#who was actually innocent from being lost to him forever just after he'd got him back

[soloorganaas]

i just read this sentence in hp lexicon:

But the most important defensive measure the Lupin taught Harry was outside of class, the Patronus Charm, "Expecto Patronum" which he used to save himself and his godfather, Sirius Black, from Dementors

and i cannot believe it took me until today to connect the dots that remus was indirectly responsible for saving sirius’s life

#in my head i was always like oh yeah patronus saves harry protects him from his traumas etc etc #i have read PoA 200000000 times #this is so embarrassing but i am also full of a lot of Feelings rn #wolfstar #fam: christmas gift #hp #like all that time he thought sirius was guilty he was inadvertently teaching harry what he needed to know to stop the love of remus's life #who was actually innocent from being lost to him forever just after he'd got him back #i am so upset

[wiiwarechronicles]

Can we know what the fight between Fundy and Hbomb post Granola birth was about?

ok its 3am and this ask has been sitting in my inbox forever becos im always too anxious to answer it even tho im thinking about it constantly and this is gonna sound horrible but despite being the one to insist on keeping the baby Granola's personhood sort of broke fundy mentally for a while there. Which was a mixture of a lot of things, carrying made him feel as if his own autonomy had been completely ripped away in favor of this thing he couldn't really process as more than an abstract concept. Being restricted in what he could do both in terms of how H worried over him and how his own body was changing made him feel a horribly amplified version of the lack of actual respect he'd been granted his entire life. The fears of his mental problems being inflicted on someone else, let alone a completely innocent party he'd directly be corrupting. all of it just caught up with him after the baby was born and eret accidentally got it in fundy's head that the kid was gonna die because it was so terribly small and light.

In his irrational exhausted and in pain mind it made Fundy insanely angry that H had even suggested a name for that thing, especially after fundy had *just* given birth. It hurt him so much it made him feel completely unloved and like his worst fears about this entire thing had been realized. H and Fundy had actually started to find the love and respect they'd both craved so much in each other and now it was being stolen from fundy by something that he convinced himself was going to die in a matter of days if not less. In that moment it seemed as if he'd lost a life, his body, a home, and a kid all in less than a year. He couldn't really think of anything else to do other than incoherently scream at H about all of this and it came out in the form of being completely nasty and horrible. Fundy deliriously called her an idiot for getting so attached to that thing because it would die and there was nothing either of them could do about it. He got up and grabbed H shaking her and screeching at her about how this was all her fault and it was so unfair of her and how she was setting herself up for misery by caring about any of it. Only reason fundy stopped is because Eret forced him back into bed and H was a complete mess of tears.

Postpartum was very rough on fundy both physically and mentally and even though he was horribly guilty it's like he was at a constant but inconsistent mental distance. H wouldn't let him stay with Granola alone even while he was nursing, H wouldn't even let Yogurt stay with Fundy alone. And in return during those first couple of weeks Fundy wouldn't refer to Granola by name at all, I don't think he was meaning it to be cruel he just felt blank and wasn't progressing at all mentally. During all this H was completely miserable and confused, communication was never really their strong suit. But he loved granola so much and even if he and yogurt were still sort of unfamiliar with each other H put almost all of his time into introducing the kids to each other. She couldn't make it quite click right for yogurt (who was in his own sort of hell during all this too) and yogurt, being closer with his dad than anyone else, sort of quietly refused to call Granola by her name either. Opting instead for stuff like "baby" and "the baby". completely impersonal like fundy, and it was only after realizing what yogurt was doing that fundy's head switched on again. He started actively asking to hold and take care of granola and started to talk only to her again which he hadn't done since he was still pregnant. It made him sort of fall in love with her all over again. This time in her actual physical form rather than just the concept of a new baby. Of course it didn't make everything else go away entirely, but loving Granola and making it up to H was much more important than anything else to him then

#parfait au #anon #maidsmop #im exhausted so im going to sleep cause its 3 30. sorry if this gets deleted tomorrow morning i sort of spilled a bunch of stuff here i hav #nt shared to anyone else here #trans pregnancy cw #ask to tag i guess

[gayrainbowl3]

Finney Blake was pretty, weither he knew that or not didn't matter to Robin.

He would make sure he knew that, even after death. It was his job to protect the awkward boy, and he'd be damned if he would stop now.

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Nothing lasts forever. Finney Blake had to learn that the hard way; after only a few months everything was back to normal again. All except his get away is gone now. Disappeared like it never existed in the first place.

Like he never existed.

Finney Blake felt alone and trapped, 'not whole' as the therapist would say. He lost a part of him in that basement, both his innocence and his best friend.

Even now though, he made no use in showing how weak he really was. He would make Robin proud; his robin.

"I'll be out for a few days, I have an important meeting in the city. You think you can handle being alone?" His father was so much more cautious around him now.

Like he was glass that would break with one wrong move.

And to be honest, he was.

Finney gave a quick nod and went back to his toast, blankly staring at it.

His father nodded to him and stood up, making his way to the door and out of sight.

No matter how hard Terrance Blake tried to get better they all knew he wouldn't.

He was doing this now, but would break habit in a few weeks. A month or two at most.

Finney threw the toast away and made his way to his room. He felt like he was going to puke, and he felt like bugs were crawling everywhere on him.

Not an inch was safe from the feeling.

He stepped into the room and quietly shut the door, slowly sliding down to the floor.

He felt gross.

Icky.

Disgusting.

Hideous.

He brought his knees up to his chest and felt his face.

That sicko enjoyed looking at him.

He same face that Robin said he liked looking at.

It disgusted him; how fast he could hate something.

Before he could stop himself or even realize, he was crying. Crying for all of them who didn't make it out of that basement.

His best friend that didn't make it out of that basement.

He began to cry harder, shoving his face into his hands in hopes of silencing the cries, just a bit.

He thought about how Robin would be disappointed in him for thinking such lowly things, but he couldn't help it.

He felt filthy, and ugly, and horrible.

But nobody knew that, and nobody would want to know that. Because that was his problem, not theirs.

He regrets not telling Robin everything, doen to the very last detail. He regrets accepting his invitation that day. He regrets so much.

Maybe too much.

He took a breath and looked up towards his bed, seeing a piece of cloth laying on the edge of his bed.

He got to his feet, trembling. Slowly, he got to his bed and grabbed the cloth.

He laid there on his bed, crying, clutching the bandana like his life depended on it.

He let out a scream muffled by the pillow, quietly repeating the boy's name over and over again.

He missed him.

He wanted him back.

He wanted to be with him again.

He wanted and wished for so many things all at once; each and everything one including the scary looking mexican boy.

"I feel so hideous right now Robin, I feel so horrible," he murmured out, several other things let out one after another.

He felt cold and stupid; like Robin would actually respond to him.

He laid there for a while, hiccups and occasional cries falling from his lips.

He closed his eyes and began to curl up on himself.

He was alone now; or so he thought until a little whisper came from infront of him.

"Pretty boy"

His eyes launched open, his whole body freezing in shock.

pretty boy.

pretty boy.

pretty boy.

It repeated in his head, the nickname rolling through every memory that it was used.

He let out another cry and gripped the bandana harder.

He didn't know if he was just plain out imagining things now, but it sounded just like him.

So he wasn't complaining.

He missed it,

His voice.

He felt his arm get goosebumps, but only on one specific part.

He began crying harder, if that was possible anymore.

He missed sneaking in and out of his window with Robin, those nights shared just laying together, all the sweet names called.

One specific name; Pretty Boy.

Robin had got into a habit of calling him that, after Finney had come clean about disliking his looks.

He missed him so bad. And no matter what anyone would say, it wouldn't make it any better.

He loved the boy, even if he wasn't ready to admit it.

He was now though. So, so ready.

He wondered if Robin had missed him as much as Finney missed the boy.

And to Robin, he never once questioned his own feelings towards the other boy.

He looked at Finney closely and then never looked at him the same. He didn't deny it though, he just accepted it and moved on.

By gods will though, he's starting to wish he had asked out the younger boy.

He loved him.

He missed him.

He adored him.

But he didn't tell him any of that. He knew the effects it could have on him. Besides, he figured it would have made this all so much harder on him.

Even if Finney knows it or not, Robin had been with him since day one. Before the basement, in the basement, after the basement.

He did his best, keeping himself away but as close as possible.

Especially now, while his best friend is curled up on his bed crying. Now though, he slowly slides his fingers across skin, warmth flooding his fingers.

He listened to what he said and felt horrible. He closed his eyes and laid next to him, whispering sweets nothings to him.

He went quiet for a second and slowly focused his energy on his voice, hoping and praying it would actually work.

