part 2 of 8

Forbidden Love | Pt. 10

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

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Originally posted by snugglysoju


“Is he my son, Y/N?”

Looking up with your pleading eyes, you tried to calm Jimin down.

“Jimin, please. Calm down a little bit, you’re going to wake up Jihyun-”

Ignoring your words, he hissed again. “Answer my question, Y/N! Is Jihyun my son?!”

Averting your eyes from him, you looked down at your lap. “Y-Yes.”

You heard how his breath hitched in his throat. Too scared to look at him, you closed your eyes and tried to fight back the tears.

“How could you?”

Flinching at his broken voice, you turned your head towards his crouched body, his head placed in his hands as his hot tears rolled down his face.

“I.. I had to.”

Hearing your answer, Jimin angrily stood up from his crouching position and yanked you up from the sofa, slamming your body against the wall. “You had to?! Are you fucking kidding me?! You took my child away from me, Y/N!”

“Jimin, listen-”

“I can’t believe it! How could you do this, Y/N!?”

“Please, listen to me-”

“You’re selfish, Y/N! You’re-”

“I could’ve died, Jimin!”

Jimin’s head snapped up at your words. Now it was you’re time to let go of your tears.

“W-What do you mean?”


↳ Flashback: Three years ago..

“Please, Dr. Jung! Save my baby! Please tell me that my baby is okay, I’m begging you..”

Looking away from the ultrasound monitor, he met your eyes with his hesitant ones and smiled. “You’re baby is absolutely fine, Y/N.”

Releasing the breath you were holding in, you covered your face with your hands and started sobbing because of the relief and happiness.

“But there is still a problem..”

When you heard the the doctor’s words, you felt like you were slammed against a wall. Removing your hands from your face, you asked. “W-What?”

Taking a deep breath, your doctor looked seriously into your scared and teary eyes. “Giving birth to your baby could kill you, Y/N..”

Frozen, you looked at your doctor’s face. “I.. W- Wha- Why?”

“There is a 50 percent chance that your heart won’t be able to handle the labour, Y/N.”

In that moment, you felt like your heart stopped beating. You watched how Dr. Jung wrapped his hand around yours, the somewhat comforting smile on his face making you feel even more sad.

“Think positive, Y/N! There is still a 50 percent chance that you both will be fine at the end! You have to be strong! For you and for your baby! And I will do whatever I can to heal your heart, I promise!”

Smiling slightly at him, you squeezed his hand thankfully. “Thank you so much, Dr. Jung..”

Smiling back at you, he stood up and gathered his belongings, ready to leave the hospital room.

Just before he stepped away from side, your grip around his hand tightened and he looked back at you with confused eyes.

“Could you please do me a favor, Dr. Jung?”

↳ End of Flashback


“I had no other choice, Jimin. I told him to tell Taehyung that the baby died..”

Looking up from your hands, you observed Jimin’s frozen face.

“Jimin, I couldn’t do that to you.. If I had told you this, you would’ve been very sad and I didn’t want to do that to you.. It destroyed me, and I didn’t want to destroy you too..”

“I would have been by your side, Y/N.. We could’ve fight trough this together..”

Leaning your head back against the wall, you closed your eyes and whispered in between your sobs. “I know.. I know..”

When you felt Jimin’s soft lips on your forehead, your crying intensified and you your weak knees gave up on you, making you fall on the ground.

Sitting down with you, Jimin wrapped his arms tightly around your body and mumbled in between his own sobs. “Please, don’t run away from me anymore, Y/N. I want to be by your side.. I want to be able to hug you, kiss you and hold you as much as I want. I want to be with my son, I want to make up those three years to him, tell him that I’m his father and live happily as a family.. Please don’t take this away from me again.. I wouldn’t be able to survive this pain for a second time..”

Reaching out for his face, you placed a soft and meaningful kiss on his forehead. Stroking his cheeks gently, you whispered. “I’m sorry, Jimin..”

Confused, Jimin leaned back. “W-What?”

Before you could say anything, you heard the opening sound of your apartment door and the voice that belonged to the person who supported you for the past three years.

“Jagiya, I’m home!”


