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eightmakesonebraincell · 11 months

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into the aurora | @honeyhotteoks 🩶

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: idol!ateez x non-idol!reader, fluff, angst, smut, trigger warnings

length: 35/35 chapters [completed] - 208.6k

you didn’t expect to run into choi san outside of the venue, especially when your phone was dead and you were stranded in a random city. a kind offer for a phone charger turns into so much more, and you end up falling into a relationship with all eight members of ateez.

murphy's law | @atzfilm

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: alien!ateez, soulmate au, angst, fluff, smut, trigger warnings

length: 5/5 chapters [completed] - 98k

according to murphy’s law, everything that can go wrong will go wrong. black holes circle each other until they collide and merge, a cataclysm so fierce, sends ripples soaring through the fabric, crossing thousands of kilometers within a fraction of a second, leaving behind a wave on the space-time continuum. that’s the simplest way you can describe meeting him. and yet, even that is an understatement.

dewdrops at dawn | @sunmoonjune 🩶

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: demon!au, fluff, angst, heavy suggestive content, trigger warnings

length: oneshot - 17.2k

you’ve never really believed in angels, or anything of the sort, but in a last ditch effort to escape a grave situation – you find yourself to praying for someone - anyone - to come help you. “wow, you would not believe how fast angels are! I had to fight like six of them to answer your call!”

oh my *** | @ohmyamor

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: guardian angel!au, fluff, angst, comfort, near death experiences

length: oneshot - 10.2k

everyone supposedly has a guardian angel, one that’s tasked to always keep their human out of trouble and on the right path of life. but you don’t just have one, you have...eight?!

like the moon | @sunmoonjune 🩶🩶

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, heavy themes, trigger warnings

length: 17/? chapters [ongoing] - 160k

it’s finally the day of your trial. you’ve been waiting for this day for years. will you succeed and become a warrior your clan can finally be proud of? or will you fail, and be banished from the village forever?

the rainbow thief | @bluehwale

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: demigods!ateez, fluff, crack, angst

length: 2/3 chapters [indefinite hiatus] - 5.1k

camp half blood introduces you to a new life — new routines, a goddess as a mom, siblings you've only recently knew about, and of course, the eight friends (or lovers?) you made along the way.

first flight to hongkong | @byuntrash101

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: flight attendant!reader, smut

length: oneshot - 18.3k

yes, you’re suprised when your company offers you a vacant spot in the vip crew. but “surprised” doesn’t cut it when you discover what kind of service your company provides the vips

front row angel au | @bobateastay

pairing: ot8 x reader, some parts ot8-focused

genre: emo rock band!ateez x fangirl!reader, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, smut, trigger warnings

length: 6/? parts [status unknown] - 17.9k

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[new chapter added] misfits | @tainsan

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: college!au, fluff, angst, smut

length: 13/? chapters [ongoing] - 113.3k

when your world comes crashing down, the only people who are able to comfort you are the notorious group, ateez. you’ve heard rumours after rumours about the eight males who are as cold as ice, yet for some reason, they are the warmest people you know. when they offer you a place to live after your housing is destroyed by a fire, you end up finding out dark secrets that have been hidden for years.

without a trace | @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l 🩶

pairing: ot8 x reader

genre: vigilante!au, action, angst, slight crack, heavy themes

length: 11/11 chapters + 10/10 podcast transcripts [completed] - 98.6k

vigilante work has been outlawed, thus sending nine prominent vigilantes either into retirement or into lower ground and, while some abide by the law, a few continue on. then, one day, a greater threat forces these vigilantes to come together once again, regardless of the law.

pirate king | @chaseatinydream 🩶

pairing: hongjoong x reader, wooyoung x reader

genre: pirate!au, fantasy, romance

length: 90/90 chapters [completed] - 251.8k

life as an amnesiac on board a pirate ship ruled by the one and only pirate king doesn’t seem very promising, but hey, anything’s better than becoming shark food.

this night together | @honeyhotteoks 🩶

pairing: yunho x mingi x reader, ft. seonghwa x san x wooyoung x reader

genre: a/b/o/omegaverse, fluff, angst, smut, trigger warnings

length: 14/? chapters [ongoing] - 126.5k

you’re finally getting your dream job, working with some of the best dancers in the business, but a job change means a break in your healthcare coverage and suppressants these days are expensive. going into heat at the studio pretty much seems like the worst case scenario, but you find yourself in the care of two alphas who won’t let you go through it alone.

not all that glitters is gold | @the7thcrow

pairing: seonghwa x san x wooyoung x reader

genre: action, adventure, fantasy, romance, angst, fluff, suggestive

length: 11/? chapters [ongoing] - 146.4k

as a princess fleeing a royal assassination attempt, you have no choice but to put your trust in a band of three thieves in order to reach the kingdom of kuroku alive. however, amongst magic, deceit, and the bounty hunters that are hot on your trail, you realize that you might have stumbled upon a relationship far more complicated than what meets the eye.

making wishes | @hwaightme

pairing: seonghwa x wooyoung x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship to poly, smut

length: oneshot - 7.0k

making wishes on shooting stars, on burning candles, you wanted one thing to come true. seonghwa and wooyoung are more than willing to celebrate the birthday girl.

outlaw miniseries | @hongism

pairing: yunho x jongho x reader (part iii), san x wooyoung x reader (part vi - coming soon)

genre: outlaw!ateez, dystopian futurism, lore, angst, fluff, smut

length: 3/6 standalone parts [ongoing] - 14.8k

(part iii) ‘two for the price of one!’ the sign outside the shop had read, and well, you’ve never been one to pass up on a good deal.

(part vi) author synopsis coming soon

we ransacked the city | @tenelkadjowrites

pairing: hongjoong x seonghwa x reader

genre: richsnobs!hongjoong and seonghwa, badgirl!reader, angst, smut

length: 5/5 chapters [completed] - 31.4k

five years ago, torn between losing your wealth or remaining friends with hongjoong and seonghwa, you chose money. working on leaving your life of bad behaviour behind you, your days are now spent obeying your parents and playing the good girl in order to keep your inheritance. but when hongjoong and seonghwa suddenly return, everything is thrown upside down…and old habits die hard.

letters to a ruined king | @setsugekka (nb: links to ao3 as fic is no longer available on tumblr. author permission to share received)

pairing: hongjoong x reader, seonghwa x reader, yunho x reader, san x reader

genre: pirate!au, royalty!au, fantasy, romance, action, angst, smut

length: 20/20 chapters [completed] - 150.8k

if there’s one thing you remember as a mantra from growing up in a street thief guild, it’s ‘trust no one but your own, don’t get wrapped up with the wrong crowd.’ unfortunately, these seven pirates and their irate captain have left you with little choice.

as the world caves in (to eden) | @atzfilm (nb: links to ao3 as fic is no longer available on tumblr. author permission to share received)

pairing: hongjoong x reader, san x reader, wooyoung x reader, ? x reader

genre: apocalypse!au, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, trigger warnings

length: 11/? chapters [hiatus] - 55.2k

a mysterious virus has taken over the world, resulting in the undead and the new ‘eden race’ of humans. desperately trying to find your brother jongho with your friends, you stumble across another group in an abandoned hospital tent. strangely, they’re looking for him as well.

better than me? | @beahae

pairing: san x reader, ft. seonghwa x yunho x wooyoung x reader

genre: bf!san x reader x bf's best friends!seonghwa yunho wooyoung, smut

length: twoshot - 10.4k

it’s always been just a harmless game, flirting with your boyfriend, san’s, good friends. he’s even in on it. but one night, he starts pushing things further than ever before.

last updated: 01 april 2024

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jungkookschin · 2 months

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demigod trials: icarus falls | three

synopsis: you met jungkook at camp half-blood when you were 10 years old. since then, your fates have been infinitely intertwined.

word count: 7k

pairing: son of ares!jungkook x daughter of hephaestus!reader

genre: camp half blood au, percy jackson au, demigod au, childhood friends to lovers, exes to lovers , enemies to lovers, jungkook is sooo in love

warnings: multiple mentions of deaths, dangerous quests, QUESTS TO TARTARUS, violence, killing, monsters, ANGST, this chapter is fluffy tho, nct mark as a son of hephaestus, enhypen jungwon as son of ares, broken friendships

demigod trials masterlist

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter 3.5 | chapter four

With a gulp, Jennie addresses the assembly through the microphone. “Hades, my father, has lost his reign over the Underworld. The primordial god Tartarus has plunged the Underworld into chaos and is plotting to ascend to the surface, aiming to annihilate both demigods and gods.”

Her gaze shifts towards you and Jungkook. "He has somehow taken control of my body, sending me vivid and disturbing dreams. He's furious and demands a sacrifice – a sacrifice of the demigods who once intruded into Tartarus six years ago. If we don't comply, he threatens to rise to Earth through the surface of Camp Jupiter, annihilating Camp Jupiter completely upon his return."

Every single eye in the room flickers towards you and Jungkook.

At that moment, incomprehensible dread permeates your system. Like a broken cassette player, memories of your little vacation to Tartarus rewind in your head: drinking from the river of fire, the child eating demon Lamia, Damasen the friendly giant, and so much sheer terror you wouldn’t have survived without Jungkook’s protection.

However, the anxiety, the dread- it’s bearable.

Your window of tolerance has extended to Mount Olympus after narrowly escaping the clutches of death multiple times.

“So what?” Jungkook responds, “You gathered the whole assembly here to announce that you’re sacrificing Y/N and I? A heads up would’ve been nice,” His features are hardened, and the glare he sends Mina and Mingyu, the Praetors of the Roman Legion, is terrifying, resembling his father Ares.

“Jungkook,” Mina seethes, “Do you know how many people live here in Camp Jupiter? There are thousands of children, elderly, and innocent people who live on these grounds. We must publicize the threat and ensure that it is taken care of, for the safety of the camp.”

“And how do you think Camp Half-Blood will feel?” Namjoon intervenes, “You think they’re going to be happy that you sacrificed two of their head counselors? I guarantee you. You don’t want to fuck with us.”

Mina narrows her eyes at Namjoon. “Is that a threat?”

“It’s a warning,” Taehyung immediately steps in, rigidly serious aura clouding his eyes, “We’re not letting you touch Y/N or Jungkook. Camp Half-Blood will go to war over this.”

“Okay everyone chill,” Mingyu arbitrates, his booming voice echoing off the walls, “If there’s a way we can resolve this without sacrificing Y/N and Jungkook, we’ll take that way. 1000%. That’s why we’ve gathered: to discuss.”

Eunwoo, son of the Roman god Mars, clears his throat. “My wife is pregnant. We need to do everything we can to negate this threat. Look, I’m not comfortable putting lives on the line so what about evacuation? We can evacuate the entire city and rebuild somewhere else.”

“No,” Jennie cuts in, a tremor running through her body. “He’ll follow us- wherever we go- he’ll ascend to the surface and kill us all.”

Mina tilts her head, “Any other ideas?”

“Oh fuck you,” Rose scoffs, “You’ve lost yourself. Completely. Being Praetor doesn’t mean rejecting all your morals. You called an entire assembly here to announce you were going to kill two of your best friends? You sure Venus is your parent and not Narcissus?” Rose cocks her head to the left, raising her eyebrows in anticipation for Mina’s response.

“You-”

Mina doesn’t get a word in because Jennie’s body falls onto the concrete with a thud. Immediately, her eyes and mouth emit a red glow. The glow rapidly intensifies, transforming into a blazing red glow from her eyes and mouth.