"Your my pretty boy"

He let out softly, staring at Finn as his eyes snapped open and he stopped crying for a second.

They were staring at each other now, even if finney didn't know it.

Then he started crying again, and Robin smiled.

He heard it.

Robin had been working Finney Blake's confidence up slowly, and he'd be damned if he stopped when the boy needed it the most.

And so he continued to softly whisper things, hoping at least a few things can be heard.

Finney laid there for what felt like days, but time proved it to be only about an hour. But he laid there and cried, then smiled, then cried some more.

He knew Robin was too stubborn to leave him alone.

The bird's wings were clipped, but it didn't seem to mind.

And that scared and relived Finney.

Robin wouldn't leave him, but what if he's missing out on a place he should be?

That night Finney fell asleep with tear tracks on his cheeks and compliments flying at him in unfinished and random points.

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I DID IT! I MADE IT! DONT MIND MY 2 AM BRAIN AND GRAMMAR BUT ITS DONE AND I FINISHED CRYING LIKE 3 MINUTES BEFORE I WROTE THIS😭

#finney blake #robin arellano #robin x finney #the black phone #post canon #character death #i swear #this made me so sad #not even funny

[sunlightnmoonshine]

In the end (pt. 1)

It feels a little surreal that the show is over and I will no longer have anything to look forward to because the devil judge set such a high bar in terms of writing and character exploration that I will always hold dear to my heart. Given that its actually done, I found myself drowning in the realisation that we will never see these characters again and how I feel about where the show left them off. So this is me coming to terms with it:

1. Min Jung Ho - Snake lol. Something I admired about the writing was how they didn't try to make him all out some evil piece of shit but rather someone that had a very strong misguided belief off some strange frustrations against Yohan who was changing the legal system more radically but effectively. Which he could not come to terms with. In the end he villanised Yohan and ignored the actual problems that persisted and inevitably contributed to the problem all in a sense of self righteousness, ah sorry, hypocrisy is the better word. The show leaves him looking oh so pathetic, he can't even raise his head to meet Gaon, the boy he betrayed severely and he'll rot for the rest of his life going down in history as a hypocrite who did nothing to actually fix the system he claimed he would be the arm of justice for. Its a fitting end.

2. Heo Joong Se: Clown. The show really said he's a spoilt, stubborn arrogant joke until the end. Down to the way he insulted everyone but specifically insulted women. The way all he did in that court room was scream his head off without an ounce of remorse somehow still deluded by the fact that he's doing this for the country? But knowing fully well he's a businessman through and through and that was all he will be. I can not stress how phenomenal it is that it is Jung Sun Ah that shoots him dead. Its clear he's had it coming from her hand ever since she tried to suffocate him during the massage but it's just how randomly she does it. She's sick of him, she's aware she's going to be targeted, she's aware he's done too much behind her back and never once respected her and its in the midst of one of his screaming fits particularly screaming "I am the King" that the bullet goes through and there's silence. Perfection.

3. The rest of the clowns of the SRF : idle bystanders that turned an eye away from inherent evil and repeatedly benefitted off of their actions without an ounce of remorse yet again. But hilarious nevertheless because they really became jesters on that stage in a desperate fit to live, threw themselves away to get out a door. It's noteworthy that they spent most of their time trying to stop the other from leaving instead of quietly watching and just getting out. None of them of are capable of that, they only know to take from others. Crumbling under the systematic stage they built? Poignant. I don't really care what anyone says they deserved to die point in tow with HJS who saw human life as so unworthy of it wasn't their own. There's a reason why human trafficking is considered one of the worst of crimes, human experimentation falls closely next to it. All because they were poorer than them. Guess their greed really out did them. Tried to put on a show in a court house which was anyway all just a staged facade and ultimately they died on that stage with their masks out for everyone to see. For their people to see them throw each other away to live. If they were going to throw each other away - their own kind- what wouldn't they do to the lower class? Oof the show gave them what they deserved- humiliation.

4. Jung Sunah - I still struggle to come to terms with how she's gone and how painful everything about her was until the last minute. It's clear Sunah has been breaking for a few episodes now. She's so close to the top and she's realised how truly alone she is and she's realised Yohan will never want her the way she wants him to. She's realised every person she used to get to where she was, ended up being wasted stepping stones because she doesn't have what she wants all the way at the top and never will. The way the show has her quietly go to the experimentation centre and weep over the girl she saw herself in but someone she initially turned away from because she's not part of her bigger plan. The child she left to fall prey to the people Sunah has inevitably helped secure positions in her attempt to secure her own position. The way the show focuses on how the child has been repeatedly pierced with needles something Sunah hates the most and how she realises this is also her fault. She probably thought hey I'll get to the top and do things my way but as Yohan pointed out, ruling over trash isn't it, it'll never be worth it and she's essentially walking with a target on her back and she'll never be free because the weight of her sins will catch up to her and the rich will always be after her because she's not the same as them. She would be living on the edge forever. And she knows this.

Something I found very interesting was how she wasnt roped in on the crimes of the Dream House Project. Yohan only highlighted her crime as having killed K and Soohyun and its the frustration she feels in that moment that really gets me. It's also why I think she could never get out of the show because she killed innocent people which is highlighted repeatedly and at the time never showed remorse for it. BUT I love how the show somehow saves her from humiliation, until the end they paint her with regality and power because that is who Sunah is. Frankly she could have walked right out of the door while they were throwing a fit and Yohan would have let her because that was the terms of the game but he'd have come after her at some point and even if he didn't Gaon most certainly would have.

But it's the way the show brought it all back to how she feels about Yohan since he's the other half of what she's always wanted, the way she's happy he's alive, how she goes and stands in front of him and she's got her hand on the trigger of the gun while Yohan on the button of detonator. I believe, if Sunah had shot him Yohan would have detonated the bomb and died with them and I also believe deep down Sunah knew Yohan would somehow get out of this even if she didn't shoot him, so she really gave him the chance to get out and back to Elijah. I am not sure if Sunah couldn't shoot Yohan or if she didn't want to, and I lean towards the latter because she really liked him, it might have been ill placed desire but if things were different if she hadn't sided with the SRF in hopes of getting to the top she and Yohan might have worked things out and they would both be healing. If she only hadn't killed the innocent people to make a point... But at the end of it Sunah took her fate into her hands and I appreciate that the show gave her the agency over it, to decide not to shoot Yohan because she's finally letting go ( I stand by this but if Yohan had died Sunah would have lost - she never wanted him to die), because she won't do what the rest of the SRF scum want of her and because she's fine with going on her own terms.

That doesn't mean it didn't hurt though... I cry thinking about it because the show tried really hard to show how unfair everything was to Sunah and how if circumstances had been different, if the world had cared a bit more how she might have turned out differently. Her final moments the flashback to the one act of kindness she had needed in her life, the way Yohan really must have sparkled in her eyes, and how much she valued that moment all the way to her death because no matter what, in his own loneliness and difficulty he was kind to her. Jeez it hurts.

Ideally I'd have wanted her to live but I don't know how that would have worked out. At the end of it not all villains are evil. Some are products of the ills of the system that left them alone and let them become monsters but behind a monster there can also be a victim.

#the devil judge #kdrama #I was going to add my feels on everyone else's end #But this is already too long #and Sunah has me feeling sad

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎! 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜: 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐

Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, promoting, encouraging, justifying nor romanticizing yandere behavior or lifestyle. This is all a work of fiction and not meant to represent real life scenarios.

Warnings: Mentions of toxic relationships, yandere behavior, bullying, harassment, blackmail, sexual scenes, abusive relationship, manipulation, verbal abuse, abortion, attempted murder.

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𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐

𝙳.𝙾.𝙱: 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟼𝚝𝚑, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟿

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝟷𝟽𝟹 𝙲𝙼/ 𝟻'𝟾 𝙵𝚝.

𝙰𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■■100%

𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■□90%

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢: ■■■■□80%

𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚛

𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚜:

𝙰𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜/𝚘.

𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 .

𝚄𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜.

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚢.

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗.

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You had known him for the longest time, probably since you were both learning the alphabet.

Even back then he was a troublesome boy.

Loved to dip your hair in paint, pour glue inside your backpack.

Or always pushed you off the swings cause he wanted to play in it.

This didn't really faze you back then.

Most of the boys that age played such tricks on almost all the girls.

They all had a specific target and you were Wooyoung's.

You remember telling this one day to your mom, who simply chuckled.

"Honey, boys tend to tease the girls they have a crush on."

You remember looking at her with confusion.

How could they treat someone they like with such utter disrespect and rudeness?

"Because they don't know how to express their feelings."

Like an idiot you believed that, and being the naive little girl you were, you kinda started developing a crush on him.

