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bangtan-bish · 4 months

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YANDERE! BTS Reaction: They kill you by accident

⚠️ WARNING: Read the title, there will be mentions of blood, violence, death, murder-suicide, and other disturbing topics. If you are uncomfortable with any of the topics above, DO NOT READ THIS! I will write more tame scenarios and fics in the future. Thank you for reading, love ya! ⚠️

|| MAKNAE LINE ||

P A R K J I M I N

"I told you to stay away from him, you know he's no good!" He yelled, grabbing you by your left wrist. The anger flared up in his eyes when you tried to pull away from his grasp. "Jimin, I'm sorry, please stop!" You cried, trying to reason with him, get him to calm down and snap out of it. But you made it so much worse when you pulled away though, and you realized much too late. Blinded by rage, Jimin wrapped his hands around your neck and squeezed. The terror in your eyes satisfying some sick and twisted part of his soul, the part that dictated whether you lived or not. You choked out pleas of for him to stop through the asphyxiation and

CRACK!

The light faded out of your eyes almost instantly and you stopped struggling. Your neck was craned at inhuman angle, Jimin realizes and drops you. "{___} this isn't funny, I get I overreacted, okay?" Jimin looked down at your limp, lifeless body still not registering that you are gone. "Get up!" He yelled grabbing you by the collar of your shirt, no response. The panic began to set in, "Please! Please, get up! Say something I'm begging you, I'll let you leave, just speak to me!" the room was still deathly silent, full of only his heavy, ragged breaths.

He had just killed you.

He could have sworn he felt his breath catch in his chest at the thought, felt his heart stop beating. He couldn't, no wouldn't, do this without you. You were everything to him, how could he have done this to you? To himself? He didn't even realize that the tears had started to pour from his eyes, streaming out in a steady pace that matched the apologies coming from his mouth. Continously, endlessly apologizing. 'It's not going to bring them back to us,' the voice in his head chimed in. It was right. He destroyed you with his own hands.

Atonement.

That's what he needed to do. It didn't matter anymore he just wanted your forgiveness, to see you one last time. Even if the consequences meant watching you from the deepest, darkest pits of hell. 'We deserve that...' the voice spoke up again. He had just extinguished the brightest light in the world, the sun didn't even compare to you. He deserved that all and so, so much more.

He knew what he had to do, he walked up into what used to be your shared bedroom and kneeled down in front of the closet. He opened it, reaching towards the very back of it and feeling around. He felt something cold and metallic touch the back of his hand. He slid it out and opened it. For moment he hesitated, second guessing whether this is was really happening. But he shooed the feeling away, quieting the noise in his head. He felt the coldness against him, he knew what was coming, but he had to do it.

"I'm so sorry, darling..."

BANG!

K I M T A E H Y U N G

Taehyung was usually very gentle and playful with you or anyone for that matter, but when angry, he became instantaneously violent. That was the case right now. He paced around the room, the anxiety pumping steadily through his veins then he turns to you. "I thought I taught you better than this, hmm?" He stopped in the center of the room, "Answer me, brat!" He spat walking towards you aggressively, you flinch but the hit ever comes. For the first few seconds you're scared to move because surely, that's when he'll slap you, punch you, anything. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to see my family. My sister's birthday is today." You see his jaw tighten as you watched him through the veil of your fingers. He grabs your hair and you scream so loud you're sure you've woken the neighborhood. "Taehyung, please!" You beg, he just look at you coldly and you swear you'd just seen your life flash before your eyes at the look he gives you.

Next thing you know, he's slamming your head against the bulletproof glass of his living room. You don't even have time to scream for help or ask for his forgiveness because the air is knocked out of your lungs at the force. All you can do is cry. He keeps slamming your head against the glass while screaming at you, telling you that you will never leave and you will never escape. The feeling and the sound of your skull cracking open sickens you to your stomach and you feel cold.

CRUNCH!

It takes him a while to realize you're gone. He stands over body demanding that you get up, that is until he catches a glimpse of your blood and brain-matter smeared all over his window. He feels his guts twist at the sight of the sickening mixture running down and staining the floors. Usually, he was never squeamish or sensitive to the sight of blood, he killed many of your friends; it was different this time though. "Shit, baby, I'm sorry. Wake up please, please don't leave me here alone..." there was no response. He kept shaking you shoulders for over 45 minutes, hoping you'll awaken sometime soon. You never do though.

The reality hits him hard. He cries for days and days on end until he can't shed tears anymore. And then after that, he screams until his voice won't come out. He doesn't eat nor sleep nor watch TV nor read. He just stays there holding your body, though the entire house now reeks of your death. He feels himself grow weaker and weaker by the day, but he doesn't care. All his strength and power left the moment he'd killed you. He only had the strength to hold your corpse and that's the only thing he'd have the strength to do for the rest of eternity, that's all the strength he needed. Then, finally, one week later...his body goes cold too.

J E O N J U N G K O O K

Jungkook stood over you, a dangerous look lacing the usual expressionlessness of his eyes. You never intended for him to get upset, never intended for him to even catch you. Yet here you were. You'd tried to be as sneaky as you could possibly manage. But, you weren't sneaky enough, he caught talking on the phone with your best friend. It wasn't the fact that you were talking on the phone though, it the best friend part of the story. She didn't like him, often finding ways to contact you and show up in your life to try and "rescue" you from him. It made him sick. He was lenient when it came to family members, but wasn't that enough for you? Obviously not because you just betrayed his trust.

He snatches your phone straight from your hands and throws it across the room. It hits the wall hard and falls down on the floor. You back away from him before rising from the couch, "Jungkook..." the way his name falls from your lips is panicky. "I thought that you and I had an agreement, sweetheart," He says, his voice is low and it sends a sharp fear down your spine. "I-" he raises his hands, signaling you to be quiet. "I can't believe you. I trusted that you wouldn't dare speak with that slut again." the venom that laces his words makes you feel like you should run. But don't you just stand and watch as he grows angrier and angrier with you.

"We had agreement! Wasn't that enough for you?"

He suddenly lashes out and sends a nearby vase flying towards you, it barely misses you by an inch. It hits the wall not far behind you, shattering against the wall. "It's not fair, you get to talk to whoever you want!" You gestured towards him angrily l, tired of him treating you like his child. "Why is that? It's not like my bestfriend is romantically involved with me or interested in me in that way! She has a boyfriend who actually loves her!" You shout at him. You have no clue where this suddenly powerful sense of courage has come from, but you use it to your advantage. Jungkook seems just as shocked as you are about your sudden outburst. You turn around and walk out of the room angrily, planning to ignore him for the next few days.

As you're making your way down the stairs, Jungkook follows swiftly behind you. Once he catches up with you, he pushes you and you tumble down the stair. This wouldn't be the first time he's done this. But this time, you actually get hurt and hit your head hard on the steps. You finally stop falling when you reach the bottom and Jungkook is met with the look of extreme horror frozen on your face. He knows you're dead almost instantly, but he wants so badly to deny it.

"{___}?"

"I'm sorry, forgive me. I wasn't deserving of someone like you." He sighed, the sorrow starting build up slowly up inside of him, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He loves you, at least, that's the lie he told himself over and over again. You don't kill people you love, dumbass.

The next few days are hellish for him. It's too quiet and cold without you around. He laid your body inside of the master bedroom of his house, and he's slept in the guest room instead. He feels terrible about what he did. He wants to make up to you somehow, pay the price but nothing came to mind until now. That's how he found himself here, he felt nothing as he stood there, looking at you one last time. He kicked out the chair from his feet.

"Forgive me..."

THUD!

#bangtan #fanfic #scenarios #angst #bts #bts maknae line #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #kpop #angst with no happy ending #mature audiences only #yandere #yandere bts

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crydadoll · 21 days

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Hello poeple! Let's talk about Crydamoure! More precisely its etymology and design. And of course, it's a t h e o r y. Mine theory. Thanks to @whyfalloutwhenyoucanpanic to encourage me to do this.

Most of poeple think Crydamoure means "Cry (tears coming from your eyes) of Love", right? But to me, it doesn't makes sense if you think well. When you really love, you don't want to cry. You can cry about feeling happy or losing what or someone you love. But not about love something/someone.

The name "Crydamoure" cames from the french expression/phrase "Cri d'amour", which Cri means "shout/cry out" and Amour means, well, "love". So in the end, it means "Love shout". It could be a shout like a war cry, when the warrior gave a shout like "ATAAAAACK!" and right after start to moving to atack the enemy; like in movies. That's cool because it matches with the logo, that looks like a medieval emblem. And we have Le Knight Club as a major artist of Cryda. Also, if you put Cryda's logo upside down, it becames a heart.

B U T !

Love shout also reminds me of the vocalization the people made while are m a k i n g l o v e (my loooooove ♫) Well, that's not impossible, because it came from french people, since they are known have a very romantic stereotype lol. Also some LKC remix sounds kind sexy, like Aloud - Undersea (Le Knight Club Edit) and Zoot Woman - Taken It All (Le Knight Club Remix).

Another point is the correct french word to love word is "amour", not amoure. (as far as I know). Maybe it's a way to people doesn't think about this sex-thing releated. And this thing about amoure/amour remember of Guy Man and his name. He presents himself like this, but that isn't his real name. It's just a shortening, which just joke with the meaning of "man" word (I know before you find out it's said "Gee", you said "guy" instead lol.) And, of course, let's dont forget about he is our beloved golden bot with a heart; a heart which produces beats. So he's a beatmaker; THE beatmaker of Daft Punk <3.

The demage is done. Have a good day! :D Fun fact: Cryda'a logo fits perfectly on Stella's chest (from The Crescendolls).

Ps.: I'm not english native speaker, so i'm sorry if i said/write something out of context. And i'm not french person.

#daft punk #guy manuel de homem christo #crydamoure #theory

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mugram · 4 months

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mini analysis: censored voicelines

010: "**... **’s g***."

"Ah... It's gone."

not too sure. didnt really have much to work with here.

009: "* c**'t ** a**t*in* ***e *o* **em."

"I can't do anything else for them."

took me a long time to get those middle ones but when i noticed the "t*in*" i figured it was "thing".

008: "*’* s****."

"I'm sorry."

easiest one so far ngl. voting forgiven just for that.

007: "**– N*, **, t**s ***n’t s**p*s*d t* h***en–"

"[???]– No, no(?), this wasn't supposed to happen–"

that first one could be another no or an "ah" idk but it doesnt really matter either way.

006: "* n*** t* *** h** b**k, **** it!"

"I need to [???](win?) [???](him/her?) back, damn it!"

yeah this one is mostly speculation. i could be totally off with the him/her thing.

005: "Y**, i*’* b*** d**e. ***d ** *ve* n*w."

"[???](yes?), it's been done. [???] is over now."

deadass this one had me googling words with 4 letters starting with b. couldnt figure out the most important word??? cries.

004: "H**. H** un***e**ed."

"[???](huh? hah?). How [???](unaffected?)."

:( its hard

003: "Y*u sh**ld h***e kn*** t*** ***n’t g**d f*r th*m. **u s****d h*v* ***w* **i* ***n’t *oo* **r t**m. Th**’*e d**d b**au*e o* y*u."

"You should have known this wasn't good for them. You should have known this wasn't good for them. They're dead because of you."

oh my god. thank you. this was easy. thank you for being simple.

002: "S***!! F***! Th*s wa**’t s*****ed ** h***en! W* sh**ld h***e l**t w**n ** *a* th**– D*** i*!"

