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hiraya-rawr · 1 year

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but i knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs

characters !! al haitham, kaeya, tighnari, ayato, zhongli

synopsis !! spoilers/ you know nahida's story quest where people dreamt of people they miss? so they didn't wanna wake up? yes. you're their greatest source of grief.

contains !! gn reader, grief themes, angst/comfort? or is it angst/angst. messing with the original plot of nahida's quest but the idea remains the same. team dynamics! can be considered sagau /playable au. character death mentions aka me exploring all the ways to make mc gone

inspo !! cardigan by taylor swift 🎵

AL HAITHAM

// cause I knew you / steppin' on the last train / marked me like a bloodstain, I / I knew you / tried to change the ending

All he did was blink. He knew what he was getting himself into when the traveler and the dendro archon explained the situation; people in grief didn't want to wake up. He knew they were entering a dream realm that targeted the vulnerable. He knew he might see you— but it's been years and this dream version of you is simply a fake, this means little to him now, right?

Yet, in one blink, the city of Sumeru disappeared and what he saw instead was—

"(Name)." He mutters under his breath, barely.

"Who's that?" The traveler turns to him.

"Haitham!" You greet, voice cheery, unchanged, the exact replica down to every detail. He feels his face shift in expression, his hand raises, reaches out before he could even realize it himself and—

He blinks again. You're gone.

"Huh? They disappeared!" Paimon squeaks, flying behind the traveler, "Like a ghost! That was sooo scary."

The blonde looks on thoughtfully, "Was. . that someone you know, Al Haitham?"

Snapping out of his daze, he takes a step back.

". . . someone I knew. Yes." He straightens himself, looking away. "Let's keep going. There's no time to waste."

KAEYA

// peter losing wendy, I / I knew you / leavin' like a father / running like water, I / and when you are young, they assume you know nothing

Jumping from portal to portal, trying to find the dream host with the traveler was exhausting. Kaeya was beginning to question why, of all the characters on the team, he had to come along (then again, such events were always fun).

It was a relief when a portal landed him in Starfell Valley. The breeze ruffling through his hair, sweet flowers and cecilias gently leaning to the wind, and—

You, holding onto your wind glider, waving at him from a distance.

"Well? Aren't you going to teach me how to fly?" You yell out, huffing theatrically.

Ah, yes. Kaeya remembers this. His footsteps take him forward, closer to where you are. Grass brushing against him with every step.

"Kaeya?" You tilt your head.

He remembers this. He was supposed to teach you, you were supposed to take your license exam in a few days, you were nervous—

Archons, you were nervous and a little scared and he brushed it off. He was a natural at gliding and he believed you'd get over it and glide as easily as he could.

Then he looked away. Just for a second —a single second— and an updraft lifted you higher than you were used to. And you struggled to control your wings. And you tumbled. And there was a cliff—

Oh, Stormbearer Point used to be so lovely until he lost you.

"Kaeya, are we going to start glidi— oomf-"

His arms wrap around you, bringing you close, holding you to himself. He lets a hand rest on the glider you held on one hand, pushing it away, aside, further from you –because how dare that wretched thing fail you– until it falls to the grass.

"Kaeya? What's wrong?"

"Can we–" He nearly sobs, a lump in his throat as he holds back, ". . . Can we not do this today?"

He feels your own arms wrapping around him. It's the closest he could get to remembering your warmth.

"Alright. . . it's alright, Kae, I'll learn to glide on another day," You whisper softly, "There's always next time."

TIGHNARI

// but I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss / I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs / the smell of smoke would hang around this long

"Even if they resemble their loved ones, it doesn't change the fact that it's a figment of their imagination cultivated by the Akasha. They shouldn't be swayed." Tighnari said this to the Traveler on the very day they started exploring the dream situation.

Yet, as he rests in bed after a long day of investigating, there's you.

"Nari! You're back!" You greet, holding up a tea set as he enters the tree-like house.

He's quiet. Quiet as he sits on the chair he always sat on (the one practically reserved for his visits), quiet as you pour him tea (the one you brew whenever he comes over), and quiet as you sit across him with a small smile.

"How is it this time? Too bitter?"

". . . it's fine."

"Will you stay longer this time?"

". . . no, I'll leave soon." He places down the teacup, "Once my investigation with the traveler is done, this will all be over."

He stands up, the chair scrapes against the wooden floor (like it always used to do), you look up at him curiously (the same way you used to).

"Do you really want that?" You ask.

Tighnari knows that it's the dream trying to keep him asleep, trying to tie him down. You're not you, this is all fake, therefore it shouldn't matter. He doesn't need to entertain you any more than he should.

So he diverts the question because archons, once upon a dream, you were all he wanted. You are all he wants.

"I'm leaving now. Thank you for the tea."

"You stay a little bit longer each time you visit," You smile, "Maybe if I brew even better tea, you'll actually stay."

He freezes. Has he been staying longer?

He bites his lip, continuing to walk away from the tree house. It's a figment of his imagination, he shouldn't be swayed.

AYATO

// 'cause I knew everything when I was young / I knew I'd curse you for the longest time / chasin' shadows in the grocery line

He was expecting it, actually. The traveler had already explained that it's a phenomenon happening to those with losses, and he's aware -with losing his parents at a young age- that he was vulnerable to the dreams.

The minute he falls asleep, the moon high over Sumeru, you appear in his dreams.

"Ayato!"

"(Name)."

No matter how much he expected you, the surprise must still be on his face as you laugh.

"What's with that look? Do you miss me that much?"

Should he entertain the dream? Or ignore you? Then again, what does he have to lose by at least answering your questions. he misses you, how you talk, how you laugh-

"I did. I do." He replies, a calm smile on his face.

"We can't have that! If you miss me already after such a short time, how much more when I'm sent away to get married?"

Oh, so it's that part of the timeline.

Perhaps the sourness of his thoughts reflected on his expression, or maybe you guessed it on your own (you were always so good at understanding him), but you sighed and gave a sad smile.

"I. . . I have to be honest. I'm kind of scared," You chuckle, "It's two boat rides away from Narukami, and the rumors about my fiancé is. . . not so great."

Ayato knows that. Your fiancé killed you on your second year of marriage and attempted to frame it on a servant. Despite knowing all this, the only reply he could muster was a monotonous "I see. . ."

"But we promised each other, didn't we?" You stand straight, facing him with enthusiasm, "We'll make our clans great again. I'll give honor to my clan, and you'll redeem the Kamisato name! Who knows, maybe next time we meet. . . "

There's a glint in your eye and he understands what you're trying to say. Maybe next time, the two of us could be together. It was a childish dream— one that didn't consider divorces or politics or death. Maybe next time, the Kamisato clan would be powerful enough to whisk you away. Maybe next time, Ayato would be enough to marry you without shaming either of your clans. Maybe next time, it could be "us".

The dream turns hazy as Ayato feels himself being shaken awake, the high pitched voice of Paimon floating above him and the traveler next to him, shaking him, "Ayato! Ayato! You have to wake up, the dream isn't real!"

But it was real, wasn't it? It happened so long ago.

ZHONGLI

// I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired / and you'd be standin' in my front porch light // and I knew you'd come back to me / you'd come back to me / and you'd come back to me / and you'd come back

The dream realm was turning dangerous, the host lost all control and everyone's loved ones were beginning to turn into horrible beasts.

Beasts were easy, though. For Zhongli, all he had to do was maintain his shield around the traveler and the other party members, ensuring everyone's safety. This was easy enough- for what being could actually penetrate the shield of an archon?

"Morax?"

It was you, standing amidst the chaos, as beings turned to monsters and the traveler fought back in defense. An echo of a nightmarish past— of the archon war and of dying gods. You looked no different from that day you stood next to him, ready to protect each other's backs.

He mutters your name so lightly, it fades into the noise around him.

"Morax, listen to me–" You try approaching, only to be stopped by his shield. For a second, he thinks of letting it down, but this wasn't you— this was a dream, a memory.

"Morax, you have to win, it has to be you," It's a desperate sound coming from your lips as your hands rest flat against his shield. He wants to hold you. Why is this nightmare coming back now? Why must he see you here? The logical part of him, the one trained through years of mental and physical warfare, understands that the dream wants him to take down his shield.

"You have to be the Geo Archon. You have to kill me, Morax–"

Ah, yes, he did kill you to become the Geo Archon that day. He remembers it as clear as gold in his memories.

"Get away from Zhongli!" He hears the traveler yell, a sword slashing between him and you, as you back away.

"Are you okay?" The traveler asks, posed in the defense.

"Yes, don't worry about me," He replies, composing himself as his polearm manifests in his hand, "Rather, allow me to deal with this myself."

Because how dare this dream taunt him. How dare this dream imitate you.

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m-jelly · 3 months

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Jelly, thank you for doing my request! Reading it made me feel better (I have a really bad infection rn but that's beside the point). Do you think you could do a part two? Where Post war Levi and Freyja!Reader are now looking out at the ocean, talking about all they went through. Reader tells Levi of Asgard and Levi tells reader of The Underground City. When Levi goes into all the stuff he had to go through in order to survive. Reader, not wanting to lose the love of her life after a world of hate with Odin, wants to make him a god, the god of Survival, Heroes, and Freedom. Feel free to ignore! :D

Searching part 2

Levi x fem!reader

Canon world, reincarnation, Norse mythology, goddess powers, action, being in love, married, fluff, angst, reader has tattoos, reader has long hair with braids and beads.

In this chapter: Levi and you have a moment on the beach where you connect. You reflect on the bad memories and the good ones you made together now as a married couple. You want eternity with Levi and offer him a God position with you at his side. Reluctant at first because he doesn't think he'd be good enough, he accepts so he can be with you forever.

Part 1

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @darkstarlight82 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird

Levi's thumb ran over your hand as his fingers remained entwined with yours. The two of you decided to have a picnic on the beach for a date. While you were enjoying the sun and peace, the two of you just started talking naturally about your lives.

A long sigh came from Levi and paused as his story hung in the air. "I'm glad I got out, but the cost..."

"You were played by man. No matter where you go, there will always be greed." You lifted his left hand and kissed below his wedding ring. "I am sorry for your loss. You have grown and fought so much."

He smiled a little. "I fought to survive, but after you it was fighting to spend forever with you."

You leaned over and kissed him. "I am forever grateful. I love you more than words can say. My love for you is stronger than the walls protecting Asgard."

Levi blushed. "I can only imagine how impressive they are." He gazed at you. "You know about my life, what about yours? You said this is your second life."

You gulped hard and looked out at the sea. "Yes. I died in my first life all because of Odin."

"He was the King of the Gods, right?"

You nodded. "He was. We all trusted him, but he was...he was a terrible father to so many. I worked hard and made sure to keep a distance, but the things he did to his children. Poor Thor was always trying to make him proud, but he never achieved it. Odin's madness and desperate hunt for more power led us all down a path to destruction. Loki had enough and started the end, Ragnarok."

Levi stared at you. "What happened to you?"

You welled up. "I thought he loved me. I became his lover. I am ashamed of that."

"How did you die? Was it in a great battle?"

You shook your head. "Most people don't know what happened to me. My part is lost in texts and teachings to the people. Some thought I died in battle, others I killed myself and lastly people thought I was spared."

Levi called your name when he saw pain in your eyes. "Odin killed you, didn't he?"

You sobbed a little before stopping yourself. "He went insane. He was searching for the meaning of life and trying to beat Ragnarok. I was against it all. There is nothing wrong with not knowing the end. Sometimes life and things don't have meaning, they just happen. He knew he was losing me, so he killed me and buried what happened to me before the world ended."

"Tch, that piece of shit. I wish he was alive so I could kill him."

You giggled. "Thank you."

Levi gazed at you. "Is he alive?"

You shrugged. "Everyone probably is living their second life. I'm glad I'm not with them. I want to be here with you." You gulped hard and opened your little bag. "Speaking of you. When I arrived in this world, I had a bag with me, remember?"

He nodded. "Yeah."

You pulled out a bottle. "This has a special drink that can make someone a god." You looked over at Levi. "I want eternity with you."

Levi moved closer. "Me too."

"I think that you would be the god of Survival, Heroes, and Freedom. You would be incredible."

Levi whined a bit. "I don't know about that. I want eternity with you, but I don't think I would be a good god."

"Levi, you know what loss is. You know what it means to keep fighting even against all odds. People looked up to you and they still do now. You are incredible."

He smiled a bit at you. "You see me in such a beautiful light, but..."

"A God who doubts themselves and sees fault is good. Odin thought he was the best and fell. Other gods I knew with egos were the same. To know you can't do everything is true. As a god, you can't bless everyone and save everyone, but that's not always what they want. Sometimes they just want a person to listen."

Levi reached over and grabbed the bottle. "You'll be with me, right?"

"Every single step and I will shower you with all my love."

He kissed you and moaned in delight. "I'm with you." He brought the bottle close to his lips. "Plus, I am interested in the fertility part of your goddess role."

You gasped and felt your cheeks burn. "Y-You, flirt."

He downed the drink that tasted like custard. He flopped back onto the blanket as his body glowed and began to tingle. All the injuries and aches in his body went and only faded scars remained. He was born again but into a new life of love and happiness with you. It felt like he was breathing for the first time in a while.

He sat up and gazed at you. "I feel...alive."

You leaned closer and kissed him. "You've changed. Your wounds are gone, only scars remain."

Levi pounced on you making you squeal in delight. "I feel energised. I want to shower you with love."

You mewled in delight. "I'm all yours."

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the-crow-binary · 8 months

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The love people show for the pink-haired BDSM vampire lady is proof that Isaac could’ve gotten fans who love him with his og design. Or maybe the world is still too homophobic for that.

Literally enrages me. And I'm someone who discovered Isaac first on NFCV and went "ew he's ugly wtf" when I first saw how he looked in the games. It didn't take me too long to actually take a liking to the design and realize how much more compelling it was thant N!Isaac though :) (no one would be shitting on G!Isaac as much as they are now if there wasn't N!Isaac to compare him to. there would still be people, but less)

I mean at least Isaac's design have a sense. There is meaning behind his tattoos, his half-covered face, his clothes (and the lack thereof) all up to his sharp nails. N!Isaac has nothing, even his Devil Forgemaster UNIFORM is a downgrade and lose the sense it was supposed to have by not even having the Devil Forgemaster's crest on it to begin with. (I saw someone say that he looked "mysterious" because of his tattoos and no. No he doesn't. It's a few dots and two lines. It's the laziest tattoos, G!Isaac has the Devil Forgemaster crest embedded in his skin and his tattoos actually have forms and complexity you can try to interpret. what is there to interpret in N!Isaac's dots and lines?? MORSE CODE?? IT MEANS "MEIIIE" JUST SO YOU KNOW)

So it's already insulting that they changed his design because "bohoo he too slutty and BDSM-y he wouldn't fit" (even though you just had to give him clothes or smth), but it's even worse now that they literally took a HUMAN OLD LADY character (that could have been fun to have fight, to change from all the young-looking people) and turn her not only into a VAMPIRE, but a vampire with PINK HAIR, PINK EYES, AND A BDSM OUTFIT. And why? Because it's hot I guess. :) There's no other reason. I mean I'll give NFCV the benefit of the doubt and say that maybe they'll give an explanation in-universe as to why she is the way she is (just like it was explained in-universe what happened to Isaac to make him look and act the way he does. But no N!Isaac fans care about that since they couldn't keep shitting on G!Isaac otherwise). But yeah, I don't have much hope. NFCV was never smart enough to have characterization as deep and complex as the games could have. In the best way I could describe it... it's literally so american. It REEKS of america and it's culture and it's own view on things such as religion and gender and sex and politics. Friendly reminder that CV is originally a japanese franchise. So ofc the non-japanese creators had to force their own culture on it (consciously or not).

But honestly it looks borderline sexist to me. NFCV forced a male character to conform to the american standard of masculinity, and sexualized and slutiffied a female character that did not have any sexy trait before (since it wasn't the point of her character). And thus for no apparent reason. And people are literally applauding them... what the fuck.

