Hey everyone! So as the school year is coming to an end, marching season is beginning. This of course means band camp! Whether you’re a rookie or a returner, it’s always nice to know what you’re getting into and have some reminders.
1. WATER! Drink LOTS of water! This is probably the most important thing. Stay hydrated, drink water every chance you get, because you’re going to be out in the hot sun on the turf all day. Most people bring those big water jugs, make sure you drink AT LEAST one of those in a day, two would be even better. Drink a lot at night too so you’re hydrated in the morning too.
2. Sleep! You’re gonna be exhausted at the end of each day, so make sure you take care of yourself and get the sleep you need to stay healthy during camp. I know I went to my drum major’s house and fell asleep during dinner break last year XD You want to have the energy you need, which is gonna be a lot, so don’t be staying up till 1 or 2 am watching netflix if you know you have vis block at 7 am.
3. For my trans and nonbinary friends, DO NOT bind during band camp! Trust me, I am in the same boat with this one. As much as I know you want to pass, it’s not safe or healthy to bind in those conditions. You’ll restrict your breathing at a time when it matters most. I know it’s gonna suck, but your health and safety is more important.
4. Don’t blow your chops out! Sometimes you really wanna practice, or over practice, but trust me if this happens you won’t be helping yourself. You wanna be able to come to camp every day ready to play your best, and you won’t be able to do that if you over played the day before. Know you’re limits and recovery time, especially for all you lead trumpets.
5. Eat. Whether you’re in drum corps or a high school band, you all need to eat. This goes along with sleep and water, but you need the energy. If you go jazz running around the field in 100 degrees whether with no food in your stomach, you’re gonna throw up or pass out. Stay healthy and take care of your body and make sure you’re getting the nutrients and protein your body needs for an activity like this.
6. When it comes to health and safety, just know your limits. If you’re not feeling great, sit out. You director will understand. Your health always comes first. And if something doesn’t feel right, don’t be afraid to tell someone. Also, I know a lot of people have injuries. Make sure you don’t push those. Wear the knee brace or the elbow brace, wrap your ankle, do whatever you can to help yourself and sit out if it hurts. Don’t push yourself too far.
7. Now that the health and safety stuff has been addressed, social interaction! A lot of you rookies may go in not knowing people, and I understand how scary that can be. Take it from someone who couldn’t even talk to the two girls marching next to me for the entirety of band camp, it’s so much better if you just talk to them. Talk to other freshmen, talk to your section leaders and drum majors, talk to the upperclassmen! We want to get to know you too, and we know it’s hard at first. Band camp is the beginning of a great journey and you’ll make so many friends, you have nothing to be worried about.
8. DON’T LOSE YOUR DOT SHEETS OR MUSIC!!! Seriously. If you lose them, we have to go to the band room and make copies, then you’re behind because you didn’t have all the materials. It makes it easier on everyone if you keep track of everything. It’s also good to show that you’re responsible.
9. Listen to your techs, section leaders, and drum majors. They know what they’re talking and they were put into their positions for a reason. If they tell you you need to fix something or to stop messing around, listen. They’re doing what’s best for you and the band. You learn so much from them too, take every opportunity you get when they give you tips for improvement.
10. HAVE FUN! Like I said earlier, band camp is just the beginning. Do things with your friends! Go out for lunch or dinner together, get to know everyone, have a little fun with your rehearsals. A lot of schools do games at band camp and get into it! It’s so fun to just relax and goof around with people. Do things with your section, talk to people. Just have a good time! These people are gonna become your family and give you an amazing experience.
Bonus (11). A lot of people are reblogging this and adding SUNSCREEN! I cant believe I forgot that haha but yes! Sunscreen is super important! Even if you don’t burn easily, wear it! Reapply every 1-2 hours if I’m being honest. Getting burned sucks!
Hum, I don’t remember seeing this so often, so I thought this could be cute and funny
Hope you like this! I’m glad to be back!
RFA + Saeran in love with an oblivious MC
your defense, how were you supposed to know? The guy is a flirting machine!
but if you paid a little more attention, you would notice Zen always finds
excuses to touch your shoulders or hands
also compliments not only your looks, but traces of your personality, because
it’s something important to him, being able to seeing beyond appearance, you
you don’t. You just thank him and give a
compliment back, smiling and driving him crazy for being so cute
he knows he’s not being subtle at all (not even if he wanted to, he just… doesn’t
know how to be subtle), he’s literally holding you by your shoulders, looking
at you straight at your eyes, saying: “I love you, princess.”
you’re just: “Wow Zenny! You need to warn me before getting in character! I
almost believed in you for a second.”
E A D
does he need to do for you to understand, for Christ’s sake? Should he make a
public appearance wearing a t-shirt where it’s written: “I ❤ U, MC!“
should, and that’s what he does.
you finally get it after his desperate move. That and his fans flooding social
media begging this MC to notice him, why is she wasting such a chance? Is she
crazy or whaaaat?
just having a hard time to believe. It’s not everyday you find your celebrity
crush loves you back, you know?” D E A D A G A I N
is not exactly great at letting you know his feelings
whenever he sees you, his mind goes a little blank, he gets nervous and trips
in his own words.
Yoosung! How have you been?” “Thank you, so do you, MC.” WUT?
when he calls you or texts you, it’s more natural. So you should have got the
signs through that by now.
boy is always telling you how his day gets better after talking to you, how
much he appreciates your encouraging words and how he would like to repay you
cooking for you, letting you beat him on LOLOL or… who knows? Taking you on a
date? (he sent the text and L E A P E D away from the phone, knowing it was
crazily bold of him)
You better really let me beat you on LOLOL next time.” OH. MY. GOD! You can’t
is watching this PAINFUL conversation and laughing “MAY DAY! MAY DAY! WE HAVE A
MAN DOWN! REPEAT! WE HAVE A MAN DOWN!” and you’re like wtf, dude?
after that, he feels like really helping his bro: “Or you could really go on a
date with him, MC.” “Oh… it’s fine, he doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to.”
I DO! I REALLY DO, MC!” (Yes, CAPS LOCK and everything) “See, MC? He really
wants it, where are you guys going?”
I’ve always imagined my perfect date with Yoosung to be at…” MAN DOWN! REPEAT!
WE HAVE A MAN DOWN! (from happiness this time)
was pretty oblivious of her feelings herself for a long time
she doesn’t get too frustrated you’re not aware of it, who is she to judge?
once she does understand her feelings, she turns into a very different person
she’s blushing much more when talking to you, always asking you to join her to
hang out and discus things that aren’t related to the cafe.
how could you not notice that she didn’t take her eyes off of you when the two
of you were watching a Zen’s DVD together?
there something on my face?”
but there’s a crack on hers!
poor woman… she has this urge of being honest, but at the same time, she’s so
scary of doing it and messing up her first true friendship…
though she loves romantic movies and such, she’s not exactly one to expect real
life to be like those and get frustrated when realizing it’s not possible.
it hits her! Well, life isn’t exactly as fictional romance, but: “MC, remember
that musical Zen played a pirate falling for the princess?” “Yeah, what about
the pirate to your princess…” Awkward silence… “No, I’m the pirate to your
would be hard for you to tell because he’s not super obvious about it.
mean, he does take your opinion in consideration more than everybody else’s, he
allows himself not to be so stiff and formal around you, he smiles so much
around you, but, well… he’s kinda like this to Elizabeth as well, lol
he’s such a gentleman, so whenever he kisses the back of your hand, offers his
jacket suit to you when it’s cold and treats you like a queen, for you, he’s
just being polite like he was raised to be.
Jaehee, also debating on being honest and risking to lose something great. He never
had someone to understand him so deeply like you do, what if he confesses and
you reject him? Farewell to the most meaningful relationship he could ever
comes to a point everybody in RFA knows his feelings for you. Everybody except
Zen is feeling bad for him.
“Come on, dude! If you have something to say to her, just say it! You’re always
so willing to say the weirdest shit around here and now you’re chickening out?
Ugh… coward jerk!”
for the first time, Jumin takes the bait and lets himself get caught by Zen’s
teasing: “I’ll show you coward.”. Zen is like: “Okay, alright, let’s see what
evening, MC! May I ask you something?” okay, this is it, guys, here he goes… “Would
you be willing to try a hypothetical exercise for me?” What the hell?
sure, I guess…” “Marvelous. What would you say if I hypothetically said I have
romantic feelings for you?”
is typing… HIS HEART IS ALMOST COMING OUT THROUGH HIS MOUTH, SEND HELP! “I
would hypothetically say I feel the same way.” “I see. Would you go on a
non-hypothetical date with me, then?” Watch and learn, Zen, watch and learn…
tried to ignore the feelings as much as he could, until he couldn’t lie to
through this process of convincing himself he didn’t like you, he probably
convinced you as well.
when he hugs you timidly, calls you late at night, talks to you until you fall
asleep or finds excuses to see you in the most random hours of the day, to you
he’s just being… well, him.
would probably be someone that says “I love you” casually.
you’re talking about whatever, he laughs and says: “Damn, MC! I just love you
you don’t take it like he means it, to you he’s just one of those people who
say “I love you” as in “Man, I can’t even with you sometimes…”
you just laugh whenever he says he loves you. Your laugh is everything to him,
but wouldn’t it be perfect if you took this seriously?
key he thinks it’s adorable how you can’t see something he’s not even trying to
hide anymore. It’s part of your charms, it’s one of the reasons it makes him
one night you two were hanging in one of his babies, and he was being insanely
flirty, singing along with the romantic song on the radio, straight up
you’re just smiling and laughing. When the song is over, he sighs and looks straight
at you: “Damn, MC… I love you so much…”
love you too.” And by the way you slip your hand to hold his over the gear
shift, he knows you mean exactly what you said. Damn, he really loves you…
knows he sucks tremendously at showing
come on, the fact that he bears your presence more than anyone else’s doesn’t
really click anything on you?
he… says things to you, he waits for your response, he pays so much attention
in every single word you say and every gesture you make. Seriously, nothing?
doesn’t like going out much, but you text him about getting ice cream and he
answers immediately: “I’m ready and waiting at the door for you to pick me up.
likes watching TV with you, he likes your jokes
not like he’ll cackle or anything, but if that soft smirk on his lips doesn’t
mean “marry me”, what else could it mean, for fuck’s sake?
poor boy is even thinking of going to the extremes to… ugh… ask advice from his brother.
no, he needs to figure it out how to do this by himself. It’s a great way to
start having a normal life! Like, really
really great, especially if you accept his feelings…
well, if he doesn’t know how to get close to you in that sense, he’ll at least
make sure none other guy even tries something with you.
the hell, Saeran? Are you jealous or something?” “Y-Yeah, I am jealous! So
blush, clearly surprised by his honesty: “So what that… it’s very cute… please
do it more often…” oh, is this your own special way of saying “marry me”? He’s
super down for this, to be honest.
“You’re not… who?” you blinked, taking a step back and away from him.
“I’m not-” Dean took a deep breath,trying to calm down his wildly beating heart; it was out now there was nothing he could do to take it back and maybe he didn’t want to “I’m not Jensen.”
“What- what do you mean you’re not Jensen?” you blinked the tears from your eyes, watching him carefully and Dean hated himself for how you seemed to withdraw from him even more.
“I’m not going to hurt you.” he whispered, his voice rough; feeling a pang in his chest as you took yet another step back “I swear I’m not gonna hurt you just- I need you to listen to me, please. And then- then you can do whatever you want. Run, leave for good or kick me as hard as you can, I’ll take it.” he lowered his head letting out a shaky breath “I’d take it all from you.” he closed his eyes for a moment.
“I asked you one thing: What the hell are you talking about?” you pursed your lips, trying to seem brave although your hands were shaking.
“I’m not Jensen, not your husband Jensen.” he breathed out, looking at you “I’m Dean, Dean Winchester. The very same character your husband plays in the show, Supernatural. We’re here from our universe because a witch-”
I am but a passive observer. I do not interfere, I find joy just from watching people.
