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hi guyz!!!! i posted this as a poem a while ago but i ended up making it into a shotty comic so >_< i hope the 3 ppl who see this enjoy loll :3

p.s. tha tag on tha first page is my art acc on instagram :33

I began researching book publication today for my fictional novel and I believe I've decided to go through Amazon. I'm debating whether I should plan to hire editors and marketers, one or the other, or maybe neither....

If anyone has any advice or experience in this department, I'm very new to it all and would appreciate it!

(My novel is a psychological novel with themes of sci-fi and romance if that helps)

i wanna make a masterlist but i have 1 fic out rn so its not rly much of a list (i dont count the other two on my ao3 bc they are just terrible)

Alright, the first oc piece that I’m planning on posting, and likely my favorite! It's a drawing of the Little Hare watching starflies outside his window (as you can probably tell, starflies are similar to fireflies) I actually wrote a bit of a short story that included them a good while ago, so I'II include it down below, even though the drawing isn't really depicting that exact scene! As I’m kind of a beginner writer, I’d love to hear any constructive criticism y’all might have!

The Little Hare leaned on the windowsill, staring into the moonlit forest outside.

"Look! There's starflies!" the Little Hare gasped, sitting up in excitement.

"Mmm?" The Fox King replied.

"Yeah, they're right outside!" The Little Hare leaned in even closer to the window, nearly touching his nose to the glass. "They're so beautiful! I love how...um...uh." The Little Hare glanced at the Fox King, his ears falling to his back. The Fox King was intently staring at the papers on his desk. He certainly wasn’t interested in the little bugs outside. The Little Hare was probably just being a nuisance.

After a few seconds of silence, the Fox King looked up from his papers. "What were you saying kid?"

"I, uh, no, it wasn't really important. Sorry."

"Rigel, we've talked about this. You can't just stop mid sentence, especially when it's something that you're obviously excited to talk about."

"Um. you're sure? It really wasn't all that important. I don't think you'd be interested"

The Fox King set his papers aside. "Try me."

"Um, ok. Well I was just saying how I love the way they move and flash." The Little Hare smiled and looked back at the starflies. "We had a lot more on the plains. They would swarm across the grass and and sky and make really pretty patterns! They were a lot less green than they are here though.”

"Really? I thought they all looked the same."

"Nope! The ones we had were yellow!"

"Well, if you want, you can grab a jar and go catch some."

The Little Hare whipped his head back, dismayed. "Oh, no! They're a lot prettier out there! And they wouldn't be happy in a jar. They belong outside." The Little Hare hesitated, glancing back out the window. "At least, that's what Ma always said...”

The Fox King got up from his desk and walked over to stand beside the Little Hare.

"You're probably right about that, kid. Not much room to flourish when you're confined." The Fox King stared out at the dancing lights of the glowing insects. "How about tomorrow night after I've gotten done with all the work, we go out together and look at them closer?"

The Little Hare looked back to the Fox King. "Really?"

"Sure. It doesn't seem like I've ever quite seen them like you seem to. Perhaps you can help me gain a new appreciation for the little insects.”

The Little Hare grinned, eyes gleaming as bright as the starflies outside. "I'd love to!"

All’s Fair in Love and War [p.jm oneshot]

Summary:  Jimin, a demon who came fresh out of the depths of the underworld was causing too much havoc in less than two weeks of his arrival. Y/n, being the best of the best in the Angel Realm, was sent down to stop him from continuing his streak of chaos. Will Jimin end up proving to be the only thing that can make the great Y/n weak?

Note:  I wrote this a while ago already and it's unedited so like don't come at me for my grammar mistakes and what not.

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Trigger Warning: Contains Grammar Mistakes, Swearing/Degrading Language, Purposeful False Biblical Terminology, Mentions of Suicide, and Suggestive Language.

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[Jimin's POV]

I slowly opened my eyes and I realized my desires were finally being fulfilled. After thousands of years of diligently working my ass off, I was finally promoted to the Earth Realm. Here my job would be to spread mischief and persuade gullible humans to give into their darkest desires. This is one of the most desirable jobs a demon such as myself could have since we can actually have fun messing around with humans who have yet to be truly corrupted.

Scanning my surroundings, I noticed that I was laying on a bed in a luxurious looking room. I do not fully understand the concept of how the basic human essentials are already set out for us when we arrive on earth. Still, the situation doesn't phase me all that much. I look for some kind of mirror. Anticipation filled my body as I couldn't wait to see my human form.

Ravishing. Stunning. Princely. Sexy.

Upon walking inside of the (rather large) bathroom, I am awestruck at my own looks. I was arguably the most dashing human out there... looking past the fact that I wasn't actually a human being of course. Well it was finally time to go out and subtly yet efficiently cause as much chaos as I could. I took one last glance in the mirror, smirked, and made my way out into the city's fine streets.

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[Two Weeks After Initial Arrival On Earth]

I walked out of the bar with a bitch glued to either arm. I smirked victoriously as my presence alone caused the rest of the foolish men back there to release their violent emotions and act out foolishly.  A bar fight broke out and someone was bound to end up dead or in the hospital. It was so easy to get humans to give into their deepest desires. All I have to do is be around them and my aura alone is enough to make them destroy themselves.

After just two weeks, I already aided in the corruption of over 4000 souls. This city was pretty big and had people coming and going all day everyday, which meant that I had a seemingly unlimited amount of prey to choose from.

Corrupting girls? Even easier than men. My looks did all the hard work for me for the most part. They practically threw themselves onto me, always pleading me to take anything they had to offer to me. Usually their offerings consisted of their bodies and sexual favors, which I gladly accepted. If I'm gonna be here for awhile I might as well have some fun, no? Of course it was against the rules for demons force anyone to do anything that would corrupt their souls, but persuading them was a piece of cake anyways so that didn't really matter.

The current whores that followed me out of the bar tonight were both slightly tipsy after having just two shots of some alcoholic beverage I didn't care to save in my memory bank; however, they were still sober enough to make the decision that they wanted to follow me home.

I got in my car and waited patiently for the two girls to do the same. However, unexpectedly, a random girl who I've never seen before opened the passenger door instead and sat in the passenger's seat.

"And who might you be pretty lady? Also, where are the other girls who were just outside with me?" I inquired with a raised brow.

"People usually think of me as a beautiful dream, but in your case I'm probably your worst nightmare. About the girls... let's just say they decided to call it a night and go home," the suspicious girl replied coyly.

"So you're just gonna follow me home then? Because I don't do drop offs. I'm not an Uber." Skepticism etched in my voice. She nodded not looking me in the eyes. I decided to just start the car and drive back to my place without questioning her further.

Many things felt off about this girl but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. One of the main things was that I could sense that she hadn't had any alcoholic scents that could be identified by me; however, there was more to it than that. Whatever this girl's intentions were I'd figure it out soon enough. For now at least I can try to corrupt this girl's soul. Her soul radiated more innocent, positive energy than any of the humans I have come across so far. I was both intrigued and excited as I just knew her soul would be satisfying to eat, plus her face was quite pleasing to look at. Her physique was almost too delicate for me to ravish and ruin. Almost. She was indeed attractive to me, which was surprising considering the fact that most mortals were very ugly to me and did not meet my high beauty standards that would make me deem them attractive.

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As we entered my expensive apartment, she walked inside with caution and took in her surroundings all at once. She looked at me expectantly as if waiting for me to do or say something. I decided to go for the f-boy vibe because she seems like the type of person who goes for those kinds of guys.

"Park Jimin. That's the name you're gonna wanna remember for tonight's more festive activities, if you know what I mean. And your name, princess?" I smirked at her as I believed my charms were starting to melt her unamused exterior. However that satisfaction was short-lived as the next thing I knew I was blacking out. I tried to fight the sleepiness washing over my body as long as I could.

"The name's Y/n, sweetheart. We're gonna get along just fine as long as you stop being a nuisance and purposefully tempting those poor humans to commit level 2 and level 3 sins," she said while smiling genuinely at me. Who or what was this bitch? Whatever it was, it definitely wasn't human that's for sure. These thoughts were the last ones that infiltrated my mind right before I completely passed out.

