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Learning To Let You Go | Young Sirius Black X Muggle!Reader

English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

A/N: This was supposed to be a fluff, but my mind suggested something a little more sad, then here it is.

Characters: Sirius/fem!reader, James. Remus, Peter and Bellatrix are mentioned.

Warnings: Mentions of death.

(E/C) stand for “Eye color” /(M/N) stand for “Mother’s name”/(F/N) stand for “Father’s name”/(L/B/N) stand for “Little brother’s name”/(H/C) stand for “Hair color”.

Word Count: 3623 words.

He walked through the soft grass, a serious expression on his face and delicate flowers in his hand. The day was fairly beautiful, the sun was shining, but not so much; a light breeze was blowing, but for a moment it made dust fly into his eyes.

It could be a fairly beautiful day for everyone, but not for him.


His eyes moved from one vinyl cover to another. He had never actually heard any of those bands, but the photos looked cool. Sirius stopped in front of one of the vinyls and took it in his hand, analyzing it, the cover had a large mausoleum in the middle with a skull on top and two silhouettes on the bottom, one female and the other difficult to identify. Nice.

Ever since Sirius had left his home to live with the Potters, he’d take some time off from time to time to take a walk in the Muggle world. And that time, his walk had led him to a small vinyl shop, which was hardly noticeable as someone passed in front of it on the street.

Sirius felt he was being watched, lifting his gaze from the vinyl he held to the girl sitting behind the counter, a shy smile gracing her face as her (E/C) eyes stared at him. She looked quickly down at the newspaper she was reading when she noticed he’d caught her staring. Sirius smirked a little, continuing to walk through the rows of vinyls there, but his gaze never really leaving the girl.

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Welcome to London {Joe Sugg X Reader Imagine}

Warnings: smut. 

A/N: Hope you enjoy, my lovelies. xoxo - Grace

Y/N’s POV

My parents weren’t too keen on me moving half way across the world to go to school in London, but here I was, bewildered at the new city and the opportunity to completely change my life. Growing up in a small town in Kansas has its upsides, but it wasn’t the place I wanted to make my life. London had been my dream city for as long as I could remember, and I was finally here.

I couldn’t contain my giddiness as I unlock my apartment door. Most of my larger belongings, such as my couch and bed, had already been shipped out and were waiting to be put in their proper places, but the rest of my belongings wouldn’t make it for a few more days. Luckily, I had a small suitcase packed that I could live out of for awhile. I walk across the apartment to look out the balcony door. The view was absolutely breathtaking; all the beautiful city lights could be seen as it was around 9 PM. I was completely awake, considering it would be around mid-afternoon back home. After texting my mother, I heard my stomach growl, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten a full meal in about 12 hours. Deciding to stick with something familiar, I search for the nearest McDonald’s.


After filling my belly, I decide to make a must-needed stop at a Tesco to pick up some groceries. I grab a trolley and begin filling it with the necessities: bread, eggs, etc. By the time I get back to the apartment, it’s nearly 11 PM. I take this time to explore the apartment since I hadn’t gotten the chance to yet. I make my way down the hallway and peek into each room. What would be my new office was empty except for the desk that had been shipped out earlier. Across the hall is my bedroom. I’m delighted to find my queen size bed already set up, with the bag of sheets and blankets sitting next to it. Diving onto the bed, I couldn’t contain my giggles and excitement. After making my bed, I pull out my laptop to watch a few movies and hopefully lull myself to sleep so I could adjust to the time change. After watching three movies, I fall asleep to the ending soundtrack of The Breakfast Club and my excited thoughts of what was to come.


When I wake up, the sun is already shining through my window. I look at my phone to see that it’s 11 AM and I have a missed call from my mother. I text her back, letting her know I’m safe and loving London so far. At about noon, I force myself out of bed, determined to get rid of this jet lag. After fixing myself a peanut butter sandwich, I step out on the balcony to enjoy the crisp autumn air. Less than an hour later, I was pulled out of my daydreams by the sound of a nearby voice. Looking to my left, I see a boy standing on the neighboring balcony. He hadn’t seen me yet, but he continued to talk, even though he was the only one out there.

“Look at this view, isn’t it beautiful?” I heard him ask. I assume maybe he had noticed I was sitting on the other balcony and was asking me, so I answered, “Yes, it’s absolutely breathtaking.”

He seemed utterly shocked to have received an answer. I giggled as he searches around him for the unknown voice. When he spots me, I wave towards him sheepishly.

“Hi there,” I say awkwardly.

“Oh hello, you nearly gave me a heart attack… I wasn’t expecting anyone to be out here,” he replies, his face turning a little red.

“Then who were you talking to?” I ask suspiciously.

“Oh, I was starting my vlog; I’m a YouTuber,” he answers, holding up his little black camera.

“Oh, that’s cool,” you reply, not really knowing what else to say.

“Yeah… I’m Joe by the way, Joe Sugg.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Joe. I’m Y/F/N.”

Joe and I continue to talk a bit more. Apparently the apartment he was in actually belongs to his friend, Caspar. I tell him that I’m just moving into my apartment, and he offers to help me move my things once they arrive. I thank him, grateful that he had offered because I was starting to wonder how I would do it on my own. While we were in the middle of our conversation, another boy steps out onto his balcony.

“Ah, Caspar, this is your new neighbor, Y/N,” Joe says to him.

“Hi,” I wave once again.  

“Hello, Y/N. It’s nice to meet you. I hope you’re okay with constant loud parties next door,” he says with a dorky smile.

“Really?” I ask, my smile dropping.

“No I’m just kidding, but if we ever do have a party here, you’re welcome to join,” he replies with a wink.

I laugh at his straightforwardness and reply, “We’ll see…”

“I like her; she doesn’t completely reject my flirting,” Caspar says.

“Don’t get your hopes up, mate; she said maybe, not yes.” Joe chuckles.

“Well boys, it’s been a pleasure meeting you, but I think I’m going to go explore the city, so I’ll see you around,” I say.

“Wait! Before you go, let me give you my number in case you need anything,” Joe says.

I type his contact into my phone and say goodbye once again. Who would’ve thought I’d make my first London friends without even leaving my apartment?


Joe’s POV

“Caspar, you lucky bloke! I wish I could have a neighbor that gorgeous,” I say once we return inside.

Caspar merely chuckles and starts chanting “someone’s got a crush.”

“I do not! Shut up, she might hear you,” I whisper yell at him as I hit his arm.

He just continues to chuckle at me in my flustered state. To be honest, I maybe did have a little crush on Y/N, but I mean, she’s absolutely beautiful. Hopefully I’ll be able to get to know her a bit better…


Later that evening, I was still around Caspar’s flat with a few of the other boys when I got an unfamiliar call. Assuming it was a prank call, I answered it in one of my goofy voices.

“What do you want?” I say in my Peter Griffin voice.

“Oh, I think I have the wrong number… I was looking for a Joe Sugg” a girl replies, sounding a bit flustered.