You moved into this house I dwell in about over a year ago. You came in, professional movers following behind you, eyes bright and cheeks high in a smile. You seemed like you were ready to wrestle a bear and win. You started barking orders to the movers where to put your furniture and which decoration goes where. I watched from the shadows, despite having the ability to appear invisible to human eyes (hiding in the shadows uses less energy for me), and studied all the new stuff you brought in with you. What they were made of, estimating their age, and how much heart was put into making said object, I saw them all.
It would appear that you moved alone, for I saw no one else moving in with you. Your first house, congratulations. I am glad that you chose this old little house; I tried to keep it well-maintained while no one was living in it. You started your early days in this house with a lot of vigor and passion, you were so ready to make a future that you will be proud of, I heard you talk to yourself about your future plans and in silence, I wished you the best of luck.
Baby anx trying to sit anywhere but the couch/chairs. He makes it a game for the to find him in the oddest and cutest spots. Until he tries sitting on the window ledge and panics Poor Logan who was watching him.
this is adorable bless you?????
also apparently this little series has a tag list now so that’s cool
It’s been a few days since Virgil has been turned into a child, and he was definitely proving to be a difficult one. Especially considering he still had some of his normal habits. Like sitting on things that are definitely not chairs, or couches. At first it was alarming as the sides had trouble finding him at times, but now he’s turned it into some sort of game. It was basically an unofficial hide & seek, and whatever side finds him finds him first gets cuddles for as long as they want. Normal, adult Virgil would hate himself for that, at least that’s what he’d tell himself, but child Virgil’s innocence had fully taken over. Of course he still had anxiety, as he was still Thomas’ anxiety, but again his innocence has started to dominate his mindset.
So, now Virgil was sitting inside one of the kitchen counter’s cabinets. It was a little cramped, and probably filled with dangerous things, but strangely kind of cozy. If one of the sides didn’t find him soon he’d probably doze off. Which is what he normally did when sitting somewhere strange so hey he wasn’t really complaining.
A few minutes later he started to do just that, but jolted awake when he heard his name being called.
“Ohh, Viiiirrrgggiiilll! Come out come out wherever you are, little prince!”
That was definitely Princey. Virgil tried to stifle his giggles so he wouldn’t give away his spot, but to no avail. He heard Roman suddenly stop in front of the cabinet he was in, and froze. He was definitely caught.
After a moment Roman walked away, and Virgil sighed in relief.
Apparently he was too loud because now the door was open, and Roman was smirking at him.
“Aha! There you are. This is an interesting spot to sit I must admit. Is it comfortable?”
Virgil giggled, and nodded. Roman chuckled, and held his arms out.
“Well, sorry to say Verge, but you should probably get out. Comfortable doesn’t always mean safe.”
Virgil pouted, but allowed Roman to take him out.
“Besides a certain little prince owes me some cuddles!”
Roman tickled Virgil as he said this earning him some adorable, and loud giggles.
Once Roman relinquished his torture Virgil pouted, and glared at him.
“You’re the worst, Pwincey.”
Roman laughed, and carried him into the common room where the others were.
Patton pouted as soon as he saw them.
“Oh, no fair! Did you find him in one of his weird sitting spots?!”
Roman smirked, and nodded as he sat on the recliner placing Virgil into his lap.
“I’m gonna find him next time! You’ll see!”
Roman chuckled as he switched on a Disney movie.
“Sure, Patt. You do that.”
Next time Patton did not do that. This time it was Logan that found him.
Thomas had summoned the sides to confront an issue he’s been having, but Virgil didn’t show up. The three elder sides exchanged worried glances, and Thomas was now more confused than ever.
“Okay, something’s definitely going on with Virgil. I-I’ve been scared of the most childish things lately! I mean I know some of my fears were childish already, but I mean monsters under my bed? My parents being mad at me? Getting in trouble??? What is happening to me? Where is Anxiety??”
Logan sighed, and nodded to the other two sides before turning to Thomas.
“I.. will go get him. It was my turn to watch him anyway.”
Without another word Logan sunk back down to the mindscape leaving Thomas, if possible, even more confused.
“W-Watch him??? What does that mean? Why would you guys need to watch him?”
Patton bit his lip nervously, and turned to Roman hoping he would take over. Roman sighed, and started to explain everything that had happened.
Meanwhile in the mindscape Logan could not for the life of him find Virgil.
“Anxiety now is not the time to play this game! Get off of wherever you are sitting, and come with me! Thomas needs to see you!”
Logan searched all the usual places Virgil sat, but he wasn’t anywhere to be found. So, Logan decided to check their rooms. He started with Patton’s. Nothing. Then Roman’s. Nope. He moved on to his own room, deciding to check Virgil’s last.
Once he got to his room he noticed a figure behind his window curtains. Panicking he rushed over, and opened the curtains to reveal an equally panicked Virgil sitting on the ledge of the slightly opened window. Logan quickly grabbed Virgil, and pulled him off. Virgil clung to him for dear life, and cried into his chest.
“Virgil Sanders! We told you that window ledges are off limits!”
Why Roman insisted on creating an actual outside world, and height to their “house” was beyond him. He knew it would prove to be an incredibly stupid decision at some point. This potential danger was not worth the realism.
“Virgil, the window was open, and that stupid prince made it so that falling would actually have consequences whereas normally it wouldn’t for us. Oh what am I saying? Your child brain isn’t going to understand all of that nonsense. Just.. don’t do that again. Please. I nearly had a heart attack.”
Virgil pulled away from Logan’s embrace just enough to look at him, and pouted.
“I’m sowwy, Lo.”
Logan’s heart, and anger, melted. He sighed, and held onto Virgil a little tighter.
“It’s.. quite alright, Virgil. Just please don’t do it again. Also do not go into our rooms if we are not with you.”
Virgil nodded, and nuzzled his face into Logan’s neck.
“Now, come on. We need to go see Thomas.”
Logan started to sink down, but stopped when he heard Virgil whimper.
“Don wanna see Thomas. He gonna be upset.”
Logan sighed, and sat on his couch still holding onto Virgil.
“Yes, he will be a little upset, but not with you. None of this is your fault. Okay?”
“It’s Pwincey’s fault?”
Logan chuckled, and ruffled Virgil’s hair.
“He is partially to blame, yes, but let’s not play that silly game. It doesn’t really matter whose at fault. Okay?”
Virgil giggled, and nodded.
“Alright, well, here goes nothing.”
Logan stood up, and sunk down to Thomas’ apartment.
Once they popped up, Thomas stared at them in shock, even though Roman just told him everything. Logan glared at the aforementioned side.
“Remind me again why you thought it was a good idea to create a realistic outside world, and height to our “house” or whatever you wish to call it in the mindscape? Virgil was sitting on a window ledge. He could have fallen, and gotten seriously injured.“
Patton gasped, and gave Logan & Virgil a stern look.
"Logan! You were supposed to be watching him! Virgil! You know not to sit on window ledges!”
Thomas looked between his sides with bewilderment then went back to staring at Virgil with wonder.
“So, Roman wasn’t lying..”
Thomas laughed, and shook his head.
“Sorry, Princey, but you represent my dramatic, creative, passion for acting side. You could have easily been telling me a made up story.”
Roman hummed, and shrugged.
“I suppose you have a point, but honestly why would I lie about such a thing as… this!”
Roman gestured dramatically to the tiny Virgil in Logan’s arms. Thomas sighed, and looked at them again.
“Touché. Well, okay then. How do we fix this? I mean don’t get me wrong, baby Virgil is freakin’ adorable, but I don’t think we can keep him this way. That’d just lead to a lot of messes I don’t wanna get into. Besides I already miss my little embodiment of teenage angst.”
Virgil glared at Thomas, and stuck his tongue out. Thomas laughed, and ruffled his hair as he cooed. Virgil pouted, and whined as he tried to bat his hand away.
“Worry not, Thomas! I am trying to find a way to bring our Sunshine back!”
Virgil turned to glare at Roman, and Roman stuck his tongue out at him for a change. Virgil pouted, and returned to curling up to Logan.
Thomas nodded at Roman.
“Okay, good. Just let me know when you do.”
Roman bowed, and started to sink back down.
“Whoa, whoa. No one’s leaving yet. We need to figure out how to deal with things without my normal anxiety.”
Virgil huffed in annoyance, and made grabby hands for Thomas. Everyone looked at him a little shocked, but Logan quickly handed him over. Thomas held him close, but not close enough that he couldn’t look at him.
“Uhh.. What’s up, Verge?”
“I.. I can kinda still think, a-and talk like my n-normal self. I-It’s hard, but I can. I have to so I can do my job of pr-protecting you.”
Thomas tried really hard to stifle his laughter, but oh god that was hilariously adorable.
“Verge, buddy. I think we need to protect you more than you need to protect me right now. You’re so.. small, and vulnerable.”
Virgil glared at Thomas, and grumbled something under his breath.
“What was that, Verge?”
“Nuffin. Shut up.”
“So pure, and cute. My goodness.”
Virgil had enough of this. He tried to squirm out of Thomas’ hold. Thomas gave the others a look like, “Uh, help. Tiny, grumpy child is trying to leave. What do I do?”
Roman chuckled, and motioned for Thomas to let him down.
“You can let him go.”
Thomas reluctantly let Virgil down, and watched as he waddled over to his coffee table then climbed up. He sat on the middle of it, and glared at everyone. Patton squealed, and pointed at him excitedly.
“I found him! I win! I get cuddles now! Haha!”
Patton rushed over to him, and scooped him up. Virgil groaned, and tried to squirm away.
Patton giggled, and held Virgil close.
“Sorry, kiddo! You know the rules!”
Virgil grumbled some more, but happily curled up to Patton.
Thomas looked at the other two in confusion.
“What.. was that?”
Logan chuckled, and adjusted his glasses.
“You remember how Virgil likes to sit on surfaces that aren’t meant to be sat on? Usually because he is overwhelmed, but sometimes just because?”
Thomas nodded so Logan continued.
“Yes, well, child Virgil has turned that into a game of sorts. Whoever finds him sitting in one of his obscure spots first wins.. cuddles for as long as they want. I realize now how ridiculous this game is, but it makes Virgil happy. And Virgil is rarely happy, which is upsetting, so I actually quite enjoy partaking in this silly game.”
Thomas can’t helping ‘awwing’ for a ridiculous amount of time which makes Logan cringe.
“Logan! You totally have a soft spot for cute children. Ya know you’re a lot more emotional, and fun than you try to make us think.”
Logan sighed exasperatedly, and looked at Patton.
“You won the game so it is now your turn to watch Virgil. Not like you’ll complain. If any of you need me I will be in my room recovering from these ridiculous past few days.”
Roman spoke up right as Logan sunk down.
“Gonna be a few more ridiculous days-maybe weeks-for you, buddy, but okay.”
Thomas laughed, and shook his head.
“You better find the solution!”
“I know! I know! I’ll go do that right now. Geez.”
And with that Roman sunk down. Thomas looked at Patton to see him holding a very sleepy Virgil.
“Uh, hey kiddo. I’d stay to help you figure some things out, but this kiddo is all tired out. Mind if I..?”
Thomas sighed, but couldn’t help smiling at the adorable sleepy side.
“It’s cool, Patton. Go ahead. We can talk later.”
Patton smiled, and sunk down to put Virgil down for a nap in his room.
Thomas sighed, and went back to doing what he was doing before he summoned the sides. All he could think is: Well, this should be interesting.
And yes. Interesting it will be.
hey what the fuck is a good ending? idk anyway yeah Thomas knows about lil baby Virgil now yay! (also i feel like the whole realistic outside world/height thing doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. let’s just pretend it does lmao)
The characters in this are Azrael the Angel of Death (played by Y) and Dareios who is possessed by a snake demon/deity that calls itself Leviathan (played by me). Dareios is immortal thanks to Leviathan, and Azrael doesn’t like immortal humans, so Y and I are trying to figure out how they would interact.
