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It has been nearly a year since we have posted. It is incredibly amazing to come back and see all the love we have received on our unexpectedly long hiatus. We are sincerely thankful. After much discussion, We, the admins, would like to announce that we are trying to write again! We are asking any followers, readers, present or potential, to send in requests to get us back on track.
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ASTRO
Day6
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i dont know if youre doing a halloween special this year, but i loved the bang chan one you did last year where y/n is a werewolf. would you consider writing a sort of continuation of it?? specifically where Chan is turned into a vampire and struggles with it. could you do angst with some fluff please? thank you so much!!!!
Hello, there! I am so sorry for the wait on this one. I know the wait was long, but I hope that you still enjoy it! Please feel free to send another request, if you have one.
This really can be read alone, so you don’t have to read the first one. But! For anyone who has not had the chance to read the first part and wants to, you can read it here!
You knocked on the door in front of you, exhaustion rolling off of you in waves. Your nose kept picking up on weird scents, and it was, very frankly, annoying. Changbin had texted you, an invitation to hang out. He mentioned that Chan had been down and that seeing you would probably make him feel better. ‘Probably is the keyword there’ he had helpfully added. You felt nervous, though you didn’t know.
You were still thinking when the door opened and then promptly shut before you could look up. You could tell it was Chan, by the way that he was shuffling around behind the door, like he couldn’t decide to let you in. “Chan, if it’s messy in there, you don’t have to clean; I’ve seen Jisung’s room, so...” You hear a pause in the movements before there is a slight sniffle. “It’s just… I haven’t been feeling good and I think I have a… cold?” He called out from the other side of the door. “I don’t want you to get sick, in case it’s more than a cold.” It makes sense; Chan has always been one to not like risking others’ wellbeings. “Okay. Is Changbin home? He was the one who invited me.” Chan tells you that he and Jisung have been out all day, and you’re honestly not surprised. “Do you want me to come back later?” You ask softly. You think you can hear him take a deep breath, “If you’re okay with that?”
It’s been a week since Chan originally told you that he thinks he caught something. Normally, you wouldn’t worry, but Changbin and Jisung have been a bit dodgy about keeping you updated on how Chan has been. It doesn’t help that Chan has been responding to your texts way less than he normally did. You worry that he has been hospitalized and the others were too scared to tell you. When you tell that to Jisung, he is quick to assure you that it isn’t anything like that. “He’s still trying to… recover?” He cringes at how unsure he sounds. “Jisung, please just tell me what’s going on.” He must sense your worry and desperation because he sighs. “Alright, just come back with me. Chan can tell you.”
When you enter their apartment, it’s darker than you expected. All the curtains are drawn and some are even layered over each other. It’s also exceptionally clean, which is weird, considering just who lives here. Jisung quickly goes to Chan’s door and knocks before going in. You wait awkwardly. Awkward usually wouldn’t be the word you’d use when you’re about to see Chan again, even if you were only apart for a few hours. However, you feel like something is wrong.
Jisung looks a little bit worried, though it’s not as apparent as his annoyance. “He’s not coming out, but you can go in. I’m gonna go grab some food, or something.” You wait for a few moments after Jisung closes the door before you finally dump your backpack on the floor. The ticking of the clock seems too loud as you go up to Chan’s door. You knock softly, but the noise still startles you. “Chan? Can I come in?” The door creaks open as Chan opens it for you and you watch as he shuffles back to the bed. He has a blanket wrapped around him, despite it being warm in the room.
“You good?” Is what you ask. Just seeing Chan is enough to relieve some of your nerves. Surprisingly, Chan doesn’t show any signs of being sick, or even like he is recovering, but something does seem different. You study him. He’s always been pale, but there is no flush on his cheeks or his ears. He breathes shallowly, but you can’t hear his heartbeat as loudly as you should be able to. Chan is shivering slightly, even under the blanket. “What happened?” You ask. He looks up at you, and you see the dark circles now, more prominent than you ever remember before. “You’re not sleeping well?” You try to prompt again. And are met with more silence. You deflate, slouching into Chan’s desk chair. You spin until your back is to him, and you’re facing his desk. He has papers on music theory spread around, which makes you smile. Your eyes land on one of the photo frames he has on his desk. It holds a picture from his birthday from last year, from when he and you hung out at the park. You’re still remembering that day when Chan speaks, “I was turned into a vampire.” You spin around in his chair to see him picking at the blanket he has around himself. And, everything you noticed about him makes so much sense. Chan is a vampire.
“I haven’t been adjusting very easily, and I knew you would notice everything.” He shifts the blanket so that it is tighter around him, “I kept thinking a bunch of ‘what-if’s’ and I was scared that you wouldn’t come back when I told you.” Your eyes travel along his slumped form. “Can I hug you?” You ask, both needing the reassurance of the hug and wanting to reassure Chan at the same time. Chan hesitates, before he sniffles and laughs waveringly, “Yeah. Sorry if I’m too cold to hug, now.” You spring up and basically hop to the bed. Chan shifts around in his cocoon before he opens it up for you. You’re quick to pull him close to you, relaxing at the way he pushed himself closer to you, “It’s okay, I’m warm enough for both of us.”