"Shit!! Fuck! This wasn't supposed to happen! We should [???] [???](left? lost?) when we had [???](that? this? them?)– Damn it!"

bro thinks hes fuuta lmaoo but yeah im a bit stumped.

001: "Y*u c**’* ** s****us… The* c*n’t **..."

"You can't be serious... They can't be..."

why so serious? -the lawyer

#submission #MUGRAM -- Theories #// crazy because i can't say anything.#// also yes I'm posting theories here o//!!

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regalityandcoffee · 1 year

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Good Enough (Charlie Dempsey x Reader) (18+)

Summary: I deadass don't know what to say. It's filth. Go crazy.

Warnings: slight angst, slight breeding kink if you squint, mentions of low self esteem, cursing.

...enjoy?

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"Don't say it, don't fucking s-say it.."

"Charlie, Charlie-"

You tried, you really tried. He came over after training with Drew, after you sent him the classic, terrifying, "We Need To Talk" text. You sat him down, holding his hand, choking back sobs as you tried to tell him you couldn't do it anymore. You couldn't handle being a burden and holding him back any longer. And instead of the reaction you expected, sorrow, or maybe even gratitude for finally letting him go, he stunned you with a simple sentence...

"Sh-shut up, you're not leaving me..." he grunted above you as he thrust into you. Just ten minutes ago you were in tears, trying to break up with him, and now you were on your back on the bed, your clothes god-knows-where- and your knees at your shoulders.

"You can't be fucking serious."

"What?" You stared, wiping at your face. Charlie didn't cuss. He never cussed, especially not at you.

"Come here. You're not fucking serious."

In one quick blur, he had you pressed against the wall, his tongue now down your throat. Then your shirts were on the floor. And now was fucking you until you couldn't think straight.

"I love...I love you... you think you’re not good enough for me?" he growled. His hand went to your chin, forcing you to look at him. He had that look on his face, the passionate, determined, almost animalistic look he saved for bending and torturing his opponents in the ring. Though the rest of his face said otherwise, you could he meant every word as he looked at you with his eyes.

"Look at me, Y/N. I love you. I want to marry you... I want to have your kids and you still think you're not good enough for me?"

"Ch...I'm sorry..."

"Stop apologizing." He pulled out, flipping you over so your face was buried in your pillow. You steadied yourself while his hands gripped your hips tight, sure to leave bruises in the morning as he pushed back into you. You whined as he pounded into you again, arching your back as he continued, listening to the sound of his skin against yours in the dark room.

"But I'm-mmph!" You gasped as he gave you a quick smack across the ass. You felt his hand around your neck, pulling you back to kiss your lips, then your forehead.

"Stop that, st- apologizing, right now." He said, squishing your face in his hand as he kissed you again and again, moving back to your lips. "What do I have to do to get it in your head that you're stuck with me, huh?"

You tried to respond, but all you could do was moan into his mouth as he bottomed out, then moved back to keep slamming his hips hard into yours. He pushed your face back into the pillow whole you whimpered for him, saying something else that took your ears a bit to register.

"I'm gonna fix-fix this...I don't care how long it t-takes, you're gonna- damn it- you're gonna know how much I love you..."

"Mmphh, Charliiiie..."

"Do you hear, me, doll? Huh? "

"Yes, yes yes yes..."

"Not good enough my ass...come on...s-say it.. say that you're good enough..."

You tried to breathe, damn near choking on your own saliva as you gasped and panted underneath him.

"Say it, say it or I won't let you... cum, i me-mean it-"

"Charlie, Charlie, please-"

"Say it, y/n, say it-

"G- I'm g-good eno- enough..."

You whined as he slowed down, his hand moving up and through your hair grabbing a fistful to pull you back by.

"I can't hear you, say it, say it."

"I'm good e-enough!" You cried as he sped his pace back up. You kept repeating the phrase as yo clenched around his cock, and could barely keep choking it out as he kept going past your orgasm, until his hips slowed down. His hot cum spilled into you. He pulled out, and you felt it drip out of you onto the bed as he laid on top of you, his arms around your middle. His hair brushed against your cheek as he wiped the sweat from your brow kissing your forehead once more.

"I'm n-not done yet..." You whined as his hand slipped between your legs, fingers pressing back into you as he kissed your cheek. The weight of him on top of you felt welcomed, and comforting. And although you were beginning to grow overwhelmed, so was the feeling of him pumping his fingers between your soaking walls.

"And you're not leaving me, Y/N," Charlie whispered ad he kissed your neck. "You're stuck with me forever, got that?" He moved your hair from in front your eyes, his own filled with so much love you could barely take it.

"Yeah..."

"Good. Don't forget that ever. And of you do, I'm gonna make you remember it. Got that?"

"Mm-hmm," you hummed, your eyes getting droopy as he continued his rhythm in you and as he sucked at the skin of your neck.

''Good."

-fin.-

#charlie dempsey #charlie dempsey imagine #charlie dempsey x reader #charlie dempsey smut

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viacursecasting · 9 months

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A Sea Of Stars.

An Arte X Ivy Drabble

What the hell is wrong with me?

Restless, the maroon cat tossed and turned well into the deep hours of the silent night. Despite the Alaskan king mattress, despite the Egyptian cotton sheets, despite the mountain of cooling pillows, he couldn't get a wink of shut-eye.

He didn't quite understand it himself, but he craved... something. He wasn't sure what. All he knew was that he had this aching, burning, y e a r n i n g in his chest—like he had a void where his heart should be. He moaned, the pain almost too much to bear as he clutched his beating organ. What was it he longed for?

Perhaps he should be asking not what, but who.

He didn't want to admit it but he had a feeling that the only thing that could fill the space was her. Her radiant ambers, her silky smooth voice, her stubborn yet caring personality. He knew that when she risked her life for him, she was just doing her job as a bodyguard. But those fleeting moments where their gazes would linger, their touches would spark, their breaths would falter...

Was he just imagining those?

He sighed, only to grunt in agony. Then he heard a knock at the door. "Come in," he croaked.

A royal blue spider poked her head in. "Kingsley? Are you alright?"

His heart seized up in that stupid way it did every time he saw her. "Yes, I'm fine." He sat up in an effort to prove it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you."

Ivy nodded once, about to take her leave—

"Wait!" Arte cried.

She did so, looking at him inquisitively.

Shit, he didn't think this far.

"I... can't sleep," he confessed. "Could you keep me company?"

"As you wish." Ivy closed the door behind her before ambling to his bedside. "Is something on your mind?"

He laughed hollowly. "What isn't on my mind."

"Perhaps some fresh air might clear your head." She walked over to the balcony, swinging open the glass doors.

A cool breeze caressed Arte's face, making him feel instantly at ease.

She gawked outside long enough to pique Arte's curiosity. He chimed, "You okay?"

"Hm?" Ivy blinked from her trance. "Oh, yes, it's just... The stars are quite lovely tonight."

Arte was already out of bed, putting on his trench coat and shoes. "If you think that's great, you should really see them from the countryside." He glided past her, hopping on the railing with a devilish smile. "Coming?"

Incredulous, Ivy retorted, "It's the middle of—"

But Arte paid no mind, jumping off the balcony with a charming salute, knowing she would be following close behind.

He led her through a winding path embraced by flowering fields and lush trees until they arrived at a secluded lake, sparkling in the moonlight. When she gazed at the night sky, she was breathless; the stars seemed to shine ten times brighter, singing like beacons of hope. She could even see the cool ethereal hues of the Milky Way.

She wondered how many wishes it cradled.

The feline walked confidently toward the water's edge. Ivy almost stopped him, thinking he was about to get his shoes wet, but then she saw him freeze the surface with snowflake-shaped constructs beneath each footstep, allowing him to walk on water.

Of course. How could she forget he was a cryokinetic?

Ivy called after him, "If you fall, I am not fishing for you."

Arte laughed, a melodious sound. "I think you will be falling. For me, that is," he said with a wink. He then gracefully skated away, wondering if she was blushing beneath her mask.

He put on a dazzling show for her, effortlessly gliding upon his makeshift ice, leaving sparkling snowflakes in his wake. He twisted and twirled, making it look easy, and even made a few impressive tricks in the air, landing flawlessly each time. He rapidly spun on one foot for the finale, posing with an elegant flourish.

He heard the arachnid give a gentle clap before skating toward her, holding out his hand.

Ivy was slightly taken aback. "I've never skated before."

"I've got you," Arte vowed as he constructed ice blades beneath her soles, raising her an inch off the ground. "Just trust me."

Ivy was about to refuse until she peered into his cyan saucers, particularly his deformed pupil. While others might have found it disconcerting, she found it alluring. It seemed to draw her in like a magnet.

She took his hand, cool to the touch. She wobbled a bit before he put his other hand around her waist to steady her, sending chills down her spine.

It was not unwelcome.

Arte guided her gently across the ice until she seemed to get the hang of it, twirling her now and then as if they were partaking in a waltz. There were a few times she thought she would lose her balance and clutched him close, which made him chuckle, a breath that tickled her ear.

Soon their movements synchronized and they used the entirety of the lake as their stage, gliding so fast they were a blur. Their limbs flowed and intertwined as smooth as water. With the twinkling sky above and the glittering lake below, the way the duo kicked up snowflakes made them look like they were drowning in a sea of stars.

The couple slid toward the center of the lake, catching their breaths as they held each other a whisper apart. When Ivy rested her head on his chest, she could hear his racing organ. "Are you alright? Your heart rate..."

"I'm more than alright," Arte confessed, lifting up her chin with a featherlight touch, "now that I'm with you."

Ivy's own pulse quickened as she read his eyes, which were completely sincere. She saw him glance at her mask, and watched his muzzle tint.

He asked under his breath, "May I?"

Just as she reached up, she felt faint, becoming limp in his arms.

Arte held her upright, nearly stumbling, as his face washed over with concern. "Ivy? Ivy! What's wrong?"

Darkness threatened to overtake her vision as she fought to keep it at bay, but with one last shiver she slipped into unconsciousness...

The light of dawn greeted her when her eyes flickered open. She was blanketed with multiple layers and a heating pad. When she sat up she noticed the thermoregulating gauze around her waist and hands.

"You're awake!"

She looked over to see the cat bringing her a warm cup of green tea. "Kingsley? What am I doing in your bed?"

"Recovering, I hope," Arte replied sheepishly. Then he grew solemn. "You passed out from a mild case of frostbite."

Ivy took the cup, glancing at her downcast reflection in the liquid. "Oh."

Arte took a seat beside the bed. "I'm sorry. It was stupid of me to keep you so close, especially since you're immunocompromised."

"It was an accident," Ivy reassured him.

"Yes, but..." Arte groaned in frustration, dropping his gaze in shame. "You're always looking out for me. It didn't occur to me that I should be doing the same for you." He tightened his fist. "I won't be so selfish anymore."

Then he stared at his hands as if they betrayed him. "When I realized why you fainted in my arms, I felt so guilty. I didn't realize I could be such a danger to you."

His eyes started to well with tears. "Perhaps you're right, Ivy. Perhaps we shouldn't be togeth—"

He was caught off guard when an ebony web strand yanked him toward her, landing him on top. He reddened furiously. "I-Ivy—!"

"I was wrong," Ivy admitted. "Despite your ice, you showed me something I've never experienced before."

Arte blinked. "Skating?"

Ivy let out an amused huff. "No," she corrected. "Warmth."

The cat felt that very warmth in his cheeks.

Ivy smiled, reveling in his embarrassment. She touched a curled finger to his chin. "Keep me company?"