A/N: Dun dun dun! Ahh, what have I done.. Please don’t hate me guys! It’s just.. I really like cliffhangers.. I hope you like it and let me know what you think about it!~ And thank you so much for all the support and love you’re showing this series! I really appreciate it! <3

Dishonored/Syndicate AU Masterpost

links to all of the Emily Kaldwin/Evie Frye work that I’ve done, including fic and artwork as below. This will be udpated as more content is created.


to the devil in his own way (fic series)

  1. The Strange Case of the Headhunter and Human Head
  2. the hearts that whisper on our sleeves
  3. out with the lanters
  4. the anger that language shelters

misc. artwork:

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9]

[part 10] [part 11] 

Strive Pt. 12

{PART 1} {PART 2} {PART 3} {PART 4} {PART 5} {PART 6} {PART 7} {PART 8} {PART 9} {PART 10} {PART 11}

Pair: Tomarry

Rating: M-E(depends)

Tags: Mild Language, Homosexuality, Sexism, Obsessed Tom, Time-Travel/Dimension-Travel, Teacher/Student, Eventual Romance, Teacher-Harry, Grey!Harry, MoD(sort of), Death!being,


Watching as Lord Malfoy worked endlessly for all the Dark Artifacts in his family’s possession to be removed in time, had been interesting. Apparently there was a secret chalet out in France that they had for special purposes. Such as hiding any incriminating evidence.

The House Elves weren’t the only ones working this time. Lord Malfoy had to go from room to room inspecting every artifact he could find to make sure that everything had maintained its Grey aura. The Malfoys were know for Dark and Grey cores and in the current time, Grey was better than Dark.

Abraxas had been tasked with keeping Tom entertained while his parents moved double time to ‘lighten’ their manor.

“How did you find out, my lord?” Abraxas had asked him once they were esconced inside the Malfoy family’s second best drawing room.

Obviously Tom did not feel pressured to tell his follower the truth. He merely stated that a reliable source had forewarned him before the beginning of the holiday. Technically it was truth in a way. Professor Potter was the most trustworthy person that Tom currently knew. The man seemed to be the only one who treated him like a normal person and took everything he said with sincere interest.

Not even Slughorn, who adored Tom the most, did that. Half of then time, he would wave away Tom’s comments or observations as childish whimsy. It was annoying despite it being beneficial. Potter didn’t put on airs. He was simply honest about his thoughts and didn’t treat Tom like some juvenile schoolboy.

Some might think that to be foolish. Tom merely appreciated it after four months of getting a better understanding of the man.

Now they simply had to pass the holiday patiently, awaiting Dumbledore’s interference.


When Tom awoke on Christmas morning, he found a few gifts at the foot of his bed. Even though Pureblood wizards in Britain did not observe the holiday, it was still celebrated by about half of the magical society. Not gifting others would ruin a reputation and especially to blood purists, that was not a good thing.

Tom had already sent his gifts back in November, so he wouldn’t have to think more on it.

His followers had apparently remembered that they should tastefully, as the muggles said, kiss his arse, if they wanted to remain on his more pleasant side.

His gifts were are follows:

Malfoy- A new trunk, complete with dragon hide leather and his initials sewn in with golden thread. Tom’s favourite part was the expanding library it came equipped with.

Nott- A gift voucher for Flourish and Blotts, equal to one thousand Galleons.

Avery(the younger sister)- A vial of Felix Felicis. She would need a reward.

Greengrass- A third edition copy of a book about the known history of the Founders of Hogwarts, that was written in 1329. The copy was written in Latin.

Carrow- A Foci Necklace to harness his magic should he ever need an extra bit of power. The stone was pure crystal in teardrop form, encased in a silver framework that looked like a spider web.

Mulciber- A book on the known magical artefacts of British history.

Crabbe- Dragon hide gloves.

Goyle- Dragon hide boots.

Some gifts were much more preferable than others, though he was grateful. To purchase the gifts for his followers, he had to employ use of the Imperius Curse to get a most honest sale. Some gifts made it easier on him in the future. Haggling was such a plebian activity after all.


Aurors had come. Tom had only seen them in person once before, when Myrtle’s bloody had been taken away. They seemed much less of a threat to his existence now, and no matter how much they tried to appear threatening, he was in no way affected by their demands and harsh words.

Lord Malfoy, as expected, demanded a warrant. Once it was given, the Aurors were given free reign of the manor, but a House Elf was assigned to each to make certain nothing valuable went missing.

The Head Auror, whose name was revealed to be Timina Dodderage, had taken insult to that. Malfoy merely sneered something about the 'less than fortunate often being easily swayed by greed’, which shut the woman’s mouth quickly.

