okay so i was having thoughts this morning about how i believe that obi-wan was probably t h e best master for anakin under the circumstances (and a few others) and how as much as i hate predestination, if you accept anakin as (one of?) the chosen one(s), then he is fated to bring about the fall of the Jedi - cos you can’t have balance when the lightside outnumbers the darkside by as much as it does. and i started thinking about how what if the universes where obi-wan is his master greatly delays him fucking off to the darkside and bringing about the end of the Order? well, he was all of 23 when that happened, which means in other universes, where obi-wan is not his master, he probably abandons the order much younger than that.
okay, so - an au where.
an au where qui-gon lives. despite reasons why it probably wouldn’t happen, he becomes anakin’s master, obi-wan fucks off to do Knight Things and Grow As His Own Person. anakin has his canonical crisis of faith and great realization that being a jedi is difficult and not actually all that he thought it was going to be. he fucks off from the order - say around the age of fifteen?
qui-gon, despite everything, goes off to hunt him. despite this “betrayal”. after all, anakin is the chosen one, right? so he even goes so far as to call in obi-wan to help him find anakin. meanwhile, anakin is employing every last trick in the book to remain out of reach. he won’t go back - he won’t. he can do more good out there in the galaxy, instead of tied down by the (hostile, tbh) jedi order.
it just so happens that obi-wan finds him. rather than try to arrest him or anything (leaving the order is not a ‘take into custody’ offense, as obi-wan well knows) and actually talks to anakin about the reasons why he’s fucked off. he finds the reasons understandable. besides, becoming a jedi is not being conscripted. anakin has the right to leave if he feels like it. obi-wan tells him that it’s fucking dangerous for a half-trained force sensitive out there in the wild galaxy, but when anakin doesn’t change his mind (because he’s hella stubborn tbh) obi-wan is just like “welp” and lets him go. he tells qui-gon he never found anakin, but that it’s really unreasonable to hunt the kid down for fucking off. it’s another thing that qui-gon and obi-wan don’t see eye-to-eye with.
so that’s that, right? they’ll never see the chosen one again.
but wait, there’s more. So of course the Sith find anakin. he must bring balance to the force. Dooku and Sidious play bad cop/good cop until anakin is firmly under Sidious’ thumb. (presumably, Qui-gon would have found nine hundred different ways to keep anakin away from palpatine, who might even have been the one to plant the idea of running off into anakin’s head on the few times when he was allowed to speak with the kid). anakin goes corrupt, as you do when siths are fucking with your head, and the story proceeds.
here it is, the fall of the jedi order, and order 66.
ymmv what happens to qui-gon. does he live through even this? or is he shot down protecting obi-wan? in either case, obi-wan survives as he tends to, trying to regroup with the rest of the surviving Jedi. of course, you have this wretched sith lord, Darth Vader, hunting them all down. his skill with a blade is unparalleled. no jedi who has faced him has survived.
when he finds them, obi-wan stays back, sacrificing himself to save the others. and yet, to his surprise, darth vader does not kill him. darth vader himself does not understand entirely why, only that once when he was very young, a jedi heard him out and let him go.
he does not let obi-wan go, but neither does his blade fall.
Flower is the biggest reason why we even got here, He’s been a special person for me, a huge mentor. The fact that he passed me the Cup there … you know, I rank way down at the bottom and I got it ahead of some of the other guys.
I have to say that’s one of the most special moments of my life.
The thing that you forgot? Turns out, whatever you know about medicine, ultimately, luck or fate or God or… who knows what is always gonna end up playing a much bigger role in the whole thing than you and I ever will.
This is my cat Missy. My dog Sir Winston and her have the same markings which is why we gave her to him on his 2nd birthday. Ever since he has acted like her mentor and when you call her name he comes running to see if she is okay.
In the novel he has greasy hair, smelly clothes, pasty skin and even has a little chub. Basically, everything about his appearance screams that he’s any old bum that you’d meet on the streets.
What’s funny is that, despite all this, the QZGS fandom is thirsty for him anyway…
Is it his personality? No, but this is Ye Xiu we’re talking about, the walking definition of shameless. He’s rude to everyone he meets and never holds back when it comes to draining other people’s resources. He’s incredibly arrogant too. How is this… attractive?
You know what I’m really looking
forward to? Izuku giving his first few autographs.
I reckon the very first person to
ask for Izuku’s autograph will be Kouta. The little boy was the first to call
Izuku “his hero” and he even wrote him something akin to fan mail (with an
apology woven in).
So one day, when they meet again,
Kouta offers Izuku a piece of paper and a pen and, bluntly as he is, all but
demands, “I want your autograph!”
Izuku almost drops the offered
items, eyes going wide. “Huh?! Me?!”
“Yeah!” Kouta shoves the items back
into Izuku’s softened grip, grinning up at the young hero. “Heroes give
autographs, right? And you’re the only hero I accept!”
Izuku is still in a daze, feeling
completely out of it as he hesitates over the piece of paper, pen quivering
slightly. It’s not like he has never thought about this possibility – as a
child, he even practiced different signs for the day he would need it. But…
that had been a childish dream. This here was real. It felt good, and weird, and surreal all at the same time.
He settles for a flourish sign,
reading “Deku”. It’s not that good, it looks inexperienced and awkward, but
Kouta seems happy enough about it, proudly showing off the autograph to anyone
in sight. (“Just look, not touch, though!”)
Lost in thought, Izuku decides to
ask the one person who will probably understand how he’s feeling right now, and
he goes to look for his mentor.
“You don’t know how to feel about
it,” Toshinori tilts his head at him as Izuku has finished his recounting,
understanding palpable in the soft smile he gives the boy.
Izuku grimaces while he rubs the
back of his head. “It’s just that… I always wanted to be a hero, yes, but
before I met you… even after that… I always doubted that I could… become one?
So when Kouta asked me for an autograph… I felt as if I had finally done it.
And yet I wondered… if this is real?”
A thoughtful hum leaves Toshinori at
that, and he leans back, taking in how Izuku fidgets and seems to wait for his
Deciding that he found the best way
to go about it, Toshinori digs through the papers strewn out over his desk
until he finds a blank sheet of paper and a pen. Offering both to Izuku, he
encourages the boy, “You know, that makes me realize – I don’t have your autograph yet.”
Izuku’s mouth falls open at that, gaping
at his teacher, his idol, much like a fish would. It takes him a moment to
realize that Toshinori is serious about
this, and another moment that the man is still holding paper and pen out to
This time, when Izuku scribbles a
wobbly autograph onto the paper, there are overwhelmed tears running down his
cheek and dripping onto the paper next to the ink. Toshinori chuckles at him
and ruffle his hair – and this time, Izuku can accept this amazing moment as
(He almost regrets writing the
autograph, though, since Toshinori insists to pin the autograph next to his
workplace to a wall so that he always has it in his sights. That’s so embarrassing.)
Situation/Scenario: Reader is trapped on a shuttle that is
about to fail/explode/fall out of the sky (I don’t know how to word that) And
the crew is struggling to get her back on board. She is beamed out at the last
second. Jim has already convinced himself she is going to die, she doesn’t, he
proves how much he needs her.
Warnings: Almost death, Angsty, smut, romance, unprotected
sex, AN UNEDITED HOT MESS
Author’s note: Sooo, I have not written smut since I had a
kpop smut page. I apologize in advance, my skills are ruuustty.
“Y/L/N to enterprise!” You yelled into your communicator. “I
don’t think the shuttle is going to make it!” You yell as you try to pilot the
damn thing closer to the enterprise. The ship had stopped at a class m planet
to assist in delivering medical supplies to a research team. Everything had
gone well, till it was time to return to the enterprise. The team on the planet
had their pick of some supplies, and you had the remaining on the shuttle with
you. You were supposed to have another crew member go down with you, but you
had done this very trip to this team a few times before and didn’t feel you
Warnings: Once again, there won’t be any until like the 4th chapter ;)) Please hold on until then bbs.
“You know Y/N, I must admit you’re improving. It appears my warning has gotten through that dull head of yours”, Mr. Kwon paced back and forth slowly in front of my desk as he spoke.
“With all due respect sir, I do believe my head is not dull and that I am improving at my own will. Not because you told me to do so,” I bit back.
