#au where everything's okay<3 i literally don't care. they picked him up on a fucking chopper i don't give a shit<3

[trin-gvf]

oliver fucking reed.

3.5k words minors DNI

oliver reed x fem!reader

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, oral sex (fem receiving), mentions of drinking

pls let me know if i miss any! <3

kind of an AU where instead of josh, oliver is jake's twin! :)

you were over at jake's house, lounging around on his couch, watching tv when he came inside.

"y/n?? what the fuck?? how did you get in i-"

"you don't hide your spare key very well. in the planter? by the door? yeah. real fucking original jacob." you rolled your eyes.

you'd been friends with jake since god knows when, you both knew neither of you meant any harm with the words you spoke.

"i'm going to make you start paying rent." he groaned, setting down the loads of grocery bags he came in with.

"oh well. can't get rid of me that easy." you laughed, walking over to the bags and looking into a couple.

"what has your panties in a twist? you look like you have 5 kids and a mini van." you asked, looking him up and down.

he sighed as he kicked his shoes off, not really caring where they landed.

"oliver is coming into town." he said, running a hand through his hair.

oliver was jake's twin, he was a cocky son of a bitch. he always had a drink in one hand and a cigar in the other. and the god awful british accent. it was obviously fake, you nor jake had known where it came from or where he had adapted it.

"aw fuck! what for? it's not christmas or thanksgiving and you're not having a party-" you got interrupted as you listed off possibilities of why he'd show up so abruptly.

"literally no idea. he called me today while i was at daniel's and said, quote 'get ready, brother. we're gunna fuckin' party' and told me he'd be here tonight." jake rolled his eyes, thinking about his brother.

"tonight?!" your eyes widened and groaned.

oliver was annoying. with the accent, the beard, the liquor, the cigar, all of it. but what made him all the more impossible to be around is how he thinks he's somehow better than jake. he changed his last name from kiszka to reed a couple years back.

he did so, thinking it'd suit him more due to the 'hellraiser' life he claimed to have. just like the real oliver reed from way back when.

"yes, tonight. now don't just stand there. help me get ready!" jake shooed you into his bedroom.

jake would always have you help him get ready when the insatiable soul known as oliver would be coming around. oliver would knit pick at anything and everything just to annoy his brother.

"okay, red or black?" jake asked, holding up two button up shirts.

you looked between the two, listing the pros and cons of each within your mind.

"black." you answered, watching him hurry to put it on.

it was already 5pm and you knew oliver would be arriving soon.

you groaned, getting off of jake's bed and walked into the closet to hurry jake up.

"hurry up! he's going to be here soon."

"i know, i know! i just don't know what else to pair with outfit i mean-"

you cut him off, shoving him to the side. you rummaged through his walk-in closet to find what you needed.

"ah perfect!" you exclaimed, holding two items up.

"put these on." you said, handing him black jeans that cut off right above his ankle.

"and then put these on, after that roll your sleeves up a bit and you'll have a good outfit." you said, handing him the pants and pair of chelsea boots.

he nodded and you walked out to give him privacy to change.

just as you sat back down on jake's couch, the door was being seemingly abused with knocks.

"oh shit. here we go." you mumbled under your breath.

you walked up to the door, taking a deep breath before opening it.

oliver was on the other side, booze in one hand and some cigar in the other. as usual.

"oliver." you said, stepping to the side to allow him in.

"what a pleasure! getting greeted by y/n herself. how are you, darling?" he said, walking in, you closing the door behind him. his voice was thick, deeper than jake's.

"fine. i see you finally shaved your scraggly beard." you allowed yourself to scoff at the end of your sentence.

"well, love, i think i look fucking hot. wouldn't you say?" he asked, rubbing his shaved face.

"hate to break it to you, oliver, but i could care less." you said, looking him in the eye.

"so you say. where is jake?" he asked, looking around, unbuttoning his vest and throwing it on the couch.

"his room. i'll grab him." you said, walking off down the hallway.

you opened jakes door, seeing him rolling up his sleeves and taking a once-over in the mirror.

"he's here." you said with a big breath in, faking a smile.

"great," he said walking out of the room, stopping in the door frame.

"let's go then, shall we?" he asked, you giving a nod.

you both walked out, seeing oliver looking around in the kitchen.

"ah! there he is!" oliver said, greeting his brother with a half hug, oliver's cigar now placed somewhere within the kitchen.

"hi, oliver. how was your trip?"

"fine, other than ladies throwing themselves at me." he said, giving a chuckle.

a short silence was shared before he spoke up again.

"oh who am i kidding?! i fuckin' love it!" he laughed, taking his sunglasses off.

he looked jake up and down, taking in his appearance.

"didn't try too hard i see. maybe next time." oliver said, smirking at his already irritated brother.

jake shot a small glance at you, as if it was saying 'i thought you said this was good!?'

you rolled your eyes as oliver spoke up yet. again.

"alright! let's get this thing going. invite the boys over. y/n, got any friends?" he asked, winking at you.

"the last thing i need is you fucking my friends oliver, nice try though." you said, rolling your eyes.

"because you want it all for yourself? greedy girl."

"fuck off, oliver." you complained, walking away to text sam.

jake texted daniel and within 30 minutes both of the boys were over, greeting oliver.

"daniel boy! 's been forever! hasn'it?" he spoke, his phony british accent kicking into overdrive.

"not long enough…" you heard danny mutter under his breath before greeting oliver with a fake smile.

it was easy to say no one truly enjoyed oliver's presence. he was cocky, loud and annoying. he somehow had endless stories of how girls would basically beg him to fuck them. it got old rather quick.

you were all outside now, the sun had begun to set and jake just pulled out the chicken and beef he was going to cook.

you knew this event would follow far into the hours of the morning due to jake cooking so late, but you didn't mind. you liked staying up with the boys and talking about whatever came to your minds.

although you did enjoy these moments, this one might not have been your favorite due to the noisey man who was sitting next to you. one moment you were sitting drinking a beer at a table on jake's patio and the next oliver made himself comfortable in the seat next to you.

"hello, darling." he spoke straight into your ear.

"personal space. ever heard of it?" you asked in annoyance, scooting your chair away from his.

"playing hard to get. i like your games, sweetheart." he said, you didn't even have to look at him to hear the smirk on his face.

"it might be surprising to you, but not every female wants to suck your dick! crazy, right?!" you said in a faux surprised voice.

"mmm…don't think i don't see through your little attitude." he said, his hand now coming up to gently touch your face, making you look at him.

your breath got caught in your throat as he did so. his hand was so warm compared to the nights air nipping at the apples of your cheeks.

"i'll get to you. mark my words."

and with that, he took his cane and walked off to pester his brother at the grill.

it took you a while to comprehend what you felt. you'd always found oliver undeniably annoying. what had changed within the last couple hours? minutes, even.

you were in your own little bubble when jake popped up with a plate of food for you.

"here, tell me what you think."

it had small pieces of chicken and beef that had just gotten done cooking. you tried both, giving a 'mmm!' when you had tasted it.

"that's really good, jake!" you exclaimed, finishing the last piece on the plate.

"thank you, thank you," he laughed, giving a small bow.

"can you go get everyone from inside? it's time to eat."

you nodded, getting up as jake walked back to the grill.

you opened the sliding glass door, peaking your head in to see oliver, sam and danny conversing in the kitchen.

"c'mon guys! time to eat!"

everyone smiled, giving 'ooo!'s and 'finally!'s. after everyone grabbed their plate and what they wanted to eat, they took their places at the round shaped table.

you were across from jake with oliver next to you.

you were listening to danny talk about new drumsticks he got, he sounded rather excited about it. you felt bad when your attention was gripped away by oliver placing a hand on your thigh.

you gulped, darting your eyes around to see if anyone noticed, which they didn't. you placed your hand on top of his, trying to push it away.

when his grip only got tighter to your thigh, you gave in.

you didn't mind it, in all honesty, you were just scared jake would see.

oliver got more cocky as the night went on, knowing he had you wrapped around his fingers.

hours went by excruciatingly long, feeling like days. danny and sam had left about an hour or so ago, now it was just you, jake and oliver sitting at the table.

they were now fighting over some stupid childhood memories.

"i'll always come out on top jake! because guess what! i'm oliver fucking reed."

"your last name isn't even reed! it's kiszka! it just sounds dumb!" jake babbled. you couldn't deny that this was all too amusing to you. you'd giggle every now and then when jake would seem to get too heated.

"i even came out first!" oliver retorted, laughing at jake.

"5 minutes! 5! fucking! minutes!" jake yelled. you were surprised the entire neighborhood hadn't woken up.

"you will never live it down, jacob! haha!" oliver almost declared in celebration.

you started to shiver, realizing how cold it had gotten after 2:30.

you got up, going inside to grab a blanket.

"where are you going?" jake asked, stopping his sentence to see what you were doing.

"just going inside to get a blanket. it's cold." you informed jake.

jake sighed, getting out of his seat.

"it's okay, i'm going to bed anyways. it's late as fuck."

you nodded, hugging him goodnight.

"are you staying over?"

"yeah, i don't wanna drive home so late." you replied to jake.

"okay, y/n, you take the guest room. oliver, you take the couch." jake said, walking into the house.

you paid no attention to the man behind you, walking into the house. you mentally cursed at yourself realizing you had no pajamas to change into.

you walked into jake's room, seeing him looking for comfy clothes himself.

"i don't have pajamas." you looked down at your clothes while talking to jake.

"i figured, here."

he handed you some clothes, which you returned a 'thank you'.

you headed to the bathroom and quickly changed. the shirt was baggy on you but the pants fit well, seeing jake was close to the same waist size as you.

you walked down the hallway, going into the guest room. the bed was made nice and the room smelled like cedar wood. it smelled like jake, something you always found comforting.

you took the pants off as you didn't sleep with pants on, they always made you uncomfortable.

you tried to get comfortable in the bed, but it was no use. you turned and flipped in bed, yet, you felt wide awake. you couldn't help but think of oliver's actions just even 30 minutes ago. the way his hand felt warm against your thigh. how he would "accidentally" go too far up and ghost over your most hidden bits.

the way when no one was looking, he'd drink you in like his most expensive whiskey. even the way he simply said your name, followed with a 'darling'.

you threw the blankets off of you, not caring to put pants on. you knew for a fact jake was asleep and oliver seemed so drunk that he would pass out the second his head hit the couch.

as you opened the door, a wave of cigar smoke and jack daniels mixed with expensive cologne hit your nose. you almost yelled when you saw oliver standing there, his hand about to knock on the door.

"what the fuck are you doing here?!" you whisper yelled, not wanting to wake jake up.

"don't act like you couldn't sleep. what were you thinking of?" his voice was covered in something you couldn't quite put your finger on.

he was softly walking into the room, pushing you back into it.

you couldn't speak, scared your voice would betray you.

"cmon, pretty girl. tell me. what do you want?" his hand was now on your chin as he shut the door behind him.