#NFCV literally have no originality. none. everything it gets applauded for the games or other medias did first and better.#i have yet to see ANY important female character in their show that is not a young/good-looking girlboss #even MARIA IS NO EXCEPTION.#SHE'S A SWEET LITTLE ANGEL WHO WANTS TO KICK THE BAD GUYS' ASSES #SHE HAS SUCH A CHILD-LIKE VIEW OF THE HORRIFIC WORLD SHE LIVES IN AND THAT'S WHAT MAKES HER SO LOVABLE #SHE IS SO OPTIMISTIC AND HEROIC AND NOT AS NAIVE AS SHE MIGHT LOOK BECAUSE SHE CAN STILL TELL WHEN THERE IS DANGER #SHE'S THE GIRL WHO WAS LIKE 'I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THAT I'M A CHILD' WHEN DRACULA TRIED TO DEBATE ABOUT GOOD AND EVIL WITH HER #AND THEN NFCV COMES AROUND AND MAKE HER CALL RICHTER A “WANKER”#i hate this show so much and I am so ashamed of the fact i ever liked it #nnnnngh ANYWAY............#i could go on and on about how much I despise the OG NFCV and everything i've seen of Nocturne this far #but I have to go to work. smh.#anti netflixvania

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darkyanderesworld · 4 months

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Blood and gold 2

Part 1 part 3

Tw: mentions of attempted kidnapping, blood, injury + spoilers

It has been a couple of weeks since I've joined sugimoto's group, and we're looking for more information again. This was the boring part as im not the best at talking, though it was better than staying in the woods all day. I was with shiraishi asking around brothels for people with weird tattoos, but no luck. I almost got snatched a few times by brothel owners, but Shiraishi was able to get me back. It was annoying, but I expected it, I never liked the area around brothels, and it was doubtful that the prisoners would actually go there. They'd get spotted quickly, but who knows, they may be stupid. I was a good distance away from Shiraishi as he looked at a higher end brothel.

Before he could enter, he was blocked by a tall man in a suit with an odd bump on his forehead. Shiraishi immediately started to run away with the man chasing him, leaving me behind. I didn't want to stand out, but I didn't want to be alone, so I jogged after them with my knife ready if needed. Though I quickly lost sight of them and couldn't find them. "Hopefully, shiraishi knows what he's doing...." I said to myself, worried as I started to look for him. While looking, I saw groups of soldiers. However, they didn't concern me much. Just something to keep in mind if I do get their attention, I could just play the 'I'm a dumb kid card.' Though I haven't been in this part of town so I was kinda lost. Hopefully, I don't get left behind. Soon, I heard gunfire followed by an explosion. What did shiraishi get into!? This time, I sprinted towards the noise, but by the time I got there, shiraishi was gone, and there were multiple soldiers around. I accidentally caught the attention of one who aimed his gut at me. "Stay right there! Why are you running?" I had to think of a lie quickly. "My brother was around here, so I wanted to to make sure he was alright." I said quickly as I looked around to back up my lie. "But he's not over here, so I'll look elsewhere...." I said quietly and left to find my way back to sugimoto and asirpa. It took a few hours, but I finally found tracks that looked like asirpa and sugimoto. "Hey (y/n)! Over here!"

I jumped but was glad to hear asirpa's voice, so I walked over. "I couldn't find anything, and me and shiraishi were separ-." But asirpa cut me off. "I know." Wait a minute, she already knew? That means shiraishi left me behind, that bastard. "Whare is sugimoto?" I asked, sounding very annoyed. "He's talking to shiraishi he looked and sounded pretty pissed." I was surprised that he was pissed off then again he could also be pissed off at me too. As we got closer to asirpa's village, we heard yelling we both heard yelling, so we ran to the and saw shiraishi cowering in fear as sugimoto was yelling. "How the hell did you lose her?! You had one job-" asirpa stopped his yelling. "Enough of that (y/n) is right here. no more fighting." Sugimoto looked over at me and smiled while walking to me. "Did you find anything?" He asked as he ruffled my hair a little bit, I didn't know how to react. I wasn't used to physical affection from anyone. "Nothing, but there were a lot of soldiers and a few explosions, but they didn't see me with shiraishi. So I can still go into public with no issues." Sugimoto glared at shiraishi again before talking. "We're going to the cost to help asirpa's uncle hunt whales. You will stay here with Genjirou Tanigaki." I looked confused, and he quickly noticed this and explained further. "Genjirou Tanigaki is someone asirpa insisted we save." I was still confused but just accepted it. I knew asirpa didn't want to kill anyone. Sugimoto then handed me a hand gun. "If he does anything threatening, use this." Sugimoto whispered to me.

I took it and put it in my pocket, I never liked guns, but if he thought I needed it, I'd take it. We then walked into a building where asirpa's Huci was, I felt awkward around her as I didn't know what she was saying, but she seemed nice. As I walked in, I saw a man on a stretcher who I assumed was tanigaki. He was injured, so he shouldn't be an issue for now. I stayed away from him as asirpa said goodbye to her Huci, I assumed that the others could tell that I was uncomfortable. They didn't want to bring me as they didn't want to put me in danger as the prisoner they were looking for was a ruthless killer, and they didn't want to risk it. So when I left, I just stayed around asirpa's Huci in silence, but osoma was running around, which brought some entertainment. So I waited around doing some chores to keep myself entertained and to pay them back for allowing me to stay. It was like this for a few days until Tanigaki could walk again, so I was never alone doing the chores. Though I was tense for a while , he showed that he wasn't really trying to betray anyone, so eventually I relaxed. We were gathering firewood, and we were walking back. "How did you meet my friends?" He seemed to want to avoid answering the question, but he eventually answered. "We met when I tried hunting asirpa's wolf after it mauled me." I nodded it would be understandable to attempt to get revenge. "Why are you trying to get the gold? You know this is very dangerous." He asked me, though I honestly don't know how to answer. While I want money It isn't the only thing I want. I just want company as I'm lonely as I don't have anyone even if I'm always in danger. "I just want a cut of the gold." I said half lying as we walked into the building asirpa's Huci was in. I had a bad feeling, but I didn't say anything. I entered and froze. Two soldiers were inside, and one of them had his hand of the old woman's shoulders massaging them. I recognized the soldier as the man who confronted me In town.

Though I don't think he remembers me and the other soldier was wearing a white cape thing with slicked back black hair with two scars on his cheeks. "Who are you two." I said, sounding a little scared. I made a little hand signal to make Tanigaki stop and not enter. They looked surprised to see me as if they expected someone else. "Why are you here? You don't look like an ainu." The man in the white cloak said. I stayed silent, not thinking about anything else to say, but I was pushed aside by Tanigaki. I was about to say something, but he cut me off. "(Y/n) please take osoma out of the room." I was a little too scared to move, but I eventually picked osoma up and moved to another room, and I covered his mouth so I could hear the conversation, which made him squirm. While it was muffled, I could hear the soldiers talk about Tanigaki absence and about how the other soldiers from his group were missing. Though osoma eventually got out of my grip and ran back to the room, I quickly got up to get him again, but the soldiers looked like they were leaving, so I stayed out of their way. But the man in the white cloak looked at me weird as he left. After a bit, Tanigaki started to get ready to leave. "Granny, I can't stay here. I have to go." He said to asirpa's Huci, I was a little bummed that Tanigaki needed to leave, but I understood. I was a little scared to be alone. Maybe I'll try to convince him to allow me to follow. It would be safer so sugimoto wouldn't abandon me. osoma could tell that we were going to leave he started to cry, and Huci looked a little sad too. And osoma clinged onto Tanigaki, and I tried to pull him off. As I was doing this me and Tanigaki I got grazed by a bullet, I yelped in pain as Tanigaki got Huci down out of view. I was holding back tears as Huci bandaged my wound, I really needed to build up a pain tolerance. I was trying to keep myself calm as Tanigaki closed the windows to throw off the sniper and then threw out some burning bags to make a smoke screen. Huci cut out a hole in the wall so Tanigaki and hopefully me can escape. "Tanigaki, you need to let me come with you. If I don't, they may come back for me as they may know I'm working with sugimoto." I said pleading, and before he could agree, osoma came back in with a wrapped gun. "Fine, but stay close." He said quickly as he went through the hole and waited for me to follow, then we ran to the woods. I felt dread going through the woods wondering if I would get shot, but all I could do was wait for Tanigaki to give me orders. So we can both make it out alive.

#platonic #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #golden kamuy

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mamgt · 8 months

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Vertigo

Chapter 4: All Good Things

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Yoongi hears nothing but the ringing in his ears and feels nothing but the fingers clutching the hairs at the back of his neck.

Slowly, other sounds come into his consciousness. One by one. Like someone is pressing one piano key at a time. One layer of sound at a time. He starts to hear the beat of his heart which sounds like a beat of a drum. A beat. A song. He holds on to it, hopes it doesn’t go away in the same instant that his lips disconnect from the other’s lips. The lack of contact makes him feel cold and he realizes his body is hot. It startles him to open his eyes and faces a boy who looks like an angel. Up close, Yoongi can see he has freckles and the canvas, his cheeks were burning red, the same color as his swollen lips.

How long have they’ve been kissing? Who pulled away first?

Yoongi can still hear the sounds, the ringing, the beats, and a melody. He wants to hold on to it even as Jimin, at least that’s what he think the boy’s name is, is taken away by Taehyung and he can vaguely hear his cousin say something along the lines of congratulating Jimin and now he’s ready to go kiss other people.

Yoongi doesn’t waste anymore time he doesn’t have. He runs to the bar where he last saw Seokjin overseeing the bartending and finds he’s no longer there. He asks the tattooed barista named Lisa where he had gone and she points to the direction of the back room. Yoongi quickly turns and squeezes himself between bodies. He has to be fast. He’s scared it’ll slip away if he doesn’t get to his studio now. He’s not about to lose something else again.

He sighs in relief when he finds him fixing the stock at the back room.

“Hyung!” Yoongi says a little too loud and a little more out of breath than he thinks he should be.

Seokjin startles, “Yah! Don’t do that!” He clutches his chest.

“I gotta go. But good…good job on the bar.” Yoongi puts up two thumbs up and press them forward hoping it’s enough. Seokjin just looks at him surprised with his mouth open. When he continues to be silent, Yoongi moves to hug him and then runs off shouting, “Proud of you, hyung!”

꩜꩜꩜

Jimin is being pulled away and he think he’s being spoken too but the world somehow sounds like how it does when you’re underwater. Everything’s too fuzzy, water in your ears, blurbs of sounds. Taehyung shakes him but the corners around Taehyung are still blurred but if he leans closer to Jimin he comes into focus but only for the briefest second.

“Jimin-ah! You ready to kiss the next guy?” is what Jimin hears but in actuality Taehyung says he’s ready to kiss another guy and they should starting scouting out for the next one. Jimin barely processes the next minutes of his life. He had been sitting down the whole night downing shots one after the other and now the consequences of his actions are shooting up into his brain, flowing through his bloodstream. He’s sure he goes around the bar and somehow kisses another person, and then another, and it’s all just melting into one scene after the other. He can’t really tell if its Taehyung’s doing egging him on or he’s brain has just completely shut off and it’s his body on the driver seat controlling everything.

It keeps getting worse. At first it was just looked like there were blurry borders on his vision and then the blurriness creeps up to takeover most of his view and then moments skip. He feels hands on him, chests, someone hugging him from behind. Someone hugging him from the front. Lips. Lots of lips. He doesn’t know who’s but he knows for sure it’s nothing like the first one. With the first guy who Jimin said had a permanent scowl but in the millisecond after they had kissed his facial features were relaxed, his whole facing smoothing out and he looked almost fragile. Like he was made of porcelain.

He reaches in his mind for his name and that’s the last thought he has before he passes out.

꩜꩜꩜

Best believe Yoongi met his deadline with flying colors (thought literally a second to spare and only because his internet chose the dramatic route and uploaded his music file a little too slowly.

Not even a few minutes later the project manager of the EP sends him messages of how good it was and it could actually be the first single to launch the debut but Yoongi doesn’t have time for praise because he was still bursting with ideas. Even though he’s met his deadline, he still feels like he’s running out of time. Like at any moment the ideas would leave and he had to grab at it.

Honestly, he doesn’t really care for what other people’s opinions are about him and his work, whether he sent it on time or not, if they liked it or not. He knows it’s good and yeah, sometimes music takes time. Art takes time. But the only pressure he ever concedes to is the one that he has made for himself. Right now, he feels like he has to keep going, push himself, chase the high of creativity. But it doesn’t feel like the same taxing work ethic he had when he was purging his love lost. This time around, he feels like he’s fifteen again, when the first spark of passion came to life and he knew wanted to do this for the rest of his life.

It feels familiar but also somehow different. Like when you go back to your childhood and you know these rooms, know the details of your house but it something feels off. And he knows that it’s because what triggered it now is different from what triggered it then but he doesn’t ruminate on it too long. He doesn’t think it matters. As long as he can put everything he has on his mind on the computer, on notes, on layers of sounds.

He works all throughout at the night, unbeknownst to him that the sun has crept on him. He doesn’t have windows in his studio so he doesn’t know that its rays had start to stretch out on his neighbors and has bathed his own home. He can only tell that to some extent time is passing because his butt would hurt and he would have to alternate from standing and sitting but his fingers never left his computer nor his devices, always clicking away or tinkering over something.

It’s almost five in the afternoon when he comes up to breathe. Satisfied with his hard work. He sends out the songs to project manager and immediately walks towards his bedroom to crash. Ignoring the sun. Ignoring that it’s about to set as he falls asleep. Unconscious and completely unaware that all of his songs were love songs.

꩜꩜꩜

Jimin’s never thought of himself lucky. Grateful, yes. Lucky, no.

He’s a firm believer that everything he wants, he has to work hard for. But it seems that he was wrong. He’s very lucky even when he feels like he doesn’t deserve it.

For one, how does one pass out in a bar, in front of people you barely know and kiss god knows how many people (Taehyung said five and a half, whatever that means) and comes out completely unscathed? Apparently, Jimin was “light” enough to be bridal-style-carried by Namjoon into a cab with Taehyung tagging along. They successfully got a slightly conscious Jimin to tell them the passcode of his apartment and got him safely to bed.

Upon waking up, he sees texts from them asking how he was doing and even sending him tips to handle his hangover. He finds that they even him left him some medicines on his bedside table. He should feel like he just committed social suicide but the warmth in his chest takes over. He sends both of them his thanks and deepest apologies. Immediately, they reply that it was no problem.

Second, as Jimin waits for the hangover to hit him, it doesn’t. He feels light headed but after drinking water and eating some ramyeon, he feels much better. He walks around his apartment, which isn’t big to begin with wondering what he had done right last night to not have had a hangover. Wonders if it was the lunch he and Taehyung ate. But he doesn’t think there was anything special about it. He doesn’t get far in his thoughts when he hears the doorbell.

He walks towards the kitchen first and grabs his phone, checking if maybe it was Taehyung but there weren’t any new messages from him. He walks towards the door and looks through the peep hole and sees another eye. Jimin shakes his head and opens the door.

“Hello!” The man in front of him smiles brightly, greeting him in Korean. He looked like he was bursting in energy and had already five cups of coffee. Jimin greets him back and bows.

“It’s me, Jimin-ssi!”

“Ah! My landlord? Hoseok, right?” Jimin vaguely remembers that he had searched up Jung Hoseok, any social media presence just to make sure he wasn’t getting scammed on the apartment. What he remembers distinctly that his landlord did have a very strong social media presence in that he loved capturing almost anything even if it wasn’t photogenic. No matter, it seemed to be what the kids did nowadays, posting unattractive photos and slightly blurred ones but with Hoseok, he added glitter stickers or gifs. It was pretty endearing.

“Yes! But you can call me Hobi hyung. Do you know what hyung is?”

“Ah yes,” Jimin laughs. Hobi’s energy was infectious and he can’t help but smile. “There’s actually a word for it in Filipino.”

