#i feel like im finally fucking snapping cause at this point im properly fucking angry. IM having a bad time too. IM going through it too.
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omw to play emotional support for my mom disguised as ✨fun family bonding time✨ for the rest of the week <3333 there's something so deeply wrong with me uwu teehee
#and i still havent texted my friend back even tho she texted me a week ago and i told her ill text her back this week when i have the time#and i DO have the time. im just fucked in the head and the prospect of having a conversation with another person where i again#have to pretend im not at the very brink of a serious mental and emotional breakdown. is making me lose my fucking mind#ik she's having a bad time rn and she needs the reassurance and jesus fucking christ i tried i had two long conversations with her#that were allllll about her. only her. not a single word about me. that's fine. this is what people need in such moments right#to just get patted on the head and hugged and told their suffering is real and what happened to them is unfair and just made to feel#that for a moment they're the centre of attention and it is all about them. this is normal. this is why therapy exists.#so i try to give this to her but it is fucking draining. and i NEVER get the same treatment back. like she caught me crying at uni last week#and like yes she'll say some nice things but she'll always find a way to turn the conversation back on the topic of ✨her✨#like we started talking about my therapy and i finally got to actually say a word or two about what im dealing with. but then she goes#'yeah im just trying to figure out what's wrong with me when i listen to you haha like i could never cut myself cause it looks ugly.#ofc it doesnt look ugly on you haha but i could never lol'#like thanks haha good to know ill just shut up then and steer the conversation back onto you why dont i. i mean its not like#i spent over an hour a few days back sitting with you and listening to your talk about your childhood and validating you and not saying#a word a single fucking word about myself even tho i was also going through it myself but who cares right. and now im the bad guy again#because im not texting back.#i feel like im finally fucking snapping cause at this point im properly fucking angry. IM having a bad time too. IM going through it too.#I have bad coping skills and had a fucked up childhood and traumas in my life TOO and im allowed to just not be able to handle it#i really wanna break something lol maybe therapy's working after all lmao#oh also this is why i dont eat breakfast. i do it once and then feel guilty and suicidal lol normal behaviour#pojebie mnie zaraz przysięgam na boga mam dość kurwa BASTA
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Can I request an irl Puffy fanfic where we (the reader) are a volleyball player more specifically a libero who carelessly throws their body around bruising and hurting themselves to win the game. This causes Puffy to get worried when they fracture their hand and get semi depressed. Which leads her to comfort us. Just an angsty-fluff moment.
I just want to say in advance that I have never played volleyball on a bigger level than one time in middle school, so I hope y’all bear with me on any mistakes I make!
Also this turned out way more angsty than I expected- heheh
Dont apologize to me
It was the middle of the last game of this season and you were nervous as hell. The score was 21- 20 and your team was in the lead. But the game wasn’t finished yet and they still had a chance to win.
You quickly glanced up to your girlfriend who was sitting on the sides cheering you on. You tried your best to remember the fact that no matter what everyone would still be happy even if you lost. But knowing you, you was a bit too competitive to just let a losing game go.
The ball was thrown towards your team and you did your best to hit the ball back. But something happened and you landed incorrectly when you hit the floor with your head first. You did your very best not to scream in pain but as your hand were pressed in a way that you didn’t even think was possibly possible you couldn’t help but yell out in pain and hissing though your teeth.
“Y/n?” you did your best to open your eyes to see who it was but after the hit your head had made, it was hard sine the room was so bright. A hand went behind your head and a couple of arms were holding you as you started drifting off from the huge amount of pain that was caused to your body.
“Its fine sweetie! Its gonna be ok!”
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You groaned as you felt your head ache. Attempting to turn around you felt a sharp pain zapping though your hand when you tried to use it for support.
“Y/n I swear to god. You can’t use your hand!” right… its been two days since your stupid accident happened and you had gotten pretty fucking sad news. You need to take a break from training. Probebly a year to let your wrist and head heal properly. Those words crushed you. You had been doing this for so long, and it was one of the few things that made your life worth living. Volleyball was what you loved.
“im sorry…” you apologized, stuffing your head against the pillow. A warm, soft hand traveled up and down your back as you felt the bed shift slightly.
“its not me you have to apologize to. Apologize to your hand, you idiot” you could even hear the smile in her voice. How could she find this funny in any sort of way? Your life was pretty much ruined. Pain twisted within you with all of that’s happened. It wasn’t long until tears stained the pillow your head was still buried in. soft sobs escaped your throat and you heard your girlfriend start to ask if you were alright.
“does it seem like im fine!?” you finally snapped attempting once again to raise yourself and this time you succeeded. Staring right at Puffy, your heart sank. This girl had been there for you since day one and you just got angry with her for caring about you. Regretting what you just said you reached to grab her hand to apologize. Quicker than not, she snacked it away.
“no.” it was a cold and harsh word that made even more tears form in your eyes.
“I have tried to support you the best I can during these years, seeing you in pain and trying my best to tell myself you will be fine!” she had stood up and backed further and further away from the bed you were sitting on.
“I made sure to take care of you and love you every time you ended up hurt or something happened. But seeing you do this stupid stunt and then yelling at me for being worried about you!!” deep breathes escaped her moth as she moved further and further away from you. By this point tears were streaming down your face. You fucked up.
“Puffy im so-“
“don’t bother…”
“Please… I didn’t mean to-“
“I just… I just need some time..” and with that, she was gone.
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Its been almost 2 weeks and you were starting to get worried she would never come back. Sure, you could manage to do things around the house even with your fucked up arm, but the thing that was missing was her. Everything felt empty… you missed how she would hug you and how it would youst be you two. How she made you feel safe, how she made you smile even when you just wanted to fade away into nothingness.
“Hey, Y/n?” you tried to imagen her voice telling you it would be fine, but every time it came out so wrong.
“you here? HOLY SHIT Y/N THE KITCHEN IS SMOKING!!!!” It didn’t reach you until you were pushed out of the was onto the floor by a shorter person. You looked up to be faced with Puffy whop did her best to get rid of the smoke from the kitchen as she ran the faucet.
Once again tears were building up in your eyes as you were looking up at her from the floor. She was here…
“come on you dummy, lets get you back to bed, baby.” She kissed your head as you were laying down with her next to you.
#mcyt#mcyt x reader#puffy x reader#captain puffy#cpt puffy#minecraft youtubers#fanfiction#volleyball#x reader
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What if another person tried to kidnap the yanderes darlings👀
All their reactions will of course be to get you back so I only did the ones that would have the strongest reactions
Also im gonna start pairing hikaru with a y/n who doesn't give a shit about his degrading..cause it's wayyy funnier
Warning this contains: death, talk of torture, cannibalism, yandere behavior, kidnapping
Theodore
Definitely wasn't expecting it
Theo is normally prepared but he doesnt have any idea what to do
He of course has to find out who would touch you and how to get rid of them
He is usually so calm and collected but when he gets you back he is merciless with your captor, cold and unnerving downright sadistic
He wants them to suffer for worrying him and stealing his little wife/husband
"so this is where you've been hiding" Theo spoke softly to you with a smile as he gazed at your restraints before setting you free and kissing your wrists which were lightly bruised from the restraints but he heard footsteps his eyes growing cold.
"angel, close your eyes and cover your ears okay? Don't stop til I say..please" he spoke softly before turning his back to you before walking away. Soon screams of pure agony filled the air a constant screaming before utter silence, Theo soon returning to you covered in blood now wiping his glasses clean with a gentle humming
"how about we go home and take a shower, okay angel?"
Axis
He gets his brother to help
He is unstable without you
Like he can't think straight and all his senses seem to not work properly he is utterly hopeless
The person who took you will feel his wrath
Axis always shows his his cute side but when he gets you he gets dark as hell
Aka he lets salem devour them
"sweetie! Oh thank goodness I found you!" Axis chirped out pressing a kiss against your lips before he set you free from the cage you were in. "Let's go home okay? I missed you so much!" He huffs out.
"you can't take them" axis shuddered at the voice of your captor and something feral come out of him, they took you..took you away and did god knows what. With a whistle it seems he got salem's attention who was sitting outside the room. Axis turned to you smiling sweetly while salem pounced the sounds of screaming and bones cracking filling the room as axis helped you out the cage and covered your eyes from behind guiding you out the room.
"don't mind the noise okay? I know it's loud." He whispers in your ear before pressing a kiss on the back of your neck.
Yuki
It's cute that people think they can take you from him
Is very prepared
It takes three hours before he's coming to you to get you
He doesn't seem angry but he is
He's downright cold just cruel
You sobbed softly as your captor tortured you using a knife to cover your body with small but deep cuts, you soon heard a faint sound and looked to the window seeing Yuki open it softly when the two of you locked eyes he pressed a finger to his lips signalling silence.
You tried your best to avoid staring at him as he hopped down from the window into the room the soft sounds of his footsteps alerting your captor who turned around.
"whose the-"
Yuki shoved a gun barrel into the stranger's mouth his eyes cold and dull as he locked eyes with them. "Die." Yuki whispers out shooting the pistol watching them drop before he aimed at them firing again..and again..and again. He didn't stop until the gun clicked so he checked the ammo and was about to even put a new magazine in bloodlust swirling in his eyes.
"y-yuki!" You snapped out your body shaking at the sight of the clearly dead body filled with holes. Yuki glanced down and tilted his head to the side giving a sleepy little oh before putting the gun away and untying you noticing your cuts and shoved his sweater onto you before scooping you into his arms.
"I'm teaching you how to fight."
His mumbled out as he took you home.
Rin
Sweetheart he is the leader of a whole gang of clown thugs
It takes him like thirty minutes to find you and the entire time he's smiling
Like "oh well what are you gonna do I guess haha time to get my y/n lol"
In actuality he's PISSED
When he gets you he doesn't show it though
He actually encourages the captor for a little bit before utterly slaughtering them.
"one step closer and I'll kill them!" You whimpered as you were held at knife point staring at rin with fear in your eyes but rin... simply pulls up a chair and plopped a seat his smile never leaving his face. "Go ahead" he stated out now gazing at his purple painted nails.
"boss, are you sure?" One of his goons asked out and rin chuckled before getting up. "They won't do it, that's the funny part. They are just a dumb coward too scared to do it" he explained skipping over to you watching how your captor shook in nervousness pressing the blade closer to your neck blood starting to spill.
"do it motherfucker, I'm fucking waiting" rin whispers out leaning in close his eyes widening almost looking like they were glowing. "Y-you're a monster" your captor cried now shoving you but rin wasn't done tormenting them. "I'll give you two choices, slit your throat...or suffer as my gang force you down and touch you in ways that makes you wish you were dead, over and over til you're a broken bitch, I mean either way they are gonna violate you but wouldn't it be better for them to do it when you're dead and you can't feel their groping hands?" Rin cheers out
Your captor backed up til their back hit a wall as rin hummed sweetly walking closer and closer to them before grabbing them by the shirt yanking them close.
" stop being a fucking pussy and choose or I'll be the one doing the violatinf and trust me you don't want that" rin whispers darkly in their ear before shoving them down and turning to you and his group.
"have fun boys try not to make too much a mess, I'm going home!" he cheers out now walking towards you and holding his hand out towards you with a grin helping you up. "Aweee are you crying?! You're so cute! Cutie cutie cutie!" He cooed now squishing your cheeks together completely ignoring the violence happening behind him.
"let's go home and eat dino nuggets!" He said happily before glancing behind him with an annoyed hiss "fucking coward slit his throat..." He mumbled under his breath but shook it off now taking your hand and skipping with a happy him guiding you away.
Hikaru
He doesn't realize you're gone at first
It takes him a day
He thought you were being a brat and hiding again so he decided to be pretty and ignore you..but he missed you and realizes you're kidnapped
He is pissed at you for being a dumbass and getting taken but also pissed at himself for letting it happen
When he goes there he doesn't even save you at first first he has to bitch about it
You two legit argue while you're tied up
Your captor is like "should i go orrrr..."
Of course they meet death but he has to complain first
Hikaru huffs as he stomped into the warehouse without a single care in the world his eyes glaring at you as you looked at him with relief finally he came for you
"hika-"
"bitch do you know how much of a waste of time this is? Like damn y/n you love wasting my time and money so much you get snatched up" you felt all your relief get replaced with annoyance as your eyes drooped into a glare.
"oh yes hikaru cause I got kidnapped on purpose. If I wanted to waste your money I would steal your credit card" you hissed back and hikaru scoffs lightly.
"well I'm here, what's all the fuss about?"
"I'm fucking kidnapped hikaru! How about you stop being a dick and help they could kill or even violate me!"
Hikaru gave you a sassy expression clearly already fed up with you at this point. "Sweetie, they won't violate you. Gotta be worth violating for that" he sneers out
Your captor gazed at the two of you nervously as to two shouted at each other for the next ten minutes. "Excuse m-" hikaru took out a gun and shot them in the knee as quickly as they spoke before getting back to his argument.