Suddenly, Mr. Kwon’s hands slammed down on the surface of the wooden desk. His body lurched forward slightly and his gaze captured my own.
“What? Just because you wrote one decent paper, you think you have the power to question my authority?” he glowered at me and I shivered with a sickening mixture of anger and annoyance. “You will have to do a lot more than whine about your autonomy before I think of you as anything more than a subpar student”.
A series of three raps to your door in quick succession had you dropping your hands to your desk, the application you were going over losing your attention.
“Come in.” You said, not raising your voice because you knew you didn’t need to. You would be heard.
You wiped a hand over your face, hoping to rub away the dull ache of tired eyes. You’d been reading over files for a good portion of the evening, and it was starting to wear on you. The door of your office swung open, revealing the familiar face of Jaebum, who offered you a courteous smile with an undertone of apology for disturbing you.
You returned the smile, but said nothing. Jaebum had been working for you long enough to know that if he came into your office, it was for a reason or with a purpose.
“Got a walk in for you.” He said, hovering just inside the doorway.
Your brows that had been raised in intrigue fell as you pursed your lips. “It’s Saturday at four in the afternoon, the doors aren’t even opened yet.”
He nodded his head along with your words, as if he’d already anticipated them. “I know, I’m sorry. We tried to chase him off a couple of times, but he won’t leave. Says he wants to talk to you in person.”
“Well for Christ’s sake, Jaebum.” You sighed, leaning back in your chair as you lightly slapped your palm flat against the top of your desk. “Tons of people want to talk to me, it doesn’t mean they can.”
“I know.” Jaebum nodded again, clearing his throat after a long beat of silence. “I really don’t think he’s leaving though.”
Masquerade III: The Rules of the Game -- Part 1 (Jungkook x Reader x another BTS member)
One must know the rules of the game, in order to
come and play.
!! If you haven’t, please read the first two sagas in this series: MASQUERADE & Masquerade II !! [There will be spoilers if you read this story first.]
With Club Masquerade’s original hosts “graduating” one at a time,
it’s up to the newcomers to pick up the slack and keep the customers happy. And
who better to take the reins than the notorious Red Mask’s prodigy, Jeon
Jungkook. But things become a bit difficult when you come into the picture,
with your desire to do research on the rules of love and dating through your
experience with your host. Will Jungkook be able to satisfy your curiosities…
or will someone else?
Jungkook x Reader x BTS member [Read on to find out who >:P] (ft. Jimin & Hoseok) CEO au, Host au, Cop!Kook au Fluff & Smut
A/N: Hey everyone ~ it’s baccckkk! :) That’s all haha blessing your weekend with part 1! Enjoy!
"Crap.“ You exhaled as you pulled over to
the side of the road, seeing the blaring lights of red and blue following you.
Groaning, you parked your car and leaned your head back into your seat. No longer
than a few seconds later, a police officer knocked on your window. Clearing
your throat to compose yourself, you rolled your driver’s side window down.
You were going over the speed limit.” The officer stated, pulling out his
notepad and hovering his pen over the ticket he was about to give you.
hardly ‘over’ the speed limit if it’s 5 over.“ You argued.
eyes shot up to you, possibly surprised by your attitude. "You know,
normally, this is when women beg me to let them go, not argue with my initial
Officer…“ You leaned over to read his badge closely. ”…Jeon. I don’t think I need to beg if the
reason you’re stopping me wasn’t exactly a direct violation in the first
me your license.” he huffed and you grabbed your wallet to do so.
“Alright, Ms. Y/N. Since this seems to be your first transgression, I’ll
give you a chance to appeal to me. I’m in a good mood today.”
gave him a face of disbelief as he smugly smirked at you.
you normally harass women while you’re in uniform?“
eyes widened and he scoffed. "You know most people would be thankful I’m
being lenient. 5 over or more– it’s still over the speed limit on this road.
Do you want a ticket or not?”
course I don’t want a ticket. But what exactly would 'appealing’ to you entail?
I have no idea what you find
appealing, considering we’re strangers.“ You reasoned nonchalantly.
seemed to stump him because he was silent for a few seconds.
don’t know! Be cute or something? Compliment me? That’s what other women do.
You could even start crying for all I care.” he listed as he scratched his
expression turned into one of disapproval. “And that works?”
okay…” You prepared yourself seriously by taking a deep breath, and then
turned to flash him your brightest smile. This was torture for you.
was his turn to give you a look of disapproval.
huffed at his rejection then hurriedly poked your cheeks and batted your
lashes, mimicking the way women on TV acted cute. The Officer chuckled and
shook his head, clearly more amused than appealed.
Can’t help you. You have no appeal whatsoever.” he scribbled into his
notepad and ripped the ticket. “It won’t add points if you pay the
you serious?“ You glared.
quite serious.” he laughed. “Maybe you should try finding other ways
to appeal to men.”
have a lot of appeal!“ You argued.
snorted. "Sure you do.”
terribly rude for an officer of the law.“
you’re terribly unapologetic for someone who’s broken the law.” he chucked
the paper inside your car carelessly as he leaned through your window, his face
close to yours arrogantly.
two stared at each other intently; you, annoyed while his eyes had a glint of
mischief and intrigue in them. He was clearly enjoying having the upper hand in
this battle of wits.
a car zoomed by the two of you and you exhaled, pointing at it.
guy was like TWENTY over the speed limit, and you’re not chasing him? Seriously??“
currently busy at the moment.” The Officer shrugged, and after a quick
glance around your car, he scrunched his face. “You should also clean up
your car. Are you trying to run a garbage truck?”
chuckled in disbelief. “I’m pretty sure you’re breaking the law of proper
etiquette right now, Officer Jeon.”
goes both ways, Miss Y/N.“ The Officer knocked on your car playfully and
began walking away. "Have a wonderful day ~”
Jungkook! You’re back a little late from your patrol.“
grinned as one of his fellow cops handed him a bottle of water. "I had a
speeding incident down the road.”
was it a woman? Did you let them go again?“
he huffed. “I actually gave her a ticket this time!”
wow, Jungkook, you’re growing up!“ his fellow officers cooed as they
ruffled his hair. "You couldn’t even look at women on your first patrol,
and then you let them go out of pure terror and panic if they so much as
touched your arm.”
blushed and swatted their arms away from babying him. “I wasn’t in
please, Kook, your eyes were as wide as saucers!“ one of the guys pulled
him into a headlock. "And if they started crying, you flailed your arms
wildly and called in for back up.”
roared with laughter. Jungkook easily pried himself out of the headlock and
was back then!“
work, Jungkook. You’re on your way.” One of the senior officers, who just
so happened to be female, smiled warmly at him. He stiffened and nodded until
she disappeared from the premises.
fellow officers snorted at his obviously panicked reaction. He turned and
glared at them, but they scrambled to return to their computers, appearing to
look busy. None of them wanted to fall victim to Jungkook’s wrath. As much as
they hated to admit it, even though he was the youngest officer, he was the
most fit, capable, and handsome of them all, passing the physical exam with
the girl you gave a ticket cute?“ One of his closest friends turned and
changed the subject.
hummed as he sat down. "Mmm…”
chuckled, envisioning how you had tried to act cute before.
wasn’t appealing at all.“
unlike you to be late, Y/N.” Jimin smiled as you finally made it to your
sorry Mr. Park. I got pulled over by a cop.“ You admitted and he blinked
claimed I was speeding when I wasn’t, and I ended up getting a ticket because I
didn’t beg for forgiveness.“ You huffed.
Y/N.” Jimin patted your head sympathetically. “You need to use your
charms, even if they were in the wrong.”
tried but…“ You sulked.
Jimin leaned against your desk.
said I had no appeal whatsoever.“ You stated sourly.
burst into laughter, causing the other workers to look over at you two.
Just intern stuff!” he bellowed, easing the other people’s curiosities.
“Seriously. You crack me up, Y/N. I’m glad I agreed to having you intern
coughed, appearing beside Jimin. “I believe I was the one that took her under my wing because someone decided
they wanted to run away to Daegu for who knows how long and abandoned me!”
won’t leave that alone, Hoseok!“ Jimin snapped.
smiled shyly as your bosses bickered in front of you. You were already used to
it by now.
