People breathed in the chilling air as you grew closer. As they heard the clanging and ricketing of your carriage, Fear filled their lungs as the small ice crystals that followed you everywhere also stabbed in their breaths. Your entire family had a… cold hearted reputation.
After you stepped from the carriage, the clacking of your boots on the stone caused people to scurry off like rats. You walked to a bar and walked in, the room falling quiet.
You watched them whisper through your snow covered eyelashes. You softly smiled, “Good evening everyone, are we all well?”
A few people responded, you grinned as you walked to the bar and sat at one of the stools, “May I please have a warmed ale with tad lemon?” You asked the bartender politely.
“Of course, Lady Eismantel. Of course.”
You pulled a few coins from your pocket, “Thank you so much.” You sat them and scooted them to exchange for the warm drink. “It’s a rather chilly night, even for my taste.”
The bartender lightly laughed, “It must be freezing then.”
You nodded as you drank the ale, “Do you know how much longer I have til the edge of the fold? I am supposed to be there this time tomorrow.”
“I’d say about five hours in horse back. That’s the only way we travel, miss.”
You nodded, “I see. Well, I am traveling by carriage so I will say about seven, accounting for potential problems.”
You finished the ale, sitting the mug down. “That was lovely. I will be leaving now.” You stood, white cloak falling behind you.
As you left the bar, you began thinking about how you’d been invited to observe a new form of Fold travel. As a Lady of the Eismantel family, you were extremely interested in it as your family grew to respect and prestige by trading and trading over the Fold was an important thing to watch and hopefully adopt. You also were heavily interested in a special someone who was also going to be there: General Kirigan.
You watch from your carriage as the land goes by, a comfortable small smile falling on to your face as you thought about him. Most soon to be wives thought of their soon to be husbands like this or as you were told.
Of course, you’ll only be married if this is any form of success but you were so adamant in your belief that it would that you had already started making the traditional schal der liebe that women in your family had made for their lovers for centuries.
It was a long scarf of delicate material and protective symbols were hand embroidered with threads that had the wife’s hair woven in. It was said to protect the wearer from disease and misery. You knew that he’d love it as you had discussed it with him from when your betrothal had been announced three years ago.
You were rather irritated at first like any normal person would be but in those years, he’d grown to be very special to you. You smiled widely as you pulled the navy blue thread through the shimmering grey fabric, thinking of him wearing it.
By the time you had arrived at the camp where he was going to be, your hands had been pricked by the needle and your fingers were sore from all the layers of embroidery you’d done. You swore to make it the most luxurious one in your family history. You gently put it into a lockable box in your carriage before waiting for the door to open.
As you stepped out, you looked around the camp, noticing people staring at you. You carefully took off your heavy carriage cloak as to not drag it through the mud that covered the ground. Then you heard it, his voice.
“It’s wonderful to see you.” It floated in the air. You turned to face him. Eyes immediately locking.
“It’s wonderful to see you as well.” he raised his arm for you to loop yours into. You smiled as you did so.
“Was your trip safe? Any trouble?”
“No, it was rather comfortable and easy. I enjoyed it. It’s nice to see the country side ever so often, good for the soul.”
He looked at you, “I am sure you’ll want to settle in and maybe change, then I will walk you through a tour of the camp and show you what you’ve undoubtedly came to see.”
A soft smile remained on your face, “Well I already saw what I personally came for but I do have other business. Is it really going to increase the safety of fold travel?”
“That’s the goal. We’ve designed it by send other single ships in and pulling them back out, looking at what seems to withstand the storms and encounters within the fold.”
You and him talked back and forth about it until he brought you to a tent set up to the left of his.
“This is where you’ll be staying, I will ask that your things be brought to you.”
“Thank you,” you said, releasing yourself from his arm and walking to the folded open door, “I will be seeing you.” You swished your hand, making a few snowflakes appear from your finger tips and float around him. He smiled at you before turning and walking away.
Kirigan walked as the snowflakes slowly melted behind him. His smile dropped as to not cause suspicion as he walked to study the map of the other side and discuss the best place to enter the fold.
He needed this to work for so many reasons. One of the ones high on the list being you.
He loved you so much and to think that this was one of the things that stood away in forever made him angry and he needed to make it to where there we be no chance of losing you.
Prompts : 5 + 8 “There Is No Us, There Never Was” & “Shut Up” (Prompts In Bold)
Warnings : Other Than My Terrible Writing, Swearing , Attempt At Angst, Mentions of Cheating, Massimo Being A Dick
A/n : This Is A Request From @shusrealm , I’m Still Trying To Learn And Tap Into Massimos Character Which Is Why It Has Taken Me A Minute To Start Posting But I Hope You Like It . 💜
A/n 2: Translations Are From Google So Sorry For Anything That Is Incorrect And Little Flashbacks Are In Bold
Lyrics In The Story Are From The Song Time : From The Show Star
genre: fluff, angst + idol! au, friends to lovers! au
parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7
listen to this playlist while reading!
best of friends. that’s what you and jungkook were. as their stylist for several years now, you and jungkook got along like no other and over time developed a friendship that was special to the two of you. but what happens when an IU collaboration deal, a jealous childhood-best friend and secret feelings get intertwined with the simple life you thought you were living?
“So, what has you waiting?”
Jungkook turned around to face you as you stood by his studio door, your back leaning against the frame as you nodded your head towards the card in his right hand and his phone in the other.
“You’ve been staring at that for quite a while you know?”
Lowering his head, Jungkook let out a soft chuckle before setting both the card and his phone on the desk in front of him.
“I don’t know, I—I feel scared for some reason. Anxious. Nervous.” Jungkook replied, a tight smile on his face as he shook his head, “I’m just afraid I’m going to end up disappointing her.”
Raising your brow, you gave him an incredulous look, “Since when did the Jungkook I know back away from a challenge?”
Taking a seat next to him, you continued, “I know you’re scared Jungkook, but haven’t you been dreaming of this day, for the opportunity to sing with IU? And of all the people she could’ve asked, she asked you. That has to mean something, right?”
“I guess you’re right.”