"...all I'm saying is a thank you daddy would be nice! Like I came all the way over here I had a hair appointment but nooo I had to save you. You're so damn selfish"
"oh my fucking god...thank you daddy for coming to save me even though you're my damn BOYFRIEND! I'll get someone else to save me next time" you snapped out and hikaru pouted "your sass is not needed" he grumbled out before untying you.
Your captor who was in very much pain tried to speak and hikaru gave them a disgusted expression, was this plebian speaking to him? "Shut the hell up, it's your fault too you could have taken anyone but no you had to take my pet" he snapped shooting them in the head before grabbing you by your arm dragging you out while grumbling under his breath.
"I better get my dick sucked" he hissed out now shooting you an annoyed look.
Rocket
He is so worried
Like so worried
He's a himbo so it takes him a bit to realize that you aren't at the store getting him more hamburger steaks
One he figured it out he quickly went to find you
He was such a mess
Once he found you he was crying and hugging you so tight
Snapped your captor's neck
Uses his strength in scary ways.
"y/n! Oh darling! Are you okay sunshine? Are ya hurt?" Rocket squeaked out as he started to untie you his breathing shaky and tears in his eyes. Rocket heard footsteps come closer, in a panic he was shoving you in a closet to hide before meeting the eyes of your captor.
Wasn't long til he was breaking every bone in their body,starting with their arm snapping it like a twig before moving to their leg then to neck making it more and more painful. "I usually hate violence, but my sweetheart..is my everything" he whispers out before turning to you with a gentle smile
"darling, let's go home"
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family
requested?: yes (anonymous) //tldr, if alucard had a sibling (the reader, of course) dealing with the loss of family, both living and not
note(s)/warning(s): canonical character death, spoilers babyyyyy, violence and injury, angst it’s rare for anyone in this series to have a good time huh?, also for this being that the reader can literally look however you want, imma say Lisa isn’t white bc I do what I want and it’s my fic :) this is also the most i’ve written in a good while omg, im highkey proud so pls don’t let this flop
Lisa Tepes is dead.
Your mother, is dead.
Killed, burned alive. Gone to ashes.
All because the church had believed she was a witch of sorts. Several thoughts dance in the back of your mind as you gaze upon the pyre. Smoldering from the heat, the flames gone. Your father leaving his message, no, his warning, that he would act in one year.
“A farce that was!” You hear a shout, and you force down the bitter laugh, throat tight and eyes burning. Especially so when you slowly begin to hear continued shouts of agreement, from voices previously silent.
Here your mother was, her final resting place. Burned to ashes for some sick show of power.
And you could do nothing as she was mocked for it.
Your fist clenched at your side, you feel your nails cutting into your skin, but you walk away to return home.
And to say that the castle was no less better was an understatement. Your father was most likely in his quarters.
And when you finally sit down, the weight of your weary finally settling against your soul, do you allow yourself cry. Quiet tears turning to sobs as you muffle your voice with a pillow.
You had failed her. Missing the chance to save your mother, too late to have done anything.
But you pause, noticing the presence at your door, your brothers familiar knocking pattern resounding suddenly through the empty hall.
“Come in,” Your voice is embarrassingly raspy. As you clear your throat, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. But it wouldn’t hide the redness of your eyes.
Adrian says nothing, and a part of you wishes he did. His larger hand takes yours. A comforting squeeze.
You blink again feeling your eyes burn, and you squeeze his hand back.
“Father is...” He trails off, no doubt thinking of what he could say next.
“What he plans on doing, it’s not justice.”
You stare up at him, But it would be deserving. A bitter corner of your mind supplies.
While Adrian had taken after Mother in his demeanor, much more kinder, more welcoming. You were no doubt like Father. Reserved, distrusting, easily prone to grudges if you were wronged in some way.
But you bite your tongue.
“He gave them a year,” You murmur after some time, “But no doubt he’s ready to calling his armies.”
At this Adrian turns alarmed. the warmth from his hand slips away.
“We must stop him!”
You’re still reeling from the events from earlier today, and a part of you wishes to have no part in his attempt to try and stop your father. But then you remember your mother.
Her kindness, regardless of how she was viewed for being different.
And your warily stand anyway.
If only you had more sense. Your father remains eerily silent as he embraces you both. His hold tighter, and while Adrian seemed convinced, you saw the dark look in his eyes.
The year had passed. You weren’t surprised to hear of the bloodshed.
It was naive to expect otherwise. While reluctantly following your brother, you can only stand, frozen as your blood feels like ice in your veins as your remaining family clashes.
“No.” Your voice is barely a whisper.
They don’t hear you.
Glass shatters.
And foolishly enough, you rush forward.
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With your brother injured and fleeing, and you yourself were not free from any sort of pain.
Stepping in between the two as they fought ended with a gnarly gash on your shoulder, as you fell to your knees and blood slipping past your fingers. Your father stands in front of you, like a protective pillar as your brother stares in shock, quickly wanting to help you in some way.
And then the fight is over. Your brother is gone too.
The castle is much larger and colder now.
As you’re confined to your room, the wound healing into an angry red, then to a muted and dull scar. For a moment you wished it took longer, your father guilty and you were reminded of times you had been sick when you were younger. While you had not been too keen on the typical children’s books, reading theory on physics and other sciences only seemed fun when he would read to you and you’d ask questions in between passages. (Your voice funny from a stuffy nose led to laughter and a small coughing fit but otherwise it was nice).
But now was not the time to reminisce on the happy childhood.
You know you cannot stay. Ultimately, Adrian had been right. Once you feel as though you can move your arm once again, slowly, you begin pack a small bag. You didn’t want to build up any suspicions, finding some money in your room and whenever you could take a few coins or so from your father that he would not miss.
Extra clothes were folded and put away separately.
And you make your escape on a rainy evening, the uneven droplets helping hide your tracks. But you knew now that your father had brought back Hector and Isaac, new generals to help fight in his war, you had to be weary of the night creatures that would no doubt be sent after you.
Well, you were creative. At times flying in a transformed look, no one would suspect a bat in the dark of night afterall. And it was easier to. find good vantage points that way. But to also avoid any people, you didn’t quite trust yourself to not get into an altercation with a bigot.
You rarely slept longer than necessary, especially not when those dreams were memories or nightmares.
Now that you had learned how to walk, you were a right menace. It was an uphill battle in itself to keep you in one place. You were curious and the world you knew (being your father’s vast castle) was huge. Your childlike curiosity was never let down by your adventures.
You laugh quietly, which sounds like small squeaks as you fly up and hide above the gaudy chandeliers. Your father, giant coat gone, hair tied back and in a plain dress shirt and slacks as he searched for a curious toddler.
Snickers continuing as he paces down the hall. You hop down, landing slowly and feet planting into the ground, knees bent. Before you had down the opposite direction.
The lab usually wasn’t a place you could be allowed in on your own. But having heard that your mother was there, you knew it wouldn’t be a problem! So your little legs carried you along. Until you found the familiar doorway.
Dozens of tubes and mechanisms had you turning your head as you wandered in, your shoes tapping against the marble floor.
“Now what brings you here, sweetling?” The warmth of your mother’s voice has you smiling before you see her. As you run forward and hug her side, clutching her dress in your small fists. “Not causing trouble for your father are you?”
You shake your head grin betraying your word, “Nope! I’m not doing any trouble!”
“And how since when did that happen?” She laughs gently.
“Now.”
Your brother looks up from his own books, waving before returning to work. Your nose crinkles, so much for playing experimenting. But before you can say much, your nearly yelp as you’re brought up into the air by a pair of strong arms.
“I’ve found you, little wanderer.” Your father’s voice carries no heat behind it. Then again, he was always soft hearted for you and your brother. But most of all, your mother.
“I’m not little!” You pout, “I’m big now!”
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You’re taken away from your reverie at the snap of a twig.
With your lack of sleep, as you had insisted on traveling more, you were less than surprised to have been snuck up on.
“Peace, my friend,” The old man murmurs. You keep your knife in an iron grip in front of you. Who you’re guessing is his son or grandson, has his hands raised the same way, but no weapon to be seen, magic, oh good. Then again, not like you needed a knife when you could make your nails go into claws and the fangs. Don’t forget the fangs.
“I can’t exactly be peaceful when it’s the middle of the night and suddenly figures in blue robes appear out of now where,” You answer dryly. But seeing as how the others behind the main two have not done or said anything noteworthy, nor were their stances make them look like they could really fight, you lower your weapon slightly.
Clearing your throat, “Although, I shouldn’t be swinging my own weapon around either.”
The old man just smiles gently. And you can’t help but be just slightly comforted.
In the end, the speakers stop for the evening. And the Elder, despite looking like a frail old man, is firm in his decision that you stay and “eat properly.” And like a scolded child, you listen. Food and drink all but pushed into your hands as you’re quickly brought into conversation, the previous confrontation all but forgotten.
And then you perk up when he mentions Gresit.
“So... the sleeping soldier,” You begin, slowly chewing on the sweet bread you had been given. “It was true?”
The Elder nods, “My grandchild and a traveller, they had gone to explore it. Well, the traveller had gone to save my grandchild. I will not hide the fact that I was a bit doubtful. But Belmont had proved himself a man of his word. Although, he does need to drink more water.”
You blink, a look of a surprise clear on your face. Belmont...
Fuck.
“Although I hadn’t expected the legend of the sleeping soldier to be realized so quickly.”
At your inquisitive look, the Elder begins to explain. Of a holy warrior beneath Gresit, who would come to save it’s people in their most dire of hours.
“The pair had come up with a man with long hair, like gold.” You couldn’t help but let out the breath you had been holding. So the Belmont didn’t try to kill him. you could breathe a little easier at that fact.
“Where are they now?” You ask, holding the empty cup in your hands, as you stare down as though waiting for something.
Getting your answer, you stand, adjusting your bag over your shoulders. You wave off the concern in staying, if it had already been several days since the Speakers had left Gresit, then you needed to cover a lot of land to get to your brother.
That is, until you saw the expression on the Elder’s face grow stern, as though he was scolding a child. With a heavier bag, one that the Elder insisted that you take some more things you could eat along the way, in exchange you give the Elder a small trinket you had been using to hide from the monsters of your father’s army, you finally set off. While your worries were not completely settled, your shoulders felt lighter. Metaphorically of course.
Of course, giving away the object that kept you hidden made it a bit more, difficult, when it came to trying to hide and travel at night. Much less even try to stop and rest.
It had barely been two days since you had left the speakers, and already, you had run into some trouble, a beastly creature’s claws barely caught on your sleeve, leaving your arm bare as you shuddered from the chill in the air. You can only sigh mournfully, you really liked that coat. But, better your sleeve than say, you actually getting wounded.
Your nails resemble claws, while your free hand holds the dagger in a steady grip. But being surrounded on all sides, it did not look promising.
Well, you thought mournfully, if you died you could at least see your mother again.
Until you hear the sound of what reminds you of a whistle? And then a sword flying through the air, slicing through the night creatures, giving you a chance to get some distance.
You hear the surprised shout of your name, and look up, to see your brother wide eyed, sword now returned to him, and a man and woman standing at his side.
“Um... hi.”
-
Much to your relief, the night creatures are easily taken care of.
And as you’re finally able to explain your story, you find yourself relaxing into the extra cloak given to you by the Elder.
“You mean you met the Speakers on your journey?!” A woman, petite with short blonde locks, who you learn is named Sypha, asks, and you notice the way her shoulders sag in relief.
You nod, “Yes. They all were safe.” If her shoulders sagged anymore she’d full on be slouching. You leave out the part of leaving a possibly precious trinket with them, not wanting her to think you cursed them or something.
“So you mean to tell me, Dracula, fucking Dracula, had more than one kid? That he actually had a woman not only give him not just one, but two children?” Is incredulously asked next by the scruffy looking man. Trevor, as your brother says.
You only stare in annoyance, sure your father was about to raise an army to annihilate the human populace but he didn’t used to be that way.
Before you can retort with a scathing remark of your own, Sypha elbows him harshly in the side. And you know it hurts from the way he immediately puts a hand where she hit him, eyes widening slightly. Serves him right.
“And what of...” Adrian- no Alucard as he wishes to be called, asks, near hesitant.
“Father?” You ask, arms crossed, “Same old same old. Planning the same amount of destruction here or there.”
As he looks to the snow covered earth, you roll your eyes, “Did you expect anything different?”
It’s quiet, and neither Sypha nor Trevor speak.
“No.”
You all sat around camp quietly for a while after that.
-
Your lungs feel like they’re being constricted. Your throat burns as you struggle to breathe, claws digging into your skin like knives. Before you’re thrown backwards, landing harshly against the wall. Books fall from the book case and your weapon clatters noisily from the ground.
You take shallow breaths, barely standing before you’re thrown once more. Curse your father’s stature and supernatural strength. You close your eyes, waiting for another attack and at least hoping to brace yourself for it, but it never came.
Instead, your brother stands in front of you, as he and your father remain in a standstill. Sypha and Trevor’s footsteps are rushing towards you three.