Like a possessed spirit she ascends into the air and to middle of the Senate House. Her mouth begins to move, and Tartarus himself begins speaking through Jennie.

“Demigods, behold," the resounding voice sends shivers down your spine.

"I have at last arisen from my slumber, seizing dominion over the Underworld," an ominous cackle reverberates through the walls. "The offspring of Hades have been severely weakened, now feeble and enfeebled. You are next. Offer the children of Ares and Hephaestus, who dared encroach upon my realm, as sacrifices, and I shall spare your lives, permitting you to become my slaves after I claim dominion over the world. Refuse, and face your demise."

The red glow disappears from Jennie’s face and she plummets back to the ground before Mingyu catches her.

Mina’s features harden. “Jungkook, Y/N! You have the rest of the day to bid goodbye to your families and friends. At midnight, we will personally arrest you to prepare a sacrifice to Tartarus. That is the best we can do for now. Meeting dismissed!” She roars, before marching out the Senate House.

Mingyu shoots you an empathetic look before following Mina’s lead.

Annd to think, you didn’t get one word in before it was decided that you were to be thrown on the altar as a sacrifice.

Immediately proceeding the meeting, you take the portal from Camp Jupiter to Camp Half-Blood.

You, Taehyung, Namjoon, Rose, and Jungkook skirt through the sides of strawberry fields, past the pegasi stables, until you reach the cabins. The sun sets beyond the horizon and the sky is arrayed with hues of purple, orange, and pink.

Your fingers are intertwined with Rose’s, and she is seething in disdain over Mina’s behavior. You’re the one who wields fire manipulation, but you’re a little scared she’ll burst into flames.

“Gods, when did she turn into such a bitch?” Rose seethes, squeezing your hand hard enough for your bones to crack.

“Rosie, it’s okay,” you offer, “I died once. Who cares if I die again, right?”

At that, the three men in front of you stop in their tracks, whirling around to blink at you incredulously.

“Y/N, you’re not funny,” Taehyung frowns.

“I’m not trying to be funny,” you deadpan in return, “Isn’t it true? It’s not like I’m going to the Fields of Punishment. I’ll be in Elysium and we’ll eventually reunite there-“

“Okay,” Jungkook intervenes, “Then kill yourself right now.”

“What-“

“If your life doesn’t matter, then kill yourself right now,” Jungkook repeats, unsheathing his Celestial Bronze knife- the very knife you forged when you were ten- before offering it to you.

You remain still, and Jungkook re-sheathes his knife. “Exactly.” His voice is stern, but delicately infused with the right amount of warmth. “Y/N, there are people who love you. There are people who need you here, so don’t take your life so lightly. Okay?” His features soften and he turns back around, “Now let’s head to the Hades cabin.”

Jungkook surges forward and Rosie has to tug you in his direction to get your feet moving.

She side eyes you, verbal communication not necessary when her eyes tell all, full of pure skepticism. You shake your head, following Jungkook’s lead towards the Hades cabin.

Upon arrival, Namjoon knocks on the door to no avail. The Hades cabin has an eerie and somber appearance, constructed completely from dark stone. Skulls adorn the door frame, and an even larger skull embellishes the cabin above the entrance.

After its initial construction, the cabin’s somber presence sent chills down your spine. Now, everyone seems largely unfazed as Namjoon persistently bangs on the entrance, impervious to its eerie aura.

“Okay, fuck it,” Namjoon grumbles before kicking down the door. You and Rosie yelp, flinching at the thud before entering the cabin.

To your surprise, an eerie emptiness greets you — not a single soul is there.

The cabin’s interior directly mirrors its exterior. It’s characterized by dim lighting, dark décor, and symbols associated with the Underworld.

While the Hades cabin is one of the least populated cabins in Camp Half-Blood, it’s unusual for none of the members to be present.

The five of you conduct a thorough investigation of the cabin, flipping over mattresses, looking under shelves- just to realize that there are no traces of anybody ever living in it. It’s like a ghost cabin.

You repeat the process with the 18+ Hades cabin to no avail. Both cabins are completely inhabited.

Taehyung settles on one of the mattresses and rests his head in his hands. “Fuck guys- these are kids we’re talking about- where did they go?”

As far as you know, there are only six kids in the Hades cabin: two in the 18+ cabin and four in the cabin for minors. Jennie and Soobin are the only adults, whereas Hyein, Ni-ki, Danielle, and Ricky inhabit the cabin for minors.

Tartarus said it himself: “The offspring of Hades have been severely weakened, now feeble and enfeebled”

Where could they possibly be? Without a shred of doubt, you know that there must be a quest: a quest to locate the children of Hades. Jennie’s current state- deteriorating weakness that rendered her unable to stand or exist without exasperating herself- was already a bad sign.

It hurts to think about what may have happened to the others.

The five of you exchange ominous looks before breaking to the Big House to discuss the present situation with Chiron.

“Chiron,” Taehyung cuts in, “Mina and Mingyu didn’t have any qualms about sacrificing Y/N and Jungkook. I think that’s enough to cut ties.”

You shrug, “I don’t know. Mingyu looked like he kinda felt bad.”

All eyes in the room flicker towards you incredulously. “Y/N. This is serious,” Namjoon scolds. “We lost you once and we’re not about to lose you again. Chiron, we must employ every defense mechanism to keep Y/N and Jungkook safe,” he implores.

“What matters more is finding those kids!” Rose interrupts, “How old is Hyein? She’s like 13. It’s our responsibility as older demigods to look out for them. We have to do whatever we can to find them.”

“Even if that means sacrificing Y/N and Jungkook?” Taehyung questions, “We have to find the sweet spot: saving the kids, preserving Camp Jupiter, and keeping Jungkook and Y/N safe,” he enunciates.

“Which is why we need to employ defense mechanisms,” Namjoon argues, “to at least buy us time so we can figure out where the Hades kids are. Then we can spring into action.”

“But that’ll just lead us to war,” you argue, “For the first time in a millenia, the Greeks and Romans have peaceful relations. We can’t do anything to jeopardize that-”

“Yea, well I care about you more,” Taehyung intercedes, “I care about you more than the Romans and more than the Hades kids, so I choose you. Fuck everybody else,” he shrugs, and you meet eyes with Namjoon, turning red at Taehyung’s words.

Greek heroes were known to have fatal flaws: a fundamental imperfection , vulnerability, or moral weakness that, despite the hero’s strength, ultimately contributed to their tragic fate. Jungkook already confessed to you that his fatal flaw is love.

With Taehyung, you already knew. His fatal flaw is his blind loyalty to his friends. He’d watch the world burn if it meant keeping his friends safe.

“While the chivalry is appreciated,” Chiron adds, “It is imperative to do the right thing, objectively. Ask yourself, is it moral to declare war on the Romans? Is it moral to abandon the children of Hades? Is it moral to sacrifice Y/N and Jungkook? Child of Apollo, what do you think? You are of Roman descent and are able to offer a unique perspective.”

All eyes flicker towards Rose, who accepts the challenge. “We can’t declare war on the Romans,” she argues, “Y/N is right. We all know what happens when Greeks and Romans go to war. People will die and the world will probably go up in flames. But that doesn’t mean we can’t trick the Romans,” a mischievous smile creeps onto her face and she bites her lip.

Jungkook speaks up. “I have a plan.”

You tilt your head at Jungkook. His features are hardened- rigidly serious at the prospect of what could be going on.

His brows are furrowed in angry little Nike swooshes and all you wanna do is run your thumb over his brow to ease its arch.

He turns his head to you, his right hand man, and his features soften, like he’s signaling to you that everything will be okay.

WIth a deep breath, he explains the plan definitively. The way he speaks, the way he commands the attention and obedience of everyone in the room makes it seem like you don’t have a choice but to follow this plan.

At that moment, Jungkook’s little brother Jungwon and your little brother Mark step into the Big House.

Within the past year, Jungwon seems to have skyrocketed in height. He looks so big, for lack of a better word- nearly the same stature and height as Jungkook.

Mark grins at you, his cute features beaming with a sense of readiness- to accept any and every challenge. “Hey sis, welcome back. How was Olympus?”

He envelopes you in a hug, and as happy as you are to see your brother, you can’t help but eye him with a hint of skepticism.

Suddenly you connect the dots and your face falls. “No,” you express grimly.

“Yes,” Jungwon cheekily responds, throwing an arm around you.

The kid is lightyears taller than you now, and you hate it.

What Jungkook proposed- you also hate it. It’s the worst plan in the history of the universe and you want to sew his pretty lips shut so he’ll never speak again.

Jungkook’s plan involves offering a sacrifice to Tartarus- and it won’t be either you or Jungkook.

He professes to sacrifice decoys- and at first you’re on board because you’re confident that you can engineer mechanical versions of yourselves- but when Mark and Jungwon make their entrance, the gears in your brain begin churning.

��Does it make sense for us to send our siblings as sacrifices? We ourselves might as well go to Tartarus. What difference does it make?” you argue, frowning deeply and glaring spathas into Jungkook’s face.

When it comes to you, Jungkook’s mind always automatically masks your anger in a dewy haze. All he sees is a pretty girl pouting at him, and he has to choke a smirk back so you don’t actually stab him with a spatha.

Jungwon smirks, “It makes all the difference. We all know that you and my brother are the best duo Camp Half-Blood’s seen. We need you to figure shit out while Mark and I distract Tartarus.”

Your jaw drops. There was no way the sweet, kind, polite Jungwon just cursed in front of Chiron.

You whip your head towards Mark. “I don’t feel comfortable with that,” you state, “I’m not sacrificing my little brother so I can be free. That’s pure cowardice.”

Mark shakes his head.

“It’s not,” he declares, “I wouldn’t be willing to sacrifice myself like this if I wasn’t capable of being a good distraction.”

With that, he fishes for something in his pocket before pulling out a remote. He presses a bright red button, causing mechanical wings to erect from his backpack as Mark starts flying around the Big House.

“See? I’m a pretty good distraction! And I’ve got plenty of tricks up my sleeve!” he grins.

Jungwon points to a flying Mark before shrugging smugly. “So Y/N, what do you think?”

“Guys, this isn’t a fucking joke,” you scold, turning more rigid by the second. “Tartarus.. it’s a horrifying place. And quite frankly, I don’t think either of you are capable of surviving his domain.”

Mark lands on the ground next to Jungwon, expression now shrouded with concern.

“Y/N,” Mark argues, “We’re prepared,” he claims.

“Since you came back from the dead- like Jesus or something- I’ve been studying your journals on Tartarus, and Y/N, we’re prepared. Jungwon is the strongest warrior of our generation- he and I are a good team. We can do it,” he finishes his declaration with a sweet smile, but you still shake your head.

“Y/N, what did you say to me when you first handed me this sword?” Jungwon asks, partially unsheathing Cataclysm. “You said I was the only demigod from my generation you deemed capable of wielding an enchanted weapon- and didn’t I prove myself? I soul linked with my weapon in days and slaughtered so many giants with this baby,” he animatedly offers, patting the scabbard of his sword.

You soften a bit but still shake your head.

“I just- look- I-” you trail off, rubbing your bicep as you shift your gaze apprehensively, “I strongly believe that Jungkook and I only survived Tartarus for a single reason,” you inhale deeply, momentarily shifting your gaze towards Jungkook who is observing you with furrowed brows. You inhale. “Love.”

“If he didn’t love me or if I didn’t love him, I really don’t think we would have made it,” you elaborate, “I mean- Tartarus sucks the soul out of you.”