“Hey, I’m always right,” you joked as you sat back in your chair, giving him a wink as he let out a laugh, crinkles appearing around the corner of his eyes as he beamed at you.
A couple of seconds passed, before you whispered again, “So, you’ll do it?”
Rolling his lips between his teeth, you could see it in the way his eyes wandered slowly to the card on his desk as he contemplated the decision yet once again. Leaning forward, you took the card yourself before grabbing Jungkook’s hand. Placing the card in the palm of his hand, you glanced up at him to meet his soft gaze before giving him a look that he understood as he nodded back with a small smile in return.
Grabbing the door on your way out, as you closed it you could hear the faint voice of Jungkook going, “Hello, This is BTS’s Jeon Jungkook…” Sighing softly to yourself, you plastered a smile onto your face, telling yourself that the bad feeling that reappeared in your stomach is one that you’re gonna have to deal with later.
You were sitting at your desk, twirling the pen in your hand as a yawn escaped your mouth for the nth time that night. Simply put, you were exhausted. As tiring as comeback season was for the boys, you couldn’t help but admit it took a toll on the stylists as well. Especially you.
Staring at the video in front of you and the notes on your desk, you decided to call it a night and to just finish your assignment tomorrow. After all, it wasn’t due for a week, and you were sure you’d get it done eventually. Setting a pen inside, marking where you left off in your book, you closed it when you heard someone behind you go, “Online classes?”
SYNOPSIS: You’re a member of the rising group FRNZEE. You’ve been dating Namjoon for years when Dispatch releases an article exposing your relationship. Your company confirms the relationship. Big Hit denies it.
PARTS: ONE | TWO | THREE | FOUR |
PAIRING: Namjoon x You
GENRE: Romance, Angst
WARNINGS: Language, brief mentions of sexual situations
WORD COUNT: 3363
AUTHORS NOTE: I’m not sure how many parts this will have - I’m just going to write until I’m satisfied and break them up in chunks. Please show it some love if you like it and want more! And yes, this is inspired by the very real “scandal” between iKON’s Yunheyong and Momoland’s Daisy.
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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you,” a deep voice butchers the celebratory song as its owner ducks down to slide his body into the car. Despite the spacious backseat, he’s scooting his body so that he’s pressed up against yours. You can’t help but giggle, playfully covering your ears. Namjoon chuckles. “Alright, I get it. I should stick to rapping.”
“No way. Jungkook who? You are the real main vocal of BTS,” you tease, leaning in with puckered lips.
He laughs loudly, meeting you halfway and giving you the softest, sweetest kiss. The satisfied grin on his face when he pulls away has you melting to the seat. “Hello. Happy Birthday, Sweets. How was your day?”
“It’s not my birthday yet, you goof.”
“I know, but I feel bad that I can’t see you on the actual day so I’m going to be extra obnoxious about it tonight, okay?” he offers and you accept with a grin. On the other side of the partition, the car revs to life and begins to move. Namjoon entwines his fingers with yours, toying mindlessly at your various rings. “Did you finish recording the new song?”
You are irreplaceable in his life and so is he in yours.
Mayhap, it’s time to change that. The moment he aimed his gun at your head, where the trigger could go off at any second, there, you immediately knew you are very much replaceable so you take matters into your own hands and walk out of his life and away from him as soon as your work contract with him ended.
It’s safe to say that he hates not having your presence near him and who said you get to walk out his life just like that? You promised not to leave him,
So, why did you leave him?
PAIRING : Jungkook x Reader
GENRE : Dark Romance | Drama | Action : Gang AU
RATING : Mature
DISCLAIMER : This story is a work of fiction. Description of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. Everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
Summary: 6 years ago, (Y/N) thought that she was finally taking her life into her hands, leaving behind a toxic and abusive relationship with a man who taught her she’d never be worthy of love. However, it became hard to ignore his words when she met her seven soulmates who rejected her without even giving her a chance to prove herself. It took (Y/N) 3 years to realize that it wouldn’t be her end. She would live on to prove them all wrong; she would become what they all thought she wasn’t: someone worthy of love. And as she stands proudly on the stage, under the burning spotlights and the applause and the cries of the delirious crowd, she feels alive. Alive, just like the bond she believed to be broken.
Pairings: Y/N x OT7
GENRE: Soulmate AU!, Idol Y/NAU!, semi social-media AU!, ANGST (mainly), fluff, romance, maybe smut in the series, NSFW.
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Warnings: death mention, depression mention, near-death experience mention, strong language, panic attack and anxiety, medical admission for suicidal thoughts mention.
NOTE: So. This took me longer than expected but I thought it would be less long (around 2k) well jokes on me, it’s a full 4k lol. Hello beautiful people, welcome to the chapter 8 of Time Heals, already! I’m sooo happy to update it, a bit later than I usually update (it’s 1 am right now for me lol, I upload this and get to sleep haha). Next part should be both social media and written, so maybe/probably out this weekend! It’s a bit history charged and I’m starting dropping clues for every character. I can’t say much more, but it will soon click all together, I promise! It’s a softer chapter on the tone, for some reason, Jungkook just soothes my narration lmao. (Y/N) and Raya still hate him, and I do too, but he’s still softening the edge, just like his character is supposed to. I really hope you’ll like it! Please, feedback is warmly welcomed, it helps me find motivation to write. I always reply (or almost always? ksjdls)
NOTE: I have lost access to my old account @joheun-saram, and all new updates will be to this new series masterlist.
Summary- One a world renowned idol, the other an up and coming company’s CEO. Torn between work, fans, and their own self doubt, can they make a relationship work?
Alternatively, as a CEO of an up and coming company, you never expected to meet the man of your dreams at a gala you hosted, but seems like fate had other plans.
a.n- my first series, my baby. its not regularly updated but if you want to read my attempt at deconstructing a relationship and at making a boss ass bitch Y/N, read on! Got questions about the series, or want to be on the taglist? Send me an ask! 💕
Girl of My Dreams: Chapter 3 - Miss Right in her Converse High
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader / SUGA x Reader
Genre: Romance, Idol AU, Fluff, Angst, Friends to Lovers, Soulmates AU, Age Gap and Drama.
