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inosuketingz · 4 years

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the sheets are stained with blood [p.1]

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[ PART ONE ] PART TWO PART THREE PART FOUR Victor Zsasz x fem!Reader Warning: Some swearing and mentions of violence. Spoilers for Birds of Prey Word Count: 1482 Summary: Zsasz survives the ending of BoP and somehow snaps even further after finding out what happened to Roman. Desperate to find a new obsession, he latches on to the reader while meeting her on a heist. A/N; Thought about this after watching BoP and decided to write it for my new tumblr acc. Also posted on my Ao3. Its gonna get smutty in future parts of course but this first part is quite mundane lol. Future parts will also feature some Helena x reader bc I’m a whore for Helena Bertinelli. Reader is a witch-y metahuman and is a part of Wonder Woman’s rogue gallery.

The TV plays the latest news report as you stuff a spoon of cereal into your mouth. The reporter stands in front of some nightclub near the city reporting on yet another death by stabbing.

"... she was found in the back alley of the nightclub last night, her body purposefully positioned in a life-like stance. Due to CCTV evidence from the previous stabbing murder, the Gotham police are suspecting ex-businessman Victor Zsasz to be the wicked man behind these crimes..." An image transitions onto the screen, showing a low quality image of a man with almost paper white hair and dark bags under his eyes. The reporter continues to drone on about the twisted results from the autopsy report.

"Yikes," you say to yourself before you grab the remote from the coffee table and switch to another channel playing reruns of Martin

You came to Gotham a few months back since Wonder Woman never let you have any fun in Boston, even though she's currently stationed all the way in London. You assume you’ll be able to keep away from the Bat's radar while he’s busy dealing with psycho clowns and knife-wielding serial killers.

A soft ping rings from your phone and you glance at the screen. Shipment's called off is all the text on your lockscreen reads. It's from an unknown number, but you know that it's another henchmen of the crime boss you’re working with for the time being. Putting down the bowl of cereal, you pick the cell up and tap in three letters before pressing send: Why.

It only takes a moment for you to get a reply. Got reports of the Birds of Prey being in the area. Better safe than sorry.

“Fuck,” you curse and throw your head back in anguish. You were relying on the cash you’d get from the heist for rent.

The phone dinged again. Meeting at the mansion to re-work the plan. In an hour, be there on time bruja, the new message reads.

Great. You thought all you were going to to tonight was show up at the docks, use your powers a bit, and run off with your share of the money. But no. God forbid you get your way for once.

With an annoyed groan, you force yourself off the couch and into your bedroom. You kick off your plaid pajama jogger as you push open the door. Your closet is over piled with clothes and you immediately regret not picking out an outfit earlier. You are a strong believer of wearing revealing outfits for yourself, and the amount of bodycon dresses you want to wear was overwhelming. Then you remember it’s winter and inches of snow are already forming outside.

To be a hoe or to care about your well-being. It is a conflicting life that you live.

~ ~ ~

You decided to go for a pair of black cargo pants and a turtleneck. The weather won this round. The mansion’s already filled as you park your car based on the amount of luxury vehicles filling the house's driveway. You hated working in big groups- it only led to problems. But, you’re down to do anything for the amount of checks you would be cashing with this entire heist.

Two burly men guard the front door of the mansion. One of them smirks as he watches you approach.

“Look, it’s the witch,” he tells the other and you roll your eyes. “Where’s your flying broom?” He teases.

“Shut the fuck up,” you mutter as you pass the two, pushing the heavy doors with a grunt.

The other guard laughs at your reply. “Careful, Hermione. It’s all fun and games until Wonder Woman comes and drags you out of Gotham.”

You don’t bother to look back as you retort “It’s all fun and games ‘til I cast a spell that leaves you two without your dicks tomorrow morning.” The silence as you continue down the dark hallway tells you they stopped smiling.

Are you actually going to bewitch their genitals away? No. But most people knew better than to assume you wouldn’t.

The corridor is dark, tinted red by the only source of light- an open set of doors leading into a grand meeting room. Expensive pottery and paintings lined against the walls of the mansion, all what you’d expect from Hernando del Rey.

Originally, you actually meant it when you decided to lay low in Gotham. You’d find a nice apartment, steal from the rich, and stay off the news until the end of time.

Then, you were contacted by Hernando del Rey, a Venezuelan crime boss straight out of a mob movie. Though you’re not necessarily a bad person- you define yourself as a chaotic neutral- you are dangerous. Del Rey wanted your powers, and you wanted the money- so here you are now.