You redirect your gaze towards Jungkook, whose jaw is clenched whilst he leans against the ping pong table. “Jungkook… what do you think?”

Your declaration is bold, and you can’t help but think you might be crossing the line- but it’s true. Simply being in Tartarus drains one’s celestial energy, and the only reason you and Jungkook survived was because you desperately wanted the other to live.

“You’re right,” he offers, lifting his gaze from the ground. “But that’s the thing: we were the first to do it and now we can share our knowledge with the next generation- so they can do it without love,” he explains, motioning towards Mark and Jungon.

“You and I, we need to figure things out above Tartarus. And we can only do that with love,” he smiles, and it sparks a flint hope within your system. You soften infinitely at his proclamation.

He looks at you with soft eyes, their warmth mirrored in the tender curve of his lips. In that moment, it feels as if the fates have conspired to weave this moment into their tapestries. The outside seems to fade into the background, leaving just the two of you in your own little world.

“Besides,” Taehyung cuts in, “It’s not like these two don’t have a bromance going on, right?” At that, Jungwon and Mark fist bump each other.

Namjoon intervenes, pushing up his glasses. “Y/N, this plan makes sense. Jungwon and Jungkook emit the same energy. So do you and Mark. We can fool Tartarus with this,” he claims.

“I just- I don’t know I feel comfortable with sending my little brothers down there,” you sigh, rubbing your biceps like you can still feel Cheimarrhus’s frigid winds freezing you to the death..

“Oh? Am I a little brother too?” Jungwon teases, pulling you in for a side hug.

“We’ll be alright, sis. We can handle it. Just worry about figuring out how we’re going to kill another primordial god,” Mark offers, tweaking with the little remote in his hands.

Jungwon and Mark are like sunshine, and suddenly you’re warm.

“Okay.. fine,” you acquiesce “But that doesn’t mean that suddenly you look exactly like me,” you point out, “I mean- Jungkook and Jungwon look kinda similar, but Mina will know that it’s clearly not me,” you state, gesturing towards Mark.

Rose smiles, stepping in. Between her palms, specks of magical energy whirl from her fingertips, emitting a celestial pink glow.

So as it turns out, Rose has developed the ability to alter the Mist.

Mist is a magical veil that conceals the true nature of the world from mortal eyes. It is a form of magical manipulation that alters the perception of regular humans, making them see things differently from what they truly are.

A minotaur wreaking havoc downtown? The mortals will see a wild giraffe on the loose.

That’s the power of the Mist- and sometimes, if the wielder is powerful enough, it can coerce gods and demigods into perceiving illusions rather than reality.

And that’s what exactly Rose does. With a snap of her fingers, Mark and Jungwon turn into identical replications of you and Jungkook, perfectly resembling your features, statures, and movements.

The transformation is uncanny, making it nearly impossible to distinguish Mark and Jungwon from you and Jungkook

“Hi?” Mark giggles (mocking you), twirling a strand of hair around his pointer finger.

You blink at your brother Mark, who looks and sounds exactly like you. It’s like looking in a mirror.

Taehyung shakes his head. “No, you gotta do more of a-“ He pouts his lips into a duck face, theatrically tucking a strand of hair behind his hair.

You smack his arm before you hear Jugkook’s voice.

“That’s fucking crazy,” Jungkook murmurs in awe.

Jungwon and Jungkook stand side by side, and it’s like there’s a pair of identical twins standing together.

“Okay, now practice trying to be them,” Rose muses, and after a brief moment of silence, Mark and Jungwon pull out all the acting cards.

“Oh, Jungkook, kiss me!” Mark mocks in a high pitched voice (which wasn’t necessary because he already adopted your voice), facing Jungwon and jumping on him.

“Oh Y/N!” Jungwon mocks back, making his voice obnoxiously deep and baritone. “I still love you! I’m just too emotionally constipated to express my feelings!”

After pretending to make out with each other, Mark (you) pulls himself from Jungwon (Jungkook). He clears his throat.

“And scene.”

“That was perfect!” Rose squeals, clapping her hands as she jumps up and down in excitement.

Jungkook smiles to himself, shaking his head in disbelief while he rubs his palms over his face- but you certainly don’t miss the way his ears turn red.

You feel the same way, unable to control the crimson spreading through your cheeks.

After establishing that Mark and Jungwon would be sacrificed to Tartarus as decoys, you gather everyone at the 18+ Hephaestus cabin for further preparations.

As the cabin doors gracefully slide open, Mark steps inside, greeted by the hum of machinery. The automated system, recognizing him through a full-body scan, seamlessly grants access to the demigod.

The Hephaestus cabin is reminiscent of a palace, where celestial bronze embellishes every architectural detail, providing extra protection against monsters.Each room is the epitome of celestial innovation, featuring amenities catering to yours and Mark’s individual preferences.

The training arena, for example, has a chamber of fire, adjustable at temperatures above 300 degrees.

You sometimes just sit in there and build up your immunity to heat. It’s like your personal sauna.

You and your friends whiz past the lounge/entertainment area, which is equipped with the comfiest red sofa that can morph into a loveseat, lounge chair, or bed.

With a scan of your finger, a 127-inch flat screen TV can unfold from the walls, running entirely on celestial wi-fi.If you or Mark weren’t in the mood to watch TV, the holographic displays can project immersive gaming environments that respond to the player’s movements and actions.

Your robot on wheels, Reginald, whirs past your friends, holding champagne and water on a tray.

Taehyung and Namjoon stare at Reginald in awe, eyes following him as he rolls around and occasionally tidies up the cabin.

“Would you care for a drink?” Reginald asks, to which Jungkook (Jungwon), attempts to grab a glass of champagne.

You swat his hand. “Jungwon! You’re not of age.”

“How’d you know it was me and not Jungkook?” Jungwon questions in return.

You purse your lips, not answering his question. You know Jungkook so well that you can just tell- but some things don’t need to be verbally expressed.

“So when I asked for a pool in my cabin, you bitched about it for weeks-“ Taehyung begins.

Namjoon continues looking around the cabin. “Gods, this is crazy. Leave it to you guys to make your two-person cabin the most luxurious in camp.”

Mark shrugs, “It’s what we deserve after building all your cabins.”

It’s so weird watching Mark talk. He looks and talks exactly like you. A smile graces your lips as you walk past the arcade room, moving on to scan your finger on a fingerprint sensor.

The bookshelf rotates 180 degrees, unveiling an elevator as it completes a full 360-degree turn.

"Come on in, everyone," you invite, pressing the down button on the elevator.

As the elevator descends, the sound of muzak plays through space. Namjoon shoots you a glance that seems to question the necessity of the muzak. You shrug.

The elevator doors part, revealing Bunker 9, a secretive location known only to you and Mark.

Upon entry, dim lighting unveils a colossal workshop adorned with celestial bronze schematics and intricate blueprints. Automated crafting stations hum with activity, surrounded by shelves of rare materials and celestial artifacts.

Holographic displays flicker to life, projecting encrypted messages and strategic maps. The bunker features a secure communication hub, allowing demigods to coordinate covert missions and exchange vital information without detection.

“Welcome to Bunker 9,” Mark muses.

“Gods,” Rose expresses with awe, “Do you guys even need all this space? This place is huge.”

Mark shrugs, “Yea, but here’s where we do all our top secret Hephaestus kid work. We need space.”

From the end of the bunker, a mechanical murmur fills the air.

"Pulchra!" you exclaim joyfully, hurrying over to affectionately nuzzle your forehead against your mechanical dragon. She responds with a comforting purr, clearly missing you during your year on Mount Olympus.

Jungkook joins in, offering the dragon a warm hug as she continues to purr and emit contented mewls. “How’ve you been girl?” Jungkook teases, to which Pulchra mewls affectionately.

Namjoon toys with a gaming controller directly connected to a holographic display of Camp Half-Blood. Mark approaches him from behind.

"This," Mark explains, "controls a simulation for various emergency scenarios. Chimera attacks, minotaur invasions, even war with a god— it replicates the emergency plans we'd need to implement."

As Namjoon maneuvers the controller, the holographic display responds in real-time, projecting dynamic scenarios that demand strategic thinking and swift decision-making. “You guys should have called me down here years ago,” he expresses, “We could have accomplished so much together.”

In the lull that follows, you delve into an industrial cabinet, rummaging for something before retrieving two rings.

Hurrying to join the rest of the crew, you share, "These rings are equipped with sensors— not ordinary ones. They use a new prototype technology Mark and I are working on,” you exchange a somewhat embarrassed glance with Mark before continuing.

“We call it WhisperTech. They'll capture every sound in your vicinity and transmit it to us in text format. The rings use a discreet audio-sensing system that captures and transmits environmental sounds in text form while monitoring physiological indicators such as heart rate and nerve levels. Make sure to keep them on."

You slide the rings onto the fingers of Mark and Jungwon.

“Let’s test it out,” Mark suggests.

On the holographic display in front of you, Mark’s dialogue appears on the screen.

Mark:

Let's try it out.

Biometric Analysis:

Heart Rate: 78 bpm

Mood: Eager

Thoughts: “I’m hungry”

Stress Levels: Low

Location Data:

Current Location: Bunker 9

Longitude: 155.789° E

Latitude: 36.432° N

Environmental Analysis:

Ambient Temperature: 22°C

Oxygen Levels: Normal

Light Intensity: Dim

Activity Insights:

System Status:WhisperSyncRings: Online

Connectivity: Stable

Encryption Level: Secure

Recommendations:

Continue monitoring for real-time data.

Encourage interaction to gauge response.

Await further commands or inquiries.

“Holy Hera,” Jungkook muses, “There’s no way- so this thing can read someone’s mind?”

On cue, the ring catches onto the dialogue and updates in real time

Jungkook: Holy Hera! There's no way—so this thing can read someone's mind!

Mark's Thoughts: I'm hungry

Biometric Analysis:

Heart Rate: 82 bpm

Moods: Intrigued

Thoughts: Curious about the technology

Stress Levels: Moderate

Location Data:

Current Location: Bunker 9

Longitude: 155.789° E

Latitude: 36.432° N

Environmental Analysis:

Ambient Temperature: 22°C

Oxygen Levels: Normal

Light Intensity: Dim

Activity Insights:

Recent Movement: Stationary (within Bunker 9)

System Status:

WhisperSync Rings: Online

Connectivity: Stable

Encryption Level: Secure

Recommendations:

Continue monitoring for real-time data.

Address Mark's hunger to maintain optimal conditions.

Anticipate further inquiries or commands.

Namjoon tilts his head. “I wonder what the location data will read from Tartarus.”

“As long as I’ve programmed it right, it should read Tartarus as the location. I’m not sure about longitude and latitude, though.”

Taehyung reads the screen. “Address Mark’s hunger to maintain optimal conditions- that’s funny,” he laughs, to which you nod.

“See? The rings will be helpful. We’ll know everything that’s going on, and if something happens, we’ll run in after you,” you exclaim.

Jungwon cocks his head, somewhat unsure. “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with you guys knowing my thoughts all the time.”

“Yea,” Namjoon concurs, “but what if you guys are in a situation where you can’t speak or talk? We need to know what’s going on somehow.”

“Swear we won’t tell anyone all your little secrets,” Taehyung jokes.

Rose places a comforting hand on Jungwon’s shoulder and you nod your head, “I swear we won’t pry into your personal life. I can design an algorithm to immediately delete all your personal thoughts and keep records of thoughts related to the quest,.”