Chapter Warning(s): Cursing. Underage reader in flashbacks (Yoongi is aware). The lyrics are not in order like they are in the song, and the lyrics aren't just Yoongi's parts, they can also reflect Yoongi's thoughts or it just fits with the moment. UNEDITED!
Chapter Legend:
"English words that are said as is and or/ translated from English to Korean"
"Korean words"
>Lyrics<
Word count: 4.8k including lyrics.
A/N: Again, thank you @/doolsetbangtan on twitter for translating the lyrics and explaining every verse and phase of every song by BTS❤️ Please go check out her wordpress blog, she's really cool and her work helped me a lot with writing this series. Grab your tissues... maybe? Also, I let this just flow on it's own... so, confuse hajima? lol Enjoy! Oh btw, it was my first day of work last Friday, so the writing is gonna be a bit slow😅 Sorry, but I'll try my best💜 Next update might be for The Companion, I haven't updated it in almost 3 weeks me finks. Imma stop talking, enjoooyyyy!
Disclaimer: Just a quick reminder that, of course I don't own BTS. And that this story is just an idea of mine, the boys being geniuses they are wrote the songs with a different idea on mind, this is just my wishful thinking on writing lol.
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Present - 2021
"Namjoon-ah,"
"Yes, hyung?"
"Would you bail me out of jail?"
Namjoon stares at me as if I've lost my mind, he's not wrong. It's been years since I've lost my mind, I just keep growing more and more insane.
"What makes you say that hyung?"
>Converse converse i really hate a converse<
"She still wears those god damned shoes," I grunt as I close the car door too hard making Jungkook who was sitting in the back with Hobi whining and complaining about how I shut the door to hard. Namjoon chuckles as he gently closes the passenger door and walks up next to me, "You've been saying that for years, hyung. Fuck, you even wrote a great track out of it."
"I don't know if she's playing dumb with me or if she's just fucking clueless that it's about her," I huff as I watch her run towards an ice cream truck, "It's literally me telling her to wear something aside from those damn shoes, she'd look in something else,"
>On your gorgeous appearance, black sheer tights and stilettos will be good
Yeah, they’ll be too good to be true
But, what will suit you even better are Jordan numbers
Together with your body, it turns me on even more<
"So you did say in the song," Namjoon agrees "Maybe she thinks its just another song of ours,"
"Namjoon-ah," I sighed exasperated "She's probably the only person we know that wears the abomination like they're slippers," he chuckles "I fucking bought her Fila, Jordan, Louis Vuitton, McQueen, Doc Martens and even damn Christian Louboutin stilettos, but I bet she just put them all on the rack like a collector,"
"I saw her wear the Louboutin's," he comments
"Fucking when?" I asked
"On her 21st birthday," he says
"I don't remember seeing her wearing those," I scrunch my nose at him
"Well," he sighs "You both weren't exactly on best terms that year,"
"Oh," I look down at my shoes burying them further in the sand as I remember the moment where I thought was the end of the two of us. I look back at where Y/n was standing in line with other kids and adults wanting to buy ice cream despite the chilly weather, sensing that I was looking at her, she turns to me and through the mask I could tell she was smiling the way her eyes slightly squinted. She points at the truck as her eyebrows shoot up, almost as if she was asking me if I wanted one, I smile with my mask down on my chin as I shake my head. She raises a thumbs up at me and focuses on the truck again as I pull my mask up to cover my face again and turned to Namjoon.
"Not to bother you, but when do you plan on telling her how you feel?" he asks "I mean it's been what? Eight years? Don't you think it's about time you told her that you love her?"
"Soon," I shot back
"You've said that for years now,"
"Ya! It sounds easy but it's really had to do!" he chuckles "I've been trying to tell her in a very non-subtle way with our songs, but all of a sudden she runs around asking me why I never wrote a song about her,"
"She did what now?!" he asks eye widening.
>“If brushed, it’s meant to be. If soaked into, it’s love,” someone said
But perhaps I’ve already been colored by you<
"Wait what? Did I hear you right, hyung?" Hobi asks as he stands next to Namjoon and I, Jungkook joining us and we watch Jimin and Taehyung take pictures of the sunset. We were back at Santa Monica beach after Days one and two of Permission to Dance on stage in LA, it was a mini-break while other were at school or at work during the weekday, we chose a little time out. Namjoon was planning to stay after the concert ends to travel around and visit museums, I decided to tag along as soon as I was done with producing Girl of My Dreams. And I took advantage of this mini-break of ours to visit the beach and hang out with Y/n before I dove back to work, with not just one song, but also Jungkook's upcoming track 'Stay Alive'.
"She asked me a few days ago why I never wrote a song about her after we had a few drinks," I sighed kicking the sand lightly as I walked "I told her she never asked,"
"Wait," Jungkook stopped walking "She doesn't know? She doesn't know that most of the songs you wrote were about her?"
"Especially your parts?" Namjoon asks again eyes wide as saucers
"Sorry, hyung, but we can help but over hear you," Jimin says as he walks up to us "You weren't exactly quiet," he says in a voice only the six of us could hear, Jin hyung was back at the hotel choosing sleep over the beach. I don't blame him, if Y/n wasn't staring at me with puppy eyes I couldn't resist I'd still be in bed. Maybe drag her with me and use her as a pillow just to smell her watermelon scented shampoo and feel her warmth, with her head on my chest.
"It's been eight years, hyung," Taehyung says as he sits next to me on the log we found "When are you going to tell her that you love her?"
"I don't love her," I reply too quickly and when I look up I find my brothers staring at me like I'm the most ridiculous fool on earth,
"No shit," Namjoon says squinting as he pulls up a hand and starts counting tapping on a finger as he goes, "Embarrassed, DNA, Fake Love. Like you haven't displayed your love for her out in the open by showing jealousy, possessiveness, and basically trying to tell her she's your damn soulmate even destiny is pissed off with how you two are acting like children!"