You shove your hands into your pockets and swagger into the open doors. A group of about 20 people, men, women, and all those in between, sit at a long table. Some of the faces you recognize, either from previous meetings you’ve had with del Rey or from news reports.

One such face belongs to none other than Victor Zsasz. He immediately stands out from the others with his snowy hair and scruffy beard. He also looks like he hadn’t slept in days, so there’s that. Plus, ever since the CCTV recording of him at the last stabbing was leaked, his face is all you saw on the news.

His tired eyes watch you as you enter the room. You can’t tell if he’s giving you bedroom eyes or staring you down like a predator does a prey. Quite frankly, you aren’t in the mood to find out.

“My bruja!” del Rey, who made his seat at the end of the table, cheers when he sees your face. “The most important member of my team!”

You stretch your lips into an awkward smile “Hi.”

“Please take a seat.” Hernando motion towards the table. “Then we’ll begin.” You glance over in the direction of all the seated guests. Powers or not, way too many of them look like they wouldn’t mind killing you.

“I’m fine standing, thanks.”

Hernando shrugs and begins lecturing about the game plan with the new threat of the Birds of Prey. You only pay half of your attention, catching a few words here and there. You never listen carefully at times like this, since your job is usually to just show up, cast some hexes and head out.

“I didn’t know they let witches in on heists.” You look down and see Victor Zsasz in front of you. His head is leaning back, since he sits facing away from you. Now that you are closer to him, you can see his features more clearly. From the silver teen in his mouth, to his token scars that cover his body- the nastiest being one on his neck that you assume wasn’t given to him voluntarily.

You bend down slightly so you can whisper in his ear, “I didn’t know they let mass murderers in on them, either.” He scoffs and straightens his neck and you straighten your back.

“-Y/N and Victor Zsasz will be the ones going to Hyunwoo Kim’s estate tomorrow.”

Yikes.

“I’m sorry, why do I get put with him?” You confront the boss. “I don’t think our attributes really compliment each other, to be honest.”

Hernando del Rey sighs, like an annoyed parent dealing with a bratty child. “Zsasz will be doing all the work, Y/N. You’re only there to make sure he doesn’t act out. If he does, just use your brujeria to kill him.”

The inside of your cheek starts to bleed due to how hard you bite it to refrain from arguing any further. You’ve never seen del Rey angry and you want to make sure to keep it that way.

From the corner of your eye you see Zsasz is back to looking at you. The wicked smile he wears tells you that this wouldn’t be any good.

~ ~ ~

A tired sigh leaves your mouth as you enter your apartment. The lights are off, just like you left it. It’s pitch black, leaving you blind against the darkness.

You begin to take off your pair of pumps when you notice the energy is off in here. The voice in your head yells that you are not alone. Immediately, you begin to mumble a Haitian spell you learned while in Port-au-Prince once summer- one that allows you to find a foe before they find you.

You’re not even halfway through the first line when a strong force pushes against you and your neck is pricked by a sharp object. Using your elbow, you hit the light switch.

The lights flicker on, revealing Victor Zsasz staring at you with the same look from earlier.

“Hello, witch.”

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taetaesbaebaepsae · 5 years

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BTS after a breakup

Part 2 of 3

Hyung Line

Part 2 of 3, titled This is Still So Angsty I'm Sorry

Alternate Title: Salty Bois in Their Feelings

Alternate Title 2: The Mystery of Why Any Bitch Would Break Up With J-Hope Continues

Warnings: alcohol, angst

Word Count: 3,160

Namjoon (RM)

After a month, Namjoon felt a little better

He missed you like crazy and continued to send you texts every week, but the subject matter brightened a little

He limits himself to only looking at your social media once a day, but other than a couple selfies, you have never posted much so it's a moot point except he gets to see your pretty face

He will be completely silent about the situation won't say shit about you and the boys will avoid saying your name because of the look on your face when he hears it

He drinks too much wine at dinner but he's still on top of everything

Won't ever text you unless it's that one day a week, and he spills out everything

He thinks he's doing better he's proud about his progress

Until he is cleaning the bedroom and he finds a book you were reading under the bed

It's dog-eared in the place where you'll never finish it

Bc you left it here just like you left him

He has a mini breakdown over it but manages to try and get some work done

As soon as he opens his internet browser, he knows it's just gonna be a shit day

He sees his name in the headlines

"Rap Monster Kim Namjoon's Ex and Her New Man?"

