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writing-by-mimi · 2 years

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Under the Royal Eyes

Fandom: Obey Me

Genre: Romance, Horror

Pairing: Diavolo x GN!MC x Barbatos

Chapter: 4 Of ?

Summary: Even something as pure as love can become twisted.

Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.

Note: Tumblr massively fucked up the font all over the place, and everytime I try to fix or edit it, it just seems to spread...so...ya. It is how it is...

It wasn't hard to find Lord Diavolo and Barbatos. One just need know where to look. They would answer him this time.

Door opening Lucifer walked in, closing the door behind himself. He didn't care he was interrupting whatever the two were speaking of. "Twenty-five down, three up." His words rang clearly through the room. The look of the men one of shock. "A human soul suffers in death." He seethed. "Mc is piecing together small bits. They don't know what happened yet, but it isn't hard to tell."

"I...I didn't think it-"

"YOU DIDNT THINK AT ALL!" The Avatar of Pride roared. "You held them down until their soul faded. Did you not see? Not care? Or had you abused Mcs body to a point were a new body was the only option?!" He panted heavily. "And you!" He turned to Barbatos. "You let it happen! All of this, Mc suffering, for a lesson? "

"Yes."

They had moved you somewhere you hadn't been before in the castle. While learning to use your new legs, you walked all around, but never over here. Sitting on a hallway lounge couch, the brothers gathered some ways away from you, after you had calmed and began to whisper.

"They fucking drowned Mc." Levi whispered harshly. "Why?!"

"I don't know, but I'm about to go and ram my foot up his ass, I don't care if the mother fucker is a Prince or not!" Mammon crossed his arms.

"They... I..." Belphie sighed.

"You're different." Asmodeus tried to reassure the seventh born.

"Your right. We both made sure Mc couldn't breath and stole their life. Yep totally different." Sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"You didn't know Mc then. Lord Diavolo does. He's courting them." Levi shivered. "Who does that to someone they are courting?"

"I hope Satan isn't making to much of a mess." Beel couldn't help it, he was worried about his brother, about you, about how you became so scared...

"If he is, oh well." Asmodeus deadpanned. "Not really what we need to worry about."

"Where the fuck is Mc?" Mammon glanced behind himself to reveal you weren't their anymore. "Fuck sake."

You couldn't help it. Legs seemingly moving on their own to place you infront of a door. You weren't sure why, but the door terrified you.

Why would you walk here? Was this were the accident happened? It could explain why you were so scared...

Your hand was already on the handle, opening it. A putrid smell hitting your nose made you gag. Creeping inside slowly, you could see someone sleeping on the bed. Maybe they could answer some questions? Why did this room smell so bad? Did they need help?

Walking over, you couldn't understand your feelings. Tears falling from your eyes as the uncontrollable need to lay next to them took hold. Slotting yourself against them, you ignored the smell. Who was this person? Why were they so cold?

Why did it make you cry?

Movement caught your attention, prying your eyes from the person in front of you, you saw Belphegor. "Why are they so cold?"

Belphegor felt his stomach drop. Of all the places to wander off... and here you were. Curled up next to your own dead body, unaware. You still were so fresh, you didn't understand death in its totality. Asking innocent questions like why your own corpse was cold...

"You should come back with me, the others are looking for you." His voice barely above a whisper, eyes focused on the corpse you were embracing so gently.

"Can we help them?"

This wasn't a conversation you needed to have now. Not while embracing your own body. Probably not for at least another few months, for your own sanity. "Mc, come with me." He offered a soft smile while he took out his phone and sent a group text.

Lord Douchewads chambers ASAP SOS

"Did they do something bad...like I did?"

Belphegor let out a deep sigh. How the fuck was he supposed to explain this? How was anyone? "If you come with me, we can go get someone to help." Maybe that would help get you away.

"Bad. Bad. Bad, bad, bad." You repeated. "I was bad." Your eyes never leaving the person you were cuddled too. "Twenty-five under, three up."

It was eerie. You sat describing your own death holding your own lifeless body...and you had no idea. The childlike innocence of trying to help, of not wanting to let go.

"My other one. It had butterflies." You kept staring at the neck. "No breath, but no butterfly." Your voice was sad, more tears slipping from your eyes.

Butterflies. Belphegor recoiled. The other time you had died. When he had choked you so hard, left bruises of each individual finger wrapped around your neck. When he had pulled back after taking your life, his grip had left a mark, almost akin to a butterfly. Mc had experienced that death. Had even seen their own body dissapear...and here you were again. Another body you had to witness, the only difference being that now you held more innocence, lack of comprehension because you hadn't learned that hard part of the world yet. Maybe this is karma. Cosmic punishment for what I did...

"Belphie! What's going-" Asmo slammed his face into his hands. He couldn't look. He had seen you.. The old you... your body so neglected. Slowly lowering his hands, he turned to Mammon as he entered. "Don't." His voice pleading.

It was too late. He felt like he was gonna be sick. How many times would you be dead in front of him? How many times was he gonna fail ya? "Mc, hey," He called softly, trying his hardest to keep his shit together. "We've been looking for ya, so why don't ya come back with us." He offered a smile. It felt so wrong. Smiling and trying to pretend this was OK. It wasn't.

"They were bad, like me." You told Mammon. "Will I get cold too?"

"Sweetheart," He slowly made his way over to you, and your dead body, reaching out for you gently, as not to scare you. "Ain't nothin' like that happenin' ta ya if I can help it." His hand on yours now he gently began to pull you away. "C'mon, we should go. Everyone else is still looking for ya. Let's show 'em your alright."

"I'm okay?" You asked with worry in your tone, hesitant to leave the body.

"I'm the Great Mammon, your first guy." He reassured you softly, "an if I say your OK, your OK." He continued to pull you away.

"But-" your hand grabbed back onto the person. Sitting up next to them, Mammon never released your hand. You swallowed hard. Something was wrong. You didn't know what, but something was wrong. "I'm not in trouble? I've been bad." You whispered. "When I'm bad I can't breath."

Mammon was a hair-trigger away from breaking down as he spotted Lucifer and the others enter. Putting his hand on the side of your face so you would continue to look at him, and not spot Lord Diavolo or Barbatos amoung the others he let out a shaky breath.

Lucifer appeared in your sight, standing on the edge of the bed behind Mammon, who was sat next to you. You'd never seen Lucifer like this, but his eyes and gentle smile told you it was him. "You look pretty." A soft smile on your face.

"I used to be an angel. They called me The Morning Star. Would you like to hear more about it?" His tone tender.

You nodded.

He offered his hand, your grasp slowly letting go of the other person. You looked back as the two men gently helped you off the bed. You couldn't help it, eyes drawn to the other. They hadn't moved at all. Black feathers obscured your view now. Lucifers hand resting on your back as his other hand still held yours. "Will I get cold next time I'm bad?" Worry in your tone.

Lucifer gently squeezed your hand. Your innocence in asking such a question, not fully grasping the situation... "No." His eyes resting above his wings, looking at Diavolo and Barbatos. "I'll never allow you to be as cold as that." He continued to guide you around the bed, keeping your corpse out of your view.

Another doorway caused you to stop. You could see it from where you stood. Lucifers gentle chiding for you to continue to walk seemed so far away. "I need to go there." You said softly, legs starting to take you there, only Lucifers grasp stopping you. "It's were my place is. Under the water. Twenty-five down, three up. I need to learn my place..." Your eyes focused solely on the door and nothing else. "Bad people learn their place. I deserve to be cold."

If it was in his power, he would rip those two apart for the roles they played in all of this. "Mc, do you know what your describing?"

You shook your head. All you knew was in there, you had been underwater. Someone was mad at you. You must have been bad. Like last time. "Why didn't I get a butterfly this time?"

A butterfly? Lucifer wasn't sure what you ment. "Where did you see this...butterfly?"

You turned, letting go of his hand, gently pushing his wings down. Pointing at the person's neck you spoke. "Last time I had a butterfly."

Your previous death. Belphegors fingers would leave marks. You had seen it. Lived it...

"Do you know the person in the bed, Mc?" Leviathans voice held a nervous tone.

You shook your head. "No."

Lucifer returned his wings, blocking your sight. Part of you knew. Deep in your soul. Being so new... you wouldn't be able to put it together. Not yet. You referred to your corpse as 'I' but yet couldn't tell it was your previous body. Picking you up quickly, he held you tightly in his arms, your own wrapping around his shoulders as he carried you bridal style, making sure his wings blocked so many things. The bathroom door. Your corpse. Lord Diavolo and Barbatos. He would shield you from all of it as long as he needed too.

Commotion erupted behind him as he exited. He would deal with it later. For now, getting you away from your own corpse was his objective.

As soon as Lucifer had exited with you, Mammon made a bee line for the Prince. Left fist colliding heavily to the side of his head, staggering Diavolo. "Cold. Mc thinks they deserve to be dead because of you!"

Lord Diavolo regained his balance. Head held in shame. He had done that to you. Left you confused. Scared. Your resurrection into a new body was supposed to be a happy one. One where you remembered everything. Where you wouldn't be scared, but looking forward to new adventures.

Instead he had filled your soul with so much doubt. Fear. How would he fix this?

Asmodeus had emerged from the bathroom, small damp rag in hand, running it over your corpse. "I'll dress them...for their funeral."

"We should lay Mc to rest in the human world." Beelzelbub slowly approached your body.

Mammon held the front of Diavolos shirt. "What else did you do to 'em?" He growled. "I ain't leavin' till ya tell me, you cocksucker."

You still smelled of the room. Some of your... fluids... from your corpse were on your clothes. It would be negligent to leave you in them and let you continue to carry the smell of death.

"Mc, I know you may be afraid of water... but we need to get you cleaned up and changed." He gently lead you to the bathroom in his reserved castle chambers. Asmodeus was better at this, but he wasn't here. He also didn't want Asmo to have to deal with any fall out. It would hurt him too much.

You took in a deep breath, eyes full of fear as you looked at the tub. "We won't use the tub." He assured, showing you the shower. Holding your hand he turned it on, making you jump. "You're not submerged in the shower. You stand. I can leave the door open too. I'll be here the whole time."

"You will?"

"Yes. I'll be here." He retrieved his phone from his pocket. Sending a quick text to Beel for him to ask Lord Diavolo or Barbatos for a change of clothes. As he went to put it in his pocket it went off. Checking it, he couldn't help his smile. Mammon had punched the prince and was going to push until he had answers. It brought a happy hum to his upturned lips. "Beel will be by with clothes. Would you like help undressing?" He looked up as he put his phone in his pocket, your top already over your head. Looking away he blushed. Your body, although made of different parts, was seemless. Just looking at you, you would have no idea. It looked natural. Everything proportional. Skin smooth. Hair strong and healthy.

Pulling your bottoms off, you stood by the shower door. Face pensive. "Will it be cold? ...I don't want to be cold."

Removing a glove, he stood next to you and checked the temperature. Your soul resided inside of a demon form now. A safe temperature for a human body was always cold to him.

Turning up the hot water, he checked it again. It is what he would use. "Here" he guided your hand into the stream. "Warmer, or cooler?"

Still holding his hand, you stepped in slowly. Stream hitting your back. "Promise you won't leave." Your voice pleading.

"I will be here, though you will need this." He shook your hand gently.

"Ok" you nodded as you released it and continued to stand under the stream. "How long do I wait till I'm done?"

Lucifer began to laugh. You were adorable. He missed you, but this was you. Confused. Innocent. You would be yourself soon, but doing something as simple as teaching you to shower filled him with pride. It reminded him of caring for his brothers when they were young.

"What's so funny?" A pout taking over your face.

"You are. You remind me of caring for my brothers." He admitted. "It's been so long since those days." He sighed.

Beel set the clothes on the vanity, keeping his eyes turned away. "Lucifer used to wash my hair, because I had to hold Belphie. He would always fall asleep." He reminisced.

A small giggle left you as you imagined small Beel and Belphie. Beel was tall, muscular. His face wasn't very expressive, but his eyes were. They were pretty to you. Soft, kind. Beel made you feel safe.

"Will Satan come back, even if I was bad?" Thinking of all the brothers, the only one you hadn't seen yet after the garden was him

"Satan is the Avatar of Wrath, he'll be back when he finishes his business. He'll always come back to you." Lucifer assured. "We all will, Mc."

"I like this better. The bath is bad. I was bad." Your thoughts shifting again. It was confusing, bouncing from one topic to the other. "Why didn't they stop, Lucifer? I begged them to stop. They killed me. Left me to rot. I was so cold."

For a moment you seemed so lucid. But the confusion clouded your thoughts again. The demon could see it in your eyes. You stood staring at the back of the shower.

Beel stepped forward and waved his hand in front of your face. It caught your attention. Almost as if snapping out of a fog, you offered the demon with kind eyes a smile. "Am I done now?"

Mammon was furious. Lord Diavolo and Barbatos had come clean. Lucifers theory was right, and it was so much worse. If you had been a demon, Mammon would have called it fair game. That's how it was here, but you were human.

Humans saw forced sex as bad. A crime. Rape. Demons, not so much. There weren't any laws against it. This was the Devildom. It's survival of the fittest, and demons had a weird sense of love and what was considered 'loving".

Down here, rape was a high compliment. That you were so fucking attractive that they had to have you. An if it happened to you, it just ment you lost the rat race in magic and physical strengths. It didn't happen out in public, demons at least had a bit of decency, but not much more.

They should have known. That doing it all completely the demon way would be terrible for you.

Taking you and being controlling, a human wouldn't like it, but it was handable.

Raping you and extreme Punishments weren't. You were human. An all because you acted like a normal human who found out their friends were killed and reacting to what happened to you... it should have never been so fucking harsh a punishment.

"I've been told to tell Mc you can be trusted. That you won't hurt them. I've been fucking lying to them. Why the fuck should I tell them any of that?"

"Lord Diavolo has learned Mc is to be placed above himself in every way. A hard lesson learned, but it also ensures Mc will no longer suffer. Things can be done correctly this time." Barbatos told Mammon. " I regret that it had to be this way, but Mc had a body in waiting. One I knew I would be able to complete with you and your brothers help. While looking for Solomon in the timeline, them being human doomed them in a different way. I've killed two birds with one stone. The lesson learned and a stronger body for Mc."

"Did ya fuckin' stop to think ta ask Mc?" He growled. "No, you didn't. I ain't gonna lie for ya."

"Don't." Diavolo told him. "I plan to apologize. To take as long as I need to make it right. I should have never endangered my Darling as I did." He turned to look Mammon in the eyes. "I won't tell them everything. Doing that could hurt them more, but I will tell them I am responsible for... for the 'accident'."

"Maybe skip the part where you killed our friends." Asmodeus answered bitterly as he dressed your body in bright colors. He had went back to the house and gotten you an outfit from his closet. You had brought so much happiness to his families life. To his life. He couldn't bring himself to send you to your final resting place in drab, boring black. Smoothing your hair one last time, he stood and overlooked his work. "When we get the coffin, I'll fix their hair again." He whispered.

Levi hadn't been able to approach your body. He knew you died. You were in one piece... as Admiral of Hells Navy, he had seen terrible things. It was normal. But this... this wasn't normal. Humans died. You would die someday. He knew this, but seeing your body laying there... knowing that your killers had claimed to treasure you. You deserved more.

"Thank you, Asmodeus. I'll pay for everything. Just name it and I'll get it for their funeral."

"I don't want your Grimm anywhere near them. You don't deserve to be any part of their send off!" He exploded.

Silence gripped the room.

Diavolo could see the Avatar of Lusts tears. "Very well." He nodded quietly.

Lucifer and Beel had taught you how to shower. Perversion aside, it would be a memory the two would hold dear. Your laughing at terrible jokes. You were in wonder about how the shampoo smelled. Finding out this body was ticklish along the ribs. Asking about your belly button of all things...and even telling Beel that the conditioner that got in your mouth tasted terrible. He had gave a small smile and told you not to eat shower things, on account it would hurt your stomach.

Once done, Beel turned the shower off and wrapped you in a towel. You hadn't dressed yourself before either. They had dressed you before you came too for the first time. You had taken them off with little difficulty, but that was the easy part.

"Alright, Mc. This is a tag. Most clothing has it, and most times it goes on the inside, behind you." He handed you a dress shirt.

"Inside, behind." You nodded as you opened it to look. Finding the tag, you looked to Lucifer.