Arte chuckled, wondering who the real boss was. "As you wish."

#via's cursed cast #arte the cat #ivy the spider #arrive #sonic oc #sth #via writing #tl;dr arte simping so hard it's painful #arte kingsley

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asimpforthe80s · 6 months

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"We Need To Live Again.."

Starring: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Y/N

Warnings: fluff. HEAVY angst. Character death. Wounded Y/N. Insomnia. Lots of crying. Emotional breakdowns. Just a bunch of sad Shit.

A/N: I cried multiple times while writing this.. I'm so so freaking sorry to all of you. Especially @reidsbtch

You were trapped in the upside down for a couple of days after the end of season four. You had risked your life for eddies. And he survived. You were now walking down a grassy field limping and holding your bloody wounded arm. You were getting closer and closer to the gate when you saw Eddie and Dustin on the other side, you yelled, trying to get their attention.

"Jesus H. Christ..!"

He yells and runs over to the gate, pulling your wounded body out. "E.. Eddie.." You cried as he dragged your limp body out of the bright gate. You were covered in all sorts of wounds- wait, were you missing an arm? "Your arm..!"

He yelled, grabbing a belt from Dustin.

"Dustin, hold her down.."

Dustin nods and grabs your arm, Eddie tightly wraps his makeshift tourniquet around your lost limb, trying to hold back his tears. You were crying and trying to stay still, but the pain was too much. Everything hurt, and you couldn't do anything about it. Dustin and Eddie carry you into a nearby cabin, they lay you on the bed. Dustin runs off, while Eddie leans down and checks on your wounds.

"I'm so, so sorry.."

He whispers. "I-its okay.." You sob softly. He nods and wipes the tears from your eyes.

"I'm gonna check in on your wounds now, okay? I know it's gonna hurt, but you gotta be strong okay..?"

He says softly, then looks away. "Mhm.." You nodded slowly, trying not to move too much because of the pain. He nods and starts to clean your wounds with alcohol, you flinch in pain and bite your lip. "G-gimme your b-bandana, please.." The tone in your voice made it clear to him that you were gritting your teeth. "Dustin, get those bandages and my bandana.."

Dustin quickly nods and does as he's told.

"What do you need the bandana for..?" Eddie asks, he begins bandaging the wounds. "N-need something to bite on.." Eddie nods and puts the bandana in your mouth.

"It's okay, you can bite down."

He says, smiling faintly. You nodded and bit down as he kept cleaning your wounds. You feel him start stitching up your wounded and you wince in pain through the bandana.

"Shh, it's okay. Just focus on breathing."

Eddie whispers, trying to soothe you. Your breathing was quick and disoriented. Eddie glances over at Dustin, who was currently pacing the floor in worry.

"Dustin, get me some disinfectant..."

He yells, before turning his attention back to you.

"I've almost finished... It won't be long now.."

He whispers comfortingly. You nodded and muffled a painful 'mhm' through the bandana. A little while later he finishes your stitches and stands up straight.

"Alright, that's all I can do.. We need to get some water in you.."

He says, glancing at Dustin, who nods and quickly runs off to gather some water. You took the bandana out of your mouth and sit up slowly. "I'm so glad you found me.." You mumbled. You had lost your voice a little from all the begging and yelling when the demobats practically ate you alive. "It's what anyone would've done."

He smiles sadly, noticing that Dustin had returned and was now offering you the water.

"Here."

Dustin says, handing you the jug of water. "Thanks, little dude.." You smiled a little and started drinking. Dustin smiles proudly back at you, Eddie leans against the door and watches you drink.

"Do you feel better?"

He asks. "A little.." "Good.. You wanna grab something to eat?"

Eddie asks, still looking down at you with worry.

Dustin sits down and begins to bandage his own wounds, from the looks of it he had fought back against the Demobats and was badly scarred. "That would be amazing.. but maybe we should get me to a hospital first...?" Eddie looks at you in worry for a moment, then nods.

"Yeah.. We should."

He smiles and stands up straight, offering his hand out to you.

"Here, I'll help you up.." You took his hand and tried to stand up, immediately losing balance and holding onto Eddie's shirt for dear life. "Woah! Easy there, easy!"

Eddie says, steadying you.

"You're pretty weak right now.."

"Ya don't say.." You kept holding onto Eddie for support as you tried again. Eddie chuckles and places a hand on your waist.

"Okay, just, take it slow, all right?.. Let's take a couple steps and see how you feel."

He says, leading you forward, making sure you were steady with every step. "I'm not a baby.." You mumbled. Eddie smiles and ruffles your hair.

"I'm not saying you are, I'm just trying to make sure you don't collapse.."

He laughs softly and leads you forward a few more feet. "You're acting like I'm a baby made of glass..!" You laughed a little. Eddie laughs and places his fingers on your hips, then he leans in close, whispering something in your ears.

"Maybe I just wanna hold you. You feel pretty light in my arms, if I'm being honest."

He whispers sweetly. "Mhm? I love you, you know that?" You whispered back and booped his nose. Eddie smiles softly as his nose is booped.

"I love you too, dork.."

He whispers, blushing and looking away. "Love you more, freak.." Eddie gasps, then looks back at you with shocked eyes.

"Hey! Don't call me that!"

He laughs, then wraps an arm around your waist, before leaning down and kissing you lovingly. You laughed and kissed him back. "You're Eddie 'The Freak' Munson, baby.. what else can I call you?" You teased with a slight laugh. Eddie playfully shoves you aside, before pulling you back close to him again.

"Call me Eddie, doofus.."

He smiles, his arms tightly wrapped around your waist. "D&D nerd.."

"D&D nerd, who happens to be your boyfriend. So you better watch how you talk to me, sweetheart."

He says, grinning cheekily and winking at you. "Oh? Why? You gonna punish your sweet, wounded girl, huh?" You teased him with puppy eyes. Eddie giggles.

"As a matter of fact, I am."

He said, his voice taking on a more suggestive tone.

"How about this, when we're alone and in bed, you can call me whatever you want"

He said, grinning from ear to ear. "I already do, Daddy..~" Eddie blushes and looks away.

"Don't call me that!"

He says sternly, the redness growing on his face. "Pft! You know you like it, don't deny it.. you've begged for me to call you that while you pound me, so why can't I say it now, hm? Embarrassed?" You smiled. Eddie just blushes in response, glancing back at you with a flustered smile.

"Y-you little.."

He mumbles something under his breath, not wanting to say it. "What was that, baby?" Eddie's blush deepens, his voice still a little low.

"I.. I said you're my d-darling.. Don't tease me too much, alright?"

He says, grinning cheekily at you. "Pft.. fineee, dork" Eddie looks at you with adoring eyes.

"You're an angel, you know that, right? Just wanted to give you that reminder."

He says, squeezing you tightly. "And you're the best boyfriend in existence, you know that?" You pressed a kiss against his cheek, your tone going from teasing to loving in an instant. Eddie smiles softly and nuzzles his nose against yours.

"You're my angel and my world.. I don't think I would ever recover if something were to happen to you.."

He says, smiling and pressing his forehead against yours.

"I'm glad you're safe and alive.. I'm never gonna let you go, I'm going to keep you safe forever.." You smiled as he put your heads together and whispered such sweet words to you. "Yeah.. It's probably smart not to let me try protecting you guys in the upside down again, huh?" You kissed his nose. Eddie laughs and shakes his head.

"Yeahhh, I don't ever want to see you get that hurt again.. I couldn't stand it.."

He says softly, before his voice softens even more.

"Hey, tell me something.. If something happens to me.. Do you promise to take care of Dustin?" You looked confused. "Eddie..? What do you mean by that.." the thoughts filling your head scared you a little. "No, no, no! Nothing is going to happen to me, alright?.. I'm just thinking ahead is all.. But, do you promise to take care of Dustin anyways?"

He says, trying to reassure you.

"He's like my little brother.. And I want him to have someone to look up to, even if I'm not there.."

"Now I'm not letting you out of my sight, you know that, right? You're scaring the Shit outta your girl right now.."

"You wouldn't let me out of your sight anyways.."

Eddie replies, grinning cheekily at you.

"But yeah, you're not gonna let me go anywhere anyway, but just in case something did happen, I wanted to make sure Dustin could be safe with you.. I trust you."

He says, nuzzling your head. "Yeah.. but you're not gonna do anything stupid, are you?" Eddie chuckles then takes your chin in his hands and makes you look at him.

"No, I'm not gonna do anything stupid.. I promise you, that'd be the last thing I'd do.."

He says softly, smiling down at you as he leans in for a soft kiss.

"I love you, my angel." You kiss him back with a quiet 'I love you too, my freak' followed by a small laugh. Eddie chuckles for a moment, then his expression softens.

"Hey.. I know I've asked you to not go to the upside down again.. But.. If something happens and I'm not there, please promise.. Will you look after Dustin?"

Eddie looks at you with pleading eyes, he holds your cheek in his hand.

"I don't ever want him to feel alone again.. I've made sure to help him feel better about himself, so I don't want you to neglect him in any way.. Please, promise me.. Okay?" You nodded. "Of course I will.. but nothing is gonna happen, right?"

"Of course not, sweetheart.. I'll make sure I come home to you, okay?"

He says, hugging your head to his chest.

"Don't worry.. Okay? I said I'd stay, and I would." You nodded again. "Did you and the others make a plan to kill vecna yet?" Eddie looks up and sighs.

"yeah.. but you won't like it.."

He says gently

"but I can't let that bastard live after what he did to you.."

His tone goes to a more gentle, protective one. "So.. what's the plan.. 'm ready to hear it" Eddie swallows.

"Well.. me and dustin are gonna distract the demobats while the others run into that weird 'important' building and kill vecna.."

He says softly.

"It's.. gonna be dangerous. And.. I don't know if we'll all make it back."

He sighs.

"I'm gonna be honest, I'm scared.. I'm sorry to say that."

Eddie looks down at you with sympathetic eyes. You nodded, understanding the dangers of this plan. You were scared. Scared that Eddie won't come back. "So am I.." Eddie looks at you and cups your face.

"I know I promised I'd be safe, I'm sorry, but it's the only plan we have. He has to die, and I'm not gonna let the others do this alone."

He says, staring you straight in the eyes.

"Will you be strong for me, my angel?.. Will you believe that I'm coming back? Promise me, okay?"

"Of course.. if you die, I'll fuckin murder ya" you tried lighting the mood. Eddie laughs and boops your nose.

"I'm holding you to it, sweetheart.. I'm coming home to you, I'm surviving. I'm killing Vecna and getting back to you, okay? For me?"

He asks, his voice taking on a soft tone. "Yeah.. you can do it, dork" Eddie smiles and kisses your forehead.

"Thanks, sweetheart.

I'll make sure he dies and you'll make sure I get back in one piece.. okay?"

Eddie asks, his tone turning to a teasing one.

"How about after he's dead, we just chill in bed for the entire month and watch movies?"

He says cheekily. "Definitely.. good plan, let's do that"

"We could snuggle.. Kiss a little.. Maybe even watch those romantic movies you like so much.. I'll let you borrow my jacket so you won't be cold.. Maybe even give you a kiss on your forehead?"

Eddie asks with a smirk, holding you tighter. "If you actually die, I'm stealing your shit.. I don't care about your uncle, I'm taking it all" Eddie laughs and rolls his eyes and boops your nose.

"Don't push it, dork. And I'm not gonna die.. I'm coming home. I wouldn't want to miss out on all that cuddling anyway."

He says sarcastically, still holding you tightly. "Yeah, exactly" Eddie smiles and nuzzles his head against yours.

