I’ll do a commemorative picture later but AT LAST I HAVE FINISHED MY LOONY FILE , but you know what that means? Now I can make a normal file to laze about support-collecting!
Since I’ve never had MMorgan, I need an FMU, but to make me bother getting her supports I have to do something to make her interesting for me.
So, meet Pancake. She’s blind.
She has also proceeded to help Sully at least four times on thirty percent-ish or less Dual Supports, so I’m pretty sure she’s got some kind of hero crush on her. (Almost left Donny with nothing to level on, and we can’t have that)
Errors, errors everywhere. Please excuse spelling errors or anything. I will fix them later. Sorry it took so long for me to put this next part, but here you go!
Sulli, Jennifer and Lee Hi were over your house once again. You all decided to have a girl’s day. These kinds of things are always held at your house. It’s a regular thing, so you weren’t surprised.
“Sulli help with the pancakes!” You called out, running to the fridge to grab the orange juice. Sulli, who was sitting on the couch in the living room, pranced in the kitchen. She stood in front of the stove, flipping the blueberry pancakes you were previously working on. While the both of you got breakfast ready, Lee Hi and Jennifer were cleaning the place.
It was a regular routine you all put in place. You walked to the small circular table that you called the dinning area. You set the four tall glasses down, filling them all half-way with orange juice. You placed the gallon of juice back in the fridge, grabbing 2 of the four plates you had seat out. They all already had scrambled eggs you finished earlier on them. You took the two plates and set them on the dining table. You grabbed the other two and did the same. After Sulli finished the pancakes, you ordered her to start of the bacon. You grabbed the bigger plate that had all the finished pancakes and started placing them on the four assorted plates.
As Sulli worked on the bacon, you began to clean the dishes that were taking space in the. As you scrubbed the pans, there was a strong knock at your door. You looked up from the soapy pans before you, to meet Sulli’s curious gaze.
“Were you expecting someone?” She asked, her brows scrunching up.
You shook your head, also confused. You rinsed your hands off, finding some tissues to dry your hands. You were about to leave the kitchen when Lee Hi and Jennifer walked in with their eyes wide.
“What’s wrong? Who is at the door?” You question them. Even though you wiped your hands off they were still damp.
“Jongdae’s parents…’ Jennifer whispered, shock and fear coloring her hazel brown eyes.
You took a step back, trying to collect your thoughts.
“Jongdae’s parents? As in the King and Queen?” You whispered, your face scrunching up with anxiety. The room was suddenly growing hot, and every mess seemed greater than before.
“Are they in the living room?” You questioned, watching as Sulli shut off the stove that was once cooking the bacon. Jennifer nodded, pointing her thumb over her shoulder.
“We cleaned the living room, don’t worry. I don‘t think you should keep them waiting.” She said, giving you a soft pat on the shoulder. You took slow steps, your feet making sounds against the tile floor of the kitchen. The pajama shorts and T-shirt you were wearing made goosebumps rise on your skin. Your hair was a tangle mess, which you pulled into a ponytail. You were able to wash your face and brush your teeth, but you don’t think you smell the best either. Before leaving the kitchen you looked over your shoulder at your friends.
Unlike you, who was trying to keep calm, the panic was clear on their face.
“Go in my room, get my phone and call Jongdae.” You hissed before walking forward, out the kitchen, past the dining room and into the living room. As you caught sight of them, your heart pumped up into your throat, making it hard for you to even swallow your own saliva. They both sat there on your tan couch, watching the news or your flats screen TV.
They weren’t dressed like you expected. They were dressed like normal people. You weren’t sure why you were expecting some type of royal garment on them. Jongdae’s mother wore a simple peach blouse and some black pants with some wonderful peach heels. She sat very delicately, her legs crossed at the ankles and hands sitting in her lap. Her husband, Jongdae’s father, sat with a white button up and some black slacks that look like they belong with a suit. Along with that he wore some black dress shoes. He sat focused on the news, mumbling something to his wife.
She would nod his way, smiling slightly. They looked like normal people, yet they had a sort of aura around them, that you couldn’t ignore. You also didn’t forget the two bulky bodyguards that stood at stood on either side of the couch. There were two more standing at your front door.
