” wooyoung huffs. “but be careful around her, she bites!”

seonghwa waves the latter off and tells him to go resume his own duties, to which he responds with a playful salute before walking away. the blond pirate continues his steps down the stairs, and he’s met with the sight of you, swinging gently on one of the hammocks with an arm stretched above your head due to being cuffed to the pillar.

as if startled by his presence, you quickly turn your head to the unfamiliar face that you’re unacquainted with. you were expecting, and honestly hoping, that it was wooyoung – since the red haired boy was the only one who showed an ounce of kindness to you during your stay these several days despite being the one who knocked you out in the first place.

to see someone who you haven’t met before makes your heart hammer nervously in your chest.

“hi,” the stranger speaks to you, a slight husk to his voice. “so you’re the one who’s causing all the trouble for our captain, huh?”

seonghwa watches with mild amusement when he notices the way your previously alarmed expression quickly turns to that of displeasure, your eyebrows arching downwards.

“screw your captain.” you spit out. “if anything, he’s the one who caused trouble for me. i didn’t asked to be brought onto his damn ship.”

“oh, but you have to be of some sort of importance to him if that’s so.” there’s an upward curl on the man’s lips that looks like a mischievous smirk, and it almost makes you sick.

“hell if i know,” you scowl. “from the way he spoke to me the other day, i’d say he sees me as nothing but a waste of time.”

the words that fall from your own lips stings into your chest, especially when you’re referring to him. if you were to tell your younger self that your first love would view you as a waste of time, she would’ve laughed at you.

“captain just needs some time to soften up,” seonghwa shrugs before stepping closer to you, making you instinctively inch backwards as much as you can while being seated on a hammock that’s swinging back and forth from the movement of the ship. “especially considering the history you two share.”

you feel the words you’d wish to spit out get choked in your throat, and you tilt your head downwards to avoid the gaze of the man who’s standing in front of you.

“i share no history with that captain of yours,” you mumble. “not anymore. he’s not the person i used to know.”

seonghwa merely hums, but his mind wanders endlessly. he leans closer to you, ignoring the way you’re grimacing up at him from your spot on the hammock as you lean backwards as much as you can to keep a proper distance between yourself and him, but he ignores you.

a clicking sound reaches your ears, and for the first time since you’ve arrived on the ship, you can move your arm.

“what–” you stutter, immediately massaging your shoulder the moment your arm falls free from the cuffs to ease the ache that’s been bothering you for days. “what– how did you– why did you do that?”

“one at a time, your majesty.” seonghwa chuckles as he takes a step back, tucking the handcuffs that once chained you to the pillar into his pocket. “stole the keys from the captain’s room, he was too busy sulking to notice.”

the sound of silver keys jingling against each other reaches your ears as they hang from the man’s slender fingers while he swings them around, as if to emphasize his statement.

“and as for why,” he continues. “we’ll be arriving at our next destination shortly. i want you to follow me once we’re there.”

you snap your head upwards to look at the blond pirate, the obvious bewilderment on your face making him stifle back an amused chuckle.

“however, don’t even think of escaping. just because i unchained you doesn’t mean i will hesitate to chain you again if you misbehave.”

“…fine.” you give in, ignoring the way the pirate offers you a praise for your obedience that reminds you of someone with a similar way of speaking back in your kingdom. at the reminder of him, you unconsciously rub your ring finger to play with the golden band, only for your heart to drop when you’re met with bare skin.

you catch a glint of light reflecting off a shiny surface from the pirate’s hands, and only now do you notice the way he’s rolling your ring across his fingers, a cheeky smile on his lips that only elicits a disgruntled scowl on your own.

“i’ll be taking my leave now,” the man announces, ignoring your demands of returning your ring. “i’ll be taking this as a gift for freeing you.”

“you sly bastard.” the insult leaves your lips in a low mumble as you glare at the pirate while he walks away from you. just as he places his foot on the first step of the stairs that lead towards the main deck, he turns to you once again.

