This is my first EXO reaction and it is a gang/mafia!au. Hope you enjoy it (:
*Note: I don’t own any of the gifs <3
Minseok- Minseok was playing the piano waiting for your date
night. Today was going to be the night! You two had been together for 3 and a
half years and he finally decided that he needed to marry you. Plus, at least
through marriage he could protect you from his enemies a lot better as his name
did carry some weight in the underworld.
Though his underworld activities
were a mystery to you. That was until a couple of police approached you about
your boyfriend’s recent travels to Hong Kong. Of course, you knew he went
there, he had called you every morning and night just to wish you ‘good
morning’, ‘good night’, and ‘I love you’. He told you he was there for his
business. He took the trips before to other East Asian countries, so it wasn’t
odd for you to have him gone. However, now the police were showing you pictures
of your three and a half year boyfriend with a known triad member shaking
hands. No matter how you tried to make an excuse, you couldn’t make sense of
The police left you after they
realized they would have no leads through you. You rushed home and threw your
necessary items into a duffle bag. You couldn’t face Minseok. Honestly, the
fact you found out about his secret life scared the shit out of you. You fled
to your ex-boyfriend’s home as he was the last person Minseok would look at to
find where you were.
Minseok ran his hands over the
piano keys as he looked down at his watch. You should have been at his home by
now. He received a call from one of his men who he had go over to your place.
In doing so, his men stumbled across your unnatural messy home. His minion also
told him about the encounter with the police. Minseok listened to his man
before he hit the piano keys. He knew you ran away, but he wasn’t going to let
you go that easily.
Junmyeon- You were waiting for your boyfriend, Junmyeon, at
the airport. Suho was doing business in Japan on the weekend of your birthday
and you beg and pleaded to go with him. You wanted to spend your birthday with
him. So, in an instant, there you were, in Japan waiting for Suho to pick you
up. However, when you saw a patrol cruiser pull up and two officers approaching
you asking to bring you in for questioning, you began to panic. As you were led
to the back seat and your luggage was thrown into the back trunk of the police
cruiser, you asked what was going on, but you got no answers.
Junmyeon just wrapped up his
meeting with a yakuza drug dealer and he was on his way to the airport. He had
texted you to let you know he was heading to get you and how thrilled he was to
see you, but he received no reply back. Out of concern, he pulled up his GPS
and when he found your location, his blood boiled as he u-turned his car and
headed to the police department. His hands tightly gripped the steering wheel
as he made plans to make them pay for getting you.
You sat in the interrogation room
for an hour upset and shaking. “Just tell
us what we want to know and you are free to go.” The detective stated.
You wrapped your cardigan tighter around your body as you
cried, “I don’t know what you want from
me… I’ve told you that…”
The detective slammed his hands on
the metal table and rushed to your side. “Look
at these pictures!” You turned away from the file of corpses that the
detective had laid out for you to see. “I
said, look at them!” He was done playing the good cop. You looked at the
pictures reluctantly and when your eyes grazed the first one you cried. “You know Kim Junmyeon! You know he’s here
in Japan. Is he here to kill someone else?”
“Junmyeon isn’t a
killer! I told you that!”
The door to the interrogation room
swung open and Junmyeon appeared calm and collective. His eyes looked from the
detective to you, “Sweetie, come here.”
You darted out of the chair and ran to Junmyeon’s side. His arm wrapped around
your waist. “Detective, was there a
reason you picked up my lovely girlfriend from the airport? I had planned to
get her myself, but you went out of your way to get her. I appreciate it, but
the two of us will be going.” He led you out of the interrogation room and
shot the detective a cold glare.
He sat you down on the couch and
kneeled in front of you. “Angel, did they
hurt you?” You shook your head as he took your hands in his. “I’m sorry. That must have been scary. Don’t
worry, it won’t happen again. I promise.”
That night, you were in bed when Junmyeon
received a phone call. He picked up the phone and looked over at your figure
assuming you were still asleep. He answered the phone, “Is it done? … I want him to never be found, do you understand?” He
hung up the phone and lied down beside you again before he fell asleep. You,
however, were wide awake and scared. Was the detective telling you the truth
about Junmyeon? You didn’t want to find out. You slipped out from under his arm
and you grabbed your bag that you didn’t unpack. You looked at Junmyeon one
last time as a tear fell.
The next morning, he was alerted
about your disappearance and he shook his head knowing you couldn’t have gotten
very far. He quickly got dressed, “Bring
me my car.”