As expected, Tom’s new trunk, which had been shrunken to a more manageable size and looped onto the necklace he’d received that morning, was brought up for being 'suspicious’. Lord Malfoy, no doubt feeling indebted to Tom, spoke on his behalf. The Aurors had a warrant for the building but not the living beings residing within it. If they wanted to search the people like they did in their fruitless endeavour with the manor, they could go and get a warrant for that as well.

A threat about going to the Minister was made, which ended up sending the Aurors off in a foul mood. Nothing incriminating had been discovered and a failed raid of a building would look bad on the team’s records.

“Mr. Riddle, I believe that we owe you a debt.”

Tom made sure that his almost malicious glee was well hidden behind his kind and helpful Head Boy mask.


In the late evening some nights later, Tom found himself being hailed by an owl that he had never seen before. Said owl was not a common Barn Owl and had red eyes and black feathers. The noise it had made to capture his attention had startled him momentarily. No soul would ever learn of such information.

It bore a letter that was a bit thicker than usual, due to something being shoved inside it.

No spells or curses on the parchment. It was just a letter.

When he broke the wax seal and turned the letter upside down, something heavy fell into his palm, and the chain it was connected to, dangled heavily between his fingers. It was beautiful and certainly of older craftsmanship. An emerald face and with nicely cut facets.

The note it came with however…

Your mother had owned this. In an attempt to save your

lives, she sold it to Mr. Borgin, and was cheated out of what

could have been thousands of Galleons. Slytherin’s Locket

is no simple piece of jewelry. In desperation, she fled to

London in search of aid. I saw it in Borgin and Burke’s

and decided it should be returned to you once and for all.

Many happy returns, Tom Marvolo Riddle.

If Tom were of any less intelligence, he would have been terrified that someone had known his birthday when he had divulged it to no one. Yet, despite there being no name on the note or the face of the envelope, he would recognise that writing anywhere.

What concerned him most, was how Professor Potter knew anything about Tom’s mother.

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Starting on a little full color Miraculous Ladybug Reveal comic. For every Yes, I will add one frame. 
Shall I continue, yes or no?
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I Don’t Mean It (pt 9)

Taehyung ran as fast as his legs could take him, not worrying about who noticed him this late at night on the streets. He couldn’t believe how all these events had played off. He couldn’t believe he didn’t trust you, especially when you told him that you didn’t do it. The image you crying kept replaying in his head as he ran towards the building. He was suddenly scared to approach you. 

He thought back to the conversation you both had months and months ago. You both sat on the couch, while you had the TV on in the background as the two of you chatted. That was the first night that Taehyung realized he had fallen in love with you. The way he was so comfortable to open up with you and how you felt the same about him. It was like a connection he never felt before. 

He remembered you saying that you value trust as one of the single most important things in your life. And once that trust was broken, it would never be whole again. 

Not only did he probably break your trust, but he felt like he broke you too. He remembered the words he yelled at you, now realizing how hurtful they really must have been. 


As soon as Taehyung reached his building, he was waiting for the elevator with what little patience he had left. Seeing as you both lived on the 8th floors, he thought the elevator was his best bet but it seemed to be taking longer than usual. Just as he was about to start running up the stairs, the door belonging to the landlord on the first floor opened. 

Out came a rather old man and Taehyung knew he had to at least say hello, even though he wanted nothing more than to run up. 

“Oh hi there Taehyung…you look rather out of breath,” said the landlord

“Oh…haha yeah sort of” said Taehyung, awkwardly fiddling with his hands, waiting to be excused.

“Oh..you must have been helping your neighbor bring boxes down!” said the landlord. This caught Taehyung’s attention. 

“N-neighbor?” Taehyung asked.

“Oh yes! That lovely girl next door to you boys. She said she was moving soon” said the landlord.

Taehyung didn’t even say anything before he rushed up the stairs, knowing he had to stop you at all costs. He ran to your door and before he knocked, he tried to catch his breath and tried to think of what he was going to say to you. He knew earning your forgiveness was no easy task, but you would always forgive him in the end…right? You both had a few small arguments here and there but you had always forgiven him without much effort on his part. Would this time be any different?

Taehyung finally knocked on the door, anxiously waiting for you to open the door. While waiting, he thought back to all the times you opened the door for him with the biggest smile on your face. Was he wrong for wanting that again?

