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aajjks · 10 months

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Dark Knight feeling, Die or Kill (m)

A collaboration based on fictional iconic superhero characters, with the bts members; with a twist of obsession and desire, you won’t be able to escape, no matter how much you try, who’s going to save you from them? hint: no one.

written by: @justanotherstarlightmonger

member: seokjin

character: silver surfer

synopsis: Kim Seokjin, the silver surfer, finds his heart of titanium swaying for the first time in millennia, for Reed Richard's prodigy apprentice, who unfortunately calls the planet his master wants to devour, home. Caught between a life long oath to an intergalactic planet devouring fog and the all encompassing obsession the surfer developed with OC, Seokjin will fight tooth and nail to have it all.

release date: [TBD]

written by: @bighitfics

member: yoongi/suga

character: captain america

synopsis. “You’ve been asleep captain yoongi, for almost 22 years” yet I wasn’t surprised by the revelation not one bit just disappointed and perhaps a tad bit disheartened.

The only thing that came into my mind at the moment was her.

My Y/n.

The one thing in my life that kept me going.

The one stability that I had.

The girl who believed in me when the world stranded me.

The girl I’d fight hell just to hold in my arms.

I close my eyes and all I could hear was her sweet voice sobbing and begging me to return back.

Then the crash happened and the rest is history.

The defeat and acceptance of never seeing her again for the sake of others still fresh in my memory.

Where’s she now? Still living in illsan? Does she know that I’m here….that I’ve been found? Would she be waiting like she promised?

“You’re gonna be okay?” the guy asked while I looked around the city that had so sense of familiarity still trying to find some sort of relevance to ease my mind but it was utterly useless because everything was foreign as though I’ve been transported to a different planet.

“Yeah I just…I had a date.” I answer him.

release date: [TBD]

written by: @bahbah-bee

member: hoseok/jhope

character: Batman/Bruce Wayne.

synopsis. Billionaires don’t develop attachments. Superheroes don’t make deals with villains. This was something ingrained in Mr. Hoseok through experience. Gotham didn’t need to know the truth about Batman, and in return all the dealings of the underworld were taken care of. It didn’t matter if people got hurt, as long as justice was served. At least, that was until he met you.

release date: [TBD]

written by: @ratherbefangirling

member: namjoon/RM.

character: black widow

synopsis. Namjoon was stolen from his birth parents by the agency. Since then he's learned many different things, lived many different lives, felt many different things. Black Monster. The best of the best. That's what everyone knows him as. Is it too much to ask that someone knows his name. Is it too much for the extraordinary to ask for the ordinary. It might be, but black monster always gets his way no matter what.

release date: [TBD]

written by: @pynkgothicka

member: jimin

character: scarlet witch

synopsis. Jimin has kept up your fantasy-esque life up for all you can remember. So why is that idyllic life showing cracks all of a sudden?

release date: [TBD]

written by: @bebejungkook

member: taehyung/V

character: Angel (x-men)

synopsis. To everyone in the city, Kim Taehyung is a mutant and the heir to the Kim fortune, helping keep the city safe and secure. But to you, he is your guardian Angel, saving you from harm and gifting you with wisdom. You go to him for guidance and comfort, how could he say no to his sweet and innocent little dove? His heart beats for you only and he would do anything to protect and keep you safe, after all he is your guardian angel.

release date: [TBD]

wrïtten by: @aajjks

mëmbër: jungkook

chàracter: Spïder-Mân

synöpsïs. He wöuldn’t lêt you cräwl äwäy from him, you bëlongêd to him.

fïc téäsër: xx

rëlëäsë dätë: [TBD]

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leonaluv · 2 years

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BTS MTL to being into cosplay

That sound fun

MTL to do it

Yoongi- Catch that man in full gear & he would be with a whole squad

Jimin- this surprises me because I would think V would be higher than him

Jhope- I think he is done for it but he wants to be around his friends to

Jungkook - He would go the superhero route or just style his hair like an anime character but like the normal characters.

V- The face mask 👺 is probably all you catch of him.

Rm- He has no interest in it which isn't surprising because I don't he is into anime.

Jin- He likes watching others dress up but he isnt into.

❣

#bts tarot #kpop tarot

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writersrealmbts · 5 years

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Con Amore: Part 1

Bulletproof Melody Sequel

Description: Con Amore-- A directive to a musician to perform a selected passage of a composition tenderly, with affectionate emotion, or in a loving manner; an instruction to the player of an instrument meaning 'with love' or 'lovingly'. Three years with all seven of your loves, three years of relative peace. But now everything is threatened as darkness surges from the horizon.

Originally Posted: 07/18/2019

Tags: Superheroes, Ot7

Fluff: 1,030 words

A/N: I really really really hope you guys love this as much as I’ve been having fun with it! We’re going to ease into it with this wonderfully fluffy first chapter!