HI!!! I AM CRAVING SMTH SUPER SURREAL AND CREEPY EVEN THO ITS XMAS TIME!! would u be willing to write something that kind of plays on surrealism?? ur the first blog i could think of tht might be able to do this one. if u can could u do it for han from skz because i sometimes think about ur soulmate one
Hello! I am so happy to have been able to write this one for you! I loved this request, and I really loved writing it. So, I hope you enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for this request! Please, feel free to request again or to let me know what you think about it.
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Also, if anyone was curious and wanted a song to listen to while reading, I wrote this one while listening to Young and Menace by Fall Out Boy!
The cool air is the first thing that registers, hoarfrost against your skin and in your veins. A leaf rustles as it skips across its fallen brethren, whispering to each one. You push yourself up, squinting against the harsh glare of the sky. Its purple light and the smell of rotting leaves clung to you like wet clothes. Your throat feels like you just got done screaming, but your head pounds like someone just yelled continuously into your ear. This keeps happening. Why? It echoes like your voice, but not your voice.
“Why do you want to leave?” The words keep crossing your mind. Why do you keep trying to leave? Because this isn’t home, is it? Or… rather, this has always been home, hasn’t it? No…
When you inhale again, it’s to breathe in warm, sugary air. Your eyelids feel too heavy, and you can’t force them open. Sounds buzz around you until it starts making sense, like a radio that isn’t tuning correctly. You pick up on words, just pieces, not nearly enough to solve the whole puzzle. Why can’t you wake up?
“...sleep...”
“Just leave...”
“...worried about...”
“...dreams...”
“SW∀Ǝɹp ɹ∩O⅄ O┴ ƎWOƆ˥ƎM”
Your eyes snap open and you sit up. Your eyes first land on a pen pointed directly at you and raised brows. Felix had his arm outstretched, poised to poke you with his pen, and his expression looked both sheepish and shocked. Behind him, Seungmin has one brow raised and his mouth positioned like he’s wondering something. “Good?” Felix asks first, slowly sitting back in his seat. You nod, at him, throat still aching, and you know your voice would sound all scratchy if you were to try talking. Seungmin reaches out to roll a bottle of water across the table, like he could hear your thoughts. You uncap the bottle, raising it to your lips. It never touches your lips because suddenly the bottle is full of… glitter? The dust catches a purple tint and you realize the sky is purple again. You go to move forward. Your foot catches and you can’t move it. Looking down, you realize that you’re in sand now. The purple from the sky becomes less harsh, and is reflecting away from you. An hourglass. You’re running out of time, time is running out, your time is running out.
“Come on! Come on!” You jump, hearing another voice. They’re close, but you can’t see them. Suddenly, the sand starts running from the top, pouring down like a waterfall directly in front of you. The pile builds and builds until another body drops with an “oof” and they sit up to roll out of the way from being buried by the sand. When they turn around, you feel both unsettled and comforted by the mask they’re wearing. You’re struck with a tidal wave of emotion when your eyes settle on his. He looks surprised, like he is feeling the same thing. And, suddenly, the sand begins to rush out from underneath you, and you reach towards the boy, “Grab my hand!” He lurches forward and grips your wrist tightly, and you hope you’ll stay with him this time. Or that he’ll stay with you.
When you land, it’s onto leaves that crunch loudly. A groan slips from your lips before you can stop it, and you hear a groan from next to you, like it was in response. A shadow comes over you, and you’re frozen suddenly, but when you open your eyes, the boy is standing over you with his hand outstretched. You take it, and the world spins as he helps you right yourself. “Where are we now?” He asks, like one of you suddenly had a map, and wouldn’t that be convenient? He snorts, “I wish we had a map.” And, it was like he heard you, “Huh?” He blinks at you, then, “Wha?” A flash of lightning bisects your staring contest. And, the wind, it’s cold, hoarfrost cold. “This is… different.” The boy says. He turns to you, “What do you mean?” You grumble. He shrugs, “Well, you know. It’s usually so bright. It’s too dark here.” And you have no idea what he is talking about, but you nod anyway. It must show on your face because he squints at you, “You… don’t remember.” You think, flashes of dark, spreading shadow, terror, I’m scared, I’m scared, before a warm hand is on your shoulder, “Hey, it’s okay, you don’t need to remember. It’s not important anyway.” You keep your head down, eyeing the yellow stripes on his pants. He smiles at you, “My name is Jisung.”
Jisung, okay, Jisung. And, this feels like a charm, an amulet, something that will keep you safe. When you open your mouth to respond, he shakes his head, “I know.” And he smiles small at you before looking over his shoulder. “Okay, close your eyes.” And, why would you refuse? You’re tired, but aren’t you already asleep?