Jungwon seems more assured. “If it’s for the mission, it’s fine. It’s not like I have any explicit thoughts anyway.”

You meet eyes with Jungwon, and you kinda wish that you didn’t because he seems unreasonably paranoid.

“Y/N, make an extra one for me,” Taehyung asserts, “If I ever get married I’m gonna put one on my wife’s finger to make sure she’s not thinking about any other men.”

Namjoon scoffs amusedly at that, “I’ll be praying for her in advance.”

You pout at Taehyung and give him an oh so platonic pat on the back. “You’ll find her soon.”

Taehyung smiles. “Thanks inferno princess,” he teases, using Jungkook’s nickname for you, “Just make sure you take of your inferno prince for me.”

Jungkook lifts his head and wraps an arm around you, giving you a side squeeze. “Yea inferno princess, take care of me.”

After bidding goodbye to your friends at the portal to Camp Jupiter, Jungkook suggests that you indulge in something you both rarely have time to do: sleep.

The anxiety of sending Mark and Jungwon as your decoys is killing you, and you can’t help but to pace around Bunker 9 while Jungkook blinks at you from the sofa.

“Y/N, it’ll be okay,” he offers but you shake your head in disbelief.

The dim lighting of the bunker shines eerily above you, and you don’t even realize where you’re going until you walk right into an industrial filing cabinet.

“Ow!” you yelp, to which Jungkook sighs.

He gets up from his seat on the couch and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head in the crook of your neck. “Inferno princess, calm down. Everything will be fine. Just look at the screen,” he offers, pointing to the holographic display project Mark and Jungwon’s thoughts.

Taehyung: I’m thinking of going for a swim after they sacrifice you two.

Mark: Gee, thanks. That’s super comforting

Mark’s thoughts: I need to pee

“See?” Jungkook offers, “There’s nothing wrong. The kid needs to take a piss is all.”

You laugh, your shoulders relaxing a bit as you wrap your palms around Jungkook’s wrists. You stand there for a moment, reveling in the safety of Jungkook’s embrace.

Jungkook is your calm before the storm. He’s always there before you go on a potentially life ending quest , comforting you to reassure you that things will be okay.

“How long has it been since you’ve slept?” he whispers into your ear.

“Don’t know. ‘s been a while,” you mutter.

“Think you need to rest first. A nice long ten hours of rest before we do anything else,” he offers.

You hate the prospect of sleeping while your little brothers plummet into Tartarus because of you, but Jungkook’s right. You’re exhausted.

You wiggle out of his embrace and face him, placing your hands on his shoulders. Your eyes glaze over his face before you impulsively ask him a question. His eyes, nose, mouth- there’s a scar on his left cheek acquired during the two years where you were dead. You never had the chance to ask him what happened.

It’s been six years since your fiery dalliance, and the flame of your affections refuses to be extinguished.

You purse your lips.

“Jungkook, what are we?” you ask, features morphing into confusion as your eyes scan over his face.

He looks taken aback at that revelation. His pretty brown eyes widen, coupled with a slight parting of his lips. He doesn’t say anything so you take the chance to elaborate.

“Why are you wrapping your arms around me? Why are you entertaining our friends’ teasing? Are we- are we back again?”

A fleeting pause ensues- like a suspension in time- before he gathers his thoughts to respond.

“Y/N, you know how I feel about you,” is all he says, and his voice wraps around you like a familiar embrace, offering a comfort that no other sound can match. It's so familiar, and the sweetest things he says to you create a flutter of butterflies in your chest.

Warmth spreads through your veins and you suddenly feel like Icarus- the same Icarus who got high on the intoxication of flying and flew too close to the sun, plummeting to his demise when the sun’s rays melted the glue on his feathers.

Jungkook’s kinda like the sun. Last time you flew too close, you literally died.

Luckily, you’re immune to fire.

Jungkook continues, toying with his lip ring. “I’ve been holding back all this time, y’know. But if we’re going to die, do I really have to hold back? I want to be with you, Y/N.”

You face crumbles into disappointment before you actually laugh at the irony. The fates are cruel. “So is that how our stories go? We only get together when facing impending death?”

Jungkook says nothing.

This time, you’ll take the initiative.

Your features morph into desperation. “Jungkook, if we survive this, marry me. If we get rid of Tartarus for good and everything is okay, marry me. I’m sick of pretending that this isn’t real, like I don’t still love you. I want you, and I want you forever.”

Jungkook says nothing, just presses his lips against yours for a sweet and brief kiss- the first kiss you’ve shared since you were 19.

He withdraws, fingers playing with a bolt he had picked up from a nearby shelf. Then, lowering himself to one knee, he presents you with the bolt. “It’s whatever you want, inferno princess. Marry me.”

He slides the bolt on your ring finger before rising, strong arms around your waist before he kisses you again- for the second time in six years. You snake your arms around his neck, letting him take the lead as you literally have not kissed anyone since kissing Jungkook before you died.

In the trenches of your heart, you hate knowing that Jungkook has been with other people besides you. Nonetheless, you like letting him take the lead so you can be his pliant little inferno princess.

He pulls back a bit, his tattooed hand creeping up to smush your cheeks so your lips pout out. He laughs. “Gods, you’re cute. Now let’s get some rest, baby. We have more gods to kill.”

Finger intertwined and full of unnecessary giggles, Jungkook leads you to none other than the Hypnos cabin.

Hypnos is the god of sleep, a gentle and soothing presence in the realm of Greek mythology.He holds the unique responsibility of overseeing the tranquil moments when both gods and mortals find respite in the embrace of slumber.

Jungkook raps on the door several times, his fingers securely interlaced with yours as you both patiently wait.

No response.

Jungkook knocks again, and you can faintly hear the sounds of the locks turning before a very sleepy Sana opens the door.

Sana is the daughter of Hypnos and the head counselor of the Hypnos cabin. She rubs at her eyes, eyes barely open.

“Hello? Mommy?”

Jungkook purses his lips. “No Sana, it’s me and Y/N.”

At that, she forces one eye open. “Oh! Jungkook and Y/N! Long time no see! How was Olympus?” Though extremely groggy, she gets her words out before sleepily pulling you in for a hug.

You smile and return the hug. “It was great Sana. Is it okay if Jungkook and I come in to get some sleep?”

At that moment, a sudden surge of energy seems to rejuvenate Sana, and she perks up with newfound vitality. “Oh wow! You guys have never asked me to help you sleep! Come right in!”

You walk into the Hypnos cabin, where you’re greeted by two dozen more Hypnos kids dozing off in their beds.

Cabin #15 is often occupied by demigods with the ability to manipulate dreams and induce sleep. It’s a quiet place with dreamy, soothing colors.

The walls are adorned with calming murals depicting various dreamscapes. The beds are comfortable, and there’s a subtle scent of lavender in the air to enhance relaxation.

Sana leads you to a pair of guest beds before rumbling in a mini fridge for Hyponos’ Sleepy Milk. It’s a unique concoction made by the cabin members to help everyone relax and ease into a peaceful sleep.

She throws you and Jungkook baby bottles of milk. “This will put you right to sleep. I’m so happy you two finally came for a visit!”

“Thanks Sana,” Jungkook smiles, before trailing off, rubbing his bicep, “but could we actually share one larger bed?”

Sana beams at that. “Oh absolutely! There’s the couple’s suite down the hall and to the right. Does that finally mean you two are together?-“ Sana cuts herself off, collapsing onto a nearby bed and drifting into a deep sleep the moment her head hits the pillow.

You and Jungkook look at each other, shrugging before going down the hall and to the right where the couples suite resides.

The couples' suite in the Hypnos cabin has a more intimate setting within the tranquil atmosphere. The color scheme includes soft hues like lavender and indigo, creating a soothing and romantic ambiance.

The bed is larger and adorned with dream-themed decor, such as elegant drapes and dreamcatchers. Subtle lighting in the form of fairy lights and dim lamps add to the dreamy atmosphere.

A large, cozy white comforter adorns the bed, and Jungkook pulls it over, throwing his shirt off and at you.

It hits you in the face.

“Aren’t those jeans tight? Just take off your clothes and wear my shirt. It’ll be more comfortable that way,” he suggests, sliding into the bed.

You owlishly blink at Jungkook.

Gods, there’s no way this man is real and that he chose you.

Jungkook is the epitome of a Greek god. The lines of his eight-pack are so clearly defined, and you instinctively turn away, mentally and physically weak.

And Jungkook- the man has the audacity to laugh. “What, inferno princess? Never seen a shirtless man before?” A teasing lip graces his lips.

Your mood does a complete 180, and your features morph into pure petulance and displeasure.

“Just because you’re used to being naked around women doesn’t mean that I am,” you enunciate, pointing your finger in his face before you whirl around, blazing into the restroom.

“Oh c’mon Y/N, it’s not like that,” you hear Jungkook’s unserious voice reverberate through the wooden door.

You know it’s irrational to suddenly care about Jungkook’s activities after asking him to marry you- but peering into the mirror, you realize that your eyes are glossy.

It's not that Jungkook explicitly shared everything he was up to during your time apart; rather, you only became privy to the truth when Taehyung inadvertently spilled the beans during a drunken night.

His hookups, one night stands, friends with benefits- you’re aware of it all.

That evening, you joined in the laughter, feigning nonchalance. But an overwhelming sense of dread seeped into your system whenever the thought of Jungkook with another woman crossed your mind. It’s nearly unfathomable.

You hurriedly wipe your eyes, undressing yourself before sloppily throwing on Jungkook’s shirt.

You swing the door open to find Jungkook propped up on his elbow, lying on his side, patiently awaiting your return to bed. He raises his brows inquisitively at you. “Jealous, inferno princess?”

He’s such an ass.

You scoff at him, casually settling your left knee on the bed. “Jeon Jungkook, you’re a slut,” you seethe through your teeth.

Jungkook shrugs. “I’ve heard worse, now come lay with me, baby.”

Your features harden, and you stoically grab a pillow before placing it in between you and Jungkook.

Your father Hephaestus crafted an actual net to physically catch his wife Aphrodite and her lover in the act. Of course you’re petty enough to pull the makeshift pillow barrier move.

“Oh c’mon Y/N,” Jungkook scoffs in amusement.

You narrow your eyes at him, sliding under the covers and turning on your side with your back facing Jungkook.

Slyly, Jungkook removes the pillow barrier and closes in on you, enveloping you in his arms. He sighs into your hair.

“Since we were ten, you’ve owned me,” he confesses, “every part of me belongs to you. No other woman will ever compare.”

A heaviness settles in your heart. You and Jungkook have endured so much, suffered through so much. Jungkook has done well.

Sensing your body slightly tremble and hearing a sniffle, he tenderly cups your cheeks and gently cranes your head towards him. “Got it?” he confirms,a smile playing on his lips as he notices the tip of your nose turning pink.

You exhale, and he uses his large palms to force a nod out of you. “Got it,” you respond softly, “It’s just- I haven’t been with anybody but you. I guess it makes me insecure knowing how many women you’ve been with.”

Jungkook’s eyes soften, and his eyes become so clear that you can perceive your reflection in his irises. “That’s my fault, baby. I guess I did anything I could to fill the void,” he explains, “But being here with you, our first time- nothing compares.”

You pout, lifting your gaze towards him. “Do you mean it?”

He places a kiss on your nose. “I’ve been in love with you this entire time. Of course I mean it.”

You soften, fluttering your eyes shut as you revel in the feeling of Jungkook peppering kisses all over your face.