“Clear,” V whispered. You dropped down next to him and flashed a smile. “Good job with the security guards. How’d you get the guy in here?” “What guy in here?” Your eyes widened. “Show yourselves!” V’s eyes widened. “Whoops.” “You go low, I’ll go high,” You whispered, then darted past him. Taehyung charged out, hitting the man at the waist. You leaped onto and off of the desk onto the man’s back. He roared in anger, throwing punches at V that missed wildly. You locked your arm around his neck, cutting off air supply the moment he breathed out from getting punched by V. His cologne was terrible and made you a little nauseous, so you thought it best not to delay. “Lay down your head, and I’ll sing you a lullaby, back to the years, of loo-li, lai-lay,” you sang the first lullaby that came to mind, “and I’ll sing you to sleep, and I’ll sing you tomorrow, bless you with kindness for all that you meet.” He slumped to the ground and you let go before you fell with him. V caught your arm. “I kind of doubt he needs kindness. Pretty song though. Did the trick. But, um, what about not remembering us?” You shrugged, kneeling beside the guard and taking his keys and keycard. “It’s like forgetting, the words to your favorite song, you can’t believe it, you were always singing along, it was so easy and the words so sweet…” you trailed off, feeling your power work to wipe his recent memories. V grinned at you. “I love these kinds of missions.” “The ones where we break the law?” “Wrong thing for the right reason,” he replied. “And the good of humanity.” “True. Anyway, time to open that box. You have the neutralizing silk?” “Right here. Are you sure it’s a bad artifact?” “No. It’s quiet, and it’s the quiet ones that can be the most dangerous.” “Kind of like you. Reserved and shy, but you pack a good punch and are surprisingly—” You rolled your eyes, clapping a hand over his mouth. “Get you mind back on the mission and out of the bedroom or you won’t be seeing anything surprising from me.” His eyes widened, and you could feel him grinning even before you took away your hand and saw it. “Right. Breaking and entering. Sorry, Athena.” You hummed and went toward the door you needed to get through. “Can’t believe it’s been three years since we first went on a mission with you. I still remember Suga. He was a mess.” V chuckled, watching you open the door. “He almost made me trigger the alarms because he was busy looking at my ass,” you muttered with a smirk. “And I really didn’t realize until much later. Like, I had suspicions but we were sort of busy. V, don’t step forward.” He hesitated, then looked at you. “Pressure plating on the floor,” You explained, looking around to figure out an alternative route. “Can you move along those pipes if I lift you?” You looked up, following his line of thought. “Yeah. That means you’ll have to wait here.” He just nodded and bent with cupped hands to give you a boost. The two of you trained together constantly, practicing break-ins and fight scenarios with the others to make you two a stronger team since you had to rely on one another most often. As such, he had trained to be able to lift you easily in any manner he had to, whether giving you a boost or carrying you to safety. You would have to stick to dragging him places since he was taller than you. You stepped up, reaching as he boosted you up and wrapping your fingers around the pipes and starting to make your way across. You were really glad you had been practicing things like this and working to strengthen those muscles. You’d still be sore tomorrow though. And tired. You got tired easily lately and you were going to have to examine your diet and exercise and maybe go to a healer friend of yours to make sure you weren’t sick or anything because when you got sick, there were seven others that got sick as well. “We have a meeting tomorrow, don’t we?” “At a museum. Another puzzle box. Consulting. Possibly buying. Possibly stealing. Depends…on what happens,” you finished after lowering yourself to the ground on the other side of the pressure plates. You opened the safe rather easily compared to crossing with the pipes. The brooch was in a case, allowing you to handle it with the gloves you had on. You made sure the case was tightly shut and wouldn’t open, then turned and tossed it to him once you saw he had the silk ready. “Is Jimin keeping up with Yeontan’s care?” “Yeah, he’s going to my parent’s house in the morning, though.” He caught it easily and wrapped it thoroughly before tucking it into his jacket. “Can you make it back?” You nodded, rubbing your arms before using the safe to boost you back up, kicking it closed after and shimmying back across. You swung yourself and jumped the last few feet, knowing he’d catch you if you lost your balance. He pecked your lips after he stabilized you. “Time to go?” You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his jaw while he transported the two of you back to the hotel room. He peppered your face with kisses, grinning at you in the dim lighting of the room. “You know, if the guys truly knew what they were missing, you’d never be let out of their sight again.” “I won’t tell if you won’t,” you whispered, kissing his lips. You had gotten used to the group relationships by now, and had ways of making sure everyone got an equal amount of attention. But Tae was right, this was different because it felt slightly more intimate. He put the bundle in your hand, locking lips with you. You dropped it in storage and then pushed his jacket from his shoulders. You really did love your trips.

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Part 2.

Masterlist. ~ Series Masterpost.

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1-800-sope · 3 years

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To Love and To be Loved | (m) Chapter 1.

paring: poly bts ot7 X fem!reader

Rating: M

Genre: Enemies to lovers!au, supernatrual!au, Angst, Fluff, smut (later in the story), Violence, death, trauma, Hint of child abuse, blood, depression.

Summary: World separated into two, the good and the bad, the heroes and the Villains. Captured and placed in a boarding home/School for heroes, the Villains must learn their ways to survive. If they don’t cooperate then the unlikely will happen, but don’t be fooled as we all know the bad guys always have something up their sleeve.

Uno!” Damon called out as he threw his card on the table, this action was followed by groans and complaints that filled the room only causing the blue haired boy to smirk. “You cheated!” Surya shouted as she placed one of her cards down. “Please don’t call me a cheater just because you’re a sore loser.” Damon snapped playfully.

The red head scoffed as she leaned forward glaring at him. “I'm not a sore loser, you are just a cheater.” She stated. Damon only stuck his tongue out at her. “How could I possibly cheat all of you have been watching me this entire time.” He spoke defensively.

“That is true, but you are also known to cheat.” Violet spoke as she picked up a card from the deck. “Ha! you see!” Surya smiled looking back at her twin. “V! Come on, you're supposed to be on my side.” Damon whined too distracted to notice that Jason placed down a draw four. “Yellow.” Jason said, taking a sip from his beer. Damon sent the other a glare before drawing four cards.

A loud beep went off disturbing the group which only meant one thing. “The brownies are done!” You said with a smile as you threw your cards down and ran towards the kitchen almost tripping multiple times. “Slow down fairy, they ain’t gonna grow wings and fly away.” Eric chuckled.

“I swear that girl can eat anything and never gain weight.” Violet commented as she watched you with amusement. “Well that’s one of the perks of being a fairy.” Jason said as he also watched you open up the oven.

“Don’t forget the mittens!” Eric called out as he glanced back at you before turning back around to focus on the game. A loud crash was heard followed by a hiss.

The group quickly looked over in your direction to see you clutching both of your hands. “Fairy I said don’t forget the mittens.” Eric got up making his way over to you.

As Eric was examining your hand making sure you’re alright the group went back to the game. “Draw four. Red.” Surya spoke, placing down a wild plus four. Violet quickly placed down the red draw two that she was saving. Jason only smirked as he threw down another draw four. Damon looked up to see the trio glaring at him

“Mother fuc-”

His outburst was cut off by a loud explosion coming from the kitchen.

“You slowly opened your eyes, it didn’t help that everything was blurry and the kitchen light kept flickering on and off. Coughing due to the dust you turned your head to see Eric lying unconscious on the floor next to you.

Looking around you saw men in heavy armor with guns something wasn’t right “Eric.” you coughed trying to move your arms but nothing budged. You looked down to see that you were tied up and that’s when you started to fully awake as panic rose through your body.

You looked up again to see Surya struggling to get out of one of the men's holds while Damon was pinned down to the ground, a knee on his back and a gun to his head. Violet was pushed behind Jason, the two backed up in a corner as the men started to surround them.

You made eye contact with Jason before everything went black.

“Is she waking up?” a voice spoke as you slowly started to gain consciousness. “I don’t know the explosion hit us pretty hard, right when I heard it that’s when I grabbed her.” Another voice spoke up in response.

Your eyes opened and this time she was greeted by a dim light. “She’s waking up.” You saw Surya’s mouth move but she didn’t hear anything. “I got her.” Jason spoke as he gently placed both of his hands on your shoulders and closed his eyes, focusing on healing you.

When the energy shot through your body you jotted up gasping for air. “Hey hey, you’re okay.” Jason spoke in a hush tone smoothing down your hair. “It’s okay y/n.” You looked around seeing that everyone was there, no one was hurt. taking in a deep breath the fairy calmed down.

“Maybe she needs some water. she was out for a while.” Violet inquired as she kept a close eye on you. using her abilities to check if you were fully okay. Damon not being told twice quickly moved next to you as Jason continued to help you calm down.

“Here.” Damon spoke as he made a water bubble, he moved closer guiding the bubble in front of your mouth and watched as you started to drink.

“What happened?” you asked making eye contact with Eric. “We were attacked.” Eric replied as he kept a close eye on the door, He was now in full guard mode. “By who?” Now you were looking at Jason who was now standing next to Violet. “The fucking government.” Damon hissed as he stood by his twin’s side.