“Oh I know that one! Kuya, correct?” This was one of the reasons why Jimin gravitated towards Hoseok. He was familiar with foreigners because he often rented out the very same apartment Jimin was currently staying in.

Jimin nods shyly and observes that Hoseok was carrying a basket filled with fruits. The latter follows his gaze.

“Oh these are for you!” He holds them out.

“Thank you.” Jimin says again shyly and bows. “Would you like to come in?”

“Ah no, it’s fine. I don’t want to intrude.”

“You’re not,” Jimin laughs, “it’s your apartment!”

“Oh…Jimin-ssi, it’s your apartment.”

“Well then, I’m in inviting you in.”

Hobi looks surprised and Jimin doesn’t know why. It’s the least he can do. The apartment may be small but it was fully furnished for a price that wasn’t too steep. He even noticed that the cupboards were filled with colorful mugs and dishes, and that there was already some laundry detergent and dishwashing soap. There was also extra bed coverings and pillow cases. The apartment also came with wi-fi. Jimin’s sure Hobi didn’t need to do all of those.

“Jimin-ssi, can I tell you something? I hope it’s not offensive.”

Jimin puts down the basket on the kitchen counter and sniffs himself briefly. He did take a shower but he’s not sure if he scrubbed all of last night’s smell.

“Sure, hyung.”

Hobi beams at this. Jimin’s not sure if it’s because Jimin allowed him to continue talking or it was because he had called him hyung. Jimin gestures for him to sit on the couch and he does. Jimin decided to sit opposite to him on the small dining area where a round table is situated with two chairs.

“You said you haven’t been here in what sixteen? Seventeen years?”

“Yeah, seventeen.”

“But you’re Korean is still pretty good. You’ve been talking to me in Korean this whole time and I actually wouldn’t have remembered that you haven’t always lived her if I wasn’t so used to having foreigners renting this apartment. It’s kind of…” Hobi moves his hands around while looking up.

“Weird?” Jimin supplies.

“Nice, actually. It’s pretty cool.” Hobi smiles at him brightly again and Jimin realizes he’s like sunshine in human form.

“Oh..” Jimin blushes, “thank you.” He bows again. “I guess, I’ve been picking it up the more I stay here. It’s like…it’s coming back to me but I think I’m still going to struggle with my classes. I need to buy some language books and really study it.”

“Have you been around? I think there’s a bookstore nearby…”

Jimin scratches his head, “I’ve actually been too scared to go around a-”

“Oh! You should’ve told me! I can go around with you!” Hobi stands abruptly.

“What? Now?” Jimin also moved to slowly stand up.

“Yeah, if you want? I have nothing else planned today. And I can show you around the cafe too, and other places like the grocery and convenience store nearby, there’s also like a place where you can rent bikes. Have you gotten a metro card?”

Jimin shakes his head.

“Oh you poor thing. Well, hyung’s here. Let’s go, Jimin-ssi!”

Yes, Jimin thinks. He’s definitely very lucky.

[Next Chapter]

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little-mouse-gardens · 2 years

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Fictober "I don't think this is your problem"

Fictober

fanfiction - Tokyo revengers

Oc's - Reyna, kalama, Dao, Marisol

@fictober-event-prompt "I don't think this is your problem"

note - based on my day 3 one-shot

warning this an angsty one-shot, but there are bits of fluff sprinkled in

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"I don't think this is your problem"

"I know" Hanma hissed, clenching his teeth as she rubbed antiseptic into some his cuts "but you should have been there to see the look on their face-SHIT" he yelped "babe that hurt, be a little more careful"

"sorry" she muttered; her brows furrowed as she applied another bandage

Reyna was still a bit pissed at him for picking a fight with the Tokyo Manji gang, her friends and the people her younger sisters were dating.

unfortunately, she couldn't do nothing about that. it was between the two gangs, not them.

however, the thing that he did that managed to keep her pissed at him, was today's incident.

she was chilling on her family's apartment balcony.

just listening to music and sketching out the tattoos she and Hanma were going to get, when her sisters came into the house slamming the front door behind them

The 16-year-old came into the living room to find her 15-year-old little sister crying her eyes out on the couch with her.

her purse was tossed across the room along with her phone.

Reyna's other two sisters, 15-year-old Marisol and 14-year-old Dao, were equally upset and pissed.

this made Reyna panic and mentally prepared herself to go ahead and beat the shit out

eventually when all of them were coherent enough to explain what was wrong with her.

Kalama's answers practically sent Reyna rushing to her room, with her sisters trying to stop her, to get her shoes and brass knuckles in preparation to beat the living tar out of somebody.

according to her sister.

apparently Baji had left toman and joined Valhalla saying that he delcared himself and enemy of toman.

he then proceeded beat up chifuyu in order to get in

and, as if it couldn't get any worse, hanama was declaring that on October 31st they were going to fight toman.

The worst part of it was the fact she couldn't even go off on Baji or Hanma because she was too busy taking care of her sisters and making sure they were okay.

her anger, resentment and disappointment had been stewing within her for hours. the anger she felt when she saw the pain on her sister's face.

the rage she felt towards hanama for pulling this shit

the hurt she felt that Hanma would make Baji beat up his own friend.

all of those feelings were just simmering. bubbling and boiling inside her like a volcano ready to explode.

she had been sitting in her room just staring up at her ceiling for the past few hours after everyone were asleep and her mom went out to another gang meeting.

a few minutes before she decided to go to bed for the night, she heard all too familiar sound of pebbles being thrown at the bay window.

lo and behold there was hanama. bruised and cut up with shit eating grin she loved and hated so much.

she helped up into her room and after grabbing a spare change of clothes, she sat him down and had started tending to his wounds.

fighting the urge to just lose her shit on her own boyfriend for dragging her siblings into this mess.

"You alright bab-"

"yes" she snapped, bandaging the last of his scrapes "I'm fine"

hanama was

"Sheesh, what's got you upset?" he teased, a playful glint in his eye as he twirled a piece of her red hair, giving a quick peck on the lips

"Sorry I wasn't able to call today, got a little busy with-"

he paused when he heard Reyna chuckle from the bathroom

"What are you laughing at baby?"

"Oh, nothing baby" Reyna replied sweetly.

way too sweet for hanama not to be nervous.

"Just the fact that you didn't bother to call me because you were so Busy letting my sister's boyfriend into your gang and having him beat the shit out of his own friend as initiation?" she laughed, shutting the bathroom door behind her.

she stood in the doorway of the bathroom in her pj's and a look in her eyes that just spelled 'I am beyond pissed at so you better have a great excuse of why i should not kick you out the same window you came in by'

"Am I right? is that what you were doing today jackass?"

hanama just froze at his girlfriend's words. clearly shocked and surprised that she even knew this information at all.

multiple questions racing through his mind as he tried to figure out how she could have known the

slowly, his shock then turned to anger and panic. furious at whoever told her this happened.

"Who. the. hell. told. you. that?" he asked, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists

"Um sir!? Why the hell does that matter?" she asked, arms crossed and her voice dripping with venom and sarcasm

"You don't need to know how i found out about this, because the only thing you should be worrying about right now is whether or not you leave this house with a broken nose and a broken heart"

hanama flinched at the shift her voice.

the pure rage and aggression in her reddish-brown eyes reminding him of how close he was to the fire that would either burn or completely incinerate him.

which he loved and feared all at the same time.

"Baby it's not that big of a deal-" he replied, Reyna cutting him off before he could finish the rest of the Scentence

"Excuse me!? yes, it is a big deal and don't you dare try to act like it's not!"

hanama huffed

"I don't know why your so upset about this?!" he replied, catching the pillow and blanket she threw at him "you said you didn't want to get involved in Valhalla so why are you pissed off about it?"

"I didn't!" she snapped back, turning around to face him

"But that changed when you and the fucking bastard your friends with dragged my sisters into this mess!"

silence filled the room.

the words echoing through the house as the two teenagers faced one another.

though it took hanama a second to register what he was seeing on Reyna's face, the uncaring adrenaline hungry delinquent's frustration faded into guilt when he saw the hurt on her face

"My sisters came home bawling their eyes out! I had to just sit there and hold them, and I felt so goddam helpless because I can't do anything to fix this shit! you have no clue how much it hurt me so fucking bad to see my sisters hurting like that!" she cried, face reddening as she walked up to him

"I don't ask much of you Shuji. all I ask is that you leave my baby sisters out of this shit...God Damit that's not too much to ask right?"

The moment a tear slipped down her cheek. she felt a familiar pair wrap around her and pull her into an all too familiar embrace.

an embrace she desperately wanted to pull away from.

"I'm so sorry baby" he murmured, rubbing her back as she ultimately gave in and allowed him to hold her in his arms

"i didn't mean for it to happen. it was shitty thing to do, and you've got every right to be angry for it...." he said, his golden eyes softening as he looked at her

"But I'm going to make it up to you....i do promise to try and leave your sisters out of this from now on..."

Hanma Shuji. an uncaring, adrenaline craving delinquent who was stubborn with lack of impulse control that caused way too many close calls and way too many nights of her waiting by the phone with her mom to see if something happened to him.

Reyna loved him.

she hated herself for it, but she loved this idiot.

loved that soft side of him she only got to see. loved that shit eating grin he'd give her when he did something crazy for her. loved that he'd put with her just as much as she put up with his shenanigans.

she just wished he'd looked before he leaped into descions. wished he'd know who was using him and who wasn't.

wished he didn't bring so much drama into her and her sister's lives.

it hurt, but she just couldn't forgive him yet.

not after seeing her sisters devastated faces. not after the whole incident.

his apology was a good start though.

however only time would tell whether or not he would uphold that promise.

"I can't say i forgive you yet Shuji" she sighed, grabbing the pillow and blanket from the floor and placing it on her own bed.

signaling that he would at least be allowed to sleep next to her

"but..it's a good start though..."

who knew that was way too good to be true

as twenty-eight-year-old Reyna stood out on the balcony overlooking the city below, her twelve-year-old son Noboru coming out to sit with her as she stared at the night sky.

"Hey mom?" he asked, sitting across from her "can I ask you something?"

"Sure honey" she replied, sitting up in the lawn chair "what is it?"

Noboru seemed hesitant for a moment. almost reluctant to show his mom what was sitting in his hands before handing the opened flip phone.

"Is that you and...my dad?"

looking at the picture of her and hanama when they were younger caused a wave of nostalgia to wash over her.

remembering all the sadness and happiness she felt with him.

moments where they laughed, cried and fought with one another replayed in her head as she looked down at the picture.

"...yeah...that's me and him..." she replied, reddish brown eyes softening at the two of them smiling "that's back in two thousand five. just a few years before I had you. this is when he took me to the beach to test out the phone, he got me"

her sons face brightened, sitting up in his chair as he leaned over to look at more of the pictures.

"Awesome! was he really in a gang back then!? was he in gang when i was born!?"

"Well yes and no" Reyna laughed, flipping through the pictures "your dad left his gang when we got to our second year of high school but by the time, I finished high school and moved..he got back into the business..."

The memories of her mom and sisters holding her with a positive pregnancy test in hand with moving boxes surrounding her replayed over and over in her mind as she looked at the last picture on the phone with hanama.

Their happy smiles paining her as she handed the phone back to her son. who clearly noticed the look on her face and the shift in her voice.

"After we moved. I wasn't able to get ahold of you dad anymore. I didn't get to tell him he was going to be a dad...or that i was leaving in the first place"

there was brief moment of silence before her son responded

"Do you miss him?"

Reyna didn't know to respond to that exactly.

yes, she did miss him.

she misses what they could have had. miss what they had together. the laughter. the love. running through the streets and cuddling when the nights got too cold. the love they shared

however, she also didn't miss him.

a part of her resented him for all the damage he caused her and her sisters.

for half her friends being gone because of the descions he made.

for not even bothering to call her when she gave birth to their son, scared or not their son had a right to know his dad.

but there was nothing she could do about it now. even if she wanted to go back and change things, she couldn't, so why waste her breath on it.

the only thing that mattered to her was what she had now.

"Not much..." she replied, knowing she was lying to herself deep down "I loved your dad, but I don't think it would have worked out between us in the end. we just weren't on the same page, if you know what i mean?"

Noboru seemed content with that answer. leaning over to give his mom a big hug before heading off to bed

"Night mom! love Ya!" he said "promise to wake me up early?"

Reyna chuckled and nodded "love you too kiddo! goodnight!"

the moment she heard her son shut his bedroom door.

all she could think about was the pictures on the flip phone.

shaking her head with anger and sadness as she looked down at a picture of them at the beach.

the tattoos on their hands lined up to spell 'sin. punishment' and 'forgiveness. reward'

"hanama..you are such a lying jackass" she scoffed, wiping a tear from her eye as she looked down at the photo, her young smiling face filled with love for a boy who she would also end up despising

"You promised me you'd make it up to me"

#fictober22 #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers oc #fanfiction #yeahhh he didn't really keep that promise #girl has been through the some stuff and when she has to go back and relive those events when they time leap #its alot for her to handle

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cardansriddle · 2 years

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could u do a tom riddle soulmate au! with a shy anxious hufflepuff and he’s like whipped over her

Faded ink of the fated- Tom Riddle.

part 2

PROMPT LIST

Warnings: None.

A/N: Here you go with the soulmate au. I know the ending is a bit unclear so it is up for your own interpretation. I intended it to be a happy ending and thought it is best to end it at that. Tom might be a tiny bit ooc. ( As I’ve said I don’t really like soft tom but whatever.) Let me know what you think of this piece and if you want a part 2.

The universe was a strange little thing.

Well, perhaps not so little, since it was vast beyond imagination, but it most definitely was bizarre.

In all of its greatness and glory, it challenged you with a task that seemed almost impossible to fulfil—finding your soulmate.

You had always wondered how you were supposed to find the person that the stars had destined to be yours. The world was unimaginably big and the chances of you bumping into your soulmate were indeed close to nothing. Throughout your life, you had only seen a handful of people who had met their destiny, their soulmate, and had been able to intertwine their lives. Those who were not so fortunate had decided to settle down and fall in love with another, impatient and tired from waiting for their intended.

The delicate tattoo engraved on your wrist had always scared you more than it fascinated you. The picture was of a skull of a snake with its mouth wide open, looking as if it was devouring a flower. It did not make sense to you. How would a snake eating a flower relate to your soulmate? So after years of contemplation, you came to the conclusion that perhaps whoever was your soulmate would corrupt you and feed on your energy until you were nothing but a hollow shell.

A bold prediction.

One you hoped was wrong.

But as you sat in your usual seat during Divination, staring at your slightly faded ink covered flesh instead of the useless teacup, you could not help but feel a sense of deep longing for your destined person.

"If you keep staring at it any longer you might lose your mind," Alina whispered from next to you, having noticed your distraction. "For the love of Merlin, finish this assignment so we can leave. If I hear Professor Mistleswit drone on about leaves and teas any longer, I am afraid I will go bananas."

You chuckled at her words and finally tore your eyes away from the familiar tattoo. "And I am afraid if I force myself to look at this teacup any longer, I will throw up. What is that stench anyway?"

Alina shrugged before huffing. "This is such a useless class. Even Tom Riddle is bored to tears. Look." She pointed discreetly at the boy sitting a few seats away. You followed her gaze and saw Riddle half-heartedly noting something down on his parchment, his slender fingers moving the quill carefully and expertly. His hair was held neatly in place, save for a few strands that fell onto his eyes and you stared as his other hand went to brush his hair back, fingers sliding through luscious locks smoothly. Though you could tell he was bored by the slight clench of his defined jaw and the way he would throw glances at the clock.

He was truly a fascinating sight.

As if noticing your burning stare, he lifted his head and his eyes found yours and the eye contact knocked the breath out of your lungs. You did not miss the slight narrowing of his eyes or the way he tilted his head while continuing to look at you until you could no longer bear it. You looked away, heat flooding to your cheeks as you realised he had caught you openly staring at him.

Way to go.

"Why are you blushing?" Alina suddenly nudged you, her tone filled with suspicion as she regarded you.