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[3rd Person POV]

Y/n's smile faltered as she was now faced with the challenge of finding his room along with some clothes to sleep in. Eventually she stumbled upon his room and was able to drag Jimin's body up onto the large king sized bed that was located smack in the middle of it. She heaved as he was a bit heavy for her to have to carry all the way up the stairs and into the room located at the very end of the long hall.

She showered then made her way to the sizeable walk-in closet in the room and picked out one of the demon's comfortable oversized shirts to wear. She found his undergarment drawer and put on one of his boxers over her own underwear to wear as shorts under the large shirt. Being an angel stationed down on earth actually came with less material perks than being a demon in the human world.

Afterwards she found herself wandering around and trying to get an understanding on the situation so she could plan out how she was going to stop Jimin from causing any more trouble on earth than he already has.

Usually when demons were sent to cause mischief, they would corrupt a few souls for a couple of days but then a "guardian angel" would be sent to them to guide them back to where they came from. In Jimin's case, he was really good at blending in with the humans and he was corrupting so many people so quickly that it was hard to identify that he in fact was the demon that was creating a headache for the higher ups in Heaven. As soon as they found out his location, they sent Y/n down to deal with him as she was one of the most competent Angels they had. Her job was to stall him long enough for his connection to the earth realm to be severed to the point where she could easily take away the essence keeping his human form alive and ultimately force him back under where he belongs. The less amount of souls demons consume, the weaker their connection to earth is.

Y/n ended up falling sleeping right next to Jimin on the bed as she wanted to keep him nearby incase he tried to flea the house when he woke up the next morning.

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[Next Morning]

Jimin's captivating, slender eyes fluttered open slowly as they slowly adjusted to the extreme amount of light in the room. Usually he left the lights off and the curtains closed and he slept throughout the day as he always stayed up late into the A.M..

'Why did I wake up so early? Why are the blinds open? What happened last night? The last thing I remember was bringing that girl home and that's it.'  His mind was spinning as he attempted to recall last night's events.

Jimin soon became all too aware of the pair of arms that was hugging him along with the girl that the arms were attached to. She was snuggling up next to him and the weirdest thing was that she was staring right at him the entire time.

Seeing the girl wearing his clothing, he automatically assumed what must've went down the previous night and gave her a half smile.

"Last night was so fun babygirl-" Jimin started to say before she busted out in fits of laughter.

"You're so funny Jimin-shi. As soon as we got here you knocked out. Don't you remember?" Y/n said while looking at him curiously.

Jimin's face was priceless as he was confused and desperately trying to piece together the events of last night still. He then realized that it was true what Y/n said as he felt her peaceful innocent soul still very much intact and not corrupted. Oh how badly he wanted to corrupt her seemingly perfect soul.

After a good 5 minutes of trying to remember, Y/n got bored and laid her head on Jimin's chest as he only had one pillow (which he was still occupying). However, as soon as she did that Jimin finally remembered her last words to him.

Jimin violently removed Y/n's hands from his waist, pinning them above her head as he hovered over her.

"What are you, and what do you want from me?" his morning voice came out ragged and his words were laced with sharp venom. Y/n couldn't help but laugh even more at his attempt to fluster and intimidate her. Her nonchalant behavior infuriated Jimin a bit but he was taken by surprise as Y/n switched their positions with ease. Now she was the one keeping his arms hostage above his head while hovering over him.

"That's no way to greet your valued guests in the morning Jimin-shi. Still, I guess I'll give you a pass since of course you wouldn't know how to have good hospitality seeing as how you aren't even human. As for the answers you seek, I will tell you over breakfast. C'mon babes follow me," she said lightheartedly.

Jimin was a bit flustered himself but he wasn't about to show the odd girl that. He found his composure and followed Y/n to the kitchen. She had already took out some typical breakfast ingredients from his refrigerator and heated up the stove.

He began cautiously helping Y/n make a simple breakfast and began chopping up some vegetables to try and get the food done faster. They worked together surprisingly well even though both of them did not say a single word to one another. After the food was cooked to perfection, Y/n turned off the stove and started carefully placing food upon two identical white porcelain plates. When she turned around to see if Jimin set up the table she found herself trapped yet again between Jimin's arms.

"You better answer my questions now my little Firefly. Before I lose my shit and kill you. I'm pretty sure that you are not human as well, and anything outside of the mortal realm is free game," Jimin threatened her seriously as he was getting irritated and impatient with the entire situation.

Y/n just smiled at him, patted his head, then made her way out of his grasp and to the table. Jimin rolled his eyes and sat directly across the table from her. Y/n motioned her hands signaling Jimin to start eating. Halfway through eating Y/n finally decided to speak up.

"For starters, I am an angel; your guardian angel to be exact. By now you should already understand what the purpose of my being here is. Also, you can try your hardest Jimin-shi, but you won't ever be able to kill me or rid yourself of me for the remainder of your time on earth. Speaking of which, it might take at least a month or two for your connection to earth to be weak enough for me to send you back; therefore, you should look forward to spending a lot of time here with me," Y/n nodded in affirmation as she was sure she had answered all his basic questions. Now it was Jimin's turn to laugh out of turn.

'She was an angel this whole time? Shit... no wonder why her soul was so extremely pure. Now everything makes sense. Still though, who does this bitch think she is? Little Firefly was talking nonsense as if I can't just ditch her and continue onwards with my evil bidding' - Jimin thought to himself.

"Whatever Firefly. I'm leaving to go do what I do best, wreak havoc and chaos. If you even try to stop me, I won't hesitate to snap your neck," Jimin made his way to the door but struggled as he realized the door wouldn't budge no matter how hard he tugged at it.

"Now Jimin-shi you know I can't allow you to do that," Y/n's voice was purposefully high pitched and annoying as she looked at him with big eyes. Jimin got so annoyed and fed up with her innocent yet sarcastic attitude so he went up to her and put hid hands around her neck. He could feel the vibrations of her vocal chords as she giggled a little. "That tickles Jimin-shi. Go ahead and squeeze. You can't actually hurt me anyways, it's impossible," she snickered.

Jimin squeezed as hard as he could but to no avail as his hands just wouldn't close in around her neck. 'Nothing is impossible, especially for me. If I can't physically harm you Firefly, then I'll find another way' - Jimin scoffed and rolled his eyes. He removed his hands from her neck letting Y/n win the battle this time; however, the war was far from over.

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[Y/n's POV]

A few days later, Jimin had seemed to almost get used to the idea of having me around. He used to spend many hours locked up in his room sulking but then out of nowhere he began to smile at me more and he tried spending a little more time with me. Nothing to extreme at first; however, after another week and a half he began to have movie marathons with me, sing karaoke with me, play K-pop random dance challenges with me, cook with and for me, etc. I started to get a little comfortable around him as well. Of course I knew better than to trust him fully as he was still a demon after all.

"Firefly whatcha doin'? Do you wanna come learn this new dance I just made? I made it specifically for two people," he said with a hint of mischief in his voice. I just ruffled his fluffy hair and nodded. He proceeded to teach me his dance. It gave off a bit of a sensual vibe if I'm being honest, but I wasn't complaining because the way his body moved to the music was a literal masterpiece, a true work of art.

Soon there was partner work and we were interacting with each other through dance. We were telling an intense love story with just our movements alone, but the intensity that his gaze held made me a little flustered myself. Soon we finished the dance and we ended in a close pose where I could feel his heavy breathing on my face. We stayed in that pose for a little while just catching our breaths then he slowly brought his face even closer to mines.

I put a finger on his lips right before they could place themselves over my own. I then cupped one side of his face and stared deeply into his eyes trying to analyze his actions. "What are you trying to do here, Jimin-shi?" I asked in a quiet voice.

"Firefly I don't even know what I'm doing. You make me wanna do weird things. You make me want to hug you all the time, kiss you without hesitation, and overall just be a better person," Jimin said with his eyes closed. Being the great lie detector that I was, I was taken aback as Jimin sounded so sincere.

"Jimin... uhm I don't know what to say," was all I could let out as I was confused. Was it even possible for a demon to fall in love? Could an angel and a demon even have any type of relationship after going back to where they came from?