“Y/n. Come.” Eric spoke as he signaled you to stand up and move next to him. You quickly got up just as the metal door opened, Eric brought his hand out to pull you behind him.

“Good you are all up.” A man in uniform spoke a bit too joyfully as more men filled the room. “Follow me and don’t try anything. I would hate to spill blood on this lovely sunday.” He threatened glaring at the group. You took a good look at him. He was dressed in a Dark green short sleeve shirt that was tucked inside his army pants, two guns were on display on both sides of his things. “Let’s get a move on ladies, don’t wanna keep the big boss waiting.” he laughed as he turned and walked out the door.

The men in uniform moved closer to the groups even going as far to shove them forward. Surya would have blasted all of their asses if it wasn’t from the warning look Eric shot her way.

Once they got to the door he knocked twice. “Special delivery.” “Come In!” A voice responded back. As the door opened the group was greeted to a fancy looking office with six leather chairs placed in front of the desk.

“Ahh yes come in sit, sit get comfortable.” The man sitting behind the desk spoke with a bright smile. “It’s nice to finally put a face to these names.” He chuckled as the group was forced to sit down by the military.

“So I don’t wanna waste anymore time and I'm sure you are all eager to know why you are here. My name is Mr. Lee. I am chefe of the government and in charge of supernatural controls.” Mr. Lee spoke.

Eric just stared at him, unimpressed and unbothered. He knew who this man was (Almost everyone did) and he did not like him one bit. For one “head of the supernatural controls” he says it like it’s something worth being proud of. He says it like “supernatural” people need controlling, need to be watched over, put in their place. but in reality, they just needed to be treated normally and respectfully not shoved around into a science lab and tested on, all this big fat man does is grab supernaturals to do his dirty work while he goes home and sits on his ass being a lazy shit head.

“And all I gotta say is that you bunch have been a pain in my ass for years.” Mr. Lee stated with that stupid smile still painted on his face. “Well, what can I say? it’s a gift.” Damon jokes, earning a chuckle from his twin.

“With all due respect Lee, as much as I enjoy being in your lovely presence...why on earth did you drag us here?” Surya asked sarcasm dripping from her voice.

“Well isn’t it obvious? to capture the bad guys. As I said before you are all a pain in the ass, and extremely difficult to track down. But with some help from other supernaturals, I found you, I just had to wait for the right moment. When you all let your guard down.” Mr. Lee said as he was now glaring at the group of troublemakers.

Violet scoffed. “We barely even do anything,” Jason said in a mumble but Mr. Lee heard it. “Oh really?” Lee raised an eyebrow as he stared at the young man. “Last time I checked, breaking into government security and stealing high classified documents was not “barely doing anything ``. Also going to England and stealing the queen's crown along with robbing banks, harassing government officials, should I continue?” Mr. Lee's voice raised. to say he was pissed would be an understatement he spent months, years. tracking down this group that caused him nothing but trouble.

“Don’t act like you care, Lee you are only upset because what we do just goes back to bite you in the ass.” Damon shrugged as he got comfortable in his seat. “Oh that is correct young man and because of that, that’s why you are here.” Mr. Lee smirked as an evil glint was shown in his eyes.

“And what is that supposed to mean?” Violet hissed. A smile painted Mr. Lee smiled at the group's reaction. “It means dear girl that you are all now under my care as head of the supernatural officials. My job is to look, take care, and control after anything and anyone in the abnormal category.”

“So let me get this straight. You kidnapped us from our home and brought us all the way across the world to some exile island just so we can become your little puppets.” Surya scoffed as she leaned back in her chair. The temperature in the room rose showing that the girl was starting to get pissed off.

“Yes.” Mr. Lees nodded his head as he took a sip of his tea. “The lion, The witch, and the audacity of this bitch!” Damon mumbled under his breath.

“To put it simply, you six are now under my supervision. Which none of us liked the idea at first but you are all extraordinary and have abilities that can come in handy when the time comes. I do hope you wish to cooperate with us.” Mr. Lee spoke with a smile.

“Supervision? More like your guinea pig, you said it yourself you are only keeping us just for your benefits.” Jason spoke nonchalantly leaning on the wall as he looked around the room.

“Answer this Mr. Lee, if we go out there one day and something happens to one of us would you get on your knees and beg for forgiveness and help us out? or would you not give a dog’s shit?” Violet asked as she stared at the man in front of her.

Silence filled the room.

Jason Scoffed and the twins chuckled, Violet rolled her eyes mumbling “exactly” under her breath. The only two that didn’t react were Eric and Y/n. Eric was deep in thought and Y/n wanted nothing more but to be in the safe walls of her home.

“Exactly so why on earth would we-” A voice cut Violet off. “You guys don’t deserve it.” The new presence spoke up as they walked into the room followed by two others.

Half of the group turned around and groans from the twins filled the room. “Really? You called this Jackass?” Damon scoffed when he saw who spoke up. Multiple glares were sent his way.

“Thank you for joining us, Mr. Kim.” Mr. Lee finally spoke greeting his presence with a firm handshake. “Thank you for having me Mr. Lee, and please call me Namjoon.” The other spoke with a tight smile shaking his hand back.

“Unbelievable.” Jason spoke out loud not hiding his displeasure with this entire situation. “Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse.” He threw his head back on the seat with an exaggerated sigh.

“As I was saying, you guys don’t deserve it. With all that you have done, you don’t even deserve this opportunity that we are giving you.” Namjoon spoke clearly, eyeing the whole group. His eyes paused on their leader who hasn’t said a peep, before moving and stopping on the figure hidden behind an oversized hoodie.

“Then why are you giving it to us?” Violet asked making eye contact with him. The Group knew him all too well, The leader was no stranger. They've crossed so many paths it was starting to get pathetic Like Namjoon was just lurking in the shadows ready to pop up and ruin the fun.

“As Mr. Lee said, you are all talented and your abilities will come in handy.” Namjoon looked back at Mr. Lee who handed him a yellow envelope.

“And if we don’t want to.” The leader finally spoke up. “Pardon?” Namjoon askes with a raised eyebrow. “What if we don’t want to take this graceful opportunity, what if we don’t want to cooperate?” Eric asked again, this time it was his turn to raise his eyebrow.

“I’m afraid you don’t have much of a choice.” One of the males that walked in with Namjoon spoke up. “Nonsense, everybody has a choice.” Eric started turning his head back around now looking at Mr. Lee.

“If you refuse to cooperate then you will be thrown in a high advance security prison.” Mr. Lee replied as he looked down at the papers on his desk. Eric hummed.

Leaning forth he claps his hands together and looks back at Mr. Lee. “Will we escape?” Namjoon’s head shot up as he sent a hard glare at the other leader. “Of course you won't, it's highly advanced-” Eric cut Mr. Lee off. “How would you know if we won’t escape if you never had us in there? As you said, Mr. Lee, we are a powerful bunch”

The twins looked at each other and smirked. They loved it when their leader got like this, showing off his intelligent side. “He does have a point, you go around calling this high advanced security but that’s not true. it’s not holding anyone in at the moment and plus you just made this prison, it could be shit for all we know.” Violet added on.