Y: Okay but Azrael’s blades usually conceal themselves as scissors imagine a typical teenager in a hoodie (Azrael’s human appearance) threathening Dareios with scissors. I wouldn’t be sure whether to laugh or call the cops.
Me: “Well as long as they don’t run with them” - Dareios
Y: I think that’s gonna be the least of your concerns somehow buddy
Y: Honestly tho I know for fact that the first thing Azrael says to Dareios is “the fuck are you”.
Y: (I have this idea that Azrael is the only angel who swears)
(here’s where we switched to actually being IC or OOC)
Dareios: “I could ask you the same question, but I already know the answer: rude.”
Y: OH SNAP
Me: I love it when Dareios goes all sassy.
Azrael: “Politeness gets you nowhere, certainly not when facing death.”
Y: But seriously Azrael looks like a moody teenager so I doubt that would be taken seriously
Dareios: “Assuming I will answer your question…”
Dareios/Leviathan (talking at the same time): “…Which of us did you ask?”
Azrael: “Cursed be the English language. The ‘you’ was plural.”
Y: ‘Cursed be the English language’? Who says that???
Me: Azrael, clearly
Dareios: “That is a very old-fashioned phrase for a kid like you”
Azrael: “Now who’s the rude one. Show your elders some respect.”
Leviathan: “Excuse you!?” (pretending to be insulted)
Azrael: (snickers) “You clearly haven’t seen me before. Understandable, since you’re immortal, you don’t know what Death looks like.”
Dareios: “I know what Death looks like, but it never holds me long enough for me to register its true appearance.”
Azrael: “Well now you do. And now I have to correct the natural order.” (takes out scissors)
Dareios: “Going to cut my thread of life, or whatever it’s called?”
Azrael: “Oh no. I take offense to immortal humans, I’m going to get up close and personal with this.” (separates the blades of the scissors and turns them into a dagger and a sword)
Dareios: “Well, you definitely shouldn’t run with those.” (makes magic sword appear out of thin air)
Azrael: “I’ve been doing this since the dawn of life. You should be worried about yourself.”
Y: Dawn of life, is that even a thing??
Me: I guess it is
Dareios: "I’d like to see you try. Maybe I will stay dead this time. I doubt it, though.“
Azrael: (suddenly holding the dagger to Dareios’ throat) “Don’t patronize me, WORM.”
Leviathan: “I take offense to that.”
Azrael: (steps back) “And I take offense to you. We’re even now, huh?”
Leviathan: “Guess so.”
Y: Okay but (her other two characters) standing on the sideline watching these two duke it out
Leviathan: “Question. Can an Angel of Death die?”
Azrael: “Are you an idiot? Of course I can’t. If I died, no one else would. The natural order would be a mess.”
Leviathan: “Another question. Do you think you’d be able to kill a god?”
Azrael: “I’ve done it before. The real question is; is it your time to go? I know the human passed his long ago. That must be corrected.”
Leviathan: “My dear host will not pass his time until I allow him to.”
Azrael: “Unfortunately for you, you’re not in charge of either fate or destiny. All I have to do is wrench control from you for just a second. Then he’s gone.”
Leviathan: “Gone for how long?”
Azrael: “Forever. He’ll be dead.”
Leviathan: “Will he? He has died thousands of times before, and I brought him back every time.”
Azrael: “This time is different. You haven’t dealt with me in person before. When I close the gates, they won’t open for anyone.”
Leviathan: “I’d like to see that happening.”
Azrael: “I told you, didn’t I? You’re not the one in charge. I am.” (reveals wings)
Leviathan: “Oh, really? Who is stronger, an Angel or a God? Time to find out~”
Azrael: “Such arrogance. I was here before you, and I will be here after you. Those words, I’ve heard them before. Yet I am here, and they are not.”
Leviathan: “Were you here before me? Well, I suppose you were in this exact location before I was, but that’s not the point.”
Me: Leviathan no. Stop sassing the angel of death.
Azrael: “The moment life was invented, I was there, ready to claim it. Such is the natural law of things.”
Leviathan: “Would that make you the first or the second creature alive?”
Azrael: “Second after God. I was a force of nature at first. Then I chose to serve Him.”
Leviathan: “That makes sense. Now, I guess we have talked enough…”
Azrael: “You are a fine conversation partner, I must say. Not many people ask me things other than 'why me?’.”
Leviathan: “I know the answer to that already, so I don’t need to ask. Now, are you going to kill me or not?”
Imagine Jared and Misha teasing Jensen because you, his favorite actress and celebrity crush, got a part in Supernatural and he acts like a fanboy.
“So how’s it going guys? It’s been quite some time since I last saw you and so much has changed!” the interviewer said with a smile as the three men nodded their heads.
“Oh yeah definitely! I mean I- I died, so there’s that.” Misha said with a shrug and Jared and Jensen snickered “You know-” he spoke up again, raising a finger “I think the only sad thing about it is that it wasn’t Jared that did it, it’s sad for him at least.” he looked at the taller man you nodded his head with a grin.
“Agree, absolutely agree! So I am just here and apologizing to you Misha, I will try harder next time to convince the writers to let me do that!” he said and Misha laughed himself.
“Well, glad to know you guys are taking well to that!” she laughed.
“Oh yeah, he’s a Winchester. He’ll be back, we don’t worry about that.” Jensen shook his head and Misha grinned.
“I love just how normal this sounds in the fandom to be honest!” she chuckled “Speaking of which: there has been a new addition to it, right?”
“Uh the Nephilim, right?” Jared spoke up with a smile “Yeah, I am sure this will be so much fun, we have already filmed a couple scenes and I’ve read some of the future scenes too and it’s all so much I honestly didn’t know they could take it this far! I really think he’s one of the most interesting characters we’ve ever had.”
“That’s amazing, try not to kill him to fast boys.” she chuckled an they laughed.
“Well, I’ll- I’ll try to hold Jared back since he wants to turn this into Friday the 13th all of a sudden!” Jensen said with a grin, pointing at his friend.
“Me or you? Dude, we need to avenge our friend’s death even if he is not directly responsible!” Jared shook hs head with a laugh.
“You said you’d like to kill me yourself just a second ago!” Misha exclaimed and Jared shrugged.
“That’s exactly what I mean. Took away the perfect opportunity!” he said so simply that it actually made everybody laugh.
“Glad to see you still love each other just as much as the first day, even after all these years.” she said with a giggle.
“Oh trust me!” Jensen piped in “I still want to off both of them just as much as the first day of meeting them!”
“Seriously?” Misha laughed at him as Jensen grinned “What am I supposed to say then you assholes?” he said in disbelief and Jensen shook his head, laughing wholeheartedly.
“Yes, yes we really are a family here as you can see!” Jared said with a big smile.
“That is great to see then.” she chuckled, flipping through her card for the next question “Other than this one addition to the show, one we’ve really been waiting for actually there was one that has been announced this summer and it really surprised everybody! I’m talking about a new ally that we may not know the actual name of but know is going to be one hell of an appearance since she’s portrayed by an amazing actress as (Y/n)!” she said with a grin and Misha and Jared smiled widely as the glanced at Jensen, whose head hang low.
“Oh there we go.” he mumbled and she raised an eyebrow.
“And that would mean?” she asked as she too a look at the snickering Jared and Misha.
“You know I actually thought I was going to avoid the embarrassment but nope, here comes possibly the worst moments of my life.” Jensen rested his chin on his palm and sighed, a little too dramatically.
“You’ll see. Oh you’ll see.” Jensen mumbled, glancing at his friends from the corner of his eyes.
“Oh relax, we’re not gonna embarrass you… a lot.” Misha said with a shrug as Jensen scoffed.
“Well, let me explain everything cause you seem confused.” Jared got on a serious face and Jared just hid his face behind his hands at what was coming “Jensen is a fan of (Y/n)’s. Like not the normal kind, if there is that, no. Not the ‘Oh I love your movies, can I have an autograph?’ absolutely not. He’s more like- Do you remember Becky from the show?” he asked and she nodded her head.
“Yeah, yeah I do. That kind of fan?”
“No, no.” he shook his head “Worse! Actually much much worse!” he exclaimed and Misha snickered “He’s seen all of her movies at least ten times each, and his favorites- oh those I can’t even count. He knows the dialogs better than the actors that have actually been in them. And he’s seen every interview she’s ever had, like every one of them I am not kidding you! And- and Chuck forbid if she uploads a photo or video on any of her social media oh dear! The first like will always be his! Always I swear!”
“And he sure as hell won’t stop talking or at least thinking about it all day!” Misha spoke up, looking at Jensen who was shaking his head with a small whine leaving his lips “He hasn’t commented on any of them, not yet but oh Castiel help anyone that dares say they are her biggest fan! Nope, they don’t live to see the next day come!” he shook his head “Absolutely not! And let’s not get started when someone mentions her, he will pop in worse than Castiel himself! He almost gave one of the make up artists a heart attack!”
“So as you expect-” Jared wet on from then “When we found out that she had actually audition for a role in Supernatural, we did our best to avoid him at all costs!”
“Because he was a mess of nerves and stuttering and awkwardness. Dean around a woman has nothing in common with what he was just at the mere thought she’d be on set with us! He’d ask questions about himself, and what she’d think and then thing of everything that could go wrong and all the ways he could embarrass himself in front of her!” Jared said with a chuckle as the only thing Jensen could do was mumble 'I hate you’s.
“Wow I really think that filming this season is going to be interesting then huh?”
“Oh I’m already sure we’ll have the best gag reel ever!” Misha said proudly and Jared nodded his head.
“We can’t wait for the teasing- er I mean shooting to begin!” he said and Misha snickered.
“I- I don’t really know why I hang out with these guys anymore.” Jensen huffed, shifting in his seat.
“Well, although Jared and Misha made it pretty clear I’d like to ask you Jensen if you have anything to say about (Y/n) being in Supernatural?”
“Well, uhm I’m sorry for a moment I was too caught up planning their deaths.” Jensen cleared his throat, blinking.
“Pff as if. He’s too caught up thinking about her. Cough – celebrity crush for life – cough some more.” Jared said with a smirk and Jensen only rolled his eyes.
“I’m gonna try to ignore the moose and uhm say that, honestly and all jokes aside I was really excited that we were going to have such an amazing actress on the show. It’s not every day an oscars’ winner wants to be part of this. I know she declined several movies to be able to be here with us, at least for this season and if that’s not honoring enough I don’t know what is.” he shrugged “I think- honestly, know she is going to do an amazing job in bringing this character to life and give her the depth and feelings she really needs and yeah maybe it’s the fan in me talking but I really think this is going to be my favorite season so far!”
“Alright, it’s great to hear that from you guys now.” she flipped through her cards, her eyebrows shot up once she read the question.
“Oh wow, alright- so I have a you could say question here that has been sent by the actual authors of the show to me. They told me they wanted the reactions captured on camera and I couldn’t understand then but now I really do understand.” she chuckled, catching their attention.
“They said they wanted to tell it to you when giving out the script for the next episode you have to film but found this as a great opportunity to let you, especially Jensen, know.” she looked at them.
“I’m… kinda scared now.” he mumbled.
“They’re killing you off dude!” Jared said with a snicker “Shame you won’t have a scene with your princess.” he said and only got a hit on the head from him.
“Uh actually quite the opposite.” she spoke up “To Jensen: How does it feel being told that (Y/n)’s character is going to be Dean’s most serious love interest along with everything that comes with that?”
summary: You can’t hold back your feelings for the fuckboy and neither can he. member: Jeon Jungkook x reader genre: fluff, romance, angst word count: 5k warnings: fuckboy!Jungkookbadboy!Jungkook I hate you Masterlist│ 1 │ 2 │ 3│4 │5│6 │ 7│ (ongoing) A/N: Thank you guys, 200+ followers seems like a dream. To celebrate 200 you can ASK and SUBMIT Literally ANYTHING. What made you click “Keep Reading”? do you want to see other character’s POV? Was there anything that confused you? Was there a part that was too cringy? Just want to say hi? go ahead!!!
