a storybook life

Song of Sirens

The Storybook: The Little Mermaid

Characters: Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 8,815

Sequel to Kiss of Life


It was one eventful night that had changed everything.

If you hadn’t placed yourself on that ship sailing back home from the capital, then you wouldn’t have experienced your first mermaid attack. If your ship hadn’t been a victim of those carnivorous creatures, then you wouldn’t have been knocked overboard into the middle of the chilling sea. If you hadn’t lost your battle with the overpowering waves, then Taehyung would have never found you in your descent to your watery grave.

With one kiss, he had granted you a second wind.

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a-beautifuldayna  asked:

Hello! Jungkook scenario when he gets the reader pregnant not plan (you guys are dating ) you tell him & end up aruging and he blames you saying mess up things tell you to leave with the baby. You leave Korea for 4 years, come back with your daughter you guys see each other again. He wants to fix things but you dont after a few months you give him a chance.

Hi there! Thank you so much for the request, and we’re so sorry for the wait! Nonetheless, we hope you enjoy!

Btw, we kind of got carried away with this scenario and made it kind of long, haha! Hope you don’t mind!

-❤ Kat & Sar 💖

Jungkook Pregnancy Scenario


Everything in life seemed perfect. You had the job of your dreams, you lived in a beautiful city, and you had the perfect boyfriend. It was like a movie, or a fairytale.

But today, you realized that life isn’t perfect and that all good things must come to an end.

“Pregnant…” You watched as a look of pure terror spread across the face of your “perfect” boyfriend, Jungkook. “Y-yeah…” Your heart sank. This wasn’t quite the reaction you thought you were going to receive. “How?…” You knew it wasn’t planned. You thought you took all the precautions, but not even that had worked. “I don’t know…we did everything we could but…” your voice trailed off. He puts his head in his hands as he collapses onto the bed next to you two. “Listen Kookie…” you say as you gently take a seat next to him.

You wrap your arms around him and lay your head on his shoulder, “Everything will be alright…we’ll be okay…” He raises his head again, “Really?” A small smile forms on your face, “Of course, Kookie.” You rub his back, “This was an accident…but we can deal with it, we can get through it.” He looks at you, “Wow…are you sure?” You smile and gently cup your hands around his face, “Of course, Kookie. We just need to be calm.” He smiles back, “Wow, you’re being so brave, (Y/N).” He kisses your forehead. “Thank you, but I couldn’t do it without you.” He lets out a sigh of relief. “Of course, I’ll be there with you all the way through it.” Your smile begins to grow wider. “I’ll hold your hand through it and try my best to make it seem as painless as possible.” You giggle, “Thank you Kookie, but that won’t be for a long while.” Jungkook furrows his eyebrows at you. “What do you mean? We can’t wait too long, you won’t be able to get it if you do.” Now you’re confused, “Huh? Jungkook, what are you talking about?” You start to loosen your grip on him, “I’m talking about you getting a…you know…abortion.”

Your eyes widen in horror, “W-What, no?! Jungkook, no that’s not at all what I meant” He lets go of you, “(Y/N)…then what do you mean? You can’t expect us to raise it.” Your heart drops. “Why not?…” Piece by piece, you’re perfect reality was crumbling. “We’re still so young! We’re not ready! I’m not ready!” Your hands begin to tingle, “B-but…we can’t just…abandon it.” Jungkook throws his hands in the air, “Well I can’t just abandon my life!” Your eyes dart to him filled with shock, “I’m sorry, but it’s the truth! I still have so much I want to do. And I can’t do it with a kid!” You slowly shake your head. “Jungkook…” He stands up, “Shit, (Y/N). What do you want me to do?! I didn’t want this!” You stutter, trying to say anything but he cuts you off. “I didn’t agree to this, okay?! This isn’t fair to me!” He says, raising his voice even louder.

What he says begins to anger you. “Are you being serious? You are at just as much fault as I am! You played just as big of a role in making this as I did!” He jerks his head towards you, “This has to be your fault! I did my part!” He balls his fists up in anger, “You know what? You always screw things up! And now look what you did!” Your eyes begin to water, “Stop it! Stop blaming me, this isn’t my fault!” He starts to pace around the room. “Jungkook, I am not giving up on this baby. We brough-” “No! You did! This isn’t my problem!” You gasp at what was just said, “Jungkook, you are the father! There’s no changing that! You can’t just-” He waves his hand, “You know what? If you want to keep this baby so badly, then fine. But do it without me.”