You stood there frozen, not sure what to do with yourself. It was one of the guards that noticed you. As he informed the two you were present, you looked at the other guards. You were hoping to see a familiar face. Neither Jacob or Jihoon were present.
“Y/N?” A husky voice said, snapping your attention away from the bodyguards. Both of Jongdae’s parents were standing, looking towards you with unreadable expressions. You panicked, your heart beating loud in your ears. You gave them both a 90 degree bow, holding it as you spoke.
“Your Majesty, Your Highness. Thank you for visiting my house. It is an honor. Please excuse my appearance, I was not expecting you.” You said before standing straight.
The both of them didn’t speak, staring at you.
“Would you like something to drink?” You asked, taking small steps towards the kitchen. Anything to leave the tense atmosphere of your living room.
The queen put one hand up, telling you to stop.
“It’s alright. We just wanted to speak to you.” The Queen said, looking towards the love seat across from them. You walked over to the seat, waiting for them to sit again before you did.
Looking at the two of them, you were reminded that the Queen is Jongdae’s step mother. The resemblance between Jongdae was very clear. You couldn’t find him in the Queen. The Queen looked towards her husband, waiting for him to speak.
“Y/N, we were supposed to meet you last week. I am sorry we had to leave so suddenly.” The King said, finally showing you a small smile.
“It’s okay, I’m sure you left for a good reason. Jongdae explained to me.” You spoke softly. You could totally hear the fear in your voice.
“We just returned, and decided to swing by. I’m sorry to catch you by surprise like this. Jongdae doesn’t even know we were returning today.”
“Oh really? I’m sure he’ll be happy you both are back.”
“Well, Jongdae told us you’re a chef.” The Queen questioned. Unlike the King, her face expression was still unreadable. Her eyes were heavy, and you could feel the weight of her gaze.
“Yes, I have been cooking my whole life. I went to college and majored in Culinary Arts. I am currently an assistant chef at a restaurant. I hope to open my own restaurant one day.” You asked simply.
“How long have you lived in Korea? Your Korean is wonderful.” The Queen barely gave you time to breathe before she threw another question your way.
“I’ve lived in Korea since I was 9, so about 12 years.” You answered kindly, “My family moved here for my father’s job.”
“Tell me about your parents.” The Queen was not giving you any slack.
“My mother is an English Professor at a college.”
“And your father?”
“My father passed away some time ago.” An awkward smile met your lips. For a short moment, you saw a look of pity in the eyes of both the King and Queen.
“What were your intentions when you decided to come to the marriage meeting? Most women with regular jobs like yours don’t have have courage to do such a thing. Most of the women meeting with Jongdae were Princesses or daughters of government officials.” It was the King to ask this time. It seemed the more you spoke, his tense attitude was subsiding. You couldn’t say the same for the Queen.
You chuckled, “I am surprised Prince Jongdae didn’t tell you. I was actually at the palace for a job interview. I was hoping to work in the kitchen. I ended up in the marriage meeting due to a misunderstanding.”
The King chuckled, but the Queen was not amused.
“So you were not there for Jongdae in the first place?” She exclaimed, almost scaring you.
“N-no I was not. I explained to him that it was a misunderstanding, but he still wanted to speak to me.” You explained.
When she didn’t say anything back, you cleared your throat awkwardly. You looked down at your feet, hoping this uncomfortable period of quiet would pass.
“We already had a fiance for Jongdae,” The Queen said making you look up at her.
“Really?” You tried to hide you bewilderment. Jongdae never mentioned that.
“Yes. Jongdae never seemed like that type to stick with one girl.” The Queen said.
“Oh really?” You replied.
“Yes, we were worried that he would never settled down, so we found a fiance for him but, he begged us to let him find a bride himself. It seems he has settled on you.” The way said settled made it seem like last resort.
“The fiance we had picked out for him was one that met the standards of a prince. She is the daughter of a government official, traveled abroad and knew 4 languages. She studied in Economics and Business. Her father is an old friend of the King and she was Jongdae’s childhood friend. She had all the qualifications to marry Jongdae. We were shocked when he rejected her.” The Queen paused, her eyes looking you up and down.
“I was curious what Jongdae’s taste was.” She muttered. The King shot her a warning glance, causing her to stop speaking.