Yixing- It was an honest mistake. He didn’t mean for you to get kidnapped by the enemy. He didn’t mean for you to see him kill a man who took you for a simple drug trade gone wrong. Yixing never wanted you to get involved and he tried to make sure your safety was always guaranteed, but he failed and that led to this moment.
He dropped you off at your apartment knowing you were too scared to talk, but he knew you probably didn’t want to see him for a while. Yixing kissed your cheek and told you he would come to over the moment he got a call from you when you wanted to talk.
However, that call never came and after a week, he went to your apartment only to find a new tenant. In a panic, he called his men and his allies to put a search out for you. You could have been kidnapped again, but there was no ransom. Did his enemies kill you? His worries eased when his allies called him letting him know you were indeed a live and well. But, his stomach dropped when he was told about your new appearance. He realized that you were trying to start a life without him and he was selfish. He couldn’t just let you go.
“Where has she
“Jeju Island, sir?”
(insert gif) “Oh? Wow,
I’m surprised she stuck to Korea. It won’t be hard to get her back. Get my
Baekhyun- There he was, waiting in the dining room for you
to enter. This was his first attempt at making dinner for two and honestly he
was worried. What if the chicken was overcooked? Or what if the broccoli tasted
like rubber? Though Baekhyun didn’t show it, he was nervous. Would you accept
him for what he was? A drug dealer. A man who could say one word and a person
could end up dead.
You were nothing special, but to him, you were it. You were
all he needed. Sure, you worked as a mere elementary teacher, but that’s how he
fell for you. The way you were with kids, he knew that you were meant to be his
wife and the future mother of his children.
Now, here he was waiting for you to make your appearance for
your date night. Every Sunday nights were in home date nights, it was what you
wanted. What you wanted, you would get. However, the first hour passed and he
began to worry. Were you that scared of him? Did knowing who he really was
scare you? He only told you because he thought your love for each other was
enough for you to know he would never hurt you.
“Sir, we found this
ring, note, and phone out by the garbage.”
Baekhyun grabbed the note after seeing your phone and ring
in the man’s hand. He took a sip of his wine as he read the note, “Ah, so she decided to run away from me.” He
was hurt of course, but he knew that regardless of if you accepted him or not,
he couldn’t let you just leave him. One, he loved you too much. Two, you knew
his secret. Those who knew his secret were either on his side or they were at
the bottom of the Han River. He took a bite of his vegetables.
“Should we go track
“No, let her run. I’ll
get her as soon as I finish my dinner.”
Jongdae- You tried to run from Jongdae. Honestly, you tried.
Yet, here you were being dragged off into a random room at a random business party.
Jongdae had gone about the part as if nothing changed between you two. You were
his fiancée that he was ready to marry you. He treated you no different than he
always did. You two were known to be the perfect couple. The love you two
shared was obvious to all those who knew you two. Small movements like fixing
your shoe strap to tying his tie were simple things that defined your love. However,
what no one knew was that the perfect couple was no more. Yes, the love was
there, but there was also doubt and distrust.
You were engaged to a monster. Someone who was cold and
calculated. Someone you saw have a rival killed right before his eyes in a
public street. It was all a plan to make sure no blood was on his hands as his
men took out his business rival. A sniper. No one could accuse Jongdae of the
murder. No one except you. You knew it was him and you confronted him about it.
He was honest and upfront about it. There was no remorse. In fact, when he told
you, he laughed about it.
Now, here you were. At a party to turn the business party
into an engagement announcement. You excused yourself for some air and walked
out onto the back porch of the mansion. The air felt like ice cutting your
skin. You stared out to the backyard and saw your exit. However, the moment you
took off your heels to prepare yourself for the run, you felt a hand grab your
wrist and tug you back towards them. You looked up to see a solemn looking
Jongdae, but he said nothing.
And so there you were, getting dragged through the empty corridor
and into an empty ballroom and slammed the doors shut. He pulled at his hair in
“What do you think you
were going to do, love?”
“What do you think?” You
spat. “I will never stay with a man like
“Sure, babe. Say what
you want.” Jongdae blew off your words as a mere child temper tantrum.
“I’ll help the police
send your ass to jail!”
(insert gif) “Baby
girl, I get you need a second to soak in the truth about me, but understand
this-” he walked towards you and pinned you by the neck against the wall-“I may love you, but I will not put up with
betrayal. Not from my men and not from my future wife. Do you understand, baby
The fact that it was March, almost April, was crazy. You were getting into some different colleges and so was Jungkook. It was weird that sooner or later you’d be departing from each other. You’d been thinking about it so much recently. You knew you two would have the summer and everything. It was just that you had been waiting so long for Jungkook to be yours and then all too soon you would be split up. It was like you couldn’t win.