And, suddenly, the world is warm again. There is a TV playing in the background. The cushion next to you settles as someone shifts their weight. Seungmin is sitting there and Felix is sitting on the floor in front of you. A pair of legs enter your vision, and yellow stripes, “Jisung?” You ask, feeling confusion as the name bubbles up from your throat. “Who?” Changbin asks as he stoops over to look you in the face. You feel your face scrunch up in disappointment. “Wow, okay, (Y/N), don’t look so excited to see your favorite friend.” Seungmin speaks up to disagree, and now all three are arguing over who the favorite is. You roll over, facing the back of the couch, and you’re tired again. And you’re
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
Flying.
“SƎɹ∀W┴HפIN ɹ∩O⅄ O┴ ƎWOƆ˥ƎM”
And when you open your eyes again, Jisung is there next to you. He has his eyes closed, brows furrowed, lips tight. “You’re really good at dragging me back here every time you sleep.” Jisung whispers, quietly, like he’s not sure you’re even awake. “Sorry.” You say when you sit up. “It’s fine, (Y/N). You know I don’t actually mind.” You nod at him, looking around. The leaves aren’t dead, in your immediate area, anyway. Outside of this small area, the trees are bare and the leaves scratch against one another. Jisung remains still and keeps his eyes closed. He still has his mask on, as well as his yellow striped pants. You notice that his gloves match his pants, which makes you smile a bit. Like he can sense your amusement, he blinks his eyes open and raises a single brow, “Yes?” You shrug, your smile growing into a grin. He almost looks annoyed, but the twitch of the corner of his lips betrays him. You look away, taking in the purple sky and the dead trees and the grey clouds. “Jisung, why do you wear that mask?”
Jisung opens a single eye to look at you. Then his shoulders droop, and he opens his other eye, “I have to. Well, that’s not true, really, but when I am here, I have to.” You nod. So, he needs his mask here. Where is here? You think a bit, “And, should I be wearing one?” Jisung shrugs, “You tell me; This is your dream.”
And, when you blink, the sun is blinding you. You sit up, distraught, and look around your room. The sun is warm, but the quiet stillness is odd. Unsettling, even. You expect to hear Seungmin arguing with Changbin, or Felix getting worked up with his game, but: Nothing. And, you hear slow footsteps coming closer to the door. They stop just on the other side of the door, cold dead dread fills you, from your toes to your ears. Four knocks sound out, slowly, intent on making the tension thicker. When the door finally swings open, all that is there is a thick, oily darkness. Nothing more. Except, that’s not true. You see two spots that are darker than the rest that also glint with the sunlight – is it sunlight? – from your room.
“Who are you?” You ask, trying to keep your voice stable and not let it give out like it felt like it would. And, now, you hear breathing, like whatever is in the darkness remembered to breathe. Or, maybe it didn’t need to breathe, but did so any way. The glinting eyes shift, and there is some cracking that makes you wince. And, the darkness from the doorway almost looks like it's oozing into the room, spreading along slowly. It shifts again, before exhaling loudly, and you realize it said something. “What?” You ask carefully, worried about angering it. It moves again, “Marōn.” The voice is gravelly, like it breathed dust, dirt, sand in.
Marōn. Marōn. Marōn. You think about its name. “Who am I?” You shift, coming closer to the edge of the bed. The eyes in the dark narrow, and the darkness comes rushing in. Without thinking, you call out, “Jisung!” And the darkness stops entirely, slowly slinking back towards the figure outside the door. You feel a hand on your shoulder again, “Are you okay?” Jisung’s asking while glaring at the figure that recedes further back into the oily pitch black at the sight of him. When the door closes once more, and the piercing gaze of the creature is hidden, you ask, “What is that? It said ‘Marōn’ when I asked who it was.” Jisung looks over to you, “You really don’t know?” When you shake your head, Jisung reaches toward your face.
“(Y/N), you’ve looked so tired recently.” Felix pokes your cheek again with his fingers. You swat at his hand, and he smiles at the reaction. Seungmin obnoxiously sips on his drink before leaning forward in his seat, “Bad dreams?” He asks. And you shake your head, because he’s neither right nor wrong. In the beginning, it was terrifying, but, now, you have Jisung and a huge mystery you can’t solve because there is no way that you’d have continuous dreams for months on end without it meaning something. Felix looks up from the book he’s reading, “Hey, have you heard this myth…”
Jisung is pacing when you blink your eyes open. When you push yourself up onto your elbows, he stops and drops into a squat next to you. “You really don’t remember? This?” He motions around him, at the cold and dying world you keep coming back to. “You don’t remember who you are? Not even… me?” The more he asks, the more deflated and insecure he looks. You don’t know what to say, except, “You’re Jisung.” He snorts, and shakes his head, “Well, yeah, but.” He fiddles with the gloves he is wearing. You huff, “Then, tell me. Where are we? Who am I? And, you, if you’re Jisung but also Not-Jisung?”
“Drømmeverden, that’s what you called this place, (Y/N).” Jisung smiles, and the darkness creeps further away when he does. He always looks so bright, compared to the rest of the landscape, even when darkness is all that can be seen sometimes. You tilt your head, “I called it that?” He nods at your answer. “That’s what you called it from the day we met; afterall, this is your home.” You blink at him, and he continues to speak, likely sensing that you don’t remember, “This is our home. There are others, too, but I don’t know where they are because I left to find you.” You nod at him, vaguely remembering all those times he appeared out of nowhere, like he was searching for you. He smiles, like he’s remembering something far in the past, before it fades away. “You’re the ruler of this place, actually.”