You remember the first time you talked back to him, it's engraved in your head because it was the first time of many to come where his words, and actions, hurt you.

"Just admit you like me Wooyoung! You only tease me cause you're in love with me."

You remember the rage and disgust in his eyes as he shoved you to the ground, making you scrape your knee on the pavement.

"Get this through that dumb brain of yours Y/N....

No one will ever love a dirty little rat like you."

You came home crying that day. Hurt physically and emotionally at his words.

And the years to come weren't better, as you grew up, Wooyoung's bullying towards you escalated.

You hoped that after you graduated high school and started going to university, you'd be free from him, never see him again.

You could finally be happy for once in your life. Focus on your goals and career.

Everything was going great for you!.......

Until you walked into class and found out not only had Wooyoung been accepted to the same university...

He was majoring in the same field as you!

"Hey dirty little rat. Missed me?"

His cocky smile sent shivers down your spine, you were already fearing what he had in store for you.

If you thought high school was hell, it was nowhere near as awful as the torment Wooyoung was now putting on you.

Tripping you down the stairs to the point you had severe injuries.

Writing nasty and derogatory names on your desk that now wouldn't come off and you'd be forced to look at every time you went to class.

One time he went as far as stealing your assignments, ultimately leading to failing an entire semester.

You were so heartbroken and just done with his shit. You felt no more motivation to even continue studying.

Until a cute boy named Yeonjun transferred and took an interest in you.

He was super nice, friendly and not to mention good looking and hella tall.

It was more than obvious too that he wanted establish a relationship with you, anyone and everyone could see that.

Especially Wooyoung and he did not look the way someone else was making you happy.

So he devised a plan, not caring how messed up it was.

He made sure someone convinced you to go to a party he'd be at.

You found it odd that he was suddenly acting super nice to you, not even calling you those mild nicknames he called you in front of others.

And it shocked you even more when he suddenly apologized to you for everything he'd done to you, even offering to talk to your professor about your assignment.

His eyes seemed so sincere, you actually believed him.

Perhaps he finally decided to change, realized his behavior was unnecessary and immature and of course, like an idiot you accepted his apology.

You got wasted for the first time in your life that night and could not remember anything at all.

Until Wooyoung was 'kind' enough to brief you in on what happened.

He pulled out his phone and made you watch a video he had filmed of you two that night.

Your stomach hurled over as you realized it was a fucking sex tape, you and Wooyoung had actually fucked that night.

"What! No no! This couldn't have happened! There's no way!" You refused to believe it.

Wooyoung just smirked at you.

"Oh but it did happen kitten. You were so eager too as the video displays, you kept asking me to go harder, begging me for another round and wanting my cum all over you..."

"I wonder what would the whole school say if I posted it online....especially Yeonjun."

Now you realized what his game was. He was never sorry. It was just another form of him to torture you, and this tipped the scale.

You were so shaken up, you got down on your knees and begged him not to show anyone the video.

"Please Wooyoung! I'll do anything! Anything!"

"Anything?......really? How about becoming mine then?"

And now you were forever tied to your worst nightmare.

Wooyoung especially enjoyed seeing Yeonjun's disappointed and heartbroken look when he announced that you two were now dating.

Now he couldn't even look at you anymore, feeling somewhat betrayed by your actions.

You wanted to tell him you were sorry and explain to him what was going on, but Wooyoung had eyes on you 24/7.

He even made you move in with him and now even your free time had to be spent with him.

You hated living with him.

He not only made sure to verbally abuse you, but actually seemed to have fun causing tiny accidents to happen around you.

His favorite was when he'd peer over your shoulder as you tried to study.

He scoffed. "Why even bother if all you'll ever be good at is spreading your legs?"

Those were his favorite insults: "whore" "slut" "bitch".

One time you were just so fed up with him, that you ended up snapping back.

"Shut the fuck up Wooyoung! You're such an insufferable piece of shit, no wonder your mom left you and your dad back in middle school."

As soon as the words came out, you wanted to swallow them back in.

Wooyoung was livid at your words.

He not only yanked you up by your hair, but he actually threw you to the floor and started kicking you harshly.

He didn't kick you for too long though, he did not want to risk anyone questioning when he told them you fell down the stairs.

And especially not take you to the hospital.

You had no choice but to stay home as you tried to recuperate.

You remember one of those days, you came home from a quick trip to the convenience store and found some girl blowing Wooyoung on the couch.

You weren't fazed. He often brought girls home and fucked them right in front of you.

You just sighed and decided to ignore the shit eating grin he'd give you whenever you caught him.

You decided long ago it wasn't worth it.

You two weren't even dating cause you wanted to.

He just loved controlling you, having power over you, holding something over your head.

He had this obsessive need to make you miserable.

And you hated that you had no choice but to allow it.

Even when there were things you didn't want to do, you had to or he'd once again blackmail you.

The one time you adamantly refused to was when you found out you were pregnant.

Wooyoung was just as shocked as you.

"And you're telling me I'm the father?"

"Uh......I can't have sex with anyone who isn't you, obviously you're the father."

Wooyoung couldn't let you go through with the pregnancy.

"Get rid of it." He told you.

You wrapped a protective hand around your bump.

"No! This is my baby and I won't allow you to harm it!"

You weren't going to budge though.

"Show the tape to everyone! I don't give a fuck anymore! But I'm not killing an innocent child who has done nothing wrong. "

Realizing he was losing control of you, Wooyoung knocked you out unconscious, deciding to take matters into your own hands.

You woke up a day later, feeling sore and aching in your inner thighs and lower abdomen.

You immediately panicked and sensed something was wrong.

You didn't need Wooyoung to tell you, you knew he had taken you to a clinic and had the baby removed.

You were so shaken up, cried your eyes out and no longer had any will to fight against Wooyoung.

You felt like it all all your fault, the death of your baby was your fault.

You weren't strong enough to save it and it was killing you inside.

You no longer trusted anyone, and you didn't have the heart to talk about it to anyone. Not like they'd believe you or care about you.

But someone did notice, Yeonjun never stopped caring about you and although he was hurt you went with someone else, he still had feelings for you.

And he was very observant and noticed that ever since you started dating Wooyoung, you were skipping a lot of classes....

And you were having a lot of accidents...too many in fact.

And now he just saw you completely lost and like a walking dead.

"Hey Y/N, are you ok?" He asked you one day.

You were going to respond, but the devil made an appearance by your side.

"She's fine and was just coming home with me. Weren't you baby?"

To everyone, it looked like a sweet and caring smile from your doting boyfriend, but you knew it was all fake.

Nonetheless you just kept your head low and went home with him.

Yeonjun noticed the way you trembled when he put his arm around you, noticed the frightened look in your eyes and he knew something was wrong in your relationship.

When you got home, Wooyoung was pissed off at you and immediately struck your face.

"I thought I told you not to talk to him! Can't you obey a simple order you fucking bitch?!"

When he pulled out a knife from the kitchen, you were now scared for your life.

You tried to fight back, but Wooyoung was stronger than you and you were still in pain after the abortion.

He knocked you to the floor and managed to land 2 stab wounds into your right side.

You could never forget the wrath and hate in his eyes as he told you:

"I'm going to fucking kill you."

By some miracle, someone taller and stronger than Wooyoung got him off you, that someone being none other than Yeonjun.

He felt glad about following his hunch and followed you both back home, otherwise he'd end up reading about you in the newspaper.

He had no trouble in subduing Wooyoung and calling the police.

The only thing on his mind was getting you to the hospital as soon as possible.

"It's ok Y/N. You're going to be fine." He assured you

Your physical injuries were easy to recover from, but the emotional trauma and abuse Wooyoung put you through was not.

Yet Yeonjun was there every step of the way, going with you to therapy and just listening to you and your terrifying story.

For the first time in your life, you felt truly loved and happy....

And safe.

A year after the ordeal, you were doing much better and were nearly fully recuperated.

Yeonjun and you rented a place together and were completely in love with each other.

Everything seemed to be going perfect....

And then one day your phone rang.

Picking up, you asked "Hello?"

"Don't think it's over yet you dirty little rat."

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[suganovakawa]

𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐄 .

PAIRINGS : tooru oikawa x fem! reader , slight hajime iwaizumi x fem! reader

GENRE : angst , romance

WARNINGS : cursing , car accident , recovery from amnesia

SYNOPSIS : tooru doesn’t understand how special you are to him until he comes close to losing you forever . as he struggles to comes to grips with his feelings and balance it with his future , you still have to recover from your own injuries , but without your memories to assist you .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 < [ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 ] > 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐍

he knows what could happen if you remember. he’ll do anything to prevent that.

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saudade masterlist .