You were trying not to think about it and obviously it wasn’t working.
Ok so I really loved this request and when I got it I was super excited because that morning I had been thinking of the exact same thing. Sadly though it contains major spoilers for Seven’s route and Secret Ending #1. So if you don’t want to know things about either of those then please don’t read it. The whole thing is quite long so I’ve split it into two parts!
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Again, MAJOR SPOILERS FOR SEVEN’S ROUTE AND SECRET ENDING #1.
Genre: Angst, fluff, maybe some smut in the future
Member: Park Jimin
“Your soulmate clock is actually a countdown of how long your soulmate has left to live and holy shit you have to find your soulmate soon because your clock says you have three months left.” (source.)
A/N: Surprise!! :D A little present because I haven’t written and posted anything for a long time ;) I had this in my drafts for a while, and I decided to go on with it and post it because I love soulmate aus and especially ANGSTY soulmate aus. I think I will split up this fic into two or three parts. It won’t be a long one anyways.
Partly inspired by this song. listen to it while reading this pls its an awesome song i love hyorin and hwarang dfjgkshkj
red numbers displayed on the soulmate clock right next to your bed drove you insane, and you wanted nothing else but
smash the stupid, useless object against your wall. You’d do everything to get rid of that clock and
not lay eyes on these bright, red numbers anymore.
you already tried smashing the clock against the wall, and ofcourse, the object did not bulge one bit, as the countdown kept
going, and going.
correction. You actually didn’t necessarily ‘hate’ the concept of a soulmate
clock, but you just thought it was completely useless to have a countdown clock
of your soulmate, signaling how many time you still had left to meet your
soulmate until… he or she would leave this world.
soulmate clock was basically a countdown of your soulmate’s life.
He slipped it into his pocket and carried it out of the mansion, then hailed a cab and went back to the hotel as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
He entered his room. Removed the ring from his pocket. Set it on the desk. Paced. He sat on the bed and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. The ring remained inert, unresponsive, indifferent. He stared at it.
“So what now?” he asked. The sound of his own voice startled him in the quiet room. “Isn’t something supposed to happen?”
Summary: This wasn’t supposed to happened between you
and Peter Parker. In the classroom, you both had feelings for each other, but
in the streets, you were practically enemies. What happens when the person you
hate the most, becomes someone you care deeply about?
Characters: Reader x Peter Parker
Word Count: 913
A/N: I’M BACK!!! So after a mediocre semester I am
back for the holidays! I’ll try posting as much as I can, but I can’t promise
much. This was a request I’ve had for ages and I didn’t expect to write so
much, so I’m splitting it into two parts because it’s easier for me to write
and for the reader to read. I hope you enjoy it.
“You think you were getting away from me tonight?” You
said to the criminal who you had pinned to the ground with your foot. He
struggled to get up, but couldn’t because you had super strength.
“If you keep squirming, I’ll only press on you more.”
He struggled and you followed with more pressure. His groans filled the alley
“Excuse me ma’am. I don’t think a petty theft deserves
a rib crushing.” You rolled your eyes at the too familiar voice who belonged to
“Really now? What does he deserve then? He’s trash
Spidey! He’ll do it again!” You crushed down harder on the suspect. He winced
in pain and suddenly you were thrown against a wall, bounded by Spider-Man’s
Spider-Man perched himself on the edge of the dumpster
and tilted his head, “You may be strong, but you’re no match for my webs. I’m
going to take him to a hospital. I’m sure I’ll see you again. Good luck getting
out of the webs.”
With that Spider-Man grabbed the man with his web and
disappeared into the night. You were left struggling, trying to break free from
his capture. You got so frustrated, that eventually anger took over and were
able to break free. You hated Spider-Man with a passion. He thought he was
being the hero of New York City when no real justice was served. You made sure
these criminals paid for their crimes and Spidey’s way was not your way.
Pairing: father!Sam x Reader (established child, Fiona Isabelle)
Word Count: 2,570
Warnings: not a daddy!kink fic, pregnancy (not graphic), ANGST, fluff, smut, canon divergence (seasons 1-5)
A/N: This was intended to be a oneshot, but I decided to split it into 2 parts. If you want to be tagged in part 2, send me a message!
The life you’d lead was riddled with danger.
You and Sam met in college at Stanford, both twenty-two and
in your junior year. The two of you had formed a relationship that – within a
year – resulted in a baby girl. Her creation hadn’t been intended, but when
you’d first seen the little + sign on the pregnancy test, you didn’t expect the
waves of elation that crashed over you.