"Say you'll be mines for the rest of our limited time on earth?" Jimin asked softly, eyes full of hope and what seemed to be love. I don't know what came over me but I just nodded my head in approval and smiled lightly as he hugged me tightly. I felt his heartbeat going crazy and it somewhat gave me comfort knowing the affect I had on him. Things sure have changed a lot between us since I first arrived here.

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[Two Weeks Later]

Jimin and I were intently watching Netflix whilst cuddling on his comfortable couch. My head rested upon his chest like the first night I arrived. Suddenly a question erupted in my brain that I should have thought of weeks ago. I began asking my question with a shaky voice, "Minnie, what exactly do you like about me?"

"Aww my little Firefly there nothing I don't like about you. You have beautiful eyes, your hair is always a little messy but it somehow perfectly shapes your face, you are an amazing dancer, you have a great sense of humor, you are sassy, and lastly... you genuinely care about me. Nobody's ever cared about me and looked after me like you have been for the past few weeks. You are the literal definition of perfection. The reasons as to why I like you are endless babygirl," his words filled with straight adoration.

I hugged him tighter and stretched my neck in order to peck his cheeks. "Hey c'mon now that's not a proper kiss," Jimin whined, pouting and cutely pointed to his lips. Gosh how is this demon such a cutie pie?!  I tried to give him a quick peck on his lips but he sensed my actions and quickly grabbed the back of my head to keep me in place. His soft, plump doll-like lips slowly pressed against my medium ones once again and he snaked his hands down to my waist and kept them there as he was very aware of the boundaries I set for us.

Our make out session was sweet and gentle for a few minutes, but then Jimin started giving me butterfly kisses down to my neck. I was wondering what he was up to because this was new to me. Before he could go any further with his actions, I slightly pulled myself away from him.

"Haha Jimin what were you doing? That tickles," I smiled at him.

"I was just expressing my feelings for you. Sorry, did I make you uncomfortable, Firefly?" Jimin asked. I shook my head quickly and his worried expression softened and was replaced with one of relief. I felt bad for ruining the lovey-dovey mood that was there a few moments ago so I decided to be bold and express my feelings to him as well. I left a few light kisses on his neck as well and then settling back into his soothing embrace to finish the Netflix show we were watching.

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[3rd Person's POV]

After the movie was over Jimin saw that Y/n had fallen asleep. He sighed and carried her to their now shared bedroom and neatly tucked her in.

"Oh you poor thing. Falling for the charms of a demon. You actually believe I'm in love with you? It's actually a bit funny when you think about just how gullible you are, my precious Firefly. You think I want to spend the rest of my earthly life on here with you as my lover, when in reality I want nothing more than to part from your annoying being entirely. I'm slowly but surely corrupting your soul and once you give yourself to me, I'll finally be strong enough to break free from your forcefield that traps me in this apartment with you," Jimin stated half-heartedly. He felt a bit dejected saying these empty words that he didn't even mean while Y/n is in an unconscious state.

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At the beginning of Y/n's arrival, Jimin had been researching ways to escape from the grasp of his guardian angel. The only way that came up was if he was somehow able to corrupt his guardian angel, then the heavens would punish them and strip them of their "Guardian Angel" title. He didn't know what else the punishment entailed; however, at the time he did not care at all. The easiest way he knew he could corrupt a female was through his power of seduction.

Jimin had it all planned it out from the beginning. He would slowly make Y/n put her guard down around him, confess his "feelings" to her, get her to fall for him, and eventually his demonic charms would lure Y/n into giving her innocence to him.  Not only would Y/n's soul be tainted from committing such sinful acts, but she would also be punished for allowing herself to get distracted by feeble humanly desires and allowing Jimin to get away. His plan wasn't foolproof, but it was the best shot he had at being able to stay on earth.

Luckily for him, Y/n somehow fell right into his trap and began to trust him like a fool. However, unluckily for him, something not according to the plan ended up happening. He slowly began to develop feelings for Y/n as well. He tried his best to push his feelings for Y/n to the back of his mind all because of his selfishness, and also due to the fact that it was too late to back out of his plan now that he was already so close to succeeding in exploiting the poor unsuspecting angel in his life.

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"Jimin you make me so happy. I can't explain it. Just making eye contact with you makes me feel so safe. When I'm in your arms, I feel like I'm home. I- I think... no I know that this has to be more than me liking you. Minnie, I love you," Y/n explained her feelings to Jimin after preparing a nice, fancy dinner for the both of them.

Jimin's face was void of emotion. 'Oh my... she finally said that she loves me. I should be happy that now I am so close to finally getting rid of her once and for all.'

Now that her feelings were out in the open, Jimin should've been overflowing with satisfaction and happiness; however, all he could feel was guilt and irritation for some reason unknown to himself. Maybe he didn't truly despise her presence and want her to leave him after all?

Jimin's irritation and guilt was not pleasant for him so he decided to just push the final phase of his plan into action immediately. He harshly grabbed Y/n and kissed her sloppily. Y/n was caught off guard as the kiss was different from every other time he ever kissed her before. Jimin let his hands roam Y/n's body freely and when he squeezed her ass she quietly moaned into the kiss.

"I love you too, Firefly," Jimin lied straight through his perfect teeth. He then picked her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist as he took her into the bedroom. There he slowly but surely pushed the innocent firefly so deep into the flames of corruption as he showered her with false affirmations and empty promises that he would protect her after everything was all said and done.

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[Y/n's POV: The Next Moring]

I slowly opened my eyes and felt as if I were still dreaming. I felt this odd heaviness in my chest that I couldn't explain. Still , when the scene of Jimin and myself being so intimate and actually coming together as one replayed itself in my head, I decided to pass off that heaviness as exhaustion. I smiled and turned over to see if Jimin was still asleep or not. He wasn't there like I expected him to be; however, there was a letter on his pillow that was sealed off by a firefly symbol. Is this a love letter for me? Park Jimin, you romantic little demon... I opened the letter and began overlooking it's contents.

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To my dearest Firefly,

By the time you're reading this I'll probably be long gone. Don't bother looking for me because by now I'm sure the "heavens" are finding a suitable punishment for you since you allowed me to escape out into the world while still being under your supervision. Oh how gullible you were to trust me enough to give away the only thing that kept yourself stronger than me. I'm talking about your pure soul, of course. Without it you are as weak as a mere human compared to me. Thank you for gifting your innocence to me in such a pleasing manner by the way. Last night definitely proved that your body and soul was worth the wait and effort. In case you haven't noticed by now, I've never loved you or even liked you. Hopefully this was a nice lesson for you so that the next time you are assigned a job like this, you aren't so foolish. Don't be too harsh on yourself for making such a big mistake though, as I'm sure you are aware that... all's fair in love and war ;)

Goodbye forever, Your Precious Minnie

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I was beyond hurt. Words could not describe the pain that ripped through my chest as the tears flooded down my face and my sobs got caught in my throat. So that's why there was such a heavy feeling in my chest. My soul was without a doubt corrupted and I just let it happen. I don't know when I became such a fool. I've never had this problem in my entire life, but for some reason I just let my guard down a lot for him. He who tore my heart out of my body and ran away with it as soon as he got the chance.

I was such a lovesick puppy who craved for the type of love and validation he was showing me for the past few weeks. Even though it turned out to all be fake I couldn't help but to still care about Jimin. I don't even know how I expected to stay with him after his connection to earth weakened enough, or how he would defend our love against all odds... but I guess somewhere in my unfocused mine, I had hope that he planned everything all out in his head already. I guess I was right in a way. He did plan something out, it just wasn't a way to save our relationship to one another. Rather it was a way to completely destroy both me and the relationship altogether.

Now all I could do was to wait for the Heavens to send someone to notify me of the price I would pay for this grave mistake. I wasn't human, so simply atoning for my sins wouldn't be nearly enough to be forgiven. I laid in the large, empty bed miserable and hating my entire existence at this point.

I was starting to doze off after some hours passed when a loud booming voice startled me awake.