“Remember Mr. Lee we broke into the government database, what you know is what we know and more. Don’t try to bullshit us.” Damon laughed. Mr. Lee looked at the military men than at Namjoon and his teammates. He expected a reaction like this. These six were not only strong with special abilities but also highly intelligent that was the main reason why he couldn’t get them sooner

“We’ll corporate.” Eric spoke. Y/n for the first time actually looked up and at him her eyes wide like he grew three heads.

“Like hell we will!” Damon cussed as he glared at Eric. “What will benefit us if we work with them? Besides, weren't you the one that told us to never trust the government!” Surya yelled as she pointed at him.

“Yes and I also told you to never question my decisions.” Eric glared at the girl, his eyes pitched black. She knew he was threatening her. Whenever his eyes got black it was a sign of superiority and strength. the other had to submit and if they didn’t they had to face the consequences. That shows how serious he was about this. Surya bit her tongue and looked away avoiding his stare.

“I knew you were smart.” Mr. Lee smiled as he went back to sit down at his desk. “Let’s start the real talk now shall we.”

You, still in shock about what just happened, continued to look at Eric. you knew he wasn’t stupid, knew that he always thought things through, thinking about the many different outcomes and benefits of the situation thus why you are left in a state of confusion. Turning your head you looked at Suya the redhead was now staring at the wall straight ahead of her, she was clearly upset.

As you were observing your teammates you were oblivious to the eyes that were observing you.

“Namjoon and his squad here will take you to the boarding house, The house that is also a school filled with individuals like yourself. while you are there you will be under his supervision.” Mr. Lee spoke as he got up from his seat fixing his suit. Damon really wanted to rip his hair out and splash a good handful of water in Eric’s face to just wake him up. Why can’t he see that this is a bad decision? That the outcome of this will not benefit them. Eric knows better than anyone else that the government doesn’t give a shit about them, he knows that the government only wants to keep them closer just to tear away from their freedom and make them work for them.

“If you do not cooperate Namjoon here has the right to do whatever he wants with you so if I were you. I’d corporate.” Mr. Lee remarked before sending a wink to namjoon.

“My job here is officially done, I will be doing a monthly check in to see how you all are behaving, there are indeed worse options if you refuse to follow rules. I shall leave it up to Namjoon to answer any questions you may have.” and with that Mr. Lee stepped outside the office.

tension was quick to fill the room. “Before we leave to the plane I shall go over some ground rules.” Namjoon spoke up as he walked towards the middle. This caused Damon to groan loudly. Namjoon, ignoring him, cleared his throat and looked at everyone.

“During school hours goofing around will not be tolerated at all, you will be expected to listen to your supervisors at all times. Your classes will depend on what abilities you have and your level will depend on how strong you are. You will be able to use your abilities during class but only when whoever is in charge gives you the okay. Our school was made to help others learn and control their abilities. You will also be expected to join class on time, class starts depending on your schedule and what teacher you have. After class students of course have free time but there is a curfew. Everyone will be inside the building by 9 pm and lights are out by 12..” Namjoon stated sternly.

Damon raised his hand. “Yes.” Namjoon suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, this blue haired boy was getting on his last nerves. “Do these rules apply to everyone else or are we just the special bunch out of the group.” Damon smirked as he tilted his head. “These rules apply to everyone.” Namjoon said as he looked at the young man. “Oh, so you seriously think that people are in bed by 12?” Damon teased.

There was something about pushing the other leaders' buttons that Damon enjoyed. “Damon, if you continue poking the bear don’t expect us to save your ass when you get bitten.” Violet spoke as she looked back at him. “What come on! it’s a serious question.” he said, throwing his hands up defensively.

“There will be absolutely no stealing, cheating, bullying, harassment. of any way shape or form if you are caught in any of these acts you will face the consequences.” Namjoon raised his voice louder on purpose as he continued to speak.

“You might want to repeat that to make it clear.” Yoongi, who was leaning in the corner, spoke up causing Hoseok who was standing next to him to giggle.

Surya turned around to look at them as she shot them a glare. “Hey, I remember you. Didn’t I blast your pathetic ass once?” A fake smile painted her face but it soon turned real when she saw the dark-haired boy’s reaction.

“Surya, please behave.” Eric sent her a glare, he felt bad for snapping at her earlier but sometimes the twins could get out of hand.

“Are these all of your rules?” Eric asked as he gave Namjoon all of his attention. “It is.” Namjoon noded. “The jet is here.” Yoongi grumbled as he leaned off the wall.

“Okay, let’s get going. and remember no funny business.” Namjoon clapped his hands as he leaned up from his desk. The six got up and the military men surrounded them again.

“I’m pretty sure the highly advanced security prison was a much better option.” Jason muttered as they all stepped out of the office. “Cheer up J, I'm sure this will be exciting.” Surya smirked as she nudged him with her shoulder, eyes never leaving the back of Hoseok’s head. She knew that one possessed super hearing.

#poly bts #poly ot7 #poly bts x reader #namjoon x reader #seokjin x reader #yoongi x reader #hoseok x reader #jhope x reader #park jimin x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #bts superhero au #ot7 bts x reader #bts

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sugavicc · 2 years

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Chapter 3: light it up?

tw// mentions of war

They escape the crowd and run into the city. They end up on the roof of a tall building, out of the sight of the cops, once again, searching for them. They stop for a moment to all catch their breaths. They went into a Discrete roof top office out of sight from anyone from above.

“Rm, did you let the stranger into the hideout? What if he tells?” Proteus asked.

“It will be fine right?”

Taehyung is hiding behind Rm’s back; he peaks behind Rm’s shoulder and quickly nods his head. He felt very shy and vulnerable right now, his hair white and his marks visibly showing, he felt completely exposed to these strangers.

"Well, there’s nothing you can do now, hes already here." They all turned around and taehyung jumped. Someone else was here. He was quietly sitting at a desk with a headset on that had electronic lights on it. He pointed his hand at the tv without looking up. The tv flashed on and it was set to the news.

"Breaking news" so called "heroes" destroy a southwest plaza with help of new accomplish. If you see this person, please report them to the authorities immediately!"

Taehyung was caught in 4k on the news. All he could do was stare in disbelief. He promised his mother and father that he would stay out of trouble and now he's a wanted criminal.

"Rm I hacked into the countries database and pulled up all his information, apparently he from the Mikro region-"

Everyone turned their heads back to taehyung. Everyone knows what happened in Mikro, the once beautiful region that was known for its advancements in magic and the celestial science now destroyed by greed and war.

"... Hes not a citizen here in Ma City so he must be a refugee who fled. He has no school records, no medical records, and the only thing I could find on him was his birth certificate. So at least things were easy to erase. I just wiped him so now, he doesn’t exist."

There was an awkward yet pitying silence. The whole world knows about Mikro.