Mr. Jung. I had a few questions about the paperwork you had me fill out yesterday.”
You knew how to stop their childish banter easily.
brightened immediately since you were seeking his counsel, while Jimin walked
away coolly because he didn’t want to be bothered by work-related questions so
early in the morning. You giggled. They were easy to figure out.
had been working as the company’s intern for a few months already. At first,
you were under Mr. Jung since Mr. Park had temporarily been needed at a
different branch, but as soon as he returned, they fought over who would be
mentoring you. In the end, they settled on you shadowing Mr. Jung in the
morning and Mr. Park in the afternoon. And you had no qualms about the dual
mentorship. You thoroughly enjoyed learning– the process, the actual gaining
of new skills and information, the effective application – so you were
grateful that you had two fantastic role models to teach you.
lot of your university classmates wanted to strangle you for getting so lucky
with your internship. Not only was the company well-known, but so were the CEOs
you were under.
Jung.“ You called as he was scribbling corrections on your paperwork.
I unappealing?“ You asked bluntly.
eyes widened. "Wh-what?”
told me I had no appeal this morning. Do you think I’m lacking in appeal?“
coughed and peeked outside of your cubicle, making sure no one was listening
in. He smiled warmly and put his pen down.
Everyone has different types of appeal. It’s good to learn about other things,
which you’re really good at, but it’s better if you learn about yourself
like hmm…hold on.” Hoseok stood up. “Mr. Park, I have a question
about your charm.”
jumped out of his office with a wide grin. “My charm? Which charm? I have
gave you a knowing expression and you chuckled. Jimin skipped towards you two.
important to know your strengths and weaknesses, Y/N. As both a business worker
and as a person. You should use your strengths as your appeal and work to improve
or compensate your weaknesses.“ Hoseok tapped on the paperwork in front of
you. "Kind of like how we revise these papers. We keep what’s convincing
and edit what’s not. Although you should be careful about being overly appealing.”
shot a look at Jimin, who smirked.
have a problem with my overflowing appeal, Mr. Jung?“ Jimin cocked up an
good to know you have it, but don’t flaunt it too much.” Hoseok commented
you didn’t answer my question.“ You emphasized.
question?” Jimin questioned.
asked if she was appealing.“ Hoseok blushed as he lay a hand on Jimin’s
shoulder. "This is your forte so I’ll leave it to you. I don’t feel
comfortable discussing this with my young intern.”
shook his head. “Oh Hoseok, so naive. Don’t worry Y/N. You’re definitely
appealing! But what Mr. Jung is trying to say is that you have to believe in your appeal before you can go appealing
of it like your resume for people.” Jimin pointed.
for people?“ You repeated, still puzzled.
you have to know why people like you and play that as your strength. Like me, I
know I’m incredibly handsome and friendly, and that’s why people like me. If
ever, let’s say, someone accuses me of doing something wrong, I know I could
use my looks and sweet words to get out of trouble.”
snorted and Jimin scratched the back of his head.
guess in blunt terms, yes. But it’s kind of a survival skill.” he chimed.
“You need it to survive in the real world.”
skill…“ You mumbled, thinking deeply.
don’t–” Hoseok was about to protest, but Jimin’s hand covered his mouth.
see. It’s quite important for me to learn my own appeal.“ You stated
determinedly. "As a matter of survival.”
yes, exactly.“ Jimin nodded fervently.
such a jackass.” Hoseok hissed.
for her own good.“ Jimin nudged.
beamed happily. "Thank you, Mr. Park, Mr. Jung!”
two blushed and chuckled, patting your head encouragingly.
two are so weak for the intern.“ Silver appeared beside them with her arms
flinched and removed his hand from your head, settling beside his girlfriend.
On the other hand, Jimin latched onto you and embraced you tightly from behind.
cause she’s so cute and clueless about the evils of this world.” he
giggled as he nuzzled his face next to yours while you sat there stoically,
mulling over his statement instead of his actions.
rolled up the papers she had on hand and started whacking Jimin with it in
between her words.
cackled and let go of you. "You’re no fun, Silver. She doesn’t mind,
shook your head. “I don’t feel anything when it happens so I don’t
burst into laughter while Jimin clutched his chest, feigning pain at your words.
smiled at you, amused. “There are only a few women who could say that and
honestly mean it, Y/N. You amaze me.”
you.“ You bowed gratefully. "Mr. Park told me you had fallen for his
charms before too, so I consider this an honorable compliment.”
lunged at Jimin, but he was quick to evade and hurriedly locked himself inside
the safety of his office.
now.” Hoseok grabbed his girlfriend’s arm and whispered. “We’re at
work remember? Don’t let him get you riled up like that. Don’t give him the
huffed and relaxed at his true statement.
watched the two interact curiously. Although they tried to keep it relatively
low key at work, everybody knew they were in a relationship. You found them to
be a very adorable pair, while Mr. Park and his girlfriend acted more like
nagging, close friends whenever you saw them together. But you guessed that
every relationship worked differently because regardless of how they treated
each other, they all seemed very happy and in love.
shook your head and turned your attention back to your paperwork, pushing your
thoughts to the side for now.
to say, you took a different route to work the next day, still feeling a bit
sour about the rude cop you had run into. You pushed the speaker button on your
car as you spotted Mr. Park’s name light up on your dashboard.
morning, Mr. Park.“ You greeted.
Y/N! Are you on your way to work right now?”
you passed the cafe yet by any chance?”
yet. Are you running late again today, Mr. Park?“
chuckled guiltily. "I might have
snoozed my alarms a few times.”
shall pick up your usuals.“ You stated knowingly.
I don’t think your girlfriend will be very pleased.“
it’s her fault for not sleeping over. I don’t even know why she doesn’t just
move in yet.” he grumbled.
Park, please leave your personal matters at home.“
laughed. "Get something for yourself too, Y/N. I’ll pay you back
do.“ You hummed as you signaled to turn into the cafe. "I’m turning
into the shop now.”
I’ll see you in a bit–ow!“
heard clattering on the other side of the line and your lips curled up,
slightly amused. You could tell he was rushing around his apartment frantically
so he wouldn’t get scolded by Mr. Jung and Silver for being tardy again.
you soon, Mr. Park.”
hung up and expertly parked.
your purse, you headed inside the cafe where Mr. Park’s girlfriend worked.
There was decent line there today and you checked your watch to see if you had
time to wait. But then again, it was Mr. Park’s fault if you were. You
technically started work by doing what he had asked you to do.
your brow, you peeked over a few customers’ shoulders to see what the hold-up
was. The line never usually moved this slowly, but you couldn’t see who was in
the front and taking their time. With a sigh, you settled on not getting
irritated about it because there was nothing you could do. You whipped your
phone out and began scrolling through your e-mails and messages until it was
Mr. Park’s girlfriend beamed, welcoming you.
morning.” You bowed. “I’ll take the usual, if you could please.”
someone has a usual?“ A familiar voice bellowed beside you and once you
turned to see who it belonged to, your expression darkened.
The cop that had given you a ticket was leaning against the counter, just as
surprised as you when you locked eyes. “It’s you!”
didn’t bother greeting him and handed Mr. Park’s girlfriend your card to pay.
“Can I please get a hot chocolate with that?”
thing.“ she smiled as she punched it into the register. "Do you know
took a deep exasperated breath and gave him a slight bow of respect, then
turned your attention back to signing your receipt.
be out in a bit.“ Mr. Park’s girlfriend glanced at the two of you, clearly
amused. "It’s a bit slow because he had to buy all of his unit’s coffee
see.“ You replied. This was the second time Officer Jeon had been the root
of your tardiness. You walked to the other side of the counter, away from where
he was, to wait.
he had other plans.
tell me you’re still upset about the ticket.” he chuckled as he settled
don’t like conversing with strangers.“ You stated, hoping he would stop
acting like you two were friends.
he giggled. “That’s my name. Y/N, right?”
creepy how you remember that.“
have good memory.” Jungkook shrugged.
do you always talk to people you’ve arrested or given fines to?“ You
he hummed. “…you’d be the first actually.”
why would that be?“
we have a mutual friend.” he pointed at Mr. Park’s girlfriend.
having a mutual friend mean we have to automatically become friends?“ You
turned to him, curiously.
no.” he scratched the back of his head. “But I mean, it kind of makes
you more comfortable to talk to?”