"I am not blushing." You denied.

"Yes, you are."

"No."

She scoffed and was about to berate you further when the bell chimed loudly, announcing the end of your misery. You mentally thanked the gods and quickly shot up from your place, shoving your stuff into your bag before making for the door at a hurried pace.

You were almost out the door when Alina shrieked. "Hey! Come back here!"

You turned around to smirk at her, however you crashed into a chest instead. Hands wrapped around your arms to hold you in place and you quickly tried to pull away apologetically. "Oof. Sorry" You muttered as you glanced up at your victim and instantly froze.

Holy spit of Merlin.

You had crashed into Tom motherfucking Riddle.

You swallowed nervously, very aware of your heart that was now beating a hundred miles per minute and you hoped it would not break your ribcage with its unrelenting force.

Riddle's gaze was locked on you, his face blank.

"Sorry, Tom. I uh didn't see you there." You apologised once more and tried to smile gently at him but failed miserably. He did not utter a word and instead continued to look at you with an expression you could not decipher. You were painfully aware of his hands that were still around your arms and when you glanced down at them, he quickly withdrew his hands as if they were on fire and you found yourself strangely disappointed at the loss of contact.

What was wrong with you?

And Merlin, did you call him Tom? Since when did you assume you were on first name basis?

Your cheeks reddened even more. "Uh, I'll just go then." You said somehow pathetically before turning around and bolting out of the classroom.

Strings of colourful curses left your mouth as you rushed away from the scene, embarrassed. First, he had caught you staring unabashedly at him and then you had bumped into him before stumbling over your words like a fool.

Anxiousness overcome your senses as you pondered what he would think of you now. You did not even know why his opinion mattered so suddenly, but at that moment Tom Marvolo Riddle was all that consumed your head. It was as if he was suddenly the centre of all your thoughts.

You put your hand over your heart and willed yourself to forget about the wizard. Even if your efforts were in vain.

━━━━━━༻♛༺━━━━━━

Sat between two of your closest friends, you could not help but emit a groan as Alina started telling your companions around you about the incident that happened in Divination. You huffed and rolled your eyes to express your displeasure, well aware that you were perhaps being a tad bit childish and that it would not stop your friend from retelling the apparently amusing story.

Why was bumping into Riddle such a big deal anyway? You were sure you were not the first one.

"You are aware that he stared at me as if I was a nuisance, right? He did not even say anything after I apologised like a hundred tim—" You tried to say only to be cut off by Alina continuing her story.

"—and then he put his arms around her to catch her. Ah, such a gentleman!" She cooed dreamily, putting her chin on her palm as she sighed. "He is such a charmer."

You could only frown at her exaggeration. "Well, I do not think he is that charming. In fact, I think he is arrogant and pretentious and not at all kind." You expressed your opinion sourly, crossing your arms in front of your chest and glaring at your friends who had...bewildered and panicked expressions. Your brows furrowed in confusion.

"Ahem." A voice sounded from behind you, causing your whole body to still and horror to wash over you. "I do hope I am not the subject of your disdain."

You slowly turned around in your seat and were greeted with the sight of Tom Riddle standing right in front of you with a raised brow. To make the situation worse, it seemed the whole Great Hall was sneaking glances in your direction since it was not every day that Riddle approached a table that was not of his own house.

You could only stare at him with mouth slightly agape and he seemed to be amused by your inability to say anything.

"How..how can I help you, Riddle?" You finally managed to ask and silently cursed yourself for stammering breathlessly while talking.

The corner of his mouth tilted upwards for the tiniest bit, and had you not been staring so intensely at him, you would have surely missed it. "You dropped this earlier today when we...encountered each other."

You glanced at the item he was holding in his hand, and sure enough, he was holding your book in his hand. You glanced back up at him through your lashes before gently grabbing the book and Merlin— your fingers accidentally grazed his, lingered for a second too long before you finally pulled it away. Yet you did not break eye contact all throughout the process.

"Thank you." You breathed out, at last, allowing a small smile to grace your lips. He merely nodded at you before departing with hurried steps, yet all you could do was stare after him in a daze.

"Merlin's beard! That was so romantic! I am truly jealous of you now that you managed to catch Riddle's attention." Layla whispered from next to you. Rolling your eyes, you looked back at the book now clutched tightly in your grasp and a small voice inside of your head urged you to open it. So you did and came across a small piece of parchment in between the pages. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, you flipped the paper and read the words written in elegant handwriting, which was no doubt Tom's.

'Astronomy Tower. Midnight.'

That was all that was written. You lifted your head to look towards the Slytherin table and was startled to see Tom's eyes already watching your movements carefully. You nodded once, to confirm that you would be there, and seemingly satisfied, he looked away with a small pleased smirk.

Throughout the whole day, you could not help but wonder why in the name of Helga he would want to meet with you. Not to mention at such an ungodly hour.

You kept wondering even as you climbed the never-ending stairs. Your stomach kept churning nervously, and anxiety started gnawing on your mind relentlessly. You placed a hand over your chest to calm your rapid heartbeat, yet your efforts were futile.

"You came." His voice sounded behind you once you stepped onto the tower, startling you and causing you to let out an embarrassing squeak. His lips twitched as he held back a smirk.

"Hi, Tom." You greeted quietly, before mentally berating yourself. Did you sound stupid? You desperately hoped not.

"Hello." He replied amusedly.

You took a moment to take in his appearance, noting that he was still wearing his robes and his dark hair was kept perfectly in place.

"Why did you want to meet me?"

His eyes left yours and you continued to watch him as he faced the sky and stared ahead. His fingers wrapped around the railing, clenching around it. Tom's composure crumbled the tiniest bit, enough for you to detect his hesitation. Was he nervous?

"May I...see your soulmate mark?" He voiced out quietly, still not daring to look at your face, and it was right at that moment when everything clicked in your head.

You cleared your throat. "Only if you let me see yours."

His spine straightened as he finally turned to look at you, and you stood rooted in your place as he stalked towards you with unhurried strides until he was standing in front of you.

"I do not have one," Tom whispered bitterly into the cold air between you. Your brows furrowed in confusion while your heart ached for him, for how could fate be so cruel to him? To give everyone a life-mate and leave him without one was a vicious punishment. What you did not know, however, was that the wizard in front of you had partially lied. It was true that at the moment he did not have the mark, yet he once had possessed it. Before he had split his soul while on a quest for immortality. And it had come with a price. To lose one's soul would surely result in losing their soulmate.

But despite that, Tom knew, he had always known it was you who was his soulmate. He had spent his days in the shadowed corners of the hallway watching you, made sure to know every little thing about you because he felt it in his bones that you were his destiny. Yet it was when you bumped into him that he knew certainly that you were his.

Slowly, he raised your sleeve to reveal the skin that bore the mark and his eyes fell upon the faded ink that tainted your skin. You helt him catch his breath and hold it as his eyes took in the sight. "It is fading." He stated, jaw clenching with what you assumed was anger. Perhaps even confusion. You could not read his emotions.

"I do not know why it is fading. It started around a few months ago." You confessed.

He swallowed the invisible lump in his throat. "Mine disappeared around the same time." Then as if ashamed, he hung his head low and shook it slowly. You could not help but wish you could read his mind so you would know what he was thinking. Your own thoughts were a jumbled mess, and you had more questions that answers about the whole situation.

You were about to ask him, but he lifted his head. The hand that was previosuly holding your sleeve slid down your arm to interlace with your fingers, while his other hand went to cup your cheek. You felt something churning in your stomach pleasantly at the sudden affectionate touches.

"Would you..." He cut himself off, and you wondered if you were imagining the sea of emotions that were swimming in his eyes. "Would you believe me if I said you are destined for me?"

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Moments in-between

Description: HC's of aot characters that are all kinda madly in love with y/n, if only just in different ways. Aspects of Modern au.

Character(s): Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Marco, Sasha, Connie, Historia, Ymir, Annie, Reiner, Bertholdt, Levi, Erwin, Hanje

POV: 2nd, 3rd

Warning(s):

A/n: I know I said that I was ending my aot works but after the last episode's intense trauma I need some home groan therapy. Also please don't make fun of me for misspelling both Bertolt and Hange's names continually. Enjoy

Word Count: x

Song: lmao listen to everywhere I go by Hollywood undead.

*none of the gifs used are mine, full credit goes to the maker.

Y/n invites the AOT gang to a party.

You looked around for your friends, having foolish lost track of the chaotic group after you paused to hang your coat up. You warned them all to remain close, these college parties tended to get a little wild for your liking, but of course, they were all too stubborn.

"Hey you! I already said that we weren't playing Lady Gaga here!" Your ears prickled, and you turned, seeing Hanje at the DJ's box. You quirked a brow but made a mental note of where she was for later.

You moved on, searching for the rest of your friends. You opened the door to a bathroom, finding several girls hunched over, puking into the toilet, sink, and tub. Erwin was standing in the midst of the chaos, holding their hair as they drunkenly emptied their guts.

"Erwin? We've been here five minutes!" Erwin looked up at your newfound appearance. "Y/n! Quick, I think something in their drinks made them sick, you need to warn the other people at this party!" You met his blue eyes, "What?" He made a motion with his right hand, accidentally tugging on a girl's hair and bobbing her head. "Hey!" She squeaked before puking again. "Hurry, Y/l/n! They may not have much time left."

You rolled your eyes. "Erwin, they're drunk, not suffering from food poisoning." He looked down at the girls. "Really?" You sighed.

Later, you came upon Levi, who had been keeping a practiced eye on Hanje and other various members of your friend group. He had designated himself the designated driver of the group, which was admirable but you made sure not too drink too much either, knowing that there was no way Levi could possibly deal with all of you being wasted.

Reiner had challenged Annie to a drinking game, and was in the midst of losing miserably, whilst Bertholdt silently cleaned up the mess that Reiner and Annie created with their squashed beer cans.

You also found ymir and Historia cheerfully dancing to Poker face, and you marveled at the way the two seemed to be in their own world. You smiled, at the red that dusted ymir's cheeks and at Historia's hand on her cheek. A crash from the kitchen behind you caused you to cringe and jump slightly, before you rushed in.

Not unsurprisingly you found Connie and Sasha at the epicenter of the chaos. Neither were drunk but both were still idiots. A broken dish and what had been cheese fries was on the floor at their feet. "Hey! What'd I say about getting into their food?" You pointed threateningly at the duo. "If we do it don't get caught?" Sasha had a fry in her mouth and big eyes. "Clean this up, I'll go get Levi." "Oh, no don't get Levi!" Connie whined, waving his hands dramatically. "I'm getting him!"

Marco and Armin had found a old monopoly game and had sat down to play it in the dinning room of the house. You found it especially funny at the amount of girls the two had unwittingly attracted, who sat down to play with them.

"Y/n!" You perked up and turned, careful to not spill your drink. Jean smiled at you, his eyes the tiniest bit lidded. "Care for a dance?" You had actually been expecting this, since Jean's flirtiness doubled with the mix of alcohol. "You look hot, y/n!" He gently wrapped his hands around you as the two of you slid onto the dance floor. You laughed, enjoying Jean's wild dance moves. Finally he popped into a Russian dig, "hype me up best friend!" He called, and you whooped until he ran right into Eren.

"You drunk idiot! Hello, Y/n!" Eren glared at Jean, but smiled at you. "Look at this drink I made! It was clear but now it's brown!" Before you could respond, Jean hopped up. "y/n doesn't care about your shit drink!" You sighed as the two began arguing, which slowly developed into a tense dance battle between the two men.

Mikasa had been with Eren, you guessed most likely protectively watching over him. She watched with you, before you smirked and outstretched your hand. Mikasa took it, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

In the soft glow of a living room, you and Mikasa danced together to an old 80's tune, the rest of your friends giving elsewhere. It was a nice party.

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Y/n wears a skimpy outfit

You smiled at yourself in the mirror, tugging gently on your new top. Oftentimes you found it hard to truly appreciate your body, but the corseted top made you feel like a definite hot girl. You wore long black shoes, tight leather pants, dark jewelry. You just looked ready to step on some bitches.

You exited your room, and grabbed your purse, ready to head out with your girls. Eren was sitting on your coach, playing some video game. "Hey we'll be heading out soon so I left some numbers to order pizza for when you get hungry." You turned, digging in your purse for your keys. "Y/n, I'm not a child! I can take care of- holy shit, y/n!" You turned, Eren had dropped his controller, no longer focused on his game. "You can't go out like that! There are men out there!" You smiled and pulled out ur taser, flashing it a couple times. "I know."

Mikasa exited her room from the same hall, entering the living room. "Y/n, you look nice." You smiled and put your taser up. "thanks Mikasa!" "Wait, Mikasa you're going out too?" Eren stood up. "it's girls night out, Eren." You rolled your eyes. "but I wanna go too!" Mikasa opened her mouth but you beat her to it. "No."

The front door opened and Armin entered, his blonde hair flittering in his eyes. "Hey; Eren, Mikasa, and..." A blush erupted onto his cheeks. "Y/n!" His blues casted panicked glances around the room as if he wasn't sure he should make direct eye contact with you.

Eren pointed to his flustered friend. "See!" Again you rolled your eyes. "You look v-very nice, y/n." Armin mumbled before he sat down. "Thanks, sweetie." Armin's face reddened.

Suddenly the front door to the apartment flung open, allowing Jean, Marco, and Connie to enter. They were in the midst of conversation, laughing at a joke Connie had said. "Hey bitch-" Jean's words caught somewhere in the back of his throat as he saw you. His cheeks erupted into fire and he stopped, causing Connie and Marco to slam into him. "Hey!" Connie looked past Jean's frozen position, and smiled knowingly. "Bark, Bark, Bark! Y/n you look a sexy grim reaper!" Jean blinked as you laughed. Connie slid past Jean and made his way to the kitchen, giving the others a greeting as he did so.

Marco smiled at your outfit. "You look so pretty y/n!" Your cheeks were beginning to hurt from happiness and you wondered if you should wear this stuff more often and not just in your dreams. Jean seemed to snap out of it. "You...you...nice, y/n." He managed to get out, not right before Eren made fun of his stuttering.

Sasha exited her room, and to the delight of everyone gave a twirl in her little dress. "y/n! You look very nice!" She may or not have said whilst grabbing your boob. Historia admitted to helping you pick out the fit, and ymir made everyone thank her for her service.

"you should wear this more often, y/n. Or at least less more often." Annie nudged you from behind. You were amazed at her sauveness but also the blush that dusted the tips of her ears.

Reiner and Bertholdt came through the fire escape (because Reiner has been on a "parkour!" Kick recently. But Reiner made sure to call you hot, (effectively pissing off both Jean and Eren.) And Bertholdt simply blushed, quickly agreeing with Reiner.

Finally Hanje, Erwin, and Levi arrived, Levi bringing leftovers from his tea shop. Hanje had squealed and called you "hot!" Erwin was certain you were only wearing a bra and refused to look at you, whilst Levi couldn't take his eyes off of you, but said nothing all the same.

"Well ladies, I hope you all are ready!" Hanje smirked. "Who's riding with me?"

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Y/n gets a tattoo

"So...what do you think?" You stood in front of Hanje, Annie, and Ymir, your shirt raised to your underboob. Hanje clapped excitedly. "It looks great, y/n!" "I like the view." Annie said dryly. Ymir nodded. "yeah it's nice, just don't show Historia."

"Don't show me what?" Historia entered the living room via the kitchen. Immediately her eyes found your tattoo, and she smiled. "lovely!"

The others found the tattoo under different circumstances however.

Sasha had known first, since she went with you to get it originally, having helped you pick out the design. By that I mean, she mainly just agreed with whatever you said but helped you out none the less. Mikasa found out before you were training together, (she thought it looked cool).

Eren found out because he walked in on you in the shower. "Shit! Wait is that a tattoo!?" He would've told you he liked it had you not kicked the shit out of him and lectured him about coming over to your apartment constantly, blah, blah, blah.