“See how natural it is with us?” he continues, “The gods made you for me.”

You pout, throwing your arm around his torso as he pulls you closer. He lets you rest your head on his bicep, and you look into his eyes.

“Is there anything I can do to make you feel more secure with me, baby?” he offers with a kiss to your eyelid.

To Jungkook, it’s like your mind has gone blank, observing the contemplative pause as you search for an answer to his question.

“Hmmm… maybe just tell me you love me from time to time?” you suggest, to which Jungkook bursts into laughter at how adorable he thinks you are.

“Alright, I’ll do that,” he instantly agrees, entertaining your suggestions.

“What’s funny?” you ask, to which Jungkook dismisses it with a nonchalant wave.

He raises the arm that you're resting on, causing your head to gently nestle into the crook of his armpit. “Drink up,” he offers, placing the baby bottle of Hypnos Milk to your lips.

Pliantly, you sip on the bottle and seconds later, you’re out like a light.

That night, you don’t have any unusual dreams, granting you the best fourteen hours of sleep you've ever experienced. When you wake up, a sense of rejuvenation washes over you, but a quick scan of the room reveals that your man is not beside you. Your eyes rapidly dart around the room in search of his presence.

At that moment, Jungkook walks out of the restroom with a toothbrush in his mouth.

His eyes glaze over you, admiring how you look in his shirt, still beautiful with boogers in your eyes. He casually saunters over to you, extending a hand with an invitation card gracefully held between his fingers.

You are invited to our 2000th year anniversary party in Mount Olympus!

A +H

author’s note: aphrodite and hephaestus are a and h

ALSO TJE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE A DRABBLE FOR EITHER jungwon x reader or mark x reader,

and the fourth chapter will be a son of poseidon!taehyung x reader 😌😌 jk and y/n’s story will resume in chapter five when they go to aphrodite and hephaestus’s anniversary party

#jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenarios #bts scenarios #jungkook fluff #jungkook imagines #jungkook x reader #jk fanfic #bts fanfic #jungkook fic #demigod!enhypen #demigod!jungkook #demigod!bts #demigod au #camp half blood au

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wongyuuu · 7 months

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seventeen as song from lover (ts)

a/n: for this, i'll be giving songs and lyrics to each of the members, as well as small plots based on those lyrics. i don't plan to write all of these, but they are still my ideas (as basic as some of them might be). so if you are interested in writing one of them, you can message me about it. if you want to read one of them you can send in a request and i'll write for you

• Seungcheol ➝ Cruel Summer Fever dream high in the quiet of the night You know that I caught it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it) Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price You know that I bought it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it) ↳ Seungcheol was infamous, the bad boy like you see in the movie, and god you wanted him.

• Jeonghan ➝ Afterglow This ultraviolet morning light below Tells me this love is worth the fight, oh↳ Jeonghan was never one to lose his patience with people, least of all you. But one day a fight gets out of control and it leaves you wondering if your relationship has come to an end. ↣ read here

• Joshua ➝ Lover And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years? ↳ you’re scared you might be falling in love a little way quickly for Joshua

• Jun ➝ Cornelia Street And baby, I get mystified by how this city screams your name And baby, I'm so terrified of if you ever walk away I'd never walk Cornelia Street again ↳ A year after the end of your relationship with Jun, you go back to the small apartment you used to share. To your surprise, Jun is next door to you.

• Hoshi ➝ Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince I counted days, I counted miles To see you there, to see you there It's been a long time coming, but ↳ one day you got a letter in the mail by mistake from someone named soonyoung. You spend years going back and forth with the letters until you finally meet each other.

• Wonwoo ➝ False God I know heaven's a thing I go there when you touch me, honey Hell is when I fight with you ↳ you and Wonwoo never fought before, at least not to the point where both of you were screaming at each other.

• Jihoon ➝ The Archer I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you ↳ for years you had a one-sided crush on Jihoon. You planned to confess your feelings many times but failed at every single opportunity.

• Minghao ➝ London Boy Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride Babes, don't threaten me with a good time ↳ Minghao is always one to see the beauty where most people see none, so when he drags you out of your apartment on a particularly rainy day you don’t complain, sure that whatever it is that he planned is a perfect date.

• Mingyu ➝ Paper Rings I hate accidents, except when we went from friends to this ↳ Mingyu had always been your best friend and that line had never been crossed before, then, one day, you woke up naked in his bed with a vivid memory of the previous night. ↣ read here

• Seokmin ➝ I Think He Knows He got that boyish look that I like in a man I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans It's like I'm 17, nobody understands No one understands ↳ there was nothing in the world you loved more than Seokmin’s smile.

• Vernon - You Need To Calm Down And I ain't tryna mess with your self-expression But I've learned a lesson that stressin' and obsessin' 'bout somebody else is no fun ↳ nothing can make Vernon mad but you’re adamant about proving him wrong

• Seungkwan ➝ Death By a Thousand Cuts I get drunk, but it's not enough ’Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby ↳ in which Seungkwan drunk calls you, his ex, and finally tells you all the feelings he kept to himself for months.↣ read here

• Chan ➝ Daylight I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night And now I see daylight ↳ it was impossible not to compare Chan to a ray of sunshine, especially after he was the one who brought you back to life

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a/n: somehow three of these could become smut and i'm thinking of writing them that way

#k-labels #seventeen imagine #svt imagine #choi seungcheol #yoon jeonghan #hong joshua #moon junhui #kwon soonyoung #jeon wonwoo #lee jihoon #xu minghao #lee seokmin #kim mingyu #chwe hansol #boo seungkwan #lee chan #taylor swift

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oneknightstand-if · 5 months

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Say deep into the romance(the notorious L word has been said and everything), how protective of the MC's are the RO's? And how would they handle losing the MC(i,e the MC died in the final battle/sacrificed themselves to win the day or something angsty like that)?

Well, a bunch of the ROs will already be trying to protect the MC as much as they can even before any romance, so there's not too much room to improve there. Also high affinity platonic bond can trigger this as much as any romance.

Merlin: Already the resident bodyguard/babysitter/cat-herder of the group. May give the MC a bit more attention when the group is in danger... but they're already watching over you. They'd perhaps feel more regret if they had to cut the MC loose.

For them, MC's death is... expected. Human lives are so ephemeral, after all. They'll always remember you... even thousands of years later and will bring the MC up in random conversations to random people. Probably MC's most embarrassing moments. For anyone paying attention & talking extensively to them in the game, Merlin already has repeatedly brought up their last longterm lover.

Biggest change here would be Merlin nearly killing themself to make certain that the MC's soul doesn't get dragged to Heaven or Hell. That's the fate that they'd find horrific for a loved one, not the natural death expected of all mortals.

Adrian: He's already potentially carrying the MC away from danger through half the city whether they like it or not so there's no room for Adrian to get more protective without going full yandere on you.

If the high affinity MC is dead, then Adrian is also most likely dead as well. He's the most ride or DIE of all the ROs and this already has implications if you go through the route where the MC refuses to leave their apartment and gets kidnapped by Merlin and Adrian.

Arthur: Due to his nature, he's already MAXIMUM THE PROTECTOR. He may be paying a bit more attention to you during times of danger, but he's already protecting you to his full capability and won't be acting any differently... after all, he's the High King and can't prioritize your safety over all others.

The same goes for the MC's death. The Post Apocalypse is still going to be a complete clusterfuck so he won't have time to stop and grieve. (The same as he won't have time to stop and grieve the fall of Camelot and the deaths of most of the people he knew because unlike the other Harbingers who reincarnated or who actually lived through the 1500 years span of time, to him Camelot fell last week.)

He'll create a suitable memorial customized exactly to the MC's tastes once things have calmed down. And Merlin will sneak over to comfort him, because Merlin's one of the few who can see past Arthur's strong front.

Percy: He's going to be hanging around a high affinity MC a lot, romanced or not. You're probably not going to notice much difference protection-wise as he's the sort who'd jump in to help you without a moment's notice even if he didn't like you.

At the MC's death, he'd probably disappear into a forest for several weeks without anyone being able to find him. He'll eventually return to the group though because he knows that he's needed. The MC would've been his first romantic love... and most probably will be his last as well.

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Cassandra: She's a cop, so she's already keeping a protective eye out on the entire group as a whole. She'll be making extra special precautions for a high affinity MC. (This is probably one of the safest positions to have during the Apocalypse... as long as the MC behaves themselves).

Cassandra has some pretty traumatic stuff in her background, so this won't be the first lover she's lost. Her reaction will also depend on how you went... in an awesome blaze of glory (she'll build a statue for you) or something painfully drawn out & full of regret (heads will roll).

Vivian: Uh... you are probably going to need to have a 'discussion' with Vivian regarding her protectiveness. It can get a bit overwhelming at times. Like Merlin, she is well aware of the inherent ephemeral nature of a mortal.

So wouldn't it be better if she just 'took care' of all those people who approach you, just in case they turned out to be dangerous? And actually, why don't you stay with her at the bottom of the lake from now on? All the time. That would be very safe.

Otherwise, whatever killed the MC better hope it's already dead before Vivian gets at them.

Gwen: She's more the type that people protect than the type who protects people. The support from the background type. But you get close enough, that will not stop her at all and she will absolutely try to protect you to the best of her ability. Like right up there in the frontlines. You both may need to end up saving each other in that case.

About the MC's death... it's fine. It's fine. You've already died and reincarnated once. It can happen again. She'll be waiting for you. Eternally if necessary.

Lorelei: She'll already be highly protective of certain types of MCs (romanced or otherwise). Unlike some of the others, there'll actually be a noticeable change in her demeanor.

She's not the type to ever abandon someone in danger, but she will absolutely prioritize a romanced or high affinity MC over others. To the point where highly skilled fighter MCs may need to tell her to take a step back because she's jumping in even when it would be better that she did her own thing.

Will be quietly having a BSOD upon the MC's death (which she' ll blame entirely on her failing to protect and be there for the MC at the last moment). She'll eventually come back to the group as the icy version of Wrath, barely interacting with others while still carrying out her duties. (The other Harbingers are going to really have their work cut out for them there.)

Broderick: Another one who's demeanor will change after getting close to him... especially after what happens in his subplot. He'll be constantly protectively hovering over high affinity MC. But just during the dangerous times. (Which is actually all the time.) The MC will probably need to work through a few issues with him.

He'll be completely gutted by the MC's death and not really functional for quite awhile after that point. Definitely a changed man (and not for the better). It might take years for him to recover.

#Having so many Dead Ends in the game means I've already basically ironed out how the others would react #At least in the way they present themselves throughout the first book #oks-asks #oks-ROs

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A Gift, A Curse

A story in which we discover just how damned an ascended vampire can be, and just how far you will go to save the spawn you loved.

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fic warnings: Abuse, Angst, Biting, Blood and Gore, Blood Drinking, Bondage, Dom/sub, Dubious Consent, Food Restriction, Hate Sex, Horror, Mental Coercion, Mind Control, Rape/Non-con Elements, Rough Sex, Sexual Coercion, Torture, Total Power Exchange, Trauma, Vampire Bites

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Chapter 1: Ascension

“Help me do this. Please.”

If the desperation in his eyes and the heartbreak on his face hadn’t already been enough to break you, the tremble in his voice would have done it. And even without all that, how could you ever say no to this man? He who stood beside you as you discovered your lost self. He who remained beside you when you learned your cursed history. He who bound the knots of your restraints and stroked your hair through the night, even as you writhed and fought to end his life. He helped you gain your freedom from the damnation of your birth. How could you possibly deny helping him with his own same freedom?