"Namjoon-ah," Hobi gaffaws at how furious Namjoon looks "You forgot I NEED U and telepathy," Hobi says and Namjoon counts those as well
"Oh! Oh! Don't forget my universe, boy with luv and make it right" Taehyung adds
"The truth untold, pied piper" Jimin adds the two songs to the list and they all stare at each other before they said "Seesaw" in unison before laughing.
"Yeah, no shit, you don't love her," Hobi says as he laughs "You even wrote a song about the shoes she always wears because you hate them so much hoping she would get the hint but she didn't because she thought Namjoon wrote it because of a k-drama," making the other members laugh some more. I rub my hands on my face as I watch her walk towards us. Those shoes change colors as years pass for fuck's sake, they're still the same old school, old fashioned high tops.
>Ha don’t you know yet that converse is a fly in the ointment killing your charm
Anyway, don’t wear converse when you meet me
Rather than the stars in that sky, I’d like to see the stars on your shoes<
"Fucking Converse high." I mutter frustrated, stomping my foot on the sand like a child making the other members laugh some more at my actions.
"What happened to you?" Y/n asks as she reaches us "Who stole your candy?"
"No one stole it," Jungkook says as he takes a deep breath "He dropped it,"
"Now that's just devastating, poor kid" she says as she sits next to me, nudging me with her hip as if telling me to move, standing once again when I didn't move.
"Hey! My spot is warm," I playfully complain, not moving from where I was sitting "Sit elsewhere,"
She stares at me as she eats a scoop of her ice cream from the tiny cup, huffs then shrugs before saying "Fine then," and sitting on my lap making the other members laugh loudly, including the staff that joined with us, causing the few people at the beach stare at us.
When the situation finally registered in my brain I wrap my arms around her almost instinctively and pull her close to my chest and I feel her tense up.
"Why so tense?" I ask her and she turns her head to look at me before pulling my mask down, letting it rest below my chin and shoving a spoonful of mint chocolate ice cream in my mouth
"Get your hands off of me Yoongi Min," she warns playfully
"You're the one who got on my lap, woman!" I talk back at her making the other members laugh at my reaction with the sudden intrusion of the flavor of the ice cream.
"You won't fucking move, man!"
"It's fucking cold, woman!" I complain "I need warmth, I'm freezing"
"That's the reason I wanted your seat! My ass is cold!" we raise our voices at each other playfully and the boys watch us like a ping pong match.
"Ah shibal ya!" I exclaim "I'd rather warm your ass with my bare hands than move from my spot!" I yell in satoori as I look at the other members who fall into another round of laughter ringing in the air. I scowl when I see Hobi point his Polaroid camera at us taking a picture of Y/n on my lap smiling like a champion and me looking like I lost the lottery and gone bankrupt.
"You two are crazy," he comments chuckling "Y/n-ssi, you're cold but you're eating ice cream,"
"It's delicious, minty choco~" she says in a small voice, I would've cooed at her cuteness if only Joon didn't start making retching sounds. She eventually relaxes in my arms and gently rests her head on my left shoulder, sitting with both her legs on one side as she ate happily.
She stays like that on my lap for a few more minutes before the other members suggest we leave the beach and head to a Korean grocery to get some familiar food - mostly ramen, before heading back to the hotel. I was at the wine aisle when Y/n walked up to me with a lot of and different bags of flavored seeweed chips. My eyes instantly fall on her converse that she wore for the day and before I could even stop myself, I ended up opening my mouth and the tactless question was asked.
"Why do you wear those fucking things?"
"Huh? What?" she asks "Which one?"
"Converse high," I say nodding my head in her direction "I guess it would be fine to see you wearing the low ones or maybe sneakers with a cute dress on but why the fuck do you wear those high tops all the damn time?"
"Jeez," she says as she slowly places the snacks on the cart "Calm down with the cursing, Yoongi,"
"I'm just asking," I raise my hands as if the surrender "Curiosity,"
"Why the negative feedback on my babies?" she asks pouting "I love my converse,"
"Where are the shoes I bought you?" I ask pouting "the basketball ones, they're high tops too and much more comfortable than those. Why aren't you wearing those?"
"They're back home," she walks to stand beside me looping her arms around mine as I slowly push the cart.
"Why not wear those?" I slightly raise my voice defensively "You look better wearing those than the... usual,"
"But these are my favorite!" she pouts and I pout back at her
"But you said you liked the ones I got you and you said you'd wear them more!" she shuts up and stares at my eyes before sighing and gently rests her head on my once-very-injured-and-untreated-for-years-shoulder.
>I like you, but still, don’t wear converse low<
"I'm sorry, Sugs," she looks up at me with round puppy like eyes "I didn't mean to offend you," she wraps her arms around me and I wrap my left arm around her shoulder, my thumb lazily rubbing her shoulder blade.
"I'll wear them more," she says nuzzling her face on my neck "But why do you hate my Converse so much?" she asks in a small voice
"Promise me you won't be weirded out and that you'd still consider wearing something else that's not... those," I point at her shoes
"I promise," she says hugging me tighter "I promise,"
>More than anything, it’s hard to take them off<
I took a deep breath before saying in a low voice, "You don't look good. I hate them. You look hotter if not sexier in other sneakers or even more in heels. Those things don't do anything with your look, it makes me want to throw em out. they do nothing for your sexy figure,"
She stares at me as I spoke, then she walks out of my arms running away like she was up to no good; looking like a T-rex.
"Oppa!" she calls out "Yoongi is being weird again!"
"Ya!" I call after her as I push the cart and follow her
"Oppa!" she walks behind Namjoon and Hobi, holding the back of their hoodies as she explained what I told her to Joon.
"Why did you run?!" I ask her "You promised!"
"I didn't promise I won't run, Yoongi!"
"But you promised you wouldn't be weirded out!" I exclaimed
"Friends don't call each other sexy or hot, especially not guys to girls,"
"Hey!!! That's where you're wrong, baby," I squint "We're close friends! Close friends! Best friends, baby!" I yell, thrusting my arms in the air with crazy motions along with the words I say.