More and more of those shards of your storybook life break apart, and they seemed to be stabbing at you right in your heart. “You can’t expect me to do this alone!” The pool of tears in your eyes begin to flow down your red hot cheeks. “I’m not dealing with this!” “You have to!” You walk over to place your hand on his arms, but he shrugs you off. “Don’t touch me!” He scoffs. “Jungkook please…please don’t leave me alone.” He turns his back towards you. “It your choice, (Y/N). You can either stay with me, or you can take the baby and leave.” More fragments of your once flawless life spiral down around you. You take in one last breath, steadying your breathing.

“Fine…” You make your way to the door, and before leaving you take one last glance at your now lost love, who’s back is still facing you. “Goodbye Jungkook…” You slam the door behind you. Crash.

There goes your fairytale.


~4 years later~

She giggles as you tickle her tummy. You two were on a plane to Korea, where you once lived. You continue to make her laugh, making funny faces or noises, and tickling her over and over. She laughs one last time before falling forward and placing her head in the crook of your neck, “Aww, thank you for the hug, darling.” You hold her tight, never wanting to let go. She was the love of your life. You would do anything for her.

You decided to take your daughter to Korea to show her more of her background. Once you moved to America where you raised her, she wasn’t able to be exposed to much of her own culture. You had about a week off from work, so you decided to use the time to expose her to her heritage. Plus, you missed your hometown.

Hours passed and you were finally able to unload the plane and make your way into the airport in Seoul. You balanced her on your hip as you used your other hand to carry your guy’s luggage. Before you knew it, you were in a taxi to head to your hotel, which wasn’t to far from the city you grew up in.

The next day, you were holding her in your arms as you walked down the streets you once knew. Every little detail, you told her about. Every little nook and cranny in the city, you had a story to tell from it. She listened, even if she didn’t always understand what you were saying. You took her to your favorite spots. The coffee shop, the store you always shopped at, even the library where you met her father. As you walked down the aisles with her and looked at all the different books, you couldn’t help but think of him. Each day she begins to look more and more like him. She has his nose, his eyes, she even smiles like him. It hurts. Her father was a man you grew to hate, and to see him in her makes it that much harder.

Before heading back to the hotel, you decided to make a stop at your favorite grocery store. You made an excuse to yourself, saying you needed some food. But really, you wanted to look and see how much has changed.

Her eyes widen in awe at all the pretty colors, like usual. You let her pick out a snack, as do you. You make your way to the checkout line, making sure to keep balance of the little one on your hip. As your waiting, she starts to feel fussy. She begins to whine, and you start to rub her head as you coo at her in an attempt to calm her down. “Darling, it’s okay. We’ll be at the hotel soon and you can take a nap okay?” You rock her back and forth, soothing her.

“(Y/N)?” You heard a familiar voice behind you call your name. Your heart drops, praying it’s not who you think it is. You decide to ignore the person, paying your full attention to your fussy child. “(Y/N)…Is that you?” You sigh. Please….please don’t let it be him. You turn around, your heart racing. And just your luck.

It was him.

You stayed silent. She clung to you, put off by the stranger. “Oh my god…” He says. You still didn’t respond. Instead, you rubbed her back and tried to turn away. “Hey…” He puts his hand on your shoulder, and she whines even more. “She doesn’t like strangers.” You say, turning away from him once again. “(Y/N), don’t be like that.” You let out another sigh. He’s right. You shouldn’t be acting so childish. Thankfully, the cashier calls you over. “Hold on.” You say, as you walk to check out. You pay and thank the cashier. “Your daughter is very beautiful, by the way.” You smile. “Thank you very much.” you reply, smiling down at your daughter. You begin to walk out the door, hoping he forgot about you. “Wait!” Damn. You stop, letting him catch up to you. “(Y/N)…” He says once again. You turn around, finally giving in. “Yes?” A smile creeps onto his face, but you continue to remain unamused. “It’s uh…been a while. Huh?” You nod your head. She clings to you once again, hiding her face in your neck. “That’s uh…” “Yes, it is.” You rub her back once again, reassuring her that everything was okay. He pauses for a while, looking at her. At the both of you.