“my name is seonghwa, by the way.” he informs. “make sure you remember that in your pretty little head.”

as the pirate, seonghwa, walks up the stairs and leaves you alone in the crew’s quarters once again, you can’t help but heave a heavy sigh before leaning back onto the hammock, allowing yourself to be swayed left and right as you stare at the ceiling.

for some reason, while you rub your fingers against the skin where your ring used to be placed over, you can’t help but feel like a sense of burden has been lifted.

next.

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#hongjoong x reader #hongjoong angst #hongjoong fic #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez angst #ateez x you #hongjoong x you #okay this was a little rushed and messy #hope you all still like it though mwah #seonghwa.. *side eye*

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Halloween is my favorite holiday, so I decided to write a second story based on the season.

It's a whump this time. It's haunted a house because i simply adore them.

Tw: panic attack, fainting and the usual warnings for gore.

"Please, please tell me that's not where we are going!" Hoseok's eyes dilated when he saw the three story building in front of them, his voice coming out in a squeak. He had a feeling the Run BTS episode was going to be spooky because it was only days away from Halloween, and he was right..

"Oh wow! It's huge! Namjoonie hyung what does is it say? Asl..?" Jungkook points to the letters on the front.

"[Asylum..?]" Namjoon reads the word in English looks it up on his phone, then translates it to korean. "The place is called Alysa asylum."

The car pulls up to the building next to the other staff car with the other members. Yoongi was holding onto Jin's hand, looking up at the massive building. "It's huge.."

Taehyung was on his phone, seeing what he could discover about the massive building in front of them. "It says it used to be a real one, but when it got shut down it got turned into a haunted house a few years ago.."

"A real one?" Hoseok swallows nervously, trying to not look up at the giant brick building in front of him.

"Hello everyone! Welcome to Alysa asylum!" A teenager greets them, but the boys didn't recognize him as one of their staff members. "My name is David and I'm one of the staff here. It's an honor to have you here."

"1,2,3.." Namjoon counts, and the members do their greeting, bowing to David.

"I was really surprised when my boss said we were going to be opening an hour early because we had special guests coming.. I've been listening to you guys since I was 13 years old.."

"Thank you for supporting us." Jungkook smiles.

"It really means a lot." Jimin bows.

"I'm honored to meet you too." Taehyung adds in, bowing with Jimin.

"Ah..Let's get right to business.." David blushes, feeling embarrassed. "We're a little short on time. This haunted house usually takes 30 minutes on average to get all the way through. You get 4 flags to put on your body, but the location must be within reason. The actors will try to remove them from you while you make your way through the house. If you have at least one of your flags left by the end of the house, you'll get a refund usually.. but for this game each flag you have when you return will be a free ticket for a fan."

"What happens if you lose all your flags?" Hoseok asks in a small voice. "Do they steal you away?" His eyes dilated in fear at the thought of being dragged out of the building away from his members.

"Oh, nothing like that. Don't worry. You'll still be able to continue through it with the others, and they'll most likely lose interest in trying to scare you. They are just interested in removing the flags. Usually, once you lose all your flags, you protect people who still have some." David explained to the group.

Hoseok let go of the breath he wasn't even aware he was holding, jumping with a small sound when he felt something touch him.

"Hyung it was just me. I'm sorry." Jungkook quickly pulls away from Hoseok with a frown. He wanted to comfort him by putting his arm around him, but it had the opposite effect.

"Jaykay, I'm sorry. It's okay." Hoseok hugs him from behind. "It's not your fault I'm jumpy. I just don't like scary things."

"I'm scared too. It's okay to be scared." Yoongi admits, reaching for his hand. "We'll all stay together. It'll be fine."

Hoseok takes it,feeling the cold sweat forming in the palm of Yoongi's hand. "Yeah, it'll be fine." He echos, taking a deep breath. "Let's go before I change my mind.."

Taehyung helps Jungkook put a flag close to the nape of his neck, his longer hair making only a couple inches poke through. "There. That's the last flag. Everyone else has theirs, right?"