SAUDADE

( 𝐧 . ) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant , or that has been loved and then lost ; “ the love that remains ”

⠀whatever iwaizumi was thinking, he certainly had no logic. honestly, he probably would've been better off just not telling you a thing about oikawa. after all, he should've known from the start it's in human nature to want to push past restrictions forced upon them. and as much as it pained him, he knew he had messed up bad, his anger getting the best of his common sense and regretting it a day later.

⠀he knew you were curious about your boyfriend.

⠀rather, the boyfriend you didn't even know you had.

⠀from the very beginning, hajime could see it in your eyes - the natural attraction your body held as you and oikawa first exchanged short glances towards each other in class. volleyball had taught him to be quite the observer, and you made no effort in being subtle. unfortunately for iwa, oikawa noticed your innocent curiosity as well.

⠀he was afraid to ask you more about what you remember. it was different from the first day you had woken up from your coma, you were completely out of it so your muddled brain couldn't have remembered nor recollected much. now that you were spending regular time at school, just like normal, your memories might have just resurfaced sporadically. as far as hajime knew, you remembered everything, just pretending like you're still suffering from memory loss.

⠀but he knew you weren't like that. you wouldn't do that to him.

⠀you two weren't best friends before the accident, basically just friendly acquaintances who shared the same pain in trying to make the aoba johsai volleyball captain learn how to stop and take a damn breather. you had made it quite obvious in the past that you were an admirer of oikawa's, much to hajime's dismay - but he suppressed such feelings, in fear he'd be seen as too selfish.

⠀and he paid the price by seeing you happy in oikawa's arms.

⠀maybe iwaizumi was biased, but tooru really was more on the shitty side when it came to being a boyfriend. he had asked his peer countless times why he had accepted your feelings when he knew he didn't have time for a relationship; and every single time, hajime would get the exact same answer:

⠀"she made me happy at the winter tournaments, i'm only returning the sentiments."

⠀does causing your car accident count as making you happy?

⠀seeing how determined tooru was to get close to you again, pissed hajime off. what was there to be pissed off about, though? if this was a game, iwaizumi was winning. oikawa lost everything, from his reputation to his girlfriend. hajime was on his way to making you happier than tooru ever could. there was no competition here - he had this hook, line, and sinker.

⠀at least, he should have it in the sinker.

⠀a part of him knew, deep down, he was always default to second place. even without your memories, you still had your conscience, that internal voice in the back of your head that still held its senses. and if your conscience was stupid enough to adore oikawa even after everything he's done to you, how could the ace possibly fight against it? you could've died. and it would've been oikawa's harsh words as the true perpetrator.

⠀he wanted to prove a point to himself, you, and oikawa. that he was worth it. that you shouldn't have to waste your time with a scumbag who took your adoration and admiration for granted. the entire team knew that tooru wasn't the type to put anything over volleyball, and he displayed that when it came to your guys' relationship. while the captain was deserving of any praise he received that was volleyball related, hajime knew that it was unfair for you to be neglected because he spends so much time and energy on it.

⠀"hajime? are you listening to me?"

⠀he turned his head towards you, your words shaking him out of his daze. he blinked a couple of times and sat up, turning his head so his attention was fully on you. "sorry, y/n. a bit tired today. what do you need?"

⠀"huh? i don't need anything." you shook your head. "i was telling you that makki and mattsun were inviting me to go out with them today, just out to eat so they can also fill me in on random things, and to talk a little more. i said yes because they seem nice enough, and you seem to trust them, so i didn't have a reason to say no. i just wanted to tell you because i'm not going to be walking home, so you don't need to take me today."

⠀hajime's heart dropped to the abyss in his stomach.

⠀you were going to what?

⠀he knew exactly what those two were planning on telling you, and he was not having any of it. panic bubbled and almost erupted out in the open, but he saved himself with a deep breath and a plastic smile, nodding his head slowly. "right, i trust them... yeah. you have fun with that." you appeared happy with what he said, giving him a quick hug before walking off. he waited for you to turn the corner before walking off on his own, his jaw clenched and his destination set.

⠀"iwaizumi, where's - " hanamaki was grabbed by the tie as the brunet glared at his former teammate, his eyes anything but nice. "what are you doing? let me go. i'm supposed to be meeting - "

⠀"i know what you're fucking doing," he spat, his grip around makki's uniform only tightening. "this isn't just some random meeting. y/n asked you for this meet up, didn't she? she wants to know stuff, and figured you two would willingly comply." he laughed, more of a mocking volume. "and what do you know, she was right."

⠀"iwaizumi, let me go." the male with pink hued hair snapped more sternly the second time around; hajime hesitated for a few moments before reluctantly releasing his grip on his fellow third year, who pressed his lips together as he fixed his uniform hastily. "you got us," he muttered, his eyes finding iwa's. "she came to us during lunch and kept asking us. you were already on your way back to the table so we simply told her we'd tell her after school. that's all."

⠀"that's all, my fucking ass." pointing an index finger in takahiro's face, hajime shook his head. "you better not tell her about oikawa. she's much better off without that piece of shit in her life."

⠀"but she has a right to know."

⠀iwaizumi's face paled, taking a step back as makki crossed his arms. holy shit, he was serious. he and makki were going to tell you everything. "she's a big girl, iwaizumi. she wants to remember her life before the car accident. i can't imagine what she's going through, having her memories blacked out like that. i know if i was her, i'd want to know every single detail." makki's eyes narrowed. "including the memories that could hurt me."

⠀hajime's hands clenched into fists as he shook his head again in protest, sticking his foot out to prevent the other from walking forward. "over my dead body will i let you do that. the last thing she needs is a reminder of the nightmare he put her through. you won't tell her a fucking word about it."

⠀"or are you just scared you'll lose her to oikawa again?"

⠀just that question was a punch to the stomach as hanamaki observed iwaizumi's reaction. a corner of his lips protruded upwards as he stared at the other male in the hallway, the truth so horribly obvious. "doesn't take an idiot to see how set you are in making y/n fall for you. using her amnesia to your advantage to brainwash her into forgetting oikawa and becoming her new boyfriend... i was on your side at first, iwa. now? you're being just as shitty as he is."

⠀"don't you fucking compare me to him. i'm not like him, and i will never treat her like shit."

⠀"maybe not like shit, but she's certainly more like a prize than an actual person in your eyes."

⠀takahiro watched the frustration boil to hajime's face, taking a deep breath and walking around him before he could be stopped again. "if you excuse me, you made me late. i'm sure y/n will - " he grunted as a sharp pain grabbed hold of his wrist, his eyes widening slightly as hajime seethed at him, jaw clenched and face glowing angrily.

⠀"i said, you're not telling her anything."

⠀"who's going to stop me?"

⠀iwaizumi's smile was anything but pleasant as he pointing towards the school entrance. "mattsun and y/n are waiting for us, right? we shouldn't leave them waiting for too long."

⠀makki's breath hitched in his throat at the realization and cursed to himself quietly, shaking his head as he had no choice but to pull hajime along with him. "your logic is fucked up. y/n is nothing but a trophy for you to show off."

⠀"y/n means more to me than what you could ever hope to understand. keep walking, bastard."

⠀"hajime? what are you doing here?" your face revealed genuine surprise as he had appeared right beside hanamaki, releasing his iron grip on his wrist before exiting aoba johsai. "i thought you were walking home?"

⠀he could see the silent exchange of glances going on between the other two, and he could tell by matsukawa's quiet but exasperated sigh that he understood what was going on. iwaizumi pretended to not notice, however, as he moved to stand next to you. he saw the confusion flickering within your irises, how they were averted towards the ground instead of looking at him. if only he could tell you how important you were to him and why he was acting this way for your own good, maybe you'd understand his side better.

⠀"i figured since i was hungry, i'd join you guys. after all, we all trust each other enough to discuss anything, right?"

a / n : second post today! promised it would come out soon 🥳 ALSO, THANK YOU SM FOR 900 FOLLOWERS !!! it truly means the world to me that you all decide to stick around my profile, i promise i’ll do the best i can to provide content worthy of your attention 🥺❤️

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"Caught In The Storm" *Part 7*

I'm sorry I cut the last one at a REALLY bad part and this chapter HAS to end here. I'M SO SORRY It's so short!

....Especially because I think I'm gonna wait to post the rest tomorrow. {later today?}

I'm so sorry don't hate me!!!!

PART 8 IS HERE!!!

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“Hey baby I grabbed us some champagne,” Nathan smiled, coming back with two glasses of champagne. “Hey guys isn't she amazing?” He acknowledged the others.

“She really is,” Olivia smiled back.

“Hey So--sweetie, I know that this is your big night. But I've got a really big case tomorrow so I need to take off. Are you going to be okay?” Nathan made a “Sorry” face.