“Who am I?” You ask again. Jisung smiles again, “I think you know, now.” You nod, you’re beginning to remember, now. Just small glimpses, like seeing a slideshow pass by through your mind. “And, you?” He purses his lips, hiding a grin, “What do you remember?” You sigh and resist the urge to shove at him. “I remember that it is just like you to quiz me at a time like this.” He laughs and you join him. “I remember the others, all seven of them. They’re probably in Yellow Wood.” Jisung is smiling wistfully now. You and he both miss them. “I remember that I – no, that we couldn’t have any of this, if it weren’t for you being here with me.” Jisung smiles shy, now, tries to hide his burning cheeks. “I missed you, Baku.” He grinned at the nickname, “I missed you, too, Sandman.”
i see u have written for day6 👀 do u write for other kbands???
If memory serves correctly, we have written for Day6 and ONEWE so far. But, if you're wanting to send in a request for another Kband, please feel free! We will do our best to fulfill your request 😊
I wanted to ask, should i write the song title or not? 👉👈
You don't have to! If you just want to request without one, you're free to! We're open to any requests that are outside of our specials, so you don't need to include a song, unless you want to!
would you consider doing continuations for some of the scenarios you have written? i loved some of them (like the soobin space one uwu ♥️)
Thank you so much for reading!! It means a lot that you enjoyed that one as much as you did! It was one of my personal favorites to write. I would be willing to consider doing continuations to almost any of the scenarios I've written. If you'd like to see more, please do not hesitate to let me know!!! Again, thank you for reading 😊
if u dont mind my asking what time zone do u live in?? i feel like i sometimes see u active at really different times lol 😂
Hi! I don't mind answering, and if the other admins want, they can also answer later, but I'm in the PST time zone! I do post at random times mostly because my sleeping schedule is non-existent and also the bane of my existence.
i was hoping you guys would do something for hogwarts!! i love your writing to bits 💞 would you consider yeonjun (txt) + hogwarts + magic island by txt. i know you already wrote a yeonjun one with magic island but the last one you did for the chrsitmas special was absolutely lovely and i need more. thank you!!!! 💙🌟
Hello! Again, thank you so much for all of your requests. Please do not hesitate to send in more, as it means a lot to us to have recurring requests from one person ❤ I really, really hope you like this one, as I had so much fun writing it! Enjoy~!
“I know, I know, I’m cute.” Huening Kai said, bowing to each of you before standing up again. Taehyun huffed a little, “No, not now.” That made your little group laugh a bit. Huening Kai put a hand on his chest in mock offense before turning around dramatically and throwing his yellow and black scarf over his shoulder, the end of the scarf weakly slapping at Taehyun’s arm. Soobin laughed his small, squeaky laugh, grinning at their antics. You also couldn’t help but laugh loudly, fondly. A cold breeze caused you to reach up and adjust the long scarf that sat on your own shoulders.
Huening Kai had convinced the whole group to take one weekend off to Hogsmeade “before you guys become mummified to the chairs in the library.” Soobin had been entirely willing to go, needing to stock up on a bunch of snacks before he ran out. Taehyun agreed to go once you had, not really wanting to study by himself, not that he really needed to study in the first place. Currently, the little group was headed for Honeydukes, to buy unholy amounts of sweets.
After you’d gathered a few of the candies you wanted and paid for them, you waited on the others. Specifically, you were waiting on Kai and Soobin, who had piles of snacks cradled in each of their arms. “We’re going to wait outside for you two to finish!” Taehyun called out to them over the murmur of the other Hogwarts students. They barely acknowledged him, and Taehyun huffed in exasperation.
While shivering under the drifting snow flakes outside of Honeydukes, you and Taehyun discuss the classes you’re taking that year, watching your two friends who seem to be arguing over some treats. “Taehyun, (Y/N)!” You’re both surprised, whipping around to look at who called out to you. You grin once you spot Yeonjun and Beomgyu pushing through the snow to greet you. Beomgyu eyes some of the candy you have bundled in your arms, and you feel like you couldn’t resist giving some of it to him. The Gryffindor thanks you, a victorious grin on his face as he turns to Taehyun, aiming to get more free candy. You turn to the Slytherin beside him, holding out the bag full of treats. “Thanks, (Y/N).” Yeonjun reaches into the bag, grabbing a small chocolate. The smile he offers you is sweeter than the candy in your arms, making you feel warmer than Butterbeer. Though the snow blocks out the stars in the sky, you can still see them in Yeonjun’s eyes.
You turn to listen back into Taehyun and Beomgyu’s conversation about Divination class. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Yeonjun wrapping his arms tighter around himself, noting his scarf is missing. Quickly, you unravel yours and hook it over Yeonjun’s shoulders. He looks completely surprised, before smiling gratefully. Beomgyu snickers, while Taehyun just smiles, looking away as if to give the moment between you and the Slytherin some privacy.