"Yeah, I'm all set." Jimin says, looking at the other members. "Namjoon-ah you're missing a flag.."

"Huh?" He looks around, finding it on the floor, bending to pick it up."Ah, here it is. It must've been the one I tried getting on my back."

"I'll get it for you." Jimin says taking it from him and putting it on the center of his back, making sure it stays on by adding another piece of tape. "Is that good?"

"Yeah, that's fine. Thanks Jiminah." Namjoon says checking on everyone. "Alright, they said we can go in whenever we are ready.."

Yoongi reaches for Hoseok's hand. "You sure you can do this?"

"Yeah, yeah, I can do this. It's for army.." Hoseok says with determination, taking a deep breath to push down his fears that tightened in his belly. "Just don't let go. Okay?"

"I won't." Yoongi swears, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Then I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Hoseok swallowed hard, watching Namjoon open the door. "Let's do this.."

The first room had a flashing strobe light, making it hard to make out what was in the room. Jin grabs onto Namjoons arm, looking around the room nervously.

"I don't see anything except fake spiders and fake blood.." Jin states, but he spoke to soon.

A woman with blonde hair wrapped in fake cobwebs that blended in with all the fake webs covering the room starts screaming as soon as they get close to her. "[HELP! HELP THEYRE GOING TO EAT ME!]" She says in a shrill voice speaking in English, a large robotic spider moving towards her.

Hoseok,Jin and Jimin all scream at the sudden new voice. Yoongi's eyes widen, clutching Hoseok's hand to his chest, the scream caught in his throat.

Jin puts his hand over his heart, frozen in place as she continues to scream for help. Jungkook pulls on his hand to get him moving again.

"Come on Jinnie-hyung, it's okay.." Jungkook jumped at the sudden sound, but it didn't scare him like the other members

Jimin clings to Taehyung's arm. "That scared me.. I thought my heart was gonna jump out of my chest." He takes a breath to try to calm his breathing.

"It's okay..I got you." Taehyung gave his hand a squeeze. "It's not real.."

Hoseok leaves first,pulling on Yoongi to try to escape, Jin following with Jungkook in tow, quickly avoiding the woman trying to grab at the flags.

"[So sorry. Gotta go.]" Taehyung leaves pulling Jimin with him, holding tightly so his clammy hand doesn't slip away. Jimin quickly grabs Namjoon’s hand to be sure he doesn't get left behind.

J-hope was disoriented in the next room, his heart throbbing in his chest already. The room was filled with fog, making him unable to know what he was into. "I don't want to be in front.." His voice comes out three octaves higher than usual, pushing Jungkook in front.

Namjoon rushes to Hoseok, standing close to him. "Hey.. hey its okay.. it's just actors. Take a deep breath.."

Hoseok takes a deep breath, but the moment he starts to feel a little better, he hears the sound of a chain saw, a masked man running towards them. He buries his face in Jungkook's shoulder, a high-pitched whine coming from him. He wanted to run, but his legs were frozen in place, knees locking in place, making his head spin.

Something is coming.. move...please move...

A small hoard of zombies enter from the rooms o on either side of the corridor, targeting the members going after the flags that glowed under the black light.

"[Run! Run don't let them get you!]" The man with the chainsaw calls out, cutting down one of the zombies, the fake saw touching it made the fake blood packets on the zombie burst, the fake blood dripping down as the zombie falls.

Jin takes off running, screaming as fright takes over, trying to escape the situation, his heart racing painfully in his chest. He keeps a firm grip on Namjoon’s hand, forcing him to flee with him.

"Hyung please, you're gonna make me fall!" Namjoon stumbles over his own feet. "Wait for the others!" He looked back to see if the others were following, only Taehyung running to catch up, quickly grabbing Namjoon's hand. "The zombies are blocking the others from following.."

"No, don't touch him!" Jungkook protects Hoseok from a female zombie who tries touching him, after the flag on his side,pushing the timid rapper away from her, in-between Yoongi and Jimin.