"Arms go in the sleeves." He shook a part of it.

"Arms in." You slid one arm in, looking to Beel who gave you a thumbs up. Smiling you did the same with your other arm.

"Very well done. Next, buttons. He held the front of your shirt where little round decorative circles sat. "Buttons go through the hole on the other side." He showed you buy doing one for you. "Now it's your turn."

Mimicking what you had watched, the button, with a little difficulty, popped into the hole. "I did it!" Excitment on your face as you looked to the two brothers.

You were absolutely adorable to them as they both gave approval in their own way. A thumbs up from Beel, a nod and smile from Lucifer.

They had explained how your bottoms went on, even socks. You were missing something called underwear, but would get those later. Those were easy according to them.

"Can I see myself yet?" You asked as Beel was sure to stand infront of you, blocking your view of the mirror.

"Probably in a few days." The sixth born continued to block your way, even going as far using your new found ticklish spot against you.

"What color are my eyes?" You asked. Knowing that couldn't be bad, could it?

"Demon eyes vary much more than human eyes. Asmodeus knew the color you always wanted, so he fetched Mammon to get the best pair Grimm could buy in accordance to your color preference." Lucifer answered as he typed away on his phone.

"So I'm sure to like them?" Your smile was soft.

"I hope so." Beel offered a smile as he got down close to your face. "What do you think of mine?"

Looking deep into his eyes, you felt warmth. Safety. Like you were missing something important... "What am I forgetting?" You continued to stare into his eyes, hands holding either side of his face. "It's something so important...it means so much to me..." you whispered. It was there, on the edge of your mind. So close, but the distance seemed insurmountable. "I... I hold it so dear... why can't I remember? It's important to remember."

The forlorn look on your face as your mind failed to reveal what you were trying to remember hurt to watch. To be so close to remembering something, only for the rug to be pulled put from under you. "It's not a race. Take your time. It'll come to you eventually." He offered a big smile as he embraced you. Now that you were a demon, he could hug you a bit harder and not hurt you. It helped ease his mind.

Standing in Beelzelbubs arms you slowly wrapped your own arms around him, returning the hug. "Everytime I look at you and your brothers... there's something important to remember... but I dont know what..."

"Beel is correct. If it is that important, you will remember in time. Until then, don't dwell to hard on it." Lucifer put his phone away. "Would you like to go back to the garden?

"To eat more?"

"Not exactly." He answered, hesitation in his voice. "Lord Diavolo and Barbatos wish to speak with you."

Looking at Beel as panic rose in your eyes, you looked back to Lucifer. "You won't let them make me cold?"

Your voice was so small. So full of worry. Placing a hand on the side of your face, he used his thumb to wipe away a stray tear. "Never." He promised. "They only wish to talk. We will all be with you. You can hold our hands if it would help."

Beel took your right hand, Lucifer gripped your left. "See, we have you. You're safe." Beel placed a kiss to the top of your head quickly.

"Okay." You whispered as Lucifer lead the chain of the three of you.

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decolonize-the-left · 1 year

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god yeah about the exclusionism post and asking the queer community to hold itself accountable...

like, i'm young. im only 18. so i wasn't super around for the vast majority of the height of aphobic bigotry in this community.... but i've been around for most of the anti-bilesbian, anti-xenogender, anti-mogai stuff, and it has hurt so so much.

im a xenogender, genderqueer aroace bi lesbian. all of these things mean so so much to me. because they taught me to know and love all parts of myself, which has taught me my love of radical love and kindness. the queer community is what has transformed me into being a radical, queer-anarchist, anti-racist, anti-bigotry, and those things are so fucking critical to who i am. i wouldn't be who i am without the queer community and what its members have taught me about equity and compassion... and yet, it has also traumatized me to the point that it's hard to think about getting involved in irl queer events which breaks my heart.

in 2021, 11,000 people signed a petition telling me specifically to end my life for being part of the campaign that had the lgbta wiki support bi lesbians. i had a message board on there, and everytime i went on there, there were 10 new messages with different descriptions of how i should end my life. it got so bad that i couldn't sleep. i was shaking and crying ALL THE TIME. and despite that wiki being the one place i could be open about my queerness, i was forced off of it because if i stayed, i would be continually threatened and my mental health couldn't take it.

as a result, i lost contact with most of my online queer friends. i was so fucking angry all the time. everytime i saw any form of exclusionist rhetoric, i would become so anxious that i would spiral. i've been baited, threatened, relentlessly bullied, forced out of a queer 'safe' space, and treated like absolute fucking shit. all because i put the words 'bi' and 'lesbian' next to each other in a bio about me.

i can't put words to describe the kind of shit this has done to my mental health. i already had personality disorders from Emotional Trauma that made anger hard to deal with- so getting involved on Tumblr after the wiki went away, where exclusionism was sadly rampant, was hard because I felt like I had to choose- be an online part of the community that has made me who i am, but suffer bullying and self hatred in the process, or give up that community entirely. i don't think people truly comprehend how traumatizing it is for anyone, but especially a TEENAGER, to have to make a decision like that.

it's been almost two years now, and still, everytime i see exclusionism, everytime i get a death threat (sadly still a somewhat frequent occurrence), i spiral because it takes me right back to the height of my harassment two years ago. and part of my brain still genuinely believes i deserved it.

that's just me. that's just one person influenced by this. and yet it's not just me. the same stuff that's happened to me, has happened to thousands. and thousands more. and i don't think people truly understand that, just because it's online stuff and didn't really happen irl, doesn't mean it's some small little thing that we should stop complaining about because there's REAL problems for REAL queer people to worry about.

so, very long story short, coming from someone who has been hugely impacted by exclusionism, and i may be unique in this position, but every person who was once an exclusionist like that and has grown and apologized, seriously means the world to me. because i know that there's no excuse for it, and yet i understand the reasons why so many people struggle with it. out of all the self hatred exclusionism has caued me, how can i turn around and blame the exclusionists who were acting out of the same exact insecurities i was?

there is no excuse for bigotry. but you are not a bad person. thank you for growing. seeing your post actually gave me so much hope because i've had several people come to me personally and say that me being open about my identity has helped them grow out of their exclusionist mindsets and grown as a person, so seeing people grow like this just warms my heart because we all have the capacity for both good and bad- taking the opportunity to learn to be better is a prime example of the good and it fills me with hope that other people can learn too.

i also wanted to comment on something else from your post. you were talking about the generational trauma you've experienced, and how you perceived the concept of 'aphobia' as disrespectful to the victims of horrible systemic oppression irl, and while yes, that is not what aphobia as a concept is, you don't need to apologize for being angry because yes, you perceived something the incorrect way in that moment, but your anger was 100% justified. as a white queer person, i fully believe that inclusionism still needs room to acknowledge intersecting oppressions and that comparing intracommunity exclusionism to centuries of genocidal colonialism, is absolutely appalling. your actions were unjustified- your anger was not. i want you to know that you do not need to feel guilty for being angry like that. anger is an important emotion, so i hope you can truly internalize that you had every right to be angry, even if your actions were wrong.

again, thank you for being awesome and making that post. i'm very sorry if my super long ramble was unsolicited, and if you don't want to respond i completely understand! please please take care and have a wonderful time zone <3

🖤🖤🖤

#asked #answered #i dont have anything to say but i still felt like others should see this too

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fuck-your-proana-blog · 6 months

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i just wanted to thank you.

i discovered your blog last night and it gave me the last push i needed to accept recovery. thank you for making me realize i have ednos and should stop striving for anorexia or bulimia as the superior disorder, that romantisizing in the pro anorexia community is problematic, that i don't need to be sicker to recover, that if i struggle to recover for myself i can recover for others (this one thing literally pushed me so much i have a few months old nephew i carry his photo in my phone case so everytime i feel suicidal i think of how he would eventualy have to be told he has dead aunt so now i have to eat so i can play with him and be the aunt he deserves) that i was in fact miserable during my ED, i wasn't happy and even if i got skinny i wouldn't be, that I'm gonna either recover or die and lastly for giving me safe space on tumblr that isn't "pro recovery just not for me" kind of stuff

i just wanted you to know you saved a life

I'm so glad to hear this! Every ED is hell, we all suffer no matter what our weight is. I'm so proud of you for choosing recovery and turning your back on the pro ana community, and you can always talk to me if you feel alone or need to be reminded that recovery is always the right choice, because no one EVER thinks they're sick enough- trust me on this. You are worth recovery NOW, and your nephew and the rest of your loved ones will be so grateful every time you choose life over the torture and death caused by your ED. I recommend seeing an ED specialist therapist and maybe a psychiatrist if you need one, or finding a hospital program near you for support if you have insurance or can afford it (don't know if you're in the US where health care is shit). Try to find a support system of friends, family and healthcare professionals so you have the best chance at recovery as possible. It will be scary telling people and even going inpatient if you or your team feels you need to, but it's the best choice to let go of the disordered behavior and be monitored as you do so- especially since you suffer from suicidal ideation and recovery often brings our troubling feelings out since we've been numbing them with behaviors for so long. I have lived for my husband ever since we met, and having people (or even pets) to live for when you don't feel you can live for yourself is so important when the self harm thoughts come around. Best of luck, my inbox is always open! ❤️

#ed recovery #pro recovery #eating disorder recovery

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acefaun · 9 months

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Why were you upset? If you don't mind me asking

(｡ŏ﹏ŏ) that'd mostly be because of a guy friend that I dated for about 8ish years... See? I'm still angsty about it. 😞 I can't even say boyfriend. (And the stress made my chronic illness flare up so I'm suffering for having feelings)

So, I'll just extend this since this is basically just a long vent because bottling it up is probably what's destroying my soul right now. 😵‍💫

I haven't spoken to guy friend in about a week because he said "Well talk about it later." And my anxiety said "Then we won't talk about it at all." So my anxiety suddenly decided everyone is getting the silent treatment, and I'll ignore the world and play Genshin until I'm okay with being social again.

And I mean, guy friend is nice, but the whole issue is that he wants to start a family and I don't(for a small list of reasons.) But everytime a child triggers my anxiety(because suddenly all my friends are pregnant/have kids), I make a light comment "wow, I could never manage one of those." And then a conversation opens about how "not all children are the same" or "you don't have to give birth, there are other options" or "don't worry, we'd be great parents" and etcetera etcetera...

And my concerns feel neglected?? I can't even take care of myself, and guy wants me to take care of mini-human????? I'm not getting coerced into having a family until I'm genuinely ready to have a family. Which I'm not. And I might not ever be, which shouldn't be a problem because that'd be my personal choice.

And everytime I'm getting overwhelmed with it he goes "Don't worry, we'll talk about it later." It could just be my anxiety making it look worse than it actually is... 🥺 But it's like... why we can't address my feelings while feelings are happening?? And I feel like it happens every time the topic is brought up. I'm making valid points as to how I don't want/can't be a parent, and suddenly it's "we'll talk about it later." And. When's later? 🧐 My anxiety isn't later, my anxiety is now. And I'll continue to overthink every little thing until my feelings are validated and acknowledged.

If you're not made to be a parent, you're not made to be a parent; I'm oddly an adult and I know what I can and can't handle at this point! If he wants a family so bad, he can go make one with someone who's ready and able.

So for the past week I feel like I've been mentally preparing myself for an inevitable breakup. Like. A real one. A "you're not my soulmate because our paths are diverging" kind of breakup. And so I'm screaming in distress on the inside.

Aaaaanyway, that's why I made the Lesbian comment the other day. I'm too asexual for these stereotypical white men. This is what my harem is comprised solely of men for. They don't get the same privileges as a queen, a beautiful goddess. 💖 This is off topic from why I'm upset, but the thought makes me feel better. That's why I love my Tumblr wifeys. 🥰

🫠This is my internal stress that I can’t share with my family because my dad already slanders the lgbtq community and I can’t handle a disappointed face at this time.

Sorry for my sad word vomit; My feelings are sensitive and I cried when it started raining this morning Becuase it reminded me of my dragon husband "Hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don't cry!" Because it rains when the hydro dragon cries! 🥺 That means Neuvillette is SAD right now! I'll never see rain the same again!

#my asks

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evenstar-ing · 4 years

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Headcaning people as homo regardless of canon evidence is NOT biphobia/panphobia, for the love of everything that its holy, I cant with you guys. People are also not obligated to make their fics poly because the characters are in relationships in canon, I can't believe people actually think this!!!

The lack of bi/pan and poly representation isn't because of ""too many"" homosexual content, stop pointing guns at your brothers in arms

#everytime i open tumblr i lose half my braincells #this might mean ill never run out of them but there are consequences to be suffered

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dystovian · 5 years

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my finger: *lightly brushes against any @, link, etc.*

the link:

#literally #everytime i slightly scroll passed some post with a link #boom it immediately opens #LIKE I DIDNT CLICK BRO AT ALL #the suffering ive been enduring for the past day....#especially with MASTER LISTS?!? BYE #tumblr #tumblr pls fix this bro idk if its like a glitch or something but this has meber happened before

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lovinghiddleston · 3 years

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Not drunk; Chris Evans

the reader is keeping a secret away from Chris, so after dinner with her friends, things just come out.

Gif is not mine. Credits to unearthlydust.

Pairings: Chris Evans x pregnant!reader.

Warnings: None, this is pure love and fluff stuff. If you feel uncomfortable with pregnancy just don't read.

A/N: I'm not a native English speaker and I'm also new on Tumblr so pls don't be rude. I hope you enjoy this!

MY WORKS BELONGS TO ME. DON'T TRANSLATE, DON'T COPY AND DON'T PUBLISH THIS ON WATTPAD OR ANY SITE.

Chris was completely sure that you'll be coming back home in a clumsily drunk state. No matter how many times you denied his declaration, he ignored you like a kid. You used to go out with your friends every Tuesday night, you'd probably have dinner in some fancy restaurant and sometimes it was hard for your group to skip the champagne and the wine. You promised him that tonight it was going to be different, little did he know it was because you have a secret you are still keeping for yourself. Not for long, you imagine.

"No alcohol for me." You repeated, again. He smiled.

"I don't believe you, ya know?"

"You look so beautiful." Chris was behind you in your bedroom. "You promise me you'll be going safe tonight?"

"You should, I'm your fiance." The man was all smiles and nodded to you in front of the mirror.

He hugged you and his hands went to your belly in almost a second, you died in that moment. How can he know about your secret? You just realized you were pregnant yesterday and nobody knows it, you tried to keep the secret away from your family and friends. That was the reason you didn't want to drink alcohol, you have a beautiful life in your own body. Something made by love. The hands of the man you loved in your belly could be a coincidence? Chris didn't say anything, he was looking at you in the mirror with a dreaming look.

"Are you okay?" You asked your lover, interrogating him with your eyes.

"I love you, babe."

"I love you too."

Chris left you in the restaurant with a kiss and a hardly goodbye. You easily started a conversation with your girlfriends and you ate more than ever. Your appetite was quite different tonight and when your best friend met your eyes, you could know that she must know something. Lisa was already drunk, she flirted with the waiter three times and everytime he walked next to her, she made a comment about his ass. You thought she was too loose in her own mind to care about you or the way you didn't touch the champagne and preferred to drink water. So, when you walked to the bath in the middle of the dinner, she followed you like a shadow.

"Why didn't you drink the champagne? Something is happenin'? You never leave the glass full " She asked you, coming next to you. "Oh, no. You're pregnant, It's the only reason I can think right know."

"Is that a bad thing?" You asked, your friend was the first person you told about your uncoming baby.

"No, that's great! I don't like kids for sure, I think they're ugly but it's good for you. You like kids."

You couldn't not smile at her in that moment, she was drunk and she was really honest with all her confessions. Lisa will probably forget all you said tonight. It was good too, you felt so overwhelmed and worried about your baby and your future, so you were kind of more relaxed with your friend not acting like a mother.

"I think I'll call Chris, I feel like I couldn't wait any longer. He is the father, I mean, he must know this."

"Chris is the father?" You raised an eyebrow. It was obvious that Chris was the father. You were together for two years now and he was the first real boyfriend you had. He met your family and you met his. His dog was pretty close to you from the first moment. You loved him and the relationship you both had made. Being his wife was the next step in your relationship and it was coming in only two weeks.

You called Chris in the bathroom, Lisa was still there and you made a short call, or at least, that's what you expected. You just wanted him to take you home and eventually, you'll be going to tell him the truth. You were ending the call when Lisa screamed too loud. "AN APPLAUSE FOR THE DAD! DADDY CHRIS!"