You mustered some courage, and decided to speak your mind.
“Does Jongdae like her?” You questioned softly.
“Excuse me?” The King asked, a bit confused.
“I’m sorry, I just wanted to know if Jongdae likes the fiance that was picked out for him. I understand she has all the qualities to marry the Prince of South Korea, but does she suit Jongdae? The way I see it, Jongdae is Jongdae before he is the prince. So if you focus on the prince aspect more than what Jongdae wants, he won’t be happy in the end.”
After you were done speaking, not only the Queen, but all the guards were staring at you with wide eyes.
Oh god, I just told the King and Queen about their own son! What an idiot I am.
You opened your lips, ready to apologize when you noticed the King’s facial expression. A smile pulling at the corner of his lips, a laugh sitting at the edge of his tongue.
“Wow,” He sighed putting his hands on his knees, “I think you are completely right.”
The Queen looked over at her husband, just as astonished as you were.
“I see why Jongdae likes you.” He stated, “You see Jongdae before you see ‘The Prince’.”
“But darling, what qualities does she have to be the Princess?” The Queen whispered.
“Jongdae likes her. That’s the only thing that matters,” The King said to his wife before turning back to you. The Queen didn’t speak much after that. The rest of the conversation was carried by you and the King. He even asked about Sulli, Jennifer and Lee Hi. The three of them filed into the living room, introducing themselves. They soon joined the conversation, which was full of laughs and chuckles.
Now that you had met the King, you saw a lot of him in Jongdae. Their personalities are very similar.
You were all talking when there was a knock at the door. You stood up to answer it, but one of the guards did that before you could. The moment the door opened, Jongdae walked in, looking around as if he was expecting some sort of fire. He wore a sharp dark blue suit, white undershirt, black dress shoes and his hair was gelled back. Everyone sat there blinking at him.
“I forgot that I called him…” Lee Hi muttered shyly. Jongdae looked over at his parents, and back to you.
“Is everything okay?” He asked, walking over to you. You nodded, smiling at him. You guess he was expecting to find you in tears or something. His arm wrapped around your waist, completely ignoring his parents.
“Jongdae,” You hissed trying to step away from you. His grip on tighten as he smiled. He didn’t even acknowledge the presence of his father and step-mother.
“You didn’t need to come, everything is okay. I’m sure you were busy.” You said, placing a hand on his chest.
“I only had one meeting today, it didn’t take long.” He informed you. He looked over at his parents before he spoke again.
“I had to make sure they weren’t harassing you.” He stated, a hint of playfulness in his voice.
Before you could protest, the King laughed.
“Jongdae, you know I would never do such a thing.” The King chimed, laughing some more.
“Well, it wasn’t you I was worried about.” Jongdae murmured, his eyes drifting to the Queen.
“Everything is alright.” You assured him, “I was just having a lovely chat with your parents. They came to get to know me.” Jongdae’s grip on your waist tighten and he pulled you against him.
“Jongdae!’ You hissed, “Your parents are right there!”
“Aww come on! I’ve missed you.” He cooed, leaning close to kiss you. You threw your head back, pushing him away with a bit of force. His arm dropped from your waist. You stared at him as a pout met his lips.
“Aww Y/N, don’t be like that.” He spoke in an exaggerated sad voice, wiping fake tears.
“It was a pleasure to meet you Y/N. It’s nice to finally meet the woman who has been keeping my son out of trouble.” The King said standing from his seat, smiling kindly.
You smiled back, bowing to both him and the Queen. The Queen’s face wasn’t that welcoming, but you still smiled at her. You walked them to the door, still talking with the King about certain things.
“I hope to see you again.” The King said, before turning to his wife, who had nothing to say. One of the bodyguards opened the door for them to leave. Before stepping out, the King turned around to look at Jongdae who sat in the love seat.
“Son, we’ll talk more when you get home.” Jongdae only nodded in response to his father. The King showed you one more smile before walking out the door. The Queen didn’t even glance at you as she walked out the door. All the bodyguards filed out, closing the door behind them.
The moment the door was closed, everyone let out a breath of relief.