"you." your voice barely croaked out.

never in a million years did you think you let oliver see you in a light like this. what magic spell did he cast upon you to make you need him more than ever?

you were supposed to find him annoying, excruciatingly hard to be around, redundant. yet, here you were finding yourself with your body wrapped around his.

"i think i've cracked the code. i just had to get in that pretty little mind of yours." he spoke, his words going straight to your core.

next thing you knew, you were falling back onto the bed. oliver looked rather good.

his button up shirt was undone just 2 or 3 buttons, just enough to see his chest shining through. his hair was framing his face perfectly and his newly shaven face wasn't something you were going to protest against.

he nudged his knee between your legs, spreading them for him. his knee brushed against your clothed clit, earning the smallest whine out of you.

you didn't know what it was. maybe the buzz from the beers, maybe because it was a full moon, maybe even the air around you. you just couldn't get enough of him.

his hands traveled down your stomach, softly lifting your shirt up, placing a hand on your breast. he massaged one while he kissed the other, softly sucking purple and red marks into it.

he took one nipple into his mouth, softly rubbing his thumb over the other one.

"oliver, please-"

"shush, no need to rush, now do we darlin'?" he interrupted you.

he sat up, letting his hands fall down to the band of your underwear. he dipped his thumbs in, pulling them to your legs, which you then kicked off.

his breath hitched, seeing your cunt in all its glory.

"ravishing." was all he said before diving into it.

you let out a rather loud whine, pushing up into his face. which was greeted by none other than a small smack to your thigh.

"better be quiet, wouldn't want our jakey to hear you. especially with me." he smirked, going back into your cunt.

a hand went into his unruly hair, messing it up all the more further. you pushed up against his face, letting him have whatever he could ever want or need.

he took your thighs, digging his fingernails into them. you bit your lip, trying your best to quiet yourself. never would you have expected him to be so fucking good with let alone his tongue.

sure, he's told many stories where he's gloated about having multiple other women cum within seconds. yet, you never believed them to be true.

the room was filled with many sinful sounds such as oliver's wet noises from going down on you and your stifled cries.

"fuck oliver- i need- oh my god!" you whisper cried, arching your back off the bed.

"let it go, love." he said, coo-ing you into an orgasm.

your body shook and jerked as oliver slowed down, gently pulling you down from your high.

he pulled away, licking his lips of the orgasm that had made a mess on his face.

you were blushing beyond belief. your head was dizzy, your skin was probably burning to the touch and you just needed more.

"so pretty. so fuckin' pretty." he growled as he unbuckled his belt. the clinging of the metal of his belt was enough to turn you on even more.

knowing what was to come made you feel like a wild animal.

the look in his eyes as he pushed away his boxers and pants could've made you cum untouched.

it was pure lust. all for you.

the second your eyes laid on his cock, you couldn't wait. your mouth watered and your cunt clenched around nothing. you didn't notice how long you'd been staring until oliver spoke up.

"now, are you going to keep staring or do i get the honor of fucking you dumb?" his voice was dark, it sounded like your favorite song.

"i need you." was all you muttered out before oliver climbed atop of you once again. this time, he slid his cock through your folds, allowing it to circle around your clit.

you jerked your body towards him, simply needing to be filled.

"never expected you to be so fuckin' dirty. innocent little y/n." he smirked.

"never have i been innocent, oliver. i just didn't thirst over your cock every chance i got." you barked at him.

"then should i not give it to you darling? should i let you lay here in your own wetness, wishing i'd fuck you dumb? hm? would you like that?"

your mind went blank as the words fell out of his mouth. that was the last thing you'd need.

after not being able to answer, he chuckled.

"that's what i thought," he smirked, pushing his cock into you.

you gasped, biting into his clothed shoulder. you took it upon yourself to unbutton his shirt, throwing it off. he was so warm, he was just what you needed.

when his shirt came off, he started to fuck into you. he was hitting spots no other man had ever hit.

"oh fuck!" you tried to be quiet, but it came out a little louder than you'd like.

oliver covered your mouth, giving you a look, saying such as 'shut the fuck up'.

you bit into his finger, breathing hard through your nose.

he groaned above you as you squeezed around him.

"best pussy- i've ever fucking- felt…" he said through breaths.

you ground down your hips onto oliver's cock. you were both so close to snapping, so close to experiencing the oh so beloved feeling.

"give it up, don't hold back." he ordered, feeling close himself.

you took a hand and drew small circles onto your clit. it was just enough to send you spiraling into a god forsaken euphoria.

oliver himself was experiencing his own bliss. his head had fell forward, mouth hung slack, hair falling down into his face as he allowed his cum to make a mess within your walls.

when you came back down from your pleasurable journey, you let go of oliver's finger. you almost felt bad for the possible bruising that would happen to it later.

"holy shit." was all he said as he pulled out, laying next to you.

"i need a fuckin' drink after that.." oliver laughed.

you rolled your eyes.

"i think you'd have a drink anyway." you laughed back.

you pulled your shirt down, covering yourself up with your blankets. oliver didn't care to move.

you both fell into a sleep after that, not caring what consequences were to come.

waking up the next morning, oliver wasn't at your side as he was the night before. you put the pants jake had gave you and walked into the kitchen.

you saw jake and oliver bickering once again. you couldn't tell what they were fighting over, most likely something brought up from a childhood story or maybe who does better at a certain subject.

"good morning, y/n. sleep well?" jake asked as he handed you a cup of coffee. you said thank you as jake stopped in his tracks.

"what's that?" jake said, pointing to oliver's neck, furrowing his eyebrows.

"went out last night and had a good time. unlike you, jacob. going to bed so early."

"it was 2:30am! what the fuck do you mean?!" jake yelled.

you took a deep breath, knowing you were safe from jake knowing this secret you planned on taking to the grave with you.

oliver soon left, but not before sneakily handing you his number.

the note read 'if you ever need any help ;)"

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#SPOILERS FOR PLATOON IN TAGS!!!!!! #platoon #elias grodin #first of all how cool is his name????? it's so fucking nice sounding. me drooling over character naming. more likely than you think #i was like 'i will draw a lot of elias. as a treat' because i had a hard exam week #but i did only one and it took me like 6 hours??? fuck that #okay second of all. literally ignoring canon again #they fucking Slaughtered my baby. my baby boy. my little sunshine #au where everything's okay<3 i literally don't care. they picked him up on a fucking chopper i don't give a shit<3 #i love him so much he's just a lil hippie with a gun #jefferson airplane playing so hard rn #tried a new style of coloring and it's equally as hard as all the other ones because i never fucking learned color theory #willem dafoe #fuck it. bye sweaty #okay i just realised im not stable it's 5 in the morning i might start crying because of him #nik draws

[angellesword]

YOUR EYES TELL | JJK | 15 (FINAL)

Summary: You live in a world where people see in black and white. The solution to finally see the colors? It’s simple. You need to meet your soulmate and look at him in the eyes, but what if the person bound to you is already contented with the monochromatic world? What if…Jeongguk, your soulmate, is already in love with someone else?

Alternatively:

“A future without you is a world without color.”

Genre: soulmate au, e2l, slow burn, angst, fluff, roommate au

Pairing: Artist!Jungkook x Lawyer!Reader

Word Count: 4k

SERIES: CHAPTER 14 | SPECIAL CHAPTER 

"You sure you don't need anything?"

You weren't sure if it was annoyance or amusement that caused you to chuckle upon hearing hesitation in your father's voice.

"I'm good, Appa." You assured him, "it's just Jeongguk. Don't worry."

You were wrong. He wasn't worried because of Jeongguk. He was worried because of��you.

"Okay," your father let out a deep sigh as he tried to calm his mind. "I trust your soulmate. Have fun, love."

And just like that, the call ended.

Soulmate.

After everything that had happened, your father still believed that Jeongguk was your soulmate.

You still did too. How could you deny that fact when you could clearly see colors now?

It had been four months since your eye surgery. You didn't think it was going to be a successful, mainly because you were convinced that Jeongguk's hatred towards you was the reason why you went blind.

Apparently, it was your fault.

You knew it was reckless to drive when you were under the influence of alcohol. This wasn't just about you. This was also about the people who could have suffered because of your stupidity.

Your father was actually disappointed in you. He didn't expect you to do something like this, especially because he knew that you had a careful approach in life.

You hated being a burden. Your greatest fear was to be the reason why someone was hurting. Your father didn't understand what ticked you to break out of character, and so he asked. He asked what was wrong—causing you to break into tears.

You couldn't keep this to yourself anymore.

You told him about everything you had been going through—like how your soulmate didn't love you and how stressful being a lawyer was.

Of course your father understood, but he told you that it wasn't an excuse to put yourself and other people in danger.

There were other ways to welcome or ignore pain. You agreed since it wasn't like you planned this to happen.

Your father didn't believe in you, though. He felt like you were trying to harm yourself. This was why he called you every single day. He wanted to make sure that you weren't driving or doing things you weren't supposed to do.

He freaked out when you told him that you were going out with Jeongguk tonight. It wasn't because he hated your soulmate. Admittedly, he felt like you were lying when you told him that Jeongguk didn't love you.

That can't be right. It was obvious. Your father had met your soulmate and he saw the way Jeongguk looked and talked about you. He couldn't be wrong; the boy destined to be with you was whipped—as in madly in love with you.

His claim turned out to be true when right after your surgery; you gasped and cried so hard because finally, you could see colors.

It was too good to be true. Was this seriously happening? Was Jeongguk really in love with you?

You couldn't tell.

You used to think that seeing colors was the indication of your soulmate's love for you, but it had been months now yet Jeongguk hadn't verbally told you that he loved you.

Sure. Actions spoke louder than words. You guessed you just had to be contented with this.

The past four months felt like a dream. Jeon Jeongguk, the most stubborn and egotistical person in the world, was acting like a lovesick fool because of you.

You told yourself that you did not want to love your soulmate. You stood by this. You had been ignoring Jeongguk's attempt to 'win you over.'

(Un)fortunately, the boy just wouldn't stop.

He would send you letters written in a small sticky note every day just to tell you the sappiest thing. On the other side of the sticky note, there's an exquisite drawing of every detail about you.

You realized that it was some sort of puzzle, but you hadn't really had the chance to piece it together because you were too caught up with the words written in the sticky notes.

Note 1 Red Red is the first color in the rainbow. She is my first love, but it ended. I'm saying this because I realized that the start isn't always the end. She’s the beginning, you are my end game.

This was the first note you had received from your soulmate. It was plastered on your front door—this was also the first thing you had seen after you had been discharged from the hospital.

Note 2 Orange Orange is the color I thought I know by heart. As it turns out, I've been fooled. I have been fooled by the world, but it's okay. You helped me see.

This note was unclear to you, yet it didn't fail to make your heart feel light. You weren't aware that Jeongguk was talking about how the florist who sold him orange tulips for almost a decade, the one who fooled him.