From the other aisle I hear Jungkook and Jimin's laugh mingle with Taehyung, Hobi and Namjoon's voices and the sound of Y/n's palm hitting her forehead.
>Your converse high
I really really want yo
I really really like yo
I really really need yo<
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"Ever noticed that your rap in Miss Right fits what you want with Y/n?, Yoongi-ya?" Jin asks me as he sat next to me at the hotel's restaurant for breakfast. The other members already sat down and were eating breakfast, I was just waiting for Y/n who was making her way around the food warmers. The hotel's restaurant was closed down with breakfast being delivered to guests rooms, but the management was kind enough to let us and the staff enjoy our meal here along with other businessmen and businesswomen who looked too serious to even notice us.
"Why are you asking all of a sudden, hyung?" I ask as I keep an eye on Y/n .
"I was listening to our old songs last night when i came across Miss Right and heard your rap," Namjoon looks up from his plate to Jin as if he grew another pair of heads like a hydra.
"Oh shit!" he exclaims "He's right! Damn! You two really are soulmates!"
"Keep your voice down, Namjoon-ah!" Jin quietly scolds him and he quickly apologizes before shoving food in his mouth to shut up.
"Soulmates," Jin repeats shaking his head "Armys would be happy to know that Min Yoongi's soulmate has been his muse for years now.
"You mentioned to the others you're gonna tell her soon about the songs and the truth? How?" he asks as I watch her make her way towards the waffle table in her shorts, white t-shirt and those fucking shoes and her dark blue hair down. I throw my head back and internally groaned closing my eyes to avoid the sight of her legs that seemed to go on and on... then you see those abominations that ruin her look.
>Yeah, denim shorts, white t-shirt, and converse high
That makes me wanna party on your body
At the ends of your silky smooth hair, your refreshing hip is singing
A forest-like you shine inside the city, embracing my reality with your unrealistic body
And I want you to be really really real for me<
"The exact same way I've been trying to tell her I love her, but hopefully this time she finally gets it."
"And what if, she doesn't get it?" Namjoon asks me.
>If I lose you, it’s a miss, right? Miss Right? (All Right)
You’re my Miss Right, Miss Right<
"Then I have to find another way, I guess" I shrug making Jin shake his head in disappointment.
"Yoongi-ya!" he groans "It's been almost a decade! When are you going to do it? When are you going to tell her that you love her?! When you're 40?!"
Behind us where Hobi, Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook were sitting Hobi snorts loudly followed by heavy coughing and Jungkook tapping his back.
"You don't find a woman like her every day, hyung," Jungkook says from the seat behind me "You're lucky that she's still around and single. If you don't do something about it you're gonna end up waiting until you're both old and gray, or worse, she's married to someone else."
"It's not to pressure you hyung," Jimin says calmly "It's just a little confidence boost. We know you love her and that you two are obviously meant to be together."
"As a believer in destiny, I believe in the fact that she's it for you" Namjoon says as he drinks his coffee "If she wasn't meant for you, she would still be with that scum bag and she would've stopped being friends with you. Destiny returned her to you when it knew you were ready to be with her. All you had to do was take your steps, unfortunately you only made a few baby steps and didn't take the big step. Or as they call it, leap of faith".
"Don't wait for her to slip away from your fingers, Yoongi," Jin says with a tone of finality "She's right in front of you every day, she learned a new language and culture just to be friends with you,"
"She also moved counties, left a guy and chose your friendship over the asshat," Taehyung points out "If that doesn't
"Leap of faith," Hobi happily says from behind me as I watch her walk towards our table, her plate piled up with different kinds of food. Mainly protein and carbs.
>It must be because you’re different from normal types out there that a woman like you are called the ideal type
You’re like a completed puzzle of my ideal type <
"Buffets fear you, Y/n-ssi" Namjoon says when she sits down beside him.
"It's breakfast, Joonie," she says as she shoves a spoonful of omelette and bacon bits into her mouth followed by a baked potato wedge then continues with her mouth full, "Most important meal of the day!"
"Ya! Manners. Chew your food before you start talking you big baby" I lightly scold her
"Ya!~ Manners.~ Be a gentleman and get me a cup of coffee~ " she shot back adorably with a sting when swallowed her food when she saw me get up eyeing the coffee machine. I hear the other members snort laugh and chuckle as they try to control themselves from laughing too loud at 8am. She was the only woman who had the audacity to not use honorifics with me and I let it pass because I love her, she isn't exactly Korean. But moments like this where she'd act cute but lace it with venom sometimes make me wonder what planet she came from or how in the world did I end up falling in love with a woman who was not only quite similar to me with a combination of all the members various traits, but someone you'd only see in movies or read in books who have such confidence that makes you want to kiss the living shit out of them. And even though that confidence was mostly just around the seven of us and a few of the staff who have been with us for so long, I still loved the little outbursts.
What was only embarrassing about the way she caught me off guard, was I had no comeback so I just stared at her for a minute before shaking my head, making sure she heard me I muttered "You're gonna pay for that, baby" as I went and grabbed two cups of coffee for the two of us, only to be rewarded by a flying kiss and a thank you, with a chuckling Jin. I did say she absorbed a few traits of the other members, didn't I?
>That person who I thought would exist only exist in novels is you
Even I who used to believe that there’s no god was made to believe in god
To me, the goddess is you
That person who I thought would only exist in movies
Oh god, a wind that is led by the weather called you
You’re a flower, and I’m a bee, only going towards you all the time<
"I'm bored" she complains as we sit in the gazebo we found at the park. It wasn't too far from the hotel and the concert venue, but it was far enough to get some peace from the buzz of the staff and the others. I wanted to go alone but I needed inspiration, so I dragged Y/n along with me. She was reading a historical romance novel about an Old Hollywood star and her seven husbands that she said was rumoured to be adapted into a movie some time next year or later.
>Yes you’re my only girl you’re the best to me
I want to know your day, I want to be your sigh
That person who I thought would only exist in movies
Even the weather is perfect, it feels like I’m perfect with you<
"You're reading a book, you can't be that bored," I smiled at her through my face mask "You didn't even spare a glance in my direction the second opened that book and kept reading. Now that you're done with eleven pages, you're telling me you're bored? How?"