"Guardian Angel, Kim Y/n, the Heavens require your presence immediately in regards to your shortcomings which has lead to the escape of the infamous Demon, Park Jimin."

As soon as the voice finished talking I found myself teleported to the place in Heaven where punishments for (Guardian) Angels and other mythical creatures took place. There was no one in sight; however, I knew I was being observed and was about to be sentenced to an appropriate punishment for my sins.

Suddenly visuals of my time spent with Jimin on earth pop up and a voice echoed in my head pointing out my every mistake. "Kim Y/n, you are being judged on the grounds of having and giving into earthly human desires; as well as for allowing a highly dangerous demon to slip past your supervision and back out into the world," the voice said loud and clear. "Earthly desires such as love and lust have been detected and seen as you allowed your soul to be tainted by Park Jimin. As this is the case, you can no longer be an angel as angels' souls must be entirely pure. Seeing as we are all knowing, we can inform you that after giving into lust, you will be blessed with a life that will evidently grow inside your womb. Due to this, we deem the appropriate punishment for you is to be demoted to a human being. Your soul will forever hold the mark of that demon and your future child could also possibly be affected by your past mistakes; however, we will provide you with the basic necessities in order to start off your life in the earth realm. Once you are put back onto earth, all of your memories will be erased and you will no longer be able to remember your time as an angel."

D-did that voice just say I'm pregnant with Jimin's child!? No no no no... this can't be happening-

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[3rd Person POV - Six years later: Earth Realm, Busan]

Jimin was suffering for the past 6 years. After he corrupted and left Y/n alone all those years ago he didn't feel like himself. Not only did he begin to feel extremely guilty because of the nasty letter he wrote Y/n, but he missed her. The love that he had for her, which was suppressed for quite some time, took over his mind the minute he left the apartment. He wanted to go back to Y/n then and there, but he was too embarrassed and ashamed of himself to. He knew he needed to reflect and come back with something that made him worthy of Y/n's love. After spending the entire day researching ways they could stay together on earth and love each other unconditionally, he found nothing. Jimin was about to give up when he convinced himself to look at one more book. This book was the jackpot as he found out that demons and angels that infiltrate one another's souls, end up splitting the pure and corruption of both souls half and half. This meant that Jimin may have tainted Y/n's soul, but her own purity had caused his evil soul to become half-pure as well. Ultimately, both of their souls became almost identical to the kinds of souls that humans were automatically born into this world with. The intertwining of a demon's and angel's souls would cause them to be bonded to one another for all eternity and they would be offered the opportunity to live out the rest of their lives as humans together if they accepted one another's love.

As soon as Jimin found this out he dashed back to the apartment to declare his love for Y/n and explain everything to her. When he finally reached the apartment it was, of course, too late as Y/n was no where to be found. Jimin quickly came to the realization that Y/n was probably already getting assigned her punishment as he intended for her to be from the beginning, and ever since then he despised himself completely. He stayed on earth not being able to corrupt a soul, nor being able to go back to where he came from. Maybe this was his karma for what he did to Y/n, maybe not. He didn't know at the time, so he just suffered for the first couple of years stuck on earth.

Eventually Jimin tried to live a mundane life, getting a job like a real human being, paying bills like a real human, all the while getting tortured by the memories he had of the worst mistake he ever made... breaking Y/n's heart.

-

Jimin was walking through a park that was on his way home from his part-time job when he passed by a lady with an adorable son. Jimin wasn't paying attention too much to their faces; however, right as they passed him up he recognized her.

Hurriedly grabbing hold of the lady's arm Jimin's desperate voice croaked, "Y-Y/n?" He had a look of disbelief on his face as he asked her a question. "Firefly, is it really you?" Y/n nodded her head slowly.

"My name is Y/n, but I don't believe I know you. Sir, let go of my arm before I call the cops," she said in a strong voice. She thought of him as a random stranger who was acting suspiciously, and she was not trying to allow her sweet little Byung-Chul to be in harms way.

"It's me, Jimin. Minnie. Your Precious Minnie. Don't tell me you have forgotten me... that's impossible, right?" Jimin desperately searched her face to see if he could find any kind of recognition of him in her beautiful features that haven't changed even a tiny bit, but to no avail. His attention was then drawn to the little boy who was tugging at his mother's shirt.

"Momma, go home. I want to go home now. Pleaseee," Byung-Chul whined cutely.

"Momma? Y/n, whose kid is this? He can't be yours right? Who's the father? What happened to you six years ago?" Jimin demanded.

Y/n was scared but also intrigued by the stranger as nobody in Busan seemed to know of her existence before six years ago. Thinking that this stranger might've possibly known her from before she lost her memories, she answered his questions saying that the child was indeed her own, the father was unknown to her, and she had lost all her memories somehow six years prior.

Jimin took a guess at the events that could've happened and then realized that the child was his. He began instantly crying and explaining everything from the beginning to Y/n. After finishing explaining his best assumption as to what happened to her after he had abandoned her, Y/n slapped him. It wasn't because she remembered what happened or because she was sad that he was the reason why she had suffered so much and lost her memory. She slapped him because she thought he was absolutely, batshit insane.

"You have one hell of an imagination Mr. Park, but you better stay away from me and my kid or else I'll kill you myself you sick fuck," Y/n said in an intimidating voice.

That's when Jimin felt the most deflated he's ever felt before. He had just gotten Y/n back in his life, but at the same time she wanted nothing to do with him since she didn't even remember him and she thought he was crazy now. His heart felt the same crushing sensation that Y/n's did when she initially found out about Jimin's betrayal back when she was his Guardian Angel. Even though he wanted to see his love at least one more time, the irony of the way she left him without hesitation as he once did to her was too much for him to bear. The only thing Jimin wanted now was to crawl back to the depths of Hell where he belonged so that he could torture himself and burn for the rest of eternity as he (felt he) deserved to. He was so desperate and the only possible way he could think of  to make his last desire happen was to off himself once and for all, so he did.  

Hii my names Lani, I'm a beginner writer!!

Some of my interests or things I plan to write about are

☆Anime☆

•Attack on Titan

•Saiki K

•Kuroko's Basketball

•Jujutsu kaisen

• One Piece

• Bleach

• Soul Eater

• God of Highschool

◇Games◇

• Genshin Impact

• Cookie Run

Iv'e also been an artist for about 4 years, if there's any character you'd like me to write about that isn't in any of these I'll gladly learn about them and write the fic. Ok that's all byeee

𝐀𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫- A Jung Hoseok fanfic

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤 𝐱 Black!fem!oc

{🌺🌴✈️} ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ IN WHICH HOSEOK FALLS FOR SOMEONE HE KNOWS HES NOT SUPPOSED TO FALL FOR. (he's not supposed to fall for anyone ) 𝐎𝐑 IN WHICH ESME HAS TO SHARE A HOTEL ROOM WITH A BOY SHE MET ONLY 6 HOURS AGO.

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 & 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 smau, hyper x chill, shared hotel room, ambw, comedy, angst, idol!hoseok x youtuber!oc

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 profanity, closed door smut, angst, miscommunication, misunderstandings, periods, shitty characters, crossed boundaries, children

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 So I'm finally going to post Amber on Tumblr!! I wanted to try staying committed to this fic again and a lot of people are leaving Wattpad so I'll be posting on here instead. I hope yall liked this preview thoo I'm trying to get a hang of the aesthetic I want and how to use link on Tumblr for chapters and master links for when I post the reality fic so be in tune for that!!

PROFILES:

𝐄𝐬𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤

CHAPTERS:

── .✦01.

── .✦02.

── .✦VISUALS.

── .✦03.

── .✦04.

Status: ongoing (but slow after the first 4 chap prolly)

Amber ── .✦01.

✦ Summary: In which Esme and Hoseok fall in love but of course with love comes trouble especially when you're dating an idol.