No one could take advantage of him now, though. You helped him with this problem.

Note 3 Yellow My mom said that yellow is the prettiest color. She also said that it shines the brightest. I'm glad I didn't believe her. It wasn't bright at all. It only reminds me of the time I thought I'll lose you.

It took you long to realize what he was implying.

Yellow.

This was the color of your shirt when your car crashed. Jeongguk remembered how dark life was when you were pushing him away.

Your soulmate had sent you hundreds of letters by now. All of his notes started with colors. Out of all the things he sent you, the yellow note was what stuck to you the most.

The black world was frightening. It felt cold and lonely and Jeongguk was exactly like that. He was lonely. He suffered from a major heartbreak that was why he turned cold. He hated what Red had done to him, but he wasn't really different from his ex-girlfriend.

Jeongguk hurt you the same way Red hurt him, but your soulmate was willing to do everything to make it up to you.

Aside from the notes, you also found out that Jeongguk was the one who cooked your food each day. You got mad at Red because she failed to tell you the truth. There was even a point wherein you stopped eating the food your soulmate had prepared since you literally didn't want to do anything with him anymore.

Jeongguk was still persistent. He would always pick you up from work and then he would ask if you wanted to grab dinner with him.

You always declined his offer to take you out. Turning him down was always part of your daily routine, so you didn't know what changed this Saturday night.

Why, after four months, did you finally accept Jeongguk’s attempt to ask you out?

"Can't resist his bambi eyes, can you?" Jimin laughed on the other line. Your best friend called right after your short phone conversation with your dad. It was like everyone was interested in your business tonight.

"It's just one date, Jimin," you rolled your eyes, yet the blush in your cheeks indicated that Jimin was right.

You still couldn't resist Jeon Jeongguk.

It wasn't like you were giving into him. No. It would take more than his wide, doe eyes to melt your cold, cold heart. He hurt you after all.

But last night was different.

You were supposed to have dinner with your subordinates since it was Friday, but then you spotted Jeongguk waiting outside the building of your small law firm.

He was standing there with trembling lips. Your soulmate was freezing under the cold winter, yet he still chose to wait for you.

You see, Jeon Jeongguk was banned from entering your office. You told the securities not to let him in since he was distracting everyone at work.

Your employees just couldn't stop gushing over your soulmate to the point that they weren't able to finish their task for the day. They were always trying to get Jeongguk's attention and the most annoying part was that your soulmate didn't seem to mind—not because he was a flirt too. It was actually because he was too naïve for his own good.

So yeah. You banned him from entering the building because he was a distraction and definitely not because you were blinded by your stupid jealousy. No. Not at all.

He was your soulmate, yes, but it didn't mean you had to stay together. The only thing you two should do was to try to be casual and not hate each other.

You couldn't afford to make Jeongguk hate you. This was the only rational reason why you agreed to go out on a date with him tonight. You were just scared and guilty for letting him wait for you in the snow.

"Whatever you say," you could imagine Jimin's teasing expression despite not seeing his face. "Have fun, okay? Love you!"

"Ditto! See you soon," you pressed the end bottom of your phone as your doorbell rang.

Seven pm. You bit your lower lip, glancing at the clock. Jeongguk was right on time. He told you last night that he would be outside of your door at exactly seven in the evening.

You sighed and fixed your hair a little before opening the door.

Jeongguk practiced speaking the things he would say to you tonight in front of the mirror. He swore he prepared so hard because he didn't want to disappoint you. He felt like this was his only shot with you, unfortunately it seemed like he was destined to fuck things up with you again.

"Oh fuck," his eyes dilated upon seeing you.

You were wearing this pretty dress that accentuated your curves. You looked so expensive and exquisite that Jeongguk felt like he was out of place.

Your soulmate was wearing a thick sweater and black sweatpants. His hair was messier because of the winter wind.

"You're not dressed." This was the first thing you said to him. The scowl on your face made him think that you already regretted agreeing to spend this night with him.

He was wrong. You were only frowning because you felt embarrassed. You took your sweet time preparing for this date. You even rushed to buy a fancy dress just this morning, causing you to feel like a fool.

It was clear now that you were more excited than the man who practically begged you to go out with him.

"I-I just thought it'd be better to stay home because of the weather." The boy said sheepishly while showing you the home cooked food he had prepared for this date.

You swallowed hard.

"Come in." And then you opened the door wider for him.

Jeongguk let out a sigh of relief. At least you did not kick him out. He wouldn't know what to do if that happened. He missed your home so much. He missed Miri as well. Too bad the fury pet wasn't around.

Miri visited the Kims' mansion every Saturday. Red picked the cat earlier this day. She said Miri was the only one that could make Soobin smile. Red and Seokjin, the newlywed couple, were only allowed to visit Soobin every Saturday. They always take the little boy to a nice place with your cat Miri.

Jeongguk realized that it was a blessing in disguise that the cat wasn't around since no one was scratching the couch where you and him currently sat on.

Jeongguk's idea for this date night was to simply watch some movies while eating. He thought that this was the perfect plan, sadly it looked like you didn't share the same sentiment.

"Jeongguk," irritation was laced in your voice as you called your soulmate's name.

You were irritated for the reason that you felt like he didn't really want to be here.

Jeongguk seemed preoccupied. It was apparent when you asked him what film he wanted to watch. He simply said 'whatever you want," while staring at you blankly.

You let it pass at first, but you couldn't ignore it now that the movie had ended and it appeared like he didn't even realize.

Jeongguk was silent beside you, but he couldn't sit without fidgeting. The air was awkward. He looked awkward, like he was uncomfortable or something. He wasn't even eating his food.

"Did you like the movie? Were you scared?"

"Uh," Jeongguk was staring again. "I'm...yeah. It's pretty scary,"

"Oh." You narrowed your eyes at him. "I didn't know you were afraid of zombies."

"Yeah. I am," he wasn’t and you knew it.

You huffed, crossing your arms. He was such a liar.

"The movie that we just watched," you gritted your teeth. "Isn't about zombies, Jeongguk. It's not even a horror film. It's Toy Story 4!"

You were annoyed. Why did Jeongguk even ask to be with you when he wasn’t going to pay attention to you or to the things the two of you were supposed to do?

"I'm sorry..."

And there's it again. The insincere apology. He was always sorry, but he never changed.

"You know what? Just go home. I..." You trailed off as tears filled your eyes.

Why did you always have to make a fool of yourself because of him?

"I don't want you here."

Jeongguk's heart sank upon hearing the words that left your mouth.

"No please," he also turned pale, eyes turning wide because he wasn't expecting this date to turn out like this. What he wanted to happen was to enjoy the winter night cuddled with you as the two of you watched a romantic movie.

Jeongguk imagined watching Love 911 to give you an idea of some of the things he wanted to try with you.

"What do you mean no? It's obvious that you don't want to be here. You're not even paying attention."

"It's not like that," he avoided your gaze.

You only scoffed. Typical Jeongguk. Always telling you that you didn't get him.

"Then what is it? Why do you look uncomfortable? Why do you look like you don't want to be here—"

"I told you it's not like that!" He was staring at you using those big eyes. His thin beckoning lips protruded into a pout.

"I just!" He sighed like he found it hard to explain what he felt. "Can't concentrate on other things because all I can think about is you!”

"What—"

He didn't let you finish. Jeongguk was rambling. He was nervous. He didn't want you to get mad at him again.

"Your dress really looks so good on you and your make up is really nice. You're really pretty...and really beautiful and really sexy and I really just...really—"

"Huh." you pouted, slightly cringing because of his excessive use of the word really. "So now you're blaming the way I look?"

You were teasing him to get rid of the funny feeling in your stomach. Damn Jeongguk for confusing the hell out of you. You were supposed to be annoyed, but why were you smiling?

And why the hell was it so easy to melt into him?

"No!" Jeongguk groaned. He was getting frustrated. You seemed to always twist his words and extrapolate things.

"Look..." He closed his eyes since he couldn't bear to look at you anymore. He was scared to see the disappointment in your eyes.

"I just love you okay? Like really, really, in love with you."

Jeongguk's heartbeat doubled when you didn't speak.

Silence engulfed the whole room that he was forced to open his eyes.

His heart went even crazier. It was beating erratically.

Why were you staring at him with an agape mouth?

"What did you say?" You were no longer in the mood to fool around. Sure, you were teasing Jeongguk, but it didn't mean he could also joke about feelings and love.

It wasn't fair.

"I love you?" Jeongguk said, unsure.

He wasn't unsure of his feelings. He just didn't know if you were referring to the last words he uttered.

"You...love me?" You were still in doubt.

Jeongguk simply nodded his head; a soft smile was plastered on his lips as he scrunched his nose. You knew this look well. This was his genuine self and it only meant one thing.

He wasn't lying.

"But..." you bit the inside of your cheek. "This is the first time you told me that."

"I thought it's obvious?" Jeongguk mirrored your confused expression.

He expressed what he felt for you by singing. Jeongguk thought you understood.

You did not. The song lifted your spirit and you also found the gesture sweet, but you still didn't realize it was his way of confessing.

"I mean..." Jeongguk pouted his lips more. "Your eyes tell, right? You can see colors now."

As soon as these words escaped his mouth, Jeongguk felt like he had been hit by a truck—crushing his bones and telling him how stupid he was for crossing the street even though there were signs that told him to stop.

Signs.

The signs had been there all along.

"You love me..." Jeongguk blurted out. His realization was too sudden that he couldn't help but a cry a little.

You panicked as you asked him what was wrong.

"I wasted six months because of how stupid I am!" His answer was unclear.

"Gukkie," you put your hands on the either side of his shoulder, urging him to look at you. "You're not making sense. Speak slowly."

Jeongguk shook his head, tears still painting his cheeks. It was funny how the situation kept on turning around. Just a few breaths ago, you were the one who was on the verge of crying.

"I told you you didn't understand!" Jeongguk was still not making sense, but you decided to stay quiet and let him speak.

It looked like he needed an outlet for the reason that his emotions were overflowing.

"I left b'cause I thought...you...d-din't love me!" He sobbed and your heart cracked.

How could he think this way when all you had ever done was make him feel the love you felt for him?

Jeongguk's twisted expression told you that you had voiced out the question running inside your mind out loud.

"I called you delusional since I believed that you really are," he was bringing back the wounds that you were trying so hard to forget.

Still, you didn't stop him from speaking.

"H-How can you be sure you love me when I myself know that I am not worthy of your love?"

Jeongguk knew that he had always been mean to you. He hadn't done anything to make you fall in love with him that was why he was questioning your feelings.

It wasn't him whom you loved. It was the idea of him being your soulmate. You liked the thought that there was someone out there for you.

It made sense now, though. The fact that he could see colors brightly made him realize that your feelings were real, but it didn't mean he understood your reasons.

Jeongguk stood by his statement. He was unworthy of your love.

"You're not doubting yourself, Jeongguk." You shook your head at him, proving him otherwise. "You are doubting my feelings for you."