You nodded, intrigued, but said nothing further.
you getting coffee for your co-workers too?”
Do you usually get coffee at this time on this day?“
shook his head. "It varies. We usually play rock-paper-scissors to
determine who buys. I don’t ever lose. But I’m pretty sure they all cheated to
take me down.”
raised an eyebrow at him.
really think highly of yourself, huh?”
flustered, “No! I just…I don’t like losing.”
chuckled. “Makes sense.”
that supposed to mean?“ he asked defensively.
You shrugged lightly.
another ticket for instigating an officer?“ he threatened.
take you to court for abuse of power.” You stared at him seriously, and he
was just joking…“ he mumbled.
smiled slightly. "I have a question.”
me how you would appeal to me if our roles were reversed yesterday.”
not a question.“
have a right to refuse.“
I thought we were friends.” You smirked. “Friends are supposed to
help each other, right?”
grumbled, blushing slightly. “There’s too many people here…”
You clicked your tongue right away and shook your head, disapprovingly.
am not!” he retorted.
appeal isn’t working for me.“ You looked him up and down blankly.
you kidding me?” he scoffed.
quite serious.“ You shrugged.
opened his mouth, probably to spout out another argument, but he was
Jeon, your order’s up!”
glanced at you and you smirked triumphantly. You had won this time. With a
groan, he grabbed his orders from the counter. You didn’t miss the way the
other customers were clearly eye-ing him like glazed meat, but your observation
was cut short when he towered in front of you.
show you next time we meet, Y/N. I’m very
snorted. "Well, I’ll be the judge of that.”
pouted and exited the cafe, visibly ticked off.
your order’s ready!“
to yourself proudly, you left the cafe in high spirits. You paused before
heading to your car, to check that everything you ordered was in fact there.
three, four. Perfect.”
someone passing by bumped into your shoulder without so much as an apology. You
glanced up in time to see their profile briefly but they soon became part of
the larger crowd heading to the bus stop nearby. You had a bit of a déjà vu in
that moment… or was it that you knew that person? You blinked, trying to make
out the figure in the crowd curiously. But your phone beeped a few times,
bringing you back to reality. Hurriedly, you rushed to your car to make it to
work on time.
was your usual, you celebrated the weekend with a stroll outside, if the
weather permitted it. So today, you found yourself walking down Masquerade
Boulevard, a popular place that your friends and co-workers usually frequented.
But seeing it with your own eyes, it didn’t look any different than other
stopped in front of the section that had “Burlesque Lounge” atop and
you peered through the window to see if there was anyone inside. But it was
open until much later, huh?“ You hummed as you read the times that hung at
your eyes wandered over a few doors down, it’s "Open” sign lighting
up obnoxiously, catching your attention. Stepping back a bit, you read the
name: Club Masquerade.
name sounded familiar. You heard it being tossed around a few times at work,
but you had never tuned into the conversation. What was this place?
curiosity led you to push open the door where a bell echoed loudly, signaling your entrance.
And immediately, you were greeted.
"Hello welcome to Club
Masquerade, where we make your fantasies come true! How can I help you
Your eyes widened as you came
face-to-face with Mr. Park’s girlfriend. She looked just as surprised for a
split second then she pressed her index finger over her lips, telling you to
"Welcome.“ she grinned as
she approached you. "Here.”
You blinked as she handed you a
rather flimsy black mask.
"We give all first timers a
complimentary mask. But most people design their own as a sort of symbol of
individuality. It’s required that everyone here wear one to protect their identity
and to create a safe space to be one’s self.“
"Huh.” You were a bit
stunned that you had stumbled into such an interesting place, and
coincidentally, one where Mr. Park’s girlfriend worked. Obediently, you pulled
the mask over your face.
"Take a look around.“ she
urged and you stepped forward, taking in the fantastic design of the venue.
The outside didn’t do any justice to
what was inside. It was almost a replica of a Renaissance hall. A beautiful
chandelier, donned with sparkling diamonds, hung at the center. Your eyes
wandered to the dark red velvety curtains further back where people were
appearing and disappearing. The people, you noticed, were wearing uniquely
designed masks. They varied in design, color, size, and shape. Some were simply
designed with a few jewels while others had obnoxious feathers protruding from
"Here’s a pamphlet.” Mr.
Park’s girlfriend handed you a brochure.
"Make our fantasies come
true?“ You read the catchphrase questioningly.
"Mhm.” she giggled then
pointed towards a group of men that were crowding around a table. “Those
are our hosts. They specialize in different forms of fantasies. Of course
everything is anonymous so you don’t have to worry about being recognized, and
everyone knows the safe word.”
You hummed, watching the group of
guys surrounding one male in particular. As if seeing who you were staring at,
"The one with the gold mask on
is our best Aggressor host.“
"Aggressor?” You tilted
your head curiously.
"Someone who’s a bit more
aggressive and experimental, for the more adventurous customers.“ she
winked. "He’s one of the best we have. High in demand.”
"I’ll show you all. I’ll get
her to finish before my time’s up, like Red Mask used to!“ Gold mask stood
up and slammed his hand onto the table.
"Pfft. No one’s been able to do
that. You think you can, kid?” Another one pulled him into a headlock
"I can! I was close last time.
And he taught me himself. Who better than me to follow in his footsteps?“
The man huffed and pried himself out of the headlock easily.
"Oh boy.” the Receptionist
"I’ll take him.“ You
pointed. "The arrogant one.”
"Really?“ she blinked.
Your interest was piqued. Was he
just bluffing or was he truly knowledgeable? And what exactly were these
"fantasies” they were advertising?
"You said he was one of the
best right? And he seems to think he’s the best, so I’m curious.“
The Receptionist smiled, amused.
"Nochu! Come here.”
All the guys turned their heads at
the sound of her commanding voice. Hurriedly, the man in the gold mask strutted
over to where you two were.
"This customer requested for
the arrogant one.” she chimed.
The man’s eyes locked towards yours
immediately. “The arrogant one? You don’t even know me.”
"Well, what you were claiming
over there was a bit arrogant, don’t you think?“ You retorted.
"Or was she lying about you
being one of the best?” You taunted.
He huffed and gripped at your wrist,
roughly pulling you towards him, his face inches from yours. You stared at him,
not backing down, because you wanted to test his nerve.
"I can guarantee you; you’ll
get the best service from me.“ he growled.
You smirked and nodded. "Then I
think we have a deal here.”
Nochu seemed to be searching your eyes
for something before he stepped away from you. “Put her down for my first
"Will do, Nochu.“ The
Receptionist’s lips curled up and she showed you her planner, pointing at the
time slot. "Sessions can run from 30 minutes to an hour, according to your
preference. Which would you like to start with?”
You glanced at Nochu, eye-ing him up
and down. He puffed out his chest and tilted his head up confidently.
"How long do you think you’ll
need to please me?“
He looked appalled at your question
while the Receptionist snickered. He approached you again, grabbing your waist
and pulling you flush against him. Leaning over, he whispered into your ear.
"I can please you in 5
minutes… but it seems I have a lot to teach you, so how about you try me for
an hour and see if you can handle it?”
He let go of you, still maintaining
his threatening aura, which had you a bit taken aback if you were going to be
perfectly honest. In just a few seconds, the man you thought you could tease,
the man that was spouting out nonsense at the table, had changed into someone
who sounded so authoritative. Seeing your astonishment, he smirked and turned
to the Receptionist.
"She wants me for an hour.
We’re going to have lots of
fun.“ he chuckled.
The Receptionist nodded. "Very
well. An hour it is then.”
Nochu winked at you and tapped your
cheek, “Prepare yourself.”
Then before you could think of a
witty comeback, he disappeared behind the veil, leaving you wondering about
what exactly you had signed up for.
"What’re you giggling
about?“ Jimin raised an eyebrow as his girlfriend waltzed into her own
"Something unexpected happened
at the Club today.” the Receptionist kissed him on the cheek as he was
"What was it?“
"Mmm…let’s just say your
prodigy has a new interesting customer.” she grinned as she began
stripping in the middle of the living room.
