crying so much at this bit right now

kibumie-lover  asked:

Hi! Can I request a Headcannon of how the RFA (+ V and Unknown) will react to the fact that MC was on vacaction there (Korea, I think is everything happens) when all happen and now they have to return to their country because they're a student and the semester is about to start? You're awosme!

(there have been some pretty similar scenarios, but this one is certain MC will go back, so it’s a bit different from the rest!)

Yoosung

  • he’s so distressed
  • on one hand, he’s absolutely terrified of long distance relationships
  • mostly because he’s super affectionate and sometimes even clingy
  • and he’s scared MC will get bored of him 
  • but on the other hand he understands the importance of going back
  • the thought of him holding back MC is
  • horrible
  • he knows how hard it is to get into Uni, and how hard it is to keep up with it
  • he is mortified but he encourages MC to go
  • he doesn’t end up being as bad in long distance relationships?
  • he constantly misses MC, misses them a lot- he wants to hug! he wants to see them in real life!
  • but he knows that it’s for the best that they’re in America
  • he saves up so he can go to America on his break

Jaehee

  • it’s a bit like a blow to the stomach:
  • at first it hurts terribly
    • she’s shocked, and almost hurt- she feels like she might crumble down
    • she built so much with MC, a friendship that evolved to a relationship that is the happiest thing that has happened to her
    • and now they have to leave 
    • it hurts, it makes her cry a bit, and it doesn’t feel good
  • then, she has to lay down and rest for a bit
    • so alright, MC has to go, she needs to accept that
    • no roundabouts, no exeptions
    • the more she thinks about it, it starts hurting a bit less
    • with how close she and MC are… this will surely… not be so bad, right?
  • and afte a while, she stands up again
    • MC is leaving. okay, she’ll have to find a way to spend as much time as possible with them
    • make the most of their time in Korea, and make sure they understand she’ll love them even overseas
  • she absolutely destroys the idea of MC dropping out for her
  • she’s not worth leaving Uni for- she wants MC to pursue their dreams and if they need university for that, she’d hate to think of them dropping out over a relationship
  • timezones aren’t a problem for her- she hardly sleeps anyways (thanks jumin) so she can simply call when it’s a reasonable hour for MC, even if it’s horribly late in Korea

Zen

  • if Yoosung is cuddly, this man is just a thousand times that
  • at first the idea of not being able to just… see MC in person is heartbreaking
  • he doesn’t let that make MC worry for their relationship, though
  • he hasn’t done long-distance dating before, leave alone overseas long-distance relationships
  • but hey, video calls exist, right? he can always call MC and see their face, and they can see his face too
  • it’ll be like being there in person, right?
  • at first it’s though on him, because this is certainly not the relationship he’d dreamed of
  • but 
  • it’s certainly not bad at all!
  • it’s just different
  • whenever the media says he’s single he wants to physically fight the human representation of media sources
  • no!!! his lover is abroad asshats!!! you’re lucky MC can’t see this in american television and feel bad because if not you’d be catching THESE HANDS!!

Jumin

  • this is not as planned, this is not as planned, this is Not As Planned
  • a lot of wine that evening
  • seriously, a lot of wine
  • he has a lot of money- but not even he can make an entire University just
  • move to korea
  • and that’s the worst part
  • he can’t do anything about it
  • he, Jumin Han, who thought there’d be nothing too hard- that he could fix the troubles with his skills or his money, can’t do anything about this
  • for a moment, an unnerving thought may cross his mind- if MC stayed in his penthouse-
  • no, no, he’d never to that, he’d never, forget about that, it’s not correct, forget about it
  • Jumin isn’t the most used to video calling apart from video conferences- but thanks to MC, he learns how to call them and how to take their calls
  • he worries about the stress this will put on Elizabeth 3rd, because that cat loves MC as much as she loves Jumin- will it hurt Elizabeth as much as it will hurt him to not have MC around?
  • since he can’t buy MC things in person, he asks MC to make an amazon wishlist or something similar where he tends to buy a lot of stuff for MC when he feels down and wants to make them smile

707

  • that feel when you fall in love, deny it, push them away, end up accepting them and it ends up they have to leave the country for university
  • …haha
  • that’s… not very relatable, huh
  • he wants to say he’s ok
  • god he wants to act like this is no big deal
  • but can he? after he decided to finally openly love MC, to leave his past work behind…
  • can he?
  • MC’s love will be with him and he’ll love MC, even if oceans separate them- of that he’s sure
  • but will it seriously be ok?
  • how can he know MC is safe if they’re on another country?
  • can he even rest knowing MC might be in danger, even if just slightly?
  • he almost shuts himself off from the world with these thoughts in mind
  • he has to stop himself from doing that
  • it really takes a while before he can fully accept it
  • nothing is stopping him from hacking the college’s security cameras to check up on MC

Unknown

  • bad bad bad BAD BAD 
  • he thought he was over it
  • but just
  • MC overseas
  • far
  • far away
  • leaving him behind
  • how is he even supposed to do this?
  • MC says these things- they’ll still be dating! still together! please bear with this for a bit… we can talk everyday!
  • it’s all just white noise
  • it means nothing
  • behind, he’s being left behind, again-
  • the stress is almost too much
  • it’s almost impossible for him to come to terms with it
  • but he tries his best- if this is the only way to go forward, he wants to try
  • phonecalls, messages and videocalls are multiple times per day
  • he needs to talk to MC, to make sure they’re still here, that they haven’t left him, that they love him

V

  • as a more traditional romantic, it seems like it would be an inconvenience
  • but this man would be willing to walk into hell for MC
  • it’s a bit sad to think he won’t be able to take pictures of MC as they wake up in the morning, or take them out on dates
  • and it’s also saddening to him that he’ll only hear their voice distorted through the phone for a time now
  • but it’s not the worst
  • he’s been through worse before
  • he tries to focus on the time lying ahead on the future instead of what will happen after MC leaves
  • he starts planning for MC’s next vacation, telling them all his plans and the photos he plans on taking, about how he’ll take them to their favourite restaurant 
  • he feels like the house is empty, without the sound of MC’s casual activities present, but he never mentions it out of fear that it’d make MC feel guilty for leaving

momiji-the-bunny  asked:

Can you do the reactions of the RFA + V to MC having a major panic attack? Sorry if it's of any bother, I've just been having a lot of panic attacks as of late and think this would help immensely. Thanks in advance!

(๑ˊ▵ॢˋ̥๑) Take care of yourself, dear! Panic attacks are hard. At my old job I used to struggle with them constantly, so I know how it is. Just be sure to breathe and do what is best for you, and don’t be afraid to ask for help!


Zen

- It was really uncomfortable being with him in public at times.

- Mostly it was dates, but occasionally when you went to go see his plays, his fans were a bit troublesome

- Some knew you, others didn’t, and even if they didn’t even interact with you much, you still felt yourself on high alert and struggling to enjoy his plays

- He was a great actor! But it was just so damn difficult sometimes.

- But you Refused to break down in public. So you barely managed to keep yourself together- Shaking, nails digging into your skin, nerves ready to scream if some one so much as looked at you funny

- It was easy to tell you didn’t feel that great, but you kept the ruse up enough that people didn’t question it.

- When he took you back to his apartment however, that’s when it all just crashed down

- Tears flooded your eyes and you shook violently, wanting to curse at yourself for not being able to at least make it into the bathroom before you broke

- Zen fucking Panicked. He was on you in a flash, carefully holding your arms and keeping you standing

- “Babe? Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

- You couldn’t talk, you felt like your chest was on fire. Instead you just gripped his arms back as strongly as you could muster, but it was still a weak grip.

- He followed you onto the floor, gently pulling you too him as you struggled to breathe, tears soaking his shirt.

- “Shh, babe, I’m right here, I’m right here. Just…Let it out, cry for a bit, and then you can tell me what’s wrong, okay? You’re not hurting right?”

- Your chest was screaming, but you shook your head no.

- It took a while for you to be able to talk right. When you could finally speak, your voice came out almost cracked

- “I’m, I’m sorry. Panic attack.”

- He just nodded, and rocked you back and forth a bit.

- He’d want you to eventually tell him what caused it, so he could help you more in the future, but right now he just wanted to calm you down.

Yoosung

- He looked up to you so much, putting this lovable but nearly impossible weight on your shoulders

- He loved you. He was trying his damn best not to compare you to Rika, but the weight still held you down.

- One night a guest rejected your email, and you felt ashamed. I mean, the stuff they asked should had been easy for you to answer! But you managed to fuck it all up, like normal.

- You debated on how to react. Your whole mind was screaming against you, telling you to throw your phone and scream, but your body was as still as stone.

- You saw Yoosung peer over at you, and then frown as you didn’t respond to his wave

- God, he was just going to berate you. Get that sad little smile as you search his eyes for the words he won’t push out

- “Almost like Rika, but not enough. Shame.”

- Tears prickled at your eyes, and Yoosung immediately was kneeling down to look you in the eyes, your body refusing to move from your position on his bed

- “Hey, mc? Can you hear me? Are you okay?”

- You could only close your eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks. You weren’t ready for this, you weren’t ready to face the fact that you weren’t good enough for someone again

- But those words never left his mouth

- Instead he wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back and holding you as tightly as he could without hurting you

- He let your tears fall, just offering a few shhs as you tried to talk. But he never said anything negative. Nothing.

- He refused to compare you to her ever again. Especially if just the idea of him doing so set you like this

- Once you could move, once you could talk without it being a stuttering mess, he would calmly ask you what happened. Did someone get hurt? Were you hurt?

- When you showed him the email, he scoffed and just kissed your forehead

- “Mc, it’s fine. One guest reject won’t harm us. Even if just one person came, we would consider that an amazing outcome, okay?”

- You nodded, unsure of the validity of his words, but you decided to take what you could get

- He continued to baby you a bit that day, and even though you felt a bit embarrassed, it felt so comforting to know you were loved.

Jumin

- Every party you went to with him you managed to mess up.

- Stuttering constantly. Stepping on someone’s dress. Botching the pronunciation of a weird menu item.

- They never laughed outloud, or complained, but you could feel the white hot stares they bore into you, crawling up your spine, stabbing each of your ribs.

- You had your panic medication, but you refused to take that in front of any one. You needed to prove to yourself you could last just one dinner. Just one, god please just one

- And you were so far

- Until you spilled red wine all over the white tablecloth.

- The other woman let out a yelp, trying to stop her dress from being stained. She saved hers, while your dress took the brunt of it. The men didn’t offer much of a reaction, Jumin acting quickly and waving a waiter over before the wine could ruin too much,

- But you couldn’t breathe. Those familiar awful feelings were springing up on you, and. And did that man just make fun of you? But it was just- You just couldn’t-

- “I have to go to the restroom.” You sprang out of your seat and booked it.

- It wasn’t far off, but you dashed like someone was about to murder you. You slammed into the woman’s room, shakily shoving your purse on the counter as your hands searched for your meds

- Just two. Two would be enough. You had a few sips of wine, the wine would react to it, and your meds would speed up faster than they normally do.

- But suddenly someone else came in, and you were shaking so harshly your pill bottle was rattling.

- “Mc? Are you alright?”

- Jumin’s hands were on yours in an instant, stopping the pills from moving, holding your hands tight. You tried stumbling out a sentence. He couldn’t be in here, this was-

- “Shh. You were unwell. It’s fine, nothing bad will happen.”

- He takes the bottle from your hands and you want to scream as he reads the label. 

- But, he just pops out two of the pills for you, holds them to your mouth.

- You numbly open your lips, allowing him to place the pills in your mouth. If this was any other moment, you’d feel shame and slap his hand away, but you needed these so badly, and you couldn’t stop shaking

- His worried expression softened when you took them, rubbing them against the bottom of your tongue. After placing the cap back on the bottle, he shoved it in your purse before pulling you tight against him.

- “I know you feel bad about these accidents, but trust me, mc, I’ve seen much worse. No one is judging you. They’ve been in your shoes before.”

- God, you just wanted to melt against him, to just sob out your stress, but you couldn’t. Not right here, even as your eyes watered, not right here

- He kissed your forehead, calling Driver Kim to come pick the both of you up. You tried to stop him, but he shook his head curtly. This wasn’t going to be discussed.

