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Star (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Words: 4000+

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of sex, ?

A/N: an anon requested a poly!hamilsquad x reader soulmate au and i had no idea how to do it so it’s been in my inbox for like a month. im so sorry i took so long ;-; i never posted this late (or early before so enjoy!)


“Y/N, for crying out loud, aren’t you the tiniest bit curious as to who it might be? I mean, come on, you have an incomplete triangle on your wrist!” Angelica said, trying to pull up your sleeve. You swatted her hand away, pushing it back down. She always pestered you about the mark on your wrist. Since she does not have one of her own, she tells you that she lives vicariously through you.

There were only a handful of people in the world that had markings on their skin. It was what scientists called soulmate links, people you were meant to be with. Unfortunately for you, and this was your opinion, you hated being one of the few to have it. You didn’t believe in people “meant to be together”, and would rather just find someone that you loved for who they are, not what your skin says.

And the mark on your wrist was so small, it could just be a birthmark.

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|||Anon asked: Can i request a xiumin exo wolf mate au?? Like a cute and fluffy one maybe?|||

Kim Minseok (Xiumin) x Reader

Genre: Wolf AU

Word count: 976

Originally posted by drawien

You just moved but already didn’t like this place. Your father was a novelist and so you had to move whenever he finished his book as there was no more inspiration after that. He wanted to work somewhere quiet and calm and because of that each new place was more secluded than the last one. This time it was a town of 4000 residents. It was a cloudy day as you made your way to yet another new school. Due to your constant moving you gave up on making new friends so didn’t expect much out of this day. The first thing you had to do today was find the library. The smaller the town the less people will be there and so you can be alone and spend some time with yourself without anybody bothering you. You loved reading and you could thank your father for that. You took an old looking book from one of the shelves. Surprisingly it was a book about this town. Might as well get to know where you’re going to be living for the next year or so. You weren’t even 30 minutes in when you heard footsteps.

“Hello gorgeous” a man said and before you could react took your hand pecked it.

“Wha-“

“Haven’t seen you before, you’re new?”

“Actually yes I’m” you said quickly taking your hand out of his. “And who might you be? I’m not used to people just coming up out of nowhere and trying to start a conversation.”

“Why not? I saw you through the window and you looked incredibly cute, so I couldn’t resist talking to you.” he said smiling and you could feel how your cheeks started to burn.

“What’s up with him, he’s totally weird.” you thought but in reality you found him very handsome. He had dark purple and black hair and was wearing a white shirt with leather jacket on. You followed your gaze up to his face and unexpectedly made eye contact with him so you had to quickly avert your eyes to which he smiled. Great. You don’t even know him and he’s not even doing anything but he’s already making you blush.

“Name’s is Minseok by the way.”

“I’m sorry but I have to go.”

“Already but I just got here.” he pouted but you were already standing up and turning around to leave.

“Hey!” he shouted after you.

“What is it?” you asked.

“Will you be here tomorrow?”

“I might, why?”

“Oh nothing.” he said and you noticed how the pout was turning into a smile again. “I just thought I should look after you.”

You didn’t expect him to say that so you quickly turned around and headed out of the building. You were all red from his words and couldn’t let him see you like this. But you also couldn’t stop thinking about him on your way home.

“I’m back.” you said.

“Oh, welcome home” your father replied. “Sweety, could you do something for me? I just got this wonderful idea for a story but really need some photos for reference.”

“Now? It’s getting dark.”

“Please, I know you love doing this, help out your old man” your father said handing you the camera.

“Fine.” you said putting your more comfortable boots on. “I won’t take long.”

Your father was right, even though you didn’t live moving from one place to the other, the only thing you enjoyed about it was the nature. The forest started just across the street. You wondered what kind of story your father came up with now. As you were thinking and taking photos you didn’t even notice how now you were somewhere in the middle of the forest.

“Okay.” you thought. “Don’t panic. You can find your way back.”

With that you hear a branch snap and quickly turned in the direction of the sound. No way. There was a grey wolf there. How come? You never knew there were wolves in this area. The animal didn’t look happy. Were you in his territory? You tried remembering what to do in situations like this. Do you keep eye contact? Do you pretend that you’re dead? The wolf started approaching you growling, you took a few steps back when you hit a tree.