He could hear the door unlock and he let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Thankfully you were home. 

“You’re ear–” you said, but stopped as you finally saw who was at the door. You were expecting the movers to come by today, but you were surprised to see Taehyung at the door. You gulped, wondering if he had wanted to come to yell at you some more. 

“You..you’re moving?” Taehyung asked. He didn’t mean to start with that, but he couldn’t help himself when he noticed all the cardboard boxes that stood behind you.

You only stare at Taehyung, confused with the tone of his voice. You didn’t know what to say. “Y-yes” was all you could bring out.

“w-why?” he continued.

“I don’t have any reason to stay anymore” you said, tears starting to well up in your eyes again. Before he could say anything else, you tried closing the door on him, but he grabbed the door and pushed it back. He let himself in and you stared at him, wide-eyed.

“Y/N.. I’m so sorry” he said looking directly at you. His tone was guilt ridden. He almost couldn’t meet your eyes after noticing the tears, but he knew he had to stand his ground.

“For what exactly?” you say emotionless. If it weren’t for your tears, you could have been mistaken as a statue. 

“For..what I said before. I- I don’t know what I was thinking” Taehyung started, finally tearing away from your eyes as it was getting to much to take.

“You were thinking that I was some low-life scum who was only friends with you to make a few bucks” you said, finally letting the tears flow freely down your slightly rosy cheeks.

“No..I don’t think that of you. I didn’t mean it” Taehyung started pleading as he inched closer to you.

“No, you did mean it” You said, backing away when you noticed him trying to get closer to you.

“Y/N, please, i’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said the things I did…I’m so sorry” Taehyung continued. His stomach started to turn when he thought that there was the chance that you didn’t forgive him this time around. “I heard my manager. He said he made the whole thing up to keep us apart, Y/N please….” he tried again.

You snickered back. “So…you only believe me now because you heard the truth from your manager….otherwise you still wouldn’t have taken my word. Am I right?” you said, with a sudden anger surging through your veins.

Taehyung thought about it for a while, and he knew that a part of what you said was true. He didn’t believe you when you said you didn’t do it, and he knew that he didn’t plan to hear you out either. But a part of him also wanted to keep on holding onto you, even if you had betrayed him.

When it took him a while to reply, you continued “I guess I have my answer….please leave” you said, wiping the tears away from your eyes.

“No, Y/N please hear me out. Please, I’m begging you. Just forgive me this one time please? You’ve always forgiven me in the past, Y/N please” he pleaded, tears threatening to form in his eyes.

“You didn’t want to hear what I had to say, which I should do the same for you?” you asked as you glared back at him.

“I was dumb, Y/N you know me. I always make stupid mistakes, but you always found it in your heart to forgive me. Please, just this one last time, forgive me. I don’t want to lose you….There’s so much I wanted to tell you….” he said as his voice cracked a little at the last part.

You didn’t like seeing Taehyung like this. You always had wanted him to have that box smile on his face, and be the little ball of happiness that he was. But you didn’t know if you could ever be the same with him again. If he doubted you then, what’s to keep him from doubting you in the future? He broke your heart before you even had the chance of giving it all to him, before he even knew that it already belonged to him in the first place. Now, you were just trying to pick up the pieces of your shattered heart, hoping that one day it will be like it was before. 

The eerie silence once again filled the room. Taehyung tried to walk to you again, hoping that he just had you in his arms, you could find it in yourself to forgive him. But you stuck your hand out, signaling him to stop.

“No. Leave.” you said firmly.

“Y/N…p-ple” he started

“LEAVE” you screamed back. You let out your sobs and fell to your knees, not having any more energy to continue.

Taehyung wanted nothing more than to run to you and hold you. To let you cry into his arms as he would probably cry back into yours. But he knew that you weren’t going to let him near you, even in your current position. He didn’t want to, but he walked out of your door, finally letting the tears fall. His vision blurred from the tears as he walked back to his own apartment, just a few feet down.

He walked into the silent and dark room, not bothering to turn on the lights. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, but he already knew that it was just the boys looking for him. 

Eventually, the phone stopped buzzing after a few minutes and Taehyung plopped himself onto his bed, finally letting his own tears fall freely.