She stares at me for a second before sitting up, placing a bookmark before she places the book in between us on the table, "Were you watching me the whole time?"
"Jagiya, how can I not? I'm writing a song and you're in front of me. Naturally, my attention was else where because of my ADHD. You caught my eye, Jagiya..." I muttered the last part
"Did you just call me 'Jagiya'?!" she exclaimed, eyes wide. a new reaction compared to the countless times I playfully called her that, even a far off reaction to almost two weeks ago when I asked her to join us for the tour.
"W-what? N-no," I stuttered "You're hearing things," she squints her eyes at me
"I know what I heard, Yoongi"
"Your ears?" I say as I point at my own "Broken. Your ears are broken.
"And you're gonna be broken if you say it again," she laid back down, book on hand.
"What's wrong if I did call you Jagiya?" I ask as I tread on dangerous waters "Are you dating someone?"
She puts her book down and sits once more "No, I'm not. But, I just think we shouldn't joke around with the endearments anymore, Sugs. What if someone recognizes you and hears us? They might think we're dating and I don't like to put that idea in their heads-"
"What's wrong with us and dating?" I cut her off defensively "Don't you think it's... cool if we, who have been friends for eight years, end up dating?"
"Yoongi, it's just think it's wrong-"
"And I just want to know why you'd think that way?" I slightly raise my voice out of frustration, tossing the notepad that was once on my lap onto the table, "We've been calling each other endearments since 2015! We've been like this since 2015! What's wrong about it now?"
"Yoongi, calm down-"
"I can't calm down when you're saying stuff like that to me!" I naturally slip into satoori during my outburst and it didn't stop there.
"Calm down, Yoongi!" she firmly says "You're being irrational, calm down! All I'm trying to say is that I don't want you to be in trouble for being with someone like me. If they assume we're dating, it's not going to look good for your image,"
"Fuck my image, Y/n-ssi!" I spat out "You say shit like that and I feel like we're back to square one all over again. It's like the Love Yourself tour all over again. For fuck's sake, just tell me if you want me gone because you're seeing someone who yet again wants you away from me" I slip back and forth between the Seoul dialect and Daegu dialect.
"Yoongi, that's not it" she says "I'm not seeing anyone, you're the only one I'm always with"
"Fuck that shit," I scoff "this is exactly what you said to me before the fucking scum bag told me to cut ties with you!"
"Wait what?" she asks
"You fucking heard me!" I got up and grabbed my notepad, song writing long forgotten "The son of a bitch told me that you said you didn't want me around anymore and told me to fuck off. I didn't believe a single shit he said until I saw you run to his arms like some sort of fairy tale happy ending." I stepped out of the gazebo and looked back at her "You looked like you met your fucking prince charming and I looked like the villain when all I was an NPC in a game; programmed to say back, shut up and watch as you walked away from me, and I was left to wonder if I was ever going to see you again when you left with him without even saying goodbye."
I sighed heavily, rubbing my hand over my forehead, "Do you think it was easy to lose someone so close to you? I felt dead inside, Y/n! You, the members, you're all I have. I miss my family back home but you're more prominent than home. He fucking told me to cut ties with you, told me that you hated- no fuck that, he said you loathed me, because I was being weird and clingy all those years and he told me that you asked him to say with him for the night so that I'd stay away from you, and I believed him when I saw you smile at him and kissed him" I raised my hands up as if to motion around me "How do you think my world was huh? Watching you go out of town with him, spend time together like it was a fucking honeymoon, leaving without a trace only to apologize saying you're already back home in your country. What the fuck am I to you, Y/n?!" I ask with tears in my eyes
"Yoongi, I didn't kn-" she tried to say but I cut her off again.
"You what? Don't bother answering. I already know I'm just a friend to you. It's okay." I scoff as I walk away to one of the two cars that went with us to the park. By the time I reached the hotel lobby, I don't even know how our conversation ended up there, but I didn't care. It was all out there now. Now she knew why for two years I avoided her. Those years I did nothing but write about love, pain and heartbreak. Her. It was all about her and for her. And it was for me; younger Min Yoongi who wanted so bad to tell Y/n L/n how he would leave everything behind if he could and all she had to do was say the word.
"Make sure she gets back safe, and join her if she needs to go somewhere," I inform security to inform the other staff "Keep an eye on her please, make sure she's okay and that she doesn't go anywhere alone, I just need sometime alone, I can't see her when I'm like this" our head of security nods as he presses on his ear piece to transmit the message.
"What happened?" Jin and Namjoon asks as they catch what I told our security to do "Where's Y/n? I thought you took her with you?"
"Do you remember what I told you during the Love Yourself Tour about... him?" I ask Namjoon quietly and he nods
"Yeah, why?" he asks
"I told her about it, minus that I've been in love with her for.. a while now." I sighed "I need sometime alone. I'll see you guys later," I wave at them as I walk to the elevator and made my way back to my room, half relieved that a good weight off of my shoulders has been lifted, half mixed emotions of regretting my actions and concern that if I didn't lose her then, I might have led myself into losing her by my own actions.
>I don’t care because I love you
Rather than holding a designer bag, you hold my hand, and rather than getting jealous and envious, you understand my inner character,
I picture our future with you who’s like that
A pair of kids’ sneakers between our matching shoes<
All I wanted was her. And now I've made my situation worse, the thought that I kept asking myself as I went back in my hotel room and got ready for an early bedtime was how do I undo my actions from earlier at the park. No doubt she's probably understood by now how I feel about her, but it was the right thing to do... right?
I mean, she was supposed to be my soulmate. She is my soulmate...
...right?
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Summary: Reader tends to leave after Aleksander grows distant but it gets angsty lol idk how I explain this 😭
Warning: ANGST
Word count: 2k
Aleksandar and y/n had been married for about two years now. Y/n was human and she was raised to a lady like a proper respected house, a known family name. She always knew she was going to be married off like her mother did from one noble house to another just like her mother before her and on and on. What she didn’t knew was it would be a political marriage and she would be married into the grisha’s general to be precise.