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"JUST SHUT UP! PLEASE!" Her cries echoed throughout the house, covering her ears as she laid on the floor. She couldn't deal with it anymore, the constant gaslighting and the mental abuse was getting to the point where it was too much. "I should've listened when they warned me, but nah I ignored them 'cause my dumbass didn't know any better, cutting the people I loved off FOR YOU! just so that you could be happy, for us to be happy!" She screamed while crying. He stood there confused as if he didn't know why she was crying, as if he wasn't the reason her mental health depleted and still is. when she finally looked up at him all that could be seen in her face was disgust. Disgust with they were he was looking and acting towards her over the years. "You know what I'm done with this bullshit." She got up wiping her tears, leaving the male's apartment ignoring all sounds and stares she received. All she could think about was why she never realized sooner......



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Esme's POV:

        "Should I be doing this right now?" Biting my fingers anxiously as my decorated camera sat on my bed. I knew I would have to come back to making YouTube videos eventually,as it was all I knew and I would be nothing without it and my subscribers. I just never expected it to feel so foreign to me. Honestly I don't even know if I'm ready to get back but I know many of my fans miss me, and of course theres some who thought I'd be gone for good, and honestly I don't blame them for that knowing I did take a 6-month break with no heads up, not only on YouTube but on all my social media platforms, kinda like I just disappeared but if not now then  when?

I sigh grabbing my camera and turning it to start recording. "Hey guys! I know it's been a while and y'all are probably wondering where I've been, what I've been doing and more some of y'all were right and I did break up with Rome but I'm not gonna go into full details about it, cause I'm not ready yet when I am though you guys will know the full story and understand why I took a break but lemme not ruin the mood it's a time of comebacks and celebration! now I am going to get back on my routine, posting weekly and spamming my socials!" As I speak, I can just feel some of the weight I've been holding on being lifted off my chest.

I clasp my hands together before I continue talking. "To be honest with y'all I wasn't even going to start recording again this soon, but Jazmine and her Lil boo invited me and one of his friends to a trip to Hawaii!!! Like y'all don't understand how hyped I am right now! Like I may regret this later but who am I to say no to a trip to Hawaii." I shrug my shoulders jokingly.

"I didn't plan much for this video honestly, but I did want this video and the Hawaii flight video to be separate, and since I and Jaz are going tomorrow imma drop COCO off at my mom's, and hopefully jaz is gonna be home by the time I get back so we can pack together and hopefully make some cute matching fits." I explain to my viewers what I have planned for the day though it wasn't much. (A/N: coco is the name of her Pomeranian I didn't put her in the characters cus she wouldn't be mentioned much💀)

"Come here coco! Y'all why he tryna act like he dont know mee! get a hold of Coco who was trying to run away, I grab my keys, slip on my slides, and lock my door, leaving my apartment complex as I make my way to my car.

I prop my camera on my dashboard, so it won't fall, and put on Apple Music to play "Normal Girl". "As always y'all we're gonna stop by Starbucks so I can try a drink I saw going viral on TikTok then I'll head over to my mom's house to drop coco off." I look back at coco than at my camera as I speaking

"So, this is the drink I got and y'all already know I had to get my grilled cheese! Tew good." I showcase my order to my camera as I get the drink and my grilled cheese sandwich. I eat and drink my order as I make my way over to my mom's house.

I get there and ring the doorbell repeatedly to which she opens the door. "Esme gimme the damn dog so I can go back to sleep too damn early for this shit" she speaks groggily with an attitude.

"It's actually one though...and I don't even get a hello wooow" I joke with her knowing we were on the phone last night.

"Esme quit playin' with me and give me the damn dog."

"Damn here, Bye coco bye mama." I hand her coco and walk back to my car hearing her hum bye back.

"Ok so now that I dropped Coco off imma just head back home and hopefully Jaz is back so we can pack together." I talk to my camera as I start driving back home. . . . . .

I finally get back, unlocking my door to see Jaz in the kitchen getting a snack. "Oh, hey Esme" she turns and greets me.

"Hey sweetheart, did u have fun with your Lil boo," I ask with a smirk.

"Girl yes I have to fill you in on literally everything so fir-".

I cut her off before she started ranting on about what she and Yoongi did. "Before you even start let's pack while you tell me what y'all did because I know you ain't start yet and I know you gon be talking for a good minute. "

"You right" she laughs knowing what I said was true.

We both go into my room and start packing for the trip tomorrow.

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A/N: I edited this chapter WAYY more than the second time and I'm actually happy with the beginning chapter and I made this chapter before the whole Starbucks boycott  so that's why they were mentioned I DO NOT SUPPORT them at all not even to the slightest degree

Please like and comment 🙏🏾

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Amber ── .✦02.

✦ Summary: In which Esme and Hoseok fall in love but of course with love comes trouble especially when you're dating an idol.

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 "BEEP BEEP!" I hear my phone alarming me to get up.

    I groan sitting up straight while rubbing my eyes taking in all my surroundings, I stretch my body and grab my phone from its charging pad. I check the time "5:04" it read; I unlock my phone responding to any missed texts from people then go on checking my socials eventually watching a few TikTok's during the process.

"Lemme get up" I speak to myself getting up off my bed and heading to my bathroom to take a shower and do my skincare once I'm done, I go into my closet to pick my airport outfit, wanting to wear something comfy but won't get me overheated.

After choosing what to where I put on the clothes, put my boho braid in a wrapped bun, and do light makeup.

Once I'm dressed and ready I decide to go Jasmine's room to make sure she's awake and ready. As I get closer I hear sexyy red blasting, "LANCEY LANCEY I'M GHETTO AND I'M FANCY."

"Jaz what time is Yoongi picking us up?" I yell over her music.

"6:30, oh shit we have to go." She checks her phone.

"Ight get ya stuff so we can head out," I say as I make sure that I have everything on me.

Jaz meets me at the door and we head downstairs to the front of the apartment complex to meet up with Yoongi.

"Hey baby, hey Esme get in" he greets me and Jaz, kissing her on the cheek in the process. I noticed that the other dude he mentioned that would be joining us wasn't in the car.

"We're meeting up with my friend at the airport," Yoongi says taking notice of me looking around.

TIME SKIP

   "Ok guys we finally go to the airport and we already did all the procedures and stuff, so now we're just waiting for our flight to be called". I say as I hold my camera in front of me.

    "That boy over there is fine" I look to where Jaz is looking, and I see it's Yoongi.

"Girl that's Yoongi," I say looking at her with a deadpan expression.

"I know that's why I said sum, LORD my man is so fine!!" I look at her with disgust and as I'm about to say something I hear Yoongi's voice.

"Esme this is Hoseok the friend I said was coming on the trip with us". I look over to see a tall guy in a black hoodie and sweatpants with a mask on.

"Nice to meet you" his deep voice fills my ears, and before I can respond the airport announcement of our flight is being heard.

We grab our things and head our way to the boarding area, I look at my ticket trying to find my seat, and as I make my way over to my seat I see that it's Hoseok, yoongi's friend sitting on the seat next to mine.

   I say excuse me to him as I make my way to my window seat. once seated I take out my blanket, neck pillow, laptop, and AirPods trying to get as comfortable as possible so I can edit the video from yesterday, but before I begin I turn and tap Hoseok's shoulder. He looks at me taking one of his earbuds out.

   "I didn't get to greet you back so I just wanted to say it's nice to meet you too! And um, also I have a quick question um I'm a YouTuber and I'm gonna be recording some clips I just wanted to ask if that's ok with you?" I awkwardly ask.

   A smile forms and his face. "Yeah of course as long as my face is censored or not In the frame, I'm cool with it!"

   "Oh okay, great i hope we can become friends during the trip!" As soon as I got his approval I take out my camera to update my fans on what had happened so far.

   "Okay, guys so we boarded the plane already and we all met up and since it's a 10-11 hour layover plane flight I might get airplane food before I go to the next one, I might record if I feel like it, but other than that I have my little set up to edit the video yall probably gon see uploaded already and yes I'm in business class cus I wasn't gon pay for no first class this trip already cost an arm and a leg but yeah that's it for the update, BYEE!" As I finished talking I felt a pair of eyes watching me so I glimpsed to see where it was coming from and I saw that it was Hoseok staring at me. I ignore it continuing to act natural.

   I get comfy in my blanket, put my Air Pods in, and take my laptop out so I can edit yesterday's video and post it by today.