He doesn't wanna know, but he can't stop himself from clicking on it

He knows the blurry picture is you because he'd know you anywhere

It isn't as if you're all over the guy or anything, but there's a close up of you holding hands and Namjoon feels like he's been punched in the throat

The thing that really gets him though

Is that he's an idol, too

A leader, even, and Namjoon can't help feeling replaced

The reason you left, the whole issue was because he didn't have time for you but you're moving on with another idol?

It made him think it was him, not the time, that you just didn't want him

Jin calls right away to check on him

"You know how the media is, Joon. It doesn't mean anything."

He's right, of course, but when Namjoon lies down to try and sleep, the image of your hand clasped with that guy's haunts him

He texts you just one sentence that week

"I hope he makes you happy."

You call him and Namjoon is so shook he almost drops his phone

"Y/n?"

"I just want you to know that it isn't what you think."

"I guess it isn't my business anymore." He says, trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice

"I don't want you thinking..."

"What? That it wasn't the lifestyle you couldn't handle? That you just didn't want me?" He can't help the angry tears that spring to his eyes

"I never wanted anything as much as I wanted you, Joonie."

He doesn't miss that you're using the past tense.

"I mean it, you know. I hope he makes you happy." He does mean it. He always wants you to be happy

"He's just my friend, Joonie. I would never-"

He closes his eyes against the tears burning behind his lids. He doesn't want to hear you lie to him to protect his feelings

"Yeah, ok. He's a big guy, he can protect you from the paparazzi at least."

There was plenty of photos of that, too, of Hyunwoo with one big arm around you, shielding you from the cameras

"Joon, don't-"

"I miss you," he cuts you off

"I miss you, too."

Neither of you hang up for a long time, just longing for everything to go back to the way it was

Jin

Jin is absolutely not handling this well

He talks about you constantly, asking everyone for advice and boys get so tired of hearing your name jfc

Skips dance practice every other time to move around the house

Flips through your social media pics together several times a day and gets real emo

He's got a new phone and he makes your picture his lockscreen

Cannot stop drinking wine and reading articles with theories about you and your new boo

Gets tipsy and talks shit about Changkyun in troll accounts on YouTube he's that petty

Reads too many articles about Changkyun being a huge flirt and fuckboi and gets way too drunk because it makes him imagine how he is seducing you

Always on your social media acting like he doesn't give a fuck (he gives many fucks)

Likes your pictures of yourself out with Changkyun, comments 👍

Slides in your dms when he sees you're active even though he knows you'll ignore him

Won't say boo to the media just shrugs them off

Jin knows you're staying at your sister's

Everyday he tells himself not to go over there

Not to embarrass himself

But since he's gotten a new phone he can tell himself that's why you're not calling

He sits at the coffee shop by her house every morning, hoping to get a glimpse of you

When he does, of course you're with that idiot

Jin wants the ground to open up and swallow him

Luckily he's wearing a ball cap and face mask

He can hear your voice

"Thank you for being here for me through all this."

Jin watches Changkyun take your hand and he has a fantasy of breaking his fingers one by one

"Jin is an idiot for letting someone like you go, y/n."

Oh boy

So much for not embarrassing himself

Jin rips off his face mask and stalks over to the two of you

"I never let her go. You took her!" He growled, and you stand up and push him out the door to talk

Changkyun peeps his head out to ask if you're ok and it takes every bit of Jin's will not to lunge at him

"Oh will you fuck off?"

He does, and you're looking at him with your chin jutted out and he knows you're mad but he wants to kiss you so badly

"Jin, what the fuck are you doing?"

"Having coffee. Alone. Since my girlfriend left me for some kid. How about you?"

He can't help the bitterness of his words

"Well, I'm having coffee with a friend because my boyfriend fucked someone else on tour."

"Y/n, I did NOT fuck her, or anyone else for that matter."

You scoffed. "Save it, Jin. You all but told me when you were drunk dialing me last week."

"I was shitfaced! Hello! What about that picture you sent me that made me destroy my new phone?"

You shrug. "Maybe I was trying to have some fun."

Jin tugged at his hair as if he wanted to pull it out. "Fun. Fun, you say. I'm going crazy here and you're out having fun."

"Whatever. You're single now, do what you want. I am." You know you're being petty but you don't believe him, after all the pictures, all the articles, the way he had almost apologized for it

You turn to go and he grabs your wrist, pulling you to him, looking fiercely down into your eyes

"This is just a fight we're having, Jagi, yeah? It's just a fight just like the time you went to lunch with your high school boyfriend and i was an idiot and you spent a week with your parents?"