Their marriage didn’t turn out to be an exact contactless political marriage. Both of them found each other congenial in no time. It was in a long time Aleksandar felt that way for anyone but it was true. He didn’t knew himself how much he began to cherish being around her. They became inseparable and Y/n had found her everything in her husband likewise for him. They learned and laughed and lived and loved. It was shocking how with everything there is to accomplish one person’s well being is all you care for Alecksandar would think in silence admiring her wife’s beauty, not just beauty the connection he grew with her was more than romantic feelings. He would feel whole around her something he wasn’t familiar with.
Everything seemed to be great…for a while. The “sun summoner” was enrolled, taken moreover to little palace and everything changed. Y/n got along with Alina at start but thing started become more and more obscure and heavy with Aleksandar. At first it was a few lesser glances with her husband but then he seemed to have disappeared from her life staying in the same palace. He wouldn’t sleep in their shared chambers, barely even met her let alone conversing, everyday started to feel like being on the battleground against a whole army. Y/n was raised to become a “lady” she wasn’t going to confront Aleksandar. That was all she hoped to do now that the past few months everything felt like crumbling to pieces. Everything went to hell with a blink of an eye and y/n didn’t even realise how?
Everything she used to find comfort in felt exhausting, knowing she was doing the things she enjoys to fill the void and the constant pressure to do so would just result in failure of that happening.
It didn’t get any better even with fortnights passing. Aleksander was the same with everyone else as he had been before but just her. Only her he’d ignore like an unnoticeable nuisance of some sort each time y/n would try to get close with him the way they used to be. Y/n didn’t have anything against Alina, not even once. But it just gave her this colossal pain in her heart watching her husband laugh the way he used to with her, how they’d both go on rides and stay up late. It was all coming back in heart shattering memories because he wasn’t doing all that with her anymore.
Y/n got along with Alina with no other intention but of making a friend. Both of them seemed to be in a position of needing one but Aleksandar refrained her from talking to Alina. He explained that Alina should rather prefer “grisha” company if she was to settle amongst them. Each day there would be a new low. How much till one breaks? Y/n sure was close. Aleksander “asked” her to not join the dinners because he had pressing war discussions going on with everyone-everyone as in everyone who’s a grisha. Another stab into the heart.
That’s when y/n seemed to have reached the bottom. She didn’t knew why he was behaving like this firstly.
Frustrated of everything y/n wrote a letter back home not being distinct of details she simply stated in the letter to her family about how she wants to return. Concerned for the only daughter of their noble house her family sent back men to Little palace from their army to get her back. Things took an ugly turn after that. The troop of human army her family sent had to conspire go get into the little palace since they weren’t grishas. However they were caught and it didn’t turn out as great for either of them. Y/n was unaware of anyone even coming for her in the first place. What Aleksander was reported about was that a few men invaded little place to which he had them sentenced to death considering he had a sun summoner on his hands, he couldn’t be foolish enough to spare them. If he had known the Royal troop was sent from his in-laws his decision would’ve differed—but he didn’t.
Finding out what had happened y/n was shattered. She couldn’t believe she lured men from her own army, men she would’ve known into slaughter. She felt huge grief, regret, rage, shock but most of all fear. She feared what Aleksander was going to do with her now. He wasn’t the same Aleksander now anyways and she feared what he might do out of anger, to her.
—
Aleksander stormed into their room with loud footsteps y/n heard even before he entered. It made her stomach twist with the uneasy feeling of knowing what was coming wasn’t going to be pleasant.
Aleksander slammed the door open entering, he looked at her weary face and Y/e/c eyes staring back him in fear most likely. He calmed himself avoiding any outbursts from his side and began with a flat voice “Did you know?”
“I did.” Y/n said in even softer voice not looking back at him. She knew lying wouldn’t help partially aware not to provoke him.
“Did you plan on letting me know you were inviting armies to invade little palace?” he asked her sharply.
“I didn’t intend to have them invade little pal—“
“You called them to have a play date then?” He remarked jumping down her throat.
Y/n stood silent unable to response, unable to think of a response.
“We have far more pressing matters going on, with miss starkov-the war and now is when you pick to play a little charade?” He said gritting his teeth.
“I wasn’t-it’s—they’re not alive anymore thanks to you then how does it matter?” Y/n responded fiercely, knowing it took everything in her to talk back to him.
“How does it matter?” Aleksander stepped forward and confined with a high pitched voice “Someone else could've gotten killed, gotten hurt!”
“Nobody else hurt-killed? Nobody but the men from the human army. Men who were just following orders” y/n said putting emphasis on human refereeing to everything Aleksander suggested her to be attained from because of. “Tell me did you even bother to know their names before you butchered them?”
“Carful there, none of it would’ve happened if you informed me about it.” He replied with a smug tone.
“They were just coming to take me back home not to start a battle!” She said as a single ball of tear started to form in her eyes.
“Take you home? What for?” That came to Aleksander as a surprise he wasn’t aware at the slightest the reason the army came called upon by y/n and why?
“Because I want to—I wrote to *insert your castle/palace name* informing that I want to.”
“-Why?”
“I don’t want to stay here. That’s why”
“Is this about your complains with Alina again? I have the country at war, the sun summoner and the shadow fold and you want to go home at an inconvenience?!” He said raising he voice which made y/n flinch.
“It’s not an inconvenience-I don’t want to stay around here anymore just how you don’t want to stay around me.” This time tears were brimming down her eyes but y/n showed no sign of acknowledging that.
“What are you talking about?” Aleksander asked raising a brow.
“Oh don’t you know? How you don’t sleep in our chambers anymore—how I’m not allowed to talk to Alina or join dinner at the hall. F-for months now!” she said brushing off the tears from her cheeks with new ones flowing without her knowing.
“We’ve been married for two years and you want to go back running back home for that?” Aleksander shot back slyly.
“It’s not just that—you would know how it feels if you were in my place!”
“—I would very much so choose to react maturely.”