HOSEOK'S POV

I watched her talk to her camera just admiring her beauty, I stared for so long that I didn't even realize she had finished talking and had already put her camera away. I know Yoongi said he was bringing one of Jaz's friends along but I didn’t think she would be this gorgeous.

I open my phone to text yoongi.

Gramps#2👴🏻

Hoseok: BROO

Yoongi: What happened??

  Yoongi: and hurry up I'm tryna enjoy my time in first class with Jaz

↳Hoseok: y'all in first class??

Yoongi: Yea, you thought I wasn't gonna treat ME and MY girlfriend to first class on a trip that was originally for USSS??😀

Hoseok: ok see ntm she invited me and I accepted cus who the fuck do I look like declining a trip to Hawaii??😒

Yoongi: ...

Hoseok: yeah oh ok ANYWAYS why you ain't tell me jaz friend was fine??

Yoongi: Cause I have a girlfriend, and I don't even look at esme in that way

Hoseok: But anywas she asked me if I minded that she was recording for her YouTube😛

Yoongi: That's it ..?

Yoongi: go kys .😐

3RD PERSON POV

Hoseok chuckled a little after reading the last message Yoongi sent before closing his phone and deciding to sleep till the flight was over.

ESME'S POV

"Now Landing!" I hear the second flight intercom say. I stretch my arms Waking up from the nap I took after I finally finished editing my video and posting it because I procrastinated on the first flight.

I grab my things and get up from my seat waiting for people to pass so I can leave.

I see a text from Jaz that Yoongi and her are waiting at the food court for me and hoseok so we can all eat a quick little meal before heading to our hotel. I notice everybody's left the plane by now and I look down to see Hoseok still sleeping which was crazy to me because he slept the whole time during the first flight, I shake him a little to wake him up and he jumps up a little.

"Hey get up everybody left," I tell him.

   "Oh my bad." he apologizes.

"It's alright, I didn't wanna just leave you here for the flight attendants to wake" I respond doing one last check to make sure I have everything, then we make our way out to meet Jaz and Yoongi at the food courts.

"What took y'all so long?" Jaz says looking up from her phone.

"Hoseok was sitting next to me and fell asleep so I had to wake him up" I explained to her.

"Yall were sitting together?" Jaz asks slyly with a smirk on her face.

"don't evenn," I say not even entertaining Jaz because once you give her an inch she turns it into a mile.

"what should we get?" yoongi asks as he and Hoseok make their way back from wherever they were.

"Wing stop!" Jaz and Hoseok shout.

"Ok let's go" I responded as we made our way to the restaurant and then got into the line.

As we get in the line waiting for our turn Jaz whispers to me, "Think it was a coincidence that his seat was next to yours for BOTH flights?"

  "Yes..? Jaz I know what you tryna hint and I'm not falling for it."

  "Girl he's probably single and think about it we could be best friends dating BESTFRIENDS like that would be so cute." she gushes.

"That would lowkey be cute-"

"SEE I CAN ALREADY SEE IT!!"

"girl I'm not even ready for a relationship" I roll my eyes at her.

yeah, I'm not ready for a relationship last thing I need is a 2.0 version of him...

By the time Jaz was done gushing to me how cute it would be if I and Hoseok dated before I knew it, it was our turn to order, we took turns saying our turns telling our orders, and eventually, it was my turn and I say what I want.

"Will that be all?" the cashier asks me. "Yeah that's all let me just get my wallet," I say as I look for my wallet but I can't seem to find it which would be embarrassing, I panic a little looking over at Jazmine who purposely didn't bring her card knowing that yoongi would pay for all her expenses.

As I was about to speak I heard a voice speak up before me. "I'll pay for her." I look over at Hoseok with a shocked expression. He hands over his card to the lady and he looks at me and I whisper a small "thank you" feeling a little embarrassed that a guy I barely know is already paying for my meal.

   We all go and make our way to a cleared table and sit down and wait for our order.

   Yoongi and Jaz start conversing between themselves, leaving me and Hoseok in an awkward silence.

"Thanks for paying for me you didn't have to. I decide to break the silence by thanking him.

   "It's alright your order wasn't even that much anyways, but if you really want to thank me, thank me by giving me your number so if I'm ever in a situation I know who to call," He says with a smirk

   I can see what he's trying to do but I exchange my phone with him anyway putting his contact name as "Future sugar daddy🤪"

   As this whole exchange is going on jaz and Yoongi are silently watching which is never good.

"Here's your order" We look up seeing the lady bring all of our orders handing each one to their person. Immediately jaz takes out her iPad that Yoongi bought for her to watch a show on Netflix, and Yoongi joins her shortly after. I look to my right seeing Hoseok texting someone, and I decide to take my camera out trying to get as much footage as I can.

"Ok guys we just got off our last flight its late as fuck but we decided to eat cause were hungry and now we're eating, oh and this's what I got." I turned my camera showing hoseoks face a little before quickly putting my camera down to show my food.

when I'm done recording, I put a mental note to edit an emoji over his face.

HOSEOK'S POV

OT7

Hoseok: I GOT HER NUMBERRRR😍

Taehyung: who's number??

Hoseok: oh I ain't tell yall BUT I'm talking about yoongis girlfriends friend

Hoseok: when I tell y'all she is so fineee wait till I find her socials matter of fact yoongi send over that @

Jin: why I ain't get invited to y'all vacay🥲

Hoseok: Your literally in Korea??

A/N: I combined this chapter and chapter 3 just because the ending on this chap felt chopped 😁 and don't forget to like and comment!! (Ignore the corny tweets💀😭) Words:2108

Amber ── .✦Visuals.

✦ Summary: In which Esme and Hoseok fall in love but of course with love comes trouble especially when you're dating an idol.

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We made it to Hawaii!! ( vlog posted on yt🫶🏾)

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its.Jaz: Two pretty best friends 😍 ﹂rando: you sure bout two? ﹂its.Jaz: you tryna say sum cause I kno it ain't you Niya?? the one that got her ass beat two weeks ago talking bout us🤨

Random: who was the dude in your vid?? ﹂Rando: Who yoongi?? ﹂Random: noo the other dude ﹂Rando: ohh idk his voice sound mad familiar thoo

Random: Lived long enough to see her leave that bozo🙏🏾 ﹂Rando: WORDD

Random: When's the next upload??

Random: My man finally left this ugly ass bitch🤡🤢 ﹂Random: Girl your literally built like Rollie on a good day??

Random: Thank you for coming to yt!!

Random: I hope you have fun on your trip!!🫶🏾

A/N: Here are the visuals i was talking about! in the original on wattpad i took the thumbnail off cus i thought it was corny but imma just keep it cus i dont care🤷🏾‍♀️

HELP!! HOW DO I GET BETTER AT WRITING??

I'm currently trying (and struggling) to write a story about a kid who befriends an android disguised as a human child sent by aliens from a planet far far away to gather information on earth. It's supposed to be set in the early-mid 2000s and overall just a fun time!

Slight problem though, my vocabulary is quite limited and I'm having a hard time making my writing interesting. All my writing experience comes from writing short stories based off pictures or sentences in English class.

I'm going back to my fanfic phase so that I can take note on writing styles and vocabulary but I'm unsure of what exactly I should be taking note of.

If you have any advice on how to get better at writing that would help so much!!

Support beginner writers 😊

I know it's hard sometimes. When the story is just awful, it's not original and you cringe the whole time while reading.

But then you realize something: the person had fun writing it. They wrote it with passion and they were confident.

They're propably just a child. They downloaded Wattpad or something to share their first stories.

They were so excited to share these stories. They were hoping someone would like it.

So you have two options.

1. You write them a hate comment that makes them cry and lose their motivation = they won't want to write anymore.

2. You write them a comment where you try to explain to them the things they've done wrong, but you also try to find the things you like about it and mention them. Try to give advice and be positive, end the message with a heart emoji and say that you're here to support them.

Because they will write more. And the stories will get better and better.

I believe in these people.

Please believe in them too.