"Chris…" you whispered, hearing your own heartbeat.

"I'm coming, just wait there."

He didn't sound angry or happy, or with any emotion at all. Your nails were suffering from your own nerves and when you saw his car on the street, you knew that the secret must have to be revealed. Chris opened the door for you and he didn't say anything. You took a seat and waited for a couple of minutes, your department wasn't really away from the restaurant and you both came to the house faster. The front door was being closed when he finally spoke.

"Is that true?" you saw his puppy eyes. "Me being a dad?"

You nodded your head slowly. "You are going to be a father."

He made something that you weren't expecting, his arms lifted you from the ground and kissed you as he knew how. Like the time he proposed to you, Chris made an eternal promise. You move your own hands to bring him even closer.

"It's kinda sad that I have to discover the truth by your drunk friend." he said, leaving kisses in your lips. "But I've never been so happy like now. I think we should move the date of our wedding, I can't wait to marry you and make you my wife."

Your laugh broke the serious moment in Chris' face. "No way! You have to wait only for two weeks."

"That's a lot, love"

"Well, we have to wait for nine months for our baby. Two weeks are nothing compared to that."

"Our baby, how magical that sounds?" Chris left a kiss in your nose. "Okay, fine. I think we should do other things while we wait."

And after all, that's how everything started. Your baby hadn’t magically appeared there.

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trashyswitch · 3 years

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Golden Freddy's Tickly Torment

Cassidy (Golden Freddy) remembers something from her childhood that proves super useful on William. She also finds out some body & Ghost connections and some bodily functions that William now lacks.

This fanfic has implied torture. But, there is a secret that makes the torture a little easier for the reader to handle.

This fanfic prompt was suggested by @trashylever on Tumblr. Link

I hope you enjoy!

Golden Freddy was sitting with William in the closet that he had been locked in for a decade now. Throughout all those years...William suffered at the hands of Golden Freddy. The Golden bear counterpart of Springtrap had been possessed by one of the victims of William’s kill streak: Cassidy. And Cassidy was determined to make William suffer for as many years as she can, so William regrets every second he took killing those innocent kids. While Charlie was looking after all the ghosts and protecting them from the hands of William, Cassidy was busy driving William insane in as many ways as she could…

Right now, Cassidy was doing what she normally did: taking his ear off, and talking some more into the separated ear. She kept on rambling and rambling and rambling...There was never a second of quiet. The only time Cassidy would take a break was to allow William the chance to not drown her out. By the time she stopped talking, William had turned the rambling into mumbling.

But then...it went silent…

Too silent…

...waaaay too-

“Oh yeah! I remember one time I was going to my friend’s house for a play date-”

Aaaaand there it was again. And again...and a-fucking-gain.

“And she wanted me to give her the game boy! But I didn’t wanna stop playing the game! So she decided to tickle me until I let go of it. I managed to last 10 minutes straight before I finally let go! Isn’t that amazing?!” She told him.

“Ugh…” He mumbled.

“I’ll take that as a big, fat, definite yes.” She started poking his arm.

William was about to smack her across the face. That would easily shut her up. It certainly did the trick when-

“Saaay, speaking of tickle-tickle-tickling, were you tickled as a kid?” She asked.

……….Wait what?

“No. Why would I be?” William lied.

“Everyone gets tickled at least once, William. How often were you ever tickled? How ticklish even are you? Did your Mom tickle you? Or your Dad? Or did both of your parent’s tickle you? Did you have an older brother or sister? DId they tickle you? Were you able to fight back? Or did you just take it like a strong boy?” Cassidy kept asking question after question.

William began to grow uncomfortable with what they were talking about now. Everytime she said the word...It gave him butterflies in his stomach. It made him wanna cower. It made him wanna...smile from pure embarrassment.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost...OH! WAIT!” Cassidy joked. “But seriously, you looked scared…” Cassidy admitted. “Are you scared of how long you’ll have to endure this evil, insanity test? Or are you scared the tiiiiickle monster’s gonna getcha?” Cassidy teased.

Oh no...Not that word again...and don’t bring the tickle monster into this…

“Do you know that a tickle monster creeps in this very room?” Cassidy teased, possessing Freddy to move herself onto the Golden animatronic’s kneecaps. Then, Cassidy’s ghost zoomed out of Golden Freddy’s mouth with a big smile on her face. “Did you know this tickle monster is waiting? Waiting for the peeeerrrfect time to strike~! Watching...Observing your every move...Waiting for the day it can slip out of the hiding spot and tickle you until you’re a tomato red blob of giggles!” Cassidy teased.

William was mentally dying at this point. The teasing was killing him suuuper slowly. He knew the tickle monster wasn’t really a thing. He knew the tickle monster was really Cassidy. He knew that really well. And yet...The fact that we was sitting with one of the most vengeful ghosts on the face of the earth, legitimately scared him. With how much she’s been doing already, it’ll be impossible to predict just where she was going with this...

But then William realized something: he can’t actually be tickled! He’s no longer connected to his human body, and animatronics don’t have nerves! So it should make sense!

...Right?

“IIIII wonder...where are the sources of this evil killer’s ticklish spots?” She asked casually. “You gonna tell me? Or do I have to tickle you myself to find out?” She asked evilly.

Wiliam sighed. “You can’t tickle me.” William told her.

“Oh I can’t? Well:” Cassidy possessed Golden Freddy again and flopped the Freddy Fazbear body right onto Springtrap’s.

“AAH! CASSIDY!” William shouted.

She ignored him and started scratching at his ribs with the golden animatronic’s fat, shiny fingers. William’s eyes just about bulged out of his skull as the butterflies in his stomach increased ten fold. “C-CASS-”

“Yeeeeeessss?” Cassidy moved the Golden Freddy thumbs into the pockets of the springlock suit and dug deeply into the hips.

OH NO! SHE COULD ACTUALLY TICKLE HIM! TALK ABOUT UNLUCKY! NOW SHE WAS GONNA USE IT AGAINST HIM! NOOOOO!

William wiggled around as much as he could from under Golden Freddy. He tried to prevent himself from laughing by holding his breath. He even unpossessed the springtrap suit to try and prevent the ticklishness from getting to him. But it still tickled like a son of a gun! Only now, William was wiggling around in ghost form and holding his hip while doubling over.

“Ooooooh! Interesting!” She reacted as she moved veeeery slowly up the ribs.

William desperately tried to tell her to not go there, due to just how ticklish it was when he was alive. But Cassidy ignored his begging words and moved closer and closer to his special little breaking point.

But as Cassidy was reaching a bad spot, William realized something horrific:

With William not possessing the springlock’s limbs, CASSIDY WAS ABLE TO MOVE THEM AROUND AS SHE PLEASED! WITH NO RESISTANCE WHATSOEVER!

“NO! NOOO! CASSY PLEASE!” William pleaded and reached his ghost arms out. “Sorry Mr. Afton…” She smirked with the look of pure devilish evil in her eyes… “But I’m not Cassidy anymore…”

It was then that Cassidy’s hand grabbed William’s hand and lifted the arm out of the way of the vulnerable spot.

“LEHEHET MEHEHEHE GOHOHOHO!” William shrieked as he anticipated ticklish fingers in his terrible armpits.

But...nothing.

Just...Nothing.

William was scared to open his eyes…

He accidentally let out a little chuckle. “C-Cass...what-”

[Let’s see how much pain you can stand.] The Golden Freddy’s voice declared…

then, Cassidy touched down on both armpits and dug deep into them. Every crevasse, every wire, every steel bit in the armpit...was touched and tickled for at least 5 minutes each.

“NOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” William finally let out his true, strongest belly laugh he had ever mustered. And it did NOT sound like that fake little fluffy laugh William used while with Cassidy.

This laugh was HEAVY. This laugh was DEEP. This laugh was ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL. It sounded slightly like pathological laughter! It even sounded slightly joker-ish at certain points! It was all over the place too! It was like he had 10 different laughs he was switching to every 8 seconds or so! It was surprising and strangely satisfying.

“STAHAHAHAHAHAP STAHAHAP IHIHIHI’M GOHOHOHONNA DIHIHIHIHIE!” William begged.

Cassidy giggled. “Oh you silly goose! You’re already dead!” Cassidy joked.

All of the memories of people tickling him and reacting to his laugh and ticklish spots came flooding back into his head all at once. From Henry tickling him many times to get his glasses back, to his wife tickling him during her playful moods, to even Michael tickling him as a 9 year old! Would you believe that Henry’s wife even had a chance to tickle the poor guy? Yyyyup! She did, and she never did stop reminding him of it.

Cassidy moved her hands down to the middle to lower ribs to lessen his crazy laughter. William’s laughter turned calmer, and surprisingly adorable rather than concerning. “There! Now you sound a little less insane.” Cassidy told him.

William ignored her and only thanked the lord above for giving him a break.

But the break only lasted a few seconds before Cassidy explored down to his stomach and belly button.

William squeaked and really quickly possessed the animatronic body to move Cassidy off him. But with the tickling weakening him dramatically, he couldn’t do nearly as much as he thought he would be able to do. Cassidy settled for a compromise by laying partly on the springtrap’s side, and partly on the floor. With this decided, Cassidy decided to still attack his tummy.

This caused squeaks and squeals to leave William’s mouth. Then, wouldn’t you believe, giggle-filled laughter quickly filled the closet room. “Ooooooh! A whole new set of laughter! I wonder which one’s your real laughter…” Cassidy poked into the equivalent of William’s belly button…

William screeched and covered up the springtrap mouth. “MM MM! NOWAY!” He warned.

“No way? More like no way you’re getting out of this! So you minus well accept your fate.” Cassidy told him.

William whined as he wiggled around and kicked the empty air.

“Ooooh! Should I be going for those kicking feet of yours?” She asked.

OH NO…

He shook his head.

“Or perhaps I should go for your neck~” She asked.

William looked down and whimpered. His feet were way too ticklish, but his neck was the most embarrassing ticklish spot out of all of them! It made him all blushy, made him giggle and snort, and if he were a cat, he would most definitely purr. Even as a human, it made him dissolve into a puddle of giggles and titters.

Cassidy brought her hands towards the neck and wiggled them eagerly. “Kitchy kitchy kooo~” She teased.

William quickly decided to unpossess the animatronic suit. As much as he appreciated the feeling of moving the physical limbs around, William knew he’d need to move around and wiggle more the moment his neck was tickled even the slightest. So, he did just that and covered his ghost mouth.

“Oooooh! I see the murderer decided to finally come out of his shell! What a nice surprise!” Cassidy teased. It was then that she finally touched down onto his neck.

William squealed and rolled left and right as he floated in the air. His ghost had curled into the fetal position and his laughter was another octave higher. It sounded more like squeaky giggles rather than actual laughter. William definitely had a large variety of laughter that came with the man. No wonder everyone wanted to tickle him! They wanted to slightly gamble their trust away to see what type of laughter they could get out of William that day!

It didn’t take long for William to start snorting and covering up his mouth. Even Cassidy had to admit: He was kinda cute like this. Not love kinda cute, but definitely toddler kinda cute. He had that sort of vibe to him when he was tickled.

Cass actually had to remind herself for a second that William was a child killer and a manipulator. It was the strangest thing.

William’s laughter had begun to sound tiring. He sounded too mentally tired to really keep laughing, even though his body was forcing him to.

So, Cass enjoyed it for a few minutes. She found it interesting that William could be left in such a weak state through such a silly strategy. But, it worked and that’s all that mattered to Cassidy.

The animatronic slowed its fingers down and removed them from William’s neck. William breathed heavily and deeply to try and calm down. Though, Cassidy found this strange. His lungs should be a different scenario thanks to his ghost form and possessed state. William being able to be tickled and touched made sense. But lung capacity as a ghost? That didn’t make sense at all.

Was William faking it?

Cassidy decided to try something out to answer her question. She moved her fingers to William’s armpits and smirked. If he was really this tired, his laughter will be breathy, whiny, and weak.

Cassidy touched down-

“OHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO! CAHAHAHAHASS COHOHOHOME OHOHOHOHON!” William screamed.

There’s your answer! He was definitely faking!

“Such a liar. You weren’t really getting tired...You were just trying to get me to sympathize with you and stop!” Cass called him out. “Now quit being a lying baby and act like a man!” Cassidy dug her fingers deeper into William’s armpit.

William SCREAMED and completely lost all his composure at this point. He couldn’t hide anything with his tickles being this strong! It was like trying to hide a huge, bright flamingo in the middle of a bedroom. EVERYONE’S EYES WILL GRAVITATE TOWARDS IT!

“There we go! Look at you being so brave and strong! Doesn’t it feel good?” Cassidy asked.

William shook his head.

“Is this really too much for you to handle? Would you like me to stop?” She asked.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! STAHAHAHAHAHA!” William’s laughter was all over the place and not even close to going silent.

It was this observation that fully confirmed Cassidy’s suspicions:

William has no lung capacity anymore.

“Hmmm…” Cassidy thought for a moment and stopped her fingers. William’s laughter lessened dramatically as he breathed...rather calmly for being tickled for potentially hours. Being in the closet meant that they both had no clue what time it was or how far along the years had gone.

William, with his newfound strength, pushed Cassidy off him. He was angry that Cassidy had brought him down to such a ‘weak’ state. How dared she make him laugh like that! How dare she figure out his tricks! And how dare she tickle him beyond the average human limits! It was a good thing he didn’t really have much lung capacity anymore! Or else he would be passed out cold from all the loss of oxygen.

Cassidy smiled and sat in silence for a few minutes as she processed the ticklish laughter. Then, she clicked a button on the Golden Freddy suit and giggled as recordings of William’s laughter and giggles filled the room.

Oh no she didn’t…

She recorded ALL OF IT?!

William growled and tackled his golden counterpart to the ground.

“HOW DARE YOU-” William yelped and lowered his face as his belly button was poked and tickled.

“Nice try, Mr. Will…but you should know something very important:” Cassidy’s voice changed to the animatronic’s voice...and the animatronic’s eyes glowed as she began to say the words:

[I always get the last laugh…]

The last thing William heard was a deep chuckle...

Does this fact about William (No lung capacity = no need for breaks) make the torment a little easier to handle? Let me know! I'm trying to find ways to not really go down the road of tickle torture unless it's fully justified.

#mental torment #william afton stuck #william afton is crazy #cassidy's revenge #punishment #post-fnaf 2 #pre-fnaf 3 #locked in a closet #ticklefic #ler!cassidy #ler!goldenfreddy #lee!william #lee!springtrap #tickle torment

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1kook · 4 years

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commercial break ; FIVE

a netflix & chill drabble this takes place sometime after part 6 !

summary; Startled and inexperienced, he can’t do anything but rub his hands over your back. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he murmurs, even though it’s not. warning; crying miscellaneous; sad yn , trying his best kook word count; 1.3k

notes; i make a funny couple n y'all are like MAKE THEM CRY!!! so here we are recommended; listen to their song here <3 ( thank u anon who showed me this song ! )

There’s a silly cat clock Doyeon gave you a few months ago that stares Jungkook down every time he enters your apartment. Granted, he isn’t there very often but the thing always manages to creep him out.

Your home is as cute and as colorful as you, with bright pieces of furniture and plants decorating the space as Jungkook sets down a Bundt cake from your favorite shop on the kitchen counter. It’s clean, just how you both like, and spacious despite its size. Jungkook wouldn’t mind spending every day here either, if it weren’t for your cranky old neighbors who complained everytime you so much as breathed too loudly. So most hang out dates are spent at his place, where the closest person besides the two of you is two bricklayers away.

You’re supposed to come home later tonight, or so you’d told him. Something about work dragging on and them needing you. Jungkook doesn’t mind waiting, in fact, he enjoys sitting in your private space when you’re not here just fine. Something about a place that smells like you, from the curtains to the silverware, makes his heart feel good.

Like sitting outside on a sunny day, the warm rays beating down against his skin. Or like the little teasing glimpses of sunlight that stream in through his curtains in the morning, wake him from a deep slumber with their soft kisses against his skin. It feels good to sit in your sunshine.

He’s barely settled on the couch, flicking through your extensive collection of Barbie movies when the door slams open, hits the wall behind it from the force. He flinches, glancing up to find you stoically standing at the entrance. “Hi…?” he says, turning his attention away from the BluRay stack to his trembling girlfriend at the door.