Sam had been equally happy. Rather than telling you get out
of his life and never contact him again, he had insisted that you move out of
your dorm and into his small apartment. Over the nine long months of your
pregnancy, he made sure that you never stressed out over your load of homework,
always reminded you to take your prenatal vitamins (double-checking if you
hadn’t already), and on November 2, 2005, at 3:16 in the morning, you welcomed Fiona
Isabelle Winchester into the world. Even though the covering of baby fat on her
cheeks and the pinkish-red of her newborn skin, you could tell she had her
father’s nose and eyes.
* Request: I was wondering if you could do one where the reader finds out shoes pregnant (97) and the father is missing (59) so the other hamilsquad members have to help her through it. The ending and what hamilsquad member to have go missing are up to you.
A/N: THERE WILL BE A PART 2! Ok, so I was working on this and I had like 5,000 words already and it wasn’t even finished. I decided I’d split it into two parts. Hopefully I’ll finish part 2 tomorrow, but I make no promises. But enjoy Part 1!
Word Count: 2,505
“I’m gonna miss you.” You mumbled as you cuddled up to Lafayette. He was set to head back to France for a few weeks. So here you laid, with your head on his chest the night before he left.
“I’ll miss you too mon cheri.” He said in a hushed whisper. His arm was wrapped around you and his fingers were tracing random lines in your back, soothing you and pulling you to sleep. He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “But I will be home in a few weeks.” He reassured you.
You snuggled a bit closer. “You better.” You warned.
Lafayette had an early flight. Horribly early in your opinion. You held him as he waited for his cab to take him to the airport. He gave you a long kiss when the cab pulled up. “I’ll be back soon mon amour.” Another kiss and he was gone.
You moped around for a bit. You retrieved one of Lafayette’s jackets from your closet and put it on for some small comfort. You poured yourself some cereal but more so pushed it around with a spoon rather than eat it. You still had some when another roommate, John, trudged out from his room an hour later.
He paused when he saw you. He squinted slightly in confusion. “Laf already gone?” He asked, to which you nodded. “Oh hey, can I suggest something?”
I split this up into 2 parts because I got carried away with the kidnapping and rescuing. I know some people like to get straight to the smut; so here it is! Enjoy!!
Word count: 1507
Yoongi took you inside the house, followed by Jin. “We’ll have food later.” Yoongi grumbled, not giving Jin anytime to object before he had dragged you up the stairs and to your shared room. Yoongi shut the door and locked it to give you two privacy before shoving you on the bed and towering over you, instantly locking his lips with yours.
You thought he was going to give you a long lecture about going out at certain times because it’s dangerous. But this; this was much better.
‘This is by far the worst summon I’ve ever been part of.”
My favourite billdip au is definitely the familiar AU by @tswwwit! Their fanfiction Faking It, has always captivated me, so I drew the scene from the first chapter in which Dipper summons Bill. I stretched the details a little, but there had to be a split frame in which Bill’s body is put together, right?
Day 2 (January 14th)-this one is going to be long so I’m splitting it into two parts:
When I tell you guys this day was JAM PACKED, I am not joking around. There was so much to do, especially if you had one of the higher ticket levels (Grounder or Delinquent), there was literally no way you’d be able to get it all done.
We started off our day by going to Cora’s for breakfast, where I had an amazingly delicious waffle and then we hurried off to London Drugs (like a Walgreens) so I could purchase a Voice Recorder with which to record the panels.
I missed the Welcome Panel, where they introduced the entire cast (save Lindsey, who was filming reshoots for 411), but made it back in time for the Arkadia Boys Panel which featured Bob Morley, Richard Harmon, Jarod Joseph and Sachin Sahel. This panel was one of my favorites for so many reasons.
Bob and Jarod both came out and ran around the Ballroom, greeting everyone. Bob seemed to make it his personal mission to touch as many people as possible, he shook hands (his grip was super strong and he made sure to look you in the eyes when he shook!) When I told him my name, he repeated it, smiled and then said it was a great name, which made my day.
After they’d done their greetings, the cast gathered on the stage:
Sorry Richard’s blurry, but look at Bob’s smile!
When Sachin came out he did this thing where he grabbed Bob’s nose, because Bob wouldn’t say hello, lol.
Here they are all settled down. Pictures weren’t allowed after the first 5 minutes of each panel, but I like the ones I did manage to get.
The Boys Panel was super fun, you can really see how much they all love each other. I said it a lot during the Con, but it’s almost like they just can’t help touching and teasing one another, they really are a family and you can tell when you have the opportunity to talk to them or see them one another.
