i took it upon myself

Okay so I was bored, once again, and took it upon myself to make a little blog for all our Ivar needs.

> Ivar’s Heathen Army <

You can tag the blog in everything you write and I’ll reblog it (actually that would really help because finding everything myself is nearly impossible)

Some people that might be interested:

(I know I probably forgot a lot but I’m sure you all will fix that)

@whenimaunicorn @mizzvengenz6661 @wanderingsorceress27 @captainpoopweinersoldier @underthenorthstar @pagan-raider @cherrytrinkets @ceridwenofwales @ivarthebonelessx @ivartheboneme @pokeasleepingsmaug @lordavanti


They’re all here! I took it upon myself to create an illustration of a Mythological creature or character for every letter of the alphabet, trying to span across a multitude of cultures and creature-types. Another thing I wanted to accomplish with this project was to find some the more unusual and/or obscure creatures that don’t get as much representation in artwork. Individual Tumblr Posts with said creatures’ descriptions are below.

Again, I’ll be making this into a small run of books as a way to test the waters. If there’s more demand for a larger run, I’ll definitely be looking into it!

All REBLOGS are appreciated! 

Bestiary Alphabetum: Each Entry is clickable!

A is for Ammit

B is for The Beast of Gevaudan

C is for Cockatrice

D is for Dullahan

E is for Eurynomos

F is for Faun

G is for Grendel

H is for Harpy

I is for Indus Worm

J is for Jersey Devil

K is for Krampus

L is for Lamassu

M is for Manticore

N is for Nuckelavee

O is for Otoroshi

P is for Penanggalan

Q if for Questing Beast

R is for Rangda

S is for Succubus

T is for Tzitzimitl

U is for Ushi-Oni

V is for Vegetable Lamb

W is for Wyvern

X is for Xing Tian

Y is for Yara-Ma-Yha-Who

Z is for Ziphius

Sign Superlative
  • Aries: "Best School Spirit" "Most Accident Prone"
  • Taurus: "Best Hair" "Most Musically Inclined"
  • Gemini: "Most Likely to Laugh in a Funeral" "Wittiest"
  • Cancer: "Most Likely to Have The Perfect Family" "The One Who Always Needs a Ride"
  • Leo: "Sassiest" "Most Creative"
  • Virgo: "Most Likely to Succeed" "Teacher's Pet"
  • Libra: "Prettiest" "Class Flirt"
  • Scorpio: "Most Likely to Work For The CIA" "Most Changed"
  • Sagittarius: "Class Clown" "Most Likely to Live in a Van by the River"
  • Capricorn: "Most Likely to be a Millionaire" "Most Dependable"
  • Aquarius: "Most Intellectual" "Most Likely to Win the Nobel Peace Prize"
  • Pisces: "Most Likely to Be Late to Their Graduation" "Worst Case of Senioritis"
more qrow branwen shit

Okay so I’ve been thinking about volume 4 a lot since it ended and I still have several questions about it, particularly these moments.

I watched these scenes over and over again in an attempt to figure it out. A thought finally hit me. The two recurring factors in these scenes are Qrow being poisoned by Tyrian, and Jaune and/or Ruby being there. So, I took it upon myself to do a little bit of research on the symptoms of scorpion stings.

It was made very clear to me that a scorpion’s venom is highly likely to cause hallucinations that can last until the wound is treated. I thought some more, and… something popped into my brain.

What if Tyrian’s poison caused Qrow to hallucinate, and he keeps seeing Jaune and Ruby as Tai and Summer? (bonus if he thinks Ren is Raven bc hair) It would make sense in the scene where he says “Tai she’s not coming” because he’s facing Jaune when he says it, so he could’ve stolen a glance at him and hallucinated. In the scene where he grabs Jaune’s hand, he may have been hallucinating about a past battle with team STRQ and urging “Tai” to be careful. And in the scene with Ruby, he may have been imagining a time when he was injured and “Summer” was there to comfort him. Just putting it out there…

how cursed the paladins are

I saw a post a while back about how much each paladin curses except I misread it as how cursed each paladin is and I can’t believe I haven’t seen that before so I took it upon myself to make it.