It all continues to move so fast, until he stops noticing the painting of your mother, as she had been holding your brother and then you as a baby, and the next thing you know, your father is staked through the heart. And with wobbly legs, you take your sword, and swing. So falls Dracula. But it felt like no victory.
You sit up with an alarmed look, stopping yourself from shouting.
That was... a dream? You rub your eyes, feeling that your cheeks are wet and you sigh.
When you see a shadow looming over you, the light of the fire giving slight visibility, you freeze. Before noticing it’s your brother and not his companions.
“Sorry,” You say, making sure to not look at him, so that he didn’t see your tears.
Quietly, he places his coat over your shoulders, sitting beside you, wrapping his own blanket loosely around his own shoulders. “You have nothing to apologize for.”
You only grip the jacket lapels tighter, shaking slightly as you hiccup, unable to stop yourself from crying again.
He must think it’s because you miss your mother, and you do. But this dream was far different. And you say nothing as he brings you into his arms. Your tears having long since dried when the sun rises moments later. But you find yourself falling asleep as your brother rubs soothing circles on your back, feeling the build up exhaustion finally leaving you.
When you’re awake much later in the day you can’t help but laugh a little when Sypha scolds your brother for being mean enough to make you cry, he didn’t you assure her quick enough, although you’re back to laughing when she then turns around to scold Belmont when he makes another slight comment.
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indelicate marks: chapter thirteen - the window ledge
A/N: hello everyone! sorry its been so long since my last update.. but finally here is chapter thirteen!! thank you again for the support and i hope you enjoy. there should be around another seven chapters left. all my love - ivy
warnings: language, descriptions of kissing, nothing really nsfw, angst if you squint
lovely tags: @h-annahayy @okaydraco @fanficflaneuse @thatoneasrastan @biinspiration @honeymelon22 @bitch-im-a-fangirl @erinisbadger
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You couldn't breathe.
Not that you cared, with the way Draco's lips fit so well against yours. They remained for only a moment, dragging so carefully across yours that your heart stopped, dead.
And then you'd fallen back, hand pulling away from his skin and hovering in the air as you stared at him. A confusing mix of lingering delight and terror swirled in the pit of your stomach, breath catching in the back of your throat.
Oh shit. Did I actually just do that? Did I just kiss Draco bloody Malfoy?
You were waiting for him to jump up and leave, body flashing cold.
Yet, Draco hadn't moved.
He'd had to lean in a little with the force of your grasp. and he'd now frozen in place. Despite the glaze of shock, however, his eyes were stormy and dark, fixed on you, unwavering. Finally, you allowed the smallest breath of air to escape you.
"I shouldn't have done that." You whispered, shaky. Draco's lips twitched, so slight, yet your gaze followed the movement exactly.
"No." The single word prompted a more enforced, agonising stab at your chest. Though, a fire still managed to spark within your gut, with the way his voice had dropped an octave lower. It was dark, captivating, even within your own dismay.
Draco was capable of making you feel everything at once, and it was addictive.
Yet, as you prepared yourself for him to finally leave - he gave another, low mutter.
"No, you fucking shouldn't have."
And then his hand snapped to your jaw, and dragged you back towards him.
With no hesitation, you met him halfway, hand dropping back into place at the back of his neck. Every single thought and every slight movement became dedicated to Draco. The way his lips moved, hungry and passionate, yet so careful, the edge of peppermint on his breath. He shifted with ease from where he once positioned himself on the edge of the window sill so his body shadowed yours. Spare hand set on the wall beside your head to prop himself up, his fingers brushed over your hip. His touch ignited your skin delightfully, teeth dragging across yours in the slightest.
It was very clear that Draco had done this before - and it was most likely obvious your hadn't. Every tiny movement earned him small, involuntary gasps, and each time Draco would deepen the kiss as it left you. Your arms wrapped around him, desperate to drag him closer.
Yet, as your neck strained back a little more to meet him, a jolt of pain shot through the back of your head. A yelp came before you could pull away, and you winced as he shot back to stare at you with wide eyes.
"Shit - what's wrong?" Tone panicked, but still breathy, Draco set his hands on each shoulder. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah - no - Draco, I'm fine." His eyes were frantic as it searched you for any form of injury, and you cupped his face to tilt it back to you. Lips flickering into a gentle smile, you met his gaze. "I'm alright. Just a little pain in my head, that's all."
Heart rate picking up at the sight of his swollen lips, they straightened, a flash of guilt shooting over his features.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have been so-"
"I said I am fine, Draco." You interrupted him, an amused glint twinkling in your eye.
"Well, excuse me for caring about your well-being." Draco grunted, hands pulling back from your shoulders. He readjusted himself on the ledge, crossing his arms across his chest - withdrawing. Before you could come to worry, however, he shot you a glance, brimming with a good humour. Scanning his features, you allowed yourself to smile, a full feeling settling in your chest.
There was a small silence, then.
Your eyes didn't shift from him once, and eventually, you spoke.
"Are we..." You hesitated, even as you began, instinctively fiddling with your sleeve. Head shooting up, Draco's brown tightened at your sudden change of atmosphere. "Are we going to talk about that?"
His features stilled. Anxiety filtered back to you, a pang of nausea hitting your stomach as he did.
"No." Draco finally said, tone firm. Something in his eyes was dark, but not in the greedy manner it had been earlier, and you tried to ignore the regret that crept up on you.
"I think we should." You tried, voice soft, glad you could keep any indication of your concern hidden. Still, the corners of his mouth only pulled into a subtle frown, his entire attitude unsettled.
Because he wasn't acting angry, or cold. He wasn't withdrawing into himself, like he tended to do whenever you dared bring up feelings. Yet, he was still acting on edge, as though he was nervous.
Conflicted.
"Not now." Draco shook his head to emphasise his point. He was searching your expression with an unexpected earnest. "You need to rest more, and I don't want to have to argue with you tonight. It's been eventful enough already."
It was your turn to scowl. Nails squeezing into the palms of your hands to release the tension, you avoided his eyes.
"Why are we going to argue?"
"I said, not now." Set, Draco only fixed you with a glare - but it softened a little at your pained expression. He let out a sigh, hand creeping to yours to uncurl it as he did so.
Something in that mix of stubbornness and softness overcame you. With a slight shake of the head, you murmured a reply.
"Fine."
Mouth quirking up, almost in a thankful manner, you captured his expression before it fell. His fingers withdrew from yours, and your chest shifted desperately at the loss of contact.
"Come on." Draco sighed, again. "Let me walk you back to the dorms."
The room had gone mostly dark. It was definitely past curfew, most likely late into the night at this point. Although, you had no idea how long you had passed out for in the first place. Worry shifted back into your chest, shooting Draco a glimpse.
"I-" Another hesitation. Draco arched an eyebrow up with his usual dead expression. "Could we stay here? For the night?"
Draco stilled again. Jolting back into panic, for another time too many that night, you began to fall into a rant.
"I just mean, after everything I don't want to be on my own and it's - it would be nice to have someone to be with-"
"If we're staying here, at least give me a bit more room so I can actually sit down properly." He spoke, ignoring your rushed explanation. You gaped at him for a moment, mind going blank. Until, he shifted his eyebrow up again, watching you expectantly.
"Oh-" You tried to bite back the heat in your cheeks at your delay. Shuffling yourself further into the corner, Draco was quick to place himself next to you, swinging his legs onto the ledge with an exhale of relief.
You were close, again. Very close. Usually, Draco would sit at the other end of the ledge, like he had been before. And whilst you'd been close a number of times now, lingering tension caused you to freeze up.
It must have been obvious, though, as Draco turned his head to throw you a disbelieving glare. He spoke with a scoff.
"Merlin, you're getting shy now?"
"You're the one that made it bloody awkward, you arse." Shooting back a reply, you refused to look at him, but still sent a glare in his direction as you folded your arms. You could almost feel the roll of his eyes, but then he had slung his arm around you. Tugging you into the crook of your elbow, you fell into him. Heart jumping, you managed to push the tension anyway and soon relaxed into him.
Draco rested his chin on your head, as always. Melting into him was easier than breathing.
It was surprising how you'd become so comfortable wrapped in his arms.
"Draco?" You mumbled, after a moment, voice muffled by his shirt. He replied with a simple hum, chest rumbling under your head. Thumb sweeping over your shoulder, a small shiver ran down your spine, and you allowed your eyes to sink shut. "Thank you."
His breathing paused - prompting your heart to follow suit.
The gap between your words and his reply stretched out so long that you expected him to say something unexpected.
But, then, he pulled you in the tiniest bit tighter, and you felt the faint brush of his lips over the crown of your head.
Your entire body squeezed with adoration. It was the only reply you needed.
Body heavy, fatigue hit you very abruptly, and you let silence consume you.
Silence, all except the dull throb of his beating heart.
You'd stay there, folded into his chest, forever, if he asked.
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Could I request a super shy reader asking out Bakugou ? Scenario or hcs ! Whichever you like ! She’s like super nervous and just ends up going on a rant on why she likes him and asks him out and he just blushes and says yes . I hope that’s not too specific or something >.
y’all be giving me too much freedom, like tell me to choose one format over another and you will end up getting both because that’s just the type of clown that i am! also, i’ll kinda be loosely basing this on me because i’m pretty shy myself, but i’ll keep it as general as possible! also pls my friend, i have none so feel free to privately message me or we can chat through asks i don’t mind 😌 also, i think i went a little overboard with the “scenario” but i’m not all that sorry bc i love my feral bby but also the scenario is kinda booty so sorry about that
(ps this is literally bakugou as you confess/rant to him)
out of the billions of people you could’ve had a crush on, your heart probably chose the worst person
bakugou katsuki, a very angry gremlin if you please
and i’m not saying that bakugou is ugly or anything
it’s the complete opposite actually, hence why you have a crush on him
bakugou’s physical appearance is far from ugly, he’s hands-down one of prettiest boys in your class
that being said, his personality can be considered an acquired taste
as kaminari once said his personality is comparable to “flaming hot garbage”
but that didn’t stop you from liking blasty boy
your friends know about your crush bc it’s just obvious to them and pretty much everyone else (except bakugou)
you’re always asked “what is there to like about bakugou?”
well, what isn’t there to like?
his ash-blonde hair always looks so soft, you just want to run your fingers through it
his eyes are just so beautiful and you want nothing more than to stare into those ruby orbs for hours and hours
his physique is just so amazing and let’s not get you started on how bad you want his muscular arms to wrap around you
and his thighs? phew, please! is it getting hot in here or what?
answer: it is getting hot and by that i mean your face has lit up all shades of red
confessing to crushes is usually hard regardless of how confident a person is but it’s even harder for you because you’re the shyest person in class a
you’re so shy that you’re just known for your blushy cheeks which turn even redder when you’re in the presence of lord explosion murder
you probably even struggle to get a full sentence in when you’re “talking” to him
you guys know how izuku stutters right? well you’re worse than that
you just have the FATTEST crush on this blonde douchebag
so what do your friends do about this crush?
they do what all friends do for their introverted friends with a huge crush on a huge ass extrovert
put you on the spot
*insert your shy ass mentally screeching*
to be fair, you’ve been crushing on bakugou since like the beginning of the school year
something has to happen before your entire class just decides to scream at bakugou about your very clear crush on him
for the sake of a chaotic confession, i’m gonna say that you’re apart of the bakusquad with mina being your best friend
and mina being mina, she’s SICK of your shit and wants you to tell katsuki how you feel
so what does she do?
she shoves you into the janitor’s closet with bakugou
will not let you out until you spill everything
“hey! raccoon eyes! you better let us out before i fucking explode your ass!” bakugou growled as he pounded on the metal door, obviously he was caught off guard. he was just walking back to class with you and your guys’ friends before mina’s crazy-ass pulled you back and shoved you into a small room.
“not until y/n fesses up!” mina shouted back, pulling on the door handle with all her might. she’s doing this for you, it’ll only help you and bakugou, it’s a mantra mina keeps going over in her head. hopefully, a mantra that will prevent her from being killed by the furious blonde.
“what the hell do you mean fesses up?” the blonde bellows out, still pounding at the door.
as they’re screaming and cursing at each other, you have your face hidden away in the sleeves of your school jacket. your face is the reddest it’s ever been and your mind has never spilled this many thoughts until now. your brain is so overwhelmed that there is practically no filter between your brain and your mouth so at this point you’re babbling on endlessly.
it’s not very loud, probably only loud enough for it to be heard in the small room you’re currently in, but that’s where the problem lies.you’re babbling on and on about your huge crush while he is in the same cramped up room as you are. to make matters worse, you guys are completely alone.