"Geez, please don’t turn me on
while I’m cooking.“ Jimin shut his eyes and turned away. "I’ll end up
eating something else.”
She giggled and tauntingly hugged
him from behind, wearing just her lingerie. “Does seeing me naked still
turn you on, my Red Mask?”
Jimin huffed. “Of course it
does. It’d be a problem if it didn’t.”
She laughed as she unlatched herself
and moseyed to her room. “Very true.”
"Was the new customer
"She’s beautiful, but a bit
hard-headed.” She called out. “But that’s why it’s going to be fun
for Jungkook. He’s only gotten obedient customers so this makes things a bit
"Ah, I’m so proud of him. My
prodigy.“ Jimin smiled fondly. "He’ll overcome this challenge, for
"You know he’s trying to break
your record.“ The Receptionist came back and sat at the table.
"Which record?” Jimin
snorted. “I’ve had many in my time at Club Masquerade.”
She rolled her eyes. “You two
are peas in a pod. You and Jungkook.”
"Even if he beats me, I’ll
always be able to claim that I did those things first.“
"Is that why you refused to
hand over your red mask?” She snorted.
"It’s mine!“ Jimin argued.
"He could’ve gotten his own red one. That mask is like a part of me.”
Receptionist rolled her eyes,
“I gave him my gold one and he redesigned it.”
"But that was our memory!“ Jimin whined.
"Why are you always a
brat?” she retorted. “It’s just a mask, and unless you want me going
back to those fancy balls, I don’t need it anymore.”
Jimin paused and walked over to kiss
her. “You’re right. You should’ve thrown that mask out ages ago. You don’t
ever and should never wear it ever again.”
She smirked, “I thought
"How did you get him to take
your gold one? He was super adamant about being the next 'Red Mask’.“
She chuckled, "I told him that
that gold mask seduced two hott guys in one fell swoop; one of them being you.
That it was far more powerful than your red mask because I seduced you with it.
I was passing him the power to surpass you, and he was immediately taken.”
"What bullshit.“ he
"It wasn’t completely bullshit.” She hummed. “You did fall for me
when I was wearing that.”
"I’ll give you that.“
Jimin turned off the stove. "But it was your skill that got me, not that mask.”
"But now he has his own
title.“ She got up to set up the table for them.
"What is it?”
"The Golden Host.“ She
"Damn.” Jimin hissed.
“That’s hella cool. Why didn’t I think of that?”
"Cause you were so intent on
having red because it’s seductive.“
"Well it was!” he argued.
"Just let Jungkook be,
babe.“ She laughed. "You created your legacy, so now let him create
Jimin sighed. “I know, I know.
Ugh, this is probably how a parent feels when their kids achieve something they
"He hasn’t surpassed you yet.
Stop being bitter.“
"Oh, but he will.” Jimin
sat down, placing a plate in front of both of them. “I had to learn
everything on my own. I gave him everything on a silver platter. All my rules,
all my tricks, everything. I saved him years of experimenting.”
She grabbed his hand warmly.
“But nothing beats the original. He may know what you know, but applying
it is different.”
Jimin smiled thankfully and squeezed
her hand in return. “You’re right.”
The two of them began scarfing down
their dinner hungrily.
"Who was the new
customer?” Jimin asked after a few bites.
"Rule #2, sweetie.“ She
Jimin sighed. "Stop using that
rule on me.”
"Rule #2: Even if you know the
customer’s identity, you can’t ever reveal them. Maintain secrecy.“ She
"But I’m your boyfriend!”
"I protect my customers.“
she grinned cheekily while Jimin huffed. "I’m the Receptionist after all.
The keeper of all secrets.”
In the meanwhile, you had gone out
and bought yourself your own sturdier black mask. Usually you would just read a
book or watch TV once you got home, but today, you were humming a song to
yourself as you designed your mask. You didn’t want it to be over the top, but
you also didn’t want it to be plain. After a few hours of contemplation and
sketching, you finally decided to throw in a small amount of jewels around the
eyes. But the main feature of your mask would be the wing design you were going
to attach. You had always had a certain fascination with wings, angel wings to
be specific. It was mysterious, unique, symbolic, and elegant, very much like
how you wanted to portray yourself. And no one you had seen today at Club
Masquerade had such a mask, meaning you would be recognizable and individual.
You wanted the wings to become your trademark.
You grinned to yourself as you
placed the finished product by your bedside, letting it dry. A new learning experience
awaited you tomorrow, and you were absolutely thrilled. What exactly did this
Club Masquerade and this Nochu have in store for you? You couldn’t wait to find
"Oh shit. Come on.“
Jungkook groaned as he and his partner pulled up at the scene of the accident.
"Man, our last leg of the shift
and we get called in to handle the big accident.” His partner exhaled.
“Well, let’s go. The sooner we tackle this, the faster we get to go home
for the day.”
Jungkook exhaled as he glanced at
his watch. “Right. Let’s get this cleaned up and settled quickly. I have
somewhere to be.”
In the meanwhile, you had come a few
minutes early, not sure whether there was such an etiquette at this type of
club, but you figured it wouldn’t hurt to be prompt.
"Nochu’s not in yet, but let me
take you to his usual 'starter’ room.“ Mr. Park’s girlfriend smiled at you
apologetically. "He comes from a different job…most of the hosts do, so
sometimes —very, very rarely– but it does happen at times…they’re late.”
"It’s alright.“ You bowed,
knowing it wasn’t her fault, and things sometimes did happen beyond anyone’s
"Sorry about this. You’ll
definitely get your full hour of service.” she explained before she closed
the door, leaving you in an empty room by yourself.
You stared at the pillow fort that
lay in the center of the room curiously.
"What do you mean you’re going
to be late?” The Receptionist hissed. “This isn’t one of your
regulars. She’s new!”
"I’m sorry!“ Jungkook groaned.
"I’m dying over here too, but there was a big accident that involved three
cars so it’s taking awhile. I really want to show her that I’m not bluffing
about my skills, but this shit happened and ugh.”
"Officer Jeon.“ His
partner called him.
"I have to go. Reschedule her
or something please.” He pleaded.
"She paid for this session,
Nochu…but I’ll see what I can do.“
"You rock, Noona.”
The Receptionist sighed and hung up.
She opened up her planner to scan the schedule for the day, “What can I even
Suddenly, the front door opened, causing the
bell to ring, and her head whipped up eagerly. Immediately, she beamed, relief
washing over her.
goodness you’re here! I need you to do me a BIG favor.“
patiently sat inside the pillow fort, which had a sort of canopy lining around
it that served as a barrier from the outside world. It made the sea of pillows
a bit more secluded, as if you were in your own world, in your bedroom, and not
in some public host club.
the doorknob turned and you perked up. Through the fabric, you saw the
silhouette of a man coming in. Tall and lean. Your heart raced as he
approached, knowing he was watching your outline just as much as you were observing
his. He reached out and pulled the canopy apart slightly, entering as you two
kept your eyes on each other. Your eyes traveled down his form knowingly.
not the man I had requested.” You commented.
man chuckled and bowed, “Well, I can assure you my service will still be
of high quality.”
hummed as you made room for him by pulling your legs back closer to you.
Seeming to understand your closed off body language, he took a seat in front of
you and waited for you to say something. You curiously stared at him for a few
seconds before saying.
me then. What exactly is the purpose
and the intrigue of such a business as this?“
man grinned, "Well why don’t I show you first and then you can tell me if
you’ve found an answer?”
it not something that can be answered with words?“ You questioned.
don’t think words can ever replace experiences.” he replied.
smiled. “No, I suppose not.”
do I have your permission to please you?“ he shifted.
nodded, feeling the air thicken immediately at his words.
have to ask.” he whispered as he reached out to touch your face.
“This isn’t your first time doing this sort of intimate thing,
shook your head. “It isn’t.”
he traced your cheek, traveling down to your neck, and you felt yourself shiver
immediately. "Mind telling me what you’re looking for here?”
glanced at his masked face. “Hopefully answers to many questions.”
caught his eyes twinkling expressively as he grinned. “Well then let’s
hope my body answers some of them for you today.”
you scooted back into the fort of pillows, getting comfortable.
he whispered as his fingers continued to roam the outline of your body.
being with a stranger is a bit…“ You tried to think of the word. ”…worrisome?“
so?” he questioned as his hands found your hips, and you felt your body
tingling at his mere touch there. Were your hips always so sensitive?