Hunk: least cursed, Hunk is wholesome and spreads sunshine where ever he goes. his smile literally saved my life?? opposite of cursed: blessed

Keith: lives in an abandoned shack, has a mystery knife, down to murder, probably a furry. a high amount of cursed energy emits from this boy

Lance: actually more cursed than Keith and definitely a furry but exfoliates so his skin adds +10 pureness. cursed mon-thurs

Shiro: literal cryptid, craves death, been to the astral plane and maybe lives there now(?). very cursed

Pidge: most cursed


There’ll be no more darkness when you believe
In yourself, you’re unstoppable,

Where your destiny lies,
Dancing on your blades you set my heart on fire.

So I was thinking a few days ago that I haven’t yet seen anyone do this au and I personally, was very offended by that fact so I took it upon myself to draw some for it basically all of Tuesday. @xenavitani and I are going to be doing a lot more art for this au as well as many other au’s that are to come.  

I made everything gay bc I can. Zarkon is Georgi btw. :3


cubs: Waiting out the rain delay. So worth it. #ThatsCub

Auntie Bells

by reddit user Pippinacious

Auntie Bells wasn’t really my auntie, or anyone else’s for that matter. I’m not sure she even had any real family at all. It was just what everyone called her. She’d been a fixture in the neighborhood since long before I was born and there wasn’t a single person who didn’t at least know of her.

She was something of a living legend; a crazy cat lady type without the cats. It wasn’t unusual to look out your window in the dead of night and see Auntie Bells shuffling down the street, big walking stick clutched in one hand, her tameless hair shining white in the moonlight. And if you didn’t see her, you’d hear her. Auntie Bells took her name from the bracelets she wore on both wrists, strands of twine run through a countless number of tiny bells that tinkled with her every movement.

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Something Unspoken

Peter x Reader

Hey, I know it’s been a while but I recently saw Guardians Vol 2 and was inspired, so I hope you like it!

Edit: Also, would anyone like a sequel to this? Let me know if u do!

Words: 2,306

Something Unspoken

Traveling with the Guardians is not an easy feat what-so-ever, but in all honesty, as much as I complain, I wouldn’t give it up for the world. Before I spent my time roaming through the galaxy with my new team, I was head nurse for Tony Stark, and when Peter and the rest of his team had met up with the Avengers, I volunteered to go back with them. They had no kind of medical expert on board, and I craved a new sort of adventure. Cap had tried to talk me out of it, said it was too dangerous, to which I told him how much of a stupid hang up that was, seeing as he was a super solider who had fought off aliens himself. He soon realized how silly his initial argument was.

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farahsulastree  asked:

hello there! im sorry if this is not the way to request something but can i have a story that y/n pass out or fainted because she works too much (it could be angst or fluff or angst and fluff) so yeah. AND I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOUR WRITINGS. THEY ARE SOOOO GOOD 💕💕

Warning: this shit is hella long, the longest I’ve written yet so proceed at your own risk babies.

Farah, thanks hun, sorry I’m late!  since you haven’t mentioned a member I’m choosing Jeon Jungkook at my own discretion.  Y’all can let me know if you want one for another member! Also, I tried going for something other than the classic ‘reader faints, boyfriend worries’. Hope y’all like it.

***Please remember I don’t know jackshit about the functioning of corporate world, I’m a psychological counsellor-miles away from the field of techs, mnc’s and conglomerates so if y’all find something out of place please bear with me. XD



Working overtime was definitely not your thing, however, the environment at your workplace was comically peculiar for you to not give all your attention, strength and intellect during and beyond office hours.

You were the youngest of the 3 advisors to the recently appointed CEO of the tech giant KRONOS, Jeon Jungkook, who also happened to be the youngest CEO to have been appointed in the history of the company, at the age of 25. He had signed in only a week ago but had managed to change the entire working dynamics of the place. Despite being younger than most of the employees working in the company (including yourself, if only by few months), he was confident and for the lack of a better word, scary. He wanted all the work exactly on time, not an hour late. Tardiness was to be dealt with strictly. Work ethics were to be followed, on paper and in principle.