The usual bubbly greeting you offer him every single time is nowhere in sight, bag huffily thrown to the ground besides your shoes. Jungkook rises from his spot on the couch, carefully rounding the living room area until he’s beside you as you practically rip your coat off. “Hey,” he murmurs, hands on your shoulders before you can hurt yourself in your fit of rage. Over what? Well that’s what he’s trying to find out.

You inhale sharply, exhale even tighter. “Can we,” you pause, eyes fluttering shut. “Can we postpone date night?” you ask after a beat. Jungkook watches you, takes in the muscles that work at your jaw, the fists that clench at your sides.

“That’s fine, baby,” he agrees. He slides his hands down your arms, wraps them around your wrists carefully. When he raises them up to press his customary kiss against your knuckles, they’re stiff and shaky. “What’s up?”

Despite his hold, you wiggle away, roughly rubbing at your eye with one hand that you slap down against your side afterwards. “I just, I don’t wanna,” another stuttery huff, “I can’t tonight, Kook.”

He nods understandingly, side steps the two of you over to the couch closest to the door until he can lean against the back of it, pulling you between his legs. “What’s bothering you?” he inquires gently, rubs his thumb over the knuckle you haven’t brushed off.

You scoff, but he’s not sure at what. “I just have a lot going on, Kook,” you explain, more snippy than usual. Jungkook doesn’t take offense; you hardly ever acted like this with him. “It’s just— at work,” you choke, “they keep asking me to do things, that I— stuff I don’t know,” you ramble, and then it happens.

It’s slow, so devastatingly slow that Jungkook doesn’t have time to prepare for it. It’s one and then a second, two fat tear drops that slip from the inner corners of your eyes, paint stark trails down your cheeks. “And I-I can’t tell them that,” you stutter, breath hitching, “because I’m just, I’m just a-a-“

“Hey, hey,” he soothes, instinctively pulling you into his arms, where you finally dissolve into a sobbing mess unlike anything he’s ever seen before. They’re not mere sniffles or whimpers, but full blown cries that wrack your entire body against his, pained gasps for breath against his chest. Startled and inexperienced, he can’t do anything but rub his hands over your back. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he murmurs, even though it’s not.

Your sobs worsen, knees buckling quickly, and Jungkook only has half a second to catch you before you fall down. His quick interception has the both of you sinking to the ground as you slowly but surely fall apart in his hands. “I-I don’t wanna be there anymore,” you cry, hands wrapped around his back tightly. “Please, Jungkook, I-I can’t.”

“I-I,” he says quietly, anxiously.

In all the months you’ve been dating, it’s surprising how happy the two of you are. Not like Jungkook expected you two to hate each other after a certain point, or become annoyed with each other. But there’s always been a sort of comfortable aura that surrounded your relationship, like everything was always okay and that was that.

Now, in the past few weeks, he’s come to learn everything was not always okay and it was good to acknowledge that, but he’s never really seen… this. Aside from the fight you two had on your anniversary, Jungkook can barely recall a time you’ve cried like this. Sure, you teared up during movies, at the news. But that was pretty much it. This— this uncontrollable sobbing, your heart so vulnerably on the line —was unfamiliar.

Yet despite his lack of knowledge on this area, on this side of you, he finds himself wanting to help you right away. It’s only natural as your boyfriend that seeing you like this rightfully distresses him. Your sobs make your body shake, muffled as they may be, and he doesn’t think this is something you, his absolute sunshine, should suffer through.

“I’ve got you,” he shushes, holds you close to his chests like if he squeezes tight enough maybe he’ll hold your heart together for you. “Breathe with me, doll,” he urges, forcing his own breath to slow.

It takes a few rounds and a few encouragements before you even start trying, wavering breaths slowly warming the front of his shirt. “That’s it, that’s it,” he murmurs, hand gently patting the back of your head until your sobs become sniffles, occasional jerks of your frame against his.

Still, Jungkook lets your emotions settle. The two of you remain by the floor, his back pressed against the back of the couch. You’re still halfway in your coat, bag thrown by the door, but Jungkook doesn’t mind. He holds you in his arms, strokes your head and your back until you stop trembling. He hums to fill the silence, let’s the words of a song he heard before decorate the space between you.

“You’re the dreams I’ve always wished,” he croons, “a chance to be better.” He rests his chin on your head, lets his eyes flutter shut as the killer grip you have on his shirt finally weakens, your hands blindly reaching to tangle around his neck. “Flowers in my path... my love.”

It’s a little while later that you finally recover. “That’s my favorite song,” you murmur, voice hoarse and low.

Jungkook nods, patting your back. “Mm,” he agrees, “I know.” You don’t say anything more, just remain in his warm embrace. Eventually, your body goes limp, breath slowing until he realizes you’re asleep. Jungkook shifts you in his arms, turns to look at you with your mascara-stricken cheeks and puffy eyes. You're fast asleep after your startling show of emotion, and Jungkook’s heart softens in his chest.

“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” he says to himself, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he gathers you into his arms.

A cloud passes over his sun, strips it of its warmth.

It doesn’t last long.

Jungkook is always waiting patiently on the other side.

#goldenclosetnet #networkbangtan #bangtanhq #jungkook smut #jungkook fic #bts fic #jeon jungkook #mine

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gaymershigh · 3 years

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hulloh! I've only been on tumblr for a few hours, and me and my friend already love your work! Is it ok if I request some TWST parent scenarios with Riddle,Lilia,Sebek,Vil and Floyd? If so, thanks! Also once again, me and my freind love ur works alot!

Of course! Since there's no s/o really mentioned in here but people might still want to be included, s/o will be mentioned just a tiny bit (the kids being biological or adopted is up to you since I want to make the s/o gender neutral.) Also, thanks a lot! I'm still and probably be forever an amateur writer so this means a lot to me 🥺💞💞

Triggers: None

Parents au: Riddle, Lilia, Sebek, Vil and Floyd edition!

From what we've seen, his parents are not the best role models like, at all. They were too strict, pressuring him and treating him like a trophy child. However, he will definitely not treat his child like that at all after Ace slapped him with reality.

He will be a bit strict, having some rules and will scold them if they did something wrong but not as scold them the way his mother does. He won't raise his voice at them, showing them the right path after he scolded them. He will give them freedom and try his best to not make his children suffer the same thing he did, especially when he's the source of the pain.

Though, he might accidentally adapt some things from his mother and project her ways to his children, being completely not self aware. If you're his s/o, please teach him the baby steps to avoid this from this occurring too often.

Unfortunately, having a good life and children won't make his short temper extend. This is the only reason why he doesn't spoil them too much, they might act entitled and may be too late to change them back to the innocent infant they were back then. He tries very hard to control his temper if his children unintentionally knock furniture over or damage something. He just needs a few minutes alone, everything will be back to normal later.

There was one time where his child's birthday was near and decided to bake a cake from scratch, without any assistance from Trey nor his s/o. Thinking he could do it and don't want anyone to underestimate him. He was planning to make a burnt strawberry cheesecake and did the mistake of leaving the oven on for an hour for 400 degrees fahrenheit. The cake went on fire but it tasted very good when he for some reason tasted it. Nobody knew about the incident and the cake was actually used for its purpose. Yay for him, I guess.

He was already pretty outdated in trends when he was in his teens so do expect him to be like a middle aged soccer mom on Facebook every time his children send him memes or something like that. If he does even use any sort of social media and stumbled upon a 'funny' minion meme or something, he will definitely send it to the family group chat. He will make those 5th grade types of edits with one of the family pictures with a "I love my family". It's funny but still wholesome so don't laugh at him.

There is no alternate universe where Lilia isn't a good dad. Silver and his other wards are already an amazing example of how amazing of a parent he is! He has gained a bunch of experience so he got this in the bag.

Though, his way of taking care of children might be different from how it is now. Times have changed, there are probably some new and uncomplicated objects or toys to entertain the baby or child. He would love to go on a shopping trip to buy some fascinating kids toys he found in the toy store. Please stop him from buying everything in there because it looks "intriguing".

If you're his s/o, you're very lucky since if you have a baby who always cries at three in the morning or a kid who really have trouble sleeping, Lilia will sing a lullaby and they'll doze off in any second. He can wake up easily or he'll just always stay up playing his games so you don't even need to break a sweat in this situation.

His kids or any kid in general loves him lots. He will always tell his tales anywhere, anytime. If the kids ask him for a story to tell, he will always have a new one ready to tell. They also make amazing bedtime stories! It can be funny little innocent stories like his funny experiences taking care of his three wards to actual battles he went through. Any story is a good story.

He really got along with his child when they're young and innocent but when they get into their teenage years, oh boy. He will unintentionally embarrasses them but their friends won't mind. If anything, they will love him being around as he's always keeping up with the games and trends, not being a fat, shirtless creepy dad. One of the positive parts about his child growing up is that he can play video games with him just like he did with Silver! Reliving the nice memories.

He would always try to cook something in any opportunity he gets and of course, he gets stopped by either s/o or his own children. Yes, they have to go through the hard way to realize their father is garbage at cooking. He would always try to cook some food everytime something good has happen in order to celebrate but most of the times, he just wants to cook something for them to show how much he loves them. They really made him happy, he finally have a biological/adopted offspring to watch growing up (again).

Sebek unfortunately doesn't have that much time to spend time with his children due to being Malleus' trusted escort. Of course, when he does have free time and is not exhausted he will use the opportunity to spend it with his adorable younglings.

Knowing him, he still loves and worships Malleus but he's no longer his only priority in life when he finally has a life of his own other than just being Malleus' bodyguard. He will ramble and tell so many stories about his young master to his kids. They will be infatuated but will later complain about how everything is just "Malleus this, Malleus that". He will get a bit upset about that comment, so he will only talk about Malleus stories for 3 days a week.

He only has focused his life on guarding Malleus and advancing himself on magic and education. Now that he's now an actual father, this is a new chapter in his life and he's not prepared at all. He will seek Lilia for guidance and of course, Lilia being Lilia will rope him to doing something absolutely ridiculous and he would of course, woefully fall for it. Pretty surprising that no matter how much he has fallen for his teacher's trap, he still seeks him for advice.

His kids will definitely learn how to read fast. He loves reading and he really wants his kids to appreciate it too. He was about to immediately give them the books that have old and poetic language without even knowing what the alphabet was. Lilia put a stop to this and you couldn't even bear seeing how sad he looked because he needs to wait for a few years for him to have little reading buddies. Oh well, it doesn't matter now. He will teach them how to read and appreciate the art of reading no matter how long it takes.

He has exposed his children to a bunch of Malleus propaganda so there's no surprise if the children become just like him. Loud screaming, Malleus worshipping, smart but naive and other things Sebek has. If you're his s/o, please keep the children in check as they might cause problems to the neighbors. As this might be troublesome, it's at least entertaining experience I suppose.

Just like Sebek, he has even less time to spend with his kids as he always has modeling, acting and other businesses to attend. He's probably going to be exhausted when he comes back as well. Though, of course he's going to try to use all his energy to talk to his children till he can no longer open his eyes anymore. He prefers an s/o that is a stay-in mom/dad so the children won't feel lonely while he's gone.

They're definitely gonna grow up just like him. A model, actor, media influencer, or the combination of the three and it's not a bad thing. If they're going on the same route as him, he will teach them in a strict but still in a somewhat caring manner as he has learned a lot from his experience of the VDC boot camp and the overblot incident. He will only show his threatening side if they start to misbehave like those ADeuce rats.

Just because they are his children, doesn't mean they get a free pass if they intentionally neglect or not doing their best at all times, especially when it comes to appearance. He's known to be a neat-freak and a very hard worker to the point it's concerning. He will scold them if more than two pimples pop up on their face but he knows when to cross the line. He learned this easier if their child is rather sensitive and just emotionally fragile in general but they still need to take care of themselves.

He expects his children to follow his footsteps when it comes to where they're schooling. He wants them to enter a prestigious school like he did for his reputation and for the sake of his children's future. This is optional (not really) but he also hopes his children to enter Pomefiore as well and take the dorm head title at least the second week they enroll in this school. If they were sorted to a different dorm, they still want them to have a role in their dorm or in the school at all.

He begs to the Great Seven that paparazzi or desperate losers obsessing over him don't intrude into his personal life, especially if it's about his family. The last thing he wants to witness is his family in pain or being uncomfortable for their whole life. He usually avoids or straight up tells the interviewer that he's not comfortable answering questions when they're going too personal when it's about questions of his family.

You cannot feel anymore blessed when you see his smiling face when he received news about having a vacation. He can finally spend more time with his wonderful kids he's raising with all his heart. He will tell them about some funny incidents in the studio while he was involved in some modeling gig or he will bring them to a private island with gorgeous scenery for both of them to enjoy. Of course, his children's happy faces are more beautiful than the island.

Floyd is seen to be very warm and sweet despite having a very intimidating height. Naturally, he's not going to be ruthless and act the same when it's with his children because it's his children of course, family is precious to him. He has a lot of energy even after a long shift at Mostro Lounge, so he will always spend a lot of time with his kids.

He's physically affectionate so expect him to be always close and wrapping his arms around his children at almost all times. He'll usually let them sit on his lap when they watch TV or sleep with them if they can't go back to sleep because of a nightmare. Headpats are needed, especially if the kids did something good or got good news. Not saying he won't give any headpats if something bad happens, maybe headpats of sympathy perhaps.

He's very patient when it's with his children because he doesn't want his children to fear him when they grow up. If anything, the s/o have to do the scolding to avoid him snapping or anything like the sort. They rarely do anything bad though, since they're aware of how their dad acts from how he treats a dirty burglar who once tried to break in.

Since he's usually very active and hates just standing around, he expects his children to be just like him. It's never boring if your dad is Floyd as he always has something really entertaining to do at most times. If you're his s/o, you have the free entrance to see an eel man dancing around with his kids or playing some basketball either inside or preferably in the backyard. He tried showing the art of parkour but is stopped due to it being very risky. He sulked about this but oh well, once they're ten, they have no choice but to learn it!

Floyd is an amazing cook and he sometimes lets his children be involved like chopping some vegetables or stirring the macaroni. He sometimes teaches them the perfect way of doing it or let's them try doing their own meal with his assistance. There was one time they decided to make one of the weirdest food combinations and try to eat it, he won and ate it all as it was too gross for the kids to eat it. It's not gonna be a surprise if everyone in this household is an expert cook when Floyd is here.

If possible, he really wants to bring his kids at work no matter how troublesome they could get. If Azul has a "bring your kids to work" day (which I doubt of him doing), he's going to bring all his children no matter how many he has. If there's no day like that, who cares! He's bringing his kids anyway and nobody's stopping him. Sure, he will get scolded by Azul but if that's the only thing stopping him then he'll take his chances.

I don't if it's still Christmas or not since I don't celebrate it but if it's still is, Merry Christmas! 🎉 I'll just say this is a Christmas gift for you and your friend, Mouaietaru! Especially for that Jamil and Silver fanfic that you made. It's very good, keep up the fantastic work! ✨✨✨

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iamunwellpotatoee · 3 years

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A random scenario of Sano Manjiro with dear y/n chan

(forgive my terrible way with words, this is my first time posting a scenario on Tumblr--)

|It's 3 am|

(i am currently so inlove w/ this character---)

After a whole day of suffering,

|| Y/n was pretty much drained, I mean she literally had to answer 25 of her piled up homeworks, after a week of just lazing off in her room and reading the manga instead of doing her homeworks, She just couldn't wait to finish it all up and finally continue her soundly sleep.

But for a certain blonde who was covered in bruises---- He was getting a bit antsy because of how painful it was to move around and he really didn't want his little sister to treat his wounds... Mainly cause he'd be getting an earful from her

"It's 3am-- i swear to god--" Y/n begrudgingly sat up from her bed, voice still groggy as she checked whoever was calling her this late. But her frown immediately dispersed and was replaced with a sigh as she saw "M'yaki" in her screen. It was her bestfriend, Mikey.

She immediately stood up from her bed, her footsteps still a bit shaky--- and went to check her window, She saw mikey sitting in front of her bedroom window and looked really tense.

Mikey noticed the window opening, the two of them quickly sharing eye contact. He smiled and did a peace sign. She just rolled her eyes and signaled him to get in through the window.