But, says a voice in your head, seven thousand souls.

“It will kill so many people,” you say, the words numbing your mouth like poison.

“People? Those ‘people’ died years ago, trust me on that. All that’s left are feral spawn, desperate for blood. Think how many people they’d kill. Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? But if we complete the ritual, think of the power I’ll have. With me by your side, we can save the city - we can save ourselves. And I’ll be able to walk in the sun. I’ll be really, truly free. Isn’t that what you want?”

Of course it is what you want. It’s all you want. Freedom to be together, to escape your haunted pasts, to forge a new and brighter future.

“Please,” he whispers, “I can’t do this alone.”

The words cut you like a knife to your heart. Your eyes meet, and you willingly open your mind to him. Your thoughts join as you become one. You feel the knife in his hand as if it were in yours, and you taste the tang of power and blood that fills his mouth. It is intoxicating, almost all-consuming, and if you focus your mind on it hard enough, you find you can almost drown out Cazador’s screams. Giving Astarion control of your eyes puts you in a dreamy, trance-like state; an escape from the cold, echoing horror of the Szarr dungeon in which you stand.

You do not know how much time has passed when Astarion severs your connection and you are dragged back to the nightmarish present. The corpses of Cazador’s servants surround you once more, and death hangs thick in the air. Cazador’s screams have diminished to exhausted whimpers, and you regain your vision fully just in time to see Astarion brandish the vampire lord’s staff, sending his old master flying to take his spot for the ritual.

You watch as your love brings the staff down with a crash in front of him. His voice is harsher than you’ve ever heard it as he begins to chant.

“No, Astarion, stop this!” Shadowheart’s voice sounds quiet and weak beside his.

“Don’t you dare! I can feel their power flowing into me!” His voice is a roar now, and his very words seem to carry a magic within them. Any thoughts of stopping him slip away into the void.

You’re not sure you had any thoughts of stopping him anyway.

His chanting continues, and a magic unlike any you’ve ever felt permeates the air around you. You feel your companions stirring in terror beside you, but you cannot take your eyes off Astarion. He stands at the centre of a circle of glowing runes that are far beyond your understanding, his perfect body incandescent with infernal power, his beautiful eyes nothing more than white-hot spots of brilliance. You hear a sickening series of cracks and bursts around you, and you are glad that your lover is the sole focus of your fascination. The fact that you do not even have the stomach to watch the destruction you have helped unleash around you makes you flush with shame, but you shove the feeling down. You did this for him. For him, you would do anything.

#astarion #bg3 astarion #bg3 fanfiction #astarion x reader #astarion romance #bg3 spoilers #astarion smut #astarion x you #astarion x tav #a gift a curse

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jaesqueso · 11 months

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member: jeno

▶︎ “Lover” by Taylor Swift

genre: fluff

3.5k follower celebration ❤︎

word count: 860

warnings: kissing, mentions of alcohol, slightly angst in the middle

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

Lee Jeno was your first love. You were just teens when you met at a beach party. The light of the sunset shining on his skin made it impossible to look away as he laughed with his friends. You were to shy to make a move so you went to get a drink to cool yourself then. Just moments later you felt a warm presence by your side.

“Wanna hang out?”

“Yeah, it sounds like fun.”

His casual approach made you feel at ease. It felt so natural to be by his side as you walked down the shore, side by side, between words and laughs. You’ve met him for 20 seconds and it felt like you’ve known him for 20 years.

A friendship soon blossomed and you couldn’t even remember life before him. You hung out almost everyday, being enjoying a day in the sun or having fun at the carousels at the town fair. At the top of the ferris wheel as you admired the city lights, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

“I don’t want to look at anything else now that I saw you.”

When his lips met yours, you finally understood all the love songs you’ve heard on the radio, all the romantic movies that played on TV on Sunday afternoon, all the novels you’ve read late at night in your bed. You came from different worlds but somehow you fitted like two puzzle pieces.

“You know I can’t give you all the nice things you deserve.”

“Jeno, I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings.”

Like all first loves, you planned a future together. Where you’d live, how many kids you’d have and all the amazing things you’d do together. But all fairytales have an expiring date.

Things started to get rocky as you approached the end of high school and college was all everybody talked about. You had the grades and the funds to go to an A-list university, he was counting the pennies to get through the end of the week. But then good news arrived as he got a scholarship that could save his academic future. Unfortunately it was on the opposite side of the country.

“I don’t want to lose you.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll make it work.”

And so you tried. But like all other long distance relationships, you failed. Being away made you both jealous and insecure. The times you were able to meet were spent arguing instead of making up for the time apart.

“We were crazy to think that this could work.”

On that dreadful night, you drove back home with eyes swollen. Saying goodbye was like death by a thousand cuts, but as much as you loved him you knew you couldn’t carry on like that.

The following months felt like you weren’t living, just existing. Thoughts of him clouded your head through sleepless nights. It felt like you’d never get over him. Until one day, your body finally gave into the tiredness and when you woke up he wasn’t the first thing that came to mind. You forgot that he existed. It wasn’t love nor hate, just indifference. You thought that forgetting him would kill you but it didn’t, it felt nice, peaceful and quiet. You could finally move on and even got in a few relationships even if they didn’t last long. But it wasn’t because of him, they just weren’t meant to be.

A few years gone by and you decided to spend a summer back home. As you walked down the shore, shoes dangling from your hand, memories came back. As you sat in the sand, you remembered him, the happiness, the love. Taking a deep breath you smile, the sound of the waves crashing filling your ears. But then something happened, you heard him laughing.

You thought your mind was playing tricks but when you turned around there he was. When he notices you he starts walking your way, signature eye smile making your lips curl up. As you get up you notice his features have slightly changed, he looks more mature even though he has that boyish look you like on a man.

Just like that first day he approaches you casually getting any possible awkwardness out of the way. You decide to go grab a drink and catch up and it’s clear there’s no hard feelings between you, which makes you happy. However, as the alcohol runs free through your veins you realised some other feelings stuck by and you can’t control your drunk mouth.

“Tell me that you’re still mine. Tell me that we’ll be just fine. Tell me that it’s not my fault. Tell me that I’m all you want.”

And you just like that first kiss, you understood there’s always a rainbow after a storm.

Lee Jeno was your first love. And as you look at him though the kitchen window, running around your toddler in the backyard, you know he’s also your last love. All’s well that ends well to end up with him. You want to be where he is, forever and ever. He’s your home. He’s your lover.

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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WAITING FOR A BUS

I'm a traveling man straight from a can, I'm a thousand miles away from my number one fan.

Pairings: Aemond Targaryen x Reader, Daemon Targaryen x Reader (MODERN)

Description: A new promotion at work prompts you to move into a small modest town with your boyfriend, Aemond Targaryen. There you meet a few friendly faces. It seems like life is going where it's supposed to. That is until you meet your new boss, Daemon Targaryen, who is your boyfriend's estranged uncle.

It doesn't help with the fact that you've been having dreams about him since birth.

TW : SMUT, MENTIONS OF NON-CON

masterlist | chapter four

The beautiful girl clad in black was fighting against his arms, a dagger was pressed on your neck — it glimmered in the moonlight. Daemon entered the castle, chasing after the both of you. He left his sword in the middle of the empty field, both Vhagar and Caraxes were long buried in the lake. "Let her go, this fight is between us." he beseeched, his muddied boots created marks on the stone floor.

"I don't think so, this girl of yours is rather beautiful." he taunted while tracing his dagger on the bottom of your chin. They were a few feet away from each other, Daemon didn't dare walking any closer. He could feel his heart hammering through his chest — a thousand thoughts raised through his mind. If you came out of this battle dead, then Daemon was sure to follow after.

You wriggled underneath the lord's grasp, thus his hold tightens. Daemon's eyes hardened seeing you attempt to escape. Aemond's hands reach your neck, chocking you in place. "What the fuck do you want?" your lover questioned, his nephew laughs.

No negotiation will happen. This battle's only outcome was death. "I want to end you, uncle." Aemond replied with a smirk. That was the only way. Daemon was the pillar of Rhaenyra's rebellion — without that man, Aegon was sure to win.

"Then kill me and let her go." Daemon quipped immediately, offering himself with open arms. You shake your head. His life was far more valuable than yours. "Leave," you manage to choke out, he takes a step forward. There was no him, without you.

It all happened so fast. You could see the outline of your sister's shadow behind him. Alys raised her hand and struck him down with a single blow. The dark sister pierced through his stomach, and he could only let out a small groan.

Aemond let you go — he allowed you to run in Daemon's direction with tears running down your eyes. You anticipated the same sword cutting through you, but it never came — you were dragged inside a cell, to spend the rest of your days.

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It was the first time he ran away from home. His father was still alive at this point, and his mother was abused constantly in their own home. He was holding train-tickets in his right hand, his hood was raised high — a constant reminder that he didn't belong in this world. His eye was torn out by his nephew, Lucerys, nothing really changed.

He was no longer in Dragonview. He was in a brand-new city. He was finally away from his wife-beating daddy, and power-hungry grandfather. He took a deep breath, leaning down on his chair. A woman wearing a red dress catches his periphery. 'Oh fuck,' he thought with a smirk. It was you. He could feel your existence bumping into his. You meet his eye. He moves a centimeter away from your direction, but you halt in front of him. "This is my seat," you inform while staring at the ticket on your hand. You were still wearing your university ID. No one really does that here.

He looks at his ticket again, and to his surprise — he was sitting in the wrong seat. "I'm sorry," memories flood through his brain again. He moves a seat back, opening a space for you to sit in. "Thank you." you smiled while sitting beside him.

The gods were good indeed. He takes another glance at you. Anticipating a slap across the face, or a backhanded insult — but it never came. It suddenly comes to him. You don't remember. He takes another bite of his licorice. If he plays the cards right, he might come out as another man. His little mouse has finally returned.

You stare at him in return — almost remembering something from his single eye. He was prepared for a fight, he was fiddling with the brass knuckles on his pocket — even if you did slap him, it wouldn't have any effect. He was highly trained in martial arts, and he knew your body and how it worked.

He knows how to deflect your attacks. He knows how to bind your arms together while wrecking you. He loved doing that in his past life. He was sure that he'd enjoy it in this one too. "You want one?" he offers his candy, and you politely decline him.

"I don't accept candy from strangers," you chuckled while popping a single headphone in your ear. He laughs for a second, Canada wasn't a dangerous country — you were probably foreign. "My name is Aemond. There, I'm no longer a stranger." he offers the candy again, and you take a piece cautiously.

"What's your name?" he asks, kindness dripping from his tone. "(Your Name)" you replied while finishing the candy. He was an attractive man, with purple eyes that looked like one from your dreams. Aemond was charismatic and talkative. He wore a smile on his face. The kind stranger slowly turned into something more. A single question ('Where are you going after this?') turned into 'I can stay with you for a while'.

He found himself walking to your car, and driving to your apartment.

You could feel his tongue on your womanhood — licking and darting his tongue back and forth. He could hear your moans bouncing off the room. Damn. He never knew that having sex with you could feel this good. The last time he did this ... well, you weren't a willing participant. "Aemond," you moaned staring at him from in-between your legs. He was in heaven.

———

Daemon laid in his sofa, covered by a thousand pillows. His phone vibrates, he reaches for it in beside him. His eyes narrowed, adjusting to the light. 'Instagram: (Your Name)_23 has requested to follow you.' he read out loud, and his fingers pressed the notification quickly.