“Hey, guys!” Huening Kai greets right away once he steps out of Honeydukes, Soobin, who lets his eyes flick over the scarf now settled over Yeonjun’s shoulders, right behind the younger Hufflepuff. Kai proceeds to ask them what candies they prefer, trying to prove Soobin wrong about whatever it was that they'd been heatedly discussing inside. After humoring him a bit, Yeonjun turns to you, a shy smile on his face. “Want to go to Three Broomsticks together?” Your cheeks get warmer, but before you can answer, Beomgyu interrupts, “That’s a great idea, Yeonjun! We should go get some butterbeer.” The other three agree easily, seemingly not noticing Yeonjun’s slight pout or Beomgyu’s eyes glinting mischievously.
Beomgyu rallies the others as they walk the short distance to Three Broomsticks. You lag behind them slightly, in step with Yeonjun, who still has a pout on his face. You laugh brightly, covering your mouth, when Yeonjun’s pout grows. “It’s okay, Yeonjun; We can still sit together.” He turns to you, now, pout slipping off his face. Yeonjun’s face splits into a smile, and you are quick to return it. Gently, you reach out into the space between you and him, hooking your pinky with his. When you look back into Yeonjun’s face, he is staring back at you, starstruck. Shyly, with a pretty pink blooming on his cheeks (one not caused by the cold), he moves his hand fully into yours, lacing his fingers with yours. Before you catch up with your friends, Yeonjun stops and you stop right alongside him.
“Would you want to come with me next weekend? On… a date?” Yeonjun asks, shyness gradually being replaced with a sort of confidence. You smile at him once more - it seems that when you’re with Yeonjun, you can’t stop smiling. “I would love to.” At your response, he squeezes your hand, a laugh bubbling out of him in pure joy. You begin walking again, Yeonjun practically skipping beside you, swinging your arms between you and him, his smile as bright as a unicorn’s coat. Your chest swells, feeling like a fairy’s wings were tickling against your ribcage. You know instantly that you will never want nor be able to forget this moment, with Yeonjun’s warm hand in yours and his boyish grin and his twinkling starry eyes. You don’t need to be able to use magic to be able to know that Yeonjun makes you feel magical things.
im so excited for your next special!! i was looking at your past specials and you dont mind if we request a group not listed right? then i hope this is ok!! soobin (txt) / space academy (or space exploration) / run away by txt!! thank you!! lots of love and support!! - 👑anon
Hello, again! I really hope you enjoy reading this one as much as the others. I really enjoyed writing this one, and I hope I get the chance to write more like it! Anyways, please read and enjoy!
You watched the stars passing by, though they definitely were not passing as fast as it felt. Space was endless, always stretching on, consuming everything as far as the eye could see. It was both comforting, like a blanket, and chilling, similar to a sea.
"Hey," Soobin comes to stand beside you, "A lot on your mind?" You shrug; it's a mix of thinking about a lot and wanting a break from thinking. "Not really. You?" Soobin smiles, small. "Same as you."
You stand together quietly, staring at the stars in the distance. "Actually, I'm thinking about our days at the academy." Soobin admits, quietly. You smile, "It all seemed so simple then."
Back then, it was so exciting to think about leaving the academy on Ganymede. You looked forward to the graduation ceremony in which the final assignment would be announced. You were assigned with one of your closest friends, Soobin. He, in fact, was the captain of your squad. Alongside him were your other friends, Yeonjun, Beomgyu, Taehyun, and Kai.
The final mission sounded so easy, too. Go to Hyades, chart the star cluster, and return to the academy with results. There wasn't supposed to be danger like this, but here you were. Already, you'd been attacked a few different times by unidentified groups. You didn't even know if they were human or not.
"Remember when Yeonjun tripped when he was walking up to the stage after our final assignments?" Soobin laughed a little at the memory. It made you smile, the worries you had melting away.
"What about when you slipped during one of our practice flights and sprained your wrist?" You smiled at the captain. He huffed as he shoved you gently with his shoulder.
Your conversation continued like this, you and Soobin laughing at memories from being academy students. Eventually, the conversation slowed down.
"Do you regret it? Becoming an emissary?" Soobin looked to you, smile slipping from his face. You looked back out to the ocean of stars. Then you decided, "No. I don't think I ever will." He nods at your answer, lips puffing out in a slight pout as he considered your answer. You continued, "After all, if I didn't, we wouldn't have met." That seems to bring a smile back to his face, however shy it may be.
"Do you think there's a place we can just go and hide? Away from all of this." You ask Soobin this time. He shrugs. Soobin seems to think for a bit about your question. Then, "What, like a magic island?" His smile is bright, eyes like stars. It makes you smile, this moment like magic. Soobin always felt like magic, no matter how unrealistic it sounded.
"Maybe we don't need to hide." You reply. He nods at you, "Maybe. But, if we're together, we could swim through space." You laugh at his words. With a surge of courage, Soobin takes your hand in his, "Shall we run away?"
hi!! my friend told me to request from you since she really likes your writing!! i recently got into txt so can i get yeonjun + superhero + drama by txt? thank you so much!! me and my friend send you all our love!