“Oh, is this Y/N? Sorry, I thought it was a prank call so I answered in my Peter Griffin voice,” I answered sincerely.

“Ah, it was a great impression.”

“Thank you. So, what did you need?”

“Oh right, so, I was out walking around the city, and, well you see, I think I might of gotten a little lost?”

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine, I just don’t know where I am or how to get back to my flat.”

“Hey, don’t worry, I’ll try and find you. Look around, is there anything that might give you a clue as to where you’re at?”

“Um… there’s a place called ‘Nando’s’ across the street—“

“–oh, I know where that’s at. I’m on my way now.”

“Thank you so much, Joe.”

“It’s not a problem, Y/N. I’ll see you soon.”


Y/N’s POV

About ten minutes after I called Joe, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around, engulfing Joe in a hug, so happy to see him.

“Oh my gosh! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I was beginning to think I would be lost forever,” I say as I cling to Joe.

“Like I said, it’s not a problem, Y/N,” he says as he pulls out of the hug, although I wish he hadn’t.

“How about this; since you came to my rescue, let me buy you dinner tonight?” I ask.

“But what kind of a gentleman would I be if I let the lady pay for dinner?”

“Well then, how else am I supposed to repay you for helping me?”

“I’m sure you’ll find some way.”

“Fine… you win this one, but I will find a way to make it up to you.”

“Don’t worry about it, love. Shall we go in and eat?”

“We shall.”


After stuffing our bellies with Nando’s, Joe and I venture back out into the chilly evening air. Joe must have noticed me shiver because he offers me his jacket, which I gladly accept. As we walk down the sidewalks of London, we get to know each other better, and before I know it, we’ve arrived at my apartment building.

“Would you like to come over to Caspar’s flat for a bit to meet the rest of the boys?” he asks as we take the lift to my floor.

“I’d love to, considering I have nothing to do at my own place,” I reply.

“Great, but I have to warn you, the boys can be a bit overwhelming…” he trails off as he opens Caspar’s door.

The second we walked in, Caspar greets us. “Joe! New neighbor girl!”

“Hi Caspar,” I giggle.

“Guys, this is Y/N, Caspar’s new neighbor. Y/N, this is Oli, Jack, Conor, Mikey, and Josh,” Joe introduces me to everyone.

We all exchanged greetings as Joe leads me over to the couch to sit down next to him.

“So how did you meet these two wankers?” I think it was Jack who asked.

“Well, I was just sitting out on my balcony earlier today, enjoying the view, when Joe came out on his balcony and started talking to himself,” I giggle. The boys erupt in laughter at that as Joe’s face reddens.

“That’s not quite how I remember it happening, but whatever,” Joe replies.

It was now around 9:30 PM and Caspar brings out a few drinks.

“You’re legal, right, Y/N?” Josh asks.

“Yes I’m legal, I’m 24,” I reply, “25 in December.”

“What do you say we hit the clubs soon?” Conor asks.

“You up for it, Y/N?” Joe asks.

“Hell yes, but I need to go change first,” I answer.

“Well then go get ready, so we can partayyy!” Caspar yells.

I giggle and head over to my apartment hoping I have an outfit for the club in my suitcase. Luckily, I packed my little black dress in case of emergencies.

About thirty minutes later, I hear a knock on my door as I’m doing my finishing touches.

“Hurry up, Y/N!” I hear the boys shout.

“I’m almost done, just be patient,” I shout back.

When I open the door, I look up to see all the boys staring at me with their mouths open.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” I say with a smirk.

Right after I say this I hear a camera click. I look over to Conor who has an innocent look on his face.

“You said to take a picture…” he replied.

We all busted up laughing and headed to the club. I stood in between Joe and Caspar, enjoying their company as we walked. We arrive at the club a few moments later, and Joe offered to go get me a drink.

“Stop buying my stuff, it’s not fair, I want to be nice, too,” I say to him with a pouty face.

“Sorry, love, I’m just a nice person I guess.”

“Well, nice guy, come dance with me,” I say, pulling him to the dance floor. He laughs as I pulled him through the chaotic crowd.


We dance the night away and by the time we got back to Caspar’s, it’s around 1 AM and we were all quite drunk. We mutually decided that everyone would stay there so we wouldn’t have to go through the hassle of calling an uber at this ungodly hour. We figure out the sleeping arrangements among Caspar’s flat and my flat. Caspar would share his bed with Josh; Jack and Conor would share Caspar’s guest bed; Oli would take Caspar’s couch; Mikey would take my couch; and Joe could crash with me. Joe protested at first, saying he would sleep on the floor, but I assured him it was fine. I honestly would rather have a cuddle buddy than sleep alone.  

By the time we got everyone situated, it was nearly 2 AM. I stumbled into my room with Joe in tow. Reaching into my suitcase, I pulled out an old t-shirt to sleep in.

“Close your eyes, I’m just going to change in here really quick,” I tell Joe. When I don’t hear a response, I turn around to see Joe already in the bed with his eyes closed. I quickly stripped out of my dress to put the t-shirt on, when I heard Joe’s voice.

“Mm, I like what I see,” I hear him say.

I turn around after I pulled the shirt over my head to see him staring at me.

“Hey! I told you to close your eyes,” I whisper yell at him.

He just chuckles at me and says “sorry, I just couldn’t resist.”

“It’s not very nice,”

“Hey, come here. I’m sorry, I won’t do it ever again.”

I chuckle at our drunken states as he pulls me down onto the bed in his arms.

“You’re funny, you know that?” I giggle.

“You’re cute, you know that?” he replies.

“You’re adorable.”

“You’re gorgeous.”

“Okay, but seriously, thank you, Joe. I had so much fun tonight,” I say as I kiss his cheek.

“The pleasure is mine, love,” he says as he leans in. Our lips meet and I can’t help but smile.

“Goodnight, Joe.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.”


I wake up the next morning in a blissful state, cuddled up to Joe’s side. Hangovers don’t typically affect me like they do others, so I don’t really dread waking up the day after a fun night. I struggle as I climb out of Joe’s arms to get to my bathroom. Once I’m done in there, I walk out  to the living room to see Mikey passed out. I tiptoe out the door and into Caspar’s apartment to see Oli sitting on the couch on his phone.

“Hey, Oli,” I smile.

“Hey Y/N, how are you doing?”

“Good, just figured the boys would want some breakfast when they wake up so I thought I’d come over here and start cooking.”

“Oh Y/N, you’re so kind, you don’t have to go to the trouble.”

“It’s fine, honestly, I love cooking.”

“At least let me help you.”

By the time we’re done cooking, we have enough cheesy eggs, bacon, and pancakes to feed an army. Caspar, Josh, Conor, and Mikey eventually followed the smell of food into the kitchen, but Jack and Joe were still passed out.

“Can’t we just eat without them?” Conor asks.

“Nope, but we can have some fun waking them up,” I reply, “you guys go wake Jack, I’ve got Joe, okay?”