This wasn't about Jeongguk's beliefs. This was about you. You grew up thinking that when you felt like everything was collapsing, your only choice was to trust what you feel was right. It's because at the end of the day, you were going to be the one to face the consequence of your actions—not your parents, not your friends, and not even your soulmate. They would be affected by your decisions, yes, but only indirectly.

They could make their own choices that would directly affect their lives even if their choice was based on your decision. People would end up having different results even though they walked on the same path.

"But why me?" Jeongguk sounded broken as he asked this. It hurt you to think that he really thought so lowly of himself.

He couldn't be blamed. He loved Red before; however, it was still not enough. He had moved on from her, but it didn't mean that all the scars would fade away.

His first breakup up caused him to think that despite giving your one hundred percent, it would still be lacking for some people.

But you weren't some people.

You were you and you had your reason.

"Sometimes you don't need a reason to love someone." Your reason was not having a reason at all.

Your soulmate wasn't sure if he agreed to what you said.

Jeongguk didn't believe that just because things existed, it was already valid. Validation cannot be valid if one would not give enough reasons to prove why it's worth validating.

This was the reason why Jeongguk was questioning the love you claimed you felt. He needed reasons. He was just a human after all—always in need of affection and reassurance.

"I mean...I tried thinking of a reason why I shouldn't love you, but I just can't find any." Your confession made Jeongguk blush.

You had always been straight forward.

The way you loved was the opposite of how your soulmate loved. This was probably the explanation why it took him long to admit his feelings for you.

As stated, Jeongguk was in constant need of reason. His drawings of you were his proof of the love he felt.

"If you can't find any reason, then just allow me to tell you the million reasons why I love you."

He didn't wait for your answer. Jeongguk simply moved closer to you. His face was just inches away from yours.

"You're smart." And then he kissed your forehead.

You weren't only a book smart. You were emotionally intelligent. You had taught Jeongguk a lot of things, especially when it came to forgiveness and compassion.

"You're brave." He kissed you left eye.

He remembered the night you told him you liked him. It was in front of many people. You didn't hesitate even when he was running away.

"You're patient and understanding," he kissed your right eye.

You tried to understand Jeongguk's annoying attitude.

"You work hard in all aspects." He kissed your nose.

"You're beautiful," he kissed your left cheek.

You really were. Inside and out.

"It's you,"

Jeongguk didn't know if he could love someone who wasn't you.

"Most importantly, I love you because you are my soulmate." And then he kissed you on the lips.

You laughed in between the kiss, but you didn't stop kissing him back.

Did you forgive him?

The answer was yes.

Were you ready to love him again?

Perhaps.

Were you still hurt by his actions before?

Yes.

Did you want to be with him?

Yes.

There were many questions flooding your mind right now. Some of your answers might not be the truth, maybe you were just too happy right now—caught up in the moment because you were in Jeongguk's arms again.

But it didn't matter now because one thing was sure.

You were willing to love Jeon Jeongguk again because you didn't want to repeat his mistake.

You didn't want to lose your soulmate just because of hatred and denial.

Things were clear now.

Jeon Jeongguk loved you and the world was no longer black and white.

 BONUS: (a poem made by young OC that made her realize why she should trust her own feelings)

holy. after 6 weeks???? i’m finally done writing this baby. wow. thank you thank you everyone for reading this—especially those people who never failed to send me feedback. i love you all!

New fic alert! READ HERE >> SAVE ME - Demon!Taehyung x Doctor!Reader

YES. I LIKE USING BTS’ songs as the title of my fanfics. 😅

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Fan apprentice Bios

for the alotsgonnachange/the arcana cinematic universe that eye personally believe to be better than the original game...

Name: Isabella Ciccino

Meaning: Promise of God

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Height: 5′10

Birthday: October 28th

Star sign: Scorpio

MBTI: ISFJ-T

Patron Arcana: Justice

Sexuality: Lesbian

Favorite Food: Lemon chicken orzo

Drink: White wine (Vinho Verde)

Magical abilities: Plant care/recognition (green witch), Foraging

Ethnicity: A small rocky/mediterranean esque island off the coast of Venterre that would strongly resemble sicily and malta.

Family: Mother, Angela Ciccino (deceased). Younger sister, Annamaria Ciccino (deceased)

Backstory: WIP

Occupation: Seamstress/tailor

Hobbies: Ballet, reading, drinking wine, dancing, tending to plants

Familiar: None (for now i guess??)

Love Interest: Nadia

Description: Isabella is a mysterious and alluring magician. To most people she is kind and charming, but private. She is incredibly helpful and caring to those she is friends with and cares about and will drop what she’s doing to assist. Likes to do quiet introspective work like reading, sewing, knitting and caring for plants. She’s a bit of a homebody in that sense. She comes across as level-headed and assertive in formal settings and does not allow others to talk down to her. With friends, she is a bit more sassy and teasing. She hates answering personal questions and has strict boundaries, which can lead to her being standoffish and stubborn at times.

As a Love Interest: Very loyal and committed, generally very gentle towards whoever she is seeing. You are going to have to get her to open the fuck up though she’s not good at being vulnerable AT ALL. The type of gf who may or may not qualify as a therapist/mother which…yikes. needs to work through her fear of intimacy before she can have a healthy relationship awwww 5/10

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Name: Danielle Dupont

Meaning: God is my judge

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Height: 5′6

Birthday: September 7th

Star sign: Virgo

MBTI: ENFP-A

Patron Arcana: The Sun

Sexuality: Bi

Favorite food: Pain au Chocolat (Chocolatine for my canadians…)

Favorite drink: Espresso or a good wheaty ale

Magical Abilities: Sexual magic, chemistry/potionmaking, candle magic, topical balms/solutions

Ethnicity: Whatever the Arcana equivalent is of like. Western Europe germanic? A country including but not limited to Germany, France, Belgium, Luxembourg, Switzerland. Who cares really she is white and an Orphan

Family: Orphan!

Backstory: WIP

Occupation: Shop owner who sells potions, balms, candles and various other uhhh items usually of the purpose of sex (literally think a modern day sex shop with dildos and shit but also candles and skincare too)

Hobbies: Socializing, singing, making/testing potions, foraging, baking

Familiar: None, is in fact frightened of several animals due to trauma :(

Love interest: Lucio (Her taste is questionable and that’s okay!), also portia

Description: Danielle is a cunning and animated witch. She’s outgoing, bright and carries herself with confidence. In the past this has made her friends and enemies alike. She’s charming but can be a bit of a trickster. Her demeanor is generally calm and she does not often experience strong anger. She’s very smart and dedicated to her craft, and she is a perfectionist. As a worker, she gives excellent customer service and is a good saleswoman. To her friends, she’s teasing and wild, but loving and encouraging. On her worst days, she has the potential to be a bit more inconsiderate and is not the best at handling huge displays of emotions from others.

As a Love Interest: Girlllll…. first of all she needs to stop being emotionally stunted! My good sis cannot handle open displays of emotion at all and tends to shut down! The physical aspects are all there and excellent and she is going to be sweet, caring and loving but she needs to take things more seriously and be able to talk about feelings!!! 3/10

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Name: Jia Song

Meaning: In korean it’s “clear” or “good”

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Height: 5’5”

Birthday: August 5th

Star sign: Leo

MBTI: ENFJ-A

Sexuality: Bi

Favorite Food: Pulled pork or a good seasoned steak

Drink: limeade

Magical Abilities: Potions/herbs and healing

Ethnicity: Her father is from the same country as Ki (in a modern AU, this would be like. Korea.) and her mother is from somewhere uhhhh near nopal or something. Warm tropical nice (in a modern au this would be Brazil), but she grew up in her mother's country.

Family: I don't currently have names but basically, her father, mother, aunt (deceased) and two younger brothers.

Backstory: will be linked coming soon

Occupation: Healer, researcher, linguist

Hobbies: Dancing, reading, adventuring

Familiar: None

Love Interest: Julian

Description: Jia is a bright and curious magician. She’s a bit nerdy and loves reading/learning new disciplines. She is an energetic and altruistic person who is liked by many. She comes off as kind and forthcoming. She is very helpful and if she can’t help directly she will find someone who can with her connections. To her friends, she is loyal and sweet and affectionate, but also has the potential to be grumpy and even a bit negative. She’s very determined in hard situations and won’t back down until things are made right. Despite this, she can potentially overthink and overestimate situations and is incredibly stubborn when she wants to be.

As a romantic partner: loving, but definitely also able to keep independence. Not necessarily a stage 5 clinger but somewhere in the middle. She will love just spending lots of time with a partner and just picking their brain and learning everything she can from them. The type to brag about them to her friends. A wonderful listener but give her a chance to speak too she likes talking a lot as well! 10/10 would recommend

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Name: Ki (Kiyoung) Kim

Meaning: Debatable but Ki alone means arisen and i’m getting “Vigor and eternal” But i think names differ based on the characters u use i am not korean so take this with a grain of salt

Gender: Nonbinary i think...

Pronouns: He/him or they/them doesn't have a preference

Height: 5′8″ Short king

Birthday: February 27th

Star sign: Pisces

MBTI: INFP-T

Sexuality: Gay

Favorite food: Budae Jjigae or Yongeun jorim

Favorite drink: any alcoholic beverage where you can’t taste the alcohol and strawberry milk

Magical Ability: Divination and mediumship (idk what the proper term is) so he can communicate with spirits/the dead

Ethnicity: Think of a small nation veeeery far away from Vesuvia that's cold for a lot of the year (for reference, think Korea).

Family: a twin sister named Jiyoung, 3 older sisters (Jiwoo, Jeongyeon, Joonhwa), mother and father and paternal grandfather and maternal grandmother who are living.

Backstory: will be linked coming soon

Occupation: Musician - mostly guitar and piano. Enjoys instrument care, arranging and performing in large ensembles, not a soloist by any means. He’s a great singer but he’s shy and singing gives him anxiety

Hobbies: Playing guitar, composing/arranging, reading, writing, shopping

Familiar: a tiny white dragon named Egg. Idc if dragons exist in this world but i feel like they HAVE to..

Love Interest: Asra

Description: Ki is a perceptive and witty magician. To most he comes off as a bit anxious and shy, which he is. Once you get past that, he’s eager, forthcoming and empathetic. He is very kind and likes to believe people have good intentions. He is very helpful and always tries to make sure others are comfortable and happy. He enjoys music and learning musical instruments. He prefers to work more in the background so as to not draw attention to himself. With his friends, he’s actually very talkative, silly and goofy. He’s prone to anxiety and may tense up or feel attacked when put into frightening situations. Unfortunately he has self destructive tendencies and low self esteem and has a hard time due to that.