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You tugged slightly on the mask covering the top half of your face, adjusting it slightly before turning to face the person behind you. "Thank you for the help." The masked person nodded slightly, looking at the mess surrounding you both, "Yeah, of course. You could pay me back with dinner, if you want." The eyes of the masked blinked very exaggeratedly at you with a tilt of his head. You shook your head. You've learned at this point, after having to ask, that when he blinks at you like that, he's actually meaning to wink. He laughed at your playful scoff.
"Spidey, please. Two heroes can't just go out for a nice dinner after a patrol." He laughs a nasally laugh again, shaking his head as he does so. You watch as he stands up from his crouched position, the white of his costume's cape and hood glinting under the light of the moon. "It was nice working with you," the arachnid hero waves with his back facing you, as he shoots a web up and swings out of your view.
You have no idea how you began doing these nightly patrols with Spider-Man. He had just recently begun his hero activities, maybe a few weeks ago.
You sigh. Being a superhero wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Often, you ended up injured and way busier than the average person your age, having to balance other duties with your vigilante activities. You could hear sirens approaching your location, and you groaned. You were too sore for this. That was another thing: the cops do not approve of you trying to serve justice.
You climbed up onto the fire escape, after cuffing the criminals you and Spider-Man had fought off. When you finally reached the top of the building, you huffed. No amount of hero work would prepare you for running up several flights of stairs. "Oh, hey, fancy seeing you here!" You barked out a laugh at the voice that greeted you.
Lately, the spider hero had been sticking around. To annoy you, or to help you in case you needed it, you didn't know. You appreciated it, regardless of his intentions. "Yeah, it's only been, like, ten minutes." You straightened up, hands behind your head to let more air into your lungs, "You could've helped me cuff them, you know." Spider-Man hummed slightly, "Yeah, but you do it so much better." You shook your head at him, frowning just a bit, "Oh, yeah, sure." His laugh rings out again. He does that a lot, laugh with you. It's not that he didn't when your paths first crossed, but it never sounded as genuine as it does now.
He waves at you again, this time with the intention of really leaving. He jumps off the edge of the building, and you spot him swinging further down the street.
When you wake up the next morning, you're incredibly thankful for the day off from work. But, you're hungry and you're positive that you don't have much left in your kitchen. Begrudgingly, you lifted your body from the mattress, disentangling yourself from your blanket. Finally, you're locking the door to your apartment. You're surprised out of your tired reverie when your neighbor greets you, "Oh, hey, (Y/N)." You look at him, greeting him back with a smile, "Hi, Yeonjun."
Yeonjun had been your neighbor for around a month at this point, but you haven't really had the chance to talk to him, between your day job and your hero work. "Late night at work?" He asks, leaning against the wall beside his door. You stifle a yawn, "You have no idea." He laughs, and something really makes you want to smile at it. He shrugs, "Actually, I think I get it." You nod, a little dazed. Your mind is still stuck on the sound of his laugh. That laugh...
Then it clicks, Spider-Man. Yeonjun is Spider-Man. And, suddenly, everything else clicks. The hero began his patrols just shortly after Yeonjun moved in, and their laughs were almost identical, although his current laugh sounded almost shy.
"Are you busy?" Yeonjun asks, shyness clear on his face. You hum, like you're in thought, "It depends, I think," you say teasingly. Yeonjun catches on, "What about breakfast?" He says it with more confidence, adding a... wink? He looked like he just blinked at you. "(Y/N)?" He smiles.
You smile back, "Yeah, sure, let's get breakfast together." His smile is so bright, making you blush slightly. The day seems to pass so quickly, since you can't seem to forget that laugh and those smiles.
The moon is bright, but no longer full. Despite the fact the moon waned slightly, Spider-Man's, no, Yeonjun's costume was bright as ever. "Man, there was no action tonight." He sighed as he plopped down beside you, feet hanging off the edge of the building. You only nod.
"Hey, Spidey." You say after a few moments. He looks at you, the eyes of his costume's mask squinting in question. "What made you start," you trail off to circle your wrist and point at him, "this?" He looks down in, one eye remaining squinted, the other less so. You imagine one of Yeonjun's brows are raised. "What made you decide to become Spider-Man?" He only shrugs, "It's… a long story. One for some other time." He swings his legs, and you nod at him.
"Yeonjun." Is all you say this time. He only hums in question again, then he reacts. "Wait, wait." He jumps onto his feet, agility kicking in. He's quickly in his fighting stance. "Yeonjun, wait, don't worry!" You tug at the strings of your mask, letting it fall off your face, "It's me!"
He pauses. "(Y/N)?" You nod. Then he laughs. And continues laughing. "How long have you known?" You respond, telling him that you literally just found out this morning. "You rejected me for dinner all those other times, but you're fine with breakfast?" You laugh. It sounds silly, when put like that. "Well, we could get dinner tonight. But not dressed like this." He nods, pulling you to stand. He holds his hand out to you, "Ready to go home?"
hi again!!! im super excited for this special!! i also hope youre all well. hhopefully this is okay still but can i request again? i watched txt's eternally mv and had major feels so can i have yeonjun and/or soobin(txt) (can you tell i bias yeonbin) + fantasy au like their music videos + eternally by txt? thank you su much!!!!!