The softness of the blanket hugged your whole body, making you sink deeper into the warm mattress. You didn’t remember the last time your bed felt so comfortable. The feeling was quite strange, but comforting at the same time, helping you forget about what had happened the day before, not that you remembered much of it. You stretched out your body and slowly opened your eyes.
“What the fuck?”-no wonder the bed was so comfy, that’s because it wasn’t yours, just like the blanket you were wrapped up in, or the room you were so happy to wake up in just a few seconds ago. What happened, why were you here, who brought you? All the questions were wandering in your brain, not remaining on a single topic for a long period of time.
“Okay, breathe, Y/N, just breathe”-you tried to calm yourself down, while carefully looking around the room. You didn’t want to make any sound, to make yourself present just in case that someone who brought you here was still in the apartment.
You took off the blanket, causing the sudden shame and embarrassment to stiffen your body, at the sight of the only remaining clothes you were wearing: a black lace underwear and a baggy white T-shirt that didn’t belong to you. You sighed heavily, covering your mouth from shock and once again looked around just to see a glass of water and a piece of paper lying on top of the nightstand:
“Take the pill for your headache, I’m gone for the groceries. Don’t leave before I get back, we need to talk-Jungkook”
Picture Perfect - Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester - Chapter 9
Title: Picture Perfect
Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: Around 5k
Prompt: I got it! Can you do a fic where Sam dies while (Y/N) is pregnant with his child and so Dean helps her raise the child and they live the apple pie life and right when Dean wants to propose to (Y/N), Sam returns to life & ANGST. Please and thank you
“No, (Y/n).” Sam breathed out seeing the expression on your face “No, please. I- I can talk with him, you don’t seem in the state to-”
“I’m in the perfect state, Sam.” you huffed, taking Mary from his arms, but you were more hurt about something else “I told him, I made it clear that he and Mary could not see each other and he-”
“Should just accept it? Gosh, (Y/n) do you even hear what you’re saying?” the anger was evident in his voice, hell frustration, but his expression and everything else showed how calm he was – for Mary obviously – and you averted your eyes, kissing your daughter’s forehead. You almost recoiled at his words. In all the years you’d been with Sam you had seen him angry and let down only a few times, and each of them you didn’t dare say a word as it made you realize the seriousness of the situation.
“This is Dean we’re talking about, my brother Dean. He’s the most stubborn man you’d meet in your entire life. He never goes down without a fight for what he wants and now with Mary- did you really think he was just going to let you keep him away from her like that? He was just too shocked, even if he didn’t admit it, and he was a wreck for hurting you so he did’t insist on it, but- he’s not going to stop wanting to see her.”
“I only want her to be happy.” you whispered, Sam’s words cutting you like a knife. Maybe you had been too heartbroken when you saw Dean was leaving, maybe too disappointed and angry at the same time and you couldn’t control your actions or words, and it all lead to you looking like the worst mother ever but it was the only thing that lessened the pain and that in your foggy mind had made sense.
“And I know that, I understand that- better than anyone, remember?” he whispered, getting closer as he palced a hand on the small back of your daughter who only looked between the two of you with a frown.
You said your house was haunted by "parakeets and Amish Satan" EXPLAIN
…I don’t remember posting about that on here omfg how deep in my personal tag are you? 😂 Those are two different stories so this is probably gonna be long.
Alright, so I was always that freaky little ‘I see dead people’ shithead when I was a kid. You know, that asshole kid that gives detailed descriptions of relatives that died before they were born and says they see them on the ceiling or some shit? That was me. Important to the stories. I’ll start with the parakeets.
Okay, so when I was like…Maybe 5 or 6, I really wanted to get a pet. We had a dog, but I was not the dog’s favorite person, and I was in that whole ‘I wanna prove I’m responsible’ stage of childhood, so I ambushed my parents with the pet question when we were out to dinner. (Which was a strategic move, as I knew all the waiters at the restaurant liked me and would maybe throw in a pity “Aww, get the girl a pet” comment as a guilt trip if they over heard the conversation. It totally worked lmao)
So, after a long debate about animals, my parents decided to get me parakeets. Which, I had not been aiming for (I wanted something cuddly, and I like birds in theory, not in practice) but I was not in a position for arguing when I was about to get a pet, so I agreed and we headed off to PetSmart and got two birds.
Now, over the course of my childhood, I only had three birds- Blueberry, Banana, and Snowcap. You can probably figure out what they looked like, I was not the most creative child. So, in our old house, which was, frankly, a better house, they had a great life! We kept them in the living room, right next to the huge glass doors that lead to the backyard so they got a lot of sunlight and fresh air, we were great about cleaning up their feathers, they didn’t feel attention starved so they weren’t too loud or annoying. It was great.
Then we moved to our current house, and that’s where it starts getting complicated.
See, my mom and I were both on a depression battle, and if you know anything about that, it made it very hard for us to do things. Energy wasn’t there. So while we were obviously still feeding the birds and everything, we definitely let the cage get messy and stopped cleaning up feathers. We had them on the bay window in my living room, so it looked like a mess, which really pissed my Aunt Gail off. Gail was a psycho bitch, for reference, but she had moved in with us to help pay bills and insisted the birds were taken out of the living room, which I wasn’t really down with, but I also wasn’t down with her locking me in a closet, so I listened to her. So Blueberry and Snowcap got banished to the computer room, where there was very little light, always loud music playing, and barely any attention for them. I remember they’d get so loud and we’d just throw a sheet over the cage or turn the lights off or yell for them to shut up. As it stands now, I realize we definitely ended up mistreating the birds, and I feel incredibly guilty about that, but as a little kid with very little patience and a fear of birds, who was mostly following her mother and aunt’s actions, I didn’t understand. I got pretty detached from them because of where I was mentally, and I remember when they both died (separately- Blueberry held on for a while, so she was sadly alone for a while), I like, forced all emotion about it away and just didn’t focus on it. Do you know what I mean? I was pretending like I wasn’t effected, like it was a non-issue, and like tbh I didn’t even let myself focus on how effed up that is until a couple years ago. But that was just the headspace I was in.
Okay, so anyway, birds: I always hear them outside my window during the day, chirping up a storm, but at night? It’s usually dead silent, with the occasional hoot from an owl who’s literally only there to make me think about the movie “The Fourth Kind” in the middle of the night. Fuck that owl, I don’t want to think about that movie.
Sometimes, though, when I’m having an Insomniac Episode ™ , I’ll be in the computer room (there’s no wifi in my house, we’re still in the 90′s) late at night, messing around, and for a short amount of time I’ll hear birds, like, screeching. And I never really thought much about it, because like, nature can do whatever it wants, but it started getting a little odd. Like, I’d leave the computer room to go downstairs for a bit, and I’d hear absolutely nothing. Dead silence, even though the kitchen is directly below it and thus has the same trees, or even if I leave the door open, it’s just quiet. But the second I step off the step and into the room, it starts back up. Weird, right? I started feeling really eerie about it, and started purposefully leaving the computer room whenever it started up.
And then, that lead me to noticing when it started up…It was always at 3:00am to 4:00 am. Which is, you know, The Witching Hour. The Ghost Hour. The Demon Hour. Plenty of names, but all the same concept. Any self-respecting paranormal fucker knows that things get weird at 3:00 am. The veil’s a little thinner then.
And that in itself freaked me out, but I always feel pretty freaked out at that time anyway, because as mentioned, I’m That Asshole Kid who hears disembodied voices and sees things out of the corner of my eye and always feels like something is right behind me. That’s only gotten better and worse with age in different ways- but anyway, while the bird stuff was freaking me out, I had yet to put together what it was, because frankly I’m just a wimp and I thought it was overall anxiety making me hear things.
So then, a little under a year ago, I’m watching some show about the paranormal and animals, and some dude is recounting a story about a ghost cat or something, and I remember being like…what the fuck, animals can be ghosts? What? Because that’s not something that ever occurred to me before, and not something I had heard of. And the guy went on to say something like if the animals were mistreated in life, they have as much chance to come back as a person-ghost who died tragically or something. And I just like, had a flash, of realizing how we had definitely mistreated the birds, and how I only hear screaming birds in their room, at 3:00 am, and it was just sort of an “everything clicked together moment”, and I was like, shit. I’m being haunted by my old pet parakeets.
I still hear them all the time, but I mean, I’m not turning out lights or telling them to shut up anymore, because honestly? They definitely have a reason to complain and make their voices heard over that. Like, if they need to let out frustration from beyond the grave, they definitely have my attention.
Okay, on to Amish Satan.
So in…Fifth grade, my class took a field trip to Lancaster, to tour some old coal mines and see some donkeys and stuff. It was nothing special, honestly, but it was a fun trip. So anyway, they had a little gift shop the let us go into because what’s a field trip without souvenirs? And they were mostly selling coal related stuff- I’ve got a little statue of a mouse made out of coal on my nightstand that I got there. But they were also selling these little Amish dolls, right? So as a young girl with a great love for dolls (I used to have a huge collection of all kinds), obviously I had to get one.
So I picked out a guy doll because I loved the shade of blue they used for his shirt, he had little black suspenders and a black hat, it was cute. Paid the store owner, got on the bus with my new little friend to head home.
(Completely unrelated to the story, but back then I was anime trash and decided to name this poor thing Kiyo after the main character from Zatch Bell lmao)
So anyway, on the bus home, I started getting slightly…unsettled by the fact he didn’t have a face. Like, it didn’t bother me when I bought him, but now it was starting to really freak me out. I kept asking the teachers why Amish dolls didn’t have faces, but no one had answers for me, which was frustrating, because I thought if I could understand the reasoning, it wouldn’t freak me out as much.
I was starting to regret buying it, but when we got back to school, my friend Rachel whipped out a sharpie and said “It’s yours anyway, just give him a face yourself!” which sounded like a relatively good idea. I drew the least intimidating face I could- two simple big eyes, point for a nose, big goofy smile with his tongue sticking out. It’s cute and dumb. Seriously, I still have the doll, you don’t look at this thing and think “Satan” at all.
So, me and my friends played with this doll all the time. We’d use to make him do tricks and flip him around and stuff- I remember one year we accidentally got him stuck on the Christmas tree and left him up there with all the decorations because we thought it was the funniest thing ever. This was like our go-to doll. We loved the thing. And sure, I’d have a weird experience every now and then, but I had absolutely no reason to think it was connected to the doll, because the things weren’t that out-of-ordinary for me.
So, in sixth grade, I had to start going to this free children’s hospital in the city called Shriners, and there were always a lot of Amish people there, because it was free and they have higher risks for birth defects and problems. And I was a super shy child, but at the same time I didn’t want to sit quietly in a waiting room for a millions years, so I’d usually quietly bond with a kid over some of the toys the waiting room had out, or if I was just reading I’d still make a point to smile politely at everyone I made eye contact with. The adults always seemed suspicious of me, but I figured it was just a whole ‘Amish vs The English’ thing, or because my health problems were a lot less physically obvious than their children’s and they were upset about that. It made me feel uncomfortable, but it was nothing serious.
Except one day, I was making small talk with one family and the little girl had a doll out, and I just said something like “Oh I have one of those dolls! It has a face on it though.” And her mother got all wide eyed and dragged her kids to the other side of the room while talking in their language (I don’t know the name of it) and I was just like???? Oh shit what did I do??? Like it was strange omg.
So anyway, time goes on. I get older, I stop playing with dolls, and actually end up selling or trashing most of them. I kept the Amish doll around though, but it wasn’t like me and my friends were playing with him every day anymore. He was just there. Something inside of me couldn’t bear to get rid of him, but I wasn’t doing anything with him either.