I mean you probably see naked women a lot…so it’s a bit embarrassing? I don’t
necessarily have the ideal body type.“
shook his head. "I think every person’s body is its own unique
one of his hands cupped your face. “Is that the only thing you’re worrying
much.“ You shrugged.
can assure you that I find your body very attractive.”
grinned, enjoying the compliment that had spilled from his mouth.
chuckled. “Are you carefree or just open-minded?”
I attest to being both?“ You smiled.
lips curled up. "I’ll go slowly.”
nodded as he leaned forward and pressed his lips onto the expanse of your neck.
Gently at first, as if worried that you would shove him away and escape, then
open-mouthed the next few times. His mouth traveled across your throat, up
behind your ear, and your body responded to him by simply melting.
he urged you to lay down; your back hitting the softness of the pillows. You
felt like you were enveloped by a cloud; all while feeling hints of paradise as
he flicked his tongue out against your neck.You inhaled quickly as your heart
lurched forward at the new sensation. He adjusted himself so that his body
pressed against yours as he continued to suck on your skin. Your first time had been hurried and
clumsy, not at all like what was depicted in movies–the soft music playing in
the background and the slow motion, picturesque love making. But whatever was
happening now, with this masked man, you felt like it was close to what you
envisioned this act to be– unhurried and breathtaking.
hands made sure to touch every part of your body, as if he was cherishing it,
as if to let you know that every inch of you was loved. But that was crazy, how
could someone you had just met make you feel this way?
think. Just let your body act.“ he breathed onto your skin as he pulled
your shirt a little lower from your collar so he could kiss your chest.
"You’ll find your answers faster.”
I?“ you mumbled, a bit more strained than you anticipated your voice to
he hummed, his lips still attached to your chest; the reverberations shooting
through your entire being.
his hand slipped underneath your shirt. Warmth spread throughout your stomach
and his hand smoothed across it carefully. You felt your lower half heat up. He
was so close to where you were starting to need friction.
shifted so that his face was in front of yours. You stared at him as you bit
your lip to prevent yourself from panting or crying out, from acting on the way
your body was shamefully reacting.
I kiss you?“ he questioned.
nodded, licking your lips a bit since your whole mouth had gone dry ever since
he had initially approached you.
smiled warmly and captured your lips with his. They were soft and plush, and
all you could focus on at that moment was the movement of your mouths against
each other. Your mental strings slowly snapped one by one with each second that
passed by. He kissed you senselessly until your body moved on its own, grinding
up to meet his, surprising even yourself. He grinned as he bit down on your
it. Something like this feels better when you just feel.” he hummed as his hand traveled upwards, lifting your
shirt up as he cupped your bra.
kissed him more aggressively when he squeezed your breast in his large hand.
Seeing that you were less tense and more responsive after a few more massages,
he slid his hand underneath and you gasped instantaneously. He watched you, his
eyes lidded as he rolled your nipple between his fingers. You moaned as you
looked back at him pleadingly. You weren’t even sure what you were feeling. Did
you want more? Was it awkward? Was it painful? Was it good?
brushed his thumb across the sensitive bud again and you sighed, closing your
eyes. He was right. It was no use trying to analyze the emotion you were
feeling because your body was reacting before your mind registered anything.
You cleared your mind as you lunged forward, attacking his mouth with your
lips. The way he kissed you served as the best distraction, the best way to
calm down your thoughts. He seemed to understand because he welcomed your lips
hungrily. And soon enough, his hand traveled lower, to your jeans. He squeezed
your thighs and you spread your legs eagerly.
broke the kiss and stared at your face, wanting to see your reaction as his
finger traced up your thigh and hovered over your core. You gulped as you
observed his hand from afar, excitedly and anxiously all at once. Your chest
heavily rose and fell as you panted.
one finger caressed up the center of your jeans and you felt your underwear
dampen. Another stroke of his finger, then another as his pace quickened,
rubbing you through your jeans. You groaned and threw your head back. The fact that
he was watching you intently added to the thrill for some reason. He bit his
lip as you moaned when he pressed his finger harder against you.
hand left and before you could wonder what happened, it found their way to
unbutton your jeans. With a quick look at your expression, he pulled your pants
down. You swallowed harshly as you watched him settle between your legs, his
breath fanning across your clothed core.
thousand worries flitted across your mind in that moment, but they soon
dispersed when he edged forward and pressed his lips into your center. You
inhaled sharply and arched your back responsively. He kissed you again then
flicked his tongue out, making your already damp underwear wetter. You clutched
at the pillows that were within your reach, trying not to make any of the noises
that were threatening to come out of you.
as loud as you want, baby. These walls are soundproof. And I sure don’t
mind.“ he smiled before dipping his face into you again.
groaned and began heaving as he circled the tip of his tongue around. The
fabric between you and your dripping core was completely soaked, but it made
the sensation feel insanely more pleasurable.
my goodness.” You exhaled as his hands glided up your thighs.
didn’t think you could be wrecked by a few simple moves. It was almost shameful
that a stranger had unraveled you so easily. Was he just that knowledgeable?
Was there a universal tactic that made all women go crazy? Or had you been in
need of intimacy more than you thought?
you never did get to find out more in that point in time, because the buzzer
you had come in with, started flashing and vibrating. The masked man unlatched
himself from you and kindly handed you your jeans.
our time was so short.“ he apologized.
smiled and shook your head, your brain was a little fuzzy with all the
sensations you had just experienced.
not your fault. Thank you for filling in.” You sat up.
grinned as he offered you his hand to help you stand. “Did I serve to
answer some of your questions at least?”
chuckled, remembering the arrogant air in which you had greeted him. “I
can certainly see the intrigue of this business much clearer now.”
bowed playfully. “Well, I shall escort you out when you’re ready.”
Sorry.“ You blushed and hurried to get into your pants, struggling because
they were a bit tight. He steadied you by your shoulders so you could shimmy
inside them with a shy smile. "Skinny jeans. Heh.”
I try to avoid them. It’s hard to get around my thighs.“ he bantered.
we?” he gestured to the door and you nodded, letting him walk you out.
did it go?“ the Receptionist greeted you brightly. "Sorry about the
switch in host.”
shook your head. “Don’t be sorry.”
the Receptionist could ask you anything else, the host interjected.
I have to take my leave.“ The man bowed. "I’ll let you two speak
You called as he reached for the doorknob to exit.
turned to you questioningly.
should I call you if I want to see you again?”
stared at you, a bit surprised that you verbalized the desire of having a
second session with him so openly, considering he had just been a substitute to
your original choice. But his face softened when he saw your sincerity, and he
turned to face you fully.
he grinned, his eyes turning into small, crescents of appreciation. "Call
Summary: You were Jungkook’s sunbae and trusted mentor, you never intended to seduce him but when you turn him on after a performance, when he already has pent up sexual energy coursing through his system, it leads to something explosive.
Warnings: None. It’s pretty vanilla just super explicit.
You were standing in
the corridor when Bangtan came offstage, waiting with a cheerful smile for your
favorite dongsaeng. Though there were a lot of newer artists who looked up to
you, and you tried to look after them, Jeon JungKook was the only one that you
made an effort to never forget.
You had taken him
under your wing, so to speak, ever since he said on TV that he wanted you to be
his mentor in singing. It was the sweetest thing you’d ever seen. You were
really flattered, especially since he made a cute little video message to you
saying that he really respected you as an artist and was your biggest fan.
Over time you came
to really admire JungKook too. Something about him struck you as special from
the moment you first met. You thought he was a really talented artist and you
were sure to always encourage him or brag on him to others whenever you had the
opportunity. You always wanted to help JungKook in any way possible.
That night your
group and his were performing on the same awards show so you had made a mental
note to say hi to him. Your schedule was really tight, so it had to be now.
Even though you hated to bug him when he first came offstage it was better that
than to lose your chance altogether. And so you were there when Bangtan came
down the hall, laughing and talking, sweaty and buzzed from their successful
called out when he got close enough to hear you.