"I can't wait to feel your face on my chest, I'll never let you sleep anywhere else..

Eddie says softly, the smile not leaving his voice.

"I'm coming back, I'll always come back to my angel.. you're everything to me. You're my light."

He says softly.

"You're everything I've ever loved or cared about."

He says, his soft tone almost making you tear up. "You're everything I've ever loved and cared about too.. when are you leaving?" Eddie lets out a deep sigh.

"Soon.. but I'm making sure I cuddle with you as much as I can before I go.."

He smiles softly, nuzzling his face against you.

"Don't you worry, okay.. I'm not gonna leave you for dead.. I won't leave you for anything.. You're the most important person in my life. I'd leave myself to die before I leave you. Don't you ever forget that, my angel, okay?"

"Don't you dare die, bastard.." You kissed his cheek. "Now let's get to that fuckin before battle cuddling before its too late.." Eddie laughs a little and kisses your forehead.

"Of course, let's go cuddle, my angel.. you're the perfect pillow, I'm not letting you out of my arms."

He says, carrying you to the couch and sitting you down before laying on top of you.

"This the best spot."

He nuzzles his nose against yours, smiling gently.

"And I need you to know.. I'd die for you in a heartbeat.. My love for you is unmatched and I wouldn't hesitate if it meant keeping you safe.." You smiled and put your head on his chest, wrapping his arms around you and your arms around his. Eddie cuddles you tightly, then nuzzles his face against your hair.

"I'll make sure I don't die, just for you, my angel.."

He whispers softly, his tone loving in every way possible.

"I love you so, so much. My angel isn't allowed to die."

He kisses you gently on your neck, then pulls away and smiles.

"How could I ever have a life without you in it? I would be nothing without you, my angel."

(God, this part hurts me)

A couple days later, after Eddie's death, Steve knocks softly on your door.

He's carrying a box and looking solemn.

He takes a deep breath and calls your name softly.

"Y/N? Can I come in..?"

"Yeah sure! Where's Eddie..?" Steve's expression softens.

"Y/N.. I'm sorry.. I'll.. explain it to you in a minute, okay? Can I come inside?"

He looks down at the box he's holding. You opened the door for Steve and let him in. "Steve.. what's wrong..?" Steve sighs deeply and comes inside, closing the door behind him.

He's quiet for a moment before speaking again.

"Y/N.. It's just.. Eddie died in battle.. I'm so sorry."

He looks down at the box in his hands.

"I know how much you.. loved him.. So I thought you'd like to have these.."

He says, handing you the box after a moment of silence. "W.. what.." You looked like a deer in headlights as he told you the news. The words hitting you like a train. You started hyperventilating and fell to the floor as tears filled your sweet eyes. Steve goes down alongside you, looking worriedly at you.

He holds you and rubs your back to comfort you.

"Hey now, let it all out. I don't expect you to deal with this so easily.. Eddie meant.. meant so much to you, I know it. Just, try not to let it break you.."

He says softly, his tone still gentle.

"I'm here for you.. For as long as you need me, I promise." You stayed silent for a few seconds before completely breaking down. Endlessly crying into Steve's shoulder. You buried your head in Steve's chest and let out a heartbreaking scream. He doesn't say anything in response and just continues holding you and rubbing your back.

He looks down at you with sympathetic eyes, as he rocks you quietly back and forth.

Soon enough, he starts humming a lullaby, hoping it would make you feel better and ease the pain, even just a little bit.

"Remember me

Though I have to say goodbye

Remember me

Don't let it make you cry

For even if I'm far away I hold you in my heart

I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart

Remember me

Though I have to travel far

Remember me

Each time you hear a sad guitar

Know that I'm with you the only way that I can be

Until you're in my arms again

Remember me."

He softly chanted the lyrics. You just kept crying and yelling into his chest, not able to do much else. You felt like your world had shattered in front of you. Felt like you couldn't breathe or ever be happy again. It goes on for a while.

Steve just let's you vent all your feelings out.

It's all Steve can do to comfort you.

After some time, you start to calm down and your tears begin to dry.

Steve still rubs your back and rocks you gently.

"Shhh.. It's okay to scream.. It's okay to cry.. Just let those emotions out.. I'll be here, okay?"

He whispers softly, looking at you with sympathy in his eyes.

It had been days since Eddie's death.

Steve stands outside your door, looking nervous as he knocks again.

He takes a deep breath and calls your name.

"Y/N?.. Can I come inside?"

He asks, a box still in his hand. "No.." You hadn't let anyone see you ever since Steve left you with the news about a week ago. You hadn't eaten or slept since. You always fell asleep next to Eddie. You always ate with Eddie. He always told you stories to entertain you while you were eating or to help you sleep. "Y/N.. Please.. just listen to me.. I'm not here for myself, I'm here for you.."

Steve says softly, his tone worried and hesitant as he speaks.

"Eddie made me promise you something.. before he left, he asked me to make sure you do this.. This is all his idea and he's the one who asked for this.. He wanted to make sure you're safe.. Please, just listen.."

He looks down at the box once more. "The box.. what's in it.." Steve looks down at the box then back up at you.

"It's something Eddie asked me to give you.. He wanted you to have it.. To open it, okay?.."

He says slowly, his tone hesitant.

"Please.. just listen, I promise it's important.. I wouldn't ask if it wasn’t"

"The door is unlocked.." Steve nods then pushes the door open, coming inside.

He still has the box in his hand and hands it to you.

"Take your time, okay? But when you're ready, please open it, okay?.."

He says, his tone still gentle and concerned.

"Eddie promised me you'd understand.. And I'm trusting the choice he made.. Please.. Y/N.."

He says the last part softly. You slowly opened the box and gazed at what was inside. Inside the box are multiple items.

You recognize two things that Eddie used to cherish a lot..

First, you see the guitar necklace he always wore.

Second, a ring that looks as if it belongs to a promise in the making.

Finally, Eddie's leather jacket and his battle vest.

A letter slides out of the box.. It's Eddie's handwriting.

Steve watches you closely, waiting for your reaction. You slowly read the letter.

"Dear Y/N,

I'm not good with words, but I hope this letter helps you know how much I love you..

I know the world is harsh and you might feel lost without me.. Or maybe even alone.. But promise me you won't give up on yourself.. You deserve to live and love..

I love you with all my heart, and nothing can change that..

And please, tell Dustin I love him and miss him..

With all my love,

Your Eddie"

You immediately burst into tears, your heart aching even more. Steve sighs deeply and kneels down by your side.

He wraps his arms around you and rubs your back.

"I'm sorry, I'm so goddamn sorry.. I know there's no way to make it up to you.. And I know I promised something similar, but..

I'm sorry I couldn't keep that promise.. But you have to know, that Eddie loves you..

He loved you with his whole heart and he died defending you, not me.. He loves you so much..

And I hope you know that and always remember that, alright?!.. "

"Mhm.. c-can you leave?.. need some time.." Steve looks worried before letting out a long and heavy sigh.

"Y/N.. I.. I know it's my job to help you through this.. But.. Okay.. If you need sometime, I'll give it to you.."

Steve gets back up and gives you a reassuring smile before exiting the room, closing the door behind him.

You're all alone in your apartment.

The only comfort you have are the items Eddie left you in the box.

And, of course, a letter he left you written in his handwriting. You held all the items close, like it was your lifeline. You couldn't take this. It wasn't fair! He promised he'd be back.. instead of spending the month in Eddie's arms, you spent the month wearing his clothes and holding his things close while crying. Having multiple breakdowns a day. A couple months later.

You're still broken.

You look around your apartment and all you can see is the memory of Eddie in everything you see.

His guitar, the ring he gifted you, the jacket that has his smell all over it, and more..

Suddenly, someone knocks at your door..

The knocking sounds a bit panicked. "Who is it?"

"It's Steve.. Y/N, can I come in? It's important"

Steve sounds worried as he speaks from the other side of the door.

"I'm sorry.. But I think you'll wanna talk about this.."

He sighs and waits at the door. "Fine.. I don't lock my door, Steve.. remember that" Steve opens the door and enters, his face still looking panicked.

"Y/N, I have something very important to tell you, please.. just hear me out, okay?.."

He says, his voice sounding quiet and somber.

His tone is serious, and you can tell that whatever he has to say isn't good.

He takes a deep breath before starting to speak..

"You know how Eddie wanted me to give you some things.. Before he left?" You nodded. Steve nods and sits down, breathing out and holding his head in his hands.

He looks down at the floor and speaks very hesitantly..

"Y/N.. Eddie wanted me to tell you that you aren't alone, if that makes any sense.. He said you can call out.. To him and he'll find a way to hear you.. I think he meant.. He meant from beyond the grave, though he didn't say it outright.. But he said you aren't alone.. He wanted me.. To tell you that.. I.. I didn't wanna lie to you, so.. That's why I didn't say anything.."

"Get out, imma try it.." Steve looks at you silently for a few seconds and lets out an exhausted sigh.

"Please, don't get your hopes up.. That's all he asked from me.. To let you know you can call out to him.. And I'm sorry if I made it sound like he'll be here.. He won't.."

Steve looks away and down at the floor.

"But.. I'm sure Eddie's there somewhere.. And he's still listening.. I... I'm not gonna lie to you, but.. Do what you need.. I'll leave you to it. " You nodded and waited for Steve to leave once again. Steve looked down at the floor before getting up.

But before he left, Steve looked at you with sympathetic eyes.

"I'm not gonna deny that it hurts.. And I think it always will.. But please don't give up, okay? Eddie wouldn't want that.."

He says softly, before leaving the room once more.

You're alone, but you have a feeling Eddie is still there.. "Eddie..?" You dried your tears with the sleeve of one of his old hoodies. For a few seconds, it's quiet.

But then, you hear Eddie's voice in your head..

"Y/N.. I'm here.."

Eddie's voice fills you with peace and comfort.

"I'm.. I'm still listening.. I'm always here.. Do you have anything to tell me, angel..?" You burst into tears again and just laid down on the floor. "Eddie..!"

"Shh.. Shh.. Don't cry, please don't.. You hurt my heart, sweetheart."

Eddie's voice was gentle in your head, like a soothing wind that caresses you and rocks you back and forth..

"Hey.. I'm here now.. You don't need to cry.. I'm here, and I'm listening to you, Y/N.. What do you want to tell me..?"

"I-i need you.. j-just.. stay with me.." You begged him through your tears. "I hear you.. I'm here.. I've never been far, but.. I know sometimes it feels like I am. But I'll stay.. I'll always stay, sweet angel.."

Eddie's voice was quiet and reassuring..

"What do you need, Y/N? How can I make it better?.."

"W-wanna hold you.. but that's n-not possible, is it?" You sobbed and hugged one of Eddie's hoodies that you had left on the floor. "I wish I could hold you.. I wish we could fall asleep together again.. I wish I could wrap my arms around you one more time.."

Eddie's voice was pained yet gentle as he spoke, he was sympathetic to your suffering.

"But it's not like that.. Not anymore. And I know it hurts.."

Eddie's voice was apologetic.

But he remained determined to listen to you and offer you advice.

"How can I make it better, sweetheart?.." You just laid on the floor, hugging his hoodie tight. "I-i don't know.." You answered. Eddie's voice was sympathetic as he spoke once more.

"Hey.. Listen.. This.. It's new for me too, alright? I never thought I'd have to do this.. to watch and.. Listen.. And just.. Not be there.."

He paused for a moment and hesitated for a minute, before speaking again.