“Wow, that went better than I thought.” Jennifer voiced, walking back into the dining room. You looked over at Jongdae, who had his eyes on you. When your eyes met, you both smiled forgetting about the other two people in the room.
“We made breakfast, it’s probably cold, but there’s enough if you want some.” You told him, walking over to him. He stood up from his seat, grabbing your arms and bringing you closer to him. He pecked you on the lips quickly, making your face heat up with embarrassment.
“Oh, just act like we’re not here!” Sulli said waving her arms in the air.
“Okay!” Jongdae almost sang, letting go of your arms. This time he wrapped one arm around your shoulders, and the other on your waist.
“I’m sorry about my parents showing up without a warning.” He whispered in your ear.
You shook your head, “I was worried at first, but they weren’t mean to me.”
“Not even the Queen?” He asked, pulling back slightly to look at you.
“She was a bit fierce,” You admitted, “But she wants the best for you, I can tell.”
Jongdae scoffed at your comment, “Yeah right. She is only concerned about herself and the image of the royal family.”
“She’s just a little high-strong, that’s all.” You reasoned.
“Hey lovebirds!” Lee Hi shouted from the dining room, “Are you going to come eat? We set a plate for his royal highness too.” She giggled before disappearing into the dining room. Jongdae removed his arms from around you. You headed into the living room, and he followed you. There were a few questions you wanted to ask him, you were planning to hold them till later.
Of course your nosy friends would never let that happen.
“So we heard you already had a fiance.” Lee Hi said casually. You choked on your scrambled eggs, rushing to grab your glass of juice.
“Lee Hi!” You snarled. She looked at you with a helpless expression, shrugging her shoulders.
“What? You were thinking that same thing!” You argued.
You looked at Jongdae. He sat beside you, moving his scrambled eggs around. You were hoping he wouldn’t say anything, but he quickly spoke.
“I knew my step-mother would bring that up. She probably meant Hyo-Jin, a childhood of mine. My step-mom was always trying to set me up with her. It felt like everyone was pushing me into a corner, so I told them I would meet someone my own way.” He explained, glancing your way.
He looked from you face to the plate in front of you. He reached forward and grabbed one of your bacon strips.
“Hey!” You shouted, your mouth full of pancake.
He laughed at you, shoving the bacon in his mouth. Your eyes narrowed at him, “Your bodyguards aren’t here to save you!”
“They are sitting in the car in the parking lot, I’ll be fine.” He showed you a smug smiled, before winking at you. You stuck your tongue out at him, before picking up your fork once again.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” Jongdae set his fork down, having it clink against the glass plate. He reached inside his coat and pulled out 4 golden envelopes. He hand one to each other girls, before giving you one.
“What is it?” You asked as all four of you opened your envelopes. Of course the other girls read it out loud before you could get yours open.
“You have been formally invited to Prince Kim Jongdae’s birthday Masquerade Ball!” Sulli read before screaming, causing you to wince.
“Thank you Jongdae! Thank you for inviting all of us!” Jennifer said, cheesing widely.
“Jongdae, this is really kind of you, but-” He cut you off before you could finish.
“Everything will be taken care of. I’ll buy your dresses and everything. You all just need to show up and look beautiful.”
“You don’t need to do that! We’ll buy our own dresses!” You protest.
“Too bad, I won’t let you.” He shot back, tapping your nose lightly with his index finger.
He saw your skeptically face expression, and reached forward, pinching your cheeks.
“Trust me, you’ll have fun.” He said smiling at you.
“So what now for the great lady adventurer?” Sully slipped a few of the gold coins into his bag while Effie pretended not to notice.
“Well, I need to get all the information back to the museum, and then the director said I could work with them once they’ve recovered everything; I can help with creating the information boards and panels for when it’s eventually displayed in the museum itself. And they’ll write a journal article about it too so I’ll do some interviews for that. We’ll have our names attached to it forever - Dormer and Jones! What do you think?”
He grinned at her. “Sounds good to me.”
She scuffed the worn toe of her boot against the ground, suddenly interested in the scarred grooves in the stone. “What are you going to do, Sully? Where will you go?”
Description: Going over to Elena and Nate’s for Thanksgiving, you are told that Nate’s brother is here this year. Having just gotten out of jail, this is his first real Thanksgiving in 15 years. You decide to introduce yourself to Sam Drake.