- Once the two fo you went home, he pulled you into bed with him, tucking the covers around any free side of you and holding you tight. He knew you loved cuddling, and if it helped, he would cuddle you all night

Jaehee

- A loud crash shattered against the cafe, you instantly dropping the plastic platter to cover your face

- This was the fourth time this month you had ruined a few cups. This time you even managed a saucer.

- You didn’t want to remove your hands. You could hear snickering, you knew you could, and you could feel your eyes well up

- They couldn’t see you like this

- But you couldn’t move

- You numbly heard Jaehee’s voice for a bit, sounding over the ringing through your head, through your ears, and you blankly followed as an arm wrapped around your shoulders, bringing you away from the mess

- After walking for a bit, calm but firm hands pulled yours away from your face

- Jaehee’s soft and worried face came into view, and as she saw the tears streaking your cheeks she instantly brought a tissue to your face, dabbing carefully

- “I-I-I’m so sorryIjustcouldn’t-”

-” Shhhh, shh shh, mc. It’s alright. It’s okay. Those were very cheap cups, don’t worry.”

- “B-but-”

- “Shush.” It was firm, but quiet. She sat you down at the table in the back room were the two of you were, silently getting a cup of hot water and a tea bag.

- She sat in front of you, steeping the tea a bit, then adding honey before sliding it closer to you.

- “It’s hot, but drink it. It’ll calm you down.”

- You shakily reached for it, almost wanting to dump the whole thing on you because you felt as though you deserved it. but…That’d just be another mess for Jaehee.”

- She watched you drink it, placing her hand over your free one when you could hold the cup with just one hand. Her thumb rhythmically rubbed a circle on the back of your hand, and she even started humming a bit.

- Soon, the quiet but warm setting of the room calmed your thumping heart, and you were able to breathe normally.

- When you finished the tea, she sat up and cupped your face in both hands, kissing your lips.

- “I love you, mc.”

- “I love you too.”

Seven

- Admittedly, you were so scared the moment he mentioned all the people that could come after him.

- At first you dismissed it, then you tried too later when the ‘hacker’ ordeal was over, but it kicked into full swing one night when the security system went off one day.

- It was all fine, just the system freaking out over a toy that had started up at 4 am rather than at 4 pm. Nothing that he couldn’t fix

- But you were on the floor of the bedroom by the time he came back from checking on it- Choking on your sobs as you held your knees to your chest

- He instantly dropped to the floor, sliding over to you and grabbing your cheeks, trying to get you to look at him.

- “Hey, hey, Mc, oh god, are you hurt? Are you okay?”

- “S-S-Someones after you-”

- “No, no honey, no they’re not, It was just a toy, I promise, I checked everything, It was just a toy.”

- “bb-bbut-”

- “No no, shhh, shh, oh god I’m so sorry.”

- He held you to him, rocking you back and forth as he repeatedly told you step by step of what had happened. Explaining all the little details he did to absolutely make sure no one was after him.

- After ten minutes like this, your death-like grip on his shirt loosened, and he pulled back a bit.

- You were breathing almost normally, tears dripping slower, and he just kissed them all away.

- It was difficult, but he managed to pull you up and get you back onto the bed, where he instantly wrapped the both of you up tightly in the big fluffy blanket he had.

- He spent the night muttering loving things to you until you could fall asleep, so happy to be able to calm you down that much.

V

- V was one of the calmest people you had met

- He was so sweet, so caring, so soft spoken

- But one day you accidentally knocked over a plant of his- Completely ruining it and it’s pot.

- The both of you bent down to clean the shards up, but with a hiss he accidentally had cut his hand

- At the sight of blood you lost it

- You managed to hurt him, just like Rika had

- You managed to cause him pain, something you never ever wanted to do in your life time

- He didn’t deserve it anymore, he didn’t

- It took you a while to focus back on reality. Honestly, just thirty seconds, but you felt trapped in your mind for much longer than that.

- With his free hand he cupped your cheek, pressing his thumb against your lips

- “Shh, you didn’t hurt me. It was an accident. When she did it, it wasn’t an accident.”

- Oh god you were talking outloud. Oh my god. You started shaking, but he hushed you again.

- “Mc, shh. Focus, focus. There’s a towel in the kitchen. Get that for me, please.”

- You scrambled to your legs, nearly knocking oer a kitchen chair as you grabbed the towel.

- The whole time he dabbed at his hand, you felt your head point and static ring in your ears- And you swore you could feel static rubbing against your brain.

- His lips were moving,and it was so damn hard for you to focus at first

- “Mc? Look, it’s a very small cut, not deep at all. It won’t even leave a scar, okay?”

- Once the blood was wiped off, it…It really did look small.

- You started breathing a bit easier, your breath hitching a bit, as he pushed the broken pieces of the pot aside and carefully led you to the couch

- He held you against him, peppering your forehead and head with kisses, repeating over and over how it was just an accident.

- It would take a while for you to calm down, but when you did, he gave you such a warm, sweet, small smile

- “Mc, you are the greatest person to ever grace me. I promise, you could never hurt me like that. I love you, okay?”

- “Okay.”

Saeran

- You woke up already in a panic, lingering memories running down your spine

- You already couldn’t breathe. You were trying to suck in enough air but it wasn’t helping

- With constantly shaking hands, you reached out to Saeran, who was laying on his back and deep asleep

- You shook him, one…Two…Three times. He didn’t wake up yet, and you were freaking out so bad you had already started crying

- You gave him a harsher shake, and he groaned and finally blinked a bit. Rubbing his eye he turned to look at you, then froze.

- “I-I I can’t think right I can’t stop shaaking-”

- Without any prompting, he instantly pulled you to him, burying your face in his chest as he just wrapped his arms around you.

- He held your head against him, just trying to make you feel safer and stop shaking. It took a while, but eventually your body stopped trembling so harshly

- “Mc, what happened?”

- “B-Bad dream. Bad bad dream.”

- He didn’t laugh, he didn’t make fun of you. He kissed your head and started rubbing your back, repeating “You’re okay” over and over, until his warmth and voice was all you could focus on.

- He didn’t stop until he knew you were asleep. He pulled away a bit, situating the two of you into a much comfortable position, before kissing your head and going back to sleep with you firmly in his arms.

anonymous asked:

what if the reason why kaneki cried in chapter 125 is bec. in that moment he had "reached climax"????????????? and that's why he kept saying touka's name bec. he was close? o_o

That scene is very similar to the first time Haise went to :re and cried when he saw Touka, and he didn’t even realize he was crying, she even gives him that “sad smile” again, and instead of giving him a handkerchief she holds him and kisses him. It’s the exact same thing. Kaneki was unconsciously crying because this is literally one of the happiest moments he’s ever had in a long, long, long time. After being depressed for so many years, especially since Arima’s death, this is the only moment in where he gets to experiment a feeling that isn’t emptiness, sorrow or pain, and it’s even more emotional because it’s not just sex, he’s having his first time (one of the most important moments in a person’s life) with a girl he loves, someone he has known for a long time and it’s not a stranger to his eyes, and he’s feeling loved by her in that moment, after feeling that no one loves him, which is completely wrong, this moment means a lot to him, and I’m sure he wasn’t planning to cry at all, it just happened because he couldn’t control his emotions anymore. 

The fact that Kaneki cried while losing his virginity to Touka made the whole scene a lot more emotional, and it gave a deeper meaning to their relationship, because it wasn’t just the fact that he was having sex and everything was great, but it was the fact that he was doing it with her. In chapter 72 you can also see a tear coming down his cheek after she told him “I’ll see you later”, so it’s kinda like their thing now, lolol, Touka always provokes strong emotions in him. To me, it was extremely important that Ishida made Kaneki cry in that scene, and I’m deeply grateful for that, he doesn’t cry in front of anyone and has no one to hold him and just comfort him, he deals with his emotions by himself, and seeing him cry for something that it’s good, because he wasn’t necessarily crying from sorrow… it’s just so so so important, and now excuse me i’m gonna go and cry a bit because i’m feeling so emotional about this right now (???) *sobs in the dark*

Ponyboy Headcannons - He gets his wisdom teeth removed

@hailey1313 i saw you wanted some :)

• He’s the type that won’t stop taking the gauze out!!
• Darry has to constantly be shoving the gauze back in for him
• He won’t stop singing little songs
• This little baby is so loopy
• Sodapop convinces him of a bunch of different things while he’s all looped up
• Soda definitely takes advantage of him
• Darry makes him sit on the couch and Pony keeps trying to fight him
• “Don’t touch me! I’ll beat your head in! Are you trying to start a fight with me? I’ll take you right here and now.”
• He feels bad immediately after
• “I’m sorry Darry. I love you. I didn’t mean it. I don’t wanta fight you. I don’t say it enough but I love you so much.”
• Keeps touching stuff
• “Ponyboy Michael Curtis! Do not touch that!”
• He quickly pulls hand away and does that “Oop” thing
• Pushes a lamp over but Soda catches it
• Dally takes advantage of him
• Johnny tries to help Darry take care of Pony
• Two-Bit keeps teaching him jokes
• Steve makes him cry
• Pony keeps touching Soda’s face
• “Soda, have I ever told you how handsome you are? You’re really handsome. I want to look like you. Give me your face.”
• Laughs at nothing
• Gets poetic and it bothers everyone
• He does not stop talking
• Darry makes him lay down and he falls asleep immediately

Not Now

Who would have that that this is the way he would go?

It was a mission they could handle. They had been assured that many a time. So, why had it all gone so wrong?

-

Lance and Keith had been tasked in going on ahead to scope out the ship, and make sure that it was truly empty as they had assumed it to be.

But maybe that was their first mistake.

-

The two Paladins had realized things were too quiet when they had found there to be no traps whatsoever. There had to be at least some traps in all of this.

“Keith, i-it’s too quiet here. Something’s wrong here.” Lance whispered, body taught as he looked everywhere he could. Not having anything happen was worse than having something happen.

“Yea, I agree. Maybe we should - ” Keith would have continued, but a soft ‘woosh’ through the air next to his head alerted him.

“Shit - !” He wheezed, turning his head to follow the arrow-like object, only to see, in a sort of slow motion, the object make its way straight toward his partner.

-

The Blue Paladin had turned to see what had caught Keith’s attention, but felt the air rush out of him quickly.

He fell backwards, not quite able to tell what had happened. All he knew right now was that something hurt like the hottest flames of hell in his chest.

-

The Red Paladin ran for his fallen friend, sliding on his knees next to him. He picked him partially up gently, laying his torso in his lap as his eyes glanced from spot to spot over him.

“Lance, holy shit, are you okay?!” He breathed before his eyes came to rest on the arrow lodged deep into Lance’s chest. It had just barely missed its target - just slightly below his heart.

-

The edges of his vision were beginning to get hazy. He knew where he was - kinda - but thought it strange that it was warm.

Wait.

Floors are cold. So …

Ah.

He was in Keith’s lap. Well then. At least he was warm now. Screw cold floors, he liked this much better.

He heard mumbles. A voice? Oh, Keith. Right.

Dazed, Lance looked up at Keith, blinking before his vision cleared a little bit. He looked - scared? Were those tears??

-

Said Keith was in fact beginning to cry as he held Lance.

The arrow was too far in to try and get out without causing major bleeding. And he was afraid that if he tried to get Lance back to the castle to a healing pod, that it would take too much time.

But he had to do something. He couldn’t just let him die. Not now. Not in his arms.

-

The Blue Paladin could tell he was fading. His insides hurt way too much for there not to be something wrong.

“Keith?” He asked, his usually loud and boisterous voice now scarily quiet.

“Keith … am I - am I dying?”

-

“No. You’re not gonna die. I’m gonna get you out of here, safe, and very much alive.” Keith rattled off, glancing around to see what he could use to possibly help them.

And to his great luck, there was fucking nothing.

-

“Keith …” Lance whispered, even quieter now. The rest of his thoughts were interrupted by his own coughing, which led to blood coming up.

It splattered over his armor, the deep red a stark contrast to the slightly dirty and offset white it normal was. The blue of his symbol was tainted with the blood.