He presses the 'confirm' button. "Fuck." he cursed automatically opening his profile and fixing his instagram feed. There were thousand of photos spanning from 2016 to this current year. Some of the pictures were shit-posts, and others were thirst traps. He wanted to blame himself for posting inappropriate pictures but he only had ten followers (and also a lot of follow requests.)

His phone notifies him again.

(Your Name)_23 9:24PM hope that you don't mind me following you 😅 ThomasDee_Targ69 9:24PM Not at all hehe

(Your Name)_23 9:24PM i just wanted to ask you about the classics you've read

(Your Name)_23 9:25PM i couldn't find ur fb acc 😆

ThomasDee_Targ69 9:25PM I don't have one. Rhaenyra's kids set this account up. I've read all the classics, but it depends on what time period you want me to talk about.

He stares at the chat screen for a second, anticipating your reply. He groans after realizing that it would take a while. He presses your account, browsing through your posts. There were only 13, and only one of them didn't have your boyfriend in the picture.

'The king of my heart, body and soul.' he read the picture's caption while staring at his nephew unblinkingly. If he knew that Alicent was capable of creating such a gremlin, he would've killed Aemond as a baby. He presses the photo — revealing Aemond's instagram account. His username was crass. "(Your Initials).aemond"

Daemon was resisting the urge to smash the screen.

(Your Name)_23 9:30PM i like period classics

ThomasDee_Targ69 9:30PM Like 'Persuasion' and 'Little Women'?

(Your Name)_23 9:31PM yeah!

(Your Name)_23 9:31PM really sorry tomm, but igtg now.

He froze for a second, trying to decipher the words that you were using. In his past life, there wasn't a wall between him and you when it came to relating to each other even though he was decades older. But in this universe, there were so much trends that he wasn't aware of. "It means, i got to go." Viserys piped from behind him while licking his ice-cream.

Daemon glanced over his shoulder in surprise. "What are you doing here?" he questioned sharply, watching as the little boy began to devour his favorite ice-cream. "The back-door was open." he shrugged while leaning on Daemon's white sofa. "Can you go away?" he gave the boy a side-eye. "Uncle Harwin says that dinner is ready, and you can eat in our house if you want to." Viserys announced while loudly walking out of the front door.

He cursed already regretting living beside his niece's family.

But then, his mind goes back to you.

He will come back.

He dusts his sweatpants. Arranging his pillows in an orderly manner. But before that, he has to eat.

chapter five>>

tags: @namelesslosers @immyowndefender @ammo2022 @perihelioneclipse @gracielikegrapes

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rose-wild · 9 months

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pjo characters as taylor swift albums

leo — taylor swift (debut): tied together with a smile is literally his fucking song, cold as you, i’m only me when i’m with you, teardrops on my guitar bro

piper — fearless (tv): i can very clearly see her loving fearless, the way i loved you, mr. perfectly fine, love story, white horse, etc she’s just so fearless coded

frank — speak now (tv): he’s a whimsical romantic so he’d love enchanted, he’d love singing mine at the top of his lungs, he’s so long live coded too, and he’d absolutely love i can see you and timeless

annabeth — red (tv): she’s so red coded, everything has changed reminds her of percy, sad beautiful tragic, state of grace, begin again, and she’s so the moment i knew, all too well (10 min), red, ronan, do i need to go on

percy — 1989: welcome to ny his fucking city bro, i wish you would is so titan’s curse percy, he loves singing how you get the girl in the car with annabeth, he loves singing blank space with sally, and he’s so james dean

hazel — reputation: there is no other character that fits reputation as well as her, i could go on and on. she’s so lwymmd, this is why we can’t have nice things, ready for it, i did something bad, and king of my heart, dancing with our hands tied, endgame etc etc i could go on she’s so reputation coded

jason — lover: oh this boy is so lover coded. he’s london boy even if he’s not from london. he’s paper rings and cornelia street and death by a thousand cuts and the archer is his fucking song. he loves the man and he’s cried to daylight more times than he can count.

calypso — folklore: she’s so august & cardigan, and tlgad, mad woman, illicit affairs, my teachers ricochet, etc

reyna — evermore: she’s so champagne problems, gold rush, cowboy like me, tolerate it coded. ivy and no body no crime and tis the damn season and long story short. right where you left me.

nico — midnights: maroon, lavender haze, antihero, the great war, bigger than the whole sky, would’ve could’ve should’ve, karma are all so him. not to mention he’s literally midnight rain because his boyfriend is literally sunshine

#heroes of olympus #percy jackson #annabeth chase #piper mclean #jason grace #reyna avila ramirez arellano #nico di angelo #hazel levesque #frank zhang #leo valdez #calypso #pjohootoa #pjohoo #pjofandom #pjo

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365-days-of-taylor-swift · 6 months

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November Day 7

Check out the masterpost to vote on more poll

You can find the other half of this poll here

#365 days of tswift #taylor swift poll #polls #taylor swift lyrics #lyrics #lover taylor swift #Death by a thousand cuts #London Boy #Soon you'll get better #False God #You need to calm down #Afterglow #ME!#It's nice to have a friend #Daylight #all of the girls

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gaslightgatekeepgirlbosscombat · 7 months

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Group D, Round 1, Poll 5:

Propaganda under the cut

Barbara Kean

She's a ruthless schemer, she's a business shark, she's a drama queen, she's a diva. Murdered her parents for hindering her potential and lied about it. After being rescued/taken hostage by an insane cult, she's stolen the cult's leader's sister as her lover and turned it into an opportunity to run her own small but successful criminal girls-only empire. Got revenge on her awful ex by orchestrating their wedding-that-never-was, nightmare edition. Style, brains, deadly ambition? Barbara's got it all.

Angela

Broke out of a thousand year time loop and immediately decided to start killing people. Owner and manager of the titular Library, which is a bit like The Thing; anyone who is invited must fight to the death for the right to check out a book, if/when they fail they become a book which serves to either tempt the next set of victims or empower the librarians. Willing to kill basically anyone and everyone in the dystopian City that serves as the game's setting in order to transcend her robotic body and become human. Having a mental breakdown and turning into a monstrous, symbolic representation of your trauma is fairly common in the setting, but she does so nearly half a dozen times over the course of the game. The game literally starts with her ripping the limbs off of a random dude just for accidentally wandering into her library.

#round 1 #group d #Barbara Kean #Gotham #angela lobcorp #lobotomy corporation #library of ruina

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tisthedamnseason-writethisdown · 5 months

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#taylor swift #lover taylor swift #taylor swift lover #lover #death by a thousand cuts #london boy #false god #you need to calm down #afterglow #me!#it’s nice to have a friend #daylight #all of the girls you loved before

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taylorswiftandx · 5 months

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Taylor Swift and Waking

Note: See also TS and Awake.

'Taylor Swift'

Tim McGraw: And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone

'Fearless (Taylor's Version)'

You Belong With Me: Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

Untouchable: In the middle of the night, waking from this dream

SuperStar: When my world wakes up today, you'll be in another town

That's When: And you said, "That's when, when I wake up in the morning"

That's When: And I said, "That's when, when I woke up in the morning"

'Speak Now (Taylor's Version)'

(no waking)

'Red (Taylor's Version)'

Sad Beautiful Tragic: And we both wake in lonely beds and different cities

Everything Has Changed: All I knew this morning when I woke is I know something now, know something now I didn't before

Ronan: I remember you dancing before bedtime, then jumping on me, waking me up

Nothing New: And I wake up in the middle of the night, it's like I can feel time moving

'1989 (Taylor's Version)'

You Are In Love: One night he wakes, strange look on his face

'reputation'

Dress: I woke up just in time, now I wake up by your side

'Lover'

The Archer: I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost

Paper Rings: Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe

Death By A Thousand Cuts: Saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts, flashbacks waking me up

'folklore'

The 1: I guess you never know, never know, and it's another day waking up alone

'evermore'

Tolerate It: I wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed

Marjorie: The autumn chill that wakes me up, you loved the amber skies so much

'Midnights'

Maroon: And I wake with your memory over me, that's a real fucking legacy, legacy

Maroon: And I wake with your memory over me, that's a real fucking legacy to leave

Anti-Hero: I wake up screaming from dreaming, one day I'll watch as you're leaving

Other Songs written by Taylor

All Of The Girls You Loved Before: Wake up in the morning with someone but feeling alone

Beautiful Eyes: I wake up, I'm alive, in only a little while I'll cry

Christmas Tree Farm: And they're warm and they're safe, they wake to see a blanket of snow

I Heart ?: Wake up and smell the breakup, fix my heart, put on my makeup

I Heart ?: Wake up and smell the breakup, realize that we won't make up

You'll Always Find Your Way Back Home: You wake up, it's raining and it's Monday

Official Alternate Releases

Maroon (Clean Version): And I wake with your memory over me, that's a real lasting legacy, legacy

Maroon (Clean Version): And I wake with your memory over me, that's a real lasting legacy to leave

#taylor swift #lyrics #taylorswiftandx #lyric parallels #waking

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nymphinthepond · 6 months

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Crimson Kisses

The Immortal Diary, Entry 1

22nd, October 2023

In the spirit of the spooky season and all the rain that's been falling, I can't seem to shake the thought of a human and their Vampire lover...

It's a bleak day in the coastal town, gray as it ever was, now with a touch of the chilly autumn rain.

The sea roars something akin to gods fighting for the hand of some unrivaled beauty soon to be lost among the faces of many in their halls.

You, a human, sit on the very brink of the chalice holding the fierce slate colored currents.

An idle day spent by a roasting fireside framed in polished wood that gleamed like a mirror. You are in the arms of your lover whose fatal kiss was all it would take to part you from mortal graces.

Your vampire lover balances your weight on his lap, seated in his favorite armchair. His arm is hooked around your back, gathering you close and holding the book open for both of you to read.

It's highfalutin literature, or so you've always called it. When the busy words and endless ramblings no longer make sense, your vampire lover translates it for you. There is no way you'd understand language this old, the first of texts of its kind acquired by his immortal hands.

Not even great libraries or museums held as many artifacts of the times past as your fanged lover's crypt.

Nevertheless, you're glad to be in his embrace. The weather screaming outside his seaside manor is kept at bay by fine draperies, thick enough to blot the sun from your little world.

Your vampire lover speaks in a low voice, and you feel it rumble beneath your lazy palm that strokes his chest. He smells of incense, pure and rich, as if handcrafted by the most devout of believers in an unseen thing. His neck is cold under your warm lips, and you feel nary a pulse under your tongue.

He tastes like fruit, if it were a man who had once wagered his soul for the ripe taste of an unknown victory, one which he kept deeper than secrets or the pits of the wailing sea.

"This is the son. And he has begun to make dogs of men. A king who is like monsters, you dare only to encounter in dream."

You do not know what he reads but the words become him.

He says it is a tale written by the hand of an unpopular philosopher from an empire long ago.

The room is lit by fire and so is his bloodless skin. White as death, man would say. But you thought it a lily in comparison, moonlit above the gourds of their malachite leaves.

Your vampire lover's voice echoes centuries and you feel as if you are there, in the streets of a city where pillars of marble and limestone soared and flocks of doves wreathed them like laurel.

Would he smell like ash beside you?

His cheek rests against your head. One hand abandons the book to make love your thigh. His adoration is cold to the touch, yet fire is lit wherever it falls.