"Good job Breaker. I can always count on you to be ahead of the game." Rm said cheerily.

"Looks like hes one of us now." Proteus said as he walked over to Circuit Breaker.

"You were able to make that big flash of light, but do you have any other powers?" Rm asked.

"Here how about you show us what you got." Stone gathered some concrete and metal and made it into a pillar.

"Try attacking this. Don’t freak out and just give it your best shot. You got this." He gave a warm smile.

Taehyung never used his powers to attack before. Infact, he rarely used his powers at all. The last thing he needed as a poor, undocumented refugee was to have attention for having powers; which is what ended up happening today anyways. Taehyung looked at his hands and concentrated. If he didn't do well then they might kick him out and he'd be instantly caught by the authorities.

“Concentrate taehyung. You can do this”

The light started to form in his hand and his facial marks activated. he held in his hand a light ball the glowed and sparkled full of magic. He directed the energy at the pillar with all his strength.

...

A small breeze wafted pass the pillar and nothing else happened.

#bts #BTS jimin #BTS jin #BTS jungkook #BTS suga #bts namjoon #bts jhope #bts taehyung #superhero #super powers

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veeparkersstuff · 3 years

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"These dudes act really tough, but we can take them down!"-Eijiro Kirishima

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Spinning Secrets

A/n: Not requested but requests are open. THERE ARE NO JHOPE SPIDERMAN AUS WTF GUYS

Member: Jung Hoseok (J-Hope)

WARNINGS: Swearing, partial nudity

Summary: Growing up in the bustling city of New York, you aren’t usually used to knowing your neighbors. However, the boy in the apartment above you quickly became your best friend all the way up until your junior year of high school. After spending a summer away from the city, you come back to find your best friend, Hoseok, completely different. He became more muscular and started to become distant to you. You are trying to keep the friendship alive, but your feelings for him are getting in the way and he keeps avoiding you.

Genre: superhero!au, spiderman!au, fluff, comedy?, little bit of angst

My camera slung around my neck as I shouldered my backpack. The late summer breeze blew through my hair as I climbed out my window onto the fire escape. I climbed the stairs until I reached the floor above mine. Not surprising the window opened when I pulled and I climbed into the room.

“Hobi?” When we were little one of us would use the fire escape to see the other late at night after our parents had gone to bed. Now it was just habit to keep our windows unlocked. His room looked the same as before I left for the summer except for the fact that their was this weird metal briefcase lying on his unmade bed. His camera still sat on his desk next to his laptop. We joined the photography club together freshman year. Last year we both got offered internships at a small local newspaper but he turned it down saying he wanted to focus on the schools website. He was always better at the tech stuff than I was.

I smiled looking down at the camera, happy he at least was still doing photography. A lot had changed since I got back. Hoseok didn’t seem to ever have enough time for me anymore. But, that didn’t stop me from trying to keep our friendship alive. If I couldn’t work up the courage to tell him how I felt then I should at least work my ass off to keep our friendship.

“Y/n? What the hell! Give me some warning!” My head turned to see Hoseok walk in wearing only a towel around his waist. Laughing, I went to his dresser and chucked a pair of sweats at him. My eyes quickly allowed themselves to scan his body before I turned around. Apparently more than I thought had changed. I didn’t remember my best friend looking like that.

“Hey, I got a tip down from the paper. You know the guys that Spiderman busted doing that robbery a couple weeks ago? They had those freaky weapons. Well some anonymous guy called in a tip about a deal going down in Hunts Point.” The shuffling of fabric stopped and I turned around to face him. “Hunts Point? Wow, that means all that crap goes deeper than the cops let on.” He sat down on his bed and ran a hand through his still wet hair. I plopped down next to him and the scent of his shampoo immediately became present. The familiar and distinct smell of mint.

“You wanna go with me? I might catch Spiderman.” I wiggled my camera next to my face with a knowing smile. His face shifted. “Y/n, you can’t go to Hunts Point.” “Why not?” He stood up in front of me. “Because, you could get killed or.....you aren’t going, Y/n.” He started to raise his voice at me, something he never did before. “Well you made you King Shit of Fuck Mountain?” “What?”

“You heard me! Hoseok after ignoring me countless times these past few weeks, the least you could do is spend time with me even if it means getting killed in an alley somewhere! I left for the summer and when I came back I apparently lost the person I cared about most! I don’t want to lose you as my best friend too.”

Silence filled the room as he tried to understand what I just said. His phone started ringing from across the room. Crossing he looked at the screen and sighed running his fingers through his hair before looking at me. “It’s my internship....I have to pick up, Y/n.” Scoffing, I picked up my camera. “Forget it, Hobi.” My shoulder brushed his as I climbed back out his window. This time I descended down to the street and hailed a cab to Hunts Point.

It had been two hours and finally the tip came through. I had hid out on a rooftop of a convenience store waiting for something to show up. The three guys that had been smoking out front suddenly went into the alley to meet a blue van that had just pulled up. Quickly I crouched down and pulled out my camera. The deal was as the tipper said. I snapped shots as two other guys brought out a couple of weird looking weapons.

“I’m gonna need a demo if you askin me to pay that much, man.” The guy nodded and put on one of the gloves and pressed a button on the wrist. Pink electricity shot from his fingertips and grabbed onto a trash can near by and flung it into the wall hard enough the flatten it.

“Holy fuck balls.” I whispered. Regretting it, I clasped a hand over my mouth. I saw all five pairs of eyes look up to me. Suddenly, I was wrapped up in the electric tendrils and thrown onto the ground. “Bro you said this was a closed deal! We’re outta here!” The three men sprinted away from the alley but the other two just stared at me. I had slammed my head against the ground kind of hard and I felt something wet on my forehead.

“Well, well, well. Look at this little bird. Such a pretty thing spying on us.” He made a motion with his hand and the electricity shot out and grabbed me by the neck, bringing me in front of him by the van. My hands struggled against the coils of energy.

"What should we do with her, Jay?" The man behind him said. His finger came up to my cheek and I kicked and tried to scream. "Why don't we teach her a lesson?" Suddenly his head was thrown against the side of the vehicle and I was on the ground.

"Teach her a lesson? In what dancing?" I gasped for air and looked up to find a man, maybe boy, in a red and blue suit standing on top of the dumpster. "You sir, don't look like a dancer." He hopped off the trash bin with out a sound and landed gracefully.

"Spiderman?" I breathed out. His masked fork turned towards me on the ground. "Oh, hey Y/-----regular civilian." The masked hero scratched the back of his neck and from his voice it sounded like he was laughing. Suddenly a fist flew across his cheek, stunning him.

"Ow. Hey you know violence never solves anything!" He put his hands up like a surrender catching the guy off guard. "Then again it was my pre-K teacher who said that so screw her." His foot met the man's face so fast I almost didn't see it. Next his fingers went to his own wrist and a strong of web shot out and wrapped itself around the guy's chest. With a swift yank, he pulled the criminal straight into his fist, knocking him out.