The things she does for the guy she loves

"It's 3 am Mikey, we have classes tomorrow why are you---" Her gaze shifted at his bruised hands. "Again??" She asked, now worried. "Please Y/n- chin??" Mikey was pretty much aware that the girl couldn't resist him whenever he was injured. "On the bed." Y/n sighed.

The girl went ahead to grab her first aid kit, this situation was the usual for her but still made her worried. "Y/n-chin, were you asleep?" Mikey asked, He found it pretty unusual for you to sleep early since he knew that you stay up late almost every single day---

"I spent the whole day answering some stuff. Unlike you, i was actually putting an effort to study and not mess arou--- O-oi did you finish your homework yet??" Y/n asked.

"No...? What homework?" The boy grinned. He's definitely not concerned about that.

Mikey felt bad, it must've been pretty annoying for you to keep treating his wounds whenever he sneaks in, But when he sees you panicking because of his wounds, he figured that it was okay for him to act like a little kid getting his wounds treated

You glanced at the kit, You didn't have enough of those betadine solutions so you took a quick glance at mikey.

"Mikey, if you make a single--- no, any sound. You're dead. If my mom ever finds out you sneak in my room almost every night. No more dorayaki for you." His eyes widened almost immediately as you pulled out an alcohol. "Hey! this is literally just an alcohol, punching someone-- getting in a fight is much worse, so stop complaining and get your ass here." Mikey just simply pouted.

"W-why are you using that? Don't you have any betadine solutions left?" Yep, he was not happy with alcohol in his wounds. God, he whines a lot.

"It's already empty, i use that on you almost everytime" y/n rolled her eyes, she sat next to him and gently grabbed his hands. "I'll make this quick." Her soft hands grazing his calloused hands, making sure that his wounds were treated with care, made mikey smile at her.

After a few minutes of internal screaming, His hands were finally patched up, Y/n let out a yawn. "Are you gonna sleep now?" The boy asked. "Yeah, i still have a few things to do tomorrow.." She rested her head in the headboard, taking a quick glance at mikey, who was also looking at her. Y/n noticed that his lips were a bit bruised.

"Y/n-chin--?" Mikey was surprised when a pair of small hands grabbed his grazed cheeks, making him face her completely.

"I missed a spot..." She inched closer to him, kneeling in her bed as she grabbed another cotton with a bit of alcohol and glanced at him "just a little more, m'kay??" She chuckled.

Due to his face being covered with a bit of dirt and grazes, He was thankful that the girl hadn't notice his cheeks flaring up at y/n's sudden action.

To the girl, this was normal. Two best friends in a room at 3am, treating his wounds, listening to the toman's commander whining about his injuries hurting--- But to mikey, his wounds were simply just an excuse to see y/n worried about him.

He slowly held on to y/n's hips, inching them a little more closer causing y/n to jolt slightly at the sudden touch "W-what---" Y/n was visibly red, and her voice shaky .

"What?" Mikey smiled smugly, "This way you can treat my lips with the utmost care<3" He completely enveloped his hands around y/n's waist.

'Two can play at this game'

'Oh god, He's too close--'. Poor y/n was now beet red, her hands a bit shaky. Someone save this girl from melting

"You smell nice" Mikey commented with a toothy grin, tigthening his grip around her waist.

Y/n was completely flustered, the boy had always teased her with compliments. But he has never acted this sweet. She was used to him being a tease.

'treat his wounds already so you can sleep soundly, please y/n'

It felt like she was battling her own thoughts as she stared at the boy's lips. She could swear that her heartbeat was too loud. Loud enough for the boy to hear...

"T-there. You're all good. Now please leave, i need sleep." A bit dazed, y/n was still flustered.

"Done already?..."Mikey sounded disappointed. He removed both hands from her waist and puffed out his cheeks. Y/n went back to her bathroom to return her kit.

"Yes, now if you'll excuse me. Just head out the window whenever you feel like leaving." The girl had already slipped in her blankets, turning around.

"Can't i just sleep here?" The boy bounced up and down from her bed.

"No. and stop that."

"Why not?"

"Mikey, you do understand what my parents would do once they wake up to find me with you in this room? And i will never get to hear the end of emma--"

Her words were cut off once again when she felt the other side of the bed a bit heavy, the boy had layed next to her and enveloped her in a back hug.

"M-mikey! You seriously plan on sleeping here?"

"Y/n- chin~~" She shivered as she felt his cheeks rubbing off against her back. "Thanks for treating my wounds.."I wouldn't mind getting my body beaten up if it means that you'd do this with me everyday..".

Making her eyes widened, she turned around and was faced with mikey.

He was acting really weird today-- almost as if he treated her sweetly. Romantically.

But she wouldn't back down on this

"Is that so? Then i guess I'll be treating your wounds for a lifetime" Y/n gave him the sweetest smile. This was enough to make mikey dumbfounded and red.

But instead, he smirked and gently placed a kissed atop her head.

"I'll be in your care forever, Y/n-chin"

The boy said before getting up from her bed and leaving through the window.

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Bonus

"Goodmorning Y/n- chin!!" Mikey enveloped the girl in a tight hug, leaving the poor girl flustered in front of many people. Including one of their close friend. Draken.

"Mikey, where the hell have you been. We still have to meet up with mitsuya to talk about---" Draken was annoyed, seeing how the commander was acting carefree and forgot about them meeting in the morning at school

"Ah sorry ken-chin." The blonde took a quick glance at y/n.

"I have a date with y/n-chin today!" Mikey grinned widely.

"D-date?!"

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#mikey #sano manjro #tokyorev #tokyo revengers #manjiro #Y/n #mikeyxreader #fluff #scenario #Tokyorev boys

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stillwithkoo · 4 years

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Royal Spies and Everything Nice

Summary: It's hard being a princess who's also an undercover spy, but with the help of your rival and sort of boyfrienemy Prince Jeon, maybe you'll make it through alive.

Tags & warnings: fluff, angst, some violence, just beware- jk. Rivals2luvers, some shrek characters make an appearance cos i smoke cracK das wut i smoke. Smut in the end, a lil cussing etc.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Commissioned for @nochusyn 💋 tysm for being so patient ilyyy and im so happy i didn't d13 so i could finish this! Shsh xx (if y'all wanna commission me just message me here on tumblr!)

Wc: 10k+++

A/N: I almost di3d writing this so pls read it n check it out char- begging? Lol jk. But fr, I was so sick with 39.5 fevers and I didn't even know when i would finish it but I'm so happy I finally did today! This is also like a late jk bday present. Ily all and JK always! 💜

Once upon a time in the futuristic land of Royalea, a secret spy academy was made for royals to train and become professional spies. After years of suffering from invaders and having their kin kidnapped and slain by the same invader rebels, the royals wanted to put a stop to it all, they wanted to protect their children, their future heirs.

They had learned from their past mistakes and devised a plan to become stronger. They strictly trained their children at a young age to help in preparing them to face all kinds of enemies. So that when the time comes, they will be able to protect themselves. They won't be the ones cowering in fear, feeling helpless and begging for mercy at the hands of their enemies.

They will be the ones invading other lands and eradicating anyone who threatens to come in their way. That is how they innovated their land. With their newfound courage and mindset. Within just a few years of establishing the academy, they had the latest gadgets and technology the neighboring countries would envy. Their princes and princesses trained brilliant in combat. To them, it didn't make their heirs any less poised and graceful just because they knew how to fight. Those times are done, and they knew what was most important having witnessed the chaotic events that happened before.

Although most of them thought that- not everyone did. A few royals still wanted to live the traditional way, they preferred to raise their royal children by the book and with grace, as they say. They reasoned that their heirs' responsibilities were to lead a land, not play as guards. They were curious about the superb technology their land had now, but they limited their use of it. Your parents were one of those traditional royals.

The queen was about to enjoy the morning's prepared feast, when she caught you in the corner of her eye wearing a cloak heading for the door. You were probably planning to sneak out before breakfast again. "Y/N, come back here dear. You were trying to sneak out again right? Where have you been running off to these days? I hope it's not where I think it is, because I've told you not to go there-" The queen had ranted but you cut her off. "It's not where you think it is okay? But even if it was, why won't you let me go anyway? How will I be safe If I don't know how to defend myself?"

"You know why we forbid you to go to that place. You're safer here. You don't need to become a brute to be safe. That's why there are guards to protect you, you have your own knight Hoseok to protect you-" The queen rambled and explained only to be interrupted by you again. "Well I don't want to just rely on the guards and my knight, your majesty. I wanna be able to protect myself whenever and wherever. You say I'm safer here, but you can't always assure that. I don't know why you won't just let me be a-" It was the queen's turn to interrupt you, "And I don't know why you keep on insisting to disrespect and disobey me. Don't finish that sentence or you'll regret it princess. Actually, If you won't listen to me then maybe you'd be better off inside your room the whole day. Guards, please escort Princess Y/N to her room and make sure she doesn't leave the palace."

"This is so unfair! Why are you doing this to me?" You exclaimed. "You know why, my child. It's because I only want to keep you safe. I'm doing this for you so don't dare to disobey me again, or you might have to stay in your tower for a year again." The queen warned. You didn't bother to retort anymore, it was futile.

You were bored, your breakfast was sent to your room but you didn't have the appetite to eat. You were supposed to be assigned to a new mission today, it just sucks that your mother had seen you on the way out. All of it sucked. This castle you're in, your mother, (though you loved her deeply, she can sometimes be so difficult and strict.) everyone on this planet, Prince Jeon, wait… Jeon Jungkook. That's it! Maybe if his panties aren't in a twist today- maybe he can help you get out. It won't hurt to try though, so that's what you decided to do. You took your phone and messaged him.

To Agent 🐰: 9:18 am

Hey bunny I need your help.

To Agent 🦊 princess: 9:19 am

And why should I help you? 🤔

To Agent 🐰: 9:20 am

Because I'm stuck here and I can't fight you if I can't get out. So come here and get me 😜

To Agent 🦊 princess: 9:21 am

Touché. But what's the magic word princess? 😉 you need to say it.

To Agent 🐰: 9:22 am

Ughh. Fr? Fine. Pls help me my furry prince and hurryyyy.

To Agent 🦊 princess: 9:23 am

I'm otw my princess. And for the Nth time I told you I'm not a furry!

Jungkook arrived to the palace after a while, the queen was always delighted to see his presence. "Prince Jungkook, It's a pleasure to see you. If you don't mind me asking, what brings you here today?" the queen inquired. "It's a pleasure to see you too your majesty. I actually came here to see Princess Y/N, is she busy?" Jungkook said albeit knowing you were stuck in your room.

"Oh not really. Let me ask the maids to get her for you."

"Um, if you don't mind your majesty, I can just go into her room myself. If that's okay?" Jungkook asked. "Of course that's okay dear. You know where her room is right?" Jungkook nodded.

Jungkook was taking a little too long, you thought. If only you had another choice, you wouldn't conspire with that annoying prince. After a few seconds, you heard someone knocking on your door. Could it be him? "Jungkook is that you?" you inquired. "No, I'm not Jungkook miss. I'm just your friendly neighborhood spiderman." you opened the door and there stood the handsome ebony haired prince. "Spiderman your ass, what took you so long? I've been waiting here for ages!" You whined. "Sorry princess, I did try to hurry a little for you. Anyway, what's the plan?" The prince said as he sat and made himself comfortable in your bed.

"Hmm. I was thinking maybe you could convince my mother to let me go out with you today," You looked at him directly, trying to convey what your plan is with your eyes. "Even though I'm supposed to be grounded. Maybe you could tell her that we're gonna practice archery, or we're gonna conquer other lands, whatever just do your thing. As gross as it is and I don't know why but, she's quite fond of you so- help me get out of here." Jungkook stares at you and notices how your long brown wavy hair falls over your face. He always thought your hairstyle matched perfectly to your face. You were actually kind of perfect to him. But he'll never tell you that of course, even if you or someone threatened to kill him.

"And what do I get by helping you princess?" He smirked. He loved teasing you and making you irritated, he thought it was kind of cute how your face would turn red from anger after he irritated the shit out of you and when you get flustered. Everytime he teased you he couldn't help but think you were sort of cute. "You can get the satisfaction of me letting you get more points on the top spies leaderboard." You replied smartly.

"As if you'd let me do that without chewing my ear off. Please give me something that's actually factual."

"Fine. Hmm, how about me promising not to insult you for a week even if you annoy the hell out of me?" You suggested smiling a little manipulatively at him. "Eh, that's lame. How about you do me a dare and maybe I'll agree to your planposal." He retorted and smirked arrogantly. You hated when he smiled like that, he's always so cocky and just because he looked handsome as hell- not that you'll admit it out loud ever, doesn't mean you'll fall for his insufferable cute ass. Wait did you just say handsome and cute? Ew. You meant evil. Yes that's what you meant… Anyway.

"Please don't say planposal ever again," You rolled your eyes at him. "Regardless, it depends on what the dare is. If you want me to run around naked and flash the whole kingdom then that's not gonna happen baby." You told him strictly.

"Don't worry princess, as satisfying that concept is for me, I don't wanna be the cause of blindness and curse the whole land." What the heck did he mean? Did he just insult me? "Whatever, Jeon. Just tell me what you want." You demanded.

"I want you." What? Did his last tiny brain cell die and now he's talking nonsense?

"What?" you replied flustered by his weird statement.

"I want you to do this mission for me. That's my dare. Why are you flustered though? Did you think about something else?" He taunted and smirked again, It's like he never stops being cocky when he's around you.

"Of course not. I'm not delusional like you. And what mission is it that you can't seem to do it yourself? Is Prince Jeon a little scared?"

"I'm not scared. It's just no fun to do it myself when I can have my princess to do it for me. That's my condition though if you want me to help you get out of here. I'll help you escape, and you'll help me when you're out. Is it a deal?"

"Hmm, tell me what mission is it and maybe I'll agree." You proposed. "You'll know when you do it, so I'm not telling you right now. Also, I want you to do another little thing for me." He grinned evilly. You have a feeling you're gonna hate him even more for what he's about to make you do. Nevertheless you agreed, if that meant he'd help you get away from your mother today. [INSERT PIC]

You were finally able to get out of the palace thanks to Jeon Jungkook's annoying face. You don't know how he charmed your mother, but at least she bought the act that the two of you were practicing your archery skills. You got what you wanted, but at the cost of your ego. You couldn't believe you actually praised Jeon Jungkook in public and embarrassed yourself on social media. Anyhow, the two of you were now on the way to the academy riding your respective monocycles. (the ones the guys in Men in Black used to ride, if you've seen the movie.)

It didn't take long for you to arrive, and before the other royal spies could see that you two came together, you already told Jungkook to maintain some distance beforehand, and act as if you didn't just hangout awhile ago.

You parked your monocycle and just as you were about to go inside the academy, you noticed how Jeon Jungkook gathered the attention of some girls and even boys too. Maybe it was the way his hair still looked perfect and fluffy in the wind, or the way he walked so gracefully just how a prince should. Either way, you couldn't deny how popular he was. He was every prince/princess' dream guy. No one could resist him, and maybe you couldn't too, maybe that's why you loathe him a lot.

In Prince Jungkook's defense, it wasn't his fault he was born so damn beautiful. He didn't pretend that he didn't notice the stares and the attention people gave him. But he also wasn't so cocky about it. He was still quite humble if he might say, and he was a shy guy too. He didn't actually care about everyone's attention, well maybe except one. It was still confusing to him how you always thought he was cocky because he was popular, as if you weren't cocky and popular too? He wondered if you noticed the other princes gawking at you when you walk by, or the insecure princesses rolling their eyes because they can't be you. You weren't even just a princess, you were one of the best spies in the academy too.

You were practicing your knife throwing skills when you noticed a presence beside you.

"Go on continue, don't mind my gorgeous presence here." He said.

"What are you doing here Jeon? And what do you want? I'm busy," you retorted. "I just wanted to remind you about our deal princess. The mission I want you to do, it's at 1800. Just wanted you to be ready."

"I'm always ready Jeon."

"I know but you might need a good luck from me personally for this one, that's why I came to see you before you go. Good luck my princess, be safe." He said and left you wondering if the mission was truly as dangerous as he hinted.

♡

It turned out that the mission was quite harder than you expected. You had to overthrow a mad king, but not just any mad king- he was a retired superspy too. It didn't help that his army were giant killer robots, and although you've trained at a young age, it was still a little difficult to defeat them alone. You understand now why Jungkook made you do this mission, it was a trap.