“what do i do now? i’m completely alone with the hottest guy in not just the class but probably even school. is mina really not gonna let us out until i tell him i like him? i mean she can’t keep us in here for too long, right? of course not! class is bound to start soon and she has to go to class. plus she has to let us out before mr. aizawa comes to look for us or something. then again, me confessing can’t go that bad. i mean what’s the worst that can happen? well, if i do end up confessing, then there’s a high chance that bakugou might not even like me back and then everything will be super awkward. he prob-”
you probably would’ve continued to rant on if it weren’t for bakugou’s rough voice pulling you out of your verbal thoughts, “what the hell are you going on about?”
you snapped your head up in the direction of your voice, “huh?”
“you heard me, rosy-cheeks. what are you going on about?” he questioned with a quirked eyebrow.
“r-r-rosy-cheeks?” the new nickname just made even more blood rush onto your already blushed cheeks.
bakugou rolled his eyes a bit, “yes, rosy-cheeks. your cheeks are always red so it suits you.”
“oh! uh, thanks i guess?” you tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, not knowing how to respond to the slight compliment you received from your crush.
a quiet snicker could be heard from the opposite side of the door and that ended up provoking bakugou’s short temper.
“fucking let us out, you used tampon!” he began to yell again. (i couldn’t think of any other nicknames)
“i said i wasn’t letting you out until ms. rosy-cheeks confesses!” mina retorts, matching the level of intensity of katsuki’s voice.
“huh? and what should she be confessing?”
“i don’t know, bakugou, maybe you should ask her instead!” now it was bakugou’s turn to snap his head towards you.
“spill, y/l/n.” he said, his voice much softer than it was a few seconds ago.
“w-what?” you stuttered.
“the faster you tell me whatever mina wants you to tell me, the faster we can get out of here,” he grumbled as you began twiddling with your fingers.
“i-i can’t.”
bakugou sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “what do you mean you can’t?”
“i just can’t, bakugou.” you whimpered quietly.
“y/n, class is going to start again in less than ten minutes and i don’t know about you, but i don’t want to be held up after class by aizawa.”
“i’d rather be held up later than tell you,” you wrapped your arms around yourself, fearing that you’d make him upset.
“goddamnit, y/n! just tell me! it can’t be that hard!” he raises his voice and ultimately, this causes something in you to snap.
“okay, okay! i like you, okay? i’ve liked you for so long that it’s actually embarrassing. it’s just that you’re so cute and something about you just has my heart beating out of my chest. i always feel short of breath and lightheaded when i’m around you and i can’t do anything about it. you’re also so so smart and im actually jealous.” you drew in a quick breath before continuing.
“sure, you might not have the best personality ever according to others but i still find your ‘garbage-like’ personality drawing me into you. do you know how many times people come up to me asking why the hell i like you? it’s quite a shocker for them to hear that i basically like everything about you.”
“i like your spiky blonde hair that is probably super soft. i like your eyes that are the most beautiful shade of red and i always find myself lost in them whenever i look into them for even the briefest moments. i like how passionate you are about your goals and i like how you give your all to reach them. you’re just so amazing and i always find myself wanting to confess to you, hoping that you might feel the same way. i would just absolutely love to call you my boyfriend, you know?”
you finally concluded your rant after what felt like an eternity and for some reason, you forgot about the situation at hand. once you realized that you actually said everything out loud, you felt your entire body heat up. this has to be a dream. or maybe someone used their quirk and caused you to say all of that. not missing a single beat, you glanced up at bakugou, only to find him the same position as you. cheeks and even ears, a bright red that could easily rival midoriya’s sneakers.
“i-i-i, uhh…”
“tch,” bakugou interrupted what could’ve started another rant. “you could’ve just said so earlier.”
“what?” you stared at him with a gaped expression as his cheeks heated up even more,
“i’m just saying, you would’ve said this earlier…then maybe i would’ve been your boyfriend already,” bakugou mumbled as one of his sweaty palms, cradled the back of his neck.
“a-are you serious?”
“do i look like a liar to you, rosy-cheeks?”
“well, uh, no?”
“damn right. now let’s get to class, i’m pretty sure raccoon eyes heard the entirety of your rant and if she reacted anything like me, then she should be satisfied.”
you were still too shocked to properly digest what just happened that you for some reason didn’t feel bakugou take your hand to lead you out of the janitor’s closet. after you walked out with him, you turned your head and noticed mina grinning at you, congratulating you on what was your new relationship with the boy you’ve been pining over for ages.
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Boyfriend!Hyunjin
A/N: SHE PROTECC
SHE ATTACC
BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY
SHE BACC
HI GUYS!!! I’m so happy to be posting again i cry :,) i hope you enjoy!!!! i;ll be updating as much as i can without rushing too much :D
MASTERLIST
Prepare your wigs peeps
This is gonna make me swerve
I mean
cmon it’s Hyunjin
Let’s do this!
Prince Hyunjin
Is actually smooth af with his crush
He'll complement you whenever he gets the chance
Or gives you food
Basically your knight in shining armor
Ye, that’s not what actually happens
He's smiling like an idiot and about collapse when he’s with you because HE'S FREAKING OUT OK
So freaking nervous his heartbeat is always up when he’s with you
You sometimes think he’s about to have a heart attack and you’re not stupid you know why lmao
Same for when he confesses
At first he’s pretty calm about it
Just casually asked if you wanted to see a movie with him some time
“Like... a-as more than friends?”
You'd kinda expected it so you weren't too shocked when he asked you
So you said yes
Duh
And he does a double take
"Wait.... Are you serious? You want to?"
"Well yeah?"
"WHAT WHY"
Was good with flirting but didn't actually think you'd go out with him smh
Now every minute he just contemplates the fact that he has you
And he still can't believe it
Like shit dude
He’s with the y/n
You never feel unloved when you're with him
He loves going for long walks, just to talk and relax
Why does it sound like he's a dog here lmao
Will always take as many pictures of you as his phone storage will allow, his camera roll is stuffed with pics of you
Will insist on going to the park for a picnic, he just loves you and the sunshine
He loves to quietly slide your hand into his
But he always ends up giggling because he’s so giddy about being with you
Has to take a moment to charge up his courage before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek
He then goes an unreal shade of scarlet as he covers his face, muttering that he ‘can’t believe that he actually did it’!
It takes him a while to finally gather up the courage to properly kiss you
Like.... a very long time
You were starting to get worried that he didn’t actually like you
Maybe he was just too nervous to tell you that it wasn’t working for him
buT NOPE
On one certain date, Hyunjin had prepared a cute little dinner on the practice room floor
He was so apologetic about the poor setting, but finally had stopped saying sorry when you’d told him for the 2376129th time that you were having fun
At some point, he just went uber silent, watching you not in a creepy way
You eventually noticed, and just stared back
“What?”
He didn’t say anything, but his eyes did widen a wee bit
“What are you lookin at, you’re sorta scaring m-”
He cut you off and just kissed you
BOI YOU WERE SO SHOCKED
Afterwards you both just stared at each other
And then Hyunjin goes all red
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that I’m sorry that was stupid you can slap me if you want!!!!”
“Bruh why would I want to slap you?!”
“You don’t hate me?”
facepalms for days
You meet the other boys only a few minutes later
Go figure
You’re talking casually, the embarrassment from the kiss wearing off
They all come stampeding into the practice room making an ungodly racket
And all go quiet when they realize what they’ve done
Changbin, bless him, tries to reduce the awful level of awkwardness: “*cough* uh hey, Hyunjin.... This must be y/n right?” He waves at you. “We’ve heard a lot about you, Hyunjin never stops talking about you”
He misses the death glare Hyunjin shoots him
Then Jisung
Freakin Jisung, man
Waltzes up: “Hyunjin’s cheeks are really pink”. He gives a cheeky smile. “You didn’t kiss did you?”
The room goes as quiet as a tomb
“OH SHIT YOU DIDN’T ACTUALLY KISS DID YOU????”
Of course Hyunjin completely loses his shit at the sight of you turning a deep red. “GODDAMMIT JISUNG STFU”
Ye your first meeting with SKZ wasn’t the best
But you all bonded rather quickly after
And Jisung buys you little snacks sometimes as an apology for your first awkward meeting
OH GOD THE BOYS ADORE YOU
If you’re ever sick, they always get snacks for Hyunjin to give you
And if you’re really under the weather, they’ll cover for Hyunjin so that he can stay with you and take care of you.
He wraps you in blankets
YOU ARE NOW A BURRITO
And tries to make soup for you
We know what cooking!Hyunjin leads to
You’re chilling on the couch and you suddenly hear a high-pitched scream
You’re up and sprinting to the kitchen at the speed of light still wrapped in a burrito
To find him fanning at a smoking pot
“WHAT THE FUCK HYUNJIN YOU JUST NEED TO HEAT IT UP HOW DID YOU START A MINI FIRE?”
You’re home doesn’t burn down thank goodness
And you end up heating some soup for yourself while Hyunjin watches
And it’s! hilarious! when he’s sick!
He becomes a little ten-year-old istg
But in a really cute way
He doesn’t ask for anything: food, to watch TV etc
Nah he just wants cuddles
The whole damn day
So while you’re struggling to keep a mask on and not getting sneezed on, this idiot is smiling like a puppy if puppies could smile, clinging onto you like a love-filled leach did that sound weird? i think that sounded really weird
i want this tattooed on my face thx
Now idk what this dude is afraid of
Something tells me one big fear would be to lose Stray Kids and the people he loves
And so I think he’d get kinda nervous when you both see less of each other and when he gets busier
You can’t talk as much because of his crazy schedule and with lack of sleep, he starts getting more irritated easier during the little intervals of time you get to see each other
At some point he might snap at you, maybe for no reason at all, and you’ll snap back indignantly
Yeah you love him but you’re not taking any attitude
If things get really bad, he just shakes his head, saying he needs some air
You’ll both give yourselves some space, but eventually Hyunjin becomes terrified that you’re too angry with him to talk again
So he goes to find you and talk
You both hug it out and decide to spent the rest of the day together for more quality time
And it’s totally worth Hyunjin getting an earful from Chan the next day
OK back to fluff quickly quickly
On the days Hyunjin goes somewhere, you sometimes join him in the car ride, tho you’re always super careful to never show your face when he gets out
Gotta stay hidden yknow?
You’ll both send cute little texts throughout the day and OOF just couple goals
You: hey check this out, this is me 2 u *sends heart meme*
Jiiniie<3: oh yeah? well this is me @ u! *sends heart meme with more hearts*
You: boi dont start smth u cant win!
And thus begins the heart meme wars
r they even called heart memes idk
i want this tattooed on my face pt2
We’ve already established that Hyunjin can’t cook for love or money
So if he even steps foot in the dorms’ kitchen
You bet that at least two other of his hyungs will follow for pure supervision
And he is not, under any circumstances, allowed to cook something by himself
And you’re grateful that your safety and world peace had been assured by this rule
Although, you’re allowed to cook together as long as you watch what he’s doing
If anything at all goes wrong, the blame is pinned on you
So it’s natural for you to treat these cooking projects as once-in-a-while occasions
Now when you ask about meeting his parents
Holy Hell
Stutters, clammy hands, flitting eyes, you name it
Hyunjin is so frickin nervous about you meeting his parents oof
You don’t understand why, like hey, how bad could it be right?
But pretty soon you get why Jinnie was nervous
His parents aren’t that trusting within the first hour of knowing you
You guess it might be because of poor past experiences?
Maybe Hyunjin had been judged or dated once too many times just for his looks?
The thought is enough to make you swear by all you know to always treat him like a treasure
You also make a mental note to ask him sometime
Eventually, his parents realize you have pure intentions and they become so much kinder and warmer
They let you know how welcome you are to visit whenever you want, they offer to send you off with some homemade cookies...
And Hyunjin gets so emotional at the beautiful site in front of him that he bursts into tears
Which causes you and his parents to tease and hug him
if you’re thick, let’s just be clear that im making a statement on how you should NOT judge Jinnie purely because he’s good looking, appreciate his talent!
Now, Hyunjin is kinda tall compared to the rest of SKZ hah im joking of course so it’s pure instinct to want to steal his shirts
Don’t lie, if you had the chance, you would take something i see right thru u
And at some point in your life, you stop realizing ‘hey, this isn’t my jumper!’ and just walk around in clothes that aren’t yours
And when this happens, three things follow:
You see a wild Hyunjin crashing through the apartment towards you, yelling happily that ‘that’s my favorite hoodie!!’ he tries to act like he’s angry and fails in 0.0000003 sec
He doesn’t slow down and freakin slams into you at full velocity, knocking you over or off anything you might be sitting on
He proceeds to tickle you mercilessly, until you either can’t breath and turn purple or until you commit an extreme act of violence in the name of self defense
Once this chaotic episode ends, most of the time with both of you are completely knackered and just lying on the floor
You both cool off by just cuddling and watching something on TV
Or reading something together!!!
I can totally see Hyunjin shoving one of his fav books in your face and insisting that you both take turns in reading aloud to each other
And you both react at the same time to shockers in the book, like you start crying together when a character dies who hasn’t had that traumatic experience or you both squeal with joy and hug each other tighter when something great happens
Did I just turn into a puddle of happy goo?