Hello! It is here!! Thank you so much for requesting from us, 👑 anon! Like I said previously, please feel free to request from us again! I will try my best to fulfill your requests. Also, look forward to the next few days, as I will likely be posting one or the other of your requests! Now, please enjoy~~!
The world around you was so bright and beautiful. There were trees and other lush greenery, only divided by a slowly trickling river. You continued looking around, noting that you weren’t alone. Soobin was asleep, head in your lap. His ears were large and pointed, which is something already you knew, but it also just stuck out to you in that moment. You carefully played with his purple hair, not wanting to wake him. To your left, there was movement as Yeonjun sat down beside you again. He smiled, looking almost angelic among the beauty around you. You smiled before looking back down to Soobin. Yeonjun was humming something, though you didn’t recognize it. He stopped abruptly, for some reason.
When you looked at him, you froze. From his blonde hair sprouted tall horns. Instantly, everything felt wrong. The trees were too quiet, like they were just an illusion. The floor beneath you felt too cold. All at once, the air became hotter and more stagnant with smoke and ash. Soobin felt too still in your lap, too. You turned to Yeonjun and saw that he must have been wounded. His hand landed on your shoulder, and you shook it off your shoulder, panic beginning to rise in you as you looked back down to the head of purple hair, “Yeonjun, Soobin needs help.” He seemed to not hear what you said, lifting his hand back to your shoulder, “(Y/N), you have to wake up.” His voice, it sounded like Yeonjun, but it sounded muffled, like your ears were stuffed with cotton. Then, there was a loud noise, like glass shattering.
You jumped upright, startling the two boys next to you. Soobin was quick to grab your shoulder to steady, as you almost tipped forward off the bench. “Are you okay?” Yeonjun asked, clearly worried about you. His hand was warm on your arm. You took a few seconds to look around, noting that five sets of eyes were carefully watching you. Beomgyu and Kai were crouched in front of a broken dish, cleaning the pieces up, while Taehyun was sitting in a chair, phone abandoned in his lap. You tried to steady your breathing, before nodding to Yeonjun with a smile, “I guess I was just startled.” He nods at you. Soobin still has an arm around your shoulder when he asks, “Were you having a bad dream?” You thought for a few moments. The only thing you remembered was the abrupt feeling of despair you had. You shrug as you answer, “I don’t remember.” You settled back, relaxing into Soobin’s side again, listening to Yeonjun’s light humming.
When you open your eyes again, you are alone. You're leaning back onto your hands behind you. The air is burning again, and the sky can’t be seen past all the smog in the air. There is ash floating like snowflakes, but the scene is far from beautiful. Everything around you is destroyed. The world is broken. I want to end this world, a voice distantly echoes in your mind. Fire rained from the smoke clouds, making the ground shake with each impact. “This is the end?” You find yourself asking out loud. “At least we’re not alone.” Yeonjun answers, hand resting over yours. His blonde hair is being blown in the fiery wind, eyes staring up at where yours had been just moments ago. Soobin replies, too, “We have each other, even if this is the end of the world.” He smiles at you, sadly, bravely even, but he still makes the effort to not look sad. You look back at the sky, “Yeah,” your voice is thick, betraying the emotions you would rather hide. Your eyes burn more from something else now.
“(Y/N), I lo-” Yeonjun’s voice is cut off by a loud roar from above. You don’t look away from him as he finishes talking, not being able to hear, but you see what he says anyway. You repeat the words to him, then turn to Soobin to say the same thing. He smiles shakily again, then speaks like what he’s saying is a secret for only you, him, and Yeonjun, “Please wake up.”
When you sit up, thick tears instantly run down your cheeks. You don’t even remember the dream, but the emotions were still there. “Please wake up” kept echoing over and over again in your head. You grabbed your phone, opening the chat you had with Yeonjun and Soobin: Please don’t go.
oh!! i forgot to say that it's me!! 👑 anon!! i requested that yeonbin fantasy one! (and... the soobin space and yeonjun hogwarts lol) sorry for the spam! also, if you don't mind me asking you do stan txt? what did you think about the eternally mv?
Hello, 👑 anon!! It’s good to see you again! I am so glad you highly anticipated this special in the way that you did! I thoroughly enjoyed writing for you, so please don’t hesitate to send more requests in!
I do stan TXT, actually! They really are amazing haha! As for the Eternity mv... Wow. It was actually so good! Not going to lie, I did cry a few times watching it. I literally cannot stress enough how good I thought it was. On that note, I hope you enjoy the fantasy request!
Hi! Idk if you're still taking requests for the special, but if you are: Jeongin (Stray Kids) / Witch AU / "crushcrushcrush" by Paramore. Jacob (The Boyz) / Robot AU / "Hard Feelings" by Poppy.