That insufferable prince- he'll see when you get out of this hell hole, if you get out of here alive he'll really get his ass kicked. "Ballsacks!" you cursed as you barely dodged the laser beam the giant robot just shot at you. You were debating now if you should call reinforcements but you didn't wanna lower your pride for him even more. You didn’t wanna give him the satisfaction of knowing you're failing this mission.

Just as you thought you were gonna get crushed by one of the ginormous robots- to your surprise, the nasty thing got blown into bits.

"I knew these bubblegum bombs would come in handy someday," the voice spoke. "It's really unprofessional of you to leave your gadgets behind princess. You should be thankful I decided to bring them here to you." Of course it was the insufferable agent rabbit.

"What are you doing here Jeon?" you inquired rudely.

"What does it look like I'm doing Y/N? I'm saving your ass from getting killed." he retorted, and you were taken aback when he called you by your first name. It was a rule that agents should call each other by their codenames, you wondered if he forgot about that. "How dare you call me by my name! You know that isn't allowed. Call me by my codename you idiot, and I don't need you to save me, I can save myself thank you very much." You retorted.

"You called me by my name first! Whatever, and sure you can, you were obviously not about to get crushed just five minutes ago. I didn't even get a sincere thanks from you 'cause in case you forgot, just like how you forgot your gadgets, I saved you princess." he said snarkily. "Well, I didn't ask you to, but fine thanks a lot! I'm so grateful you saved me. Happy now?" So what if he saved your ass this time, it's not like he saved the world? And you were only in this predicament because of him anyway. This was his mission and he made you do it, maybe it was your fault for underestimating the mission hence, you only brought a few gadgets- but that's not even such a big deal. So why is he blaming you and making such a fuss about this? You really despised his ass.

"That still sounds so insincere princess, but sure I'll accept that, we have bigger robots to fry right now anyway-"

"Don't stop attacking them annihilate them fast!" The mad king exclaimed as he instructed his gigantic robots to attack the two of you even harder. You heard his minions reply and called him Agust, maybe that was his name. Jungkook and you were hiding at this point, their attacks were getting stronger and you really needed to finish this mission fast but that's still a problem for now. Luckily Jungkook thought of a plan, and he decided you should use the remaining bubblegum bombs to destroy all the massive robots, but you had to chew the gums first before blowing it on them.

You blew the last one on the king and successfully eradicated his existence for good. It was satisfying to defeat him albeit it wasn't that easy.

"Ugh, finally we can go home now." Jungkook whined. "Yeah, mayhaps I can't believe we could work as a team." You added. "A team? I did all the work though? Without me you'd probably be-" you cut him off, "Yeah sure, whatever but I still helped blow the gum bombs! Anyway, we better leave now my mother's probably worried."

"I would be too, if I had a daughter like you." he remarked. "What's that supposed to mean Jeon?" You glared at him. "Oh nothing, nothing my princess." there he goes again smirking like a cocky idiot. Gross. He didn't even stop grinning when you rode your monocycles all the way home.

~♡~

"Prince Jeon, Princess Y/N, It's late. What took you so long?" The King inquired. You were surprised to say the least that it wasn't your mother, the queen who was waiting for you when you arrived. "Sorry if I took her out so long your majesty, we decided to visit my kingdom after practicing archery and got distracted. We didn't realize the sun had already set when we were done, my apologies." Jungkook smoothly reasoned.

"It's fine, next time just don't stay out too late. Though Y/N dear, what happened to your dress? It's as dirty as a peasant! Is that how a princess should behave and carry herself? You're lucky your mother isn't here and on an emergency meeting right now, or you'll be grounded for life!" Your father added. "Dad I-" you were about to defend yourself and explain when Jungkook cut you off.

"It's actually my fault, your majesty. Please don't blame Princess Y/N. We were playing at the castle, and mayhaps we had too much fun. I apologize again, your majesty." Jungkook looked at you in a conspiring way, as if to tell you to ride along with his story. "Very well. You should stop apologizing son, accidents can happen." Wow. Your father didn't get mad at the obnoxious rabbit prince, but he got mad at you, how fracking fair. It's totally fine. You truly felt great. "Although you both should always be mindful of how you look and your actions, you are royalty after all." The king added.

"Of course dad, even though I didn't ask to be born like this…" You quipped, voice lowering a little as you finished saying it. "What did you say Y/N?" "Nothing dad, can I go eat dinner now? I'm hungry as heck. Bye Jeon, have a safe trip on the way home." You told Jungkook and were already heading to the dining area when your father decided to say something that stopped you from going there completely, "Mind your language dear, also it's truly quite late, aren't you starving Prince Jungkook?" The king inquired, staring at Jungkook to check his reaction. "Um, It's late your majesty I should be heading home, and I don't know if Princess Y/N wants me to eat with her…" You glared at him and mouthed 'What the fck Jeon? You frackin pig!' well obnoxiously he looked like a rabbit with his big bunny teeth, but the way he was acting now- he was like a starving pig. The king ignored what Jungkook said and told him, "Nonsense boy! I'm sure Princess Y/N will be delighted to have you join us for dinner. I already ate actually, but I'd love to join you both for dinner again I could get some snack- you can't always have enough snacks!" The king exclaimed enthusiastically.

"But dad-" you try to dissuade him to no avail, "No buts my lovely daughter, Prince Jungkook will be joining us for dinner. You should probably change your clothes before you eat dinner, Jungkook and I will head to the dining room first. Come along now Jungkook," The king beckoned as Jungkook followed him to the dining room. You were planning to have a peaceful dinner tonight, but of course Jeon Jungkook would ruin that as fracking always. When will he ever stop annoying you?

You went to your room begrudgingly, and changed into some casual clothes that were still appropriate for dinner but also for having an annoying guest eating with you. After a short while, you finally joined them to eat. You sat beside Jungkook and your father was at the center of the table. It wouldn't have been awkward if your father didn't start to ask obnoxious questions.

"So Prince Jeon, what have you been up to these days? Searching for potential wife candidates?" The king inquired. You glared at your father. Jungkook almost choked on a piece of steak he was eating, but he managed to answer after drinking some water. "Uh, I've been busy with my duties your majesty. Ensuring the safety of my people and thinking of ways to stop the remaining rebels. I haven't really had the time to look for potential wife candidates."

"Oh. It's good to hear that you prioritize the safety of your people Prince Jeon. But you're not getting any younger. Soon enough, you'll need a good wife to be your future queen and help you lead the kingdom. Do you have anyone in mind right now?" The king probed. "Dad- stop being so nosy." You said, annoyed and a little embarrassed. "I'm not, I'm just asking the boy if he has an idea or a person in mind to be his future queen. So do you, Prince Jeon?"

"Um- as I've said your majesty, I'm too busy to think about marriage right now. I'm still young though, so I'm not that in a hurry to get married." Jungkook replied a little uncomfortable but still respectful. "That's comprehensible. I think Y/N here," Your father said while looking at you, "is the same too."

"Although, I have someone in mind for her already." The king announced, making Jungkook feel something weird inside him. Jungkook wondered what the king meant- or who he meant? For some crazy reason, he can't imagine you marrying someone. Or someone else… Of course not that he wants to marry you! But- maybe it wouldn't be so bad at all too. "Okay, this conversation is over dad," You told the king. "We're done eating and Jungkook has to go home, so goodbye everyone I'm going to my room now." You stood up and went to your room in a hurry.

"But Y/N I'm not done talking you brat! I still haven't finished this delicious croissant-" The king quipped disappointedly. "She's quite a disrespectful brat sometimes, I wonder who she got it from- forgive my daughter Jeon."

"It's okay your majesty, I was about to leave too. I'll be going now if you don't mind-"

"Wait-" Jungkook stood up and sat again because of what the king said. "I hope you're not mad at her, she really is a little hard to handle." The king looked at him pitifully, "Oh, I'm not your majesty. Though I won't disagree with you on that statement- about her being hard to handle I mean…" he joked.

"Yes, she is quite stubborn. But I'm sure you can handle her quite well." Jungkook was confused again, what did your father mean? "I'm sorry your majesty, I don't really get what you're trying to say?" The king looked him in the eye gleefully and said, "I'm saying, I like you- for her. I think the both of you would make a perfect match." Jungkook blushed, oh. So that's what he meant.

"Don't you agree Prince Jeon?" The king teased him further. "I-... Yes I suppose so, your majesty." He shyly replied. It would be rude to disagree, or say awful stuff. "That is- if you're not secretly a couple yet, are you not?"

"No!" Jungkook replied a little too loud. "I meant- no we aren't yet your majesty. We're not secretly seeing each other…" he backtracked, calmer now. "Oh, you aren't yet. That's alright, the two of you are still young- there's still a lot of time. We're just excited for your wedding and to see our grandchildren! But all in God's perfect timing- anyway sorry for keeping you here, have a safe trip home Prince Jeon! Hopefully you'll be calling me dad soon." The king whispered the last bit as Jungkook was finally on his way out of the palace, but he still heard it to his dismay, and it didn't help in making the forming blush on his cheeks go away. The thought of getting married with you isn't so appalling to him- but having kids right away… it was weird to think about. The whole conversation was weird to think about and yet it was the most constant thing on his mind the whole night.

~💜~

You were lucky the queen was still on an important meeting as you made your way out of the palace, or so you thought- when your father, the king shouted your name in your lawn. Of course he made you go back to your room, and unless you had important things to do outside you won't be able to go out. And because of that, you resorted to call the bunny prince for help again. So now, you're waiting for him to be your knight in shining armor and take you away from the palace again. After an hour of agony, he finally arrived and managed to convince your father with a shitty excuse to let you go with him. If you weren't seeing things, you might've thought they were whispering some secret information to each other. Your parents always looked like they were so elated to see that prince in the palace. Your dad was being weird now too. Men are such eerie creatures, you thought.

"Hey Jeon. What were you whispering about to my dad a while ago?" You called to him as you rode your speedy monocycles. "What?" Mayhaps he didn't hear you, as the wind gushed too loud. "I said- nevermind." You didn't bother to ask him what they talked about anymore, maybe it didn't matter anyway. You were nearing the academy, and you parked your monocycle right away when you arrived. Not bothering to look at him and see his fangirls flocking over him again.

You were practicing with throwing your dart knives when you overheard a girl and a familiar someone talking. "Baby! You're always so hot and perfect! you're on the top spies leaderboard again, marry me please!" Her rat-like voice annoyed you, so you decided to stare at her in hopes that she'll feel a little embarrassed at least. But to no avail, she only continued her mouth breathing sentiments."I don't mean to be rude Princess Fiona, but I'm not ready to get married right now." or ever with you, Jungkook wanted to add- but he only did in his mind.

And of course, the cause of this headache inducing fiasco is no other than Prince Jungkook, why are you even surprised? Why can't they be annoying somewhere else? Probably a million miles away from you? "Oh, I don't mean right away silly. Maybe in a few weeks or months? I just know we're meant to be my prince." Gawd, you're actually praying for her future husband. Hopefully he can stand her annoying rat-ogre voice. "I'm sorry Fiona, I really think I'm not the right guy for you. Although I heard Lord Farquaad seemed to have feelings for you." Jungkook suggested. "What? Lord Farquaad? Ew, he's a midget gross. Is that why you won't marry me? Are you jealous baby? You don't have to be!" she squealed and giggled, you had to stop yourself for aiming at her face, it wasn't the knife's fault and you were against animal cruelty anyway.

"No," Jungkook sighed, she wasn't getting it. "I'm not jealous. I just think you're better off with Lord Farquaad, and I'm better with…"

"Better with who? Oh please tell me Prince Jeon who's better with you rather than I?" She seemed to look around at other girls, hoping to find the answer to her question when Jungkook still couldn't reply. She only stopped when she noticed you looking at her too, so you looked away from her and turned your attention on a laser gun that was displayed instead. You were planning to tune them out fully, when she spoke something that triggered something in you. Something you didn't quite like.

"When you said you were better off with someone else, did you mean to say you were better off with someone like Princess Y/N? Are you serious Prince Jeon? She's not even that pretty, or that great of a spy." Hearing her utter those ill-founded words made your blood boil, how dare she point out your flaws and insecurity? You were already one of the best spies, yet you still trained to be a better spy everyday, even if you being a spy was against your parents' wishes- maybe that's why you couldn't control your next actions- you threw one of the dart knives at her direction.

Lucky for her, it missed her face by a centimeter. Actually, if you wanted to hit her you could've, but you just wanted to shut her up. And shut her up you did. She was too shocked to speak at first, too in awe at what happened. Until she regained her senses and confronted the perpetrator. "You! Y/N how dare you try to impale my face with that dirty knife! My father will hear about this!" she pointed at you looking mad and ogre-like at the same time.

"Oh stop being too dramatic Fiona, maybe it was an accident, I'm sure Y/N didn't mean to throw it at you." Jungkook said glancing your way, though it looked more like he was trying to save your ass rather than comfort the ogre like princess. "But I did though Jungkook. I meant to aim it at her to shut her up," You replied looking Fiona directly in the eyes. "See Jungkook? She didn't even deny it!" she exclaimed.

"Which I only did because of what you spoke about me. You had the audacity to insult and slander me, yet you got scared of almost getting what you deserved. Please Princess Fiona save it for someone who cares, it's not me or Jungkook but mayhaps another ogre does." You kept your knives and walked away from them. "Come back here you bitch! You still have to pay for almost murdering me!" she screamed wanting to follow you, but Jungkook held her back from doing so.

"Fiona stop harassing Y/N. You won't follow her nor will you continue to insult her, if you as much touch her hair or be near her- you'll be hearing from me. And I also won't hesitate to tell your father about what you're doing." Jungkook reprimanded her and left the fuming princess to follow after you.

Jungkook found you at another training station trying some new gadget that was actually quite useful to distract and even escape rebels, if you were in a hurry. You didn’t seem to notice him yet or you pretended not to, so he made his presence known by speaking first.

"That seems really handy, you could totally make use of that a lot when needing an escape for extremely hard missions." You were still ignoring him so he spoke again. "Not saying you always escape hard missions-" You interrupted him. "Then what are you saying Jeon? Just because I needed a little help from you on that difficult mission, doesn't mean I'll always need someone or something to save me. For the record, I don't always rely on gadgets to defeat enemies, I've successfully completed a lot of missions without them."

"I know that Y/N, I'm just trying to give you some advice." he retorted. "More like you're trying to prove to me that you're always right."

"But aren't I babe? I'm indeed always right,"

"Don't call me that, hearing you call me it just gave me a disease." You chided. "Oh really? I bet you secretly like it though, just like you like me." He boasted. "Wait what? Where did that come from? Are you on crack or did your last brain cell finally decided to leave you?" How dare he assume and say such horrendous things? He's probably hallucinating or something.

"Excuse me I don't do crack, but you don't have to deny it. I get it you're shy, and you were jealous of Fiona that's why you acted up a while ago-" he's truly insufferable. "Me Jealous? Please don't delude yourself, wake up from that dream it isn't healthy." You wanted to leave his delusional ass once more, but he prevented you from doing that when he cornered you to a wall and got too close for comfort. "I can prove it you know, that you're jealous," He was breathing hotly on your face, staring deeply into your eyes and slowly, he seemed to inch his face closer to yours- as if planning to steal a taste of your lips, you were so flustered that you decided to close your eyes. Waiting and kind of hoping to feel his soft lips on yours, but it never came.

Because just before Jungkook could kiss you, you heard someone cough, and the both of you decided to break apart from each other. "Ehem. Agent Y/N and Agent JK, I'm going to assign mission partners, you should both probably be at the assembly hall so you don't miss it." Your instructor said looking at the two of you weirdly. You both awkwardly looked at him back and nodded.

💜

"Agent Fiona and Agent Farquaad, you'll be partners for this mission and probably the succeeding ones too." Your instructor announced, Fiona grimaced seemingly disappointed with who her partner was but not bothering to say anything. Meanwhile, Farquaad had a smile on his face as he was partnered with the gal he liked. When your turn came, you couldn't believe the luck you just had to be partnered with the guy you wanted to avoid the most.