“K-Keith … I-I’m not gonna make it, am I?” He sighed, sagging a little as he began to accept his fate.

He was going to die here. In Keith’s arms. On a supossedly abandoned Galra ship.

What a boring way to go.

-

Keith felt his blood boil.

“Don’t you *dare* give up on me, McClain. I am going to get your sorry ass out of here, whether you believe it or not.” He spat, coming to the conclusion that it may have to be their best bet to just bring Lance back to the castle.

“Everything’s gonna be fine, okay? You’re gonna live, a-and, you’ll get to see your family again. Cuba, right? Veradero Beach?” Keith tried, hoping to instill some motivation into the fading Blue Paladin.

-

Wow, Keith was really pretty, wasn’t he?

“Keith, you have r-really pretty eyes, ya know that?” He pondered, voice barely there now. His eyelashes were fluttering as he fought to keep his eyes open.

But he just wanted to sleep. Sleep sounded nice right now. Maybe he could just take a little nap …

-

A blush filtered to Keith’s cheeks.

“Wh-What? What’re you saying right now?” He rushed out. He was getting worse.

Oh god he was closing his eyes.

“Lance. Lance, stay with me buddy. Stay awake for me, okay? Please.” He pleaded, gently tapping Lance’s cheek to try and wake him up.

-

Man, Keith was really warm. His hand too. Oh, that was nice.

He leaned into the touch, smiling softly as his eyes closed once more.

“Y’re s’ w'rm, Keith~” He hummed, voice unbelievably soft. He felt comfy, and safe.

He was always safe with Keith.

Always.

-

Keith could feel himself losing it. He was scrambling to keep Lance awake, but he knew it was a losing battle at this point.

“L-Lance, no. Come on …” He muttered, eyes wide as they began to tear up again.

He couldn’t lose someone else. Not now.

But it might be the sad truth at this point.

-

Lance’s vision was darkening. It had been, but now he could really tell. It felt like the lights had been turned out.

“Keith?” He asked, one last time, slowly curling into the warm chest plate of said Paladin. He winced at the pain in his chest deepening.

“Keith … tell my family I love them, 'kay? A-And the others. I -” More blood spit up, but more came with the hacks this time. His vision went darker.

“I love you, too.” He whispered, opening his eyes as much as he could to get one last good look at Keith.

The sleek black hair hidden under a helmet looked like the night sky. The violet eyes reminded him of a sunset on the ocean.

He reached a hand up, and cupped Keith’s face ever so gently.

“I love you.”

-

No. No no no no. No. He refused. He refused to have Lance die in his arms.

His breath hitched at the confession. God damn it. This idiot had the worst possibly timing.

“Lance - I … I love you too.” He choked out, tears coming full force now as he cradled Lance in his arms.

The tears stung badly, and he leaned into the gently touch, laying his own hand overtop Lance’s.

“Don’t leave me. P-Please.” He sobbed, tears now falling onto Lance’s visor and face as he wept.

-

Keith was so pretty. Even when he cried.

“I’ll see ya later, Keith. And then … th-then we can be together, yea?” He sighed out, his breaths more raspy and of less oxygen now.

He could feel himself going. It was … peaceful.

-

“S-See ya 'round, K-Keith …” were Lance’s last words before his body finally sagged, now lifeless.

Keith would never see those beautiful blue eyes sparkle as he talked about Earth.

He would never see that stunning smile take over when he looked at him.

He would never be able to kiss those plump cinnamon lips, and would never hear them utter those three words again.

-

No one spoke that night as Keith came back, carrying the fallen Paladin in his arms.

No one spoke of the tears running down Keith’s face.

No one spoke of the heartbreak they all felt.

No one spoke of how Keith cried himself to sleep, gripping an olive green jacket to his curled up form.

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I have a prompt, if that's ok. Also I want to mention I absolutely love these stories <3. My prompt for weird Wednesday is Tony gets deaged and the guardians have to take care of him. Maybe they are on earth and Cap along with the x-avengers visit because they heard what happened and Cap thinks their better to take care of kid!Tony?

Of course its okay so send a prompt! And also thank you! :)) ALSO THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SHORT STORY. BUT IT HAS OVER 2.7k WORDS. So watch out for the cut.

I really hope you like it…
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“So he stays like that?” asks Peter and looks down at Tony. Doctor Cho shrugs.

“I don’t have an answer for that. But mostly magic loses their strength after a few weeks. But i will contact Thor and Doctor Strange.” is her answer and Peter nods.

Tony sits on the floor and looks at some toy blocks, but he doesn’t touch them. He looks incredible sweet like that.

“Okay thank you so much for your time.” says Peter and then lift Tony up. He seems like around three years old and is healthy. To be honest that is the only thing that matters.

“You were so brave.” says Peter to Tony when they leave the building. She had to take some blood from Tony and Peter thought he would cry at all the examinations. But he was quiet and really brave.

“Otay.” says Tony and smiles a bit. Peter wants to cuddle him. What a sweet boy.

“And?” asks Gamora, when Peter enters the Tower and he shrugs.

“Nothing she can do right now. But maybe Tonys other friends can help.” says Peter and he tries to sound happy, so he doesn’t upset Tony.

“Alright. Well i send Drax with Rocket and Groot to buy some things for him. So he doesn’t have to wear that big shirt all the time.” says Gamora and Peter groans.

“Why would you send these idiots?” asks Peter and Gamora laughs.

“Because i have a date!” she answers and is gone. Peter chuckles. There was a time where he would be jealous, but it changed a lot in the last year.

“Yondu?” yells Peter then and a moment later Yondu comes into the kitchen.

“What?” asks Yondu and he sounds annoyed. Tony giggles and holds his little hands out.

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BTS REACTION to you breaking up with them

Requests are open! MESSAGE ME 

Rap Monster: His heart would literally sink to the bottom of his stomach. He wouldn’t try and stop you from leaving. He wouldn’t cause a scene and try to make you stay. He wouldn’t be angry at you. He’d let you leave. Once you left, he would sit down on his couch, place is head in his hands, and just cry. He had just lost someone he loved but didn’t love him the way they used to. “If she’s happy.. That’s all I want.”

Originally posted by eatjin

Suga: Suga wouldn’t do anything. He would sit there for a second, you trying to make eye contact with him. You would try your hardest to get his attention but it would only lead to him yelling at you to get out. You didn’t want to argue. You knew it was for the best in order to follow your own dream. Once you were gone, Suga would try to stay mad but cursing your name and saying he hates you but in reality, his heart was broken. He would have a break down and lock himself in the bathroom and just cry. “You were the best thing that’s ever happened to me y/n. I’m sorry i couldn’t support you on your journey.”

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Jin: Jin would just break down right in front of you. He would try and ramble words to get you to stay but you knew this was the right thing to do. He would beg and beg but the fame was too much for you. “Please.. Please stay.” You would hold back your own tears and leave before he could see you cry. He would just crawl up on the floor and hold onto whatever he had left of you. “Please.” he’d whisper over and over. “Please.”

Originally posted by nycbtslover

J-Hope: JHope would just sit there for a second. He wouldn’t know how to react. He thought things were fine but he didn’t realize you were unhappy. He was always gone. He would get so sidetracked, it felt as if he wasn’t even there anymore. “I can really only blame myself. I’m so sorry…” He wouldn’t ask you to stay as much as we wanted to ask you. Life was hard right now and he had his career to focus on. Once you left, he would curl up in a blanket and just fall asleep crying.

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Taehyung: He would overreact at first. He wouldn’t come to terms until you cupped his face and looked him in the eyes. You would tell him your sorry and kiss his forehead gently. You needed to go home for a bit and figure out your own issues. You could tell your emotional health was effecting Tae and you didn’t want to bring him down anymore. He was rest his cheek in your hands and whisper “I just wanted to help. I just wanted to help you get better.”

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Jimin: Jimin would sit there and cry. As soon as those words left your lips, he knew exactly why. He wanted to fight for you. He wanted to hold on to every bit of you. But there was someone else and he knew he couldn’t be there for you like he could. “All I want for you is for you to be happy. And if this is what needs to happen, then let it happen.” You kissed his cheek, thanking him for all he’s ever done for you and you would be on your way. In the end, Jimin would eventually come looking for you and would confess his love for you and you two would get back together. He was never able to truly get over you.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jungkook: Jungkook would try and get you to stay. He would say he’d be better and focus more on you but the connection was already gone. He needed to focus on his career and you felt like you were just dragging him down. You wanted to see him succeed and you would rather do it from the sidelines, where you began, as a fan. “Promise me, after this is over, we can try again?” You would smile and kiss his cheek and would say time can only tell. He would smile even though he was heartbroken. “I’m going to come find you!”

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A little too much - Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

Warnings: Anxiety, a cold, mentions of a rough past, swearing

Originally posted by clinatasha

You just had to finish this last paragraph, you told yourself. And you had to arrange your documents again, it was a nightmare to get through. Every time you looked at it you got dizzy all over again.

You sneezed again and took a tissue to blow your nose. You sneezed again. This cold really was something. It had been bothering you all week. Ugh. The world spun again and you groaned. If Hercules was here now he would tell you to go straight to bed.

‘You’re not feeling well, Y/N, get some rest. You can do this tomorrow.’ You could hear his voice echoing through your head.