With the target moving, she targets Jungkook instead, pretending to bite his shoulder as she reaches for the flag on his chest. Jungkook quickly steps back to avoid her, tripping over Jimin’s foot, tumbling into him.

"Woah, I got you."Jimin puts his hands firmly on his shoulders, jumping when he hears Jungkook let out a small whimper. "What's wrong?"

"My foot bent weirdly, but I'm okay.. we have to get to the stairs.. we lost half the team.." Jungkook pulls Jimin and Hoseok ,ignoring the pain in his ankle.

Hoseok keeps his hand firmly clamped around Yoongi's wrist,pulling the older rapper with him. His breath came out in quick gasps, feeling light-headed as the mankae pulled him through to the next floor, leading them into a maze.

The sound of Jin's screaming somewhere in the maze only made Hoseok's blood run cold, terrified of what could be hidden within the walls, his stomach churning with anxiety. The rooms inside had different gruesome scenes but none of the actors left past the doorway, but he didn’t trust them, trying to look in every direction at once.The moment i turn away from them they'll chase me..

"Are you okay, Hoba? You're trembling.." Yoongi slowly wraps his arm around Hoseok, hugging him from behind. "It's okay.. Hyungie is with you. Let's just get out of this together."

Hoseok could feel Yoongi's heart pounding against his back. Yoongi is scared, too.. I'm slowing us down.. I need to pull myself together.. because I froze up, we got separated from the others..

"I'm..I'm sorry..it's my fault.." Hoseok's voice quivered, unshed tears shining on his lashes. His stomach twisted with both fear and remorse.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. We'll catch up with the others. It's not your fault you're scared. I'm scared, too. I couldn't get my legs to move to follow Seokjinie-hyung, Taehyungie, or Namjoon-ah, either. It's no big deal." Yoongi admits, trying to stay strong for the younger members.

Even though Jimin made no complaints about being scared, he could see the quick rise and fall of his chest as he took deep breaths to try to calm his nerves and Jungkook's eyes were darting around the rooms, trying to follow the built in maze walls to find the way out without finding a dead end.

"Ah Sh*t!" Jimin suddenly screams when a hand with Freddy Kruger's claw pops out from the painting of him grabbing a flag from his chest. Jimin covered where the hand touched, feeling his heart hammering against his palm, eyes dilated.

The sound of Jimin's screaming frightened Hoseok back to moving, eyes widening when he saw that they were surrounded by paintings and any of them could have a person hidden behind them.

The sound of several people laughing like they were insane made Hoseok start sprinting, trying to escape the sensory overload,swearing the whole way. The sweat made his hand slip away from Yoongi's, but when he saw a pale hand reaching for him from a painting, making him scream, going in a full-on run.

"Hyung, please, I can't keep up.." Jungkook winces, a soft moan escaping his lips when he steps hard on his injured ankle, unable to quickly turn corners, using thr wall to help support his weight, pushing on it while they ran. "It hurts.. I can't run hyung.." he tries to pull away from him, but Hoseok quickly grabs his wrist when he feels Jungkook pull away.

Hoseok didn't hear Jungkook's pleads over the sound of laughing, his nerves completely shot. All he was focused on was escaping the sound, squealing every single time a hand popped out of a painting.

"Don't pull Jungkook like that!"Yoongi calls to him,screaming when he feels something grab onto his elbow, removing the flag connected to it. "Hoba! Jungkook-ah! Don't leave us behind!" His voice comes out as a whine, grabbing Jimin's hand and pulling him to catch up.

Hoseok doesn't stop until he finds his way out, letting out wheezing coughs as he tries to catch his breath. He tries to lean against Jungkook but he loses his balance, Yoongi running to put his hand on the center of Jungkook's back to keep him from falling.

"Agh!" Jungkook lets a yelp of surprise, relaxing when he sees it was just Yoongi. "Aiish, you scared me.."