They joked a lot about Ian’s hair and how he’ll sit and just run his hands through it after hair and makeup gets done with it (which frustrates the crew), they called him “GQ Jesus”, which I got a kick out of for sure and Bob joked that there is a scene where Bellamy and Kane just play with each other’s hair.
We discussed character growth through the Seasons and Sachin said he likes that Jackson has become a braver man, Jarod (who is super snarky) said that he enjoys having any direction (everyone laughed) and then he said he enjoys that Miller is becoming more of a leader.
Bob said that he actually enjoys (in a sadistic way) acting out Bellamy doing bad things, because he likes the challenge of then making those actions forgivable. He says if people hate you afterwards, it means you’ve done your job, you’ve made people feel something.
When asked about the relationship between Brian and Miller, Jarod said that there were definitely still things they need to work out and that it’s not necessarily a happily ever after story.
Sachin remarked that he’s glad it’s not just one person who went into the City of Light, that they’ll need to see and discuss the effects it had on everyone. He joked about needing a CoL support group.
When asked about the relationship between Raven and Murphy, Richard said it would be difficult for Raven to trust him at all considering Murphy caused her physical issue. He later said that everyone will need to put their differences aside because it’s a do or die type situation.
There is a apparently a lot of BTS Bob/Richard fun times (aka Murphamy). Richard says the show is better with Murphamy because he and Bob have great chemistry together.
Richard’s favorite episode is Episode 8 (this is the same episode Luisa coined in her Meet and Greet-so I expect great Memori in this episode.) Sachin said the entire Season was just so great to film. Jarod said he enjoyed Episode 1. Bob did not answer this question.
Sam asked what it’s like to play male characters who don’t fit traditionally male stereotypes, and we didn’t quite get the answer we expected, but Sachin did say that “
Across the board it’s not about masculinity or femininity. Its about people being people. Whoever is the best at that thing will handle it.”
Richard says he always calls Murphy “John” when it’s in reference to Emori/Memori (again-Luisa says the exact same thing-she smiled and laughed a bit when she said it). He said that he’s glad for Emori that she got to meet someone like John, feels like he’s helped Emori really accept who she is.
Jarod said that hope on this show looks like having a future at all (the cast heavily implied that this Season things get really dire.) and said that the message of hope is heavily enforced this Season.
They talked about who’s the smartest and Bob said that Bellamy and Clarke were the best at classes (it’s a back story built into the scene in 3x02-where Bellamy and Pike “meet”, it’s why Bellamy looks so happy to see Pike). He said that unfortunately a lot of Bellamy’s learning was stopped when Octavia was discovered and that the Ark kind of forget he was human.
He and Pike relate to one another because they came down for the same reasons.
When asked how they felt about the impact the show has had on people,
Jarod said: “
You see people that love the show and each other working with each other. It feels unbelievable (to make a difference).”
Richard said: “
To know that on this show we’ve had that bit of magic, to tap into people, its amazing”
Bob said he lives by this quote when acting: “
“The more personal you are, the more universal you become.”
When asked which superhero they’d like to be, Jarod said John Stewart/Green Lantern, Sachin said Superman/Clark Kent, Bob said the Hulk (something I find interesting, as he picked another character who has a lot of pent up anger.)
END OF ARKADIA BOYS PANEL SUMMARY
After the Boys Panel, the Unity Days Fam (literally almost all of us) had a Meet and Greet with Jarod-in fact there was only one woman who was not in the Fam at our Meet and Greet.
Jarod is super cool, very personable, very friendly. He was kind to all of us and most of our meet and greet was really just a regular conversation. We got a few tidbits for Miller’s journey in Season 4 (he’s going to be working really hard to make his dad proud and we learned that Dad Miller is back and better than ever!!!
Jarod was asked why he thinks Miller always seems to be “OK” and he said it’s because he keeps his feelings below the surface, he’s strong because he has to be. He thinks Bellamy is the same way.
He also said they’ve been asking for more Millamy scenes because they’re best friends! Don’t know if we get them in Season 4 though.
He joked that in Vancouver he was known as the “Serial Guest Star” before he was cast as Miller (a role that was also only supposed to be one episode.”
He actually doesn’t like Vancouver, he says it’s not exciting and there isn’t a lot to do there, he does enjoy that his friends are there and his job is there, but when he’s not filming he lives in San Fran.