And after a while, it started to feel weird. Like…uncomfortable. Sort of a ‘why don’t you play with me anymore’ vibe, which sounded so stupid, because I was in high school at this point, I could not justify thinking an old toy was sad. This isn’t fucking Toy Story, you know? (Incidentally, while I love the Toy Story films, they’re also lowkey my worst nightmares).
I remember edging around him. Like, he still has the same dumb, cutesy face drawn on, but something was making me uncomfortable to be around him. I felt watched and guilty and nervous. At some point he ended up on the staircase leading to my computer room, just laying there for a couple years. Neither me or my mom ever bothered to touch him.
Okay, so then I go away for my only semester of college, and one day I was in the group chat with my friends and we were talking about creepy things that have happened to us. And I brought up this doll, and they were kinda interested and I remember saying “Watch me come home for break and he’s not gonna be wear I left him” as a joke.
I get home from break…Guess who’s not fucking on the steps like he’d been for the past 3 years?
I was cracking up, I remember texting my friend Zoe who started freaking out, but I was like “Okay, creepy coincidence, but obviously my mom must’ve just moved him or thrown him out”.
…Except my mom had no idea what I was talking about. She had no memory of this doll, let alone walking past it all the time for three years while it sat on the steps. She swore she didn’t move it.
So I was like…okay,
So then I’m back home officially and I still can’t find it. I searched everywhere- not even because I wanted the doll, just because not knowing where it was was making me feel even more nervous and anxious than having to tip-toe around it. I had random scary thoughts pop up in my head of it appearing in my room suddenly, or moving on it’s own. I was really freaking myself out- being paranoid is what I’m best at.
Okay, at some point down the line, one day I’m on my couch just flicking through channels, and I come across a marathon of a show called “Amish Haunting” (Honestly, check it out if you like ghost shows, it’s pretty cool). The episode that happens to be playing is feature a segment called “The Faceless Doll” and the paranormal experience that family had when an English neighbor gave their young daughter a doll with a face. Shit got fucked up for this family. Real shit guys.
They explained within the episode that the reason for faceless dolls is because the Amish believe that fake faces- like on dolls, in photographs, what have you- are an invitation for the Devil into your home. They believe he can use the fake eyes to see into your life and watch you and grow stronger and mess you up, basically. So, when 10 year old Molly drew that face on, not only was she accidentally disrespecting the Amish’s beliefs, she was basically unwittingly inviting Satan into her house, and then using him as a best play mate with her two other Catholic School Girl friends. Iconic.
I have since found the doll- mind you, in a place where he literally never should have been- but things seem…Calmer? I do occasionally feel a little watched, but honestly I feel like now that I’m aware my doll is potentially housing Satan, we’re on better terms? Allegedly a couple of my friends have had weird experiences after insulting him, but I wasn’t around so I can’t confirm or deny. Like, I definitely still get creeped out by him, but not as much, and I don’t feel a weird sad aura around the doll anymore.
So, now I’m just kinda hoping we stay on these chill mutual grounds and I don’t, like, get possessed or anything. But yeah, that’s the story of Amish Satan, you just gotta be a little respectful with him.
↠ jongin x f!reader; 14.5k; he’s not ready to be a king yet, but with some help jongin will rule over everything ↠ royal!au, mentions of death and stuff like that, jongin is a soft prince that you will love even if he’s innocent n smol
“I mean, I want you to be more than my housecarl,” Jongin tells you, “you’re not my mother’s gift to me. I want you to be my girlfriend. That’s what I want you to be.”
You don’t answer him straight away. The words in your mouth are jumbled and they only become worse when you look Jongin in the eyes. “Girlfriend?”
♡ — au where yoongi is a rapper and a producer while jungkook is a music student trying to become a singer (40/?)
“THE PLAN” (aka make yoonkook real)
The whole thing was a setup.
Jungkook sensed it the moment they arrived at the studio and the others weren’t there, except for Jin, who had a blush creeping on his cheeks. He was putting some bowls full of food - that smelled amazing - on the table Namjoon usually used to put part of his Ryan collection that normally stays in the producer’s room. However the plushies were nowhere to be found.
“Ah! The others are arriving… in a couple of minutes… Yeah. Hm. ” He had said, looking all nervous. “I’ve gotta run, yeah, I think I forgot to turn the oven off back home, you guys know how I am, right?”
If he was trying to sound sincere, he was doing a poor job. Jungkook knew Jin. His cousin was a little lost and scatter-brained, but never - ever - in the kitchen. It was his sacred place, he would never do such thing as leaving his oven on to leak gas.
“Are you kidding me?” Yoongi sounded annoyed. He probably sensed that something was wrong too.
“Ahhh… I’ll be back in a few, boys! Bye!” He said, already closing the door behind him with his coat halfway up his arms. They then heard a soft click from the door being locked.
Jungkook sighed and looked over at Yoongi, who was taking off his coat and throwing himself on the leather couch.
“They’re up to something”
♡ ♡ ♡
“Well? Do you think they believed it?” Hoseok asked, while practically jumping in the back seat Jimin placed his hands on his hips and tried to settle Hoseok down but failed, as expected.
“Not for a second. Yoongi didn’t buy my excuse, but whatever. The important thing is that they’re together, and alone, with the best cooking in the world. Everything is going as we planned!” Jin said while closing the passenger side door, and leaning to give the driver (his boyfriend) a sweet peck on the lips. “Now we just have to wait until they contact us. I’m pretty sure that Yoongi will be calling to ask what’s going on soon enough.”
Namjoon started the car and left the front of the building where the Cypher Studio was located. Their plan was as simple as it could be. Make Yoongi and Jungkook believe they were all going to meet and celebrate the 3 year anniversary of the studio, pretend that something came up and leave the boys alone. Jin had made some of his best dishes, brought some wine and had the stereo ready to be activated from his phone, set to play some playlist that Taehyung swore on his life that it was romantic. He hoped so.
No one could stand Yoongi and Jungkook dancing around each other anymore, saying that they were friends, when everyone could feel their sexual tension from miles. But it wasn’t just that. They clearly had feelings for the other but they acted like it was nothing. They would spend all night talking, absorbed in their own little world when all of them were around. Their touch would linger way longer than friendly acceptable and they kept staring like they were reading the other’s mind. It was creepy but, at the same time, it was beautiful. Namjoon had known Yoongi for years and he never saw his friend like that, happy, giving so many smiles and taking care of himself. The boy driving the car was praying that everything would work out and his two friends would acknowledge their feelings so they could finally be together.
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Where are you guys?
Oh, hey Hyung!
Hey?? Where are you, brat?
You guys were supposed to be here
Kookie and I are waiting for 40 minutes
Aren’t you guys coming???!!!
What the fuck, Tae?
What do you mean by “no”??
It means we’re not going!
I knew you were all up to something
What’s going on?
You’re a smart boy
You’ll figure it out
Shut up, Tae
What he meant is
Why don’t you and Jungkook just enjoy the night?
Jin-hyung left some food and wine in the kitchen
You guys can talk
And enjoy the night…
I can’t believe this
Are you guys seriously playing matchmaker with us??
If this is what it takes
To make you guys realize you should be together
Then yes, we’re really playing matchmaker
Good night, Hyung!
♡ ♡ ♡
Groaning, Yoongi threw his phone on the couch and turned to look at Jungkook, who was sitting at the piano, softly touching the keys almost like he was afraid of the sound. He took his time staring at the boy. He was dressed like he always was; skinny jeans, a sweater that is clearly too big for him and the damn timberlands he insisted on using every freaking time. With his hair looking like a planned mess, in the strange yellow light of the studio, casually playing the piano, he looked like a model. Yoongi didn’t know how that was possible, how could the boy look like he was at a fashion shoot all the time. Like he knew that Yoongi was thinking about him, Jungkook turned around and smiled, showing his bunny teeth and closing his eyes.
Yoongi never stood a chance.
He should have known, from the beginning, since the day that Jin-hyung called to invite him to a special welcome dinner for his little cousin that was moving to Seoul to study music. The boy had a captivating personality and boyish smile. He looked like he was really naive and shy, but as soon as he was comfortable, he would become playful and touchy. He was smart and good at nearly everything. But, above all, Jungkook was passionate about music and that really did a number on Yoongi, himself being a music lover since he was little. And then, when he sang for the first time for the older, with a sweet voice that could reach amazing tones, apparently, it reached Yoongi’s heart too.
Maybe it was the long periods of time they spent together, maybe it was the way Jungkook was always up to eat tons of lamb skewers, or maybe it was the way that he seems to really get Yoongi understand him like no one else could. He knew when the older boy needed to chat about random things like new music equipment and anime, or when he just needed the company, just needed to know that Jungkook was there for him. Whatever it was, Yoongi knew he was too far gone, his feelings for the boy with the bunny smile too obvious to pretend they weren’t there.
Smiling back, Yoongi got up from the couch and headed to the piano, sitting with Jungkook.
“This is one of my favourite songs, and I never showed it to anyone… Until now” he heard Jungkook let a little-surprised sound before he started to play the notes he knew too well. “It’s called I Need U”
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The song was a beautiful mix of delicate and melancholic, while still sounding a little happy.
Jungkook felt mesmerized every time he heard Yoongi playing and he allowed himself to really watch him. The older never looked so angelic as he looked when his fingers were sliding over the piano keys like it was the most natural thing in the world. He looked at his face and he had his eyes closed, looking so peaceful and… passionate. It was overwhelming and it felt like Yoongi was showing his soul. Jungkook felt warm inside. Looking at Yoongi’s face and hearing the song felt like it was too much. This was, probably, the most beautiful scene Jungkook has ever seen. Even if it wasn’t the first time he listened to him playing, he still needed to catch a breath.
It was like every time he was with Yoongi, he had to force himself to breathe. He would constantly catch himself staring at the pianist, getting lost in his moonlight-kissed skin, his lazy eyes and his lips, that looked oh-so-soft, that these days seemed to be a constant theme in his dreams… And before he noticed, his face was almost purple, both from embarrassment and for the lack of oxygen.
When the music came to an end, the notes slowing fading, it was like the melody still remained in the air. Yoongi took a breath, his hands still ghosting over the keys , like he refused to part ways.
Like it was the most natural thing to do, Jungkook slowly took his hand to the piano, his fingers brushing onto Yoongi’s and softly caressed them, like some sort of “thank you” for the song. The boy felt like the warmth he was feeling inside was spreading through his whole body, contrasting with Yoongi’s cold hand.
“Jungkook-ah…” His name sounded like a breath, a whisper.
He waited for the older boy to complete the sentence but he didn’t. Instead, he moved his hand, their fingers intertwining into a loose grip. Jungkook felt Yoongi’s thumb slowly move like he was drawing something on the back of the boy’s hand.
It felt oddly normal to stay like this, even though they had never held hands this way before. Sure, they touched each other’s hands once or twice but it never felt like this. So personal, so meaningful. It felt right.
Jungkook already had some plans in his mind, about how to approach Yoongi and tell him about his feelings, maybe ask him on a date or at least make his intentions a little more clear, but while holding the older boy’s hand, he figured this was as good time as any.
“Hyung, I…” his voice cracked a little, He couldn’t hide how nervous he was feeling, even if he tried. Hearing his name, Yoongi looked at Jungkook, their hands never parting.
While gazing into Yoongi’s eyes, it was hard to get his month to work and say the words he wanted to say for so long, to ask for the things he craved so much, things that made him lose countless hours of sleep. But Jungkook couldn’t and wouldn’t let this chance slip away.
“Hyung, can I kiss you?”
Yoongi blinked a few times but didn’t seem like he was shocked, as Jungkook had imagined he would be. He just kept staring at the boy, like he was seeing into his soul, until he let a hard breath leave his lungs, his voice sounding a little strange. Almost desperate.
“God, Jungkook-ah… Just… Yes. Yes, please.”
And as soon as Yoongi said the words, Jungkook moved closer, their face mere inches from each other. Yoongi’s hot breath brushed against Jungkook’s face and both held each other’s gaze, like repeating the question, just to be sure. They were so close, their noses almost touching , when Jungkook finally gave in and closed the distance between them.