"Can I say something without offending you..?" You nodded, not knowing if he could see it or not, but whatever. Eddie's voice was hesitant as he spoke.

"Y/N.. You have to let me go.. You have to let yourself live once more.. This.. It isn't fair, I know, and I wish I could do something to fix it.. But.. Don't forget me.. But don't forget that I want you to be happy.."

Eddie's tone was somber yet gentle.

"Please, take care of yourself.. Promise me that, sweet angel.."

"Don't leave me.. E-eddie.." Eddie's voice was soft and sad as he spoke.

"I have to, sweetheart.. I didn't want to, but.. This is the way it is.. But I'll never truly leave you, remember that, Okay?.."

Eddie's tone was apologetic.

"Please.. It hurts to see you cry, it really does, but.. I'll be here.. And as long as you're here, a part of me will live in you.. Do you understand me?.."

Eddie's tone was soft and sad yet determined. "No, no, no.. i-i need you.. need to.. keep hearing your voice.." Eddie's voice was pained as he spoke.

"Y/N.. Y/N.. You can't depend on me anymore.. I'm sorry.. I wish things were different.. But.. This is it, sweetheart.. I'm always listening, but you can't depend on me.."

He paused for a moment and let out a long and heavy sigh.

"Y/N.. I love you.. I've always loved you.."

Eddie's tone was apologetic.

"Please.. Be happy.." You started crying and begging for him to stay with you, anything to make sure you could hear his voice. Eddie was hesitant for a moment but didn't hesitate for long.

"Y/N, I'm sorry.. But I think it's best if you try and learn to depend on yourself..

This isn't healthy for you, sweetheart.. You have to do this on your own, I'm sorry.. I love you, sweet angel.. But I have to do this..

Can I say goodbye for now..?"

Eddie's tone was apologetic but firm as he spoke. You clenched the hoodie tighter in your hands and sobbed. Eddie's voice was sad as he spoke once more.

"I have to go.. I'm so sorry, sweet angel, but I have to.. I'm always here, but.. You'll have to find your happiness yourself, okay?.."

Eddie's tone was apologetic and soft.

"Y/N.. I have to leave.. But please, be happy.. Remember me.. I'll remember you.. I've said it before and I'll say it again.. I love you.. Sweet angel.. I'll listen, but please be happy.."

Eddie's tone was somber and heartbroken. Your crying was uncontrollable. You wanted him to stay. You needed him to stay. You could barely breathe because of how much you were crying. Eddie's voice was sad and pained as he spoke.

"Y/N! Sweet angel! Oh god, no, please don't cry.. It will be alright, I promise..

You don't need me, you don't, my sweet angel.. It sounds hard.. I know it does.. But I can't stay.. You have to be strong, Y/N.. I believe in you, I do..

Please.. Please, stop crying, oh no.. Sweet angel, please stop.. I can't.. I wish I could stay.." You took a few seconds to speak. "Please.. no.. i-i do.. I do need you.." Eddie's voice was pained but not hesitant as he spoke.

"Don't make it harder than it is, my sweet angel. Please, I want you to be happy.. I want you to be okay..

Y/N.. I'm listening.. I'll always be.. But please, learn to be happy on your own..

I have to go.. I have to leave, sweet angel.. I promise, I'll never truly be gone..

But I have to go..

Goodbye, sweet angel.. I love you.. " You cried so much you stopped breathing when you couldn't hear his voice. You were so scared and sad. You could hear Eddie's footsteps going away as his voice faded and slowly disappeared.

The only thing that filled your head was your tears as you continued to cry..

It was only when your phone started buzzing that you noticed how much time had passed.

Steve had sent you multiple messages in the time that Eddie's voice stopped.

One of which read.

"Y/N, are you okay?.."

Steve was worried about you as he waited for your answer. You slowly replied. "No.. I talked with Eddie, please come over.. I need you" There was a moment of silence as Steve read your message.

"Y/N, I'm just glad you replied.. But you.. You talked to Eddie?.."

Steve was hesitant.

"I.. okay, alright, I'm coming over now.. Text me if you need anything, okay?.. "

Steve wrote down as he headed towards your apartment.

Steve had a worried expression as he rushed to your place, trying to figure out what exactly had happened. He found you lying on the floor in a ball, clenching Eddie's old hoodie while wearing another. Tears pooled up under your head. Steve sighed as he walked in and saw you in that state. He kneeled beside you and looked at you with worry.

"Y/N, what happened? I know you were sad.. But.. You told me you talked to Eddie, what exactly happened, darling?.."

He didn't know what Eddie would've told you.. He was starting to worry.

Steve reached out and pulled you into a close hug.

"Shhh.. It's okay.. I'm here, sweet angel.."

He spoke softly, trying to comfort you. "H.. he won't.. w-won't talk to me a-again.." Steve immediately looked worried and concerned as he heard that.

"Y/N, I told you that we had to let Eddie go, it's the only way we'll be able to move on.. Oh, Y/N, I'm so sorry, I know this hurts.. But you have to understand, Eddie wouldn't want you to grieve like this.."

Steve hesitated for a moment but continued speaking.

"Y/N.. We have to learn to be happy again, don't we?.."

Steves tone was pained but determined as he spoke. "I-i don't wanna..! I-i want Eddie.." Steve was quiet for a moment.

"But Eddie wouldn't want you to do that, Y/N.. He told you to move on, right?..."

He looked concerned but sympathetic as he spoke.

"So, please, do your best, okay? For Eddie, please.. Learn to be happy on your own again.. You're still young, Y/N, you can't live like this.."

Steve spoke softly and pained as he tried to reason with you.. "S-shut up..!" You just sobbed. "I-i want Eddie.." Steve was quiet for a moment.

"Y/N.. I know you do.. But you have to accept the truth.. You have to learn to be happy on your own again?..

Eddie is looking after you, sweet angel.. I know it's hard, but.. But he's with you, I promise he is.. But he's not coming back.."

Steve spoke with a hint of desperation.

"Y/N.. You can't live like this forever.. Please, I'm begging you to try, okay?" You laid your head in his lap and held onto Steve tightly. You seemed so tired. You hadn't slept in weeks, and the crying just made it worse. You cried yourself to sleep on Steve's lap pretty quickly. Steve gently ran his fingers through your hair.

He didn't know what to do, but he felt that you needed comfort..

He could tell that you hadn't slept in weeks as well, and he tried to keep you as comfortable as he could.

Steve could feel your tears wetting his clothes as you cried yourself to sleep.

After a moment, he picked you up carefully and started walking, heading towards your bedroom.

Once on the bed, he tucked you in and pulled up the blankets over you.

"Shh, it's okay, sweetheart... It's okay.." You were half asleep and did the grabby hands towards Steve. Steve chuckled softly as your hands gripped onto his hoodie.

"There.. There.. It's okay, angel.. I got you.. Oh god, you're tired.. You really haven't been sleeping enough.."

Steve pulled you closer.

"Shhh, I'm here, sweet angel.. Everything will be alright.."

Steve spoke softly as he sat beside you on the bed.

He felt worried as he didn't know when he should leave you.. He was afraid that you might wake up in the middle of the night and start crying again.. You held onto him and cuddled him like you used to with Eddie, not fully aware that it's Steve. Steve smiled softly as your grip on his hoodie tightened.

You were holding him like you used to hold Eddie. And that made him feel guilty.

He had no idea what to do.

But he stayed silent and let you cuddle him.

Hours had passed, it was past midnight. The moon shone brightly in the sky.

You were fast asleep, still holding onto Steve's hoodie.

Steve had been sitting in the same position for so long, his legs hurt and he was exhausted.

He tried to wake you up, but every attempt failed.

Steve couldn't help but stare down at your face.

Your eyes shut tight, and your mouth slightly open.. You looked peaceful..

Steve felt worried as he realized how much this was affecting you. Your unconscious body really thought this was Eddie. You did depend on Eddie. He did save you multiple times. When you met, he saved you from killing yourself. He helped you with your self-harm. He saved you from your abusive mom. He saved you from your mom's boyfriend, who was always clawing at you. Steve watched you with a worried expression as you slept.

You.. You didn't realize it, but Eddie was your guardian angel..

He had saved you from so many bad and horrible things.

He had always been there for you and wanted what was best for you.

"Y/N.. Please wake up, sweetheart.. I'm begging you, please wake up.."

Steve pulled his hoodie away from you, thinking that the hoodie had made you so attached to him that you thought he was Eddie.. You just wrapped your arms around Steve's waist, not daring to let go. "Mph.." You mumbled in your sleep. Steve sighed and sat up.

He couldn't bring himself to wake you up, but he knew he had to.

"Y/N, sweetheart.. Please wake up.. Please, it's time for you to wake up, sweet angel.. I'm sorry, but I have to ask you to wake up.."

Steve was hesitant as he spoke.

"Please, Y/N, you have to wake up, please.. I need you to wake up.." You slowly woke up. You were obviously not fully awake yet as you spoke up. "Stop it, Eddie.. gimme five more minutes.." Steve looked down at your face as you spoke. It was endearing yet also worrying.

"Y/N, sweetheart, look at me.."

Steve waited a moment as he spoke, hoping that you would focus on him.

"Y/N, it's not Eddie, it's me.. Steve.. I'm right here, okay?.."

He spoke softly and pained as he waited for a response. You slowly looked up at him, your mind not focusing or remembering that Eddie was dead. "Steve? Where's Eddie..?" Steve let out a long and heavy sigh..

He felt that if he were to tell you the truth now, you'd be heartbroken all over again.

"Y/N, sweetheart, Eddie.. He's... He's just not here right now, okay?.."

Steve's tone was desperate and hopeful as he lied, trying to shield you from the truth.

"Please, Y/N, promise me you'll believe me, alright?.." You nodded. "Mh.. okay.. where is he..?" Steve was relieved that you seemed to believe him.

But he was also in a difficult position.. He couldn't keep up this facade forever, he knew he'd have to tell you the truth eventually.

"He.. Umm.. He's not here.. He has some important work to do, okay?.."

Steve made up an excuse just because he wanted you to think that Eddie was safe.

"Don't worry, we'll get to see him when he's back.. But for now, he really needs us to be okay on our own, okay?.." You nodded. "Uh-huh.. you want some food? I could really go for anything right now.. feels like I haven't eaten in weeks..!" You stood up and walked to the kitchen. Steve let out a breath of relief as you headed towards the kitchen.

If you got something to eat, you might be less emotional and more calm.

He got up after you walked away and followed you.

"Y/N, yeah, I could use some food too.. We should both eat something, yeah?"

He didn't think it was good for you to stay hungry.

Steve put on a fake smile as he opened the fridge.

"Anything in particular you want to eat, sweetheart?.."

"I dunno.. Eddie usually made food.. but I am able to make eggs" Steve chuckled softly as he watched you.

"I see.. How about I make us both something? No need for you to make anything.. Just sit back and relax, okay?.."

Steve pulled out some ingredients to make omelettes as he spoke.

"What do you say?.."

Steve's tone was upbeat and hopeful. "Yeah, why not? You sure?" Steve nodded and started cooking.

"Of course, don't worry, I got it! If there's one thing I'm good at.. It's cooking.. So don't worry, I'll make us something good to eat, alright?.."

Steve's tone was upbeat and energetic.

He made the omelettes in no time, he hadn't lied when he said he was a good cook..

He placed the two omelettes on a pair of plates and placed them on the table.