You supposed that a CEO, especially someone of his age, may have to build a tough exterior to gain the employees’ respect so you were never too judgmental of his conduct. You found it quite appealing, in fact. You could even say that you had a little crush on him.

Yes, you found it appealing- that is, until you became a direct target of his bullying.

Being one of the three advisors to the CEO, you also held a position of power- and with power came immense responsibility. All the completed files had to be sorted out, reviewed, edited and classified before reaching the CEO and that was your and your partners’ work. Your partners- Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok- were far more experienced in this field of work. Two years ago, when you had joined the company as Jungkook’s father -Mr Jeon’s- personal assistant, the two had already been working as his advisors. You, on the other hand, had a very specific set of skills but also knowledge regarding business in general. Mr. Jeon decided that you would become a part of the little group of advisors when you offered him an idea for one of his business deals- and it worked. Within six months of working as his P.A., you were transferred to the advisors’ committee and since then you had been working with the two. 

The work had been mutually divided amongst the three of you, with you working on editing and classifying the files and documents. That however was not your only job as the Advisors committee. The HR department of the company also reported to you, therefore for any misconduct of behaviour in the office, the final word of consequences came from the three of you.
No one in the office would argue that the three advisors were perfect at their job, true role models. 

So when an angry CEO summoned the three of you, it all but left you confused.

You entered your boss’ luxurious office to the sight of your friend and junior, Park Sarah, standing in front of Jungkook’s desk with one hand on her baby bump and the other clenching and unclenching at her sides, out of nervousness. Jungkook sat on his seat behind the desk, legs crosses and hands joined, staring at Sarah like a hawk.

“Can I help you, sir?” You asked him as you reached his desk and bowed politely, Hoseok and Namjoon mirroring your actions.

“Yes, please. The three of you are supposed to be my advisors, are you not?” He held his hand up to silence Hoseok just as he was about to answer. “Don’t answer that, it was rhetorical. As I was saying,” He cleared his throat slightly as he got up from his chair and brought both his hands on the table suddenly, with force, “why was the Kim’s file sent to me incomplete, when I have not one, but three advisors who are supposed to review the files before sending them to me?” He finished as you looked at your partners; mouth slightly agape at the shocking information. They looked just as confused.

“I am positive that this is a misunderstanding, sir. It is not possible for even one file to be passed on to you until we review it.” You stated in a matter-of-fact tone, unintentionally further aggravating the CEO. He exhaled loudly, closing his eyes as if controlling himself from lashing out at you.

“Ms. ____, don’t your co-advisors stand here with more experience in the field? I’d rather have them explain the situation to me than a novice.”

“I believe it’s because of your unfamiliarity with the working pattern of the Advisors Committee but we work as a unit. There is no reason for us to answer individually when we manage the work together.”  Pin-drop silence followed as everyone looked around nervously, except you and your boss, who were engaged in battle of stares with neither of you backing down.

“Oh, please! It was my fault, sir!” Sarah suddenly cried out. “It was an important file and I took it upon myself to finish it but it proved to be too much for m-”

“So you came here to boast about your incompetency? I can’t believe this.” Jungkook scoffed at her with an incredulous expression.

Sarah looked down at her feet, almost on the verge of tears while the three of you couldn’t help but feel bad for the lady. She clearly had good intentions.

“Okay, I’d like you to hand in your resignation by the end of today, Mrs. Park.” Jungkook deadpanned as he moved around his table to sit back on his throne and cross his legs. Your head shot up, looking at your CEO with wide eyes. Surely, he wouldn’t fire her for this?

“S-Sir?” Sarah stammered as her hands fell from her big stomach to her sides. “Y-You are firing me?” She looked at him with widened eyes, now flooding with tears.