“That’s it.” you thought. “This is how I die.”

When suddenly out of nowhere another wolf appeared. The newcomer started growling at the other and he stopped in his tracks. They stood still just looking at each other for what seemed like ages when the grey one decided to take off. By now your legs gave up on you and you just slumped by the tree. Were you saved just now? But it was not over. Now the newcomer was drawing near you. You couldn’t have a good look at him as it was dusk and his fur was black. The only thing you could see clearly was his golden eyes. The wolf stopped right in front of you and sat down. You were now both staring at each other.

“Is this one friendly?” you thought, not sure if you could pet him. The wolf tilted his head as if inviting and you put your hand on his back. The fur was soft and warm and now you just wanted to hug him. And so you did. You had nothing to lose anyways, so you threw or arms around his neck and snuggled in it. Then the realization of what just happened and that you almost died just now hit you hard and you started crying. Before you knew it you were in someone else’s embrace. You felt strong hand wrap around your waist as a chin was put on top of your head.

“There there.” he said stroking you hair. You looked up and saw Minseok.

“I said I will look after you.”


A/N: I hope this satisfies the lovely anon who requested, I tried making this as fluffy as possible but idk 😃 Anyhow, I would love to write more kpop reactions, scenarios and stuff like that. I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female, so if you have any ideas feel free to request!!

Breaking... Ch.9

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A/N: I AM SO DAMN EXCITED FOR THIS YOU HAVE NO IDEA! I’ve been anticipating this chapter ever since I started writing this and I’m excited for you all to read it! I hope you enjoy!

Wordcount: 4000 (mmm I love that solid number!)

Warnings: Cursing, sob, fluff, info drops, slavery is horrible but it is brought up here sorry 

Tags!!: @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit @renae-writes @literally-melonkitty @deltablue202 @meunicorn @favouritefighting-frenchman @demi-godamit @gum-and-chips @sweaterkitty-fluff @pinkyiger7

Breaking Stereotypes

Dear possible journal,

             November is far too quickly coming to an end. Rachel told me after we heard the news that we would be staying here at the estate to keep everything in order. I can tell you with full confidence that all the kids have been complaining about it to Alex and Eliza. I told them that they would be fine, they were fine before I showed up after all but they just get annoyed every time I point that out. Philly by far has been the worst perpetrator in that sense. “But who’s going to make tea for us?” They have maids at the Schuyler estate too Philip, stop making excuses! I do have to admit, it’s going to be odd not waking up at the crack of dawn to get everyone dressed and fed. Or to help the kids with their work and reading them stories when they can’t sleep. It’s just strange how used to life here I’ve become. I will admit, I’m not excited for their departure, Rachel is wonderful but I don’t think I can last being by myself for that long with nothing to do. Rachel has actually been acting rather strange recently, she seems distracted. She’s been like this for a month now I think, I asked he what was wrong but she just responded with “Simply worried about the trip.” I don’t believe her. She gave me my own head cloth to keep my hair out of my face while I’m working. Honestly she probably only gave it to me as a bribe to stop asking questions. I know your tricks Rachel; you can’t fool me! Actually, I’m pretty sure I left it in her room when I checked up on her yesterday. She said she was having trouble writing so I suggested she take a break. You usually find the right words when you least expect it. Anyways, I should probably go get that cloth, I think it looks surprisingly good on me for something that actually has a functional purpose. Until next time, random sheet of paper that I stole from Alex.

P.S. I swear every time I get done writing my hand starts to cramp, does this happen to everyone?

             You set your writing materials off to the side and jumped out of your seat. Perks to living next door to your coworker/friend! You went over and knocked on Rachel’s door. She’s usually taking her break right about now. No response, you called out.

“Rachel? You in there?” You turned the knob to peek inside, making sure she wasn’t just not paying attention. No one was inside but you could tell she was just there not too long ago. Eh, I can just grab my head band thing and go, no big deal. I left it on the window sill I think?  You stepped inside, walked over to the window and grabbed your cloth, you had to lean over the desk to get it but you got it nonetheless. Something on the desk caught your eye. A ring? It was a simple band, made of some kind of silvery metal, you couldn’t tell what. It was thin and clean, pretty in an understated kind of way. You picked it up and held it in the palm of your hand. There was paper and ink still laid out on the desk, she must’ve been writing recently. You couldn’t help yourself when your eyes caught the few words etched into the paper.