We split up and I walk back into my apartment to wake Joe. I walk in my room and see Joe sprawled out on my bed, still passed out. I quickly take a picture of him, because he looks adorable cuddled up in the blankets. After saying his name a few times, I realize I’m going to have to step it up a notch if I want to wake him up. I step up on the bed and start jumping up and down around him, shouting his name. It definitely wakes him up but he catches me off guard by hooking my foot and pulling me down into his arms.

“It’s too early,” he whines.

“Aw, is the poor baby sleepy?” I ask.

“Yes, now let me sleep.”

“Fine then, I’ll just let the boys eat your food.”

“What food?” he asks, seeming interested.

“I made breakfast.”

“Fine, I’ll get up, but only because there’s food.”

I smile and pull his arm until we reach Caspar’s flat.

We eat breakfast and hang out at Caspar’s for a few more hours until I get a text from my moving company that the truck with my things will arrive that evening.

“Oh my gosh, yay! My stuff is going to be here tonight!” I yell.

“That’s great! I’ll be here to help,” Joe says.

“I’ll help, too,” Caspar adds.                


By the time the moving truck gets here, it’s 5 PM. We unload everything and pile it into the lift. By 7 PM, we have everything upstairs, and now I just had to organize and put things away which I kindly tell the boys I can handle. Caspar leaves, but Joe insists on staying, telling me he can order us a pizza and find things to help me with. At 9 PM, we’re nearly finished when Joe asks to stay the night again.

“It’s getting late and I’m already here; do you mind if I stay crash here again?”

“It’s perfectly fine, Joe. I think I’m done with unpacking for the night though. Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Sounds great, love.”

We get comfortable in my bed with the computer settled in between us. We can’t decide on a movie to watch, so instead we just binge watch a couple of episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. The whole time, Joe and I would subconsciously scoot closer together. It got to the point where I was sat in-between his legs with his arms wrapped tightly around me. After the third episode ends, I look back at Joe.

“Do you want to do something else? I’m kinda bored of watching TV, but I’m not very tired.”

“Yeah, me too. What do you have in mind?”

“We could play a game,” you suggest.

“Sure, how about truth or dare?”

“Ooh, I love that game”

“Okay, truth or dare?” he asks.

“I didn’t say you could go first… but truth.”

“Hm, what was your first thought when you met me?”

“Well at first, I thought you were some psycho dude who talks to himself, but after I got to know you, I realized how sweet and adorable you are.”

“Aw, you think I’m adorable,” he replies with a little smirk.

“Yeah, yeah, truth or dare, Sugg?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to go out on the balcony and scream ‘Jaspar is real.’”

“Oh blimey, I shouldn’t have ever told you about that ship,” he whines.

“Hey, a dare is a dare.”

“Fine,” he grumbles as we get up and he follows me out to the balcony.

“Hurry up, it’s cold out here.”

He glares at me, and then as fast as he can, he screams the phrase so it comes out as gibberish.

“Hey that’s not fair!”

“Oh and why is that? I did the dare,” he replies smugly.

I glare at him and chase him inside when he tries to run. When I follow him around the corner, her surprises me by turning around and picking me up to spin me around.

“Put me down!” I yell.

“Make me,” he replies with a smirk as he carries me back to my  room.

“Truth or dare, love?”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Dare.”

He throws me on the bed and starts to crawl up towards my face.

“I dare you to kiss me,” he says simply.

I grab his face and fill the empty space between us. He pulls my head closer to deepen the kiss. Before it gets too heated, he pulls away, and says, “Your turn.”

“Truth or dare?” I say, nearly out of breath.

“Dare,” he growls lowly.

I look into his eyes, barely above a whisper, “Fuck me.”

Not even a second passes before his lips are attacking mine again. He pulls away momentarily to remove his shirt. I marvel at the newly exposed skin as he slips his hands under my shirt to remove mine as well. His hands reach for my breasts as he reattaches our lips. I let out a small moan as he begins to kiss down my jaw, down to the valley between my breasts,  lower and lower until he was kneeling between my legs.  He slowly runs his hands up and down my legs and peels back my leggings and underwear.

“My god, you’re perfect,” he says as he kisses around my hips and thighs.

“Please, Joe… do something,” I plead.

“What do you want me to do, love?” he asks as he leans down and blows across my sensitive skin.

I shiver at the sudden rush of cool air on my soaked core. “Anything, please, Joe; I need you.”

With that, he immediately attaches his lips to my clit and begins to suck. I gasp at the sensation and reach down for his hair to pull him closer. He moans on me and I feel the vibrations throughout my body. I’m so close to my high but before I can reach it, Joe pulls away.

“Hey!” I shout as he crawls off the bed to remove the rest of his clothing.

“Shh, baby… as much as I’d love for you to cum on my mouth, right now I just want you to cum with me inside you.”

He crawls back up my body, showering me in sloppy kisses along the way. I let out a moan when he reaches a certain spot on my neck. He notices and sucks a deep purple mark there.  I whimper at the loss of contact when he stands up on his knees to put on the condom. When I see his member, I gulp. He wasn’t necessarily thick, but he was long.

“You ready, love?” he asks as he situates my hips on the bed.

“God, yes!”

He slowly slides into me to let me adjust to his length. Once I’m comfortable, he just barely pulls out of me and slams back in with full force. I let out a shriek as I clench around him.

“Fuck, Y/N, you feel so good… so tight.”

He pounds into me repeatedly and the pain soon turns to pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Joe,” I moan.  

He surprises me when he flips us over, so I’m now straddling him.

“Ride me, baby,” he says with a smirk.

I mimic his smirk as I roll my hips on him at a slow, torturing pace.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me, Y/N,” he says as he plants his feet flat on the mattress.

My gasp turns into a loud moan as he thrusts up into me, gripping my ass to hold me in place. His thrusts continue and he hits that certain spot inside of me and I let out a shriek.

“Fuck, Joe, I’m gonna come!” I yelp. He pushes me over the edge when he reaches down with his thumb to rub tight circles on my clit. We both moan out as we climax together. I collapse onto his chest trying to catch my breath.

“God, Y/N, that was amazing,” he says as he pulls me off his hips to lie beside him.

“Mhm,” I mumble tiredly as I cuddle into his side, still shaking a bit from the aftershocks of my climax.

“Are you okay?” he asks concerned.

“Yes, god yes! That was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had,” I answer.  

 After we calmed down a bit, we cleaned ourselves up and lied down under the covers. Joe pulled me close and began tracing circles on my back.

“Y/N, I really like you and I kinda wanna see where this could go… what do you think?” he asks nervously.

“I like you too, Joe, and I’d love to see where this goes,” I reply. He smiles down at me and pecks my lips one last time.  

“Goodnight, love,” he says, barely above a whisper.

“Goodnight, Joe.”