When he saw you his
already happy expression seemed to brighten even more. While his group members
carried on to their dressing room he came over to greet you, smiling his
brilliant smile at you.
“Hi noona,” he said,
his honeyed tone caressing your ears as usual. You had noticed that JungKook
seemed to be born with a particularly pleasing voice but it still surprised you
how you never got sick of hearing it. “Did you watch us just now?”
You nodded. “The
performance was great. You worked really hard,” you said, beaming and
practically bursting with pride.
“Really? Thank you,”
he said, starting to blush and fidget and play with his hair. “I’m so glad you
You could have sworn
that he glanced down your dress at your cleavage, but you knew you must have
“I always enjoy
watching you perform,” you said. Then you immediately wondered if it sounded
Summary: Bucky and the Reader are set up on a date, but things don’t go as well
Bucky X Reader
angst, self-loathing feelings, use of guns, slow burn.
Ok, I think we can establish by now that this is going to be a slow burn. Next
chapter will probably be from Bucky’s POV, let’s see what’s going on in that
beautiful little mind. English is not my
first language, so you’ll find grammar mistakes and nonsenses. Oh, and I’m
sorry to any professional snipers reading this story, Google helps but, you
pressed the button to call the elevator with a ridiculous grin on your face. If
someone would have ever told you in the past that Sam Wilson would ask you out
someday, you probably would have choked on your laugh. But that was exactly
what had just happened. Maybe you weren’t that bad and unlikeable after all.
That encounter with Sam had worked like a huge brick on your self-esteem
Summary: Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.
Word Count: 645
A/N: This first chapter is a bit shorter than the rest will be. It’s mostly just setting the stage for the rest of the story. As always, feedback is appreciated!
“Please, Barnes, we need this. You know how successful we were the last time we worked together,” your father pleaded.
Mr. Barnes sighed, running a hand through his silver hair, shaking his head as he sat behind his desk, pouring two glasses of whiskey and passing one to your father. His office was at the top of the most prominent building in New York. The views spanned across the entire city, which was particularly beautiful at this time of day. The sun was just setting, the lights from each building helping to illuminate the skyline. “This is quite different from last time, Charlie. You’re asking for a lot, you know. Your business is going under. We both know that. You’re telling me you’ll go bankrupt in a year, but you want me to take over the business?”
Hello! I loved your medical!svt AU it was so cute and I was wondering if I could request a trauma surgeon! Jihoon AU 💘💘💘
thank u so much !!!! sure, here u are sweet♡♡
okay so admittedly lead trauma surgeon!jihoon can be quite intimidating from the viewpoint of most staff and especially the interns, mainly bc everyone has so much respect for his role
it’s not easy seeing the kind of scenes he has to, day in day out, whilst keeping level-headed and in control
as a new intern urself, u always admire him from a distance,,,,,, in a professional, junior @ senior sort of way (of course. for sure. definitely)
like whenever u see him sitting alone in the canteen u feel ur chest ache bc he’s such an inspiration to u yet he seems so lonely ??
one day with no warning ur seniors put u in the trauma bay to see how u cope and ur like what no this can’t be happening
whilst ur there tending to patients and trying to make as many friends w them as possible, they get a trauma call
of course jihoon begins trying to coordinate everyone but then he realises that they’re one person down for theatre
u don’t even think before blurting “i’ll assist” and everyone turns round and stares at u because ??? and intern ???? in trauma theatre ??? on their first day in the trauma ward ???
everyone else seems to look uneasy but jihoon calmly asks “are u sure?”
and u look him dead in the eye and confidently say “absolutely” mainly bc working along side ur inspiration is ur greatest dream
and altho u don’t participate in the surgery, u aptly scamper about with tools and equipment, already 3 mental steps ahead of everyone else
so when jihoon says “i need a-” you’ve already placed it in his hand
he’d even end up saying “i don’t need tha- oh ur right”
once surgery is over, u begin heading back to tend to ur usual tedious errands when jihoon tugs u aside
he asks “are u sure ur just an intern?”
when u stare at him blankly he explains “even my own surgeons don’t think as cleverly as u do in theatre”
to ur shock, u realise he’s actually complimenting you
lee jihoon, ur role model, ur influence, ur inspiration, is complimenting you
so, numbly, u thank him, then get back to ur duties in this cloud 9 daze
for the rest of the day u spot jihoon sneaking slightly suspicious glances at u before quickly busying himself
the next time the ward receives a trauma call u are dejectedly admiring jihoon’s amazing leadership and confidence when u realise o shit me he’s coming this way
he takes u by the cuff of ur sleeve and shoves u in the direction of the scrub room saying “u. surgery. now”
and before u know it he’s volunteering u for all the surgeries he does, much to the annoyance of ur seniors and fellow surgeons
so, instead of sitting with ur usual intern friends u go and sit urself with him as the entire staff canteen goes silent in shock that a new junior intern is sitting with one of the best surgeons this country has ever seen
u decide it to be a regular thing and will spark conversation by asking questions about different procedures and other .. doctor-y stuff
u make a habit of following him round and asking questions
and although it may seem like it slightly annoys him, he adores you ur company and being ur unofficial mentor and the fact that someone isn’t mildly afraid of him for once
after he begins calling u into his office to test u on ur knowledge of various conditions and procedures and protocol, rumours spread that you’ve become the hospital’s power couple
“yknow what happens behind closed doors between interns and surgeons these days”
as u respect and admire him so much as a senior, this seems ludicrous to u at first
but then u realise maybe ur adoration is more than just respect for him
and that .. just maybe .. ur special treatment from him may be more than just that
eventually he manages to get u wholly participating (rather than just assisting) in an actual surgery for the first time, and when he breaks the news to u, u literally almost cry with joy
u see him break into a grin for one of the first times at ur reaction but he quickly clears his throat and puts his hands on his cheeks to get rid of the sudden redness
and after coming out of said surgery, u find him in his office, run up to him and just throw ur arms around him in happiness
he stands completely rigid and speechless even as u withdraw and start flooding him w ur appreciation and awe at how amazing being in surgery is and u don’t even realise that he’s put his hands on his cheeks again and suddenly can’t seem to look u in the eye without clearing his throat bc did my favourite intern just hug me
a month or so later, to ur dismay, ur original seniors try to take u back into their ward after realising you’ve become the trauma ward’s second most prized possession
at which point jihoon, who happens to be accompanying u in the meeting, interrupts everyone by saying “no”
and they’re like ????? “y/n isn’t even ur intern. u have loads of them anyways”
and he bluntly replies “well y/n is mine now” before proceeding to storm out
magically ur allowed to stay on the trauma ward, and jihoon never explains why he said what he did or why he fought to keep u
he fondly watches u from a distance as u chat w patients and befriend all the children so much so that they refer to u as their “older sister/brother”
which jihoon admittedly finds more adorable than he’d like to admit
.. in fact he just finds u more adorable than he’d like to admit
one day after staying up for 2 whole nights cramming ur brain with knowledge to impress him and everyone in theatre, ur finishing sitting having coffee discussing “work matters” and as jihoon gets up to leave he asks “are u ok ?? u look kinda peaky-”
u proudly say “never better!!!!!!”
before standing up and proceeding to black out
u wake up in the on call room a few hours later and can feel someone stroking ur hair
u hear jihoon’s voice mumbling “i wish u took care of urself more. u make me worry so much”
and when u open ur eyes he deadass cat leaps away from u and starts angrily saying “-a-AnD BeinG thAT ExHausTed iS unprOffesSional aNd yOu couLD’ve endAngeREd a pATIenT anD” etc etc with bright red cheeks
from then on he nags on at u about how important ur health is and always reminds u to eat and to rest and hydrate urself and will refuse to leave u alone until u do
the trauma ward staff decides to go on a night out for drinks and it’s only after u threaten to get drunk w jihoon’s coworker mingyu that he suddenly agrees to go
u thought he’d be able to handle his drink well but .. obviously not, after almost knocking himself out on the table after like 3 shots
so u take him outside to get some fresh air in fear of him vomiting over someone and living w it for the rest of his career, and sit on the steps together watching the night-life
before u know it he’s resting his head against ur arm and gives this tipsy hiccup
then he (drunkenly attempts to) say “from the start u amazed me. i’ve never seen a doctor w so much courage and enthusiasm. i knew from that exact moment that u were special”
then he takes ur hand and fiddles w ur fingers and continues with “i think ur my favourite intern and my favourite person bc u make me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside and i really like that”
u grin, which instantaneously causes him to flush even pinker than the alcohol-induced tint to his cheeks
then he says “when i’m with u i don’t feel lonely, but in love. i see u as my inspiration”
and even though u know he’s drunk and my possibly deny everything he said in a few hours, u couldn’t be happier, so give him this tender kiss on his forehead and say “me too”
Series Summary: Bucky and the Reader are
set up on a date, but things don’t go as well as expected.