My love, though distance separates us, my mind finds you easily.

My love? Who is she writing to? You heard a sound behind you.

“Y/N! What are you doing in my room? You cannot go into someone’s chamber without permission!” Fuck. You quickly turned to find an obviously enraged Rachel standing in the doorway.

“I, um, nothing?” Seriously! That’s my best answer! Rachel was clearly not buying your charade. She walked over to the desk and took a seat, not even looking at you she figured out what you were holding.

“Put it down.” You complied and dropped it down onto the flat top of the desk. It hit the surface with a small ding and rolled on its side, making a ringing noise.

“It’s very pretty, where did you get it?” You asked as she picked up her quill, dipped it into a small ink jar and began to scratch letters into the page.

“Inheritance.” She said absentmindedly. Inheritance?

“Wait, inheritance? What do you mean?” She lifted her head up in realization.

“Oh, I’ve never told you before have I?” No! You certainly have not!

“Told me what exactly?” You sat down on her bed.

“The only people who know about this are Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton, but you’re my friend and I trust you…” She took a deep breath. “My full name is Rachel Marie Sky, I’m sure you can tell from the name but I’m a bastard.” A bastard? “My mother, she was a prostitute and she met my wealthy father, fell in love with him but he was already married. I was born out of wedlock and my mother died while giving birth to me. When my father found out about her death and my existence he took me in but since I’m not a product of his marriage I became part of the staff as soon as I could walk. When he died, all I was given was this ring. I’m honestly lucky to have gotten anything, his wife certainly did not know I received this. It was supposed to be a gift to my mother but it was bestowed to me instead. That’s actually how I ended up with the Hamilton’s as well. The families knew each other and once they heard my story they allowed me to stay.” Her expression changed, the whole time she was talking she was practically straight faced but once she brought up Alex and Eliza she seemed troubled.

“What’s wrong? You don’t seem too happy…”

“It’s not that I am not happy, I’m just…conflicted.” She looked down at her page.

“Who’s that for by the way? Sorry, but I read the first line…” Her eyes practically popped out of her head.

“You read it? Y/N Taylor! Ladies do not read others documents without asking!” Ugh! I know Rachel! I am not good at this lady business!

“I’m sorry! I legitimately didn’t do it on purpose! I promise! Who is this person you’re writing to?” I need all of the information! She looked downcast.

“His name is Cato… We met several years ago and we’ve written to each other ever since.” Aww! That’s so cute! I ship it! “But…it’s complicated! It wouldn’t work out…”

“What? Why? You obviously care about him! I mean you called him your love for Pete’s sake!” You argued, she held her head in her hands.

“I do love him! I’ve loved him for years! But… he’s a slave.” Oh…oh no…

“Oh Rachel… I’m so sorry, I didn’t know…” She picked her head up and shook it furiously.

“No, no, no, no! You misunderstand! He is only considered a slave by law, although that isn’t great, he is not treated as one! His ‘master’ considers him a friend, in fact the only reason he is considered a slave is for protection. The man is very kind but he’s smart, he understands that slavery will not be abolished for quite some time. So he ‘bought’ Cato, that way no one else would be able to mistreat him. They are very close, so close that the idea of being slave and master don’t register. I’m happy that he is as close to freedom as he can be…” I suppose that’s honorable in a way. It’s horrible that slavery exists in this world but the fact that someone was willing to let someone be free when that decision can’t be properly given to them is incredible. That shit can’t be said about Jefferson! Still… this has got to be difficult for both of them to figure out.

“But wait, why is this effecting you so suddenly?” If she’s loved him for years, why now of all times? You heard a voice echo from down the hall.