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{Special} College!AU JB
  • major: ancient history 
  • minor: latin 
  • sports: men’s lacrosse 
  • clubs: latin tutoring, classic film club
  •  looks cold an unapproachable because he’s always reading an intimidating looking book about the history of ancient greece and like he’s known as the hot older classman who can understand and speak latin fluently and apparently even a bit of Spanish?? And everyone whose ever had a class with him rants about how smart he is and how scary it is because how the hell does he know,,,,,,,,,,,,everything
  • jb in reality isn’t cold and he’s always reading because that’s his major: to read and learn about the ancient world
  • his friend youngjae tried to explain it to jb that like jb just knows all this stuff normal people probably don’t even comprehend and jb just frowns like “understanding the roots of modern day politics and society all stem from learning about ancient empires-“ and youngjae is like “see! when you talk like that it’s scary…….”
  • jb was still like ???? because to him knowing random dates and historical events that defined the renaissance is like casual small talk but apparently that isn’t true to everyone else (which is a shock to him, amazingly)
  • but aside from people not wanting to approach him because of his demeanor there’s also the fact that he’s Hot and the entire campus knows it
  • like he’s super smart, sophisticated, and also……handsome beyond words
  • the whole silk black button down shirt unbuttoned at the top and slim framed glasses + one long earring and simple silver rings that he wears he like 
  • looks like he came off the pages of a high class fashion magazine not…….the campus library………..
  • but yet you become acquainted with him through kind of uncomfortable circumstance see you’re sitting, minding your own business probably sobbing silently to yourself about an upcoming project in the quiet study part of the library 
  • when suddenly this person keeps trying to grab your attention
  • and when you look up you can only roll your eyes because it’s the gross dude that’s been chasing after you since you set foot onto campus like he saw you at orientation and tried to get your number blah blah and like you’ve turned him down countless times but he like Does Not Get It and it’s annoying
  • and like you really don’t need this now when you’re stressed enough as it is
  • so you’re like “please, go away.”
  • but ofc this douchebag doesn’t listen and keeps trying to whisper something at you and like suddenly he starts saying really…….Creepy things and honestly you’re getting scared
  • and like you don’t want to cause a scene because you’re in the silent study room and like already some students are throwing you glares because the dudes being loud
  • but also you don’t want to get up and leave because he’ll just follow you and soon enough you feel like crying a bit because now he’s like moved to sit beside you and you’re like leaning away in your chair, so much so that an inch more and you’ll fall out
  • and like you seriously can’t believe this is happening to you right now when suddenly you hear an unfamiliar voice go “come here.” and like you look up to see this tall, striking student standing in front of you
  • in one hand he has a copy of “The Rise and Decline of Macedonia” and he’s got this piercing stare that basically makes the creep that was bothering you jump up in his seat 
  • and for a second you’re like ,,,,he’s not talking to me is he?? but the boy just motions to you to get up and you’re like
  • my mom taught me not to trust strangers but trusting this (very handsome) stranger seems 100% better than staying with this creep who just won’t let up
  • so you like gather your things and stand but then the creep like grabs your arm and you wanna wrench it away but mysterious hot boy who is your savior now i guess literally puts his hand on the creeps arm and he’s like “ i will break every bone in your body if you don’t let go of them right now.”
  • and the creep like huffs like “yEAh right like you co-”
  • and the boy leans closer and he’s like “i know medieval torture techniques, wanna test me?”
  • and in that moment you swear you’ve never seen anyone look as terrified as the creep who wouldn’t leave you alone and he literally like melts into a puddle of fear while the mysterious boy just straightens up, takes your hand, and walks you out of there like nothing just happened
  • and outside you’re like “um- um tha-thank you i - um your name?” 
  • and he doesn’t look back, just tugs you along the campus and answer in this low voice; “jb.”
  • and you’re like “thank you jb, but um where are you takin-”
  • and he turns around all of a sudden, so fast you practically walk right into his back and he’s like “that creep, he’s been bothering you for a long time right?” and you shift back and forth and you’re like “yeah, but it’s ok-”
  • but jb like clicks his tongue like “is it ok? because it don’t look ok back in the library. if i wasn’t there would you have been able to do anything?” and you’re kinda like at a loss for words because like yeah you wanna be like of course!! i can fend for myself!! but at the same time in that moment when you were being harassed you’d frozen up and like if jb hadn’t put an end to it-
  • but you like look away and jb kind of sense he wnet to far with his tone and he’s like “im sorry. it’s just, ive seen him bothering you before. i have lacrosse campus outside of the english department and i see you come out and he’s always hanging around you and it annoys me because i can see you don’t like it.”
  • and you kinda like you’re like ,,,that’s true but also your heart kinda skips because like has ??? he been like watching you??? someone as handsome as him……….is this a dream
  • but you shake it off and you’re like “i don’t like it, and ive reported it but no one does anything so i just put up with it.” and jb frowns and you kind of try to force out a laugh because you don’t want him to worry
  • but jb is like out of the blue like “how about this - how about i walk you from class now on?”
  • and you’re like ?@??@!? wHA ??? and jb looks dead serious he’s like “no really, that asshole irks me the way he won’t lay off and i really think the only approach left is for someone to be there to scare him off.”
  • and like you agree, but you’re also like “jb i just met you, we aren’t even friends, what would make you want to do such a big favor like that for me?”
  • and jb just clams up a little and like you swear you see some pinkness in his cheeks or soMETHINg and jb is like !!!!!!! “ i just…..i just…….my friend junior is an ethics major and he’s always going on about how wrong the world is and seeing that creep think he’s entitled to keep bothering you like it got me thinking that i could at least maybe help stop that-”
  • and he’s rambling now and his dark, stern cold eyes are darting back and forth in cute embarrassment and you’re like ,,,,, wELL if you INSIST 
  • and that’s how you get hot, aloof mysterious ancient history major jb to kinda be like your bodyguard
  • and you tell him that your class ends at like 6:00 tomorrow and he’s like ill be there and you say your goodbyes and when you’re like in your dorm your roommate’s like so whats up
  • and you’re like “do you know a guy named jb?” and your roommate’s eyes widen like “oF COURSE I KNOW JB he’s in my archaeology of rome class and he’s sOOOooOO dreamy!!! WHY??” and you kind sink into your blankets like “…..he’s offering to walk me from my classes……” and your roommate close to like jumpS on you like WHAT TELL ME THE DETAILS 
  • and so like you go to your class with butterflies in your stomach and you’re like @ yourself like calm!!! down!!! this doesn’t mean anything jb is just a nice person
  • and when the time reaches 6 you shyly like wait outside on the corner near the building and you look up from your book to see jb there and instead of his usual jeans, button down shirt and glasses he’s got his lacrosse uniform on and his sweaty hair is in his face and he’s like “hey, sorry i just came from practice. is that creep around?” and you’re like sohidgdvjfla jkjkjk you’re like “nO!!! haven’t seen him!!” and jb smiles and you’re like holy shit am i looking at god
  • and he smiles and like a group of girls off to the side probably start screaming and you’re like ??? and jb’s like “they’re always there. idk how to get rid of them.” and you’re like omg jb you have a fanclub and he’s like what no way and you’re like smile. and he’s like what and you reach up to like pinch his cheek and be like smile!! and jb kinda reddens and you’re also like oh - oh my god im sorry i didn’t - i - and jb’s like no no it’s ……ok 
  • and you two shyly like look down and the fanclub is probably like seething but whatever this is you and jb’s au moving on
  • and so jb picks you up from class for the rest of the week and everytime all your friends gather at a distance to gwack at him and you’re like guys dont!! but they’re like DUDE YOU GOT THE MOST UNATTAINABLE GUY ON CAMPUS TO bASICalLY PROTECT YOU and you’re like ahdf SHHHH
    and each time jb just becomes more and more handsome like once he was early and was just leaning against the wall with earphones in, sipping an iced coffee and he looked like a movie star you couldn’t believe he was a real person
  • and then the youngjae accident happens
  • as in jb comes to pick you up and next to him is this smiling cute boy that excitedly introduces himself as “jb’s bestest best friend” and his name is youngjae and like before you get to your dorm youngjae is like “hey, let’s all go out to eat!! mark and jackson texted me that they’re already at our usual place, what you say?” and he’s like leaning over to you and you’re like ??? you’re inviting me and he’s like oF COUrse silly, let’s go!!! and you’re like UM and jb is like yOUNGJAE I SWEAR
  • but somEHOW you end up eating dinner and you meet the rest of jb’s friends who are all much more colorful and loud minus the english major mark who sticks to just eating the whole time LOL
  • but as you’re going back to the campus, and mark is trying to carry a tipsy jackson on his back and jb is apologizing to you for his friends youngjae is like
  • “hey, jb you should invite your significant other more often!! they’re so cute and funny!!” 
  • and you and jb are like : SIGNIFICANT OTHER????
  • and youngjae’s like yEAH ive never seen jb so in love with someone and you’re like WHAgjsedfw and jb is like youngjae. you’re dead. im gonna smother you in your sleep. say goodbye- and probably starts chanting some curse in latin
  • but not the point
  • after what youngjae says jb actually finally gets the guts to ask you out on a real date, like you know after he picks you up from class
  • and it’s cute you guys go to a museum screening of a  documentary on rome and jb chats excitedly about it and you might not know half the terms he’s using but seeing him smile so much literally melts your heart into 23124 pieces
  • and after that well you know ITS HISTORY (i couldn’t resist)
  • you still get walked from class by jb except this time he gives you greeting kisses and like you have his hands around your waist while you two walk
  • and the entire campus is up in flames over you two
  • but you and jb just like enjoy each others company
  • and jb gets into the habit of comparing you to beautiful art pieces from the past and you’re like oh my god and i swear jb probably refereed to you as like an ethereal being once to youngjae and like youngjae never lets him live it down
  • at the campus Halloween party yall went as a mythical couple flower crowns, togas, you know all of it and it was literally the cutest couple costume ever (you guys made the college newspaper)
  • and jb loves just having you listen to him study latin out loud and you compliment how beautiful he sounds and he’s like what no;;;; and you’re like “jb you sound like a young scholar from the past” and he’s like aG?hfkow but he loves the praise. he loves it
  • jackson: “cupid really got you jb, didn’t he???” 
  • jb: “jackson you have three seconds to run.”
  • you and jb staying in to watch old movies but also jb takes you out dancing to one of the clubs in town and boYYYY  does he know how to GRINDDDD 
  • you and jb plan a study abroad to greece because it’s been his dream since he entered college and im not saying anything but you two + a hotel balcony + some wine + you know where im going with this 
  • jb getting you roses the morning after and also sneaking past the teacher whose supposed to be on guard duty LOL
  • but yes you and jb just cuddle together and you’re always in his lap with your hands around his neck, he loves when you kiss up his jawline
  • and that creep? the one that was bothering you from before? well one look at jb and he RUNS the opposite direction at the speed of light
  • and not even jb, the rest of college!got7 like corners him one day and is like: if you touch the love of jb’s life of jb - we will make sure to end you.
  • in conclusion: you and jb sharing eskimo kisses as mark makes a gagging face in the background GOODNIGHT 
It Must Be Fate

Johnny x Reader

Wordcount: 2,230

“Shit.”

You stared down at your phone as the screen turned black.  You couldn’t believe you had forgot to charge your phone before you left your apartment, and now you were stuck in the dark, alone, lost somewhere in Seoul.  Taking a year off from university to decide what the hell you wanted to do with your life, you had come to Seoul to teach English.  It was a good way to earn some money and gain real life experience – something you hoped would help you figure out your future.   Of course, being in Seoul to teach didn’t stop you from exploring the city in your downtime.   Today, you had ended up hanging out with some foreigners you met, who wanted to visit the SM Entertainment building in the hopes of seeing some idols.  

After giving up the idol search a few hours later, your new friends left.  They had insisted you leave together, but you politely declined.   You wanted to explore the area a little bit more before you left – a decision which you were now regretting.  With your phone dead, you had no way of searching where you were.   You also hadn’t seen a taxi go by that area in what felt like forever.

You looked around to see if there was anyone near the building you could ask for help.  All the fans who were idol-hunting earlier has dissipated after being disappointed when no idols showed up.  There weren’t really any tourists in the area either.  To be fair, it was getting late.  It was apparently an area you really only went too if you worked there or wanted to see someone famous.

You had walked up and down the block a few times to no avail.  About to start walking to try and find an internet café, you spotted a tall man walking out of the building’s fronts door.  Assuming it was just an employee, you ran up to him to ask for help.

“Sorry, I’m not allowed to stop for pictures.”

“What? No, please!  I just need directions!  My name is (y/n) and I’m here teaching English.  I don’t know my way around very well and I’ve been lost for over an hour. My phone is dead so I’m kind of starting to freak out.  Please just help me.”

You were beyond thankful you had been studying Korean for the past few years.

The man slowly turned to look at you, studying your features.  You could tell he could clearly see how distraught you were. You noticed that he was dressed quite casually for a company employee.  Orange Nike sneakers, black skinny jeans, white t-shirt, face mask… There was no way it was an employee. But, it couldn’t possibly be an idol either, right?  He just walked out of the front door like it was no big deal.  Then again, he did say he couldn’t stop for pictures…

“Oh sorry, I thought you were a fan.  They were out here all day.  Where do you need directions too?”

You were surprised to hear the man now speaking to you in English.  Not a lot of people you had encountered here did.  He began to pull down his facemask so he could speak more clearly.  As he did so, a wave of shock washed over you.  There was no doubting who was standing in front of you right now.  Johnny Seo.  Johnny must have taken notice of your surprise because he took a step back.

“So… You are a fan?  Like I said, I’m not allowed to stop for pictures.  I’m really sorry but our company won’t let us.”

“Oh no! I mean, don’t get me wrong, I like NCT a lot.  But to be honest, I didn’t even realize it was you.  I thought you were a company employee!  I’m just really lost and want to go home.”

Johnny let out a soft chuckle at your words.  He ran his hand through his hair, almost as a sign of relief that you weren’t going to attack him.  It was almost kind of endearing that you genuinely approached him with no clue as to who he was.  He wasn’t used to that.

“Now I’m a bit offended,” he smirked. “THE Johnny Seo is standing right in front of you and all you can think about is going home?”

“Wow, cocky much Mr. Seo?  I mean, you’re handsome and all, but it’s late.  And I’m tired.  I guess I’m just not the type to swoon over idols?  I just like your music and appreciate how hard you guys work.”

He chuckled again, clearly amused by you.

“Thanks. That’s actually kind of refreshing. I’m so used to our fans screaming and even crying when they meet us.  It’s nice to meet someone who cares about what we do, not just who we are.”

He smiled at you so widely you couldn’t help but to smile back, despite being no closer to home than you were five minutes ago.

“So about those directions…”

“Oh right, sorry.  Where was it you needed to go?”

You told him your address and he burst out laughing.  You looked at him, puzzled, and he just laughed harder.