You looked back at him, stunned. Was he really going to take off on your big night? You looked at the group of your family who didn't seem as offended as you felt; which was weird, because they usually feel more protective of you than you do.

“Are you serious?” Rafael suddenly came up from behind you out of nowhere. “You're going to abandon your girlfriend on the biggest night of her life?”

“Rafael.. I don't think you need to be so hard on him,” Olivia told him through gritted teeth.

Something was going on. Something Rafael was clearly not in on. He looked at Liv, still confused.

“How are you not more upset about this?” He asked her. “I'm the biggest lawyer in New York and I'm not even leaving for a case!”

“I just think that you should let Nathan do what he needs to do,” Olivia insisted.

“Whatever,” Rafael rolled his eyes while You looked between all of them with a super confused look on your face.

“I mean if you have to go, then you have to go. I'll see you tomorrow,” You smiled awkwardly at Nathan.

“Thank you baby I promise I'll make it up to you,” he smiled. “I love you very much and congratulations again I'm so proud of you!” He said before running off into the crowd.

“Can you believe the nerve of that guy?” Rafael scoffed

“Why do you care so much?” You suddenly turned back to him with an angry look.

“What are you talking about?”

“Why do you care what my boyfriend does?” You asked him again angrily. How dare he just insult Nathan like that.

“I don't,” Rafael scoffed.

“Bullshit,” you spat. “You constantly drag on him at work. He tells me things, Rafael. That’s what two people do when they love each other, they TELL each other things,” You enunciated, making it clear this was bigger than Nathan.

“So why are you so mean to him?” You accused him.

Olivia, Nick and Fin watched the fight unfolding between you two in nervousness, looking around as if they were waiting for something to pop off quickly.

“I just don't think that he's good enough for you!” Rafael finally yelled, causing the others to gasp softly.

“Barba, I really don't think that now is the time to start this…” Amaro tried whispering to Rafael, but he was too angry to hear anything.

“I'm sorry, he's not good enough for me?!” You laughed sarcastically. “Then tell me Rafael,” you started, with tears starting to form. “Who is good enough for me?”

Before Rafael could answer, you heard someone tapping on a mic. You looked to the stage to see Nathan standing there with a huge smile. You looked to the left and saw Sonny and Amanda had returned with food watching anxiously. You looked at Rafael who was staring in horror. You felt your heart racing.

“Please don't be happening….” You begged Silently.

“Hello all. I don't know if you know me but I'm Nathan Price, Y/N’s boyfriend. I know that this is the biggest night of her life, I know it's something she's wanted for a very long time, and I am so proud of her.” He looked at you with love and affection.

“And I know that tonight is all about her and her album, and her accomplishments and I don't want to take away from that but..”

“No no no…” you thought you heard Rafael whisper. You glanced over but Nathan started talking before you could see him.

“Y/N could you come up here please?” He asked.

Everyone in the room turned to look at you. You took a shaky breath and made your way up to the stage. You could feel the hot lights burning down on you like the sun. You knew that you should be absolutely ecstatic In This moment, if it was going to be what you expected it to be.

“I love you so much Y/N and I am so proud to call you mine,” he started. “And I want to be able to call you mine for the rest of my life so…” he knelt down and pulled out a huge diamond ring.

“Will you marry me?”

You could hear the whole room gasp and then go so silent, you could hear a pin drop in the room.

You looked out into the crowd searching for Rafael's face to see if he was excited for you or something else. But all you could see was the bright lights, nothing else. You felt your hands shaking, your whole body was shaking, your breath was quickening, you were sweating. You should be absolutely happy in this moment, here was this great man, asking you to be his.. his? Like you were his property? Whatever. He's asking to spend the rest of his life with you and he was a good kind man. And you didn't have anyone else.

After a very long time of you in your head, in a very awkward silence Nathan jokingly whispered. “Kind of leaving me hanging here babe,” with a nervous laugh.

“I am.. I.. well..” You took a deep breath and put on the biggest smile you could.

“Of course I will, Nathan,” You answered as tears were lining your eyes. You knew that people would think that you were crying in happiness, but you knew that they were for a different reason. Nathan smiled hugely and put the ring on your finger and then picked you up and spun you around.

“Now it's the happiest day of my life!” He laughed.

Afterwards you went and found your family in the crowd. They were all smiling hugely.

You knew this was going to happen didn't you? You asked

“Maybe... Olivia smiled. You looked over to Kelsey and Kenny. “And you too? Maybe…” Kenny Laughed.

You looked at Kelsey, who had a guilty look on her face. This is exactly why she was trying to talk you out of being sad last night. She knew that Nathan was going to ask you to spend the rest of his life with him, to trap you. Trap you shouldn't be the first thing you think of when being engaged you realized. Then you also realized that Rafael was nowhere to be seen.

“Where did Rafa go?” You asked innocently and you saw everyone's faces but Nathan's turned into weird looks.

“Oh I think he left,” Kelsey piped up. “I think he actually did have a case in the morning,'' she added with a smirk. You wanted to yell at her that he wouldn't do that, especially after he gave Nathan such a hard time.

You wanted to yell at her that she should have minded her own fucking business, and now she was setting you up to be stuck for the rest of your life. You wanted to tell her that a best friend would never let their best friend be anything but happy. But instead you just smiled sadly and said:

“I guess so,”

Outside the party, Rafael was standing outside practically hyperventilating. He couldn't believe that he had screwed this up so bad. He couldn't believe that he didn't stand up and say something while that stupid prick was talking. He couldn't believe that he hadn't said anything sooner. He regretted so many things, so many times and now he really had lost his chance and he'd have to live with it forever. He broke down crying as he sadly walked away from the party and you, forever.

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I must ask you, cause I trust your opinion, do you think Daigo would prefer to have a partner that is not a yakuza? maybe someone almost innocent? I kind of feel that he would be drawn to it but would maybe not pursue them out of fear of ruining them / their life. So maybe he'd rather be with someone who knows the good and bad sides of his life and is strong enough to stand by him but at the same time I personally think that he would love and maybe even need someone that is soft enough ( with him ) that he can be 100% open and vulnerable around them. Kiwami 2 Daigo made me wanna wrap him in a blanket burrito and cuddle him until all the sadness is gone ..

Ooh, thank you for this first Daigo ask! He definitely needs more love 💙

You mention Kiwami 2 Daigo, so I’m gonna start with him. Even around 2006, there are lots of layers to Daigo. There’s the marshmallow coat exterior, the playboy/rich boy side he projects to others... but inside there’s also yet another marshmallow core. At this point in time, Daigo’s feeling quite lost. He’s unsure of the path he wants to take, feeling stifled by his “inheritance” and trying to rebel entirely from it, so I think he’d for sure appreciate someone by his side who could listen to his inner struggles. They don’t have to volunteer any advice and they don’t even have to understand. Just listen. 

I could see him getting a host/hostess partner, on the one hand because he mostly hangs with the party crowd and on the other hand because whoever gets close to him needs to not be instantly put off by the “aloof young master with cash to blow” attitude. 

He’s not bound by any oath and he can still afford to fall in love. So I definitely hear what you’re saying, a civilian would suit Daigo best for this part of his life. But, once he steps up to the role of Tojo Clan Chairman... things get a bit tricky.

He’s a lot more goal-focused now. You’re right that he wouldn’t pursue “organic” opportunities for romance, instead maybe considering strictly political alliances. The more he gets mired in yakuza business, the less he thinks he has the capacity to lead a normal family life. Although he’d still benefit from a partner who can calm him down after a long day, around whom he can forget his leadership worries, if he’s to really accept someone as his better half, there has to be more understanding on their part. Because his burden is also a lot greater.

He’s got to constantly manage and micro-manage clan affairs, struggling alone against mistrustful officers and outside conspiracy plots. You could argue he’s already got Yayoi as the one family member with enough expertise to help him through rough patches, but actually I think that’s precisely why he’d hope - if not expect -  a partner to also take an interest in his work. It ties in with the point about vulnerability: he’s already up to his neck in intrigues, having to keep up a front at home as well would simply be too much.

Maybe his partner wouldn’t start out very involved with the clan, but over the years I think they’d inevitably be dragged in for some reason or another. One of these reasons also being their mother in law haha. But they have to face the facts: Daigo’s just too much of a public figure to keep his associations hidden. Gangsters, cops, the press, they all know about the chairman of the largest yakuza group in Japan, thus anyone he associates with will come into the spotlight sooner or later. Of course, he’s a disciplined man who would try his best to keep his private affairs private, but ultimately he’s gonna realize he can’t shelter them forever. 