“Of course not. You, a responsible employee of my company, realizing the gravity of your actions in not completing a very important file and thus, rendering loss to the company, handed me your resignation out of guilt.” Jungkook said in a monotonous voice, not even sparing the pregnant lady a glance. Sarah was full out bawling now and you couldn’t blame her at all. You were standing there with your mouth agape, not believing what was happening in front of your eyes.

“That’s it. You all can resume work now and Mrs. Park can proceed to clear out her desk and write the letter.”

“That’s enough.” Your voice cut through the thick air like a knife.

Jungkook looked up at you, frowning. “Excuse me?”

“I said that’s enough. You can’t fire her.” You regained your composure as you straightened your back. You knew you would have to deal with tact and not the anger that was ready pour out of you in the nastiest form of words known to mankind.

“I can do whatever the fuck I want, Ms. ___. I’d suggest you get out of here before a similar fate befalls you.” Jungkook growled at you, allowing you to get a glimpse of his wrath, but you were not one to back down. Especially, if what you were fighting for was someone’s job.

You stepped forward with grace, feeling Namjoon and Hoseok on either side of you indicating that they were going to stand by you no matter what. You put both your hands on his desk and bent down.

“I’m afraid you don’t know, Mr. Jeon Jungkook but you do not have the authority to fire any employee without our consent and I am positive that I speak for all three of us when I say this,” You straightened up again and gave him the sweetest smile you could manage,

 “There is no way in hell that we will approve this.”

Jungkook was ready to cut you to pieces then and there.

This b*tch thinks she can overpower me? Fuck! She is treating me like this because I’m younger than her. She is underestimating me. He innately smirked as the perfect idea formed his head. She deserves this.

“Alright then. I’m aware that you hold some amount of power in those terms but surely, you’re aware that if I forward my qualms to the board of directors, Mrs. Park here WILL be fired and not even given the opportunity to resign with honour.” Jungkook eagerly waited for your response as he watched you narrowing your eyes ever so slightly- definitely a sign that you were affected by his words.

“Yes. However, if it does reach that stage you can expect my resignation as well.”

Now, Jungkook was really surprised. There was not an ounce of arrogance in your words, hidden or otherwise. You genuinely cared whether this employee stayed or not. He wondered why you were so adamant on protecting the lady. She was clearly in the wrong.

“Well, then I have a proposition to avoid the chaos. The client I’m dealing with, whose file Mrs. Park here effectively ruined,” He paused as he shot her a glare, “as you know, they are the ones majorly benefiting from the deal but from the perspective of a long term investment, this was a great investment for us as well. They are supposed to come here tomorrow morning. So if you can complete the file before I’m in the office tomorrow, without any mistakes might I add…I will not take any action against her.”

Jungkook sat back in his chair, openly smirking at you and your companions’ shocked expressions. He knew you could never complete that file by tomorrow even with three people and he was also aware that Namjoon’s and Hoseok’s company tour for official purposes was scheduled tomorrow and they would only return in the later in the evening. There is no way that they could stay the night here, helping you out. It was five in the evening already and you had a deadline of 10 the next morning. Jungkook sipped on his green tea as thoughts of victory ran through his head. You would not be able to complete it. Now you would have to swallow your pride and apologise to him for your misbehaviour. He had won.

“Okay. Thank you for considering Sarah’s position, sir. You will have the file before your arrival in the office tomorrow morning.”

Jungkook almost choked on his tea as he refocused on your elegant frame, bent at 90 degree exactly as a gesture of sincere gratitude. He looked around and noticed that he was not the only one shocked at your acceptance of his proposal. Sarah was looking at you with hopeful shock while Namjoon and Hoseok looked at you with pure horror painted on their faces. 

Is she fucking mental?

He realized that you weren’t going to move an inch until he addressed you so he cleared his throat, “O-Okay, you may leave.” He cursed inwardly as he stuttered.

You straightened up and without a glance in his direction you turned around walked out his office.

“____! What the fuck has gotten into you?!” Namjoon screamed as you entered your huge lounge like office, made to accomodate three people.

“I can’t believe you just went head on with that stuck up brat.” Hoseok marvelled at you.