“You know that’s only about a 20 minute walk from here, right?”

You felt like an idiot.  You had spent god-knows how long aimlessly wandering around, when you were so close to your destination the whole time.   At the same time, if you hadn’t have been so stupid, you wouldn’t be standing here talking to Johnny.  Maybe this wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened after all.

“I can walk you there if you want.  I just came out to go for a walk anyways.  No phone, no members…   Just needed some fresh air.  Plus we wouldn’t want you getting lost again.  Based on what I’ve seen, I have no faith that you can make it home on you own.”

You scowled slightly at his dig at you.   He could easily just tell you the way from here and you were sure you’d be fine. Although, taking him up on his offer meant spending more time with Johnny.  And you didn’t want to risk getting lost and ending up in the same situation twice in one night – or ever again for that matter.  You didn’t give it much more thought and gladly accepted your new guide’s company.  You started walking side-by-side towards your apartment.   However, no less than a few minutes into your walk, your stomach growled louder than you thought possible.  You realized that between idol-hunting with your new friends and then getting lost, you hadn’t eaten in hours.   You were so worried about getting home that you hadn’t even thought about it.   Of course, Johnny took notice as he glanced down at your stomach and let a small smile form on his lips.

“There’s a good café on the way if you want to stop there.  The members and I used to visit there a lot when we were trainees.”

“What if people see us?  Couldn’t it end up as a scandal or something?  We wouldn’t want people thinking THE Johnny Seo is dating some random girl.”

“It’s fine. It’s late and I doubt people will be around.  Plus, the owners are used to keeping the fans at bay and letting us have our privacy.”

Before you knew it Johnny had your left hand in his right, and you were being pulled into a café.

He bought the two of you hot chocolate and coconut cake, saying it was his favourite combination and insisted you try it too, especially since he was buying. It didn’t matter to you that Johnny was an idol, but the more time you spent with him, the more you grew to like him.  He was cocky, but just enough to be funny.  At the same time, he was humble and kind.  Your favourite thing was how easy he was to be around.  It was like you had skipped the part where you’re supposed to be strangers and just jumped into knowing each other for years.  You weren’t planning on telling him, but you were glad you had ended up lost earlier that night.

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“So (y/n), you think I’m handsome?”

He raised an eyebrow at you as he opened the door on your way out of the café.

“What? “

“Earlier, when we first met.  You said you thought I was handsome.”

“We’ve been sitting and talking in this café for god knows how long and you bring this up now?  You’re an SM idol Johnny.  They don’t exactly recruit your average-looking person.”

“I guess not, but that doesn’t mean you have to think I’m handsome.”

“If I admit I said you were handsome earlier, will you drop this topic?”

“I’ll take that as a yes then.”

“I hate you.   I wish it was Ten who had come to my rescue instead.”

“To be honest, he probably would have been even more hopeless than you.”

From what you knew about the members, Johnny was probably right.   And the truth was you were glad you were with Johnny and not someone else.

***

“Well, this is my apartment building.  I can’t believe it was that close the whole time.”

“Yea, that was pretty stupid. But I’m still willing to walk you up to your apartment if you want.”

“That’d be nice.”

Truthfully, there was no reason at all for Johnny to come into the apartment building with you.  But you weren’t ready to say goodbye to him.   You wanted to see him again, often if possible.  Maybe even end up as more than friends.  But that was unlikely.  He was an idol.  He probably wouldn’t get much free time like this.  Plus, how would you ever contact him again?  You could feel something between the two of you for sure, but you were convinced it could never progress.

You arrived at your door and turned to face Johnny.  You could tell from his face that he didn’t want to say goodbye either. But, it didn’t feel right inviting him into you apartment.  What now?

“Hey (y/n), you got a pen?”

You looked at Johnny questioningly.  That was random, but, you weren’t going to ask questions.  He did just help you get home.  You opened the door to your apartment, and walked to your kitchen where you opened a drawer.  Taking out a pen, you turned back to Johnny who was waiting patiently in your doorway, a playful grin pulling at the corners of his mouth.  You handed him the pen and he suddenly grabbed your hand and began writing.

“Johnny what the heck are you doing?!”

“I’m writing my phone number on your hand.”

“Are you serious?  What is this, some cheesy 1990s rom-com?”

“Look, your phone’s dead and mine is back in the practice room.  If cheesy and old-school are my only options, then cheesy and old-school is what you’re gonna get.”

He finished writing and you looked down at his number on your hand.  You looked back up at him, planning to make another snide remark about how lame he was, but his face had changed.  His cheeky expression had disappeared, and he now looked thoughtful, as he glanced between his number on your hand and your face.

“(Y/n), can I tell you something?”

You nodded your head in approval.

“I’m really glad you got lost tonight.”

It was like he was speaking your thoughts from earlier in the café as his own.

“Have you heard of the Korean phrase 인연인가 ?” (read: “inyeoninga bwa”)

“No… What does it mean?”

“It means it must be fate.  I’ve never really understood it until now.”

In a way, the two of you meeting was like fate.  You looked up at Johnny, not being able to help the huge smile forming on your face. You felt like your face was going to rip in half.  His smile was just as big as yours, and you couldn’t help but appreciate how beautiful he was.

Johnny took both of your hands in his own, and slowly began to lean his face down towards your own.  Unknowingly, you closed your eyes in anticipation.  How did your night end up like this?  You didn’t care.  You wanted this to happen.  Just when you were ready to feel his lips press against yours, you heard him laugh as he dropped your hands and backed away.

“You didn’t think I was actually going to kiss you did you?”

“Are you serious Johnny?  Of all the people in the world who could have rescued me, it just had to be you didn’t it?”

“Come on, I’m pretty awesome.  I just don’t kiss on the first date.”

“Is that what this was?  A first date?”

“You bet.  Lucky you hey?  Getting to date THE Johnny Seo.”

“I hate you.”

“Don’t say that (y/n), maybe you’ll get that kiss on our second date. So don’t forget to text me, okay?”

And with that, he began to walk away.  You looked at your hand, the ink already beginning to smudge, probably from how sweaty your palms got when you thought he was going to kiss you.   You went to go plug in your phone so you could add his number.   Despite having no idea when, you were sure you would be seeing Johnny again.  You had to get that kiss.


**Kk so this is bad and like, twice as long as I intended it to be.  But I couldn’t stop writing haha.  Thank you sooooo much for reading and I hope you guys liked it!!  As always, let me know what you thought and feel free to leave a request in my ask box!**

Elf!Phan AU Prompt

Please note: This is not canon to the Elf!Phan AU, only inspired by the story. I did not create this AU either. All credit goes to @incaseyouart (or Vic)’s outstanding Elf AU. I highly advise you check it out. Thank you :)

Warning: Semi-Sad

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“I know things are hard right now, Phil. But you need to be strong.”

Phil walked around aimlessly in the small library located in his village. Other elves wandered about, attending to their lives, not paying Phil much mind. It’s funny, how on the outside he looks fine, but in the inside his world was crumbling from beneath him.

“You’re so strong. You’ve always been.”

Phil grimaced, flashbacks from last night flooding through his mind again. He bit his lip to keep in his tears. He wasn’t going to cry, not in public. But every time he closed his eyes, its all he saw. His brother Martyn, laying in bed. His body frail and sick. The way he kept on smiling, no matter how much pain it brought him. His trembling hands. His chest rising and falling heavily. How Phil could only stare, helpless, letting the inevitable truth devour his insides. Martyn was sick. He couldn’t be cured. And there was nothing anyone could do but wait.

“Look at me, Phil. Please. Promise me. Promise you’ll…you’ll keep your head held high. Don’t let your sunshine go.”

After a few seconds, Phil composed himself. He gave a big, fake smile to passerby elves, people he knew. He had to stay happy, for his brother’s sake. Phil walked through the aisles, skimming the numerous titles of the antique books, tracing his fingers along their dusty spines. In Martyn’s condition, he was forced to stay in bed, which got quite boring at times. Since he was too weak to hold a book by himself, Phil volunteered to read some for him. He tried to make the most of what time was left.

Alas, after several moments of looking, none of these books seemed fitting to his brother’s liking. Phil sighed, almost about to give up, when a thick leathered book skittered to the ground after making contact with Phil’s cape. Even in mourning, Phil found a way to be a complete clutz. Phil shook his head and bent over to grab the book.

“You have to be brave. Not for me, but for yourself.”

The sad look in his brother’s eyes. His messy hair thrown about on the pillow. Phil had knelt beside him, his eyes spilling tears onto the blanket. Phil caressed the limp, dying flower that sprouted in his brother’s head, it’s petals falling into his palm. Phil didn’t want to accept it, but he knew what it meant. And he dashed out of the room in a frenzy of sobs and grief.

Phil buried the memory deep within his mind, hoping to never see it again. He grabbed the thick book and was about to place it back on the shelf when the cover caught his eye. Exotic Flowers and Creatures: The Hidden Miracles of Nature.

Phil let out a soft “Huh.” as he opened the book. Inside laid thousands of documents about so many flowers and animals, even folklore tales. Phil loved nature, considering he was a nature elf, and found this quite intriguing despite everything going on. He was about to tuck the book under his arm, thinking maybe his brother might enjoy it as well, when his finger landed on two boldly printed words. The Panacea Bloom.

Panacea Bloom: One of the most legendary and rare plants known to elfin. It’s sweet, milky nectar, said to be found inside its center, can cure any kind of disease within hours. Panacea Bloom’s grow in the heart of the dark forest, guarded by the Sacred Tree (see page 64). For centuries, elves have looked far and wide for this exotic treasure, but only one elf was successful. Unfortunately, this elf disappeared without a trace, leaving no further evidence.

Phil stopped reading. He let the information roll around in his head. Nature Elves had practiced in the medical field for years, crafting and perfecting medicines made from herbs and flora. The doctors said Martyn’s sickness was incurable, but what if it wasn’t? What if the Panacea Bloom was found?? It had happened before. Surely, it could be found again.

That was all Phil needed. He hurriedly checked out the book, grabbing a couple others like it just in case. He ran out of the library doors and bolted off. He knew what he had to do. He knew he didn’t have much time. And he knew it was crazy, foolish, even dangerous. But what choice did he have? He was sick of just standing around, waiting for his brother to die undeservingly.

He was going to find the Panacea Bloom. And he was going to save his brother.

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Holy shit this is long.
I hope you enjoyed it. Again, go check out Vic’s art and everything else. She’s absolutely amazing.

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for the bros comforting their s/o when they start crying?

u got it, friend (๑و•̀ω•́)و

Noctis: Alarm bells go off in his head right away once he sees the tears start to fall. He fumbles around a bit trying to find the right words, but he swallows them down and steps forward to wrap his arms around them gently. He really isn’t good in situations like these, but he pets their hair lovingly and keeps an arm firmly around their back. “You’re okay. I got you,” he’ll murmur to them until they stop shaking. Once their crying lowers into small sniffs, he’ll take their face in his hands and kiss them on the forehead. He isn’t sure how else to communicate how much he cares for them, so kisses will have to do.

Ignis: “Come, now, no tears,” he might try to chide them, but soon realize it’s too late for that. He’ll place a hand on their head softly and pull them into his shoulder so they can cling onto him if they need to. He uses one hand to keep running his fingers through their hair in a repetitive motion, and the other hand rubs circles on their back. “Shall I make tea?” he offers after a while, but seeing them in their melting state he simply sighs and wipes away some of their tears with a handkerchief. “Please… tell me what I can do to raise your spirits.” (Even he would feel a little helpless in the situation.)

Gladio: He doesn’t say a word, just wraps an arm around them and pulls them to his chest. He’d probably have to sit somewhere just so his partner can curl themselves up in his lap and cry into his shirt. Gladio pats their back over and over like a parent would do, and wipes away their tears with his thumbs. If he’s really at a loss for what to do, it doesn’t show, but he might start humming something in another attempt to take their mind off of whatever’s causing them stress. After they calm down a bit, he places kisses on their cheeks and smiles. “Feel any better?” (He’ll tickle them until they’re laughing if they don’t smile at first.)