Armin found out because you showed him, (and he promptly died a bit) but he also really liked it and you invited him to come get another one with you some time. Maybe, just maybe you had a weak spot for the blonde.

Jean and Connie found out because you sent Marco a snap of it, and they looked at it from over his shoulder. Connie laughed at Jean's sharp in take of breathe and Jean tackled Connie. Meanwhile as they fought in the background Marco sent you a video snap of his response.

Reiner found out via a training session, much like Mikasa. "Why, y/n I never knew what a sly devil you could be!"

Bertholdt knew because Reiner made sure to describe it to him in great detail, knowing that the tall fellow would get flustered.

Erwin was probably told at some point but forgot so anytime he sees in you in a bikini or something skimpy he gets his mind blown.

Levi found out because, you may or may not have sent him a snap (with much different intentions then the one you had sent Marco.) Levi thought it was badass, though.

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Y/n kisses the AOT gang

Yes, you had kissed each member of the gang. For any of these bitches, they could get it, let's be real.

You had given Eren forehead kisses many a time between he and you. This had been pretty random but regardless, it was something the two of you did often.

You often kissed Armin on the cheek, pinching them together whilst you smushed his face and pulled him in for hugs. Really, you loved Armin.

You kissed Jean on several occasions, partially because you weren't one to refuse an offer from an attractive man and also it was the quickest way to fluster the boy. He has the king of talking the talk but never actually walking the walk.

You give Marco and Connie platonic cheek kisses everytime you see each other. They also give you cheek kisses back. Marco also gives hugs!

You blow Reiner kisses all the time because that's exactly what your friendship is.

You give Bertholdt sweet little cheek kisses and he's always a blushing mess afterwards.

You give Erwin goodbye kisses and he always returns them.

You've made out with Levi. His tongue's been in your mouth. Yes, you kiss.

You give Hanje cheek kisses all the time. You seriously love this woman.

You've made out with Annie too. You also give her kisses on her neck just to hear her giggle.

You and ymir don't usually kiss, but you and Historia kiss each other's cheek.

You've kissed Sasha smack on the lips before, and you two cuddle all da time.

You give Mikasa forehead kisses because touch isn't necessarily her love language but you know when she needs it.

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Y/n gets into a fight

You don't get in trouble, like ever. You're reliable, kind, level headed. However sometimes you come across a Titan of an issue and need your friends to rally behind you.

Historia will get into an argument for you, but she isn't scary at all, nor is she very powerful when it comes to muscle might.

Mikasa will kill a bitch for you. Straight up. She may not always show it outright but she loves you.

Ymir would video tape the ass whooping of whoever dares to cross you until they tried to come after Historia. Then she's seeing red.

Annie would laugh at whoever is trying to fight you. She won't step into the fray directly until you need her though, she trusts you do take care of it.

Eren doesn't care if they haven't even thrown a punch if they even say a damn thing that he doesn't feel you deserve he will start the fight. He has no self control. He's an aries.

Jean will also fight for you. He'd be a hundred percent more levelheaded about the problem but he won't let you take shit.

Connie will at first be confused and then pull his signature "bruh" face. He'll be the one that takes the phone from Ymir after Historia gets involved.

Sasha will try to protect you the best she can. She doesn't want you hurt so she'll probably grab a spoon as a weapon and charge.

Reiner is just trying to vibe and then suddenly he's pulled into an all out war. Sigh. But at least it's for you.

Hange will find this all very funny, but she'll help out in between snorts.

Erwin will just stand there looking at your antagonist dead in the eye with the slightest raise of his brow. That's the end of it all.

Armin will go all manipulative bestie on however is bothering you.

Levi merely get in between you. He may be short but nothing scare him and he's literally willing to kick some ass if need be.

Bertolt would just take you somewhere else. Yes he's super annoyed and upset at this person, but he has better things to do with his time.

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Y/n gets a dog

To be honest, you'd wanted a pet for a long long time. Living closely with seven other women- and essentially nine men, had made that prospect rather slim, until one day approximately four months ago when you dropped the question.

The response was rather positive, so you carefully crafted a schedule and supplies.

The little puppy had been the runt of the litter, but that didn't bother you one bit (your not so secret infatuation of a certain 5'2" raven haired fellow solidified that.)

You were the first person to arrive home that day, and when you did you hurried to get the house puppified.

Bertolt came by early that day and was the first to see the puppy. At first he wasn't so sure about the little rascal. It seemed so hyper, a little too hyper, actually. But then, it licked him and he fell in love. He actually completely forgot you were even there he was so enthralled.

Levi came by with takeout, and much like Bertolt he wasn't sure about this creature. He'd always been more of a cat person, but even then he wasn't exactly an animal person. Just too messy. But for your sake he pat the pup on the head. (And to both your and bertolt's shock the puppy began to follow Levi around.

Armin loved the puppy. He immediately scooped it up and sang to it. You had never seen the blonde so happy as he cooed over the little Beasty. He raised it up into the air and swung it until Levi yelled at him for waving the animal over the takeout.

Erwin seemed a bit indifferent to the dog, almost as if the animal had just always been there. He did make sure however to share his food with it.

Hange tickled the poor animal savagely, vowing to buy it a sweater for the winter. You told them they didn't have to, but they refused. "What's a godparent for?"

Sasha vowed to help feed it and promised it that she would only buy it the best food possible.

Marco adored the tiny thing. "have you named him yet?" He had asked while lovingly scratching behind it's ears. "he looks like a sugar...or a Coco?"

Connie immediately sat down and started playing with newly named Sugar. "Connie! You're getting Sugar too riled up." Levi warned, but right then Connie was attacked by the tiny pup, and despite the small size of the dog the sheer force almost knocked Connie over. "Tch, idiot."

Jean was the first to take Sugar for a walk and you joined him. Together the two of you laughed at how cute Sugar looked as he bounced around in the grass. You made sure to have Jean clean up after him though, don't worry.

Sugar immediately fell asleep on Eren who threatened anyone that would dare touch or wake up him. Eren was extremely content with this little ball of joy.

Annie wasn't really excited for the puppy but she did promise to train Sugar when it was time, so there's that.

Ymir tried to act similar to Annie but Ymir is a total dog person, and after a bit she scoped up Sugar and put the sleeping pup on her own lap.

Mikasa was just happy everyone else seemed happy. She did sit by ymir though so she could get a few good pats in.

Later that night Historia grabbed the puppy and took him into her room, which she shared with Ymir. Really this puppy wasn't yours, it was everyone's.

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The AOT gang goes to a concert

You pulled into Eren's hand practically dragging him through the crowd. "That's the last time I'm letting you lead us anywhere, Eren!" He groaned behind you. "I thought the sign said Row one, it was an honest mistake!" You shot him a dangerous glare. "It was a sign for the bathroom!"

Finally you met up with your friends, who were all already comfortably seated, waiting for the concert to begin. "Hey guys sorry we're late, we had some...sign trouble."

You and Eren found your seats, "Good news is if anyone wants to know where the bathrooms are.." you elbowed your brunette friend.

When the concert began, it was immediately pretty damn hype. You and Jean clasped hands and danced together, shouting out the lyrics to the first song at the top of your lungs.

At the second song and Sasha took orders for food, and grabbed some grub. As you waited in the unnecessarily long line you pulled her into a hug and took a quick picture.

When you returned you stood by Reiner, but some big headed bastard had moved in front of your spot. So you climbed into Reiner's shoulders and screamed at the stage from your pretty impressive view.

Connie dared you to throw your bra on stage, but didn't actually think you'd do it. His face, and literally everyone around you, was priceless. In fact, you got a round of applause.

Hanje was video tapping about 90% of it, but they often drapped a hand around your shoulders and pulled you into the video, the two of you singing along to the musicians voice.

You and Levi held hands when a soft song came on, him pulling you into his chest at just the right note. You dipped your head into the chin, enjoying the soft thud of his heartbeat against the deep bass of the speakers. It was nice.

You face timed Bertolt, who unfortunately couldn't attend because he had "work". He enjoyed the concert better from that angle anyways.

You and Historia took a ton of pictures! So many! Some weren't even in focus! But you two didn't care!

Marco grabbed his phone light every chance he got and kept accidentally flashing it in people's eyes. He got you like seven times.

Erwin kept complaining that it was too loud, but you literally saw him full on do the sprinkler because he was vibing so hard.

You and Mikasa went to the bathroom together, and you forced her to take a picture with you. You also got lost on the way back but Mikasa helped guide you back. What would you do without her?

When you returned you ran into ymir and Historia dancing together, laughing and giggling. Damn them and their happiness.

After the show you and Armin went and met the people you watched and got a picture with them. They kept referring to Armin as your boyfriend so in the photo he looks like a tomato. He swore you to secrecy.

On the way back to the apartment you switched riders with Hanje so that she could take Eren home and you could just take Annie back to the apartment you shared. The whole way back you just let loose in the car. Annie could be very loud when with people she trusts entirely.

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Y/n flirts with the AOT gang

Unfortunately for you y/n you're not the sad drunk, clumsy drunk, dancer drunk, you're the flirty drunk. I guess there are worse things, though. These are the times when drunk you has flirted with your friends and their reactions.

One time you got blasted at a work party and Eren had to come drive you home. He was shocked at first, but he truly does care about you and is also the most oblivious person ever so he was just like "okay."

Annie was super confused at first, but she actually really liked the attention. She'd never admit that to you though. So she just kinda bumped shoulders with you and almost knocked you down, had she not caught you.

Jean actually almost shit himself your flirting flustered him so bad. But he realized that you were drunk and immediately lifted you up and took you home.

Armin blushed, squeaked, and giggled. He knew you were drunk but he just couldn't help it. He helped you to bed and you fell asleep next to each other.

Sasha took you out to eat immediately after you said you wanted to go on a date with a hot babe like her, because she just needs one reason to go get something to munch on. It helped sober you up and when you puked she held your hair. Besties.

You did have a line though and you never actually flirted with Historia or Ymir but Ymir always took videos of you drunk and Historia always made sure to help you to bed. Those two were your constant watch dogs though when you were having fun.

Reiner "pretends" to go along with your flirting. He really just likes it because your hawt. "oh really? Tell me more about my eyes." He does however makes sure no one messes with you and always makes sure you get home safely.

When you get drunk around Mikasa the Ackerman always just pats you on the head. Sometimes though she makes fun of you.

Whenever you flirt with Connie hes also drunk so he flirts back. The two of you are the most chaotic drunk duo though and always end up breaking shit.

Erwin tells you to stop. "Stop that y/n, it's weird." But he's always blushing when he says that and he acts like a parent. "No, no more tequila!"

Hange will literally just have fun with drunk you. She'd vibe and even give you her glasses.

Marco would think it's really funny, but he'd stick with you for as long as he needs to to make sure you're okay and then he'll take you home.

Levi will look so annoyed and so done but he'll blush and wrap his fingers with yours. Much like Jean, he'll try to take you home as soon as possible. He gets jealous way too easily for this and often he'll stay the night with you.

Bertolt's brain literally melts. Reiner has to drag him away from you. You've broken the poor man.

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They walk in on you changing

Annie- She opened the door and come in without even paying attention, realized you were essentially naked when you squealed. She rolls her eyes, and mutters "look the door next time," but that's a mental image she'll be keeping for a while.

Armin- he doesn't even allow himself a second peak, immediately putting his hand over his eyes. "Oh! I'm so sorry y/n! I-i-yeah!" He practically runs out of there faster than lightening.

Bertolt- He freezes, and you have to push him out. His brain dies and he stands outside your door for several minutes still trying to process.

Connie- he doesn't even notice you, but when you yell at him he simply turns and farts at you.

Eren- "If you were changing why didn't you lock the door?"

Erwin- "I'm sorry I thought this was the bathroom. Did you get a new book shelf?"

Hanje- She comes in, sees that your changing and puts a hand over her eyes, continuing to tell you what she wanted.

Jean- he puts his hands on his hips and smiles, "you knew I was coming, didn't you?"

Levi- he doesn't really care and neither do you (nothing he hasn't seen before) but he doesn't make sure to shut the door and wrap you on the head. "you have a lock, brat, use it."

Marco- opens door. "Whoops." Closes door. "Sorry y/n!"

Mikasa- "hey y/n," just continues.

Sasha had half a donut in her mouth when she walked in on you and then immediately it fell from her mouth when she turned and saw your body. she blinked and quickly bent over, grabbing her donut and covered her eyes, but only partially.

Reiner- "Hey, y/n I- Woah! Nice ra-" you effectively cut him off by throwing a shoe at his face.

Historia- "Oh! Sorry sweetie, you're so pretty, oh my goodness!"

Ymir- after storming in she proclaims, "Historia saw you naked, I have to kill you now."

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They find you crying

We all have those days, and this is when they find you having one.

Ymir found you in the your bedroom, completely bundled in blankets with the lights shut off. She notices that you've been crying because your sniffing loudly, but says nothing about it. "Hey, Y/n, do you have the wifi password?"

She'd leave, but tell Historia, knowing Historia is better suited to check on and deal with helping you. Historia will walk in and raise her hands, in an open hug. You'll wordlessly scootch over and allow her to slide in beside you and gently pull you into her grasp.

Sasha heard you crying and grabbed her comfort snacks, a blanket, and the puppy. All of which she carried into your bedroom. The two of you would sit, eat, and watch some comfort shows. "it's the best medicine!"

Reiner saw your car parked outside the apartments and thought he'd knock on your car window. When he got up to your window though, he noticed the tears that were streaking down your face. He'd immediately climb into the other side of the car, hopping into the passenger seat. You're shocked, having not even noticed him hanging outside your car to begin with. "Uh, Reiner?" "So," he buckles up. "Who did it?"

Mikasa could hear you crying when she was up late at night, (your door had been open a crack.) So she grabbed some ice cream and two spoons, and wordlessly walked into your room. She said nothing and didn't press you for information, and the two of you shared Sasha's favorite ice cream.

Marco witnessed you go full on break down mode after a ROUGH day and immediately gave you the greatest pep talk known to man. You were so amazed at his genuinely kind words you stopped crying, but Marco had become so touched that he had started.

You had actually went to Levi's apartment, and sat with him. He made you tea and listened silently as you told him about what had happened and how sad you felt. He didn't press any advice on you or dry your tears with grandiose words, but he genuinely listened and acknowledged your feelings. Then you cuddled, and it was more than enough.

Jean said something flirty to you and for one reason or another it set you off and tears were aflowing. At first he panicked because he thought he made you cry. When he realized it wasn't him, he gently brought you into him and held you as you cried into his shirt. Finally you looked up at him and he wiggled his eyebrows mischievously, "Would sex make you feel better?"

You called Hanje and told what happened after a particularly rough day, so she and moblit went and grabbed you some takeout and spent the day with you. They even took you to egg the offenders house. Revenge is sweet.

Erwin thought you were sick, so he left after finding you crying in your room, bought you soup, made it and just acted like you were sick. You didn't have the heart to tell him the truth.

Eren saw you crying and then flicked you in the head and promptly left. You were stunned, but also found it funny and confusing, so you stopped crying.

Connie facetimed you and by the end you weren't crying because you were sad, but because Connie's really fucking stupid.

Bertolt noticed you were in your room for a while so he checked on you. He gave you a hug and then asked you very nicely to "stop crying."

Armin literally sat his ass down and stayed with you until the two of you fell asleep. He's a top tier friend who cares deeply about your emotional health so he does everything he can to sort you out. He holds your hand, nods, listens, gives you advice, and agrees with you.

Annie calls you a crybaby but she sits down beside you none the less. She doesn't press nor did she speak. But she wants you to know that's she's here in her own special Annie way.

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Thanks for reading! Remember, requests are open!

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incendiobrock · 3 years

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Stuck in the in Between

Summary: Colby’s and (any gender) reader’s relationship was confusing. It was as if they were a couple, but nothing was official. Kat had finally convinced Y/n to talk to Colby about it at a party, but the conversation didn’t go the way any of them had expected.

Warnings: angst, cussing, alcohol consumption

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Colby: Are you coming over for the party??