“What’s her name?” He says, keeping his eyes on the both of you. “Areum.” You say flatly. He smiles, “It fits her well. Beauty. Just like her mother.” You frown at him, letting him know he was crossing the line. He lowers his head in apology. There was a silence between you two. “Listen, we should probably get going.” “Wait!” You look back at him, both arms wrapped around Areum. “Um…How long will you be staying here.” You hesitate, keeping your arms around her and a safe distance from him. “Why do you want to know, Jungkook?” He seems a little hurt by what you said, but he continues. “If you had any free time, maybe we could catch up?” You were hoping he wasn’t going to say that. “I don’t think that’s a good idea…” He sighs, “Listen, I know we left off on a rough patch, but…” You shake your head, “Jungkook…no, I’m sorry.” He tries to step towards you, but you back away. “Please, (Y/N). I’ve been wanting to talk to you these last few years-” You start to get irritated, “Oh, really?! Then how come I never received a call or text, huh?!” You raised your voice slightly, which startled Areum as she squirmed in your arms. You turn to her, cooing at her once again and reassuring her that everything was okay. You sigh once again, lowering your voice to a normal tone. “Listen, Jungkook. I don’t want to talk to you, and that’s that. Now please, let me and my daughter leave.” You begin to turn around once again.

“No! Please! (Y/N) I regretted everything that night! I shouldn’t have let you go! I should’ve been there for you. I should’ve been there for her! It was the biggest mistake I ever made, and I’m sorry!” He rambles, and you stop in your tracks once again. He continues, “The day you left, I wanted to run after you and apologize. I wanted to take back everything I said that night. It was wrong, all of it! I don’t truly know why I never did, I just…I was to scared.” You stood there listening, with your back facing him. You listened to what he was saying, feeling conflicted. “I was hoping that maybe…maybe you would come back to me. That you would try and smack some sense into me, and convince me to stay with you and raise the baby with you. But you didn’t…you shouldn’t have. I didn’t deserve it. You were right for not coming back to me. And I was wrong for leaving you all alone to raise a child by yourself.” Your expression softens slightly as you continue to clutch onto your daughter. “I’ve never been able to live with myself since then. I kept telling myself to call you. To get back in touch with you. But, I was too ashamed. I didn’t want to face you.” You quietly sighed to yourself, you began to feel torn.

For four years, he left you alone. And in those years, your hatred grew for him more and more. You were stuck raising a child with no help whatsoever. And you love Areum. You would go through that struggle all over again if it was for her sake. But you couldn’t deny that it was incredibly difficult. You spent so many restless hours throughout the day working at one of your three jobs while Areum was at daycare, or you were spending countless, sleepless nights feeding her while your stomach growled because you only had enough money for her formula and baby food.

And you blamed him. You blamed him for all of it.

But now, he’s here, begging for your forgiveness. Something you never thought would happen, not even in your dreams. You thought he had moved on. You thought he found someone else as he continued to live his life without a care in the world. When in reality, he never stopped thinking about you. “I completely shut down when you left. I didn’t leave our -er, my house…for I think almost a month. They had to kick my door in and force me out. It took a long time to get back on my feet, but I did. And I got a job. A real job. I raised money, and I…I set money aside so I could go see you and…her.” You raised your eyebrows, shocked. You slowly turn around. He continues once more, “I…I guess I don’t need to use it to fly to America anymore. I had also been saving money to send to you, to help you out. But, I was still too scared to face you.” You stared at him wide eyed. “I’m sorry I should’ve sent it to you a long time ago I just…” You nod your head, urging him to move on. “M-my point is…” He takes a breath, steadying his voice. “My point is, I never stopped thinking about you, or the baby. And I regret the decision I made more than anything else in my life. It was a huge mistake. and I…I want to fix it.” He pauses, breathing in once more. “I want to…fix us.” Your expression has completely softened. You look down, trying to decide. Maybe…it’s worth it to have a little talk with him? You take in a long breath, readying yourself to say words you never thought you’d ever say to him..