4

RebelCaptain AU || The Mummy

After her adopted brother, Bodhi, finds an old intricrate box containing a map, English librarian Jyn becomes interested in starting an archaeological dig at the ancient city of Hamunaptra. She gains the help of an ex-soildier, Cassian, after saving him from his death. What Jyn, Bodhi and Cassian are unaware of is that another group of explorers are interested in the same dig. Unfortunately for everyone, this group ends up unleashing a curse.

A Whole New World

Me and Brooklyn have been dating for about 3 months and I have a deep feeling for him. I feel like he feels the same way. We hanged out when he stopped by in LA, but he went back to London and it has been tough. Although we haven’t dated a “long time” for it to be a committed relationship, it feels like I’ve known him for such a long time, and my feelings for him get stronger everyday.

His mom stayed in LA for a couple more days before she jetted off to London. She asked me to come by around 10am at the house before she left so she could say goodbye. I did as she asked and she was standing in front of the door with her suitcases and an extra small black one by her side.

“Hello Mrs. Beckham! Good morning!”

“Call me Victoria! How many times do I have to tell you love, haha, are you ready to go?”

“Oh yes I forgot, Victoria, and umm…. Why am I supposed to be ready?”

“I’m taking you to London with me, it’s a surprise for Brooklyn and you obviously. I’m sure he misses you loads. David tells me how he stays up so late talking to you.”

“Oh no. Mrs. Beckham… I mean Victoria, I couldn’t…. I shouldn’t. I have school and plus my parents don’t know and I didn’t even pack…”

“I called your school and told them you’re on a busy schedule and will makeup your work as soon as you get back, and I also got a small travel study for you.” She handed me the packet and my suitcase. “Your parents agreed, we planned this trip for you, and for the packing I got you covered. Come along now.”

She started walking to the car, and I had no choice but to follow her. She was an extraordinary woman, so kind, I couldn’t find a way to repay her.

I have never been to London. but I have always dreamed of being there, in this new world to explore. With the Beckhams. With Brooklyn.

After 11 hours of flight we finally arrived to the Heathrow Airport. We got a cab and rode off into the city. When we pulled up to the gigantic house, I couldn’t stop smiling. I was going to see Brooklyn again. See his smile, hug him, and create new memories while I stay.

“Here we are. Our cab driver will bring our bags. Follow me, I want to surprise Brooklyn, so at the door hide on the side.”

“Okay! Will do! Thank you so much!”

“You’re welcome sweety. Ok now hide.” I heard loud footsteps come as she opened the door.
“Mummy is home!” I saw Romeo, and Cruz run toward their mom, David had Harper in his arms and down came Brooklyn.

“Brooklyn, I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?” As I heard his voice my heart began to race so fast. It doesn’t matter how many times I see him, he still makes me feel vulnerable and crazy.

“Look outside.” Victoria motioned him towards me. He walked out and I took a step forward. I was inches away from him. He looked into my eyes and a smile grew on his face. Bigger and bigger.

“Y/N !!! What! Why! How! Oh how I missed you!” He brought me into a big hug, I couldn’t help but squeeze him back.

“Your mom brought me, she’s the best, she paid for everything. How can I ever thank her.”

“Oh you don’t have to, she loves doing these sorts of things. Come on let’s go inside.” He wrapped his arm around my neck and took me inside.

“Y/N yay you’re here!!” Screamed Romeo, Cruz and Harper. I ran towards them and gave them a big hug.

“Let’s play football!! Come on Romeo, lets get our boots!” Yelled Cruz.

“No no no guys, Y/N just arrived and I want to show her my favorite places here in London, you guys have to wait.” Brooklyn told the boys.

“Ugh fine. But when you guys come back, promise to play?” Pouted Romeo.

“Of course guys! I love soccer and especially with you guys, we’ll play as soon as we come back okay.” I felt Brooklyn stare at me with the most kindest eyes ever. He said to me, “I love when you’re so nice to my brothers, it means a lot.”

“Well, I do really like them.” I teased him, “maybe even more than you.” He glared at me with a smirk and said, “you’re going to change your mind real fast, just watch.” I giggle as he made his way into the kitchen. I followed. “DAD! Can I take your car out for a few hours?”

“Why yes of course, son,” David answered him, throwing him the keys. “Just be careful okay, don’t do anything stupid.”

“Thanks dad. And we won’t, we’ll be back soon.” He intertwined his fingers onto mine, and placed a small kiss on my cheek. “I’m about to show you a whole new world princess.”

hi guys!! just a quick announcement that the event is now over!! feel free to continue any event related threads, but any new ones should take place after the welcome feast and after-party.

the current timestamp for this week in the roleplay is saturday, september 3, 2022 and onwards. classes start up again on monday, and students are encouraged to explore the city on weekends, so long as they are back at maladh by their 1AM curfew. happy rping!!

please like this once you’ve read it!

The Signs as Cities Around the World

Aries: Vancouver- A hardworking city, constantly moving forward, but still has a warm aura to it

Taurus: Paris- The city of lights and romance, filled with wonderful cuisine, prideful

Gemini: Barcelona- A very bright, bubbly and bustling city. On the inside very business but is filled with beaches and a chill aura on the outside

Cancer: Rome- The city of love, a city prone for romantic grand gestures, elegant

Leo: Singapore- An innovative city that everyone loves. Very bright and attracts many people

Virgo: Tokyo- A technologically advanced city . Is constantly coming up with new ideas and inventions

Libra: Sydney- The city is perfectly balanced between city, beach and forest. Very laid back but still determined to blossom into a more advanced city

Scorpio: Vienna- A very classy city, an old soul, makes people want to explore the city more

Sagittarius: New York City- The city that never sleeps, attracts so many people, welcoming but at the same time, intimidating

Capricorn: Seoul- An underrated city that everyone loves but does not talk too much about. A perfect blend of technology and art.

Aquarius: Rio- A colorful city in its art and clothes, continuously festive and working towards better days

Pisces: Asmara- Not a very well known city. Very quiet and peaceful. When people visit, they fall in love with it

Let us venture

To what we owe these explorations
these expectations of worldliness
an adventure that must be ventured on?
A ticking that must be quenched
as we trek through vistas never before seen:
To you: the prismatic beaches of the unruly island
To me: the city of winds, the beating heart
I wish to welcome you, talents and all
as I wish to be welcomed, reciprocals in action
for dawns and twilights await us patiently.
Performances that must be completed
whether to dazzle or fail, they must live
Just like us, flying(plummeting)through horizons.

@oatlandgoodman Gave me a prompt: On being discovered

Percival: Welcome to the Tenebris Island and the Carchadon Islands. It’s our humble home. While we mainly keep to our towns, we still explore the place in regards to gathering resources and research matters. It’s far from peaceful but we make it work.

We have the three main towns that fall under the Tri-Shadow City Area.

Umbra Town - Ruled over by King Maxwell and Queen Scarlet.

Sennen City - Ruled over by King Aharon and Queen Chione.

Cerdo and Lepus Village - Ruled over by… Em… I think they’re still deciding. It’s not very clear who is in charge. It changes daily. Pig King one day, Bunny King the next. I’m sure they’ll sort it out eventually… or not.