Yes I fuckin did.
I think Hyunjin wouldn’t take that long to tell you that he loves you
That doesn’t mean that he planned anything tho
HAH! Course he didn’t
Probs says it when he can barely think straight
Maybe you’re watching him dance late at night
You’d brought snacks to keep him going ‘cause he was working his ass off
And there you sit, marveling at his skill and fluidity while executing his choreo
You have a talent for hyping Hyunjin up while he dances, cheering when he leaps high into the air, gasping when he performs a complicated move, and aw-ing and his graceful poses ok im done now
When he finishes one of his more dramatic dances, you jump up with glee and tackle him in a hug despite him being sweaty, saying how proud you are
He hugs you back happily and says:
“I should be the proud one, having someone I love so much being so supportive of me”.
You both freeze, still hugging each other
And neither of you move or breathe for a moment
“What did you say?”
“UhhhHHHH NOTHING I SAID NOTHING”
“You said that you love me!”
“WAT NO I DIDN’T I-”
“HYUNJIN I LOVE YOU TOO!!!!”
“N- wait what?”
“I love you, dumbass” same tho
Oof that poor practice room has seen a lot of awkwardness
I’m cracking up just by thinking of how hopeless Hyunjin could become when SKZ are away
“Hey do you guys have a signal and/or data? I wanna Skype y/n and show them the beautiful view”.
*all of SKZ facepalms*
Always taking pictures to show you
In the evenings, you get a frickin cascade of notifications of both photos and messages from the poor boy telling you he misses you like crazy
When Skyping, he asks to see Khami, who you have the pleasure of caring for during his absence
You do question (mentally and then verbally) whether he calls to talk to you or his dog
He never answers the question heh
There’s lowkey a competition between you and Khami for Hyunjin’s affection
When the boys make their flight home, Hyunjin keeps you informed about everything that’s happening
I mean everything:
Jiiniie<3: we’re @ the airport :D -6h ago
Jiiniie<3: waiting to board! -5h ago
Jiiniie<3: they’re getting ready to go, i can’t wait to see you!! xxx -5h ago
Jiiniie<3: will text you when we arrive, love! -5h ago
Jiiniie<3: JUST LANDED! CANT WAIT TO HUG U -31mins ago
Jiiniie<3: about to get our luggage! -Just now
You get the point -_-
When you finally see each other, he runs at top speed to pick you up and spins you around
frickin goals man i feel so sad writing this :,)
He goes public in probably the most aesthetic way that’s physically possible
He posts a bunch of gorgeous photos-
Courtesy of Jisung
-of your silhouettes in front of sunsets
-Pics he took of you laughing during a cafe trip
-Bomb-ass selcas where you’re both lookin hella fine
Just
UGGHHH
SO! AESTHETIC!!!
Naturally, the internet freaks the fuck out
Both of you are kinda nervous about the explosive reaction
There are salty bitches who are telling you to piss off because they jelly
But the huge majority of Stay are crying with happiness and wishing you both well
this better happen in the future im watching all of u
And soon Hyunjin is talking about you on vLives, proud af because y/n freakin rules!
OhmyGod I love Hyunjin
Damn my heart be like < HYUNJIN 3 phew
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Are You Mine?// Im Jaebum (Got7)
Request: hiya 🥰 could I please request a got7 JB scenario angst where him and y/n have a huge fight over another girl trying to get with him? thx so much
Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Probably confusing lol
Words: 4.7k
“Let me see if I remember: Hyunmin you met while b-boying, Minjae you met in middle school, and Sujin? Your parents were friends so you’ve known her since birth, right?” You asked as Jaebum shut the car door behind you, locking it quickly before grasping your hand to lead you up the doorway of his home.
“Yes, but Minjae was a b-boy too, he wouldn’t want you to forget that.” He noted, your head nodding understandingly.
He had told you his friends from Goyang were coming to visit and, this being their first night in Seoul and seeing him in what felt like years, was the perfect opportunity for his old friends to meet his new ones. He especially wanted them to meet you. Just a way to surprise them with the knowledge that he, someone who used to be so aloof and reserved, could find someone so outgoing and cordial.
He opened the door to reveal everyone was already inside, talking and laughing as if they’d know each other all their lives.
“Jaebum!” A girl yelled as he shut the door, your grin wide and genuine as she approached you both.
She was just as Jaebum described her to you: so happy and energetic, ready for a conversation at any moment with the largest smile on her face. Maybe, if the opportunity was present, you’d become friends.
“You must be Sujin. I’m (Y/n), it’s really nice to me-“
“Jaebum, Minjae found this video from years ago of one of your modeling competitions. Look!” She exclaimed enthusiastically as she hooked her arm with his, pulling him from the entrance as you stood dumbfounded.
You sighed as you held onto your glass of wine, your hand swaying side to side with disinterest as you watched the dark red liquid crash against the sides of the crystalware.
It was already two hours into the night and you felt miserable. Sure, you were with the other boys of Got7, joking around and catching up, even Minjae and Hyunmin making an effort to get to know you, but you couldn’t help but feel so ignored by Jaebum and Sujin. Anytime he turned to converse with you, she interrupted, regaining his attention for something so mundane, but his kind nature refused to let him tell her how uninterested he was.
You had watched her closely all night to see what her deal was. She was nice and talkative yet had no intentions of giving you a second of her time.
You were starting to believe it was you.
Maybe your attitude came off the wrong way or you were trying too hard but, from the way she kept her arm looped with Jaebum’s, her hand on his knee as they spoke, her over the top laughter followed by her head falling onto his shoulder, you knew this wasn’t about you. It was all about him.
“I’m gonna get something to eat.” You announced lowly, standing from your spot between Jackson and BamBam before heading to the kitchen, Jaebum’s brows furrowing as he followed your obviously upset figure.
Jaebum was starting to worry that you weren’t fond of Sujin from the way you abruptly stopped trying speaking to her. You were two of the most important people in his life and the idea of one of you not liking the other was a bit disheartening for him. He looked to Sujin, her eyes already fixated on him as she moved slightly closer, her side digging further into his.
“Sujin, do you think you can get some snacks from the kitchen for me? (Y/n) usually doesn’t bring any back.” He lied.
“Of course.” She said cheerfully, but unwillingly released his arm, starting to make her way to the kitchen where you stood, grasping the large bag of Doritos and chewing lazily.
Your eyes fell upon one another as she sized you up, not saying a word as she looked into his fridge for some snacks to bring back. You cleared your throat as you swallowed slightly.
“I never realized how close you and Jaebum were, Sujin.” She slowly stood and faced you, shutting the fridge door to lean against it, a small smile on her lips.
“Yeah. That tends to happen when you’ve been friends with someone for so long.”
You laughed dryly at her tone, something about it so bitter and sarcastic. You weren’t usually one to fight over something so petty but every instinct in your body was yearning for you to tell her off.
“So just friends? From the way things looked, I’d say it seemed like more.”
“Are you accusing me of something, (Y/n)?”
“Oh, so you do know my name? I figured, from the way you flocked to Jaebum as soon as we came in, you didn’t catch it.” There was a brief silence after your small outburst before she sighed, her eyes glaring into yours as you both contemplated if you should make this discussion physical or not.
“Look, he is my best friend and-“
“And my boyfriend. And we both know he wants us to get along so, let’s put this aside, play nice, and maybe get to know each other. If you have feelings for him, that’s fine, tons of people do, but don’t throw yourself at him knowing he’s with someone.”
She said nothing as you stepped past her, reentering the living room and finding a seat next to Jaebum with the large bag, almost everybody grabbing at it despite having already eaten. Jaebum looked to the kitchen’s entrance, no sign of Sujin as you angrily bit into the triangle snack.
“Where’s Sujin?” He asked you, your finger pointing to the kitchen as Minjae asked you more about your hometown, seeing as you weren’t from Seoul either.
You tried to ignore Jaebum as he stood and headed in that direction, using all of your will power to not roll your eyes as he went to her rescue.
Jaebum heard a small sniffle as he stepped inside the kitchen, Sujin sitting at the table with her head in the palm of her hand, the other wiping away a stray tear as she looked up to see him staring at her.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, lowering his voice as he approached her, her hand waving him off as she looked anywhere but him.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that,” She took a shaky breath, swallowing slightly as she finally glanced at him, her eyes red and refilling with tears.
“I don’t think (Y/n) likes me.”
(Y/n)? But you loved everyone, within reason. It was one of the reasons Jaebum fell in love with you.
When he told you about his friends coming to visit, you were just as excited as him, maybe more. You were always into meeting new people, you were even more into working hard to make sure they liked you. But you were also someone who was difficult to bother. Nothing ever seemed to get under your skin, only in rare cases has Jaebum seen you breakdown or express hatred for someone. And Sujin fit perfectly in the category of people you tend to love. It didn’t make sense.
“What do you mean? Did she say that?” He asked, waiting patiently for her response.
“No, but she has this crazy idea that I’m trying to steal you from her. I tried to tell her we were just friends and she snapped at me. I don’t blame her though. Maybe I am too close to you.” She said sadly, a sharp pain in Jaebum’s chest from a mix of anger and hurt.
Of all people to act this way, he never expected it’d be you. You barely talked to her all night and randomly decide you hate her? It was so out of character for you but, from the way Sujin continued to weep, thinking back to the events that occurred just a minutes ago.
“I’ll be back.” He said calmly before heading back to the living room, Sujin’s lips curling into a smirk as she wiped her now dry eyes.
“(Y/n), it’s getting late. I need to take you home.” Jaebum said as soon as he saw you, your eyes questioningly darting from the movie Yugyeom decided to put on. From the way the scowl on his face deepened at your expression, you decided it was best to just go along with him.
You pulled yourself up and said your farewells, looking for Sujin to have an at least properly goodbye with her but she still wasn’t back. Jaebum grabbed your hand and hurried you to the front door, both of you slipping your shoes on in silence before he left out the door before you. It was unlike him. He always waited for you to go first then went ahead to open the passenger door for you but, instead, you did it yourself, neither of you exchanging a glance or words as he began the route to your apartment.
You stared out the window and tried to find some way to bring up his behavior. You didn’t want to come off too hostile but didn’t want to make it seem like you were going to easily forgive him for being so cold to you, especially for nothing.
“Sujin told me what happened.” He finally spoke, causing you to turn in his direction while his eyes remained on the road that was now becoming empty as he turned onto your street.
“It was just a small talk, I didn’t want to make it a big thing. I was making an effort to get her to like me but we barely had a real conversation.”
“Maybe it’s because you were ignoring her all night and a made up some fantasy that she was trying to steal me from you.” You scoffed and sat up, staring at him with disbelief at the fact that he thought you were intentionally giving her the cold shoulder and not the other way around.
“You can’t sit here and tell me I didn’t try to talk to her. The moment I walked in, I was nice, and she cut me off trying to get to you. And I’m not sure if it’s your desperate need to have and keep friends, but you practically let her throw herself at you. You never once told her to back off!”
“You’re being paranoid and ridiculous. She is my friend, if that’s something you have a problem with, you can tell me and I won’t bring you around her again but don’t sit there and act like you couldn’t have been nice.”
“She was all over you, touching you every-fucking-where, and you did nothing to stop her! All night! While I was right there! If I was like that with Jinyoung, would you not feel somewhat angry?” You waited for his response as he pulled into the guest parking lot, finding a spot closest to the entrance.
You watched as he turned to face you, his scowl gone but his eyes narrow and glaring.
“I would be pissed. But the difference is, you met him two years ago, I’ve known her my whole life. We’re close enough to do those things.”
“Bullshit, Jaebum. I know you’re not stupid so, please, tell me how you cannot see that she’s in love with you?”
“Even if she was, (Y/n), I’d think you’d trust me enough to not try anything with her.” You sighed in exasperation and sat back in your seat, shutting your eyes as you recollected yourself.
Maybe it was all in your head and you were reading too deep into everything. But you had a feeling you were right. That she was after him and such a small lie, from her of all people, would ruin your relationship. But you didn’t want to lose this relationship. You loved Jaebum. You’d give anything to be with him. And, as much as you hated to admit it, your sanity was one of those things.
“I do trust you. I just need to know that nothing is going to happen between you two, because I really don’t want to lose you.” You confessed, opening your eyes at the feeling of his hand on yours.
“How about you come over tomorrow and we settle everything? You, me, and Sujin. She’ll tell you herself that she has no feelings for me and we can forget everything that happened tonight.”
You sucked on your lower lip before nodding hesitantly, chuckling softly as his lips pressed to your cheek before you turned so they could meet yours, you both reluctantly pulling away.
“Want me to walk you inside?”
“Nah. The dragon doesn’t usually show up around this time so, I’ll be fine.” You joked with a small chuckle before exiting the car, making your way to the apartment’s side door just as he drove away.
The faint sound of his ringtone alarmed him, causing him to blindly search for it in his pocket, pressing answer unquestionably.
“Hello?”