Plus I think at some point he’d start feeling guilty, thinking he’s merely using his partner as an emotional sponge, a venting outlet for his “top secret” clan stuff. It’s a fine balance that requires a person who’s not only caring, but also well versed in diplomacy.

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Come Back Home (A Kim Taehyung Mafia AU) // Part 9

Look who's back....lol. Enjoy this angsty installment, I'll see you all with the next chapter soon. Also, there might be mentions of suicide, so please be careful if that's something you get triggered by.

Summary: You were dead. Or at least that's what Kim Taehyung thought. But love never dies. A myth, yes. And maybe that's why when he finds out that you are alive, he may have already lost you.

Pairing: Mafia!Taehyung×Reader

"I swear to god, Taehyung, someone's gonna see us." You gasped, Taehyung's lips tasting the skin on your neck as he held you tightly, your body trapped between him and the steering wheel. Your hands were tangled in his hair, eyes fighting to keep looking out the window in case someone actually saw the lustful daze you both were stuck in. 

"You worry too much. Who cares if someone sees us? You're mine and I'll touch you whenever I want." His words were slightly slurred, brows furrowing in concentration as he put his point across. You glanced down at him, his lips swollen and eyes red, staring at you with every ounce of admiration he held. Your heart fluttered, all your focus gathering on the man before you. You slowly leaned down and pressed your lips against his, kissing him in the most loving way possible. You were on cloud nine with how perfect his lips felt against yours, every kiss different and refreshing. Pulling away, you leaned your forehead against his, catching your breath while he rested against the dark leather seat. "Yours." You mumbled, earning a proud grin from Taehyung before he pulled you closer and captured your lips once again.

A sharp knocking on your window startled you, dragging you out of your... illusion. You gasped lightly, turning your gaze away from the driver's seat of Taehyung's car and looking out the window. You didn't know how long you had been sitting alone in the car, but Taehyung had told you to not go anywhere until he came back. He was currently inside the club, dealing with those people who posed a threat to your safety. Something told you this threat wasn't gonna end anytime soon but you couldn't find it in you to care. You just wanted to remember everything and go back to living your life without any problems. Taehyung's words had hit a chord somewhere in your heart, the warmth of his body when you had hugged him was still embracing you. You didn't ever want to let that feeling go.

Rolling the window down, you looked up at Yoongi who was standing before you with a bloody arm. Your eyes trailed across the sleeve of his jacket to see a bullet wound, blood oozing out of it without any control. Your eyes widened, lips parting in shock. Yoongi noticed your tension, his eyes following your gaze to the bullet wound he had received while blocking you from those gangsters. For you, it may have been just a lethal injury but for Yoongi, it was a badge of honour. He was just glad that you were alive and okay. Life had given him another chance to protect the girl he used to call family. He still did but, you didn't remember a thing about him.

"I..- Are you alright? I came to check up on you. Taehyung will be here in a couple minutes." He said, voice low and breathing a little shaky. You saw how his skin was paler than usual, worry overcoming every other sense of relief you felt at the moment. You immediately got out of the car, holding the door open and gesturing for him to get in. Yoongi frowned, looking at you with a confused expression. "That doesn't look good. You need to sit." 

Your voice was gentle and kind, different from all the times you used to scold Yoongi for being so reckless. He didn't know if this was better or not, but he hoped you'd go back to being his family someday. Yoongi pursed his lips, slightly shaking his head and opening his mouth to tell you he was fine until you interrupted him

"Please. You wouldn't even be hurt if it weren't for me." 

Yoongi felt that ache in his heart, his throat constricting as he forced himself to look away from your pleading eyes. Your words were innocent but wrong. You didn't know how much yoongi was willing to take another hit for you. Not just Yoongi, all the others too. With a stern nod, Yoongi sat inside the car, your hands wrapping around his arm as you helped him in. The warmness of your touch was enough to make him feel relaxed, but his head was now spinning a little. Stupid bullet.

You bit your lip, glancing around for anything you could use to stop his wound from bleeding. You felt responsible and if anything were to happen to him, you were definitely gonna blame yourself forever. You rubbed your head in panic, peeping inside the backseat of the car to get your resources. 

"Y/N." You moved back to look at Yoongi, his deep voice calling out to you with a hint of familiarity. Your eyebrows were raised in question and concern, your mind ready to give him whatever he was about to ask for. Yoongi looked up at you, studying your expression. He knew it very well, he had seen it before plenty of times. The least he could do was let you know that it was okay that you were in his life. It was okay that he was hurt because of you. It was okay because...you were the only one who always cared.

"Me being hurt, or anyone else for that matter, has nothing to do with you. And I want you to know that we all would gladly take a bullet for you. Anytime." 

There was a wave of intense emotions pouring over you. Anger at yourself for not remembering anything. Surprise that you had such an impact on people you didn't even recall. And worry that someday you'd probably end up having someone die for you. You were frozen in your place, hands clenched by your side as you tried to form the right words to say. There was a knowing look on Yoongi's face, his lips stretching into a smile as he glanced behind you. "It's okay. I understand." He said, making you look down at the ground in shame. It must be a really good feeling to know how much love was being poured upon you. For now, you were just lost, but hopefully, that little book sitting beneath your pillow at home would help you recover.

The sound of footsteps made you turn around, your eyes meeting Taehyung's as he walked towards you with the rest of his group. You spotted Minho with an unconscious Yoona in his arms, not even glancing at you as he made his way to his car. There was a little bit of nervousness settling in on seeing the intimidating people before you, but it was all gone when you looked into Taehyung's eyes. The illusion you had witnessed came rushing back to you, cheeks growing warm as you looked away from him.

"Are you okay?" He asked almost immediately, your eyes catching the little cuts on his knuckles. It didn't take a genius to know that Taehyung had beaten the shit out of your potential kidnappers, and for some reason, you felt satisfied. You nodded in response, peeking over your shoulder at Yoongi who was sitting inside the car. You turned your attention to Hoseok, who watched you with a sad look in his eyes, your hands hesitantly pointing at the elder male behind you. Everyone's eyes immediately shot to Yoongi, eyes widening momentarily as Hoseok rushed to Yoongi's aid. 

Taking note of your conflict, Jungkook patted your shoulder, giving you a reassuring smile. "He's gonna be okay, Y/N. It's been a long night. Let's head home, yeah?" Jungkook's tone did little to calm you down but you still nodded, not quite catching his meaning of the word 'home'. 

Everyone began filing up in their cars, your feet stuck in one place while Taehyung cleared his throat beside you. He still hadn't asked you if you would be okay with coming home with him. He didn't want to burden you with too many things, your comfort was his only priority. That time you threw yourself in his arms, indicated that maybe you would want to stay with Taehyung. That thought boosted his hopes, his eyes lighting up as he waited for you to pay attention to him.

"Y/N, I think it's best if you stay with me tonight." The words were easy to say. They even made your heart flutter in excitement. Staying with Taehyung? That was definitely something you could do. But the universe seemed to be against it, for Yoona's face flashed in your mind. You glanced at Minho's car, seeing that it was still in the same place where he had left it. 

You couldn't be selfish now, could you? Yoona needed you. She was drunk and Minho must be shaken up too. It wasn't just you who had been pulled into that traumatic experience, Minho had endured it too. He was a normal person, like you. He wasn't like Taehyung or Yoongi. He couldn't just come out fine after going through things like these. You had to be there. For your friends.

You swallowed thickly, formulating your words carefully so as to not hurt Taehyung. But he'd surely understand, right? 

"I should head home, Yoona doesn't look okay and-"

"Don't give me an explanation. I get it."

Your heart stung at how harshly Taehyung replied. His eyes were now blank, all that affection having been erased, as if it was never there. Taehyung gave you one last look and rushed past you to get in his car, his shoulder brushing against yours. You swore you wanted to cry then and there, not understanding what made Taehyung snap like that. You turned around, watching as Yoongi spoke to Taehyung inside the car, his eyes finding yours and you saw it clearly. There was so much disappointment in Yoongi's eyes that you felt guilty even if you didn't know what you had done. Your eyes stung as all the cars drove away, pain overwhelming your senses all of a sudden.

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"Taehyung!" Namjoon bellowed, eyes widened in bewilderment as the man in question angrily tossed everything to the floor. Taehyung didn't care what he was breaking, as long as he heard the satisfying sound that indicated the destruction of the object. The emotions running through him were strong and unfathomable, a little too dangerous for anyone to handle. The crazed and defeated look in Taehyung's eyes was beyond explainable. He was tired and done. He didn't want to hear how much you cared about your shitty best friend. He wanted you to come back to him. Because you were his. He wanted you to just leave everything and come back to his arms. 