"Here you go.. Enjoy, sweet angel.." You smiled at him and mumbled a sweet 'thanks' before starting to eat. You hadn't been able to stop crying for about a month now, and finally seeing you sorta happy was giving Steve a happy feeling. And a little guilt. Because he knew he lied to you. And he knew he had to tell you soon. Steve felt a weight get lifted off of his chest as he watched you eat.

You ate your food quickly and without saying much.

That was a good sign, you were eating and that meant that you were starting to feel better.

Steve sat down beside you and picked up his own plate.

He started eating too.

After a few minutes of silence, he felt like he needed to ask you something.

"Y/N.. I need to ask you something, sweetheart.." You looked up at him. "Hm? Yes?" Steve took a deep breath before he spoke again.

"Y/N, I need to ask you to stop waiting for Eddie, okay?.."

He waited for your response, trying to be as careful and delicate as he could.

Steve didn't want to upset you or make you cry, but he knew that the truth had to be told.

"Y/N, I promise, Eddie would want us to move on.. I'm just asking you, sweetheart.. Can you please accept that Eddie is gone?.."

"Hm? What do you mean? You said Eddie was just busy?" You looked confused, not remembering that he was indeed dead. Steve was pained, but he had to try and explain the situation to you.

He was doing his best to make you understand without hurting you.

"Y/N.. I.. I don't know how to explain this to you.. Sweetheart, Eddie... He... Umm.. He's not coming back, Y/N.."

Steve was quiet for a moment as he tried to choose his words carefully.

"I'm sorry, it's just that, Eddie.. He's not busy, Y/N.. He's... He's gone.." Your throat tightened, and your heart ached as you remembered everything that happened last month. "Oh.." Your smile faded quickly. Steve felt a wave of guilt as he heard you remember everything.

He didn't like hurting you like this, but he had to be honest with you.. He couldn't keep lying to you..

Steve pulled you into a close hug as he stayed silent.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N.. Please forgive me.."

Steve's tone hurt and sounded desperate, he felt like he was hurting you so much and felt like he was doing more damage than good.. You were trying to hold back tears as you hugged Steve back. "O-oh.." You repeated in a more shaking tone. Steve pulled you closer to him and rubbed your back.

"Y/N, don't cry, please.. I'm sorry, I had to tell you the truth, I couldn't keep lying to you.. Eddie wouldn't like that"..

Steve sounded hurt as he spoke.

"I wish.. I wish things were different, Y/N.. But it's time for you to move on to.. To remember Eddie and what he did for us.. But please, we need to move forward, okay?.."

Steve was in so much pain as he spoke. You nodded and took a deep breath. Steve sighed and held you tightly as he spoke.

"Y/N, please, accept the truth.. We cannot go back, but.. But that doesn't have to mean that this is the end of our happiness, okay?.."

Steve desperately tried to convince you as he held you close.

"Eddie wouldn't want you to stay this way, he'd want us to learn to be happy again.. To be happy on our own again.."

He hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

"Y/N, promise me you'll try, okay?.."

"Yeah.." You sighed, fighting the urge to cry. "I know we both miss Eddie a lot.. But you have to live, you have to be able to be happy on your own again.. For Eddie, okay?.."

Steve sounded worried as he spoke.

His eyes were filled with pain that he couldn't hide.

He sounded sad as he spoke.

"Y/N, I can't stand seeing you this way.. Please, just try to.. To accept that Eddie isn't coming back.. We'll always remember him and how he helped us and made us happy.. But, we need to live again.."

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alohajun · 2 years

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♡ I'M SORRY — KIM DOYOUNG

doyoung x fem!reader | wc : 0.9k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, angst, established relationship, mentions of road accident, mentions of blood, crying, mentions of the words ‘dying’ and ‘kill’ | request : do you write angst? if so, can you write a doyoung (treasure) angst? if not, a doyoung fluff please :) | loki's lines : do i write angst?! yes, i do and it always leaves me in tears. but anywho you asked and i provided … but at what cost ?? ToT we gots a part 2 coming up tho bc i’m not about to kill off doyoung o_O

"this is all your fault."

"oh, come on, it can happen to anyone. i'm sorry, okay?" you apologised, holding your boyfriend, doyoung's hand as you two started walking back again to your apartment. you left the invite for the party back at home and didn't realise until you arrived near the hall.

you weren’t far from your place. in fact, just a few buildings away. the two of you walked back, with doyoung grumbling the whole way.

"sorry won't cut it. i told you we should go in the car. who walks to a party? especially when you are wearing a fancy dress?" doyoung bit back a smile, looking away to keep his charade.

"fine, fine, my bad. it was just nearby! i didn't think taking the car would be necessary. i'm sorry, baby!" you hugged his arm, smiling at him, poking his cheeks as you prompted him to smile.

"i was just playing, yeah? you don’t need to be sorry. gosh, you are adorable." doyoung cooed, pinching your cheeks as he placed a chaste kiss on your forehead before running away as you raised your hand to hit him.

"kim doyoung! come here!" you ran behind him, having enough experience with running in heels to pull it off.

the light turned red, and the cars came to a stop. doyoung continued his teasing as he ran across the crossing, sticking his tongue out as he mocked out. you couldn't help but laugh as he did a little dance.

you walked towards him, shaking your head to yourself. a distinct and loud zoom stopped you in your place as you looked to the side, seeing an oncoming bike despite the red light.

just as you turned to warn your boyfriend, your gaze was filled with a slo-mo version of the speeding bike hitting doyoung, throwing him a few feet away at the impact.

just as you turned to warn your boyfriend, your gaze was filled with a slo-mo version of the speeding bike hitting doyoung, causing him to fly a few feet away at the impact.

"doyoung!" your scream filled the air as you ran towards him, heart beating against your chest as you froze upon seeing his state.

there was a lot of blood, and you shakily took out your phone as you kneeled next to doyoung's half-conscious body, trying to call the ambulance.

"i called for help, they said they'll be here in ten minutes."

the phone fell out of your hands and tears filled your vision as you held doyoung in your arms, hesitantly touching his face. hot tears streamed down your face and fell onto his, pulling him out of the dazed state he was in.

"y/n?" he called out, and you whimpered, nodding as more sobs escaped your lips. you shook your head, gripping onto the sides of his suit, wordlessly asking him to stay with you. "you have t-to talk to m-me, y/n. how e-else am i g-going to stay a-awake?"

"i'm sorry." you cried, sobbing harder when you felt doyoung's hands caress your face. "doyoung, please stay. stay for me. don't go. don't close your eyes. please. i'm sorry," you rambled, wiping away your tears as you tried to stay strong for your boyfriend.

as he saw how you struggled to breathe, doyoung felt concerned — despite being the one in need of the most medical attention.

"hey, hey. take a b-breath. calm d-down. i know it's difficult, but c-calm down," he spoke, scrunching his face as he felt a sharp pain go through his body.

you wiped away the tears that kept falling down your face, taking a deep breath. "stop nagging for once and let me cry and panic in peace. argh, this is all my fault. if i got the invite, then none of this wouldn't happen. i am really sorry, i really am."

you ignored doyoung's words when he tried telling you it wasn't your fault. rambling about many things, not even knowing what you spoke about or what language; you just rambled, wanting to have doyoung conscious for when the ambulance came.

"i like th-this view," doyoung interrupted your chattering, smiling despite the pain. "this is a r-really good angle o-of you."

"now is really not the time, doyoung."

you heaved a breath as he held your hands, partially to assure you and partially because he was in a lot of pain and needed something — or someone — to hold.

though you couldn't compare to the pain, you knew doyoung was in a lot of pain, and let him hold on to your hand as tightly as he wanted.

even though it felt like your fingers were being crushed by his grip, you held it in, knowing your pain was practically nothing compared to what he felt.

"hey ..." he spoke, and you opened your mouth to shut him up, because he really shouldn't be talking this much. "...if i don't make it, i just hope you know how much i love you, yeah? i really love you a lot. and if possible, i want you to look out for my brother, because he can be a stupid idi-"

"no, no, no. don't give me these 'last words' talk. you are going to be perfectly alright, and you will be the one to look out for your brother. no, just no. i will not let you leave me. if you even think about dying, i'm going to kill you."

"i love you so much, y/n."

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deus-ex-mona · 1 year

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the anon who asked about your odd ships. now I wanna know EVERY take you mentioned but in case that gets very long / you don't want to talk about everything, I'm most curious about the canon ship you can't stand, that notp, and that poly ship. Though if you have the time I'd rather know all the takes 🤣

ask and you shall ✨receive✨~

dropping a cut here for length~~ because m a n did just those three questions get long sorry~~~~

the canon ship i can’t stand:

aside from the obvious (akechi x his m*t* s**t*), i don’t like the harucouple. i find their story pretty bland tbh, and i just find miou plain unlikeable.

questionable 10cm anime aside (‘cuz seriously, what was up with miou in that anime? she found out that chiaki died [from unrelated causes] after he saved her from drowning, and then proceeded to blame herself for his death??? even though akechi was like “ay girl his death ain’t your fault, so chill ok?” she just went ahead and made chiaki’s death all about herself, distanced herself from haruki with no explanation, then slapped him when he got all depressed and had an existential crisis that came about because she ignored him? like whaaaaat) the fact that miou is just too dang passive is pretty annoying. m

like, what’s up with that “zutto matteru yo, haruki-kun” nonsense? why is she expecting haruki to be the only one to put in effort to see her? take some initiative, girlllllllllllllll close that 10cm yourself dammit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he’s going to study abroad in the us of a, he has no time to hop on a plane to zip back just to see you. if you have the time to find him (like during your summer vacation), and if the opportunity presents itself (like, if your friends happen to get tickets for a trip to the ‘states and are gracious enough to give one of said tickets to you), go to see him yourself, dammit!!!!!!

and! the fact that they just picked up right where they left off 7 years later is pretty dumb. people change over time, you know? the person you thought you liked in high school may have very well grown up to become an adult that you barely recognise, much less still have feelings for. so the fact that they just??? got right together after those 7 years with absolutely minimal contact??? is just????? what???????????

so yeah. that canon ship i can’t stand is harumiou. stock shoujo romance ships confuse me h e l p

aside from that, yuko x her french husband ig, bc she needs therapy, not a man. prioritise your kids, yuko, not yourself. you’re a parent, so act like one, dammit!!!!

that notp:

every single aizo ship aside from lxl, daizo (as a crackship), and aiyui (read: ft4 yui, for the crack potential only), bc i really can’t see him with any girl (or any other guy for the matter, really). aiyuu forever, y’know—

also, hiyomona bc episode 6 of the [redacted] anime still makes my skin crawl. why would you ship mona with someone who says “you’re so cute, no wonder why the guy tried to assault you” h e lp. i used to think that hiyomona was kinda cute, but now it just. gives me the heebies sorryyyyyyyyyyy

that poly ship:

keikarenariken!!!!! the fast food quartet is just so cute together y’know~~~~? kei and ken even bounce off each other really nicely (cries in heart no chikai novel i totally didn’t forget about), and arikaren are just plain cute!!!!! ken and karen have nice interactions with each other, in a sense… soooo… they’re all just so precious and cute and i think they should all hold hands and feed each other extra salty french fries

and for another poly ship, kotahinakoyuryou! yukki deserves to have 3 gardening-loving lovers y o u g e t m e ? flower shop ot4, anyone? i just think the four of them should be girlfriends (yes, even kotaro) and weave each other flower crowns~~~~~~

#help this got wayyyyyyyy too long #i prolly ranted about the canon notp too much lol i’m sorryyyyyyyyyyyy #sorry for being a hater am i still allowed to stay on your dash~? ♡〜（ゝ。∂）

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1 4 DAYS - KIM SEOKJIN

Jin and Y/N have been married since they were eighteen. Now, for about two months, they don't even sleep in the same bed anymore. Y/N is a hard-working woman, trying her hardest to gain a higher position in the company she works in, and seems to not find any time for love anymore. Jin is different, he is rather consistent with his low-wage job, always thinking that there is more to life than work. Y/N and Jin used to be very free-spirited, but as they grew up Y/N wanted to have a family and grow old together with Jin. Jin was not keen on growing up just yet, adulthood scared him and he decided to distance himself more and more from Y/N. Somehow Y/N decided to plunge herself into work. And Jin is now alone in an empty bed, regretting his decisions, drowning his problems in alcohol.