"Sorry.. Are you okay? You were limping.. did you get hurt?" Yoongi took the opportunity between rooms to look over the maknae, bending down to look at his ankle.

"Oh,it's fine, really. I think I bruised the bone when Hobi-hyung tripped over me." Jungkook forced himself to put pressure on it, giving him a forced smile as the pain shot up his ankle. "I can continue. Let's go find the others." Jungkook opens the door, going up the stairs.

"Here, lean on me.. don't put any more pressure on it.." Jimin wrapped Jungkook's arm around him, supporting his injured side as they made their way up the steps.

Hoseok's stomach wormed with guilt, nausea washing over him, grabbing onto Yoongi's hand. "I'm sorry Jaykay.. I didn't mean to hurt you.."

"It's not your fault. I was the one who tripped over you. Are you okay, Hyung? You're still shaking.." Jungkook tried switching the attention away from him to Hobi.

"You do look pale.. is this too much for you? You could take-" Yoongi's voice is cut off by the sound of the other group screaming.

"We have to get to them!" Jungkook says, ignoring his pain to rush to the others. It was hard to scare Namjoon and he's never heard him sound so scared. He had to be sure the others were okay, even if it was just a haunted house. What if they really got hurt in this old place? What if the floor gave in?

"Jungkook-Ah be careful! Your ankle!" Jimin yells, following after him. "I know you're worried, I am too, but you have to be careful!"

"W-what made them..them..all scream lik..like that?" Hoseok whispered the words, his voice trembling. The only thing that kept him moving forward was that Yoongi followed the younger members, and he couldn't imagine being alone in this place.

Hoseok clung to Yoongi's arm, his breath coming out in short whimpers. His vision was blurred, feeling his head swirling, struggling to keep on his feet. I feel so dizzy..but I don't want to be left behind..

"Yoongi..Yoon.i..I.." Hoseok tried to tell Yoongi how he felt,but he couldn't get the words out, gasping for breath. "I d.d..nt..w..ll.."

"Hoba,Hoba, you gotta breathe.. I can't understand what you're saying. Take deep breaths, okay?" Yoongi stops trying to keep up with the younger members, focusing on Hoseok. With the staircase only lit with black lights he couldn't tell if it was the lights or the fear that made Hobi's skin look ghostly white.

Hoseok tries to take a deep breath, but the echo of someone screaming somewhere in the building makes him tense up. "Was..was th..th.."

"Sh..Hoseok-ah! Look at me. Focus on me." Yoongi tilted Hoseok's chin to force him to look into his eyes, thankful for the dim lighting that hid bashful blushing. "Don't worry about whatever is going on there. You're going to pass out if you don't breathe.."

Hoseok takes a few deep,shaky breaths, clutching Yoongi's hands as if his life depended on it. He leans on Yoongi, keeping his eyes closed as he waits for the dizziness to pass.

Yoongi rubs his thumbs across Hoseok's knuckles, feeling his hands trembling underneath his fingertips. I have to get him out of here. This place is too much for him to handle..

"Hyung is everything okay?" Jungkook's voice from the top of the steps startles them both. The two younger members have just been waiting for them to follow before opening the door to the next floor.

"I don't think Hoba can continue.." Yoongi says looking at the rapper with concern, then back to Jungkook who was putting all his weight on one side.

"And Jungkook I don't think you should continue on that ankle.." Jimin adds in, seeing Jungkook balanced on one foot.

"No I'm fine, I can finish through. There's only one more floor. Please hyung? I want to see what scared the others.." Jungkooks eyes sparkled with curiosity. If they were hurt they would've shut down the attraction.

"There's..There's just one more floor..one more.. I can..I'm fine.. I'm fine.." Hoseok stifles a cough, his voice feeling hoarse from screaming. "It's fine we can keep going."

"Are you sure?" Jimin asks, looking between the two with worry. "Do you want me to carry you Jungkook-ah?"

"I don't think you can carry me for that long." Jungkook teases. "No I'm fine. Just no running."