Your phone made a faint ding noise from inside your shorts pocket, to which you immediately pulled it out to check who had messaged you. You gleamed reading over the name of the messenger. The most beautiful, blue eyed boy, with nice brown hair, someone who you were lucky to have gotten close to within the past year of meeting him.

Y/n: I wouldn’t miss it ;)

You quickly sent back. Shoving the phone deep into the pocket you had just pulled it out from. Colby had been asking you for days about whether or not he should expect to see you at the party him and Sam were hosting. You had already told him for what felt like 100 times that you would be there in a heart beat.

Colby had a special hold over your heart. He was always so gentle, and caring towards you. He made sure that you knew he would be there for you, in any and every situation you could possible find yourself in. Colby had you practically wrapped around his finger, you couldn’t think of a moment that went by where you weren’t thinking about him.

Your friendship had flourished over time into something that most of your other friends had started to pick up on as well. Kat and Tara were constantly teasing you about how much time you and Colby seemed to spend together.

It was true. Colby Brock consumed about every second of your life. And you wouldn’t want it any other way. You loved the bond that you both had created together. There was a trust in your relationship that you often found difficult to share with others. It was ideal. It was comfortable. And it was something that you were terrified of losing.

“Are you ready y/n?” Tara’s voice filled the car, pulling you out of your deep thoughts. Your eyes shot over to meet hers, nodding happily in response. You quickly step out of the car, shutting the passenger side door behind you, and following closely behind Tara entering the foyer of the house. You both had shown up early to help the boys with the final touches, and because Jake had practically begged you so he could see Tara sooner.

“Hey gorgeous.” Colby’s voice sounded through the empty foyer. Your heart fluttered at his words as his arms tightly wrapped you in a hug. You buried your face into his chest, reveling in the familiarity of his body against your own.

“Hi Colbs.” You chuckled, calling him the nickname you had given him a couple weeks into knowing him. You pulled away from each other, Colby smiling widely. His tattoo covered arm quickly made its way around your waist, pulling your side against his. “Let’s go get something to drink before everyone else shows up” He said, dragging you both towards the kitchen.

He opened up the fridge to reveal all the drinks they had purchased to host the party. He took hold of his favorite white claw and popped open the tab, taking a long sip. You reached in and grabbed your favorite drink as well, anticipating the arrival of other guests.

As the party picked up you and Colby went around the whole house saying hi to people and catching up with them about their lives. You had quite a few drinks at this point, feeling super good. You jumped slightly as Kat took hold of your arm, dragging you out of the crowd.

“Colby can’t keep his eyes off of you!” She said loudly, a smile etched onto her face. You glanced over towards Colby, making eye contact straight away. He was in fact looking at you, glancing up and down your body from a far.

“Yeah he’s probably just curious where I went, I’ve been with him all night.” You responded back, not thinking much about the whole incident.

“No, he has been like that all night. I saw him watching you, standing super close, he totally likes you. But we knew that.” Kat said. “Tara thinks so too.” She added on after a short pause.

“We are just friends Kat. Besides, there are so many others that Colby could be with. There’s no reason he would like me.” Although the thought of Colby liking you made your heart do somersaults, you knew that you were both just super good friends.

“Do you want to be more than friends?” She asked, hoping to get the inside scoop. Your cheeks burned at the question. Of course you wanted to be more, have an actual romantic relationship with the one guy who has treated you the way you deserve. “I mean, I wouldn’t say no, but it probably will never happen.” You responded back, doubt rushing over your body. Kat urged you to talk to Colby, tell him how you really felt. “There’s no way he won’t feel the same way, trust me. With the way he looks at you and the way he has always got a hand on you, I know he wants it too.” You finally agreed and told Kat that you would do it, mainly to keep her from asking more questions about how you felt towards him, but also because you were curious to know if he truly did like you the way Kat made it seem.

“Hey, where’d you run off to?” Colby asked as you rejoined the group. His hand immediately finding itself wrapped around your waist. “I was with Kat, do you mind if we head up to your room?” To which Colby nodded. You both excused yourself from the group and headed up the grand staircase.

You sat on the couch right after entering Colby’s bedroom. He sat down next to you, but further away from you than normal. Maybe he could tell there was something on your mind.

“So I was thinking.. well actually Kat and I were talking about it and she made me realize some things about us and so now I was just curious if it was true.” You stated. Noticing as his eyebrow furrowed together slightly.

“Yeah okay. I’m your best friend, you can ask me anything.” He said, a soft expression held delicately on his face. You felt yourself shudder at the fact that he said “best friend”.

“Well you see… About that. We are super, super close and flirty and always seems to be all over each other in some way or another. And I want to be more… Than just friends, I mean-“ you rushed the last part, anxious of his response.

The room was strangely silent for a moment, and you were becoming increasingly aware of the alcohol flowing through your body. Colby’s weight shifted on the sofa, his mouth parting slightly, as if he was about to begin speaking, but nothing ever came out of his mouth.

You felt your eyes become watery as you looked down at your hands that were fidgeting on your lap. “N-never mind, just forget I said that. I’m sorry, I’ve had to much to drink I guess.” You felt ashamed, embarrassed. Kat had hyped this up so much that you felt certain Colby would instantly agree with you.

“Look, y/n… I love you so much, and I’m so glad that we are able to be this close, but I don’t like you like that… You’re amazing, don’t get me wrong, but you’re my best friend.” He seemed to feel guilty about this whole interaction, about ever having to break your heart the way he knew that he was. He could read you from a mile away, you knew that from experience.

“Why do you treat me like I’m more then?” You spit back, feeling anger take over the sadness. “If you don’t want me to be with you, then why do you treat me like you’re already my boyfriend?”

“I-I don’t know, I never saw it like that, we have always been close I thought that’s just how our friendship was.” You could tell the guilt was really getting to him, but it didn’t change the fact that your heart was shattering.

“Okay, well I will give you some choices. It’s either we are friends who act like normal friends, we start dating and keep acting like a couple, or I’m leaving and we are neither. I’m not going to be stuck in this in between bullshit with you.” And with that being said you got up from his couch and left the room. You made sure to call an Uber because you would never get behind the wheel and drive, considering what you had to drink.

There is no way in hell you’re going to waste your life being stuck in that sort of relationship. Giving up the possibility of a real relationship all for someone who doesn’t want you in the same way that you want them.

“Y/n!” His voice called out, but it was too late. You were already getting into the Uber. You glanced out the window and saw his eyes following the car as he lost you, along with the relationship you had both built over the years.

#colby brock #colby brock x reader #colby brock imagines #Sam and Colby

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cyborg-franky · 2 years

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Hi, do you do emergency requests? If not, you can ignore this. Can you do a scenario where Marco stops fem s/o from suicide and tells her why she's loved and why he needs her? My mental health has been really really bad, and Marco's my comfort character. Everyday I feel like I'm on the brink. I've been struggling with depression for years and it's recently gotten bad. I just need every little reason not to, even if it's from a fictional character. I hope this isn't troubling or causes any trigge

I don't normally write suicide as I'm a survivor and suffer myself BUT this is an emergency request and I want to be here for others. First things though, I hope you are seeking help, have help, know what numbers you need to call if you need a hand. THIS HERE is a list of suicide hotline numbers for around the world. If you need to talk to someone, anyone, please message me. I am not a stranger to these feelings and I'd hate for you to do something bad, you aren't alone, people care for you, remember depression is a big ugly monster that tried to tell us we are alone. Reach out to someone, anyone, me if you want.

Marco x GN Reader [Couldn't fit fem sorry] SFW TW: talk of suicide, depression, self harm, negative thoughts Word Count: 566

You couldn’t look at Marco, not meet his eyes anyway, the blue from his healing flames cast a glow over you both, his expression was unreadable as he worked on the damage you had done to yourself. You couldn’t put your finger on which emotion plagued your heart the most right now, relief, disappointment, shame, worried that your partner was mad at you.

He’d not said a word since he’d found you this way, his voice had sounded scared, desperate, the commander had rushed to you, holding you close. You’d never seen Marco look anything but calm, the worry and panic didn’t suit the older pirate, not at all.

You’d have hated if the last time you saw him it was with that expression on his face, maybe that was one of the reasons you felt better he’d found you. The healing flames licked across your skin; his touch was gentle, soft.

He said nothing at all, not until his work was done. The area around you went dark once more, the blue vanished in a blink of an eye. You went to move, feeling all pain gone but Marco held your hands tight in his larger ones.

“Why?”

“I- I just…” You broke down at that question, sometimes you couldn’t answer that yourself, crying against the zoan user you just felt everything pour out of you, every worry, fear, negative thought that had stuffed you full until breaking point.

All confessions of the darkness inside tumbled from your lips, falling faster then the rain outside the room. He furrowed his brows, he pulled you against his chest, falling back on the bed with you, letting you curl up, he let you become small as he lifted his own knees, keeping you curled against him, hands running through your hair, down your neck, rubbing circles on your back.

“Depression is a nasty creature” He started, feeling you tuck your head under his chin, hands on his chest, feeling the skin, feeling the warmth of the man who loved you.

“It tells us lies, makes us think we have no value, tries to beat us down yoi” A hand through your hair once more, tucking a strand behind your ear.

“It tells us we aren’t loved that everyone hates us but it’s all lies” You mumbled and traced over the large tattoo on his chest, listening to his words and the rain that beat against the window.

“I wish you could see the person I see everyday yoi” He kissed the top of your head, and you felt your tears slowly stop, little sniffles here and there.

“I love you; you mean the world to me little bird” You let your eyes close, just feeling Marco hold you gently, the softness in his voice, the sadness tinged with the fear of losing you evident within his normally chipper tone.

“I’d be lost without, if you feel this way again, please tell me, your my love and my life yoi” You felt him squeeze you tightly, hands gripping your shirt as you heard a tremor in his voice, you pulled away from him to see his face, his half lidded eyes had unshed tears, reaching up you cupped his face, making Marco look at you.

“I’m sorry, I love you too, so much”

“Don’t leave me yoi” You sighed, kissing his chin, feeling the stubble there. “I won’t”

#marco the phoenix x reader #one piece x you #one piece x reader #marco the phoenix #one piece reader insert #sfw #tw: depression #tw: sui mention #marco x you #marco x reader

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l-r-christian · 3 years

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Can I request where Elijah is with Succubus reader and it during the time he took his memories away? And the family is trying to bring him home when the Hallow some how was removed. Thank you for the idea of Elijah with a succubus 🥰

Your welcome 😉 and yes because I hated how season 5 was written.

Title: 'Forgotten family and forgotten memories'

Warnings: Fluff, A bit smutty, A bit angsty, Protective Elijah

Summary: Elijah had ran off after having Marcel compelled him with the help of Vincent and now the family is looking for him surprised to find him engaged.

The Latin: Mi cervus pulcher, ego te semper amabo - My handsome stag, I will always love you

French: Et je t'aimerai toujours, ma douce - And I will always love you, my sweet

Manosque, France was where Klaus and Hayley found Elijah as to find out just how did the piece of the Hallow was suddenly gone as Vincent and Freya told them it was removed not just from Elijah but from all of them. They stepped into a bar seeing Elijah sitting at a piano smiling with a woman sitting next to him and just as the witches said Klaus didn't sense the dark magic from Elijah.

Klaus and Hayley sat at the bar listening to Elijah seeing him so carefree and without a suit was weird to them. Elijah looked like he had no problems as he and the woman played the piano.

"Maybe we should get a cat, my love." The woman said as there was something captivating about the woman while both Klaus and Hayley noticed that there was nothing happening. It was as if the Hallow was never placed in Elijah or Klaus and both snapped out of their thoughts hearing Elijah speak.

"A cat? Maybe we should, a trial run before our marriage and children." Elijah says as Klaus looked to Hayley seeing the hurt on her face before deciding to head back to the hotel and call everyone.

Elijah walked with Y/N both laughing as they headed home feeling the cool night air since Elijah refused to use his daylight ring unless he needed to and when Y/N asked him why. Elijah just told her he enjoyed the pure things about being a vampire some times.

Elijah met Y/N after his falling out with Antoinette in New York when he was trying to track down Marcel and instead found the succubus feeding off of a vampire and since then the two had been together.

"Elijah!" They both heard someone shout his name and quickly Elijah pushed Y/N behind him seeing two people not far from them as to Elijah they seemed familiar but nothing came to mind. Klaus stopped Hayley from walking up to Elijah as he stared at the woman behind Elijah as he caught her scent.

"It seems my brother as fell prey to a succubus." Klaus said smirking as Elijah frown keeping Y/N close to protect her whoever these people are. Hayley looked at Y/N catching her scent as it smelt sweet, alluring and caught Elijah's scent over lapping the succubus's.

"How do you know what she is? What do you want? Who are you?" Elijah questioned as Klaus noticed how Elijah kept Y/N hidden from the view of hybrids and Elijah felt her small delicate hand gripping the back his Henley. Klaus noticed that Y/N was much more smaller than other succubus and seemly shyer than other succubui so it made Klaus wonder just how she he came across Elijah.

"We know many things brother. And we are here to take you home seeing how the Hallow is no longer in each of us."

"I have told you, I am not your brother! I have no idea who you are." Elijah said as Hayley stepped forward hand over her heart as an ache filled her seeing that his eyes had no warmth for her like before.

"Elijah, it's me Hayley. Remember? We were....."

"Stop. I don't know who are nor am I going with you! Me and fiancee will be leaving." Elijah said as this made both hybrids freeze. Klaus glared at Y/N believing she put some spell on Elijah and the hybrid moved to kill her only for Elijah to act quickly snapping both their necks. Elijah turned grabbing Y/N whisking her off to safety.

"Y/N be honest with me. You knew what that dark magic was in me....didn't you?" Elijah asked looking at the box that now held the Hallow. Y/N looked at Elijah stepping between his legs cupping his face, she was a smaller weaker succubus and Elijah could easily kill her but she trusted the Original.

"Yes.....which was why I removed it from you."

"And those people? What about them?"

"Niklaus Mikaelson, the Original hybrid the most feared of the Original family and Hayley Marshall Alpha of the Crescent wolf pack mother of Klaus's child. Then you, Elijah Mikaelson Klaus's loving brother by his side and to whom I fell in love with."

"I hope you know I will never leave you." Elijah whispered pulling her into a kiss pulling a mewl from her then moved picking her up by her thighs. Y/N moaned arching under her fiancee's touch when he moved her to the bed making her shift to her demon form, her skin a light red tone with small horns appearing on top of her head and her devil tail. Elijah placing a kiss on her lower abdomen where her tattoo was of a swirling heart and leaving marks on her abdomen pulling squeaky moans from her.

"So beautiful. Still shy little one?" Elijah asked kissing under her breast listening to her suck in breath. Elijah growled lowly feeling her tug on his hair pulling him into a kiss and he moved to her neck.

"Elijah....you know you are my second lover." Y/N said flushing as Elijah chuckled before tearing off the lace that was in his way burying his face between her thighs making her cry out. Elijah made Y/N come four times by his tongue alone that night as they forgot their troubles for the night.

"Humm goodmorning Eli."

"Goodmorning beautiful. So today we a cake tasting and you have a dress fitting."

"One step closer to being married." Y/N said giggling when Elijah nuzzled her neck as his hand trailed down between her legs. Y/N moaned against Elijah's mouth when he slipped two fingers in her as he drowned in her scent. Y/N whimpered and writhed under him wrapping her arms around his neck as Elijah's fingers moved in her.

"For a demon without a high sexual need. You are sure ready for me always."

"Only for you." Y/N said kissing him as she cummed with a soft moan and Elijah smiled gently pressed kisses on her skin then got ready for the day. Once again they were cornered by Klaus as Hayley went back to New Orleans as when Kol and Rebekah had returned learning the Hallow was gone.

"So you are just going to forget your family for some woman?"

"I don't know who you all are! Give up, Elijah Mikaelson is dead." Elijah said staring Klaus down breaking the hybrid's heart as he left leaving Elijah and Y/N alone. For a month they tried to understand where Elijah was when the family learned the noble vampire was in New Orleans. So with Hayley hurting and missing his brother, Klaus took matters into his own hands.