"Rocky ain't got nothing on me bitch! Wanna go!" He started prancing around like the boxing figure from the film. "Watch out!" I managed to scream before a blast was fired at the Spiderman. He jumped out of the way as the electrical blast fired but his arm got grazed, breaking the fabric of the suit and burning his skin.

He fell to the ground clutching his arm. Seeing a chance I grabbed a pipe laying on the ground and wacked the guy in the face. It didn't do much as he didnt drop the weapon or crumple like they did in the movies.

"Have to say that wasn't my best idea." I said gulping as the man appeared to grow a few feet taller. At least to me in my cowering state of fear and embarrassment. He raised the weapon up to me about to fire when a web wrapped around it, pulling it into Spiderman's hands.

"Nice cap gun! Can I try?" He fired it at the mans stomach launching him into the brick wall behind me. "Can't get that at Party City." He said simply. Chucking the gun onto the street. He shot a large web against the guy keeping him trapped. He then lifted the other guy up and webbed him to the dumpster.

"Something's not right." He stood looking at the man. There was something about his voice that was just so familiar. And his attitude. It was on the tip of my tongue. "You got a pen, Princess?" Wait. No. I was just overthinking it.

I just had a fight with him. Of course he's still on my mind. I would connect the launching of Sputnik with him right now. "Uhhh yeah." I grabbed the sharpie from my pocket and he uncapped it walking over to the unconscious man. The hero who saved my life then proceeded to draw a dick on the man's forehead. "Much better!"

"What are you four?" He turned to look at me and I could tell he was smiling through the mask. "Where did you get that face? The ugly store?" He said in a whing voice, but a laugh came out at the end. It stopped when I raised my fist in warning. I grabbed hold of my camera which thankfully was still around my neck, and started taking pictures.

"What are you doing?" He said warily. "Proof. Say cheese." "I'm vegan." "Say tofu I don't give a shit." He held up a peace sign and you could see the two guys in the background of the picture. "Hey it's getting dark. This isn't a nice part of town. I'll take you home." A web sprouted from his wrist up to the roof and pulled down my bag. Holding out his hand to me he said, "117 ××××××××× St. Right?" Hesitantly, I took my bag.

"How did you know that?" He started to stutter and reached for the back of his neck again. "Uh- umm- I- I'm just your friendly neighborhood Spiderman. I see everything eventually." I nodded still not buying the excuse. "Come on." He held his covered hand out to me once more. This time I took it.

Before I knew it I was pulled very close to the strange person and swinging by web through the New York city skyline. However that wasn't what I noticed first. A familiar scent of mint was coming off the masked hero who held my waist tightly. Soon, he dropped me onto my fire escape.

"Come in for a sec. I want to give you something!" I said to him before climbing in my window. He cautiously followed and waited in my room while I grabbed a bandage and antiseptic spray from the bathroom. "Who's this?" He said pointing to my laptop screen. The background was a picture I had taken of Hoseok about a year ago. I would never tell him, but ever since I realized I loved him more as a person I craved to be with, I found myself taking pictures of him. That was my favorite. He was sitting on the fire escape and looking up at me with his bright smile. The one where his eyes looked like they were laughing. A smile I hadn’t really seen since I got back. The picture reminded me of the Hoseok I fell in love with.

“Oh. Umm...that’s just this boy I’ve had a crush on forever. It doesn’t matter though.” I said sighing and setting the bandages on the bed. “What?!” The masked hero turned to me. I couldn’t see his face, but his voiced was filled with shock. “Uh- I-I mean- Wait. Why doesn’t it matter? I’m sure he likes you back.” Spiderman messed with the frayed edges of my jean jacket resting on the chair. “No. He doesn’t besides he isn’t the boy I fell in love with anymore.” I sat on the bed staring at the superhero.

“You are in love with him?” For some reason his words came out breathy. I just assumed the action of kicking two guys’ asses was just now catching up to him. “Was.” I got up and moved in front of the man child hero. “Now sit. Let me take care of your arm!” He pushed me away gently. “Don’t worry about me, princess. It’ll be a scar by tonight. Perks of being superhuman.” That name. Was it?

“No more being heroic without me okay!” He called as he climbed out my window, swinging into the night. I heard a small crash and cars honking before I heard the voice of the Spiderman yelling, “SORRY!”

Did he really think I wouldn’t notice. He really wasn’t the boy I fell in love with. Pulling out my phone, I sent him a text.

Hobi, r u home? something cool happened!

No, sry princess im out getting groceries for Aunt May

its fine. ill tell u tmrw

I sighed, this confirming my theory. I threw my phone onto my bed and headed out onto the fire escape.

The window of Hoseok’s room slid open about three in the morning. The room was dark and I heard shuffling around in the space. “You grab milk when you were out?” I said from his desk chair. “HOLY FUCK DEMONS BEWARE!” I turned on the desk light to see Hoseok on top of his bed with his fists up. “Y/n? What the hell!” I looked to the red and blue fabric on his bedroom floor. He then realized he stood in only his underwear in front of me. Then he realized his suit lay obviously on the floor in plain sight for me to see.

“Okay, Y/n. It’s not what you think.” My arms crossed over my chest. “Let me get dressed and I’ll tell you all about it.” He started to move towards the closet but I moved my leg to block the closet. By the look on my face he knew not to piss me off right now. Even with him all bulked up he knew I could still kick his mother fucking ass.

“I was- uh-uhhh-It was Jungkook’s fault.” He said scratching the back of his neck. I raised my eyebrow at him and he sat down on the bed. “He wanted to go to this cosplay party- contest......whats it called?” “Convention?” “Yeah. And he wanted to be Iron Man and didn’t have a Spiderman, so I was like shit yeah I’ll go with you! I don’t have anything to do tonight. WAIT NO. That’s not what I meant. I mean I said that the other day. You know when he asked me to go to the event which was tonight.......”

I sat in silence just staring at my best friend expressionless. “I thought we were friends, Hobi.” He looked distressed. “Y/n we are. You mean the world to me, princess.” I shook my head and stood from the chair. “You would tell me the truth if I did.” I started to go out the window, but was pulled back into the room. Before I could turn and say something, his lips were pressed against mine. Hoseok’s hand gripped my wrist and the other went to my cheek.

My hand went to his cheek and the sound of the slap filled the room. He just looked down clearly ashamed. “If I didn’t know already, now I do. He was the only one I told.” With that I left the room and climbed back down to my apartment.

The next morning my phone had forty two messages from Hoseok and eighteen missed calls. I avoided Hobi for the rest of the week. I heard him leave the fire escape each night and saw him swing building to building. Part of me wanted to forgive him. I could see why he didn’t tell me. Every second that part of me wanted to run back up to his room and apologize and just let him hold me. Hoseok was always the emotional one when it came to the two of us. I hadn’t cried since I was six and my mom left, and it felt like Hobi cried every other day for a little puppy in the street or something.