Hoseok took another deep breath, opening the door to the next floor, being welcomed to a nearly pitch black room,the only source of light being the glow in the dark costumes of the actors coming out of the rooms and a glowing at the end of the hall he couldn’t make out at a distance

Glowing skeletons, ghosts, witch doctors, and clowns run towards them. Hoseok saw the flags on their bodies glow in the dark as well, knowing as long as they saw those they'd chase them until they made it to the exit or until no one had any flags left.

Hoseok took off running as soon as he saw them coming towards him, screaming until he couldn't anymore. He ran blindly through the dark, Yoongi following behind him.

Yoongi felt someone grab him, screaming in surprise at the sudden grab of a glowing skeleton, them ripping off the blue flag from his stomach.

"Hobi-hyung look out!" Jimin calls out when he sees someone get close to Hoseok

Hoseok felt his heart skip a beat looking behind him in a silent scream trying to call for his brothers. A woman in a glowing white dress grabbed him, by the shoulder, ripping off one of the flags from his body.

"[Woah are you okay?]" The woman felt Hoseok falling under her grip. "[Did you slip?]"

Hoseok doesn't reply, his heart working overtime, the terror making his breath come out in quick gasps,hyperventilating. His legs turned to jello as vertigo took over, falling forward into the woman.

"[Everyone stop!]" The woman yells,trying to gently lower Hoseok to the floor safely but unable to handle his weight."[Someone's fainted! Get the lights!]"

Hoseok felt someone stroking his hair, his eyes fluttering open to see who was touching him. He finds Yoongi's worried eyes staring back down at him. "Hoba.." he sighs in relief when he sees Hoseok staring back at him.

"Wh.. what happened?" Hoseok whispers hoarsely.

"You really scared me, Hoba.. all I could understand is that they said for everyone to stop and when I looked to see why you were on the ground." Yoongi hugged Hoseok to his chest. "Are you hurt anywhere? That woman said she lowered you down as gently as she could, but you still hit the floor.."

"I got a bit of a headache, and my throat hurts,but i'm okay." Hoseok reassures them with a hoarse whisper.

"Oh, thank goodness.. when I heard them scrambling around the room to turn on the lights and saw you laying in Yoongi-hyung's lap, I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest." Jimin sighs in relief.

"You should still get looked over just in case.. I feel awful that I wasn't there to help.." Jin admits, looking down at his hands.

"Ah.. what about Jungkook-ah?" Hoseok asks, looking for the mankae, noticing the wrap around his ankle. "Is it fractured?"

"I'm okay. I just twisted my ankle a bit.. I'll be out of practice for a few weeks, but it'll heal up fully." Jungkook wiggles his foot a bit. "It doesn't hurt unless I walk on it or bend it too far."

"That's good.. I'm so sorry, Jungkook-ah.." Hoseok gets to his feet, going over to Jungkook to hug him. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you.."

"It's not your fault. I'm the one who tripped over you." Jungkook squeezes him tightly. "I know you only wanted to continue through because of me. I'm sorry for being so stubborn.."

"That poor woman feels so bad about what happened.." Namjoon joins in the conversation. "She really scared me too earlier."

"Aiigo.. I probably scared her just as much as she scared me. I should apologize.. is she what made you scream?"

"No. There's two doors at the end of the hallway! One leads to a trap door. We fell down to the bottom floor where there's this landing mat. I thought the floor actually broke." Namjoon explains in a pout,making Hoseok giggle.

"It was terrifying! I thought I was gonna die.." Taehyung whines, squeezing Jimin's hand.

"That sounds amazing." Jungkook says eyes rounded with excitement. "I want to try again."

"You're insane." Jimin states, his stomach dropping at the thought of the floor giving in out of no where."That place was terrifying.."

"Remind me never to go there ever again.." Hoseok shudders at the thought.

"Don't worry, Taehyungie, joon-ah and Jungkookie can go, we can go find something else to do." Yoongi reassures him. "You don't have to ever go there again."

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