There is also the villages of the Carcharodon Islands, all ruled by Queen Athena the Tiger Shark. (She’s nicer than she sounds. Trust me.)

There’s also the rumored city in the underground caves but Maxwell prefers we don’t go down there. We just know it exists.

And of course we have the smaller villages and settlements but we don’t talk about them too much since the monsters there keep to themselves. Especially the Merms. So we just keep our distance.

The best thing we can say when traversing the territory is to exercise caution and always have a weapon ready. Maxwell may not be as hostile as he used to be but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any danger lying from what he left behind. (Also, it should be noted the man gets VERY bored. So, caution.) Also, be weary of the shadow creatures. They act on their own whims so be very careful and keep your mind in check.

And with that, I leave you, and please, safe travels around our humble home.

Wilson: Hey! Albert! We gotta note some stuff Grandpa didn’t!

Albert: Let’s do it!

*many much scribbling later*

Wilson and Albert: PERFECTION!

To note, Tenebris Island isn’t the only island in the Shadow World but that’s where Maxwell is currently residing since his friend Aharon is there. He does check on the other islands but he honestly just prefers staying here. Also, Survivors are trying to see if there are ways to get to the other islands as means of finding other places to settle but at the moment that tech isn’t quite there yet. Plus, they’re quite happy with what they have so can’t really complain.

So yeah, this is the place where Wilson and Albert takes place.

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Truth or Lie (Part Sixteen)

Part One

Part Fifteen

A/N: Sorry for the late update! I had to plan five or so chapters into the future before posting this one. Things are about to get crazy, guys. So, enjoy this chapter full of fluff and flirting! 

Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, flirting, sexual references/sexual tension, flashbacks, explicit language, angst, slight violence

Word Count: 4068

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Soft clouds graced Chicago’s sky, wisps of white detailing its bright blue surface. Despite the fairly sunny conditions, there was still a bit of chill in the air, coaxing you to press into Rob’s side as the two of you sat on a metal bench in one of the parks within Chicago’s depths. The two of you had spent the entire day exploring the city, which had prompted you to take a break before you headed to the haunted corn maze you had been so curious about.

“Want to go inside?” Rob’s soft voice murmured near your ear.

You shook your head, enjoying the calm atmosphere and the emptiness of the surrounding area too much. Since you and Rob were in the city all day, you were always surrounded by people, which meant the two of you had to behave yourselves just in case any fans were around. Out here in the park, there was hardly anyone around, and the people that were there were busy jogging or were on their phone. You were nearly alone, and the temptation to be close to him had been nagging you since you left the hotel room. “Tell you what I do want, though …,” you trailed off, a suggestive tone lacing within your words as you turned to gaze at him.

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anonymous asked:

What do you think things between humans and monsters were like the first few days after the barrier was broken? Like, how do you think everyone handled monsters suddenly being on the surface again, and how accommodating do you think the humans were?

Honestly, I think most modern people would think “haha look they’re shooting a new Muppet movie or something” and stand around and take pictures. Alternatively, avoid making eye contact because high five-ing mascots is the woooorst. At least, these are the two reactions I’d probably have if I saw a big fuzzy thing like Asgore coming down the street.

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Eating and Drinking in Kaas City

As the Empire’s capital, Kaas City has something for everyone when it comes to dining out. Boasting a wide array of restaurants, cafés, and bars, Kaas City offers a wide and diverse mix of places to eat and drink at. 

Restaurants

The Raihz is known for its traditional Sith cuisine, friendly atmosphere, and great service. Located few blocks from the Scarlet District, the Raihz prides itself for authentic Sith cuisine and many of the recipes can be traced back to the Old Empire. For Lord Dzatrû Sith cuisine is not just an important part of the Sith heritage but the Empire’s culture and history as well. And as such, all should be able to enjoy it - Sith and Imperials alike.

The Sealria took Kaas City by a storm two years ago with its ingenious use of local ingredients. Having experienced the many vibrant cuisines around the Empire during his tour of duty, Admiral Miska wished to bring them alive using ingredients from Dromund Kaas. Today the Sealria is known for offering a refined and tasteful palate while unifying an integral part of the Imperial culture. Located right at the centre of Kaas City, the Sealria is one of the top-ranking restaurants in the Empire.

The Volmakas offers a classical atmosphere to enjoy a night at the theatre as it is in conjunction with the Kaas City Theatre. The Volmakas is named after the famous opera writer Darth Volmakas, a reminder of the Empire’s rich culture and history that has allowed our society to flourish. In addition to providing a classical menu and halftime dinner services, the Volmakas organises small scale events such as poetry readings and concertos. 

Cafés and Tearooms 

Tearoom Aurora overlooks the Asha square in the Old City. Offering a wild selection of self-mixed tea blends, such as the Korriban Aurora and the Kaas Tempest, Tearoom Aurora offers the largest tea selection on Dromund Kaas. Teahouse Aurora rouse to popularity in 1532 AE when it was revealed to be the meeting place of Darth Soriu and Minister Nagyson for planning the Battle of Korriban. Since then the Empire’s leaders have gathered in the private rooms to determine our path to victory.

Café Dianthus is named after the famous Sith philosopher, Darth Dianthus, who was known for his thought provoking conversations and his ability to spark heated debates. Cafe Dianthus continues this tradition by organizing gatherings where people are welcome to come and discuss anything from current news to age old questions. At other times, you are welcome to explore the Dianthus’ large library while enjoying a cup of caf.

Konditori Purppura is a quaint little place to enjoy the afternoon by the Arboretum boulevard. While enjoying the freshly baked cakes, tarts, pastries and other sweets, one might have a chat with Lord Adlear, who is always happy to share his opinion on the newest opera or concert. For those less culturally inclined, Konditori Purppura allows one to appreciate the Arboretum and become better acquainted with the nature of Dromund Kaas.

Nightlife

The Nexus Room is located right at the heart of Kaas City and is one of the favourite places for Sith to organise private parties and conduct their dealing. Those not invited to the lavish parties are free to enjoy the music and drinks from the ground floor. The Leisurenauts are well versed in the newest music as well as old classics for all to enjoy. Also from time to time the Nexus Room organises theme nights to mark holidays, events, and occasions.

Pub Kalakar is the oldest brewery in Dromund Kaas. Located in the Old City, Kalakar rouse to popularity in 609 AE when it launched its first product, Dromund brandy. Afterwards Kalakar expanded its products, keeping its pledge of using ingredients from the signature planet of the beverage, such as berries, fruits, and grains. As our Empire reclaimed its rightful territory, more planets -  such as Korriban and Ziost -  gained their own signature beverages that captured the planet’s spirit.

The Black Sleen is a place one must visit if one wishes to see the more relaxed side of Kaas City. Located at the outskirts of Kaas City, the Black Sleen is a small but popular little pub with a friendly atmosphere. Favourite of the military personnel from the nearby base, the Black Sleen organizes weekly quizzes on Kaldays. On Feldays the Black Sleen is filled with live music from local bands guaranteeing a relaxed evening.