“TT! Rachel! Come on! We have a surprise!” Angie? Rachel put down her quill, stood up and brushed off her skirt. You followed her out the door. The two of you walked down the halls, you heard people talking in the main room. You turned the corner and saw Alex and all of the children. The younger ones were jumping excitedly and Angie was running up to a woman talking to Eliza. She had a bright smile, dark skin, her long curls were pulled back into a neat ponytail and her dress was as big as Eliza’s except it was pink. Angie hugged the woman tightly. “I knew it! I knew Mama would invite you Aunt Angelica!” Aunt Angelica? Wait! ANGELICA SCHUYLER CHURCH!

“Hello Darling! It’s wonderful to see you again!” She patted Angie on the head and looked over at Alex. “It’s nice to see you too Alexander.” She said dryly. Ooooh, I can feel the sting from over here… Alex looked away, obviously a bit hurt by the comment but no one else seemed to notice. The other children were bouncing excitedly while Philip shook his heads in distain.

“Do not misunderstand me when I say this Auntie but I can only handle one of you at a time. Angie, I love you. But one Angelica at a time is ideal!” Philip joked, Angie crossed her arms.

“Hmph, your loss then Philly because me and Auntie are going to be together all winter! You will just have to learn to deal with it!” She shot back. Rachel finally made your presences known.

“Hello Lady Angelica, it is wonderful to see you again. Shall I take in your things?”

“Oh yes, thank you very much Rachel.” Angelica replied. Rachel went out the front door to grab the luggage in the carriage sitting outside. Eliza jumped up slightly.

“William! It’s time for his feeding, I shall be back soon. Children, I know you are very excited to see your Aunt but please do make sure not to bother her.” She made her way up the stairs, presumably to the nursery. The fact that she can just gauge that stuff is scary yet also awesome! Philip smiled at you and gestured for you to join the group, you were certainly not opposed to this and were swiftly standing in front of Angelica.

“Hello, Mrs. Church! My name is Y/N Taylor; it is a pleasure to meet you!” This is by far the coolest! She smiled back at you.

“Ah, so this is the girl my sister has been telling me about.” Why did she look at Philip when she said that? Angie grabbed Philip and AJ’s arms and began to pull them towards the stairs.

“Alright boys! I have a lot of packing to do and all of you are going to help me! That means you too James and John!”

“But I do not wish to help you pack!” Philip groaned. Angie looked over at you.

“TT, should Philip and the boys help me pack?” She asked.

“Philip, AJ, Jamie, Johnny, go help your sister finish packing. Or at least get most of it done!” All of them collectively sighed as response to your demand.

“Thank you TT!” Angie said before dragging the boys upstairs. Angelica cleared her throat and looked over at Alex.

“Alexander, I would like to speak with you for a moment if you don’t mind.” Alex seemed surprised by the request but quickly brushed it off.

“Of course, please allow me to show you to my study.” And so the two left you in the main room as they disappeared down the hall. Wonder what that was about… The door opened and Rachel came rushing through, carrying two bags with her and closing the door with her heel.

“It’s getting quite chilly! We’ll have a lot of snow these coming months I can assure you that!” Oh no, curse you New York weather!

“Do you need some help with the bags?” You asked.

“No but if you could ask Mr. Hamilton if I need to prepare any more room I would greatly appreciate it.” She made her way to the steps, carrying the luggage with ease.

“Okay, I’ll be back in a second!” You turned around and started down the hallway, taking your head cloth, laying it on top of your head and tying the ends underneath your hair as you walked. You approached the study door and just as you were about the knock you heard a voice.

“You have invented a new kind of stupid, a damage you may never undo kind of stupid, an open all the cages in the zoo kind of stupid. Truly, you didn’t think this through kind of stupid!” It was Angelica. “Let’s review. You took a rumor, a few, maybe two people knew and refuted it by sharing an affair of which no one has accused you! I begged you to take a break, you refused to! So scared of what your enemies will do to you, you’re the only enemy you ever seem to lose to! You know why Jefferson can do what he wants? He doesn’t dignify schoolyard taunts with a response! So yes, congratulations!” She sounds pissed!

“Angelica wai-“

“You’ve redefined your legacy, congratulations!”

“It was an act of political sacrifice!” Alex exclaimed.

“Sacrifice? I languished in a loveless marriage in London, I lived only to read your letters. I look at you and think ‘God, what have we done with our lives and what did it get us?’ That doesn’t wipe the tears of the years away. But I’m back in the city and I’m here to stay and you know what I’m here to do?”