"Agent Y/N and Agent JK, you’ll be partners for this mission and the succeeding ones, as you both are the best spies in this academy." Your instructor said with gleam in his eyes. Did he plan this? Did he think you and Jungkook got along well because of what he almost saw a while ago? What the hell? What is he doing? You were having an internal monologue, as you were still having a hard time processing the fact that you'll have to spend more time with annoying Prince Jungkook again. You couldn't believe it, you wouldn't. Your mental breakdown was interrupted by someone's disgustingly familiar voice speaking to you,

"So, partners huh? I'd say I'm glad to be partnered by a top spy in our academy, but I'm not really sure I am. Maybe 'cause I loathe it as much as you do?" You glared at him. "As if I'll be partners with you," you retorted and stormed off to find your instructor to plead with him.

"Um. Excuse me sir, can I please switch partners?" you pleaded to your instructor when you found him. "Agent Y/N… I'm sorry, but I chose your partners for a reason. Also, Agent JK is one of the best spy princes. I don't understand why you don't wanna be partners with him?" He replied.

"I know sir, but- we just don't get along that well, and actually, I think I can handle a mission on my own just fine." you explained. "I'm one of the best spies as you've said, and we all know that's true so… Please?"

"I'm really sorry Agent Y/N, but my decision is final. Your partner is Agent JK, and if you have problems with each other right now, then hopefully this mission will help you guys resolve it, and make you feel closer." Your instructor paused for a bit, you didn't know why but he was seemingly and suddenly in deep thought. "If you don't mind me asking and I don't mean to be nosy, but are you guys having a lovers quarrel or something?" he inquired.

"W-what? Of course not sir! Me and him lovers? Not in this lifetime. Why did you even think of that if I may ask?" you were flustered but curious. Did your instructor think of that because of what he saw a while ago? You didn't even know what truly transpired between you and Jungkook in that moment, you just knew that it felt right and wrong at the same time. "I think you realize that I saw you both a while ago, you two were pretty close to each other. I just thought you might be dating. It's a little disappointing that you aren't but that's okay." you fought another blush that threatened to show in your cheeks because of what your instructor said.

"But sir- why would it be disappointing?" you asked dumbly. "It's a little disappointing because you two look great together. You're both compatible in my opinion," he said looking at you seriously. "You're both top spies, both popular within the academy and even outside of it, you're both competitive, but you complement each other. Should I tell you more?" you didn't know if he was asking rhetorically or if he really wanted you to answer that question, so you just looked at the walls of the academy instead. But you also thought about what he said, did you and Jungkook really complement each other?

"If you don't have anymore questions Agent YN, I'll be going now. I still have some tasks to do, but remember that I'm rooting for both of you." he smiled at you knowingly, and your instructor went back to his room. Whether he meant that in regards to you both being spies, or the concept of you and Jungkook dating, mayhaps it was both- you didn’t know. But you were more scared than curious to ponder about it and find out.

You still went home together with Jungkook despite of the awkward air around the two of you, even if you didn't wanna be partners with him mayhaps you didn't have any choice, so why bother complaining about it anymore. You both chose to stay silent during the ride on the way home, not really talking until you arrived at the palace.

👑

"You got home late again. What have you both been doing that's taking up your whole time and day?" The king inquired immediately when you both arrived. "Dad- we were just…" You replied until Jungkook cut you off again, he seemed to be doing that frequently these days.

"We were just hanging out as usual your majesty. Actually- we're hanging out too much because…" Jungkook hesitantly took a peek in your direction, "Because- we're dating." what in the name of crippled hairy ballsacks is he on now? Mayhaps he's really lost it and now cursing you.

"What the hell are you talking about Jeon?" you yelled and glared at him. He looked like he was trying to talk to you telepathically with his eyes, because he obviously can't do it with his mind. "Y/N- can you just play along-" he whispered to you. Your father wasn't all too happy with the way you screamed and cursed though, so he reprimanded you again. "Princess Y/N! Your language!" he also yelled brows furrowed in disappointment. "Have you forgotten your manners? A princess doesn't act like a tasteless fool!" he chided, you ignored him and pretended that you didn’t hear him. You just wanted to go to your room and disappear forever.

"And you Prince Jeon, is what you're saying the truth?" The king said as he looked at Jungkook pointedly. "Are you and Y/N truly dating? Why haven't you told us this? When did you both even start seeing each other?"

"Your majesty I can explain. Please don't be furious at us- or at least at Y/N that much-" Jungkook reasoned. "We wanted to keep it a secret for a while, as we were afraid of your reaction."

"Well aren't you afraid now? You just confessed your relationship in front of me." The king said. "We still are. Though I thought maybe you needed to know now, because secrets aren't meant to be kept forever." Jungkook explained.

"And is that truly the reason why you keep visiting Princess Y/N here and having all your rendezvous?" The king inquired again. "Well obviously dad, didn't you hear what he said?" You retorted smartly. You decided you were going to go with whatever this ballsack show Jungkook wants to play, if that meant your real secret won't be found out. (that is if they don't know of it already and are just letting you go for now.) Anyway, If this fake relationship is your escape pass then so be it. You were still planning to confront Jungkook about this shit show later though.

"Stop being sassy you brat, I wasn't talking to you, I was clearly asking our prince here." your dad scolded you. "Did you even court her properly Prince Jeon? I hope you did everything you can to truly deserve her heart."

"I- I did…Your majesty. I can tell you all about how I wooed her during dinner. That is if you'll allow me to stay for dinner?" Jungkook somewhat smoothly replied. You gave him a grim warning look- because he was really pushing it. Though mayhaps, you supposed him staying for dinner wouldn't be so insufferable- since you could talk to him after, and discuss what's going on in his heinous mind.

"Alright, Prince Jeon. You can stay for dinner, and maybe you can convince me if you're truly fitting for my dear Princess Y/N." The king replied.

👸🤴👑

Your father and Jungkook chatted amicably, though the king interrogated Jungkook a lot about your relationship. The king asked about how you both realized you were in love with each other, which was awkward because you weren't really in love. You let Jungkook do all the talking since he's a better liar in your opinion. Your father even had the audacity to ask when was your first kiss together? To which Jungkook almost choked on his water, while his cheeks burned red. It didn't seem like he'd stop interrogating Jungkook soon, so before he could ask Jungkook more personal questions like, if you'd slept together already- (It was common for the new generation of royals in your land to sleep around even before being wed.) You decided to interrupt and end their conversation.

You excused yourself from the table, telling your father you were full, and took Jungkook with you. The king surprisingly allowed you to go without a lot of fuss, but he did shoot you both suggestive looks. When you got to your room, Jungkook seemed to be relieved that you stopped the king from torturing him even further. Maybe using the word 'torturing' was a bit harsh- but that was kinda what Jungkook felt when your father asked him all those personal questions. Not that he was truly in pain, but more like he felt weird thinking about all the little white lies he told the king. He wondered if in the future it might come true? Would he still feel awkward or would he enjoy it? He was interrupted from his pondering when he heard your adorable voice, he realized you were talking to him.

"Hello?? Earth to rabbit prince? I was asking you a question but you seemed to be on planet mars or something," You commented while sitting on your bed. "Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about some stuff and things…" He was thinking about the possibilities of you and him- was what he wanted to say, but he'll probably never say it even if he was blackmailed by an enemy. "Stuff and things huh? Are you the main lead of Walking Dead now? Anyway- I was just asking you why you suddenly decided that we should fake date?"

"I-" Jungkook sighed while sitting on the chair near your bed, "I thought you had the idea why already," he simply replied. "Well, maybe I do have an idea." you told him. "But is my idea correct? Did you do it so I could go on missions without having a hard time sneaking out on my parents?"

"I guess. Mayhaps, I wanted to help you in a way." he shyly admitted, avoiding looking at your direction. "For real though? Why? What's in it for you?" you inquired, curious as to why he did such things to help you. "I don't know, maybe just because," was his curt reply. "Just because? What kind of answer is that? It doesn't make sense. I still want to know Jungkook," you probed.

"Maybe it's just because I can okay?" you looked at him still unconvinced. "Fine- maybe because I feel a little bad for you. You have boomer parents who still think you should stick to being a prim and proper princess, when we both know how much you want to be an amazing superspy too. And you already are," He told you, looking at you proudly. "But, I know how much you want to protect yourself and the people you love. I know that you love being a spy and going on missions. So maybe, that's why I made the whole fake dating show." He proclaimed.

"Okay...that seems comprehensible. You didn't have to do it, but you still did anyway. So I wanna thank you for that." you told Jungkook honestly. "Actually I was mad at first, I was confused about what your plan was. I didn't realize you were doing it for me. But when I did, I guessed it didn't seem so bad after all." you confessed looking at him shyly. "It's okay, I didn't tell you about it beforehand too. So I can understand why you were mad." he replied.

"Uh… yeah. Though, I'm still sorry for being rude. I guess we'll have to get along because we're partners now anyway." you suggested. "Okay, I guess we should try to be friends since we're partners now." Jungkook replied. Maybe being friends with Jungkook wouldn't be so bad.

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Your first official mission with Jungkook was at a nearby kingdom. It was reigned by the Kim family, and now ruled by their obnoxious tyrant son, Kim Seokjin. His beloved parents have been deceased for a few years now, that is why he's became king, and is doing whatever he wants with the land. Your mission is to teach him a lesson; and that is to learn how to share his wealth to his people. He doesn't care about anyone but himself. He's using up all the land's wealth for his selfish needs, and leaving his people to die of hunger and starvation.

Meeting King Seokjin was quite amusing. He didn't even spare you a glance as he sat on his throne, and looked at his face in his handheld mirror. He seemed to focus on his face only, quite a narcissistic trait. He also didn't seem to take you both seriously when you told him that he should change his ways- before it's too late. That is why you had no choice but to make him listen to you even if you had to exert a little force.

You had shot the wall near where he was sitting with your laser gun, (you also finally decided to bring a few gadgets just in case.) therefore catching his attention, finally. "What the hell? Are you deranged? Why did you do that you imbecile! You could've hit my beautiful face! I could have you killed for trying to scratch my gorgeous face you know!" King Seokjin exclaimed. "Well we had to get your attention you narcissistic king. You won't listen to us." Jungkook answered him for you.

"Stop acting like a spoiled child, and help your people. They need you." You retorted. "Who are you peasants to even tell me what to do?!! Actually, how did you both even get inside here? Guards!" the tyrant king screamed. "We're just people who were sent to teach you a lesson. Your guards are asleep if you must know. We kind of knocked them out, sorry about that your majesty." Jungkook quipped.

"Who are you heathens? I don't have time for your tomfoolery, so if it's money you want then just tell me how much and maybe I'll give you some." King Seokjin proclaimed. "We don't want any of your dirty money. What we want is that you learn how to share them with your people." You chided. "Share my money with commoners? What kind of ridiculous thing are you talking about? I'll never share my wealth with useless peasants! Never!"

"The useless peasants you called are the ones feeding you, and are the source of the food you eat. You don't even pay them for their rice and crops, you only know how to take but never give back." "I don't care what you say! I'm not sharing my money with slaves or anyone else even til I die!" he screamed. It seemed like he truly wasn't gonna cooperate or change his ways, so you had to resort to doing things by force yet again.

"Fine, you're really not gonna change? Then we'll just have to make you then." You announced to him. "Oh. please make me!" King Seokjin mocked. "Oh we really are, until you learn your lesson you selfish king." Jungkook retorted. And before he could reply or notice, you were both tying him up on his chair that he loves sitting on. And when he realized what you had done, it was too late and he couldn't move anymore. "What are you doing? Let me go! You'll pay for this you crazies!"

"I think we won't be paying for anything unlike you, your majesty. Now if you don't want us to carry you and leave you outside for the townspeople to beat up- you'll give us the money to pay your people." Jungkook demanded. "How dare you threaten me?! I'm not scared of you buffoons! And I'm not giving you any of my money! If you don't untie me this instant, you'll truly regret it! I promise you both!" He exclaimed. "I see you still won't cooperate with us, Okay. Let's go agent Fox."

Jungkook motioned for you to untie King Seokjin on the chair, only to tie him up again as Jungkook carried him down his throne. You were about to go out and leave him on the streets for the townspeople to beat up, when he suddenly screamed and begged you both not to. "Wait! Are you really gonna leave me out there to get beaten up?! Please don't! They'll ruin my beautiful face! Ok- Okay! I'll tell you where my money is and share them to my people! Just put me down please!"

"Are you seriously gonna help your people now? Do you promise?" Jungkook inquired. "Yes! Yes I promise! Now please put me down." King Seokjin replied. Jungkook put him back on his throne and you both waited for him to do what he promised. After getting some money from his secret vault, he then fulfilled his promise of paying the people he's been indebted with for so long. You both went with him to visit the townspeople he neglected and left to starve. Surprisingly, he paid them without so much fuss and no complaints from him. Even the townspeople were shocked at his sudden actions.

After giving the people the money they deserved, You were both surprised to be invited by the King for dinner. He explained that he wanted to thank you for making him realize his selfish ways, and he wanted to show you how grateful he was by letting you enjoy a good meal. Not wanting to be rude and mayhaps you were both kinda hungry too, you accepted his offer of dinner.

The dinner with the king went well. Mayhaps too well that is. You were just finishing your dessert when you felt a little light headed. You didn’t wanna think about it too much and ignored it, but then you felt dizzy. You decided to ask Jungkook if he felt the same weird feeling you felt but when you looked at him sitting beside you he was already knocked out on the table. Something seems amiss. "Excuse me King Seokjin, there's something wrong with your food. Did you put something in it?" you asked struggling to stay conscious. You knew you were right, when you looked at the treacherous king. He was grinning. "Oh. Did I? It's such a shame you caught on too late my dear. Have a nice slumber!" You were really gonna kick his ass when you regain your strength. But for now you had no choice but to succumb to the darkness inviting you so enticingly. Your last memory being King Seokjin's taunting and laughing face.

You woke up confused and unsure of where you were, til you remembered the events of yesterday. The narcissistic king. The dinner. Jungkook. You guys blacked out. It was morning you guessed, but you couldn't really see anything since you had been blindfolded. Your other senses were more alert since you couldn't see, but you just wanted to feel if Jungkook was there with you. If he was near you. "Agent Bunny…? Are you here? Are you near me?" you called, you were glad the crazy king didn't tape your mouth to shut you up so you could call out for your partner. You were starting to get nervous because you didn't hear Jungkook respond right away. What if King Seokjin did something to him? Where did he take him?

You wanted to escape at that moment and find Jungkook, but you realized your hands were tied up. You couldn't do so much but try to thrash around and be free. Your gadgets were probably confiscated too, so you couldn't use them. You were still trying to escape when you heard a muffled sound that made you stop. Was it Jungkook? "Agent Bunny! Was that you? Are you okay? I'll get us out of here, don't worry!" Jungkook tried to reply, but of course all you heard was his muffled voice. You thrashed again as if it'll help you, when the traitor king made his presence obvious. "Oh you should worry. If you don't stop moving around, the rope that's holding you might snap. And you wouldn't want to know where you'll be falling into." he chided.

The rope that's holding you? What did he mean? Weren't you sitting down on a chair? Wait- is that why it feels weird and unstable? Are you… hanging in the air? Ballsacks. "Fine, since I'm feeling a little merciful today, I'll let your partner or is he your boyfriend? give you a little warning." the king said as he removed the cover on Jungkook's mouth, "Y/N- I meant- agent Fox! stop moving! The rope that's holding your chair is weak, If it snaps you'll fall into a piranha tank!" In Jungkook's haste to warn you, he forgot and called you by your real name again.

You didn't really mind his mistake that much right now, until the obnoxious king taunted you. "Wait- did I hear that right? Did your boyfriend just call you Y/N? Is that your name princess? It is isn't it? A dreadful name for a dreadful girl!" You weren't actually tasked to kill him but you just might. How dare he slander your name? Just he wait til you get out of here alive, you'll absolutely kick his ass! "Shut up you're the dreadful one Kim Seokjin! How dare you call her that, and insult her name!" Jungkook defended you.

"Yada yada. You're the one who should shut up. Do you want to be muffled again?" the king threatened your partner. "Let us go you foolish king! What do you gain from doing all of this anyway?" You inquired. "And what if I don't huh? What are you gonna do about it? Nothing! You can't do anything you tied up fools! You asked me what do I gain from this? A satisfying revenge! And now your boyfriend is gonna see you get eaten by piranhas, but he won't be able to do anything but watch." He retorted.