- Traveller’s Guide to Kaas City

Unfamiliar Scent

(starter for @yasuo-the-unforgiven)

“Hop~, skip~, jump~. Come out where ever you are, Tibbers!” Annie called out to her enchanted bear, looking behind tree trunks and, tip-toeing to peek over boulders, dropping to her knees briefly to look under bushes. Another slow day for the young heiress to the Gray Order, wandering about forests, neglecting her studies and of course, playing with her best friend, Tibbers. 

Of course, being a young twelve year old who was wandering alone in cities, let it be a busy city street, or a lonesome alleyway to vast grasslands and thick forests, many mistook her for being lost. And anyone who tried to ever harm a precious red lock on her head met a rather… heated end. Though, she admitted sometimes she did get lost, but it never bothered her– and she did prefer to call it ‘exploring’. 

With new places to explore, making new friends along the way was always a concept she welcomed, if they gave her a chance to speak before acting, that is. Incorporating games into her explorations made it all the more fun, but in this expansive forest, she didn’t expect to meet anyone.

For some odd reason, a seven foot, flaming bear was able to evade being found by his owner for this long was beyond his own limited knowledge. Very easily, she could command him to emerge from his hiding place, but that would ruin the game, of course. But with the twitch of his nose, his floppy ears swiveling slightly to the sides, Tibbers paused a moment– to wait. 

To listen.

Something– no, someone else was here, and it certainly wasn’t Annie.

The smell was unfamiliar to him- unwelcoming even. Slowly, he emerged from his hiding place that was from behind a large boulder, making his way deeper into the woodwork, slightly burning leaves and bark as he brushed passed them, opposite from where Annie generally was. The protective instinct that controlled his actions took over his playful side quickly. Annie’s safety was his utmost priority after all. Heavy paws crunched leaves and branches with every cautious step he took to find this… scent.

Something More

Selasa kemarin, saya kedatangan tamu spesial.

5 anak kelas 5 SD dari Mentari School: Rumi, Syaina, Dafa, dan dua kawannya.

Mereka bercerita bahwa mereka akan menggelar pameran tentang berbagai jenis pekerjaan di sekolahnya. Semua siswa dibagi dalam kelompok, dan setiap kelompok mendapatkan tugas untuk mewawancarai orang-orang sesuai pekerjaannya.

Kelompok mereka mendapatkan tugas untuk mewawancara Blogger dan Vlogger.

Melalui serangkaian jaringan sana sini, saya blogger yang kena tembak untuk jadi sasaran wawancara mereka. Saat pertama kali dihubungi dan mendengar mereka punya tugas untuk wawancara blogger, hal pertama yang terlintas di kepala saya, saya ngapain ya waktu kelas lima?

Rasanya kerjaan saya cuma main bola dan ga betah di kelas menunggu waktu main bola. Sekarang, anak anak ini punya PR yang buat saya keren luar biasa.

Mereka diantar oleh ibunya Rumi, dan kemudian ditinggal untuk melakukan wawancara mandiri dengan saya. Layaknya anak SD pada umumnya, mereka langsung kasak kusuk buka buku catatan berisi daftar pertanyaan yang akan diajukan untuk saya. Lalu salah satu dari mereka mulai bertanya,

Can we do it in English?

Saya cengap sebentar, lalu mengangguk, “If you guys are more comfortable with that, sure”. Saya kemudian baru sadar kalau Mentari School itu sekolah internasional.

Mereka pun memulai dengan beberapa pertanyaan dasar yang terdengar sangat template, tapi saya sangat kagum karena dilakukan oleh anak kelas lima. Pertanyaannya berputar di sekitar what is blog, why do you blog, dan how do you start, pertanyaan sederhana yang ternyata lumayan membuat saya berpikir. Saya jawab satu per satu lalu mereka sibuk mencatat dengan pensil. Canggihnya, salah satu dari mereka tidak mencatat, tapi menyodorkan iPhone nya untuk merekam. Iya, iPhone.

“So where do you blog?”

“Tumblr. You guys know it?”

“Yes, kind of instagram and twitter, right?”

“Social media, yes”

“What’s the difference? Is it better?”

Saya tersenyum sebentar, lalu membuka hape saya dan menunjukkan aplikasi Tumblr.

“This is Tumblr Dashboard. You can try post anything”

Saya lalu membiarkan mereka mencoba main Tumblr. Mereka keasikan memainkan tombol post yang memunculkan 7 icon postingan secara popout.

“You can literally post anything so easily, and have your beautiful blog without doing anything. Tumblr make everything for you”

Anak anak itu mengangguk, lalu salah satu dari mereka bertanya.

“What can I see in Tumblr?”

Saya terdiam sebentar, lalu menjawab. “Well, anything. What do you want to see?”

“Hmm lego?”

“Of course”. Saya lalu mencoba membuat postingan GIF dan mengetikkan lego. Lalu muncul ribuan GIF lego.

Saya coba scroll ke bawah, dan ketika hasilnya ada terus menerus, yang lain mulai ikutan.

“Try Spongebob!”

“How about naruto?”

“Frozen?”

Saya mengetik semuanya. And Tumblr just never let me down.

Mereka semakin asik mencoba berbagai hal di Tumblr, sampai saya harus mengembalikan mereka ke daftar pertanyaan.

“Okay guys, any other question?”

Mereka kembali melihat catatan, lalu melemparkan satu pertanyaan terakhir.

“This is the last one. What do you get from your blog? From your Tumblr?”

Saya terdiam sejenak, lalu mengingat banyak hal yang saya dapatkan selama 5 tahun ngeblog di Tumblr.

“I get a lot of things. At first, it was just me expressing myself. Post things I like, write about stuffs I’m curious about, tell stories about things around me.

Then, I got a lot of new friends. Everywhere I go, I felt like someone from Tumblr can welcome me in the city.

I am connected with people who have similar interests. Real people whom I really meet, who share their real stories.

I have people listen to my stories.

I got supports in helping others. 

I got advices, fresh ideas, and new inspiration.

I got excited to explore my creativity. 

At first, Tumblr is just a canvas, where you express yourself and tell your stories. But when you do it right, being honest with who you really are, it becomes something more”

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“It becomes a home”

Focus [Damien x Reader]

Fandom: Seduce Me the Otome
Rated: K+
Genre: General

Summary: He could hear them all loud and clear, the sound of the mix a bit jarring but not unexpected. Each step closer to the looming building had them in a crescendo until, eventually, he was inside and the thoughts blended, fused, clashed together in a near deafening cacophony.

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Fireworks, Music and Puppets in Flames: Welcome to Las Fallas

To see more of Juan Carlos’ photography, follow @jcarumu on Instagram. Discover inspiring moments from the festival in Valencia, Spain, by exploring #Fallas2016.

(This interview was conducted in Spanish.)