“Hoseok.” Namjoon warned his friend as you chuckled, shutting the blinds on the glass pane.

“___, there is no way you can complete that file alone. Why did you do that?” Namjoon asked you, his voice strained with stress. Hoseok nodded in agreement with Namjoon.

“I can’t let him fire an employee like that. She has been working here longer than I have, for Christ’s sake! She did not have malice in her intentions and tried her best to do a good job. It would be unfair and I can’t let that happen on my count.” You shrugged.

Truth be said, you were dreading the night. You knew, without a doubt, that you would complete the file but the amount of hardwork, concentration and energy it would require would be immense. “There’s nothing to do, boys. I know you’re worried for me but please, don’t be. I’m a big girl and I can handle this.”
The boys could do nothing but nod their heads.

“We still have an hour before we head back to pack, let’s start now. We’ll help you out as much as we can.” Hoseok said as he pulled up his sleeves and lead your little group to the working corner of your office. You sighed as you pulled up your own sleeves and opened the file.

Let’s do this.

Jungkook could not deny his rapid heartbeat as he entered his office building the next day, at ten in the morning. He had admittedly delayed his departure from his house, he did not know why. As he entered his private elevator, the realization that you would not have been able to complete the file affirmed itself in his mind making him more uncomfortable than ever.
The elevator doors opened as he regained his composure and stepped out, ever so slightly glancing at your quarters. The lights were off. You must have gone back home. Feeling disappointed for unknown reasons, he entered his own quarters and he took his place on the chair. Within a second, his landline starting ringing.


“Sir, your clients are here as scheduled, shall I send them up?”

Jungkook let out a frustrated sigh. “Yes…please do that.”

Jungkook could only practice his rejection for 5 minutes before he heard an obnoxious knock on his door. He muttered a ‘come in’ and watched as a semi bald man in his 40s and his young secretary entered his office as if they owned the damn place.

“Good morning, Mr. Kim. How are you on this wonderful day?” Jungkook greeted the older man as he shook his hand rather forcefully, but with a dashing smile on his handsome face, nonetheless.

“As wonderful as the day, Mr. Jungkook.” He laughed at his own joke making Jungkook inwardly cringe. “Please, sit down.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes as he turned around and made his way to his seat. How typical of the goon to act like the boss in someone else’s territory.

“Allow me to get directly to the point.” Kim smiled arrogantly, “I understand we’re closing the deal today. I’m sure you have read and reviewed the documents I sent to you. Why don’t we discuss the nature of our future ventures together?”

Jungkook almost snorted at the man’s over-confidence. Nonetheless, he did feel uncomfortable in telling him the embarrassing reason behind the cancellation of the deal. He would simply have to tell him the deal did not fall in sync with the prospects for his company and that it was too risky an investment. 

He sighed. “I’m afraid I have some bad news, Mr. Kim.” He watched as Kim’s complexion turned pale as he considered what the bad news might be. It was like reverse metamorphosis; his wretched wings, which had arrogantly spread around him, were now shrinking.  Jungkook would laugh if he didn’t feel bad about the strategic loss his company would have to endure.

Jungkook opened his mouth to deliver the bad news but was interrupted by the loud ringing of his desk phone. He apologized to Kim and picked up the receiver. “Yes?”

“I’m sorry to interrupt you, sir but ___ ma’am asked me to inform you that the KIMs file has been completed and kept in the first drawer of your desk. She will be in your office within 5 minutes. Thank you.” His receptionist hung up.

Jungkook calmly kept the receiver down, giving Kim his best smile. Internally though, he was losing his mind. He apologized to Kim once again as he moved his seat away from his desk to open the drawer. There it was. And what was that on the file? A post-it note?

He took the note out, reading the content.

“The file has been completed and reviewed. Keep in mind that clause no. 48, 57, 93 and 101 are hollow clauses, only been put in the deal to benefit the client and may possibly render monetary and reputational loss to our company. Negotiate to cancel these out and then proceed to sign the deal. Good luck, sir.”

If Jungkook had felt uncomfortable previously, now he felt absolutely terrible.