"Two thousand men. Nine hundred more, for the king, for the emperor with whom the lords of the heavens has favor. They are cruel as he. He is their own likeness, cut from the stone of mortal clay. You will fall to dust one day, leaving the tragedies of his reign and the will of his gods behind. His pit of vipers you must attend. They have come before him. They will endure after."

You lift your face to capture the sight of his. His eyelashes are dark and their shadows fall on his skin. His eyes are crimson, like the blood in your veins. He has told you what color they once were, when he was a boy and when he was a man, when he unwound fate from his neck and chose darkness beyond it.

His dark hair curls slightly against his temples. A thumb caresses your lips. You whisper for the sweetness of his.

Rain beats the windows and close turns of the manor. You are on the cliff of the seas. The room floats away from it, shadow and a forged glow.

Miscellaneous treasures that span time are pressed to corners of the room, furnishing and figurine, basins of gold and broken tablets of stone, in cases on the wall, mounted off the floor.

The rug beneath your feet, where he has acquainted your bodies before that fire not long ago. And the crown of a man whose head he has taken resting above the fireplace.

"Does my story bore you?" Your vampire lover asks.

"It's too cruel to make me bored." You are still winded from his kiss.

He has lived ten thousands of ages and he will live as many more. Twice over and over again.

Your vampire lover knows what you are thinking. "This world is not becoming for you."

You are human. And he is afraid that you lose the gift of your evanescence. He is afraid that you do not.

Your vampire lover lights kisses up your shoulder. You are a fading flower and the pages of incense smoke try to hold you before you go.

Fangs scrape your neck, "If I give you this-"

Thunder claps above your heads. Your vampire lover sinks his face against your neck. Never leaving his venom, only takes just a little of what's right.

It stings. Each time your heart aches. Love burns you both.

Your wish, he has once more denied.

-NymphinthePond🪷

Entry 2 of the Immortal Diary: Part 2

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PuppyM Detective

Chapter 1 : introduction

Since yesterday morning, everyone had been talking about the terrible news that city concelor Jung Wooyoung had died in his room. The police didn't follow up, as they thought it was a natural death. A heart attack, they said, since everyone was aware of Jung Wooyoung's gluttonous appetite.

He was a strong and respectable man against corruption, looking for good in even the worst. He had a good position, lots of money and was even engaged to a rather pretty woman. But everyone knew that he would prefer her brother. Then, overnight, the wedding was called off and neither Choi Yena nor Choi San was heard from again, leaving Mr Jung in a state of deep sadness.

And what better way to confort his sadness than with sugar? It's a good thing Stayville has the three best bakeries in the area!

There was the best-known, Dwaekki & BbookAri Bakery, run by a very nice married couple, although it seemed they were a little too excited about the weight of the smallest. Jisung even told me he'd seen them about to make love because Mr Seo couldn't close his apron, which obviously didn't fit around his waist anymore.

But I don't judge everyone's tastes and every couple needed to keep the flame alive.

Then we had Jinrinet bowl, a mix of a bed 'n breakfast run by former top model Hwang Hyunjin. Everyone in town wondered how overnight he'd decided to give up his life of luxury to live in a quiet town like Stayville, where he wasn't even from. But his brunch were delicious and he contributed to the town's economy with his popularity, bringing in thousands of tourists every year.

Last but not least, LeeBit bite acted as a cat cafe where cat lovers and students came to enjoy a coffee and a sweet while taking in the feline atmosphere.

Ew , I prefer dogs honestly.

The fact was that all three signs were on the same street and right across from each other. In Stayville, everyone believed in the rivalry between these three stores. And yet, in the early days, they all had a cordial relationship, with Mr Lee-Seo going to brunch at Mr Hwang's, Mr Hwang drawing at Mr Lee's café and Mr Lee going to the Lee-Seo bakery. But the idea of competition between the three intensified, and that's probably why their interaction diminished and they were no longer seen talking to each other even outside working hours.

The only time that any semblance of conviviality was restored was when councilman Jung came to the quartker to spend part of his salary on sweets and other food.

No wonder he got so fat so fast. All they could think about was profit and making themselves look good to a city councillor. I bet if he died, it was one of them. After all, the newspaper article about his death read:

Jung Wooyoung, a humble and respected city councillor, was found dead in his home not far from a box of sweets, the name of which is still unknown. The cause of death is still undetermined, but local police suspect cardiac arrest.

In short, it's the perfect investigation for me, Kim Seungmin!

I put on my glasses, grab my coat and head for Miroh Street. I'm sure that if I need to find the answer to Mr Jung's death, it's in one of these three bakeries.

- "Can you tell me more about Kim Seungmin?"

- "Kim Seungmin? I know a lot about him, he's my roommate and I've known him for years! Yeah, he's the kind of guy who thinks he's a detective, even if he's not really qualified, but there's a sad side to all this.

His father was a cop and his mother a detective, so frankly the detective son isn't much of a shocker. But they say he cut ties with his family overnight! Some say it's because the father didn't want him to be a detective, others that it's because he came out, but I like both theories!

As a result, he's a bit of an amateur in the detective profession, but he's had a few investigations of his own! See the story about the divorce between Mrs Yang and Mr Lee? Thanks to Seungmin, we know it's because Mrs Yang was cheating on him with an idol!

He didn't tell me what he was working on, but I think it has something to do with Jung Wooyoung's death. After all, I think it's a pretty strange death".

-Oh really ?

-Yes, of course! Like all of a sudden he has a heart attack? I don't believe it, especially since despite his weight he was always going for check-ups and taking plenty of vitamins! I do know it because i used to work for him"

- "That doesn't explain everything either!

-"I think it's enough already!

- "I see .... here you can finish eating them, they're just for you!"

- "Really? Thanks, that's lovely!"

- "It's normal, as Stayville residents we have to maintain good relations, right? Next time bring Seungmin along, he absolutely must try this new recipe I've concocted".

-"I'll tell him! Well, I'm off to work! Bye Hyung!" Jisung exclaimed before trotting out carrying a large box containing some delicious pastries.

-Do you know anything about Sherlock Holmes and Watson? It's literally Seungmin and Jisung. Seungmin investigates and looks for the smallest mystery to solve, while Jisung is the gossip who unknowingly helps Seungmin, or at least helps him stay alive given all the sleepless nights he has."

- "I've just been told that ik has cut off contact with his parents, is that true?"

- "Hm ... it's more difficult than that. In fact, nobody really knows, until now it's only Captain Kim and his son who really know."

- "You ... you don't want to tell me more, Mr. Mayor?"

-You know I love it when you call me that? But what's it got to do with you, Jinnie? Are you suddenly into detective work now?"

- "No, Chan, you know I only sleep with you. I just wanted to find out a bit more about Seungmin, that's all, after all everyone's talking about him but I've never seen him in person, I've only seen his roommate Jisung."

- "I feel like you're not telling me everything"

- "You feel or you're just jealous?"

- "Me jealous? Don't talk nonsense".

- "Enough talk, get dressed, I'm going to fix you something to eat." Declared the blond before getting out of bed and getting dressed again, leaving the mayor to admire his still-naked body until he was fully clothed again.

-I can't stop eating with you! Look, I've put on weight!" Chan then pulled back the blanket, showing off his naked body, although the small belly he was developing allowed his intimacy to be concealed to a minimum.

Hyunjin only smirked widly, he giggled before leaning sensually against him, stealing a kiss and placing his hand on his belly.

-You're right, we should see each other more often to burn off more calories" he joked.

- "Or make me eat more"

- "It all depends on what you want to do first. We can even do both ~"

- "if anyone finds out about this-"

- "-What? That our good and respected mayor Bahng Christopher Chan is being fucked at home by a bed 'n breakfast manager? It'll be better than this news item from city councilman Jung."

- "Maybe you're right"

- "I'm always right"

- "Finally some silence ! I feel like it's been years since I've heard the quiet.

"-You say that, but you've been asleep half of the day".

- "I had to get my strength back these last few hard days, you know?"

- "Hard at what? To be a gluttonous man like you are?"

- "I was going to say being your husband, but that desceiption suits me too"

The younger one took on a false air of offence before lightly nudging his husband with his elbow.

- "You're mean there, Binnie!"

- "Because letting me get stuck is nice ?"

- "You're the one who told me you wanted to keep your independence, I'm just listening to your wishes"

- "Come on, I told you that a long time ago, now I need you to take care of me, please" he sighed, making his whole body tremble with every gesture he made.

-"I like it when you beg Hyung, it makes me feel important".

-"Important? Are you kidding me, Lixie? You're the most important person I know! The most talented, adorable, smiling, handsome and best cook in town for sure."

- "Oh my love come into my arms~"

The two embraced for a long time, followed by a long, tender, passionate kiss.

-"Reminiscent of our high school years, don't you think?"

-Yes, I remember. We used to hide in room 207 to kiss."

- "Before my soccer practice you'd always bring me your brownies in a little pink toure box, it was adorable"

-Believe me, I'm happy to say that you chose my cooking over sports".

- "You think I don't show enough? At this point I'm your food taster rather than your husband".

- "You can be both, you know ~"

- "Yeah, but every chance you get, you're going to be cooing with the Councillor Wooyoung as soon as he walks through the door!"

- "Binnie it's inappropriate to talk like that about a dead man! Plus you souldn't be jealous of all you exactly know why did i behave like that with him !".

- "Yes, but..."

- "Don't sulk, Binnie ... do you want me to make you a batch of cookies?"

-"...with lots of chocolate chips?"

- "As many as you want"

- "Sorry we're closed-"

- "Hyung you know I always come after closing time"

- "Oh Jeongin you almost scared him ... come and sit down I'll prepare a table for you"

The youngest then smiled politely before settling down at one of the tables. He didn't have to wait long before a few feoins came to sit on his legs or rub up against him.

-A real cat magnet" joked the oldest.

- "It's a family trait after all ~"

The two half-brothers exchanged knowing glances before chuckling.

- "If you're here, it's because you've heard from Dad, isn't it?"

- "Exactly. Well, I'll skip the part where he says you're a disgrace to the family, that the son of a politician like him shouldn't settle in this godforsaken village and open a café... blah blah blah".

-He's always preferred you to me anyway".

- "And I don't care! As I was saying, he called me to tell me about his plans, and they had something to do with stayville and the latest news".

-Are you talking about the murder of Jung Wooyoung?

- "Exactly"

- "Wait a moment.

Minho got up, leaving his younger half-brother alone with a cup of coffee and some chat. He went to the entrance and closed all the curtains so that no one could hear in detail what was being said.

It was lucky for Seungmin that he had captured the moment. Armed with his camera, he now had proof that Lee Minho and Yang Jeongin were definitely hiding something. But what was it? Not to mention Hwang Hyunjin, who also seems very close to the mayor. Or Lee-Seo Felix and Changbin, who were the closest to Councilman Jung before his death.

- "I think I've found the perfect interview for m-" the detective was then interrupted in his monolgue by the ringing of a telephone. It was Jisung

-"What's the matter, hyung?"

- "No, no, I just wanted to know when you'd be back... I picked up some pastries on my way home from work and I thought we could have some together."

- "That's nice hyung, I have to finish something and I'll be right back I promise"

- "Please don't be too late, it's getting dark fast these days"

- "I promise hyung" he said before hanging up.

"Great, because of him I missed everything. I'd better go home," he thought, before stuffing his camera back into his bag and heading for home.

...

-"Is he not looking at us anymore, hyung?"

-"No, it's okay, we can go on."

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