He just lost you. He lost the girl who he feel so deeply in love with. He didn’t even have the chance to tell you how much you meant to him, or how much he wanted to make you his. Instead, he took the heart he wanted to badly and broke it. He didn’t know why chose to believe his manager’s lies, because deep down he knew you would never do something like that. But it scared him nonetheless. He thought that if his manager was right, then he would end up hurting. So he hurt you instead.

And now here you both were, lonely, in pain, and broken.


A/N: So like…The series is not over. For those of you guys who like pure angst, and don’t want a happy ending, then I suggest you stop here. In the future part(s), I’m writing with the intention of a happy ending. Do y’all want part 10? What do you think is going to happen to Y/n and Tae?! Let me know~ I love hearing from y’all. The support I’ve gotten from this one series has been amazing and it’s been so much fun writing for you guys. Part 1 has reached over 1.8k notes and I’m still in awe. 

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

By Way of Spontaneity (Part 12)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 979

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

A/N: Next part is the end :D Enjoy, guys! Sorry about Tony, btw. 


Originally posted by fymarveluniverse


The drive to Tony’s place was nerve-wracking, your hands sweating a great deal, forcing you to rub your palms down your thighs various times. You raised the volume of your radio until you couldn’t hear yourself think, but still managed to imagine how seeing Tony face to face would go.

You knew he was mad. You had never seen him so mad. Tony was impulsive, he was full of wit and took everything to heart. That’s what you loved about him. He took life by the horns and went with it. And yet, you had been pulled in by Bucky’s playful demeanor, his caring persona and gentle nature. They were a stark contrast to one another, but similar in more ways than you had initially thought.

Pulling up to his house, you groaned as you saw that his car was parked on the driveway. You had hoped he wasn’t home so that way you could have an excuse and just avoid any confrontation.

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Writing is Hard, pt 9: Sexting

Summary: You send Dean some dirty pictures.

Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Warning: Smut, taking pictures during sex

Word Count: 2600ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! (Sorry, tag list is closed!) XOXO


You hold up the phone, then almost instantly put it down.

This is stupid.

No. This isn’t stupid. This will be hot. Just do it.

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Lena Luthor wasn’t usually a nervous person.  She could command an audience, she could dominate the boardroom, but right now?  She was panicking.

Honestly, Lena never really thought her friendship with Kara would reach a stage where she was slowly being introduced into the group, one by one.  Maggie had been first.  She and Lena had long since discussed the whole Maggie-arresting-Lena debacle, Maggie spending the better part of ten minutes apologising before Lena could get a word in edgewise.  She and Maggie had hit it off fairly quickly, bonding over their mutual love of Italian cuisine and various scientific magazines.

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Be prepared! Next part is last part!

Until then.. Be blessed by blushing Hanzo and kissed Genji.

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 (the end)

~ This comic will present the events that happened about 20 years before those from Rendezvous comic(linked below). Not to mention that this will reveal how Hanzo and Jesse met!~

Rendezvous comic:

Original post | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 (the end)

- Chapter eight: Part two -

“There are a million reasons why this shouldn’t work…but there is only one reason why it should…”


25 weeks

“As your baby grows, more sounds will become audible to him or her. Around week 25 or 26, babies in the womb have been shown to respond to voices and noise. Recordings taken in the uterus reveal that noises from outside of the womb are muted by about half. The most significant sound your baby hears in the womb is your voice. In the third trimester, your baby can already recognize it. He will respond with an increased heart rate that suggests he is more alert when you’re speaking.”


I arose the next morning in his bed, my lungs filling with the mind-dizzying scent of him as the faint twinge of his fingers gently glided over the front of my body. His face was nuzzled against the top of my shoulder, the strap of the tank top I was wearing having inched down over my arm as his stubbled chin grazed across the soft skin. My eyes remained closed; not ready to let the leaking sunlight fully wake me as I faced away from him, pushing my head further down into the cushy pillow.

Tiny kisses were being pressed to the round of my shoulder as the slight drag of his fingertips over the swell of my covered tummy made a gentle smile pull across my lips. I was beyond sleepy as we had spent the entire night together; talking and laughing, really getting to know each other before Niall was once again buried inside me with his mouth on my throat and his hands in my hair. I knew I didn’t stand a chance trying to stop myself from being with him, to stop myself from wanting to feel him inside me and taking me well beyond any place I thought I deserved, so I didn’t even try. We fucked for more than an hour, every movement slowed and every sense heightened as we savored in the intoxicating and rousing pleasure of one another. He held me after, both of us drifting off and barely moving all night, that was until I felt his frisky touch attempting to ease me from my sleep.