I hadn’t slept for three days. Not for lack of trying. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I was proud of him. He was saving lives and didn’t even want anyone to know he did it. But, that was Hobi. “Fuck.” I felt a tear slip down my cheek. Wiping it away quickly I turned over and got up from my bed only to see a slim form climbing through my window. He was dressed in the suit, but the mask was in his hand. His dark hair was sweaty and framed his forehead.

“Oh shit. Y/n.” He instantly crossed to me, taking me into his arms. I didn’t fight it. I just let him hold onto me, hoping I wasn’t still crying. “I’m sorry I was an asshole.” He whispered. “Will you be more specific? You are an asshole most days of the week.”

“Wow! Exposed.” I turned to see THE Iron Man sitting on my fire escape. “Hoseok what the hell!?” The Tony Stark was sitting there watching me cry. “Sorry didn’t mean to interrupt. Actually yeah I did.” Hoseok kept his arms loosely around me. “Mr. Stark could you give us a sec?” He said it so casually as if this was a normal Tuesday. Stark sighed and then flew off.

“That was Tony Stark.” “Yeah.” “You know Tony Stark.” “Yeah.” “Jungkook is going to brutally murder you in your sleep if he ever finds out.” He nodded with a smile. I looked down not ready to handle the silence that followed. His covered hand brought my chin up to look at him. “A little spider told me that you were in love with me.”

“Really, you talk to spiders?” “Y/n I was trying to be cheeky like in the movies.” “You should stop that now.” “Okay.” I laughed and that feeling I got in my stomach when he smiled came back. “Do you love me?” He asked, his tone serious. “Hoseok. I have loved you before you were a super-spider. And I will love you long after everyone forgets why you are the most selfless and humble hero there is.” He smiled and I could see his eyes tear up. I wiped away the single one that fell.

“You can’t cry, okay? You have to go be SpiderBoy.” He laughed and his thumbs rubbed patterns on my waist. Slowly he leaned down and placed a kiss on my lips. It didn’t feel desperate like the one in his room. It was slow. Sweet. The kind where you forget that you even need air. The kind that made me want to never kiss another man the rest of my life. Happily I let him take the lead, involuntarily melting into his arms. My fingers tangled themselves in his dark locks.

He had a sharp intake of breath at this action and deepened the kiss, hands moving beneath the fabric of my shirt to feel the skin of my waist. I pulled away to look into his eyes. “I love you.” The biggest smile came onto my face. “You say more things like that I’ll have to keep you to myself all night.” “That I wouldn’t mind.”

“I would.” We both turned to find Tony back on the fire escape motioning for Hoseok to follow him. I pushed him towards the window and Mr. Stark left my sight. Hoseok turned to me as he stepped out on to railing.

“Keep your window open for me, princess?”

“When is it closed?”

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manggaetteokkie · 5 years

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BTS HAIR COLOUR:

Namjoon: dark purpleish blue

Jin: black

Yoongi: reddish brown

Hoseok: dark brown/black

Jimin: grey/silver

Taehyung: bright red

Jungkook: light brown

#bangtan #bts #bangtan hair #namjoon #rm #seokjin #jin #yoongi #superhero #jhope #hoseok #jimin #taehyung #v #jungkook #hair color #mma #melon music awards

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btsismybiasduh · 6 years

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Okay the superhero’s make me so happy

Jhope as Anpanman, Jin as Hulk, Suga as Wolverine, Jimin as Spider-Man, Tae as Iron Man, Nakhon as Captain America and Jungkook as Thor

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affectionatemonbebe · 6 years

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BTS superpowers

-Jin- Supersonic hearing

-RM- Superhuman Intellect/Strategist

-Suga- Visions of the Future

-J-Hope- Monkey Powers

-Jimin- Reality Distortion/Inter-dimensional being

-V- Thought Projection/Illusion

-Jungkook- Super Strength

#bts #bangtan sonyeondan #rm #jin #jhope #suga #agust d #bts v #taehyung #jimin #jungkook #superpowers #superhero au

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asymmetricalgarbage8888 · 6 years

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I should sleep but kpop

#kpop #kpop icons #bts #bts v #bts jimin #bts jhope #bts jungshook #bts rm #bts suga #bts jin #its 2am #wow #my eyes #i love them #i need sleep #wow stuff #anpanman #superhero #korean

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shroudofclouds · 6 years

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#i love my superheroes #bts #bts festa #bts festa 2018 #jimin #yoongi #v #taehyung #rm #jhope #jungkook #jin #suga #namjoon #hoseok

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Con Amore: Part 3

Bulletproof Melody Sequel

Description: Con Amore– A directive to a musician to perform a selected passage of a composition tenderly, with affectionate emotion, or in a loving manner; an instruction to the player of an instrument meaning ‘with love’ or ‘lovingly’. Three years with all seven of your loves, three years of relative peace. But now everything is threatened as darkness surges from the horizon.

Originally Posted: 07/24/2019

Tags: Superheroes, Ot7

Fluff/Angst: 1,833 words

A/N: Hope you’re excited! Any theories yet? It’s posted early because I have plans for tomorrow and intended to post it then. Probably wait five days before posting the next part, if not a week.