I asked him how he feels playing a black LGBTQA character and if he knows how important that is, and he said it’s not his first time actually, he previously played an Out Gay lawyer in the hip hop world, who was dating a rapper who was still closeted and he feels like overall the ability to portray those characters is so important because being black and gay and in an interracial relationship are all really taboo things and he likes being able to show that being gay doesn’t change who you are or make you effeminate (a HUGE stereotype in the black community), it’s all about just being able to be who you are.
END OF JAROD JOSEPH M&G SUMMARY
After we left the M&G we hurried back to the Panel Ballroom for what was supposed to be the Princess Mechanic Panel, but became the Clarke Griffin panel because Lindsey was still at work.
Eliza is a sweetheart, she’s really pretty, but she’s actually much skinnier than I thought she was (which is NOT a bad thing-lol), I just thought she was bigger, because he boobs are GREAT!
Eliza’s panel was pretty much just a wlw love fest, lots of women (including myself) thanking Eliza for playing a bisexual woman and discussing how important that is for us. She plans to release more of her music on Youtube, loves Nadia very much and said that this Season Clarke’s grieving process will be more constructive than destructive. There will be more Clarke and Kane scenes in the Season 4, she said that Clarke feels a lot of grief and guilt for all of the people that she’s lost and that we should expect to see some breakdowns this Season.
When asked a question about whether or not we should be worried about the safety of any of Clarke’s future romantic interests (here the asker coughed and said Bellamy), Eliza smiled and laughed a little and said that she couldn’t answer that question “yet” (sound familiar?!)-this is a huge change (in my opinion) from her answer at SDCC.
Eliza’s favorite Clarke outfit is the Season 1 outfit, she says it seems the most like Clarke, and then confirmed that the City of Light outfit is Clarke’s Season 1 outfit. Her favorite Clarke line is “Life should be about more than just survival.” which excited part of the audience.
She said that when you play a character the end result is 80% you and 20% what’s on the page.
“quod erat demonstrandum” = thus it has been demonstrated.
Since I received two requests that involved nearly the same plot, this Ravus story will be split into two parts: QED and I Will Be. QED is the troubled marriage… and I Will Be will be the happy ending.
This story takes place in an alternate universe where the fall of Insomnia doesn’t happen. Tenebrae was still taken over by Niflheim, and the Queen Sylva was still killed. However, King Regis had predicted this, and had his own men ready to retaliate. The entirety of Tenebrae becomes a warzone, and to avoid more casualties, Ravus and Lunafreya both agree to send the Lucis delegates away. This eliminates the resentment towards King Regis. :3 He still becomes the emotionally constipated bean that we love.
So remember when I asked if anyone wanted me to do a superbat fic rec master post, this is the result of me trying and failing. Instead I’m just gonna share my favorites (tbh this is just for me to have an easy way of acessing them). There was so many fics that I couldn’t really decide between them, so I thought it would be better to split in two posts, the next one it will probably be posted in january.
Hookerino: The Clark/Bruce Opusbytmelange- this one is unfortunately unfinished, but I think it ends in a way that it kind of serves as a good ending so you won’t feel idk unfufilled by the way it finished. *
He was in a great mood as he went on the bus after class. He smiled as he took a seat, putting his backpack in his lap as he took out his phone. Yoosung opened the messenger to see that everyone was online. Except MC. He joined, and began to skim through the messages. MC were online for only a few seconds, and had sent a short message. “goodbye”
Yoosung knew why everyone was online now. Shortly after MC’s message, Seven came online, saying he checked the cameras. MC really had left. Yoosung couldn’t read the rest of the conversation. He immediately sent a message.
Yoosung: What happened to MC?
Seven: She’s not at the apartment. I’ll keep an eye on her messenger app and see if she logs on anytime soon.
Jaehee: Yoosung… I don’t think she’s coming back…
Jumin: I agree with assistant Kang. MC said she was leaving pretty clearly.
And then Yoosung logged off, his smile completely wiped off, He ran to his small apartment, and closed himself inside his room. He slumped against the door, and let himself slide to the floor. He felt empty inside. He felt as if tears would come, but if he cried, it would be like accepting that she was gone. And he refused to do that.
The next evening, V had come online to discuss a replacement for MC.
V: I doubt we can find someone in time though….
[Yoosung joined the chatroom]
Jaehee: Yoosung, are you alright?
Yoosung: Why wouldn’t I be? I have a nice girlfriend, and we’re continuing Rika’s legacy!
Zen: Dude… You do realize she hasn’t been on all day after that message?
Yoosung: She’s just busy, we shouldn’t replace her when she’s working hard!