“Hey, we finished cleaning up and everyone just left. Do you want me to stay here until you get back?” Sujin asked, pacing his living room with a hopeful tone in her voice.
“Uhm, no, that’s fine, you can go. But I need to talk to you.”
“What about?” She tried to hide the excitement in her voice as she took a seat on his sofa.
“I asked (Y/n) to come by tomorrow so we can all talk. Do you think you can stop by in the morning? I just want to make sure everything’s okay between you both.”
She felt her smile fall and quickly replace with an annoyed frown.
“Yeah, sure.”
“Thanks, Sujin. See you at 10.”
Sujin hung up immediately and groaned, dialing for a taxi to take her to her hotel, he body unwillingly lifting from his couch as she went to wait outside.
You did as Jaebum asked, showing up bright and early to meet with him and Sujin to discuss the night before. Jaebum wanted to remain neutral, sitting on a neighboring chair as you both sat on the sofa, eyeing both of you cautiously while Nora and Odd walked around aimlessly.
No one was speaking and the silence was starting to bother you, your body straightening as you prepared an awkward apology for the girl.
“Sujin, I’m sorry if I came off a bit harsh last night. I think I misinterpreted everything between you and Jaebum. You seem like a really nice girl and I’d love to talk to you more and hopefully become friends.”
The apology was forced but still genuine. You weren’t sorry about your gut feeling, it was almost never wrong, you were just sorry the first real conversation between you had to be an intervention.
“Of course, (Y/n). I guess we both made mistakes.” Sujin smiled before holding out her arms for you.
You laughed awkwardly as you tried to hold back a remark to refute her last statement, accepting her hug before slowly pulling away.
“Do you think we should all go out to eat? Maybe actually get to know each other?” Sujin offered although it was out of politeness and not a genuine desire, her eyes darting between to you and Jaebum.
“I actually can’t. I have to finish cleaning for my apartment inspection today.” You admitted sadly, slowly standing with Jaebum as you gave him a quick hug and peck.
“I’ll see you tonight. Bye, Sujin.” You said, hastily making an exit to get home before the maintenance workers realize you repaired your stove yourself.
Sujin groaned loudly to catch Jaebum’s attention, his eyes worriedly finding her as she readjusted herself on the couch.
“Thank god, she’s gone. I’ve been wanting to tell you something’s off about her since last night.” She said with a laugh, her childhood friend finding no amusement in her words.
“I thought you just said you were fine with her.”
“For you, Jae, but really? She’s so insecure and manipulative. The moment I saw her, I knew something was weird about her.”
“She isn’t like that, Sujin.”
“She assumed I was in love with you, she threatened me to stay away from you, and, not to mention, you.”
“Me?” Jaebum asked, watching his overly-skeptical friend smile sadly at him.
“When you first started dating, you used to tell me how she was always crying about you not being with her all the time because of your schedule, and how you were exhausted trying to make time for her and your idol career, but she never once tried to visit you on tour while you’ve flown back to Seoul quite a few times for her, to my understanding. She’s toxic for you, Jaebum.”
As much as he refused to believe it, she was right. You were always doing whatever you could to get your way with him. He was sacrificing so much to be with you but what have you done for him? And now that Sujin’s brought it up, you were a bit possessive and unstable as well. It’s like he was seeing you as a completely different person. Not the sweet and loving girl he met almost two years ago that would drive halfway across the city just to have dinner with him, but a monster that was yanking the leash you forced onto his neck with every breath he took.
He said nothing as he grabbed his keys, storming out of his home and making his way to yours, leaving Sujin to relish in her bittersweet scheme.
You didn’t live that far from Jaebum, just a five minute drive. But, at the speed he was going, he made it in three. You nearly jumped out of your skin at the sound of keys unlocking your door, your body relaxing as you noticed it was Jaebum.
“You scared me.” You said lightly as you stretched higher to clean the large, glass balcony door.
“I’ve noticed something about you.” He said lowly, watching as you continued to wipe away at the large window.
“You’ve been doing these subtle things that I always thought were so cute and normal but, really, you were controlling me.”
“Controlling you?” You questioned playfully, finally placing the spray bottle and paper towel down to face him.
“You always make me go the extra mile for you yet never do anything in return for me. You almost ended my friendship with Sujin because you’re so self-conscious and insecure. You always text me and expect me to be by your side. Like, what if I didn’t want to see you tonight? You just assumed I’d be there.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his outburst, taking a step closer to him.
“The reason I don’t do everything for you that you’ve done for me is because you’re a singer, Jaebum. You get paid so much more than I do and, even when I beg you to not do those things, you do them. Plus, Sujin and I have talked it out and made amends, I just misread the situation and I apologized for that. And you don’t have to be with me all the time. If you want to be alone, say you want to be alone, but the reason I always text you is to make sure you’re okay. It’s called being a good girlfriend.”
“Please, you’ve done so much more crap that’s way worse than this, (Y/n). Even Sujin thinks you’re just ruining m-“
“Sujin? Sujin said this to you?” You both froze as you let out a loud, obnoxious but angry laugh.
You knew your gut was right all along. That sleazy, no good rat was trying to ruin your relationship and you were strong enough to not let it happen. Jaebum, on the other hand, wasn’t. Being manipulated so easily but accusing the wrong person of it.
“What? Are you going to say she’s trying to steal me from you again?”
“Yes, because that’s exactly what’s she’s doing! She’s lying to you so that you’ll break up with me and she’ll be your shoulder to cry on. Just because she’s been your friends for years and has only met me once, you think she knows me? I’ve been with you for two fucking years! You have seen every possible side of me and yet now, the moment she arrives and has one forced talk with me, she has me all figured out? Are you that fucking stupid or are you just being a dick right now?”
He glared at you while you let out a deep breath, finding some power in you to calm down, wanting to at least talk this out reasonably but you were so zoned out, you didn’t notice he was leaving your apartment.
“Jaebum, wait!” You called, rushing towards him to grab his hand but he snatched it back harshly, almost knocking you over in the process.
“I don’t want to be around you, (Y/n).”
“Look, we’re both angry but fighting is normal, every couple does it. We just need to talk-“
“And then what? You’ll cry, I’ll forgive you, and we do whatever you want so you can feel better?” His words hurt a bit from how true they were. But you weren’t going to give up so easily, even if you had to do something you never thought you’d have to.
“Jaebum, I want to work this out with you, but I can only do that if we talk. You can either come inside so we can discuss this like adults or you can leave but, if you do, we’re over.”
This was the first time you’ve used an ultimatum with him, or anyone for that matter, and all Jaebum heard was Sujin’s voice whispering that you’re tricking him. He could tell by the look in your eyes you were hoping he’d go back inside but he was torn. Would he believe you or his best friend? Someone he’s known two years or someone he’s grown up with? He knew her better than he though he knew you, and he knew that she couldn’t possibly lie to him.
You nearly whimpered as you watched him walk away, your lips curling as you felt your eyes start to swell with tears, your body sadly turning as you stepped back into your apartment and slammed the door shut, now knowing where you really stood in his life.
The sound of his front door opening alarmed Sujin, her body sitting upright on the couch as she muted the television, watching as Jaebum bitterly kicked off his shoes, tossing his keys to a nearby table. She slowly stood and approached him, unsure of what to expect when she finally stood before him.
“What’s going on?” She asked cautiously, her eyes examining his to see that they were glossed over. Sure it was heartbreaking but it was a sign of hope for her.
“I confronted (Y/n), and, I guess we’re not together anymore.” He muttered, Sujin’s mouth falling agape.
“Are you serious?”
“She said she wanted to talk but if I left, it’d be over. I don’t know why I-“ He nearly fell over as Sujin practically jumped into his arms, a wide smile on her face as she leaned in to kiss him, his head turning so she only caught his cheek.
“What’s wrong?” She asked with a giggle, watching as he gently placed her down, his face a mixture of disgust and shock.
“What are you doing?”
“You just said you left her for me.” He felt his mouth open to explain how wrong she was but nothing came out, leaving her to approach him once more, his feet instantly moving him back.
“Jaebum, I’ve been contemplating saying this for the past three and a half years but I’m in love with you. I always have been. If we were together, it’d just make sense. (Y/n) doesn’t know you like I know you, she couldn’t be there for you like I’ve been. We’re practically soulmates.”
“We’re only friends, Sujin.” He said definitively, catching her off guard.
The confession just made him feel even worse.
You were right all along.
From the very first day you met Sujin, you warned him, and he ignored you. He called you crazy. He always took so much pride in knowing each person in his life, especially you, he forgot to remember that you were never someone to jump to conclusions so wildly. You were even willing to set your own dignity aside to make up with someone you didn’t trust, for him. You were probably about to take the blame for everything wrong with your damn-near perfect relationship for him. And your relationship? It was over because one of the people he confided in most lied to him.
“I think you should go.” He said in a low, wary tone.
Sujin didn’t bother to argue as she stormed past him and grabbed her shoes, slipping them on quickly and exiting his home, knowing that everything she did was for nothing but humiliation at her expense.
Jaebum quickly grabbed his phone and dialed your number, the line going straight to your voicemail. He continued trying, only producing the same results before texting you instead, a message appearing to let him know he could no longer send messages to you either. You must have been serious about the break up. He never doubted you but, to block him on everything so fast and so easily, it made it stomach churn.
Jaebum grabbed his keys once more and quickly put on his shoes, rushing back to his car for what felt like the fifth time today and rushing to your apartment.
He didn’t bother to say hello to your elderly neighbor as he usually did, climbing the three flights of stairs eagerly before finding himself at your door. He didn’t hesitate to place his key into the lock, staring in confusion as it didn’t work, trying again with the top lock but to no avail.
“(Y/n)!” He called, knocking on the door loudly, hoping you were inside.
And you were. Blankly staring at TV as you listened to Jaebum scream your name, your nose still runny as your tear stained cheeks hurt with each sniffle, your sobs dying down long ago as you sat in silence. Your hand instantly grabbed the remote and turned the volume up to the highest setting, drowning his panicked voice and knocks out.
He froze at the familiar sound of The Last Empress, causing him to bang on the door even more. He didn’t seem to notice the small male approaching him, an angered but cautious look on his face.
“Excuse me.” He spoke, tapping Jaebum on the shoulder to gain his attention.
“What’s going on here?” He asked, the younger man unsure of whether to respond to him or not.
“I need to get in but my key doesn’t work.”
“Oh, is this apartment 24? Ms. (Y/l/n) asked us to change them earlier. Doorknob, deadbolt, and all.” The man said proudly as that was only twenty minutes or so ago.
“Are you the maintenance worker here? Do you have a key to get in?”
“I do, but I know every tenant here, and I’m certain you aren’t included on Ms. (Y/l/n)’s lease. I can’t let you in without her permission.” Jaebum nearly growled at the man but instead returned to slamming his hand against the door, calling out your name in anger while frantically yanking at the doorknob.
The older male sighed and turned to leave the scene, knowing his frail body couldn’t fight off someone both youthful and angry.
Jaebum was near the point of tears, kicking and ramming his shoulder into the almost impenetrable door, knowing you could hear him, even over the sounds of Shin Sung-Rok’s monologuing.
He uncertainly grabbed his phone, knowing he’d never be able to reach you but unwilling to stop trying, not ready to go back to his home and admit defeat. He was about to unlock it when a stray message appeared, Sujin’s name bold and infuriating, but not as infuriating as her words.
‘I guess we’re both alone now, Jae.’
The realization set in that he really was alone. He lost one of his best friends and, now, you. All because of his own stupidity. And there was no apology big enough to get either of you back.
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I’m trying to figure out why the universe is sending my failing friendships with people who disrespect me and then leave dramatically and paint me as evil.
Here’s what I’ve got so far:
They disrespected me
They hid their true feelings from me
I ignored the bad feeling in my gut
I drew a boundary and they left*
They blame me for our fallout
*on this note, I was thinking.... with the one girl, I was hurting for an extended period of time. She did a lot of hurtful things including talking shit about me while she stayed in my house for free (including meals!) but I had been holding my pain inside in hopes to preserve our friendship. One day I finally snapped and sent her a less than respectful audio telling her to back off and give me space to heal from how she hurt me. (I regretted not waiting a few days because at DBT we learned a communication technique that I could have used had I known it, but at the same time I let her knowingly hurt me for way too long already. And it’s valid of her to be upset that I disrespected her, but she is blind to how many many many times she has disrespected me time and time again and in so many different ways. I think it comes from excessive pride. I am humble enough to admit that I handled all of these friendship conflicts in a less than graceful way. I am still learning after all. A year ago about I tried to reach out to her and apologize, I sent a fucking paragraph! And I was hurt that she replied with a one sentence apology so I made a venting post on my blog just like one sentence and she saw it and took it so so personally and said this is why we can’t be friends ever again don’t ever check my blog again... which like ok.......... I’m allowed to be offended by your fake ass apology that lacked effort and introspection but that’s fine if you’re too prideful to think you did anything wrong. I still pray for you. I still care about you and your family’s wellbeing.