The young boy couldn’t help but let out a little whisper, as soon as he realised that yes, Yoongi’s lips were just as soft as they looked. Maybe more. Jungkook felt that his fingers were no longer intertwined with Yoongi’s, but soon enough he found out why because he felt the pianist grab his sweater and pull their bodies even closer, their lips never parting.
Yoongi pressed his lips against Jungkook’s, softly, before tracing the boy’s bottom lip with his tongue. He let go of the boy’s sweater, just to let his hands move to the back of his neck. Jungkook reacted taking his hands all the way to Yoongi’s hips and holding him in the place like he was afraid of the older boy leaving. Even in the awkward position, they kept kissing and breathing on each other’s lips, their tongues slowly touching every now and then. Jungkook craved for Yoongi’s lips, like he never wanted anything in his life. He tasted like coffee and warmth, and Jungkook felt addicted, a sound of contentment leaving his lips without him noticing.
They broke the kiss reluctantly to catch a proper breath, feeling like they had been kissing for hours, but their bodies remained close. Their lips were still touching when Jungkook murmured on the other’s lips.
“Kiss me again. Please kiss me again”
Yoongi didn’t have to be asked twice, kissing the boy with desperation, all the want and longing he had felt for so long finally being paid, with their lips locked together and their tongues caressing the other. It felt like heaven and Jungkook was feeling dizzy from happiness and want, a shiver running through his body like there were sparks dancing all the way down his spine.
Hello~ I have a rather odd request. You know Monsta X super well and I was wondering if you could give me a small guide on each member? Like their names/stage names and a little on what they’re like. Im so bad at telling them apart and remembering their names ㅠㅠ It’s really a really odd ask so you don’t have to ^^;; Thank you though.
This is not a weird request at all, in fact, I’m rather honored you asked me of all people to do this tbh so I am going to go all in ayy and tell you about this wonderful group of memes.
So, I was going to put a link on here to wthmille’s stan monsta x video (it sums them up perfectly) but it seems to have been taken down so unfortunately you can’t watch it unless you watch this where some British lad reacts to it. It’s not the same effect but it’s that or nothing unfortunately. I’m salty that video has gone down tbh it was amazing. Mille is also amazing- okay focus, Monsta X. Right.
I’m going to start at the beginning of Monsta X and give you a lil’ bit of history of these memes. So, they all started off on this music show called no mercy with a bunch of other guys. The idea of no mercy is basically you have to perform each week and someone gets knocked out each week. The winners of the show, obviously, are our wonderful seven.
We’re going to start with leader Shownu (Son Hyunwoo) he’s a rather shy character and the others like to make fun of him. He’s, from what I gather, a really fluffy and sweet guy. He was at JYP as a trainee, but shit went down and now he’s with starship. He’s friends with GOT7.
He’s super talented. He has an incredible singer, and his dancing is literally out of this world. He helps create the choreographies and claims he can pick up and move things around with his toes. I told you they are literal memes. He is very much a gym person and likes to work out a lot (it certainly shows)
When I write for Shownu I try my hardest to capture his soft soul and his kindness. He seems like the kind of person that is quiet, but has the biggest impact of all. The rest of Monsta X are literal animals so I question how he stays so sane sometimes. He is known as the “Dad” of the group, and he does come across of acting rather fatherly towards them since he looks after them all.
So now we’ve discussed Dad, I should probably introduce you to the Mum of Monsta X, otherwise known as Yoo Kihyun. Kihyun, according to the other members, nags them a lot and doesn’t like mess. He is that much like a Mother, and he also checks Changkyun before he sleeps (how fucking cute I can’t even-). Fun fact about Mum and Dad though, in no mercy, Kihyun and Shownu had to work together to do a duet and they were so awkward. Like you could just feel the awkwardness watching them, they were so uncomfortable around each other. Obviously, they are comfortable now and yeah, but I just think it’s amazing how much they’ve developed. A lot of people ship these too but I can’t really bring myself to. I’m changki trash I’m sorry.
Anyway, Kihyun is basically lead vocals (he kills it, he’s amazing) and if that’s not enough, he can also play the guitar and the piano. He’s also talented at cooking, he likes making ramen, and according to him, all of the other members are awful cooks (I can believe that tbh). He’s really salty about his height since he’s one of the shortest members. He hates his aegyo but let’s be honest he’s the only one.
Now I have told you about Kihyun, I can tell you about his other half, Lim Changkyun (Stage name: I.M.) He used to live in America at some point so he can speak English rather well. He’s another one that is rather quiet though, he’s not your stereotypical childish maknae, he’s rather reserved and comes off as quite mature. Except for when he’s biting Shownu’s arms I can’t justify that I’m sorry, I don’t get it either.
Apparently he is closest to his fellow rapper Jooheon, but he is close with other members too, and likes to play games with Kihyun. He seems sweet, but don’t be fooled, because he can and will wreck you.
Let’s talk about Lee Jooheon shall we? Well, Jooheon is literally a ball of fluff and a ball of fire all at the same time. When he raps, he’s like a beast, honestly, he’s so powerful and strong on the stage but in real life he is a literal cinnamon roll and his aegyo will make any heart melt (except for the one time he did aegyo and a baby cried). He’s kind of innocent to be honest, especially by comparison to the others, he doesn’t seem like he really understand innuendos, but he’s still hilarious all the same.
Fun fact for you, he really disliked Changkyun on no mercy because long story short, Changkyun replaced someone else and Jooheon (and the others as well tbh) were really salty about it. But they’re literally best pals now so it’s chill. He is also friends with GOT7 (at least Jackson, anyway). He plays the cute boy image really well. He’s scared really easily.
Next up we have Shin Hoseok (stage name: Wonho). This is where the penny drops and people who are now just finding out about this group realise where the inspiration for my username came from. Wonho is everyone’s bias wrecker. I don’t care what you say. If he’s not your bias, he’s your wrecker.
Wonho is literally the cutest member. He openly states he doesn’t care for gender roles and he has admitted before now that he doesn’t mind what gender he dates, all that matters is that they can cook good ramen. A lot of people ship him with Hyungwon, I am also guilty as charged.
Before he debuted, he lived in a poor family. He cried on no mercy telling the story of how his Mother sold all the furniture and that he had to debut for her and omg (I don’t cry, ever, and this nearly brought me to tears NEARLY) He is rather sensitive from what I gather, but that’s just what makes him all the more charming. He’s another one that takes his gym and fitness very seriously (again, it certainly shows).
Next we have Lee Minhyuk! The sunshine of the group. Minhyuk is the energetic one, and according to the other members he’s quite talkative even though he was quite quiet when he first started at the company. (ofc now he never shuts up, but that’s the beauty of him, really)
He’s said many times that he’d like to become an MC. He often MC’s for Monsta X on variety shows. He is a great MC. he’s very loud, confident and bubbly. He’s definitely the mood setter in the group. One of the members that he is closest with is Shownu because he said their personalities are so different it just works. There are a fair few Showhyuk shippers out there.
I was trying to avoid this one until the end because last but not least, we have my bias. Chae Hyungwon. Now, Hyungwon wasn’t always my bias, he was my wrecker, and unfortunately, he wrecked me completely and now he’s my bias.
How do I begin to explain Hyungwon? He’s a meme, the biggest one in the group, but he is also so sexy. He doesn’t get a lot of lines in songs I’m salty af but when he does he kills it. And his dance moves? It’s literal dancing sex jfc (I feel like I’m slightly biased ayy about him but idc)
Hyungwon is known to sleep a lot, apparently he can sleep for like 30 hours in a row or something like that. He’s rather calm and reserved in interviews and on national appearances but according to the other members he’s the loudest in the dorm so, who knows???
He dances really well, is widely known for his mantis dance (don’t ask). He does a lot of modeling in his spare time, and a lot of people compliment him for his good looks (the judge on no mercy was really flustered by him because of his good looks.) He is both a visual and a meme.
So this is my guide to Monsta X. I hope it was somewhat educational.
Please stan Monsta X, they are well worth it. I promise you will not be disappointed.
RFA + Saeran and V reacting to a tsundere MC admitting that she loves them?
Hope you enjoy this! ^^
RFA + Saeran and V with a tsundere MC
At first, he thinks it’s kinda adorable you’re always so angry around him, he even thinks you’re playing hard to get and take it as a challenge
But then he notices you’re like this just to him, because you’re pretty nice to everyone else , including Jumin
Like… you’re reaaaaally nice to Jumin, while you’re always scolding Zen for taking too many selfies and thinking the world revolves around him
So he just… accepts that maybe you’re interested in Jumin… once again, trustfund kid has everything…
And when he sees the blurred picture Jumin posted in the chatroom, with you beside him having dinner… well, he’s sad… and angry! This isn’t fair!
So he decides to work out to forget this, maybe he can send you a selfie later… oh yeah, forget it! You told him a million times “sweaty isn’t sexy, you fool!”
He’s working out hard, lifting more and more weight, and then he hears a snap! He just feels his body feeling and the worst pain he ever felt on his lower back… shit!
Jumin took you to the hospital, you seemed… worried, he didn’t know what to do to calm you down…
Zen gets so embarrassed when he sees you and Jumin coming in to his room. Jumin looks stoic as usual, but you… look like you’re shooting lasers with your eyes!
“Again, Zen? For real? Haven’t you learn last time you can’t strain yourself like this? Oh my god… are you really that dumb? Or are you just relying on your monster healing whatever? Next time, break your neck and let’s see how long it takes for you to heal! Oh, you won’t happen, because you’ll be dead! You hear me? You’re gonna die if you keep being that dumb!” great, now you’re wishing his death too…
“MC, calm down…” Jumin says, you take a deep breath and look to him: “Jumin, can I talk to Zen alone? Please…?” oh, the pleading in your voice… Zen would do everything to hear you talk to him like that… “As you wish, MC…” and he leaves, smirking. WTF?
“What happened? Last time you did that, you were angry at Jumin! What did it get you so angry for you to hurt your fucking spine?” “I… I saw something I didn’t like…” “What? You finally noticed how big is your ego?”
“Stop being that mean to me! Jesus… why do you hate me so much? Oh, and by the way… if you hate me that much, what are you even doing here?” “I… I… don’t hate you… and I got worried, it was just that… Jumin and I got worried and came to see how you were doing… and I see now you keep being stubborn and dumb and…”
“Enough, MC! God… why are you like that to me? Not even Jumin talks to me like that!” “Well, of course he doesn’t! He doesn’t love you like I do, and…” you look at him, eyes widened and your mouth covered by your hands.
“What… what… did you say?” Zen is legitimately shocked, he holds back a grin. “I… I… you heard me.” You look away and blush, oh god… SO CUTTTTEEEE!
“I don’t like seeing you hurting yourself, please, don’t do that again, if you don’t think about your health, I do. “ “Okay, I won’t! If you are by my side taking care of me, I’ll be fine!” “I… I… guess…” you timidly come close to him and give him an awkward hug. “MC… I… I’m still all sweaty.” “I can get used to it.”
Why are you doing this to him? He’s so sweet and nice and adorable… “And you’re gullible, naïve and need to grow up, Yoosung! You keep whining about nobody seeing you as a man, but you keep acting like a little boy!” AND YOU’RE A MONSTER!
You scolded him a million times now, you do it in the chat, you do it when he calls you, you do it whenever you see him in person…
And why would he still like to be around you after all? Well… he… likes it? Most people spare his feelings or just tease him, and not even Jaehee is so direct like you are. He likes you’re not afraid to be brutally honest to him. Also, he’s an M, so…
One night, he’s playing LOLOL and notices you’re playing too, sometimes you join forces, he never understands why you do this, you’re so unpredictable… yes, another thing he really likes about you.
“Hey, MC! Good to see you here!” “Oh, you’re already here? God, go get some help for your addiction, dude!” “I… will, I swear I will, MC…” you’re talking through headsets.