“Areum and I are staying in the hotel down the street. If you stop by around this time tomorrow, we should be there.” You let out a shaky breath still surprised by what you’re saying. He smiles widely, “I will, don’t doubt it for a second.” You nod to him, “We need to go now, she’s getting cranky. But…we’ll see you tomorrow?” He nods, a giant grin across his face. “Yes, you will. I promise!” You nod once again, this time offering a small smile. “Goodbye Jungkook…I’ll see you at the hotel.” You say, as you walk off.

You begin to walk the opposite direction of him. Areum lifts her head to look up at you. You gaze into her big, sparkling eyes. Once again, you were reminded of how much she is beginning to look like her father. But for the very first time, this reminder didn’t bring hatred towards him. No. This time you felt a warm feeling spreading through your chest.

Hope.

Maybe this fairytale will have a happy ending after all.

When I was on preschool a kid brought in his favourite book for show and tell and the techer read it to us. I don’t remember anything about the book except I think one of the characters looked like this. I went home and had a nightmare about this character hiding in my garage and 17 years later I still remember it. I wish I knew more about the book so that I knew if the nightmare was unwarranted or not???

☆ Updated 17.07.09 ☆

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hercules mulligan x reader

prompt: alexander is always pulling herc along to his daily library sessions. hercules can’t help but notice the cute girl helping out the librarian.

a/n: thank you for all the support lately, it’s unbelievable really. so as a thank you, here is some hercules fluff

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“Well Herc, it’s your lucky day.” Alexander said, clamping a hand upon the other boy’s shoulder, “You’re coming to the library to study with me.”

“Please tell me you’re kidding and actually taking Laurens.” Hercules begged, partly trying to convince himself that there was hope escaping the gruelingly long library sessions his ever so intuitive friend embarked on multiple times a week, always making a friend come along and endure the torture.

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Kiss of Life

The Storybook: The Little Mermaid

Characters: Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 8,598

Sequel: Song of Sirens


The sky was clear of clouds and full of stars as you sailed across the night ocean to return back home.

You had spent some time in the capital nearby, having gone to visit your father before he set off on another one of his lengthy excursions. Like many others in this region, he was a travelling merchant who spent a good number of his days out in the open sea. There weren’t many other options when it came to finding a steady job, other than being a fisherman, but seeing as how you lived in a small port city, it was to be expected.

After managing to successfully hitch a ride on this 30-crew ship, you now found yourself nearing the end of your trip as the sailors on board made the announcement that you would arrive at the docks by sunrise. So far everything was smooth sailing, quite literally, as you sat alone inside the musty crew quarters. You didn’t feel the need to go to sleep whereas the rest of the crew didn’t feel the need to call for your assistance on deck, not that you minded; you would much rather sit back and enjoy the free ride.

Out of nowhere, you suddenly felt the ship jolt to one side. You were keen on brushing it off as the vessel hitting a particularly rocky wave, since you had been on a fair share of excursions yourself, but then you heard a rising commotion outside before the boat jerked in the same direction with an unnaturally greater force.

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Mother Gothel - OUAT x reader

Words: 959
Characters: Emma Swan, Captain Hook, Snow White, Prince Charming, Henry, The Evil Queen, Y/N, Gothel, The Stabbington brothers

Warnings: Speaking ill of their daughter, not many warnings, slight sadness/looking down at someone. Awful writing/Imagine

A/n: Been a while hasn’t it? xd Awful month so haven’t written anything, this is literally the first thing I’ve written in a while. Hope you guys like it.