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Prologue

Part 1 [»]

| pairing | kim seokjin x female reader

| genre | second-chance, love triangle

| warnings | maybe smut, mentions of divorce, depression, excessive alcohol use

| rating | PG 13-16

| word count | 1.1 k

| authors note | my ff are also on wattpad, pls don't steal my stories or give credits if you're inspired.

P r o l o g u e

Slamming his fist on the bar in front of him, he drunkenly shouts for another glass of whatever liquor he has been devouring for the last two hours. The barkeeper threw him an annoyed look, but slid him another glass of cheap whiskey with three ice cubes swimming on the surface. As fast as the glass was served, it was gone. The barkeeper shot the man a surprised, but also disgusted look, not asking any further though. "I'm married. To a beautiful, intelligent woman. Believe it or not." the man slurred. "Sure you are" said the barkeeper, clearly not believing the drunk, disheveled man. "I don't usually drink this much, but it has been a rough few months you know..." the drunk trailed off. The barkeeper only shook his head and tended to different people on the other end of the bar. "Pff, I thought barkeepers had to listen to their guest. That is literally their job. Asshole." the man mumbled to himself.

He was actually supposed to meet his friend Namjoon here, but he seemed to be running late. Right now though he couldn't care less. He is in his feelings and drowns them in alcohol after the events that displayed this morning.

Flashback to this morning

Jin could actually pull himself together this morning and even got out of bed to take a shower. The bed he used to share with her. Everything in this godforsaken apartment reminds him of her. He decided it was time for him to eat something, so he went to the fridge and was greeted by emptiness. "I guess I'll have ramen again..." with a sigh he began to put the kettle on waiting for the water to boil. Suddenly a thought came to his mind that he has not looked into the mail for very long. Jin has called in sick from work for the past few weeks, he would usually look into the mail on his way there, well he hasn't looked at it in a while. With all the mail that was built up in his mailbox, he headed back inside to sort through it. Advertisements. Bills. More Advertisements. A letter from a law firm? Has he forgotten to pay for his parking tickets or something? As he opened it and skimmed through the letters everything seemed to move in slow motion. His heart started beating really loud in his ears and his lungs stopped pumping the air through. A divorce. She wants a divorce...

Flashback end

Jin gets slapped into reality by his friend Namjoon, who has arrived and bumped his shoulder, while squeezing onto the barstool next to him. "I'm so sorry I'm late Jin, work was hell today," Namjoon said, already ready to rant about his busy day. He ordered a martini and turned to Jin again, realizing his friend was in some kind of delirium. "I guess you've had enough to drink huh?"

"She wants a divorce. She hates me" Jin suddenly cried into Namjoon's shoulder. His whole demeanor changed and his drunken state made him emotional and weak. Namjoon hated to see his friend like that, but he knew it was coming for him. They have known each other for almost seven years now and he has never seen his friend that broken. Y/N and Jin were high school sweethearts and got married at an early age. Namjoon and his wife got married rather early too, but they are still together. He had to watch how Jin and Y/N slowly distanced each other from one another and he had a good view of both sides because Y/N already told his wife that she's ready to move ob from Jin. It hurt him too, they're both his best friends after all. "I...I don't know what to say. Wasn't it foreseeable? I mean you don't live together anymore and you both got very distant...it was just a matter of time that she cut ties completely. Matter of fact you're not even together I think." Namjoon said hesitantly.

It was really just a matter of time. Y/N, Jin's soon-to-be ex-wife, has always been such a hard-working person. She wanted to have a great job and then get married and have children. Jin was rather scared of growing old and having kids. He lived an inconsistent life and liked to have fun with his friends. He never saw himself as a father figure, maybe because he never had one growing up, or maybe because he was scared of losing his youth. That is basically how the arguments between the two of them started. The distancing from each other followed suit. Y/N decided to bury herself in her work, with no work-life balance whatsoever. And Jin decided to distance himself from Rory and concentrate on himself. Which led to Rory renting an apartment closer to her workplace two months ago and Jin, just now, realizing what he's done. Or what he's done wrong.

As soon as Y/N left with her last suitcase, Jin knew he was in deep shit. The love of his life just left out of the door and took his heart with her. And that feeling is shit, believe it. "I need her." Jin sighed. "Well, you're realizing that pretty soon...". Namjoon said sarcastically. He wasn't on anyone's side during this break-up. He knew Jin and Y/N since forever, they were the ones to introduce him to his now-wife. Kaiya, Namjoon's wife is Y/N's best friend and is obviously the biased one in this situation. Namjoon decided to stay impartial, but he silently wishes for them to get back together anyway.

"Namjoon, I'm going to get her back. This divorce will not happen. Y/N will not slip through my fingers again!" Jin shouted ambitiously. Namjoon looked around a little embarrassed, they were in public after all. "And how exactly will you do that? Do you even know if she loves you anymore?" Namjoon said.

That stung Jin's heart more than a little. He had to sit down on his barstool again. Does she even love him anymore? Has Y/N fallen out of love? Jin's confidence went from 100 to 0 very fast. "I still love her... I even remember the first time I said it to her" Back in Highschool they had two Calculus classes together and Jin wanted to talk to her so he made a dumb pick-up line and it actually worked on her. He asked her "Are you the square root of minus one? Because you're unreal!" And she laughed so much. It is a dear memory that he wishes to remember for ever. Remembering. Remember? Remember!!! She has to remember her love for him! Jin jumped out of his seat again. "If she does not love me now, I simply have to remind her of her love for me. I will make her fall in love with me all over again. I will make it up to her and give her the life she deserves." He said almost stumbling over his own words. "I guess that could work if we would live in a romance novel or something. This is real life Jin." Namjoon answered.

"Give me 14 days and the divorce will not happen. I will have the love of my life back in my arms. You'll see Namjoon, you'll be the godfather of our children! 14 DAYS!!!" Jin screamed while running out of the bar stumbling a little, straight to where his apartment is, that he used to share with Y/N.

"Shit, I'm going to have to pay this bastard's bill now..." Poor Namjoon.

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tinnchan · 2 years

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@thiansong

EP 1 THOUGHTS!!!!!!! had to go to sleep yesterday but here i am now

first of all i really enjoyed it. but also it made me cry already and i wasn't mentally prepared for that. they said let's see how much trauma we can inflict on this little gay boy in the span of one episode. i'm adopting thian and taking him away from that house. we're going to chinese opera together and i'm buying him all the prettiest hairpins. no but how can you treat a child like that???? he literally was just playing wtf leave him alone!!!!! i want to jump into the screen and protect him with my life

the way the wives are looking at each other with fierce eyes is really funny ngl. and the fake ass cgi snake 💀 when that aunty brewed the potion and healed thian i was about to stan but then she turned out homophobic :/

also the brotherly bond 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 you both mentioned it and i can see it already. when yang asked thian to perform for him??? and said that he'll take him to see the opera even though he clearly wasn't into it himself 🥺 best ally since kindergarten. they mean so much to me already

it is not fair that the ep ended with grown up thian and i won't be able to watch the next ep until monday 😭 btw how old is he supposed to be?

about the tender gay romance it all went by very quickly but i remember a scene where thian is sleeping on a table and the other guy is treating a tiny wound on his finger? at least that's how i saw it. now do i generally like the wound tending trope? not really. but this? this made me go 😳🥺 and also that moment when thian was looking up at the guy with sooo much love in his eyes

- @ahxu-laowen

adding to my first ep thoughts (idk if you got that ask tho my internet kept lagging 😭) i might be crazy but i got some ~vibes~ from the man who told them about the cut sleeves idk what was that about they kept focusing on him 👀 is he secretly gay and in love with tian's dad or what. but imagine being tian and the first time you hear the word homosexual is in those circumstances. and then you hear your mom say that you are acting like that man who got kicked out by your dad and then killed himself and she cries and tells you that you can never ever be like that or you'll lose everything and punishes you. and then you grow up and realise that you are like that man. what kind of future can he see for himself with all this trauma. god this is so fucked up i want to throw hands also idk about bua (?? the mistress really not sure if that's her name or something i cane up with) like she's too good. i don't trust that. she will either do something bad or something bad will happen to her. but for now i like her 🥺 she found out what homosexual meant and immediately bacame an ally sorry for being incoherent akhshks i'm rotating the first ep in my head like it's a microwave. why did i start watching this when i knew i won't be able to continue until three days later 😭😭😭😭 - @ahxu-laowen

First of all, I am so sorry I took this long to reply and deprived Quan of your episode 1 thoughts. This was utterly responsible as co-holder of the cojoint to sir with love, ask box. I shall endeavour to respond much more promptly from now on.

I am so so so glad you enjoyed it! And oof, YES. The first episode was INTENSE. I feel so so bad for Zhang and his lover and young Tian who had to witness this tragedy and it being used against him as a source of shame. Oof. Forever slightly confused that Madam Li saw his very young son dress up as a Chinese opera heroine once and and immediately concluded that yes, this is a raging homosexual in the making. Which, sure, kinda but I hate that she is right in this instance. I want nothing more than to tag along with you as you kidnap young Tian and shower him with the love and affirmation he deserves and a 1000 hairpins. T H E C G I S N A K E S. I nearly dropped the show cause I was laughing too hard but im glad i persevered. THE BROTHERLY LOVE. Let me just say that we must also kidnap Yang because there's no Tian without Yang. They love each other so fiercely it is absolutely the core of the show and my favourite part about it and I cannot wait for you to witness it. They are absolutely everything. When you said tender gay yearning I went "pff...you mean all of their scenes together" but it totally makes sense that it's THAT scene. I am glad that you like Bua but I shall not expand more in case I accidentally spoil you on whether or not she stays wholesome and pure and an #ally. Same thing for the guy who is suspiciously knowledgeable about the legend of the cut sleeve. Mayhaps he is just Mr exposition guy..mayhaps he is more. We shall see. Also...Omg?! I don't know how you are managing because I remember that episode finishing on these shots of a grown up Tian smiling to his notebook and my heart nearly exploded inside my chest I immediately had to click onto the next episode.

#sofia tag #ask #thank you so much for sharing your thoughts about the show with us they made my day <3333 #it's so fun to watch you engage with this show like this i hope you have loads of fun with it <3333 #you are the sweetest

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thecmbynartist · 2 years

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random lotr one-shot(is it tho?)

"GANDALF!"you cried as gandalf was thrown from the bridge."GANDALF!"

"[y/n], we must go,"whispered legolas in your ear, ushering you to leave.

"Nay! legolas we have to save him!"you wailed"please!"

"Legolas, get them up."said boromir, hoisting you up and carrying you.you break from his grasp, scoop pippin into your arms and run.boromir turns to look at aragorn, who stood as still as stone,"aragorn, come."as everyone made their way out, the sun light pierced your eyes as you sprinted out of moria. You could hear pippin's cries and merry's sobs.Tears seemed to fill your eyes.'be brave,[y/n], be brave' you thought.tired and aching, you settle down upon the mossy grass, crying, Grief, engulfing you like a thick mist.