Prompto: “Oh no,” he whispers at the first sight of tears. “Oh no, oh no, oh no.” He gathers his partner up in his arms and frantically starts to ramble, “Is everything okay? Are you hurt? Did something happen? Does your stomach hurt? Did I do it?” It’ll take him a moment to realize that his partner is crying a bit too hard to respond to him, so he simply cradles their head so they’re leaned into his neck and strokes their hair. “Shhhh,” he soothes them. “It’s okay. You’re always so strong all the time, it’s amazing, y’know? I just bawl whenever something gets on my mind.” When they start to regain their composure, he grabs their hand. “Alright, who’s ready for a pick-me-up? I vote ice cream!”

SO TODAY AT SCHOOL-

THE BEST THING HAPPENED TO ME HAPPENED TODAY AND I’M STILL SCREAMING-

So I was in algebra and it was the end of class, so I asked my teacher how his weekend was. He said it was great and asked me how was mine, to which I responded with, “I binge-watched my favorite show. I watched like two seasons.”

“Which show?”

I got really nervous because I’m worried about people knowing I watch it and kept darting around it. Eventually I just thought ‘Screw it’ and just said-

“Ah it was a Lego show…”

AND GUYS LEMME TELL YOU HIS EYES WIDENED AND HE FROZE UP AS HE ASKED ME, “Is it NINJAGO?”

AND MY HEART WANTED TO DIE HE KNEW HE WATCHES IT- I SAID YEAH AND HE SAID “NINJAGO’S AWESOME!!! I watch it with my kid all the time- He loves it!!!”

HE THEN STARTED TO NAME OFF THE CHARACTERS AND THIS OTHER STUFF ABOUT THE SHOW AND SAYS HE WANTS TO SHOW HIS KID NEXO KNIGHTS SINCE ITS ANOTHER LEGO SHOW AND HE THINKS HE’LL ENJOY IT AND I AGREED RIGHT AWAY THAT’S A GOOD ONE TOO-

AHHH I WANTED TO CRY MY TEACHERS KNOWS NINJAGO AND WATCHES IT- IM GONNA BUY THAT MAN A ZANE KEYCHAIN HE DESERVES IT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

BEST DAY EVER- My algebra teacher’s like 5'4, possibly nearing his late 30s, bald, very loud, talks really fast, and honestly is a bit scary since he can roast literally anyone he talks to but knowing that he watches it with his son makes me really happy.

Leaning on Yoongi

Posts: One

Pairing: Suga x Y/n

Genre: Drama, Romance

Word Count: 5,363

Synophis; Meeting Yoongi was something you didn’t really wanted but who would knew you needed him more than life itself.



Going to a fan meet for you sick sister wasn’t something you thought you’d ever do but here you were standing in line to meet your sister’s favorite K-pop group. They were named Bts or Bulletproof scouts or bangtan boys, yes You did know a thing or two about the guys but this was mainly because your sister had made you curious and you did like their song “spring day” a lot but you never had the desire to meet them in person. Your sister had bought a lot of gifts, which she wanted to give them, I had a full bag of stuff and on each item, she had put the name for the member.

The minute they came walking in the atmosphere changed into a nervous bunch of girls, which was funny and the girls were all yelling different things at the guys. This went on for a few minutes when we finally had to line up so the fan meet could begin and we were starting with J-Hope, you quickly pulled out the present that she labeled for him and when it was your turn you suddenly got really nervous but you did it anyway.

Hi, what’s your name?” It was such a basic question that you could only stare for a few second which made him smile. “Please don’t be nervous, you’re way too pretty to be nervous.” He was so nice that you finally told your name and quickly gave the gifts. “ thank you, do you have questions you want to ask?” You quickly nodded and got out the notes that your sister made. “My Sister wanted to ask you these questions.”

“Your sister, not you?” You shook your head “Ani, my sister was going to come but she is really sick and is staying at the hospital, so she asked me to come for her.” Jhope grabbed my hand and patted it. “That’s so sweet of you, I will definitely  answer all the questions.” You gave him the notes and he immediately started answering them and the staff took the gifts. “What is your sister’s name?” you told him and that’s when you saw that he was writing a little note to her, which made you smile. “It was nice to meet you,” he told you when you started to move to the next person, who happened to be Jimin, he had heard the story and stretched out his hand for the notes. You quickly gave him his gifts as well and as he was talking while he was writing the answers, you couldn’t help but fall a bit for this cute and handsome man.

Next was Jungkook, who was the maknae if you were correct, he was my sister’s favorite, so you had a bit more for him. She had forbidden you to call him oppa as you were two years older. “Jungkook you are my sister’s bias, so can I please take a picture of you for her?” your story went down the table so they all knew about it and without any hesitation he grabbed your phone and started taking selfies and eventually asked you to be in there as well, which you did of course. Taehyung was exactly the same and Jin even took your phone to record a message together with Rapmonster, it was really sweet of them to do that and you softened up for these handsome guys and understood why your sister was so crazy about them. The last one was Suga and he had been watching everything the entire thing even though he had been busy with other fans. If you had to choose a favorite amongst these guys it would definitely be him. Suga stretched out his hand and you started to give him a hand but he immediately asked for the phone, which you gave completely flustered.

He recorded a little message and even made a few selfies, which all looked too cute. He returned the phone and as you were thanking him, he finally grabbed your hand. “What does your sister have?” You were a bit startled that he asked you this but then again, you were surprised that the other guys didn’t ask about it. “She has leukemia,” you mumbled this because it wasn’t something you felt comfortable talking about, not because it was embarrassing but because it made you really sad because she was your baby sister and if anything you always wanted to protect her but you couldn’t.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” you tried to smile at him but your emotions were overwhelming you but there was no way you wanted to cry in front of him so you thanked him and stood up. You quickly walked away and put the bag with gifts in the security’s hands. The minute you were out of sight you leaned against the wall and tried to get your breathing back to normal, which wasn’t an easy thing when suddenly you heard footsteps approaching. You turned your back to the person and quickly wiped away the tears when the person forced you to turn around. It was no other then Suga himself, who was looking concerned but also a bit apologetic. He didn’t say anything and just pulled you in a hug, which was shocking, to say the least, but who were you to complain, it felt nice and safe in his embrace and part of you just wanted to stay there. He pulled away and raised his hand, only to wipe the lost tears on your face, he did this with so much tenderness, that you almost started to cry again.

“I shouldn’t have asked you, I’m really sorry.” You nodded but didn’t say anything because talking wasn’t your forte at this moment, as you were completely mesmerized by him. “I really didn’t want you to cry, so please stop, you’re way too pretty to cry like this.” he was talking really fast right now and it got a bit harder for me to understand.

“I won’t cry anymore, I promise.” you had to stop him from rambling like crazy. “Good.” we were still standing really close to each other and you finally had picked up the courage to look him in the eyes, boy was that a mistake because his eyes were staring intensely at you, this made you blush like crazy and of course he saw this, which made him smile. “Can I have your number?”

“Why?”

“So that I can call you sometime?” he knew this was weird as he never gave his number to fans. “Really?”

“Ye, I really would love to talk to you more often.” You took a deep breath and gave him your number, as he was putting it in his phone you couldn’t help but study him a bit. He was really handsome, the only object I would have was the fact that he was really slim, not that it was a problem but your type was someone who was built like Jungkook and Jimin. Suga didn’t have those muscles though but he did have a certain charm, which lured you in, which was definitely happening right now.

“Yoongi?” His manager looked around the corner to see where he was and the minute he spotted us, he gestured at Suga that he had to come back. “I have to go back but I promise I will call you.” you nodded whilst already thinking that he probably wouldn’t call you, as you were just a total nobody, you even worked at a cafe, when you didn;t have to go to college, just to save money to pay the bills for my sister’s stay at the hospital, whilst paying for my education. You wanted to become an artist and you actually was a trainee but due personal circumstances you had to stop as you had to take care of your sister, so now you majored in art and danced on the side if time allowed it.

The next few days were flying by. You worked a lot whilst doing homework, as you only had each other, you spend every free second in the hospital. “Unni, you should go out, I mean it’s Friday, don’t you want to spend time with your friends?”

“I’m perfectly fine sweetheart.” You smiled at her and as she looked up from her phone, I was a bit startled to see how pale she had become in just a matter of minutes. “Are you really okay?” she nodded but the minute she did that, she started to cough. “Doctor!” you yelled as you pressed the emergency button, they came running in and as they worked on my sister, you had to step out, so that they could do their job. This was getting worse and you really didn’t know how much time there was left. You let yourself slide down against the wall and just sat there waiting for the doctors to be done when your phone started buzzing. You took a look and saw a number you didn’t recognize. “Hello?”

“Hi, is this y/n?”

“Ye, why?”

“It’s Yoongi or Suga from bts, remember?” You vaguely remembered but this really wasn’t important right now.

“I do remember but I really don’t have time, I’m sorry.”  You hung up the phone because the last you needed now was a guy, it would be too much of a distraction. The doctors finally came walking out and they smiled assuring at you but you weren’t having it because you needed to know why her conditions were getting worse. “Excuse me?” The doctor turned around and you took a deep breath. “Why is my sister getting worse?”

“We know more by tomorrow, so please just take care of your sister and come talk to me tomorrow, okay.” This made you so angry because he looked so down at you, just because you weren’t rich.

You walked back in the room and saw that she was sleeping, which was a good thing and it gave you time to get something to eat. You quickly walked into a subway restaurant and ordered, when your phone rang again. It was again Suga’s number, you couldn’t ignore him again as you already had been way too rude to him, maybe if you explained the situation he would understand and just leave you alone because that’s all you wanted. “Hello?”

“Are you okay?”

“No, I’m not, I’m sorry for being so rude before but I was at the hospital.”

“Is your sister okay?”

“She is sleeping right now.”

“Ah okay.” There was a small pause before he continued, which didn’t feel awkward at all “Do you want to talk about?” You already answered yes before he could even finish his sentence because in order to end this before something could start you had to break it off. You told him where he could find you and within a few minutes, he walked in. He looked good, with his glasses and modern clothes, he looked like a university student and as his eyes found yours, you felt your heart skip a beat, this was probably going to be a lot harder than you had thought.

“Do you want something to drink?” you offered but he shook his head and sat down, he had a worried expression on his face and you assumed it was because you looked terrible, your hair was all over the place, this was something you knew. “You don’t look so good.” You shrugged and sipped your drink, he stared at you waiting patiently for you to start talking but how do you talk about something like this. It wasn’t like you knew him that well and most importantly, you really didn’t want to bother him with your messed up life. “Look I already told you my sister has leukemia right? Well it just got worse during this week and that’s why I really don’t have time for this.” you gestured between the two of you. “I’m flattered to be liked by a handsome guy like you but I really need to focus on my little sister, so please don’t call me anymore.”

You stood up but before you could walk away he grabbed your arm and pulled you back into your seat. “Yah, can I say something as well. I know you think you don’t need anyone but you’re mistaken, you need someone to support you as well and that’s exactly what I’m going to do as much as I can.”

“Why? I mean you don’t even know me.”

“I know more than you think. I now that you are trying to keep afloat, with your job and your school, whilst taking care of your little sister and then there is the problem with the hospital bills, so that’s why you need someone to take care of you.”

You got up and walked away without saying a word. “Who does he think he is?” you said out loud, this was a habit that you made as you were indeed a bit lonely. You got back in the room and closed the door, hoping he didn’t follow you because you wouldn’t be surprised as he was pretty sure of himself. When he didn’t show up you finally relaxed and started doing your homework, you were making drawings of your sister, which was going to be your final project, you were documenting her time in the hospital and the changes were shocking, the drawings showed how much worse she had become but for me it was a healing process, at least that was what one of the nurses had said.

You must have fallen asleep because you woke up to two people talking, one was your sister but the other was a bit hard to recognize. “Eonni(unni) are you awake? Look who is here.” You opened your eyes and stretched for a second when your eyes fell on the guy next to your sister. It was no other than Suga who was smiling at you “Good morning, did you sleep well?”

“What are you doing here?”

“Eonni(unni) Don’t talk to him like that, he is still older than you!”