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anonymous asked:

Dear Hugo, It is without question that I have been drawn to you since I first met you, however it took me longer to realise I was interested in you romantically. I pursued our friendship, dreaming of the possibility of romance, without realising you had a partner. Now you bring me such happiness, yet pain. If I told you how I felt I would hurt you, confuse you and lose you. It's hard to cope and sometimes I push you away. Loving you has been the best and worst thing to happen to me. Love Joy

ok first of all, ur name is JOY and this lover’s name is HUGO!!! that is just about as storybook-esque as real-life love stories go!! i lov that so much. i’m wishing u all the best joy! i hope u recognize how even tho this is inflicting some negative feelings, it is so BEAUTIFUL x

A human life is a collection of stories, and we are all authors. We write and we write from the moment we are born until we take our last breath, hoping and praying that we won’t just become another book on a shelf. Some of our stories are long and grand and scrawled out in large, grandiose letters for the whole world to see, while some are small notes tucked between pages that tell of stolen glances and kisses on cheeks. Some have covers made of sunshine and gold, but whose words create storms inside our minds and tear out our hearts as easily as a page; some are held together by paper clips and tape and fashion beautiful stories that are barely sweet whispers and unheard melodies in the symphony of life. The human world is made up of stories, and we are all writers that use different letters to construct different narratives, yet we all have the same goal: for someone to hear our shout in the void and decide that our story is worth reading, maybe even worth telling. So the way I see it, you can spend your life waiting for an adventure to carry you off with the current, or you can pick up a pen and write one for yourself, and never stop writing for a single moment.
—  Keep Writing Stories
Here's the thing....

I love The Joker and Harley Quinn as much as the next guy. But I hate it when teenage fandom girls are all like “I’m so Harley Quinn hahaha!” Like bitch no. You don’t know what it’s like to be her.
But I do. I have been Harley Quinn.

I just want to say to these girls: You don’t know what it’s like.

You don’t know what it’s like to be constantly degraded by your significant other, knowing that they should be treating you better than the way that they are.

You don’t know what it’s like to know that you deserve better than a relationship where you are constantly mistreated but feel unable to pull yourself away from it because you feel so deeply for this person and that you would feel totally lost if you were to end it.

You don’t know what it’s like to be terrified of how your significant other is going to react to something. Not knowing if they are going to scream horrible things at you, physically hurt you or hold you and kiss you.

You don’t know what it’s like picturing and wanting a future with a person but knowing in the back of your head that there is a possibility that that future could never happen because the other person doesn’t feel the same way or want the same future you do.

You don’t know what it’s like loving someone with your entire being, constantly having them on your mind, always wanting to be with them, while asking yourself if he cares that deeply about you or if he even cares at all.

You don’t know what it’s like to love someone so much that you’d be willing to do ANYTHING to make them smile, but you have to sit there and wonder if that person would even consider doing the same for you.

Being Harley Quinn is not being madly in love.

It’s being in love with someone and wanting the storybook fairytale life with them knowing that you will never have it. But will still fight for it everyday.

It’s thinking that you are enough to make him want to settle down but knowing that he never will.

It’s constantly being abused but you ignore it because you think that his love for you is stronger than his hatred.

Is that what you want in a life long relationship? Is that really what you want? Think about it!

anonymous asked:

So I have noticed that you are very pro-revival. I'm having a hard time getting to that happiness about the revival. I was wondering if you could walk me through a couple things. First and for most, the ending. You keep saying that there was closure... I don't see closure I just see unanswered questions. Second, I really didn't understand emily's change in character. She did a total 180 and I feel like she was kind of cruel to Lorelei. Help?

I think the first thing to understand is; the word closure needs to be taken pretty openly.

I did get a lot of closure. For me there are three people you look to for this; Lorelai, Rory and Emily. There who we all want it in. So one at a time. 

I think, most obviously, we got it for Lorelai. From the very beginning of the series we see Lorelai as this woman who, despite keeping up this veneer of a happy-go-lucky wonder woman, is extremely vulnerable, insecure and flawed. One of her biggest insecurities being the idea of finding the “whole package”. I mean, how many times did we here Emily and Richard complain that she wasn’t married, or the town remark on how she was single. For me the end of the revival did two things; we finally see Lorelai work on embracing these flaws and let down her shield a little bit. I think this can be seen in her allowing Rory to go ahead with the book, opening up to Emily about the day in the mall with Richard and finally confronting Luke about getting married. Seeing Luke and Lorelai finally get married gave me such incredible closure on their arc. I think the scene in the kitchen when Luke lays out how he feels and how he will never ever leave her really gave me a sense of “everything will be okay for them”. They’ll always have issues with communication and they’ll always bitter; but they’ll be okay and they’re happy and thats what counts.