Giant wooden puppets, over-the-top gowns and a deafening storm of fire and gunpowder: welcome to Fallas, one of the biggest festivals in Spain, taking place this week in the Mediterranean city of Valencia. “There is smoke all over the streets from the fireworks,” Valencian student and Fallas lover Juan Carlos Ruiz (@jcarumu) says. “Thousands dance to the music of bands playing in every corner and stop at the traditional food stalls offering paella and churros con chocolate, a must during Fallas.” Local artisans spend months building the satiric ninots, puppets made of wood and papier-mâché that rise up to 98 feet (30 meters) tall. They will end up in flames during the night of La Cremà (which translates as “the burning”) to pay homage to the fire while welcoming the spring. “This is my favorite moment. It’s such a magical night,” Juan Carlos says. “The city is covered by the light of fireworks and flames.” #Fallas2016

Unconditionally (Part 3)

Genre: angst

Word Count: 3001

Jimin constantly torments you. But you love it.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

He was different. Broad shoulders accentuated in his perfectly ironed collared shirts, buttoned up to his neck. Preppy clean haircut that swept over his doe eyes, kind and innocent. Laughter that could bring light into even the darkest souls. Jin.

You had been avoiding Jimin ever since that godforsaken night in the forest. You thought if you never saw him the memories of him, the good and the bad, would fade away. But that wasn’t exactly the case. They were always present, but you made a conscious effort to push them to the back of your mind. It got easier too, when Jin came along.


“That’s some pretty light reading for the weekend,” the cashier at the book store said as he chuckled lightly, placing four thick textbooks in a bag.

“There’s never a better time to catch up on studying than when my neighbors are out getting wasted beyond belief,” you retorted lightly as you signed the receipt and handed it to him. You were a regular at the bookstore and you looked forward to the friendly conversation he always struck up with you. It felt comfortable and warm, a feeling you weren’t used to after all the guile and emotional turbulence Jimin brought.

His eyes crinkled into a smile, pearly white teeth on display between plush lips. You couldn’t deny how attractive he was and you liked the way he never judged you, never made you feel like you weren’t enough. Flashes of countless nights crying to yourself over Jimin raced through your mind and gave you the extra push to make sure he was in the past.

“What’s your name? It’s crazy how often I’ve come here and talked to you without even knowing your name,” you laughed, shooting him a thousand watt smile.

“Jin. What’s yours?” he said, his head quirking to the side while his tender smile remained a permanent feature on his face.

“Y/N,” you replied, pausing for a moment before taking back the receipt and scribbling your phone number on it before passing it back to him. Where this confidence was coming from, you had no idea, but you sensed it had to do with Jimin.

Jin’s eyes widened at your directness but the oh-so-familiar smile reappeared on his face soon enough.

“Great, I’ll see you soon Y/N.”


He had asked you out to coffee the very next day, not even bothering to hide his eagerness to see you again. His honesty and openness was refreshing and you welcomed his friendship. It had only been a few months since you met him but you were proud to call him your best friend. There were moments during your late night study sessions, ice cream runs, and weekend road trips where you would explore interesting spots around the city together, where you almost did forget about Jimin. Being with Jin was like the feeling you get when you walk under rays of warm sunshine. An inevitable happiness and joy would follow him wherever he went and you wondered how someone could have such a pure soul. You had used Jin as your rock, your light tower in the stormy sea that had become your life. He knew all about the history you had with Jimin, not exactly the dirty details, but he knew enough to know that Jimin was a bully and you had been the victim of his taunting for too long.

There were times you regretted relying on Jin so much. Times when you wished you could go back to the sweet innocence he emanated when you first met him. Times where his gaze would linger on you, his breath would hitch when you sat close to each other, his affection and kindness he showed towards you more than what friends would show. You were afraid you were leading him on, encouraging feelings from him that you weren’t sure you reciprocated. But you couldn’t risk losing him; he had saved you from spiraling into a wormhole of loneliness. If anything, falling for him would only improve your life, since he was such a positive influence. You could learn to love him like that.


“I’m headed off to work, but I’ll pick you up in a few hours and we can have a Netflix and junk food marathon?” Jin said as he walked you to your class. You didn’t deserve him.

“That sounds perfect. I can’t wait,” you smiled as you pulled him into a hug. His hugs were warm and homely. You felt safe. The smell of coffee and freshly laundered sheets filled your senses. You were so thankful for the way Jin had changed your life. You thought you saw a flash of black leather in your peripheral vision, standing perfectly still and watching your embrace with Jin. You whipped your head to the side, the feeling of being watched becoming overwhelming, but there was no one. You could have sworn it was Jimin. He was probably just haunting your memories, reentering your consciousness when you were finally happy again. Jin pulled back from the hug slowly, an almost bittersweet smile on his face, his hands resting on your shoulders, before saying goodbye and heading off.


As soon as class was dismissed, everyone flocked out of the classroom for the weekend. You carefully arranged your notes in your binder before placing it in your backpack and walking outside to meet Jin. Things had been going so well lately and you were afraid of anything jinxing it.

Your fears were confirmed as you heard soft groans of pain coming from an empty hallway. There were no students in sight and you were afraid of what you might find. A loud thump resounded from the hallway, probably the sound of a body hitting the floor, and another yelp of pain followed. You knew that voice. Dread filled your body, tying your stomach in knots as your legs raced to find his voice, barely able to keep up with your reeling thoughts. There was only one person who made you feel this on edge and scared and you were well accustomed to the feeling.

“Stay the fuck away from Y/N, got that?” you heard a menacing voice threaten.

“You don’t own her, Jimin. You can’t just throw her around like property. She deserves a man that will treat her right and cherish her,” Jin’s soft voice retorted, wavering slightly before he let out a deep groan of pain following the sound of Jimin’s fist colliding against his stomach.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. Don’t waste your time on her. You don’t know her half as well as I do,” Jimin spat at Jin, kicking him to the floor with his boot.

You turned the corner and the image that lay ahead of you made your throat go dry. Jin laid on the floor, bruises littering his face and blood running down his neck. He was curled up in pain on the floor as Jimin loomed over him dangerously. The look he gave you as he rose his head up to meet your wide eyes made your stomach lurch. A wicked smile spread over his face as he diverted his attention back to Jin.

“Jimin, stop. Jin never did anything to you,” you warned as you fell to the floor, holding Jin in your arms, the feeling of warm blood seeping into your blouse. Jimin’s lips curled up in disgust at the sight of Jin in your arms. He squatted so he was eye-level with you and Jin, leaning forward intimidatingly.

“You know Y/N is just a slut right? Don’t let her prissy exterior fool you. She was always so desperate for my cock, god knows who else she’s fucked,” Jimin said in a low voice, dripping with venom.

Jin’s head snapped up, his doe eyes meeting yours in shock. Your eyes were wide in alarm and hurt and your heart was beating a mile a minute. The look in Jin’s eyes destroyed you, made you feel like absolute shit. They were full of betrayal, hurt, and worst of all, a shred of hope that Jimin’s words may not be true. He still had so much faith in you and it stabbed you like a knife.