(This is just a little fluff fic for the holiday. 😊🦃)
It wasn’t that you weren’t
expecting new people over for Thanksgiving dinner. Elena always invited anyone
who was going to be alone for the holiday season. Last Christmas alone, she
ended up with thirty people and had to set up another table to eat at, awkwardly
shoved in the living room. Nate had grumbled the entire time about Elena
adopting “holiday orphans”.
Since your family lived far away
and you could never afford to head back home for the holidays, you had been
coming to Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner for a few years now. Yet Elena had
never announced to you about any special guests coming for the holidays and
your interest is peaked.
Your eyes trailed up and down the man in suspenders standing before you. He wore a big smile on his face and the friendly vibe he gave off was comforting. He didn’t look like danger. In fact he looked funny and he smelt like chocolate. Regardless of him smelling like candy you still had your doubts.
With your arms crossed your toy turtle popped up under your chin. Your lips turned up at the side as you cocked your head determining if this man was good or not. Sully never made a threatening move at you, he just patiently stood a good distance waiting for you.
“Mhmm, you do seem nice,” your eyes lowered, “But, I do have my doubts, Sully,” You admitted beginning to circle him.
Sully’s smile faltered but none the less he kept a positive tone, “That’s understandable, (Y/N). Your father had his doubts when I first came to him years ago.”
“That’s the thing,” you stopped when you got back facing him, “Daddy doesn’t have friends.”
Damn! I’m on a roll this week! Finally something I can do on these lazy and boring holiday days. I have to say that I’m having a lot of fun writing this. Back when I was in the US, I did three semesters of Creative Writing which I loved. I’m missing it. Also in that class was a girl my age who wrote fanfiction. Guess I can thank her for that interest :-)
Anyway, enough talking. Let’s get going! (I will also post this on FF, but later this week. Tumblr Samuel Drake trash peeps first.)
(last but not least, this is one of my first gifs I made in a long time :-)
I mean, obviously it has to be "you know what you're going to like about me..."
Sorry this took forever to get to!!
“You know what you’re going to like about me? Everything”
Sam Drake X Reader (SFW)
You and Sully go way back, he saved you from some horrible men when you were very young, for you to return the favour a few years later when you were much older, him not recognising it was you straight away. You both helped each other pickpocket people and con them out of information for certain treasures and money. But over the years as you got older, your contact with him started to dwindle. You would still chitchat every now and again but not as much, you missed it, he was like a dad to you. One day, as you sat in your room window reading a book when your phone buzzed. You look down to see Sully’s name, texting you to help with a job, if you’re available. You gasp in excitement and instead of texting you phoned him.
“Hey Sully! Long time no…talk?” You chuckle.
“Hey kid! How you been?” Sully says happily.
“I’m great! Yourself?” you placed your book down and got comfy on your bed, happy to hear his voice again.
“Not bad, just in a little bit of a jam…” He sighs.
“What’s up?” you say, your tone dropping slightly. “Everything okay?”
“Yea it just, we need your expertise with some ancient artefact.” He voice perking back up to his usual tone.
“We?” you ask
“Ah, yea I’m with a new partner for this one, you’ll meet him soon…” you can tell he turned away “…if you’re up for it that is?”
“Hell yea! Where about are you? And I’ll come on over!” You say jumping up from your bed to go onto your computer.
“That’s great kid, thanks!” Sully sounds excited and he proceeds to tell you where they are.
You arrive at your location. Greece. It maybe near the end of summer but the sun was still hot. Back home you were starting to wear jumpers and long sweatpants, but for here you were practically stripping of your clothes it was so hot.
“Hey kid!” you hear Sully’s voice behind you, making you turn and grin.
“Sully! Hi!” you drop your bag and practically jump into Sully’s arms for a hug.
“Oh its great to see you again.” He pulls back, patting your back.
“You too.” You smile, you quickly glance over his shoulder and look at another man, smiling softly at you as he lights a cigarette. “…you are?” you asked politely.
“Oh, yea. (Y/N) this is Sam, Nathans brother.” Sully steps aside waving a hand round to the taller man. Puffing out his top lip a bit before smiling and giving you a shy wave “Hi.” He says. You smile sweetly to him and your eyes quickly study him ‘He’s cute’ Turning back to Sully, you go.