"Baby?" Elijah croaked out sitting up seeing Y/N holding her arm and he moved next to her the bite on her forearm.

"What is this?"

"A hybrid bite......I won't survive if I don't get a cure." Y/N tells Elijah making him frowned as the idea of losing her left an ache in his chest before standing up seeing Marcel and Vincent.

"Please help her." Elijah said looking at them then glared seeing Klaus walked in seemly proud of what he done. Y/N coughed moving to lay down feeling light headed getting Elijah's attention and he rushed to her side.

"I must say, it is a shame I bit her."

"Why are you doing this?! I told you, Elijah Mikaelson is dead."

"Only because you took him away. Now bring back your memories and I might cure her." Klaus said walking out and Elijah swallowed looking at Y/N cupping her cheek frowning feeling a fever.

"Alright.....I'll do it."

Both Elijah and Y/N was moved to the Abattoir since he agreed to bring back his memories. Elijah sat on the bed having placed a cool clothe on Y/N's forehead as Hayley stood by the doorway seeing the adoration and devotion Elijah has for the succubus.

"No matter what happens. I love you Elijah.....mi cervus pulcher, ego te semper amabo."

"Et je t'aimerai toujours, ma douce."

Klaus was angry that it didn't work to bring back Elijah's memories and was about to blame the vampire until they all felt over the woke up in what looked like the Abattoir.

"Great a Chambre De Chasse."

"What is that?" Elijah asked as they all looked at him noticing nothing was happening and that they could be near one another again. Freya explained to Elijah and everyone why they were there as Freya helped Hope because the girl wanted her family back together and to work it all out.

"That doesn't explain how we don't have the Hallow." Rebekah said crossing her arms as Elijah stepped forward looking unsure as they all looked at him. The siblings were surprised to see Elijah showing more emotion than he did before.

"Uhm....Y/N had took this dark magic from me. She called it the Hallow and sealed it in a box only she could open."

"Your so call fiancee removed the Hallow from us, trapping it away?"

"Yeah? Now can we get out of here, the woman I love is dying."

"She is a succubus. She'll be fine." Klaus said rather coldly as Elijah frowned stepping as Hayley saw how hurt Elijah look, the same hurt she felt when Jackson died.

"No she won't. Y/N isn't that strong of a succubus. If she dies I will never forgive you memories or not." Elijah said walking away angry as the siblings looked at one another. After working out many....many problems and Elijah got his memories back. Klaus gave Elijah the cure and Hayley followed Elijah wondering what he'll do as Hayley wanted nothing more than for Elijah to be happy.

"Here, love." Elijah said softly giving Y/N the cure and she got better as Elijah sat on the bed gently grabbing her hand looking at the ring on her hand. Y/N sat up looking at him knowing he had his memories back.

"It is okay, I understand Elijah....I was always going to be sec....." Elijah cut her off by kissing her and moved her under him caging her there. Elijah pulled away placing small kisses on her face feeling her grip his shirt looking at him with unshed tears."

"I love you, you will never be second choice. I may have my memories but how I feel for you is real." Elijah tells her watching her let a small sob hugging him as Hayley smiled walking off. Klaus was looking for Elijah swearing if he ran off with succubus the hybrid was going to dagger his brother then kill the demon. Klaus headed for Elijah's bedroom only to be stopped by Hayley.

"Shhh Elijah is asleep so is Y/N." Hayley whispering frowning when Klaus grhowled hearing that the demon was still around.

"I thought you wanted Elijah back?'

"Of course, but I wanted my best back and now he is happy. Elijah deserves this aren't you always saying Elijah is the best of you? Let he be happy." Hayley tells Klaus walking away to check up on Hope as Klaus looked to Elijah's bedroom.

Elijah smiled softly watching Y/N sleep next to him holding his hand to her chest as he enjoyed the quiet before having his siblings meet Y/N. Y/N woke smiling seeing Elijah watching her and leaned in kissing him.

"I love you Always and Forever."

"I love you too Always and Forever." Elijah said kissing her again relaxing as they enjoyed the quiet before the questions and Rebekah wanting to plan a wedding.

#L.R writes #elijah mikaelson imagine #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson fluff #elijah mikaelson angst

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ekaterinatepes · 3 years

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Nothing but the Best

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XI.

Suguru woke up around 6am. He figured you would be already out for your morning run and coming back soon for a shower and breakfast.

After making his bed and taking a shower himself, Suguru put on a pair of grey sweat pants and a black fitted t-shirt. His sleeve of tattoos partially exposed, his right arm covered in carefully designed Chinese, Japanese symbols, Nordic runes and dragons. Aside from the pleasant although chaotic aesthetic, the art work etched on his skin served as a form of seal or an amulet. Something to keep the darkness within in check.

He decided something simple was in order, knowing you, there wasn’t much that he could get away with making and expecting you to eat with your rigorous diet requirements. Scrambled egg whites with some parsley, cherry tomatoes, salt and pepper. For a drink he prepared a blend of that green juice you liked: with green apples, pineapple and celery.

The raven haired sorcerer set everything on the table and looked at his phone. I was 6:45am. You were already late. You usually were back home by 6:30am. Maybe you went out later and decided to extend your run. It was your free day after all.

Although… you usually made sure Suguru knew so he wouldn’t worry.

Grabbing his phone he texted you

***From: Sugu

To: Kitten 🐱

Breakfast is ready!***

Immediately he heard your phone go off in your room. Now, that was weird. You always took your phone with you to listen to music while working out. Did you perhaps sleep in?

Knocking at your door Suguru called “hey doll face! Are you awake?” No answer came back from the inside. He could not hear the shower running either. “Hey! I’m coming in” he announced but when he opened the door he found your room empty, your bed was still made and cold. Your phone on the night stand along with your apartment keys.

Fear coursed through his veins when he tried to check for your energy trail and found it long gone. You have been gone since last night.

“Fuck!” One didn’t need to be a genius to know Satoru had something to do with your disappearance.

Putting on his shoes he ran out the door. He had to find you before something bad happened. Gojo had not been in a good state of mind back in Japan, he didn’t even want to imagine what was going on in his head now that he had you so close. So stupid! Suguru should have kept a close eye on you instead of trusting that just because you were in the same apartment you would be safe from Satoru.

Your mouth was dry, your body overheated and sore. The sun hitting your face made you groan softly, you tried to turn around and continue sleeping but you couldn’t. Your body was trapped by heavy and strong limbs wrapped around you.

One pale and strong arm around your waist, the other supporting your head. Legs intertwined with Satoru’s. The platinum haired man laid behind you spooning you. He had you on a death grip.

Panic.

Last night came rushing altogether, with the frenzied memories of the passionate sexual encounter you and Satoru shared. And of course that had not been it, in the middle of the night he woke you up with tender kisses on your thighs and his head between your legs, setting aflame your senses over and over again; he wanted to have you once more. Second round lead to third and soon the sun was rising by the time your sweaty and exhausted bodies curled together to fall asleep in each other’s arms.

You moved as softly as possible, trying not to wake up the sleeping sorcerer who snored slightly on your ear. Removing his arm from your middle section was first, then you proceeded to try and detangle your legs from his.He groaned and you stopped moving, looking behind you Satoru merely adjusted in his sleep and continued snoring lightly, allowing you enough time to leave the bed. Your clothes laid destroyed and scattered all over the floor.

Swallowing thickly you decided to grab a pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt out of Satoru’s closet. You had to get out of there. NOW!

Barefooted you left the suite and walked down the main hall hurriedly receiving weird stares from the people you crossed on your way out. Taking the elevator down your hands trembled. ‘Come on! Come on! Faster!’ mentally hurrying the elevator until you reached the lobby. As soon as that door opened you sprinted towards the main entrance where the hotel taxis lined up. You got in one and gave him your address.

The drive wasn’t long, when you made it home you told the cab to charge the ride to Gojo Satoru’s room. You didn’t have anything on you to pay. The kind looking old cab driver agreed and left.

You were about to walk in when Suguru came rushing out with a frantic look in his eyes. The moment he saw you his stomach tightened, you were dressed in Satoru’s clothes, barefooted, with your h/c hair disheveled and all the marks that covered your neck, visible through the collar of the shirt you wore. Your e/c eyes looked at him, rimmed with tears when you ran into his arms. Geto held you tightly for a moment giving you the solace you needed.

“Come on y/n… let’s go inside” he whispered on your ear guiding you back into the building and towards the elevator.

As soon as you made it up to your apartment you broke down. Suguru had to pick you up and take you to the couch where he held you in his arms

“What happened Y/N?” He asked dreading the answer. Had Satoru forced himself on you? He didn’t even want to think about it. If his best friend had done that… Suguru would find a way to kill him.

You shook your head and tried to calm down enough to speak but that didn’t happen for the longest time.

Finally when it seemed you cried a river you avoided Suguru’s eyes, looking down you said “I… fucked up… “ it was a small whisper “I slept with him” you admitted “he showed up here last night and warped us back to his hotel and then… everything got out of control” you avoided saying that Satoru had tried to force himself on you at the beginning. You didn’t want to make things worse than they already were.

“I’m sorry…” you mumbled before you broke in tears once more. Suguru and you were not in a relationship but a part of you felt you had betrayed the possibility of a future with him last night.

Suguru swallowed hard, he had no right to demand anything from you, it wasn’t your fault you were in love with Satoru and not with him. He still chose to remain by your side because he didn’t have the heart to leave you alone when you needed him the most.

Crystalline blue eyes opened, he stared at the ceiling of his hotel room before a hand searched the spot on the bed next to him. It was cold and empty. He sat up like a spring, you were gone “Y/N!…” he yelled but you were not there anymore “fuck!” When did you leave? You didn’t even give him the chance to explain, to talk to you about what he felt and what he was willing to do to get you back. He didn’t want you to think last night had been a one time thing nor an ‘exes fling’.

It seemed he couldn’t do anything right. Last night had been… magical for a lack of a better word. He felt your love in your kisses, your tender and passionate touch, in your arms he felt redeemed, when you allowed him to have you Satoru thought…. he hoped to be on the way to get you back. Despite his mistakes and his guilt you welcomed him inside you once more and gave him everything.

He didn’t want all those hours of love making and love promises to mean nothing. He had to talk to you and he had to be ready to accept whatever it is you were going to say.

Grabbing the shreds of your clothing from the floor he inhaled deeply finding your lingering scent on them. Once more, the fact he almost forced you stabbed his chest with a piercing pang of guilt. Last night had been fueled by his jealousy. But when he realized what he was doing he changed his behavior and instead chose to show you how much he loved you, how much he needed you in his life.

Something in him was changing. Last night he opened his eyes to the monstrosity he was capable of committing. It wasn’t right to do this to you. He was inadvertently destroying the shards of your relationship.

A revelation washed over him like a bucket of cold water

He had to be willing to lose you if he wanted a chance to get you back. It had to be your choice. He couldn’t rob you of your autonomy just because he was going to lose his shit if you chose to leave him for good.

It took a few hours of getting ready mentally and preparing himself for what he was going to say to you. He wanted to talk to you and explain that what happened last night meant everything to him, he wanted to open his heart and lay it at your feet. He was afraid of what he was going to encounter. Will you reject him and tell him it was a mistake? Will you still push to go through with the divorce?…. Will you give him a chance to prove to you he was truly remorseful and willing to make changes to get you back?

He warped outside of the door of your apartment and rang the bell.

Suguru opened the door to see Satoru standing on the other side. His anger and frustration got the best out of him so he threw a punch that incredibly connected with Satoru’s cheek. The white haired sorcerer tumbled backwards but didn’t fall on the floor. He chose not to use his infinity on purpose, he owed that one to Suguru.

“What do you want now Satoru?” Asked his best friend while standing in front of the door, his frame blocking the access.

“Can I… talk to her?” Gojo asked in a tame tone, he didn’t come here to make demands, he wanted to fix things once and for all.

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“I’ll talk to him Sugu” Your voice came from behind. Geto turned around to look into your eyes, doubt plagued his expression. He wasn’t certain it was the best thing right now. But before he could protest you continued “I’ll be alright… I have to do this…” squeezing his arm trying to comfort him Suguru sighed and nodded “I’ll be in my room if you need me” shooting Satoru a last warning glance he left walking down the hall.

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See you've been changing, baby

In good ways and bad ways

Can't say what I say, it's far too late

And I think you made me, baby

Made me too nervous

Crying and this hurt and I gotta tell you why

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“Come in…” Satoru followed you into your living room “y/n… I… I am sorry…. “ you were about to interrupt him but he lifted one hand asking you to wait “please let me say this..” agreeing you let him continue.

“I am sorry for all the pain I put you through, it was selfish and stupid. I never loved Sookie, it was always you. The only woman in my heart. And I know this sounds like a stupid excuse but it’s the truth. “ taking a deep breath he steeled himself for the next part. You were going to hate him but he had to come clean

“I was an idiot… I thought, before Sookie… I thought that maybe I was not really in love with you…. That… if I met someone else I wouldn’t feel this need… this terrifying addiction I feel for you… I was wrong. Everything intensified tenfold, I realized I love you more than anything in the world… more than myself. I wanted to fix everything but… it was too late because the damage had been done” swallowing hard Gojo continued “I failed you… as a husband, I know it has no forgiveness and yet… I cannot even start to think of a life without you in it. My days are miserable without you. I can’t sleep, I can’t think, I can’t function like a fucking normal person without you Y/N.

It hurt so much to hear his words. It made you feel like all the promises, all the love confessions he made before convincing you to marry him were lies. Why did he ask you to marry him in the first place if he wasn’t sure he loved you? What kind of sick game were you to him?!. You had to make a conscious effort to not sob. Biting your lower lip, forcing the tears to remain contained.

Almost as if he was listening to your thoughts Satoru continued “I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you Y/N. When I held you in my arms that night outside of the ballet studio in Tokyo, when I pulled you away from that car… I loved you. I just…. Was too stupid and too selfish to admit that to myself” he took a step closer and held one of your hands “I’m sorry it took so long for me to realize you were… you are all I need. Please Y/N, please forgive me. I can’t live like this anymore. The guilt and despair are consuming me alive” he said in a broken whisper. “last night meant the world to me… baby, I love you so much…” continued looking into your eyes with his azure orbs while he held your hand.

This was too much to handle…

It was one thing to think Satoru fell out of love and that’s why he found someone else. But it was another completely different to hear he had not even been sure of his feelings for you in the first place.

Pulling your hand away you couldn’t control the tears that escaped your eyes, like translucent cascades, pouring the pain you felt “leave….” You whispered looking at the floor.

“Y/N…. Please don-…”

You cut him “LEAVE!” A firm yell came out; half broken, half desperate. “You… you lied to me! All these years! Y… you lied to me! “ the statement was like a dagger straight to his heart. Spoken in a painful tone. He wanted to explain further but you cut him “I heard what you had to say now let me be…” the glacial tone in your voice froze the blood in Satoru’s veins. Your eyes hardened inclemently as you regarded this man who you once thought was the beginning and end of your life. You really couldn’t see the man you fell in love with in him. Not anymore.

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Said I can do this all night, baby

Said I was actin' out of line, maybe

Can't put my trauma to the side

When you told me I was lyin'

Had me feelin' like I died, baby

I seen a grown man cry, baby

Just see you do it, ain't special, no

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“Y/N..” absolute terror transfixed Gojo’s handsome features. Tears of despair running down his handsome pale face. Your aura was so cold and distant. He had never seen you like this before. “Please Y/N… I-…”

“I said… leave! And don’t come back. I am done with you. Good bye Satoru…” you turned around and walked away, disappearing behind the door of your room.