“Y/N, what is he saying? Did you…” Jin trailed off, his eyes never leaving yours. You bit your lip, eyes whipping over to Jimin, who looked smug and satisfied with the destruction in front of him.

“Jin, I’m sorry. I wasn’t honest with you. But that was all in the past, before you came into my life. You saved me from myself Jin,” you choked out, eyes brimming with tears at the fear of losing your only friend. You grasped his hands in yours, holding tightly and bringing his hand to your face to cradle it. You leaned into his touch, your teary gaze meeting his. He was deflated, dejected, ruined. He was never like this before. You did this to him. You were the reason for his pain. You were leaving a scar just like the scar Jimin had left on you.

Jin remained that way for a moment, but his love for you won over. He was full of love and it pained you that he would never give up on you. A sad smile washed over his face as he rubbed his thumb in comforting circles over your cheek, an unspoken symbol of forgiveness. A single tear rolled down your face when a sharp exhale sounded next to you. You had forgotten Jimin was still here. The anger you had suppressed for so long bubbled to the top as you saw him walking away, muttering a low string of curses. He wasn’t getting away with this.

“Jin, I’ll be right back. I need to settle things with Jimin once and for all. Then I promise to be completely honest with you,” you assured Jin, squeezing his hand before running to follow Jimin. He was already outside the building and you struggled to keep up with his pace.

“Hey! Where do you think you’re running off to? We’re not done here,” you yelled after him, halting his movements as he stiffly turned around to look at you. You push him backwards, fists meeting his solid chest. He stumbles backwards at your sudden advance but soon captures your wrists in his hands, holding them down between the two of you.

“How could you let another man touch you? You’re fucking mine,” he growled pulling you flush against his chest. The heat from his body radiated against yours, sending memories flashing back in your mind.

“Jimin, this needs to end. Too many people are getting hurt. We have to end this cycle,” you sighed, too emotionally spent to put up a fight. You were sick of the constant fighting.

“We can’t seem to stay away from each other, though. What do you think about that, hm?” he whispered, leaning in to the crook of your neck. The smell of leather and cologne pervaded and you hated that you missed it. Your eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment, savoring the feeling of Jimin holding you, before remembering how he had hurt Jin.

“Look, I’m happy with Jin. Okay? I’m finally happy. And I deserve to be happy,” you said, pulling away from his touch to look him in the eye.

Jimin’s eyes narrowed darkly, scrutinizing your statement.

“You don’t mean that,” he urged lowly, an inkling of doubt in his voice from the fear that he might have really lost you this time.

“Yes. I do. It’s time to say goodbye, Jimin,” you forced the words out of your mouth, refusing to let him win. He took a long look at you, drinking in your image, before pulling you into a forceful kiss. His tongue urgently swiped against you lips, greedily exploring every inch of your mouth. Your heart rate sped up and you gasped into his mouth, his touch setting you on fire. You melted into his rough, passionate kiss, relishing the taste of his lips, which hadn’t touched yours in months. He moaned lowly into the kiss, grabbing the back of your neck with one hand and running his hands down your sides to grab your hips. His touch was so needy, as if he was trying to memorize every inch of your body. His kiss slowed, becoming softer and deliberate. His lips finally left yours, leaving you both panting against each other, foreheads meeting. Just as quickly as the moment began he was pushing you off him, giving you a last look, lips pursed and eyes blank, before leaving you standing alone. He was leaving you. This is what you wanted, right? Then why did you feel a sense of loss?

You only allowed yourself a moment to recover from the shock, brushing your fingers against your lips, where Jimin’s had been just moments ago. You raced back to where Jin was nursing his wounds, smoothing down his ruffled hair and crumpled khakis. His head shot up eagerly at the sound of your footsteps, like a puppy.

“Jin, I am so sorry. He’s finally gone. He wont hurt us anymore,” you half-sobbed, grabbing Jin in for a hug. You recited apologies to him countlessly as you drove him to your apartment to clean up his cuts and bruises. The feeling of guilt only intensified when Jin returned your apologies with soft, sorrowful smiles, repeatedly affirming that you had nothing to explain to him, you owed him nothing.

When you got to your apartment you pulled out your bandages and ointment and sat Jimin on the edge of your bed so you were eye-level with him. He hesitated slightly when you told him to sit on your bed but walked over anyways, welcoming any relief for the throbbing pain that washed over his body. Smoothing his hair back so his forehead was exposed you leaned in to wipe away the dried blood. He winced at the feeling but resigned himself to it, his eyes staring intently at yours. You had never been this close to him, in a silent room, able to see all the tiny details of his face. His lips were inches away from yours and you could almost feel how soft and plush they were. His warm breath fanned across your face as you quietly wiped his face clean, applying a bandage over the cut on his forehead. You barely noticed how Jin’s hands had come to rest loosely over your hips, squeezing tighter whenever you touched his cuts. When you finished you gazed at him, feeling a sense of sadness knowing you had done this to him.

Your eyes fell on his lips and you started leaning closer to him. You knew you shouldn’t being doing this. You would be just as bad as Jimin. But in that moment with Jin staring at you, his love for you blatantly written across his face, you would do anything to make him feel better.

His breath hitched, his grip on your hips tightening as his eyes widened when he realized what you were doing.

“Y/N, what are you doing,” he began, trailing off when you quieted him by pressing a finger to his lips. You looked at him, your eyes begging for forgiveness, as you placed your hands on his shoulders, running your hands across the broad length before bringing them to rest on his neck. He sat rigidly as you inched closer to him, the silence in the room deafening. As your lips ghosted over his, his eyes closed shut as he breathed heavily in anticipation.

Then, your lips were on his. 

Kissing Jin was sweet, gentle, and warm, just like him. After a few seconds he began kissing you back, allowing your tongue entrance into his mouth. As your tongues melded together he let out a soft moan into your mouth, bringing you closer to him by your hips. Your grip on his neck tightened as you deepened the kiss, searching for the fiery passion you felt with Jimin. But you never found it. Jin was comfortable, he was your security, but he didn’t offer you the mind-reeling desire that you craved. You kissed him more urgently, desperately trying to convince yourself that Jin was all you needed. Jin faltered backwards as you leaned your body into his, his hand coming back on the bed to support himself as you attached your body to his. Gasping for air, his pupils blown, and cheeks flushed, Jin pulled you away from him, cradling your face.

“Whoa, whoa Y/N, let’s slow down. I need a moment to recover from that,” Jin exhaled, letting out a breathy chuckle.

“Thank you,” you whispered, earnestly staring up at him, hoping he would understand the multitudes of meaning behind your words. He gazed at you for a while, a look of acceptance washing over his face.

Wordlessly he pulled you onto the bed, cradling you gently so he was spooning you. You lay there like that, feeling safe in his arms, as sleep fell over him. You on the other hand, were wide-awake, thoughts racing through your brain. There was only one man on your mind, a man that would never leave your heart, a man that had marked you as his. And it wasn’t Jin.