He sounds so uncertain, voice shaky, and you just want to stop this and let him hold you

"You're not really fucking him, are you?"

You pull out of his arms, annoyed

It's not like he actually cares

His pride is hurt, fragile male ego, while you're heartbroken

"It's not cheating. I'm single now, I can do what I want."

"Don't play with me, sweetheart," he warns, eyes flashing

"Or what, Mr. Worldwide Handsome? You'll fuck some idiot girl? Too late. I'm not worried about it. I'm not even thinking about it."

"Of course you aren't, you don't think of me at all, do you?"

He's angry again and you know you're being cruel but you're hurt and angry and you can't help it

"You're right. You think I imagine it's your hands on me instead of his? I don't. He's so good I never think of you." You spit out the words like venom and Jin reacts as if it were, flinching, hurt evident on his handsome face

You leave him there, standing shellshocked on the sidewalk

Yoongi (Suga)

Yoongi feels better after a good night's rest that he finally gets the next night after Hobi makes him take an Ambien

Hobi is legitimately the only human on Earth that knows, Yoongi is confident you'll be back so he swears him to secrecy

Absolutely nothing changes on his social media just work stuff as usual you've changed your relationship status to single and that stings but he won't change his

Over the two years you'd been together of course you'd had spats

You had a flair for the dramatic, it was one of the things he loved you for

He was the quiet one and you were the social butterfly, outgoing and sweet, making up for what he lacked

You were right, after all, he had been distant, with the comeback album coming out in a month

He'd been neglecting you and you just needed some attention and for him to spoil you a bit

He sent two dozen pink roses to your best friend's house with a note reading "You know I love you, brat, so come back home, yeah?"

When you don't call him in 24 hours though, he gets worried

To get his mind off things he goes out for a few beers with Namjoon and Hobi

Afterward he finds himself walking to your best friend's house

He's surprised when you are the one answering the door

You're in a bathrobe with your hair in a messy bun like you do when you're applying makeup to go out

"I'm not ready yet, Chanyeol-" you say without looking and when you see Yoongi your breath catches in your throat

His eyes are puffy as if he's been crying or not sleeping, bleached hair messy

You look so beautiful that Yoongi wants to grab you and kiss you but your words are making doubt claw in his stomach

"Expecting someone else?"

He pushes past you before you can think and when he sees the bouquet of roses on the counter he thumbs one of the petals

You eye him warily

"Yoongi, are you drunk?"

"A little," he admits easily, looking you up and down. "I've been feeling pretty shitty since my girl walked out on me."

"Maybe you should've treated her better, then." You snap back

The corner of his mouth twitches. He loves it when you're sassy, but he feels uncertainty and jealousy rising in his chest

"Did you find someone to treat you better already, princess?" His voice is low, eyes flashing almost dangerously

It's kind of hot, really

But you're in shock at his accusation

"Wh.. what?"

"Chanyeol, was it? You must've met him while I was on tour. That's why you walked out over something so stupid, huh? Just an excuse." He reaches out to pluck another petal from the rose, and although his voice sounds eerily calm you can see his hand shaking

All of a sudden you're livid. After ignoring you for two weeks and calling you a brat via roses, he's really calling your concerns stupid and accusing you of cheating

"Get out." You say, voice shaking

He smirks at you bitterly. "Time for loverboy to show up? Aw, I wanted to stick around to see what the guy who's fucking my girl looks like."

His crude words pierce through you but before you can respond Chanyeol walks through the door unannounced.

"Hey, y/n, you ready?" He looks from you to Yoongi, bewildered

He takes a few steps toward you and then stops

Yoongi looks him over and then sets his jaw as if thinking for a moment

Then he lunges at the taller man, punching him square in the nose

You scream and try and yank Yoongi off of your best friend's live in boyfriend

He's already stopped, breathing hard

You go to Chanyeol who is gasping on the floor, blood all over the shirt he was wearing to take you and your bestie out since you were feeling sad

Yoongi looks down at you, looking miserable instead of angry

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Get out!" You scream, angry tears streaking down your face

Yoongi nods, and he goes, but not before he grabs the vase of roses with one hand and hurls it against the wall, glass shattering everywhere, making you scream out in surprise

He stomps out the door, stepping over Chanyeol as if he weren't there at all

Hoseok (J-Hope)

Deals with it in the healthiest manner of all the boys even though he legit has no idea why you left

Lets himself be sad, doesn't drink too much, just maybe overworks himself a little

Social media isn't an issue since you've never posted anything but memes and an occasional silly selfie

He goes through all the pictures in his phone though and gets emo

Gives you space

Hobi gives you a few days before he tries to reach you again

He could sense that you needed some time

He was hoping that was all you needed and then you would come home and explain things

You'd always been wary of expressing your negative feelings, knowing that Hoseok was such a positive person

You always said you didn't want to bring him down or stress him out

He wishes you had talked to him more

Wishes you had known that whatever was happening, he'd be by your side to work things out

When he calls, some guy answers, and it's not your brother's voice so he's shocked for a moment

The guy says hello a couple of times before he responds

"Um, is this y/n's phone?"