**this point is also not entirely accurate for someone else I have blocked on tumblr. I was forward with her about being willing to be whatever she wanted whether it was friends or a little more, and after that conversation where she didn’t directly say “no” (but her vibe check definitely said NO) she assumed that I was IN LOVE with her. OBSESSED and PINING. How fucking false and self centered, for one thing. And also stop living out of your past trauma!!! I am NOT your abusive EX!! I am also not the person he painted me as, but you must have believed him on some level. Clearly, since you were so thoroughly committed to misunderstanding me and assuming I had all these feelings that were actually all projected from within herself. One day, I was just trying to have a conversation with her as a friend. And I suppose, it’s important to acknowledge at this point I had instituted a policy of honesty, because hiding my truth and my feelings was a huge factor in my prior hospitalization. I was fucking gaslighting myself for years by telling everyone I was “fine” or “just tired”. Dishonesty when answering “how are you” was a form of self harm for me. This girl was offended that she habitually decided to ask how I was and then push for more personal questions to be answered. Very intrusive questions! At the time I thought: she must be really interested in psychology and wants to develop an emotionally intimate friendship. I was fucking WRONG. She was asking me all the questions she wanted someone to ask her. When I would answer honestly (which was CONSISTENTLY a “más o menos” kind of answer like yeah I’m ok but I’m a bit sad today. Like... clearly stating that IM OK but I also am dealing with my mental illness and that’s ok because I know how to do it - it’s my life bro I know how to take care of myself!) she would take my answers, focus on the negative clause in the complex sentence, and hyper focus on it, projecting her unresolved and repressed negative feelings unto me. She snapped at me one day in an attempt to “draw a boundary” apparently (everytime I say “apparently” here, I mean I heard this through a third party) . I couldn’t tell it was her drawing a boundary because it was so fucking out of the blue and was just her misdirected anger (which I’m sure she was angry at herself & we will come back to that shortly)... she used an emotional abuse tactic (manipulating me to make me feel guilty for her actions and lack of self prioritization/ self care) to make me feel bad for consistantly being honest. Apparently, my honesty was overwhelming her and she wanted to draw a boundary to protect herself from my depression. And that’s valid! It’s her methods that I have a problem with!!
To be honest, I was super uncomfortable with probably 85% of the questions she would ask me because they were super personal and (honestly hindsight is 20/20) because I’ll absolutely never go that into detail about my symptoms to anyone who asks who’s not my doctor ever again. No one needs to know my daily struggles that intimately!!! Only the doctor who’s working with me on treatment should know about that! It’s not like I’m necessarily hiding it, I just don’t feel comfortable ever sharing that truth with anyone else ever again (unless they are treating me because my feelings are no ones responsibility to take on.) so like we were kind of on the same page on a “gut” level - we both wanted a boundary and I guess neither of us could enforce one correctly. I realize now I could have refused to answer her questions. But anyways... She snapped at me, saying that I was too much and that she was super stressed and trying to cram for an exam (earlier in the convo she said she was studying, and personally I have studied while talking to friends simultaneously so I thought nothing of it. But clearly she meant to say: “I’m busy studying for an exam I have to concentrate I’ll ttyl.” IT REALLY WAS THAT SIMPLE TO ENFORCE A BOUNDARY RESPECTFULLY, GIRL. but no. She blamed me for distracting her [which, ok sorry for trying to talk to a friend, if you had self control and self respect you would either turn off your notifications or stop checking your messages as a form of self care in order to focus on your priorities. That’s all on you.] and then she projected how bad her mental state was unto me, saying that “she couldn’t need what I need her to be” (even though she said that right before the snap/paragraph and I had replied gracefully “you don’t need to be anyone but yourself 😊” clearly she didn’t hear that 🙄 didn’t want to admit that she was just a friend and not a Savior) so yeah anyways she projected her repressed and ill-controlled mental illness unto me. If she hadn’t repressed herself and her truth (as I refused to do) she wouldn’t have blown up. She blamed me for all the things she felt and never showed me. When I would ask how she was she was always “fine” or “tired” (sounds familiar? Yeah I already grew out of that, like I said) and I honestly refuse to accept the blame for her personal emotional neglect and disproportionate response to my honesty. To me, it is clear that she was angry with herself for not being honest with herself, she was angry with herself for not being able to focus and prioritize her studies, she was angry that she was hurting inside so badly but I didn’t even know because she was never honest with me or herself.
I do feel badly about ghosting her. I never replied. But... She said I’m that last paragraph all I needed to know: she needed to study. She needed space. She didn’t want to hear my truth again. She was incapable of properly respecting herself, so it was only natural that she would accidentally disrespect her friends. She wasn’t ready to confront her truth. ... I knew then that she wasn’t ready to heal, she wasn’t ready to address the real cause of her problems, she was only trying to get through things day by day. That’s fine. We’re all at different points in our journey.
It’s funny how this is in many ways reminiscent of the first girl that left me, but instead of me hiding my pain, she was hiding her pain, and the resulting explosion/attempt at a boundary was disrespectful. Clearly, pain distorts our thought process and makes us lash out when we feel unheard, even if we were the ones hiding our pain. Trying to protect the other through dishonesty only hurts ourselves in the end.
Maybe that’s the lesson. Honesty. Respect.
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BREAKFAST DELIVERY 11
pairing: 2jae
genre: fluff, if you squint there’s angst
word count: 2k
description: the school’s hottest boy im jaebum wants to get a certain boy’s number. but the first problem is: he’s unhappy and not eating.
status: completed
note: this was originally posted on wakaba’s wattpad @/jaeholics
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Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever.
He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind.
Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly?
Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl.
He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy.
And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either.
Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door.
He ripped it open.
you got a cute boyfriend there
but it looked like he was pushing you away
maybe i'll have him for myself
i'll catch him by lunch
prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat.
—revenge
His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious.
🍽
Lunch bell.
"Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum."
"what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say.
"I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees.
"Maybe he left school early?"
"He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink."
Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right."
Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung.
"Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for.
"Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket.
"You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read.
would be a real shame
if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble
if he fell for the trap
and got himself hurt
"I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him."
Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone.
He really was scared for Youngjae.
"Have you tried outside?"
"No, but good idea. Let's check the field."
The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field.
"It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily.
Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there."
"Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple.
"Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them.
Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second.
"Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him.
"Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?"
The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy.
"Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies."
"Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath.
"Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?"
Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for."
Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...?
To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him.
"Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene.
Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side.
'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that.
"What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away.
Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd."
Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips.
"Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack."
"Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well.
"Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?"
"Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy."
Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me."
"I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious.
"I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined.
"Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did.
"What do I do? I still don't know."
"Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning.
"You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too."
The two stared at each for a bit.
"You're a dumb bum."
"Thanks."
"He kinda told me everything."
"Ah," Jaebum muttered with his lips puckered around the cup's straw. By his body language, he definitely seemed to want to avoid the topic. Of course, Youngjae didn't care at all. He was digging his way deep into the other's history, eager to know whatever was there.
"Was that necessary at all?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
Jaebum rubbed the back of his head, his foot tapping against the floor in anxiety. "You’ve got to understand that I was, like, fourteen at the time. I had stupid and impulsive thoughts that led me to trouble."
"Still, cookies? for poisoning them?"
"Aish—come on. I've been trying to leave that in the past."
Youngjae rolled his eyes and quietly drank his cold drink.
"I didn't even come here to talk about myself. I wanted to know about what your say is," Jaebum said after gulping down his caffeine, leaning forward. His elbows were rested on his knees and his gaze was staring straight at the other. Youngjae, in return, shifted back and rested against the cushions while crossing his arms.
"I won't date you, even if you ask."
"What?" his brows squirmed. "Is it because i'm ugly?"
Youngjae scoffed loudly, probably to ignore the fact that his cheeks were growing pinker. he turned his face to the side, frowning. "...N-no, but that's not the point."
"I'm too scary."
"You're not scary."
Another sip of his coffee. "I'm a senior and you don't want to date out of your age range."
"I'm only a year younger than you. That's not an issue."
"Then date me."
"No."
Jaebum's patience was running out for real. Although he was being playful up to that point, his fuse actually did run short and he slammed the cup onto the tabletop. Youngjae almost jumped in his seat, not expecting that sort of harsh reaction from him. His brows were furrowed and his eyes burned into Youngjae's skin, his jaw shifting around in irritation.
"You like the person you know as 'Def Soul' but not me, despite the fact that I am Def Soul? Why? Am I just someone with multiple personalities to you, now? Sometimes I'm nice guy Def Soul, and sometimes I'm asshole Im Jaebum?" he spat out quickly, each word increasing in fury. His eyes widened when noticing how visibly Youngjae shaken was, and he took in deep breaths, attempting to calm himself down. "What i'm trying to say is that—"
"—I should love you, Jaebum-hyung, if I love the person I know as 'Def Soul,'" Youngjae finished his sentence for him with a blank look across his face. He seemed as though he was blank-minded, dazedly staring off into space without saying another word.
"Are... you okay?" Jaebum leaned even closer, trying to get a good look at his face to see if he really was doing okay. Youngjae seemingly snapped out of whatever weird trance he was in, shaking his head like a puppy.
"I don't know what I'm saying anymore." he sipped his smoothie and held his forehead because he got a miniature brain freeze. "I'm just... conflicted because I know I like that 'Def Soul' person, but I don't like you for what you've done to me."
"I am him, and I am also Jaebum at the same time. Def Soul is nothing but a name and a disguise I used."
"I know," Youngjae replied in an even quieter voice, sounding like he was choking on tears. A sense of déjà vu washed over Jaebum and overwhelmed him, reminding him of what had happened back at school. His hand tightened into a fist when thinking about that pained expression Youngjae had after he was slapped.
He didn't want to see it all over again.
"Youngjae, I just want you to know that I really do like you. I really was concerned for you when I started noticing that you didn't eat at all during lunch. I truly did take the time to buy all of that just for you, even to cook something like you asked me to." Jaebum gnawed on his lower lip, worried about whether he could even handle saying such heartfelt words to someone who seemed so delicate. "I started all this because I... wanted your number. And that's all. I never imagined any of this would've happened."
Youngjae's finger was endlessly tapping against his own arm as he glanced at his feet silently.
"I still have to apologize to Jinyoung and to you respectively for hurting both of your feelings," Jaebum sighed as pushed back his hair, "but you've been my first priority because I don't know how to deal with you. To take care of you. But that is exactly what i'm trying to learn how to do. I'm sorry that I ever hurt you. Everything negative that I caused was unintentional, and I'm not expecting forgiveness."
A few seconds of silence passed before Youngjae stood from his seat, grabbing his cup. His eyelids almost completely covered his eyes, not allowing the elder to see that he was almost crying again. Jaebum thought about stopping him, but he realized how clingy he must've been getting towards the other and didn't bother doing so. He glanced at the seat across from him, which was now empty, in defeat.
Suddenly, Youngjae grabbed Jaebum's collar and pulled him in a swift move, placing his lips onto the other's. They stayed like that for a couple more seconds before Youngjae slowly separated the two, walking away as if nothing had happened.
He licked his lips while traveling down the stairs.
He didn't really like the taste of coffee that Jaebum's mouth had.
Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever.
He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind.
Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly?
Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl.
He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy.
And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either.
Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door.
He ripped it open.
you got a cute boyfriend there
but it looked like he was pushing you away
maybe i'll have him for myself
i'll catch him by lunch
prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat.
—revenge
His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious.
🍽
Lunch bell.
"Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum."
"what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say.
"I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees.
"Maybe he left school early?"
"He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink."
Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right."
Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung.
"Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for.
"Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket.
"You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read.
would be a real shame
if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble
if he fell for the trap
and got himself hurt
"I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him."
Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone.
He really was scared for Youngjae.
"Have you tried outside?"
"No, but good idea. Let's check the field."
The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field.
"It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily.
Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there."
"Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple.
"Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them.
Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second.
"Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him.
"Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?"
The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy.
"Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies."
"Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath.
"Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?"
Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for."
Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...?
To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him.
"Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene.
Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side.
'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that.
"What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away.
Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd."
Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips.
"Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack."
"Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well.
"Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?"
"Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy."
Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me."
"I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious.
"I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined.
"Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did.
"What do I do? I still don't know."
"Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning.
"You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too."
The two stared at each for a bit.
"You're a dumb bum."
"Thanks."
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Coffeshop au vs Fake marriage au vs Lady and Knight au vs Hogwarts au
aWWW man haha a big 4v4 going on,,,Damnnn. Okay okay so I love fake marriage aus man, just fake dating and anything is so good because of all of the pinning oh man it’s perfect. But then again!!! Anything that comes of a Lady & Knight au is just….perfect. All the time. Because you can have starts-off-as-betrayal-turns-into-utter-loyalty, or you can just have starts as loyalty and adventures and dragons and magic and!!! Oh boy just so cool so cool
Lady & Knight AU Headcanons:
For a betrayal au!!! Nam/Tash would be so good because you have royal lady Nami who’s adopted by Arlong and raised to be a selling point, basically, she always knew she was just going to get married off once she stopped being useful, so she decides to sell the whole kingdom out.