“Angelica…”

“I’m not here for you!”

“I didn’t expect for you to be… You know your sister like you know your own mind. I will never find anyone as trusting or as kind.” Alex…

“A million years ago she said to me ‘This one’s mine’ So I stood by, do you know why? I love my sister more than anything in this life! I will choose her happiness over mine every time!”

“Eliza… Is the best thing in my life.”

“So never lose sight of the fact that you have been blessed with the best wife!”

“For the rest of my life, every sacrifice I make is for your sister. I’ll give the best life, no exaggerations.” Alex finished.

“Good, I’m glad we settled this matter.” You heard footsteps coming towards you, or more specifically towards the door. Shit! I better knock now! You hurried tapped your fist against the door.

“Mr. Hamilton! Rachel sent me to ask you a question.” You opened the door and tried to pretend to be surprised that Angelica was about to walk out. “Oh forgive me, was I interrupting something?”

“Oh no dear, I was just leaving.” You side stepped so she would walk past you and once she was far enough down the hall you entered, closing the door behind you.

“You okay Alex?” You asked worriedly.

“I’m fine Titania, nothing for you to worry about. Did you have something to ask of me?”

“Yeah, Rachel wants to know if she needs to prepare any more rooms. So basically are you planning for more people to show up?” He smiled at your question.

“Actually yes! A good friend of mine shall be accompanying us!” He sounds so excited!

“Alright, I’ll let her know we need another room!” Before you could turn to open the door Alex called out to you.

“Wait Titania, I actually have a question for you as well.” He stood up from his desk, walked around it and leaned up against the edge of the front.

“Um, okay. What is it?” You stepped into the center of the room, Alex put on his ‘serious dad’ face.

“You have seemed troubled these last couple months. Is everything alright?” Oh no, I’ve been avoiding this question. You tried to put on your most convincing smile.

“I’m fine Alex, really I am!” His eyes slanted. He’s not buying this is he?

“Titania, I thought we were past hiding such things from each other. We’re family in this house and I consider you my closest friend. You cannot lie to me about these things. Now, what exactly has you so blue?” Nothing gets past Alex I guess… You sighed.

“I just really want to ask you something but I don’t want to ruin how happy everyone has been lately and I feel like such a pessimist for being concerned with something so trivial but it’s honestly really bothering me and I keep going back and forth on whether I shoul-“

“Whoa! Slow down there Titania. It’s very alright to ask me anything if it troubles you so.” He stepped forward, stood in front of you and patted your shoulder reassuringly.

“It’s just… Why? Why write the pamphlet? Why name it after me? I really don’t understand it!” You huffed in exasperation. Literally I’m pretty sure the only people who believed the rumors was Thomass Jeffershit and Sunshine boy!  Alex looked at you for a second before responding.

“Y/N when you appeared at my side, told me your story and proceeded to breakdown the structure of Shakespeare, I knew that you and I were destined to have a friendship. However, that puts you in a very sensitive position; a position of power that one may want to exploit. I knew of this possibility but I risked that in order to understand you, that was selfish of me. This rumor, that article was not only about me but about you as well. I have committed many errors in my life but I shall not allow the name of an innocent person be slandered. One of my errors was not protecting a dear friend of mine when I had the chance. I will never throw away my shot on a friend ever again because of that. I deserved the shame I was given but once I saw your reaction to Philip I knew I could not sit by and allow for such talk to spread.”

“But Alex, you know I don’t care about my name, my name doesn’t matter!”

“That is where you are wrong. Titania, I shall tell you the same thing I tell all of my other children. Always care about your legacy, because what you will leave behind shall be great, greater than what anyone can imagine. You are family and one of the great things I hope for you to do with your own name is stay apart of this family.” He smiled down at you, you couldn’t stop yourself from giving him a small hug.

“Thank you…Alex…” You pulled away and quickly went over to the door, before leaving you turned back to Alex. “Or should I say, thank you Alexander Hamildad?” You ran out of the room, trying to hold in your laughter. That was so good! High five me! You ran down the hall and into the main room. You immediately noticed all the children running down the stairs. “Whoa, slow down guys! Where’s the fire?” Honestly with AJ’s track record, that was a literally possibility. Angie, AJ, Jamie and Johnny all jumped off the last step but Jamie was the only one to stop and answer your question.