Hello, anon! thank you for taking the time to request from us! I apologize for the wait, but it is here, now! Also, Admin AJ is still trying to find the time to complete your Jacob request, so please keep an eye out for that!
Chan nudged you with his knee, making you hum in question.When he didn’t respond, you lolled your head lazily to rest on the couch cushion to up at his figure seated on the couch above you. You frowned at him, seeing that he was looking at his phone, smile on his face. “Chan.” He looked up, “Felix is coming over and he’s bringing Jeongin.” At the name, you frowned more, “Great.” Chan only raised his brows before turning back to his phone.
It’s not that you don’t like Felix, or even Jeongin. Felix was like a weird brother, and Jeongin, well. You liked Jeongin. A lot, actually. But that was the problem; Jeongin didn’t seem to like you. Or, well, he did, but it also really felt like he didn’t. The one time you complained about it to Minho, he rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he murmured, “Ah, to be young again.” Minho wasn’t even that much older, despite being a full-fledged warlock.
You sighed, trying to think up an excuse quick enough to be able to escape before Jeongin got here. When you turned to Chan, he was already looking at you, “Nope.” You huffed a small laugh, “What.” Chan raised his brows again when you opened your mouth again, “You’re not leaving. I know you don’t have anything to do today. Plus Felix would be sad that you left without saying hello.” You threw your head back and groaned. Then you lifted your head, “Minho can’t keep a secret, I swear.” Chan just laughed.
It was quiet for a few more minutes, your attention focused back on the tv. “You know.” Chan started. “Chan, if you’re gonna suggest I use my magic on Jeongin, I’m gonna curse the next three meals you eat.” Chan was awkwardly silent. Then, quietly, “Sorry.” You nodded at him, it really wasn’t that big of a deal. Just because you were a witch didn’t mean you had to like using your magic, especially for things like that. Sure, you liked Jeongin a lot, but you were not going to use it on him. Minho said the same thing. For a warlock who was supposed to be your “sagely and wise” mentor, he sure gave bad advice sometimes.
When Felix walked in, unlocking the door like he owned the place, he grinned seeing you, “(Y/N)!” He walked over to you and pulled you into a hug, before he stole the spot you’d taken on the couch. Jeongin walked in, smiling his brightest smile, dimples on full display, “Hi.” You smiled, knowing that you probably looked more ecstatic to see him than Felix, which, Absurd. You sat on the floor in front of the couch where Chan was and Jeongin sat in front of Felix. Felix reached for the remote, “So, what are we watching today?”
It’d been at least a week since you had a movie marathon - of, like, eight wizard movies (which is ironic, given that you’re capable of using magic, too, but you were never invited to a magic school) - and you had been hanging out with Felix and, by extension, Jeongin, since Chan was too busy. If you thought you had it bad before, you had severely underestimated how much you liked Jeongin. It was like push and pull, a game tug-of-war. It really felt like Jeongin liked you, but whenever you expected he could ask you out, he pulled back. It was frustrating, but at the same time, it was more than you interacted with him before.
“Hey, (Y/N)? You know about magic, right?” Jeongin approached you, which surprised you, because Jeongin seemed like he would never talk to you on his own, without Felix, who was running late for some reason. “Yeah, I do. Why?” He was quiet for a few seconds. Then he pulled out a trinket from his pocket, “Minho gave this to me. I don’t know what it is.” You looked at it with curiosity. It was a charm, one that you had actually seen the warlock working on. “Oh, it’s a confidence charm. That was nice of him!” You smiled at Jeongin. He smiled back, then put the charm back into his pocket. He looked like he wanted to say more but was cut off by Felix sliding into the booth beside you, “You guys would not believe how many dogs were on the way here!”
The longer you hung out with Jeongin, you noticed little things. The game of emotional tug-of-war continued, just as tense as it was, before something would snap the tension, everything being reset to how it was before. Well, everything was almost back to normal each time, aside from the few times you’d see Jeongin’s gaze lingering on you for a few more seconds before he’d quickly turn away. It frustrated you a little bit, how it was clear that you liked him and he liked you, but neither of you could say what you wanted to. It was like magic sealed your lips, though you knew that wasn’t true; you’d sense the curse.
You just wish you could tell Jeongin, and you had a lot that you wanted to tell him, but it really seemed like it would never happen at this point. You felt like you were losing hope, really. But, there really wasn’t much that you could do. This would just be an unrequited crush, no matter how much you wanted the relationship you had with Jeongin to be more than it was.
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Halloween Special 🎃
Day 1 - Kihyun (Monsta X) / Vampire
Day 2 - Jihun (KNK) / Vampire
Day 3 - Jun (SVT) / Couple’s Costume
Day 4 - Jaeyoon (SF9) / Superhero
Day 5 - Jacob (The Boyz) / Scary movies
Day 6 - Xion (ONEUS) / Werewolf
Day 7 - Hanse (Victon) / Haunted House
Day 8 - Hwanwoong (ONEUS) / Costume Party
Day 9 - Jaemin (NCT) / Vampire
Day 10 - Yugyeom (GOT7) / Hybrid
Day 11 - SF9 (Guess the Member!) / Zombie Apocalypse