“You abandoned me! Y-you’re the general the entire day you forgot to be Aleksander!” Y/n spat strolling towards him unafraid to reply with him on any and the quality of words she chose.
“I never abandoned you—I chose to prioritise a better future for the both of us and you couldn’t make a different of it!” He yelled banging his fist to the side on the table loosing the patience he had.
“For us?!” Y/n chuckled ironically and continued with glossy eyes with more tears that were forming “I—I never wanted this marriage-but I was a damned fool to have started to want it, want you-and I loved you but yo—“
“It doesn’t look like you do-not right now it isn’t let alone if you ever did.” He scoffed undermining what she’d say helplessly in between sobs.
“I have loved you!” Unknown of how to be heard she gave his chest a push from her hands though he stood unmoved,”You don’t get to say that—I have loved you. I can’t keep trying and trying anymore knowing you never loved me and you never would-you’re not capable of that. You’re not capable to love anyone but yourself!”
Aleksander felt felt something shift in him with what y/n said, he grabbed her by her biceps tightly pushing her against the nearest wall breathing sharply against her skin. He tightened his grip by his fingers making her wince “You’re hurting me-“ she said softly not looking up at him but constantly trying to get away from his hold.
He titled her chin forcing he to face him and began. “You are the one who doesn’t get to say that-I have loved you since the day I laid my eyes on you and I tend to do till my last! My only weakness that has ever been is loosing you and I will not have it done by my own hands. You can cry and hate me, be petty for a few days but you’re not going away from my sight little dove.” Y/n pushed him away proceeding to stand away from him and looked at him in disbelief shaking her head.
“No—I want to go home.” She said firmly wiping her tears again.
“You can’t and you won’t.” Aleksander scowled back.
“But I do not wish to—“
“I’ve had about enough of this y/n you’re not leaving little palace and so aren’t your letters.” Aleksander said stiffly walking out of the door not waiting to hear her response.
Y/n stood there again crying in the huge chamber alone yet again, unsure to make sense of one more thing she was restricted of.
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Might (so badly want to) do a part 2 if this doesn’t flop 😩
An: AAAAAAAAAA I missed writing angst please let me know what you think :)
Summary: You’ve been sleeping with Billy Russo for a few months now. Knowing his aversion to any kind of emotional commitments, you’re satisfied with your clandestine arrangement until you catch him having dinner with Dinah Madani one night. Then it finally dawns on you. It’s not that he doesn’t want to commit, he just doesn’t want to commit to *you*.
Billy may think he knows you, but he has no idea what he’s just lost…
Summary: You’ve been sleeping with Billy Russo for a few months now. Knowing his aversion to any kind of emotional commitments, you’re satisfied with your clandestine arrangement until you catch him having dinner with Dinah Madani one night. Then it finally dawns on you. It’s not that he doesn’t want to commit, he just doesn’t want to commit to *you*.
Billy may think he knows you, but he has no idea what he’s just lost…
Summary: You’ve been sleeping with Billy Russo for a few months now. Knowing his aversion to any kind of emotional commitments, you’re satisfied with your clandestine arrangement until you catch him having dinner with Dinah Madani one night. Then it finally dawns on you. It’s not that he doesn’t want to commit, he just doesn’t want to commit to *you*.
Billy may think he knows you, but he has no idea what he’s just lost…
My pilot for that the darkling fanfic series is starting with a powerful witch. Her sisters(other witches) being murdered by the witch hunters and she’s kinda losing control and swears to hunt the witch hunters for her whole life. She’s managed to make herself an amplifier(but this one is special to witches,needs dark magic to make) and becomes more powerful and hunts witch hunters. One day she sees a group of grisha fighting with drüskelles. And she kills drüskelles and saves Grisha’s. They want to take her to the little palace (especially to the darkling). She doesn’t want it at first but later she agrees. And then she meets the darkling and they have a relationship and the story goes on...I have so many good things in my head and i don’t wanna spoil the whole thing. Would anyone be interested to read a story like this??I’m open to all ideas and your opinions.
reposting this chapter because the original post got marked as explicit. This version’s unedited, so I apologize but I’ve lost the edited version (bc I’m a fool). ANYWAY here ya go.
Summary: In his attempt to get to know his wife, the Darkling realizes he might be getting too close.
Warnings: angst, swearing, sexual innuendoes, slightest bit of fluff
Part one // Part two // Part three
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Y/N couldn’t sleep that night. Not only did she agonize over the slightest possibility of his words being true, but the lingering of his lips on hers even hours after they’ve left tormented her mind. Instead of sleeping, she sat outside in the darkness with nothing but stars to keep her company. She shuddered with the cold wind as it chilled her, even the kefta didn’t protect her as well as she thought it would.
Sighing, she smiled up at the night sky, watching the stars in their celestial dance. It’s undeniable, she’s envious of them – their freedom is undisputed, their beauty unmatched by anything earthly. No one can force a star to marriage, no one can dull its brightness.
“Are you alright?” Genya spoke up, startling Y/N into a loud gasp.
Turning around, Y/N giggles in slight panic, a hand resting on her chest. “You scared me!”
“I didn’t mean to”, she chuckles too, coming closer to Y/N who let out a relieved sigh, only to look up once again.
“I couldn’t sleep”, she explains, “So I came here to watch the stars.”
“Most people are afraid of the dark”, Genya raised an eyebrow as she fixed her gaze on Y/N instead. She studied her carefully, unsure if she should invest all her hopes and dreams in her – no matter how striking she is.
“Oh, I’m scared of the dark!” Y/N exclaims, pointing up at the sky, “But the night sky is littered with lanterns, meant to guide you home. My mom always told me to look up whenever I feel lost, because the stars will help me find answers to any worry.”
A/N: To be honest I only watched the first season of ‘The Originals’ - Klaus my fave, but i’m kinda basing this around only my knowledge from the first season and a little bit of the second season xxx
A/N/N: Okay so this request just said Klaus, and as I was about to type in the tags…The only Klaus I saw was Klaus Hargreeves… so I’mma do 2…
[Klaus Mikaelson] [Klaus Hargreeves]
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