“He’s here! He’s here!” He said excitedly before running into the center of the room. Who’s here? Suddenly you heard the sound of a carriage stopping outside, Angie stopped you from going over to the door to greet the guest.

“Not a wise decision.” What’s going on? It wasn’t any more than a few seconds before you heard booming footsteps from outside the door. Is our visitor a tree?! The next thing you know the door is flung open and you see an extremely tall man jumping through the doorway. His skin was very dark, his clothes an equally dark color however in a shade of blue. He was quite broad and you couldn’t see his hair because he was wearing a beanie.

“HERCULES MULLIGAN!” The man shouted as he landed. The children all shouted and ran towards the man.

“Uncle Herc! Uncle Herc!” They all shouted. Wait… Hercules… Mulligan… A TAILOR SPYING ON THE BRITISH GOVERNMENT?! Mulligan picked Angie up by her sides and spun her around in a circle.

“How is my angel fairing? Those boys better not be bothering you or else they’ll have to hear from me!” He shouted. Angie giggled and shook her head.

“Boys are gross Uncle Herc!” She responded, Mulligan had the widest smile on his face from her response.

“That is exactly what I was hoping to hear! Never trust us men!” He joked. Philip came trotting down the stairs and spoke up as he approached Mulligan.

“Ah, Uncle Hercules! I have not seen you in ages!” He walked toward Mulligan and gave him only what you could describe as a bro hug. Was that a thing back in 1797? Well they just did it so I guess it was! Philip then looked over at you. “And this is Y/N Taylor, she is-“ AJ cut him off.

“She’s our maid, she’s really nice!” AJ chuckled. Mulligan approached you and held out his hand, sensing the que you gave him yours. He gave your hand a quick peck before straightening his posture and smiling down at you.

“A pleasure to meet you Y/N!” He exclaimed before staring at you silently, almost like he was examining your face. What? What’s he doing.

“Uh, h-hello, nice to meet you?” He nodded his head, like he had just made a decision.

“That’s it. I’m taking her.” He stated simply. Excuse me?! AJ, Jamie and Johnny all came running up behind him.

“No! You can’t take her! She’s our maid!” AJ laughed. I’m so confused! Mulligan shook his head.

“Nope, you can’t change my mind. She’s mine now!” Without any warning Mulligan picked up by the waist and threw you over his shoulder. What the hell is going on?!  Mulligan then proceeded to run around the room with long strides as the children giggled and chased after him. This caused you to bounce up and down on his shoulder, you couldn’t help but laugh at the scenario.

“What in the world are you all doing?” You asked through your giggle fit.

“I see that Titania is getting acquainted with Mulligan!” You caught a glimpse of Alex standing the archway between the hall and the main room. Mulligan quickly halted, lifted you off his shoulder and set you down gracefully. Your hair however was a total disaster; it took you a second to smooth everything back down to normal. Alex and Mulligan walked towards each other with shit eating grins and also engaging in the bro hug. Wow, that’s really popular isn’t it?

“Great to see you again Hamilton!” Hercules exclaimed.

“Like wise Mulligan!” You heard footsteps coming through the still opened door. You turned your gaze towards it and caught site of another man carrying a couple of bags. He was still tall but significantly shorter than Mulligan. His skin was closer to a mocha color, his hair was wavy and cut very short. His clothes perplexed you for a second, they weren’t shabby but seemed oddly casual for the time period. Mulligan turned to him.

“Oh sorry my boy! Didn’t mean to leave you out there, I was just excited to see everyone! Let me get that!” Mulligan jogged over to the man and grabbed two of three bags he was holding.

“It’s not a problem Hercules, I do not mind helping.” He responded, Alex smiled and waved at the man.

“How are you fairing Cato?” He asked.

“Very good, Mr. Hamilton.” He answered.

Wait…Cato?!

Writing update: Chapter 4 of The Ice Plague is written (*bounces quietly*) and now tagging The Golden Age back in. :)

(Also, it’s weird writing chapters that are around 4000-5000 words because they feel so short compared to what I normally write).