As a Love Interest: perfect little s/o shut the FUCK UP…. that is if u can deal with low self esteem and anxiety! He really really tries though! He’s also shy with physical affection but will warm up to it eventually with familiarity and trust. Very doting and randomly shows up with delicious food and takes care of u when ur sick. 8/10

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Name: Mathilde “Tilly” LaRue

Meaning: Mighty In Battle? Lol

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Height: 5’11

Birthday: January 16

Star Sign: Capricorn

MBTI: INTP-A

Sexuality: Bi

Favorite Food: Lentil soup

Drink: Black coffee

Magical Abilities: Divination, telekinesis, herbs, defensive magic

Ethnicity: From a large urban area with a large population somewhere in an area a bit cooler and rainier than Vesuvia. (think like. England)(in a modern AU think Afro-caribbean)

Family: Mother and Mother and an older sister named Topaz

Backstory: will be linked coming soon

Occupation: Court Magician (but like simply a well rounded witch who goes wherever the money is)

Hobbies: Exploring, foraging, reading

Familiar: A white ferret named Elle

Love Interest: Muriel

Description: Mathilde is a gentle and thoughtful magician. She is soft-spoken and hates raising her voice, and is often making bizarre and thought provoking side comments in most situations. She is curious and intuitive when it comes to magic and often able to use several methods to predict the future for others. She carries herself in a dreamlike/contemplative manner and does not really care what others think - She’s off in her own world. With friends, she has a good source of humor and gives good advice and is a very good listener. She has an affinity for animals and nature, and would generally prefer to be outside. She can tend to be unrealistic and naive and loses hold on her emotions in tough situations (angry crier…) and feels misunderstood by those around her.

As a love interest: Downright adorable. Sweet, will bring you cool items she found and very endearing. She’s also encouraging and surprisingly cheesy. Not outwardly clingy but if you let her she will. but good fucking luck starting to date her! She is extremely pretty and gets asked out almost every day, turning down 99.999999% of applicants because other people do not particularly interest her and her taste is insanely picky! 10/10 but FAT CHANCE

#my art #bios #my text #the arcana #fan apprentice #ki #tilly #danielle #isabella #jia #refs

[fruitquake]

listen. idk what your headcanons for reg are,,, but,,,, aroace reg coming out to sirius?? brotherly feels??? if you don't vibe with that just bless me with those two brothers, i need to see them hug

mate, i literally love this prompt. here, i hope you like this and that it gives u all the black brother feels <3

hope it’s okay i made this a muggle au, they’re just what i do best lol

(also: at first sirius is quite ignorant but pls read the whole thing before judging)

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Regulus’ heart was beating like a hummingbird’s as he raised his hand and knocked on the door to his brother's room. 

“What do you want?”

Sirius no doubt knew it was him. Their parents never knocked.

Regulus opened the door, struggling to control his breathing. “Uhm… Sirius?”

Sirius was sitting on his bed, laptop in front of him. He rolled his eyes when Regulus entered. 

“Hang on, guys,” he said to the computer screen. Regulus recognized the faces on the screen as Sirius’ friends: James, Remus, and Peter. He took out his headphones and finally looked at Regulus. “This better be important.”

“It is!” Regulus said. It was important. If Sirius knew how much courage it had taken to come in there in the first place, a kind of courage he likely wouldn’t be able to muster again, he would understand the importance. “Please, there’s something I need to tell you.” 

Sirius sighed, turning towards his computer again. For a moment, Regulus thought he was being given the cold shoulder, but then Sirius said to his friends: “Gotta go.”

He hung up and closed the computer, then looked back at Regulus, eyes softening as he noticed how nervous he was. “Everything alright, Reg?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Regulus answered in a shaky voice. Why was he so nervous? Surely, he didn’t have to worry about Sirius not accepting him, when Sirius himself understood what it was like to be… different. 

Sirius himself hadn’t gotten the luxury of coming out on his own terms. Regulus had found out about him and Remus last summer, despite Sirius’ attempts at hiding their relationship. At first, it had been difficult to look at his brother the same: Their parents’ bigoted views had gotten to him, however much he tried to deny it. But over the course of the year, he’d gotten so much better, and then… Well, he’d started to realize he wasn’t “normal”, as their parents put it, either. 

He’d thought he was gay at first. It was the only other option he knew and if he didn’t fancy girls, he had to be gay right? He’d ignored the fact that he didn’t fancy guys either, constantly telling himself that it would come eventually. But then he’d discovered the term “Aromantic”, and everything had made sense. 

“Come on, Reg,” Sirius said, gesturing for him to sit down on the bed. “Tell me what’s up.”

Regulus sat next to him. He wasn’t scared to tell Sirius anymore. He was ready. “I'm asexual,” he told him. “And aromantic.” 

The blank look in Sirius’ eyes was hard to read. “Sorry, what’s that?” he asked after a moment. 

“Well,” Regulus said. “You like boys. Some people like girls, and some again like both…”

“Very well observed, Reg.”

“And I,” Regulus told him. “I don’t like anyone. At least not in that way.”

Sirius stared for a moment, then he shook his head. “That’s not a thing,” he said. “You can’t just not like anyone.”

“No, it is a real-”

“Maybe you’re gay,” Sirius interrupted him. “Trust me, at first I was confused, too, as to why I didn’t like girls.” 

Regulus wanted to cry. His own brother didn’t believe him. “I’m not gay,” he said. 

“There’s nothing wrong with being gay!”

“That’s not what I’m saying!” 

Sirius was taken aback by the sudden raise of Regulus’ voice. He’d tried to hold the tears back but there they were, pooling up in his eyes and slowly rolling down his cheeks. 

He managed to catch Sirius’ shocked expression before turning around to leave. Before he shut the door, he briefly turned around to look at Sirius. “I thought you of all people would understand.”

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My love <3: everything alright? we haven’t heard from u all evening and u usually never stop spamming the groupchat

Sirius looked at the text from Remus, thinking about a good response.

Sirius: Dw I’m fine. Just had a bit of an argument with Reg

He bit down on his lower lip. To call it an argument wasn’t entirely fair. He quickly added another message:

Sirius: I think i might have fucked up

My love <3: how so?

Sirius: Well, it’s kinda hard to explain in text. Can I call you?

My love <3: ofc

Remus picked up after the second ring. “Hey,” he said. “What’s going on?”

Sirius hesitated, before asking: “Have you heard the word “aromantic” before?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Well,” Sirius mumbled. “Reg told me he was aromantic. And... asexual? But… That’s not a real thing, is it?” he asked.

“Yes, Sirius, it is a real thing.”

Oh… “Shit,” he whispered, the image of Regulus running out of his room with tears in his eyes playing in his head again. “I definitely fucked up.”

“You told Regulus it wasn’t real?” Remus asked. 

Sirius sighed, rubbing his eyes. “I… Yeah.” He wanted to try and defend himself but did he really deserve that? “I’m a terrible brother,” he mumbled.

“Well, it was definitely not okay for you to invalidate his identity like that,” Remus said. “But it doesn’t make you a terrible brother. I know how much you care about him, Sirius. You just need to make it up to him and, most importantly, let him know you support him.”

Sirius nodded. “Right,” he said. “Yeah, you’re right, babe. I need to do that.”

-

The music from Regulus’ headphones was so loud he barely heard the knock on his door. He paused the music and sat up in bed, unsure if he’d really heard anything. 

He heard the next set of knocks quite clearly, though, and his brother’s voice which followed them. “Hey, can I come in?” 

Regulus thought back to his conversation with Sirius yesterday. That’s not a thing. You can’t just not like anyone.

“No,” he answered. “Leave me alone.”

“Reg, please,” Sirius said. “I have something for you!”

“Go away.”

There was a pause, and Regulus thought Sirius might’ve left, but after a while he said: “I’ll just slide it under the door, then.”

Regulus turned on his music again and turned away from the door, but he still saw the piece of paper sliding through the small space underneath the door. He didn’t care. Whatever it was, he didn’t want it.

The song ended and a new one began, the loud bass drowning out the world. But it couldn’t silence his curiosity…

He glared at the piece of paper on the floor, before finally giving in and picking it up. 

His heart caught in his throat. It looked like a handmade card of sorts. In the middle, Sirius had drawn a heart, one side in the colours of the asexual flag, the other coloured like the aromantic one. Above the heart he’d written, in pretty cursive letters: “Sorry,” and underneath: “I was a dick.” The “was” has been scratched out and replaced with “am”.  

Regulus teared up, but this time they were tears of joy, as he rushed out the door. He almost collided with Sirius, who was still standing in the hallway. He glanced nervously at Regulus.

“I know this doesn’t make things right,” Sirius said. “But… I hope it counts for something.”

Regulus nodded, looking down at the card still clutched in his hands. It was clear that a lot of effort had been put into it.

Sirius put his hand on Regulus’ shoulder and he looked back up at him. There was a sincere look in his eyes, something Regulus had never seen from him before.

“I’m sorry I was so ignorant, and so quick to judge,” Sirius said. “That’s exactly how people treat me for my sexuality, so… I really should’ve known better. I’m sorry.”

Regulus bit down on his lower lip. He wasn’t going to cry in front of his brother again; it was embarrassing enough the first time. 

“I just want you to know,” Sirius said, “That you have my full support, Reg. I… Yesterday, after our conversation, I spent hours doing research and I found out some really interesting things. Did you know sexuality is a whole spectrum?” His eyes glistened with excitement. “Like, asexuality and aromanticism are even spectrums of themselves! Isn’t that cool?”

Regulus couldn’t help but grin. He was having trouble concealing his own excitement. “Yeah,” he said. “That’s cool, Sirius.”

Before he even realized what was happening, Sirius pulled him into a hug. A real, warm, brotherly hug. Regulus couldn’t remember ever being hugged like that before. He didn’t quite know how to feel about it.

“Y’know,” he said, arms hanging awkwardly in the air as he wasn’t sure where to put them. “I really appreciate your support, but this is kinda weird. We never hug.” 

That only made Sirius hug him tighter. “We do now,” he said. “C’mon, just roll with it, you’re ruining the moment.

Slowly, Regulus returned the hug. It actually, strangely, felt… Good? “Thank you,” he mumbled, feeling safer and more loved than he remembered ever feeling before. 

Sirius chuckled. “We should do this more often.”