Seven: There has been no activity on her messenger app too. In fact, it might have been deleted.
Yoosung: Lol Seven stop trying to trick me, I’m gonna go play LOLOL with MC now~
[Yoosung left the chatroom]
Every day, he would log on, and pretend MC was there. The other members would try to tell him that it had been two days, three days, three weeks, since she had been on, but Yoosung never listened. Every little thing reminded him of MC, of you. And occasionally, he would fall onto his bed, crying. Tears flowing until he couldn’t remember why he had begun to cry. And sometimes, when Yoosung woke up, he would have his phone in his hand, finger on the space where your profile once was.
You’re coming back, right?
Every day, after rehearsal, Zen would call MC. The sound of her voice always made him smile, and if she was sad, he would always be willing to cheer her up. But one day, for some reason, she wouldn’t pick up. One ring, two rings, three rings. Strange. MC usually picks up by now…. But Zen didn’t pay too much attention to it. He assumed that she was busy doing other things, and hoped she would call him back later.
But that night, when his phone vibrated, it was for a completely different reason. It was a text from MC. One that made his lovestruck teenage boy grin turn into a frown. Goodbye. Forever. He logged onto the messenger, only to see a distressed Seven.
[Zen joined the chatroom]
Seven: Zen! >_< MC deleted the messenger!
Zen: Don’t joke around, what’s actually going on? She texted me something pretty strange… Did she get kidnapped?
Seven: I’m being serious for once! I tried to check the security cameras too, but they were taped over!
[Zen left the chatroom]
Things were a blur to him. Zen reached for a jacket, then stopped his hand midair. I don’t know where she is. Mind racing, he went to the sink and splashed himself with cold water. Looking up, he made eye contact with himself in the mirror. For a split second, he didn’t find himself attractive. He splashed himself again. Maybe MC left because of my narcissism. He let out a deep sigh and stared at the ceiling, trying to blink away his tears.
When he looked at himself in the mirror, he didn’t feel confident. He felt useless, ugly. How was he considered attractive when the only one he loved didn’t love him back? He spent a sleepless night, constantly checking the messenger.
[Zen joined the chatroom]
Yoosung: Zen… You’re up late…
Zen: You’re one to talk. It’s three am. Go to bed lolol
[Zen left the chatroom]
He knew he should have stayed longer to read Yoosung’s response, but he couldn’t bear being in the chatroom without her. MC was always so supportive, so kind and understanding, but he was never there for her, was he? He was always so self centered, He should have told her he loved her more. Said he cared more. But it was too late now. I’m not handsome. Zen was completely out of it. He refused to talk to anyone, and only came on to the messenger to check if MC was there. His self confidence was at an all time low.
[Zen joined the chatroom]
Jumin: And I want Elizabeth the Third to be the model.
Jumin: Ah Zen, would you like to model for my new cat project?
Zen: No, I don’t feel like working
Jumin: You aren’t going to yell at me? It’s been over a week now, you should learn to control your sadness.
[Zen left the chatroom]
Zen became a hollow shell. Others found him attractive, and offered him modeling jobs. But in his own eyes, he was hideous. Couldn’t even keep one girl by my side… Im useless… He covered the mirrors around his house, and disliked seeing his own productions. He was emotionless. Never wanted to joke around, talk about himself, or even argue with Jumin.
I should have done more for you. Let me try again, please, my princess…
It had been another long day of typing reports and scheduling meetings. But somehow her steps felt lighter as she took out her phone and opened the messenger. Jaehee hummed a little as she clicked on the group chatroom, opening the fridge to get a drink. She glanced at the texts while sipping some juice, and the message she saw made her freeze with the cup at her lips. Bye everyone.
[Jaehee has joined the chatroom]
Yoosung: Jaehee did you see what MC sent? o(TヘT)o
Jaehee: Yes, but why’s everyone so freaked out about it? It could have been a temporary goodbye.
Zen: … Jaehee, she hasn’t been on since she sent that message…
Yoosung: Yea, she’s usually on to chat all the time!
Jaehee: I’m sure she was just busy. I need to go to bed now, so calm down and go to sleep yourselves.
[Jaehee left the chatroom]
She felt a little uncertain about MC’s strange message, but she was much to tired to think about that. The next morning, Jaehee quickly ate her breakfast, and checked the messenger. It was pretty suspicious at this point. MC hadn’t been on the whole night, and Seven claimed that the security cameras were not working.
Jaehee drowned herself in work that day, getting even more done than usual. No one noticed how distraught she actually was, and Jaehee definitely did not want to tell anyone that she was incredibly upset about MC not coming onto the messenger.