You were dizzy. The moment you hit the road that led to your building, you knew that you were going to fall sick. Even when you were young, not sleeping had always proved to be extremely problematic for you, especially. You were not a person who dealt with lack of sleep kindly. However, today was slightly different. Maybe it was because you had worked AND not slept, but you felt more disoriented than usual. It’s like you were having an out of body experience. You scolded yourself as you parked your sedan in the allotted space of the company building. That deal was important. After that deal, you would allow yourself to rest anywhere you wanted but before that…you would have to endure.

You got out of your car and suddenly a strong wave of dizziness had you clutching your car for support. You closed your eyes, trying to steady out your breathing. You couldn’t afford to miss out on the signing of the deal. You inhaled deeply one last time and stepped out of your car and made your way to the elevator. 

Reaching Jungkook’s office, you lightly knocked before entering and immediately noticed the tense atmosphere between your boss and the client, who were engaged in a battle of words, not even sparing you a glance.

You interrupted by clearing your throat and bowed politely towards the clients and your boss. “I’m sorry for interrupting your meeting. I believe I’m late, allow me to apologize for that.”

The three men in the room turned their heads to look at you. Kim raised an eyebrow, as he looked you up and down, making you cringe inwardly “And who might you be, miss?”

“I am-“

“She is my advisor.” Jungkook interrupted you before you could complete your sentence. “Please, Ms ___, take a seat, we were just discussing the clauses in the contract proposed by Mr. Kim. I’m sure you would want to give your opinion on the matter.”

Slightly shocked, you forgot the building pressure at the back of your head and made your way towards your seat, but not before noticing the silent look Jungkook passed to you. He clearly wanted you to help him negotiate. You understood immediately and straightened up.

“Well then,” Kim said as he observed the unsaid but obvious alliances in the room, 

“Shall we begin?”

Jungkook was in awe as Mr. Kim departed the office with a grumpy face after 3 hours of a tense and heated session, but not before passing you a dirty look. It was quite understandable why; after all, you had single-handedly and successfully negotiated with Kim, literally taking out all the potential risks to the company, much to Kim’s disappointment.

He observed your side profile as you stood beside him and felt his heart skip a beat. He could not lie to himself; you had occupied his mind since that little fiasco in his office the other day. He thought about how petty and immature his reaction was when all you clearly wanted was good for the company. He had over-reacted and he did feel bad about what he had done but apologizing to you? That was another deal altogether. He had trouble saying sorry, he knew that. He would prefer to naturally normalise things over the period of next few months.

He tore his eyes off you and made his way to his desk. He could not apologize to you but he could definitely reward you and give you the rest of the day off. You would, no doubt be exhausted. How you were even standing straight was beyond him.

He turned around leaning with his back on the front of his desk but before he could say something to you, you turned around, bowed your head and took your leave. Jungkook felt a pang in his chest as he felt the hostility that radiated from you as you shut the door to his office, not glancing at him even once.
As he watched you move towards your quarters through glass pane in his office, however, he felt the pang in his chest grow into something else. 

You were no longer walking straight but very clearly stumbling around. His eyes narrowed as he watched you gripping the corner of a table for support but your body weight proved to be too much in your weak condition and your arms gave away, making you fall to the ground in a slump. You did not move.

Jungkook’s eyes widened with horror as he watched the scene unfold in front of him.

You had just fainted.

The realization of that fact was enough to snap him out of his trance. He dashed for his door and ran to you, faster than a bullet. He bent down as he reached you, taking his coat off and throwing it out of his sight blindly, and cradled your head on his lap, calling your name again and again.

“Ms___?! Can you hear me? ___! Fuck!”

Hearing all the commotion, the office workers hurried inside only to find you unconscious in your CEO’s lap. So naturally, they started whispering amongst themselves.

“WILL NO ONE CALL A FUCKING AMBULANCE?!” Jungkook bellowed as took his eyes off you for a second to glare at the onlookers. Shocked with the frequency of his voice, no one moved.