#aaaaaaa i rly hope you like this #sirius black #regulus black #aroace regulus black #the black brothers #the marauders era #wolfstar #muggle au

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The funny thing about RR!St3 (and yes I'm still talking about this) is that its technically your au so if u don't like stuff about season 3-and maybe that's like everything lmao- than you can change it for this au!!! so what're some things you could change to flex on the duffers with ur beautiful Galaxy brain?

oh ur so right….oh man OH MAN the power in my hands right now…this is super long but i got so into it okay thank u…

First off, my real vision for RR!ST3 would not be too close to how ST3 went down; the RR!ST3 I originally hashed out was me trying to stick close to ST3 but as I said then, it was hard bc many of the issues in ST3 wouldn’t happen if Mike wasn’t obsessed with El and if we actually address the fact that these kids are dealing with serious trauma from the events of ST2. In RR!ST2, Mike would be the one dealing with being possessed, Will would have been at his side the entire time, Nancy and Mike would be a lot tighter thanks to RR!ST1 (like she’d be very overprotective because she almost lost her brother and he’s annoying yeah but she can’t imagine not having him in her life anymore). So when RR!ST2 ends with the Snowball, I can see Mike still dancing with El when she returns because he needs to thank her, she saved his life after all, but I really. just cannot see his level of attachment being enough to try to date her. Because in ST1 and at the beginning of ST2, Mike is wracked with guilt about losing her, about bonding with her and ultimately her being a sacrifice to save them. He doesn’t have that in RR!ST1 and RR!ST2, at least not to the same degree as ST1 and ST2. He didn’t have the time to bond to El and while I think he might have fleeting feelings for his savior (like I said, nightingale effect) and have some guilt about how she seemingly gave up her life to save everyone, especially him, I also think RR!ST2 Mike would be very attached to Will though given how Will trusted him and stuck by him despite all the horrors. Mike takes loyalty very seriously and Will being with Nancy and Karen (as she would be the “crazy” mom who lost her son in RR!ST1, but she’d enlist Joyce’s help since Ted wouldn’t really care so it would be power duo Joyren trying to figure out where Mike is) in the RR!ST2 shed scene would mean a lot to him.

Now, we have those 8 months between ST2 and ST3 where basically Mike and El entered a relationship in ‘85. In that time frame in the RR au, I would focus more on how the Party is getting over the trauma they faced during RR!ST2. Firstly, Mike is definitely not okay after being possessed by a demonic godly shadow force. He’s in therapy again maybe, back on medications, IDK what exactly but he is broken inside but trying his best to act like everything is normal and he wasn’t just possessed. I think he would try to cling onto his childhood as Will did in ST3, because Mike didn’t get to grow up normal since he got kidnapped and possessed by monsters. Will and El would bond a lot in those 8 months though, definitely becoming closer siblings and El having a crush on Mike can still a thing. Mike might not feel that same way for her but he’d be down for dating if just to feel normal again. Part of that may be to continue dampening how he feels for Will because he just wants to be a regular kid again and what he feels for his best friend is not at all natural in his mind. I like the idea of Mike and El getting together in ST3 at the mall scene so I’d stick with that. But I also feel like Mike would definitely also be spending half the time subconsciously trying to stay away from El because she’s also a reminder of the horrors he faced in the UD and with the Mind Flayer.

There would be a lot of Will, El, Mike moments too! Will is her brother of sorts in the RR au and Hopper is only ever really comfortable with Mike coming to visit when Will is over, too, even before Mike agrees to date El.

So okay, Episode 1 of RR!ST3 deals with the fact that all the kids are still dealing with some sort of trauma. Mike wakes up from a nightmare, uses his walkie talkie to contact Will, and Will comes over and sits in his room with him and they chat for a bit until Mike can fall back asleep. Will sits at the foot of Mike’s bed watching him sleep before he sneaks back out the house. Nancy catches him and thanks him for stopping by and then he catches Lucas outside too while making his way back home. Lucas casually mentions that he couldn’t sleep and they chat about how weird things have been when no one in Hawkins knows what happened last fall. In the early afternoon the next day, Will bikes over to Hopper’s cabin to hang out with El, they listen to music and doodle together for hours, just being great friends. El casually mentions that she might have a bit of a crush on Mike (who comes with Dustin, Lucas, and El to visit sometimes because fuck ST3 and isolating El from the Party). This could be a moment for Will to be like, “Oh, me, too.” and they can bond over liking Mike together (that’d be cute af!! and it would help Will feel more comfortable about how he feels toward Mike when he’s able to talk about it without persecution). She asks him if Mike likes him back and Will kinda just stops doodling.

“I don’t know,” he murmurs hoarsely. “He’s never said anything.”

El hums and takes out a purple crayon to color in the grass. “Do you know if he likes me?”

Will says he doesn’t know but that he’ll figure it out for her. Hopper won’t let her come with Will to the movie that night so he promises one night he’ll help sneak her out and then bikes over to the theater. We have the ST3 theater scene but it’s reversed of course, so it’s Mike who feels the Mind Flayer and Will who asks him if he’s okay. Mike isn’t as shy and flustered as Will was in ST3 though, he tries to brush Will off petulantly (as RR!ST3 Mike tries his best to act like the events of RR!ST2 aren’t affecting him as much as it is) but Will takes his hand and says, “It’s okay to not be okay.” and Mike kinda fidgets but squeezes his hand in turn before they both go back to watching the movie.

The next day when Dustin comes back, we have the Party going up to Cerebro but there would not be any El and Mike leaving like in ST3. Instead, Will and El are whispering between themselves but it’s not really much about anything. El is too shy to ask Mike if he wants to sit with her as they listen to Dustin call his girlfriend and Will just wants her to feel comfortable near Mike and keeps pestering for her to just sit next to him. Mike is irritated because he wanted to hang with Will more today and he’s bonding with El. His powers activate from his irritation and he’s blocking the radio signal for Dustin and Suzie’s call. When it starts getting late, the Party splits up, Will and El leaving first because of curfew (a real one not the lie El told in ST3). Lucas and Max leave next and Mike is left solo with Dustin.

“I know that Will and El aren’t together, but god, I feel so childish being the single one out.” Mike complains as a chill breeze washes over the two of them.

Dustin hums distractedly, still trying to work out why Cerebro isn’t picking up Suzie’s channel. It takes a moment for Mike’s words to sink in and then he perks. “You know, El likes you.”

“She what?” Mike blurts, giving Dustin a look. “No, she doesn’t. She can’t.”

“Uh, but she can and she does.” Dustin turns a random knob to a different frequency. “It’s pretty obvious; she was sending you heart eyes this entire time if your oblivious ass would have realized.”

Mike isn’t sure how to feel about it. He’s always seen El as Will’s sister, especially with Hopper attempting (and kinda failing) at dating Joyce. Even when they danced at Snowball, it was a thing of gratitude, of joy, of acknowledging that she hadn’t died and he was happy about that. But, El actually liking him? “What am I supposed to do about that?”

“Do you like her?”

Mike scrunches his nose. He feels…something toward her but he’s not really sure what it is. It’s not the same way he feels toward Nancy but it’s not what he felt toward Max either. And it’s definitely not what he feels toward Will, but he doesn’t want to think about that right now. He wants to feel normal. “I’m not sure.”

“Well, if it’s not a solid no, then I’d say go for it.” Dustin adjusts his hat and leans back with a sigh. “She’s cute and I think this is the first time a cute girl has ever liked your nerdy ass.”

“Shut up,” laughs Mike and he nudges his friend who grins in turn. He looks up at the sky and sighs. “I should probably get back home before my mom goes nuts. Talk to you later, yeah?”

“I’m leaving, too,” he sighs as he stands up. “I don’t know why this isn’t working. Maybe the clouds are too overcast.”

Mike shrugs and flicks at the radio’s antenna. It buzzes erratically, static blasting through Dustin’s headphones and then suddenly there’s a voice coming through the noise. It’s a blend of things, like the receiver is caught between two frequencies. One is Suzie, the other is some spoken code (in English because the random inclusion of the Russians works for Red Scare era / anti-Russia 80′s America but like…it had no set up so I wouldn’t use it for RR!ST3) that neither Mike nor Dustin can understand. Dustin tries to fix the frequency channels to focus on Suzie, but he looses her and the input only focuses on the frequency the code is on. Mike touches the antenna again, holding on this time around, and he can literally feel the electric currents coursing through him, something sharper than a tickle but not as harsh as actual electrocution. The dials on the receiver interface start wavering about randomly and crazily until Mike lets go and then there’s only static again.

“What the,” Dustin mutters, bending down to check how Cerebro is working. “What did you do?”

Mike stares down at his hands, a panic attack on the edge of his senses because, seriously, what the hell was that? First having flashbacks in the theater and feeling that shocking tingling sensation on their way up the hill, now this? “I…I don’t know.”

Dustin taps at a dial and frowns. “Touch it again. Like hold onto it as you did earlier.” Mike does as told and the dials go nuts again. “Mike…do you…have you had any issues near electrical appliances recently?”

Mike scowls and tries to remember if anything odd has happened recently. “No? Not really. Sometimes the radio in my mom’s car doesn’t work and the TV gets a little staticy but that’s normal. Oh, and we had flickering lights out at the cabin when Will, Lucas, and I visited but it’s a cabin in the woods so what do you expect.”

Dustin bites at his bottom lip. “And this only happens when you’re around?”

“I, uh,” Mike grabs at his hair, “No, no, it doesn’t. It doesn’t. It can’t…I’m not, what…I thought that was the Upside Down only.”

“What do you mean?”

“I could touch the lights and the TV when I was in the Upside Down version of the basement. And when I touched them, everything glowed. Kind of like casting Daylight in D&D.” Mike struggles to find his breath; he never really talks about what it was like in the Upside Down. “And…and I knew, I knew where the demogorgon was before I should have. Like innate. And the dead people…”

“Detect Evil?” Dustin suggests, cocking his head to the side. “Mike, do you think any of that stuck with you here?”

[ So basically, the equivalent of “magic” in D&D is electricity in the real world / the Upside Down since electricity and tech is kinda like modern magic, and all of Mike’s powers in the Upside Down are, in theory, paladin spells. He couldn’t control which lights flickered on like Will did in ST1 but he can turn them on and he can create a beacon, along with talking to the dead and having an innate circle of protection around him (a magic circle as paladins can have!) ]

Mike goes back home totally freaked out and refusing to believe he has “powers” because his time in the UD felt like such a nightmare anyway. He just wanted to survive, he didn’t ask for this, he didn’t ask for the Mind Flayer to possess him and use his body to kill people, to almost destroy Hawkins in the process. And that night, Mike decides he absolutely cannot let these possible powers do anything or mean anything because he’s normal, he’s a normal 14-year-old boy who is absolutely not crushing on his very male best friend, no, he’s gonna get a girlfriend, and hang out at the mall like kids do over the summer, and everything is going to be fine.

The next day, Will doesn’t go over to El’s place to hang out, Mike picks up the phone and says a dumb lie about Will being busy to try to get out of it. (“Friends don’t lie,” says El afterwards. “But brothers do.” snorts Max, “All. The. Time.”) He’s frustrated by El wanting to spend time with Will one-on-one when he’s trying to get the og4 Party members together for some normal hangout time playing D&D because, again, Mike here is the one trying to cling onto his childhood, even more now that he might have “powers”. They play D&D with Mike as DM and it all goes well until Karen comes downstairs asking about magnets and Mike internally freaks out. He’s been feeling like someone is watching him for a while now (hint: El when spying on the boys in the Void) and now his mom is talking about something that could very well be his powers working. Dustin knows and can actually see it, so he suggests everyone should get some fresh air and hang out at the mall. The Party goes out shopping, they hang out at Scoops Ahoy and Mike and Dustin share their story about the radio last night but purposefully leave out details about what Mike did with the antenna. Will feels guilty for lying so he’s trying to find some new clothes so El isn’t always wearing Hopper’s hand-me-downs, and they run into Max and El outside.