Of course it makes sense how Jungkook was able to see where you were right now, the king didn't blindfold Jungkook like he did with you. But he covered his mouth instead. "You're wrong, King Seokjin. I'm gonna save her and you can't stop me!" Jungkook screamed furious at the king. "And how are you planning to do that? You can't even get up from your seat. I'd tell you I'd like to see you try, but I've already wasted too much of my precious time for this nonsense." King Seokjin yawned seemingly to show his boredom and annoyance. "Guards! Pull the rope and bring her down." He ordered to them, but before they could pull the rope and feed you to the piranhas- a commotion happened.

And there stood, two people you didn't expect to see. "Our instructor was wondering where you two were ya know? Tsk. For supposedly being the best spies you two are getting rusty." Fiona the ogre looking princess said. "Anyway, sir told us to find you guys and save your asses, that's why we're here. I don't like you but sir asked us to save you both- so it's whatever." Fiona said as she got rid of the guards who were still trying to pull you down. Of course Agent Farquaad came with her too, and he was the one who helped untie Jungkook. Seokjin was still shookt at how his plans crumbled ever so quickly, that he just stood there mouth agape.

For the first time in your life, you were kinda relieved to see her. You finally got out of your restraints and you wanted to face King Seokjin right away, but Fiona's next words stopped you. "Now that we've saved you both, our job here is done. Though next time, try to do your job better idiots so we don't have to do it for you." she told you as they were about to go, you didn't have the time to get mad at her so you just ignored her, but before they actually did she told you one last thing. "Oh I almost forgot, there are rumors about rebels planning to attack this dumb king who hostaged you. They might be on the way here now. We'd love to help ya guys, but we have other rebels from another city to take care of. So ttyl!" and then she scurried off with her partner.

Well it's not like you can't fight the rebels yourselves, but an earlier warning would've been nice. You moved closer to Jungkook who was keeping an eye on the now submissive king. "So bunny, what's the plan now?" you inquired. "I guess we wait for them to arrive and defeat them all." was his reply. You nodded in agreement, of course that's what you're going to do.

The rebels arrived not long after, and it was quite a taxing battle, but nothing you weren't used to. They carried high tech weapons too, but you managed to steal some from them and use it on them. Just as one rebel almost shot King Seokjin, you managed to pull him to the side just in time and save his plumpous ass. To say he was shocked that you saved him, was an understatement. He was literally in awe that you still saved his life, even if he had tied you up and almost fed you to the piranhas.

The act was actually enough that he started to mayhaps have a change of heart. After a hundred butts kicked and a few exhausting hours later, you finally defeated the rebels. Police reinforcements came to collect most of them (because a few rebels always manage to escape) and took them to jail, meanwhile you've never wanted more but to get back home already and just lie on your bed for a month. Your partner looked exhausted too, but still undeniably handsome. Not that you'll ever admit that to him. You were actually missing home, even though it's only been a day. Your parents would probably- oh glob, your parents! They're probably worried sick now. You hope you'll still be allowed to go out after this.

You were so busy worrying if you'll get grounded, that you didn’t notice the narcissistic King coming up to you. "Hey." He called out, breaking you out of your thoughts and surprising you. What did he want now? "I just wanted to say, thanks for saving me. You shouldn't have, but you still did anyway. And I'm sorry for everything. Promise, I'm being sincere this time." He seemed sincere with his apology, even though he couldn't really look you in the eye that well. You could say he was embarrassed? Or guilty? Maybe both. Still, you wanted to tease him and so you probed. "Are you really being honest now? Or is it another act of yours to deceive me again?"

"I'm being sincere this time I swear, I really felt awful about what I did to you. What I did to you both." he corrected. "I realized how selfish and crazy I've been, and I'm honestly sorry for that." "Well it's great that you realized your mistakes. I forgive you I guess, I don't wanna hold grudges for too long anyway." you replied. "Really? Thank you so much! I swear I'll prove to you that I'll change for real this time." he exclaimed getting your partner's attention, making him check up on you both in case something's wrong.

"Is everything alright with you two?" Jungkook asked. "Yeah bunny. He was just apologizing that's all." you replied. "Oh ok. Wait- he apologized? For real? How unbelievable." he then sent an accusing look at King Seokjin. "Yes he did. He seemed genuine so let's just let bygones be bygones." "Yeah. You sure he won't drug us to sleep again?" "Jungkook-"

"I won't. I should've never, it was truly wrong of me. I'm sorry for taunting you and for every wrong thing I've done. Believe me, I really do feel shitty for hurting you guys who saved me." King Seokjin heard your conversation and decided to apologize to Jungkook too. "If there's anything I could do to make it up to you guys, just please tell me. I'll do it in a heartbeat." "Hmm. Maybe there is something you could do." Jungkook suddenly had an idea.

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"Princess Y/N! Where have you been? we've been worried sick about you! Your mother couldn't sleep waiting for you!" Your father said when you finally arrived home. "Dad it was just a day, we were invited by our friend King Seokjin to stay for the night because it was getting late." you reasoned.

"King Seokjin? Is he the gorgeous man standing next to Jungkook right now?" your father inquired. "Yes dad," "Who is he? Why didn't you both tell us about him?" "He's our new friend, we helped him and he felt grateful so he made us stay for the night."

"It's amazing how you can plan quite a perfect lie my dear, you may have fooled your father- but we both know you can't fool me." the queen finally appeared. "So tell me Y/N, where were you really?" "Mom… I can explain-" "Were you at that spy academy of yours? Or going on those nonsense missions weren't you? I'm very disappointed in you Y/N. I thought you had quit being a useless spy. But of course, you had lied to me." she scolded you. You didn’t know what hurt more, the fact that she was disappointed in you, or the fact that she thought and probably still thinks- you're a useless spy.

"She isn't a useless spy, she saved me for crying out loud!" you were surprised to see King Seokjin was actually defending you. Maybe he truly had changed. "It's true your majesty. She isn't a useless spy, in fact she's one of the best spies in our academy. She's one of the best spies I know." Jungkook added. "Spectacular, but I don't recall asking you both for your opinion. So I suggest you both stay out of this. King Seokjin it's nice to meet you but you can go home now. As for you Prince Jungkook, you should probably leave too. I had a feeling you influenced her, and I was right." the queen reprimanded.

"Jungkook didn't influence me! I wanted to be a spy on my own. I just don't understand why you won't let me. Do you not love me mom?" you exclaimed. "Enough Y/N! Not another word from you, or you'll be spending your whole life in your tower. You're grounded for a year, and that's final. Guards, escort Princess Y/N to her tower and make sure she stays there for a year." you can't believe your mother right now, she had done this before when she first discovered what you were doing in the academy, and now she's doing it again. "Darling, don't you think you're being a little too harsh on our daughter? Locked for a year in her tower? Isn't that quite too much-" the king interrupted but the queen silenced him. "No I'm not being too harsh on her, you're too lenient on her that's why she keeps being a brat. She needs to learn how to listen to me, I'm her mother and the queen after all.

You lashed out on some of the guards on the way to your tower, you were just so upset you couldn't believe it had come to this. You could've escaped them easily, but you didn't want to be disowned by your family. So you decided to take your punishment.

You scrolled through your phone for the nth time today, and you were bored. Luckily, she at least let you had your phone. You wanted to see if you had new missions to do, but you felt conflicted too, because you can't disobey your mother this time. You were just planning to take a nap again when a strawberry hit you on the face. You looked at your window to find out where the strawberry came from, and you were in awe to see it was your bunny prince on a drone airplane. "Jungkook? How did you- why are you here?"

"To get you out, of course. Who else would help you other than me?" he cockily said. "You didn't even tell me you were coming. Anyway, thanks for wanting to take me out of here, but I can't. Even if I really want to escape, I can't anymore Jungkook." you refused. "You can't or you shouldn't? I know you're afraid of disappointing your mother again baby, but I think she'll understand. Besides, I think she was just angry at that moment. She probably wants to let you go back to your room now."

Your heart warmed at his pet name for you, but you still can't agree to go with him. "Exactly, Kook. Maybe she'll want to end my punishment sooner, but what if she finds out I disobeyed her again? She'll be furious, and I don't want my punishment to be extended." "Well what if she doesn't find out? I'm sure she can't see me when I'm this high on the ground. And I promise I'll bring you back home before they check on you. Come on princess, do you really wanna stay here alone in your tower, for a year?" he persuaded. "I don't… but ugh, I hate you Jeon Jungkook. Fine, just let me get my stuff." you caved in. How were you supposed to say no when a guy as annoyingly handsome as prince Jeon asked you?

You hopped on the airplane drone and went away with your handsome prince. You and Jungkook just flew around the land, it was awe inspiring to look at the villages and people from above. When he finally brought you home you felt a little glum that the day had to end. You were relieved that you weren't caught by the queen though. You were relieved to have Prince Jeon with you. You texted your instructor about your current situation and why you can't go on missions for a while. He told you he understood, he truly is the best instructor.

Jungkook came to see you again the next day. He didn't take you away this time, he just stayed with you and you two talked all day. Jungkook visited your tower everyday, and you couldn't help but fall for him each passing day too. One night, the two of you finally shared your first kiss and it felt amazing. He didn't come back the next day though, which made you feel worried that he didn't feel the same way. Unbeknownst to you, he was actually planning how to get you out of your current situation- while he couldn't stop thinking about your kiss too.

"Y/N, it's been 3 months since you've been locked here in your tower. I don't mind visiting you but, don't you miss going on missions with me? Don't lie, I know you do. We need to get you out of here." Jungkook declared. "Jungkook is that why you didn't come yesterday? 'Cause you were planning my escape from here?" you inquired still a little upset, he didn't come to see you yesterday. "Yes actually. Why? Did you think about something else?"

"No… I just thought- nevermind it doesn't matter." "Of course it matters princess, tell me what's on your mind." he asked you moving closer to touch your cheek fondly. "I thought you didn't like our kiss… And that you thought it was a mistake. Am i right?" you asked honestly.

"No you aren't baby. I loved our kiss, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I'm sorry I made you think that way, I really was just busy pondering how to get you out of here. But I have a plan now, and that's why I'm here to ask you if you'll agree with it."

"You do? You have a plan? Why do I have a feeling it's gonna be chaotic… But fine- I wanna hear it anyway,"

"Run away with me."

Ballsacks, he's kidding right? Your Jungkook is kidding right?

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You made a decision that day that changed your life. You ran away with Jungkook and lived at his palace. You were finally free to go on missions without worrying about what your mother would say. Jungkook kept your existence at the palace a secret at first, putting you in a secret room no one else knows but him. But of course as all secrets do, all secrets will be revealed. His parents found out that you were now living with them, and they were shookt but thankfully they let you stay.

They advised you to tell your parents though, so your parents would stop worrying about you. You did tell your parents about your whereabouts, you missed them after all. But you also told them you couldn't live with them, if they can't accept you for being a spy. You only talked to your father, the king. As your mother didn't seem interested to talk to you. You hoped she'll accept you for who you are someday.

3 years passed and you've decided to return to the palace, your home. You're full of nerves as you're worried about how they'll react to you coming back, but also because you have an important thing to talk about to them. You had returned to inform and personally invite them to your wedding. Your relationship with Jungkook grew stronger over the years, and one lovely night he proposed to you, which you accepted of course. That's why you're now getting married and elated to be one with him.

You're with Jungkook as you faced your parents. They looked quite surprised to see your presence again after a few years. Your father smiled at you and he seemed happy to finally see you again. Your mother on the other hand, still looked indifferent as before. "My dearest princess, I'm so glad you came back." your father told you. "I'm happy to see you too, dad." you smiled at him. "Actually, I'm here- I mean we're here, because we wanted to tell you something very important. Jungkook and I are getting married."

They didn't seem surprised to hear that actually. You guessed they figured out why you came today. "We want to personally invite you to our wedding. It'd be great if you both were there." you added. "Of course we'll be there. It's a good thing we didn't have to push through with the arranged marriage we planned for you guys before. It's spectacular that you fell for each other naturally." the queen surprised you all when she replied. She didn't seem to mean it with malice but with all honesty.

"Wait- you were planning to make us have an arranged marriage?" you inquired, you weren't mad anymore just shocked that your parents had planned to wed you with Jungkook after all. "Yes. Well it was because Jungkook's parents are our friends, and your marriage would be great to strengthen our kingdom. We're sorry if the knowledge infuriates you now."

"It doesn't. I'm just surprised that's all. Anyway, mayhaps we're truly meant to be as I'm still marrying him now." you said quite fondly. "The preparations have started as the wedding is in 3 days, the stylists will come soon so please tell them if you need something. I already picked yours and dad's clothes, I hope you don't mind. Can I stay in my room for tonight? Jungkook can take the guest room." you asked. "Wait Y/N. I wanted to apologize for being a cruel mother to you." the queen's words stopped you. "I'm sorry for locking you in the tower which made you runaway from us."

"I'm sorry for not believing in you, I always knew you were a great spy- I just didn't wanna acknowledge it because I was scared of losing you. And I did anyway. I guess I'm just sorry for being a bad mom and for everything my dear. I hope someday you'll be able to forgive me." you could feel the queen's remorse through her words and facial expressions, and you realized there wasn't really anger anymore. You were just sad for the lost time. "Thanks mom, that's all I've ever wanted to hear. I just wanted you to be proud of me. And you aren't a bad mother, I understand now why you did those things. Though they're quite questionable, but I forgive you. I already did a long time ago." You hugged each other and were finally glad to be on good terms again.

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Your wedding day came, and everything went perfect. You wore the loveliest wedding dress, and Jungkook wore the fittest suit. You only invited your close friends and family, you actually just wanted a simple wedding. The selfish but now kind King Seokjin, came too. Along with your fellow agents, Fiona and Farquaad. They all watched as you two sealed your newly formed union with a short but sweet passionate kiss.

After the glorious event, you were now inside Jungkook's room fidgeting and anticipating- what to do for the remainder of the night. You had just finished taking a relaxing bath, and were now dressed in your nightgown. Were you finally gonna do it with him after abstaining for years? Thoughts ran through your mind while waiting for Jungkook. He had to go somewhere for a bit because of some emergency prince duties. He was even busier now, that they want him to take over as the new king. But surely he'll make time for you on your wedding night right?

You were getting sleepy waiting for him when after a while, the knob to his door slowly turned. And then came your prince- and husband, the person you've been waiting for. "I'm sorry I took so long baby, the council and the advisors were just so-" "It's okay Kook, just come here and lie with me," you called. You didn’t even realize the implications of your words until you said them, and you couldn't take them back. You blushed furiously at seeming so desperate.

"I will my love, I'm just gonna take a shower first, then I'll come join you in bed" he chirped. After Jungkook's long agonizing shower- (or it just seemed long to you, when he really didn't take that long) he finally joined you in bed. Though, you couldn't face him because you were so embarrassed of your daring words awhile ago, that you may or may not have meant. You pretended to be asleep, but of course Jungkook knows you too much to know you were just pretending. "I know you're awake baby, don't pretend to fall asleep on me now. Not when we haven't made love yet."

Jungkook's words made you a little wet, okay maybe a lot. How can he be so irresistible? You tried to take a peek at his face but failed miserably, as your attention went to his beautifully sculptured body. He was lying so close to you without any clothes on! You almost saw his dick if not for the sheets covering it. "Like what you see my love? I didn't put any clothes on yet, 'cause It would be stupid if I'm just gonna take them off in a bit. I've really been waiting for this night Y/N," he said, touching your back through your nightgown tracing your curves.

"I'm finally gonna claim you and make you mine, can I make love to you now my love?" Jungkook sincerely inquired, and you gave him your permission because you wanted him to. You wanted him to make you his and you wanted to make love with him too. And you showed how much you loved each other all through the night. You loved it when he treated you so delicately, and he wasn't in a rush. You loved it when he sucked your perky nipples until they were so sensitive and swollen. You loved it when he thrusted inside you while kissing you at the same time and holding your hand. You loved your partner in crime Jeon Jungkook, the most loyal agent and bunny in the world. Your prince and your husband. And you're pretty sure he loved you too.

And they loved happily ever after. Fin. 🧚🏻‍♀️

A/N: tysm for reading! If you enjoyed please reblog and leave a nice comment! 🥺💜

Btw! This is the pic dat's should've been on the insert pic but tumblr luvs to f- me raw in the ass, so it re-arranged it. I'm only on mobile so i can't do sht so im very sorry!

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