That night, she looked at the chatroom again. The other members were chatting, but Jaehee wasn’t in the mood to be responsible, like she usually was. She closed the messenger and tried to go to sleep, but her mind stayed awake. Did I say something wrong? Should I have welcomed MC more? Jaehee couldn’t help but feel sad. MC had become such a close friend in a matter of days, and she was already gone.
Work took over her life after that. There was nothing to look forward to, no one to share secrets and be a teenager again with, and nothing to break her monotonous work days. But maybe it was for the best.
Jaehee pretended everything was fine, and just decided to devote all her free time to staying ahead of the workload. There was an empty void in her life, and the only way she could think of filling it was by becoming completely absorbed in work.
[Jaehee joined the chatroom]
Seven: !! JAEHEE IS HERE !!
Zen: Don’t overreact…
Jaehee: Was there something you wanted to say to me?
Seven: O yeah. You seem really busy lately. Are you ok?
Zen: Yeah… Is that damn trust fund kid overworking you?
Jaehee: I appreciate your consideration, but you don’t need to worry about me. I’m just trying to focus more on work.
Jaehee: ah, speaking of which, I should get to bed now.
Zen: Get some rest, and I hope you don’t overexert yourself~
Seven: Good night!
[Jaehee has left the chatroom]
And that night, when she went to her bedroom, tears began to wet her pillow. She didn’t know why she was crying, but she couldn’t stop, and cried herself to sleep, desperately trying to fill the gaping hole in her life through tears.
It’s been so long since I met someone like you… Don’t leave me…
Request: So I was wondering if you could do a Bucky X female!reader fic where Tony throws a huge masquerade ball fit with gowns, tuxedos, masks, and everything and the reader is a friend of one of the female avengers and ends up getting invited. Then Bucky and the reader could dance and later after the party find out who the other was. (The reader could be hanging out with the avenger she is friends with at the tower or something)
For @sebastiianbarnes - Sorry I got a little carried away and had to split it into two parts. Hope you like it!
The next day Wanda tried calling Y/N several times, but she wouldn’t answer. Wanda and Nat had talked about it last night and as far as they both saw Bucky and Y/N were having a blast together, they were even dancing awfully close the last time Nat saw them. Becoming increasingly worried Wanda decided she had had enough and she was going to confront Bucky to find out what the hell happened. She was almost to his door when she heard Bucky and Steve talking in Bucky’s room. The door was opened slightly so she could hear every word they were saying. She was about to walk away when she caught the word Cinderella and knew they were talking about Y/N.
(A/n) I got a request (x)(x) like a month ago?? iM SOrRY for the wait, and also sorry if it’s not what you were expecting lol, I tried my best ^^;;
Also this kind of… got really long… so I had to split it up into hopefully two parts;; also there isn’t much angst in this part I think??
Also special thanks to @yoongeetae for going through this ^^
Warnings(?): Blood lol, injury, mention of abuse and murder (in the second part)
It’s a rather stormy night, winds whipping at the trees outside and a downpour of rain falling from the dense cluster of clouds that has decided to cover the darkening sky. You feel wary, glancing outside the window with furrowed eyebrows and a deepening frown when you realize you have to walk home in this weather with no umbrella. Great job me, you sigh as you continue on, the wheels screaming as you push the metal cart up and down the aisles of book cases in the store you work at part-time. The store is relatively empty, safe for you and the humble middle-aged woman you work with who sits idly at the checkout counter. As of recently however, you’ve noticed the recurring nightly visits of a man who is always lingering around the same area.
You never really take interest in this mysterious character, but always noting that he seems to be there nowadays with a different book in his glove covered hands. On nights where you do pay attention to his presence, you regard his tall stature - usually clothed in a turtleneck and peacoat - with a watchful eye, sizing up his appearance without seeming obvious about it.
You don’t get quite a good look at him until tonight when you’re about ready to leave, mentally preparing yourself for the inevitable shower you’re to run through to make it home. His height is intimidating to say the least, towering over you intimidatingly with an umbrella grasped firmly in his hand. You carefully gaze up and hold your breath at how absolutely dashing he is up close, the combed over dirty blonde hair, the lidded chocolate eyes, the plump pink pillows of his lips, shit you were totally forgetting your childhood policy of stranger danger.
His smile is enchanting, dimples making a surprise appearance as he politely gestures for you to go out first. Surprisingly, his voice is deep and pure velvet, casting a spell on you as he carefully opens his umbrella. The spokes extend and arch, the material stretching to create a shield from the oncoming rain.