"head to lothlorien,"instructed aragorn.

"give them a moment, for pity's sake!"roared boromir.

"these hills will be swarming with orcs by nightfall, "

~time skip~ in lothlorien after seeing the mirror of galadriel, nightfall

"Gandalf's death was not in vain,[y/n]"said boromir, placing an arm around you.

"i've been having dreams,"you confessed to your friend."dreams that trouble me."Boromir looked at you, his eyes asking why.your voice started to break as you told him,"i...i saw things, dark shadows that linger in the darkness .i ... i saw you. a mere figure lying upon the ground, arrows, buried in your side, t-the hobbits... they w-were g-gone!"you sobbed.

"too much has the weight of sorrow burdened your shoulders,[y/n],"

"goheno nîn , i'm sorry....."

~near anduin after being ambushed by orcs~

"Merry! Pippin! get back here!"you shouted as you slashed wildly at orcs that trampled the entirety of the forest.You feared the worst, the thought of them "t-the hobbits.... they w-were g-gone!"

"[y/n]!"you heard a familiar voice cry. no, it couldn't be happening like i had seen in my dreams, it can't be! You saw an orc, its bow raised and aimed at boromir.your eyes widened in horror.

"Boromir!" the hobbits turn around to stare as they threw stones at the orcs.Boromir's face was driven with worry.

"what are you doing?"

"stand a little to your left."

"what? [y/n] this isn't the time to-"

"I SAID STAND TO YOUR LEFT, then turn around so you don't see me."you ordered.Boromir immediately did so, and as quick as lightning, he saw a flash of black zipped past him and pierce you.

"[Y/N]!!!"cried the hobbits. you dropped to your knees, your head throbbing. you look down at the arrow inside your arm, a stinging feeling residing in it.Everything was a blur as you saw the hobbits being picked up and carried away. a blood stainted boromir ran to your side as the orcs scattered.

"[y/n], how could you,"

"i had to do something, didn't i?,"you smiled."i couldn't save them, i wish i had.... now , boromir, son of ecthellion, go to minas tirith with aragorn, and the white citadel shall rejoice at the return of the two lords....,"

"Boromir, you're alive! Where are the hobbits, Gimli and i haven't seen them since the battle started-!"said legolas who was followed closely by gimli.His face fell as he saw you lying upon the floor, dead."no.NO! NOT HER!"cried legolas, cradling you in his arms.He looked down at you, your face contorted with pain, glassy [e/c] eyes staring into empty space, a faint smile was etched upon your lips .

"[y/n]......"

#lotr fanfic #lotr #lotr fandom #grief #dead #boromir #hobbits #gandalf #aragorn #minas tirith #gondor #legolas greenleaf #legolas #gimli

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baekhvuns · 2 years

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Lmao the choreographer posted about the SMN issue on his story and even commented 👁👄👁 I wonder if we hear anything about it, any apologies hmmm.

Omg do you remember that one fan call from DV era when Hwa said someone hated his long hair??? He talked about it again and wtf, but he likes long hairstyles, so let's cheer! I'm so happy that Atiny reassured him. Whenever he says he's anxious to reveal his new hair because "Atiny like his black hair the most" I'm like "BABY BOY I'M TEAM ITCHY SCALP I SUPPORT ALL YOR DYEING ENDEAVOURS!"

Seonghwa content spam: Please I- ... I'M GONNA EAT HIM FIRST STOPPPP. DON'T MAKE ME CRI and this? Harvard business major/class clown Park Seonghwa

We also got fox Woo today, so I win, I love my Foxyoung agenda

Right so Hwa is a Want enthusiast, we need more of them, taste taste 💕

Ksidisusiagsjahayhaa right, I don't think we're escaping that house, we're gonna become ghosts together I think lmaooo

I watched all Twilight films for shits and giggles, but sometimes didn't even shit nor giggle cause??? Those TVD edits would make me feral if I was 17 again aisuaidgjahashgagaga. TB is an older show... bestie making me feel old once again, okaaaay

PLL started pretty well it was a different type of a teen show, but then went batshit crazy and I kinda admire them for being so unhinged, but also wanna murder them for wasting my time lol

Look at this!

THAT SPOILER WHAT AM I READING?!?!?!? Are you crazyyyyyyyyy Baek 😭😭😭😭 There's only O N E (1) TRUE PAIRING IN MY HEART AND YOU'RE NOT TAKING THEM AWAY FROM ME 🔫🔫🔫🔫. No but I really liked that lil snippet, angst and witchiness alright 💔

I like darker Sunmi a loooot, though I actually enjoyed all of her recent comebacks, she suits all concepts. I think some Dreamcatcher songs may fit miss villain Y/N, but I would have to dig. And how about Monster by Irene & Seulgi? Does Y/N consider herself a little monster? Alsooooo, I hope THIS villain never dies <333

Korean shows continue with their wacky ass camera angles and shitty sound, like HOW HARD IT IS TO DO THINGS PROPERLY. The way they ushered some groups off the stage and played pre-recorded version yet gave BTS so much time... I see. Like no hate to BTS, but it surely felt like a show for them and Armys...

Aaannnnnd my friend's friend might have fallen for Kai actually, whoops I'm so sorry girl 🤭

Lmaooooo the jealous is sick for real 😭

Confession: I have purchased some Mingi photocards so there's that... - DV 💖

hi hello!!!!

Lmao the choreographer posted about the SMN issue on his story and even commented 👁👄👁 I wonder if we hear anything about it, any apologies hmmm.

the choreographer posted more 👁👁 the way all the threads are being deleted after the choreographer spoke up <3 love to see it,,, wooyoung really said be humbled 😭😭 VATA LOOKED AT IT SO HE BETTER BE APOLOGIZING FHDHFB and bbt

screams wooyoung etl era but in a culinary school <3

I DO!!!! MF HOW CAN U HATE BLACK HAIR AND LONG???? UNGRATEFUL COMEON 😭😭😭 so glad that atiny said other wise <3 besties deserved a another fan call for that <33 NO LITERALLY I GET THAT BLACK HAIR IS SUPERIOR BUT LIKE WHAT HE WANTED TO DYE IT A DIFFERENT COLOUR 😭😭😭🤚🏼 #TEAMITCHYSCALP

Seonghwa content spam: Please I- ... I'M GONNA EAT HIM FIRST STOPPPP. DON'T MAKE ME CRI and this? Harvard business major/class clown Park Seonghwa //// We also got fox Woo today, so I win, I love my Foxyoung agenda

oh that harvard one makes me want to write a uni au for him so bad 😩 he goes to harvard and so does the yn but his reputation is like why’s he at this big of a school but his grades say otherwise 🔫🔫 WOOYOUNG’S RED HAIR IS SUCH A GOOD DECISION WHOEVER DID THAT THEIR BANK 📈📈📈 foxyoung ayo, furry?

Right so Hwa is a Want enthusiast, we need more of them, taste taste 💕

PARK SEONGHWA IN A RED SUIT PERFORMING WANT BEST FRIEND WE WILL PASS AWAY FHQNDHWKHDQKDHKQ

Ksidisusiagsjahayhaa right, I don't think we're escaping that house, we're gonna become ghosts together I think lmaooo

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 if he’s a ghost with u, stuck with u i think u won at life

DHDNDBDBDN TWILIGHT IS A GUILTY PLEASURE but some concepts?????? MAN WHEN IN THE FIRST MOVIE HE KEPT COVERING HIS NOSE BC SHE SMELT I WOULDVE MOVED SCHOOLS CHANGED NAMES BC THATS SO EMBARRASSING I WOILD NOT COME TO SCHOOL THE NEXT DAY 😭😭😭 jBDWNDBSN THE TB EP’S QUALITY REALLY GOT ME 📈📉📈📉📈

PLL started pretty well it was a different type of a teen show, but then went batshit crazy and I kinda admire them for being so unhinged, but also wanna murder them for wasting my time lol

i feel like it started well but they kept milking the plot and it turned out unhinged fbfbf LMFAOOOO DBANBDKW it was hard to find unhinged shows, but miss alex russo from wizards was my definition of unhinged <3 i have to tell u this but i wqs just listening to a podcast while answering this and they mentioned TB in it AND THERES A MIND READING IN IT???

Look at this!

STOPPPP I WAS HOPIMG SOMEONE WOULD PUT THEM TOGETHER I WAS GONMA MAKE AN RDIT WITH TAEMIN KAI KEY TAEYEON AND SEULGI BC THEYD FIT SO WELL THE EVIL 🤌🏼🤌🏼😮‍💨 GODBLESS THIS PERSON FOR CREATING ART

HELLO FBWNDHVDKC <3 idk if u kNow bUT SEONGHWA DOES NOT LIKE Y/N 😭😭😭 ONE TRUE PAIRING WHO???? HONGJOONG FINALLY GETTING A CHANCE??? OR SAN CONFESSING <33 GUESS WE’LL NEVER KNOW BUT WE ARE CLOSE TOO,,, unfortunately if the ending is unhappy, some (main characters) might die <3 mIGHT,,, misss yn so witchy, bestie does magic and fights but is always somehow the bad guy <3 y/n’s what if taemin’s lore was a person was,,,

ive only heard a snip of her recent cb but it sounded really good! honourable mention but chungha’s dark concepts 🤌🏼🤌🏼😮‍💨 DREAMCATCHERS WONDERLAND FITS AND SIYEON’S VOICE ESP ENTRANCING AND PARADISE (this ones insane good omg) y/n is not exactly a monster but evil in a sense theres so much sadness and situations yn’s dealt as a young person that it grew it into y/n being separated from the rest of the civilians,,, hence the darker, secretive, magic-ey and harshness to the personality <3 kind of like lana del ray’s young snsd beautiful STOP THATS SUCH A GOOD SONG????? WHAAAT BESTIE IM DBDBBD OBSESSED HOLDON ONN DBDBD also i think instrumentals work really well to describe y/n’s feelings! like those hobbit background musics

i do think, flame of love would be the title track of this fic + sayonara hotori + monologue + shadow + heaven + identity!!

id like to share this bc this is vv much like the hwa in the fic!! or mayhaps even duke

NO LITERALLY DBDHDH BRO THEY PAY U TO DO UR JOB WELL WHATS GOING ON 😭😭😭 HOW HARD IS IT WHY U SO LAZY 😭🤚🏼 omg literally!!! it was such a mess,, i mean tbh hasn’t it been like that since 2018, esp after mama, ever since sm and yg stopped attending it’s literally a concert for them a whole reason why i never watch them BUT ATEEZ

Aaannnnnd my friend's friend might have fallen for Kai actually, whoops I'm so sorry girl 🤭

MISS GIRLIE NEVER ESCAPING THE DEVIL ONCE UR INTRIGUED HE AINT EVER LEAVING U ALONE 😭😭😭

Lmaooooo the jealous is sick for real 😭

possessive men <<<< ateez being possessive men <3

Confession: I have purchased some Mingi photocards so there's that... - DV 💖

IS THIS A MINGI ERA I HEAR COMING???? HELLOOOO ?????

and uh???

BOBA A WHOLE BOBA

sorry what the fuck is this bestie

if u want a choi san bodyguard, breathe

ANON ANON ANONEBQNHDJWHDWK

BETSIE SOOHYUK SOONYUK FJWKDJWKDLW THIS IS SEONGHWAS FATHER

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