Except when Arlong sends her capital she gets assigned this super-fucking-cute personal guard and she’s like shit I’m too gay for this. And Tashigi is at first a bit standoffish ‘cause she’s like that with everyone but just??? They end up being friends??? And Nami’s plan to betray the kingdom and go back to her rightful home starts falling to the wayside because she doesn’t want to betray Tashigi??
And Tashigi loves this place, loves the kingdom and capital and every person in it, and always helps out in town whenever Nami decides she wants to go out and just.
God kill me okay I am 100% here for Nami seeing cruelty in everyone but Tashigi is just so-
Good. So heroic and kind and strong and Nami’s always been weak for loyalty ‘cause she’s never had it
Nami ends up confessing her plans to Tashigi but then saying she knew how to fix it and didn’t want to go through with it and Tashigi kiiiind of doesn’t believe her??? And she turns standoffish again and so cold, but she promises not to tell anyone, and Nami’s like fuck I gotta get her trust back i miss her so much—
And so Nami ends up twisting her plans and making it look like Arlong was blackmailing her and that it was his plans, ‘cause he wasn’t popular at court, and basically does this super clever coup and takes over his whole enterouge and deposing him as duke (or whatever tf he would be ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
And arlong finds out that she betrayed him and so sends people to kill her but then Tashigi busts in and totally does awesome sword fighting and saves her life and they talk it over and be honest and just. Happily ever after ;u;
And for the loyal af I’m gonna do Robin and Koala ‘cause it’s just so flippin’ cute
There was a coup when Robin was younger and the whole royal family was murdered but lil!Koala helped her sneak away and worked in the kitchens and gave information to the rebels, and she was so young, but so strong, and helped the rebellion take back Robin’s kingdom, and so in return Robin asked her what she wanted and Koala said that all she wanted was to be able to protect Robin. (Cue flustered and barely hiding it Robin, and utterly oblivious young koala)
Robin as this elegant and poised and utterly (literally) magical lady and Koala’s been head over heels for her for the longest time, ever since she was a page and saw Robin (as a teen) with her head held high and her voice so calm and strong as she dismissed warriors to help fight bandits and take care of her kingdom.
Before Robin’s coronation she’s meant to visit every single village and know the people and work with her land so she can understand what they live like and go through but Koala’s super worried because even though Robin is a powerful witch there’s still ways to get her and begs to accompany her
And Robin acquiesces (and is actually secretly super happy that Koala still cares enough to want to protect her, because a lot of other people see her as scary and cold and strange and she doesn’t mind, but sometimes it gets lonely)
Koala totally braids Robin’s hair at one point!!!! Because it was getting in the way and Robin was getting annoyed!!! And then agrees to do it for the rest of the trip!!!! And she dies inside because Robin is so beautiful and she loves her so fucking much!!!!!!
God okay kill me
They end up camping together on the road and it’s basically just domesticity and protecting each other and taking care of each other and Robin confides softly some of her fears of being queen and koala almost half-confesses that she’s worried one day they’ll be things she can’t protect anyone from
Their first kiss is totally in a waterfall.
I don’t know why that thought occured to me but now that it has I can’t let it go
They get attacked by bandits and Koala fights them all off but ends up getting injured. And so they camp by this waterfall that opens into this really lovely cave system that’s lit by shards of glowing blue and purple crystal that Robin found ‘cause it’d help her healing magic (which she isn’t suuuuuper good at, ‘cause healing magic is innate and Robin is more of a learned witch, and has heaps of memorised spells, but isn’t good at just shoving raw power at a thing).
And in the soft glow of these crystals and she’s patching up Koala’s side she just…..Ends up tugging Koala’s chin and pressing a kiss to her lips and Koala’s like lajkhdgj holy FUCK
And she tries to kiss back properly but then ends up wincing and going all ow ow ow fuck that hurt
And Robin laughs and Koala’s like aw come on that’s not my fault. And basically ends up saying something about how she’s wanted to do that for ages is it her fault that she wants more than just one kiss???
And Robin’s like woah. excuse me, wait, what.
And Koala starts blushing furiously and gets super flustered and is spluttering and trying to explain and Robin just thinks it over while she’s spluttering and is like “So you…have loved me? For a long time?”
And Koala just ends up nodding kind of guilty but then Robin smiles at her and Koala’s fucking wrecked and Robin just says “Good,” and kisses her again!!!
And no misunderstandings occur and they keep travelling around just this time with kisses and more affection and Koala not feeling careful around what she’s allowed to do, ‘cause before she didn’t feel like she could / should touch Robin and now finds out Robin fucking loves all the attention Koala gives her
GOD IT’S SO CUTE!!!!
And when they get back and Robin is crowned it’s basically a fact that Koala is the kingdom’s other queen and when people on Robin’s council complain and says she needs to get married ‘cause she shouldn’t be queen without a king she just laughs in their face.
She’s not 100% comfortable with being a mom, because she doesn’t remember much about her mom, ‘cause she died when Robin was so young and she was always so busy with being Queen, but Koala would love a kid, and she needs an heir….
(Little does she know that she’s already accidentally adopted all of the orphaned children in the castle, who she visits regularly and tells wonderful stories about the adventures she and Koala had and supports and helps with jobs and teaching and she gives them books and like okay these like 10 kids all see her and Koala as their moms)
But she needs a biological kid apparently (she’s contemplated firing this council, they’re fucking dumbasses) so she makes a kid and the kid has magic and there’s dorky magical shenanigans as she tries to get used to the fact that someone calls her mother and means it and Koala’s like Robin, pls, you’ve been looking after the castle kids for years why is this weird???
But it’s mine, Robin goes, frazzled, and Koala laughs quietly and soothes her with kisses and they raise this kickass kid and she and Koala live happily ever after. The end!!!!!
Fake Marriage AU Headcanons:
Uhh man tbqh I love fake dating more than I like fake marriages???? Idk why but it proooobably has something to do with my dislike of marriage and the fact that people use it like it’s an end-all-be-all and a solution to every problem imeanwhat???im not cynical
anyway!! I’m a drip for zolu and I haven’t written it for ages, so;
Zoro runs this lowkey but really strong dojo along with his sister Kuina and they compete a lot in fights, but are confined to the stupid gender bullshit ‘cause Kuina’s dad won’t let her fight any guys. Kuina’s already the strongest female swordsman in the world, and demands that Zoro become the strongest man so they can have a fight and so who’s actually better, and who’s the strongest full stop.
But Zoro can’t beat mihawk. It’s annoying as fuck for him, especially when Mihawk constantly keeps asking when Zoro will find something stronger than his ambitions, when he’ll find something worth fighting for.
One day he finally snaps and points at Luffy, who’s the brother of a friend of a student that attends Kuina’s self defence class and goes,
“I’M FIGHTING FOR MY FIANCE YOU ASSHOLE”
Luffy’s like wtf. Mihawk’s like ah. Well then. i shall leave you to spend time with your fiance, ‘cause you obviously don’t know well enough what i mean.
luffy’s still like what the fuck. Mihawk leaves while Zoro’s yelling at him, and then he whirls on Luffy and Luffy’s like akjhjdg dude why are you glaring at me
Then Kuina busts in and is like YOU HAVE A FIANCE?????
And Koala and Sabo are on her heels and Sabo’s like luffy how the hell did you keep this a secret!!! You’re a shit liar!!!
I- Wha- huh????? goes luffy, and Zoro’s like yep. He is. Fucking shit liar. It was meant to be a surprise but i got so angry at mihawk
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU demands sabo
my. fiance?????? luffy goes’cause he’s confused as all hells, bUT SABO THINKS HE’S CONFUSED AT SABO FOR NOT REALISING IT
There’s a lot of yelling. So much yelling. Luffy has no idea what’s going on. Zoro ends up dragging him away before they leave and kind of explains what’s going on - his rival says he needed something worth fighting for, and movies always say love makes you stronger (”only the cheesy ones,” luffy mumbles, but shuts up when Zoro glares at him, daring him to make another comment)
Luffy doesnt end up agreeing persay, but he doesnt say no either, and so they have to handle the inquisition in the form of friends and family and then find out a lot of the people they know know each other??? and it’s only weird luck they haven’t met before then??? So they just claim that they had met before then, and it’s ridiculous and dorky and they have to answer plans about marriage and where their rings are, and zoro says he didn’t want luffy to loose his and that he was always working and fighting and so they’d agreed not to get rings and
GOD GUYS IT’S A GOOD OL’ CLUSTERFUCK
They end up going on dates where they try and get everything sorted and what they know about each other and luffy keeps making zoro laugh (which is annoying, fucking hell luffy, you’re a dumbass, zoro thinks with a roll of his eyes, but can’t deny that…weirdly enough luffy makes him really happy)
and once their friends know they’re getting married, they get shoved together a lot too, and so they go from not knowing each other very well to just learning so much about each other’s likes and dislikes and they get along really well????? like wtf it’s so weird????/ they just fit. Once Zoro stop acting so put-upon ofc tho (luffy yells at him, and tells him that it was zoro’s fault in the first place that they were stuck in this mess, so how could he get off on being so high and mighty all the time??? and zoro stops acting like a dick)
And their friends are just like oooohhh yeah i can see why you want to marry him now and zoro’s like laskhdgf fucking hell you guys you’re so thick, god i cant believe this is working he thinks as he texts back like 30 seconds after luffy replies, and smiles fondly at all the spelling mistakes and emojis he recieves in return
Finds out that Sabo gives Koala a lift to her self-defence classes and sometimes joins in as a demonstrator for them to practice on and Luffy doesn’t have anyone at home and he gets bored and lonely by himself so he comes along but is banned from the classroom and so Zoro starts teaching luffy how to fight and finds out that Luffy’s actually a good fighter but his basics are off
You know that trope where the characters stand super close to correct each other’s techniques???
Yep.
yep.
Zoro you loser.
And Zoro finds that his fighting has improved as well, ‘cause Luffy’s so wild and unpredictable and he needed a refresher on the basics too.
And one time when they’re sparing Luffy manages to pin him and crows in delight and victory and is sweaty and grins down at him and Zoro’s like
Oh shit.
Oh sweet fucking shit.
SHIT
Welcome to Feelings Town tm, population: one utterly in love Roronoa Zoro who didn’t realise until it was TO FUCKING LATE
the “wedding” date they’d organised dawns nearer (Zoro tried to keep it as small and cheap as possible, ‘cause they’d planned for luffy to leave him at the altar (no way was zoro doing the leaving, everyone would kill him. Luffy is everyone’s sunshine) but luffy has so many fucking friends) and Mihawk agrees to fight zoro before they go on their “honeymoon” and there’s a bunch of people there cheering zoro on and it’s all these friends that he’s made/grown closer to thanks to Luffy and then just about when he thinks he’s gonna loose there’s luffy, fists clenched, fire alight in his eyes, urging him on, and Zoro’s like fuck
fuck I want to make him proud. i don’t want to see him disappointed. I want to best mihawk and go get fucking married and go on our stupid honeymoon and be
happy
because that’s how he’s felt. He’s felt happy with Luffy. He’s felt so happy with Luffy.
Kicks mihawk’s ass and drops his sword into Kuina’s hands and bypasses everyone else to wear Luffy is standing and grinning and there’s stars in his eyes and Zoro basically just picks him up and like they’re reading each other’s minds Luffy just leans in and kisses him
It’s fucking perfect.
Zoro’s sweaty and hot and his blood still sings from the fight and it’s rushing in his ears but all he can feel and hear and see is Luffy
And it’s perfect.
From behind him, Mihawk mumbles, “So you’ve finally found something stronger than ambition.”
Zoro pulls away and leans his forehead against luffy’s and replies, “Don’t go all cheesy family movie on me now, Mihawk.”
and Luffy laughs and they kiss again and its!!!! so cheesy!!! so cute!!! so good!!!
And they end up putting the marriage off for a bit and dating for a few years but everyone still calls them fiances / the old married couple and one day when they’re sprawled on the couch Zoro just turns to luffy and goes,
“Hey, do you want to finally actually get married?”
And luffy grins and zoro rolls his eyes and he’s like “yes i get that we practically already are, but I-”
“want to buy you a ring. And that stupid stuff. Alright?”
“Alright,” Luffy goes, still grinning super super wide, “but you might wanna put it on a necklace or smth ‘cause you know im gonna lose it.”
Zoro groans and is like dont i know it. half of our yearly pay’s gonna go to replace ur wedding ring.
and just!!! laughter and happiness and happily ever after. The end!!!!
#opfanfic#namtash#robin/koala#koala/robin#zolu#nico robin#nari is writing#one piece#long post#aussie's anons#ask aussie#bip bop nari drops#tbqh i think my Favourite is the ko/ro one ;u; <333#also in the zolu one like just#zoro not even REALISING until the fight with mihawk like omfg#what a Loser
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