“Really, she is younger?” he smiled at that and you already knew what was coming. “You should call me Oppa than.” You shook your head in denial, this was just not happening.

“Why are you here?”

“I told you I would take care of you right? So it was only normal that I would introduce myself to your sister.”

“Don’t you have a schedule?”

“Ani, we just finished our world tour, we have a month off.” You got up and walked out of the room to wash your face, this was a dream that was all, you kept telling yourself but the thing was, this dream kept repeating itself for at least a week. You fell asleep only to find Yoongi sitting next to your sister’s bed, happily joking around, he came in the early morning and left around 9 am only to return the next morning, this meant that he was busy but you got used to it and for your sister’s sake you said nothing about it and you had to admit that with him being there you had a few more hours for yourself.

It was late when Yoongi walked in and to my surprise he brought all the guys with him, they all smiled at you when they saw you sitting and your sister started to scream in excitement and she practically jumped into Jungkook’s arms, this made you smile but you worried immediately because she wasn’t allowed to get this excited not because you didn’t want to but it was for her own sake. “Jungkook, will you please put her back in bed.” he did what I asked, this made your sister angry, though, she didn’t say a thing but just pouted and before you could say a thing Yoongi scolded her. “Hae-Soo you know you have to keep calm and listen to your sister.”

This surprised you but you didn’t say anything about it, it make the members share a look of surprise but they decided to ignore it as they were talking to Hae-Soo. You were drawing the guys when the doctor came walking in, the guys stopped talking as if they felt something was wrong. “Miss y/n? Can you come with me please?” Your shoulders dropped when he ask you to come with him because that meant he couldn’t discuss it in front of others, which meant nothing good. To your surprise, Yoongi followed you out, which surprised the doctor. “I would like to talk to Miss Y/N in private.”

“Everything you have to say to her, you can tell it in front of me, so please continue.” this time you didn’t object as you had a bad feeling and if it was true then I could use the support. You followed him into his office and sat down when he offered. “Are you sure he can hear this as well?” the doctor asked again and you quickly nodded, wanted to get this over with. “I’m afraid I don’t have good news.” he stopped to see you were still okay. You were playing with your hands out nervousness until Yoongi grabbed them and held them in his, he gently squeezed to let you know he was there for you and this made you breathe a bit easier.  

“What do you mean?”

“Your sister’s condition has worsened tremendously, which means that the weeks she had been given are shortened to not more than three weeks.” You just stared at the doctor like he had two heads instead of one, why was he telling me that my sister just had three more weeks to live, what for nonsense was that? Without noticing it I had been squeezing the life out of Yoongi’s hands, I only noticed it when he pulled out one of his hands and put his arm around my shoulder. “Do you understand what I am telling you, miss?” You nodded slowly because if you would answer right now, you would scream like the world has ended.

“What does this mean?” Yoongi asked this for you and you would be forever grateful for this. “It means that we are going to make her last few weeks as comfortable as possible and that she has to say goodbye.”

“Can she stay at home in her last few weeks?”

“She can, we’ll make sure there is a nurse available to help you at home.”

“Do we need to do something for her to be comfortable?”

“Just be there with her, make sure she knows she is loved.” Yoongi nodded and you knew they were waiting for you to say something but there were a million thoughts running through your mind right now. “Thank you doctor, can we sign her release documents?”

“Yes, I will tell the nurse to get one for you and again I’m really sorry.” Yoongi bowed and pulled me with him. When we were outside the office he didn’t stop to let me breathe, he pulled me into an empty room and closed the door. He turned towards you and just waited and that’s when everything happened at the same time, at first I started having trouble breathing, next thing you know you are in Yoongi’s arms, while he is trying to soothe you by whispering gentle words of encouragement. You were sobbing into his shirt but you couldn’t stop it. You were shaking and sweating at the same time, it was as if your entire world just vanished and Yoongi was the last thing that tried to pull you together. “Just let it out, I’m here.” he was saying this over and over again until I finally started to breathe normally again, you did have the hiccups and were still crying but it all slowed down after awhile. You couldn’t be like this in front of your baby sister, you had to be strong and as this slowly sank in you looked up to see a worried Yoongi looking back, You scared the shit out of him that was for sure but at least he didn’t run away. “Are you okay now?” he asked quietly and you nodded slowly and focussed on his eyes when he wiped away your tears, he even went as far as to kiss you gently on your forehead. “Let’s go.”

You got up and wobbled a bit, Yoongi noticed this and caught you. “Be careful Yagi.” You heard the word of endearment and even though you didn’t have time for it, it did feel nice. He intertwined his fingers with you and together you walked into the hospital room and when you looked at your sister’s face you knew she knew but she still tried to smile. “It’s going to okay Eonni(unni).” she tried to console you, which made it harder because she shouldn’t be the one who had to console someone.  “Let’s go home, okay?” she nodded and quickly climbed out of bed. Yoongi gave us the room so she could get dressed and you could pack her things when she suddenly put her arms around you. “Don’t be sad, it will be okay.” that made you cry again and this time you pulled her into your embrace and together you cried, knowing that this was the last time you could cry in front of her. After a while, you were finally done with packing and the three of you left the hospital.

The next few weeks were a hell as in pretending to be okay, whilst everything inside you screamed at the entire world. You smiled while you didn’t want to smile, you just wanted to curse at the world. Yoongi was a really big help, as he was around as much as he could, even when he had to do things with Bts he never failed to come by to check up on you. He often brought the other guys to keep your sister company, which gave you some time to let off steam and never did you know that Yoongi would be the one who was the one helping me let off some steam. It started the first day after you came home. It was so hard that when Yoongi came in with J-Hope and Jimin, that he immediately took you to your bedroom to just talk but it ended up with a passionate slash desperate kiss and he never once rejected you. The minute you kissed him you wanted to pull back but he put his arms around you and kissed you back, he was aggressive at first and even pulled at your lip, which made you moan, when that happened he softened the kiss and made you long for more when he finally pulled back. This was the start of more and eventually you ended up in bed with each other, this was during the night after you had cleaned up her blood, you were definitely desperate and that’s when Yoongi walked through the door.

That night you spend your time in Yoongi’s arms. He consoled you and made love to you slowly. You cried quietly when he was being gentle and he kissed your tears away, making you fall even deeper, it had been perfect and it was also the moment you realised that you loved Yoongi with all your heart, you knew that it just wasn’t the time to tell him because he probably thought you were only using him to help you get through a tough time.

After two weeks your baby sister began to sleep through entire days, which meant it was nearly at its end and it became harder and harder. You had taken care of everything and were just waiting at her bedside. Yoongi was there a lot, together with the members, it was like you had suddenly gained a family and you wouldn’t know what to do without them. You hadn’t said goodbye yet to her but you knew you had to before it was too late. “Miss, I think it’s time.” the nurse had been a quiet factor in your house and you were so thankful for her help. “Are you sure?”

“I am, I think that if you want to say goodbye, this will be the only chance left.” You had to gulp a few times before you turned to your sleeping sister and before saying a thing you took a deep breath and her hand in yours. “My baby sister, I’m sorry I couldn’t save you. I will miss you so so much but just know it’s okay to go. Go see our parents and tell them I love them okay? I would have given my life for you if I could, you are my everything and you will never be out of my heart. Just know that your Eonni(unni) loves you and it’s okay, just rest now.” you crawled beside her and took her in your arms and as you laid like this you could still feel a faint heartbeat.

You opened your eyes and knew it was over, your sister had passed away, her heart wasn’t beating anymore and she was cold. You felt the first tears when they dropped on your hand which laid on her tiny chest. You didn’t know how long you lay like this but eventually, you were lifted from the bed. “NO, I DON’T WANT TO GO!” You were frantic right now and tried to get out of his hold. “I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE HER, LET GO OFF ME!” you yelled again but it was like everyone was deaf. They took her away in a funeral car whilst Yoongi held you back, you had calmed down after the nurse gave you a tranquilizer, it was as if you landed in your personal hell and all the sunshine had left. Yoongi took you to bed and just held you whilst you cried, he never once checked his phone, which meant he had informed the guys and Big Hit Entertainment and they were okay with him being here for you. When the day of the funeral broke, you just got dressed in traditional mourning clothes and you were surprised by all the people who came by paying their respect. Yoongi stayed by your side the entire time and the other guys were helping out. You weren’t sure how you survived the day but Yoongi gave you your space at a certain point, you knew it was late but he never made you leave. You stayed two days and at the day she got buried you had yourself back together and did everything you should. Yoongi held your hand and the other guys walked behind you.

After that day, life got back to normal and you didn’t see Yoongi that much as you had to focus on your job and college. You did miss him a lot but what could you do? He had his schedule and you also had your schedule. You were spending almost all your time in school, working on your project which was almost done and would be your last assignment before you graduated, it were a lot of paintings of your sister and her last few weeks but you also used old pictures, which meant you had an entire lifeline and as the last few months flew by you had graduated with the highest scores and you also got offered your own gallery.
This would be your chance to thank the guys for everything they did, especially Yoongi and maybe now was the time to confess to him. You made your agency send an invite to the guys and they had actually accepted it, which made you nervous but happy. When the day started, you made sure everything was as you wanted and as you walked through your gallery with your agent, you felt proud and sad at the same time because here you could look at your sister smiling, crying and being silly but knowing that she wasn’t here to see it herself, well it had a double feeling. “You should get ready.”

“I should right. I will be back in an hour.” you quickly pulled on a black cocktail dress and high heels. You already did your hair and it hung down your back in curls. Your makeup was natural and your jewelry existed out of a beautiful golden necklace, which had belonged to your sister and you wore earrings but that was all. Your manager texted you to let you know that it was time. You quickly made your way back to the gallery and you were actually nervous when you saw the line of people waiting to get in. You smiled when you saw the bts boys, the looked nice and curious. When my manager let everyone in, you stayed back until she introduced you, she let everyone look around and you could hear gasps. They were talking vividly about the artwork and you instantly knew it was a big success. It was time to introduce me and you just waited.

“Everyone, thank you so much for coming. I hope you enjoyed everything so far, this artist has just graduated college but as you can see she is really gifted and we were lucky that she signed to our company, let give a round of applause for the talented Y/N.” You quickly got out of the backroom and took the little stage. “Thank you all so much for the love. It’s an honor to be presented by these lovely people. These paintings are deeply woven into my heart, The little girl you see on each picture is my little sister, she died a few months ago and before she died, I decided that the best way to remember her is to put her in everlasting paintings. She was and still is my muse and inspiration that will never be forgotten. I learned a lot from her and this is my way to thank her for being there even though it was hard for her. As you can see it’s not only my sister that I painted but also the people around her and I want to thank the men of Bts for their support at the end. They have become a family and I know that my sister thought of you as her close brothers, so thank you so much for making her life just a little bit better. Thank you all again for coming tonight and I really wish you all the best life you can get, thank you.” you ended with a bow. Everyone clapped and even whistled after you ended your speech. You couldn’t stay inside though as you needed some air and without knowing it someone followed you onto the roof but the minute his arms pulled you in a hug, you knew.

“You were amazing Yagi.” he kissed you gently at your neck and you completely relaxed in his arms because he felt warm and it was like coming home from a long journey. “Do you think she is looking at us?” you couldn’t help but ask and you felt him nodding. “I think she is looking at you and she feels really proud of everything you have achieved.”

“Yoongi?”

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.” he turned you around and with the setting sun, his eyes were even more beautiful and you felt lost in them. “Don’t ever thank me for this okay.” you nodded as he wiped away the strand of hair that the wind had blown on your face.

“I should have said this earlier but I was afraid that you thought it was because I was in pain but I love you.” he looked at me with a soft smile and when he lowered his head he mumbled against my lips “I know yagi.” and kissed you gently when he pulled away he turned you around so he could give you a back hug. It was beautiful to see the sun going down and as the last colors faded he kissed me again on my neck and quietly mumbled.

“I love you too.”