“Okay. Fine.” Jungkook growled as he moved you to put one arm under your neck and the other under your knees, picking you up bridal style and hurrying towards the elevator, all the while cursing himself under his breath. He had caused this. Of course, you would be exhausted! That file was huge, and Jungkook knew even he couldn’t complete it in the sorry excuse of a time frame he had given you. How could he have been so petty? 

He had caused this and he couldn’t hate himself more at that moment even if he tried.

You woke up to the smell of lavender. In fact, your entire…room was engulfed in the soothing fragrance of lavender. You looked to your left only to find a diffuser, burning with a light flame on its bottom.

Ah, that’s where the lavender is coming from.

You removed your attention from the diffuser to glance around your room and almost choked on air as you registered two facts.

One- the room was huge as fuck. It was a room in the hospital, no doubt, but it looked no less than a room one would find in a luxurious penthouse. Exquisite paintings covered the walls of the room, a 70-inch TV polished to shine rested on the wall in front of you. There were flowers, huge windows overlooking the city, a fridge and also, the second fact that caused you to almost choke.

Your boss.

You boss, with his hair disheveled and the first two buttons of his white shirt open, was sleeping on the sofa, no more than 2 meters away from your bed.
While the fact that you were in a hospital did not shock you at all, your boss’ candid appearance did. You let out a surprised squeal causing him to wake with a start. He looked around, disoriented, until his eyes landed on you and visibly widened. He got up immediately and came to you, sitting on the chair beside you bed.

“Are you okay? Are you in pain? Should I call the doctor?” He asked as his eyes searched your frame for any signs of discomfort.

“Uh…no, that won’t be necessary. I’m quite alright, I was just a little shocked to see you sleeping on the sofa…sir.”

Jungkook groaned as he brought his hands to his face. “Please…don’t call me that right now.” He removed his hand and looked at you, his face ridden with guilt, before he got up from his seat and took two steps back. He then bent down on his knees and bowed until his head touch the ground. “I am so very sorry ___. I was such a dick to you that day and I…I am the reason you fainted. I am so sorry. I really am. I thought you were undermining me because I’m younger and acted so immature-“

“Please, get up!” you said out of horror. “There is no need to do this! Please get up.” You ushered him to get up and sit beside you before you handed him the glass of water on your bedside and watched him drink it.

“…Jungkook, I’m hardly a few months elder to you.” You broke the ice.

“What?” Jungkook said out of disbelief. “B-But I thought you were…?”

You smiled slightly. “No, not really. I’m practically the same age as you. Listen, how does that even matter? I’m more than happy that you’re ready to see what you did wrong. That is what matters.” You said with honesty as you watched him listening to you carefully.

“I’m your advisor, it’s literally my job to tell you what you do right and what you do wrong…and I will continue to do that. I understand that you are insecure about your age but hey, that is why we’re here, the advisors committee. You need to manage your temper. Let us in, and trust me we will help you out. That’s all we want to do-“

You words were cut short as Jungkook snaked his hand behind your head, turned you towards him and brought his lips to yours softly. You just sat there in shock as he removed himself from you and sat back in his chair.

“Thank you. For everything.” He said looking at you, straight in the eyes but you hardly registered his words. You were still shocked.

“And sorry about that, uh, kiss. I couldn’t help myself.” You finally found the energy to chuckle as you saw your arrogant boss blushing and looking around the room out of embarrassment. 

“Really? Well…why don’t you take me out for coffee as an apology?” You hinted openly.  

Jungkook looked at you with his eyes’ narrowed. “Are you serious? Will you…agree?” 

You smirked at his expression,  enjoying his nervousness. 

“Hell yes.”

I feel like the dead tbh, my eyes are ready to close not open for the next 2 days if I allow my self that leisure but working means working…haha…☹…

Let me know if you want this plot for some other member.

Much love,


The Library

Summary: Reader is a book loving vampire. She finds Raphael’s hiding spot and she stays there, basically living there.

Characters: Reader, Raphael Santiago

Fandom: Shadowhunters (TV)

Word Count: 585

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