Skylines and Teacups part 3

part one / part two / part four coming soon

pairing: You x Suga

summary: It was a quiet lonely night at a cafe right outside of the city when a mysterious looking man approached you. There blossomed something you never expected in your wildest dreams - not after everything you’ve been through.

genre: fluff and angst

word count: 4000

warnings: heavy drinking, PTSD


“You got me there, Y/N.”

You took a step backward, completely startled. It was odd hearing those words from someone else’s mouth. “What? Did I say something?” Sojung questioned, eyeing you. “No no” You assured. “Are you alright, Y/N?” She seemed genuinely concerned. “It’s just.. Mystery Man says that a lot.” You admitted. Sojung rolled her eyes. “You haven’t seen him in two weeks and everyday something reminds you of him. It’s like you were dating, he broke up with you, and now you’re completely devastated.” Sojung spoke with clear annoyance. “Why don’t you like him, Sojung?”

The two of you were sitting on her couch in her house. Sojung’s place was an odd mix of traditional hanok and modern housing. It looked like someone had a cool idea that didn’t go as planned and that’s why she got it so cheap. The sun was going down and the light was slowly draining from the room through the large windows. There were a bunch of cardboard moving boxes in the corner, untouched, and they were eyeing you evilly. You could see the shadows of the outdoor trees outlining on the floor and the television was displaying a man reciting his script in a static position and in a monotone voice. It was so dull that it all was lost in the background of the moment. All you cared for right then and there was to please your friend as her subtle comments throughout the past few weeks have shown her distaste for your newest friend.

“Y/N, you haven’t had the greatest history with ‘mysterious’ men.” Sojung stood up with dirty plates in hand. “This is different.” You defended as you watched Sojung walk to the kitchen from the couch. “How do you know it’s different? You don’t know anything about him.” She was in distress as she washed the dishes in the sink. “You don’t either. How do you know if he’s a problem?” You were feeling very defensive today and Sojung knew she was asking for a fight.

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E niente adesso ho capito dove devo stare io .. Voi siete i miei amici , Tumblr e la mia casa .. C ho provato a stare con le persone reali ma niente mi fanno schifo .. Eccetto una persona quella persona riesce con un sorriso a non farmi notare la merda che ce in questo mondo e tra gli umani.. E già ho provato a stare tra gli umani ma non c'è niente da fare , io stesso molte volte non mi sono ritenuto umano , non per egoismo o qualcos'altro ma semplicemente perché io, come le altre 4000 persone che mi seguono, non ci sentiamo parte di questo mondo abbiamo pensieri, modi di fare e di agire diversi.. No noi non apparteniamo a questo mondo noi siamo.. Boh.. angeli , demoni , anime o “persone depresse” ,come ci chiamano appunto le persone normali ma e anche vero che senza di noi che stiamo in questo mondo ,in un mondo che non ci appartiene , perche non ci merita , riusciamo a trasferire la vera arte e riusciamo a far trasparire alcune bellezze di questo mondo .. Quindi tu lettore , tu persona come me “non umana” , non sei sola, ci stanno altri come te , noi siamo veramente quegli esseri speciali di qui questo mondo ha bisogno.. NOI SIAMO DESTINATI A QUALCOSA DI GRANDE QUALCOSA CHE GLI UMANI NON POSSONO NEANCHE PROVARE A IMMAGINARE.

theatre songs that could resurrect me

• the bitch of living

• ring of keys

• blackout

• schuyler sisters

• la vie boheme

• bad idea

• defying gravity

• tomorrow is a latter day

• king of new york

• this world will remember us

• no one else

• one day more

• into the woods prologue

• all that jazz

• gimme gimme

• naughty

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F I N A L F A N T A S Y ;
The world lies shrouded in darkness. The winds die… The seas rage… The earth decays… But the people believe in a prophecy, patiently awaiting its fullfillment. “When darkness veils the world, fours Warriors of Light shall come.” After a long journey, four young travelers did at last appear… and in the hand of each was clutched a crystal.

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4,000 Houses for 4,000 Followers: No. 76:

Michelmersh Court, Hampshire, England. 

Built in the late 18th century. 

It was the home of the broadcaster David Frost and was recently for sale.