“Well, well, well,” Max huffs as she crosses her arms. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”

Will is worried because El leaving the house and being at the mall of all places would definitely make Hopper upset. “Are you okay?” he asks her, careful not to sound too overbearing. “Does Hopper know you’re here?”

El shrugs. “I told him I was seeing Max. And I am.” She turns to Mike. “You said Will couldn’t come over yet you are shopping. Why did you lie?”

Mike, who has spent practically the whole time at the mall on pins and needles, is really not in the mood for being questioned like this. “It just came out. I wanted to hang with the boys, okay? Just us. Like old days.”

El frowns. “Do you not like me?”

“No! No, I really like you!” Mike softens up and gives her a smile. “Honest; friends don’t lie, right? I’m sorry I lied to you. Today’s been…weird.” Dustin huffs at that. “Don’t worry about it though, I genuinely like you.”

And Mike doesn’t mean it that way–he had just said ‘friends don’t lie’ because he really does see her as a friend–but El takes it that way, and she grins widely, blushing as she ducks her head. “I like you, too, Mike.”

Will didn’t even think Mike liked El that way but now that it’s spoken in front of him, he can feel his heart breaking just a bit because any chance he thought he had is gone in his mind. El steps into Mike’s space and he blinks a couple times. “I want to go out with you.”

Dustin gasps, Lucas covers his mouth, Will tries his best not to look dejected, and Max whoops at her side. Mike turns to Will, who is staring at his feet, and then looks back at El. (A parallel to Snowball when Will looked at Mike for approval before going to dance with Zombie Boy girl.) Mike told himself he was gonna get a girlfriend and be normal, right? Ignore whatever happens in his chest when Will smiles at him. Ignore all of that and his stupid powers and be normal. “Yeah. Yeah, okay. Let’s go out.”

So the Party stays at the mall a little longer and Mike and El hang out together and get ice cream at Scoops’ Ahoy, which is amusing to Steve and Robin both. At the end, they go back to the Wheelers and El has to go back to the cabin but Mike is kind of in a daze because wow, he just got a girlfriend for the first time and went on a date with her. Dustin keeps teasing him, Lucas is cackling and making kissing jokes, but Will…Will is oddly silent at first. They get back on the campaign but no one can really concentrate and Will starts getting concerned about El and how she was out and about without Hopper’s knowledge. Mike is even more frustrated now because he thought things were going to start getting normal now, but it just seems to be falling apart. Will won’t even concentrate on the campaign, Dustin is horrible at trying to be subtle about if Mike’s powers are activating, and Lucas is complaining with Will about how Max and El are hanging out.

Mike lashes out and storms outside, where Will goes after him. “Mike, I’m sorry, it’s a really good campaign,” Will starts with a hand to Mike’s shoulder, “but I’m worried about El and I just…I can’t concentrate right now. We can play it tomorrow, I promise.”

Mike yanks himself away from Will. “Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, it’s always tomorrow! I said ‘see you tomorrow’ before and then I never did! Tomorrow may never fucking come! But oh, that doesn’t matter, huh? Tomorrow always comes for you. Tomorrow is always gonna be better.”

“Mike,”

“No!” he yells and lightening crackles in the distance. “No, you don’t get to say anything! You keep spending time with El, forgetting about all of us! I’m her boyfriend now and I’m not even this obsessed with her whereabouts.” He waves at Will, who scowls. “She’s not even really your sister and you’re letting her just ruining the party like this? And for what? So you can have a fake younger sister to hole up in her room all day?”

Will’s nostrils flare. “El is my sister whether you like it or not!” He snaps back with irritation. “It’s not my fault you don’t like El!”

Mike pauses, eyes widening just a fraction as his breath visibly hitches. No one was supposed to know that he wasn’t even sure how he felt…Dustin himself had come to the conclusion that Mike knew he liked El all along. Will though wants to take it back immediately. Taking out his anger onto Mike isn’t fair at all and just because Mike suddenly has a girlfriend doesn’t mean he should try to accuse Mike of not liking her. But he can’t help but question either way because Mike barely alluded to seeing her that way anyway.

“Look, I’m…I’m sorry, that came out wrong. So wrong.” He steps toward Mike, who tenses up more. “I know you like El, okay? I know you care about her. I care about her, too, just differently. She helped save you and the Party, how can I not care? That type of care has been with me for months. I can’t shut that off. I’m sorry.”

Mike’s breathing is getting denser and his vision is getting blurry because now he knows. Now he knows how he feels and he really fucked up saying yes to dating El. He doesn’t like her like Nancy and he doesn’t like her like Max either. He especially doesn’t like her like a boyfriend. “I like El like how you like her.”

“Mike?” Will’s voice is soft and shaking a little and Mike feels like throwing up.

“El saved me,” he whispers, “She saved me and I like her for that. I do. But she’s not…”

“She’s not what?”

Mike is crying now, angry tears dripping down his face like the rain as his voice crackles like the thunder. “She’s not you! I thought she would be enough and maybe I was wrong for it but it hasn’t even been a full day and I already know! I already know I don’t like her like that because I like you!”

There’s nothing but the patter of rain and Mike’s heavy breathing, and Mike can already feel his heart breaking because he spent so long trying to deny this and now he blurted it out in the midst of an argument like a dumbass and now Will is going to hate him. Hate him for not being normal, hate Mike for being what Lonnie always said he was. He’s crying still, hands shaking at his side as the tears continue to spill.

Will looks up at him with widened eyes and Mike can’t take it any longer. He can’t face the inevitable rejection right now. “I need to go.”

“Mike, wait, no! Mike!” Will rushes toward him but Mike’s already on his bike and riding through the rain. “Mike! Mike, come back!”

When Mike doesn’t turn back, Will rushes downstairs, tears streaming down his face as well and he can barely get his words out. “We need to find Mike, we need to find him now!”

“Will, what happened?” Lucas asks but Will grabs his jacket instead of replying.

“We need to go, now.” the brunette is shaking and Dustin puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Seriously, Will, what happened? Is he okay? Is he hurt?”

“Yes, yes, oh my god,” Will collapses on the stairs before he can finish climbing them. “Oh my god, he confessed to me.”

“Confessed what? His powers?”

Will blinks a few times and looks up at Dustin as he rubs at his runny nose. “His what? Powers?”

Dustin freezes. “Oh. I, uh, I thought…oh…oh. Mike likes you?”

Will waves a passing hand. “Pause, what is this about Mike’s powers?”

Lucas speaks up with irritation. “I thought you said we need to go!”

So all the boys get on their bikes and ride toward the Byers house since that’s where Mike would go when his nightmares got bad enough and it’s a safe place for him outside of the basement. Dustin explains what Mike had done with Cerbero and how they caught this code that he had been sort of hashing out with Steve and Robin when they went to the mall. No one is home at the Byers residence (Joyce and Karen are out with Hopper doing their whole side storyline there) and Will starts to freak out more.

“Where would he be, where would he be?”

Lucas crosses his arms. “Maybe the cabin? That’s where his girlfriend is after all.”

And that’s not where Mike is, he’s actually with Steve and Robin at the mall given he feels he’d be better off with someone who understands the UD/MF mess (Steve) and someone who doesn’t know the Party dynamics (Robin). He’s just about to tell Robin about his confession to Will when he feels the Mind Flayer and knows that he’s back.

The rest of the season is kinda…the same ish but also not?? But so I don’t write out the whole damn thing now lmao here are the pointers:

El and Mike are still trying to be girlfriend and boyfriend when they reunite at the cabin (Scoops Troop is a thing but it’s not tied to the Russian bs so they aren’t at the mall the entire time) but Mike is also really uncomfortable with El’s advances though he tries not to act like it.

Mike avoids Will as best he can even though Will keeps trying to get one-on-one time with Mike to confess that he likes him back

Jonathan and Nancy team up at the cabin too with news about the exploding rats (the MF’s attempt to possess non humans that went wrong) and Mike speaks up about how he might have powers himself

El tries to teach him how to go into the Void (which would be like a prayer for him) but when he does so, he ends up running into the Mind Flayer and find out that it’s after him and is willing to kill all his friends to get to him

Mike and El both pull out of the Void together gasping and crying and Will is immediately at Mike’s side as Max rushes to El. “He’s going to kill us,” Mike sobs shakily, “He’s going to kill us all.”

El gets attacked by the Mind Flayer (not Meat Flayer) because it was coming for Mike and she intercepted the transmission using her mind

At the hospital Mike breaks up with El (instead of how in ST3 they became friends again), and she’s a little hurt but understanding when he confesses that he likes someone more than her and doesn’t want to hurt her by lying to her constantly when dating her

Will finally gets Mike to himself here and is about to confess but then Mike feels the Mind Flayer (his innate sense evil power) and it’s possessed someone. He confronts it, helps save Nancy from the shapeshifting demogorgon attacking her, and banishes it from this dimension, only to pass out from the effort

El takes over with her powers and with Mike’s help, accesses the radio to find the channel that Dustin and Mike had found before. She discovers that someone is trying to open the gate again under the mall

At the supermarket, Will and Mike finally get to talk and Will confesses that he likes Mike, too. “Blank makes you crazy, right?” Mike chuckles as he takes Will’s hand in his own. He’s not willing to say love yet even if he knows it’s true. He knows that Will understands him though. Will always does.

“Yeah,” the boy replies sweetly, “blank makes you crazy.”

Cue an almost kiss before Lucas and Dustin come around with the fireworks and they all get over to the mall

Big battle against the Mind Flayer and the people it possessed. Instead of a giant gory meat machine, it possesses people in Hawkins like it did Mike in RR!ST2 and uses them to shapeshift them into individual monsters. So the Party is attacked by a horde of demogorgons and demodogs!!

The fireworks help a lot as Lucas suggested, and Mike and El work together as superpowered besties to banish the Mind Flayer from all the neighbors. Some die in the process (because it’s just, brutal and violent and horrible) and Mike gets temporarily repossessed in the battle but he’s more leveled up now and understands how this works, so he can banish the MF from him (a level 4 paladin spell might I add!) as much as El used her powers to take out the piece of the meat machine in her leg in ST3

Hopper closes the gate but not in enough time (we need him in the Upside Down for RR!ST4) and then the Mind Flayer retreats, but it kills all the people it had possessed in the process, which only wrecks the kids with guilt for being unable to save everyone like they almost did

This also frightens Mike who has been possessed by the Mind Flayer because it means his connection is still strong enough that the Mind Flayer could kill him instantly too (but it won’t bc Mike and El’s powers are too strong and it could possibly kill itself trying to kill them through that connection)

At the end there’s no one really moving away. El has lost her powers, Mike’s are nearly depleted / he doesn’t know how to use them without El’s help. Everyone is mourning Hopper and with El and Mike unable to use their powers, they can’t go into the Void to see that Hopper’s actually alive.

uhhh the epilogue is the first day of high school and the Party are hopping off their bikes and chatting about something nonsensical. Lucas and Max are holding hands, Dustin is waving his arms about wildly as he explains his latest science project, and Mike and Will are standing close together, just enough to brush their fingers together. (El is homeschooled since she needs to catch up on her education)

“You okay?” Will asks quietly as they stand off to the side away from the bustling crowds. “It’s okay to not be okay.”