@whatwasmyprevioususername

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Moonlight - part 2

Werewolf!Steve Harrington x vampire!Eddie Munson

a teeeeny tiny bit of angst but don't worry

A little bit shorter than I'd like and I'm realizing this might have more parts than I bargained for (also not proofread if you see mistakes no you don't)

Part 1 :)

They avoid each other like the plague. Well, it's mostly Steve avoiding Eddie a little more than usual. He even starts sending Tommy to buy weed instead of just getting it himself, which means that no, that was not in fact a weird ass dream and Steve most definitely is a werewolf. And Eddie called him a good boy. He doesn't know which is more embarrassing, the fact that he cuddled with him like he was a dog or the fact he kind of misses that. Eddie doesn't even attempt to talk to him. He didn't before, why would he now?

But the next full moon has Eddie wanting to go back to those woods. As he hears those cries and howls, he feels the strange need to go back out and help Steve again. So what does he do? He grabs the now cold McDonald's burger he was about to eat and his bag, as well as a pet brush because he doesn't want his fingers getting caught in Steve's matted fur again, walking briskly back to those woods. Just as last time, when Eddie peeks through the trees, he sees the big brown wolf curled up and whining, clearly still in a little bit of pain. "Steve?" Eddie asks tentatively. Steve's head perks up, looking around before his familiar burnt caramel eyes land on Eddie. He jumps up, bounding over to Eddie and tackling him to the ground.

Oh. Great. Eddie's dying now. His throat is gonna be ripped out and Steve is only licking his face to get a taste of Eddie before he absolutely devours him and- okay now why is that making him think about human Steve sucking his- anyways back to Eddie about to die. Which.. isn't happening. Steve hops off of Eddie, tail wagging as he digs his nose into Eddie's bag, fishing out the burger and finishing it off in a single bite, not even chewing once. "Steve.. hey. Uh.." Eddie stammers, sitting up and scooting back a bit. Steve is a lot more affectionate in this form, and Eddie just assumes that Steve doesn't remember shit because in what world would Steve Harrington want anything to do with Eddie Munson? Especially since... well, they have reasons for calling him a "freak" that aren't just about his looks. The one time he tried his hand at asking out a guy, it backfired horribly, and now practically everyone in Hawkins knows he's- that he's...

Different.

He was young. Tried to prove everyone "wrong" by asking out a girl he kind of liked, just to get people to think the rumors weren't true. But it only worsened things somehow, making him eternally damned to be "the freak". Why did life put him here? It's just his luck to be practically tortured his whole life then be told he's going to hell as if he's not already there. Maybe he has died. Maybe this is hell. He's only having this nice moment with Steve as he lays his head on Eddie's lap because it's a way for him to get his hopes up, for him to be happy for at least a few moments before it all comes crashing down again before he even gets the chance to savor it.

He's tired of it. He's tired of getting his hopes up, of crying, of dealing with.. everything. He's just. So. Tired.

Eddie looks back down at the werewolf lying in his lap when he feels Steve's wet nose nudge against his hand, big brown eyes looking right back up at him with a look that almost appears to be worry in his eyes. "Hey, Steve." He says quietly, running his ringed fingers through the light brown fur of the large animal. It's like a sliver of light, a shot of caffeine to wake him up. He feels a little more okay like this, even if his chest aches knowing Steve will only avoid him further by tomorrow. But tonight, he'll savor this tonight.

Before life rips it all away from Eddie, he'll savor this.

part 3

Tag list: @manda-panda-monium (that's it, you can totally ask to be on the tag list if you want, I'll add you no hesitation)

Inspiration ..

I saw this idea on one of the blogs I follow, that person uses songs as inspiration to write. I thought that was an amazing way to combine two things that I enjoy, music and creative writing (/reading). When I'm ready to write and put my writing out there I'll most definitely revisit this ...

is it just me that gets random ass whole SCENES just in the middle of something. like i’ll be talking to someone or walking across the road and then BAM!

i now have a whole conversation between two characters in my head. my one (1) notes app is getting ABUSED at this point.

me: talking to my friend

brain: what if : FIGHT SCENE

me: takes out my phone and my fingers are flying trying to get this down

friend: ??? what’s going on???

like bro,,, this scene::

just came out of nowhere. no idea how?? but still like wow (sorry for the blackouts but i want this to be a suprise!!!)

like writing is such a mood i once woke up in the middle of the night with a whole scene written out and just??? went back to sleep and woke up like yeah that tracks

Writing tidbits

The way when I write with no plotting is so so SO different to when I'm plotting LMAOOO.

No plotting:

Vague idea of plotting:

PLOTTING:

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First half of chapter 1 under the cut;

Peter looked at me with wide eyes. He was breathing fast, jerkily, and by the time I processed what had happened, he was half-way to a full-blown panic attack. “April,” he gasped, breaths coming out sporadically, “April, what the fuck are we going to do?”

I was staring at my hands, eyes blank. They were flickering in and out of visibility, my mind and body apparently unable to decide if I should hide or not. The alleyway we were in - that we were deposited in - was dark, looming, and before I had realised it, my spider-sense had warned me of the person at the mouth of it. If I hadn’t been so out of it, if Peter hadn’t been occupied with his panic attack, we would’ve heard them long before they got there.

“Hey! Brats! Scram, get out of here! This is my turf and I’m not having you lot stay here!” He looked angry, and drunk, and ironically this is what got me out of my fugue state, what helped Peter calm down a little. Getting dropped into an unrecognisable alleyway had shaken us, but it seemed that drunk, angry people were always around, no matter what dimension you got dropped in.

That thought almost had me disassociating again, before I got a firm grip on myself. Get yourself into a place where you can panic properly first before you have a mental breakdown I thought.

A plan was what I needed, and even the bare bones of what I had calmed me down somewhat. I turned to Peter, who although had snapped out of his panic attack by virtue of the drunk, wasn’t faring well. “Peter. Hey, Pete. We need to move.” Grabbing his hands, I let just the bare bones of my strength leak through, helping to ground him in the moment.

I could imagine what he was thinking - what his mind must have conjured for him to look so broken. I cursed Dr. Strange for the hundredth time in my mind, if only for the fact that the magic that had thrown us here had us feeling like we had dematerialised into ash.

Yeah. I’m sure you know what memory Peter was reliving.  I hauled myself up, and still grabbing his hand, dragged him out of there.

We stumbled out of the alleyway, and into the main road - if you could call it that. It was dark, and the pollution was thick, but it couldn’t hide the gothic architecture or the grimy cityscape. The buildings loomed, dark shadows cast over the street. There were neon signs out every couple of buildings, but they flickered half-heartedly, the light dying intermittently. It was as though even the inanimate objects here were warning us to leave.

Peter was still shaking, his breaths uneven, and when I looked back at him he looked haunted. But I had the brief thought that at least he was moving - at least he wasn’t stuck in that seedy alley. More alert than I was before, my spider-sense tingled at the base of my head, a constant hum that never dimmed - warning me to not let down my guard.

My eyes flickered over the faces of people, their heads down. They walked like they were afraid of getting jumped, wary looks given to me before they hurried away. My thoughts were bitter as person after person looked at me, took a glance at Peter, and lowered their eyes before they walked off.

My faith in humanity died a little at that point.

I tightened my grip on Peter a little, trying to convey some semblance of reassurance. His tight hold on me tightened further, and I flashed him a quick smile when he looked at me. My smile was weak, fleeting, but it seemed to be enough to ground Peter a little more.

We kept walking, aimlessly, it felt but we needed to find somewhere to regroup. To think. It felt like hours, but was maybe only 45 minutes before Peter was tugging at me to stop.

“April, look.” I looked over to what he was pointing at - a small sign that was innocuous and easily passed over. ‘Narrows Shelter’ it read, and I looked over at the building. It looked - clean for a lack of description. It was by no means the Ritz, but it was a far cry better than what I’d seen so far in this depressing city. It wasn’t much but it was something.

I nodded at him, and we hurried over, hoping to find somewhere to sleep for the night. We walked through the doors, and the inside of the lobby matched the outside. The place was clean, and although it looked run-down, I knew that it was our best shot at the moment. Remembering the seedy bars that the neon signs advertised, I shivered a little and prayed that we got something right today.

The Universe owed us.

Wait.