Jimin stroked your hair, watching your every movement as you sipped some ginger ale. “Better, chubs?” You nodded. “It was probably the artifact Tae and I recovered combined with my worry. Nothing to worry about.” “Of course we worr—” Jimin broke off, dropping his gaze, “Worry. I’m sorry, y/n. You were already worried about me, and Joon-hyung, and…and you—” You put a finger to his lips. “You should try to sleep.” He looked a little like a kicked puppy. “But—” “Jimin-ah, I really don’t want to talk about this right now. Please. I get that you don’t like conflict to remain, but there’s going to be even more if you push me right now.” He slowly nodded. “Okay, chubs. Cuddle with me?” You nodded, laying back and lightly holding onto Jimin. It was a good way of knowing that he was just worried about you instead of being upset with you. He craned his neck to get his kisses, then lay back with a slight smile when he received it. You matched his breathing, waiting until he had fallen deeply asleep, then glancing back. Yoongi nodded, climbing over and carefully taking your place. You slid off the bed, checking on Namjoon, who was half-asleep on the other bed. He caught your hand, squeezing it and pulling it so he could get a kiss. “Feel better?” “Yeah, you?” He nodded. “Hoseok gave me some herbs and painkillers.” “Good. Rest up,” You whispered, giving him a second kiss. Taehyung and Jungkook were eating in the next room, the one you sent Taehyung to get. Whatever they were eating smelled…absolutely terrible. You gagged a bit and closed the door, plugging your nose. “You okay?” You wrinkled your nose. “What the heck are they eating?” “Grilled chicken alfredo,” Hoseok answered, still looking concerned. “Your favorite. You must be really sick. You don’t like ginger outside of ginger-ale, so maybe catmint or peppermint…” He started muttering, feeling your forehead. “I really don’t want to consume anything right now, Hobi.” You tucked into his chest grateful he had come from taking a shower. He didn’t smell like anything but Hobi, and his chest had a comforting warmth to it. “I was planning on sleeping in there.” He hummed softly. “What smells are okay?” You shrugged, then sniffed your hand. “Citrus. I think peppermint.” He nodded. “Let me and the other two try and clean out the smell. If we can’t, are you okay sharing with Joon?” You nodded. You had told Jungkook that you wanted to have your own bed. You just needed space. Space to calm down. Space to worry. Space that should be filled by Jin. Space to punish yourself for not protecting your loves better. You had put off finding more protections for them, thinking they might find it a little overbearing and worrying that your love for them might cause you to overstep the bounds of your duty as an archivist. What if you used an artifact to protect them, and ended up hurting others because of it? But now Jin was missing, and even if you didn’t think he was in danger…Namjoon said Jin had been hurt. And who knew who had taken him, and for what reason. For all you knew it could be like what happened with your father. Oh God. “Tinny? Is your stomach bothering you that badly?” Hobi slouched to meet your eye, gently wiping your cheeks. You wiped a tear from your own face, staring at it. “No. It isn’t. I’m just…” You shook your head. “I don’t even know. I mean, I’m crying. Again. I’m broken. Why am I broken?” “Your voice just squeaked and it was adorable—no wait, don’t cry more!” “It’s not cute, it’s annoying and wrong and ugh!” “Sshhh,” He hushed you gently. “Jimin and Namjoon are asleep. We don’t want to wake them.” You pressed your face into his shoulder. “What’s wrong with me?” You asked, unable to push back the tears. “You’re sick and stressed, and I’m sure you’re tired and worried. I think you should just try and sleep, Tinny. Okay? Yoongi and Namjoon can help you figure out the songs you need in the morning. Do you want pajamas or are you okay in Jungkook’s t-shirt?” “I’m okay.” He guided you to the other side of Namjoon’s bed, helping you lay down under the covers. “You want me to hold your hand until you fall asleep?” You nodded, feeling calmer. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why….” He kissed you gently when you didn’t continue. “It’s okay. We’ll be okay. Just try and sleep, baby. Cuddle Joon if you feel sad again.” You nodded, closing your eyes. You were tired, and crying always gave you a headache. Maybe sleep was a better choice. You wiggled over so that you were next to Namjoon, squeezing Hobi’s hand. You opened your eyes as light shone brightly through your eyelids. You were in some sort of stone room, cold air greeting you where you had been warm next to Joon just seconds earlier. It felt foreign and familiar at the same time. There were no lights or windows, but the room was mostly lit. You looked at each blank wall, but the only thing that you really noticed was that the walls were the light source, and some other part of your brain was saying that you already knew that. ��Nightingale,” A voice called behind you. You froze. “Nurya Cohen.” “You may face me, Archivist.” You slowly turned to her. “Working with that artifact you swore would stay locked up?” She looked to the floor, the glow about her dying down slightly. “Slicha, ani lokeakh et mlo ha’achrayut.” “I still don’t speak Hebrew.” “Sorry, I take full responsibility,” She translated, dipping her head. “But I should hope you know I would not go back on my word unless circumstances called for it.” “As a light priestess, I would hope not.” She turned, gesturing for you to follow. You fell in step with her, out into her sanctuary. Last you had seen her was when her healer friend had, well, healed you after your crash from the top of the building three years ago. She had come to you, so the last time you had been to the sanctuary was when you had dropped the artifact with her. Too big for you to move around, but perfectly hidden in her sanctuary. Which was a temple of light and healing, a place where some astronomy students also conducted their studies. It had surprisingly strong security despite being a pacifist group. “We have a metupal in our infirmary. One of yours, I believe.” She folded her hands in front of her, similar to how an opera singer might. “Actually, we are mostly certain.” “Oh?” You frowned, trying not to get your hopes up that it was Jin. “He keeps rambling about dorchadas and something about an oasis. He also said that the kids were in danger and he had to tell you, Nightingale.” “Dorchadas? Are you certain?” You frowned. “You know what it is?” “It’s Irish. For darkness.” She looked more troubled. “And the oasis mentioned?” You shook your head. “Not sure. Not even sure what kids he could mean. I keep an eye on multiple children’s homes.” “Well, he wouldn’t lay still until I assured him I would pass the message to you. But I also contacted you because of the rumors that we heard just before his arrival. Rumors of a dark organization that works to remove the powers of supers, one that had been disbanded, but are now active again. And that they had found a former patient.” She paused, glancing at you as you froze. “Nightingale?” “The Oasis Initiative,” You breathed. Both of you were silent, but she looked at you as if waiting for further response. “Cursing is a little inappropriate here so you better continue.” “Quid pro quo.” You made a slashing gesture, making a face as you tried to think of how to explain it. “After you finish.” “Very well. One of our watchers got the pictures and information of the patient. It’s Siphon, or Laguz as you know him. However, another group also got the information—” “The Conservatory,” You guessed. Everything made sense now. They probably sent rookies because they thought it would be a basic abduction followed by an explanation that it was for his safety. They probably only heard whispers of a threat and given their penchant for watching out for their own (one of the few points you couldn’t find fault with) went to make sure that the whispers couldn’t be carried out. She nodded. “I know you dislike the place—I don’t blame you—but if this Oasis Initiative is functioning again….” “Then we all need to be ready for the worst. And we’ll need a strong base of operations, like the Conservatory. I trust you to send a representative as well?” She dipped her head. “Of course, Archivist. I will give you the head-start. Be advised, though, you should put distance between yourself and this fight.” Everything was getting blurry and the panic—that was a side effect of the artifact—started rising in your body. “Why? And who’s in the infirmary?” You managed to choke out. Her gaze flit to your midsection before the dream shattered like glass. Strong arms had you pinned down. “Y/n!” You finally opened your eyes, almost throwing up, but somehow managing to choke it down long enough to free yourself and run to the bathroom. Someone pulled your hair back. “Maybe she should see a doctor,” One of them said softly. You sat back, panting a little. “Tae, can you get me my makeup bag?” “Yeah.” “Makeup? Honey, I don’t think that’s—” “You’re right, you don’t think of me having anything else in my makeup bag, but I do. Now, Hoseok, I love you, but get out. Same goes to you, Kook, and you, Yoongi. Nothing to see here.” You got to your feet, reaching to flush the toilet before shakily stepping over to the sink to brush your teeth. You scrunched your nose, frustrated with yourself. “I’m sorry. I just…I need a minute.” “Okay,” Jungkook said. “We’ll keep the food in the other room. Do you want some toast?” You nodded. Tae handed you your bag. You closed the door behind him, taking a couple deep breaths to steady yourself before going to the bottom of your bag and pulling the pregnancy test out. “Please be wrong,” You muttered. You waited the appropriate amount of time, trying to count how long it had been since you had had your last visit from Aunt Flo. This would be the worst timing ever. You didn’t want to be sidelined. Not if the Oasis Initiative was active again. You glanced at the time on whoever’s watch you had found sitting on the counter, then looked at the test.

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