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And I know it might mess you up

Hatin' me ain't gon' get you love

Ain't nobody gon' set you up

I ain't even gon' sweat you, love

And we'll never be friends like this

God couldn't forgive like this

Way I really went in like this

Thank God I ain't been like this

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Suguru heard the loud exchange and came out. He couldn’t help but feel conflicted about his best friend. On one hand he was mad at him and wanted to kick him out himself, but seeing his desolate face as he stared at the closed door of your room made him feel bad for him. ‘You dug yourself in this hole my friend’ was all he could think “I think it’s best if you leave now Satoru..”

Gojo’s eyes were stuck on the door behind which you disappeared, his lower lip trembled, his hands shaking with anxiety, his heart contracting painfully in his chest, suffocating him. He needed.. he needed you but… you didn’t want him there. He wanted to say fuck it and steal you once more but he couldn’t solve things that way. No, you deserved more… better.

Without another word he warped away.

————-> Chapter 12

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I REQUEST A SOFT BADBOY DRABBLE WITH SHY READER AND HES TEASING HER BUT SOMEONE ELSE JOIMS IN AND THEYRE DOING IT TO BE MEAN BUT HES LIKE STFU BEFORE I PUMCH UR FACE ONLY IM ALLOWED TO BULLY SHY READER GRR 😡😡😡😡 and soft readers like 0.o but *squeals incoherently* 😭😭😭😭

last name, jeon.

drabble week: day two

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pairing: badboy!jungkook x shy!reader

wordcount: 3k

glimpse: "can't you tell that i really don't want you to be here?"

notes: a tiny change on the plot!! also: frat boy!jimin from day four makes an appearance :D

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“do you wanna form-“

... yes

you DO have an alliance with jungkook

it's a very fair trade honestly

he pretends to be your boyfriend!! there's no specific boundaries to it, but he springs into action as soon as you're put into an inconvenience

in exchange, you whore him out to your friends!!! :D

no but literally that's how he called it

the whole reason this came to be in the first place is because you hATE confrontation with a burning passion

especially when it comes to those "i have a crush on you" moments that people spring on you all of a sudden

you don't like them back!!! that's the truth!!! but the problem is that you aLWAYS feel guilty letting people down

you obviously don't have the obligation to like someone back just because you sit next to them in class :// IT'S JUST IN YOUR NATURE TO FEEL THAT WAY

you wouldn't get into a relationship with said confessor to ease your guilt, clearly

do you plan on denying their advances? yes

but hOW????

you always take the passive-aggressive approach

you get jungkook to carry your bag and hold your hand, walk in front of said person and pretend not to see them, jungkook makes sURE to put some snide eye contact in there aaaaand the whole ordeal is finished :D

you've managed to let someone down slowly without having to speak to them in-person!!!

jungkook comes more handy than that too

you take him when you want to eat out because you're too anxious to eat alone

you take him when you want to go somewhere in which lining up is essential and you're also too anxious to stand by yourself

you take him when you want to go shopping when there's a sale but you're almost always intimidated by the barrage of people and salespeople so he asks and answers the questions for you

jungkook, in hindsight, is the perfect fake boyfriend for you <3

ALSO jungkook wants something from you

"whore me out to the girls from the families your family's friends with, and it's a deal :D"

that alliance and exchange is going pretty well so far

you mAY be on the more-reserved side but that doesn't mean you're self-aware!!!

you know that your parents are loaded and your shy nature could be somehow chalked to that since you didn't really have anyone that wasn't as non-superficial as you'd like, since they were the overprotective helicopter two-rotor seven-blade parents :(((

jungkook, however, is the only constant you have in your formula

you've known him since childhood and have been friends ever since

his mom's your mom's personal assistant, and one day when mrs. jeon couldn't find a babysitter for jungkook, your mom didn't hesitate to let four-year old jungkook come with her to work

jungkook's your fIRST actual friend that hates gold spoons with you because of how tacky they look :-) he's your emotional support person basically

your emotional support person who was sO close to running late from picking you up during his free day >:( you were about to break into a sprint if he arrived a second later, because you managed to spot a jock coming to you from the corner of your eye awhile ago

You Do Not Like Him <3

"and i even changed into a short-sleeved shirt to ward off your suitors. how romantic of me, don't you think?"

now that he mentions it, it's only now when you can drink him in in full-display

... wow

his right arm's the only one with his tattoos while his left's completely blank, but something about the balance just makes you !!!!!!!! even more

his arm's not completely covered but it was coming to be, something about the blank spaces of skin that are yet to be inked being a nice touch

"very romantic, kook."

now tHAT'S the answer he wanted to hear

he forcibly on your helmet for you to showcase, your grunts of annoyance being drowned out by whistling

(he's even looking left and right and making eye contact with anyone who has their eyes landing on you!!!!)

your cheeks smushed is a look he'll never be tired being in awe of, but he'll never tell you that, of course

"do you ever wonder if your parents would kill me if i misplace even a single hair on you?" jungkook thinks out loud and you don't even flinch with how sudden his thoughts could be, sitting on his seat first so it'd already be balanced when you do, "you sure you’re okay riding with me?? on a motorcycle????"

he usually uses yOUR family's vehicles (they let him and insisted he just takes one at this point) but when you called him, he was en route to kim kradle (it's a one-stop vehicle shop apparently) to get new rims for his motorcycle, bUT NOT ANYMORE HE GUESSES????

you come first compared to the booking he's waited on for three weeks

"i have insurance, i think."

no that's the wrong answer

why did you even bother.,,.,

jungkook flicks your nose because your forehead's protected by the helmet, his face contorted in half faux frustration

"you were supposed to be mad at me for asking that — not logical!! don't even joke about that."

"... my life insurance? like, in the instance that i-"

oW THAT HURT

he flicked even harder this time!!!

you roll your eyes at him and it doesn't go unnoticed, a hand outstretching instead of his fingers flexing

“wallet, please.”

????

jungkook's surprised that you even look confused, this time rolling his eyes at you

“you rolled your eyes at me. you need to bribe me so i won’t rat you out.”

right

he has a never-ending knack for the you're rich jokes

you also know that he likes the cold and would turn the fan on even if it's too hot for a blanket, just because he wants to feel cocooned

you also know that he picks from the fourth row of drinks from the front because it's always been a habit

("the germs cling on to the first row!!!")

you also know that maybe, just maybe, you can't stand it tonight when he's putting himself out there instead of being your faux boyfriend

you keep on zoning out and hoseok, perhaps the only tolerable fellow rich kid you can tolerate within your circle, finally connects the dots in his head and snickers

he's been talking about finding the vintage sneakers he's always wanted on depop and how he almost got scammed for like tWENTY minutes already

in reality, all your nods and scowls aren't towards his story

it's to jungkook and... who's that? jihye whose dad is so colossally shitty, that this one rapper wrote a diss song for him? oh yeah, that jihye

"you like him. like actually 'lose your virginity to him' love him."

WHAT???

there's no way

"how did you-"

"you blush like one."

alright that answer was too quick

hoseok should've ATLEAST tried to wait for a few seconds before answering

"a-and the love part?"

"babe, jungkook may not be the richest one here and that should say a lot," you peer up at him nervously and he actually chuckles, peering to everyone at this function, "dude's humble — he could also just be dense to not see you love him."

okay very true

hobi's making a dig rn at how jungkook coinicidentaally happens to be blonde and maybe this is your cue to leave

hobi does not realize that his hair is aLSO dyed blonde while talking shit about jungkook and his hari

okay this is it

once again, you are NOT listening to hoseok and he's figured out what you're doing by now

you're psyching yourself up with a couple of shots and your heels are digging on the carpeted ballroom

MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY TO BE MORE OUTGOING!!

"pretend to wobble. it doesn't help that nothing can sink you."

oh okay makes sense

if you're gonna try and charm jungkook while trying to play it off as just being tipsy playfulness, atleast make it believable

hoseok snickers because this is just A+ content with the things that you choose to do in your way

shy girl with high alcohol tolerance mannn coming of age film writers would LOVE you ://

you're about to cross the distance between you and jungkook, but something knocks you on your shoulder with a gentle force that seemed intentional

is that-

hold on a second

"what a coincidence :O"

jimin?

jimin???

as in, wholesome yet slightly fuckboy-ish frat guy jimin???

he looks dashing and composed, meeting your eyes perfectly and he doesn't let your confusion startle him

"i know that look. what am i doing here?"

he says it eloquently as if he's practiced it

AND HE DID!!!

you must've looked so shocked that you immediately apologized, shaking your head no

"i-i didn’t mean-..."

you're confused, sure, but that doesn't mean you're immediately judging

it's just that you never saw jimin here or any function of the like, but you wouldn't put it past him if he does go to these things!!! he looks like a million dollars anyways

"relax, doll. you’re so far the only other person i know that i've seen in these type of things."

he looks calm and collected, but maybe that's just because he spent the last five minutes waiting for you to stand so he could bump into you

this place is just sO suffocating and a familiar face is gonna be his relief from something so fancy that it became mundane

"have we been in the same event before this?"

"not that i recall, no. i get invited but this is only the first time after awhile that i went."

jimin drinks from his champagne flute, wiggling his eyebrows playfully, "wanna know why i'm here?"

you're curious!!! what can you say!!!!

you never really interacted with jimin at all before this, but a familiar face like his is comforting

because hoseok's already engaged in another conversation and jungkook's,,,, being jungkook and is fawning all over jihye

jimin chuckles at your insistent nodding, leaning closer to whisper to your ear

"my stepdad’s loaded as fuck."

oh so that's why

he tugs you down to sit at the nearest possible empty chairs, all its occupants gone anyways because they're in the dancefloor busting tRULY horrendous moves

maybe it's because jimin feels lonely too like you are, and it's him feeling comfortable because he's pulled you like ten seconds ago and not once asked him anything out of bounds

maybe that's why he fell into conversation with you easily because you're always intently listening

"might love me as a real son too. maybe that’s a bonus? you don’t really expect that shit in the things you see."

this situation is actually pretty cute

you snort because maybe you’re nOT that shy when you drink,, that’s the only thing that changes in you probably

this whole conversation that sprung from boredom was unknowingly the subject of many stares, including jungkook who you were initially supposed to go to

“you’re worthy of love, jimin.”

jimin sPITS his drink because where the fuck did THAT come from???

why did you say that and why does he feel that he needed to hear that

“i-i think — i think you need more,” he raises his own glass to your lips hurriedly, caught in surprise but you still gulp nonetheless

“you’re-“ you keep sputtering as he keeps making you drink, but he rubs circles on your back at the same time and it's when you realize that jimin the frat guy may not be that bad, “what??? don’t think you’re not the only one with daddy issues! shouldn’t we have like, a radar for each other?”

jimin snorts at your counter and his eyes crinkle to the point where he can't see anything, not being able to see how you're still trying to recover with all that fizz down your throat

wow ur really enjoyable to talk to

“you’re insane and i think-“

listen

you're not really big on feeling beyond a sense and all that stuff, but you feel as if the aura around you just got dark all of a sudden

"who are you calling insane?"

jungkook appears at your side in an instant, hands wrapped around your shoulders while you remain seated

you've honestly forgotten that you were supposed to go to jungkook, but you're reminded of that vERY clearly now

"go away, jimin," he mutters through his teeth, looking at him dead in the eye

hold on

wait

THAT'S JIMIN???

okay now he's confused

sometimes jungkook's mouth just moves on its own without loading the thought process

"why are YOU here?"

jimin furrows his brows, shocked that he'd even see jungkook here out of all people

the guy barely even attends classes!!! and that's coming from him!!

"why’s he here?"

he crouches to your ear, eyes still furrowed at the younger guy

"long story."

nO???

jungkook scowls bitterly because jesus fuck

YOU’RE ON WHISPERING TERMS NOW????

he left for one second, and the moment he comes back, that's when this fucking frat guy approaches you?? was he waiting on him to leave??

you and jungkook only act as a couple when the need arises, and even if you don't feel it, hE feels that this is the need!!! this is the need and it is arising!!!

"get back to uh, alpha bravo charlie or something, park. beat it."

why’s he reciting the nato phonetic alphabet???

jungkook sounds half-angry and half-sad at the same time, and you don't know which side should you focus on

“move,” he repeats this time again but more sternly, making jimin much more confused since jungkook's trying to pull him away from his seat

jimin doesn't budge and it makes the frown even more evident in jungkook's face

what is he FEELING

“can’t you tell that i really don’t want you to be here?”

“i’m not here for you, though. i’m here for y/n.”

he answers honestly, shis gut telling him that there's definitely something going on between the two of you

“y/n doesn’t want you here," kook argues back surely, only noticing your bitten lips now that makes him realize that you're not exactly sober; just a happy kind of rush

he sees you raise your hand timidly, an equally cheeky smile on your face that's only directed to jungkook like it's meant for him

"i-i actually don’t mind."

you don't,,,

you don't mind?

HOW'S THAT POSSIBLE

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

why aren't you signaling him to commence the faux boyfriend act!!

"y/n has a boyfriend."

“... i’m not hitting on her.”

alright this is more than the entertainment that jimin wished for lol

“yeah, well she has a boyfriend still so beat it.”

you do??

the last time you checked, jihye's gonna have jungkook as her boyfriend within the night!!

“i don-“

ALRIGHT THEN

jimin decides to indulge jungkook, knocking his knee with yours as he winks slyly, urging you silently to watch on, turning to look at you and ask

“what’s your boyfriend’s name?”

you don't answer.

that gives him all the more reason to do so.

“last name, jeon.”

jungkook looks the most determined you've ever seen him, eyes characteristically angry with his arms across his chest that his suit tightens, “first name, me.”

....

......

the three of you know that’s not the truth

jimin takes it in, sighing when he sense that something else is about to be unfold and he does noT want to be a part of it

not before whispering to your ear again for the last time, of course

“pretty weird name if you ask me,” you laugh automatically, momentarily forgetting that jungkook's standing by you on just your opposite side and could hear you

he leaves and that only leaves you with jungkook, looking up at him as he's too frantic to even sit

“what are you doing?”

“being a social butterfly," you quip just as fast, drinking your water afterwards

jungkook only clenches his jaw by then, being taken-aback when you speak again

“who are you doing?”

://

“i’m busy being mad at- wait a minute, WHO???”

who instead of what??

the short-lived enthusiasm you had with jimin left with him, crashing just as hard when you're reminded of jungkook's presence

“jihye’s a pretty nice girl. you should go home early tonight.”

his brows furrow, trying to get you to look at him but you avoid his gaze insistently, “what? what are you talking about?”

“she’s not my girlfriend though.”

you're not at all satisfied with the answer because it sounds so wrong, knowing that jungkook's a handsome guy and everyone wants to be with him!!!

and he probably wants to be with everyone else besides you.

“then who-...”

“don’t know yourself anymore? jimin must’ve really swept you off your feet, huh?”

jungkook huffs as he qualifies for a rebutt, your internal wallowing being cut short

“he’s not my boyfriend.”

...

....

“well would you look at that,” jungkook snickers, sighing through his nose as your eyes finally meet his, directly stubborn yet soft around the edges

“she’s not my girlfriend, and he’s not your boyfriend. what a coincidence.”

god did he feel so threatened the moment his eyes couldn't find you besides hobi and instead next to jimin, eyes crinkled in laughter without hesitation

have you been chasing after one another this whole time?

jungkook silently grabs you by the hand and you wave no opposition to it

maybe it's your liquor-influenced vision or maybe it's you hyperfixating on such a warm moment, but your eyes immediately lock to see the matching red thread bracelet he wore like yours

you're dressed in next year's spring collection line, and the structured silk black gown that has a train behind it doesn't exactly scream to have a simple red thread bracelet as its accessory according to your mom's designer and everyone else —

but you don't have the heart to take it off

there's no need to take it off

jungkook drives your car and no one says a single thing about anything

his hand’s on your thigh and you don’t question it, eyes locking into the way his hand looks perfect and the way the bracelet looks meant to be wrapped in his wrist in the first place

you're sure this time that it's not the newfound courage you have, but rather the need to do it

you kiss jungkook's cheek on a red light.

it's on a red light that jungkook realizes he could fit the visage of his world within one hand, finally kissing you like he's always wanted to

“yeah. what a coincidence.”

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