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By Way of Spontaneity (Part 9)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 816

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

A/N: INBOX IS HERE. I apologize.

Originally posted by fuckyeahtonystark


Steve looked up from his laptop screen as Peggy came striding into the room, clad in only his dress shirt. He obviously ogled her and smiled when his eyes reached her toes and she wiggled them, toenails painted a vivid red.

“What are you doing?” she asked him, sitting down next to Steve and cuddling up to his side.

Steve gave a tiny shrug. “Enjoying our day off.”

Peggy scoffed. “By catching up on the latest gossip?”

“Hey, Facebook is quite the gossiper. I’ve found out remarkable things on this.”

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I HAVE GLASSES AGAIN! HELL YES!

Toooons of text in this one, a drunk Genji and a cute Hanzo! And of course, charming Jesse :3 THE TWO OF THEM TRAPPED IN A ROOM! Sorry.. okay, will calm down now.. Oh, and I bet Jesse would make Gabe blush with such big words! Though, I am quite sure, papa is just as fond of him!

*returning to work*

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 (the end)

~ This comic will present the events that happened about 20 years before those from Rendezvous comic(linked below). Not to mention that this will reveal how Hanzo and Jesse met!~

Rendezvous comic:

Original post | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 (the end)

Forbidden Love | Pt. 8

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10

Blinking your watery eyes a few times, you wiped away your newly formed tears as you smiled softly at your phone screen.

You were happy for him, you really were. Even though your heart was broken because of him, you were happy that he found a new, welcoming home.

Putting your phone away, you placed your hand on your belly and looked down at it with sad, teary eyes.

It was too late..

Few days ago

“Damn it, Jimin! Y/N can’t get pregnant!”

Ignoring Taehyung’s words, Jimin wrapped his arm under you legs and carried you bridal style.

“Jimin, can’t you hear what I’m saying?! The doctor said that there is no chance she could get pregnant! There is no chance that she’s pregna-”

“She’s pregnant, Taehyung! And there is a chance that you could be the father!”

Hearing Jimin’s words, Taehyung’s eyes opened widely and he looked at your lifeless looking body, only hearing your pleads as mumbles. “Please save my baby.. I’m begging you, I can’t loose my baby, please..”


With shaky hands, Taehyung opened your doctor’s office room door and stepped out of the room with his weak legs.

The minute Jimin saw him stepping out, he lunged forward to him and bombarded him with questions. “How is Y/N? Is the baby okay? Why aren’t the allowing us to see Y/N? Is she still sleeping? Damn it, answer me, Taehyung!”

Looking up from the floor, Taehyung connected his teary eyes with his best friend’s wide and concerned ones.

The second Jimin looked into Taehyung’s teary eyes, he started shaking his head hysterically. “N-No! Taehyung, no! Tell me they are okay, please! Taehyung, please!”

Seeing how his best friend tugged on his hair, Taehyung reached out for Jimin’s hands and stopped him. “Y/N is okay. B-But the baby.. T-The doctor said that they couldn’t save the baby…”

Unable to hold back their tears, they both started crying as they were leaning against the wall, ignoring the glances from other people.

When they calmed down a little bit, Taehyung turned his head to Jimin and observed his face. "Jimin.“

He watched how Jimin snapped out of his thoughts and turned his head weakly to his best friend. "Hm?”

Looking away, Taehyung took a deep breath. “I need to tell you something..”

When he felt Jimin’s expectant eyes looking at his face, Taehyung closed his eyes and said the words that made Jimin’s whole body freeze immediately.

“Your wife is pregnant.. and she told me that I’m the father..”

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My glasses should arrive next week(they’d better hurry up T.T)! But I managed to sketch this week, at a slower pace, this next part of the comic! 

Sending again my special thanks to those who helped me with the Japanese translation!! *hugs*

And Jesse leaves out details he shouldn’t.. If Gabe would hear him, he’d take the sword from Hanzo’s hand and shove it down Jesse’s throat XD (well.. nah, he wouldn’t, but would surely get really mad, just like McCree thought as well)


Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 (the end)

~ This comic will present the events that happened about 20 years before those from Rendezvous comic(linked below). Not to mention that this will reveal how Hanzo and Jesse met!~

Rendezvous comic:

Original post | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 (the end)