With Emily, again I felt a great sense of closure. I think for Emily its hard to describe. We see her in the beginning floundering to understand how to live her life without Richard. She’s alone in this massive house, her days are empty and nothing brings her joy because she is broken without him. I think what gave me closure in the end for her was this 180. We see her go from such uncertainty, to finally living a life she feels happy and comfortable in. her entire life had been dedicated to being Richard’s wife, without his this crucial part of her identity was removed. She found new focus with her job, she moved out to a smaller space where she wasn’t so alone and she found a little family who, in many ways, took her in as opposed to the other way around. I love that Rose Abdoo played Berta, because it brings that essence of Stars Hollow into Emily’s life. I think her final scene with Lorelai, about the loan, is also very telling. We all know it repeats the dialogue from the pilot. However, it’s Emily speaking and not Richard. This shows us how independent she now is and how she has learned in the past year to take over that role. She isn’t defined by being his wife and has learned to be independent. She’s not putting him behind her by any means, but she’s learning to survive without him. In the end, we see her finally get what she wants with that small portrait of Richard and, most importantly we see her on a journey to being okay, and finally happy. She has a support system and I know that she’ll be okay. Knowing this, gave me closure.

Rory is more tricky. For me, the growth Rory takes in the revival is what gave me closer. She is able to put leaning on Logan as an emotional crutch behind her. She realises she can do it alone. That she doesn’t need his house to write in, or to run to him when things get hard; that she’s stronger than that. This was a journey for her certainly, but I found it so satisfying seeing her come out of that. I also think the direction her career takes gave me a sense of closure. The revival showed a Rory lost and confused with no direction. We see her finally get a sense if where she’s going and once again finds something that she is passionate about; which we don’t see in the revival until this point. Crazy as it sounds, the pregnancy also was okay and not a crazy cliffhanger for me. I am okay leaving Rory with this because; I know she will be okay. I know that baby will be so loved and taken care of by not just her, but Lorelai, Luke, Emily and the entire town. It’s not Lorelai getting pregnant and having to run way at 16. It’s not this tragic thing that all end her life and destroy her potential. It’s the opposite, and I know she’s strong enough to do this, and I think she does too after her discussion with Christopher.  I know she didn’t pick a guy, but she’s 32. She has so much time to find love!! With Rory what I think is key to remember is her age. At 32, will your life be fully resolved and happy ever after? No. Was Lorelai married at, or even near settled in the Pilot at 32? Hello no! Rory still has most of her life ahead of her and I think it would be crazy to see her totally settled. 

At the end of the day this is a show grounded in reality. It’s a show about real people. And, in the real world, sadly we don’t get clear closure. Lorelai says it herself about her dads passing; there was no storybook moment. Life just happens; you can’t plan for it and it never will ever be resolved.

I think it would be bad writing for a show like this to offer a full happy ever after’s worth of closure. But, for me, here is why I think they gave us just enough; because each of them went on a healing journey and in the end we see them all okay. What’s more, we see them all happy, or on the road to happiness. That is what I derive my closure from, because life will never resolve itself and all I could ever hope for them is that they’re happy.

you are carrying so much glass, my love.
put it down. put it down and listen.

see sometimes your cheeks are stained
with tears and your hands are clutching at
futures that you think are fading but baby
look at what you’ve spun so far
look at the brightness in your eyes and
the colour in your cheeks

god, baby, you are a storybook character
brought to life, all smiles and hugs
and warmth in the middle of darkness and
you are here. you are here, you are
fighting through it all.

look - i know the future is looming and it can
make your teeth rattle and your hands feel
like broken train tracks but sometimes
you just need to hear this - it’ll be okay.

you are not carrying glass anymore, my love.
you are carrying diamonds - that much more
beautiful and that much harder to shatter.

all i can say is this: make sure the moments
you do not miss mean more to you than
the moments you do.

be kind to yourself. you are flowers and fire
and love - and no matter how uncertain things
may seen, you are a certainty.

—  – for the kids graduating this year; for the kids who are soon going to university; for the kids who are not sure where the fuck they’re going quite yet (specifically written for mooove-along) /// (d.s)