That was a stupid question since he was the one who paid your phone bill, but he was shook

"Yes. She's lying down because she isn't feeling so well. Can I take a message?"

Hobi doesn't miss that you must have deleted his contact name and that stings

"Just tell her Hoseok called?"

"Sure, man."

He hangs up and drums his hands on his knees, full of anxious energy

He's trying real hard not to jump to any conclusions

He's trying to be grateful that you have someone looking out for you, but he's internally screaming

Thankfully you call him back within the hour, before he can lose his mind completely

Tears spring to his eyes the second he hears your voice saying his name

"Sunshine!" He exclaims.

You can't help but smile at his nickname for you, even though you felt a lot darker than sunshine lately

"Hey, Hobi."

"Sunshine, what's going on? Where are you?" His voice sounds thick like he's about to cry and you hate it

"Don't worry about me. I'm just fine. I'm being well taken care of."

He's very quiet, and that's so unusual for him that you feel like you need to explain

"Jackson answered the phone for me. You know, my buddy from college?"

"Buddy" was an interesting term for an old college boyfriend, but Hobi was so grateful to talk to you he didn't complain

He'd met him, anyway, several times, and you were sure it would be awkward since you and Jackson had broken up a literal week before you met Hoseok

But Hobi was so sweet and not even remotely the jealous type and they'd actually gone out for beer and chicken a few times without you before BTS started the world tour

They were both rappers of course so you were sure they'd have plenty to talk about (they talked about you, mostly)

You knew hearing that it was Jackson would put his mind at ease

It did not

As much as Hobi did like Jackson he could see the way he looked at you with longing in his eyes

But it didn't matter because you were finally talking to him

"Sunshine, why did you leave me?"

"Oh, it's a long story. I just needed to get away for a while."

"I could've gone with you. It looks like you've moved out though, babe, I just wish you'd talk to me. When are you coming home?"

The silence on the line makes him feel a thousand miles away from you

"I...I don't know if I am."

His voice was choked with tears when he spoke again

"But...but why not? What did I do?"

"Nothing! Nothing, baby, you're perfect. It's me. It's all me. I can't...I can't be what you want anymore."

"You're everything I want. You're my sunshine, you know that."

You sigh

"That's just it. I can't be your sunshine anymore. I just have to be me for a while."

"Do you think I've been putting too much pressure on you? I know I talked about flying you out on tour but I just missed you so much-"

"I think I just need to move on, Hoseok."

You using his first name, not baby, not Hobi, was a bit shocking

"Move on? What does that mean?"

He hears a racket in the background

"I gotta go, babe. I'll call you next week, okay?"

"Next week? Sunshine, wait-"

You had already hung up

Hobi burst into Jin's apartment without announcing himself, knowing he left the door unlocked when he was home

Jin stopped mid bite of ramen

"Hyung, I need to talk to you."

Jin sat down his chopsticks carefully. "You hungry?"

After he all but forced Hobi to eat a little ramen, Jin asked, "Is it about y/n?

"Yes," Hobi said, squirming in his chair

"She won't me what's wrong, only that she needs time and needs to move on."

Jin, bad at hiding his facial expressions, winced

Hobi's heart sank

"What is it?"

"I don't know, bubs, but the only times I've ever heard that from a girl it's been bad news."

"How bad?"

Jin winced again. "Look, Hobi, I really don't know. Y/n has been going through some stuff lately..."

"She has? You've talked to her?"

"She called me a couple of times crying while we were on tour."

"What?! Crying? You didn't tell me?" He's all but yelling

"She begged me not to! She didn't tell me much, just that she had been in a bad place and she didn't want to worry you. I thought I talked her down, but maybe something is going on we don't know about."

Hobi started to cry and Jin hugged his friend

"I just don't know why she felt like she couldn't tell me, hyung."

Jin didn't have any answers for him, could only rub his back and hope you came clean soon

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