You two lose a round, and he’s ready to listen your lecture… “Shit! Good night, Yoosung!” “I… I’m sorry we lost, MC… I… I should go and get some study… “ “You’re gonna study now? It’s almost midnight!” “Well, yeah… I have this test tomorrow and…” “DUDE, WHAT THE FUCK! AND YOU’RE GOING TO STUDY JUST NOW? WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?”
“I… I forgot, MC. And you showed up to play and…” “Oh, don’t blame me for your irresponsibility! It’s not my problem if you’re such a lazy bum!” oh, he’s fucking gone when you call him a lazy bum… “Yes, MC, yes…”
“Ugh… you’re such a weirdo, Yoosung! I… I’m coming to your place to help you study, ok?” “R-Right now? It’s pretty late, MC…” “Yeah, no shit! But if I don’t help, you’re screwed! I’ll be on my way soon, don’t sleep and open the door to me, you heard me?” “Y-Yes…”
He’s so nervous, you’ve been to his place before and nagged him for being so messy, so he picks all the clothes on the floor and shoves them into the closet, you’re not coming to his room, anyway… are you?
“Don’t get any wrong ideas, I’m here to help you study!” “Yes… yes, of course, MC!” “Why does your place smell so weird? Ugh…”
You two start studying, he’s shocked at himself for knowing so much about the subject. Yes… ever since you came along, he’s been able to focus more…
“Hey, focus! We’re not even half done! God, do you always space out like this? Pay attention!” “Yes, MC…” “And stop saying that! Why do you keep saying ‘yes, MC, yes’? I already told you nobody will see you as a man if you keep acting like a puppy, Yoosung!”
“I… I’m sorry, MC! I… am really sorry…” and you see the tears… OH SHIT! “Wait, are you crying? Don’t… don’t cry…” “Why? Because it’s not manly?” “No, because… I hate seeing you sad…” “You what now?”
You throw the books away from you and hug him, he’s so confused… “MC?” “Do you think I like treating you like that? I hate it! But I need you to bring your A game in everything you do, you have so much potential, and I love you so much! And…” oops
“MC? You… you… love me?” “I… I…” the clothes he shoved in the closet earlier fall down and you let him go from your embrace. “Oh my God, Yoosung! What a mess! How do you live like that? Let’s go clean this and continue with the studies. God, I can’t believe I’m in love with someone so messy!” “You said it again, MC…”
She doesn’t understand why you’re so cold and just answer her with “yes”, “no” or “mmm”
Not that she’s this master in being affectionate, but you are on a whole level, seriously.
She likes you a lot, but sometimes is really unbearable to put up with your bad temper. Like, at one moment you’re fine, and few minutes later, you’re snapping at her for nothing!
This was one of those days… you dropped by to her café to help her, she didn’t even have to ask you, you just… showed up.
And everything was going ok, you were working together, she even made you smile! She loves your smile, it’s a shame you don’t show it that often.
And then this customer came in, she recognized him, he would come almost everyday. “Welcome!” she greeted cheerfully, “How can I not feel welcomed with such a warm greeting?” you rolled your eyes.
“What can I get you?” “Oh, If it was possible, I would want to take you home, but since I can’t… just the usual.” She giggles, embarrassed and goes to prepare his orer, you stop her: “I got this.” And you don’t even look at her, you’re just shooting daggers with your eyes to the flirty guy.
“Here you go, sir.” You handed him his coffee, he barely ignores you. “Does it match your taste, sir?” “Hum? Yeah, I guess…” “Good! Take another sip, then.” You lean to him and whisper: “ I dare you!” cue to the guy paying and leaving this place like his life depends on it. (it probably does)
“MC, what… just happened?” “Don’t be that nice to guys, you dork! They can really get the wrong message! Men are not reliable!” Zen, is that you?
“Well, I… I am just being nice to customers, you know, my customers, at my place, where you barged in to work and just scare one of them?” “I was doing you a favor, It’s not my problem if you can’t recognize that, but sine you don’t want my help, I’m going now!”
You head to the exit, she stops you. “No! I can’t stand this anymore, MC! You can’t just do as you please and walk away! Tell me, did I do something to you?”
“Let it go, Jaehee…” “Seriously, why do you keep coming here if you’re gonna act like that? And why you’re nice, and then you switch your mood completely? Tell me, why do you hate me, MC? What have I ever done to you for you to act like that with me? WHY DO YOU HATE ME?”
“I DON’T HATE YOU! I LOVE YOU!” both of you gasp in shock. “Happy now? I… love you… and I hate how oblivious you act around me and around… weird guys who clearly don’t give a shit about your coffee.”
“MC… are you serious?” “Why would I ever joke about something like this? Do you think I like coming here and opening up about y feelings to someone who probably don’t even like me back?” she hugs you, you don’t know if you should hug her back. “You’re the dork here, you know that?”
He’s very confused, because you act a lot like Zen around him, but when you do it, it’s amazingly… cute.
You don’t call him a jerk or trustfund kid, you prefer more refined insults as spoiled, pretentious, self-centered… and you never say anything bad about Elizabeth.
Still, as cute as can be, sometimes it gets really annoying. He met all those really nice women (if they’re genuinely nice or not, that’s a whole another story…) and yet, the only lady who catches his attention is that one who’s always angry at him.
But apparently, all the hate you have for him doesn’t affect the way you feel about Elizabeth, as you always ask about her.
One day, you even offered to babysit her, he felt surprised. “Well, I’m just doing to free Jaehee a little, not everybody has to like your cat as you do, you selfish prick!” oh okay…
He barely could concentrate on the business meetings knowing you’re at his house taking care of his cat… why does he even care so much? You like the cat and can’t stand him!
He’s taken aback when he sees your name on his phone: “I need you to come over right now!” your tone sound even more serious and cold than usual.
He runs to his house and finds you pacing back and forth and biting your nails. “What happened, are you okay?” “I can’t find her!” OH SHIT
“What do you mean?” “Did I stutter? I don’t know where she is!” “How could this happen?” “Well, if I knew how I lost her, I would already have found her, no?”
He was worried, and he noticed how worried you were too. “What are you staring at? I’m not pleased either! Don’t think I lost your cat on purpose!” “I know you didn’t, MC! Calm down, let’s think about this objectively…” “Oh, I should know you would say something like this! It’s so typical of you! The ice king, Jumin Han! You’re so worried about not showing any emotions you don’t even look around you to notice how worried other people feel! Zen is so right about you…”
“Ok, if that’s how you feel, maybe you should go to Zen now…” “I CAN’T GO ANYWHERE, I CAN’T BE CALM WHEN THE MOST PRECIOUS THING THE MAN I LOVE HAS IS MISSING!” Wow… Jumin widen his eyes a little, then he looks down.
“Can you repeat, please?” “I… I didn’t mean to call her a ‘thing’, you know…” “No… the other part…” he comes close to you and holds your chin. “You love me?”
You blush furiously and he can’t hold back a chuckle. “Okay, let’s discuss this later, first we need to find her… did you look under the counter, she sleeps there sometimes…”
Please don’t be there! Please don’t be there! Shit, she’s there! Now you have to talk…
Seriously? You really wanna fool a former secret intelligence agent? You really want him to believe you don’t have feelings for him?
And the tsundere thing… yes, very cute… but he knows you’re trying to hold your laugh when he tells a joke or pranks someone.
He pushed people away his whole life, so seeing you doing it too bothers him, because he sees a little of himself in you. At the same time, he loooooves to tease you just so you can scold him as much as you want.
He knows you probably don’t love him, that would be insane, but you definitely have a crush on him! And he’s determined to make you spill it out.
So he invites you, Yoosung and Zen for a ride on his brand new baby! “I’ll pick you guys up in that order: MC, Zen, Yoosung. Don’t be late!”
Privately, he already talked to Yoosung and Zen, telling them this is just an excuse, he just wants to pull an innocent prank on you, none of them believe it, they just think he wants a little time alone with you. That’s not entirely a lie,tho.
So when you are in his car and he doesn’t turn in the direction he should to go to Zen’s place, you start your trail of insults: “What are you doing? You should have turned left, you idiot! Seriously… you’re always bragging about your amazing driver skills, but can’t even remember your friend’s address? What’s wrong with you?”
“My bad, baby.” “Don’t call me ‘baby’! What… what are you thinking?” “Oh… you’re blushing, MC~~~~” he sings. “SHUT UP AND WATCH THE ROAD, YOU FOOL!” “Seriously, you’re redder than my hair right now, it’s so adorable…” “Well, I’ll let your face red when I slap you for saying bullshit!” “Oh, so you’re kinda kinky too, huh? You’re gonna spank me?” “WATCH THE ROAD! WATCH THE ROAD!” “Don’t change the subject-“ BANG! The car is hit on a tree, okay, that wasn’t exactly his plan… he can’t believe he got so carried away by teasing you…
“Oh my God! Are you… are you ok, MC?” “Not thanks to you, buy yes.” “I’m sorry, that wasn’t part of my plan, and…” “Plan? What are you talking about?” uh oh…
“I… had planned a picnic for the two of us…” “What a manipulative prick! What’s wrong with you?” “I… don’t know, I… just wanted to spend some time alone with you…” “And what makes you think I would want to spend time alone with you?”
“MC… come on…” “Come on what?” “I… I know, MC. As sexy as you look when you act like that, don’t need to pretend anymore, I already know…” “You… You really know?”
“Well, it’s pretty obvious…” “It is?” “Yep, pretty much…” “Oh, okay then… probably Yoosung didn’t notice, because I told him I love you and…” “WHAT?”
“What what?” “You… love me?” Uh oh… now his face matches his hair color. “Why are you so surprised? You said you already knew!” “I thought you had a crush on me.”
“ME? A crush on YOU? Are you insane?” “MC, loving me is even bigger than having a crush on me…” “Well, yeah, but still… gross! And what are you waiting to call a tow truck to get us out of here?” “Nah, let’s stay like this a little more, I’m finding out so many interesting things because of that…” Please God, kill me now.
Two tsunderes? Lolololol this will be fun to watch
No, seriously, all the RFA members feel entertained to watch your interactions, because they are so freaking hilarious. You yell at each other, then turn your back and resist the urge to look back to know if the other is looking, it’s kinda cute, actually…
None of you know that, but there’s a bet going on to know who will be the first one to confess. Zen and Jumin finally agreed on something and voted for Saeran. Saeyoung, Jaehee and Yoosung went for you.
But this is taking too long, and there’s a lot of money involved in this. I mean, just imagine if Jumin loses…
Everybody is waiting for a closure to this, so Saeyoung come up with this amazing idea to put you and Saeran to handle the guests list for the next RFA party. Jumin thinks is a bad idea, but even Zen, who’s on his side, agrees he’s just afraid of losing.
To prove he’s not, he even offers one of C & R meeting rooms, also because there’s security there, and if something goes wrong, they have trained people to take you two out of each other throats.
So there are you two. This is so fucking weird… “Okay, let’s do this quickly so it can end quickly!” you state. “I hate to say I agree with you, ugh…” you roll your eyes.
“So… Rui?” “Check!” “Cat hotel?” “Check!” “Detective?” “Check!” “Naming?” “It’s not here…” he says. “What you mean ‘it’s not here’?” “Exactly what I said, are you dumb? IT’S NOT HERE!”
“Don’t yell, you asshole! This is not your house for you to behave like that!” “Don’t tell me what to do! Not even my brother talks to me like that!” “Maybe he should, then you would learn some manners!” “Now you’re yelling too, you’re such a hypocrite!” “Don’t use words you don’t know the meaning!” “I told you not to tell me what to do! And I know the meaning, because I’m not stupid like you!” “SHUT UP!” “NO, YOU SHUT UP!”