“Nathan has a brother?” tilting your head and raising an eyebrow to Sam “How rude of him not to tell me.” Sam chuckling shyly, while looking away. Head hanging down; then his eyes glance up and look at you, head still hanging down, smiling.
“Okay kid…” Sully chuckles “We need to be professional right now.”
“Right I’m sorry.” You shake your head and turn back to Sully.
“Lets get back to the hotel, I’ll show you the artefact there.” Sully says while turning. Sam standing to the side letting him passed glancing over to you and giving a wink.
You eye Sam up and down as he walks of, tilting your head a little as you study him from behind, puckering your lips ‘I hope that’s not the only artefact I get to examine’ you think, shaking your head quickly, shocking yourself. You quickly jog after the 2 men.
After a few hours, you finally decipher the artefact; finding out it is indeed real and that it is indeed from ancient Greek times. Sam and Sully overjoyed they bring out the scotch to make a toast to another successful find. But you kindly declined and left to turn in for the night. Well that’s what they thought. With all the traveling you just wanted to have a quiet night watching the world go back from your balcony. Your room was next door to one of the men. You could still see light illuminating from the room. You have no idea who managed to nab that room, but you don’t let it bother you too much.
The night was cool. Cool enough for you to be in just sweatpants shorts and a tank top, your hair sweeped to one side over your shoulder, you smile to yourself at how calm and quiet the night is.
“Beautiful isn’t it?”
You dart your head to the left seeing Sam, smiling at you. You laugh.
“Ah…so you’re the lucky winner of that room?” Glancing over to him.
Sam chuckles, walks over to the edge of his balcony and climbing over. “You didn’t answer my question.” He winks.
“Hm? Oh the view?” You glance between the view and Sam “Yea, its gorgeous.”
“Yea I guess the view is pretty nice too.” He looks out over the balcony.
You drop your shoulders and sigh.
“Okay how long have you been wanting to use that line?” You chuckle.
His stifles a laugh and looks towards you. “I’m sure it worked, you’re just not admitting it.”
“You know…I’ve only known you for a day and I still can’t put my finger on what you’re all about…” folding your arms, eyes running up and down him. “I don’t even know if I’ll fully like being around you” you smirk, raising one eyebrow.
He chuckles and smirks a little.
Landing hard on the bed in wet kisses, both of your breathing was heavy and full of want. Your hands gripping into his hair and his grip tighten on your waist. He pulls back slightly, eyes locked onto yours.
“You know what you’re going to like about me…?” he says smirking.
“And what’s that?” you say. He leans closer, eyes dark of lust, making you pull back into the bed slightly, eyes widen.
“…Everything” he smirks rather devilishly.
Your breath hitches when his lips crash onto yours. Falling instantly for him, then and there.
victoria: a soft snickerdoodle cookie, you can feel the heat of it radiating through the wax paper. the taste reminds you of home
amber: a brownie! you get the one in the middle of the baking pan but when you eat it, the top is still crunchy and the brownie doesnt taste like hersheys but like genuine chocolate
luna: sweet crepe that melts in your mouth and satisfies your sweet tooth. the strawberries on it are fresh! one of the rare foods that make you smile as you take each bite, and you wanna go for seconds
sulli: the last decorated fruit cake that you admire but dont have enough pocket money to buy. you watch with regret as someone else buys it….the cake is given to them in a plastic to-go container with a silver bow on top
krystal: warm bread with filling inside(filling is not too bland or too sweet. its perfect) that you buy from your favorite bakery store as you walk home from a long day
It may be a bit of a nuisance, but I strongly recommend reading the translation while following along with the manga at the same time! You’re going to be pretty lost otherwise. Pages will be indicated for easy reading.
Warning: If you are expecting a happy ending, please turn back now.
This work contains:
R-18 (non-explicit, for one page only)
Major character death (off-screen)
The original author, translator, and proofreaders are not responsible for any heartbreaks, heart attacks, or intense screaming that may occur during the reading of this manga. If you are at high-risk for these symptoms, please consult your doctor before beginning the reading of this material.