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Bonding Over Injuries

First, just letting you know that this is my longest fanfic to the time and it has been a wild ride. At one point I was just thinking about giving up but well, I decided to continue and this is the result. Hope you enjoy it and every type of feedback is accepted! Thank you in advanced!

summary: Evan Lester and Millie Howell have hated each other for who knows how long and so do their dads; until Millie gets injured. How will the two adults adapt to their kids’ new friendship after being enemies for so long?

words: 13.6k

trigger warnings: hospitals, broken bones, descriptive nightmares, mentions of blood

author’s note: i don’t really know anything about medical things and I have never experienced a broken bone either so probably this is inaccurate and i’m sorry

“Dad, c'mon, I want to go on the swings and if we don’t go fast the big kids are going to take them…” a 7 year old Evan Lester said as he dragged his father faster to the park.

“Evan, we aren’t in a hurry, see? We are already here. Now go, have fun!” Phil said walking towards one of the few empty benches that weren’t occupied by parents, relatives or nannies after seeing his son run rapidly to the only free swing that was left. 

He watched him swing carefree and happy for a while and reassuring himself that Evan was fine he took out the book he had brought to read. It was going to be a relaxing day.

He was engrossed on his book when he spotted a shadow next to him, knowing it was Evan. “You tired?” he chuckled, knowing his son was such an energetic child he never got tired.

“Dad, you know I never get tired!” Evan huffed, “just coming here to tell you that I will be playing cops and robbers with other kids and… Millie.” he pulled a disgusted face when he said her name.

Millie Howell was Evan’s classmate. They both had been in the same class since they were babies and never got along well. Phil and Millie’s father, Dan, had often ended up at the principal’s office after his son and Millie had pranked each other in some way or another, getting on a fight that ended up with both of them being scolded by their fathers.

As stubborn fathers they both were, they always thought the fault it was the other’s child, so they often ended up also arguing and never tried to get along either. They were often worse than their children to be honest.

“Oh Millie,” Phil rapidly scanned the park around to spot her father, not really wanting to see the other parent, but relaxed when he didn’t see Dan. He guessed Millie was here with a nanny so he didn’t mind it much. “well, don’t worry about her, okay? now go, be the best cop you can and catch all those robbers!”

And with that Evan ran toward his team, who were probably conspiring on what to do to catch the other kids. Phil put his book aside and decided to follow the game, it was entertaining to see his ginger munchkin run around to catch the other kids. That when he heard a loud sharp cry.

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Abandon All Hope (Part 6)

A/N: This was a fic I have been really excited about writing. Believe me, I was constantly talking about it to my friend for days. This is kinda an AU but kinda not. Everything that is happening in TWD is still happening. Some stuff has changed for the Winchesters background with Supernatural but there’s still a lot of the same things happening. I hope you all enjoy and would love to hear your positive feedback. Let me know if you’d like to be tagged.

A/N 2: Thank you all so much for all the love and support. Means the world to me! :)

Summary: (y/n) Winchester is just trying to survive the new world of the apocalypse with her brothers, Sam and Dean. While looking for your father, John, you come across two men who welcome you to their community, Alexandria. The events that follow will test the limits of not only your mind and body, but also your heart.

Pairings: Eventual Daryl x reader (almost), Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader

Characters: (y/n), Daryl, Sam, Dean, Rick, Negan, Rosita, Dwight, Saviors, Abraham, Glenn, Maggie, Carl, Saviors, Simon

Word Count: 2217

Warnings: language, angst as fuck, death, Negan (yes he’s a warning), smidge of fluff

Tagging: @thewalkingdeadfanfiction, @daryldixonwife1987, @omlbeans, @the-silver-iris, @sebbylover24, @megsense, @loricwizardbluetoastedcake, @youandyourstupidrope, @canadianjelly, @abnormal-angel, @shinydixon, @onlydarylnormanfic, @jodiereedus22, @crystallovesdaryl, @negan-dixon, @deepsouth, @multifandomizer, @sapphire1727, @johnmurphys-sass, @waayward-angel, @sassy-specter, @tiquismiquis, @frozenhuntress67, @saintflandus, @steve-rcgcrs, @jasondialurentisnews

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Originally posted by steals-dreams

“Man oh man, I do not appreciate you killing my men.” Negan said while standing back up from his crouching position in front of Rick. You watched as the man you knew to be your father threaten your new group. “Also, when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. Not cool. Not fucking cool.”

Negan began to make his little speech while swinging the bat he had in his hand. You recognized it to be your fathers, but it was now wrapped with barbed wire. You felt numb to the world. You knew something bad was going to happen you just didn’t know how bad it will be. You didn’t even notice the tears in your eyes until they started to drip down your face. You felt Daryl squeeze your hand a little tighter to try and reassure you, but you both knew it wasn’t going to help much.

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New Tales from the Old Forest

So this OS+sequel is officially it’s own separate verse now. 

First, thank you all so much for the enthusiasm. Second, thanks so so much to @katie-dub for keeping me motivated and for the gorgeous banner below. And, third, have a Valentine’s Days installment.

New Tales from the Old Forest; ~ 2, 300 words; FF.NET || AO3

It’s not that she’s not used to being alone on this day. She has been alone on every single February 14th for the last ten years. And the one before that, on which she wasn’t, she doesn’t like to think about. Not about the stolen bracelet that was probably a present for someone, a gesture of love and affection, meaningful in ways it wasn’t in her hands. She doesn’t like to think about the fancy restaurant in which her palms kept itching and she felt like she was sitting too straight the whole time. One of the last bills they’d ran out on but not the first by far. One of the first charity shop skirts she’d torn but not the last by far.

Emma doesn’t like to think about any of that. And she doesn’t like to think about Valentine’s Day all that much either. She doesn’t hate it – not because of missed opportunities or past sullied experiences. She doesn’t even mind the hearts and the pink and all that over-the-top jazz. What frustrates her is the unnecessary hassle – the longer queues in her favourite coffee shop, the multiple questions of whether she’d like the red velvet Valentine’s cupcake instead, of whether she’d like their 2for1, 2forLove promotion, of whether she wants her bear claw in a heart shaped box. No, no and what even?

She wouldn’t mind the day one bit, if only it would mind itself. And keep out of her face for a good, old-fashioned, grey, just-that-bit-too-chilly-to-be-bareable February day.

So no, it’s not that she’s not used to being alone and it’s not that she hates the holiday. It’s just that it’s kinda hard to completely ignore a holiday that’s all about love and romance when you’ve found yourself in a sort of… budding romance. When you can actually picture a hand holding one of the numerous roses sold on the corner before Granny’s. When you can see yourself taking out two glasses instead of just the bottle and the corkscrew. When you can just imagine putting on something cheesy and as over-the-top as everything else and tucking your feet under someone’s thigh.

When you can close your eyes and conjure up that particular shade of blue that-

“MOM!”

For a bail bonds person, the way she jumps out of her skin is an embarrassment and then some.

“Jesus fuc- Kid! Easy on the eardrums, would you?”

Henry gives her that patent look every kid knows how to give an old(er) person. That inimitable ‘are you serious? is old age getting to you?’ look. It’s not her favourite one, to be honest.

“I’ve been knocking on the window for a solid minute,” he deadpans.

Emma opens her mouth to reply but realizes the reason she was so out of it and decides to save herself any additional embarrassment. Instead she reaches over and opens the passenger door so Henry can finally get in.

“I’ll make it up to you by letting you choose dinner.”

“Can I save that for future usage?”

“Huh?”

“Miss Blanchard is throwing a Valentine’s party for all her students.”

“A Valentine’s party. For 10-year-olds,” Emma gives him her own ‘are you serious?’ look.

“It’s not so much Valentine’s as it’s fairytales and lots of Disney.”

He says it with his most mature tone, no doubt in an attempt to convince her of Miss Blanchard’s sanity but Emma can see his eyes sparkling. A fairytales party, for God’s sake.

“And I may or may not have promised to bring my book.”

She doesn’t even have to ask which book.

Henry.

“Killian said it’s fine!”

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Misdialed

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 13 (2.0) PART 14 END

Text series with last part as a fan fiction - can be read alone

AO3 version

Word count: 9,787

Paring: Jungkook x reader

Warning: Super fluff, cliche, gross gooey, cheesy asf


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anonymous asked:

i don't hate zen but i love readin abt cheater zen, i think he's the most likely to accidentally do something to hurt mc. obv he would regret it but accidentally or not, cheating is cheating. i would like to request zen cheating on mc and mc not! being understanding for months. mc finds peace after months and they resolve things but mc moves on and possibly finds comfort in other rfa member or v? the main thing i would want is mc not being forgiving and instantly understanding. she got feels too

I don’t know if actual Zen would really do something to hurt her feelings. I mean, he kinda seems like the best bf material in the whole game, if you put aside the narcissism and the career issues. But, even then, he’s still lovable. I…I can never bring myself to hate him. orz Damn cheeky bastard.
Actually, I think the only two people who would accidentally hurt MC’s feelings would be our twin boys, but it wouldn’t be on purpose, they love her too much to do that.
Regardless I’ll still write this out (*・∀-)☆ I do want to make it clear that for these types of scenarios, the cheating ones moreso, I do think they’re extremely OOC, BUT we all have our own opinions!

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It was obvious he shouldn’t have done it. After a few days of you gone, moved in with someone in the RFA (No one would tell him who), your absence hit him the most. A week after, and he couldn’t even focus at practice- Getting his lines mixed up with apologies he kept forming for you.

Thankfully, you didn’t try to make this ‘public’ for him. He didn’t know why, but it gave him a bit of hope. Maybe he could fix this? Maybe he could prove that you meant so much more to him than that coworker…

Buzzed with feelings of hope and his fourth can of beer, he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts, finding your name and, after a deep breath, calling.

The first ring he started holding his breath. After the second ring, he knew that’s when your phone would start going off. What were you doing right now? Were you crying? Waiting for him to call you back? Wait-

You sent him to voicemail. He wanted to leave one, but apparently your inbox was full? 

How many people were calling you…Was it about this? Was from old boyfriends or guys who were wanting you now that you were single??

He set his can down, navigating through his phone menu to the old streams of text messages the two of you had shared. He almost went through them again, having his heart ache at how sweet things were before he fucked up, but his worries of you with another man fueled him to start working on a new message.

Starting it off with apologies, he skipped any awkward greetings, and as he was working on trying to type out his worries and love for you, he got a text from you.

Don’t call me again. Don’t force me to block your number, Zen, and just leave me alone.

Why would you want to block his number? Frowning, he hastily finished his text and sent it, hoping his apology would help-

Zen, I’m not even going to read that. Stop messaging me, or else I’ll get Seven to block this number, or any other numbers you try to contact me on.

His throat was dry instantly. Were you…Staying with Seven? Was it in a friendly way or was he taking this opening to…

He rubbed at his eyes a bit, trying to think of something to send.

“You won’t even consider my apology?”

Sending it without a second though, he started tapping his foot anxiously, waiting for your reply. If you were staying with Seven, he could block the number very quickly. That was probably childs play for him.

He watched the time on his phone seemingly refusing to move past onto the next minute. He felt his eyes start to ache, his lungs burn as he couldn’t breathe out.

No, I won’t. Zen, I didn’t ask anything from you. I let you follow your career, I let you flirt with your fans, I let you go out drinking- All because I trusted you. I thought I shouldn’t have to worry because you seemed so loyal, and I didn’t want to be overbearing. I didn’t want you thinking I was an uptight bitch or something. But, apparently, even that and everything else I did for you wasn’t enough. My love wasn’t enough for you, and I’m not falling for the same trap twice.

Now seriously, stop texting me. Don’t try to call, don’t even look at me the next time you see me. I’m only keeping your number in case of some RFA related emergency, and that’s it, but id I need to I will have it blocked.

You’re not worth my time anymore, Zen, and it’s time that I finally give it to a person who deserves it.

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Seven watched you as your lips trembled, tears rolling down your cheeks as you shakily put down your phone, trying repeatedly to maintain some facade to show that this wasn’t affecting you as badly as it was.

Slowly, gingerly, he wrapped an arm around you, and you wasted no time burying yourself against him, letting out a pitiful sob.

“I can have it to where he stops texting you, I can, it’s very quick. You don’t need him trying to again and again.”

You shook your head against his chest, and he felt his heart break for you. You had done so much for all of them, so much more than anyone. You didn’t deserve your heart aching like this.