“I know,” Mike grins down at his boyfriend, which is still so blush inducing to think about, so he blushes. “But, I’m fine. I’ve got you right beside me so I’m definitely okay.”

#role reversal au #RR!ST3 #byler #otp: palaric #omggggg #i love this so much oh my god #thank you for giving me the leeway to rebuild the au!! #anon #yams answers #yams writes

[mx-in-words]

Jooheon friends-to-lover!AU.

Fluff, some angst. Kind of smut maybe? Nothing big.

That's my first au so please let me know if you guys liked. Enjoy ♡

~ I'm so soft for this picture shit

So, my english it's not good at all but I will give this shot okay? Sorry anyway

You are a artist in your "free time" and during the day you actually work in yours parent's company, since you did administrative college and the work pay your bills - also, it's not bad at all. It's a tourism company so you just enjoy taking care about the most political things.

It happens that you know Hyungwon because your parent's and his parent's know each other for a looong time, which it's okay for you??? Yeah, hyung it's a nice guy... but you just don't like him that much, not that close friends you know?

It's Friday night, your friends are in your apartment listening some Lo-Fi Playlist while taking about boring stuff of life, broken hearts memorys and how you all love the idea of having a art gallery together. Some of them are plastic artists, some are photographer's , writers and of course, like you, the painters.

The wine and some crazy cocktails with too much vodka were making everyone's take long laughs and blush more than normally.

You just stopped a moment to appreciate your friends.

" hey y/n, wake up lil bitch, can you do this for me?" You shaked your head to pay attention in your friend.

" hm, sorry, what? " you turn completely to her, showing that you're absolutely focusing on her straight away.

" please help me with your friend hyungwon~~~ " she was making the cutest face ever, you rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smile. Your thoughts actually came seen both of them as a couple and Yeah, can work quite good... why not?

" sure, but you know his an idol right? The only reason why any of the fans have killed me yet it's because they know that we are like cousins, almost family and we are not THAT close."

She keeps saying how you should help her and you just did it.

After thinking a lot you called hyungwon with a good idea in your head.

" hey sleephead, how are you?" You smile, FaceTiming with the most sleepy boy ever.

" I am a very hard worker miss y/n! I am going to see you in the barbecue in two days, why did you call me?" The fact that his voice was so soft and calm made your heart melt for your friend.

" I am not going to the barbecue... neither are you actually..." " it's that so?" He laugh putting his hands on his mouth

" yes mister, I will tell why!!!! Party at my place, pizza and some snacks, my crazy but very artistic friends anddd your idols friends. What do you think?"

"yes mister, I will tell why!!!! Party at my place, pizza and some snacks, my crazy but very artistic friends anddd your idols friends. What do you think?"

"sounds GReAT! Let's do it but I am bringing the alcohol because literally you are weiiird" he rolled his eyes.

" whatt? What do you mean crackhead?"

" if I put sugar plus sixteen shots of vodka its your perfect drink, but if I gave you a sip of beer you're making the most gross face ever!"

you literally said that you will kill him but he's right. You ended the call, thinking that you know hyungwon for decades but never meet his members.

Of course you knew monsta x, you're not a dumb shit but you never talked to them. Only Wonho, twice, he was in hyungwon bedroom and pick up your call but that's it.

you texted to your friends in the chat group saying about your plan to get hyungwon with your friend, but nothing very pushy... just to give a little hand.

You searched the names of the others members and find yourself having,,, a,,, crush in ... jooheon?

WHO IS HIM OH FUCK HE'S LOOKS GOOD UHUM.

You decided that the best thing you can really do is sleep and let it go. He's an idol, nop, let it go girl...

this two finals days have been very slow but not boring, actually you worked very hard and everything was looking just fine,,, which is strange!!!! But you just thought " yeah maybe life is planning something huh? I can see it coming"

okay, Friday night, you were getting your makeup ready, really soft glam but nothing too big. Dressing a revealing outfit but very comfy also, high waisted ripped jeans with a white cropped and a militar jacket. Your hair was beautiful, just do way you like it and you smile seeing the final result.

your friends were coming and soon hyungwon was in your door, holding a lot of snacks and the drinks. You greet him and two of the members that get in with him: minhyuk and shownu.

Minhyuk was really loud and that matched with your friends just instantly. Shownu was more quiet but he's sweet personality make everyone fell warm around him.

Soon Chankyun, Wonho and Kihyun arrived. Everyone was playing a drinking game and no sign of jooheon. You didn't want to make this weird question because you didn't know him anyway.

The bottle was pointing you and hyungwon.

"So loser, truth or dare?"

" Dare but remember that I have some photos of you before you fixed your eyebrows so be careful"

you were like BiTCh ShUUUt UPPP okay ~~ " yeah yeah chill boy, I dare you to give a kiss IN THE CHEAK CALM DOWN in the two most beautiful girls here"

he let a sign but just smiled, he got up and kissed your cheak - of course since he likes to breath - and OMG YOUR FRIEND OH SHIT IS HAPPENING.

everyone just give them a " uhuhhhh" " nice"

you hear the door and opened very quickly.

" hi, you're y/n right? " and that was it. Your heart just skipped a beat, the most handsome men with the brightest and most beautiful smile in the world was right in front of you.

" yes! Hi, come in, jooheon right?" You give him space to come in. Calm. The. Fuck.down.

every since jooheon got in, the game got more focused in actually make people drink, everyone was wasted in less than two hours.

" hyungwon" Wonho was supposed to ask a true " is it true that you said to us to not even look at y/n BUT if someone was suppose to do that it can only be jooheon?"

you blushed very hard trying to not laugh and jooheon did the same, what on Earth is happening?

" yes but really y/n!!! jooheon and you!!! I always wanted to introduce both of you but I don't want to make things weird." Hyungwon was saying slowly, moving his hands and petting your head like a lil kid.

The night continued and you finded yourself in the kitchen putting more snacks when jooheon was right next to you.

one minute was like hey and other both of you were talking about the music industry and real talents,, like bffs omg.

" yeah like Chris Brown its nice but he's sexist!!! Look, you and your band can't even get a fucking tattoo and guys like him can beat up his girlfriend or some of them can rape woman and everyone still liking them? Unfair to me bro. " you said eating one of the chips.

" yo you are so fucking right! Like wtf he can be good but that's a lot of new good people that will act like Jesus to get one percent of this guys fame" He said very seriously.

you two keep talking until your friends called you in a rush.

everyone was pointing to the roof, where the window was open and you could see hyungwon very close to your friend, FLIRTING AF!!! YOU WERE SO PROUND AND HAPPY.

" wow I think you are a Cupid right? " jooheon smiled at me and we joined to everyone's conversation until 3 am.

when everyone left, jooheon put his hand in your shoulder and asked your number. You give it to him smiling, saying that you will wait for his text.

since that day, everyday that passed you and jooheon became inseparable and you just felt so safe and warm with him.

after four mouths, he became your bestie. No, you didn't tell your feelings because you were afraid!!!! He's too much, you can't!!!

' can I just come over to cuddle with you? Tough day :( ' he texted you. 'Sure dude, doors, my sofa and my arms are open to you.' You texted back.

'on my way little bee' since you called him joohoney or just honey, he started to call you lil bee, it was cute sure thing but made your heart beat faster than normal, what is not actually good.

" heey little bee, I am here" he said closing the door " I brought you Chinese food".

" I can't live without you anymore, you bring me food!" You hugged him but he hugged you tight, for maybe more than just 20 seconds. " hey joohoney, are you okay?"

- he looked at you with tearing eyes, shaking his head in a no. You hold his hand but pushed him to the sofa. You put a blanket on him, brought his food for him, putting in the table in front of him and hugged him inside the blanket.

" you know you can tell me anything right?" I smiled to him, holding his hands.

" y/n " he looked deep in your eyes " please tell me you don't see me only as a friend."

you have no answer. Of course you don't, but what if... You don't want to screw up everything, you don't see yourself without jooheon anymore. Also the fans, the idol life, your busy jobs...

" please look at me and say that you feel the same. Say that you want me too"  he was really close to you, you can feel his slow breath and how good he smells.

fuck it.

you kissed him. You don't know why but you just did it, and giiiiirl it was dawn good.

his lips were smooth, he put his hands in your face to make the kiss more deep but still soft.

you just feel him anywhere everywhere and all you could think is " why did it take so long? I been ready for this kiss since hyungwon get it monsta x"

since you were apart now, jooheon hugged you and whispered in you ear " please be mine, please"

you felt goosebumps and look at him again. You felt his lips on yours once again but this time hungry, with passion and desire. You couldn't stop, we was addictive, like a dream but so much intense.

his hands now were all over your body and he layed you down in the sofa. The make out session was becaming something more. He's volume now was pressing against your sex and you could feel yourself getting more and more wet every kiss and everytime his hands traveled for your body.

" we should stop right now or I will be hard for me to stop, princess" he whispered looking to you breathless.

" please don't stop jooheon" you said that with all your heart, you need him. " I need you".

that was all jooheon need to know. He didn't stop and girl, cof cof the boy IS GOOD.

you slept together cuddling in your sofa, naked and feeling like finally things were right.

in the next day, you woke up and turn over to see jooheon. He was sleeping like an angel, he was so beautiful and that was scary for you, why would he choose you?

" what is going on in this pretty head huh?" He asked slowly opening his eyes and giving you a soft kiss in your forehead.

" nothing, just happy to be with you."

" God, I am waiting for this for so long, don't ever let go, I am really in love with you y/n so please be my girlfriend."

you smiled and nodded, kissing him. " of course, you're my honey boyfriend, and I am in love with you too"

since this day you were a couple.

jooheon was the best boyfriend.

rap battles to see who gets the last slice of pizza.

pillow talk with some chill lo-fi. Deep stuff and the most funniest inside jokes that make you cry for laughing so hard.

sometimes when you open the door for him he just closes the door with you and take you right there ;) " I been thinking about you and your sexy body the hole day, do you know how crazy I am for you?".

trying to cook for you in the dorms but kihyun and minhyuk can't let him live in peace.

watch some classic films with you. Cry in some fluffy scenes and says how grateful he is for having you :').

making you massages in bad days.

but honestly he is so jealous about hyungwon and you. Even tho hyungwon and your friend are dating for longer than you two.

no big deal, he just get like " please give me more attention I love you more than him :( " and it's a big teddy bear uwu.

... part 2 is here.

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