That thought had me spiralling again, the thought that I was in a different dimension. A different UNIVERSE.

By the time I had checked back in, fingernail indents carved into my hands, I could hear the tail end of the conversation that Peter had with the receptionist.

“Room 3B. Keep your heads down and don’t cause trouble.” She sounded brusque, but not unkind.

I could feel a hysterical laugh bubble up at the back of my throat, threatening to come out. Us? Keep out of trouble?

Peter gave me a look, correctly identifying the look in my eye. I swallowed it down, thanked the lady, and we made our way to the back of the shelter. The room was small, with 2 small cots and a window that was so dirty it let in barely any light. But the room was clean, the beds looking not bad. It felt like a sanctuary compared to the streets outside.

Peter sank onto one of the cots, and I followed him, my hand still grasped firmly in his. “We’ll figure this out Pete. We always do.” I laid my head on his shoulder, and felt as he nodded above me.

“Yeah,” he sighed heavily, but I could hear some hesitation in his voice. “April what if we– what if we can’t find a way back?”

I stayed silent, doubt nagging at me. What platitudes could I say when that thought had been running in my mind?

I’d assumed that when I was able to find somewhere to rest – somewhere for my mind to shut down – that I’d have the panic attack I was pushing back. But I just … disassociated. I couldn’t compartmentalise what had happened and my body felt – floaty. I was in a haze, and I didn’t want to go back to the panic-filled haze that my mind had been in before.

I could just – relax. Let everything drop, if only for a minute, and if my hands were trembling, if my glassy eyes held tears, then I didn’t make note of it.

The shelter helped with that. It was quiet, the background sounds muted; footsteps, murmured conversations, the occasional cough. It was a lot louder to me than to the average person – and I think that was what had ultimately grounded me; the fact that my enhanced senses still worked in this hellhole, that I hadn’t lost my powers.

 I refused to think about what I could hear outside the shelter.

“We can think of a plan later, Pete,” I said eventually. I looked up at him, and I could see the exhaustion on him. “Let’s try to go to sleep first.”

He looked down at me, and his eyes softened with an emotion I couldn’t identify. “Ok April,” he said.

We settled into our respective cots, exhaustion laying us down like a heavy blanket. We lay there for a while, and drifted off after a bit. The last thing I could remember before I fell asleep was the dizzying relief I felt in the fact that Peter was with me. That the spell hadn’t careened out of order, and separated us.

Original writing! Kinda funny, I guess? I don’t know, read it under the cut and please tell me what you think!!!!!!! I NEED OPINIONS PLEASE!!

Agatha looked at the man in her hallway incredulously. When she looked behind her, around her, even above her, she looked at him again with an arched brow.

“Care to repeat that?” She asked, with not a small amount of skepticism.

He was still beaming, his smile not faltering even in her impromptu search, and his eyes twinkled—yes actually twinkled— as he opened his mouth, straight white teeth gleaming.

“You, my Lady Agatha, have been determined to be the Chosen One of the Great Prophecy and will be the Realm’s Hero!”

That’s what she thought he’d said. He beamed even brighter at her, his teeth twinkling now. This had to be a dream. Or a hallucination. Or she was dead and this was what her brain had decided to conjure up. Why couldn’t she have a nice hallucination like—like eating at a five star hotel? Or even getting to retire with a hefty pension fund?

She pinched herself. It hurt.

Motherfucker.

The silence stretched, and stretched. And he was still smiling. Was there something wrong with him? Her head was blank, devoid of any thoughts except a faint buzzing sound. And then, just to cut off the silence that was becoming a little stifling by now, she blurted the first thing she could.

“But what about my cats?”

The man blinked, his perfect smile faltering for just a moment. His brow furrowed slightly as if the thought of cats hadn’t quite factored into his grand announcement. He opened his mouth, paused, then tilted his head, clearly trying to reassess the situation.

"Your... cats?" he asked, as though the concept of pets was a foreign one.

Agatha nodded. "Yes, my cats. All three of them. Whiskers, Tibbles, and Shadow. Who’s going to feed them? Who’s going to clean their litter boxes? You can’t just expect me to up and leave them!"

The man hesitated, his eyes flickering as though searching for an answer that would satisfy her. "Well, my Lady, surely your noble companions will be well looked after—"

Agatha cut him off with a raised hand. "By who? You? The Realm’s Hero isn’t exactly a part-time gig, is it? I mean, between saving the world and fulfilling the Great Prophecy, when exactly am I supposed to find the time to change the litter? And do you know how picky Whiskers is about his food? He only eats the chicken pâté, and it has to be room temperature." She was rambling now, and her eyes had strayed over to the door she was leaning against. It was dusty, and she winced a little at the state of it. She’d have to remember to dust it soon. Assuming that this ‘Hero’ business didn’t put her out too much.

The man’s smile had faded entirely now, replaced by a look of utter bewilderment. This was not how these proclamations usually went. There was supposed to be awe, excitement, a dramatic embrace of destiny. Not... cats.

Agatha watched as the man struggled to find words, feeling a small sense of satisfaction in his discomfort. She had no idea how to deal with being a "Chosen One," but she was quite adept at handling pushy strangers who thought they could just barge into her life with outlandish demands. Being a wedding planner helped with that. She crossed her arms over her chest, her skepticism growing by the second.

"Listen," she said, her voice softening a bit. "I’m sure saving the,” she had to pause here, remembering his words earlier “Realm is very important and all, but I have a life here. A small life. With cats! You can’t just expect me to drop everything because some prophecy says I’m supposed to. It’s not that simple."

The man finally seemed to regain his composure, standing a little taller and clearing his throat. "My Lady Agatha, the Great Prophecy is not to be taken lightly. The fate of the Realm hangs in the balance, and you are the key to our salvation. Your—" he paused here, much like she did earlier, and he seemed to be clearly struggling with the idea “cats, while surely beloved, are but a small part of a much larger tapestry. Surely you can see the greater good—"

"Stop right there," Agatha interrupted again. "If you’re going to try and guilt-trip me into this, we’re going to have a problem. Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not saying no, okay? I’m just saying I need to think about it. Maybe read up on this prophecy, find out what it actually entails. And, y’know, figure out what to do with my cats." She frowned a little at the end. If the answer was that she had to leave her cats behind, then she was going to have to do a lot of thinking.

The man sighed, the twinkle in his eyes dimming slightly as he realized this conversation was going to be far more complicated than he’d anticipated. How did he do that? "Very well, my Lady," he said, his tone more subdued. "I shall return in three days' time for your decision. In the meantime, I suggest you prepare yourself—both for the journey ahead and for the weight of the responsibility that comes with being the Chosen One."

Agatha nodded, though she wasn’t entirely sure what "preparing herself" meant. Finding a bow & arrow? That seemed very on point with what was happening right now.

The man gave a stiff bow, turned on his heel, and with a flash of light that made Agatha wince and shield her eyes, he vanished from her hallway, leaving her alone with her thoughts—and her cats, who had finally decided to come investigate the commotion.

She looked down at Whiskers, who meowed expectantly. "Well," she said, picking him up and scratching behind his ears, "What do you think? Should I save the world? Or should we just go back to bed and pretend none of this happened?"

Whiskers purred loudly, clearly in favor of the latter option.

Agatha sighed. "Yeah, that’s what I thought."

Matilda May - Introduction

"They say blood is thicker than water but, maple syrup is thicker than blood. Therefore my loyalties lie with pancakes."

January 23rd, 2012. Matilda "Zephyr" May (LNU) is quite the unusual child. Her keen mind and incredible foresight, aid her inquisitive nature. Zephyr's had a...problematic life, one that's left numerous scars. However her life is changed forever when she's adopted by Dr. John Watson and Mary Morstan. Her somewhat reserved but cynical judgment of others reminds John of his former partner. As Zephyr's new parents bond with their daughter, they realize much of the child's history is steeped in mystery. She's a curious case.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from BBC Sherlock (2010) only Matilda and other oc's.

Rated T - for murder.

So while I work on the first chapter of my proposed Umbrella Academy fic. I figured I’d post some OC head canons following some of my favorite oc’s I’ve created thus far.