The RFA is watching this through the CCTV. “Maybe this was a bad idea, Saeyoung…” Jehee says apprehensively. “No! We’re going somewhere, I can feel it! Just wait for it…”
“Seriously, what’s wrong with you? You’re so GRRRRR!” Saeran says. “Oh, I don’t understand cave man language, I’m sorry…” “Cave man? HAHAHA! You’re the wild one here, MC. You are… so wild! And… crazy! And… and… the way you tease me with your craziness, seriously…” “I’m the tease here? I’M THE TEASE HERE? YOU’RE THE TEASE HERE! You’re the one who keeps looking at me like a lost kitty! I… I hate how you look at me!”
“Well, I… I hate this shiny and silky hair of yours!” “And I hate your weird smile!” “This shirt is so tight I can see your stupid curves!” “So don’t look at them with these weird beautiful eyes of yours!” “Only if you stop talking with this melodic voice!” “HOW CAN I STOP TALKING IF I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT?” “OH YEAH? THEN I GUESS I LOVE YOU MORE!”
So he asks: “Do you want to ditch this and have angry sex?” “Is there any other kind of sex?”
Jumin and Zen accept their defeat, but the other three don’t stick around to celebrate their victory. Everybody leaves to give you guys some privacy. Also, they’re freaking terrified of both of you.
Oh god… is painful to watch.
Because you keep snapping at him, and he just chuckles and says how adorable you are when you get mad.
So you two keep at this full circle, you get mad, he says you’re cute, and you get mad because he said you’re cute… this never ends.
Jumin asked you to hand some papers to him at his gallery. He chuckles at so fast you agreed on going.
You find him painting… what the fuck? You thought he was a photographer?
“Oh, welcome MC! What can I do for you today?” “D-Dude! How do you know it’s me? I… I didn’t say anything!” “Well, I recognize your smell and your pacing very easily…” “That’s… really creepy!” can he detect in your voice how much flustered you are?
“Jumin asked me to give you this. So… there you go! I’m off now!” “So soon? Please stay! Do you want to see what I’m doing?” YES “No… I’m okay.”
“Well, you may not know this, but painting and photography walk side by side…” “I… didn’t ask anything for you to be saying that.”
“Sometimes you just need the right angle, and the right moment…” “Dude, I… I have no idea what you’re saying…”
“So why don’t you take a look? I could really use your… honesty on this.” You roll your eyes and go to look what he painted, only to find it is… you! You smiling…
“What the fuck? What’s this?” “I believe it is you…” “I KNOW IT’S ME! BUT… H-HO-HOW YOU DID THIS? I mean… you can’t… see and…
“Oh, the paints have different textures, see how your smile looks smoother than your hair, for example?” “What do you have against my hair?” he chuckles.
“Nothing… on contraire, I assume it’s beautiful! I… would love to touch it to sense it and make a more accurate painting of you… will you let me?” “Wha-What? What? Touch me? No! Stop being creepy!”
“Okay…” “ALRIGHT! Just because you insisted so much…” he didn’t insist…
So there he goes to touch your face, running his fingers through your nose, your forehead, your lips… then he touches your hair… “So silky…” “Yeah, my secret is washing.” He laughs, and you shiver.
“Are you shivering? Don’t need to be so tense…” “Who’s tense? I… I’m not tense!” he smirks and you lose it! “I’ll show you tense!”
You grab one of the paints and rub it in his face, that shit is probably expensive, but do you care? He’s rich anyways… he looks serious! Uh oh…
Then you get caught by surprise when he throws paint at you! And this become a paint war!
You two roll in the floor getting paint everywhere, and you’re both laughing. “God, I thought you were so uptight! I had no idea you had it on you… maybe that’s why I love you so much and…” shit! You got a little carried away there…
“Well, I guess I have to keep showing you new sides of me for you to love me even more, then…” seriously… this guy…
Imagine getting trapped in an elevator with Dean, your new neighbor.
“What was that?” your breath got caught in your throat and your eyes widened as the lights flickered and the elevator came to a halt “We’re not on our floor yet, are we?” you mumbled taking a look to see that you somewhere between the second and third floor. If you were alone in the elevator you would have freaked out even worse but the fact that there was a man next to you, you felt less scared. Maybe things weren’t as bad as you thought and at least you weren’t alone.
“Doesn’t seem like that to me.” the man mumbled, taking a look himself. He extended a hand and pressed on the right button but it didn’t do a thing.
“What- what is going on?” you struggled to swallow properly and Dean noticed.
“I dont want to scare you but- we seem to be stuck.” he sighed, running a hand down his face and you almost felt your heart drop.
“No, no we can’t be stuck. We- we can’t. It’s- we’re not-” his words seemed to make things worse as your knees started shaking and they almost gave away. You were sure you would have found the floor if it wasnt for a pair of strong hands gripping you and holding you.
“Whoa whoa, easy. Take it easy.” his voice was rough but somehow soothing enough. You looked up to meet a pair of green eyes that you could get lost in if you stared at for any longer but at the moment you were too scared to care.
“It’s ok, it’s going to be alright.” he said, rubbing yoru arm with his hand “We’re going to be alright.” you tried to give him a nod but you were too frozen with fear, and you had to thank you best friend for all the movies you had seen the previous days that gave you plenty of ideas on how you could die in this small place.
“How do you know that?” you asked in a low voice, almost squeaky and and scared. Yeah, not almost really.
“Well, if it was my brother here, he’d say because I am a smartass that claims to know it all when he is the nerd really but-” he chuckled and without realizing it a small smile lifted at the corners of your lips. His laugh seemed contagious and when he saw you relax he grinned that boyish smile that made your knees even weaker.
You knew you were getting distracted but at the moment you needed it and if it was by your gorgeous stranger you were willing to take it. You had not noticed It before but truth was that he was really handsome. Strong jaw, full lips and dirty bold hair that you were tempted to run your fingers through. He had broad shoulders that were covered by a flannel that just looked so soft and you couldn’t help but wonder what really lay under that shirt and- boy you were getting distracted. And this really wasn’t the most ideal situation.
“Hey” he said softly although his voice was rough “Relax, alright? It’s going to be fine, there must have been a malfunction. They will notice that the lift is not working and they’ll call someone yeah?”
“Do we- do we not have any reception here?” you asked in a whisper, your voice shaking.
“Wish I could check beautiful, but my phone is dead. What about yours?” he asked and you shook your head, wrapping your arms around your waist.
“Forgot it at a friend’s.” you mumbled and he sighed.
“It’s ok, doesn’t matter.” he tried not to show how disappointed he was… for your sake? And to think that with those looks you’d take him for a jerk that didn’t care bout anything and anyone.
“Yeah, I guess.” you mumbled, trying to swallow but your throat was just too dry.
“Hey, I told you it’s going to be alright. You don’t have to worry about this we-”
“But what if we get stuck in here? Who knows when they’re going to realize it’s not working? What if- if it gives out any moment and we fall and- and we-” your lower lip trembled but he shook his head, squeezing your arms.
“No, no. don’t think like that. It’s going to be fine, yeah? I’ve been in worse situations and made it. You’ll see in the end you will be just laughing about it.” he tried to offer you a smile but sadly you couldn’t return it this time.
“What kind of worse situations?” you whispered an he raised an eyebrow.
“Do you really want to know?”
“I only want to forget about the fact that we’re who knows how many feet off the ground and literally hanging by a thread.” you swallowed the lump in his throat and letting out a sigh he nodded his head.
“Wow that… was really messed up.” you mumbled, hugging your knees to yourself and he nodded his head.
“So you feel any better?”
“Somehow yeah.” you blinked “How have you survived all of this?” you raised an eyebrow and he chuckled.
“Well, it’s not as if I was bound to die but- you know, it comes with the job…” he trailed off, frowning and you turned your head to look at him, raising an eyebrow.
You were both sitting on the floor, much more relaxed at the moment with your backs resting on one of the sides of the elevator. Minutes seemed to drag by so slow at first but when you got to talk more with him the more you relaxed and forgot your situation, the time passing by fast.
“What?” you asked and he laughed, shaking his head.
“I really am not myself lately.” he chuckled “My name’s Dean.” he gave you that boyish grin, extending his hand “Do you ever give your name to strangers while trapped in an elevator or not?” he smirked and you giggled, shaking your head.
“My name’s (Y/n), nice to meet you Dean.” you shook his hand, for a moment enjoying how soft it felt against yours and you couldn’t help but feel a blush on your cheeks when you saw the smile on his face when you said his name.
“(Y/n)” you felt your heart skip a beat at how nice your name sounded on his lips “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”
“So I’m guessing, as your brother would say, you’re the ladies man huh?” you asked with a smile and he chuckled.
“Yeah, sort of. I mean I was, many things have changed over the years but- I am not saying I can’t flirt when I see something I like.”
“So you flirt with… pie too? Because sometimes I really think about doing so.” you said and he laughed, throwing his head back and you got a little too carried away looking at him.
“Well, I actually meant a gorgeous woman like you but yeah- pie sometimes too!”
“Thanks for the compliment but I think the lack of fresh air must have really affected you.” you chewed on your lower lip, looking down at your hands but noticed him shake his head.
“Sweetheart don’t tempt me.” he gave you a flirty smirk “I can think of so many ways I can prove you wrong on that only in this elevator.” he winked as your eyebrows shot up.
“Alright-” you raised your hands “I am not going to keep insisting.” you chuckled and he grinned.
“I mean not that we wouldn’t have fun with that-” he shrugged laughing at yur wide eyes and red face.
“Gosh” you shook your head “If you’re trying to distract me from everything that’s going on you’re doing a really good job.” you chuckled and he grinned.
“Thanks but I wasn’t really going for that.”
“Really?” you asked in a softer voice “And what could it be? Asking me out?” you laughed, saying playfully but when you didn’t hear him chuckle you couldn’t help but stare at him. He wasn’t serious, was he?
“That surprised? I mean, I was pretty damn surprised to see I got stuck in a lift with someone like you but hey- I am not questioning my luck!” he shrugged and you shook your head.
“Are you really going to keep insisting?”
“Till we’re outta here, sweetheart.” he winked “But honestly now- I am not joking, just so you know it.”
“Thanks I guess.” you tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear “Been too fucking long since I last got a compliment and it feels weird as hell to be honest.” you confessed and what you saw on his face was only a soft smile.
“Their loss.” he shrugged “You don’t find women like you easily.”
“I’m nothing special, Dean.”
“That I get to decide, and if you ask me you are the most interesting one I’ve met in a long while. And I’ve been with plenty of women in my life.”
“That I am most sure about.” you chuckled, eyes casting down for a moment “Tell me do you flirt this much with all women?” you asked but he shook his head.
“No, I told you. Lately I’ve become more serious, probably comes with age as Sammy- my younger brother would say.” he said but you shook your head at him “But I’m not the kind of guy I really look like, (Y/n). To answer your question: it’s partially because you are stunning and partially because I guess this is my way of dealing with hard situations.” he shrugged and you instantly found yourself intrigued once more. Not that you ever stopped really.
“Joking.” you nodded your head “Yeah I can understand what you mean. Sometimes showing our feelings is harder than bottling them up.”
“Been through that?” he asked in a low voice, all seriousness.
“Yeah, and the fact that my entire family was around me the whole time didn’t help. Do you ever feel like you’ve always been an outcast? Like wherever you went you still didn’t fit in even if you tried?”
“Yeah, yeah I have.” he sighed heavily and silence fell between the two of you.
You cleared your throat, putting on a smile to make him relax preferring to see his playful side because you just believed he didn’t get to be like that very often and he actually deserved it “But- I didn’t ask you Dean: why were you going to my floor? I’m sorry but as far as I know there is only one apartment other than mine in that floor and it’s empty. Unless there is some hot chick’s ghost there, what would you want?” you laughed and he did the same.
“Although that would sound tempting- I’m more into the living ones and as of now one that is sitting right next to me.” he grinned and you rolled your eyes, scoffing but still smiling “But I think I’ll have the time to convince you on that.”
“Time?” you asked “Now you want us to stay in here for much longer?”
“Oh I wasn’t talking about the elevator…” he trailed off and you frowned, something going though your mind “Neighbor”