"Taehyung, you need to calm-"

"No, I won't fucking calm down. It hurts in here and I need it to stop." 

Jungkook almost didn't recognize the person in front of him, it was like he was seeing a stranger. Taehyung jabbed his finger to his chest, cheeks wet with the onslaught of tears that seemed endless. No matter how many things Taehyung broke, it wasn't satisfying enough. And it wasn't until he felt the cold metal underneath his shirt that his anger diminished. Standing in the middle of the mess he had created, he pulled out his gun, eyeing it like it was the solution to all his problems. Everyone's eyes widened, breathing faltering when Taehyung slowly looked up at them with hollow eyes.

"She kept me sane. And I'd rather not live than be without her."

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[writemywaytoyourheart]

"Why're you still cute like that?? I hate you..."

a/n: happy start to the week everyone <3 I'm actually posting on a Monday! yay me ✊

Masterlist ← this is where you can find all my works until I get the ML in my bio working :)

Genre: FLUFF ❤️

Warnings: none :)

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Hot.

Blistering heat.

Melting away any and all hopes of ever being cool again.

I'm gonna melt.

It's gonna happen.

These thoughts keep going around and around in your head while you sit in a chair at your dining room table, considering just going and taking an ice cold shower.

You were bored, and lonely, and not to mention so hot you wish you'd just melt into a depressed puddle already.

Your boyfriend was unfortunately at work, and your friends were busy. So, no one to hang out with and you couldn't take advantage of your boyfriend's air conditioning back at his and the boys' dorm.

The air conditioning in your apartment was still broken and it made these summer days miserable.

Sure, you had a spare key to his place, but for some reason you hated going over there on your own, even though the boys said multiple times it was perfectly fine with them. It just felt....

Awkward...and intrusive...

You keep staring at the wooden dining table in front of you; contemplating that one weird shape in the smooth wood. Eventually your eyes start to water from staring at it too long without blinking and you snap out of it.

Who cares about awkwardness and intruding when it's this hot??

You make up your mind to storm their dorm and lounge around in the cool air, when you hear a little bling from your phone. It was your boyfriend.

H/n: Hey baby, wanna go to the pool today?

Was this boy.....heaven sent?? Your eyes are huge with relief and giddiness as you type out a reply, this had to be a prank.

Y/n: uhh, heck yeah??!! But what about practice..?

H/n: Everyone is doing pretty good with the choreo so we decided to call it a day, can I pick you up at your place in about 10?

Y/n: yes!! Thank you baby you're a life saver 💕💕

H/n: Love you! 😉💓

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Ten minutes later you're in your new bathing suit with a giant t-shirt and some shorts on over it. Sitting on your couch you wait for your boyfriend to text that he's here. You couldn't wait to show him the new swimsuit you got recently, you loved it and new he'd like it too.

Bling

You grab your phone and open the messages.

H/n: Here baby ❤️

Jumping up and grabbing your bag you packed for whenever you go swimming; you sling it over your shoulder and hurry out the door. Your boyfriend is in the parking lot, so you run over to his car and climb in.

He smiles at you and starts backing the car out once you buckle up.

"Hey baby, you ready?"

You nod happily then turn in your seat to see a few of the other boys in the car as well.

"Hey y/n! How are you?"

"Hey I feel like we haven't seen you in forever!"

"Hey y/n!!"

A chorus of hellos comes from the boys in the back as they all wave and start trying to get your attention. You laugh and wave back,

"Hey guys! It's good to see you all!"

You talk with the boys until you guys reach your destination, the boys in the back start clambering around trying to get out so they could hurry into the pool. You go to follow them but feel your boyfriend take your hand gently from the driver's seat.

"I've missed you, y/n..."

You smile and squeeze his hand lovingly, then you reach up and pat his cheek gently and giggle when he blushes.

"I missed you too, I'm so glad you could hang out today, and now we get to hang out and swim at the same time!" You squeal and wiggle in your seat in excitement.

He laughs and reaches over to unbuckle your seatbelt for you. Then he hops out of his side while you scramble out yours.

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The locker room smells like chlorine and is eerily quiet when you go in to put your bag in a locker.

Lucky boys, you think.

They get to hang out in the locker room as well, I hate how empty it is.

You quickly take your clothes off to reveal your swimsuit and shove everything into locker B23 then hurry to the entrance to the inside pool.

You see a few of the boys already in the water splashing around, some are sitting on the edge of the pool smiling and watching the others. But your boyfriend hasn't come out yet apparently.

"Come on y/n!! Get in!! It feels amazing!!" You smile, wave at them, and start walking to the water.

Suddenly you feel hands wrap around your waist and you choke back a gasp. You turn and look at your boyfriend who just snuck up behind you; and smack him on the arm.

"You idiot! How many times do I have to tell you not to do that??"

"You look great baby. I love your new swimsuit." He just hugs you and ignores your protests. Your face turns red and you mumble a "thank you" before he takes your hand and leads you to the pool.

At first the water is freezing and you hesitate after dipping a single foot in.

"ohhhh ho ho hooooo it's so cold!" You bring your foot back out and wring your hands. Your boyfriend sighs in amusement and suddenly your feet are off the ground. You squeal when he picks you up bridal style and starts walking with you down the ramp going into the pool.

The closer to the water you get the tighter you hold onto your boyfriend until your whole body is practically wrapped around his neck.

"Ahh, ahh, wait baby, I-I'm not ready!"

"It's better to just get it over with babe, then it'll feel better."

Your next protest is caught off suddenly when he lightly tosses you into the water.

"Wai-"

You scramble to your feet to get your head above water and inhale sharply after the cold shock against hot skin. Your hair is stuck to your face and you can barely see anything as you angrily splash your boyfriend in the chest with water.

"You as-"

"Hey! It's over now, you can just enjoy it!"

He puts his hands up to avoid the angry splashes while you glare playfully at him. Then when the splashing ceases he moves closer and starts to get your hair off your face gently.

You just sit there and pout, knowing you looked like a scared wet cat when you first came out of the water, and not being too happy about it.

After swimming around a little and getting used to the temperature of the water you swim over to your boyfriend where he and one of the boys are having a rock paper scissors battle to see who gets dunked first. You notice that his hair isn't wet yet.

That little stinker.

You kiss him on the cheek and startle him, he loses the game and pouts at you. You just shrug innocently, it was his turn to get dunked and look like a wet cat.

The member he lost to suddenly tackles him and shoves him underwater. Your boyfriend comes up spluttering and wiping at his eyes. You laugh and laugh until you notice something. He still looks hot, not at all like a pathetic soaking cat. Your grin is wiped off your face instantly.

"What?" He questions you, seeing your face change.

"Why're you still cute like that?? I hate you.."

You turn and swim away, playfully ignoring his calls to you.

How unfair...

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After about half an hour of playing around you see a few of the other boys' girlfriends come from the locker room. They were free now and came to join in the fun.

You shout and wave your arms in the air to get their attention. They see you and smile widely and one waves before they're hurrying over to where you are in the pool and hopping in with you.

You guys talk while the boys complain about being left out. Until your boyfriend picks you up by the waist and carries you to the other side of the pool.

You flail in his arms and protest until he plops you down and kisses you right on the mouth. Your eyes widen and he goes in to kiss you a second time. Then he hugs you and puts his head in the crook of your neck. You two stay like that a while, just sitting in the water holding on to each other, it was super relaxing and you didn't even know you had needed it until now.

Thank goodness he'd texted you earlier, you smile and hold onto him tighter then kiss his wet shoulder. He hums and snuggles you closer.

"WATER FIGHT!!!!"

You both jump at the sound of one of the members screaming and suddenly there are shrieks echoing off the walls and water is splashing in every direction. Then you hear one of the other girls shout,

"Boys against girls!!! Come on y/n!!!!! Let's get 'em!!"

You laugh and kiss your boyfriend on the cheek before winking at him and quickly swimming away to join the girls side.

It was a good thing this pool wasn't very popular and there was no one but you and your friends here today, because you're sure they wouldn't be too happy about the chaos.

But you loved it, and couldn't stop smiling as the girls completely destroyed the boys in the water fight.

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Chapter 9: Devilovania part 1

"He can't dodge forever. Move!"

She stood still, even though her knife was forcibly raised towards him. If she could, she would have dropped the knife too.

"Magic isn't his strong suit, strike now!" He ordered, but she still refused. "This is not the real Chara! Kill him now or I WILL!"

She opened her mouth to warn Chara, and was forced to stop again. "Frisk, so help me, if you try to warn him again you will die! Now FIGHT!"

She looked over at Chara, he wasn't preparing an attack, he was watching her. Almost observing her.