Pairing: Bucky X Reader
Words Count: 1926
Warnings: angst, self-loathing feelings, bad
flirting, jealousy, Bucky still is kind of a jerk, drinking.
A/N: Thank you @imhereforbvcky for having
my back. As always, english is not my first language, so you’ll find grammar
mistakes and nonsenses. Sorry! There’ll be more interaction between Bucky and
the Reader on the next one, I promise.
The cascade of hot water falling on your
sore muscles was everything you needed at that moment. While you were trying to
relax your drained body, your mind was in a loop repeating the memories of the
last few moments.
It felt like Bucky was about to kiss you
when he had you pinned on the floor. You could swear you saw the anger leaving
his expression, like he was looking, really looking at you for the first
time… You shook your head under the
shower to expel these thoughts of your mind. He was not interested in you, he
had made that much very clear on the first time you’ve met each other. Besides,
when Steve and Sharon came close, he quickly dismissed you, not even looking at
you anymore. Nothing had changed.
A reaction/scenario of being put in charge/mentoring a 13 or 14 y/o trainee for the members Hoshi, Jun, Woozi, and Minghao. Basically just how they'd treat her and how they'd act, just stuff like that. I saw someone request something similar on another blog and thought I'd request it here! :)
I think this is somewhere between a reaction and a scenario - hope you like it 😘 ♥ I wasn’t sure what kind of things you wanted included exactly so here you go!!
would honestly feel like such a big brother, and even you’d be able to feel it!
upon hearing the news that he’d be put in charge to mentor you, the main thought in his mind would be “Am I cut out to do this?” but at the latest when he’s met you, he gains some confidence
you’d get along really well, at least after the initial ice has been broken
he’d take pride in mentoring you, and would make sure he gives you the best mentoring possible!
of course, he’d also be a bit strict in the sense that he wants you to get as good as you want to become and you have potential for
which is also why, at the beginning, he’d probably ask you about your goals and who you look up to, so that he’d have an idea of what he’s dealing with in that sense
answer “I look up to you” and he’s sold
he’d treat you like a friend, but he’d honestly always keep in mind that you’re quite young, so he’d in a way be more careful with his words than he’d be with someone older
not to mention that he’s even more caring towards you than others
and all in all he’d take really good care of you and always make sure you’re eating and sleeping enough (well, as “enough” as you can as a trainee)
so he regularly sends you messages like “Have you remembered to eat?” etc, and if you say you’ve been too busy practicing or something he’ll send you an angry sticker lmao
“Eat or I won’t mentor you tomorrow.”
it’d be followed with a laughing emoji tho, you know he’s rarely serious about that (but he is serious about eating)
Jun would also be quite honest in his feedback, at least after the very beginning where he’d probably still be a bit too reserved to be 100% honest about it
but it wouldn’t take him long to give you an honest evaluation and point out exactly where you still need to improve and focus on that
always makes sure you know when you’ve improved and that you also know just how proud he is of you
with some experience on getting feedback on it, he’d also teach you to focus on your expressions when you get good enough with a song
would be so excited to hear that he’d get to mentor you!
like literally as soon as he’s told about it, he’d be smiling really brightly and ask when he’ll start
upon meeting you, he’d want to get to know you, but he’d also want to see your level
so prepare to show your singing and dancing pretty much righ there and then
he’d watch carefully and take mental note of your strengths and weaknesses, after which he’d also ask you what you thought your strengths and weaknesses were
admits that he’s probably more help in dancing than in singing, and just laughs when you assure him that he’ll be able to help you with singing without a problem, too
Soonyoung would make practice as fun as he can while still making sure you get everything out of his lessons, and he’d feel so proud when he sees the progress you’re making
would ruffle your hair quite a lot, especially when you’ve been practicing for several hours straight and you’re sitting on the floor, panting while drinking your water
“You’re doing amazing, kiddo.”
would definitely help you find your own style if you didn’t have it already, and there’s no doubt that your confidence would grow a lot under his mentoring
much like Jun, he’d also be quite honest with his feedback - he wants you to know your flaws so that you can work on them and only get better
he’d get quite attached to you in the sense that he feels responsible for you, and does his best not to overwork you
shows his affection similarly like he does with Chan, and dotes on you a lot
ok I feel like they’d all make sure you’re good and healthy and taking care of yourself
like “Show me a proof that you’re eating well and I’ll teach you a cool move” and all that
would definitely be intrigued when he’s told that he’d be mentoring you
it’d be his first time mentoring anyone and he’d feel a bit confused about what he’s supposed to do, but when you start working together all pieces just fall to place
the age gap would be felt, though, but like most of them, he’d also more or less get that big brother feel to him
the beginning might be a bit awkward, with him not exactly all that open with new people and you finding him rather intimidating, but little by little you get closer and more comfortable with each other
with Woozi tho, you get the perfect 2 in 1 deal - singing and dancing are both included under his mentoring, among everything else
out of all 4 he’d be the most straightforward with his feedback, but he wouldn’t word it as sharply as he probably would with like, another Seventeen member
but that’s not to say he won’t be almost brutally honest
Jihoon would treat you kindly and always makes sure he’s not asking for too much from you, while still being the most demanding of the 4
for at least every other lesson, he’d ask you if there was something specific you wanted to learn, like a move, technique, song or that kind of things, and then you’d work on those
teaches you how to sing without straining your voice too much and is happy and proud when he hears the change (and when you excitedly tell him that your throat doesn’t get sore anymore)
treats you out to meals quite often
also wants to get feedback from you, too, so that he knows how to help you better
would also tell you some stories from his own trainee days, especially when he feels like you might need some kind of reassurance
“You’re still really young, Y/N, and I really hope you know just how bright of a future you have ahead of you. Just keep working hard and doing your best, okay?
and other inspirational words that always remind you of why you’re training in the first place
might not vocally tell you just how much he cares for you but it’s obvious in how he always makes sure you’re doing and feeling alright, even if he does that sorta discreetly
such a great mentor honestly :(
he’s the closest to your age and would probably be the one to befriend you the most in the actual sense of friend
but there’d still be the whole aura of “they’re younger than me I must be a good role model” around lmao
would, similarly to Jun, consider if he’s actually able to mentor you, but he likes new challenges so he accepts it
in a way the opposite of Jihoon’s, Minghao would be rather soft with his feedback
like naturally he’ll tell you what you still need to work on but he always explains it super gently
he’s also very patient with his training, and will gladly show moves to you as many times as you need to get it
dotes on you like the others, and often hugs you as well
much like Soonyoung, he’d also do his best to make practice fun
each lesson he’ll probably learn about as much as you do, since he’s not the most experienced when it comes to teaching others
so while you get good at dancing and everything else important, he gets better and better at helping you out
doesn’t really scold you when you make mistakes and instead just laughs it off like “Oh no no Y/N this is how it goes.”
having felt a lot of homesickness during his days as a trainee and even after debut, naturally, he’d make sure you know that you could always talk to him if you ever felt upset or homesick
meaning you’d probably have long talks after practice at times, with the two of you sitting on the floor and you probably hugging your knees and Minghao hugging you comfortingly and telling you it’d all be okay
you’d get really close to him and he’d always make sure you feel comfortable around him (probably even gets you some treats every now and then)
but yeah he’d treat you really well honestly like he’d be your good friend but also your mentor and you’d enjoy every lesson with him
if you’re lucky you learn some Chinese on the side
he’d quite likely also teach you some b-boying if you had interest or former experience in it
“Perhaps we can show our skills off together someday.”