"Ya know, I realized something as we've been fighting." Chara said, looking directly at her. He couldn't see what was really going on, not yet. "You're not Mirror, I can tell. Even if she chose to find out the consequences of this path, she would have stopped long before Rei. She would have SPARED him." His words were laced with malice, rightfully so, through force she'd taken everything away from him. "So, did you kill her too? You don't seem like the type to let innocent people live."

"I said...MOVE!"

Frisk was forced to attack, Chara dodged it easily, kicking her backwards. That's when he noticed something odd about the knife they were using. There were some kind of weird blue strings on it, he found them as he picked it up. "What? Painting? You've got a sick sense of humor kid." He started. "I mean really..." He trailed off, she was tapping something, but it wasn't random tapping. Some kind of code, almost like she was warning him, but why? What was behind her?

Look behind me, please, you'll understand.

"What the...? He started, quietly. He saw it alright, a huge black void behind her that wasn't there before, and now he could see she was caught in those blue strings from the knife.

"Damn you! I warned ya kid!"

"Oh no you don't!"

Two knife slashes later, and that void was now a reflection of the kid, and Chara had the unconscious kid in his arms. "No free will of her own. I should've known when she was so hesitant to fight." He started, setting her down behind the closest pillar for protection, then standing up.

Lifting his hood up, Chara smirked, his eyes appearing to become brighter. "No sense in asking for your name...YOU DIRTY BROTHER KILLER."

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What?! I can't move!

You..how..?!

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Even only using a fraction of his magic, Chara could be worn down pretty easily. He had to be careful, whatever this thing was, it knew exactly how to get him. Taking a quick glance over at the kid, still unconscious, he decided to stop playing it safe and really fight. He still had to avenge Rei, to avenge his family, everyone that thing stole from him.

"Ha! Have I already worn you out?!"

Glaring back at it, it now seemed like Chara's left eye emitted a magical flame. This actually surprised his enemy, it wasn't expected.

Error! Shift now, this timeline is lost! You still have a job to do!

Reluctantly, he listened, sending his blue vines everywhere around himself to disguise his escape.

Chara dodged easily, landing near the kid and getting them out of danger. He set them just outside of the exit, no attack ever left this corridor, they'd be safe for now. But...now something didn't feel right at all. That thing, whatever it was, it just suddenly felt more malicious. Like if he made the wrong move, it would take great pleasure in tearing him apart. "Looks like I'll need to use this a bit more.." He said to himself.

His magic helped a lot, despite the toll it took on him. Without it, he wouldn't be able to see most of his enemy's attacks, just the weird vines they used. With both beings dodging, however, the battle would be drawn out far longer than his body could handle. Dodging another knife blow, he slid a bit as he landed. During the dodge, he'd managed to hide his cough, and upon landing he wiped the blood off of the corner of his mouth. He knew then, whatever this thing was, it was starting to predict his moves.

Gods kid, what the hell did you get yourself into?!

He thought, dodging another attack.

He stayed still for a moment, just to catch his breath and plan his next move, and that's when it took the opportunity it had. He saw the light from the Blaster, one similar to his own, start to get brighter and brighter. When he tried to move, he saw the vines wrapped around his legs. Chara was pinned.

What?! I can't move!

He took out his knife and worked on removing the vines as quickly as he could. Not like this! Not yet!

He wasn't fast enough, he knew it, Asriel always told him he was slow. But he refused to stand and take it, he was determined to see this through, he refused to die like that. Hearing the Blaster launch its attack at him, he looked up in time to see a familiar sweater in front of him, protecting him at the last second.

"M-Mirror!" He exclaimed, catching her. If she hadn't shared his determination, she would have been killed, she was that lucky. "You..how..?!" He started. "Why?!"

Around his legs, he felt someone cut off the vines, he had movement again. But who...?

"You can't die outside of your own timeline, you won't be able to reset with it then." An unfamiliar voice came from the exit, next to the unconscious kid. He had no idea who it was. "She knew that, she wanted to protect you."

In response, Mirror smiled weakly at him. He felt guilty, she wouldn't be hurt at all if he wasn't so slow. But..then there was anger again. She'd travelled across time to help and this thing wanted to kill her too? Unacceptable.

Chara helped Mirror stand properly, letting the unfamiliar voice's owner come to help. He himself stepped forward, both eyes now appearing to have that magical flame in them.

Mirror could tell he was angry, she tried to warn him not to do what he was about to do, but Chara was angry beyond listening.

"Oh no.." Her travel partner, spoke quietly to himself. He helped her stand against a nearby pillar before taking a step towards Chara. Instead of trying to get him to stop, it seemed the young man was going to help.

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Luckily, the battle was directed towards the entrance to the corridor, no more harm came to the kid or Mirror, which was good. He'd gotten some good hits in, the evil being actually managed to nick him a few times, and his silent companion kept creating illusions of him attacking elsewhere to allow the real Chara a chance to strike.

This...has gone on long enough.

The sudden voice made them all stop in their tracks, if only for a moment to find out what was going on.

Your timeline will be purged.

"Like hell it will!" Chara shouted. He had no choice, he had to use his Blasters now or this would drag on endlessly. No one would survive otherwise. Sticking his arm out, they fired, seemingly destroying whatever entity that was.

Coughing, Chara sank to his knees, he'd used his magic for so long that the toll on his body was hard to handle.

Did you not hear me?!

Before anyone had a chance to react to what was going on with Chara, one final knife blow was fiercely directed not at him, but at Mirror. And unlike him, she wouldn't be able to dodge.

But like her, Chara stepped in front of the attack at the last second, being viciously slashed acoss the back.

"Chara!"

Their companion saw the entity forming again and made a choice. Grabbing the kid and taking Mirror's hand as she held onto Chara, he quickly teleported them out of there.

Opening her eyes, Mirror saw nothing but darkness, all around them. She thought she was dreaming for a moment, until she remembered what happened before ending up here.

"Chara?!" She said, looking at him leaned against the wall next to her...if it was a wall anyways. "Hey wait, Cloak?!" She called.

He was catching his breath a bit away from her, the kid he brought with them was still out like a light. "I'm alright! I just went too quickly, it's okay though." He responded. "Undyne, she might be able to help. This...this is what's left of her timeline now.."

Worried, Mirror redirected her attention to Chara. She felt his pulse, just to be absolutely sure, before he both scared and surprised her by grabbing her hand. "...Not dead yet..." Mirror wiped her eyes, prompting a soft pat on the head from him. "...We need to get back...to our timeline..."

"No way! Not like this, you won't make it!" She protested.

"Um..I can try to help. If..if that's alright." A shy, yet semi-confident voice came, and it belonged to who they could only assume was Undyne. But the Undyne they knew...well, she was more of a star to say the least. "I..I already healed your injuries..t-they were magic based so..."

Mirror inspected herself, and found that Undyne was telling the truth, she wasn't injured anymore.

After a few tense moments, Undyne started to look more and more worried as her invention didn't seem to work at all on Chara, minus helping him recover from the magic toll on his body. "I...I don't know..." She started, being interrupted by Chara. "...Not a magical attack..." He started. "...It was a knife...that's physical..."

"Then what..what do we do?!" Mirror asked.

"We take you back, isn't it obvious?" Cloak interjected. "Mirror, you're the only one who can reset things in your timeline."

"Y-yeah! You'll be able to f-fix everything!"

"Problem, there's only one part of it left." Cloak started. "With his injuries, I really can't guarantee-"

"...It's Snowdin...it has to be..." Chara interrupted. "...Take me back...reset after..."

"No! Chara, no. I won't let you die." Mirror said sternly. "There's gotta be another way."

"...I'll be dead any other way...then I won't be able to come back..." Chara responded. "...We have to go back..."

"I..."

"I'll stay with you, until you have to reset." Cloak offered. "I...I know a way to make it easier. Trust me. With the reset, you won't even remember this."

Mirror looked hesitant at first, but she eventually gave in and let Cloak take them back.

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"Here right? It looks like...where we first met."

"...I calcium what you mean..."

"Chara."

He laughed a bit, weakly, as Cloak set him down in front of the largest tree in Snowdin. The last area left in his timeline for now. In their timeline. Stepping just out of Chara's sight, Cloak made another illusion for him...well one of two. The first was a vivid sunset in front of them.

"...Heh...I haven't seen ome of these in ages..." Chara said, half smiling as he leaned against the tree. Mirror sat down next to him, watching with him. "...Already left huh...?"

The next gift from Cloak surprised both of them. Somehow, some way, he was able to make a realistic illusion of Asriel and have him come and sit down next to Chara. This in turn finally made Chara smile fully for once, and he closed his eyes and relaxed, leaning his head against the base of the tree as well. "...This place isn't so bad for a nap...Could use one..."

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